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Supercard Archives / ~*~ Rules of Engagement: Never Fear The Storm~*~
« on: April 12, 2024, 11:26:14 PM »
~*~ A Moment of Serenity ~*~
The sun was setting, casting a warm golden glow over the cozy living room of the O’Connell household. Bella sat cross-legged on the soft rug, a smile playing on her lips as she watched her daughter, Máire, explore her surroundings with curious eyes.
At eight months old, Máire was a bundle of energy, constantly on the move as she crawled around the room, her chubby little hands grasping at anything within reach. Bella couldn't help but marvel at how much she had grown, how quickly time seemed to slip through her fingers.
"Look at her go," Malachi's voice broke through Bella's thoughts, his tone filled with pride as he joined her on the floor, his arms wrapping around her waist as they watched their daughter together.
"She's getting so big," Bella replied, leaning back against Malachi's chest, relishing in the warmth of his embrace. "It feels like just yesterday she was born."
Malachi nodded, pressing a gentle kiss to Bella's temple as they watched Máire play. "She's growing up so fast," he murmured, his voice tinged with a hint of sadness. "Sometimes I wish we could just freeze time and savor these moments forever."
Bella turned her head to look up at Malachi, meeting his gaze with a soft smile. "Me too," she whispered, reaching up to cup his cheek in her hand. “I figured getting a little floor time in with her would be floor time with her now since who can tell what I’ll be like after the weekend.”
Malachi smiled back at her, his eyes shining with affection. "Smart idea but you're right," he said, his voice filled with warmth. "I will never be amazed as to how much she looks like you. She's our little miracle, Bella. And no matter how fast she grows, she'll always be our baby girl."
Together, they sat in comfortable silence, wrapped up in the simple joy of being together as a family. In this moment, surrounded by love and warmth, Bella felt a sense of peace wash over her, grateful for the precious moments they shared. Máire pulls herself up on the coffee table at that very moment, “Dada!” as if she’s like ‘look what I can do!’. “Oh my goodness!!!! Máire look at you!” Bella lets out with a laugh, she reaches out and picks her up giving her a big hug that causes Máire to burst out in a fit of giggles, “That’s my big strong girl!”
“Looks like we’re gonna have to start the extra baby-proofing a lot more.”
~*~ Heart-to-Heart ~*~
The soft glow of the table side lamp cast a warm light over the cozy bedroom as Malachi sat together on the their couch as they are preparing for a quiet movie night...hopefully. We see Bella in the background, quietly tiptoeing out of their daughter’s room and shutting the door behind her. She does a little celebration dance.
“SCORE!!!” she lets out in a loud whisper before she runs into the living room and jumps into Mal’s lap giving him a kiss, “Let movie night begin.”
Mal laughs as he hands her her drink and turns on their movie and their hands entwine as they share a quiet moment together.
"You know, mo chroí," Malachi began, his voice soft as he looked into her eyes, "I've been thinking a lot about everything you've been through lately. The match against Alexandra, the Blood Bath Brawl, and now this upcoming match against Bobbie Dahl..."
Bella nodded, her expression serious as she listened to Malachi speak. She knew that her recent matches had been more intense than ever before, pushing her to her limits in ways she had never imagined.
"It's just...I don't know when you got so good at hardcore matches," Malachi continued, a hint of admiration in his voice. "But damn, love, it's REALLY hot."
Bella couldn't help but laugh at Malachi's words, the tension in the room easing as she leaned into his side, resting her head against his shoulder. "You think so?" she replied, a teasing smile playing on her lips.
Malachi nodded, his gaze warm as he looked down at Bella. "Absolutely," he said, his voice filled with sincerity. "I've always known you were tough, Bella, but seeing you in those matches, giving it your all, it's...incredible."
Bella felt a surge of warmth spread through her chest at Malachi's words, a sense of pride swelling within her. She knew that her journey in the world of professional wrestling had been filled with ups and downs, but having Malachi by her side, supporting her every step of the way, made it all worth it.
"Thank you, babe," Bella whispered, reaching up to cup his cheek in her hand. "For always believing in me, even when I doubted myself. You're my rock, you know that?"
