Post by Xion Zeros on Jan 1, 2013 7:14:16 GMT -5
[shadow=black,left,300]Official GZWA Primetime Theme - : I Want It All / We Will Rock You [Mash-Up] - Queen (feat. Armageddon)
Recorded Date: December 31, 2012
Air Date: January 1, 2013[/shadow]
Prof. X: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the last GZWA broadcast for 2012. I’m “The Professor” Xavier Cox, and with me at ringside is the “Queen of Extreme” Francine Fournier, and “The Carter” Trey Carter. Did you two get everything you wanted for Christmas?
The Carter: I’m sure Santa brought Franny her annual sack of coal as usual.
Francine: Very funny, Carter, but you’ll be disappointed. Everyday away from you is worth a million presents in my book.
Prof. X: Behave you two. Tonight is a special event where several GZWA Superstars and Divas will be reflecting over the past year and presenting their resolutions for the New Year...
The Professor is interrupted by the arrival of the Parental Warning standing at the top of the entrance ramp with the Best in the World in tow.
Maddoxxx:
-Laughs- Guess who?
Take a look around you. Take one last good, long, hard look around you. This is the beginning of the end for everyone here at GZWA. Y’know for the past couple of months, we set to uncover the political propaganda that lies within this sport...and we've done just that. We exposed the REAL behind all this fakery that you see displayed each and every week.
Maddoxxx looks back at CM Punk who merely nods, urging him to continue.
Maddoxxx:
But the only problem is: the GZWA Upper Brass STILL tries to go at any length to shut us up every time we get just a little closer to uncovering the truth.
Well....We. Can't. HAVE. That.
See, a kid like me growing up in Toledo, which is known as a Blue Collar city with a reputation of being one of the most hardworking cities in the country, tends to have a personal credo of working hard to gain success and most importantly, RESPECT. Since DAY ONE, I've worked my way to the top, only to get violently SHOVED all the way back down to where I started....with nothing.
I thought it was all over for me....until...(looks over at Punk)...the reinforcements came.
CM Punk perks a brow as Maddoxxx continued.
Maddoxxx:
From this point on, WE ARE ALL WE HAVE. No Backup. No allies.
2012 was just a taste of our mission. In 2013, we plan to reset the world as you know it. It's Year Zero in the GZWA.....And it's No More Mr. Nice Guy, 'cause this time, Xion, WE AIN'T PLAYIN GAMES, BITCH!!
IT'S OUR TIME!
IT'S OUR TIME!!
IT'S OUR TIME!!!
CM Punk sarcastically applauded before raising his microphone to his lips, “Maddoxxx, that sounds great and all but with the New Year ripe on the horizon, just let it be known that I will not tolerate any further failures. I shall give you one warning and one alone. Disappoint me again, and I’ll show you why I gave Jerry Lawler a heart attack after he stepped in the ring with me.
It sickens me to see that carnival sideshow act still hold the Television Championship while the World Heavyweight Championship being contested between a fool who is more interested our Hawaiian Tropic bimbo-turned Women’s Champion and an airhead who can’t get over the fact that her ex moved onto the next piece of ass. I won’t sit back and let our cause fade into nothing in this company. We aren’t a group of misfits, fallen warriors, nor an entourage of arrogant fools. Unlike those that have failed before us, we have purpose.
We don’t need help in our mission as we are a society. There are many in this order but they refuse to stand up and open their eyes. 2013 will be the year where the everyone in the GZWA Nation will stand up and shout, ‘In Punk We Trust’.”
Both CM Punk and Dean Maddoxxx silently hold up their fists in unison as the cameras switch to the backstage feed.
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The sound of heels clicking on linoleum echoes through the GZWA hallways. A few seconds later, the origin of the sound is seen as the camera is focused on a pair of black stiletto heeled boots walking hurriedly down the narrow hall. The woman continues walking, while the camera rises up and zooms out slightly, revealing The Crown Jewel of GZWA to be the one making her way backstage. Her expression is emotionless and almost businesslike in nature, as the camera stays focused on her face. After a moment of the camera being on her, she stops and cracks a smile from the corner of her mouth in almost a smirk.
It's been several days since Final Encounter, and I still haven't gotten the smile off my face after what happened out there. I made Maryse the laughing stock of the GZWA locker room, even in front of Genesis. She finally got the em-BARE-ASS-ment that she's deserved for way too long now.
She giggled slightly at her little joke before her expression returned to one of seriousness.
In all seriousness, Maryse, I did enjoy kicking your ass. Although, I think I enjoyed watching your little temper tantrum more. I hope Genesis also got to witness that. Anyway, you say I'm trashy and associate myself with people like Tina Angel and Christopher Daniels. I think this is the first and probably only time that I'm ever going to agree with you that they are trash. I didn't come in to GZWA to associate with pieces of crap like them. Contrary to what you want to believe, I also didn't come in to this company to make a name for myself off of your so-called legacy. I didn't even come in to this company because of Genesis. I came in to this company to be the Crown Jewel of GZWA. I came here so that I can compete alongside men and women to be the Heavyweight Champion and show that there's more to women's wrestling than plastic beauty and superficial talent. Obviously, I know that you have no idea what I'm talking about, Maryse, but that's okay. I've beaten you once and I'll beat you again if you want a rematch.
