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Post by REDEFINE Pro on Dec 23, 2015 3:43:27 GMT
Non Title Match: Carmen Cambridge vs Xavier Laroux
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Post by yourfavoritedrug on Dec 23, 2015 14:00:23 GMT
"Lemme start by saying that you'd be hard pressed to find someone in Redefine Pro that I respect more than Carmen Cambridge. Now don't get me wrong, Ima love the hell outta verbally runnin' her down, I just gotta get the niceties outta the way first..makes things easier that way. I warned ya Carm, shoulda been happy with the week off."
The scene picked up, revealing none other than "YOUR Favorite Drug" Xavier Laroux seated in the middle of a hotel living room floor. A rather large pile of various outfits and toys for a small female child would be on the floor next to him. Along with those, there would be a roll of wrapping paper, tape, scissors, and sharpie marker as Laroux was clearly in the middle of wrapping presents.
"When I first came across Carmen Cambridge..she was goin' at it on Twitter with ole Al and that fuck Ajax. I thought she was outta place..just another rookie with a mouth, so I went at it with her a few times, to see if she could hang with the real shit talk. I'm damn glad to see that she could hang. Hell, talkin' shit to Carm was..is fun."
"I have witnessed the evolution of Carm and it's been something that just came natural. She was never handed anything and whether it was the Tag Team Championship or the Television Championship, when she wants something, she will push herself to the ends of the Earth to obtain it."
"Before..it was her against the world. Then she started shackin' up with that fuckin' Darryl guy. The fuck were you thinkin' with that'n, Gucci Girl? But hey, at least you got outta that, almost scott free, but outta that mess."
Black pajama pants covering his lower half, a white tank top covering his torso. He wrapped a rather large box containing a disassembled rocking horse.
"Before..it was Carm against the world. But look at it now, you've always surrounded yourself with powerful..talented people: Miles Blake, Dead Eye and his ole girl Kari or what the fuck evet, Jacob Daniels, who is now actually hittin' it. There's those other two ficks too, Emilio and uhh..his bitch."
"But you see, I'm not gonna hafta worry about all those faces, am I Carm? I ain't gonna hafta face The Definition this week..I'm just facing Carmen Cambridge. A very beat up..worn down..and possibly even vulnerable Carmen Cambridge. Even so, I expect nothing but your absolute best in this match Carm. Anything less and you'll be lookin' up at me while Porcelain fills the arena."
Finishing the wrap on that present, he pushed it to the side. Grabbing up one particular outfit, holding it up for the camera to see.
"Your little girl hasta have this. All them other little girls gonna be jealous as shit."
Wrapping that outfit up, he picked up the marker, writing on the paper.
"To Terra. From Carmen."
End scene.
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Post by Carmen Cambridge on Dec 24, 2015 2:36:26 GMT
Carmen is relaxing in her seat while in the air, on the way to Seattle with Dead Eye who is recording her. She looks into the camera.
"Wassup Redefine boo boo's? It your favorite Gucci Girl and of course, current TV Champion. So get this..."
Carmen sits up in her seat, getting animated.
"I was checkin' out the card for the first Redefine of 2016, Redefine 30 and I saw I had the night off...I was like hell naw. Made a few calls, called Pariah out on twitter and here we are, I gots my way. To keep it all the way real with you, it wasn't even about getting my way, I wasn't about to let Pariah make some BS excuse about giving me the night off because of the 'injury' I received at the hands of his boy, Caliban. Yeah he put me in the hospital for a night, yeah I still have a headache after being driven into the concrete, but I'm Gucci. Ain't no cryin' in wrestling. Ya'll deserve to see me wrestle, and that's what you're gonna get.
This match is long overdue anyway. Lets not forget, I'm the reason you even signed a contract with Redefine, Xavier. You came here to beat me, what you call me? A 'loud a$$ bitch', that was it right? I remember that. It ain't bein loud when you can back it up. Look at me. Former Redefine Tag Champion and current Redefine TV Champion and I beat Caliban for both of those titles, the man who claims to be Redefine. Whatever.
The hottest thing going in this company right now is The Definition. My boo thang JD and my bestie Dead Eye about to snatch them tag titles right quick, I already hold gold, and we the talk of this company. You've wrestled one of us before, remember that one X? When you wrestled JD, what happened?"
A smirk crosses Carmen's face.
