It was Monday the seventeenth of May that the Cerebral Lassassin made her first appearance on the flagship show of EBWF, Monday Night Warfare, since the passing of her father. The last time before that was after WrestleMania when she made it known to everyone that she is the rightful champion, that she pinned Tam Nakano first, that Raquel Diaz had resorted to bribing the referee in order to ensure that she would be declared the winner no matter what.
Due to Raquel Diaz and Leva Bates intimidating the spineless, coward jellyfish better known as Angelina Love, the Cerebral Lassassin was given an ultimatum. Becky either had to hand over the Women’s Championship that she won at WrestleMania to Raquel Diaz or face suspension.
Much to the surprise of everyone, Becky Lynch decided to give the title that she won to Raquel Diaz, but it was not a peaceful transition. Becky laid the belt on the mat and dared Raquel to come and take it. The music of the wannabe champion hit the PA System, and the crowd all made an evil hiss.
However, Raquel didn’t enter the ring, and everyone was wondering what was going. A moment or two later, Leva Bates came in through the crowd and attacked Becky from behind like a coward, and Raquel joined in on the beating. Because neither Raquel nor Leva could take Becky Lynch on their own or together head on, they decided to take the coward’s way out with one attacking her from behind and the other joining in on the beating.
With Becky knocked out, Raquel and Leva decided to bore people with a promo that no one cared about. Raquel was so desperate to get people to pay attention to her that she made the claim that Becky was the one to pay off the referee just to lose. This was a claim that everyone rolled their eyes at considering the fact that Raquel comes from a family whose motto is “Lie, Cheat, and Steal.”
While Becky Lynch provided legitimate concrete evidence of Raquel paying off the referee to declare her the winner at WrestleMania, Raquel went by word of mouth. Given the history of the Guerrero family, word of mouth from Raquel is about as trustworthy as a handshake deal with Ian Rotten.
So, during her time away to continue grieving the loss of her father, Raquel Diaz and Leva Bates put on a match that everyone was rumored to either fell asleep during or bombarded the match with “We Want Becky” and “You Both Suck” chants. Obviously they wanted nothing to do with the match unless Becky was involved. If one told Becky Lynch this, she would respond with “What the fook do ya expect? I’m not there to make it interestin’ and give people their money’s worth.”
Now, Becky finds herself having to waste her time in a useless tournament that she wants nothing to do with for the second year in a row. She finds herself in the Queen of the Ring tournament, the very tournament that she won exactly one year ago. She feels the same way now about the tournament as she did a year ago. She finds it to be a waste of her time, especially for someone of her stature, the biggest star in the industry, a leading lady in Hollywood. The only convenience is that the very person that attacked her from behind like a coward, Leva Bates, is also in this match so it gives the Cerebral Lassassin a chance at revenge.
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Scene 1
Starring: Becky Lynch and Winter
Camera Status: OFF
We are now three weeks removed from the cowardly attack on Becky Lynch perpetrated by Raquel Diaz and Leva Bates and we see a group of workers backstage talking among themselves. The chattering from the workers dies down once they see Becky Lynch and Winter walking down the hallway, and they immediately move to the sides of the hallway, pressing themselves against the wall. They of course know what transpired three weeks ago and they know the temper of the Cerebral Lassassin, therefore they are giving her a wide berth.
The duo collectively known as Fire and Ice continue walking through the hallway and make their way to their locker room. Becky places her bag on the bench before taking a seat on the bench right next to her bag in order to take off her shoes. While untying her shoes, Becky breaks the silence that filled the room. “This is un-fookin’- believable. First, those two worthless bitches double teamed me like fookin’ cowards because they couldn’t take me otherwise, even if I were a quadriplegic and struck blind, deaf, and dumb. Now, I have to be in this meaningless tournament AGAIN! I fookin’ won it last year and I have to do this shite again?! I’M THE BIGGEST STAR IN THIS COMPANY!!! I’M THE FOOKIN’ CHAMPION!!!”
