Post by Hope Diamond on Aug 1, 2017 4:53:23 GMT -6
The large gold and leather belt glistens in the bright sunlight. Those who have seen it before know that has a large X in the middle and the name Valora Thomas engraved on it. Currently both the X and the name are invisible, covered by a cocktail glass filled with creamy Pina Colada.
A hand with bright red fingernails reaches out to fetch the glass.
Of course the hand is mine. I rock a FSW-golden bikini and aviator shades and soak up some Louisiana sun beside the hotel pool.
Hi Valora. It feels good to be a winner. After wasting you in the last FSW show I thought I take a few days off, regenerate and recharge the battery. After all in Columbia I have to face an opponent who is really dangerous. Maggie Lockheart has already defeated a *real* champion so I must presume she is more in my league than you are.
After this friendly greeting I take a long sip from my cocktail and put it back on the belt that serves as my coaster beside my sun chair.
As you see I have found some use for your X-Division title belt. After all, fake as it is I can hardly wear it without making a fool out of myself, right? Other than that the strap is only good for banging people over the head I´m afraid but I keep it as a souvenir anyway.
If your old man Mick wants he can come to Lafayette and try to get the belt back from me. I can´t wait to shove a parasol up his rear end and open it. Just imagine the scene. Mick would look like a blowfish. But then looking bigger than you are is a specialty of both of you.
I´m sure you loved the moment when I allowed you to spank me or let you drag me along that row of awful little brats you had brought along. Has it never occurred to you that I played you and these living advertisements for contraception like a fiddle? That is the way to really scatter an ego. I gave you Hope in more than one way and when I got tired of you I cut your strings little puppet of mine.
Not only are you a rotten fighter once you are not allowed to do your homework, you are also very easy to manipulate and on top of it very gullible. When Mick acquired about me in Japan did it never occur to him or to you how important the concept of saving face is in Asia and that the gentlemen in Nippon might be lying to him to save face? It is true enough that I was employed for my gaijin looks there. That did not keep me from wrecking the native talent more than once.
I could have told you that before our match but how stupid do you think I am?
Now if you excuse me Val, I love to toy with you again another time but right now I´m too busy catching some sun rays before I have to focus on my next opponent who seems to be a real wrestler despite her being new to the business.
I leave it to the fans and to the rest of the roster to decide just how much I owned you the way I would, say on a scale from 1 to 10. Poll´s open for everyone to chime in.
I blow my darling Valora a kiss.
A hand with bright red fingernails reaches out to fetch the glass.
Of course the hand is mine. I rock a FSW-golden bikini and aviator shades and soak up some Louisiana sun beside the hotel pool.
Hi Valora. It feels good to be a winner. After wasting you in the last FSW show I thought I take a few days off, regenerate and recharge the battery. After all in Columbia I have to face an opponent who is really dangerous. Maggie Lockheart has already defeated a *real* champion so I must presume she is more in my league than you are.
After this friendly greeting I take a long sip from my cocktail and put it back on the belt that serves as my coaster beside my sun chair.
As you see I have found some use for your X-Division title belt. After all, fake as it is I can hardly wear it without making a fool out of myself, right? Other than that the strap is only good for banging people over the head I´m afraid but I keep it as a souvenir anyway.
If your old man Mick wants he can come to Lafayette and try to get the belt back from me. I can´t wait to shove a parasol up his rear end and open it. Just imagine the scene. Mick would look like a blowfish. But then looking bigger than you are is a specialty of both of you.
I´m sure you loved the moment when I allowed you to spank me or let you drag me along that row of awful little brats you had brought along. Has it never occurred to you that I played you and these living advertisements for contraception like a fiddle? That is the way to really scatter an ego. I gave you Hope in more than one way and when I got tired of you I cut your strings little puppet of mine.
Not only are you a rotten fighter once you are not allowed to do your homework, you are also very easy to manipulate and on top of it very gullible. When Mick acquired about me in Japan did it never occur to him or to you how important the concept of saving face is in Asia and that the gentlemen in Nippon might be lying to him to save face? It is true enough that I was employed for my gaijin looks there. That did not keep me from wrecking the native talent more than once.
I could have told you that before our match but how stupid do you think I am?
Now if you excuse me Val, I love to toy with you again another time but right now I´m too busy catching some sun rays before I have to focus on my next opponent who seems to be a real wrestler despite her being new to the business.
I leave it to the fans and to the rest of the roster to decide just how much I owned you the way I would, say on a scale from 1 to 10. Poll´s open for everyone to chime in.
I blow my darling Valora a kiss.
