End Of Days
Posted: Sun Jul 28, 2013 2:29 pm
A battle that would forever shape the Diva's division was about take place. It would send ramifications throughout the EBWF for centuries to come. Volcanoes would erupt, Poseidon himself would emerge from the ocean to give the match his blessing and foreign countries would watch this war with respectful fear.
Kaitlyn, she of two toned hair, would extract her vengeance upon Torrie Wilson for vanquishing her from the Queen of the Ring tournament and she would pay the steepest price of them all. Torrie, despite all of her accolades, would come to find that revenge is a dish best served with pinto beans and muffins. Kaitlyn, the warrior of all warriors, trained fiercely for this match by watching an entire season of a reality show known as "Whisker Wars". Gentleman with huge beards faced each other in fierce combat to determine just who had the more impressive beard.
"When two beards cross paths the more impressive beard has the right of way".
This would be sentiment that Kaitlyn would take into this battle. The meaning behind it was as clear as day. It simply couldn't be ignored. Although Kaitlyn and Torrie could never truly grow a beard, Kaitlyn would summon her inner beard. A beard far more powerful than one could possibly imagine. Torrie's metaphorical beard would not be able to stand a chance she would leave the arena as a loser.
Todd Grisham had posed a question to Kaitlyn. She could only grin with confidence. A question that had been asked many times but had countless potential answers.
"What are your plans for victory tonight?"
What were her plans indeed.
"Bitch, don't kill my vibe." Is what she thought but didn't actually say because that would be rude.
"Well, Todd.." It was at this moment that time froze. What answer could possibly come forth to enlighten all who heard it? Would this more precious answer melt the faces of all those who were unworthy to hear it? The anticipation was killing you.
"I'm going to spear her."
Angels sung. The clouds parted and heavenly rays covered all of mankind. Any child given birth on this day would be forever blessed. Those in the arena for Sacrifice would never be the same. "I'm going to spear her" would forever be sung in harmonious unity until the Earth's last day.
Kaitlyn, she of two toned hair, would extract her vengeance upon Torrie Wilson for vanquishing her from the Queen of the Ring tournament and she would pay the steepest price of them all. Torrie, despite all of her accolades, would come to find that revenge is a dish best served with pinto beans and muffins. Kaitlyn, the warrior of all warriors, trained fiercely for this match by watching an entire season of a reality show known as "Whisker Wars". Gentleman with huge beards faced each other in fierce combat to determine just who had the more impressive beard.
"When two beards cross paths the more impressive beard has the right of way".
This would be sentiment that Kaitlyn would take into this battle. The meaning behind it was as clear as day. It simply couldn't be ignored. Although Kaitlyn and Torrie could never truly grow a beard, Kaitlyn would summon her inner beard. A beard far more powerful than one could possibly imagine. Torrie's metaphorical beard would not be able to stand a chance she would leave the arena as a loser.
Todd Grisham had posed a question to Kaitlyn. She could only grin with confidence. A question that had been asked many times but had countless potential answers.
"What are your plans for victory tonight?"
What were her plans indeed.
"Bitch, don't kill my vibe." Is what she thought but didn't actually say because that would be rude.
"Well, Todd.." It was at this moment that time froze. What answer could possibly come forth to enlighten all who heard it? Would this more precious answer melt the faces of all those who were unworthy to hear it? The anticipation was killing you.
"I'm going to spear her."
Angels sung. The clouds parted and heavenly rays covered all of mankind. Any child given birth on this day would be forever blessed. Those in the arena for Sacrifice would never be the same. "I'm going to spear her" would forever be sung in harmonious unity until the Earth's last day.