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| Marri Tribal | Oct 25 2006, 11:19 PM Post #1 |
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; After swearing she’d never go back into female wrestling Tribal was brought back, to compete for something that gave up rather unwillingly, the NGPW Women’s Championship. She was going to be facing Thad Inc’s female legend Mandy Michaels, last time the two where in the ring, Mandy thought Tribal was going to be a cake walk last time, but this time. Mandy was ready for her or so she thought, but Tribal even if she was still a little beat up from matches before this had least rust on her. She was hungry for that title, even if she didn’t want to spoil Mandy’s comeback, she wanted to close this chapter in her live she wanted that title. And that’s what she did, even if looked like the two where evenly matched throughout the match, Tribal was given that extra charge of energy when she hit the impaler ddt and then locked in the Anaconda Vice. One of the best holds Tribal had, Michaels had no choice but to tap out, and the advancing spot for the woman’s championship was Tribal’s. but don’t think she was completely heartless, giving Mandy her hand in good sportsmanship, she’d exit the ring and let Mandy have her moment in the sun. ; ; So lets fast forward to Tuesday’s Glory, for those of you who don’t know how you do, Tribal and Cierra hated one another. Tribal was frankly sick of being grouped in being the same category as Cierra. Albeit they were similar, Tribal was pure wrestling and Cierra in Tribal’s eyes brought too much glizt and glam to the table, compared to Tribal that was. They had a rivalry in HPWF that was legendary, but now, it was going to come to NGPW for one night only, this time there’d be no hardcore elements, did the advantage go to Cierra, nah probably not, since Tribal had seemly transformed herself into a wrestler, and was going to show Cierra that tonight. Those two where famous for trash talking one another, like Tribal had done in HPWF, Cierra hit Marri’s one and only emotional weakness, her boyfriend. But like every girl in the world, those emotional exploits, would bring out such rage and Tribal had Cierra’s number that night, dodging and ducking every single of her trademark moves, and that signature move known as the curb stomp. Tribal of course was laying her trademark moves out left and right, the “Glimmering Witch” (the shining wizard) was delivered to Cierra, and Tribal finally ended reversing the curb stomp and ending it in the anaconda vice, yet again. Tribal did what she couldn’t do in HPWF and that was put down Cierra. But, in reality, none of that mattered. Her problem with Cierra was dead and gone, Cierra was meaningless to her, it was that belt, the same belt she won over six months ago, and was forced to give away. The same belt, that she was supposed to bring honor too. She was already on her knees as the referee handed her that gold belt, staring at it in disbelief. With her forehead resting on the plate for a moment as Cierra got up and exited the ring, she’d move to her feet, jumping to the turn buckles, holding the belt up in the air, she was greeted by that famous chorus of a song that she was synonyms with; “HEY MISS MURDER! CAN I?! MAKE BEAUTY STAY IF I, TAKE MY LIFE, OH, OH OH!” She would jump of the turnbuckle and make her to way up the ramp. An accomplished look in those beautiful blue eyes. ; ----- It was now Tuesday night one night removed, the cameras would tune into a new scene, in the backstage arena the camera would focus in on the image of the new woman’s champion, dressed in that normal combo of a black t-shirt with whatever design on it and different color long skirt, the belt would rest in her lap. Her hand steadying it as she spoke. “You know, a lot of people throw out the words; ‘she’s the best’, ‘she’s the best this…’, ‘she’s the best that…’, you know its not even me they speak about. Cierra Laurencio, ‘hPwF’s Queen of the Ring’, well the woman’s division there is a dead, she maybe queen for a moment, but I’m the Woman King…” A small smile would come to the side of her face as she touched the belt, that was still a bitter feud between of the two women, to the point that the normally sweet and baby faced Tribal would “break” character so to speak with that evil glare she possessed. “Then you hear about the best female in NGPW being Mandy Michaels, and maybe that is so, but for the time being, she hasn’t gotten my number, but don‘t worry Mandy I‘ll be waiting. You know whose the best, whose the woman in Thad Inc, no matter what you have to say about her.” Raising the belt up so it was in camera view. Those lips pulling up into full camera view. “That’s right, I am the best around, the best woman Thad Inc, has to offer. And in truth, I was always one the best, before I earned this title. This title just makes it real. After winning the European Title, it proved that I could fight with the men and winning this title again for real.” “For the second time I’m holding this championship, that in itself is an accomplishment, I imagine, but it wouldn’t be the biggest accomplishment I’ve never had, before this I was first Trifecta women’s champion there wasn’t and there hasn’t been a woman who could claim that, I’ve been a champion in every federation I had been in. but you see, this isn’t my first time holding this belt, oh no, like I said before. I had to give it up before I was ready. And I spend almost six months pretending I didn’t want to call myself a woman’s champion. But now this belt is back where it belongs, around my waist…” |
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