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Post by Harlequin on May 7, 2011 0:55:32 GMT
Heavens a lie, plays as the reigning queen of hardcore makes her way out. She has in her hand a smashed trash can. She has a smile on the non painted part of her face. She walks to the ring, once there she grabs a chair from under it. She throws both into the ring. She sides in.
Now, look at what I have here. A folded, broken, beaten trash can... I used this
Points to the trash can.
... To destroy Kimber's spine. See, this match I faced to new girls.... I proved I am hardcore, but the thing that was missing was, Blair... I want you.... I want to make your body break. I want your blood on my hands. I need this... You are the only one left who has a play for my Hardcore queenlyhood.. So, I ask for your presents in this ring.
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Post by Holly Williams on May 7, 2011 11:30:39 GMT
„Immortal“, from Adema starts to play as the female Hardcore Icon walks out on the stage. Jessie wears still some normal clothes … nothing fancy, nor something that signals, that she has came out today to wrestle. It’s basically similar to the attire she has worn a week ago as she made her first appearance in a TNB since 3 years. She walks down the ramp and slides inside the ring to face of with Harlequin, a smirk is shown on her face as she reaches behind her back to grab the microphone she had in her back pocket of her jeans.
“Well you asked for it … here I am. So how can I help you?”
She asks and walks over to one of the corners to lean against it.
“I mean … beside this not very family friendly part of breaking my body and bathing in my blood. I mean … girl … you got some serious issues as it seams and some ego problems as well as I just Kimber not to long ago in the backstage area and her spine seams to perfectly fine and far from destroyed. “
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Post by Harlequin on May 7, 2011 14:22:55 GMT
Looks a bit confused.
Oh the whole destroyed thing. It's called an exaggeration. Not ment as bad as it sounds. It sells the visual. Just as really, I don't wish you that bad of harm. I merely want to face you one on one, to see how I fair against the so called, Queen of Hardcore. I mean all I have to go on is your word. I have never seen you at work. I wanna fight you. Maybe, I'll learn something from it. And maybe you will. Who knows until we throw down.
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Post by Holly Williams on May 8, 2011 15:10:36 GMT
Lets out a sad gasp while she shakes her right leg a bit, to get ride of the tiredness and stiffness in her knee. The jeans that Jessie is wearing appears to be bigger or more filled, depending how you want to describe it, but the fact remains that Jessie is apparently wearing a knee brace underneath her jeans. She walks a step forward and faces Harlequin.
“You see … I thought we could have a nice trash talk down here, something that usually happens when more … let call it violent wrestlers face each other before an upcoming match. You see … It’s kind of sad that I was not able to wrestle last week, nor I am sure if I will this week. It really depends on how fast the management of TNB is to make sure that I got the clarification to wrestle from the medic team. “
Jessie steps back a bit and points at the crowd.
“Cause I can’t wait to wrestle for all of you in this arena … in this Company”
Loud cheer can be heard after Jessie has just said that.
“And … there we go cheap cheers always work, something you should remember Harlequin, cause in the end that is what makes it at least a bit enjoyable to step in the ring and do a promo in front of these guys and gals. So leave this … I want to face you, to prove me shit away and out of this ring and be the bad ass girl you are suppose to be. Because otherwise it getting boring for me …”
She grins and points at Harlequin a few times.
“I have no problem to step in the ring with you … but I am getting old, so wrestling me is not exactly that what I would call a challenge.”
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