Post by The Bradley Clan on Jan 2, 2015 14:57:35 GMT -5
Danielle Bradley is working out in her gym alone, with her entrance theme, "Wretches and Kings," blasting on the speakers.
She gets up from her bench press and paces around the gym.
"Since nobody is allowed at ringside for Mike's Television Title match, that left me with a lot of time on my hands at Dead or Alive. So imagine my surprise when I was put in a traditional Survivor Series match, the first one of my career, with seven people with whom I have never had any interaction."
She stops pacing and turns to the camera.
"Kinda scary, isn't it?"
Then she scoffs.
"No, it isn't scary at all. Do I look like the kind of woman who would be intimidated by anything? You people have known me for too long to know the answer to that."
She goes over to the leg press machine and puts 200 pounds on it. Then she goes to work, speaking between presses.
"I know how to approach a situation like this... as Stone Cold would say, 'Arrive, raise hell, leave.' And that's what I plan to do. Kick everybody's ass and disappear into the night like nothing happened."
She completes her reps, then sits still for a while, and sighs.
"There's just one problem I have... why do I have to get bottom billing on my team?"
She leaps up from her seat and changes the track on the stereo: Flume & T-Shirt's "On Top."
"Listen to these lyrics. It explains exactly how I feel."
"That's right. All that I want in this life is the chance to do my thing. I want the top! I'm not going to be overlooked in this match. I'm going to steal the entire show!"
Then she goes over to the box hop station, leaps two feet in the air, and lands firmly in the center of the top of the box.
"I'm prepared to take out every last one of my opponents - from the frail-ass Jade Wylder, to the scrawny Tyler Storm and Jaser Cruz, to the ultimate stiff, Sean O'Haire. None of you are prepared for what I'm about to unleash on you at Dead or Alive!"
Then she sits down on the box and the camera zooms in.
"As for my teammates... Victor, Chris, Kidd... you're more than welcome to take your shots at these phonies, but don't insult me and leave me to pick up the scraps. I'm more than capable of handling the lion's share of work. I guess the same message goes for my teammates as my opponents... don't take me lightly - it hasn't worked out for my opponents in the past!"
And if you don't know... now you know!
She winks at the camera and the scene fades to black.
