Post by sayla on Jun 10, 2023 3:44:51 GMT
Roxie lets out an exacerbated sigh as she sits in the backseat of the busted old car that her boyfriend has borrowed from his coach. She was supposed to be getting ready for the next flight out to Long Beach but instead she is sitting in a dead car on the side of the highway.
“You know, I hate cliches, old adages and whatevah, never liked sayin’ them, and never liked hearin’ them. But even then, I am able to accept when they prove to be true. I would’ve liked to be in the terminal, waiting to boad my flight… but shit just ain’t in the cards since Leo had to borrow this fuckin’ “classic”... and now we’re stuck with three flat tires because the old man who owns this is a cheapskate and insists getting tires from the junkyard. And the bonehead has the nerve to tell me… me of all people that I can’t always get what I want. It ain’t fair man…”
Roxie kicks the dash in her tantrum, causing the glove box to pop open. Rolling her eyes, she closes it and continues.
“But the thing is, it’s true… and y’all can take what happened at DISCOVERY as a great example. I don’t think anyone in that four way went into that match lookin’ for what they got. Jimi wanted to get the shot against that Touchdown idiot, and C wanted whatever his edgy emo ass wanted. Bea didn’t want to get embarrassed by walkin’ out with nothin’... but that didn’t happen… Personally, I wanted to go in there, and get all three falls, because I’m an arrogant little goblin, but what can ya do, amirite?”
Roxie shrugs her shoulders as Roxie’s boyfriend Leo crosses around the car to the trunk.
“Nasir Moore, my opponent this week on the first episode of Paramount…” Roxie does sarcastic jazz hands. “Knows this too, because he came into Discovery looking to pick his career back up from when it last left off, and instead he got ran into a wall by a big ass ogre made of hellfire and brimstone. Bet it hurt too… to have your big return ruined like that. But unfortunately for Nasir, he ain’t gonna get much of a second chance because instead of a big scary Romanian he’s gotta deal with lil ol’ me.”
Roxie smirks as she attempts to make herself bigger than she is, which let’s be honest is still not very much.
"Nasir, y'all may have been somethin' a couple of years ago, but thing is, the world has changed so much since then. I mean Mordos proved that to ya at discovery and I'm gonna make it sink in that much deeper this week when I make you look like the washed up fool that you are… IF WE CAN FUCKING GET BACK ON THE ROAD!"
Roxie shouts.
"Bet neither Jimi or C has to deal with this shit."
She pouts as we fade out.
“You know, I hate cliches, old adages and whatevah, never liked sayin’ them, and never liked hearin’ them. But even then, I am able to accept when they prove to be true. I would’ve liked to be in the terminal, waiting to boad my flight… but shit just ain’t in the cards since Leo had to borrow this fuckin’ “classic”... and now we’re stuck with three flat tires because the old man who owns this is a cheapskate and insists getting tires from the junkyard. And the bonehead has the nerve to tell me… me of all people that I can’t always get what I want. It ain’t fair man…”
Roxie kicks the dash in her tantrum, causing the glove box to pop open. Rolling her eyes, she closes it and continues.
“But the thing is, it’s true… and y’all can take what happened at DISCOVERY as a great example. I don’t think anyone in that four way went into that match lookin’ for what they got. Jimi wanted to get the shot against that Touchdown idiot, and C wanted whatever his edgy emo ass wanted. Bea didn’t want to get embarrassed by walkin’ out with nothin’... but that didn’t happen… Personally, I wanted to go in there, and get all three falls, because I’m an arrogant little goblin, but what can ya do, amirite?”
Roxie shrugs her shoulders as Roxie’s boyfriend Leo crosses around the car to the trunk.
“Nasir Moore, my opponent this week on the first episode of Paramount…” Roxie does sarcastic jazz hands. “Knows this too, because he came into Discovery looking to pick his career back up from when it last left off, and instead he got ran into a wall by a big ass ogre made of hellfire and brimstone. Bet it hurt too… to have your big return ruined like that. But unfortunately for Nasir, he ain’t gonna get much of a second chance because instead of a big scary Romanian he’s gotta deal with lil ol’ me.”
Roxie smirks as she attempts to make herself bigger than she is, which let’s be honest is still not very much.
"Nasir, y'all may have been somethin' a couple of years ago, but thing is, the world has changed so much since then. I mean Mordos proved that to ya at discovery and I'm gonna make it sink in that much deeper this week when I make you look like the washed up fool that you are… IF WE CAN FUCKING GET BACK ON THE ROAD!"
Roxie shouts.
"Bet neither Jimi or C has to deal with this shit."
She pouts as we fade out.