The group went silent after that, not an awkward type but the type that was comfortable, Melissa finally Ursurping Cara from her throne.
What did I do? I was a chair at the moment, what the fuck do you think chairs do?
I admit I might have questionable characteristics, but far be it from me to jump into a cat fight..
So, it was in comfortable silence and occasional death glares that we continued watching the rest of the ceremony..
Two elites had already been dethroned thanks to me, I'd taken one spot so now there was an empty spot left..
The winner of that spot? Better believe it when I tell you it was motherfucking Wu Kong..
No, once again, you heard me right, Sun Motherfucking Wu Kong.
The fraud had changed his name to Malachi, changed up his fashion sense, but I'll be damned if that disguise deceived me..
The golden hooped staff that had the same features of infinite extension that Elira had? Yea, only one motherfucker in fiction had such a thing..
