Post by Violet Rayne on Feb 23, 2010 19:19:22 GMT -6
Violet Rayne waited backstage for the drums, and when those drums ripped apart the pressure dome air? She tore through the curtains at T1 in a blur of plaid and violet. The crowd gave her the rock star seal of go. As she did every single night, she connected with her fan base via eye contact, hand slaps, granny pantie flashes and secret Linux gang signs all the way down and into her 4 sides.
"The Northwest Passage is now officially open!" Violet declared with a microphone in hand, wasting little time. "And your beloved yet ugly step sister is pissed!" The crowd cheered her obvious emotion as she paced the ring like the #1 Cosmonaut in the known universe. "You see, Mr. Johnson knew how to let me operate. Mr. Johnson knew a good thing and let it free range all natural. But along comes Grandpa, mummy Johnson putting his fingers all up in my pie signs?" The crowd finally knew where she was going and they boo'd Grandpa Johnson's pie stained fingers. Until Violet Rayne held up a hand.
"Oh no, my little fruit cups. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining out here on the Mayhem wire. I'm not telling Grandpa, mummy Johnson to crawl back to the home and remember when wrestling needed meddling fossils like him in their high res loop. You want to up the vio-stakes on me? The Pressure Dome loves its carnage and so do I. But just remember this, karma is open 24/7 Pie Fingers and she always has the record of the digits. You stack the dome against me? Me?? The dome is going to stack back!" The crowd cheered as they had Violet Rayne's back. They chanted 'Princess' and she let 'em go until it down down natural.
"Julia Wilde, why you're in my rear view I'll never know. Your low res situation imploded only 30 clicks ago. Because I personally set you down on Platform 0-0-1 with a note that read: 'Please take care of this bear. She's got no future. Signed, The Future. P.S. She likes pineapple before bed.'" Violet lowered her imaginary note as the crowd cheered again. "I don't even want to know how you got Pie Finger's attention, maybe the House of Drew is a House of Joy? That's the picture lining my head."
"Cyborg, Russian, Dancing Daniels and her radiant ass..." Violet changed targets quickly, her expression changing to a more serious line. "I do know why you're in my rear view. You put me down on the tracks and closed the line. You and I? We are 100% unreseolved, DaDa and you've got my full respect for delivering the challenge you promised without a single pose. You've got my full attention now and you can ask Wilde how the story goes when my title is involved." The crowd agreed with Violet a smaller chant of 'Princess' came and went.
"One on one? There is no one in this company that can take the 'Cosmonaut' title from me in this Pressure Dome in the high orbit. But one on one on one on three?" Violet thought to herself for only a second before aiming her finger gun carefully at the nearest camera, "You're still going to have to be my side of perfect to take this from me." Violet Rayne fired into the camera two times, before turning away with a snap and thrusting her championship into the air for another pop of the crowd.