Post by B.A. Styles on Jul 8, 2013 16:42:15 GMT -4
Wrote this in 4 hours and 45 minutes, sorry if the ending is a little rushed but I'm going on holiday tomorrow, I hope this RP is good enough.
act 1
act 2
act 1
A few days has passed since Sienna told me the news that she is going to resign and Meltdown is going to be closed down. I can still remember the image of my dear friend holding me close as I cried…yeah I did cry, but I’ve given up a lot of things for this show since day one so, if you actually know me outside the ring, it would be perfectly natural for me to shed some tears. But that was a few days ago and now I’m in my hotel room packing my stuff up, so I’ll be ready for my departure to Mississippi. In my black skirt and black ‘My Chemical Romance’ shirt I’ve managed to pack some clothes, my ring gear and even my 3DS…just for something to do when I’m alone.
In six days time I’ll be main eventing the very last episode of Meltdown as the challenger to The Guv’nor’s North American Championship…so technically I should be happy about getting a third shot, when everyone else has only got one, but the fact that this show is going to die is a little upsetting. Perhaps I’m taking it a little too seriously since Sienna did convince Jeff to have me on Overdrive, one of APW’s most prominent shows, yet I guess I can’t help it…that was the show where Robina Hood came from a nobody to the Highlight of the Night. With another sigh I zipped up the suitcase and took it off the bed but the moment I turned around I was met with a pair of lips pressing themselves against mine.
Her red hair alone made it obvious that she is my lover Shannon Treamon. So my arms moved around her body and my lips press back against hers while her hands moved pass my neck and linked up. My hands gently cupped her bottom, partly to feel her posterior but mostly to hold her close as we continued to kiss each other. The moment our lips parted I spotted a smile on her face.
“Looking forward to next Monday?”
“…”
I wanted to make a reply yet I wasn’t sure what to say. I wanted to sound confident and happy yet I don’t…not at all…yet, when I’ve finally found something to say, she spoke up.
“So are you ready to go?”
“…Why do you sound so enthusiastic for me to go?”
“Because I’m coming with you.”
WHAT!?! Shannon wants to go to Mississippi with me!?! I can’t accurately explain the expression on my face but I was damn surprised at what my little redhead just said.
“Bu-Bu…”
“I’ve been allowed the day off so I’ll be able to come to Mississippi with you and see what you’re like in APW. I know you value this as your big night so I thought that you’d like for me to support you, I’ve even packed my suitcase and booked my front row ticket in advance.”
I actually don’t know what to say…I know that Shannon is my girlfriend but she isn’t one for willingly taking a night off and she is actually going to take a night off just to be there for me. I’m so happy as immediately my grip on her tightened as I rest my head on her left shoulder, easily feeling some tears come out from my eyes.
“…Tha-Thank you…”
I softly said yet instead of saying anything in response Shannon moved her right hand and used it to gently move my head slightly before kissing me on the lips again. I passionately returned this kiss as time feel beautifully frozen as we kissed each other. Once our lips departed again we helped each other take our suitcases out of the hotel and into the car my cousin let us borrow, a green Jaguar, before entering the vehicle. Once we’ve entered Shannon turned the ignition on and began to drive…yet my girlfriend is a bloody slow driver but, until I finally get a driver’s licence, I can’t complain about it too much…if constantly asking the old ‘are we there yet?’ question doesn’t count as complaining.
In six days time I’ll be main eventing the very last episode of Meltdown as the challenger to The Guv’nor’s North American Championship…so technically I should be happy about getting a third shot, when everyone else has only got one, but the fact that this show is going to die is a little upsetting. Perhaps I’m taking it a little too seriously since Sienna did convince Jeff to have me on Overdrive, one of APW’s most prominent shows, yet I guess I can’t help it…that was the show where Robina Hood came from a nobody to the Highlight of the Night. With another sigh I zipped up the suitcase and took it off the bed but the moment I turned around I was met with a pair of lips pressing themselves against mine.
Her red hair alone made it obvious that she is my lover Shannon Treamon. So my arms moved around her body and my lips press back against hers while her hands moved pass my neck and linked up. My hands gently cupped her bottom, partly to feel her posterior but mostly to hold her close as we continued to kiss each other. The moment our lips parted I spotted a smile on her face.
“Looking forward to next Monday?”