She resumes walking, as she continues.
You said that there's nothing you can't do better than me. Well, from what I hear has been going around the Men's Locker Room, that may be true. I'll let you be proud of that little accomplishment. As far as true talent, I've beaten both male and female opponents in matches you wouldn't even dare to compete in for fear of breaking your fake little nails or getting your extensions ripped right out of your scalp. I've broken the bones of my opponents, so you're lucky you didn't end up in the hospital after Final Encounter. Like I said before, you want to continue to face me in the ring? Fine with me, Frenchie. I'll make sure you're on a first name basis with every staff member in Emergency Rooms all over the country.
Sapphire stops talking as she reaches her destination. She stands outside the door and taps her knuckles on it a few times. She takes a deep breath as she hears the handle begin to turn and just as the door starts to open, she stands her ground in a defensive stance with her fists raised, preparing to either attack or defend.
Maryse, if you think for one second --
She cuts her sentence short immediately as she looks up to face who she thought would be a vengeful Maryse ready to pounce. Instead, she finds the King of Controversy himself standing on the other side of the door. She unclenched her fists, lowering them at her sides as she returns to a normal upright position. She tries to keep a calm tone, not revealing that she was caught of guard, but her words give her away.
Oh, Genesis, hi. What are you doing here?
Considering that it was his locker room, she has a pretty good idea why he's there. 'Geez, Kristine, could you have sounded any more dumb!' she thinks to herself.
Genesis stood there, shaking his head until a smile came across his face. He couldn't help but be amused.
Genesis: "Well, 'Kristine'... it is my locker room assigned to me tonight. Apparently you didn't finish grade school and can't read. So, I'm going to cut you some slack this time.
Lemme cut to the chase. Who do I have the pleasure of talking to tonight? Am I talking to Kristine? The person I knew over ten years ago that was awkward, but fun to be around? Or a vengeful hellcat named Sapphire? So which is it? By the way, don't even think about playing games with me tonight. I'm not putting up with it anymore. Besides, didn't you humiliate Maryse enough at Final Encounter?"
Genesis spoke. As he crossed his arms. Waiting for an answer. He knew where this situation was headed. He too was placed in an awkward spot. Kristine and him go waaaaay back. Yet, Maryse on the other hand. Is his longtime girlfriend despite her evil ways. With the two ladies fighting and trying to grab his attention. He had to play the situation cool until he had the answers he was searching for.
Sapphire is beside herself at his words. The courageousness that she had to stand her ground against Maryse had melted away, and she felt herself starting to feel vulnerable. 'No,' she thought to herself, 'I'm not going to let him keep doing this.' She crosses her arms in front of her chest, trying to sound sincere even through an irritated tone of voice.
You don't have to worry about me playing games. That's not why I'm here. I came here to say thank you for coming to my defense the other night. I also wanted to say that I'm sorry for causing any problems between you and Maryse...Not what I did to her, but for hurting you.
It felt good for her to be able to speak to Genesis without allowing herself to fall into the usual trap of becoming hurt and vulnerable. Even though she felt stronger, she couldn't help but want to soften his mood. She uncrossed her arms, curling the ends of her hair around her finger.
Look, I know these last few weeks haven't been easy and I'm sorry. It's just that -- Well, to all those people out there, and most of them back here, you're Genesis. You're the King of Controversy and I get that. I understand, but with me? Brandon, I know who you really are and you're not that asshole you want everyone to believe you are. You've proved that in the past, and you don't have to pretend around me.
She looks up at him, searching his eyes for any sign of the man she once knew.
Genesis laughed in her face at the opening response. As he moves his hands down his side and replied.
Genesis: "Just for the record. I didn't come down to the ring to "save you" from anybody. You happened to be there at the same time Christopher Daniels was. I felt like busting his balls a little bit and was doing a pretty good job at it. Until you, as always, got in the way like the typical damsel in distress. Besides, you had no business being out in the ring with those two whack jobs, Kristine. You could've gotten yourself hurt!"[/color]
Genesis moves his right arm over to the doorway and leans up against it. Thinking, and pondering as he spoke. For a brief moment. Genesis showed a sign of concern. Perhaps, a small piece of humanity and compassion that Mariah spoke about before to Kristine.
Genesis: "Bah! What am I saying?? I can't believe I'm letting you of all people get to me like this. What is going on in that head of yours anyway woman!? Here I thought Mariah was crazy. Hell, I thought my ex-wife was a lunatic psychopath. Maryse may have an evil, vindictive side to her. But at least she has all her mental faculties in check.
