Post by Karlie Nash on Oct 19, 2018 0:50:42 GMT -5
Standing on the balcony of a Hyatt Regency suite you see a tall woman, the wind blowing through the long blonde locks, she’s drinking something from a cup, while trying to keep her short silk robe from blowing up. As she sips on her cup you see a man clad in a pair of blue boxers stepped behind the woman and softly kissed her neck, Nikki Vaughn turns around with a smile.
Nikki: I think we should take this inside the paparazzi have eyes everywhere, and who know the shit storm that would happen if this got out.
Man: Don’t worry about that Nikki, with my celebrity, I’d make everything disappear, no one would know what has been happening here.
Nikki: I guess you're right.
Man: So let's continue this inside.
The man walks inside and sits on the bed and is identified as New England Patriots Quarterback Tom Brady, Nikki takes a few steps inside and places her cup on the table and you see her drop her robe as Tom slides into bed, Nikki slides in next to time him and they kiss, as they continue to melt the sheets, Tom’s phone goes off spoiling the mood. Tom answered the phone to his wife Giselle.
Tom: Oh hey honey how is Brazil.
Giselle: Its great, it's really nice not having that bitch Nikki Vaughn down here trying to steal another job for me.
Nikki under her breath: Yeah but who is keeping your husband satisfied right now, certainly not you bitch.
Giselle: So how’s Chicago?
Tom: It's great, currently getting in a workout.
Giselle: I’m sorry for taking you away from your workout.
Tom: Its nothing I needed a break anyway, I’ve been pushing myself really hard, tough game this week.
Giselle: Well I guess I’ll let you get back to your workout, and good luck against Chicago.
Tom: Thanks honey, I love you.
Tom hangs up his phone and turns to see Nikki doing the puke gesture with her finger.
Nikki: God she’s dumb, I turned down that job in Brazil, because I had a much better offer, I think I made the right decision, and I know seeing me naked doesn’t make your balls deflate.
Tom grabs Nikki and pulls her into him.
Tom: My balls have never been harder than they are right now.
Nikki: Okay big boy its fourth down and the game is on the line, think you score and win the game.
There is movement under the covers and Nikki throws her arms up in the air.
Nikki: Touchdown.
The next morning Nikki is exiting the hotel.
Reporter: Ms. Vaughn what are you doing here in Chicago.
Nikki: Just visiting a friend.
Nikki makes her way to her car as people run up
Nikki: Sorry no autographs.
Nikki climbs in the car and it drives off. Inside the car is her PR agent Kira Sommer.
Kira: So this friend you were visiting, it not going to be a PR nightmare is it.
Nikki: Trust me, Kira, you don’t have to worry, everything is completely under control.
Kira: So Karlie going off on the Detroit crowd something huh.
Nikki: I was shocked she did that and we’ve been friends for years, she always spoke highly of the folks she grew up with there, I guess that whole thing with them booing her against that Wade guy really ticked her off.
Kira: It wasn’t the promo that has caused the internet to blow up it was her shoving the poster in the kids face.
Nikki: Like I said I was shocked.
Nikki: I hate these cross-country flights, are the girls there already.
Kira: Yeah they flew in yesterday, and you have the entire hotel floor you requested.
Nikki: Good.
Kira and Nikki arrive at the airport, as they are walking through the airport, Nicki reads a text message.
Thanks for another wonderful time, Good luck in Seattle T.B.
Nikki smiles as she clicks of her phone, they make their way through to their gate and a few hours later arrive in Seattle.
After some valuable rest, Nikki is back to old self-bossing people around and including yelling at the maid for tucking in the sheets, Nikki sits in the middle of her suite and Jenny is giving her a pedicure, as Stella is working on her makeup, Marcy walks in.
Marcy: I’m sorry I’m…
Nikki: Look at my hair, this stupid Seattle weather, why anyone would want to live in this dump is beyond me.
After several hours Nikki is sitting on the sun deck drinking a glass of Coche-Dury Corton Charlemagne grand cru.
Nikki: The last few weeks have to lead to this, Karlie and I finally rid Action Wrestling of those two losers the Talent Enhancers, right now they’re probably still enhancing the I.C.U that Karlie and I put them in, and I bet team #Fightdumb were expecting to have to face another two scrubs for the tag team titles, unfortunately, they got Red, White, and Bruised.
Nikki takes a sip of her wine.
Nikki: It’s no secret that Action Wrestling has some sort of problem with Karlie and I becoming Tag Team champions which explains why we were screwed over at Uprising and why we were screwed over against Richie and the Cage, now Action Wrestling has come to this god awful city, couldn’t go to a real city, like L.A.
Nikki takes another sip of her wine.
Nikki: #FightDump I’m sure you have a plan up your sleeves to keep your titles, we guess what Karlie and I have a plan of our own, and it involves beating you idiots to a bloody pulp and leaving no doubt to all the stupid disgusting people here in Seattle who should be sitting at the top of the Action Wrestling Tag Team division and when Karlie and I beat you at Carnage, you can go back to wrestling the Talent Enhancers in dark matches or on Pay Per View pre-shows where you’ve always belonged.
