*If this were any other night, Bianca's anxiety wouldn't be getting the better of her. She certainly wouldn't be trembling as prominently as she currently was, and her body would be upright and intimidating, instead of slumped forward and laughable. Her thoughts had been caught in a maelstrom of doubt and regret, for tonight she was up against none other than the woman who handed her the most humiliating loss of her career to date: Alisha Grace. she was as proficient in the ring as she was utterly stunning, and given how alluring she was in The Queenpin's eyes, tonight was going to prove to be an uphill battle.*
"Haaah...you've got this.." *She stared into the mirror, almost unable to identify the stranger staring back at her.*
"You're THE Queenpin of law. Are you going to let this succubus trample upon you like yesterday's rubbish? NO!" *Little by little, Bianca began to gradually build herself back up, her thoughts slowly becoming more organized and straightforward.*
"Future champions don't dwell on the negative. Absolutely not! They brave their fears with their heads held high!" *Already clad in her signature onyx and gold attire, Bianca quickly snatched her scepter and robe before taking off down the hallway!*
"Get my anthem ready! Turn on the titantron! I'm about to make my presence known!" *The Queen Bee demanded, bursting through the curtains to the thunderous applause of the audience. However, instead of basking in the ineffably wondrous sensation of unconditional praise, Bianca marched down the ramp and scaled the steel steps. Her visage conveyed the determination and hardiness of a seasoned veteran, but just before she slipped into a state of complete austerity, she decided to give the crowd a little show. Folding her hands behind her head, she started swaying her hips from side to side, reminding her worshippers of their Goddess's goodies.*