“Well, Rebecca…” The Satanic Diva begins. “While it is true that you are the EBWF Women’s Champion, you really are unable to call yourself the Women’s Champion without the belt itself.”
The Cerebral Lassassin looks up at Winter with a smirk. The Satanic Diva raises an eyebrow. “Rebecca?”
Becky stands up and whispers into Winter’s ear. “Look in my bag.” The Satanic Diva raises an eyebrow and unzips the bag as the Cerebral Lassassin walks toward the shower room.
Once Winter opens the bag, her eyes widen at what she sees and a smirk forms on her face. “Is… Is that what I think it is, Rebecca?”
The Cerebral Lassassin smirks. “Yer eyes aren’t lyin’ to ya. What ya see is exactly what’s in there.”
The Satanic Diva chuckles and shakes her head. “Oh, you… You’re learning too much from me.”
Becky lets out a laugh before responding. “I had a feelin’ that they’d pull somethin’, so that was my insurance policy.”
Winter, impressed by the sneakiness, asks Becky, “So, when are you planning on letting the cat out of the bag?”
“All in due time, Winter…” Becky says. “All in due time. I’ll let it be known when I think the time’s right.”
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Scene 2
Starring: Becky Lynch and Winter
Camera Status: ON
“Celtic Invasion” by CFO$ hits the PA System and the colors change from normal to shades of green and orange. The crowd rises to their feet and collectively sing along. The singing from the crowd is only interrupted once the entrance curtain opens and the Cerebral Lassassin better known as Becky Lynch walks out onto the stage with the Satanic Diva also known as Winter by her side. Wasting little time, the duo known as Fire and Ice make a beeline for the ring.
“Ladies and gentlemen…” Christy begins. “Please welcome the Cerebral Lassassin, BECKY LYNCH and the Satanic Diva, WINTER!”
The Cerebral Lassassin and the Satanic Diva climb up onto the apron and enter the ring. Becky walks toward Christy and snatches the microphone out of her hand as “Celtic Invasion” cuts out. Once Becky’s theme cuts out, it is replaced by the crowd continuing to sing her theme as she paces around the ring from side to side like a caged animal.
After a good five minutes, the crowd begins to die down. Becky, with a stoic look on her face, raises the microphone up. “Three weeks ago, I was standin’ in this ring, wearin’ the EBWF Women’s Championship, MY Women’s Championship. I was ordered by that spineless coont, Angelina Love, to give MY BELT WHICH I WON to Raquel Diaz or face suspension.”
The crowd boos and the camera pans to various signs of which say “Becky’s the Real Champ” and “Becky was robbed.” There is also a very graphic sign that depicts Becky drinking out of Raquel’s skull with her feet propped up on a desk fashion from the skeletal remains of Leva Bates.
“Against my better judgement, I foolishly decided to let Raquel have MY belt that is if she could come take it from me. I was lettin’ her know that I wasn’t lettin’ her take my belt without a fight!” The crowd cheers at the bravado of Becky Lynch. “So, there I was. I was ready fer a fight with that overrated little bitch that stole my title at WrestleMania through bribery. Then from behind came Leva Bates…”
The crowd instantly begins booing at the mention of Leva’s name. “Leva attacked me from behind and then Raquel decided to jump in. These two gutless nobodies attacked me and took the belt, MY belt.” The crowd boos furiously, but none is more furious than the Cerebral Lassassin herself, Becky Lynch.
“Those two thought that they could take out Becky Lynch, the biggest star in this company, the biggest star in this entire industry. Like everything they do, Raquel and Leva failed, because I’M STILL STANDIN’!” The crowd cheers raucously, happy to see their heroine in perfect health. “Everyone who’s anyone knows that I don’t stay down fer long.”
“It came to my understandin’ that Raquel and Leva had a two out of three falls match. I didn’t watch because it wasn’t interestin’ at all. Ya couldn’t fill a thimble with the amount of fooks I didn’t give about that match, and hey, let’s be honest. Did anyone here care to see that match?” The crowd lets out a collective “NO!”
