Having earned a place so late in the card for a mere promo may have been something of a monstrous achievement to many, but to Karen Starring, she deemed it but natural. Having become something of a scourge of the locker room, the amazon now before the masses had indeed rarely performed before them in actual match encounters. Given her track record, you couldn't be blamed for assuming Karen was here to stir trouble and make enemies over actually wrestling. Especially when comparing her in-ring appearances to the other heavy-hitters of the LAW roster.
Having equipped a microphone to hand, Karen didn't appear to have any sense of jitters nor nerves about her as she stood centre of the ring. The reaction from the crowd a negative one to say the least when Karen first appeared before them this night, they had now been reduced to almost tempered boos, given the vast majority despite their disapproval of the woman were eager to hear her purpose here tonight. Karen had a fair bit of explaining to do, they felt, given it was a rare thing indeed to see her actually before them. For those in actual search of Karen Starring action, over the past months you'd find more success in YouTubing the woman's many brawls backstage.
"Now, I understand your boos..." Karen grinned, seemingly slipping into her trollish persona near instantly.
"I'd be mad too if you came to see LAW's top heavyweights brawl it out over some fuckin' belt, and Karen Starring didn't even bother entering. It's like turning up to a concert and the headliners pissing off before the main set, right?"
Struggling it seemed to find where she could latch her focus to, the unlucky camera-man in-ring with the hulking amazon would soon find Karen's death gaze upon her, given the amazon appeared to find it easier to talk to the camera rather than thousands of shifting, rocking faces.
"So here I am...I'm out here, to apologise...on behalf of all of LAW, and everyone in the back, I am truly sorry...that the heavyweight tournament not only missed the ace of LAW...but by god it absolute sucked!"
The boos reigning in, it was easy for someone to make complaints of an event they weren't even apart of. It wasn't even hard to make arguments that in truth, Karen didn't even qualify nor deserve a place in the tournament itself, given her track record.
"Alaina Sanders? Kerstin Locke? Linda Halloween? Why not just strap 'shit-show' on the tournament from the outset, so all of you knew what to expect from the beginning?!"
Head in her hand, Karen opted to add a literal face palm of sorts before continuing her tirade.
"So why, I hear you ask? Why didn't I just enter, and stomp through the whole thing? I made a dogs dinner of the last tournament I entered...just ask what's her face, Seong? That Irish chick with the smug-fuck face? Oh, and you can definitely ask the original fat cat herself, Katherine Hart!"
"But let me answer your question, with another question...why the fuck should I?" Hand flat and wide, Karen seemed to ponder that question and throw it upon the audience somewhat literally, which of course only earned roars of negativity given the woman's arrogance.
"I'm honestly insulted you all didn't just crowd me champ straight up-no really, I am! Y'all know there's no-one in LAW who can take me toe-to-toe, hell the only thing I've stumbled on was that literal cow Dixie Clemets kicking me low!"
Taking the briefest of moments to wipe her mouth, the masses were genuinely becoming agitated that such a spot on the ppv card had been devoted to such a selfish, big headed rant. This was a speech that could have been delivered any day of the week, not on LAW's headline event.
"So that, ladies and gentlemen, is why I'm out here tonight. Not to apologise, nothing like that. I'm here...to hear YOUR apology!" Free hand raised, Karen would do a small spin about herself as she seemingly tried to point to every face she could amongst the crowd, to really dig home that point.
"Not one of you stepped up, made a petition, stopped watching LAW as protest, or any shit like that. Not one of you, and I still ain't been made champion! The sheer audacity...I can barely stand before all you savages and not want to tear my hair out..."
The boos somewhat deafening, Karen's grin was now one spread from ear to ear.
"So, whenever your ready. I can even count you in if you want. Here we go, okay? On my mark, you'll all scream 'We're sorry Karen!' Got that? That's easy enough, even for simple fuc-I mean...Three...two...one!..."