5 Characters, One Ladder, a Commonwealth, and the Baroness
Mar 15, 2024 19:30:11 GMT -5
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Post by SinclairGodfrey on Mar 15, 2024 19:30:11 GMT -5
‘I have redeemed this title. I have taken this title which has been used as a punchline since a certain person who I will not waste my time threw it into the trash to prop up his own childish ego. To further the glory of his own sad little group of parasites.’
The cold voice of Sinclair Godfrey echoed in the darkness, and the only thing visible was the Commonwealth Title which gleamed. It’s various enamel flags glittering as her fingers swept over them, and her voice continued.
‘It was passed around like a hot potato, it was tossed from hand to hand by men! Men who saw it as nothing but a prize to be thrown aside for other prizes. Until at last, the ego of Reese let it fall into the hands of that Troglodyte! And then I, the Baroness, took it from him! By hook or by crook, to redeem it in the dark glory of Donzig-gun.’
Her pale fingers slid over the gold, tapping against the letters that read ‘WUK’. She let her hand rest atop it, and then she spoke again. And leaned closer, her pretty face cold in the candlelight as she shook her hair back.
‘That is why I demanded to face Slam, that is why I gave Reese his rematch. Because I am the Chosen of the Scourge, I said at the Left Hand of the Great Dark! And I am the Commonwealth Champion now, and I will not rest on my laurels! I will not let this belt be a stepping stone for myself or anyone else!
And at St. Patrick’s Massacre? I will cement that legacy when I defeat five of the most dangerous opponents in WUK! I will show Wrestle:UK, I will show the entire XHF what I am capable of!
I, the Baroness, the winner of two Reign Plates, a semi-finalist of the Anzac Cup, and the first woman to hold the LWA Women’s Championship! And as I climb the ladder to look down at the broken bodies of my enemies, and I pluck my title from the top of the Elimination Chamber? I will be sending a message to my enemies, to our enemies!
That Donzig-gun will once again rule!’
She sneered, and settled back on the carved wooden chair that was nearly invisible in the shadows. She leaned back slowly, and turned to toss her legs across the arm of it as her fingers dragged the belt to her.
‘Olympia. My oldest enemy. I demanded they put you in this match because as they say? Iron sharpens iron. From SWAT to NPW to here we have waged war on one another. Do you remember Olympia? You, Rios, and I were sworn enemies!
And once? One upon a time this belt was yours!’
A smile.
‘I can’t think of anyone else I would like to destroy for it.’
A laugh and she adjusted the belt, thinking before she shrugged.
‘Cheez. My darling Cheez. How they all look down on you, how they all mock you, they say you don’t belong. The High Rollers, these others, these useless internet fans. But I see you, Cheez.
I see you with eyes given to me by the Void. And anyone, anyone who has the courage to walk down that aisle! Anyone who has the heart and will to climb between these ropes, to put it all on the line! All of it! Their body, their mind, their heart, and their soul! For nothing else but pride, for a lust for glory, for a chance to carve their name in eternity!
Those people, those people will always have a place in the eyes of the Children! And so my dear sweet Cheez? You have earned a beating at my hands, and I will see you in Dublin.’
A wicked laugh, and her eyes grew distant.
‘Woke. Wesley. Rage.
Long have we waited for our chance to get our hands on you. And you know that, you laid your hands on the Scourge long ago! You and Timmy Draven stole from Great Donzig! Your reckoning is at hand, Rage.
I will drag you through that chamber and I will bloody your flesh! I will break your bones! And then I will fling you from that ladder, and take this title! And I will look down at you with a smile, Rage. Because that is a promise of the Reckoning you still owe.’
Sinclair dragged her fingers across the belt, nodding before she tapped her fingers against the metal plate. Her hand lifted, and flicked her hair before she leaned closer before she shrugged.
‘Otto Ritter. Much like Cheez you have been overlooked by these people, and you have been cast aside by WUK! Donzig-gun appreciates the old school, we like what you do Otto. And so I demanded they add you into this match.
But facts are? The Old School is ash, it is gone. And Otto? I will crush you with the rest in Dublin.’
Sinclair sat the belt on the table, and she sniffed as her eyes narrowed.
‘Takaru Matsui. The Red Slayer. I remember you as well, you see you have stood against us in the past! And you and the Scourge have quite a history don’t you! And you think you’re something because you managed to pull a fast one on Kasper.
But Matsui? I am not Kasper Van Zant. Your tricks, your games, and your chaos? It will not work on me, I have been touched by the Great Dark! And so at the Chamber? I will break you with the rest, and you will look up!
And you will see the Commonwealth Championship is here!’
