Last Monday night on Monday Night Warfare, the flagship show of the EBWF, the first round of the Queen of the Ring tournament kicked off with two matches. Both of these matches were triple threat matches. The first match of the tournament pitted the Cerebral Lassassin better known as Becky Lynch against the Librarian also known as Leva Bates and Taya Valkyrie. Not shocking at all, it was the Cerebral Lassassin that walked away victorious and will advance to the second round.
Now, the question stands. Who will advance to face Becky Lynch in the second round of the tournament. It will be one of three people. Will it be the Death Dealer also known as Rosemary? Will it be the legendary Trish Stratus, who Becky has been wanting to fight ever since Natalya screwed her over at SummerSlam last year? Or will it be the Satanic Diva, Becky Lynch’s closest friend, Winter?
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Scene 1: June 7, 2021
Starring: Becky Lynch and Winter
Camera Status: OFF
Following her victory over Taya Valkyrie and the Librarian better known as Leva Bates, the Cerebral Lassassin also known as Becky Lynch and the Satanic Diva better known as Winter are walking through the backstage area, conversing over her win.
“Well, that’s one down and two more to go.” Becky says to Winter, feeling bittersweet over her victory. “I wanted to break Leva Bates over what she and Raquel did to me.
“I think she got the message either way, Rebecca.” Winter says in an assuring tone. “However, it should matter not because you advanced to the next round while she was unable to.”
Becky nods her head in the affirmative. “Yeah, yer right. It doesn’t matter who I face next, because I’m goin’ to SummerSlam. I’m not leavin’ until I’m rightfully named the Women’s Champion like what shoulda happened at WrestleMania.”
“Rebecca…” Winter begins. “Your next opponent will be determined next week on Warfare. It could be one of three people. It could be that wannabe demon, Rosemary…”
“I’m not worried about Rosemary. She likes to claim that she’s this demon, yet she doesn’t seem to realize that I have the devil right by my side as my best friend.” Becky replies.
“It could also very well be Trish Stratus.” The Satanic Diva says as a look of disgust adorns her face.
Right when Becky hears the name ‘Trish Stratus,’ a sour look forms on her face, the same kind of look that Winter has on her face. “Trish Stratus…” The Cerebral Lassassin begins with spite in her voice. “I still have a score to settle with her datin’ back to last year when she vetoed my bein’ added to the title match at WrestleMania after I beat Shayna Baszler. Then, she decided to fook off fer months on end as a do nothin’ champion while I had to jump through every hoop imaginable just to get my shot. What happened when I got my shot at SummerSlam last year, her coont of a girlfriend screwed me over. So, then the title went missin’ again. Part of me wants her to win, because I wanna rip her arm off.”
The Satanic Diva stops dead in her tracks and this causes Becky to stop. “Or…”
The Cerebral Lassassin looks back at Winter with a raised eyebrow. “Or…?”
“You could very well face me, Rebecca.” Winter says matter of factly.
“If it were to happen, then it would happen. I want ya to know that if it does, nothin’ between us changes. We’re a team. Yer my best friend.” Becky says with a reassuring smile. “If it ends up that we face each other, then I want ya to do somethin’ fer me.”
“What is that, Rebecca?” The Satanic Diva asks with a raised eyebrow.
“If we face each other, I want ya to give me all ya got. Don’t hold back.” The Cerebral Lassassin says as she drapes her arm on Winter’s shoulders.
The Satanic Diva lets out a rare smile. “Should I emerge from this match victorious, then I will give you what you want, Rebecca. All I can say is that you should expect anything and everything, whether you face myself or Rosemary or…” A look of disgust forms on Winter’s face again. “Trish Stratus.”
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Scene 2
Starring: Becky Lynch and Winter
Camera Status: ON
It is now June 14, 2021 and the next episode of the flagship show of the EBWF, Monday Night Warfare, will be emanating from the State Farm Arena in Atlanta, Georgia. The arena packed to the rafters with screaming members of the EBWF fanbase, excited for another night of exciting EBWF action.
The lighting in the arena darkens until it is pitch black and the crowd begins cheering loudly as the guitar intro to “The Fight Song” by Marilyn Manson hits the PA System. Once the song picks up, pyro shoots up through the stage. The lighting in the arena changes to a lone crimson spotlight on the center stage. The jumbotron lights up and becomes adorned with a flaming inverted pentagram. The entrance curtain opens and out walks the Satanic Diva better known as Winter who is clad in a pair of black leather pants, a pair of black boots, a black top, black MMA-style gloves, and a black hooded ceremonial robe with crimson trim.
