Strong, Assertive Women.

[DELT∆]

Matches were announced for the upcoming Primetime and the Ladies of Doom were allocated time for an exclusive promo for GZWA.com. Endee and Delta are scheduled to compete in their second round match for the Tag Team Tournament against The Bradley’s. In the past couple of weeks, Mike Bradley had some choice words for Endee Leights, especially having a particular hatred for her The E.N.D nickname. 140 characters and less were exchanged over Twitter, but other then that, Endee hasn’t properly responded to Mike’s jabs.

With a white brick wall setting, Delta Madison and the newly blue haired Endee Leights looked into the camera. They both wore crop tops with the Ladies of Doom logo printed on them.

“Like our new tops?” Delta started the promo pointing at her black top with the white version of the logo. “Coming soon to GZWA Shop, you will able to show support for the next GZWA Tag Team Champions.”

The camera zoomed into Delta’s chest to get a clearer view of the logo. Delta winked into the camera as it zoomed back to the view of both Delta and Endee.

“Was it necessary to get a close up of your chest?” Endee quipped in, raising her eyebrow at Delta.

“I’m trying to spruik these shirts, duh.” Delta put her hands on her hips still looking into the camera.

Endee rolled her eyes, knowing Delta was undermining her. “Spruik isn’t even a word.”

Delta ignored Endee and continued their promo, knowing that they couldn’t waste time on mindless banter.

“The word bitch is one word that gets thrown around a lot. The word bitch is hardly associated with its original definition of female dog - it’s always associated to degrade strong, assertive woman.”

Delta was referring to Mike and Danielle’s recent Youtube video of them describing the “bitches” of GZWA.

“Looks are subjective. It’s so easy to bring a women’s appearance to the equation to justify their “lack” talent and knowledge.” Delta sniggered thinking about The Bradley’s last promo. “It’s painful to see, Danielle, a woman, mindlessly supporting her brothers cause. It’s laughable.”

“You know what.”Endee spoke up, with a serious demure upon her face. “The way I look doesn’t mean I have a lack of interest of being a professional wrestler. I worked so damn hard to become a professional wrestler, you have NO idea.” Endee paused to gain composure. “I’ve dealt with everyone criticizing my choice of becoming a wrestler –I’m too small, too skinny, too weak… The list goes on. And look, I’m STILL here.”

Endee was becoming emotional with her voice cracking but she persisted on. “And here we have, Mr. Meta himself, the police of nicknames on my back about my choice of mine. The E.N.D is apparently so terrible.” The sarcasm echoed in Endee’s voice. “So, fucking, what?”

“What’s so Meta about Mike Bradley anyway?” Delta added in. “He must feel special being a wrestler, talking about wrestling in a wrestling ring while wrestling a wrestler.”

“Wow, that’s too meta for me Delta.” Endee pretended to act mystified over Delta’s attempt of being meta.

“Nicknames aside.” Delta continued. “Endee and I are going to go into that match and there will be a guarantee of two siblings walking out the victors and I’m pretty sure it will be two sisters.”

“I’m sorry that Mikey has to deal with so many strong, assertive women throughout his career. But that’s not our problem.” Endee shrugged. “We can’t help it that you’re such a douchebag.”

“Don’t worry Endee, I think he just has a crush on you.” Delta winked and nudged her sister playfully.

“He has a wife and a kid, who he likes to constantly remind us of.” Endee ribbed

“He is a man, that won’t stop him from anything.” Delta grinned, raising her eyebrows at Endee in a suggestive matter.

“Hey guys, remember to look out for our new range of shirts on GZWA shop.” Endee quickly changed the subject to signal the end of their promo.

Delta smirked, deciding not to continue mocking Endee about Mike’s possible crush. “See you guys at Primetime.”

With that the camera cut off, ending their promo.