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Post by The Age of Fall on Dec 9, 2023 22:27:39 GMT -6
vs. Claire Hawkins vs. April DimterSpecial Guest Referee: Dawn WarrenRP Limit: 1
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Post by Claire Hawkins on Dec 15, 2023 18:28:04 GMT -6
With a snap, crackle, and an ear-ringing pop, the camera came to life to reveal the resident Wicked Wretch of the Extreme Championship Wrestling Federation; Claire Hawkins. Standing barefoot upon a stage one might witness at the Grammy's or Golden Globes, the raven-haired witch of Revolution wore an expensive-looking abyssal black dress that sharply contrasted to her....otherwise pale features; Crimson eyes burning brightly as a smile adorned her face. Tilting her head downward, the terror of the women's division did the unthinkable and performed a near-perfect curtsy so deep that it seemed physically impossible. Slowly; deliberately; she returned to her original straight-backed posture and fixed the camera with her full attention. "Ladies and gentlemen of the professional wrestling world, I present to you the NUMBER ONE draft pick of the Twenty Twenty-three Extreme Championship Wrestling Federation draft."Almost as if on cue, a chorus of phantom applause erupted for a good amount of time before dying down to silence once more. "Yes, yes THE woman who DEFINED what it meant to be a star in the ECWF stands before you filled with appreciation as she is stoic and indifferent for the woman she has been booked against on this first Revolution post draft. So, rejoice while Miss Dimiter still has the cognitive awareness to enjoy the moment, because she won't be able to after stepping into that ring with me."
"Or don't."
"It makes no difference to me what it is you do when it comes to the regards of April Dimiter so long as you don't foolishly attempt to stand in my way. For Revolution shall be the place in which I celebrate this honor of being first picked with the rest of the blood-hungry souls of attending the proverbial ball at the ECWF Arena."
"With that said shall we begin with what you have all been salivating for?"With a thunderous clap of her tattooed hands, the scene abruptly cut to black and stayed so for what felt like an eternity. Then, almost painfully slow, the camera faded into a scene in which the porcelain pale woman sat upon an ancient and worn throne crafted of what appeared to be ancient wood and bone; the expensive dress traded in for what was her preferred ring gear. With one leg crossed over the other, Claire leaned sideways with her right elbow upon the dusty wooden arm as she rested her chin upon that hand; a look of boredom predominantly visible in those normally burning eyes. The world around the Phantom Queen and her throne is nothing but an inky bleakness. "How many times?"
Can you tell me, Miss Dimiter?"
"How many times since I darkened these hallowed halls of the ECWF have we stood across from each other to tear the other limb from bloody limb? How many times have we done the same silly song and dance where you say that you'll best me only to end the night on your back staring blankly up at the rafters; wondering what could've been? How many times has your misguided delusion-laden bravado led to your indisputable defeat by my hand?"
"I fear it has been FAR too many."
"So allow me to change the game a bit."Still with her head in her hand, a sickly-sweet smile took form upon her black-painted lips as a devious light replaced the boredom in her eyes. "The Women's World Championship; that's what you are so desperate for, correct? If so, then how about you do more than pour all the pain and experience you've accumulated as a veteran in this federation into this match? Your soul: the HUNGER that gnaws in the pit of your stomach. Funnel THOSE into this fight and prove to me that you aren't just the same empty words that you've spoken so many times before. Show the WORLD that you, APRIL DIMITER, deserve to face Dawn Warren; that you DESERVE to be the Women's World Champion."
"Do so and you might no longer need to cling to The Kingdom's frivolous smattering of relevancy."Still smiling, Claire shifted her posture so that she was no longer resting her head on her right hand but now sitting up straight; each forearm resting on their respective arms of the gnarly throne. "You might find offense to that, and I hope that you do. You are an experienced in-ring veteran with the talent one needs to climb to the top of this competitive mountain. Yet, at the best of times, you willfully weigh yourself down with oversized human anchors that do nothing but diminish what SHOULD be great; what SHOULD rule a kingdom. You hold yourself back so that others may take your place in the light."
"A seemingly selfless act."
"However, you're not SELFLESS; you're simply a SELFISH coward unwilling to step up and TAKE hold of that responsibility. You do not WANT to become the Women's World Champion to BE champion; you simply enjoy the IDEA of being the bitch at the top. The hunger that you possess is not that of a competitive nature that'll grow this division or this company. You simply WANT so others WON'T have."
"Which is why you will ALWAYS fall before me."Tilting her chin upwards slightly, the raven-haired woman burned with disdain. "While I may speak down to my opponents, I often only wish to bring out their best otherwise the fans would not be interested in a bunch of childish fools whose sole goal is to out-macho the other with superfluous threats void of meaning. I degrade to bring out their rage-fueled strength so that they MIGHT realize the potential they believe themselves capable of. Yet, time and again I am reminded that the warriors here are less human and more rats scurrying around in a frantic panic. Without guidance they not only devastate their bodies but also the untapped potential that the ECWF COULD have if not for their incessant efforts to the contrary."
"So they MUST be destroyed."
"Just like, at Revolution, I shall destroy you once again."
"The Women's World Championship is one of the few accolades that I view as an important piece for the continued elevation of this company and I CANNOT allow such an ingrate like you to taint its glorious luster. You will suffer, April. Suffer and finally come to understand your role in this little game between myself and Dawn Warren."
"You are the warning of what I am willing to do so that I once again REGAIN that championship."
"And make no mistake; regain it I WILL."Tilting her chin back down so that her face was staring squarely into the camera, the scene slowly faded to back; her crimson eyes burning bright as the video ended.
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Post by The Kingdom on Dec 15, 2023 21:43:52 GMT -6
April Dimter is seen walking out of The Kingdom locker room then Crystal Miller walks over to her
Crystal Miller:April i was wondering if i could get your opinion on your upcoming match
April Dimter:Honestly i could really care less what Claire Hawkins had to say but i will say this...she is one bad bitch and she always brings it but let's not forget i am also a former women's world champion and she can't take that away from me
Crystal Miller:Any final comments ??
April Dimter:Claire...you're going to bend the knee to the me bitch
Crystal Miller:What do you think about dawn being the ref ??
April Dimter:The bitch better not get in my way because i will drop her ass too
April Dimter walks away
Scene Fades
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