#OOC this will probably be my last roleplay. I'm sorry for its lack of appeal / effort.
It was dark; of course it was it wouldn't be an Evie Baang promotional if it was bright lights and loud noises. The scene was the shadows of a dark screen that the Sun City Wrestling audience was witnessing. With in a matter of moments the screen cluttered to life as the figure of a petite woman was seeing swaying her way towards the lens of the camera. It was Evie she was dressed in all black, while her long black brown hair was down and out. It was wavy meaning one thing, Odette had been around and had managed to get Evie to sit still long enough to work on her appearance. As Evie got closer to the camera her perfectly made up face could be seen as she looked dead down the centre of the camera. She was focused, the green flickers in her hazel eyes were enough to back that statement up as her stare was piercing. It was almost as if she demanded attention without even uttering a single word. Once Evie was in the centre of the screen the camera panned up, from her feet to her midsection to see her Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship wrapped around her waist. It pulled her black dress into her stomach drawing your eyes into witness her figure. She was proud to be petite in the waist but curvy in the places that it mattered. As the cameras continued to pan up back to her face, her blood red lips were parted with a sickening smirk and it was clockwork as soon as she knew she had drawn in your attention she began to talk.
"I hope you enjoyed that, because I can assure you that will be the only way you will ever go down on me."
She licked her lips, before she pushed a strand of her hair out of her line of sight, scooping it behind her ear before a felicitate chuckle left her parted lips.
"So here we are, just days away from once again... seeing me your Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion stepping into the six-sided ring to take on the ever so lucky little cottontail Jessie Salco will find out that lightening can in fact strike twice in the same place."
That evil sadistic smirk was plastered on her face, but Evie didn't give much of break in between her words this week as she had a lot to say.
"Ah, a second chance for the little cottontail to prove that last time we face each other, the outcome was a mistake. A mistake that she will declare will never happen again... she will promise you all that she is more focused this week, that she is fully committed this week... she will bang on about how she has had time to train, time to rebuild and time to work on her style to adapt me. Bless her heart, the slow beating heart of the wee little hare. She is a fool if she thinks that the result on Sunday night will be any different from what happened two weeks ago. She will be beaten, used and abused and when things are all said and done she will be begging Christian Underwood and Mark Ward to stay away from me. The will of becoming the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion will be overshadowed by her fear of having to face me once more. The little Cottontail will learn her places once more Sunday night and that place, is back... far back at the end of the line."
Evie licked her lips before she looked down to her Championship belt taking a moment before she looked back to the lens of the camera. She was focused, her eyes were screaming how focused she was.
"Let me put this to you, Jessie will see this as a second chance, but really sometimes a second chance can be a nightmare dressed as a daydream."
The smirk on her face was evident as she referred to herself as being the nightmare. Evie loved putting fear into her opponents, she was known to use this to her advantage to become a nightmare. A mind fuck, it was one of her greatest pleasures.
"To me giving someone a second chance, is like gifting them an extra bullet for their gun, because they missed you the first time. Yet trust me when I say this little cottontail, I did not miss you the first time and I will not miss you again... you're within my radar, you're on my radar and once again this Sunday night you will be the target that will be shot down. Only to leave Climax Control with your tail between your legs, yet you will beg for another chance because you are too blind to see that your mind never gives up but your body can't and simply won't keep up. Tell me little cottontail what's it like knowing that your dreams of becoming the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion, is dormant? It's like being in a coma, hearing and knowing the world is going on around you and yet all you can do is lay there knowing there is nothing you can do to fix this"
Evie smirk was alive and well as she looked down the lens of the camera, her eyes piercing into the audience.
"You can't change the outcome, you never will be able to change the outcome and yet you will always try and yet you will always fail. You're a bridesmaid and yet, here I am standing proudly as the bride."
Who would have thought huh? Evie let out a small chuckle before she parted her lips once more knowing she had to wrap this one up as she had more promotional work to do an not a lot of time to do it in.
"So, my bushy tailed little hare, I will see you once again in the main event this Sunday night at Climax Control and once again the world will witness, history repeat itself... there will be no glitch in this fucking matrix, because the outcome is evident... you will be pinned, you will be beaten and you will succumb to the never ending chase of your will to become the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion. You will once again have the bright lights on you and the world will be watching as you promise to show them the world and yet you'll only ever be capable of showing them an atlas."
Evie stopped giving her words a moment to sink in before she brushed her hand across the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship that was wrapped proudly around her waist. She knew that she was only days away from hopefully defending this championship that she had started to feel connected to. Although she would never say she deserved this, she knew she had to defend it like any mother would defend her young. It wasn't just a possession, it was apart of her and her journey of becoming a "better" person.
"A map, with a single destination Laughlin, Nevada... location Sam's Town... that's where we will once again pin point the exact moment in time where I rip your fucking heart out of your chest and show you, as it beats its last drum... and you realise that your dreams of becoming the World Bombshell Championship, much like your career is dead. Fucking. Dead. Mark my words and my cold dead heart... your name will go down in history as the bombshell that fucking couldn't."
With a sarcastic smirk Evie let the scene around her fade to darkness, leaving the fans with the clear message. Evie was set out to beat Jessie Salco once again and she was more than happy to send a message to anyone that was watching. It all boils down on Sunday night at Climax Control now all Evie had to do was back up her words and stay in the fight as she had violent conduct just around the corner and Polly fucking Playtime biting at her heels. To say the World Bombshell Championship division was dead, would be a harsh unwarranted comment as right now it was the hottest property on the market and every bitch was chomping at the bit to put their bid in.
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