ReAction -- Primetime 6-19-17

[Athena]

After a discussion with Xion Zeros, we came to a conclusion that from now GZWA's official after show will no longer have any given guidelines or questions as it used to have before. From now on, a ReAction board will be created after the show, with only an informational message about what the show is. This will not only eliminate a tedious task of trying to condense the entire lengthy show into a handful of questions, but also will give you an entirely free creative reign over how to "react" to Primetime or any of our PPV events/specials. Also, the board will be set up a lot quicker, so you will be able to add your segment as soon as possible. So, without any further due, let's open our renewed thread for GZWA's ReAction.


ReAction is open to all GZWA Superstars and Vixens to further develop their storylines and current or future feuds. The topic is not limited to only the match and segments of the current Primetime, but is also here for newcomers to "react" on the events and/or introduce your characters in-character if you're a debuting Superstar/Diva and didn't appear in the most recent show results.

[❤Rose❤]

After her match and the following chaos, Amanda is on the way back to her home. Since she has no car anymore, she has to use the train and a bus and this costs so much time. Now she sits in the train and thinks about the whole thing.

"Fuck, I really hope, that you're happy now. At least I did my job and nobody can complain. It wasn't my fault that I didn't win this fucking match and it wasn't my fault, that this idiot Diabolo had to interfere."

She shales her head and even though she's a bit frustrated, she laughs out.

"Damn, what a fucking idiotic name. These idiots in this company are really too childish and laughable. How can a grown up person call himself Diabolo? But anyway."

She clenches her fists.

"He really has to get his ass kicked, but why should that be me? My job was it to fight Rex and this I did, so everybody should be happy. Even though I doubt that all this crap is over. I know the bosses for such a long time and I'm pretty sure that he has other plans now. But why worrying about it. I can't change it anyway."

The people in the train are already looking at her and so she stops talking to herself. Again she sighs, but then she sees that she will be home soon and a smile comes into her face. Then the scene fades to black,

[Patrick]

Oh Sam and Konrad...

Says Jayson smiling wide for the camera.

You guys both should now known that we are a threat, rather if you want to admit it or not. I keep telling them things are gonna be like this for awhile. Unto we all go our own ways and hey, by than we will all be feuding for a World Championship or something. We got our rematch and did you really think we could be held back. Sam hates me, I hate him and you known The Miz and Konrad don't like one another. Do you really think toots is going to make us stay apart? You better do a better job than these half ass rent a cops. Get some real wrestlers out there. I mean you gonna need it in case we break out onto the street, bashing each other skulls with road cones, wheelbarrows and whatever else we can find. Because you could not stop us tonight, your not going to be able to stop us when we come after you for the Tag Team Championships.

He ends things, rather you like it or not... from the way things look tonight, Jayson could very well be telling the future.

[Patrick]

Justin shakes his head getting backstage.

Tonight, was rather.. well it was stressful. First I got dragged into the Nikki and Foxy thing. They want me, no sorry Foxy wants me to ref their match. I don't like being used as anyone's pawn Alicia and I'm not yours. The fact you claimed you had me before I had Nikki, we never dated. You never had me. Maybe in your mind you dreamed of us together, but I'm not interested. Their is only one girl for me and that is Nicole, no matter if she loves John Cena or not.

He tells the camera.

Now onto the World Champion, Ry Drake your a coward and that is putting it nicely. All you do is hide behind your monster and hide behind Casey. You just better hope she really likes you Ry. You do known who her sister is right? The girl who didn't even want to be in this. Mandy if you don't wanna be here, find a new job. Go do porn, you look the part anyways. And before you go calling me a child, ask yourself one question. What is it going to look like when this child becomes World Champion? 

He takes a pause.

Back to you Ry, I can give you a little answer about being a god with you. Your no god, your a mith and miths are busted every day. You may be on top of the Moutian, but just like your monster Rex, your gonna fall and I'm going to be there to pick up your championship. Diablo, I haven't forgot about you. So your pissed about getting screwed out of your match huh? You wanna be in this, you got it! You want me to go through you to get him, you got it. Consider it done.