The Queen of Chaos, as she also likes to be called, is standing side by side with her best friend, the Cerebral Lassassin also known as Becky Lynch. The two are greeted by thunderous cheers from the adoring crowd. After a few moments, the duo known as Fire and Ice begin walking down the entrance ramp side by side.
“Please welcome at this time…” Christy Hemme begins. “The Queen of Chaos… The Satanic Diva… WINTER and The Cerebral Lassassin… The Lass Kicker… BECKY LYNCH!!!”
Winter and Becky both make their way to ringside. Becky climbs up onto the apron and enters the ring. Winter walks over toward the steel steps and slowly ascends them before stopping on the top step. After pausing for a moment, Winter raises her arms and the lighting in the arena returns to normal. Winter steps up onto the apron and into the ring before walking toward Christy. Christy hands her the microphone and bows out of the ring before the arena darkens to a lone crimson spotlight with Winter in the center. “The Fight Song” by Marilyn Manson cuts out as Winter raises the microphone up to her lips.
“Well, will wonders never cease? For the first time in ages, I find myself entering this ring to do battle tonight on Warfare…” Winter says. “So everyone here gets the rare treat of seeing myself in action. Who would have thought that I would be in this tournament again? Who would have thought that Rebecca would be in this tournament again?”
“Make no mistake about it. My views on this tournament align with those of Rebecca. This tournament, like Rebecca has said ad nauseam, is a waste of time, especially for us. But…” The Satanic Diva pauses for a moment and smirks. “Unlike Rebecca, who has absolutely no use for this tournament, I see myself being a part of this as a good thing. Why do I see this as a good thing? Well, the answer is very simple. My reason for seeing this as good thing is because it just means that I have more souls to add to my collection. I have more people to torture and I can guarantee everyone that I shall enjoy every single moment of it.” The Satanic Diva stops for a few moments while the crowd cheers.
“Rosemary…” Winter begins. “The mind of Rosemary is like a hive. She is like an enigma. In order for one to truly understand Rosemary, one would have to be as twisted as she is. She is so twisted that not even Sigmund Freud would be able understand her. The only one that can truly understand her is me. I have been called many things throughout my existence. I have been called sick, twisted, demented, a psychopath, a sociopath, and the Devil, the latter of which I actually am. So, a fight between myself and Rosemary will be a fight that determines who is more twisted and trust me when I say this, I will be the rock that smashes that hive to bits. I will be the flamethrower that burns it to ashes.”
The crowd cheers before the Satanic Diva changes her thought process toward the other opponent, Trish Stratus. “Now, we come to Trish Stratus…” Winter says and the crowd responds by booing. “Trish, you were a do-nothing champion last year. You won the Royal Rumble in Rebecca’s place. You kept her out of the Women’s Championship match at WrestleMania XIX. You did this because you knew that Rebecca would overtake your popularity. At SummerSlam last year, they tried to dub the boos over the cheers that Rebecca got against you because you are unable ascertain the fact that she had the ability to become a bigger star than you and the biggest star in the company.”
“Look at her now. She is more popular than you could have ever dreamed of being. She has become a star in Hollywood and is the biggest star in this company. Let us examine this. Any film that you were in was direct to DVD and ended up in a bargain bin at Wal-Mart, whereas any film that Rebecca has been in has sold out in theaters all over the world, and she has won awards for those films. So, I understand why you would want to keep her down, but seeing as this company now needs her, you have no say.”
The crowd cheers again before Winter continues. “While Rebecca would love nothing more than to face you again especially after Natalya cost her the match against you last year, that most decidedly will not be happening, because if anyone shall face Rebecca in the next round, it will be none other than myself. You see, her rage is my rage. She was robbed last year by your little fuck-buddy Natalya and like the good friend that I am, I will exact revenge on her behalf.”
“Rest assured, Trish, that the brutality that I shall bring will dwarf the brutality that Rebecca can bring. Tonight, when we do battle, you will be in for the most brutal evening of your life. I am going to punch you, kick you, throttle you, bludgeon you, batter you, and bloody you. The pain that I shall visit upon you will only stop when I wrap my arm around your neck and I start to squeeze like an anaconda. As you hold that last rasp of air so dearly in your lungs while I choke the life out of you, I want you to realize that you are suffocating. I want you to suffocate on the thoughts of all of those that you let down. I want you to suffocate on the thought of how you tried to hold Rebecca down last year. I want you to suffocate on the thought of being an absentee champion and how it handicapped the entire division because of your ego. I just want you to suffocate, period. When you either tap out or black out, you will know that you are nowhere near my league and it will further prove that you are not in league of Rebecca.”