As for Maryse and I? Well, it's no secret that her and I haven't been nearly as close as we should be. She's been busy with the whole "House of Maryse" thing, plus her wrestling career. I've been stacking bodies higher than Mount Everest as the Television Champion. I'm not sure what's gonna happen with us in the end, and why exactly that has to do with you and me."[/color]
Genesis could then visibly see that Sapphire/Kristine was becoming upset at his last remark. He let out a sigh, and he lowered his arm from the doorway and shook his head in reply.
Genesis: "Look... I didn't mean it the way it sounded. It's just that... *slight pause, while trying to come up with the right words to say.*I'm not the guy you 'think' I am. I'm a cold hearted, ruthless ring warrior. The person you 'thought' you knew is long dead and gone. I buried that a long time ago. The moment I made the ultimate sacrifice to get into this business eight years ago and put aside any & all human emotions that would slow me down on my path to immortality. I can't be distracted by these petty, personal attachments and love triangles.
You have to understand that 'Sapphire'. I'm not the type of guy you want for a relationship. Besides, I'm taken by Maryse as it is. Look, you're a nice girl. Maybe a bit on the crazy side. But nice, and good looking nonetheless. I'm sure you'll find somebody eventually. Hell, hook up with Xion. He'll ride anything with two legs. Justice and MiMi will tell you that first hand."[/color]
Sapphire takes a deep breath, as Genesis' words once again tear her down exposing her vulnerability, a feeling that she's become accustomed to, although still hates revealing. Her eyes lower to the ground, as she speaks, unable to even look him in the eyes.
I'm not crazy, Brandon, and you know that too. I'm not Mariah or your ex-wife, and I thank God everyday that I'm not Maryse. You know? I didn't come into GZWA to stalk you or get revenge or any other crazy shit you or that blow up doll you call a girlfriend may think.
She brushes away a piece of hair that had fallen in front of her face, and as she does she glances up to see Genesis becoming irritated and angry as she speaks about Maryse.
I-I'm sorry, I know that you see her differently than I do. Differently than everyone else sees her. I guess I just wanted you to know that I got involved in wrestling so that I can become the GZWA Heavyweight Champion someday. I wanted to re-invigorate women's wrestling and make people realize that we're not just eye candy. We deserve the attention and seriousness just the same as the men do. You've seen me in training. You know that I have what it takes.
She lifts her head to look at Genesis, her emotions conflicted. On one hand, she wants him to validate her. She wants him to say that she's different and that she is the Crown Jewel of GZWA and will make it one day. On the other, she knows that she doesn't need his confidence in her. She knows why she's there and wants to prove it to everyone. He remains silent in response, only furthering Sapphire's emotions. A tear escaped her eye, and rolls down her cheek except this time she lets it fall. She knows that being her first few months in the company, she's already looked at as an emotional gamble. The thoughts of knowing that she's let her brother and herself down are almost too much to bear, but she contains herself for the sake of being made to look even less like the Crown Jewel she strives to be. She reflects back upon what he just said about letting his emotions die, as she speaks once more.
That's not true about letting your emotions die, either. If you couldn't have bothered to be held down as you say by these relationships, you wouldn't have been with Mariah. You wouldn't be with Maryse. You can say what you want, but Mariah confirmed what I already knew. You do have a heart, but it's just been consumed by hatred and bitterness, and that's not who I fell in love with, Genesis. I fell in love with you because you were a kind, caring, compassionate boy who I thought was going to eventually turn into a sweet, loving man and make some lucky woman happy for the rest of her life.
I know you don't want to hear this, but a few weeks ago, I went to Nate's grave and on the way there, I did a lot of thinking. I remembered you being at his funeral all those years ago. Even though on the field, you guys hated each other, you knew that when it came down to what mattered, that it was just a game, nothing more.
She feels more tears on the brink of escape, but she closes her eyes to force them back. 'Don't do it, Kristine. Don't let him get to you that way. You're better than that, and Nate wouldn't want to see you turning into an emotional disaster when you're here for business.' The thoughts invade her head, as the tears stay inside. Sapphire realizes that she's getting nowhere and in addition to Genesis disregarding her, she knows that if she doesn't get her emotions in check, her reputation in GZWA will be irreparably ruined. Torn between her love for Genesis and her lifelong goal of accomplishing her dream, something inside of her finally snaps. She crosses her arms in front of her, as her eyes focus directly on the man before her. She speaks, her tone changes from that of an emotional diva, to the powerful tone of The Crown Jewel, who had become angry and irritated with the situation.
You know what? Forget it!
She snaps at him, while looking him in the eyes.
Maybe you're right. Maybe the only reason I care about you is because of all the good times I remember. All the times I thought would never die, but it's obvious those times got buried with my brother. So, keep being that asshole, Genesis. See where it gets you!