"You was starin' up at the lights boo boo, that's what happened. And then I beat JD after that, so how you plan on beating me, when you can't beat my boyfriend who I already beat? That's cray cray!
The way I see alla this is, you here because of me, you OWE me, and I'ma collect in the form of whippin that tail at Redefine 30. I know we aren't goin' at it anymore like we were when you first signed, and nothing is personal, but this is business, and messin' with my business is messin' with my monies, and nobody does that.
This is the first show of 2016, and even though its non-title, this match means a lot for both of us. For me, I'm fighting to show you what I've said from day one, that I'm better than you. And you fighting to prove you deserve a shot at my title. Unfortunately for you, your Golden Dreams are gonna be shattered, just like they were at End Game, sorry Boo Boo."
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Post by yourfavoritedrug on Dec 24, 2015 18:50:49 GMT
"Look at this shit. I spend my whole first piece talkin' Carm up, sayin' real nice shit about her. And what the fuck do I get in return? You owe me. Lemme get one thing straight with ya, the only thing I owe you is a fuckin' ass kickin' for comin' at me like that. You're lucky we good or Ida done come after yo ass and not in the fuckin' ring. If anything, you owe me for not just sayin' fuck it and taking your ass out by now. You're welcome for thag, Carm. You're in over your head here, girl."
Scene picked up, revealing "YOUR Favorite Drug" Xavier Laroux. Laroux would be seated on a set of concrete steps leading into a nice sized home. Dressed in a pair of black jeans and a black tank top underneath a buttoned up white shirt. A blonde haired female sat next to him, dressed in a pair of form fitting black pants, a matching t-shirt and a light blue denim jacket over it. The both of them had a cigarette, hers held between her fingers, Xavier's dangling from the corner of his mouth.
"Yeah, Blair’s inside with momma. But look Laina, this loud ass bitch Carm talkin' straight outta her ass. Stevie Wonder could see through the bullshit runnin' out her mouth."
"Wanna throw losses? Whattabout Ash? Thanks to your ex ole man, I came up a Hundred Thousand Dollars causea that ass whoopin' you took in that match. Whattabout Abby and that other bitch? Ain't they the ones who made you a former Tag Team Champion?"
"Now yo ole man Jacob, that's an entirely different story. Of course you're gonna beat'em when I didn't. Ain't no fuckin' way in hell he hit you as hard as he hit me. He was tryinta get in that ass. No point in breakin' the ass you're tryinta fuck, y'know?"
"As for ya little Golden Dreams shot, fuck outta here with that. Difference between that and you? I ain't gotta handle 7 other people to get at yo ass. I ain't gotta climb up a ladder to snatch yo ass up. I just gotta haul ass 'cross that ring and fuck you up"
"I asked you before, who's stealin' the show and the answer I got isn't the Carm answer. The fuck you mean your boys might take it. Where's that confidence? Worried I might squash that ass? You worried I might be that last hit that breaks you."
"You were right tho..I did come here to fight you. Took longer than I wanted but I got my match. Now that I got it? You best fuckin' believe Ima make it mine and ain't a got damn thing you can do about it. Get yo ass ready Carm, you in for an ass whoopin' you ain't ever got before. Ima fuckin' bust you right in the got damn face and knock you the fuck out with The Addiction, end of story."
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Post by Carmen Cambridge on Dec 25, 2015 5:26:36 GMT
Carmen Cambridge is relaxing at home on Christmas Eve. She's sitting on the couch, and in her lap is a stuffed animal of the Grinch.
"Ya'll might not know it, but this lil ninja in my lap...that Xavier Grinch, the wrestler that ruined Christmas."
Carm smiles proudly of herself as she bounces her leg up and down.
"Time to keep it real Xavier Grinchy, I tried to make Christmas fun for your family. I spent my own personal time, shopping in Chicago with you to help pick out gifts for your children. You must have been too dang high to pick anything decent out yourself, so I had you. Things were goin' nice, until you start smokin' cigs in the video's again, and talkin' about knockin' me out. That's funny for serious. Anyways, you ruined Christmas by not appreciating me takin the time to help pick out dope gifts for your daughter. THANKS GRINCH!"
Cambridge rolls her eyes.