“And who woulda made that match worth watchin’?” Becky asks. The erupts into exceedingly loud chants of “BECKY! BECKY! BECKY!”
“Yer damn right.” Becky says before the crowd cheers. “So, Raquel gets to parade around with the belt that she only got because she bribed the referee and because I was threatened with suspension if I didn’t give the baby her bottle, which while temptin’, I wasn’t leavin’ my fans to be bored by her or Leva or anyone else not named Becky Lynch or Winter.” The crowd lets out a huge cheer and erupts into further Becky chants.
“While Raquel gets to run around with the title that she never won, I have to be in this tournament… again.” The crowd erupts into boos. “Everyone knows how I feel about this tournament. Everyone remembers what I had to say about this tournament last year. Truth be told, my views on this tournament haven’t changed. I still find it to be a waste of time.” The crowd cheers and erupts into a ‘Waste of time’ chant.
“But ya know what? I see a silver linin’ in this. Originally, I was gonna tell Angelina to shove this tournament up her arse just before tellin’ her to go jump off a bridge while wearin’ cement shoes. That was until they decided that one of my opponents should be Leva Bates.” The crowd again boos at the mention of Leva Bates.
“Leva, it really doesn’t matter what yer goin’ by now. Comic book cosplayin’ nerd or librarian, I really don’t give a damn. It doesn’t matter.” Becky says as she glares into the camera lens. “What does matter is what happens here in this ring tonight. I’ll spell it out fer ya. What I’m gonna do to ya is gonna redefine brutality. Ya step into this ring with me, face to face if ya got any goots, and I’ll break my foot off in yer arse.” The crowd cheers wildly at the remark made by Becky.
“I owe ya fer three weeks ago and fer everythin’ ya said about me. Who are ya to insinuate that I’m lyin’ about Raquel payin’ off the referee at WrestleMania in order to ensure she was declared the winner in MY place?! Unless maybe…” Becky slowly shakes her head. “Maybe the referee weren’t the only one on her payroll. So, tell me. How much did she pay ya to regurgitate her shite? Well, it doesn’t matter how much she paid ya, because yer medical bills are gonna outweigh every single penny in yer bank account. I’m gonna make it my mission in this match that ya don’t walk out. PERIOD!” The crowd cheers.
“I hope that whatever Raquel paid ya to be her personal gobshite was worth it, because I’m tellin’ ya right here and now that ya won’t be able to enjoy it. When ya get into this ring with me, I won’t give ya the option of tap or snap. The only choice yer gettin’ from me is ‘Ambulance’ or ‘Morgue’. Ya attacked me from behind like a coward, because ya know deep down inside, where yer goots would be if ya had any, that in a straight up fight, I’d beat ya senseless. Tonight, that’s what I’m gonna do. I’m gonna beat ya senseless. There won’t be any officials to stop me. The Red Cross won’t be able to stop this. The one hundred and eighty second airborne wouldn’t be able to handle what I have in store fer ya.”
“What I’m bringin’ tonight, just fer ya, is an arse whippin’ the likes of which that no one has ever seen. Ya tried to take me out over the fact that I had my Women’s Championship that was stolen from me. Both ya and Raquel tried to break me, but like two weeks ago, ya couldn’t get the job done. I’m still here, and when ya step into the ring with me tonight, I’ll break ya. The difference between you and me is I’ll get the job done. That’s not a threat. It’s a promise.” Becky says as the crowd cheers.
”I know we’re not alone in this match. We have the odd one out, Taya Valkyrie. I can only say this. If Taya thinks that she’s sendin’ me on the Road to Valhalla, she’s got another thing comin’. Same thing applies to her. If she steps into the ring with me, she’ll be carried out, because what I’m plannin’ to do tonight is turn this arena into a charnel house, and I’m startin’ with the both of ya, especially Leva Bates. Straight Fire is comin’. Ya can’t stop it. Ya can’t extinguish it. All ya can do is pray--”
The camera catches Winter chuckling and shaking her head. “Like that’ll help.”
