Post by Papi El Sueno on Jun 24, 2012 20:26:23 GMT -5
The scene opens up to a house in Boston, Massachusetts where Morgan Simmons is walking around her house, dressed in tight black jeans and a black blouse with her flowing blonde/pink highlight hair all curled out. She stands at the section where the ECCW Women's Championship resides.
Morgan Simmons: "Ever since I entered this industry. I have been unstoppable. Immediately getting a shot at super stardom. ECCW was the very place that gave me my shot. I was grateful for what they did for me. That time, I was a nineteen year old kid who was looking to get away from all the stuff around me and do something I enjoyed doing. Wrestling was without a doubt a dream of mine, this was what I wanted to do since I was a child. I didn't have much but wrestling always cheered me up when I needed it the most."
Morgan walks around and looks at a photo of herself as the XWF Women's Champion, standing tall over her long time rival Ashley Rose, whom she set up and started what would be her current run as a "villian". Morgan smirks and begins to talk.
Morgan Simmons: "Of course, things eventually change and on that night, they did. I laid out that bitch Ashley Rose after I beat her to retain the title. I knew there was no room for the both of us and we never could co-exist so I did what I had to do... and take out the trash. Best move I ever made? Fuck right and I hold no regrets. It's a little reminder just what I can do to anybody at anytime."
Morgan moves over to a photo of herself, and the members of a stable called Toxic, standing over its former leader Heather Monroe on the first episode of PWW's version of Sunday Night Knockout. Beside it lays the PWW Womens Championship belt.
Morgan Simmons: "My most recent time in mainstream wrestling. Toxic took over the Women's wrestling world. Christina and Ivette all made this plan and contacted the best there is. I wasn't sure at that time, but I did it because my goal was to lay out the pretty little divas. And I did just that, taking the Women's Championship at Femme Fatale. I may have won the gold and the company folded not too long later but I made my statement loud and clear. Don't FUCK with me."
Morgan walks away from all the wrestling accomplishments and goes back to her bedroom. She puts on black Louis Vuitton boots and begins to speak some more.
Morgan Simmons: "PCW! Oh Premium Championship Wrestling! I heard you guys were re-opening and I was backstage at Slamathon to talk to whoever the hell is running this place, but you know. A newbie as well as a plastic barbie doll looking slut had to get in the way. The newbie who challenged me to a match and the catch is that there is a special guest referee. Adrien Cockhold, Cockholm, Cochran... it doesn't matter to me whatsoever. This is a match where it does not need a special referee, but hey... I'm a competitor and I compete under any type of circumstances.
Onto Miss little Jasmine. You're probably expecting me to be this highly respectful female who would love nothing more than to have this match with you to please the fans, right? WRONG! While this match is fine with me, I love hurting people to the point where they will be begging me for mercy, but in no way am I respectful and I damn sure don't do anything for the fans. Matter of fact, screw the fans. They're nothing but leeches to this business anyways. Being all whiny, irrelevant pieces of shits.
FUCK THEM!
Back to the subject at hand. I'm sure you're working very hard to prepare for me and see if you even have the ability to not only keep up, but maybe win. But I must tell you something... You're not going to win, sweetie. It's just not happening. I'm stronger, powerful, and quite frankly - I'm just better than you overall. My resume speaks for itself, Jasmine. I've been told I'm the best damn wrestler in the world, and I believe that to a tee. It's a fact I always back up whether I win or lose. And on this occasion, I'm winning like Charlie Sheen used to, or how my old friends The Disciples of Syn will win the entire tag team tournament. Winners win, and people like you just cannot measure up to somebody like me. It's not even possible.
Come Insanity, I'll do more than beat you though... I'll be leaving you in a heap, wishing you'd never challenge me to this match. You'll be sipping your meals through a god damn straw while in a hospital bed. I could do worse but for you... it's just me being nice. And as for you Adrien. I'd call it down the middle if I were you. Last guy who fucked me over. Let's just say that I ripped his balls out and fed it to him. He was a dick who was too needy for me... so I made sure to take away something dear to him. Don't make me have to do that, then again... I take great pleasure in inflicting the most gruesome yet violent stuff possible, and it's all because I can."
