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Atara Raven · (01-08-2025)

It's once again that time.

That time when a world of desirous eyes would affix themselves to the blackened screens of a plethora of devices that wonderful world of technology had provided for the use of entertainment.

It was that time when yearning ears would attune themselves to those same screens and perhaps with the aid of headphones, would block out the cacophony of worldy distraction and the mundane noise of the daily grain.

Like the holy Shepard's flock on the Sabbath they unwittingly or even wittingly gathered a singular purpose. They held to those magical pieces of light, color, and sound for the moment it would spring to life and from the heavens to their hand, eyes, and ears her visage would appear. Her honeyed rasp would pour like ambrosia and the two words they had paused all life to hear would saturate the air and baptize the brain in only the right way.

It was time for two words too long since heard, since their Goddess had tended her birds. Two words and only two words would suffice to make their day. Two words worth the subscription XWF made them pay.

Too long had she left them panged but in that time her rules had not changed. For their unrequited adulation she poured her honey and gave them due consideration.

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And so the the time had passed, mere seconds stretched by a Mediterranean accent into an eternity and has her voice manifested into the mortal world so to did the incarnation of physical Greek beauty take shape in those little windows of this fast paced realm. Encapsulating Aegean blue orbs peered backed and entrapped her audience now. They held the world's attention before cutting to the less impressive but equally known man at her side.

The white haired longtime interviewer of the XWF, Steve Sayors.

Mic in hand and just as eager as the onlooker to hear more from Aphrodite Incarnate he starting this scene we have seen so many times before.[/align]

"Hello XWF Universe, I'm Steve Sayors and I'm with the Goddess of XWF, the newly returned Atara Raven. Now Atara, last time on Anarchy we saw a rather controversial finis..."

Nonchalantly, Atara had cut Steve off with but a gesture of her hand.

Clearly Steve, my opponent used his little time machine to come back and change the result the best he could and as we've seen in his promos he failed miserably even in that. Even tho I can't prove it, it's the only logical..." she started dismissively before being cut off herself.

"He still got the win Atara and put an immediate end to what we all had hope would be a triumphant return of Aphrodite Incarnate."

"But it was Steve," Atara started annoyed. "He may have gotten the W but the officials and my good FRIEND Thaddeus Dukes couldn't disprove it either. Both are shoulders where down and in the end The Goddess advances in the Bashmaster Classic."

Indeed you did Mrs. Raven, but it was a hiccup nonetheless and this Anarchy you go up...."

"Latoya Hix, yeah yeah.. we've seen the card Steve. No need to repeat it a thousand times in the same damn interviewer. Jesus effin Christ, did you forget how to do your job while I was gone. You're suppose to be the soundboard that advances the conservation no matter how monotonous it might be! Now ask me how I feel about my opponent."

"Umm...I mean...how do you feel.."

"She's a green as grass curtain jerker who's already overachieved in this tournament. Shes an effin crybaby toddler who can barely tear apart the backstage locker room during her little temper tantrums. Next effin question!

"Um...um...um.."

"What's my plan going into this match you ask? Great question. Just by showing up. Dumb bitch clearly hasn't done the first ounce of research on a single opponent this far and this match won't be any different. On paper, we match up quite evenly. Same size, same build. We both have the crowd on...whoa wait. No we don't. All she's got is her size.

But the crowd does...

"Stg Steve I will punch you in the dick if you interrupt me...

You said to ask questions Atara?! Move the conversation...no no. Wait...lemme tell you something, lemme tell you something...

SMACK! Toe to crotch, the former XFL Kicker pulverized the pelvis of the XWF's cowardly and courteous backstage correspondent before turning back to the camera.

"Jfc Steve, I've made monologues from a toilet more useful and thought provoking that whatever this skata is you call an interview. It's prolly why empty headed rookies with no ambition or imagination keep using you to push their agendas. Speaking of empty headed and unimaginative rookies who can't the most of this platform to progress in their careers...

Hello Latoya. I'm Atara Raven. I'm the end of your run in this tournament and pending what percentage Atty I choose to be on Anarchy, possibly the end of your time in wrestling. It's bune hard medical fact at this point I'm advancing so I hope you take this opportunity to learn from a veteran so in the event you do survive, your next showing will be more than a jobbing out to some nutlatching blonde on Warfare. The Storm is Coming, pfft. Bish can't drizzle enough to wet my t-shirt. I'll see you in the back afterwards. Bring an armadillo so you can read it up proper.

End scene. I gotta get to the daycare.

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