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"What's a day in the life at the office like for Sapphira Destiny Reese? Well...first, I usually arrive at the arena long before the fans ever get there as the ring crew and technicians are setting up everything for the show later that night; I like to get familiar with my surroundings just in case. It's amazing to stand in that ring and look out on the empty arena, knowing that in just a few hours there will be thousands of crazy fans packing this place out.

Fast forward to the main event...my match; of course they save the best for last. I know that everyone has come here to enjoy some great action mixed with a generous portion of eye candy, but my name is on that marquee out front of the arena and it's me that they've come to see. They've created their signs; bought my t-shirts, DVDs, and other merchandise; I even have other women dressing like me showing up in wigs or either they've dyed their hair black putting booty pads in their pants wanting to be like me! Men constantly tell me that they want to have my babies and that they wanna marry me...get in line boys and be prepared to wait 'cuz it's a long one! Hell, I've got little kids that think smoking's cool because I smoke!!! Now I don't promote that anyone should pick up my bad habit, but that's just what kind of impact I have on this business!

Everyone comes out in droves to catch a glimpse of the best female fighter in the entire world...don't agree with me being the best? This championship belt on my shoulder that I've been holding for over 3 years says that you're a delusional dumbass. I'm the top draw of this company and I know it...you can say that I'm being vain and conceited but I'm just merely stating facts, it's no secret that I'm the money maker and that I'm the one that put asses in the seats more so than anyone else in this promotion. I'm not much on modesty...I flaunt what I have!

There's nothing like that feeling of standing behind the curtain right before my music hits...I can always hear the fans chanting my name even before the first note of my theme song plays; it sends chills throughout my entire body. I stand in the dark as I light up a smoke to settle my nerves...and then it hits. I burst through the curtain and the whole place erupts...I never get tired of that adrenaline rush! I almost can't hear my music thanks to the pyro detonating around me combined with the deafening roar of the crowd...I try to keep my eyes straight on the ring because if I look out into the sea of fans I'll be momentarily blinded by the flashing lights of their cameras. If I'm feeling froggy then I might slap hands with the fans on the way to the ring...just depends what kinda mood I'm in that day.

Over the course of my career I've gone from being a heel that fans loved to hate to being a fan favorite and one of the biggest names in my sport of all time....funny thing to me is that I haven't really changed my persona all that much; people like to root for the bad guys and gals, and of course I'm the Baddest Bitch of them all; there ain't nothin' sweet about me, honey! I guess I've eased up on blatantly breaking the rules as I've gotten older, but I'm no goodie-two shoes cookie cutter bitch either. I'm what they call a tweener, as I tow the line of being a babyface and being a heel; I'm too bad to be a babyface, but I'm not absolutely evil...I'll still use illegal tactics every once in a while if I need to because if you ain't cheatin', you ain't tryin'!

Of course there are still a bunch of people that hate me, and that's okay...I love making my haters look stupid every time I come out victorious! I know I'm controversial...some parents think that I'm a bad influence on their kids; sorry, but I'm no role model despite what you may think. I cuss, drink, and smoke a lot...deal with it! Don't like what I do? Don't fuckin' watch my matches and don't let your kids watch my matches!!! Some women think that my attire and my behavior is demeaning and makes women look bad...with a body like this, I can't help but flaunt it!!! Why hide all of this gorgeous thickness behind boring ass wholesome modest clothing? Those women are just jealous that they ain't got a body like mine...and it's all natural too; the only implants that I have are from my body modifications! No silicone here baby...just the benefits of good genes by being half-Black and half-Latina!!! Be it boos or cheers, it fuels me...it hypes me up as I'm walking down that ramp to the ring.

The best part of my job is when I actually enter the ring...I stand on the second turnbuckle and hold my belt high in the air once again proclaiming that I am the Ultimate Champion of the World and once again the crowd pops. I get down from the ropes, and then playtime's over...I'm done pandering to the fans; it's game time! I stare a hole through my opponent and talk mad shit to them as I flick my still lit cigarette at them...a big part of breaking my opponent down is psychological; I like to get inside their heads and frustrate them before I even throw one punch to throw them off of their game.