“Pray to whatever deity ya choose that the eternal flame of Straight Fire doesn’t incinerate ya.”
Due to Raquel Diaz and Leva Bates intimidating the spineless, coward jellyfish better known as Angelina Love, the Cerebral Lassassin was given an ultimatum. Becky either had to hand over the Women’s Championship that she won at WrestleMania to Raquel Diaz or face suspension.
Much to the surprise of everyone, Becky Lynch decided to give the title that she won to Raquel Diaz, but it was not a peaceful transition. Becky laid the belt on the mat and dared Raquel to come and take it. The music of the wannabe champion hit the PA System, and the crowd all made an evil hiss.
However, Raquel didn’t enter the ring, and everyone was wondering what was going. A moment or two later, Leva Bates came in through the crowd and attacked Becky from behind like a coward, and Raquel joined in on the beating. Because neither Raquel nor Leva could take Becky Lynch on their own or together head on, they decided to take the coward’s way out with one attacking her from behind and the other joining in on the beating.
With Becky knocked out, Raquel and Leva decided to bore people with a promo that no one cared about. Raquel was so desperate to get people to pay attention to her that she made the claim that Becky was the one to pay off the referee just to lose. This was a claim that everyone rolled their eyes at considering the fact that Raquel comes from a family whose motto is “Lie, Cheat, and Steal.”
While Becky Lynch provided legitimate concrete evidence of Raquel paying off the referee to declare her the winner at WrestleMania, Raquel went by word of mouth. Given the history of the Guerrero family, word of mouth from Raquel is about as trustworthy as a handshake deal with Ian Rotten.
So, during her time away to continue grieving the loss of her father, Raquel Diaz and Leva Bates put on a match that everyone was rumored to either fell asleep during or bombarded the match with “We Want Becky” and “You Both Suck” chants. Obviously they wanted nothing to do with the match unless Becky was involved. If one told Becky Lynch this, she would respond with “What the fook do ya expect? I’m not there to make it interestin’ and give people their money’s worth.”
Now, Becky finds herself having to waste her time in a useless tournament that she wants nothing to do with for the second year in a row. She finds herself in the Queen of the Ring tournament, the very tournament that she won exactly one year ago. She feels the same way now about the tournament as she did a year ago. She finds it to be a waste of her time, especially for someone of her stature, the biggest star in the industry, a leading lady in Hollywood. The only convenience is that the very person that attacked her from behind like a coward, Leva Bates, is also in this match so it gives the Cerebral Lassassin a chance at revenge.
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Scene 1
Starring: Becky Lynch and Winter
Camera Status: OFF
We are now three weeks removed from the cowardly attack on Becky Lynch perpetrated by Raquel Diaz and Leva Bates and we see a group of workers backstage talking among themselves. The chattering from the workers dies down once they see Becky Lynch and Winter walking down the hallway, and they immediately move to the sides of the hallway, pressing themselves against the wall. They of course know what transpired three weeks ago and they know the temper of the Cerebral Lassassin, therefore they are giving her a wide berth.
The duo collectively known as Fire and Ice continue walking through the hallway and make their way to their locker room. Becky places her bag on the bench before taking a seat on the bench right next to her bag in order to take off her shoes. While untying her shoes, Becky breaks the silence that filled the room. “This is un-fookin’- believable. First, those two worthless bitches double teamed me like fookin’ cowards because they couldn’t take me otherwise, even if I were a quadriplegic and struck blind, deaf, and dumb. Now, I have to be in this meaningless tournament AGAIN! I fookin’ won it last year and I have to do this shite again?! I’M THE BIGGEST STAR IN THIS COMPANY!!! I’M THE FOOKIN’ CHAMPION!!!”
“Well, Rebecca…” The Satanic Diva begins. “While it is true that you are the EBWF Women’s Champion, you really are unable to call yourself the Women’s Champion without the belt itself.”
