Post by SinclairGodfrey on Mar 31, 2023 17:47:52 GMT -5
'Tabitha, Tabitha, Tabitha.'
Sinclair Godfrey tsked as she sat in the shadows, around her were the scattered statues of various greek gods standing in the slowly growing garden of Godfrey Hall. She rolled her eyes, muttering under her breath as she rose from the wall to slowly begin to pace back and forth. Her fingers absently drifting across the budding plants, and then she shrugged.
'Your first match in forever, and you are off hiding in Japan? And no doubt, you will fall under the spell of that--' Sinclair frowned, waving her hand. '--idiot, Armand. You should be super excited you could be the next Tarrasque! Won't that be lovely. But here's the thing, Tabitha.'
Godfrey's hand snapped outwards, and she ripped a budding flower from one of the plants. Her hand tightened on it, fingers digging it before she flung the petals to the ground with a sneer. Her head lifted and she dusted a few clinging bits of plant from her skin.
'That match is against me. And I know that I am here just because Blood had a last minute replacement, but facts are? I don't mind it. Because I am the most under-rated, under-appreciated competitor in this company. And I have not had a match since I had to put a certain blonde trollop in her place. And I know that her and certain other cretins would say 'Oh, but you lost'. Well, no. You see we are Donzig-gun, and we don't really worry too much about that. What we want is to keep all of you rabble in your place, in line, in your lane as it were. And since that no name trollop who everyone but us has forgotten didn't pay the proper respect to the Children? Since she couldn't keep the name of the Scourge out of her mouth?'
A wicked smile, and Sinclair slapped her palms together.
'Well, I learned how to wield a chair from the best of them didn't I? And if you aren't careful? You could learn the same lesson.'
A hand lifted, and a finger lifted as she slowly paced back and forth. Her coat swaying and swirling behind her as she walked across the garden, and she shook her head before she let it fall.
'But here's the thing, Miss Osbourne. I am not interested in fighting you. I am couldn't care less about you. I want Zolothatch, I want the scary zombie girl of WUK. I want a war, so if you show up like you are? I am going to just beat you bloody. I know you're not hopeless, I know you can fight with the best of them, but? You're not me are you? You're not the Baroness of Donzig-gun. And so no matter how you decide to show up at Legacy in Dublin?'
A shrug.
'It ends the same way. The Witch's Hammer. One, Two, and Three.'
Her finger rose as she counted, and she flashed a smile before her fingers dropped again as she walked acoss the old flagstones. And she shrugged again, a hand lifting to sweep absently before she caught her coat to lift it as he continued to stalk through the old garden.
'Speaking of which? It may interest someone to know that I am going to walk into LWA All that Glitters. And I am going to lay claim to that title, because you see they can scrape up all the title from across the LWA they want. They can find and pick all the pretty little flowers from across a dozen companies. All of the pretty girls, and the stupid girls, and the vapid little dolls? And I will knock them down. I will lay them to waste in the name of Oblivion, and I will teach all of them to fear the name of Donzig-gun! I will make them all understand that what they should fear is the Baroness of WUK! And sadly? That means I need to deal with you most harshly.'
A sneer crossed her pretty lips, and she paused to wave a hand.
'But I am sure your new German Sugar Daddy will somehow put you back together.'
She started to walk again, then she turned to look at the camera with a tilt of her head before she absently lifted a hand to brush back her hair.
'One more thing, I want two of the boys to know I will be watching their little 'battle' at Dublin with great interest. You see with the boys about to take their gold, and with Donzig reigning over the Two Kingdoms, I think it is time that the Baroness had a little more gold of her own. And not the just the LWA kind either, I mean the WUK kind. I want the Commonwealth Title. And I know that Rob Riot would just love to get his hands on me, and Frank?'
Sinclair laughed, and walked off.
'See you soon.'
Sinclair Godfrey tsked as she sat in the shadows, around her were the scattered statues of various greek gods standing in the slowly growing garden of Godfrey Hall. She rolled her eyes, muttering under her breath as she rose from the wall to slowly begin to pace back and forth. Her fingers absently drifting across the budding plants, and then she shrugged.
'Your first match in forever, and you are off hiding in Japan? And no doubt, you will fall under the spell of that--' Sinclair frowned, waving her hand. '--idiot, Armand. You should be super excited you could be the next Tarrasque! Won't that be lovely. But here's the thing, Tabitha.'
Godfrey's hand snapped outwards, and she ripped a budding flower from one of the plants. Her hand tightened on it, fingers digging it before she flung the petals to the ground with a sneer. Her head lifted and she dusted a few clinging bits of plant from her skin.
'That match is against me. And I know that I am here just because Blood had a last minute replacement, but facts are? I don't mind it. Because I am the most under-rated, under-appreciated competitor in this company. And I have not had a match since I had to put a certain blonde trollop in her place. And I know that her and certain other cretins would say 'Oh, but you lost'. Well, no. You see we are Donzig-gun, and we don't really worry too much about that. What we want is to keep all of you rabble in your place, in line, in your lane as it were. And since that no name trollop who everyone but us has forgotten didn't pay the proper respect to the Children? Since she couldn't keep the name of the Scourge out of her mouth?'
A wicked smile, and Sinclair slapped her palms together.
'Well, I learned how to wield a chair from the best of them didn't I? And if you aren't careful? You could learn the same lesson.'
A hand lifted, and a finger lifted as she slowly paced back and forth. Her coat swaying and swirling behind her as she walked across the garden, and she shook her head before she let it fall.
'But here's the thing, Miss Osbourne. I am not interested in fighting you. I am couldn't care less about you. I want Zolothatch, I want the scary zombie girl of WUK. I want a war, so if you show up like you are? I am going to just beat you bloody. I know you're not hopeless, I know you can fight with the best of them, but? You're not me are you? You're not the Baroness of Donzig-gun. And so no matter how you decide to show up at Legacy in Dublin?'
A shrug.
'It ends the same way. The Witch's Hammer. One, Two, and Three.'
Her finger rose as she counted, and she flashed a smile before her fingers dropped again as she walked acoss the old flagstones. And she shrugged again, a hand lifting to sweep absently before she caught her coat to lift it as he continued to stalk through the old garden.
'Speaking of which? It may interest someone to know that I am going to walk into LWA All that Glitters. And I am going to lay claim to that title, because you see they can scrape up all the title from across the LWA they want. They can find and pick all the pretty little flowers from across a dozen companies. All of the pretty girls, and the stupid girls, and the vapid little dolls? And I will knock them down. I will lay them to waste in the name of Oblivion, and I will teach all of them to fear the name of Donzig-gun! I will make them all understand that what they should fear is the Baroness of WUK! And sadly? That means I need to deal with you most harshly.'
A sneer crossed her pretty lips, and she paused to wave a hand.
'But I am sure your new German Sugar Daddy will somehow put you back together.'
She started to walk again, then she turned to look at the camera with a tilt of her head before she absently lifted a hand to brush back her hair.
'One more thing, I want two of the boys to know I will be watching their little 'battle' at Dublin with great interest. You see with the boys about to take their gold, and with Donzig reigning over the Two Kingdoms, I think it is time that the Baroness had a little more gold of her own. And not the just the LWA kind either, I mean the WUK kind. I want the Commonwealth Title. And I know that Rob Riot would just love to get his hands on me, and Frank?'
Sinclair laughed, and walked off.
'See you soon.'