I know that you have a heart deep inside of you, whether you admit it or not. But do you want to know the truth? The truth is, that you keep it buried so deeply because Maryse has you so fucking blinded with her fake hair, fake nails, and fake personality. Don't you realize that? She's off doing her own thing promoting herself, when what she should be doing is being with you. She should be by your side while you're climbing to the top of GZWA. Not because she has to be and it takes time away from her, but because she loves you and wants to be. She just has you so wrapped around her little finger, that she's made you forget who you really are.
Sapphire keeps her eyes fixed on Genesis, with her arms still folded, letting her words soak in.
Genesis rolled his eyes and sarcastically replies.
Genesis: "Are you done yet?"[/color]
Sapphire nods, as Genesis continues talking.
Genesis: "First of all. Don't you EVER bring up your brother's name again to me, understand!? Kristine... Nate is dead! Let it go! Things change, and people change too. I'm trying to get this through your thick skull. I'm NOT the same man I once was. Whether YOU want to admit this or not *Finger Quotations* "Sapphire". The man you see before you has a heart of darkness, and the skills of ten men combined in the ring. No one, and I absolutely mean NO ONE... can touch me in this business. Not in the ring. Not on a microphone. Not even at commentary. As a person, I have no humanity left. I stopped trusting people and giving a fuck about others a long time ago.
The person you once knew died when everyone around me started to turn there backs on me one after another. Friends. Family. Acquaintances. Girlfriends. My Ex-Wife..."[/color]
Genesis noticed that Sapphire's head was tilted down to the ground. Seeing this, he became more agitated and angry.
Genesis: "LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU!!!"[/color][/size]
Genesis tilts Sapphire's head up by her chin. But she quickly knocks his hand back. Fighting off the tears as she openly wept in front of him.
Genesis: "Do you want to know the real reason I am with Maryse, Kristine? It's because a couple of years ago. I saw her as my meal ticket. When I entered ZXWWF a long time ago. I needed someone or somebody to give me that added extra advantage. When I saw what Maryse had done with the careers of wrestlers like John Morrison or Edge. I knew what I wanted and needed.
It was never about love[/color] It was business... pure and simple. She doesn't know this, and honestly, I can't believe I just told you. But I have no real feelings for her. It's all an act, just to keep her quote unquote 'happy' from day to day.
So all those things you say about Maryse are justifiable. Frankly, I don't care who wins this little childish game between you two. Hell, you can have Maryse face down, ass up after every match for all I care. Just do me this one favor Kristine and leave me the hell out of it!
I mean, what did you expect would come out of this anyway? That someday, somehow. You and me would end up together living happily ever after??"[/i][/color]
Genesis stops himself, and starts laughing his ass off at the thought of this occurring. By this point, Sapphire is a combination of enraged and in shock at what was just revealed. The tears have begun to dry up, and all she can do is stand in disbelief before verbalizing what she feels inside loud enough for them to hear down the hallway.
You don't give a shit about anyone but yourself, do you? You don't get it, Genesis. One of these days, you're not going to have all of this. You're going to wake up one day and realize that there's more to life than that Television Championship...or even the Heavyweight Championship.
She looks at Genesis, who's shaking his head while still laughing at her to show his disagreement.
You know what? I'm done. I thought you were different, but it's obvious that I'm just wasting my fucking time. I was wrong, and I'm sorry that I even tried to get through to you. I wish I would have never even met you and I only hope that one of these days, I'll be lucky enough to forget you. It's just a shame that can't be today and an even bigger one that my heart never will.
Hurt and angry, she turns away from Genesis and walks to the door, pulling it open. She feels overwhelmed with emotions, as she steps into the hallway, slamming the door shut as hard as she can behind her before walking off.
Genesis stood there... dumbfounded and confused. As the camera's panned over to him now that Sapphire/Kristine left the scene. He only had this to say to the GZWA audience that provoked a few laughs in the crowd.
Genesis: "Was it something I said!? *chuckles* Gotta looooove crazy chicks."[/color]
Genesis said as a tongue-in-cheek reference to his rival CM Punk, who he knew had to be watching this segment go down. As Prime-Time continues after this commercial break.
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A camera walks up to the "Superior God" from behind in his locker room. Asks him if he had any comment before the year ends. Turns around
. Points to the monitor. Imagine Double S is doing this to Joel Hall.
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. Everyone's the same at this point of the game. Keep your new year's resolutions to yourself. Its not happening for you. Lose those extra pounds? More like gaining more pounds? Maybe think of getting back with your ex who you messed up with? She's already married to someone else. Has a kid on the way. How about parent who wants to reconnect with your child. No! He hates with every fiber of his being, and would call the cops on you if you even got near. Here's a solution for you though. Drink, eat all day, every day. Let all the ooze come in. Join hell where you belong . Because that's where you all are going anyway. Already sounding like 2013 is going to be a great year doesn't it? The year of the Superior GOD once like 2012 is a definite. Can't wait to see who tries to stop me. AJ styles won't. He'll just give me the title. Genesis? He wants to see an asshole. Hasn't seen one yet. I can f*ck up anyone's life anytime, anyday. Try seeing one that isn't an act.As for this Lumber Jack match coming up, Lets just say that match is the last thing people will be talking about because you never know what could or might happen
. Tells the cameraman that his time is done, and shoved out the door.
