Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2014 15:20:27 GMT -5
This is a joint RP with @star
Somewhere in the backstage area of the arena, we see both AJ Lee and Paige. AJ wearing her black "Till Your Last Breath" shirt, as well as her usual gear of long socks, black Chuck Taylors and her personal wristbands, remains leaning on the wall, her arms folded and one leg pressed up against the wall. Paige is wearing her black top covered by a hoodie with words "Do What Thou Wilt" printed on it, black booty shorts, black knee pads, and black boots. AJ looks to the floor while her arms are still folded and lets out a soft chuckle. "You know... People say a lot of things about me, about both of us. People think of as many possible ways to insult me. They say my wrestling is sloppy, that I'm overrated and that I have crap matches. They mock me and tell me whenever they can that people only like me because what, I'm geeky? Because of who I've had relationships with? I am not defined by who I've been romantically linked with, I am my own being. To any of the assholes who go about telling me that I'm only where I am because of where my lips have been, whether that's morons in the audience, or the wretches in the back, I'm saying "screw you" to all of them. I don't care what people think of me..." AJ stares forward with a demented glare before turning to Paige, grinning. "My only friend in the world is Paige..."
Paige nods her head at AJ while smirking. "You know AJ, people are quick to judge you because like me, you stick out. We aren't like all of these Janie-Come-Latelies. We aren't these promiscuous barbie dolls that are cut up from needless plastic surgery. People like them are a dime a dozen while we deviate from the norm. You and I are each one of a kind. We would rather be ourselves. It's funny how being ourselves is frowned upon in this world. I would rather be a brutal sadist only comparable to Elizabeth Brownrigg than to be a mindless drunken Barbie Doll that gets passed around like a beer bong at a frat party." Paige sneers and shakes her head from side to side. "People are so easily fooled into following the herd. The majority have a herd-like mentality, because they're too stupid to think for themselves. Not only are they too stupid to think for themselves, but their stupidity is compounded by ignorance. So even if their ignorance was cured, their stupidity would remain because you can't fix stupid."
AJ stands upright next to Paige and puts her arms in the back of her shorts as she smirks. "Exactly, P. Look at the rest of the brain dead idiots here. They used to call the rest of them Divas. And now they call them Vixens. You and me? We're so much more than that. They can call us stupid names and act like they're so cool because they make fun of us like some kind of hipsters, but the fact is, we're simply better than the rest. On the last episode of Primetime, I defeated Lita. And I made her tap out, like a little BITCH. Oh yeah, I said the b-word, I'm real cool now..." AJ chuckles as she rolls her eyes. "But the point still stands. People can say their crap like "Oh, she's a shell of what she used to be" or some crap like that, but the point is, I defeated one of the faces of the past generation of women wrestlers. Meanwhile, my former best friend that supposedly is better than me for happening to have a lighter fall through a freaking GLASS TABLE is now losing to an unintimidating woman child like Bayley. That won't be the case with us in this scenario. So P... We're not Divas, we're not Vixens, what should we call ourselves?" AJ asks as she puts one arm around Paige, placing her hand on her shoulder.
"We should call ourselves female wrestlers, because that's what we entered this business for." The morons in the crowd watching groan at the thought of women joining a wrestling company to wrestle and not to make drunken, incoherent slobs out of themselves. "Yeah, it's shocking to the majority that we're here to wrestle. We're not here to put on fake tans and fifteen pounds of makeup to hide our true selves or look at ourselves in the mirror constantly. We're here because we want to wrestle, we love to wrestle, and we live to wrestle. Wrestling is in my blood. It's in my family. Like AJ, wrestling is in my heart." Paige looks at AJ and they nod their heads. "The fact that people have the audacity to treat us like shit because we're not dressing like whores and getting into unbelievable catfights makes me sick. Because we aren't prototypical deevers or 'vixens' as they're called now, AJ and I are shunned. We're viewed as outcasts because we don't fit the profile of a deever or a vixen. We're shunned into the darkness." Paige looks at AJ again. "Seeing as they like to shun us into the darkness, we should fight back as the Daughters of Darkness."
AJ grins towards Paige. I like that, P. The Daughters of Darkness..." AJ looks forward again, placing her arms behind her back and leaning forward slightly with a smirk. "On Primetime, we're going to have Bayley and Jade Wylder demonstrate exactly why everyone who has ever abused or made our lives miserable in any way should fear for their lives. Do not take us lightly. We WILL mess. You. Up." Leaning back once more, AJ raises her arms. "We are AJ Lee and Paige, we are the Daughters of Darkness. And if you think we're not worth taking seriously..." AJ turns to Paige. The camera does a close-up on the face of the young Anti-Diva - the Sociopath of GZWA. "You'd better think again!" Paige says with a sneer as she pushes the cameraman to the ground and the cuts to black.