The Cerebral Lassassin looks up at Winter with a smirk. The Satanic Diva raises an eyebrow. “Rebecca?”
Becky stands up and whispers into Winter’s ear. “Look in my bag.” The Satanic Diva raises an eyebrow and unzips the bag as the Cerebral Lassassin walks toward the shower room.
Once Winter opens the bag, her eyes widen at what she sees and a smirk forms on her face. “Is… Is that what I think it is, Rebecca?”
The Cerebral Lassassin smirks. “Yer eyes aren’t lyin’ to ya. What ya see is exactly what’s in there.”
The Satanic Diva chuckles and shakes her head. “Oh, you… You’re learning too much from me.”
Becky lets out a laugh before responding. “I had a feelin’ that they’d pull somethin’, so that was my insurance policy.”
Winter, impressed by the sneakiness, asks Becky, “So, when are you planning on letting the cat out of the bag?”
“All in due time, Winter…” Becky says. “All in due time. I’ll let it be known when I think the time’s right.”
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Scene 2
Starring: Becky Lynch and Winter
Camera Status: ON
“Celtic Invasion” by CFO$ hits the PA System and the colors change from normal to shades of green and orange. The crowd rises to their feet and collectively sing along. The singing from the crowd is only interrupted once the entrance curtain opens and the Cerebral Lassassin better known as Becky Lynch walks out onto the stage with the Satanic Diva also known as Winter by her side. Wasting little time, the duo known as Fire and Ice make a beeline for the ring.
“Ladies and gentlemen…” Christy begins. “Please welcome the Cerebral Lassassin, BECKY LYNCH and the Satanic Diva, WINTER!”
The Cerebral Lassassin and the Satanic Diva climb up onto the apron and enter the ring. Becky walks toward Christy and snatches the microphone out of her hand as “Celtic Invasion” cuts out. Once Becky’s theme cuts out, it is replaced by the crowd continuing to sing her theme as she paces around the ring from side to side like a caged animal.
After a good five minutes, the crowd begins to die down. Becky, with a stoic look on her face, raises the microphone up. “Three weeks ago, I was standin’ in this ring, wearin’ the EBWF Women’s Championship, MY Women’s Championship. I was ordered by that spineless coont, Angelina Love, to give MY BELT WHICH I WON to Raquel Diaz or face suspension.”
The crowd boos and the camera pans to various signs of which say “Becky’s the Real Champ” and “Becky was robbed.” There is also a very graphic sign that depicts Becky drinking out of Raquel’s skull with her feet propped up on a desk fashion from the skeletal remains of Leva Bates.
“Against my better judgement, I foolishly decided to let Raquel have MY belt that is if she could come take it from me. I was lettin’ her know that I wasn’t lettin’ her take my belt without a fight!” The crowd cheers at the bravado of Becky Lynch. “So, there I was. I was ready fer a fight with that overrated little bitch that stole my title at WrestleMania through bribery. Then from behind came Leva Bates…”
The crowd instantly begins booing at the mention of Leva’s name. “Leva attacked me from behind and then Raquel decided to jump in. These two gutless nobodies attacked me and took the belt, MY belt.” The crowd boos furiously, but none is more furious than the Cerebral Lassassin herself, Becky Lynch.
“Those two thought that they could take out Becky Lynch, the biggest star in this company, the biggest star in this entire industry. Like everything they do, Raquel and Leva failed, because I’M STILL STANDIN’!” The crowd cheers raucously, happy to see their heroine in perfect health. “Everyone who’s anyone knows that I don’t stay down fer long.”
“It came to my understandin’ that Raquel and Leva had a two out of three falls match. I didn’t watch because it wasn’t interestin’ at all. Ya couldn’t fill a thimble with the amount of fooks I didn’t give about that match, and hey, let’s be honest. Did anyone here care to see that match?” The crowd lets out a collective “NO!”
“And who woulda made that match worth watchin’?” Becky asks. The erupts into exceedingly loud chants of “BECKY! BECKY! BECKY!”