Once that bell sounds...it's on. I'm comin' for that ass...bottom line! I like to be the aggressor and I turn the intensity up 'til it can't go any more! I pull out my whole repertoire...I use my wrestling skills by utilizing powerful slams and suplexes, I put my fists and feet to work with hard hitting striking attacks, I even throw in some acrobatic aerial maneuvers and some submission holds and locks if the spirit moves me; my arsenal is well-rounded and I can put an opponent away with any of these if I wanted to! And then it happens...I catch my opponent slippin' and all of a sudden they become my victim when I hit them with my Destiny Destroyer finisher and spike them on top of their head!!! I give 125% effort in that ring and I don't let up until my hand is raised in victory at the end of that match and my belt is given back to me after yet another successful title defense...and just like that, it's over; another day at the office. After the match I head back to my locker room, I hit the showers, and then it's party time! I work hard...I play even harder!

I'm a fighter; a warrior. I don't think that I was put here on this Earth for anything else but to fight. That's all I've ever done in my whole life is fight, starting from my teenage years growing up in the hood to now. It's natural to me...it's like breathing and I just so happen to be pretty damn good at it while looking pretty damn good if I do say so myself; I have looks that kill and the body and physique of a Goddess!!! That's exactly the reason why I'm the reigning undisputed Ultimate Champion....I don't plan on letting this belt go at all. All of the hours in the gym, all of the training, all of the weights I've lifted, all of the miles that I've ran, all of the times where I've puked my guts out from training so hard and passed out from heat exhaustion, all of the sessions of genetic enhancement, all of the hours of floating in a stasis tank with all sorts of wires and needles embedded in my flesh to strengthen my body to metahuman levels, all of the blood and sweat that I've spilled...the culmination and physical manifestation of all of those things are right here in this belt of mine that I've earned through fighting and being the absolute best fighter in the world. I fuckin' go hard, man...I gets it in and put in major work!!! Don't tell me that I don't deserve to be the champ!!!

These other chicks here in the Triple F can't fuck with me...that's why I am the 'Unfuckwitable' Sapphira Reese! I am the measuring stick...I am the standard of what it is to be a great fighter; I am a legend in the making...I am the Ultimate Warrior!!! I'm that bitch...I'm a bonafide card-carrying badass and I dare ANYONE...man, woman, kid, alien, cyborg, robot, vampire, werewolf, gorilla, dinosaur, whatever...to step to me and TRY to prove me wrong! Doubt me if you wanna...step up and try me; when you wake up flat on your back and as you look up at me standing over you with my belt in hand and my foot on your chest as I flick cigarette ashes on you while blowing smoke in your face, it will be your own damn fault!"

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Full Name: Sapphira Destiny Reese
Nickname/Ringname: "The Unfuckwitable", "The Baddest Bitch Of Them All", "The Bionic Badass"
Age: 28
Height: 5 feet 10 inches
Weight: 155 lbs.
Eye Color: Silver/Light Grey
Hair: Jet Black
Nationality: American
Race: Mixed (1/2 Black, 1/2 Unknown; believed to be Hispanic)
Physique: Thick and voluptuous, yet slightly muscular
Measurements: 36DD-26-40
Signature/Finishing Moves: "Your Own Damn Fault" (Brainbuster DDT/Steiner Screwdriver), The Destiny Destroyer (Flipping Piledriver), "Bad Intentions" (Spinning Headlock Sitout Lariat), "The Naughty Girl" (Lionsault/Springboard Moonsault), Judgment Slam, Curb Stomp, Running Punt Kick
Special Powers/Abilities: Sapphira has undergone several genetic augmentation treatments which has exponentially increased her strength, speed, quickness, endurance, stamina, agility, and many other of her phyisical attributes. Her skeleton has been fused with a super dense metal alloy, making her bones virtually unbreakable. Nanites have been injected in her bloodstream which aid in her hyper enhanced healing abilities and also makes her immune to almost all sicknesses and diseases.