He says determined, maybe not in a few weeks, maybe not this month.. but he will be the World Champion.

[Xion Zeros]

Ashleigh Cash stood in a private room in a local Gold's Gym where she stood next to the Showstoppin' Senorita herself, Mariah, as they ran on the treadmill. Sensational Mary leaned against the wall, fanning back to the guy at the front desk.

Mary: "We have all the time you want tonight. I paid upfront in cash to rent the building for as long as you two need."

Ashleigh's eyes widen, "You carry THAT much cash on you on a regular basis?? Aren't you afraid of getting mugged?"

Mary rolled her eyes, "One, I'm not a lightweight pushover. Two, I'm allergic to plastic. Three, you've seen what I have done to men and women in and out of the ring. I'm more than capable of taking care of myself. I'm doing you and all of the Vixens a favor by NOT getting in the ring with you these days."

Ashleigh turns back around to face Mary, "I hope that cheeky attitude of yours gets your nose broken in so many places that you could cosplay Picasso's artwork without any makeup."

Mariah sighs, "Mary, quit pushing her buttons. I called Ashleigh here to help me out."

Ashleigh perks up, smiling back at Mariah, "Sure thing, MiMi. Whatcha need?"

"My friend Zora is having issues transitioning from her training at 3 Kount Wrestling to wrestling here in GZWA. I was wondering if you wouldn't mind being her sparring partner when we get back to NYC? I'm going to get in the ring with her too, but it would help me to give her someone other than myself to train with. I don't want to intimidate her."

"Sure thing, MiMi! I don't mind. It's not like I have anything else to do lately anyway. The boys don't want me to get involved with their skirmish with the Enforcers and it's not like I'm at the top of the food chain to get a title shot or get a match period, so I happen to have a lot of free time on my hands. Besides, even if I didn't... I would find a way to help you out. I owe you a lot. Zora seems like a nice girl. I think we could have a lot of fun with this."

Mary muses, "You have all of that free time and you haven't bothered challenging Blake for her title? You must be shaking in your boots like the rest of the girls around here. Marisol, I'm surprised you haven't stepped forward with your holier than thou righteous do-goody attitude..."

Ashleigh snaps back, "Why haven't YOU challenged her yourself? Scared to get your ass kicked?"

"How about no? I have the dignity, honor, and prestige to uphold for my Queen of Queens Championship and it's champion. I can't have my champion stepping into the ring with the scrubs. No, I have to ensure that Vi has the best competition for these title defenses. I'm sparing no expense to make sure I fly in her challengers... or rather victims for the shows. Scheduling and juggling all of that paperwork takes up enough of my time. Besides, why should I soil my hands with that matter when I'm having so much fun with my Reinas project?

ALL of you Vixens act like you all have your big girl panties on, so why not prove it? All I see around here when I'm watching at home is a lot of talk but no go."

Ashleigh is about to respond, but Mariah speaks up first.

"She's right. Absolutely right if I may add..."

Ashleigh looks surprised, "She is?"

"A lack of focus and the concept of priorities is lost on this division for quite some time now. This group of women is new so there's hope for them to change, but there's others who I am concerned with where their priorities lie. I refused the Vixen Championship when it was offered to me after the title was vacated because I felt it was better for the division if I stepped back and took the role as a teacher and allowed the new generation to take over. Now months later, I'm starting to wonder if that was a great decision... If this division fails and crumbles, I would be the one to blame since I wasn't there to play my part."

Mary smirks, "And you can't count on your little Queen Bees to pick up your slack and clean up your mess. Mrs. Phillip Brooks...err Tia Brooks is God-Knows-Where doing whatever-the-fuck... while Miss Peachy is about to land her own sitcom spin-off of The Parkers, so wrestling is the farthest thing on her mind right now. And your new friend, Bobbi? She ditched you for her Ring of Beauty buddies at the first opportunity - JUST like I said she would. Whenever you're done with that Zora person, she'll drop you like a bad habit too, just like all of the others. Quit giving these women the time of your day when you could be sitting on that throne at the top of this division instead of carrying everyone's coat tails when they walk onto the stage."

