Post by jayde on Aug 28, 2010 0:05:06 GMT -5
Our scene opens up in a dilapidated neighborhood. We see several closed down stores and abandoned buildings scattered about.
As we move along we see neighborhood girls playing double dutch and braiding each other on several brownstone stoops
When suddenly out of the blue, we hear voices and music coming from nearby. The camera follows the sound to a nearby neighborhood basketball court where a huge crowd of locals has congregated. We see young men and women of all shapes, sizes and various shades of black and brown laughing and joking around
We see Thy WWE Women's Champion Layla El in the midst of the crowd as they egg her on.
~~~:::~~~Thy WWE Women's Champion//Layla El~~~:::~~~
It's good to be back in Buckhead....surrounded by my crew...people who know me from back in the day. Now onto these poor tricks who are my opponents...I been hearing you talk your shit about what you are going to do to me. So you say you are going to shut me up....so you say you are going to purge my soul? Really....is that so? Is that what you are going to do? Seriously you think you are that bad to do what others have tried and failed to do?
Am I supposed to fucking cry now? Am I supposed to beg for your mercy to spare my soul? I have faced many obstacles in my life that are far more crucial and terrifying than you and your idle threats. So I am supposed to fear you, huh? Bitches please...I have walked to school every day in a hail of gun fire not knowing if I would make it to school and if I did by a miracle make it to school, if I would ever see my mother or father again. I have survived being in abusive relationships and losing my mother to breast cancer. I have survived growing up here in the projects.
If I can survive the hell I had to endure for years to get to where I am now.....trust me I can survive a few hours in a fatal four way with you . You see, all your threats and the shit you talked about what you are going to do to me has only served to make me more determined to end your careers permanently. I will give you credit...you put up a good fight but I promise this match will have the same exact outcome. Believe that....you will not get lucky this time around either. You see....I am not now nor was I ever worried about losing this title around my waist *waves her hand over her title* or scared of you. I never was and I never will be.
Talk is cheap bitches and where I come from, if you are bold enough to come out the side of your mouth like you have been doing as of late...you better have the right shit in you to back it all up. I have been in this game a lot longer than you and I don't plan on leaving anytime soon. So get used to my face....you will be seeing a lot of it....especially when you close your eyes. I will be your waking walking nightmare 24/7. Get used to looking over your shoulders and watching your back every second of every day for the rest of your careers because I will be haunting your ass even when I am not around.
You may think you got me running scared but you can't be any further from the truth. I fear no man or woman...especially you. No amount of training under the sun can possibly prepare for the war you are about to undergo with me. This is no longer business ....this match is war...plain and simple. You like to say that you are the best in the game of women's wrestling? Well until you are wearing this title around your waist, you are just blowing smoke. So you better get ready to Bow Down and experience Sweet Release when I send your ass back to Mother Earth from which we came.
When I am done with you...it's ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Your careers will receive its last rites and sent off to the Great Beyond like many others who dared to underestimate me. Get ready....this match is no longer a fatal four way match....it is ARMEGEDDON....the final battle.
As we move along we see neighborhood girls playing double dutch and braiding each other on several brownstone stoops
When suddenly out of the blue, we hear voices and music coming from nearby. The camera follows the sound to a nearby neighborhood basketball court where a huge crowd of locals has congregated. We see young men and women of all shapes, sizes and various shades of black and brown laughing and joking around
We see Thy WWE Women's Champion Layla El in the midst of the crowd as they egg her on.
~~~:::~~~Thy WWE Women's Champion//Layla El~~~:::~~~
It's good to be back in Buckhead....surrounded by my crew...people who know me from back in the day. Now onto these poor tricks who are my opponents...I been hearing you talk your shit about what you are going to do to me. So you say you are going to shut me up....so you say you are going to purge my soul? Really....is that so? Is that what you are going to do? Seriously you think you are that bad to do what others have tried and failed to do?
Am I supposed to fucking cry now? Am I supposed to beg for your mercy to spare my soul? I have faced many obstacles in my life that are far more crucial and terrifying than you and your idle threats. So I am supposed to fear you, huh? Bitches please...I have walked to school every day in a hail of gun fire not knowing if I would make it to school and if I did by a miracle make it to school, if I would ever see my mother or father again. I have survived being in abusive relationships and losing my mother to breast cancer. I have survived growing up here in the projects.
If I can survive the hell I had to endure for years to get to where I am now.....trust me I can survive a few hours in a fatal four way with you . You see, all your threats and the shit you talked about what you are going to do to me has only served to make me more determined to end your careers permanently. I will give you credit...you put up a good fight but I promise this match will have the same exact outcome. Believe that....you will not get lucky this time around either. You see....I am not now nor was I ever worried about losing this title around my waist *waves her hand over her title* or scared of you. I never was and I never will be.
Talk is cheap bitches and where I come from, if you are bold enough to come out the side of your mouth like you have been doing as of late...you better have the right shit in you to back it all up. I have been in this game a lot longer than you and I don't plan on leaving anytime soon. So get used to my face....you will be seeing a lot of it....especially when you close your eyes. I will be your waking walking nightmare 24/7. Get used to looking over your shoulders and watching your back every second of every day for the rest of your careers because I will be haunting your ass even when I am not around.
You may think you got me running scared but you can't be any further from the truth. I fear no man or woman...especially you. No amount of training under the sun can possibly prepare for the war you are about to undergo with me. This is no longer business ....this match is war...plain and simple. You like to say that you are the best in the game of women's wrestling? Well until you are wearing this title around your waist, you are just blowing smoke. So you better get ready to Bow Down and experience Sweet Release when I send your ass back to Mother Earth from which we came.
When I am done with you...it's ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Your careers will receive its last rites and sent off to the Great Beyond like many others who dared to underestimate me. Get ready....this match is no longer a fatal four way match....it is ARMEGEDDON....the final battle.