"Then we was about to have a match between two people who used to hate each other, but now are friends. We was Gucci, and then you make a video sayin' you gonna bust my tail. You bring up losses to someone like Ash, a loss that didn't happen here. I brought up your loss to JD, which DID happen here. Your loss at Golden Dreams, that HAPPENED HERE. You reachin' all the way to other companies to dig up losses on me, lame boo boo. But our friendly match? Not happening, THANKS GRINCH!"
"When the bell rings, two of us are steppin' into the ring. One of us is a champion, she wears hater blocker shades, exudes confidence, and is clearly a star. The other is an ex, maybe still junkie. He smells like stale cigarettes, and the smoking probably messed with his stamina in the ring. So what happens when the match begins?
I've PROVEN in the last two shows, that I could go the distance. I proved I could stand toe to toe with the best of the best. Drew Stevenson, someone that is a hall of famer, someone nobody gave me a chance against, and I wrestled him for 30 minutes to a draw. Caliban, one of the most revered tag team wrestlers in Redefine history, I took him 27 minutes and beat him clean to win my first TV Championship.
Wrestling a total of 57 minutes in two matches against two men who are higher on the food chain here than you, proves I can back up alla the trash I talk. What kinda proof do you have to say that you even stand a chance? Facts-I can wrestle longer than you. Facts-I've wrestled tougher competition than you. Facts-I have bigger wins in Redefine than you. FACT-I'm BETTER than you and I just gave you reasons why. Not made up reasons, but FACTS boo boo.
Check the stats, Carmen Cambridge is for real. Your chances of beating me in this match? 'Bouta be up in smoke."
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Post by yourfavoritedrug on Dec 25, 2015 19:03:51 GMT
"Carm wantsta talk about me not appreciating her helping me shop for my lil girl. I mean, that's cool if you're tryinta take a shot but why lie to these people? That 800 dollar Gucci Bag I got yo bitch ass, even tho you didn't win the fuckin' match, isn't showing appreciation? Addressing the shit you picked out directly from you to my daughter isn't appreciation? Lemme ask y'all, is that appreciation? Iunno, maybe I forgot the Definition of appreciation. I know I didn't forget the Definition of an ass whoopin'..that's comin' when that bell rings at Redefine 30."
The scene picked up, revealing none other than "YOUR Favorite Drug" Xavier Laroux. Sitting in front of a lit up Christmas Tree, a little girl in one arm and a marionette in his other hand. He looked to the little girl with a smile.
"Since Carm wanna tell stories, Ima tell you a story Terra. Long time ago, guy named Miles created this little puppet girl named Carmen. Now, Carm was a good little money maker, but she had a problem, didn't she? She's a liar..and each time she lied, that nose got bigger and bigger. She wanted to hard to prove she was better but everytime she tried, she ended up lookin' like a fool, ain't nobody like a fool, do they Terra?"
Terra laughed, swinging her arms at that marionette, Laroux pulling it back a bit.
"Nonono, I'll be the one to handle this puppet, Terra. Especially since she has no idea what she's talking about. I mean, she got me on her having bigger wins than me in Redefine. But other than that, she just talkin' out her head. Fact of the matter is, you don't know what I've done like that Carm. You just know what I've done here."
"And here? I get what I want. I wanted in Golden Dreams, I got in despite losing my qualifying match. Here? I wanted a match with you..and I got it. At Redefine 30..I want that win against The Dark Horse..I'll get it."
"Ya see Carm, I'm the typea guy who can either be your best friend or be someone who just doesn't care about what happens to you. I had really hoped that it would be the first one. But if you keep runnin' your mouth, trying to push those buttons, I might hafta forget that you're not a bad person..I might hafta forget that I like your little clique. I might hafta forget my manners and see that you never make it to the match."
"I don't wanna do these things Carm, I really don't. I don't like being a bad guy. But people like you bring it out of me. I try to be friendly, man I even spent my whole first piece talking nice about you. I don't do that for just anybody."
"Redefine 30, Carmen versus Xavier. Confidence versus Arrogance. Your hope of winning? I'm gonna smoke it."
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Post by Carmen Cambridge on Dec 26, 2015 7:59:34 GMT
"Redefine 30 is going to be a special event. For starters, it's the first event of 2016 for Redefine. Second, The Definition has a chance to take more gold from around the waists of Death by Velocity. Finally, the match is finally happening. Xavier Laroux against Carmen Cambridge. This match is the reason Xavier is even in Redefine. He would have never signed a contract if not for me, but we've already established that. Fact is, the match is goin' down on January 2nd.
