"Play It" by Sneakout cracked out from the PA, discoloring everyone's sight, in purple and green strobes!
--Oh no thick walls, are gonna block the waves,--
--No not quite space enough between that'd ever kill the bass,--
--Ooh aah that shaking rattling cracking you can't take it cause you know it rubs you wrong,--
Hate fell, as Wanton Vixen made her re-debut out in slow strut, chest up in full confidence.
--But does it rub you wrong?--
--Ooh you can fight it if you want, if you want--
--Yeah ooh you can fight it if you want, if you want--
--No use hiding while denying it,--
--You really don't want to fight so just join along,--
--Just join along.--
Taking her stand, center stage, Vixen pulls a mic from her trousers!
Music fades out, along with her seizure threatening mix of colors!
Throwing her head back, as she screams into it!
"Waaaaaaan-ton!! Vixxxxxx-in!!"
Boos roared! Attempting to spill over on her! They knew where she stood, and it was with only herself!
The villainess Emiko Sone, stood, in lowered microphone, as the crowd loudly jeered her! They knew she was here to blathe on about herself in brag!
Taking her time to raise an arm and grip the red mohawk mane, that was wild over her bean cap. She had time. Ornery fans gave her time.
A slow pull in it's removal, revealed a face they already knew! Though the original Emiko, had only ever vocally admitted it.
The boos built up in rise, though soon slumbered, to her mic rise.
Actually caring to hear delusional insanity in spurt on her accomplishments, within her own timeline!
Her smirk spoke out. "The Ethereal Mirage, huh?" tossing her mask aside. "Finally your disgustingly, true colors are coming out.."
A spiteful, rising hit-back from fans and their Emiko Villain only rose her voice above them, sneering in prideful smirk.
"Three years. All it took, to tear mine from caring about all you verminous halfwits. Watch us.. Watch, us destroy our bodies, For them, rather than our own sakes."
Her face had shifted in transformation, an expression of utter repulsion. Sight of the masses making her sick. But she must continue! Be strong!
"Y'see.. off-brand Boo Berry and I, had been going at it.." She gives an eyeroll-up of fictitious thought provoking process in play.
"Well.. since Starrcade 2019, where I won the GWA Women's Championship!" Yup. There it was. Her questionable claims of high success in her own progressing timeline.
Throwing head back in cackling laughter, as the audience rained against her in refute protest at. This wasn't her timeline and couldn't make such claims here!
"Hya.. hehya.. ya'll so easy to rile.." Taunting them, in wipe of a tear from her eye. "I needed that.. cuz, I'm bout to be pissed 'gain."
Her grin faltering, "Just happened for me tonight.. comin' outa 2022.." Brows start scrunching together, in beginning of her recount.
"It was the final seconds of me and Kodiak.." She gazed down at the in front of her, then those eye's rose up to the rafters. "Fighting for that case above."
Corner of her lips twinge. "My aim was excellent as always, hitting an uppercut on his itty bitty balls, hunching over, being all.."
Villainous Emiko brought a hand grip at her crotch and hunching in example, drawing out a downcast expression in mopey mock. "Oh... mah balllllss..."
Eyes fluttering up in light, she carried up a sick, wicked grin. "Then ah toss dat turd aside, off da ladder." Holding her stare into the lights for a moment..
Replaying that moment in her mind, engrossing it over, soaking the enjoyment again.. be it only about an hour ago or so for her. "Ah.. was right there.."
Then an onslaught of rage, bristling Emiko Vixen into a fiery glare. "Until blue trash, knocked over the ladder.." Hissing through her bare teeth.
Vixen gave a shake to her head, "Oh... Bubbles didn't leave it there., no.. she threw me.. to those, those.." A quivering frown struggled to bring the words!
Caught in an emotional trauma! Was it too soon to tell the tale of her horrid fate? "Those gross, lower class, loser people!" Body shuddering in the sickness of it!
Taking a step forward, fierce eyes focusing in scan across the mass. "So, now.. after I resolve her, in another ladder match, on her own turf, winner own XLL.."
Vixen briefly scoffs in arrogance. "Ah'm killing it. Just like Gee.. Zee.. Who..?" Her eyes narrowing, leaving her insinuation up for interpretation. "Then ah'll take care of Gothuca."
