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Caroline O'Hara Burchill · **11-15-2014, 06:05 PM**

Well, well, well. What did I tell you all? The Queen has slayed all who opposed her and I was the one who had my hand raised high as I emerged victorious. Darkwynd and Tyson Fury were nothing more but annoying little pests that were crushed beneath my feet. I made my goal, set out to do so, and I accomplished just that. Aftet all, the Queen always gets exactly what she wants. Those two fuckers thought that they were going to get the best of me but I was just one step ahead of them. I bet they're sulking and throwing temper tantrums like the little pathetic fuckboys that they are. They didn't even put up that much of a match! Honestly, they're a fucking disgrace to this entire federation. God, I'm so glad that I'm done with those two. I beat them as I said that I would do and have made my mark here.

And after my glourious, crowning moment, I get placed in a match against another dweeb: Richard Tessmocker. I'm not really sure what I should make out of him, really.

He lost his debut match whereas I won mine, so that's already one strike against him. I actually can't believe that I have to go up against some loser that got butter-socked by his obsessive, maniac-depressive boyfriend. You know, that hobbit boy Frodo. Isn't Richard supposed to be a third generation wrestler? Isn't he supposed to be some kind of a wrestling prodigy? Well, he isn't impressing anyone around here already. I bet he's going to run his mouth about how he's going to beat me and all, but really, he's going to sound overly redundant like Darkwynd and Fury. And, ironically enough, he will have the exact same outcome as they did: Richard Tessmocker will be on the losing end of the spectrum.

Again.

For the second consecutive time in a row.

And then he's gonna cry like the little baby bitch that he is. That will be a picture-perfect moment. It will be fucking priceless.

Richard. . . sweetheart, it's best if you just laid down on the mat and let me pin you. It will save both of us the trouble. Or you can still stand and try with all your might to try and go one-on-one with me, but I will have to beat the everlasting shit out of you. Besides, I think that you would want to keep that pretty face of yours in tact.

Now, if you'll excuse me, the Queen needs her rest. Hopefuuly Richard will have something to say... unless he's still crying from his lost. Pffft. I bet he is. After all, he's nothing more but a fucking loser.

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