Knowin' X, he's gonna still be turnt up, recovering from a night of partying on New Years Eve and probably even New Years Day. There's not a chance that ninja is gonna be a hunnid percent focused on our match, and that lack of focus is only going to be part of his downfall.
You ain't wrestling some rookie, Xavier. You ain't wrestling someone who is tryna make a name for herself. You're wrestling the leader of The Definition, the current Redefine TV Champion, and someone who has been makin' waves for months in this company. You think you can hop on twitter and make threats, or post videos on the videowire here and call me names, and that I'm gonna just beg you to fall back. You have no idea who you're going up against if that's the case.
It's funny to me, that while you spent a whole 'lotta time callin' me a puppet, you mixed up who's pulling the strings. I've called the shots on my career from day one. Being associated with Miles Blake, or anyone else doesn't define who I am. Look around, whenever you see me, I'm the loudest person even the room, that's a fact that not even you can debate. How I'ma be takin' orders or havin' my strings pulled when I'm the one talkin' over everyone else? That don't even make sense, boo boo.
Something else you failed to mention, was what we get paid to do...the actual wrestling. You can call me names until you blue in the face, the fact is, we have to get in the ring and do what I does...kick tail.
My track record here speaks for itself. I've beaten former World Champions, former TV Champions, former Tag team champions, future hall of famers, newcomers, old heads, everyone. I might have lost a few along the way, but regardless of the outcomes, I've generated my own buzz, I never needed an opponent to do that for me.
Again, how am I a puppet when I'm the reason people are gonna tune in to watch our match? Ask yourself if Xavier Laroux is a household name the same way Carmen Cambridge is? Ask yourself if Carmen Cambridge has ever let anyone trash talk her into submission, let alone actually give up in a match to anyone? Ask yourself if I really think I'm in over my head?
Once you figure out the answers, ask yourself who the real puppet is?"
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Post by yourfavoritedrug on Dec 26, 2015 20:20:02 GMT
”First Redefine show of 2016. Xavier Laroux versus Carmen Cambridge, highly anticipated, been waitin’ for this’n. This gonna be that moment. Just like I talked to Geki, this is that sink or swim moment. You a fuckin’ liar if you're claiming I'm not in your head. You know got damn well I've been in there for a while. Been on that ass since damn near day one. And especially now? If your opponent isn't on your mind, then you already fucked up. On top of that, consider the type of opponent I am…”
“I've done legit bad things to win lesser matches than this. Just think of what I'll do to win a match like this. Now, I'm not saying I'm gonna run up on ya backstage with a brick cause you aint on that level yet..but I ain't opposed to doing whatever I gotta do to walk away with my win. It's not personal..just business.”
“You know..I've been thinkin’ bout something lately. You got awfully fuckin’ hyped when I brought up the loss against Ash, said I was diggin’ up losses from other places. That's...lemme ask you Carm. Do you wanna be the best wrestler in Redefine or do you wanna be the best wrestler period? Ima go out on a limb and say that you wanna be the best wrestler period. That's why I brought up the loss to Ash. I don't wanna face the Carm that's simply defined by what you've done in Redefine so if that's all I'm gettin’ then you better brace yourself up for one helluva fall...and it will hurt like hell.”
“Fact of the matter is, Carm, I know I'm better than you. Redefine 30 will prove that to you and everyone watching. When I want to be? Nobody is on my level. I talk shit better..I drink better..I fight, not wrestle, fight better..I fuck better. And the thing is Carm..this isn't a match anymore, not to me. On the 2nd, I'm going out there, ready to fight to prove that I am better than you in that ring.”
“After it's all said and done..after that bell rings and my arm is raised in victory, I'm gonna help you up off ya ass. Gonna clean up and then Ima get you fuckin’ drunker than you've ever been in your life. And when that's over? You gonna wake up the next day, hungover as fuck, and you're gonna say..’He was right.’ That moment, you're gonna realize that I am everything that I say I am.”
“Ladies and gentlemen, this is it. The final stretch of the race. The finish line is just up there. We’re neck and neck. Which one of us is gonna make that final push? Which one of us wants..truly wants to prove they're better than the other? Who's better.. The Gucci Girl or YOUR Favorite Drug? Well.. Just watch and see your damn self. Bye Carm."
