Mess With The Bull.. (Lillie PPV Promo 1)

==Recap==

What an emotional roller coaster this had been. Ever since she entered the business, everyone told her that she would hit the dreaded glass ceiling. It wasn’t the ceiling that so many had described it as though. Rather than not getting the opportunities and sitting on the sidelines like a certain brother of hers, Lillie’s path had gone a little different. The opportunities came, but there were always things that got into her way. When the new season of DOMINION had begun, the opportunity came. A chance to advance to the Four Tribulations match, she was a part of the Wild Card battle royal. There were points in that match that everyone had believed for a moment that it was her moment. One misstep though, and she found herself on the outside looking in. Thanks to Jacob Striker, no less.

Forget the World Domination match for a moment. The chances kept slipping out of her finger tips. She was the first opponent for Zane where the Crescent Moon showed the entire world how good she was. She fell short, unfortunately. There was an opportunity to get that moment back, it would have been at Arcadia, how fitting. To get there, she would be involved in the Jewel of Atlantis tournament. To get to the scramble, she would have to team with the man who cost her a previous opportunity at the Territorial Championship, Striker again. During their match with Daniel Horror and Hank Hect, Lillie was fresh into the match with the hopes of advancing in her mind. Fighting like a hungry wildcat, she was on the verge of bringing herself one step closer. All it would take was the Deion Sanders Special, and she would be on her way. One leap to victory, but someone pulled her from her moment once again. Striker wouldn’t settle for someone else taking the victory, dropping her with the Apocalypse on the ring apron.

Infuriated by the idea of being shown up, Striker allowed Saint to be counted out. He cost himself a match just to prove a point to her. He threw her back into the ring and delivered a second Apocalypse, knowing she was in prime position to be made an example of. That wasn’t enough though, was it? In came ‘Katrina’, the dreaded barbed wire baseball bat that would become the worst enemy of the Sweet in Sweetwater. Initially, the live broadcast was cut as Striker struck her with the bat. Lillie’s own boyfriend, John Nash Strader, made a run out to the ring to protect her. It didn’t work. Her mentor, Banch Morgan, even made the attempt to cool things over. It didn’t work either. The man wasn’t to be stopped that night. It was a moment that she will be remembered for, but a moment she would prefer to forget.

Cards, emails, and tweets came to her. Once the raw footage was shown, several of the viewers were furious with the ‘Rock and Rolla’. They were calling for his head, even demanding her brother, Colt Montoya, to make a trip to Dominion in order to set the man straight. He always did let her fight her own battles, damn him.

The psychological issues were beginning to set in. She needed an escape from the torrential lands and be around a more familiar setting. An escape to where she felt the most comfortable, thankfully, she had just the people in her life for the occasion.

Off to Anaheim!!



==Drowning in Nachos==

The proud chomps were flowing in. At the gigantic dinner table sat Lillie, eyeballing the plate of nachos in front of her. They had looked so good that she would have been digging into them relentlessly any other time. This time, it felt just a little different. Her eyes raised from the plate toward the two others in the dining room. Directly in front of her was OWA Superstar and the Nacho King himself, Theodor Pavel. Right next to him was the Nacho Queen, and the loving wife of Theodor, Misaki. They felt completely at home while devouring the nachos in front of her. They should have felt at home, considering it was the home that they received as a gift from Mr. Morgan back in February. They seemed so peaceful with such intense eyes, it was a sight to behold.

It wasn’t the quality of the company, or of the food that made her unable to eat with the same intensity. She felt something different, that was for sure. Was it fear? Was it anger? She couldn’t take it out on the food or the friends. She had to keep it to herself, she felt. Even after picking one of the excellent chips up, she couldn’t get herself to eat such amazing food. It just sat there, aimed for the mouth. Nothing.

“Are you okay, Lillie?”

The words had come from Misaki. The gentle flower who could keep your teeth down your throat on a moment’s notice. The question had peaked the attention from her husband, who also took a glance over at the youngster out of Sweetwater. She felt frozen, just for the moment.

“What? Oh, yeah. I’m fine. Just something sitting on the mind.”

If there ever was a proper time to use it.. Duh. Duh, indeed. The energy of the young lady had been sucked out due to the circumstances that she had been dealt. Theodor watched her intently while Misaki put down a chip for a moment. The rare moment caught Lillie by surprise, but it really showed the concern coming from a close friend of hers. Misaki leaned briefly against the table, eyeballing the Little Red Head That Could. She wanted to know more.

“Normally, you would be digging into such awesome food. Talk to me, Lillie. What’s on your mind?”

It took her a moment to grasp the things that had been going through her head. Even before War of the Worlds, she had been frustrated. Her heart felt like it was struggling to meet what the brain was processing. Still, it was time to spill the beans.

