BOLEKS OPEN CHALLENGE!
ALEKSANDER BOLEK vs. ????????????
The World’s Women’s Wrestling Champion stands looking impatient in the ring. She taps her toe on the ground for a moment before shouting again.
Deborah: Oh Marissaaaaa. Girl, I know you’re here. Not like you at all to refuse the spotlight. Maybe you’re not ready-
Deborah’s words are cut off by “Sex Metal Barbie” exploding through the PA. The capacity London crowd roar in approval as Marisa walks onto the stage in her sexy Union Jack attire with a look that combines curiosity with frustration.
She makes her way down to the ring, taking periodic moments to smile at her adoring fans as she approaches. Eventually, she makes it to the ring and slowly enters.
Deborah: Hey, I understand why you might be scared of these size 14s, but relax for a minute, will ya?
Deborah: I didn’t call you out here to put another beating on you… Though I’ve obviously already proven I can.
Marisa smirks and tries to step to Deborah after the sign of disrespect, but the women’s champion relents and backs down.
Deborah: Okay, okay… Just listen.
Deborah: Right now, there’s nothing I’d rather do that call a referee out here, tell them to ring the bell, and settle this once and for all… However, you and I both have bigger problems right now.
Deborah: Because last night, I was viciously assaulted for like, no reason. That might fly with some other doormat women in this division, but it sure as shit ain’t gonna happen with Deborah Soto.
The crowd lays off Deborah Soto for a moment, not sure what to make of this fiery declaration.
Deborah: And Marisa… You’re a lot of things, but I can tell you after watching you get dropped by the newest scene queens here in this company week after week after week?
Deborah: You are no doormat, either. After all, it takes a real stubborn bitch like you to keep coming back to me. It takes a real stubborn bitch to keep stepping to the biggest star in this company without a second thought.
Deborah steps up to Marisa Welch-Mac and nods at her.
Deborah: If my math is right, that makes two of the most stubborn bitches on the block inside of this ring right now.
Deborah: Look, I don’t know what your issue is with the House of Faith and I don’t care. Until they put their hands on me, it wasn’t any of my business. Now? It’s Gramazon business.
Deborah: I think you and I can both agree, Marisa… We don’t want anything getting between us on October 21st at OCW Hard Target. I don’t want interferences, I don’t want distractions, and I damn sure don’t want any excuses from you when I stand over your body holding MY OCW World’s Women’s Wrestling championship.
Deborah: So next Friday on RIOT… How about you and I teach those violet skanks a lesson and end this House of Faith nonsense once and for all?
Marisa looks around as the London crowd is completely on board, she thinks about it for a minute and examines the champion from head to toe, as if she is certain that Deborah is up to something. Soto does not flinch, staring directly into Marisa’s eyes. She gives a nod once again and hands her microphone to Marisa.
The Turbo Thot paces around the ring for a moment, reviewing the feedback from the London crowd. After a few moments, she steps back to Deborah in the center of the ring.
Marisa: I don’t like you. I don’t trust you. I damn sure don’t want to team with you. We will never be buddies.
Marisa: ...But you’re right, I’ve worked too damn hard over the last 3 years to finally get to this moment. My chance to finally become OCW Women’s World Champion.
Marisa glares at Deborah’s championship strap before tapping her fake French tip nails on it. Deborah pulls away and dusts off her title. Marisa rolls her eyes and continues speaking.
Marisa: I have not gone through all of that just so I can be used as a stepping stone for two absolute creeps with bad makeup and dated church attire.
Marisa: I thought I took care of this problem a week ago, but it looks like I was wrong.
Marisa: So if teaming with you is my best shot at getting the House of Faith off my back and walking into Hard Target without any distractions?
Marisa: If teaming with you is what it takes before I can finally beat your ass inside this ring without eyes in the back of my head?
Marisa: So be it. And Deborah… Once we’re through with those two, that’s exactly what I’m going to do.
The crowd roars in approval as Marisa drops the microphone and extends her hand. Soto smiles back, clearly happy with the answer she got.
Deborah steps around the extended hand of Marisa and exits the ring, holding her championship over her shoulder. We can hear her say “We ain’t there yet. See you Friday, though.” into the camera as the crowd show their disappointment over the lack of a handshake.
“Sex Metal Barbie” blasts through the PA system once more as the stage has been set.
Next Friday on OCW RIOT, it will be the House of Faith vs Marisa Welch-Mac and Deborah Soto just 8 days before they will battle for the OCW World Women’s Wrestling championship at OCW Hard Target.
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