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Post by Carmen Cambridge on Dec 27, 2015 6:20:26 GMT
"Yo. YO. YOO. You really gonna pull that loss to Ash Scion card again? A match that didn't even happen in Redefine? X, Boo Boo, did you even watch that match? I might not have won the match that night, but it was a ladder match. Ash claimed there was no way I could take the damage that she could dish out, but guess what? Not only did I take all that she could dish out, but I was the one who was able to walk away when the match was over. Ash might have won, but she had to be helped out of the ring. Me? I was Gucci. I was able to walk to the back, on my own, and I proved to her and the world that night, that I'm tougher than I look.
You can keep on about that one loss of mines though, let's talk about you, its more entertaining because lets face it, jokes are funnier than success stories. You've won two matches since you signed with Redefine, and one of the was against Geki. Geki of all people boo boo. I'm pretty sure Geki has a sign on him at all times sayin' 'Official welcome mat of Redefine', ninja we all walk over that fool.
FACT ALERT-You couldn't even qualify for Golden Dreams on the first try. FACT ALERT-once you got into Golden Dreams, you still couldn't win. Ninja, is you for serious? You wanna come at ME with bass in your voice? You picked the wrong one.
Now let's talk about me again, because after a joke you always have to bring back some importance to the conversation. It's liket his, you wanna keep it all the way real? I could have a concussion, a cast on both arms, and people would still pay more monies to see me than you. That ain't even up for debate boo boo, it's a fact.
Before I made Pariah put me on the show, you were stuck in a triple threat match that probably would have opened the show. The fans aren't watching to see Xavier Laroux lose again, they're watching to see the leader of the hottest group in wrestling, The Definition, put that WERK in.
It's also cray that you think you gonna beat me so bad, hurt me so much that I'ma just give up and declare you the winner. Negro please. If I haven't proven I can take a beating and keep comin' for more, than I've done nothing and we know that isn't true. Ash hits harder than anyone in wrestling, I walked away and she didn't. I took Drew Stevenson to a 30 minute match, taking a lot of punishment in that one, but that ain't allow him to beat me. Caliban dropped me on the concrete and I was out the hospital less than 24 hours later, and demanding to be on the next show.
If that isn't The Definition of TOUGH? Someone got The Definition wrong, boo."
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Post by yourfavoritedrug on Dec 27, 2015 21:54:53 GMT
"You don't get it Carm. Being the best isn't based on what you've done in one place. Look at ya ole man. He was quick to remind me that I could never win the big one in UWF..he was quick to bring up I can't win a match in SCW. I didn't shoot those claims down, I worked around them. Because why? Those things are just as much apart of me as what I've done or not done in Redefine."
"Or maybe that's not the case at all. Maybe it's just the fact that it means you're not better than her and it fuckin' eats at you. That's gotta be a bitch to your ego, Carm. I mean with all the talk, all the talent, that might be that one fight you can't win. I hafta ask you tho, how's that gonna feel when I give you the same thing Ash gave you..a fight you can't win. A fight..that no matter how hard you try, how much you talk..that you just can't win."
"It's nothing to be ashamed of, we all have those fights..I have those fights. Does it stop me from being the cockiest son of a bitch you'll ever know? No. Does it get under my skin when someone brings it up? No. That's what you need to learn."
"When you face someone like me, you gotta have your head on right..you gotta have leather skin. I'll fuck with ya hard just to see how you react. So far, you've blown the fuck up 'bout every damn thing I've said so far. Know what that says, Carm? Means I'm in your head. Means I'm getting under your skin. And those are two places you don't want me to be in this match."
"You keep bringing up what I have or haven't done here like it's somethin' I give a fuck about. It's like you love reminding people. I signed with Redefine for this match. I signed with Redefine because of Carmen Cambridge. I don't give a fuck about losing to your ole man, I don't give a fuck about losing Golden Dreams. I really don't."
"THIS MATCH is what I give a fuck about in Redefine. Anything before this match was just wasting time, waiting for this match. Now, we get serious. Now, I put my entire focus, attention, and determination into this match..into you, Carm. You just don't know what I'm comin' at you with."
"I'll hit you harder than I've hit anyone else here. I'll come at you more relentlessly than I have came at anyone else here. They gonna be talkin' bout this match for a while Carm. They gonna talk 'bout all the shit we talked to each other. But most of the all? They're gonna talk about how I fuckin' showed you up and put you on your ASS! And..of course..they're gonna talk about the after party. Get that wallet ready boo, it's on."