Nikki stands up and looks out the window, then turns at look at the camera
Nikki: Why are you still here, get out of here I done with you.
Nikki pauses for a moment.
Nikki: And someone, bring me another glass of wine.
Nikki: I think we should take this inside the paparazzi have eyes everywhere, and who know the shit storm that would happen if this got out.
Man: Don’t worry about that Nikki, with my celebrity, I’d make everything disappear, no one would know what has been happening here.
Nikki: I guess you're right.
Man: So let's continue this inside.
The man walks inside and sits on the bed and is identified as New England Patriots Quarterback Tom Brady, Nikki takes a few steps inside and places her cup on the table and you see her drop her robe as Tom slides into bed, Nikki slides in next to time him and they kiss, as they continue to melt the sheets, Tom’s phone goes off spoiling the mood. Tom answered the phone to his wife Giselle.
Tom: Oh hey honey how is Brazil.
Giselle: Its great, it's really nice not having that bitch Nikki Vaughn down here trying to steal another job for me.
Nikki under her breath: Yeah but who is keeping your husband satisfied right now, certainly not you bitch.
Giselle: So how’s Chicago?
Tom: It's great, currently getting in a workout.
Giselle: I’m sorry for taking you away from your workout.
Tom: Its nothing I needed a break anyway, I’ve been pushing myself really hard, tough game this week.
Giselle: Well I guess I’ll let you get back to your workout, and good luck against Chicago.
Tom: Thanks honey, I love you.
Giselle: I love you too.
Nikki: God she’s dumb, I turned down that job in Brazil, because I had a much better offer, I think I made the right decision, and I know seeing me naked doesn’t make your balls deflate.
Tom grabs Nikki and pulls her into him.
Tom: My balls have never been harder than they are right now.
Nikki: Okay big boy its fourth down and the game is on the line, think you score and win the game.
There is movement under the covers and Nikki throws her arms up in the air.
Nikki: Touchdown.
The next morning Nikki is exiting the hotel.
Reporter: Ms. Vaughn what are you doing here in Chicago.
Nikki: Just visiting a friend.
Nikki makes her way to her car as people run up
Nikki: Sorry no autographs.
Nikki climbs in the car and it drives off. Inside the car is her PR agent Kira Sommer.
Kira: So this friend you were visiting, it not going to be a PR nightmare is it.
Nikki: Trust me, Kira, you don’t have to worry, everything is completely under control.
Kira: So Karlie going off on the Detroit crowd something huh.
Nikki: I was shocked she did that and we’ve been friends for years, she always spoke highly of the folks she grew up with there, I guess that whole thing with them booing her against that Wade guy really ticked her off.
Kira: It wasn’t the promo that has caused the internet to blow up it was her shoving the poster in the kids face.
Nikki: Like I said I was shocked.
Kira: Anyway, she should be in Seattle by now and in a few hours we should be too.
Kira: Yeah they flew in yesterday, and you have the entire hotel floor you requested.
Nikki: Good.
Kira and Nikki arrive at the airport, as they are walking through the airport, Nicki reads a text message.
Thanks for another wonderful time, Good luck in Seattle T.B.
Nikki smiles as she clicks of her phone, they make their way through to their gate and a few hours later arrive in Seattle.
After some valuable rest, Nikki is back to old self-bossing people around and including yelling at the maid for tucking in the sheets, Nikki sits in the middle of her suite and Jenny is giving her a pedicure, as Stella is working on her makeup, Marcy walks in.
Marcy: I’m sorry I’m…
Nikki: Look at my hair, this stupid Seattle weather, why anyone would want to live in this dump is beyond me.
After several hours Nikki is sitting on the sun deck drinking a glass of Coche-Dury Corton Charlemagne grand cru.
Nikki: The last few weeks have to lead to this, Karlie and I finally rid Action Wrestling of those two losers the Talent Enhancers, right now they’re probably still enhancing the I.C.U that Karlie and I put them in, and I bet team #Fightdumb were expecting to have to face another two scrubs for the tag team titles, unfortunately, they got Red, White, and Bruised.
Nikki takes a sip of her wine.
Nikki: It’s no secret that Action Wrestling has some sort of problem with Karlie and I becoming Tag Team champions which explains why we were screwed over at Uprising and why we were screwed over against Richie and the Cage, now Action Wrestling has come to this god awful city, couldn’t go to a real city, like L.A.
Nikki takes another sip of her wine.
Nikki: #FightDump I’m sure you have a plan up your sleeves to keep your titles, we guess what Karlie and I have a plan of our own, and it involves beating you idiots to a bloody pulp and leaving no doubt to all the stupid disgusting people here in Seattle who should be sitting at the top of the Action Wrestling Tag Team division and when Karlie and I beat you at Carnage, you can go back to wrestling the Talent Enhancers in dark matches or on Pay Per View pre-shows where you’ve always belonged.
Nikki stands up and looks out the window, then turns at look at the camera
Nikki: Why are you still here, get out of here I done with you.
Nikki pauses for a moment.
Nikki: And someone, bring me another glass of wine.