“…”
I wanted to make a reply yet I wasn’t sure what to say. I wanted to sound confident and happy yet I don’t…not at all…yet, when I’ve finally found something to say, she spoke up.
“So are you ready to go?”
“…Why do you sound so enthusiastic for me to go?”
“Because I’m coming with you.”
WHAT!?! Shannon wants to go to Mississippi with me!?! I can’t accurately explain the expression on my face but I was damn surprised at what my little redhead just said.
“Bu-Bu…”
“I’ve been allowed the day off so I’ll be able to come to Mississippi with you and see what you’re like in APW. I know you value this as your big night so I thought that you’d like for me to support you, I’ve even packed my suitcase and booked my front row ticket in advance.”
I actually don’t know what to say…I know that Shannon is my girlfriend but she isn’t one for willingly taking a night off and she is actually going to take a night off just to be there for me. I’m so happy as immediately my grip on her tightened as I rest my head on her left shoulder, easily feeling some tears come out from my eyes.
“…Tha-Thank you…”
I softly said yet instead of saying anything in response Shannon moved her right hand and used it to gently move my head slightly before kissing me on the lips again. I passionately returned this kiss as time feel beautifully frozen as we kissed each other. Once our lips departed again we helped each other take our suitcases out of the hotel and into the car my cousin let us borrow, a green Jaguar, before entering the vehicle. Once we’ve entered Shannon turned the ignition on and began to drive…yet my girlfriend is a bloody slow driver but, until I finally get a driver’s licence, I can’t complain about it too much…if constantly asking the old ‘are we there yet?’ question doesn’t count as complaining.
act 2
“Congratulations on not only defeating Victor Hades but also reaching over a hundred days of being the North American Champion.”
Those words were what opened this promo as one Robina Hood is currently sitting down on a bench. The current location is a gym of some kind and the purple haired dynamo is wearing a pink pair of sweatpants with a matching sports bra while next to her is a bottle of water. Without even moving off the bench the nineteen year old megastar looked over towards the camera with a slight grin on her face.
“I didn’t expect Victor to beat you anyway Guv, so don’t think you actually surprised anybody with your victory…while I think people were surprised with how well I did at Test For The Best. Sure I ended up being a losing semi-finalist but, like a Belgian called Flipkins, no one expected me to get that far. So while you were predictable…I not only proved to the world that I’m one of the best Meltdown has to offer, but also proves that I am a showstopper. Yes Lenny, I didn’t utter myself as the best but instead as one of the best since you are, without a shadow of a doubt, the best male competitor in Meltdown’s history. The fact you were unbeatable in four months simply prove those words right but there is a little problem with that Guv’nor…only one of us can be ‘the best’ and what a way to bring an end to Meltdown…by having the two greatest megastars compete for the North American Championship for one last time.
Yes, Guv, I’ve heard about you being drafted to Asylum and me drafted to Overdrive so this will indeed be the last scene we’ll ever perform together. Sure I’m upset that Meltdown will be dead the moment our match is over but nothing last forever and for every opportunity Sienna has given me I owe Meltdown the performance of a lifetime. Yes, it’ll be something even grander than Test For The Best for it’ll mark as the final chapter of both the story Meltdown and the story of our rivalry. But unfortunately for you, dear Guv’nor, I’m the protagonist this time and both these stories will end with me standing tall like I did at June the third.”
While saying her words the young Brit’s left hand reached out and grabbed the bottle of water. From the seat on her forehead it could be easy to say that dear Robina has been doing a lot of training in this gym…perhaps she could be doing this so she doesn’t screw up in her final match against her greatest rival? Either way Miss Hood took a slight pause to drink some of the water before charging through the second half of her words. Once she finished her words Robina placed the bottle down and stood up before moving over to the punching bag. The camera turned around to see a picture of The Guv’nor’s own face on the bag as the young Brit began to punch away at the bag.
“In the history of professional wrestling it always seem to be the Brits that are either technical masterminds or simple brutes that will literally beat you into submission. Yet we’re a bit of both aren’t we Guv? We’re brutes in our rights but at the same time we could outwrestle anybody if we had to…you’re bigger than me, you’re stronger than me and you’re more experienced than me…but I’m faster, smarter and more bloodthirsty than you…so this is a very even match against us Guv. Unlike all the idiots backstage and in attendance, you have no reason to not believe me…how come? Let’s take a trip down memory land so I can remind you. The first time we’ve face each other, which also happens to be the first time either one of us main evented Meltdown, was a tag team match where you and Mister Dangerous defeated me and Nathaniel Havok by pinning me. The second time was a battle royal where neither of us won while the third time was a ladder match where me and six others failed to stop you from becoming the North American Champion.