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“Hey ya’ll, this is “The Georgia Peach”, Morgan Davis, even though I really don’t need an introduction.” (laughs)
“When I first got here, I thought to myself “okay, I got here. I worked my behind off to get into this facility. What can I do to make myself stand out from the rest?”, because being a female wrestler in this industry can be minimal. Being a professional wrestler for that matter. Once you’re in, you better have the charisma to bring the audience up to their feet, or boo you with emphasis. I watch WWE from time to time, and once the divas come out, I could hear a bunch of damn crickets all around the stadium.”
“So my first few appearances was where I wanted to turn the tables. First by wearing the most revealing thing possible to gather the audiences’ attentions.”
Morgan: Look, I know it's been only two days since I've been here, and I know I'm not gettin' as much attention as...say...that bitch Beth Phoenix...I'm lettin' ya'll know that no matter what ya'll say, I'm here to stay.”
Dropping the microphone on the mat, Morgan takes a quick twirl, proceeding to sway her hips while her theme song made itself noticeable. Her dance was intended on being seductive, or at least getting attention. Her next step was to reveal the secret that was hidden underneath her robe. She proceeded to gently let loose of the bow, and as the belt unattached itself, she quickly threw her robe out of the ring, trying to throw hard enough to reach the audience.
Revealed under the robe were two gold pasties attached, and a bright red thong (Actual picture NSFW). Showing her....exotic attire, she walked around the ring like a supermodel, turning her body towards every man and woman around her.
The Carter: I FREAKIN' LOVE GZWA! I wonder if she'd let me eat some of her peach cobbler?
Dropping the microphone on the mat, Morgan takes a quick twirl, proceeding to sway her hips while her theme song made itself noticeable. Her dance was intended on being seductive, or at least getting attention. Her next step was to reveal the secret that was hidden underneath her robe. She proceeded to gently let loose of the bow, and as the belt unattached itself, she quickly threw her robe out of the ring, trying to throw hard enough to reach the audience.
Revealed under the robe were two gold pasties attached, and a bright red thong (Actual picture NSFW). Showing her....exotic attire, she walked around the ring like a supermodel, turning her body towards every man and woman around her.
The Carter: I FREAKIN' LOVE GZWA! I wonder if she'd let me eat some of her peach cobbler?
“I’ll say that it got some divas’ attentions too.”
“And that made my presence here sold, and there was no stopping back. I got some divas riled up, and you know what? I was gonna bite back at those bitches, and have them running with their panties beneath their ankles. Full speed ahead.”
“I picked one competitor off after another. Once Mariah gave me the opportunity to become the next host for Hot Ass Mess, I knew that there was going to be some hell to pay in GZWA. I didn't give a
Morgan: "Of course everyone knows who I am, and in case you didn’t know, I’m Morgan Davis, or the Georgia Peach and today I bring to you what we’d like to call…..the ratchet ass behavior, the big ass bomb, the blunder, the moment they fell on their asses. Yep, that’s right. It’s the new and improved Hot Ass Mess with your new host “Miss Georgia Peach”.
"And finally we get to the dirt, the cheese, and the meat of Cody’s little infidelity. An exhibition? No, we call this one a masterpiece. So juicy that it could stain your clothes."
"Everyone behold!"
"Ladies and gents we have a winner. Clearly, Cody Rhodes has an interest in shemales, and as you can see in this picture, he is seen cuddling with Ground Zero Wrestling Association’s shemale wrestler, Angeli……oh my bad, a little typo. Mangelina Love. Look at that, ya’ll. Shame on both of you. What will April think of this travesty? I wonder who the bottom was between the two though."
"And finally we get to the dirt, the cheese, and the meat of Cody’s little infidelity. An exhibition? No, we call this one a masterpiece. So juicy that it could stain your clothes."
"Everyone behold!"
"Ladies and gents we have a winner. Clearly, Cody Rhodes has an interest in shemales, and as you can see in this picture, he is seen cuddling with Ground Zero Wrestling Association’s shemale wrestler, Angeli……oh my bad, a little typo. Mangelina Love. Look at that, ya’ll. Shame on both of you. What will April think of this travesty? I wonder who the bottom was between the two though."
“I’m giving everyone what they asked for: entertainment, and drama. Controversy makes great television nowadays, from musicians, to artists, to speakers. America wants something different or daring on their television screens. Can’t blame me for it. I’m just being a heel. A damn good one.” (laughs)
“2012 was certainly a great year, and 2013 will not be any different. Hot Ass Mess will be on everyone’s minds this year, and once these new superstar and divas come through, they better hope they ain’t got
“2013 ain’t ready for me. You know? Maybe I’ll turn face.......NOT!”
