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A glittery lantern sits on a table between two sofass as Hugh takes a seat. The lantern flickers to life and as it does, an apparition of Sapphire appears in the chair beside him.
Hugh: You requested this interview alone, without the Divine Angels here, and I'm just wondering why.
>Sapphire: Why? Everybody wants to know fucking why. You know what? Because this one is fucking about me, Hugh. It's not about the fucking Divine Angels, or anyfuckingbody else. it's about *the feeds gets staticy* fucking hours from now. It's about *the feeds gets staticy again* fucking days from now. It's about me getting what I fucking want, and that is regaining my fucking Rule Breaker Championship that was stolen from my fucking body in my fucking casket at my fucking funeral, and getting revenge on the fucking monster that wouldn't let me fucking rest in peace.
Hugh: So you're saying in *the feeds gets staticy again* days from now, you're going to become the Rule Breaker Champion without the Divine Angels help?
>Sapphire: You're fucking right. I don't NEED anybody else, Hugh. This is about fucking ME. I don't need to rely on a fucking clique anymore, I don't even need to rely on a fucking club anymore, it's fucking about ME. It's about me reaching my fucking goals. Fuck, and while we're at it, this goes back a long fucking way, this goes back to the fucking Prank Club, this goes back to fucking Onsen a Lifetime. Not knowing that would be the last fucking time I'd get to stand in a WWA ring, not knowing I wouldn't get to say goodbye to my fucking friends.
Hugh: That's 7 months ago.
>Sapphire: You're damn right it's 7 fucking months ago, and every fucking day until the day I died it was eating a fucking hole in my stomach Hugh, having to slum it in the fucking indies for a Corn Cob, and a stack of dimes bigger than their dick for signing sticky 8x10's, or a purple warrior if I'm lucky.
Hugh: Watch your language.
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