*Sapphira has most recently been fatally wounded and taken back to Scarlette Tamzarian's laboratory where her body resuscitated itself from death. Scarlette put Sapphira on life support and added some minor bionic parts, implants, mcirochips in her brain, bionic eye implants, and a bunch of new nanomachines to aid in her full recovery, making her body 25% mechanical and technically making her a cyborg in the process...although Sapphira is now a cyborg, most of her cybernetic components and parts (except her spinal column) are internal so she still appears as a normal human. As of right now until further notice, Sapphira is in suspended animation within a stasis tube with within Scarlette's possession as Scarlette hopes to make Sapphira into the ultimate cyborg warrior.*

All of her already heightened abilities have been increased two-fold...Scarlette has also given Sapphira the metahuman ability to subconsciously and psionically initiate random telekinetic acts that affect probability in her favor by making improbable (but not impossible) things to occur within her line of sight, thus causing her to have "good luck" and her opponents to have "bad luck." This "probability field" phenomenon can be anything from an enemy's equipment failure to hitting just the right switch with a stray shot to shut down an overloading nuclear reactor. The full extent of her powers is still unknown.

This subconsciously controlled talent is triggered when she is in a stressful situation (such as fighting or escaping). This effect constantly emanates from her body at all times and is completely subconscious. However, it is also largely participatory; in order for the luck to take effect, Sapphira herself must engage in an action whose chance she can affect. +Taken from Wikipedia+

Random Quirk: Sapphira is actually an excellent cook as well as a phenomenal dancer, especially in latin dances.

Fighting: Awesome (Metahuman Potential, master of all racial and related forms)
Agility: Awesome (Metahuman Potential)
Strength: Amazing (Press Up to 50 tons for a sustained period)
Speed: Excellent (Up To 75 mph)
Endurance: Monstrous (Superhuman Fortitude; rarely tires)
Reason: Good (Bachelor Degree Equivalent)
Intuition: Monstrous (Superhuman senses)
Psyche: Incredible (Great strength of will; well-trained/focused)
Resources: Spectacular (Medium Corporation, Multimillionaire)
Popularity: Amazing (Megastar)
Appearance: Awesome (Enrapturing)
Density Of Metal Laced Skeleton: Unearthly (Virtually Indestructible)

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I'm sorry...I was going through Sapphira withdrawal; Phira Fever had a serious hold on me!!! As you may have been seeing, I wasn't pleased with the decision to "kill" Sapphira off at the end of "All Falls Down" but I been wanting to empower her in some way to include her in my stories with the rest of my gals with extraordinary powers and such. I wanted to make her into a cyborg, yet I didn't want to make her like all of the rest of my extensively cyborg characters...I was actually gonna make her a clone of Diamond! Where's the creativity in that?

So...what I've come up with is that I've decided that I can have both. I want for Sapphira to be like "Bionic Woman meets Alice from the Resident Evil movies"...that way she can still look like the same Sapphira that we all know and love and still be a badass capable of immense power so that she can hang with the rest of my cyborg gals!

Sure, she's depicted in her ring gear in this pic, but I'm playing with the idea of giving her an alternate look...she can't go everywhere dressed like that! (Although it would be sweet if women did walk around with outfits like this on! ) I've got big plans involving her in future stories...as of right now, we still don't know if she's gonna be Scarlette's latest underling or if she's gonna rebel and become a heroine alongside Diamond and Lt. Raina and her cybercops. Guess we'll have to wait and see!

In the meantime, I just couldn't go on without drawing some hot cheesecake of Sapphira; if I were to make her into a full bodied cyborg, then I couldn't do sexy stuff like this! I really like how this one came out...that pose is soooooo sexy, yet badass to the bone. In fact, this is my submisssion to create a mascot contest...who better than a cussin' chain smoking gal with the words 'Bad Azz" tattooed on her ass to be the face of a group called Badass Babes?

Keep an eye out for Sapphira's official return soon!