Malachi smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to Bella's forehead. "And you're mine," he replied, his voice filled with love. "No matter what happens in that ring, Bella, I'll always be here for you. Always."
As they sat in comfortable silence with the movie playing in the background, a thought crossed Bella's mind, and she furrowed her brow in contemplation. "You know, Mal, it's strange...Bobbie hasn't come at me as hard lately. I mean, with all the focus on her husband Artie getting signed up for the Blast From the Past tournament, I'm amazed she hasn't been more aggressive. It's almost like she's...distracted."
Malachi nodded, his expression thoughtful. "You might be onto something there, Bella," he said, his voice tinged with concern. "Maybe she's got other things on her mind, things that are pulling her focus away from the match. Either way, you need to stay sharp. Bobbie Dahl may be off her game, but she's still a dangerous opponent."
Bella's jaw set in determination as she nodded in agreement. "You're right, Mal. I can't afford to underestimate her, no matter what distractions she may have. This match is too important, too crucial for me to let my guard down now."
With renewed determination, Bella squeezed Malachi's hand tightly, drawing strength from his unwavering support. Together, they would face whatever challenges lay ahead, ready to conquer whatever obstacles stood in their way.
~*~Let’s Review Shall We~*~
Let’s remind everyone of the first set of the rules that I’ve set for myself.
The Rules of Engagement that we have seen since the New Year. The Rules themselves are on my wall but let me break it down how they will play in to Blaze of Glory
Rule 1: Leave it all in the ring.
The first rule echoes in my mind like a mantra as I have prepared to face Bobbie Dahl and each and every single opponent. I know that I must give everything that I have, leaving no doubt in anyone's mind that Bella Madison deserves to be the SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion. With every fiber of my being, I have committed to giving it all in this match, refusing to hold anything back.
Rule 2: Embrace the challenge.
I have embraced the challenge that lies ahead with open arms. I know that facing Bobbie will be no easy feat, but I will welcome the opportunity to test every inch of my skills against one of the best in the business. I am ready to rise to the occasion and prove myself, no matter what.
Rule 3: Respect your opponent.
Despite the fierce competition that awaits, I do hold a deep respect for Bobbie and everything she has accomplished in her career. I know that this match, this clash, whatever it may be and knowing who is in charge of putting the matches on that wheel, it will be a battle of epic proportions, but I will refuse to let any animosity cloud my judgment. I hold no ill-will to Bobbie. Instead, I will approach the match with a sense of sportsmanship, honoring my opponent's skill and talent while remaining steadfast in her resolve to emerge victorious. Even if the match may kill us both.
Rule 4: Trust in yourself.
I have to draw strength from within, trusting in my abilities to overcome whatever obstacles may come my way. I know how I have trained relentlessly for this moment, honing the skills and pushing myself to new heights. With unwavering self-belief, I will stand tall, ready to face whatever challenges lie ahead with courage and determination.
Rule 5: Never give up.
In the face of adversity, I will cling to the fifth rule with that resolve that was bestowed upon me from my mother and my father. I know without a shadow of a doubt, that the road to victory will be fraught with obstacles and setbacks, but I will refuse to be deterred. With grit and determination, I am going to press forward, refusing to back down until the final bell rings and my hand is raised in triumph.
Of course I have yet to really add the others like Rule 6: Dealing with the Minor Inconveniences but hey, I have a 8 month old on my hands and have been putting my focus where they are most important. But I have a new one for you.
~*~ Rules of Engagement: Never Fear The Storm~*~
The storm rages on, a fitting backdrop to the tumultuous emotions swirling within Bella Madison. As she stands amidst the brewing chaos, the winds whip around her, tugging at her hair and clothes, but she stands firm, unwavering in her resolve. This is her moment, her chance to confront the demons of her past and claim the ultimate prize.
"Bobbie Dahl," Bella's voice cuts through the howling winds, carrying a steely determination that matches the intensity of the storm. "You and I, we have a history. From the moment we stepped into the ring together, when we BOTH returned, I had that feeling that we were destined to collide again, somehow. At least I wasn’t wrong."
She pauses, her gaze piercing through the darkness as she reflects on the journey that has led her to this moment.