Now, the question stands. Who will advance to face Becky Lynch in the second round of the tournament. It will be one of three people. Will it be the Death Dealer also known as Rosemary? Will it be the legendary Trish Stratus, who Becky has been wanting to fight ever since Natalya screwed her over at SummerSlam last year? Or will it be the Satanic Diva, Becky Lynch’s closest friend, Winter?
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Scene 1: June 7, 2021
Starring: Becky Lynch and Winter
Camera Status: OFF
Following her victory over Taya Valkyrie and the Librarian better known as Leva Bates, the Cerebral Lassassin also known as Becky Lynch and the Satanic Diva better known as Winter are walking through the backstage area, conversing over her win.
“Well, that’s one down and two more to go.” Becky says to Winter, feeling bittersweet over her victory. “I wanted to break Leva Bates over what she and Raquel did to me.
“I think she got the message either way, Rebecca.” Winter says in an assuring tone. “However, it should matter not because you advanced to the next round while she was unable to.”
Becky nods her head in the affirmative. “Yeah, yer right. It doesn’t matter who I face next, because I’m goin’ to SummerSlam. I’m not leavin’ until I’m rightfully named the Women’s Champion like what shoulda happened at WrestleMania.”
“Rebecca…” Winter begins. “Your next opponent will be determined next week on Warfare. It could be one of three people. It could be that wannabe demon, Rosemary…”
“I’m not worried about Rosemary. She likes to claim that she’s this demon, yet she doesn’t seem to realize that I have the devil right by my side as my best friend.” Becky replies.
“It could also very well be Trish Stratus.” The Satanic Diva says as a look of disgust adorns her face.
Right when Becky hears the name ‘Trish Stratus,’ a sour look forms on her face, the same kind of look that Winter has on her face. “Trish Stratus…” The Cerebral Lassassin begins with spite in her voice. “I still have a score to settle with her datin’ back to last year when she vetoed my bein’ added to the title match at WrestleMania after I beat Shayna Baszler. Then, she decided to fook off fer months on end as a do nothin’ champion while I had to jump through every hoop imaginable just to get my shot. What happened when I got my shot at SummerSlam last year, her coont of a girlfriend screwed me over. So, then the title went missin’ again. Part of me wants her to win, because I wanna rip her arm off.”
The Satanic Diva stops dead in her tracks and this causes Becky to stop. “Or…”
The Cerebral Lassassin looks back at Winter with a raised eyebrow. “Or…?”
“You could very well face me, Rebecca.” Winter says matter of factly.
“If it were to happen, then it would happen. I want ya to know that if it does, nothin’ between us changes. We’re a team. Yer my best friend.” Becky says with a reassuring smile. “If it ends up that we face each other, then I want ya to do somethin’ fer me.”
“What is that, Rebecca?” The Satanic Diva asks with a raised eyebrow.
“If we face each other, I want ya to give me all ya got. Don’t hold back.” The Cerebral Lassassin says as she drapes her arm on Winter’s shoulders.
The Satanic Diva lets out a rare smile. “Should I emerge from this match victorious, then I will give you what you want, Rebecca. All I can say is that you should expect anything and everything, whether you face myself or Rosemary or…” A look of disgust forms on Winter’s face again. “Trish Stratus.”
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Scene 2
Starring: Becky Lynch and Winter
Camera Status: ON
It is now June 14, 2021 and the next episode of the flagship show of the EBWF, Monday Night Warfare, will be emanating from the State Farm Arena in Atlanta, Georgia. The arena packed to the rafters with screaming members of the EBWF fanbase, excited for another night of exciting EBWF action.
The lighting in the arena darkens until it is pitch black and the crowd begins cheering loudly as the guitar intro to “The Fight Song” by Marilyn Manson hits the PA System. Once the song picks up, pyro shoots up through the stage. The lighting in the arena changes to a lone crimson spotlight on the center stage. The jumbotron lights up and becomes adorned with a flaming inverted pentagram. The entrance curtain opens and out walks the Satanic Diva better known as Winter who is clad in a pair of black leather pants, a pair of black boots, a black top, black MMA-style gloves, and a black hooded ceremonial robe with crimson trim.
