Lillian was tired of it, and more importantly, she was done putting up with it. Since she had stepped in this promotion, she had crushed every single wrestler that they put against her, beating all of them and cementing herself as quite the contender. Still, it would seem that she had been pushed away from the spotlight by those who deserved it far less than her.
But not today. Today, she was looking to prove to every single person in the crowd, the locker room, and the back that she could compete and win in every single thing she wanted.
So making her way down to the ring, her face was stone cold, a sneer carved into it as she quickly climbed up onto the apron, before slipping inside, turning once to take in the crowd, who were booing her loudly, knowing the heel she was.
"I'm undefeated! Un-fucking-defeated! And guess how many title shots I've had?! FUCKING ZERO!" She screamed out, getting even more livid, before taking a deep breath, calming herself a bit. "So, instead of breaking down the head of the company's door and beating his ass like I should, I figured I'd prove how good I am. I am willing to take on a challenger in ANY match type! Submissions, I quit, first blood, deathmatch, inferno deathmatch, barbed wired deathmatch, inferno barbed wire deathmatch!" Lillian cried out, each match type ramping up in terms of intensity!
"I'll take anyone on in ANYTHING, no matter how hardcore! So if any bitch back there thinks she has any chance against me, then get the fuck out here, and prepare for the beating of a lifetime!"