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LVW Bootylicious title Submission match
Selina© vs ???

Deadline Saturday 26th September midnight EST/5AM GMT

Selina's opponent will PM me the rp to judge against Selina's which will be posted here

[Selina]

The scene cuts in on a café to find Selina nursing a cup of coffee, quite obviously suffering from the common affliction of having just gotten up in the morning. She is sat at a table, a gym bag beside her on the floor, and from her clothing, she is about to head into a workout. She rotates and stretches her shoulders and then raises the coffee to her lips, regarding the camera for a moment and then shooting a look to the person behind it, “It’s seven in the morning, you should be in bed.”

She shrugs, some people have no lives, that is the long and short of things. She shakes her head, clearing the fuzziness that comes with early mornings, before giving a bittersweet smile that does not reach her eyes, “It seems that we are getting into a habit here, LVW doesn’t like me to know who I am defending my Championship against.” She shrugs, not showing that she cares in any way, shape or form, “But that’s fine, because frankly, there are only so many people that it can be and I do not see ninety percent of them having a chance of beating me in any match, let alone a submission match.”

Selina takes another sip of coffee, pausing for a moment as the liquid burns its way down her throat, “I considered for a while, how I should be preparing for this match, what kind of opponent that I should be preparing for. Will my opponent be fast? Powerful? Psychotic? Not quite there? A technical wrestler? A masterclass? A flaker? The real deal? A faker? Male? Female? And then I said to myself, Selina, just why are you letting it bother you, either way there is one tactic that is going to see you through. You are going to hurt someone, badly, you are going to pick apart a limb and then you are going to make them tap. And that is the simple truth of it. IT doesn’t matter who I face, or what they can do, I am a proficient submission wrestler within her element. I am someone that can set out there to hurt someone, and it may seem that everyone knows my game but no one yet knows just how to counter it. That is because it is my game and one that I am unmatched in other than by my own blood.”

Selina empties the cup and throws it into a bin, crossing her arms on front of her on the table and leaning over them, “I set out to hurt someone last time I was in that ring. She made things worse for herself, because sometimes people do that. I will not air my dirty laundry in public, but she deserved everything she got and more. I likely don’t even really care much about whoever I end up in the ring with me, but I am not one that is going to just roll over easily. I am not one that is going to simply lie down and lose a match, however much the company likes to stack the deck against me. First my opponent is one of three people, then it could be anyone, even someone not on the roster. Well I hope you know just how to take the best use of that advantage, because it is the only one you have, that I can guarantee.”

Selina smiles once more, this time it does reach her eyes but that is little better given the malice behind her smile, “To me, it does not matter if your name is Delilah, as much as I love her, it doesn’t matter if your name is Dazz, Faith, Kitten, Syd, Traci, Lacy, Maisey or Daisy. It doesn’t matter if your name is Rachel Close, Blaine, Mystery Random Psycho Diva or the Horse With No Name, your name does not belong on the card next to mine and that is why it isn’t. I am not one of those that looks her nose down on sex, my only will not is a naked or sex promo with my own sister, costumes I have no problem with but…yeah, sisters. I know that apart from said sister, there is not one person here with my technical ability, my drive or my killer instinct. I am a Cali girl, you see, and a rich one at that, I know that to make one’s way in the world, one must take what she wants without a second thought, and that is something that I am quite proficient in thank you very much. The thing is, I am not done with this title. I do not intend to hand it over. So you can give one whatever advantage you want, hell, I’ll run a gauntlet if that is what you really want, I will wrestle under any match type, against however many people that you wish, but I shall not be dropping this belt until I choose to. And that is bad news for mystery wrestler behind door number one, because that means that I am going to have to rip knees out of their sockets, tear ligaments, crack bones, whatever it takes for me to get the submission. I can tap you out in more ways than most people can claim to have outfits, and that is just what is in the future of whoever it is I am facing.”

Selina leans back in her chair, “So I put this to you, my dear opponent. Do not think that because I do not know you, I do not know how this match is going to go. Do not stake any plans on the LVW Bootylicious Championship and frankly, darling? Don’t get your hopes up for something that is quite simply not going to happen. I am walking in the Champion, I am walking out the Champion and you are walking out just as anonymous as you are now. Bottom line? Get used to it.”

And on that, Selina stands, walks past the camera and we fade to black.