Sah'ta Thor: Sorry just want to say I had some IRL stuff happen the last few days. I will get results up not that there is any mystery to them based on the turn out. I will figure it all out over the next couple of days.
Aug 17, 2018 0:41:02 GMT -5
Black Man/Norman D Gates: I know your trying to do the admirable thing here Thor, but I would say just let the place go on hiatus until Rissi wants to come back... if he ever wants to.
Aug 17, 2018 7:17:15 GMT -5
Lord Raab: Secretly, I did have plans to bring Lord Raab's twin brother here as he's so interested in capturing the Junior Heavyweight title.
Aug 20, 2018 19:16:16 GMT -5
Savannah: Was planning on having Sav come back- for Thor, mind you, She thinks this place is dead but if he's going to fight...
Aug 21, 2018 0:16:16 GMT -5
Zoe McDraven: *pours one out for EHWF*
Sept 17, 2018 20:22:23 GMT -5
Post by Zoe McDraven on Aug 14, 2018 21:38:54 GMT -5
if i'm a danger to myself
Just think what I could do to you
After the match at Meltdown…
A hand brushed back the heavy black curtain, and the figure of Zoe stepped on through, being greeted by the few backstage crew that was hanging around watching the events happen on the monitor. She, in her disheveled state, nodded slightly and stopped to watch the following match for a little while, standing with the others to watch the action. She was there for what seemed like forever, before she turned on her heel and walked away. The sounds of the fans growing fainter in her ears as she got further down the hallway. There was a hint of disappointment in her eyes as she walked, disappointment at having lost to Red Dragon in what she would call a close match.
But it wasn’t something she was going to point blame at, more or less. It would be a learning experience for her in her pursuit of victory and gold in EHWF. The Jr Heavyweight championship and the people that were fighting for it was a mediocre pool, but a pool that was growing with each passing day the more people went hunting for Aaron Kostan. Zoe wanted to be good and ready for that moment when the time came, when she could stand there across the ring and say that she was the choice to face him.
A hand reaches for the doorknob to her locker room and twists it, slowly pushing it open…
“Zoe, wait! A quick word before you go.”
She sighed and turned around, coming face to face with the pale face of their backstage interviewer, microphone already in hand. The door quietly shut as she crossed her arms over her chest, quirking an eyebrow at her.
“Make it quick. I’d like to get home before midnight.”
“Can we get your thoughts on tonight’s match? You’ve been on a streak as of late, knocking down people left and right, and tonight Red Dragon brought that to an end.”
Zoe sighed again.
“Streaks come to an end all the time. Nothing perfect lasts forever. Look at Goldberg, or Asuka. Perfection that came to an unfortunate end. I’m not mad that Red Dragon was able to beat me. He fought his ass off out there and pushed me to the limits. It could have really gone either way to be honest. He’s a person I wouldn’t mind facing again.”
“Fans want to know what’s next for you after tonight. Where do you go from here?”
“Sky’s the limit really. I’m looking forward to next week’s Mayhem and whomever my opponent might be. I’m looking forward to a future title shot and continuing to succeed. That’s all.”
The girl nodded.
Zoe simply nodded and turned back to the door listening to the footsteps walking away from her before turning the knob once again and pushing the door open, stepping inside…glad to be alone once again...
Zoe stood leaned up against one of the clear glass walls adorned with various statues of varying designs made out of different materials behind it. She was at the Chihuly Bridge of Glass in Tacoma, getting out and seeing the sights of the town, meeting up with fans and taking pictures and video for instagram. The usual stuff. After watching people walk by for a few minutes, she continued on, hands clasped behind her back. The sights were pretty and distracting, enough to keep her busy for a while.
“I would like to think I gave Red Dragon a run for his money as much as I did for him. I don’t know if he expected that much out of me or not. I hope he did. I would have liked it to turn in my favor, but it is what it is and I’m not gonna point blame. I only hope that there’s another match in the future between us or something of the like.”
She fell silent for a while, smiling at a pair of kids with their parents that passed by.
“I’m looking ahead to the future, to possible title opportunities and whatever may fall in front of me. I want to take on everything and everyone, if it’ll get me ahead and get me further to my goals. I think everyone can understand that sentiment, wanting to get ahead and all of that in some fashion. Though some people’s ideas of how to get there are more twisted than mine, it is what it is. I just want to get there and be proud that I did.”
A couple of fans stopped her in her stroll and asked for her to take a picture with them. She signed a couple of things, and waved goodbye to them after it was all said and done.
“Imanov is one of those top talents looking for a way to the top of the mountain in terms of who will be that one person to take on Aaron Kostan for that title of his. He’s a person who wants to get a little bit ahead, make an impression on the big wigs in the back in the hopes that they will see something in him to continue to put him at the top. So why haven’t I seen much of him before, or maybe I have and I’m just remembering it now.
I don’t doubt that he can do it. I just doubt he can muster up the balls to step to me and beat me. He’s been quiet up to this point and that worries me. I want someone that can fire back at me, tell me this and that or call me a bitch or whatever. Say this and that, and blah blah blah. I mean come on give me something to bounce off of. Otherwise it’s like throwing a ball at a wall when you’re expecting someone to be there.
Don’t play me for a fool Imanov. If you’ve seen my past exploits, you’ll come to realize that I put everything out there, knowing that it brings me one step closer to winning, to being champion and further cementing my legacy. Stand up and speak out, man! You got here for a reason, you got put in the match because you’ve got that talent to be a future champion. The question after that becomes, when will you step up and speak up, let yourself be heard? Declare yourself better than me, and vow to be the victor.
Gimme a break. Nothing’s going to stop me from winning and giving you a Shockwave that’ll make your head ring for a year.