>>10467301>Damn, Duna... I...>I really don't give a shit what you have to say>Your "friend" just died so you've decided to use it as an opportunity to target the big gold belt? Well, that's just classy. >Fuck me, Shelly, her body's not even cold yet. Hell, Spaghetti Dog hasn't even had the memorial show.>You want to use a tragedy to get your name out there? That shit... that shit makes me sick.>Was I friends with Skelly? No. But she was one of the good ones, and I'm sure as shit not about to come out here and start talking up myself as the "FUTURE OF THE HEAVYWEIGHT DIVISION">Give me a God damn break!>What entitles you to a title shot anyway? Getting squashed by the last girl the champ beat? A few wins a row? Last I checked my win streak was longer running than yours.>But!She raises her hand
>You want to belt chase? Be my guest, pleaseHolly makes a gesture as if ushering Duna through a door, fit with a flourish
>I don't give a flying fuck about belts. And, Skelly, as much as I respected her... I don't give a fuck about her legacy. My goal here remains the same that has been for weeks.Holly turns her gaze back to Kelly
>To put down old dogs and yippy little mutts>You want to belt chase too, Omega? I can wait. There's a whole roster to humble. Maybe by the time I'm done with it you'll have retired anyway. >Maybe the two of you can have another number one contender match, that'll put some butts in seats. Hell, maybe you can commiserate coming *this close to gold* and never being able to get that high back.>You want to claim to be at the top? What a fuckin' joke. >You've both got dates at Onsen already, if you were at the top, you'd already be at the top of the card.>Simple as. >As for me? Consider this my official blessing, my gift to you to Hope and Hope Again that one day, after whatever happens at Onsen a Lifetime, you'll get another chance at gold. If you pray hard enough. 