Post by “The Saint” Johnny Eden on Jun 11, 2024 10:59:07 GMT -5
Johnny Eden sits poolside in a pair of baby blue Hawaiian floral swim trunks with his newly acquired Action Wrestling Television Title sitting on the table in front of him. His attention is grabbed up by Tessa Stone walking up in a purple two piece with a pair of raspberry frozen margaritas. “To the champion, eh?”
Johnny smiles and nods, “That match went by in a blur, but here’s the proof.” Johnny taps on the TV title. “I’ve watched the play back a hundred times and you’re right, bruv, yanks love their cinema.”
Tessa takes a seat across from Eden and she takes a sip of her margarita, before placing Johnny’s in front of him. “Addy took a pretty serious hit from that trailer dwelling ring rat, but yeah that Sarah clinging to Addy for dear life was definitely drama for the AW faithful to lap up. You called your shot against the two of them and you took Mercedes’s head clean off with that God’s Grace and you sealed it with that beautiful Hand of God. The fans erupted out there, luv and that is why you’re going to prove that YOU are the workhorse that the Television Title division needed all along.”
Johnny takes a sip of his margarita and smiles. “Eh, this is pretty damn good.” He takes another sip before continuing. “It’s all you, luv. You got me lined up out there and through our training, we were able to take the Golden Opportunity that Brady Bolt gave us and make this moment come true… But I’ve already started hearing those wolves at the door, calling their shot. I wouldn’t be booked as Special Guest Referee for Muru and Lizzy, if the writing on the wall didn’t dictate that the two of them are gunning for me.”
“That is what makes carrying that title so important. You’re going to grind and you’re going to sharpen iron against iron against Action Wrestling’s young and hungry… Well mostly young and hungry, don’t count out the never say die, Muru.” Tessa returns to her marg.
“The seasoned vet, I’d never sleep on him… I mean he went to literal war out there in that Pure Cup Tournament and he may feel down on himself, but he proved loud and clear that he will battle to the very end, no matter the outcome. That’s the thing this Lizzy bird needs to pay close attention to or he’s going to catch her sleeping. The guy proved he may not be a workhorse like me, but he is a bloody warhorse out there. They’re going to have to force him out to pasture just to put two shots in the back of his head and even then he probably wouldn’t die.”
“You’re not wrong, but I promise you, you’re going to have to keep your head on a swivel out there even as a ref this week with that plastic prima donna in the ring. She’s thirsty and she’s hungry, but she’s not woman enough to admit it. I don’t trust her and I doubt there’s a single soul in Action Wrestling who would let her watch their tea kettle, if you know what I mean, because she’s only interested in HERSELF. You think her eyes aren’t automatically tracking the gold in Action Wrestling?”
Johnny rubs the gold on his TV title and looks back up to Tessa. “She’s a gold digger, bruv?”
Tessa shakes her head no. “I’m not saying she’s a gold digger, because just by looking at her perfectly surgically enhanced assets, she’s not lacking in gold… But she’s definitely a trust fund kid who is desperate for adulation from not just her peers, but EVERYONE… I mean did you catch her first promo with the company? She spent most of it spouting off about how that her mere presence is a thankful gift to the wrestling world, as if this business needs her…”
Johnny chuckles from behind his margarita glass and Tessa shoots him a look. “What?”
“Nothing… But come on, luv, you’re looking a bit jealous over there. She comes from money, let her flaunt it if that makes her feel better about her abundant daddy issues.” Johnny laughs a bit, but Tessa simply rolls her eyes.
“Whatever, she won’t have to fear drowning once her career sinks with all that fake flaunting talent she has… I’m just trying to tell you to keep your eyes on her out there, okay?”
“You got it, no worries, I’ll carry on out there and Brady Bolt can count on me to call it right down the middle. Plus, I get the best view of the night to see what my future contenders bring to my new crowned division. It’s going to be a pony show out there with the workhorse, the warhorse, and the Coin-Operated Mechanical Horse, because Lizzy is stiff looking and her slot probably steals people’s money without the pay off.”
Tessa just about spits her margarita out of her mouth and nose from Johnny’s explanation of Lizzy as a grocery store penny pony. “God, I don’t think I can unsee that!”
“I’m just calling it how I see it… Now, how do you want to celebrate our victory from Monday?” Johnny pats his title and Tessa lifts her margarita.
“What pairs with these bad boys?” Tessa waits for Johnny to answer, but he just shrugs. “Tacos, of course!”
“Ooof, the look in your eyes, I’m going to be hurting this week at the gym, aren’t I?”
Tessa smiles from behind her margarita glass. “You know it, luv.”
“There’s no resting on this grind and I couldn’t ask for a better partner on this unrelenting road to bring prestige back to this Television title. Thanks, Tess, truly, I mean that.”
Tessa tilts her margarita glass toward Johnny and he does the same. “Chin chin and all that fun shite. Now let’s grab some tacos and MORE MARGS!”