Post by Sam "The Titaness" Hamilton on Nov 13, 2017 14:20:52 GMT -8
The last PPV had been interesting, most definitely. The Titaness wouldn't even begin to deny that. However, it would be the last thing she would watch. From here on out, she fully intended to stop being an observer and become more active. The thoughts continued to rush through her mind as she stood in front of a punching bag, throwing numerous, unrelenting attacks against the mostly stationary target.
The beads of sweat pouring down her forehead and trailing down her body hinted she'd likely been here for a while.
What the Titaness didn't know - at least not until she finally turned and started to leave - was she hadn't been alone. At least not for the entire duration of her training, it seemed. An eyebrow raised as sharp, hazel eyes locked onto a lone figure, holding a recorder in their hands.
"Uhh, sorry, miss. I was just wondering if you could spare a few moments and properly tell us - Elysium, that is - who exactly you are."
An amused smirk crosses the Titaness's face as she reaches beside her, picking up a white towel. Unfurling it with a graceful flick of her wrist, she wipes most of the sweat off her face first before looking over to the man behind the camera. "I don't usually like these sorts of things buuut ... sure. I suppose I can indulge you all. Where do you wanna start?"
"A name would be appreciated."
"Heh. Cheeky. I love that. Good, good. I think we'll get along beautifully. Just call me what I'm known as; the Titaness. I do, of course, have a real name. But I don't give that out to just anyone. I hope you understand."
The camera wielder nods, stepping out revealing - confirming, rather, as their voice already hinted this - that they're a male. "Of course. So, Titaness, how are you feeling about joining up with Elysium? Nervous? Something?"
"Nervous?" The Titaness repeats, cocking her head before shaking her head from side to side. "Hell no. I am ready! I was practically born for this."
"O-Oh. I see. So, is it fair to assume you had - have, even - a goal, a reason for coming here?"
"Of course. My sights are set on all of those gorgeous belts. But I realize and know I have to work my way up. That's more than fine with me. However, there's something a bit more important than the championships. Society tends to view the thought of women going against men to be ... taboo. 'Wrong'." The Titaness grimaces, rolls her eyes several times, and finally resumes her thoughts. "I intend to show there is absolutely nothing wrong with that. I want to break the norms of what most wrestling includes and show it is doable for the fairer sex to go against - and kick ass all the while - of men. I suppose, however, my true goal ... is simply seeing how high up this ladder I can climb. I wanna see just how far I can go now that I'm officially in this line of work. Don't get me wrong, those belts are lovely bonuses. And I most definitely intend to eventually get one. But if I don't obtain one right away, I'm more than fine with that."
"Right. So, Titaness, you mentioned you were looking at the championships? Is there one in particular that stands out? Or anyone from the roster in general?"
The Titaness nods, her smirk widening even further. "Of course. I'm not gonna just waltz blindly into this. That'd be stupid of me." Reaching up to tuck several blonde strands of hair behind her ears first, she nods to herself before continuing, "The Hybrid Championship is definitely first on my list o belts to try for. I love what it stands for and like to think I could proudly represent that sorta thing. Anyone can indeed defeat anyone on any given day. I fully agree with this, and would not mind showing a literal interpretation of that."
Taking a few moments to lean against the wall behind her, the Titaness glances briefly at the wall before shifting her gaze so she's looking back at the camera.
"As far as the roster? I would love to show your 'Pretty Badass' what a true badass actually is. She doesn't intimidate me even for one second. If you're watching, sweetie, nothing personal. Your nickname, unfortunately for you, grabbed my attention. Ask and you shall receive, you know? That sorta thing. Don't worry though. More than teaching her a lesson, I would love to go toe-to-toe against Jonathan Cage and smack some sense into him. I mean .... really? Who seriously uses Jigsaw as part of their entrance theme? Ugh. So lame."
The Titaness rolled her eyes a few more times before pausing to think if anything had been forgotten or not.
"I think that'll do for now."
"Wait, what?"
The Titaness grinned slyly. "Oh come now. You didn't really think I'd tell you every single thing, now did you?"
