Post by Ms. Monster on Jan 27, 2019 19:07:37 GMT -5
The scene opens in the locker room at the Revolution II arena. Monster and Blackstone are seated in front of a monitor watching tape on Jaice Wilds and QDT in preparations for the 201 Title match later that night.
JPB: You’ve beat these guys before. You’ve outclassed them. You’re better than they are, Ramona. Why are you obsessing about watching these match tapes?
MM: I refuse to let my guard down, JP. I can’t simply let them have what I’ve worked so hard for up to this point. This title...
MM holds up the 201 belt.
...this tile is mine, and I’ll be goddamned if anyone is going to take it from me because I was too cocky to watch tape and scout these guys out.
Ok, ok. I get it, but what do you think you’ll see in that tape that you haven’t seen first hand from these guys either when you were their opponent or when you were their referee?
Maybe nothing. Maybe I’ll see some strategic mistake that’ll cost one of these idiots the match. JP, the champ has a steeper disadvantage in a multi-person match than in any other. I don’t even have to be pinned or submit to lose this goddamn belt. If I let my guard down for even a moment, one of these pretty boy fucks could hit the other with a finish and my reign is over. I refuse to let that bullshit happen. Jaice isn’t walking out the champ because QDT eats ass, and QDT ain’t walking out the champ because Jaice does. That ain’t how things will work tonight.
How the hell do you know those boys eat ass?
Monster stares at Blackstone with a dead look in her eyes.
Oh Jesus, that’s not on the tapes… IS IT?!
Cut the shit, JP. All that matters tonight is that I am going to do my job and keep this title around my waist, and YOU are going to do your job and keep this title around my waist. I’m already the third longest reigning 201 Champion, and we both know I’m going to crush that record and make it unbreakable for the remainder of the time this company stays alive.
What do you need me to do?
You know the drill. Just keep an eye on the action and do what’s necessary when the time calls for it.
Nothing specific though? You don’t want me to do anything to fuck with QDT or his daddy? You don’t want me to get in Jaice’s head? I could wear a black mask and look like one of the guys that’s been sneaking up and whooping his ass for months.
No need. I’m not worried about getting in their heads even though there is a ton of open real estate there. Look, JP, as far as Jaice goes, he doesn’t concern me. He’s been all wrapped up in these surprise attacks and his association with that hack Kennedy Matthews. His head isn’t in the game. He isn’t a threat to what we’re aiming to do. If he were half the competitor he’s convinced himself he is, we might have a concern on our hands. As for QDT, we’re still dealing with a boy who is only days removed from having no hair on his nuts and experiencing regular voice cracks. His dad is just an old man with misplaced pride in his pubescent progeny.
That’s some awfully awesome articulate alliteration, Ramona!
Monster groans.
Can’t you just focus for a moment?!
Blackstone looks dejected.
Sorry.
This matchup is the biggest match up I’ve ever had. This is a career making moment for me at one of the biggest shows of the year. When I win this match, who else can stand in my way? Since I took charge of this division, fighters have quit left and right all to get away from me and avoid getting fucking destroyed in my ring and my division. Jaice and QDT are not competition. This division needs new blood. I’m going to be happy to spill the old blood in the center of my ring.
The scene fades as Monster snarls toward the match tape on the screen.
JPB: You’ve beat these guys before. You’ve outclassed them. You’re better than they are, Ramona. Why are you obsessing about watching these match tapes?
MM: I refuse to let my guard down, JP. I can’t simply let them have what I’ve worked so hard for up to this point. This title...
MM holds up the 201 belt.
...this tile is mine, and I’ll be goddamned if anyone is going to take it from me because I was too cocky to watch tape and scout these guys out.
Ok, ok. I get it, but what do you think you’ll see in that tape that you haven’t seen first hand from these guys either when you were their opponent or when you were their referee?
Maybe nothing. Maybe I’ll see some strategic mistake that’ll cost one of these idiots the match. JP, the champ has a steeper disadvantage in a multi-person match than in any other. I don’t even have to be pinned or submit to lose this goddamn belt. If I let my guard down for even a moment, one of these pretty boy fucks could hit the other with a finish and my reign is over. I refuse to let that bullshit happen. Jaice isn’t walking out the champ because QDT eats ass, and QDT ain’t walking out the champ because Jaice does. That ain’t how things will work tonight.
How the hell do you know those boys eat ass?
Monster stares at Blackstone with a dead look in her eyes.
Oh Jesus, that’s not on the tapes… IS IT?!
Cut the shit, JP. All that matters tonight is that I am going to do my job and keep this title around my waist, and YOU are going to do your job and keep this title around my waist. I’m already the third longest reigning 201 Champion, and we both know I’m going to crush that record and make it unbreakable for the remainder of the time this company stays alive.
What do you need me to do?
You know the drill. Just keep an eye on the action and do what’s necessary when the time calls for it.
Nothing specific though? You don’t want me to do anything to fuck with QDT or his daddy? You don’t want me to get in Jaice’s head? I could wear a black mask and look like one of the guys that’s been sneaking up and whooping his ass for months.
No need. I’m not worried about getting in their heads even though there is a ton of open real estate there. Look, JP, as far as Jaice goes, he doesn’t concern me. He’s been all wrapped up in these surprise attacks and his association with that hack Kennedy Matthews. His head isn’t in the game. He isn’t a threat to what we’re aiming to do. If he were half the competitor he’s convinced himself he is, we might have a concern on our hands. As for QDT, we’re still dealing with a boy who is only days removed from having no hair on his nuts and experiencing regular voice cracks. His dad is just an old man with misplaced pride in his pubescent progeny.
That’s some awfully awesome articulate alliteration, Ramona!
Monster groans.
Can’t you just focus for a moment?!
Blackstone looks dejected.
Sorry.
This matchup is the biggest match up I’ve ever had. This is a career making moment for me at one of the biggest shows of the year. When I win this match, who else can stand in my way? Since I took charge of this division, fighters have quit left and right all to get away from me and avoid getting fucking destroyed in my ring and my division. Jaice and QDT are not competition. This division needs new blood. I’m going to be happy to spill the old blood in the center of my ring.
The scene fades as Monster snarls toward the match tape on the screen.