Post by Karynna on Jun 6, 2016 8:25:18 GMT -5
The crowds were jumping and the music was pumping. I was on a huge high. I defeated Rebecca Sullen for the HLW World Championship. Then the boss wanted me and nearly ended her career. Finally I beat one of the brightest future stars in Nikki V. I was on top of the world. The only question was who is next? Who can stop my madness? I needed to find out and prove to the boss she needs to sticking to signing checks and not enter my world.
So I left my dressing room with the other ladies eyeballing me with such hate. They were mearly chickens in my eagle world. I put my hand up as I left with confidence. Once I entered the stage I heard a few cheers but the boos silenced my fans. No worries since all I needed was myself anyway. Each step was a step closer in letting the world know that the boss just isn't ready for me. I gaze at my mirror before shaking what the good Lord gave and entered the ring. Suddenly I snatched a mic and like the old saying goes, "Business just picked up."
You know you all can hate me. You all can be jealous of the talent that I am. No place in this world has someone as beautiful and as deadly as me. Why do you hate? Because I got 2% body fat while most of you got 30%? You hate because I told you all what I came here for and delivered? I mean really? Wasn't you people not too long ago wanting Ashley to get her ass kicked when she aligned with Viral over that "other" Atlanta organization? Come on peeps you are all killing me. I did what I told you I was gonna do. I beat the world champion and let's be honest Nikki V may be talented but little dance princess you got suckered in to the golden queen's demands.
I flip my hair as I was getting warmed up.
Now Ashley don't blame me for what I did to your face. You wanted it and you got it. I read on Twitter how most experts said that was the worst ass kicking any has seen. Some are astonished that you didn't suffer a career ending injuries. You face got hit what like 4 or 5 times by a ladder, 5 or 6 times by a chair and a couple of times by a table. While I barely drew a scratch or even a sweat. You got owned! Don't worry my real workout happened later when someone put me through what I could barely handle; but you already know that don't ya bitch!
So do me and the rest of the ladies a favor. Retire! You don't have it no more and I'm gonna make examples out of anyone you send my way. Bottom line sister you got what you deserve and just like this title, your ex husband and my paycheck; the next thing I'm gonna take that is yours is your so called elaborate career. Kapish?
So I left my dressing room with the other ladies eyeballing me with such hate. They were mearly chickens in my eagle world. I put my hand up as I left with confidence. Once I entered the stage I heard a few cheers but the boos silenced my fans. No worries since all I needed was myself anyway. Each step was a step closer in letting the world know that the boss just isn't ready for me. I gaze at my mirror before shaking what the good Lord gave and entered the ring. Suddenly I snatched a mic and like the old saying goes, "Business just picked up."
You know you all can hate me. You all can be jealous of the talent that I am. No place in this world has someone as beautiful and as deadly as me. Why do you hate? Because I got 2% body fat while most of you got 30%? You hate because I told you all what I came here for and delivered? I mean really? Wasn't you people not too long ago wanting Ashley to get her ass kicked when she aligned with Viral over that "other" Atlanta organization? Come on peeps you are all killing me. I did what I told you I was gonna do. I beat the world champion and let's be honest Nikki V may be talented but little dance princess you got suckered in to the golden queen's demands.
I flip my hair as I was getting warmed up.
Now Ashley don't blame me for what I did to your face. You wanted it and you got it. I read on Twitter how most experts said that was the worst ass kicking any has seen. Some are astonished that you didn't suffer a career ending injuries. You face got hit what like 4 or 5 times by a ladder, 5 or 6 times by a chair and a couple of times by a table. While I barely drew a scratch or even a sweat. You got owned! Don't worry my real workout happened later when someone put me through what I could barely handle; but you already know that don't ya bitch!
So do me and the rest of the ladies a favor. Retire! You don't have it no more and I'm gonna make examples out of anyone you send my way. Bottom line sister you got what you deserve and just like this title, your ex husband and my paycheck; the next thing I'm gonna take that is yours is your so called elaborate career. Kapish?