“Smooches...”(laughs)
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Just outside of her locker room, Katie practices her kicks when she notices Amanda sitting outside of her own one, so she walks towards her and leans back on the wall next to her, chuckling.
Katie: "So how's your head after I put you through that table?"
Amanda feels pretty dozy, but not because of the beating up, more all of the drugs she took. She's completely high and almost doesn't realize that it's Katie who talks to her. It takes a bit and then she looks up.
Amanda: "Well, I almost forgot what happened, but thanks that you ask. But I'm OK, it's not worse than after all the other matches I had."
She laughs in a pretty stupid way and looks at Katie, still not so sure what to think about all this. Desperately she tries to focus on the conversation, but it doesn't work very good.
Amanda: "But do you really care how I feel?"
Laughing at the doofed Amanda, Katie crosses her arms and looks away.
Katie: "I don't, I just enjoy poking you with a stick like the animal you are. If you don't like it, do something about it."
Amanda turns her head a bit. In the past she would have reacted aggressive, but now she only feels tired and sick. So only shrugs.
Amanda: "That's what I thought. So feel free to laugh at me, I don't care much."
She looks to the ground and for a moment her old aggressions come back, but it's only a very short moment and then she turns back into the wreck she is now.
Amanda: "And what should I do against it?
Katie rolls her eyes and sighs before starting to walk away.
Katie: "Forget it. You know, I'm glad that I went with your sister when Katrina broke up with me. In terms of how my and her lives went after that, it's pretty clear who's better in your family. I'm gonna go appreciate that. You enjoy killing yourself."
Amanda looks up and spits out, then she shrugs again.
Amanda: "Well, then go and fuck my sister, or do you really think that I care what this slut does?" She laughs in a dirty way and pulls a cigarette out of her pocket.
Amanda: "Oh, and it's a nice way to kill myself."
Katie clenches her fists and starts to turn around, but decides to move on. Out of nowhere, Amanda charges and pulls Katie by her hair. With her free hand she reaches into her pocket and pulls out her brass knuckles, and with a sadistic smile she smashes them into Katie's face, knocking her out. Then she lets go so that she falls to the ground again. With a cold glare she looks down to her.
"Well, you wanted to laugh at me, so who's laughing now you slut?"
A cold smile comes into her face.
"Do you still feel like a winner? Ha ha, I don't think so. But anyway, run back to your new friend, my fucking sister, and try to get banged, but I doubt that this slut still likes you with your damaged face, she prefers pretty people."
Now she kicks Katie in the side and roles her around with one foot so that she lays on her stomach.
"And now you'll see who's the real winner and what a winner does with her victim. Kiss my toes you fucking slut."
She shoves a foot under Katie's face and forces her to kiss her toes. For a moment a smile comes on her face and then she kicks Katie in the face. Amanda raises her arms in victory and walks off, with Katie laid out in the middle of the hallway.
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Tia Brooks is standing in the middle of the ring with a mic in her hand.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, you all might be wondering why I am out here. Well to answer your question, I have some explaining to do. Before I reveal some juicy info, I would like to bring out a guest. He is The Best In The World and my mentor, Mr. CM Punk."
Cult of Personality blasts through the PA speaks as CM Punk exits the curtain wearing a pair of athletic shorts and his trademark "Knees 2 Faces" T-Shirt.
He enters the ring slowly after taking a microphone from Zoey Valentine at ringside. He silently looks towards Tia Brooks as he leans against the corner post.
Tia smiles at Punk.
"Welcome Punk. It is great to have you here tonight. Now, as I promised, I am going to tell you what I have come up with, are you ready?"
Tia nods her head wait for Punk to respond.
CM Punk merely raises the mic to his lips, "Go ahead, Tia. I'm all ears. I'm anxious to know why you had to have an audience for this announcement as we already know about your undying affection for me."
Tia shakes her head with a smile.
"Oh Punk, here we go again. Keep it up, we might have to go to commercial." Tia laughs. "But really, the reason why I want to make this so public is because the GZWA Universe should know what is really going on. About a month back, you have been trying to take this company hostel. As a good little student, I agreed to help you and I knew it was going to take some work. In order for me to get the job done, I had to play Mole and find out what is going threw Mariah's mind and make friends with her. Does this sound correct so far?"
"Of course it does, sweet-cheeks. I hope this mean you have a bomb that's going to shake the foundation of this company harder than Sapphire's bed after one of her wet dreams about Sega Genesis..."
Tia nods agreeing to Punk's comment.
"Well good, because the journey is only beginning. As I was playing undercover and getting to know Mariah as well as Morgan and Katie, I was having such a good time. I haven't felt this way in years. Like being in a Sorority. Then I started thinking."
Tia stops for a moment with a questioned look on her face.
"Why? Why am I doing this?"
