Post by Chelsea Skye on Oct 23, 2024 17:44:06 GMT -6
We cut to Chelsea’s promo dungeon were we see Chelsea after setting up her camera for the EWC Rumble promo.
”So, I know that achievements outside EWC don’t really count for much, I learned that the hard way when I first arrived here two years ago, but I want you to indulge me in a little bit of bragging.” Chelsea holds up the Wrestle League Lucky Horseshoe Trophy for the camera, modelling it for all it’s worth. ”I defeated five other women to earn this thing last weekend in Wrestle League, including the EWC’s own Headhuntress Aiya and former EWC wrestler Molly Hatchet, in a six person Battle Royal to earn this trophy!”
Yep.
”Now let’s get one thing out of the way, as a weapon his thing is pretty impractical, like I guess I can conk someone on the head with it but the top of the trophy is shaped like a literal horseshoe and while I guess I could choke someone with it given enough effort? I’m not conducting this promo to threaten any of my nineteen opponents with a good time! But you what this means?” Chelsea asks with a grin as she sets her trophy down. ”I’m entering this rumble already having had success in a similar match just the previous week!”
You know it.
”And before someone points out the obvious: YES! Nineteen is a greater number than five! Maths was never my best subject in school but it doesn’t exactly take a mathematician to go that kind of math, does it?” Chelsea asked with a slight grin on her face as she leans back in her chair. ”And besides, I know from the last time I was in a rumble that there’s no guarantee that I’ll face all nineteen of the other wrestlers in this match, hell I might get lucky on the night!”
Chelsea quickly shakes her head.
”And not the kind of lucky were I’m in a bedroom with either a guy or another woman at least and there’s cheesy music playing in the background! I must be the only wrestler on the planet to have to specify that but here I am!” Chelsea lets out an exasperated sigh. ”Anyway, you guys know the score by now, me, nineteen other wrestlers one chance of a lifetime, last time I did this match Sarah asked me to marry her, well I don’t have anything quite that dramatic this time, I still plan to kick ass!”
It's that simple.
”Look, let’s be real, if I had to address every other wrestler in this match I’d be here all week and miss the rumble, ironic, I know, but there is a Nightmare in the Bronx brewing for the nineteen other wrestlers and while I am a Chicago gal? I do appreciate the contributions to the pizza world so yeah.” Chelsea said as she flashed the devil horns to the camera. ”I’m looking to keep my momentum going in my pizza home away from home!”
And with that Chelsea decided to wrap things up.
”Multi Person matches can be a pain in general but when there’s nineteen other wrestlers in the ring wanting to earn a shot? Things are gonna get messy.” Chelsea added as she flipped some hair over her shoulder. ”And as the “Nightmare Angel” Chelsea Skye competes in her last match before Halloween? Or at least one of them? I will show the rest of the field why the Skyes the Limit!”
Chelsea turned off the camera as the scene fades.
”So, I know that achievements outside EWC don’t really count for much, I learned that the hard way when I first arrived here two years ago, but I want you to indulge me in a little bit of bragging.” Chelsea holds up the Wrestle League Lucky Horseshoe Trophy for the camera, modelling it for all it’s worth. ”I defeated five other women to earn this thing last weekend in Wrestle League, including the EWC’s own Headhuntress Aiya and former EWC wrestler Molly Hatchet, in a six person Battle Royal to earn this trophy!”
Yep.
”Now let’s get one thing out of the way, as a weapon his thing is pretty impractical, like I guess I can conk someone on the head with it but the top of the trophy is shaped like a literal horseshoe and while I guess I could choke someone with it given enough effort? I’m not conducting this promo to threaten any of my nineteen opponents with a good time! But you what this means?” Chelsea asks with a grin as she sets her trophy down. ”I’m entering this rumble already having had success in a similar match just the previous week!”
You know it.
”And before someone points out the obvious: YES! Nineteen is a greater number than five! Maths was never my best subject in school but it doesn’t exactly take a mathematician to go that kind of math, does it?” Chelsea asked with a slight grin on her face as she leans back in her chair. ”And besides, I know from the last time I was in a rumble that there’s no guarantee that I’ll face all nineteen of the other wrestlers in this match, hell I might get lucky on the night!”
Chelsea quickly shakes her head.
”And not the kind of lucky were I’m in a bedroom with either a guy or another woman at least and there’s cheesy music playing in the background! I must be the only wrestler on the planet to have to specify that but here I am!” Chelsea lets out an exasperated sigh. ”Anyway, you guys know the score by now, me, nineteen other wrestlers one chance of a lifetime, last time I did this match Sarah asked me to marry her, well I don’t have anything quite that dramatic this time, I still plan to kick ass!”
It's that simple.
”Look, let’s be real, if I had to address every other wrestler in this match I’d be here all week and miss the rumble, ironic, I know, but there is a Nightmare in the Bronx brewing for the nineteen other wrestlers and while I am a Chicago gal? I do appreciate the contributions to the pizza world so yeah.” Chelsea said as she flashed the devil horns to the camera. ”I’m looking to keep my momentum going in my pizza home away from home!”
And with that Chelsea decided to wrap things up.
”Multi Person matches can be a pain in general but when there’s nineteen other wrestlers in the ring wanting to earn a shot? Things are gonna get messy.” Chelsea added as she flipped some hair over her shoulder. ”And as the “Nightmare Angel” Chelsea Skye competes in her last match before Halloween? Or at least one of them? I will show the rest of the field why the Skyes the Limit!”
Chelsea turned off the camera as the scene fades.
