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Atara Raven · (01-14-2020)

Nothing is Softer or more Flexible than Water, yet Nothing Can Resist It
- Lao Tzu-

The days were counting down quickly to the Sickest Event of the year and with each passing hour almost little to nothing could hamper the high spirits Atara found herself in. The vagaries of her career thus far, the possible road bump ahead at Anarchy, not even a tongue lashing from Madison Dyson could distract her from the title match ahead. Atara couldn't explain it, she had been less excited about her Universal Title match and honestly she expected Vegas odds were going to be about the same this bout.

Maybe it was Noah. A great competitor that was fun to watch and a XWF star on the rise. Atara wasn't afraid he might stab her eyes out after the match. He was giving her a one on one shot gold. She was confident in one on one. Thus far, anytime she had multiple opponents or a partner things went sour in some form or fashion. Mostly her own doing but if Anarchy had proved anything, she was a capable solo competitor.

Undefeated on Vinnie Lane's brand, the first show of the year was the last hurdle before she could focus solely on Mr. Jackson. The last opportunity to work on the kinks in her game. Atara could only hope this Norrison kid was going to make for a good sparring partner. Hopefully he knew his role in the grand scheme of things. No funny business, no delusions of grandeur, just put on a show and take the L. He had nothing to gain, he was dead anyway right? What could a Zombie want or expect for itself other than a fresh plate of brains for being a good boy.

Her face was already on the posters for C*ntfest, t-shirts made, plane ticket bought and hotel booked, If some angsty zombie kid thought he might ruin this for her, oh boy, did he have another coming. Atara was well versed in myth and legend and all the monsters and beasts therein. She knew stories had seen first hand the superstitious folk of her homeland deal with the revenant undead. It would be a shame for Zane to be put down for good, especially after just getting that sweet ride of his.

Cut the tendons behind the knee, severe the Achilles, elbow tendons, a spike through his mouth or skull. Bury him deeper and weigh it down. Zombie boy might not die, but there would definitely not he a return of the living dead. There would be no midnight strolls to makeout hill for some clothes on clothes dry corpse humping. Just an eternity in a black abyss with only his thoughts. All of the rest of time to ponder on why he just didn't take the L.

"Just take the loss Zane..." The words were but a whisper, spoken to no one but herself. Words lost amongst the cacophony of voices and the music around her.

Not the typical scene of an Atara appearance, but her and those with her were in full C*ntfest mode. Taking the advice of and jumping on Robbie Bourbons FUN campaign, Aphrodite's earthly embodiment was surrounded by revelry. It was as if Dionysus himself had decended from Olympus to plan this little promotional event.

Atara's Cuntfest Pre-Game Pool Party

In hindsight, putting her name infront of C*ntfest was a bad idea, but those two words judging by other superstar statements would have been enough to generate a crowd. The camera focused on a bikini clad Atara sitting in a lounge chair. Pool side, music booming, her voice was almost drowned out.

"Hello Doves, we are just little more than two weeks away from the Sickest event of the year! As you can see and hear, the XWF Universe is in full pool party mode. If your in the area, grab that swimsuit and come on down for my C*ntfest Pre-Game Pool Party. It's just a twenty dollar charge, all the alcohol you can drink, and even a few XWF stars and some celebrities are here. Have some FUN, dance, drink, and help a good cause before we head to the land down under. All profits will be going to the Noah Jackson Save-a-Cunt Wallaby Effort.

Lifting up out of her chair, Atara motioned for the camera to follow her through a mass of gyrating bodies, stopping once or twice herself she joined in before she suddenly fan girl jawdropped and excitedly pointed off screen for the camera to focus.

"Zac Efron!"
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For some reason, it seemed no one knew it was Zac Efron and it wasn't until Atara shouted that the Hollywood star was stampeded by anything with ovaries. Pulling the camera lens away from a young man being savagely torn apart, Atara moved through dancing bodies again.

"He's not the only special guest in attendance Doves, look over there. Jon Ham and Betty...wait what...Betty White?!?"

"Charity knows no age or generational gap, and apparently neither does getting your groove on! Get down here quick Doves because look!"

"Drezdin Knuckles 2020 Bitches!!!"
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Atara's mouth was open to comment on Thunder Knuckle's when a commotion was heard off screen. Her eyes had went wide with horror looking upward. The scene faded to black with Atara screaming...

"Robbie! Do not jump from there!"

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