CM Punk interrupts, "I can answer that question, my dear. You are a loyal follower of Straight-Edge. You have seen my vision and sought to right the wrongs in this company..."
Tia yells at Punk. "I know!" Tia puts her hand over he face then back on her hip. "Which is why this is hard for me. Punk, after all of these years of working for you, I have made damn sure that I pleased you. When I needed help, you were never there. I had to do everything on my own. Yeah, you have trained me, true that, but it was me who put the championships around my own waist. It is time I start thinking about me again and quit handing you everything on a silver platter. Ever since bonding with the girls, I have felt wanted and important again. I just knew if I would have screwed Mariah over by giving you all of the fine details, it would have been wham, bam, thank you ma'am from you. Am I right or am I wrong? Don't get me wrong Punk, you are one of the greatest people I know, but at the same time, when you have so much power in your hands, it is like I don't even know you. You can hate me for doing this Phil, but I am not going to be anyone's puppet anymore. It is time to do me again."
CM Punk looks at her disappointed, "To quote a man who wishes he was as talented as me... Really? Really? Really, Tia? Is this what you call me out here to tell me? How you've come on your own and grown into a woman by having your first period and having a blast with your slumber parties with Mariah and her gal pals?" Punk shook his head before continuing, "No, no, no. This isn't bad thing for me, but it's damn sure bad for you. You want friends, then you can have 'em. I don't care, but the second they drop you to the curb like yesterday's garbage just like our oh so wonderful interim GM has done to her own sisters just to maintain her own popularity and relevance in this company, don't come crawling back to me. If you didn't get any of that, here's the short version since I'm sure you didn't take notes. Contrary to your deepest desires and fantasies, CM Punk will not be doing you, Tia. You're just going to playing with yourself from here on out."
Tia drops her mic and runs to the back with tears forming in her eyes.
The crowd boos Punk loudly as CM Punk tosses more salt into the open wound as he watches her leave, "I'd be crying too if everyone kept asking me if I was Kim Kardashian's stunt double everyday. Watch where you swing that ass Tia, the guys backstage can sue you for striking them with a lethal weapon with intent to kill."
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The scene opens with Tennel Blade sitting in chair facing the camera while an unseen interviewer asks her questions.
Interviewer: What was your outlook on 2012 in GZWA?
"Well, there isn't much to look back on since I've joined the company at the end of the year. But I can tell you that 2012 has been great to my. If it wasn't for me winning Extreme Women’s Wrestling’s NXT Season 4, I might not be sitting in front of you today."
Interviewer: This year, we saw you feud with Malita Conera. Is that the end of the bad blood between you two?
"This is only the beginning mate. You guys had a sneak peak in 2012, wait until 2013 hits. Malita better have a doctor on speed dial."
Interviewer: How are you coping with being in the GZWA as part of the company’s bridge program with EWW?
"So far so good, as long as I have a place to fight and to get my hands on the best so I can be the best. Malita is first, then I will get a hold of all the other later. Even though I have won a contract for the EWW, I am more than happy to keep that on hold for the time being."
Interviewer: Tennel, what is on the horizon for you in 2013?
"As I said before, Malita falling at my feet and who knows, maybe a championship around my waist. I see that the new year is going to be a bright one. Can't say the same about Malita though, as she is laying in a hospital as we speak. Hi love, hope that bed is nice and comfy, you better get use to it."
Tennel smiles devilishly as the scene fades out.
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The next segment opened to April Lee standing in front of her locker room which had the door open. April stepped back a little into the room, turned her head to someone who was inside the room and exchanged words with them. That very familiar Australian voice could only belong to one person – Lise Starr who refused to show herself on camera after a big loss at Final Encounter. The only part of Lise seen was her hand leaning on the door frame.
Lise Starr: I told you, I don’t want to go out there.
April looked back at the camera and stepped outside, shaking her head.
April: Damn it, I REALLY don't have time for you people right now.
Leaning her head inside her locker room, the camera makes out April speaking to Lise.
April: Lisey, there's people wanting to hear from you out here, I don't know if I can get them to go away. Come out here! And put the bottle away, last thing you need is the nuts around here on your ass about that.
Bopping her head back out again, April awkwardly chuckles at the camera, scratching her head as she tries to weasel an excuse out.
April: She's uh... not feeling very good. I don't think she's quite ready for the cameras yet.
Lise Starr: Ugh.
Expressing her annoyance, Lise stepped a tiny bit closer to the end of the door frame and revealed herself a little. Her long dark hair was fairly messy, it's possible that she didn't straighten all of it. Lise didn't want to reveal herself on camera so she didn't look her best tonight, outfit included: Basic jeans and a long white t-shirt.
Lise Starr: Well, this is embarrassing... All I am gonna say is 2013 better be a damn good year, better than the shit that was 2012. I don't believe in resolutions and all of that so I got nothing else to say...
In a desperate attempt to lighten the mood, April puts her hand and Lise's elbow and poses with her, a cheesy grin on her face.
