Post by SinclairGodfrey on Apr 11, 2022 21:24:34 GMT -5
'Katie, so glad you could make it.'
Said Sinclair Godfrey as she turned slowly, her coat snapping around her as she lifted a hand to brush back her hair as the wind caught it. They were outside in the parking lot, and from the angry wind there seemed to be a storm coming in. Katie Moss frowned, jerking her arm out of the grip of the skull masked brute called Moloch. Her gaze flickered to the other one, and she stepped forward. Her lips pressed into a faint line as she tried to compose herself. Sinclair let her fingers curl under her chin, a bemused smirk on her lips.
'Yes, how could I resist your kind invitation.'
'Katie, I am a servant of the Scourge do you think sarcasm can hurt me?' Sinclair asked with a faint smirk, after all Donzig was certainly fond of sarcasm. Katie shrugged, and Sinclair stepped closer. 'I called you out here for a scoop, after all don't you want a word with the first ever WUK Commonwealth Champion?'
'Ah, you think you can win the Battle Royal?'
That was the wrong thing to say to the mercurial Baroness, her eyes narrowed as her hand fell to curl into a fist at her side. The Death Squad tensed up, and Katie drew back as step as Sinclair hissed to herself. Then she looked away, hair falling across her face before she lifted her chin to shake it back again. An evil smile on her face.
'I know I can win the battle royal, you see? Unlike say most of the people in it? I have never been pinned in singles competition on the XHF Network! And so I am sorry for that big farmboy with a Rob Riot fetish, I am sorry for Takaru and his friend with the signs.' A pause, and she shrugged her shoulders as she absently gathered her coat into her hand. 'I am sorry for the Von Krauss family, and that insipid little troll Wormwood! And most of all? I am sorry for Lynx that he has gone through all this recovery time to come out of retirement to crawl back here so I can throw him over the top rope!'
Katie Moss blinked, and Sinclair sneered an expression that even on her pretty face reminded one of Donzig himself.
'I am sorry, I am sorry most of all for the Golden Spartan! I know Olympia is waiting to make a dramatic entrance because her and I have unfinished business. So if you can convince yourself that lightning will strike twice? If you think your luck will hold, Olympia? Please, please, come and find me! Because beating you for this title will make it mean so much more to me! Because I am going to be the first Commonwealth Champion, and as the only Brit in this company that isn't some low life slag!'
Katie Moss nodded slowly, pursing her lips as she looked around the parking lot before she lifted the mic again.
'Does that include the Bastards?'
'Oh, it definitely includes the Bastards. You see much like Olympia, they have been lucky so far. They have managed to avoid the wrath of the Oblivion Death Squad, but you see? Luck is going to run out, and then the ODS will take that gold from them! And I will lead them forward, and the people of Great Britain will have champions worthy of the storied history of British wrestling. And not some drunken rabble.'
Katie Moss nodded at this, and then she looked from side to side. Her gaze drifting across the two fatigue clad brutes who formed the Oblivion Death Squad as they crossed their arms over their broad chests. They looked back at her, and she shrugged before she lifted the mic as her gaze went back to Sinclair.
'Ah, aren't the Death Squad in the Battle Royal?'
'Yes, yes, they are. Because you see Donzig-gun is walking into the Battle Royal with numbers, and that is another reason that I will stand victorious at the end of the night! You see Mormo and Moloch are there to protect the interests of Donzig-gun, and Donzig-gun will not rest until every single piece of gold in this company! And that so you see, Katie? If by some mischance that I should be eliminated?'
Sinclair gestured, and Katie looked back at the pair with a slow nod.
'So you're confident heading into this battle royal even if it is intergender that you will prevail?'
'Why wouldn't I be? I have drawn blood on the soul of Fireside, I am undefeated on the XHF network, I have only lost two singles matches in the last year! I am the Baroness of Oblivion, I am the Black Hand of Donzig-gun! I lead the Death Squad!' Sinclair fumed, her eyes flashing fury as she stepped closer to Katie. 'There is no one, and nothing that can stand before us at this battle royal! And I will be the last person standing, Katie!'
Katie Moss nodded, and she stepped back slightly before she looked over her shoulder. Clearly it was ready to go, but Sinclair lifted a hand to stop her.
'One last thing, I heard that Commandrix and her little squad of goons was thinking of crawling back here. That they had some ambition of walking in here and talking what is mine, that will try and take the Commonwealth title from me! And Katie? I hope that is true, I hope Commandrix dares, dares to show her face! Because her and I? We have unfinished business!'
Katie Moss nodded slowly, and turned to the camera with a jerk of her head. Her and the camera men walked off, heading across the parking lot as a cold rain started to fall. Sinclair watched them with a frown, and paused to draw up her hood before giving her head a jerk to the Death Squad.
