Post by ❀ℋine 'ea❀ on May 26, 2015 10:42:46 GMT -5
The scene begins with bright lights in every corner of a hallway covered in white walls and carpet. Suddenly a woman in black lingerie under a white collared shirt appears from the back towards the front of the screen.
Before the camera cuts to a close up of a wine glass on a nightstand, before zooming out to reveal a white loveseat, which woman enters from the left to sit on. One leg reclined over the other, before she finally speaks.
“Delta Madison. I always tell everybody that besides WWA4 and GZWA, I don’t have a long history in other feds like everybody else. I don’t have the receipts to call myself a veteran in the wrestling business. I don’t have this knowledge and wisdom that I can share to people about the sport. Delta Madison, however, does. Her history has always put her as a team player. A figure within circles of empowering women, or sisters in most cases.
“I’d like to think of Delta as a more… “classier” and more experienced version of me: started her career as a dancer, ventured into several wrestling promotions compared to my two, and you are no stranger to stables. The bluntness, the sass, the honestly. Yeah, she has it.”
“But the “experience” is what makes us so different from each other. She has already proven herself to be a notable figure in the wrestling community. Meanwhile, I’m still having to prove to people that I’m more than just a Southern girl who used to “buss it open” for money. Also I’m still hungry for contendership of a title, at least. I have never even headed to that stage in my life, and at this point, I’m sick and tired of it, and I’m sick of these bitches like The Cliques running around here with a title and receipts of being a veteran over everyone else’s heads. I want to be the one to have each and every one of those hoes finally suffer.”
“But, as I’ve said to Raven’s vain ass before, this is what’s keeping me at that stage, and unfortunately, a very own dancer-turned-wrestler is right in front of my road to success.”
The woman grabs the wine glass to elevate closer to the camera.
“So I give a toast to Delta Madison, because as I don’t talk about shit like this often, but I am influenced by people like her. A very own Queen in her own right.”
“But just know, Delta…..that I don’t play games.”
“Clink Clink….”
Before the camera cuts to a close up of a wine glass on a nightstand, before zooming out to reveal a white loveseat, which woman enters from the left to sit on. One leg reclined over the other, before she finally speaks.
“Delta Madison. I always tell everybody that besides WWA4 and GZWA, I don’t have a long history in other feds like everybody else. I don’t have the receipts to call myself a veteran in the wrestling business. I don’t have this knowledge and wisdom that I can share to people about the sport. Delta Madison, however, does. Her history has always put her as a team player. A figure within circles of empowering women, or sisters in most cases.
“I’d like to think of Delta as a more… “classier” and more experienced version of me: started her career as a dancer, ventured into several wrestling promotions compared to my two, and you are no stranger to stables. The bluntness, the sass, the honestly. Yeah, she has it.”
“But the “experience” is what makes us so different from each other. She has already proven herself to be a notable figure in the wrestling community. Meanwhile, I’m still having to prove to people that I’m more than just a Southern girl who used to “buss it open” for money. Also I’m still hungry for contendership of a title, at least. I have never even headed to that stage in my life, and at this point, I’m sick and tired of it, and I’m sick of these bitches like The Cliques running around here with a title and receipts of being a veteran over everyone else’s heads. I want to be the one to have each and every one of those hoes finally suffer.”
“But, as I’ve said to Raven’s vain ass before, this is what’s keeping me at that stage, and unfortunately, a very own dancer-turned-wrestler is right in front of my road to success.”
The woman grabs the wine glass to elevate closer to the camera.
“So I give a toast to Delta Madison, because as I don’t talk about shit like this often, but I am influenced by people like her. A very own Queen in her own right.”
“But just know, Delta…..that I don’t play games.”
“Clink Clink….”