>>18093655>>18100409>[Breathing heavily, looking slightly worse for wear, Kelly Omega finds herself backstage with a microphone in front of her. Omega has never liked press conferences. Talking shit is easy. Telling the truth is hard.]“Holy shit that was a fight. Gah, I still can’t see straight. Malice, Mary, Mary Alice, M-dot-Alice -- whatever her name is, she and I just had an awesome match. Mary, you came in undefeated, but I want you to hear this clearly and from me directly: I just beat you. I might not be living my best days back in Japan anymore, that much has been made clear, but a Gooner just beat you. Because yeah, I guess I am still a Gooner. And... shit, it was hard work. You came in undefeated, but you couldn’t get past me. And that’s how it’s always gonna be between us. Trust me, Mary, I say that because I know we’re gonna meet again some time. And I can’t wait.”
“Ahh, dammit. She hits like a truck. My neck is...’
“Ah, But now I turn my attention forward. T-T-T-Tomboy and the Witch. I didn’t see their match, but I hear they went about five minutes? And the newcomer got the win? That’s good stuff. New blood in the title scene is always the preference. Then what do we have? Curry Girl and BSD? Two more veterans, that one could be a tough fight. And I know Sandy and the emo are up soon. No idea how those two are gonna play out. But I’m not here to speculate. I’m here to win. This is most definitely my last shot"--
>[Omega pauses, considering her next words carefully.]“I know this is my last shot. I’m not stupid. I’m not getting thrown into any more Chambers just because Cla-- just because the big Dog upstairs needs a new main event. If it don’t win this tournament... well, we’ll cross that bridge if it happens. But don’t think I’m going softly into that good night.”
>[Omega refuses any questions, and limps off. Sore, but victorious.]