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Post by hawkeye on Mar 6, 2022 23:53:04 GMT
Check here for FAWNatic feedback and insights on what happened after the broadcast went off the air.
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Post by boobytrap on Mar 9, 2022 19:04:58 GMT
The Following video was uploaded to all of FAWN Finds' social media channels shortly after Heartbroken 2022CASSAVA ONIKAFilmed in an unknown location, the background is a cream painted brick wall. The Buns of Mass Destruction Champion, The Woman of 1000 Hip Attacks, and today the winner of an epic Beach Fight against Molly O'Cannon, the woman named Cassava Onika, stands staring at the camera. Freshly showered and dried off from her surf and turf tussle and dressed her in her casual clothes, she stands silently, unnervingly, and unmoving. At first glance her still face could be interpreted as unemotional, maybe even bored, but her EYES.... that's where you can see the hate. A seething, burning, infinite hate that's almost blasphemous coming from the eternally positive and warm content creator. It's nearly a full, uncomfortable minute when Cassava breaks the silence. "Kat.... Braddock." She draws out each word, like a sommelier trying to articulate her disgust. "I've had my eye on you since you first tried to snuff the light of hope in professional wrestling that is Kylie Sanders when you first debuted. You lost and retreated into the gutter, as expected, so I put you on the bottom of my list. But then you returned with the Baby Boss, Avery Christian and in an act of extreme cruelty and cowardice ended Shea London's FAWN career, at least for now.... in a bid for the glory and clout you are absolutely INCAPABLE of gaining on your own!" As Cassava's voice raises there a subtle tremor through her body like she might explode at any moment. She continues with a with a far more aggressive tone, her head jerking at odd angles like she doesn't where on you she'll bite, but she will bite! "From that point I knew, I knew one day we would cross paths, and I would teach you respect, teach you to honor those that blazed the the trail for your protected, sandy, star-fucking, traitorous ass. But now? Now that you you've potentially ended the in-ring career of the Black Queen, The Sensual Scholar, one of my future wives (The other being Kylie Sanders of course), Emily West? When we meet it will not be a lesson in respect, it will be an Object Lesson. The object being you. The lesson being what happens to idiotic tramps that dare to attempt the diminishing of goddesses." "Now it won't be today, or, tomorrow, or even next month. I am certain Miss West will find a way to return to school you personally should she deign, or do so by proxy. So I will wait and mind my business until Miss West or Miss Sanders has torn you apart piece by piece. And when you've finally picked up the pieces and sewn your life back together and feeling 100%, safe, happy and content; I will greet you. I will destroy you. To paraphrase a bit of scripture or to some, quote a formative film.... " Cassava stops moving and her gazes locks on the camera, she's peaking directly to Braddock. "The path of the righteous woman is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil women. Blessed is she who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of the darkness. For she is truly her sister's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my sisters. And you will know I am the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon you."
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