Post by Nicholas Gray on Jun 2, 2014 17:01:33 GMT -6
ANASTASIA STARLING vs. CANDACE ROCKERFELLER vs. CHAOS
This triple threat looked like it was going to do wonders for Chaos. His opponents were the incredibly slow to the learning curve Anastasia Starling and the struggling for any form of a win Candace Rockerfeller. Chaos dominated, as expected, proving to be too much for Rockerfeller once more. Starling tried to interject when she could, a kick here and there, but it was her nerves of picking her spots that ultimately kept her out of the way for a while. Rockerfeller started to mount a small comeback, but a missed Flash Photography started to get things back in the way of Chaos, who started to build momentum and nailed the Anarchy Rising brainbuster. It was looking to be another Chaos victory, but...Anastasia pushed him out of the way? It may have been debatable, as she looked like she was going to attempt going to the top rope herself, and may have accidentally tripped to push him out, but she wound up falling on top of Rockerfeller and for the first time in the history of RW, Anastasia Starling was declared the winner of a match! The crowd and Chaos seemed as stunned as he saw the referee raise Starling's hand in victory, only to watch as Starling jumped right into the arms of Coyote to celebrate! The party was going to continue as Ana seemed to practically dance up the aisle to celebrate her first victory and the fact her close friend was there only served to make it that much better.
WINNER: ANASTASIA STARLING?!
We find Eve trotting along the halls, looking wayward and aimless before she stops and focuses in on something off camera. With a confident stroll we see her line up, face to face with the (R)evolution Pro Champion Brando Martial alone. She smiles quaintly at him as he brandishes his belt on his shoulder, and returns a curt grin.
Brando Martial: If it isn't our newcomer. I guess this is as good a time as any to wish you welcome.
Eve eyes him over, before scoffing.
Eve: You can save it, Brando. I could see from where I was standing last show that look one your face. Why don't you stop hiding behind the mask for a minute and stop insulting me.
Brando Martial: You come in here, unannounced. You wave your banners. And on behalf of your nebulous ruler you decide to bring your problems here. And yet now we're talking of what matters are insulting?
Brando's smile fades and becomes a cold stare.
Eve: We've already done that talk. You're no concern to us Brando. Our matters are ours, and we will deal with them as such. Wherever they may lead-
Brando Martial: And those problems are my problem here. And they're leading you into my business. Which is my concern.
Eve: And still they aren't anything someone as little as you should be trying to push your way into.
Brando is now the one scoffing as he stares down on her.
Brando Martial: What is it exactly that makes you and your retainers so eager to call me little all the time? Do you not respect this title? Or the man behind it?
Eve stares at the belt a moment before she smirks and shakes her head.
Eve: I care about that title as much as you, Brando. But the man behind it has yet to do something that would even give any of us the inkling of concerns for him.
Brando's grin begins to return. Making a twisted creep back onto his face.
Brando Martial: Is that so? Good...
Iwakuma's Agent raises an eyebrow.
Eve: Am I supposed to be unnerved.
Brando Martial: You're merely supposed to suspect something, Eve. I just want you to get that feeling of wonder. You see; whenever I search up anything about you, there's always something left out. There's a trail, but the trail leads to little empty spaces and blacked out documents. Things gone cold, things intentionally left unexplored. But nonetheless you have these little threads left out.
Eve: We let you know what you need to about us, Brando.
The champion laughs heartily.
Brando Martial: I do very much the same.
He adjusts the belt as he looks over his shoulder.
Brando Martial: Everything you see. Isn't what you need to. It's simply what I allow to be seen. And what I allow is very thorough.
Eve: Should I be impressed yet? Or are you leading up to that?
Brando Martial: You'll see Eve. When I allow it. And when I allow you to see what I can do. I'll make sure it's on display. I won't leave missing links with all the useful bits left out like your cloak and dagger conglomerate. When I make an example, I'll be sure to mount it on a pike.
Eve: Ooooh~! That already sounds impressive!
She sarcastically bites seductively at him. Brando leans in closer, and gives a dry and cold smirk.
Brando Martial: And when you get mounted on that pike, Eve. I'll make sure Daisuke is there to watch.
The two give each other a heated stare, not breaking eye contact for a long and cold pause.
Eve: Remember that, Brando. When we walk over you. Remember that you could have simply let us pass.
Brando Martial: And I wish you all the best. Good luck out there, kid!
He patronizingly pats her on the shoulder as he departs with a devilish grin on his face. Leaving her to stand there and stare at him hatefully as he goes off and the camera cuts to black.