Post by Azurine Vebbins on Dec 18, 2022 6:04:59 GMT -5
Scarlet strands shield a sanguine senorita with sage green spectacles. Her erratic elocution, however, eliminates any attempt at anonymity. Those who stream Action Wrestling recognize the racy register. It belongs to Azurine Vebbins. In this particular promotional material, she adamantly expounds her chances at CruiserHavoc V.
Azurine Vebbins: ¡Felices horas de siesta, cantores! Estoy grabando EN VIVO en locación en Hermanas del Tendedero Brazo Corto Ciudad de México. Sí, aprendí un poco de español desde que conocí a una encantadora máquina de sumisión latina. No se necesita traducción.
Dis dame loves language. Deyr are plenty of CruiserHavoc V entrants wantin’ mine repackaged. If you believe I should, den prepare to be picked apart, wrapped up, and tossed around like toy drive presents at an over caffeinated orphanage. Unless it’s sculptin’ statutes or mentionin’ mammary muscles, don’t pair myself wid bust. From CruiserClash Roman Numeral C forward, Azurine Vebbins equals certified must. In da spirit of National Regiftin’ Day, I deserve dat lastin’ label.
’Tis da season to mark milestones and make miracles, right? I intend on showcasin’ bode via scratchin’ a seven-year-plus itch. I’m earnin’ my first ballet rumba victory in Dallas at da American Airlines Arena. Call me Keeva McCallister. “Da Hardheaded Housewife’s” pullin’ out all da stops to defend her domicile.
Den again, maybe I’m da lone Wet Bandit who waltzes away wid high-end hardware? B-flat honest, no combatant craves stealin’ spotlight more. By night’s end, I could conceivably become Women’s, Tag-Team, and/or Cruiserweight Champion. All dat’s required is manipulatin’ multiple masses usin’ gravity, momentum, balance, and a simple sugar strike. Maybe I’d connect wid a superkick or a short arm clodes-line. Would collar and elbow tie-up why yours truly volunteers so often at dis namesake nonprofit. Conversely, maybe deyr’s an alternative appeal process? If bein’ an Ascension Auxiliary for Kayfabe Airlines has taught me any-din’, it’s dat one shouldn’t always fly under da radar. Hence, “Da Vivacious Variable” shall factor in what foes sacrifice steppin’ toe-to-toe avec moi.
Let’s lead off wid who I’d least likely turn on. Earlier dis year, “Da Bad Applebottom Gene” Aphriya Adler and myself formed Aphable Azzumption. We were AW CruiserClash Tag-Team Champions for a sin’-le extensive reign. Personally, deyr’s no one else in dis exhaustive exhibition I’d rad-er be paired up wid. Yet, dis environment encourages envy. Wid December 22nd also bein’ Festivus Eve, she should view dis as an airin’ of grievance. We bode believe da pole is sacred. What differentiates us? I doubt Adler would angle me over da top rope to become Lead Doe. I’d hesitate only until a Back Body Drop causes heel touches on arena floor.
Speakin’ of Does and arena floors, I’m reminded of hunts as well as lowered expectations. Dree dames who exemplify dese terms in dis coordinated choreography conflict are Jill Park, Addy Ains-word, and Karlie Nash. “Ill” Jill Park’s a prominent United States Championship who treats da Women’s Championship as a secondary strap on her waist. It’d be a prestigious prize for “Da Damsel in Dat Dress.” Same case can be made for Addy A who’s our current Television Champion. Focusin’ fury at CruiserHavoc V diminishes energy meant for mercy maulin’ Bruce Cheeks. As for Karlie Nash? She’ll have a cranky cougar who doesn’t want her coal-colored stockin’s to come dis Christmas should I survive.
Survival instinct indicates da most viable outcome I have is becomin’ one-half of da Action Wrestlin’ Tag-Team Champions. Personally and professionally, Aphriya and I can patch din’s up. We’re also a more dynamic duo dan Da Dreamers, Deadstars, Lucha World Order, Red, Right, & Rused, and/or Two Gents. Serious as satellite radio, I’m tempted to smack Teo Blaze’s blasted knee wid my Denver Dimes football helmet.
Finally, deyr’s newly crowned Cruiserweight Champion Serenity Holmes. Does your beau remember Tokyo? Kicked him where da Sun doesn’t shire. I left Ross “Holden” his hobbits. Dat combined wid not securin’ a victory at CruiserClash Ninety-Nine, how am I not combustible contender numero uno? Perhaps dat’s down da goldbrickin’ road. Foment, be flustered, and enter our fracas in a feverish frenzy. You can’t outswim da oncomin’ onslaught. Don’t shoot against surroundin’ sharks when it means sacrificin’ loungin’ wid your loved one.