Then, late April, I ended up distracting you long enough for Pepsi to score my team a victory over yours. At Mayhem, in a grand steel cage match, we’ve broken each other while it took one elbow drop, through a fucking announce table, for you to successfully defend the North American Championship. That was suppose to be the end but instead I requested one more match so, just like buses in London, three came at once as I laid you out with the ‘Execution’ and pinned your partner Jace Savage. The following week we brought the whole, fucking, house down with a magnificent battle that ended with me finally pinning you to earn a spot in this year’s Test For The Best Tournament. And the week afterwards you pinned me in the dying moments to successfully defend the North American Championship in that Championship Scramble.”
While saying her words, in a rather sweet tone of voice, Robina punched away at the punching bag. The camera decided to move around as she did so, since her eyes were more focused on the bag, and it managed to spot the top of her deep purple panties peeping out from the back of Robina’s sweatpants as it finally stopped moving. In this new position the camera is diagonally to the left, behind the forest-dweller, and it could see that a male’s body has been drawn onto the bag as Miss Hood punches away at separate parts of the drawn body, as if preparing herself to target any limb that Guv’nor accidentally leaves open.
“So overall, in our eight separate confrontations, you’ve beaten me four times and I’ve beaten you three times…but what is rather peculiar about our history is that, in our one-on-one history, we’re both at one each; you’ve beaten me at Mayhem while I’ve pinned you on June the third. So not only will our confrontation, this upcoming Monday, will be the last time we’ll face each other…but it’ll also be the day where we finally find out who is genuinely better. Me or you…Robina Hood or The Guv’nor…Megan McCrea or Lenny Lansbury. We’ve fought each other for pride…for honour…for retribution…and for glory. But now we’re facing each other for something so much more than the North American Title. Don’t get me wrong, I want that belt since day one, but our final scene is for more than that…it is for the knowledge of knowing who is really the Best Meltdown Ever Had.
You think our previous battles were awe-inspiring? Just you wait until our last performance Guv, for that will be the day we’ll bring a new level to the term ‘going out with a bang.’ Sure you have been a phenomenal Champion for the pass hundred and thirteen days but I am going to be the one who will dethrone you for that belt. Sure the line is ‘third time’s luck’ and I’ve used up all three chances but the fact I took the best you had and beat you is under your skin. Sure you pinned me in the scramble but that was because of two others, defeated me in a steel cage and won that ladder match…but the pin was only scored because two other people inadvertently helped you while, in the two other matches, you couldn’t pin me. I pinned you without any help, hell I’m the only person to have ever defeated you by his or herself…so deep inside your subconscious, in the part you want to ignore, you not only know that I can beat again but you’re also worried about me beating you again.”
Now the Iron Maiden was starting to sound more and more confident as she began to incorporate elbow strikes, forearms shots and vicious looking kicks into her assault on the punching bag. Okay, now it must be obvious that the girl from Sherwood Forest expects nothing more than a rugged fight against the man who practically was the catalyst of her improvement. She finished her final sentence with one the stiffest punches she has ever thrown before resting lightly against the bag, inadvertently causing her underwear to peep out just enough to reveal itself as a thong. A few moments pass, the only clear sound was of Miss Hood’s deep breathing, before Robina spun around to face the camera while her back was resting against the punching bag. Wait a second…how did a pink rose get between her breasts!?! The answer is unknown as the Emo Princess pulled the rose out, sniffs it softly and dropped it.
The moment the flower touched the floor a blinding light emerges, turning the scene to white. When the camera regained focus the scene in front of it is no longer the gym…but instead inside a Roman styled theatre as, standing on the stage by her lonesome, is Robina Hood. In her typical red military-styled dress, with its always semi-transparent front on the lower half of that dress, the nineteen year old gave out a confident smile.