Said Sinclair Godfrey as she turned slowly, her coat snapping around her as she lifted a hand to brush back her hair as the wind caught it. They were outside in the parking lot, and from the angry wind there seemed to be a storm coming in. Katie Moss frowned, jerking her arm out of the grip of the skull masked brute called Moloch. Her gaze flickered to the other one, and she stepped forward. Her lips pressed into a faint line as she tried to compose herself. Sinclair let her fingers curl under her chin, a bemused smirk on her lips.
'Yes, how could I resist your kind invitation.'
'Katie, I am a servant of the Scourge do you think sarcasm can hurt me?' Sinclair asked with a faint smirk, after all Donzig was certainly fond of sarcasm. Katie shrugged, and Sinclair stepped closer. 'I called you out here for a scoop, after all don't you want a word with the first ever WUK Commonwealth Champion?'
'Ah, you think you can win the Battle Royal?'
That was the wrong thing to say to the mercurial Baroness, her eyes narrowed as her hand fell to curl into a fist at her side. The Death Squad tensed up, and Katie drew back as step as Sinclair hissed to herself. Then she looked away, hair falling across her face before she lifted her chin to shake it back again. An evil smile on her face.
'I know I can win the battle royal, you see? Unlike say most of the people in it? I have never been pinned in singles competition on the XHF Network! And so I am sorry for that big farmboy with a Rob Riot fetish, I am sorry for Takaru and his friend with the signs.' A pause, and she shrugged her shoulders as she absently gathered her coat into her hand. 'I am sorry for the Von Krauss family, and that insipid little troll Wormwood! And most of all? I am sorry for Lynx that he has gone through all this recovery time to come out of retirement to crawl back here so I can throw him over the top rope!'
Katie Moss blinked, and Sinclair sneered an expression that even on her pretty face reminded one of Donzig himself.
'I am sorry, I am sorry most of all for the Golden Spartan! I know Olympia is waiting to make a dramatic entrance because her and I have unfinished business. So if you can convince yourself that lightning will strike twice? If you think your luck will hold, Olympia? Please, please, come and find me! Because beating you for this title will make it mean so much more to me! Because I am going to be the first Commonwealth Champion, and as the only Brit in this company that isn't some low life slag!'
Katie Moss nodded slowly, pursing her lips as she looked around the parking lot before she lifted the mic again.
'Does that include the Bastards?'
'Oh, it definitely includes the Bastards. You see much like Olympia, they have been lucky so far. They have managed to avoid the wrath of the Oblivion Death Squad, but you see? Luck is going to run out, and then the ODS will take that gold from them! And I will lead them forward, and the people of Great Britain will have champions worthy of the storied history of British wrestling. And not some drunken rabble.'
Katie Moss nodded at this, and then she looked from side to side. Her gaze drifting across the two fatigue clad brutes who formed the Oblivion Death Squad as they crossed their arms over their broad chests. They looked back at her, and she shrugged before she lifted the mic as her gaze went back to Sinclair.
'Ah, aren't the Death Squad in the Battle Royal?'
'Yes, yes, they are. Because you see Donzig-gun is walking into the Battle Royal with numbers, and that is another reason that I will stand victorious at the end of the night! You see Mormo and Moloch are there to protect the interests of Donzig-gun, and Donzig-gun will not rest until every single piece of gold in this company! And that so you see, Katie? If by some mischance that I should be eliminated?'
Sinclair gestured, and Katie looked back at the pair with a slow nod.
'So you're confident heading into this battle royal even if it is intergender that you will prevail?'
'Why wouldn't I be? I have drawn blood on the soul of Fireside, I am undefeated on the XHF network, I have only lost two singles matches in the last year! I am the Baroness of Oblivion, I am the Black Hand of Donzig-gun! I lead the Death Squad!' Sinclair fumed, her eyes flashing fury as she stepped closer to Katie. 'There is no one, and nothing that can stand before us at this battle royal! And I will be the last person standing, Katie!'
Katie Moss nodded, and she stepped back slightly before she looked over her shoulder. Clearly it was ready to go, but Sinclair lifted a hand to stop her.
'One last thing, I heard that Commandrix and her little squad of goons was thinking of crawling back here. That they had some ambition of walking in here and talking what is mine, that will try and take the Commonwealth title from me! And Katie? I hope that is true, I hope Commandrix dares, dares to show her face! Because her and I? We have unfinished business!'
Katie Moss nodded slowly, and turned to the camera with a jerk of her head. Her and the camera men walked off, heading across the parking lot as a cold rain started to fall. Sinclair watched them with a frown, and paused to draw up her hood before giving her head a jerk to the Death Squad.