“Yer damn right.” Becky says before the crowd cheers. “So, Raquel gets to parade around with the belt that she only got because she bribed the referee and because I was threatened with suspension if I didn’t give the baby her bottle, which while temptin’, I wasn’t leavin’ my fans to be bored by her or Leva or anyone else not named Becky Lynch or Winter.” The crowd lets out a huge cheer and erupts into further Becky chants.
“While Raquel gets to run around with the title that she never won, I have to be in this tournament… again.” The crowd erupts into boos. “Everyone knows how I feel about this tournament. Everyone remembers what I had to say about this tournament last year. Truth be told, my views on this tournament haven’t changed. I still find it to be a waste of time.” The crowd cheers and erupts into a ‘Waste of time’ chant.
“But ya know what? I see a silver linin’ in this. Originally, I was gonna tell Angelina to shove this tournament up her arse just before tellin’ her to go jump off a bridge while wearin’ cement shoes. That was until they decided that one of my opponents should be Leva Bates.” The crowd again boos at the mention of Leva Bates.
“Leva, it really doesn’t matter what yer goin’ by now. Comic book cosplayin’ nerd or librarian, I really don’t give a damn. It doesn’t matter.” Becky says as she glares into the camera lens. “What does matter is what happens here in this ring tonight. I’ll spell it out fer ya. What I’m gonna do to ya is gonna redefine brutality. Ya step into this ring with me, face to face if ya got any goots, and I’ll break my foot off in yer arse.” The crowd cheers wildly at the remark made by Becky.
“I owe ya fer three weeks ago and fer everythin’ ya said about me. Who are ya to insinuate that I’m lyin’ about Raquel payin’ off the referee at WrestleMania in order to ensure she was declared the winner in MY place?! Unless maybe…” Becky slowly shakes her head. “Maybe the referee weren’t the only one on her payroll. So, tell me. How much did she pay ya to regurgitate her shite? Well, it doesn’t matter how much she paid ya, because yer medical bills are gonna outweigh every single penny in yer bank account. I’m gonna make it my mission in this match that ya don’t walk out. PERIOD!” The crowd cheers.
“I hope that whatever Raquel paid ya to be her personal gobshite was worth it, because I’m tellin’ ya right here and now that ya won’t be able to enjoy it. When ya get into this ring with me, I won’t give ya the option of tap or snap. The only choice yer gettin’ from me is ‘Ambulance’ or ‘Morgue’. Ya attacked me from behind like a coward, because ya know deep down inside, where yer goots would be if ya had any, that in a straight up fight, I’d beat ya senseless. Tonight, that’s what I’m gonna do. I’m gonna beat ya senseless. There won’t be any officials to stop me. The Red Cross won’t be able to stop this. The one hundred and eighty second airborne wouldn’t be able to handle what I have in store fer ya.”
“What I’m bringin’ tonight, just fer ya, is an arse whippin’ the likes of which that no one has ever seen. Ya tried to take me out over the fact that I had my Women’s Championship that was stolen from me. Both ya and Raquel tried to break me, but like two weeks ago, ya couldn’t get the job done. I’m still here, and when ya step into the ring with me tonight, I’ll break ya. The difference between you and me is I’ll get the job done. That’s not a threat. It’s a promise.” Becky says as the crowd cheers.
”I know we’re not alone in this match. We have the odd one out, Taya Valkyrie. I can only say this. If Taya thinks that she’s sendin’ me on the Road to Valhalla, she’s got another thing comin’. Same thing applies to her. If she steps into the ring with me, she’ll be carried out, because what I’m plannin’ to do tonight is turn this arena into a charnel house, and I’m startin’ with the both of ya, especially Leva Bates. Straight Fire is comin’. Ya can’t stop it. Ya can’t extinguish it. All ya can do is pray--”
The camera catches Winter chuckling and shaking her head. “Like that’ll help.”
“Pray to whatever deity ya choose that the eternal flame of Straight Fire doesn’t incinerate ya.”