The Queen of Chaos, as she also likes to be called, is standing side by side with her best friend, the Cerebral Lassassin also known as Becky Lynch. The two are greeted by thunderous cheers from the adoring crowd. After a few moments, the duo known as Fire and Ice begin walking down the entrance ramp side by side.
“Please welcome at this time…” Christy Hemme begins. “The Queen of Chaos… The Satanic Diva… WINTER and The Cerebral Lassassin… The Lass Kicker… BECKY LYNCH!!!”
Winter and Becky both make their way to ringside. Becky climbs up onto the apron and enters the ring. Winter walks over toward the steel steps and slowly ascends them before stopping on the top step. After pausing for a moment, Winter raises her arms and the lighting in the arena returns to normal. Winter steps up onto the apron and into the ring before walking toward Christy. Christy hands her the microphone and bows out of the ring before the arena darkens to a lone crimson spotlight with Winter in the center. “The Fight Song” by Marilyn Manson cuts out as Winter raises the microphone up to her lips.
“Well, will wonders never cease? For the first time in ages, I find myself entering this ring to do battle tonight on Warfare…” Winter says. “So everyone here gets the rare treat of seeing myself in action. Who would have thought that I would be in this tournament again? Who would have thought that Rebecca would be in this tournament again?”
“Make no mistake about it. My views on this tournament align with those of Rebecca. This tournament, like Rebecca has said ad nauseam, is a waste of time, especially for us. But…” The Satanic Diva pauses for a moment and smirks. “Unlike Rebecca, who has absolutely no use for this tournament, I see myself being a part of this as a good thing. Why do I see this as a good thing? Well, the answer is very simple. My reason for seeing this as good thing is because it just means that I have more souls to add to my collection. I have more people to torture and I can guarantee everyone that I shall enjoy every single moment of it.” The Satanic Diva stops for a few moments while the crowd cheers.
“Rosemary…” Winter begins. “The mind of Rosemary is like a hive. She is like an enigma. In order for one to truly understand Rosemary, one would have to be as twisted as she is. She is so twisted that not even Sigmund Freud would be able understand her. The only one that can truly understand her is me. I have been called many things throughout my existence. I have been called sick, twisted, demented, a psychopath, a sociopath, and the Devil, the latter of which I actually am. So, a fight between myself and Rosemary will be a fight that determines who is more twisted and trust me when I say this, I will be the rock that smashes that hive to bits. I will be the flamethrower that burns it to ashes.”
The crowd cheers before the Satanic Diva changes her thought process toward the other opponent, Trish Stratus. “Now, we come to Trish Stratus…” Winter says and the crowd responds by booing. “Trish, you were a do-nothing champion last year. You won the Royal Rumble in Rebecca’s place. You kept her out of the Women’s Championship match at WrestleMania XIX. You did this because you knew that Rebecca would overtake your popularity. At SummerSlam last year, they tried to dub the boos over the cheers that Rebecca got against you because you are unable ascertain the fact that she had the ability to become a bigger star than you and the biggest star in the company.”
“Look at her now. She is more popular than you could have ever dreamed of being. She has become a star in Hollywood and is the biggest star in this company. Let us examine this. Any film that you were in was direct to DVD and ended up in a bargain bin at Wal-Mart, whereas any film that Rebecca has been in has sold out in theaters all over the world, and she has won awards for those films. So, I understand why you would want to keep her down, but seeing as this company now needs her, you have no say.”
The crowd cheers again before Winter continues. “While Rebecca would love nothing more than to face you again especially after Natalya cost her the match against you last year, that most decidedly will not be happening, because if anyone shall face Rebecca in the next round, it will be none other than myself. You see, her rage is my rage. She was robbed last year by your little fuck-buddy Natalya and like the good friend that I am, I will exact revenge on her behalf.”
“Rest assured, Trish, that the brutality that I shall bring will dwarf the brutality that Rebecca can bring. Tonight, when we do battle, you will be in for the most brutal evening of your life. I am going to punch you, kick you, throttle you, bludgeon you, batter you, and bloody you. The pain that I shall visit upon you will only stop when I wrap my arm around your neck and I start to squeeze like an anaconda. As you hold that last rasp of air so dearly in your lungs while I choke the life out of you, I want you to realize that you are suffocating. I want you to suffocate on the thoughts of all of those that you let down. I want you to suffocate on the thought of how you tried to hold Rebecca down last year. I want you to suffocate on the thought of being an absentee champion and how it handicapped the entire division because of your ego. I just want you to suffocate, period. When you either tap out or black out, you will know that you are nowhere near my league and it will further prove that you are not in league of Rebecca.”