"You were there when I returned from having Máire, a reminder of the defeat that drove me to push myself harder, to fight with everything I had to prove myself in this ring. And now, here we are, facing off once again for the SCW Roulette Championship."
Bella's fists clench at her sides, the fire burning within her threatening to consume her entirely.
"But this time, things are different. This time, I'm not holding back. I'm not afraid to unleash the full force of my fury, to leave every ounce of my being out there in that ring. Because this isn't just about winning a title for me. It's about redemption. It's about proving to myself and to the world that I am worthy of standing among the best in this business."
She takes a deep breath, the storm raging around her echoing the turmoil within her soul.
"So, Bobbie Dahl, I hope you're ready. Because when that roulette wheel spins and the fate of our match is decided, I'll be standing in that ring ready to face whatever comes my way. And when the dust settles and the storm clears, there will be only one champion left standing. And mark my words, it will be me."
As Bella's words echo into the night, a sense of anticipation hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the electric energy of the storm. She knows that this match against Bobbie Dahl is more than just a chance to win a title—it's a chance to rewrite her own story, to redefine her legacy in the annals of SCW history. With each gust of wind that whips around her, Bella feels a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins, fueling her determination to emerge victorious. She knows that Bobbie Dahl is a formidable opponent, a force to be reckoned with in the ring, but she refuses to be intimidated.
"No more holding back," Bella's voice rises above the howling winds, a declaration of intent that cuts through the chaos. "No more second-guessing myself. This is my time, my moment to shine, and I refuse to let anyone stand in my way."
As she speaks, images flash through Bella's mind—the countless hours of training, the sacrifices made, the battles fought and won. She carries them with her armor, steeling herself for the ultimate showdown that awaits.
"Bobbie Dahl may be the reigning champion, but I am the challenger with everything to prove," Bella declares, her voice ringing with unwavering confidence. "I may not have won a singles title in SCW yet, but mark my words, that changes tonight. Sunday at Blaze of Glory, I become the SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion. Or everything that I have done means absolute shit and I’m not "
With those final words hanging in the air, Bella squares her shoulders, her gaze burning with determination as she prepares to face her greatest challenge yet. The storm may rage on, but she stands ready to weather whatever comes her way, for she knows that victory awaits on the other side.
The sun was setting, casting a warm golden glow over the cozy living room of the O’Connell household. Bella sat cross-legged on the soft rug, a smile playing on her lips as she watched her daughter, Máire, explore her surroundings with curious eyes.
At eight months old, Máire was a bundle of energy, constantly on the move as she crawled around the room, her chubby little hands grasping at anything within reach. Bella couldn't help but marvel at how much she had grown, how quickly time seemed to slip through her fingers.
"Look at her go," Malachi's voice broke through Bella's thoughts, his tone filled with pride as he joined her on the floor, his arms wrapping around her waist as they watched their daughter together.
"She's getting so big," Bella replied, leaning back against Malachi's chest, relishing in the warmth of his embrace. "It feels like just yesterday she was born."
Malachi nodded, pressing a gentle kiss to Bella's temple as they watched Máire play. "She's growing up so fast," he murmured, his voice tinged with a hint of sadness. "Sometimes I wish we could just freeze time and savor these moments forever."
Bella turned her head to look up at Malachi, meeting his gaze with a soft smile. "Me too," she whispered, reaching up to cup his cheek in her hand. “I figured getting a little floor time in with her would be floor time with her now since who can tell what I’ll be like after the weekend.”
Malachi smiled back at her, his eyes shining with affection. "Smart idea but you're right," he said, his voice filled with warmth. "I will never be amazed as to how much she looks like you. She's our little miracle, Bella. And no matter how fast she grows, she'll always be our baby girl."
Together, they sat in comfortable silence, wrapped up in the simple joy of being together as a family. In this moment, surrounded by love and warmth, Bella felt a sense of peace wash over her, grateful for the precious moments they shared. Máire pulls herself up on the coffee table at that very moment, “Dada!” as if she’s like ‘look what I can do!’. “Oh my goodness!!!! Máire look at you!” Bella lets out with a laugh, she reaches out and picks her up giving her a big hug that causes Máire to burst out in a fit of giggles, “That’s my big strong girl!”