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Post by Carmen Cambridge on Dec 27, 2015 22:25:58 GMT
"So, lemme get this straight. You didn't care about winning Golden Dreams? A match that would guarantee you a championship match pretty much anytime you wanted it? Ninja, if you don't want a win like that, why is you even here? You just admitted that this match with me is more important to you, meaning I'm more important than championships. I get that and all, but it probably wasn't a smart idea to admit it.
Then again I guess there's no way around it. I mean, look at your career. One big loss after another since joining Redefine, while I just had the biggest win of my career, becoming the TV Champion. I'm involved in the story of the company with Archtype and The Definition...and you kinda just here, chillin. You think that a win over me would put you up there at the top of the company, and you right, but you ain't beatin' me boo boo.
Do you even listen to anyone talk? Talkin' 'bout you gonna hit me harder than you've hit anyone before. I just said Ash Scion is the hardest hitter in wrestling and I was able to walk out on my own after she hit me over and over in a ladder match of all things. If I can get up and walk away from strikes like that, what makes you think I can't get up when you hit me?
Another thing, you claimed this won't be a wrestling match, it'll be a fight. Boo boo, this isn't a no dq match, so you gotta follow the rules. Alla that brawling you like to do, it won't work in this match because if you go too far and do something stupid, which you might do because you smoked all your brain cells away, I'ma pick up the win by DQ, meaning that's just ANOTHER big loss on your record.
You can't outwrestle me, and this is a WRESTLING match. Swing at me with your best punch, I'll grab your arm and put you in the Vallejo Victory Lock and there's no escaping that. If somehow you get lucky and grab the ropes, I'll break the hold and hit you with the Twin Bridgeplexes. If you get lucky one more time, I can knock you down, go to the top rope and hit The Finale and its a wrap. Done, ninja.
THAT FIGHT is what I'ma be bringin'. I can outwrestle you with submissions, I can outwrestle you standing up, and I'm a better high flyer than you. What do you have over me besides striking power? How does that striking power even mean anything if whenever you swing at me, you leave yourself open to get caught in a submission?
I'm done playin' with you X. You wanna make threats, like I won't step up in your face and slap the eff outchu? Keep playin, boo boo...keep playin'. But your games is childs play, and I'm on my grown woman stuffs."
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Post by yourfavoritedrug on Dec 27, 2015 23:24:50 GMT
"Carm, I been doin' this for about four years now. You think I ain't dealt with people thinkin' their wrestling ability is gonna be enough to handle my ass? You think you're the first person to say they're gonna throw me 'round the ring with suplexes? Think you're the first to say they're gonna tie me in knots with submissions? You're not. Just like you're not the first person I'm gonna shut down. You think I'm just a brawler or just a striker? It's so much more than that Carm."
"I can throw a couple suplexes, I know a submission hold or two. Just look at my move set. One thing you'll see most of all, the word: ribs. Ninety percent of my offense targets your ribs. It's hard to fly when you can't breath. It's hard to throw me with a suplex if you can't move your midsection. It's hard to keep a submission hold locked in when just breathing causes you extreme pain."
"You ask why I'm here if I don't want a Championship shot handed to me. I'd much rather go week to week fighting whoever steps in front of me. I'd much rather make that climb my damn self. I'd rather bust my ass week in and week out until the higher ups decide they want to give me a shot. But none of that matters right now. What matters is you. You are my goal right now."
"And don't give me that DQ shit. You know god damn well you won't be happy with a DQ. What does that prove for you? That doesn't make you better than me, that just means I can't keep my head in certain situations. I can see exactly how it'd go down."
"I keep droppin' these hands on that ass..beat yo ass to the point the referee disqualifies me. I'd shrug it off..but you. You'd drag yo broke ass up and demand that he restart the match. Wanna know what happens then? I knock you the fuck out with my knee."
"That head of yours is gonna be your biggest downfall on the 2nd, Carm. You can't keep your cool, you aint got no chill. And Ima use that to my advantage. Ima do the little shit to piss you off..to get you off your game. And when I do that, you'll be no trouble at all, absolutely nothin' to be worried about."
"As far as I'm concerned, this is my first Championship opportunity since joining this company. That's another thing you don't get Carm. I've been pushing for this for a while now. This match is way important to me. Not because of who you tell everyone you are. Not because of what you've done. But because I want this that god damn bad."
