Post by sayla on Nov 6, 2022 3:59:13 GMT
The scene fades in from black to a phone-recorded video where we see ROXIE GEARHEART sitting in the passenger seat of a car. Driving the car next to her is her boyfriend, LEO ROSENTHAL. Roxie takes a second to look ahead before turning back to the camera and speaking
“So, I’m gonna make this quick for y’all cause I am late as fuck, thanks to this big oaf over here turning off my alarm in his sleep.”
“Hey, don’t blame me, you’re the one who… no yeah. I forgot about your flight… sorry Rox.”
Roxie shakes her head.
“It’s alright Leo, just… I don’t now man, drive while I record this for my match.”
“For IPW right? Who you facing this week?
“Gunner.”
“Again? How’s he doing anyway? I haven’t seen him since he left ALPHA.”
Roxie shrugs.
“He’s the same whiny bitch as he’s always been, what else can I say? He wanted to come in and start some sort of rebirth but as always Gunner does what Gunner does best, fail to meet expectations. But I can’t say that it’s all his fault since it was a tag match, right?”
She chuckles a bit.
“I guess?”
Roxie turns back to the camera and smirks.
“Though this week isn’t going to be any different, will it Gunner?"
“Oh your actually recording a promo, I’ll shut up.”
Roxie rolls her eyes and continues
“Last week, you could say that you only lost because Flux was the one who fucked up and got caught by my Sillhouette Blade, though let’s be honest y’all weren’t the best partner. I was able to take her and you, didn’t even need Bianca’s tree ass. But then again, that’s how good I am, I surpass what is expected of me… whereas you… can’t quite cut it. And I’m gonna prove that to you again this week when it’s just you and me… no space alien partner to take an elbow for ya. So, when I inevitably beat you this week, because ya can’t hang in the ring with an actual Aviator, the only person you’re gonna disappoint is yourself.”
“He calls himself The Aviator?”
Asks Leo.
“Yeah, he decided one day to give himself another nickname.”
Roxie turns to her man, to respond.
“I mean, he does have a mean frog splash, right?”
She shrugs.
“Barely, that’s the same as if you were to call yourself Aviator cause you can do a moonsault.”
Leo reaches over and points at Roxie, jokingly correcting her.
“Barely do a moonsault, thank you.”
“Exactly, he can’t do even an eighth of the stuff that I can do inside the ropes. And I’m gonna prove that this week, given that I make to the airport in time… Leo…”
She turns and glares at him, as Leo sheepishly focuses on driving. Roxie turns back to the camera.
“Look Gunny, I got bigger ambitions here in IPW than stuntin’ on your ass every week, but here we are. This coming Sunday, you’re gonna get outperformed by a woman who is over a foot smaller than you. And that’s because unlike you, when I say I am going to focus on getting better at what I do, I don’t just stand around and give longwinded speeches… I actually get batter at what I do. I’ve evolved and grown as a wrestler, you’re still the same Gunner who first stepped into Victory Pro years ago.”
Roxie pauses for a second.
“Sorry, I feel like I’m rambling… I’m frustrated, hungry and really not looking forward to running through an airport. So I’ll just end with this. Gunny, only one of us is gonna come out of this match looking good. Only one of us is gonna move on to get that much closer to what we both have our eyes on, a date with MYŌJIN for that belt of theirs… while the other one gets proven that they’re Bitch Made… Gunner, and I’m fixin’ to do whatever it takes to do it. See ya when I land, BMG.”
Roxie winks to the camera before the feed cuts and we return to black.