Post by lesbianalliance on Jan 7, 2019 0:00:03 GMT -5
Edwina Lockheart was not the woman she was prior to winning the tag team titles. She and Estrella Luiz had pledged allegiance to Kennedy Matthews and the newly crowned, Royal Family. Edwina taps a finger on her title as she speaks.
New Year, new me. For some it is a way to try to wipe the slate clean. For me it is a way to get things going in the right direction. 2018 ended with Estrella and I winning the tag team titles and 2019 begins with us defending them against a team of has beens and a non existent team. Very Big Spaniards somehow found their way into this match on Twitter and Jazzy and Meme Guy wouldn't even be a team if it wasn't for me and Estrella recommending it in the first place. We are the reason this match is even happening because, unlike our predecessors, we are fighting champions. We will remain the champs or do anything in our power to make sure whoever is goes through hell. Hell goes through Philadelphia this week. One is always looked at as the biggest pay per view of any year but this year the card is stacked. WCF Main stays and returns all headlined by the biggest match ever...
She laughs as she tears a poster for One up featuring Bonnie Blue, Odin Balfore, Alex Richards, and Noble Savage. She laughs like a crazed maniac.
Of course I mean the match in which the Royal Family retains the tag titles in a match that never should have been made. I don't agree with a lot of what Lord Raab says because, let's be honest, he spouts more bullshit than Jayson Price. One thing I have to say is the tag division is in fact weak as hell. We could be facing the Church, Singh and the returning Mikey X THAT match has main event written all over it. Instead we are in a mixed grab bag of a match utilising anyone with a fucking contract. Soon we will solidify ourselves as the best fighting champions in the company. We are going to take on all comers and it begins this week. It will be the same result, however, as Estrella and I hold these titles high over our heads again. I have heard the rumblings going on asking why I left Kylie and Lilianna without so much as a phone call. The reasoning is simple. Everyone who has faced us has called us Fourgasm or the Dark Carnival or Lesbians. We are none of those things. We are class, we are culture, we are the Royal Family of the WCF. We all hold gold in this famed company and we all did it without breaking a sweat. Cocky, come on darlings, we are confident and why wouldn't we be. We are the best in the world all brought together by our love for this business. Let's get the Very Big Dimwits out of the way first. I have touched a lot of dicks in my life, not to toot my own horn or anything, however when I hit El Gran Grande in the dick I didn't feel anything but fat on top of more fat.
She stands up and walks across the room looking into a mirror admiring her figure. She laughs as she speaks again.
William, Ainsley, don't even bother showing up for the match. You are of no importance.
She shakes her head side to side again as she speaks directly into the camera.
Draven, meme man, are you listening? What makes you think you deserve a chance at a title? You beat a bunch of nobodies. You lucked into a win over Estrella when she was injured. You lost to Teo Blaze and you lost to James Wolf. Damn, WCF really scraped the bottom of the barrel to find you huh darlin? Come on man. You don't deserve to carry my bags let alone wrestle me. You are going to be like Tyler Debonair or Wesley Anderson soon... you are going to be nothing but a footnote in WCF history. You will be forgotten while the Royal Family takes 2019 by the balls and holds on for dear life. You thought 2018 ended in shocking fashion, wait until you see what 2019 has in store. Welcome to the biggest match of your young WCF career, too bad it will be your last. Ask Anon and Danny McVay what I can do... if you can find them.
She walks around a bit more looking into the air. She stops as she turns on a cassette player. Some soft jazz music can be heard.
You know it is interesting that John McCarty chose such a soft music genre to style himself after. After seeing him in the ring I get it though. He is as soft in the ring as jazz is on the ears. John I used to respect you. The showing you had at War was no small feat but what have you done since? Nothing of note. I was a fan then. I am a competitor now. It is kind of funny how your perception of things can change when you changr your role. I now see you for what you truly are. You are a second rate wrestler disguised as a first rate coward. You put on this facade that you are a good wrestler when you are an alcoholic living in a fantasy world. The Royal Family has NO problems bringing you back down to Earth. You see, we will dispose of you quickly and then the three of us will celebrate our championships in style while you find yourself at the back of the line in WCF and quite possibly, the unemployment line. Company reviews are upcoming and seeing as you and James Wolf are in a contest to see who the most unreliable competitor is I will just add another loss to your pathetic resume. I will be the one who makes sure you no longer in line for ANYTHING! I can end you in a heartbeat. I am the judge, jury, and the fucking executioner. Have fun playing pretend and I will be the one still holding gold. Play all the games and music you want John, I will make sure you get nothing ever again! Understood?
She stops the music and speaks again.
One more thing John, stop making fake emails just to sign up for Estrella's fan club! It is creepy.
She laughs as she shakes her head again.
I can sum this all up in a little poem I wrote. AHEM!
She clears her throat then speaks again.
Roses are Red
VBS are both fat
At One your asses will lose
To me and the Mask
La Princesa and the Duchess of Dark
Look forward to downing
The Meme Man
I think his name is Mark
Jazz is dead
And there we shall keep it
McCarty is a bitch
And a Bit of a Creeper
Once I was Fourgasm
Traded for Royalty
Come One the WCF Galaxy
Won't be Able to get enough of me!
With that the scene fades to black as the lasting sound of Edwina laughing can be heard.
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Notes : Good Luck Pals