Morgan has a sinister smile on her face as the camera fades out.
Morgan Simmons: "Ever since I entered this industry. I have been unstoppable. Immediately getting a shot at super stardom. ECCW was the very place that gave me my shot. I was grateful for what they did for me. That time, I was a nineteen year old kid who was looking to get away from all the stuff around me and do something I enjoyed doing. Wrestling was without a doubt a dream of mine, this was what I wanted to do since I was a child. I didn't have much but wrestling always cheered me up when I needed it the most."
Morgan walks around and looks at a photo of herself as the XWF Women's Champion, standing tall over her long time rival Ashley Rose, whom she set up and started what would be her current run as a "villian". Morgan smirks and begins to talk.
Morgan Simmons: "Of course, things eventually change and on that night, they did. I laid out that bitch Ashley Rose after I beat her to retain the title. I knew there was no room for the both of us and we never could co-exist so I did what I had to do... and take out the trash. Best move I ever made? Fuck right and I hold no regrets. It's a little reminder just what I can do to anybody at anytime."
Morgan moves over to a photo of herself, and the members of a stable called Toxic, standing over its former leader Heather Monroe on the first episode of PWW's version of Sunday Night Knockout. Beside it lays the PWW Womens Championship belt.
Morgan Simmons: "My most recent time in mainstream wrestling. Toxic took over the Women's wrestling world. Christina and Ivette all made this plan and contacted the best there is. I wasn't sure at that time, but I did it because my goal was to lay out the pretty little divas. And I did just that, taking the Women's Championship at Femme Fatale. I may have won the gold and the company folded not too long later but I made my statement loud and clear. Don't FUCK with me."
Morgan walks away from all the wrestling accomplishments and goes back to her bedroom. She puts on black Louis Vuitton boots and begins to speak some more.
Morgan Simmons: "PCW! Oh Premium Championship Wrestling! I heard you guys were re-opening and I was backstage at Slamathon to talk to whoever the hell is running this place, but you know. A newbie as well as a plastic barbie doll looking slut had to get in the way. The newbie who challenged me to a match and the catch is that there is a special guest referee. Adrien Cockhold, Cockholm, Cochran... it doesn't matter to me whatsoever. This is a match where it does not need a special referee, but hey... I'm a competitor and I compete under any type of circumstances.
Onto Miss little Jasmine. You're probably expecting me to be this highly respectful female who would love nothing more than to have this match with you to please the fans, right? WRONG! While this match is fine with me, I love hurting people to the point where they will be begging me for mercy, but in no way am I respectful and I damn sure don't do anything for the fans. Matter of fact, screw the fans. They're nothing but leeches to this business anyways. Being all whiny, irrelevant pieces of shits.
FUCK THEM!
Back to the subject at hand. I'm sure you're working very hard to prepare for me and see if you even have the ability to not only keep up, but maybe win. But I must tell you something... You're not going to win, sweetie. It's just not happening. I'm stronger, powerful, and quite frankly - I'm just better than you overall. My resume speaks for itself, Jasmine. I've been told I'm the best damn wrestler in the world, and I believe that to a tee. It's a fact I always back up whether I win or lose. And on this occasion, I'm winning like Charlie Sheen used to, or how my old friends The Disciples of Syn will win the entire tag team tournament. Winners win, and people like you just cannot measure up to somebody like me. It's not even possible.
Come Insanity, I'll do more than beat you though... I'll be leaving you in a heap, wishing you'd never challenge me to this match. You'll be sipping your meals through a god damn straw while in a hospital bed. I could do worse but for you... it's just me being nice. And as for you Adrien. I'd call it down the middle if I were you. Last guy who fucked me over. Let's just say that I ripped his balls out and fed it to him. He was a dick who was too needy for me... so I made sure to take away something dear to him. Don't make me have to do that, then again... I take great pleasure in inflicting the most gruesome yet violent stuff possible, and it's all because I can."
Morgan has a sinister smile on her face as the camera fades out.