“Are you sure? Okay, well here goes nothing. I’ve been feeling terrible for months. So many things were happening at once that I feel like I’m losing control over myself. Even before World Domination happened, I lost my cool so badly with Hana Nakajima. I couldn’t believe her attitude change, it made me so sick. She had called me so many things, and I felt like a complete failure. Then came the match, and she took that moment from me. I could have won that match, Misaki. I could have gone on to Arcadia and gone for the biggest opportunity of my career. Everything I had done for the company, and I fell short once again. I don’t get handed the opportunities that a lot of the wrestlers do. So, each time something does come my way, I have to fight that much more for it. When those results don’t come the way I need them to be, I feel like I have failed. So, that came and went. Then came the Jewel of Atlantis Tournament, and I didn’t even get past the first round thanks to Jacob Striker. If that wasn’t enough, the guy attacks me with a barbed wire bat, leading to nearly thirty stitches across my back. It hurts to sleep, but it hurts even more to watch Dominion from home. I hate it, I hate that man. He just won’t get out of my life.. Misaki, I feel like I’m in elementary school all over again. It was the same thing, the same intimidation from others.”

All the talking that she did, and she did nothing to make herself feel better. Her heart was drained thanks to Jacob Striker. The last sentence got to Misaki though, who looked over at Theodor. He returned the look to her before speaking up himself.

“Are you being bullied?”

“What?”

She looked at the prized pupil of the House of Paine. Upon hearing what he interpreted as bullying, Theodor put his nachos down. He hated bullies.

“Is somebody bullying you, Lillie? I will hurt them.”

This could have gotten nasty quick. She knew Jacob Striker and his intensity, but she really knew Theodor Pavel and what he brought to a fight. It wouldn’t end well for a Straight Shooter when he would face a guy who aim for the jugular on the first attempt. She wanted to backtrack, telling the two that she was completely fine. She knew that Misaki would see right through it. Theodor, not so much. Misaki had her number that way.

“Theodor, please. It isn’t what you think. It sounds like she had been bullied in the past by someone, and possibly still feels the effects of it. Times were different then, she knows she can take down Jacob Striker. She knows she can, right Lillie?”

It was really nice of Misaki to give Lillie such a benefit of a doubt. The two exchanged looks briefly before Lillie’s eyes were focused on the intensity of Theodor. Her thoughts went in several directions, but two had stuck out. She could tell Theodor that everything would be okay, and he would need to let it be. Or, she could tell Theodor that Jacob Striker was indeed bullying her, allowing the Romanian beast to take Striker down before the man could even think of hitting the ring at the Grand Tour event. The gears were in motion, the words just needed to come out to end the career and possibly life of Jacob Striker. Could she make that needed moment hers again?

“No, Theodor. I can handle this.”

Damn it, Lillie!! You had one job!! Okay, so that didn’t go according to plan. She gave Theodor an affirming nod out of kindness before looking over at Misaki. She wasn’t buying it. The three reluctantly went back to the nachos. Just as before, however, Lillie wasn’t eating. She would eyeball the food with such love, but couldn’t bring herself to pick up a chip. That was the saddest part of all.

“I have an idea, Lillie. How would you feel about confronting those bullies? Theodor could round them up and kick their heads clean off. He could throw them around at the same school you were bullied in. Would that make you feel better?”

Without hesitation…

“Yes.”

Immediately, Theodor stood himself up. He had a grin on his face a mile wide, however noticing how quick he was to respond, Lillie quickly stood as well.

“Wait, not so fast. I didn’t really mean for you to get excited, Theodor. I don’t want you to beat them up. Another idea came to mind. I don’t want to see them, and I don’t want to talk to them. I do however, if it’s okay with you guys, go back to that school. I want to revisit those times because despite how awful they were, they were so simple. Complicating one’s life always makes the pain less severe. A busy brain never carries the same pain as a simple one. I need to see it again. I need to move on from all of that if I have any chance of taking on Striker myself. Would you guys go with me, please?”

A surprising request, considering how easily The Hands of Ice would have taken care of it. Misaki eyeballed Lillie, before glancing over at her husband with a smile and a nod.

“Of course, we’ll go with you. Where is it anyways?”

“Back home..”

It was a return to Sweetwater that was coming up. Before the trip could happen though, she had something she needed to get off of her chest regarding the opponent at Grand Tour, Jacob Striker.



==Before The Storm==

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With a sudden burst of light, the live stream had begun. The young lady, complete with her gamertag ‘Thrillho’, appeared as she sat down on her bed. She gave a quick wave to the camera as she noticed more people joining the stream.

