Titantron crackled to life, giving sight to a scene of Queen Oni backstage, leaning head back against the concrete wall, on a chair.
Arms up in resting position, spread fingers tapping at top of her crown, with an ice pack pressed between back of neck and wall.
A medic seemed to be irritably done, removing his blue gloves, while being chided.
"Out, out, out, out, out." Queen Oni wanted everyone out, for space to breathe. Seconds passed once her demand was met, with the sound of her door closed.
Stiffly slanting her face to the viewer, Oni's pained scowl etched up to a wicked grin! "Thelka.." She purred.
"Try take Ee-me-co eye, try take Oni Queen eye. Tsk tsk." Clicking her tongue in scolding, while raking fingers down the black river of blood, that was her hair.
"Want to hurt Ee-me-co friend? Oh?" Black lips left a surprised 'O', as those fingers now snaked up her cheeks.
Hands moved her face, in a measured side to side shake of the head. Then a finger found a spot, center of her ink lips, in ponder.
The other hand had slid away, as that mulling finger tapped. "Pun-ish-ment.."
Between taps, the thought process finished and drifted the other hand away, residing it with the other, palm up, resting upon thighs.
"Oni Queen deems sentence.. death." Judgement soundly made! An evil, crooked smile crept up those wicked lips, warping her face.
"Oni Queen gladly carry out in Deathmatch. Oni Queen generous. Oni Queen grant Thelka sole final request. Make good one, make spicy, make fun."
A gradual tilt of her head in menace. "Thelka... Oni Queen be you last match."
Last words given, for a fading scene, as a ominous culmination heading into Thelka Mandl vs Queen Oni at WrestleMania!
Arms up in resting position, spread fingers tapping at top of her crown, with an ice pack pressed between back of neck and wall.
A medic seemed to be irritably done, removing his blue gloves, while being chided.
"Out, out, out, out, out." Queen Oni wanted everyone out, for space to breathe. Seconds passed once her demand was met, with the sound of her door closed.
Stiffly slanting her face to the viewer, Oni's pained scowl etched up to a wicked grin! "Thelka.." She purred.
"Try take Ee-me-co eye, try take Oni Queen eye. Tsk tsk." Clicking her tongue in scolding, while raking fingers down the black river of blood, that was her hair.
"Want to hurt Ee-me-co friend? Oh?" Black lips left a surprised 'O', as those fingers now snaked up her cheeks.
Hands moved her face, in a measured side to side shake of the head. Then a finger found a spot, center of her ink lips, in ponder.
The other hand had slid away, as that mulling finger tapped. "Pun-ish-ment.."
Between taps, the thought process finished and drifted the other hand away, residing it with the other, palm up, resting upon thighs.
"Oni Queen deems sentence.. death." Judgement soundly made! An evil, crooked smile crept up those wicked lips, warping her face.
"Oni Queen gladly carry out in Deathmatch. Oni Queen generous. Oni Queen grant Thelka sole final request. Make good one, make spicy, make fun."
A gradual tilt of her head in menace. "Thelka... Oni Queen be you last match."
Last words given, for a fading scene, as a ominous culmination heading into Thelka Mandl vs Queen Oni at WrestleMania!