Sinclair slid to her feet, and she lifted the belt to her shoulder. Her head tilting before she lifted her hand, and her fingers snuffed out that candle. Smoke swirled in the sudden darkness, and she walked off.
‘See you soon.’
The cold voice of Sinclair Godfrey echoed in the darkness, and the only thing visible was the Commonwealth Title which gleamed. It’s various enamel flags glittering as her fingers swept over them, and her voice continued.
‘It was passed around like a hot potato, it was tossed from hand to hand by men! Men who saw it as nothing but a prize to be thrown aside for other prizes. Until at last, the ego of Reese let it fall into the hands of that Troglodyte! And then I, the Baroness, took it from him! By hook or by crook, to redeem it in the dark glory of Donzig-gun.’
Her pale fingers slid over the gold, tapping against the letters that read ‘WUK’. She let her hand rest atop it, and then she spoke again. And leaned closer, her pretty face cold in the candlelight as she shook her hair back.
‘That is why I demanded to face Slam, that is why I gave Reese his rematch. Because I am the Chosen of the Scourge, I said at the Left Hand of the Great Dark! And I am the Commonwealth Champion now, and I will not rest on my laurels! I will not let this belt be a stepping stone for myself or anyone else!
And at St. Patrick’s Massacre? I will cement that legacy when I defeat five of the most dangerous opponents in WUK! I will show Wrestle:UK, I will show the entire XHF what I am capable of!
I, the Baroness, the winner of two Reign Plates, a semi-finalist of the Anzac Cup, and the first woman to hold the LWA Women’s Championship! And as I climb the ladder to look down at the broken bodies of my enemies, and I pluck my title from the top of the Elimination Chamber? I will be sending a message to my enemies, to our enemies!
That Donzig-gun will once again rule!’
She sneered, and settled back on the carved wooden chair that was nearly invisible in the shadows. She leaned back slowly, and turned to toss her legs across the arm of it as her fingers dragged the belt to her.
‘Olympia. My oldest enemy. I demanded they put you in this match because as they say? Iron sharpens iron. From SWAT to NPW to here we have waged war on one another. Do you remember Olympia? You, Rios, and I were sworn enemies!
And once? One upon a time this belt was yours!’
A smile.
‘I can’t think of anyone else I would like to destroy for it.’
A laugh and she adjusted the belt, thinking before she shrugged.
‘Cheez. My darling Cheez. How they all look down on you, how they all mock you, they say you don’t belong. The High Rollers, these others, these useless internet fans. But I see you, Cheez.
I see you with eyes given to me by the Void. And anyone, anyone who has the courage to walk down that aisle! Anyone who has the heart and will to climb between these ropes, to put it all on the line! All of it! Their body, their mind, their heart, and their soul! For nothing else but pride, for a lust for glory, for a chance to carve their name in eternity!
Those people, those people will always have a place in the eyes of the Children! And so my dear sweet Cheez? You have earned a beating at my hands, and I will see you in Dublin.’
A wicked laugh, and her eyes grew distant.
‘Woke. Wesley. Rage.
Long have we waited for our chance to get our hands on you. And you know that, you laid your hands on the Scourge long ago! You and Timmy Draven stole from Great Donzig! Your reckoning is at hand, Rage.
I will drag you through that chamber and I will bloody your flesh! I will break your bones! And then I will fling you from that ladder, and take this title! And I will look down at you with a smile, Rage. Because that is a promise of the Reckoning you still owe.’
Sinclair dragged her fingers across the belt, nodding before she tapped her fingers against the metal plate. Her hand lifted, and flicked her hair before she leaned closer before she shrugged.
‘Otto Ritter. Much like Cheez you have been overlooked by these people, and you have been cast aside by WUK! Donzig-gun appreciates the old school, we like what you do Otto. And so I demanded they add you into this match.
But facts are? The Old School is ash, it is gone. And Otto? I will crush you with the rest in Dublin.’
Sinclair sat the belt on the table, and she sniffed as her eyes narrowed.
‘Takaru Matsui. The Red Slayer. I remember you as well, you see you have stood against us in the past! And you and the Scourge have quite a history don’t you! And you think you’re something because you managed to pull a fast one on Kasper.
But Matsui? I am not Kasper Van Zant. Your tricks, your games, and your chaos? It will not work on me, I have been touched by the Great Dark! And so at the Chamber? I will break you with the rest, and you will look up!
And you will see the Commonwealth Championship is here!’
Sinclair slid to her feet, and she lifted the belt to her shoulder. Her head tilting before she lifted her hand, and her fingers snuffed out that candle. Smoke swirled in the sudden darkness, and she walked off.
‘See you soon.’
