BATTLEBOWL. AN APHABLE AZZUMPTION SUCCESS STORY!!
Mar 13, 2022 12:02:00 GMT -5
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Post by Aphriya Adler on Mar 13, 2022 12:02:00 GMT -5
~~~}}}BATTLEBOWL. AN APHABLE AZZUMPTION SUCCESS STORY!!{{{~~~
“My order just came in. This is so exciting. I promise I’ll call you back, love. See ya soon Emmy!”
The excited and jovial voice of the young blonde known as the “Bad Apple Bottom Gene'' is heard just before the scene swirls into focus. Aphriya stands next to a table looking down at a box. She sets her phone down after disconnecting the phone call, just after she seemingly tears into the box as if she is a child on Christmas morning. She opens the box quickly and pulls out a bag filled with bright colors of all shades and brightness.
“This is going to be so much fun choosing the right set.”
She tears into the bag and what the contents are is revealed as she pulls them out one to two at a time. Earmuffs. Many are fuzzy. So have shapes of animal ears at the top of the band. Close to a dozen earmuffs are pulled from the bag.
“I most definitely will need the advice of Azzy and Emmy for this decision.”
The camera follows her as she quickly tries them on in front of a full length mirror. She mumbles something incoherent as she looks at each pair of the earmuffs.
“Meh. I’ll just take these over to the arena early tomorrow and get just the right one.”
She turns and seems to notice the camera crew.
“Geeze y’all. I totally forgot y’all were here.”
She presses her right hand to her chest and breathes deeply a couple of times.
“Okay. I guess my excitement about my earmuffs getting here took over. Battlebowl is on the night of National Earmuff day. I don’t follow these things as closely as Azzy, but when she gets excited over some days more than others, I jump on board with my enthusiasm. It is fun doing some of these days.”
She moves over to a chair and pretty much plops down on it and exhales.
“But all that exciting stuff isn’t why y’all came over here today. Nope. Y’all wanna record my thoughts and opinions on this team that will be challenging Aphable Azzumption for our coveted and loved CruiserWeight Tag Team titles. I love being a champion. I adore being a champion with my bestie. Being a champion has been a drug I cannot kick. Oh I know out there y’all are all flabbergasted that I even said something like. Miss Clean chicka in Action Wrestling just spoke about drugs. Meh. It isn’t bad y’all I promise. But that is enough about all of that. I just wanted to get it out there for everyone, I love being a champion and care about hanging onto with every ounce of my heart and soul.”
She takes a quick pause as her eyes seemingly grow in focus as she lands solely on the camera.
“I believe Azzy and I have a team dynamic that no other team on the CruiserWeight roster has. We trust each other fully. We believe in each other wholeheartedly. I am her Yin to her Yang. Rulers of Our Kind are looking to be a strong team on the rise. I appreciate y’all. I respect y’all as individuals but when Aphable Azzumption come out to the ring in Tacoma Washington, we will be holding and caressing our tag title belts. We are confident in our abilities as athletes individually and our connection as a team makes us fluid and adaptable in the ring. Oh also our tag titles are the most important thing to us in that ring and in those moments.”
Again she pauses, a fire seems to erupt deep in her eyes.
“Kitsumi. Mister Zalez. You have done well to this point. Sunday night y’all are running into Aphable Azzumption, and we don’t go down easy. Those tag titles are coveted by us. We care about them as if they are our children. Rulers of Our Kind. Y’all have run into two people that you cannot rule. I love all of y’all out there that support Azzy and myself. We love y’all. See ya Sunday night at Battlebowl.”
She blows a kiss to the camera as she rises to her feet and walks off camera which swirls the scene into darkness. Black. Done.
“My order just came in. This is so exciting. I promise I’ll call you back, love. See ya soon Emmy!”
The excited and jovial voice of the young blonde known as the “Bad Apple Bottom Gene'' is heard just before the scene swirls into focus. Aphriya stands next to a table looking down at a box. She sets her phone down after disconnecting the phone call, just after she seemingly tears into the box as if she is a child on Christmas morning. She opens the box quickly and pulls out a bag filled with bright colors of all shades and brightness.
“This is going to be so much fun choosing the right set.”
She tears into the bag and what the contents are is revealed as she pulls them out one to two at a time. Earmuffs. Many are fuzzy. So have shapes of animal ears at the top of the band. Close to a dozen earmuffs are pulled from the bag.
“I most definitely will need the advice of Azzy and Emmy for this decision.”
The camera follows her as she quickly tries them on in front of a full length mirror. She mumbles something incoherent as she looks at each pair of the earmuffs.
“Meh. I’ll just take these over to the arena early tomorrow and get just the right one.”
She turns and seems to notice the camera crew.
“Geeze y’all. I totally forgot y’all were here.”
She presses her right hand to her chest and breathes deeply a couple of times.
“Okay. I guess my excitement about my earmuffs getting here took over. Battlebowl is on the night of National Earmuff day. I don’t follow these things as closely as Azzy, but when she gets excited over some days more than others, I jump on board with my enthusiasm. It is fun doing some of these days.”
She moves over to a chair and pretty much plops down on it and exhales.
“But all that exciting stuff isn’t why y’all came over here today. Nope. Y’all wanna record my thoughts and opinions on this team that will be challenging Aphable Azzumption for our coveted and loved CruiserWeight Tag Team titles. I love being a champion. I adore being a champion with my bestie. Being a champion has been a drug I cannot kick. Oh I know out there y’all are all flabbergasted that I even said something like. Miss Clean chicka in Action Wrestling just spoke about drugs. Meh. It isn’t bad y’all I promise. But that is enough about all of that. I just wanted to get it out there for everyone, I love being a champion and care about hanging onto with every ounce of my heart and soul.”
She takes a quick pause as her eyes seemingly grow in focus as she lands solely on the camera.
“I believe Azzy and I have a team dynamic that no other team on the CruiserWeight roster has. We trust each other fully. We believe in each other wholeheartedly. I am her Yin to her Yang. Rulers of Our Kind are looking to be a strong team on the rise. I appreciate y’all. I respect y’all as individuals but when Aphable Azzumption come out to the ring in Tacoma Washington, we will be holding and caressing our tag title belts. We are confident in our abilities as athletes individually and our connection as a team makes us fluid and adaptable in the ring. Oh also our tag titles are the most important thing to us in that ring and in those moments.”
Again she pauses, a fire seems to erupt deep in her eyes.
“Kitsumi. Mister Zalez. You have done well to this point. Sunday night y’all are running into Aphable Azzumption, and we don’t go down easy. Those tag titles are coveted by us. We care about them as if they are our children. Rulers of Our Kind. Y’all have run into two people that you cannot rule. I love all of y’all out there that support Azzy and myself. We love y’all. See ya Sunday night at Battlebowl.”
She blows a kiss to the camera as she rises to her feet and walks off camera which swirls the scene into darkness. Black. Done.