April: That's uh... How they say "Happy New Year" in Australia!
Awkwardly laughing again, April puts her arms behind her back and looks to the ground.
April: Okay go away now, we need some girl time by our lonesomes.
April grabs Lise by the arm and drags her back into the locker room, slamming the door. She sits her down and then pulls at her own hair as she tries to grasp the situation at hand.
April: This whole thing is exasperating. What's happening to you, Lisey? That match was a fluke loss, you can turn this thing around.
Lise briefly looked at her black painted fingernails before looking up at April Lee.
Lise Starr: You know the reason why this loss has affected me a lot...
She ran a hand through her hair.
Lise Starr: Listen, I'm just not in the mood for this. Once the show is over I think I am gonna step out for a little on my own.
April sits down next to her and puts her hands on her face, screaming into them.
April: Oh Lisey, what am I gonna do with you...
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"Revolution" by Pennywise plays, with the red headed Taeler Hendrix revealed to the world, and approaching the stage. She enters the ring, snatching the mic from the announcer, "cleaning" it with the sleeve of her leather jacket. Climbing the corner, Taeler lies back on the top ropes, similar to the late Eddie Guerrero.
"I know, I know. You're so stunned to see someone who doesn't look like a tramp or a cross dresser with implants. I'm a rare breed these days. Thankfully you people get to see what a real, classy woman looks like. I feel bad for you and the poor excuse for women exhibit of this zoo you've had to put up with before. But I'm sure you've heard this kinda speech from loads of other girls. Of course they never lived up to their hype, but they weren't me. They weren't the Redhead Revolution."
Taeler slides off of the corner and looks back at the stage.
"I could go on forever about how good I am, but I don't like dragging on, and I like to let my actions speak for me. I'm done here for now, but just y'all wait till my first match to see what I mean. In fact, I'm gonna straight out issue an open challenge for next Primetime. Anyone who thinks they can take on this Redhead Revolution, I say bring it next time and get shut down."
Throwing the mic to the ground, Taeler jumps over the top rope as she makes her exit back up the stage, posing for the audience while smirking.
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The cameras fade in to the Bradley residence's living room, where Mike, Danielle, and Jessica Bradley are reminiscing about 2012.
"Why the long face, Mike?"
"Oh, you know why, Danielle. I can't help but feel that this year was a failure. I was prepared to grab GZWA by the throat and become world champion. But thanks to some convenient manipulation by Justice, not once but twice, I failed to live up to my guarantee that I would be world champion by the end of 2012. I didn't even get a world title match to begin with. And now I'm banned from title matches for six months... It makes me question whether or not I want to keep wrestling if this is how it's gonna be."
"Honey, you have to make the best of a bad situation. Use this time to show Z that you're world championship material and maybe he can reverse Justice's decision now that he's in control."
"Well, remember what I said at Final Encounter, babe, he can be a bit of a hardass. I remember when I was forced into a tag team with Skinner Morris, I told Z that's not what I was here for, and he agreed to split the team, albeit reluctantly so. So you can understand why I'm a little antsy about any of us talking to him about it."
"Look, man, one of us will talk to him when we get the chance. In the meantime, just keep kicking ass like I know you can."
"Thanks shortstop. You do the same. I have a feeling 2013's going to be a big year for the Bradleys..."
Mike turns toward the camera.
And if you don't know, now you know!
Danielle throws her jacket over the camera and the scene goes black.
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Carnage is seen sitting on the stairway steps of the arena chewing on some chewing tobacco while he has been awaiting for tonight's main event.
Carnage: it has been awhile since you all last saw me as my last moments in this company were of me being carried out on a gurney by the hands of Amanda Cortez. Alot of you have probably been wondering whatever happened to me after that match and why after all this time did I wait for Final Encounter to show up once again to attack AJ Styles & Justice? Well the answer to that is simple, ever since my arrival here in this company I have done nothing but make an impact, won awards, and have had some of the most brutal matches in this companies history yet every time I have ever had an opportunity at championship gold I have always been screwed out of my opportunity by someone and I am tired of having to take a backseat to all the other so-called "Superstars" in the back cause now it is my time. Styles & Justice, you two were in the wrong place at the wrong time as you two were fighting over the championship title that I want and nobody will stop me from taking that title from you Styles not you, Justice, or some masked luchador who appears out of nowhere.
Carnage brings a plastic cup to his mouth and spits out some of his chewing tobacco then puts it back down.
Carnage: With 2013 just around the corner you will hear everyone talk about their new years resolution of becoming champion well this is not one of them as this is not a goal I am setting but a guarantee that I will become the GZWA Heavyweight Champion and I don't care who it is that I have to go through to get that title as I am gonna break each and everyone of you. So Styles good luck with your match tonight and enjoy the remaining time you have with that title as your time as champ is running out.
Carnage slaps the camera out of his way as he runs up the stairs and out of view as the scene fades to black.
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