“Looks like we’re gonna have to start the extra baby-proofing a lot more.”
~*~ Heart-to-Heart ~*~
The soft glow of the table side lamp cast a warm light over the cozy bedroom as Malachi sat together on the their couch as they are preparing for a quiet movie night...hopefully. We see Bella in the background, quietly tiptoeing out of their daughter’s room and shutting the door behind her. She does a little celebration dance.
“SCORE!!!” she lets out in a loud whisper before she runs into the living room and jumps into Mal’s lap giving him a kiss, “Let movie night begin.”
Mal laughs as he hands her her drink and turns on their movie and their hands entwine as they share a quiet moment together.
"You know, mo chroí," Malachi began, his voice soft as he looked into her eyes, "I've been thinking a lot about everything you've been through lately. The match against Alexandra, the Blood Bath Brawl, and now this upcoming match against Bobbie Dahl..."
Bella nodded, her expression serious as she listened to Malachi speak. She knew that her recent matches had been more intense than ever before, pushing her to her limits in ways she had never imagined.
"It's just...I don't know when you got so good at hardcore matches," Malachi continued, a hint of admiration in his voice. "But damn, love, it's REALLY hot."
Bella couldn't help but laugh at Malachi's words, the tension in the room easing as she leaned into his side, resting her head against his shoulder. "You think so?" she replied, a teasing smile playing on her lips.
Malachi nodded, his gaze warm as he looked down at Bella. "Absolutely," he said, his voice filled with sincerity. "I've always known you were tough, Bella, but seeing you in those matches, giving it your all, it's...incredible."
Bella felt a surge of warmth spread through her chest at Malachi's words, a sense of pride swelling within her. She knew that her journey in the world of professional wrestling had been filled with ups and downs, but having Malachi by her side, supporting her every step of the way, made it all worth it.
"Thank you, babe," Bella whispered, reaching up to cup his cheek in her hand. "For always believing in me, even when I doubted myself. You're my rock, you know that?"
Malachi smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to Bella's forehead. "And you're mine," he replied, his voice filled with love. "No matter what happens in that ring, Bella, I'll always be here for you. Always."
As they sat in comfortable silence with the movie playing in the background, a thought crossed Bella's mind, and she furrowed her brow in contemplation. "You know, Mal, it's strange...Bobbie hasn't come at me as hard lately. I mean, with all the focus on her husband Artie getting signed up for the Blast From the Past tournament, I'm amazed she hasn't been more aggressive. It's almost like she's...distracted."
Malachi nodded, his expression thoughtful. "You might be onto something there, Bella," he said, his voice tinged with concern. "Maybe she's got other things on her mind, things that are pulling her focus away from the match. Either way, you need to stay sharp. Bobbie Dahl may be off her game, but she's still a dangerous opponent."
Bella's jaw set in determination as she nodded in agreement. "You're right, Mal. I can't afford to underestimate her, no matter what distractions she may have. This match is too important, too crucial for me to let my guard down now."
With renewed determination, Bella squeezed Malachi's hand tightly, drawing strength from his unwavering support. Together, they would face whatever challenges lay ahead, ready to conquer whatever obstacles stood in their way.
~*~Let’s Review Shall We~*~
Let’s remind everyone of the first set of the rules that I’ve set for myself.
The Rules of Engagement that we have seen since the New Year. The Rules themselves are on my wall but let me break it down how they will play in to Blaze of Glory
Rule 1: Leave it all in the ring.
The first rule echoes in my mind like a mantra as I have prepared to face Bobbie Dahl and each and every single opponent. I know that I must give everything that I have, leaving no doubt in anyone's mind that Bella Madison deserves to be the SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion. With every fiber of my being, I have committed to giving it all in this match, refusing to hold anything back.
Rule 2: Embrace the challenge.
I have embraced the challenge that lies ahead with open arms. I know that facing Bobbie will be no easy feat, but I will welcome the opportunity to test every inch of my skills against one of the best in the business. I am ready to rise to the occasion and prove myself, no matter what.
Rule 3: Respect your opponent.
