Sweet Roxy | The World of Champions [ Limelight ]
Dec 8, 2018 8:53:12 GMT
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Post by sweetroxy on Dec 8, 2018 8:53:12 GMT
They are the same, but also different. They scream “independence” when they make their presence known. Neither one refusing to be tied, to feel helpless, to be chained to a wall with nowhere to go. They sway their hips the same way when they walk. They look at the world with their sharp piercing eyes. You’d think that two people with an Alpha personality could never co-exist. You’d think they would crash and burn as a team when they try to out-do each other… but in the end you thought wrong.
Instead, they became unlikely allies.
Rosanna is seen walking next to a swimming pool in the middle of the night, watching her reflection on crystal blue waters as she takes each step. The moon was just above her in the reflection, shining brightly as the water ripples over it caused by the wind, until it calms again.
“I would take this calm, dead, sweet silence over the croaks of the Sakaraba sisters.” She says in a sweet tone. “You are two are bound by blood, and yet it feels like neither of you could sense the danger that the other is stepping in when you come face to face with two women bound by violence.”
“I pity you, just like I pity this entire roster. It’s filled with weak, spineless cowards so drawn to the spectacle of making their meaningless statements in their “unexpected” run-ins because they live this fantasy, this delusion that they are in control. You have the nerve to walk in a five-star match at LAW when we were beating down the heroes in an endless humiliating massacre, and you expect to get out of this in one piece? I don’t think so… But, you know, I didn’t question your actions for one bit. A pair of idiots desperate for attention are bound to interfere such a defining moment for this ever-dominating tag team in Kayla and Sweet Roxy, but what’s an even bigger load of bullshit is how you got rewarded with a title match for it. Is the system here just as corrupt as the wrestling industries I came from, or did Ms. Vega just feel sorry for the both of you that she wanted to give you even a tiny glimpse of Gold? I’ll give her the benefit of the doubt because Ms. Vega has always taken care of me in the past, but don’t think that just because she displayed an ounce of kindness means Kayla and I will, too. You have created a deathtrap by yourselves without even knowing it. You have placed yourselves in a tight situation where you’ll end up gasping for air just because you got too ambitious. Dreams are sacred and precious and I’m glad that you’re doing all you could to chase yours… but just because you want it doesn’t mean you can have it. Just because you showed up after the match and an authority figure felt sorry for you, doesn’t make you fit to be a challenger. It has always been my intention to use my influence and talent to shape this generation of wrestlers and stir them towards a future where I paved the path, just as Mother tirelessly did in her reign, and people like you are not part of that future. You don’t fit my ideal world. You don’t fit in the world of Champions. You are part of the gravel and rocks that are left behind, the scraps that are no longer of use after everyone has already marched forward all because you couldn’t keep up. And you will know that for sure once we beat you down, bruise you and break you at Limelight. Your dreams will shatter and dissolve, and you will be reminded of what stupid bitches you’ve been for provoking us, to begin with. And you will see for yourselves that you should have just stood back and chased for another prize.”
Rosanna takes a deep breath, closing her eyes, still enjoying the peace.
“You should have stayed silent” She whispers.
Rosanna’s footsteps continue as she looks ahead with a smirk on her face. The wind, much stronger this time, blows onto her as her pink hair flows back. She walks away from the pool and steps back in her house.
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