Azurine Vebbins: ¡Felices horas de siesta, cantores! Estoy grabando EN VIVO en locación en Hermanas del Tendedero Brazo Corto Ciudad de México. Sí, aprendí un poco de español desde que conocí a una encantadora máquina de sumisión latina. No se necesita traducción.
Dis dame loves language. Deyr are plenty of CruiserHavoc V entrants wantin’ mine repackaged. If you believe I should, den prepare to be picked apart, wrapped up, and tossed around like toy drive presents at an over caffeinated orphanage. Unless it’s sculptin’ statutes or mentionin’ mammary muscles, don’t pair myself wid bust. From CruiserClash Roman Numeral C forward, Azurine Vebbins equals certified must. In da spirit of National Regiftin’ Day, I deserve dat lastin’ label.
’Tis da season to mark milestones and make miracles, right? I intend on showcasin’ bode via scratchin’ a seven-year-plus itch. I’m earnin’ my first ballet rumba victory in Dallas at da American Airlines Arena. Call me Keeva McCallister. “Da Hardheaded Housewife’s” pullin’ out all da stops to defend her domicile.
Den again, maybe I’m da lone Wet Bandit who waltzes away wid high-end hardware? B-flat honest, no combatant craves stealin’ spotlight more. By night’s end, I could conceivably become Women’s, Tag-Team, and/or Cruiserweight Champion. All dat’s required is manipulatin’ multiple masses usin’ gravity, momentum, balance, and a simple sugar strike. Maybe I’d connect wid a superkick or a short arm clodes-line. Would collar and elbow tie-up why yours truly volunteers so often at dis namesake nonprofit. Conversely, maybe deyr’s an alternative appeal process? If bein’ an Ascension Auxiliary for Kayfabe Airlines has taught me any-din’, it’s dat one shouldn’t always fly under da radar. Hence, “Da Vivacious Variable” shall factor in what foes sacrifice steppin’ toe-to-toe avec moi.
Let’s lead off wid who I’d least likely turn on. Earlier dis year, “Da Bad Applebottom Gene” Aphriya Adler and myself formed Aphable Azzumption. We were AW CruiserClash Tag-Team Champions for a sin’-le extensive reign. Personally, deyr’s no one else in dis exhaustive exhibition I’d rad-er be paired up wid. Yet, dis environment encourages envy. Wid December 22nd also bein’ Festivus Eve, she should view dis as an airin’ of grievance. We bode believe da pole is sacred. What differentiates us? I doubt Adler would angle me over da top rope to become Lead Doe. I’d hesitate only until a Back Body Drop causes heel touches on arena floor.
Speakin’ of Does and arena floors, I’m reminded of hunts as well as lowered expectations. Dree dames who exemplify dese terms in dis coordinated choreography conflict are Jill Park, Addy Ains-word, and Karlie Nash. “Ill” Jill Park’s a prominent United States Championship who treats da Women’s Championship as a secondary strap on her waist. It’d be a prestigious prize for “Da Damsel in Dat Dress.” Same case can be made for Addy A who’s our current Television Champion. Focusin’ fury at CruiserHavoc V diminishes energy meant for mercy maulin’ Bruce Cheeks. As for Karlie Nash? She’ll have a cranky cougar who doesn’t want her coal-colored stockin’s to come dis Christmas should I survive.
Survival instinct indicates da most viable outcome I have is becomin’ one-half of da Action Wrestlin’ Tag-Team Champions. Personally and professionally, Aphriya and I can patch din’s up. We’re also a more dynamic duo dan Da Dreamers, Deadstars, Lucha World Order, Red, Right, & Rused, and/or Two Gents. Serious as satellite radio, I’m tempted to smack Teo Blaze’s blasted knee wid my Denver Dimes football helmet.
Finally, deyr’s newly crowned Cruiserweight Champion Serenity Holmes. Does your beau remember Tokyo? Kicked him where da Sun doesn’t shire. I left Ross “Holden” his hobbits. Dat combined wid not securin’ a victory at CruiserClash Ninety-Nine, how am I not combustible contender numero uno? Perhaps dat’s down da goldbrickin’ road. Foment, be flustered, and enter our fracas in a feverish frenzy. You can’t outswim da oncomin’ onslaught. Don’t shoot against surroundin’ sharks when it means sacrificin’ loungin’ wid your loved one.