Description
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"What's a day in the life at the office like for Sapphira Destiny Reese? Well...first, I usually arrive at the arena long before the fans ever get there as the ring crew and technicians are setting up everything for the show later that night; I like to get familiar with my surroundings just in case. It's amazing to stand in that ring and look out on the empty arena, knowing that in just a few hours there will be thousands of crazy fans packing this place out.

Fast forward to the main event...my match; of course they save the best for last. I know that everyone has come here to enjoy some great action mixed with a generous portion of eye candy, but my name is on that marquee out front of the arena and it's me that they've come to see. They've created their signs; bought my t-shirts, DVDs, and other merchandise; I even have other women dressing like me showing up in wigs or either they've dyed their hair black putting booty pads in their pants wanting to be like me! Men constantly tell me that they want to have my babies and that they wanna marry me...get in line boys and be prepared to wait 'cuz it's a long one! Hell, I've got little kids that think smoking's cool because I smoke!!! Now I don't promote that anyone should pick up my bad habit, but that's just what kind of impact I have on this business!

Everyone comes out in droves to catch a glimpse of the best female fighter in the entire world...don't agree with me being the best? This championship belt on my shoulder that I've been holding for over 3 years says that you're a delusional dumbass. I'm the top draw of this company and I know it...you can say that I'm being vain and conceited but I'm just merely stating facts, it's no secret that I'm the money maker and that I'm the one that put asses in the seats more so than anyone else in this promotion. I'm not much on modesty...I flaunt what I have!

There's nothing like that feeling of standing behind the curtain right before my music hits...I can always hear the fans chanting my name even before the first note of my theme song plays; it sends chills throughout my entire body. I stand in the dark as I light up a smoke to settle my nerves...and then it hits. I burst through the curtain and the whole place erupts...I never get tired of that adrenaline rush! I almost can't hear my music thanks to the pyro detonating around me combined with the deafening roar of the crowd...I try to keep my eyes straight on the ring because if I look out into the sea of fans I'll be momentarily blinded by the flashing lights of their cameras. If I'm feeling froggy then I might slap hands with the fans on the way to the ring...just depends what kinda mood I'm in that day.

Over the course of my career I've gone from being a heel that fans loved to hate to being a fan favorite and one of the biggest names in my sport of all time....funny thing to me is that I haven't really changed my persona all that much; people like to root for the bad guys and gals, and of course I'm the Baddest Bitch of them all; there ain't nothin' sweet about me, honey! I guess I've eased up on blatantly breaking the rules as I've gotten older, but I'm no goodie-two shoes cookie cutter bitch either. I'm what they call a tweener, as I tow the line of being a babyface and being a heel; I'm too bad to be a babyface, but I'm not absolutely evil...I'll still use illegal tactics every once in a while if I need to because if you ain't cheatin', you ain't tryin'!

Of course there are still a bunch of people that hate me, and that's okay...I love making my haters look stupid every time I come out victorious! I know I'm controversial...some parents think that I'm a bad influence on their kids; sorry, but I'm no role model despite what you may think. I cuss, drink, and smoke a lot...deal with it! Don't like what I do? Don't fuckin' watch my matches and don't let your kids watch my matches!!! Some women think that my attire and my behavior is demeaning and makes women look bad...with a body like this, I can't help but flaunt it!!! Why hide all of this gorgeous thickness behind boring ass wholesome modest clothing? Those women are just jealous that they ain't got a body like mine...and it's all natural too; the only implants that I have are from my body modifications! No silicone here baby...just the benefits of good genes by being half-Black and half-Latina!!! Be it boos or cheers, it fuels me...it hypes me up as I'm walking down that ramp to the ring.

The best part of my job is when I actually enter the ring...I stand on the second turnbuckle and hold my belt high in the air once again proclaiming that I am the Ultimate Champion of the World and once again the crowd pops. I get down from the ropes, and then playtime's over...I'm done pandering to the fans; it's game time! I stare a hole through my opponent and talk mad shit to them as I flick my still lit cigarette at them...a big part of breaking my opponent down is psychological; I like to get inside their heads and frustrate them before I even throw one punch to throw them off of their game.

