Post by raYne on Apr 16, 2014 17:39:39 GMT -5
+ ~ Tuesday. April 15th, 2014 ~ +
The camera faded in, the time? 5:35pm. The scene... a press conference, a few feet outside the Vets Memorial Auditorium in Des Moines, Iowa.
All of the local news stations had gathered, reporters taking their seats. A stage was set up at the front, before the rows of chairs.
'Takin' Over The World' by The Pussycat Dolls began to play, music that hadn't been heard in association with Ladies All-Star Wrestling.
The curtains on-stage parted, and a figure stepped out... more like BOUNDED out, lifting her fists to the heavens, as cameras snapped off a few shots.
Microphone in hand, snOw spoke.
"Are you people ready?!", she exclaimed proudly. "I SAID--Are y'all READY?!?! Because I called y'all here today, to make an ANNOUNCEMENT! I been lookin' 'round the landscape ah LAW. I been takin' a lookit the foundation. And baby, I think it's time tah SHAKE THINGS UP 'ROUND HERE!!"
The mass of people rose their voices in cheers and clapped their hands in applause, prepared to hear just what snOw had in mind.
snOw began to pace left & right, as she spoke into her mic. "Ya see, I was watchin' this ol' tape. A lil place that shall not be mentioned, starrin' a stuck-up BITCH whose name ain't gonna be mentioned here today. Let's just say her pair of fake tits looked sweet, but I gotta feelin' they'd taste more like plastic than candy, if ya catch my drift! I HATE chicks like that." snOw stopped in her tracks, and looked toward the audience. "I HATE barbie dolls! I hate gals that are FAKE, from the outside, in. Fake tits, fake hair, fake nails, fake bodies, fake PERSONALITIES!! And gat dammit, I looked at that promo, if ya can even call it that....
"...then I looked at the roster here in LA-Dub.
"Ya got'cher Skye Sparks, yer fuckin' 'BubblyBoop' Kayley Hale. What in tarnations is a fuckin' BUBBLY BOOP!? Anyhell, then ya got these two new bitches, Aphrodite & "The Reflection of Perfection", Crystal Hilton. Perfect? Really? Ya think yer perfect cuz ya got movie star looks, fancy clothes and camera clowns snappin' yer every step? Miss Crys, lemme clue you in on a lil somethin'. This ain't no fuckin' set of '90210'. This here's a WRASSLIN' comp'ny. And ya ain't steppin' intah no damn posh Bevery Hills mansion. Yer steppin' intah my playground, MY jungle. My yard. The squared-circle, the WRASSLIN' RING."
snOw motioned for the camera to come in closer, which it did.
"You step into MY ring?
And bitch... I will break you."
snOw shoved the camera away, as it soon repositioned. She glared out at the reporters with a serious scowl... before grinning.
"Yeah, I looked at 'em. Hell, lookit my opponent come 4/20. Lil Cyndi Warren. Ain't nuttin' but a purdy face, and a bright smile. Sure, she ain't as bad as a lotta these supermodels tryin' tah pass themselves off as ath-eletes. But she ain't that much better, neither.
"Which brings me to the reason I brought y'all here t'day. As a certain man by the name ah Hart once said... Enough is enough. And it's time fer a CHANGE. Come 4/20? That change will come. I made two phone calls. TWO. And the ball's already been set intah motion. I ain't gonna give too many damn details yet. But best Believe... when Sund'y rolls 'round? You WILL know the change has come. The time has arrived, LA-Dub, fer an ol' fashioned, landscape-alterin', foundation-shakin', world-rearrangin', status-quo-BREAKIN' #change."
'Takin' Over The World' suddenly cut, with the sound of a needle scratching.
And another song took its place.
snOw smirked. And spoke.
"Bam, bitchez. Shit just got real."
snOw smiled broadly toward the crowd, raising a fist to the sky.
As two figures stepped through the curtains.
And another song took its place.
snOw smirked. And spoke.
"Bam, bitchez. Shit just got real."
snOw smiled broadly toward the crowd, raising a fist to the sky.
As two figures stepped through the curtains.
&
The three joined hands, raising their fists into the air above... as 'BreakDown' by Twiztid played the scene out, in a blinding light of camera flashes.
'Bout to breakdown everyone of you hoes
I make sure the world knows who's weak and hollow
I'm a beast to follow, left it all looking for a beat to swallow
It'll be 52 weeks tomorrow, since I started my killin' the weak shit embargo
Hid em all in precious cargo, ego killer, wanna sleep like all go
Maybe I'll save the world tomorrow,
But right now? Your time is borrowed.
Breakdoooown!
...I can hear em callin' I can't stop from fallin'...
Someone save me noooow!!
...i'm just so confused now, feeling used and let down...
4.20
Mark the date.
Don't be late.
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