Post by hayleytabbys on Feb 9, 2023 0:50:14 GMT -5
"After the flames have died down, the bodies have been collected. Suspensions have been handed out. New faces have made a way into JROK, and old faces have made their way out. Wounds have healed, scars have started to show.... and how do I feel? I don't feel a damn thing. I know the fire was a tragedy, and I hate this for everyone. I am not trying to make light of the situation in any sense. The so-called war is apparently over but is it really. To be honest I think the war has just begun, the war inside my head. The war that spills over into my dreams. Do I hear the screams of the fans? No. Do I taste my own blood in my mouth? No. Do I feel a sigh of relief that EVE has been suspended? No. Dylan Black, you have caused this. If you thought, I was in a bad place mentally before I took you down the first time you would be right.
I was supposed to be at supremacy, I was supposed to put an end to the alligator's constant hard on for me. I was supposed to leave him in the bayou with blue balls, and on the way to have his head preserved for a gas station souvenir. I turned that match down, I backed down from a challenge for the first time in my life. Why? It's not because I am not the champ anymore. It's not because I need time to heal from the world war match. My girlfriend is a champion now, have we celebrated? No, and that isn't something I am proud of. Have I taken the time to be happy that Suzuki is back in JROK full time? No, I have not. Have I taken the time to plan anything with my friend Shelby Morris, who has landed a JROK contract. No, I have not.
Now I'm in a tournament to crown an interim champ. The title that was mine, the title that I held for so long and defended against all comers. Now you can't even fulfill your job as champion Dylan. Your a ghost, your suspended. I should be the next in line to get the traditional rematch. Well it took me jumping through seven hoops to get to you the first time Dylan. This tournament is nothing compared to that. I want to see the pain on your face, knowing that I'm doing the job that you couldn't do yourself. You don't know what it even means to be a champion. You are just taking that privilege for granted.
You permanently scarred the love of my life Dylan. That can be fixed, it's just cosmetic. I want your championship, and I will become the interim and hold it with pride. Unlike you, I will give you a lesson again in what it means to be a champ.... after that I will become the undisputed champion when you return. I am not stopping at the championship, I could say I want to take your pride, but you have none Dylan. I am going to permanently damage you. Even if I have to take an eye from you to permanently keep. No scratch that Dylan, when you come back, I am taking your belt. I want something else though Dylan. I want to shut you up once and for all, I want to silence you forever. No more preaching to your puppets, no more spreading all your BS. Dylan I want something that to my knowledge hasn't ever been taken in pro wrestling."
Hayley makes a slicing motion across her neck with her hand.
"I want your fucking vocal chords!"
A evil laugh is heard as the lights flash off and when they come back on Hayley is no longer in the ring just a puddle of blood.
OOC: Hope this answers some questions about Hayley's abscene, turning down the Supremacy match and so forth.