Once that bell sounds...it's on. I'm comin' for that ass...bottom line! I like to be the aggressor and I turn the intensity up 'til it can't go any more! I pull out my whole repertoire...I use my wrestling skills by utilizing powerful slams and suplexes, I put my fists and feet to work with hard hitting striking attacks, I even throw in some acrobatic aerial maneuvers and some submission holds and locks if the spirit moves me; my arsenal is well-rounded and I can put an opponent away with any of these if I wanted to! And then it happens...I catch my opponent slippin' and all of a sudden they become my victim when I hit them with my Destiny Destroyer finisher and spike them on top of their head!!! I give 125% effort in that ring and I don't let up until my hand is raised in victory at the end of that match and my belt is given back to me after yet another successful title defense...and just like that, it's over; another day at the office. After the match I head back to my locker room, I hit the showers, and then it's party time! I work hard...I play even harder!

I'm a fighter; a warrior. I don't think that I was put here on this Earth for anything else but to fight. That's all I've ever done in my whole life is fight, starting from my teenage years growing up in the hood to now. It's natural to me...it's like breathing and I just so happen to be pretty damn good at it while looking pretty damn good if I do say so myself; I have looks that kill and the body and physique of a Goddess!!! That's exactly the reason why I'm the reigning undisputed Ultimate Champion....I don't plan on letting this belt go at all. All of the hours in the gym, all of the training, all of the weights I've lifted, all of the miles that I've ran, all of the times where I've puked my guts out from training so hard and passed out from heat exhaustion, all of the sessions of genetic enhancement, all of the hours of floating in a stasis tank with all sorts of wires and needles embedded in my flesh to strengthen my body to metahuman levels, all of the blood and sweat that I've spilled...the culmination and physical manifestation of all of those things are right here in this belt of mine that I've earned through fighting and being the absolute best fighter in the world. I fuckin' go hard, man...I gets it in and put in major work!!! Don't tell me that I don't deserve to be the champ!!!

These other chicks here in the Triple F can't fuck with me...that's why I am the 'Unfuckwitable' Sapphira Reese! I am the measuring stick...I am the standard of what it is to be a great fighter; I am a legend in the making...I am the Ultimate Warrior!!! I'm that bitch...I'm a bonafide card-carrying badass and I dare ANYONE...man, woman, kid, alien, cyborg, robot, vampire, werewolf, gorilla, dinosaur, whatever...to step to me and TRY to prove me wrong! Doubt me if you wanna...step up and try me; when you wake up flat on your back and as you look up at me standing over you with my belt in hand and my foot on your chest as I flick cigarette ashes on you while blowing smoke in your face, it will be your own damn fault!"

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Full Name: Sapphira Destiny Reese
Nickname/Ringname: "The Unfuckwitable", "The Baddest Bitch Of Them All", "The Bionic Badass"
Age: 28
Height: 5 feet 10 inches
Weight: 155 lbs.
Eye Color: Silver/Light Grey
Hair: Jet Black
Nationality: American
Race: Mixed (1/2 Black, 1/2 Unknown; believed to be Hispanic)
Physique: Thick and voluptuous, yet slightly muscular
Measurements: 36DD-26-40
Signature/Finishing Moves: "Your Own Damn Fault" (Brainbuster DDT/Steiner Screwdriver), The Destiny Destroyer (Flipping Piledriver), "Bad Intentions" (Spinning Headlock Sitout Lariat), "The Naughty Girl" (Lionsault/Springboard Moonsault), Judgment Slam, Curb Stomp, Running Punt Kick
Special Powers/Abilities: Sapphira has undergone several genetic augmentation treatments which has exponentially increased her strength, speed, quickness, endurance, stamina, agility, and many other of her phyisical attributes. Her skeleton has been fused with a super dense metal alloy, making her bones virtually unbreakable. Nanites have been injected in her bloodstream which aid in her hyper enhanced healing abilities and also makes her immune to almost all sicknesses and diseases.