“And I don’t blame you for being so worried Guv’nor…you arrogantly claimed that I needed to pass the test and I passed it no matter how hard you tried to stop me. Oh yeah…welcome back to the ‘Theatre of the Deranged,’ I’m sure you’re use to my special place but it doesn’t matter too much Guv since I’m guessing that, what matters to you, is to leave Meltdown on a high note by defeating your greatest rival. Well here’s a newsflash for you sunshine…you’re a puppet who’s main goal is to entertain people and make them cheer while I’m the Highlight of the Night. Meltdown is my stage, my show and I’m the star of Meltdown…I’ve been the star of this show since day one. I signed a contract to APW and debuted on the first Meltdown episode of twenty-thirteen…ever since that one debut, where I cracked Niobe’s ugly face open with a steel chair, I have been the star of the show with every single week that pass.
Even though majority of the idiots, backstage and watching from home, don’t want to admit it…they all admire me since nobody else, not even you Guv’nor, has given up so fucking much to make Meltdown more special then it was ever intended to be. I could have simply jumped ships at the first opportunity but at every single opportunity I said no because I wanted to give this show EVERYTHING I could…even if it meant ruining the life I finally started to love. Every single week I’ve found more and more and more to give…and for all that people reluctantly respect me for it. And you know what Lenny? I’ve got a little more to give…so I will give you, Meltdown and those assholes at home everything that I have left to give so that I can finally get what I deserve in the form of that North American Title.”
While saying her words Robina began to pace pacing backwards and forwards while moving her hands in a fashion that could be commonly seen when a professional actor tries to act out the iconic ‘To Be, Or Not To Be’ soliloquy. But wait a second, her eyes are beginning to water…wait, is the deranged megastar about to cry!?! It now became obvious that she was fighting back tears when the words ‘ruining the life I finally started to love’ escaped her lips. The moment she finished those words Robina sighed lightly as she finally let the tears escape her eyes and trail down both her cheeks. Yet instead of openly crying out Sienna’s Perfect Megastar walked over to the edge of the stage and dropped down into a lotus position before puffing her chest out in a rather haughty manner.
“I’m actually crying again…but I don’t think it is out of sadness…instead I think these are tears of joy. I’m so delighted about my seven months spent has a Meltdown Megastar and I loved every single moment of it, from the time me and Sienna met for the first time to the time I finally pinned you Guv. On the Meltdown Finale I’m going put the past behind me and move onto Overdrive in the best way possible Guv’nor…I’m going to beat you again. I’m going to finally give myself a happy ending by defeating you and end your reign as the North American Champion.”
The tears were slow but still evident as she spoke out her words. Once Miss Hood finished her very words the same pink rose magically appeared in her right hand.
“So I want you to give it your all Guv’nor since this Monday will be the last time we’ll ever get to face other…and you’ll definitely need to be at your very best at the Meltdown Finale Guv. Because I plan to finish Scene Five, the Scene of Farewell…as well as my Meltdown career…the same way I started it………with victory.”
Rather surprisingly the young woman sounded a lot more sincere while she has ever been before while saying her words. The moment ‘with victory’ left her lips Robina gave out her brightest smile while letting go of the flower. Once the rose touched the floor another bright light blinds the camera yet when the recording device regained its focus it was back in the gym…with Robina Hood nowhere to be seen.
Those words were what opened this promo as one Robina Hood is currently sitting down on a bench. The current location is a gym of some kind and the purple haired dynamo is wearing a pink pair of sweatpants with a matching sports bra while next to her is a bottle of water. Without even moving off the bench the nineteen year old megastar looked over towards the camera with a slight grin on her face.
“I didn’t expect Victor to beat you anyway Guv, so don’t think you actually surprised anybody with your victory…while I think people were surprised with how well I did at Test For The Best. Sure I ended up being a losing semi-finalist but, like a Belgian called Flipkins, no one expected me to get that far. So while you were predictable…I not only proved to the world that I’m one of the best Meltdown has to offer, but also proves that I am a showstopper. Yes Lenny, I didn’t utter myself as the best but instead as one of the best since you are, without a shadow of a doubt, the best male competitor in Meltdown’s history. The fact you were unbeatable in four months simply prove those words right but there is a little problem with that Guv’nor…only one of us can be ‘the best’ and what a way to bring an end to Meltdown…by having the two greatest megastars compete for the North American Championship for one last time.
Yes, Guv, I’ve heard about you being drafted to Asylum and me drafted to Overdrive so this will indeed be the last scene we’ll ever perform together. Sure I’m upset that Meltdown will be dead the moment our match is over but nothing last forever and for every opportunity Sienna has given me I owe Meltdown the performance of a lifetime. Yes, it’ll be something even grander than Test For The Best for it’ll mark as the final chapter of both the story Meltdown and the story of our rivalry. But unfortunately for you, dear Guv’nor, I’m the protagonist this time and both these stories will end with me standing tall like I did at June the third.”