“Hey ya’ll! Kidding. Hey everyone. I just thought I’d give everyone a little quick hello on this amazing Thursday morning. Of course, Bobo and Robo-Bobo are going to be chilling at Uncle Colt’s ranch for a few days while I head out to Sweetwater.”

Despite the stress and frustration she had been going through, Lillie had always had showmanship. She hid it all so well, for the most part. She was caught off guard with the idiotic antics of a certain person on Chapter, but it was the past that she could take care of. Her beaming smile at the viewers gave the impression that everything was not only okay, but it was absolutely fantastic.

“Let’s talk about what happened on Dominion a few weeks ago. Alright, so Jacob Striker did fuck me over in that match. Okay, that’s the wrestling business for you, but it was the way that he did it really stuck out. I want everybody to know that I’m okay. I had about thirty stitches across my back and lower neck from the barbed wire bat shot. I got cleared for the match with Jacob and obviously it’s going to be a hellacious match. He wants to make an example out of someone, he picked the wrong girl.”

Comments began to fly in.


Fuck Jacob Striker..

How was the wedding?

CRIMSON BOUQUET!!!

I had chili last night, do you like chili?

JACOB STRIKER NEEDS TO DIE!!

Is that a poster of Willie Nelson in the background?

LILLIE RULES!! NEXT WORLD CHAMP!!!|

What happened to you and Violet? Kimberly is such a bitch!

Are you friends with Havoc on Facebook?

Definitely an interesting cluster of viewers. Lillie had a brief chuckle at a few of the comments. The Willie Nelson one got her.

“Wow, so many questions early. Normally there’s a period of ‘Take it off!’ or ‘Go get Bobo!’. No can do on either of those things guys. Thank you for the kind words, but there’s something I need to get off of my chest.”

Taking a deep breath, Lillie looked down for a moment before refocusing her attention on the generous viewers. She smiled briefly at the camera before finally speaking up.

“If there was ever one thing that I really disliked, it was always being intimidated by people. I can handle being afraid of a grizzly bear, or maybe a scary movie or something. I could even be fine with being intimidated by the idea of meeting the President. Those are things that don’t affect your everyday life. I want to say this without sounding too weird. I know people have their opinions on Ozymandias. He’ll always be Sweet Ozy to me, but I need to make this clear that when I was around him or when the idea of him even being in the same building happened, I had no fear. Then I wake up one day, and he’s gone. Maybe it was reliant on him, I don’t know. Suddenly, reality had come back to me in all the wrong ways.

I need to remember where I’m at here in this company. They’ve invested in me to be the toughest I can be, and I can’t squander that. World Domination didn’t work, beating Zane didn’t happen, the Jewel of Atlantis slipped from my fingers. I can always fight harder next time to get that chance, maybe even run the table in the King of the World Tournament later in the year. Regardless, what Jacob Striker has done to me.. It brought a sad sense of reality to my mind, and to my heart. I no longer have Ozymandias by my side.. I no longer have Crazy Violet by my side. My best friend got married and is now spending more time with her husband, which is totally fine, I would do the same thing. I have to stand for me, and I have to pay back Jacob Striker for everything he has done. It won’t all happen in one day, there’s no such thing as an easy road. I am flying out with two of my good friends to Sweetwater to reconnect with some things that have hurt me in the past. I need to use those events to move on. I need to beat those events to take down Jacob Striker. There’s no point in putting on a circus act for you guys, I just need to do it.

If I fail you, I’m sorry. But I will not fail myself. The man attacked John Nash Strader, the man attacked Banch Morgan. He attacked the most important man in my life, and damn it, I will not just sit back and allow those men to be martyrs for some cheap roid junky. Jacob, I know you’re going to hear it one way or another. Whether from me directly on here, or from someone who will point it out to you. I’m going to be there at Lost In Paradise.. No matter the condition, no matter the talk. I will stand before you, and I won’t just lay down.”

Just bringing those words out had changed the mindframe of Lillie. She gave a bit of a subtle smile at the camera before looking down again. She knew the reality of the situation, but knew more-so to not let it affect her during her trip. The gravity was there, the challenge was in front of her. She needed to be at her strongest for this upcoming match.

“I just want all of you to know something. Genuinely, from the bottom of my heart, I really appreciate everything you guys have said and done for me. We joke around a lot, and I want you to know that. I want to leave this with one piece of advice. If anyone ever tries to intimidate you, take a step back. Size up the situation, and run right through those assholes like a bull. Like my brother would say ‘Gore that fucker’. So, go for it, let’s go Gore some fuckers.. Have a good day”

The charming smile and a subtle wink came from her. She felt more comfortable with the idea of facing her challenges on a whole different battlefield. It was time to ‘Gore some fuckers’ after all. Hope Striker doesn’t leave with a horn up his ass. Then again.. What if?