Ashleigh's heard enough, she stepped off her treadmill and got face-to-face with Mary.

"Look, I'm sick of hearing you run your mouth like you know everything!"

Mary rolls her eyes, "You're just as pathetic as Marisol. I take that back. You're worse. At least people want to actually be around her to use and take advantage of her. Who are your best friends, two losers who couldn't win a match against a sheet of paper? No one in that locker room likes you or even know who the hell you are! You're just as much of a waste of space just like those guys who you hang around with! People keep asking what happened to Alice Shadow when they already know she disappeared to get away from a loser like you!"

Mary is about to continue when she's floored by punch from Ashleigh.

"Don't you DARE ever talk about her. You know NOTHING. You can take your money and shove it. I don't give a damn about who the hell you think you are that puts you on a such a high pedestal. How about you take that money of yours and buy yourself a better personality?"

"D'awww, did I hit a nerve? Poor baby, I'll make sure to tell Alice you that you miss her the next time I see --"

Ashleigh punches through the wall beside Mary's head.

Mariah finally speaks up, "Ashleigh... enough."

"You heard her! She started it!"

"Control yourself, Ashleigh. We talked about that in your training. If you can't control your emotions then you've lost the match before the match even started."

Ashleigh glares back at Mary, only to be kneed in the gut before smashed back head-first into the wall in front of her. Mary gets up and dusts herself off nonchalant.

"Cute, but not good enough. I just wanted to keep pushing your buttons until Marisol said something and ruined my fun."

Ashleigh held her head as she sat on the floor.

Mariah turned off the treadmill and stepped off to face Mary herself.

"Mary, you love twisting words around to benefit to your perverse thrills at others' pain with your beautiful lies. Maybe you're right about those people that you mentioned, maybe you're completely wrong about their natures. In either case, it's none of your concern. I shall cross that bridge when and if it ever comes to that."

Mary shrugs, "It's your funeral. I'll make sure to have front row tickets to see it first-hand too, darling." She pauses for moment, tapping a manicured fingernail on her chin before continuing, "Blake made a great point though with her statement earlier tonight... So many women today are so quick to talk a big game via social media to hold up some form of vapid notoriety as a keyboard warrior or passe internet celebrity status admired by mere children and juveniles. You've seen it yourself each and every day. What are you going to do, Marisol? Fight on the behalf of these women who aren't brave enough to stand up and fight for themselves or just continue to sit on the sidelines, allowing these undeserving children feast at the table that we bled, suffered, and damaged our bodies beyond repair for they could enjoy these pleasantries without a shred of a respect for our legacies nor for this business as a whole? That is the question I leave you with today, Marisol."

Mary pats Mariah on the cheek, "Ciao, Marisol. We really must do this again sometime. Feel free to bring your pet there. She can take a beating."

Mariah silently watches Mary make her exit, passing by the front desk and dropping off another stack of cash to pay for the damaged wall and equipment.

Ashleigh groans as she's helped back to her feet by Mariah, "One of these days... I'm going to kill that bitch..."

[Deleted]

Once claiming her victory Jennifer headed straight out of the arena, not even waiting to watch the rest of the event. Heading straight out of the arena and right into the private limo, Jennifer told the driver to head straight to the pent house at which the party was taking place before ringing up GZWA's boss.

"I won tonight! You need to head over to this party like almost everyone famous in there, oh and you know since I'm inviting you, you should totally let me have a shot at the GZWA Women's Championship belt, like I would totally take it from whoever holds it.

Of course being hyped from her win, Jennifer was already a little tipsy having some drinks already that were already in the limo Jennifer had finally arrived at the party. Burting in through the doors yelling.

"Guess who won a match tonight!? Me!"

The room cheered for Jennifer, not like everyone knew her but most did.... well now at least with that entrance of hers. Jennifer's friends started to chant her name and soon the rest of the room did as well. The party went on for hours but ended before the sun came up.