UKWF Championship I Quit Match: Black v Fader (c)

[UKWF]

Post your RPs for the match below. 2RP cap, max. 500 words per RP.

[Valkyrie and Hana]

“Played for, and got.”

The camera focused up in one of Londons many pubs, Juliet and a group of her friends, all civilians as far as wrestlers were concerned, clinked a load of glasses together, Jamesons on the rocks before knocking them back.

“See, I knew I needed to have a backup because as far as the Champion goes, Blaise is the biggest woman on the roster, making her one of the strongest as well. That is a fact, and in a match where the rules play to her favour, that would give her the edge she needs to get a second win over me. This is the Rubber Match as some folks would say, we're tied at one a piece and with the I Quit stipulation in effect, I've given meself the advantage.”

“Blaise might be a lot more popular than me, but this kinda match needs the mindset of a sociopath. Ma Black and me two younger brothers are gonna be sat at ringside hurlin' abuse at the Champ, and I'm actually going to be physically abusing her with everything I have in my arsenal. Suplexes, chairs, closed fist punches, maybe even barbed wire if the mood suits me. If I'd not slipped up in that second match, I'd likely have taken the belt off Skylynn and be in this match anyway, roles reversed.”

“What ifs though, mean fuck all. I'm in this match as the fuckin' challenger and as far as anyone is concerned, I'm the most dangerous opponent as I have something to prove to myself. The only person who's respect I want is the one who I see starin' back at me in the fuckin' mirror, though since I pissed on Skylynn by smackin' her upside the head with a chair, reasons unknown to me, I get cheered. I ain't changin' for no one Blaise, least of all you even though things are slightly more civil as of late, what with us teamin' up against the Boogey Womans minions. I'm still plannin' on coming at you screamin' like a Banshee for what I perceive is mine, if only for the fact that I don't have the belt because of setbacks.”

“They say Better the Devil you know than the Devil you don't. How much do you really think you know the Devil thats within me? Anti authority, don't give a fuck, disrespectful, one of the best technicians walkin' the planet. I don't mention my faith all that often, no ones fuckin' business, but I will tell you this Blaise: Religious behavior don't make anyone a good person if they are cruel within. Ma, me brothers, Father Flanagan all said the same thing to me this last few weeks, they came to visit me and offer blessings. They take the whole Go with God a lot more serious than I do. But what I didn't tell them is what I'm about to tell you: Gods sitting this one out!”

-Static-

[Valkyrie and Hana]

Juliet's London home.
Camera: OFF

“Come a long fuckin' way from the thirteen year old girl who was trained by the Asylum, Omega's primeval, proto form before it became somethin' more impressive when they were UK based. Then at age fifteen, before they developed the graduation gauntlet, they kicked me out citing my attitude.”

Juliet herself stood before the mirror, staring hard at her tattooed reflection.

“The world see's me as a gobby, arrogant Dublin loudmouth. Overly sure of my skills, overly abusive and kid unfriendly when it comes to speaking, despised by everyone in every company I've ever been in except for the company's pet cat, and that's usually because they don't fuckin' got one. But the truth fuckin' is that what you see with me is what you fuckin' get. I swear enough to make sailors in seven eighths of the worlds Navy's, military and merchants, blush. Gobby, got that down to a fuckin' tee as well. I never saw no cunt I wouldn't shit talk to, and arrogant... Ego is important, you go out in front of that fuckin' crowd and if you ain't mentally beaten the fuck out of the fucker in front of you, then you go in fightin' an uphill fuckin' fight from the moment the bell, or in some UK companies instances, the crowd go Ding Ding Ding!”

Dublin Trouble tied her hair back, the wrestling stripper adjusted her top as she continued to stare at herself.

“Unlike every fucker else that Blaise has fought, I was the first and only one to pin her to the mat for a three count. I know I can beat her by her rules, now that I got the ball on my half of the pitch, I gotta go that extra mile. She can fuckin' beat me as well, we all know it happened, this is gonna be round three with the two of us and you can bet your arse to a barndance I'm not going to utter any words about quittin'. She can choke me unconcious and I'll just lay there limp until I can recover or the referee throws the match out.”

“Quittin' ain't a feckin' option, and losin' in front of my family ain't gonna fuckin' happen neither. I'm going into this one and if I have to break out every single dirty trick, every variation of the Clitplex I can think of, every damned weapon under the ring conveniently left for us to maim one another with. If it's arrogant to know I can Blaise, it's fuckin' bollix. I did it once, I know I can do it again. I'm not fightin' for that bullshit reason to earn respect. I want that belt so bad I can fuckin' taste it. Gold. Amazin' that an element known to the Ancients can cause us to do fuckin' cruelty to one another to obtain it.

Then it came, the cold, unrepentant smirk

“I'm no different to the historic folk...”

[Blaise Fader]

Y’know, it’s kinda crazy to think back to where all this started. It’s even crazier now, thinking that this is where it’s all gonna end… that very first card. Just two new girls, sure, let’s throw ‘em together, see what they can do, why not? It’s where I first really got to know what kind of woman Juliet Black really was. 

… I used to want to like ya, Juliet, so, so much. Then, I saw that as people, woman to woman, that would never happen. That’s one lesson you were quick to teach me. That our careers, our lives, would be tied together forever… just not as friends. But recently… somethin’s changed. 

As a professional wrestler, as a competitor in the ring, you've begun to do things that I never thought I'd see you do. And I don't mean in a technical sense, neither. Yer talent is unsurpassable in the UKWF. I'm talkin’ about the way you've started to work. 

We were in a tag match together, for cryin’ out loud! For one match - just one match - we put our bad blood, we put our differences aside, to make a difference. Together, we fought a common enemy. And make no mistake about it, Stella and her New Management goons, or whatever they wanna call themselves, are the enemy. At first, I didn't want to face the facts, but I’ve realized that this I Quit match is for more than just the UKWF Championship. I’ve realized that all Stella wants is for us to tear each other apart. No matter who wins the Title, there won’t be anyone left to pose a threat to her.

You might not want to own up to our similarities, but that's what she sees in us: we are both threats. 

We're both martyrs for our cause. 

I think you know that better than any of us, though. I think you've realized what good you can do, when you set aside all the bullshit and work towards a common goal. I know that your passion, your greatest skills, are between these ropes. I know that every time you come out here, yer not in it for the backstage bullshit, you're in it for the competition. And at Challenge of Champions, I'm gonna give you more than just competition. 

Wrestling is the light and colour of my life, Juliet. This Championship is like the sun. It's the culmination of every dream I ever had... that I ever will have. And I cannot and will not allow you to take that away from me. Not now, not ever.