Post by Deleted on Aug 10, 2015 0:33:56 GMT
“Lets talk, just you guys and me.” Jessica Buck said to her I-phone as she stood in the center of the ring within the Pollo arena. She smiled as we could get a good first view of the empty arena only days before Pollo Mania's first big event that featured their first HUGE match. “No Lizzy, no Athena. Just me addressing the people involved in this match. To the people who will be bitching all of the way the Chewed Up after I do exactly what I said I was going to do and that is walk out with the Chicken Scramble title.”
“I want you take a look at this.”She spun her phone around to feature the entire ring as well as the entry. “Do you know what this is? Don't answer that, stupids, it is rheoterical. If you say 'a wrestling ring' then you have no right to be facing me in this match. This is the Pollo Hall; this is a pollo ring. This isn't a High School gymnasium where people like Al Nova have to tear their face apart with a cheese grader for one hundred dollars. This is the big time, this Vegas. It is not some small town carnival act. Only the true draws in this business apply to wrestle here.”
“Now take a look at this.” She uses her phone to survey her body in her barely there ring gear. “This is THE draw in more ways than one. Not only is it the greatest body in the business but, more importantly, this body is dangerous. Many men will fall for it and then they will fall to it. It will also be the Pollo Bucket's hottest commodity.”
“Over the last few weeks, we have all said a lot of stuff to each other. The mud was certainly slinging between myself, The Grin and his boner, as well the guy who will never get to first base with me. Sock Fucker or something? The point is that we all had something to say ...and Iron Orca acknowledged none of us and casually, as well as disrespectfully, booked this just another indy gig. I want you all to take a look back at our barbing and realized something: it is prophecy that is going to repeat itself at 'Chicken or the Egg.'”
“I came in, laid down the gauntlet, and everyone has been trying to take me down a peg since because I am the biggest threat. The Grin even tried copying my reason for needing to win: knowing that I would be a fantastic spokesperson. I will give you that it was a great attempt at piggy backing off me but it still reeked of desperation which was this whole lead up has been. A bunch of broken down weirdos denying that the person people paid to see IS going to achieve her destiny.”
She blew a kiss to the camera. “TA!”
“I want you take a look at this.”She spun her phone around to feature the entire ring as well as the entry. “Do you know what this is? Don't answer that, stupids, it is rheoterical. If you say 'a wrestling ring' then you have no right to be facing me in this match. This is the Pollo Hall; this is a pollo ring. This isn't a High School gymnasium where people like Al Nova have to tear their face apart with a cheese grader for one hundred dollars. This is the big time, this Vegas. It is not some small town carnival act. Only the true draws in this business apply to wrestle here.”
“Now take a look at this.” She uses her phone to survey her body in her barely there ring gear. “This is THE draw in more ways than one. Not only is it the greatest body in the business but, more importantly, this body is dangerous. Many men will fall for it and then they will fall to it. It will also be the Pollo Bucket's hottest commodity.”
“Over the last few weeks, we have all said a lot of stuff to each other. The mud was certainly slinging between myself, The Grin and his boner, as well the guy who will never get to first base with me. Sock Fucker or something? The point is that we all had something to say ...and Iron Orca acknowledged none of us and casually, as well as disrespectfully, booked this just another indy gig. I want you all to take a look back at our barbing and realized something: it is prophecy that is going to repeat itself at 'Chicken or the Egg.'”
“I came in, laid down the gauntlet, and everyone has been trying to take me down a peg since because I am the biggest threat. The Grin even tried copying my reason for needing to win: knowing that I would be a fantastic spokesperson. I will give you that it was a great attempt at piggy backing off me but it still reeked of desperation which was this whole lead up has been. A bunch of broken down weirdos denying that the person people paid to see IS going to achieve her destiny.”
She blew a kiss to the camera. “TA!”