While saying her words the young Brit’s left hand reached out and grabbed the bottle of water. From the seat on her forehead it could be easy to say that dear Robina has been doing a lot of training in this gym…perhaps she could be doing this so she doesn’t screw up in her final match against her greatest rival? Either way Miss Hood took a slight pause to drink some of the water before charging through the second half of her words. Once she finished her words Robina placed the bottle down and stood up before moving over to the punching bag. The camera turned around to see a picture of The Guv’nor’s own face on the bag as the young Brit began to punch away at the bag.
“In the history of professional wrestling it always seem to be the Brits that are either technical masterminds or simple brutes that will literally beat you into submission. Yet we’re a bit of both aren’t we Guv? We’re brutes in our rights but at the same time we could outwrestle anybody if we had to…you’re bigger than me, you’re stronger than me and you’re more experienced than me…but I’m faster, smarter and more bloodthirsty than you…so this is a very even match against us Guv. Unlike all the idiots backstage and in attendance, you have no reason to not believe me…how come? Let’s take a trip down memory land so I can remind you. The first time we’ve face each other, which also happens to be the first time either one of us main evented Meltdown, was a tag team match where you and Mister Dangerous defeated me and Nathaniel Havok by pinning me. The second time was a battle royal where neither of us won while the third time was a ladder match where me and six others failed to stop you from becoming the North American Champion.
Then, late April, I ended up distracting you long enough for Pepsi to score my team a victory over yours. At Mayhem, in a grand steel cage match, we’ve broken each other while it took one elbow drop, through a fucking announce table, for you to successfully defend the North American Championship. That was suppose to be the end but instead I requested one more match so, just like buses in London, three came at once as I laid you out with the ‘Execution’ and pinned your partner Jace Savage. The following week we brought the whole, fucking, house down with a magnificent battle that ended with me finally pinning you to earn a spot in this year’s Test For The Best Tournament. And the week afterwards you pinned me in the dying moments to successfully defend the North American Championship in that Championship Scramble.”
While saying her words, in a rather sweet tone of voice, Robina punched away at the punching bag. The camera decided to move around as she did so, since her eyes were more focused on the bag, and it managed to spot the top of her deep purple panties peeping out from the back of Robina’s sweatpants as it finally stopped moving. In this new position the camera is diagonally to the left, behind the forest-dweller, and it could see that a male’s body has been drawn onto the bag as Miss Hood punches away at separate parts of the drawn body, as if preparing herself to target any limb that Guv’nor accidentally leaves open.
“So overall, in our eight separate confrontations, you’ve beaten me four times and I’ve beaten you three times…but what is rather peculiar about our history is that, in our one-on-one history, we’re both at one each; you’ve beaten me at Mayhem while I’ve pinned you on June the third. So not only will our confrontation, this upcoming Monday, will be the last time we’ll face each other…but it’ll also be the day where we finally find out who is genuinely better. Me or you…Robina Hood or The Guv’nor…Megan McCrea or Lenny Lansbury. We’ve fought each other for pride…for honour…for retribution…and for glory. But now we’re facing each other for something so much more than the North American Title. Don’t get me wrong, I want that belt since day one, but our final scene is for more than that…it is for the knowledge of knowing who is really the Best Meltdown Ever Had.
You think our previous battles were awe-inspiring? Just you wait until our last performance Guv, for that will be the day we’ll bring a new level to the term ‘going out with a bang.’ Sure you have been a phenomenal Champion for the pass hundred and thirteen days but I am going to be the one who will dethrone you for that belt. Sure the line is ‘third time’s luck’ and I’ve used up all three chances but the fact I took the best you had and beat you is under your skin. Sure you pinned me in the scramble but that was because of two others, defeated me in a steel cage and won that ladder match…but the pin was only scored because two other people inadvertently helped you while, in the two other matches, you couldn’t pin me. I pinned you without any help, hell I’m the only person to have ever defeated you by his or herself…so deep inside your subconscious, in the part you want to ignore, you not only know that I can beat again but you’re also worried about me beating you again.”
