The Royal Rumble is pretty chaotic if you look at history, where people are thrown out of the ring and launched to the concrete floor, before they witness a brutal beatdown. And now? Now is the time where the Royal Rumble is upon us in Valorous Wrestling, and if you thought that this opportunity won’t rest in the Red Queen’s hands, you are sadly mistaken. Because this world that is filled with fairy tales, happy ending and powerful heroes is false place to live in. You people, want this world to blossom with heroes that are untouchable, but my how all of you are so imaginative. Eva on the other hand won’t rest until she reaches her goal and becomes the first ever woman to in the Royal Rumble in Valorous Wrestling. And when the dust settles …show more content…
You peo[ple clim that I am a coward, when al, I do is address you like a real woman, in fact like the real Queens I am, because nobody can match up or even dare to stand in the same ring as me, because I will be dominating the match, the conversation, the argument, hell dominate each and everyone of you and give you a beating of your life that neither of you are ready for. People look at my face and my voluptuous body, and think she can’t cause harm, when in reality this beautiful face is masking the most dangerous force, this company has ever seen, and at the Royal Rumble, I will be showing all of you exactly what I can do, and that nobody is ready for this woman standing here.” The crowd would erupt with a chant. “Go to hell! Gi to hell!” Where Eva raised her right hands the crowd drew silent. “When The Red Queen raises her hand, I expect all of you to sit in these god forsaken chairs, and listen to my soothing voice, with no words coming out of your foul mouths. And by the way, hell? I’ve been there, it’s quite lovely if you ask me.” The crowd would boo once more as she continued. “Back to what I was …show more content…
The Royal Rumble is meant to be won, by someone everybody looks upon to, someone that isn’t afraid of anyone, someone so royal that neither of these ladies are capable of touching them. Someone whose born to be more than just an ordinary girl, like all of you and the rest of the women in the locker room, and that woman is me!” She turned to the entrance way, as her anger still seeable, her crimson lips priced through as the microphone as she continued on. “Each and every single one of you ladies claim that you are the best, and that you can tear the house down at any given moment of the day, I dare you top step up right now and face me right here in this ring.” She waited fro someone to answer the challenge until she shrugged. “That’s what I thought. These are the people who your little kids look up too, who adults strive to be, but they need to realise that these ladies are all talk and no