*Sapphira has most recently been fatally wounded and taken back to Scarlette Tamzarian's laboratory where her body resuscitated itself from death. Scarlette put Sapphira on life support and added some minor bionic parts, implants, mcirochips in her brain, bionic eye implants, and a bunch of new nanomachines to aid in her full recovery, making her body 25% mechanical and technically making her a cyborg in the process...although Sapphira is now a cyborg, most of her cybernetic components and parts (except her spinal column) are internal so she still appears as a normal human. As of right now until further notice, Sapphira is in suspended animation within a stasis tube with within Scarlette's possession as Scarlette hopes to make Sapphira into the ultimate cyborg warrior.*

All of her already heightened abilities have been increased two-fold...Scarlette has also given Sapphira the metahuman ability to subconsciously and psionically initiate random telekinetic acts that affect probability in her favor by making improbable (but not impossible) things to occur within her line of sight, thus causing her to have "good luck" and her opponents to have "bad luck." This "probability field" phenomenon can be anything from an enemy's equipment failure to hitting just the right switch with a stray shot to shut down an overloading nuclear reactor. The full extent of her powers is still unknown.

This subconsciously controlled talent is triggered when she is in a stressful situation (such as fighting or escaping). This effect constantly emanates from her body at all times and is completely subconscious. However, it is also largely participatory; in order for the luck to take effect, Sapphira herself must engage in an action whose chance she can affect. +Taken from Wikipedia+

Random Quirk: Sapphira is actually an excellent cook as well as a phenomenal dancer, especially in latin dances.

Fighting: Awesome (Metahuman Potential, master of all racial and related forms)
Agility: Awesome (Metahuman Potential)
Strength: Amazing (Press Up to 50 tons for a sustained period)
Speed: Excellent (Up To 75 mph)
Endurance: Monstrous (Superhuman Fortitude; rarely tires)
Reason: Good (Bachelor Degree Equivalent)
Intuition: Monstrous (Superhuman senses)
Psyche: Incredible (Great strength of will; well-trained/focused)
Resources: Spectacular (Medium Corporation, Multimillionaire)
Popularity: Amazing (Megastar)
Appearance: Awesome (Enrapturing)
Density Of Metal Laced Skeleton: Unearthly (Virtually Indestructible)

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I'm sorry...I was going through Sapphira withdrawal; Phira Fever had a serious hold on me!!! As you may have been seeing, I wasn't pleased with the decision to "kill" Sapphira off at the end of "All Falls Down" but I been wanting to empower her in some way to include her in my stories with the rest of my gals with extraordinary powers and such. I wanted to make her into a cyborg, yet I didn't want to make her like all of the rest of my extensively cyborg characters...I was actually gonna make her a clone of Diamond! Where's the creativity in that?

So...what I've come up with is that I've decided that I can have both. I want for Sapphira to be like "Bionic Woman meets Alice from the Resident Evil movies"...that way she can still look like the same Sapphira that we all know and love and still be a badass capable of immense power so that she can hang with the rest of my cyborg gals!

Sure, she's depicted in her ring gear in this pic, but I'm playing with the idea of giving her an alternate look...she can't go everywhere dressed like that! (Although it would be sweet if women did walk around with outfits like this on! ) I've got big plans involving her in future stories...as of right now, we still don't know if she's gonna be Scarlette's latest underling or if she's gonna rebel and become a heroine alongside Diamond and Lt. Raina and her cybercops. Guess we'll have to wait and see!

In the meantime, I just couldn't go on without drawing some hot cheesecake of Sapphira; if I were to make her into a full bodied cyborg, then I couldn't do sexy stuff like this! I really like how this one came out...that pose is soooooo sexy, yet badass to the bone. In fact, this is my submisssion to create a mascot contest...who better than a cussin' chain smoking gal with the words 'Bad Azz" tattooed on her ass to be the face of a group called Badass Babes?

Keep an eye out for Sapphira's official return soon!