--Oh no thick walls, are gonna block the waves,--
--No not quite space enough between that'd ever kill the bass,--
--Ooh aah that shaking rattling cracking you can't take it cause you know it rubs you wrong,--
Hate fell, as Wanton Vixen made her re-debut out in slow strut, chest up in full confidence.
--But does it rub you wrong?--
--Ooh you can fight it if you want, if you want--
--Yeah ooh you can fight it if you want, if you want--
--No use hiding while denying it,--
--You really don't want to fight so just join along,--
--Just join along.--
Taking her stand, center stage, Vixen pulls a mic from her trousers!
Music fades out, along with her seizure threatening mix of colors!
Throwing her head back, as she screams into it!
"Waaaaaaan-ton!! Vixxxxxx-in!!"
Boos roared! Attempting to spill over on her! They knew where she stood, and it was with only herself!
The villainess Emiko Sone, stood, in lowered microphone, as the crowd loudly jeered her! They knew she was here to blathe on about herself in brag!
Taking her time to raise an arm and grip the red mohawk mane, that was wild over her bean cap. She had time. Ornery fans gave her time.
A slow pull in it's removal, revealed a face they already knew! Though the original Emiko, had only ever vocally admitted it.
The boos built up in rise, though soon slumbered, to her mic rise.
Actually caring to hear delusional insanity in spurt on her accomplishments, within her own timeline!
Her smirk spoke out. "The Ethereal Mirage, huh?" tossing her mask aside. "Finally your disgustingly, true colors are coming out.."
A spiteful, rising hit-back from fans and their Emiko Villain only rose her voice above them, sneering in prideful smirk.
"Three years. All it took, to tear mine from caring about all you verminous halfwits. Watch us.. Watch, us destroy our bodies, For them, rather than our own sakes."
Her face had shifted in transformation, an expression of utter repulsion. Sight of the masses making her sick. But she must continue! Be strong!
"Y'see.. off-brand Boo Berry and I, had been going at it.." She gives an eyeroll-up of fictitious thought provoking process in play.
"Well.. since Starrcade 2019, where I won the GWA Women's Championship!" Yup. There it was. Her questionable claims of high success in her own progressing timeline.
Throwing head back in cackling laughter, as the audience rained against her in refute protest at. This wasn't her timeline and couldn't make such claims here!
"Hya.. hehya.. ya'll so easy to rile.." Taunting them, in wipe of a tear from her eye. "I needed that.. cuz, I'm bout to be pissed 'gain."
Her grin faltering, "Just happened for me tonight.. comin' outa 2022.." Brows start scrunching together, in beginning of her recount.
"It was the final seconds of me and Kodiak.." She gazed down at the in front of her, then those eye's rose up to the rafters. "Fighting for that case above."
Corner of her lips twinge. "My aim was excellent as always, hitting an uppercut on his itty bitty balls, hunching over, being all.."
Villainous Emiko brought a hand grip at her crotch and hunching in example, drawing out a downcast expression in mopey mock. "Oh... mah balllllss..."
Eyes fluttering up in light, she carried up a sick, wicked grin. "Then ah toss dat turd aside, off da ladder." Holding her stare into the lights for a moment..
Replaying that moment in her mind, engrossing it over, soaking the enjoyment again.. be it only about an hour ago or so for her. "Ah.. was right there.."
Then an onslaught of rage, bristling Emiko Vixen into a fiery glare. "Until blue trash, knocked over the ladder.." Hissing through her bare teeth.
Vixen gave a shake to her head, "Oh... Bubbles didn't leave it there., no.. she threw me.. to those, those.." A quivering frown struggled to bring the words!
Caught in an emotional trauma! Was it too soon to tell the tale of her horrid fate? "Those gross, lower class, loser people!" Body shuddering in the sickness of it!
Taking a step forward, fierce eyes focusing in scan across the mass. "So, now.. after I resolve her, in another ladder match, on her own turf, winner own XLL.."
Vixen briefly scoffs in arrogance. "Ah'm killing it. Just like Gee.. Zee.. Who..?" Her eyes narrowing, leaving her insinuation up for interpretation. "Then ah'll take care of Gothuca."
