Post by misspark on Dec 4, 2015 4:37:39 GMT
“Rage is a hell of a painkiller...”
The Academy back in Orlando, Florida. Valkyrie had the main room to herself, leaning back in the full padded corner. The smaller, traditional British ring that had similarities to the Japanese ring, the full turnbuckles and the smaller dimensions that were traditional.
“I got kneed in the fucking skull and woke up after losing my shot at the Championship. No matter, I fight because I'm trained to be a fighter. That Omanko that is the Boob Lady however, she likes to book her matches with multiple people in them. And a Battle Royal? Could that be anymore vague a description? Over the top rope? Pinfalls and Submissions in effect? One thing I do know for definite is there are four other women and being the tallest and the heaviest is going to put a big target on my head. Take out the big one, fight it out amongst one another.”
“Viking's love our stories, and we respect cunning when it saves the lives of those who are being brave and simply die. The story of young Erich, who was taken captive by Norwegians with seventy other men. The older warriors volunteered to die first rather than submit to being Thralls to Norway. Erich though, stood up after four of his battle brothers had lost their heads, telling the executioner to get someone to hold his hair to stop it blunting the sword... The holder of the hair lost his hands after one swift jerk of the head pulled the wrists into the path of a sword. Earned him his freedom, and because of his courage to demand they all went free... Erich and his friends kept their heads.”
“Some of you may think me a big mouthed idiot, certainly seems to be the label Jacqui Monroe would stick on me, along with others in America, but if you think that I'm just going to stand around in the ring like a Prize Prick at a wedding just waiting to be thrown out or taken down, you're dead wrong. I'll fight the lot of you, and if you all get too close, just be aware I'm more than capable of feats of strength you can only dream of!”
“Three natives and two Gaijin going into this one. And the reception I get on commentary says how disrespectful I am because of it. Well if the Master Race of the East wants to make it personal, I'll bite. I'm going to take the Honour of Seishin title, rub it in the faces of the natives and call it something else like the Honour of Omanko. It'll amuse me no end to hear the voice team tiptoe around it. There is my battle statement Seishin, and if your hero's and anti heros want to stop me being a disrespecful Kusse... just remember you fired those shots first... I'm dropping the Fat Man...”
Flipping off the camera, the shot went to static.
The Academy back in Orlando, Florida. Valkyrie had the main room to herself, leaning back in the full padded corner. The smaller, traditional British ring that had similarities to the Japanese ring, the full turnbuckles and the smaller dimensions that were traditional.
“I got kneed in the fucking skull and woke up after losing my shot at the Championship. No matter, I fight because I'm trained to be a fighter. That Omanko that is the Boob Lady however, she likes to book her matches with multiple people in them. And a Battle Royal? Could that be anymore vague a description? Over the top rope? Pinfalls and Submissions in effect? One thing I do know for definite is there are four other women and being the tallest and the heaviest is going to put a big target on my head. Take out the big one, fight it out amongst one another.”
“Viking's love our stories, and we respect cunning when it saves the lives of those who are being brave and simply die. The story of young Erich, who was taken captive by Norwegians with seventy other men. The older warriors volunteered to die first rather than submit to being Thralls to Norway. Erich though, stood up after four of his battle brothers had lost their heads, telling the executioner to get someone to hold his hair to stop it blunting the sword... The holder of the hair lost his hands after one swift jerk of the head pulled the wrists into the path of a sword. Earned him his freedom, and because of his courage to demand they all went free... Erich and his friends kept their heads.”
“Some of you may think me a big mouthed idiot, certainly seems to be the label Jacqui Monroe would stick on me, along with others in America, but if you think that I'm just going to stand around in the ring like a Prize Prick at a wedding just waiting to be thrown out or taken down, you're dead wrong. I'll fight the lot of you, and if you all get too close, just be aware I'm more than capable of feats of strength you can only dream of!”
“Three natives and two Gaijin going into this one. And the reception I get on commentary says how disrespectful I am because of it. Well if the Master Race of the East wants to make it personal, I'll bite. I'm going to take the Honour of Seishin title, rub it in the faces of the natives and call it something else like the Honour of Omanko. It'll amuse me no end to hear the voice team tiptoe around it. There is my battle statement Seishin, and if your hero's and anti heros want to stop me being a disrespecful Kusse... just remember you fired those shots first... I'm dropping the Fat Man...”
Flipping off the camera, the shot went to static.