"It's a pride thing and as I'm sure you'll agree with..ain't nothin' more important this business than keeping your pride about you. I'm proud of the fact..Ima drop you."
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Post by Carmen Cambridge on Dec 28, 2015 14:55:17 GMT
PA Announcer: "Warriorrrrrrs! Come out and playyyyyy!"
The unknown, ominous voice blares throughout the arena as we get a glimpse of an indoor basketball court. At center court, there's a large picture of Carmen Cambridge holding her Redefine TV Championship where most teams have their logo's. 'Dark Horse' then beings playing as the fans that have filled the arena begin cheering.
PA Announcer: "Coming to you all from Vallejo, California...she is the Dark Horse of professional wrestling, Redefine's TV Champion, Carmen Cambridge!"
The 'Gucci Girl' struts her way out to a tremendous ovation. She's sporting the Steph Curry jersey that Dead Eye had gotten her for Christmas. She makes her way to center court with a microphone in her hand.
Carmen: "What's Gucci, ya'll?"
Cambridge looks out at the fans, smiling. It had only been recently that the fans began cheering for her, something she's getting used to.
Carmen: "Thanks for comin' out to support your girl, as you all know I have a match comin' up at Redefine 30 against Xavier Laroux. Ninja keep's saying he's my favorite drug, but I ain't on that tip. Drug free here."
A laugh escapes the lips of the Dark Horse as she continues.
Carmen: "Yo, Xavier, we could both talk until we blue in the face, the reality is this match is on two different levels for the both of us. I know what you can do in the ring, and I'm not tryna knock your hustle, but lets keep it real, to me, this is just another match. To you? This is like the NBA Finals. Don't even try and deny it, because you already told me this is the match you want and have wanted from day one. For you this is Game 7. Its either win or go home. For me, IF I lose, I know I'ma still have my TV Championship and I'ma still be the one everyone is talking about on the way home from the show.
It doesn't mean I'm not takin' you seriously, I take every match seriously. I feel like Steph Curry right now for serious though. Every night, every match, I get everyone's best. Just how you said this is the most important match to you in Redefine so far, and how you are gonna hit me harder than you've hit anyone else, that's something I have to and will prepare for. I gets no nights off. I can't take it easy in the ring because everyone always comin' at me with their best. But guess what? Their best usually isn't enough."
Carmen pulls the jersey off, revealing her TV Championship underneath it. She unstraps her title, and holds it up for the fans, causing an eruption of cheers throughout the building.
Carmen: "This title means I'm one of the best. There's a possibility you could be like the Bucks and pull off the upset, but there's a better chance you'll end up like the other 28 teams the Warriors have beaten."
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Post by yourfavoritedrug on Dec 28, 2015 15:48:16 GMT
Scene picked up outside of a bar, probably the most typical place for a guy like "YOUR Favorite Drug" Xavier Laroux. Standing outside of that building, Laroux would be decked out in a pair of thick black denim jeans, his torso squeezed by the black material of that tank top, a loose fitting t-shirt over it, the words "Your Favorite Drug" across the chest, an arrow pointing down to his crotch. The final piece of his attire would be a black leather jacket.
That oh so arrogant smirk plastered to his features, Laroux would have a lit cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth. Pulling it from his lips, he began to talk, each word accompanied by that steam, showing just how cold it was wherever he was at.
"That's your scene, this is mine. I hope you enjoyed your little basketball game Carm, I really do. Brought my ass out here in this freezing fuckin' air so I can talk to you. Damn sure couldn't do it in there, too damn loud. But that's neither here or there. Fact is, from how you soundin' in this last piece, you're starting to lose your arrogance. You're starting to think that it's very well possible that I've been half assin' it in Redefine up until now."
"I hear it in the things you say and if I hear it? The world hears it. The world is startin' to see that ego crack, Carm. The world is startin' to see that you honestly know that I am everything that I have said I am."
"Nothing you have said has gotten to me. It's all shit I've heard from hundreds of people before you, same shit I'll hear from hundreds of people after you. I hate to break it to you Carm..but professionally there is nothing special about you. Your whole song and dance, it's been done thousand times before you and it'll be done a thousand more times after your last breath."