Now the Iron Maiden was starting to sound more and more confident as she began to incorporate elbow strikes, forearms shots and vicious looking kicks into her assault on the punching bag. Okay, now it must be obvious that the girl from Sherwood Forest expects nothing more than a rugged fight against the man who practically was the catalyst of her improvement. She finished her final sentence with one the stiffest punches she has ever thrown before resting lightly against the bag, inadvertently causing her underwear to peep out just enough to reveal itself as a thong. A few moments pass, the only clear sound was of Miss Hood’s deep breathing, before Robina spun around to face the camera while her back was resting against the punching bag. Wait a second…how did a pink rose get between her breasts!?! The answer is unknown as the Emo Princess pulled the rose out, sniffs it softly and dropped it.
The moment the flower touched the floor a blinding light emerges, turning the scene to white. When the camera regained focus the scene in front of it is no longer the gym…but instead inside a Roman styled theatre as, standing on the stage by her lonesome, is Robina Hood. In her typical red military-styled dress, with its always semi-transparent front on the lower half of that dress, the nineteen year old gave out a confident smile.
“And I don’t blame you for being so worried Guv’nor…you arrogantly claimed that I needed to pass the test and I passed it no matter how hard you tried to stop me. Oh yeah…welcome back to the ‘Theatre of the Deranged,’ I’m sure you’re use to my special place but it doesn’t matter too much Guv since I’m guessing that, what matters to you, is to leave Meltdown on a high note by defeating your greatest rival. Well here’s a newsflash for you sunshine…you’re a puppet who’s main goal is to entertain people and make them cheer while I’m the Highlight of the Night. Meltdown is my stage, my show and I’m the star of Meltdown…I’ve been the star of this show since day one. I signed a contract to APW and debuted on the first Meltdown episode of twenty-thirteen…ever since that one debut, where I cracked Niobe’s ugly face open with a steel chair, I have been the star of the show with every single week that pass.
Even though majority of the idiots, backstage and watching from home, don’t want to admit it…they all admire me since nobody else, not even you Guv’nor, has given up so fucking much to make Meltdown more special then it was ever intended to be. I could have simply jumped ships at the first opportunity but at every single opportunity I said no because I wanted to give this show EVERYTHING I could…even if it meant ruining the life I finally started to love. Every single week I’ve found more and more and more to give…and for all that people reluctantly respect me for it. And you know what Lenny? I’ve got a little more to give…so I will give you, Meltdown and those assholes at home everything that I have left to give so that I can finally get what I deserve in the form of that North American Title.”
While saying her words Robina began to pace pacing backwards and forwards while moving her hands in a fashion that could be commonly seen when a professional actor tries to act out the iconic ‘To Be, Or Not To Be’ soliloquy. But wait a second, her eyes are beginning to water…wait, is the deranged megastar about to cry!?! It now became obvious that she was fighting back tears when the words ‘ruining the life I finally started to love’ escaped her lips. The moment she finished those words Robina sighed lightly as she finally let the tears escape her eyes and trail down both her cheeks. Yet instead of openly crying out Sienna’s Perfect Megastar walked over to the edge of the stage and dropped down into a lotus position before puffing her chest out in a rather haughty manner.
“I’m actually crying again…but I don’t think it is out of sadness…instead I think these are tears of joy. I’m so delighted about my seven months spent has a Meltdown Megastar and I loved every single moment of it, from the time me and Sienna met for the first time to the time I finally pinned you Guv. On the Meltdown Finale I’m going put the past behind me and move onto Overdrive in the best way possible Guv’nor…I’m going to beat you again. I’m going to finally give myself a happy ending by defeating you and end your reign as the North American Champion.”
The tears were slow but still evident as she spoke out her words. Once Miss Hood finished her very words the same pink rose magically appeared in her right hand.
“So I want you to give it your all Guv’nor since this Monday will be the last time we’ll ever get to face other…and you’ll definitely need to be at your very best at the Meltdown Finale Guv. Because I plan to finish Scene Five, the Scene of Farewell…as well as my Meltdown career…the same way I started it………with victory.”
Rather surprisingly the young woman sounded a lot more sincere while she has ever been before while saying her words. The moment ‘with victory’ left her lips Robina gave out her brightest smile while letting go of the flower. Once the rose touched the floor another bright light blinds the camera yet when the recording device regained its focus it was back in the gym…with Robina Hood nowhere to be seen.
