Post by MasterEvil on Apr 21, 2013 11:08:05 GMT
The camera began to record the scene in front of it. The location seems to be the women’s public locker room and the only person in this room is one Megan McCrea. The purple haired dynamo was wearing a Download twenty-twelve t-shirt and a blue pair of denim shorts with a black fingerless glove on each hand. Her spot on the bench she was sitting on is specifically in front of her own locker and, discounting her ring gear and the Lord of the Rings poster, there is nothing worth noting in her locker…but what may be worth noting is the wine glass in her right hand and to her left is a bottle of champagne. McCrea filled some of the glass and took a sip out of it before giggling, easily spotting the camera recording her.
“I don’t often buy expensive things like champagne but after this sweet bonus I received from WEW, I thought there would be nothing wrong with buying something so delicious. Why did I get such a bonus? Because one of Animosity Assistant General Managers was so desperate to have her favourite do well that she practically bribed me to willingly make Layla look good. Did I overdo it? Of course I did, how else could somebody as dreadful as Layla look at all decent in the ring, but there was absolutely no way that I would willingly lay down and let Layla take a victory that doesn’t belong to her. So I waited for the first opportunity to throw Layla out of the way, took it and BAM! I’m still undefeated. Are you upset about that Layla El? Well too bad, people can claim I took a cheap victory but frankly I deserve at least an Oscar nomination for making you look a million times better than what you really are. I won, you lost and I’m going to the Revolver match as either the dark horse or the possible favourite. I know the fact that a seven match rookie, like me, outdid you in a match you looked dominant in, is eating you up on the inside. Hell that is the only valid reason behind your cowardly sneak attack, other than the obvious fact that if we fought face-to-face in a bar room brawl you would be leaving in an ambulance.
Heh weren’t you the one who said, and I quote, ‘I am destined to make it to the pay per view?’ Well put on the TV and watch the six o’clock news Layla since here is a newsflash specifically for you…you might claim that I broke your destiny but the truth of the matter is that you were never destined to have a match at Shattered Dreams. What you were destined to be is the one who lost to me and that destiny is what happened last week. This week we’re going to repeat that piece of history but this time in a fashion where you WON’T have an excuse for why I defeated you without breaking a sweat. Ever since shot my promo last week I’ve had internet troll after internet troll stating that you have never been pinned or made to submit either Layla, so I guess I could rephrase my words for the sake of the trolls that cal themselves your fans…you might have never taken a fall but I am entering this match undefeated, hell I might end up entering the Revolver match as the only unbeaten competitor, and that is one of the simple reasons why you DON’T STAND A CHANCE LAYLA. If you don’t believe that then ask that Two Girl Mafia group, Eliza Gray and even Sayge Jemson herself since I’ve beaten every single one of them. Yes you happen to have never taken a fall yet, but that means nothing as I get to be in the biggest match of Shattered Dreams while you’re going to be simply watching the show from home with your dreams…well…shattered.
I have won every match I’ve been in while the highlight of your WEW career was failing to qualify for one of World Elite Wrestling’s biggest matches. Some of the blind nimrods in the crowd want to see this singles match as your redemption but that salvation is nothing more than a lie since what this match really is…is the night everyone will FINALLY open their blooming eyes and realise that this failure of a Miami Heat dancer is the worst thing to happen to women’s professional wrestling since some Russo guy took creative control of some glorified house show. Like expected all of them will refuse to believe that simple truth since they’ll all be too embarrassed by what is so badly obvious…but eventually they know the truth Lay, you’re not just some terrible dancer but you are also the kind of trash that belongs to live on the curb with all the people who you have beaten…well I can’t fault them if you shove that wrinkly butt of yours into their face since, for some reason, no other starlet wants to use the toilet after you’re done with them. Don’t be too hateful of that comment since I’m just speaking the honest-to-God truth. But if you’re crying about something so trivial, like the stroppy little brat half of the locker room believes you are, then here is some friendly advice for you Lay…cry me a river, build a bridge and get over it.
Maybe you attacked me after the match since you hate me Lay or maybe you simply attacked me because you were embarrassed how someone as, so called, ‘flawless’ as you have been beaten by PURPLE haired teenager who refers to herself as ‘The Emo Princess.’ But either way it doesn’t change the fact that not only have you attacked me from behind, like the unsporting twit the majority of Animosity already know you are, but I’m going to deliberately make you suffer for those actions Lay. You are faster and more experienced than me but in this fight those advantages mean nothing as I will injure you, I will pull your hair out of their roots and I will make you bleed…yet you know what the really sickening thing about it is? I think I’m actually going to enjoy maiming you a lot more than the Nazis enjoyed gassing the Jews to death. It is going to be fun Layla, so very fun as this Monday no one is giving a shit about you…all they’ll be caring about is how I use you to send a message to the likes of Jason Church, Serena Summers and Adrian Quinn, for they are the people I DEFEATED you to face at Shattered Dreams. You may think, in the world inside your dreams, that you can somehow beat me…I KNOW I can beat you for I did beat you only five bloody days ago.”
Megan spoke out her words with confidence while her body was clearly relaxed as, after each bunch of words, she would take another sip out of the wine glass, since she did fill it up while saying her very first sentence. By the time she said her ‘I know I can beat you’ line the Iron Maiden fully emptied the wine glass and stood up, having drank nowhere near enough to be tipsy and walked over the camera before picking it up. After holding it so the camera was looking directly at her face, McCrea began to speak up for a final time.
“You may want this Monday to be known as your night of redemption but not only will this night be known for me having my revenge…but also for me defeating you AGAIN.”
After shouting out her final word the young Brit purposely dropped the camera, causing it to break thus officially ending this promo with static, before sighing lightly. She then pulled both a cigarette and a lighter out of her pockets, put the cigarette in her mouth and lit it with the lighter. After doing that she opened the locker room door and exited the room before shutting the door behind herself, leaving the room to the mercy of the cleaners.