Hello, Big Boy...

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“Don’t you just enjoy the peace and quiet…” she starts, speaking softly as she stands in front of the window, staring down at the Las Vegas skyline. “…especially when it’s usually so loud, rambunctious, energetic even. When a few hours ago, days maybe, I was enveloped in the hustle and bustle, and surrounded by the raucousness.”

The Crimson Baroness looks over her shoulder towards the camera, that wry little smirk on her ruby red lips as she speaks once more. “But we silenced it.”

“Two weeks ago you all saw those pesky Brute Camp kids finally get what was coming to them…” she turns around, leaning back with both hands resting on the window sill, “…the crushing defeat at the hands of Keegan and myself. And they can thank their lucky stars that match wasn’t for the titles; that whoever felt they deserved a brief reprieve from having to be fighting champion saved them from being forgettable champions.”

“Becky and Butt Mason still hold those titles by the grace of someone who shall remain unnamed. And ever since that day I have heard but not a peep from them. No congratulations, no moaning or complaining about how they felt it was unfair, and certainly no realizations of their own inferiority. But perhaps I’m expecting too much from them…”

“Or I’m just not listening for them; I’m enjoying the silence that surrounds me now people are once again realizing why I am one of the most dangerous people around these parts. Becky and Butt Mason have fallen by the wayside, consigned to impeding realization that those belts can and will be plucked from their bosom soon enough. And yet my reach extends beyond them. To the usually vocal El Grande Malo – my opponent on the upcoming Pride show.”

“I understand your sudden onset mutism, Big Boy; you’ve probably reached the same conclusion that I have in the wake of At All Costs. You probably saw the card for Pride and, if you have an iota of intelligence in that masked head of yours, you may have realized that when Keegan and I defeated the Brute Camp. That when Los Dos Tontos beat those Limeys, that we both made cases as to future contenders for the Apex Tag Team titles.”

“However, whereas my dear Keegan has the misfortune of being paired with that awful, wretched little Pedro Gonzales, I have the pleasure and privilege of having to face the delightfully quirky El Grande Malo…” she giggles to herself, pushing some hair back over her shoulder as she pauses to make sure Malo picked up on the sarcasm, “…but before we do this, Big Boy, this dance in which we’re destined to partake, I need you to do me one small favour.”

“Rid yourself of these ridiculous dreams…”

“Abandon all hope of achieving any measure of success at my expense…”

“Realize that once I step outside of this silence, I will bring the pain down upon you in ways that the Limeys never could. In ways that make your outside excursions to the grimy depths of Atlantic City seem like walks in the park. Because as of right now, I haven’t been told that Keegan and I are receiving a title shot – even after out magnificent victory at At All Costs! After we humbled the champions! Which can only mean they want us to once again earn our shots. And that, Big Boy, does not bode well for you.”

“I have been earning my shots around here since day one, yet still they make me jump through these hoops. People bemoan my having a shot at the Carolinas Cup – despite my bringing it to prevalence! People play the sympathy card to try and claim a shot at the Apex title – and I get bumped from the main event to make way for them.”

“And it only leaves me in a bad mood, Big Boy. It means I’m walking into Thursday night with something stuck in my craw; I need to once again prove myself and if that means I wipe the ring with you at Pride, then so be it. If I have to leave you in a pool of your own blood, then I will. But that fire that burns within, that passion with which I wrestle, the destruction which I can bring. They will all be unleashed when I step into that ring with you, Big Boy. This Thursday I will not leave any questions about what I deserve here in LDFC. Because I will soon possess my third title belt, and neither Los Dos Tontos or Brute Camp will stand in my way. You will not escape my wrath, Big Boy, but I will step over your lifeless body on my path to greatness…”