"Well, no, but --- "
"Good. Now, if you'll excuse me, I gotta grab a shower. I do hope you aren't intending to follow me there; we'll have a not-so-friendly talk if I find you stalking me." The Titaness deftly pivots on her feet and turns, striding confidently away. Soon, she leaves the work-out room, leaving the camera man to his own devices.
The beads of sweat pouring down her forehead and trailing down her body hinted she'd likely been here for a while.
What the Titaness didn't know - at least not until she finally turned and started to leave - was she hadn't been alone. At least not for the entire duration of her training, it seemed. An eyebrow raised as sharp, hazel eyes locked onto a lone figure, holding a recorder in their hands.
"Uhh, sorry, miss. I was just wondering if you could spare a few moments and properly tell us - Elysium, that is - who exactly you are."
An amused smirk crosses the Titaness's face as she reaches beside her, picking up a white towel. Unfurling it with a graceful flick of her wrist, she wipes most of the sweat off her face first before looking over to the man behind the camera. "I don't usually like these sorts of things buuut ... sure. I suppose I can indulge you all. Where do you wanna start?"
"A name would be appreciated."
"Heh. Cheeky. I love that. Good, good. I think we'll get along beautifully. Just call me what I'm known as; the Titaness. I do, of course, have a real name. But I don't give that out to just anyone. I hope you understand."
The camera wielder nods, stepping out revealing - confirming, rather, as their voice already hinted this - that they're a male. "Of course. So, Titaness, how are you feeling about joining up with Elysium? Nervous? Something?"
"Nervous?" The Titaness repeats, cocking her head before shaking her head from side to side. "Hell no. I am ready! I was practically born for this."
"O-Oh. I see. So, is it fair to assume you had - have, even - a goal, a reason for coming here?"
"Of course. My sights are set on all of those gorgeous belts. But I realize and know I have to work my way up. That's more than fine with me. However, there's something a bit more important than the championships. Society tends to view the thought of women going against men to be ... taboo. 'Wrong'." The Titaness grimaces, rolls her eyes several times, and finally resumes her thoughts. "I intend to show there is absolutely nothing wrong with that. I want to break the norms of what most wrestling includes and show it is doable for the fairer sex to go against - and kick ass all the while - of men. I suppose, however, my true goal ... is simply seeing how high up this ladder I can climb. I wanna see just how far I can go now that I'm officially in this line of work. Don't get me wrong, those belts are lovely bonuses. And I most definitely intend to eventually get one. But if I don't obtain one right away, I'm more than fine with that."
"Right. So, Titaness, you mentioned you were looking at the championships? Is there one in particular that stands out? Or anyone from the roster in general?"
The Titaness nods, her smirk widening even further. "Of course. I'm not gonna just waltz blindly into this. That'd be stupid of me." Reaching up to tuck several blonde strands of hair behind her ears first, she nods to herself before continuing, "The Hybrid Championship is definitely first on my list o belts to try for. I love what it stands for and like to think I could proudly represent that sorta thing. Anyone can indeed defeat anyone on any given day. I fully agree with this, and would not mind showing a literal interpretation of that."
Taking a few moments to lean against the wall behind her, the Titaness glances briefly at the wall before shifting her gaze so she's looking back at the camera.
"As far as the roster? I would love to show your 'Pretty Badass' what a true badass actually is. She doesn't intimidate me even for one second. If you're watching, sweetie, nothing personal. Your nickname, unfortunately for you, grabbed my attention. Ask and you shall receive, you know? That sorta thing. Don't worry though. More than teaching her a lesson, I would love to go toe-to-toe against Jonathan Cage and smack some sense into him. I mean .... really? Who seriously uses Jigsaw as part of their entrance theme? Ugh. So lame."
The Titaness rolled her eyes a few more times before pausing to think if anything had been forgotten or not.
"I think that'll do for now."
"Wait, what?"
The Titaness grinned slyly. "Oh come now. You didn't really think I'd tell you every single thing, now did you?"
"Well, no, but --- "
"Good. Now, if you'll excuse me, I gotta grab a shower. I do hope you aren't intending to follow me there; we'll have a not-so-friendly talk if I find you stalking me." The Titaness deftly pivots on her feet and turns, striding confidently away. Soon, she leaves the work-out room, leaving the camera man to his own devices.