Despite the fierce competition that awaits, I do hold a deep respect for Bobbie and everything she has accomplished in her career. I know that this match, this clash, whatever it may be and knowing who is in charge of putting the matches on that wheel, it will be a battle of epic proportions, but I will refuse to let any animosity cloud my judgment. I hold no ill-will to Bobbie. Instead, I will approach the match with a sense of sportsmanship, honoring my opponent's skill and talent while remaining steadfast in her resolve to emerge victorious. Even if the match may kill us both.
Rule 4: Trust in yourself.
I have to draw strength from within, trusting in my abilities to overcome whatever obstacles may come my way. I know how I have trained relentlessly for this moment, honing the skills and pushing myself to new heights. With unwavering self-belief, I will stand tall, ready to face whatever challenges lie ahead with courage and determination.
Rule 5: Never give up.
In the face of adversity, I will cling to the fifth rule with that resolve that was bestowed upon me from my mother and my father. I know without a shadow of a doubt, that the road to victory will be fraught with obstacles and setbacks, but I will refuse to be deterred. With grit and determination, I am going to press forward, refusing to back down until the final bell rings and my hand is raised in triumph.
Of course I have yet to really add the others like Rule 6: Dealing with the Minor Inconveniences but hey, I have a 8 month old on my hands and have been putting my focus where they are most important. But I have a new one for you.
~*~ Rules of Engagement: Never Fear The Storm~*~
The storm rages on, a fitting backdrop to the tumultuous emotions swirling within Bella Madison. As she stands amidst the brewing chaos, the winds whip around her, tugging at her hair and clothes, but she stands firm, unwavering in her resolve. This is her moment, her chance to confront the demons of her past and claim the ultimate prize.
"Bobbie Dahl," Bella's voice cuts through the howling winds, carrying a steely determination that matches the intensity of the storm. "You and I, we have a history. From the moment we stepped into the ring together, when we BOTH returned, I had that feeling that we were destined to collide again, somehow. At least I wasn’t wrong."
She pauses, her gaze piercing through the darkness as she reflects on the journey that has led her to this moment.
"You were there when I returned from having Máire, a reminder of the defeat that drove me to push myself harder, to fight with everything I had to prove myself in this ring. And now, here we are, facing off once again for the SCW Roulette Championship."
Bella's fists clench at her sides, the fire burning within her threatening to consume her entirely.
"But this time, things are different. This time, I'm not holding back. I'm not afraid to unleash the full force of my fury, to leave every ounce of my being out there in that ring. Because this isn't just about winning a title for me. It's about redemption. It's about proving to myself and to the world that I am worthy of standing among the best in this business."
She takes a deep breath, the storm raging around her echoing the turmoil within her soul.
"So, Bobbie Dahl, I hope you're ready. Because when that roulette wheel spins and the fate of our match is decided, I'll be standing in that ring ready to face whatever comes my way. And when the dust settles and the storm clears, there will be only one champion left standing. And mark my words, it will be me."
As Bella's words echo into the night, a sense of anticipation hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the electric energy of the storm. She knows that this match against Bobbie Dahl is more than just a chance to win a title—it's a chance to rewrite her own story, to redefine her legacy in the annals of SCW history. With each gust of wind that whips around her, Bella feels a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins, fueling her determination to emerge victorious. She knows that Bobbie Dahl is a formidable opponent, a force to be reckoned with in the ring, but she refuses to be intimidated.
"No more holding back," Bella's voice rises above the howling winds, a declaration of intent that cuts through the chaos. "No more second-guessing myself. This is my time, my moment to shine, and I refuse to let anyone stand in my way."
As she speaks, images flash through Bella's mind—the countless hours of training, the sacrifices made, the battles fought and won. She carries them with her armor, steeling herself for the ultimate showdown that awaits.
"Bobbie Dahl may be the reigning champion, but I am the challenger with everything to prove," Bella declares, her voice ringing with unwavering confidence. "I may not have won a singles title in SCW yet, but mark my words, that changes tonight. Sunday at Blaze of Glory, I become the SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion. Or everything that I have done means absolute shit and I’m not "
With those final words hanging in the air, Bella squares her shoulders, her gaze burning with determination as she prepares to face her greatest challenge yet. The storm may rage on, but she stands ready to weather whatever comes her way, for she knows that victory awaits on the other side.