"I'm starting to see you covering your ass, Carm. When I lose, I'm still gonna have my Television Championship. That's not all you're gonna have tho, Carm. Not only will you hafta recover from this ass whoopin', you'll hafta live with the fact that I'm better. I came into YOUR house, I ran my mouth better than you, I said FUCK your wrestling ability, and I beat you like you owed me money."
"Let's face it, Carm. You're starting to run low. You can't keep up with me here. And as soon as you realize that, the better off you'll be."
"But you're right. For me? This is game seven. The only difference is? After I win game seven, it won't be over. Because after I show you I'm just better..I'll be coming right back for that Television Championship that you hold so dearly to your heart."
"It's like this Carm, I am everything you wish you could be. You like those cheers..that'll be your downfall.
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Post by yourfavoritedrug on Dec 30, 2015 2:44:29 GMT
"Carm..Carm..Carm, I tried to keep this as just friendly shit talkin', tried to, y'know, give you time to build up enough shit to say about and to me. But as usual with people like you, you get a little too hyped up, say shit that you don't really wanna say. It's understandable, you're under alotta pressure. You're worried that I might just be right about everything I've said. You should be worried now..not just about cracks in your ego or you not being better than me. But the fact that now? I'm serious. I'm serious about what I've said to you, Carm."
"This week..is simple. I'm going to out there and I'm going to show the world the real Carmen Cambridge. The Carm that's straight up scared of what will happen when I beat you. You can say whatever you want to dance around it but fact of the matter is..when I win..you're fucked. There goes that big illusion of greatness. There goes the whole fuckin' facade. You've spent all this time digging into me, calling me a junkie who isn't relevant that lost to your ole man. What happens when I win, Carm?"
"What happens when the world sees that an irrelevant junkie can beat the high and fuckin' mighty Carmen Cambridge? What's that gonna do for your stock? I mean, if I'm sucha fuckin' loser in your book, what will that say about you after I'm finished beating the high holy fuck outta you? I'll tell you exactly what it means. Means your overhyped. You can't hold up to the weight of the world on your shoulders, Carm, you're no Atlas. I see you struggling with it, so I'm gonna do you a favor. I'm gonna clip your fuckin' knee so your whole fuckin' world comes crashing down on top of you."
"Not only that but after I do this? I'm gonna come for the last thing that you can use to keep your head above water. When I beat you, I want the world to know that I will take everything from you. I will come for that Television Championship and I will rip it from your cold dead hands if I have to. I will leave you laying, a broken shell of who you pretend to be. But hey, you'll still have ya ole man..and he beat me, remember? Maybe that will make you feel better."
"But it seems it's not just you who's in line. Outside of ole Dead Eye, I've got the whole fuckin' Definition on my ass. That's fine. Whenever I'm given the match, I'll handle Emilo without hesitation and if Daniels wants round two then let's fuckin' go. But until then, your ass is mine Carm. And next? Your pride. And finally? I'll take that fuckin' belt. You brought this upon yourself Carm. Remember, I tried to keep this cool, I tried to keep this friendly and no harm done. Not anymore..and you're blamed."
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Post by Carmen Cambridge on Dec 30, 2015 4:11:22 GMT
We open with Carmen Cambridge sitting on a stool, behind her is a backdrop on a green screen for #Redefine30. Across from her sits a Fox Sports 1 anchor.
FS1: "Tonight I'm sitting down with the lovely Carmen Cambridge to discuss the upcoming Redefine 30 event which can be seen exclusively on Fox Sports 1. Thanks, Carmen."
Carmen: "You forgot that on top of being lovely, I'm also the Redefine TV Champion."
Cambridge pats the championship as it rests on her shoulder. She rubs the face plate proudly.
FS1: "From what I understand, this will be a non championship match though, correct?"
Carmen: "You got it, boo. Non championship match against Xavier Laroux. The same Xavier Laroux that just recently said there's nothing special about me. If there's nothin' special about me, why I'm the one sitting here with Fox Sports 1? Why aren't you sitting here, X?"
Carmen looks a little irritated as she continues.
Carmen: "You wanna threaten me Xavier? First off, you gettin' ahead of yourself worrying about Emile and JD. For one, JD already beat that tail so slow down, and second, Emile has Pariah ahead of him and you have me to deal with."
FS1: "Your opponent was recently quoted as saying you are 'Overhyped'. What are your thoughts on that?"
Carmen: "First I think its cute you keep calling him my opponent and not by his name, that proves my point that no one knows who he is. Xavier, you can do your thing in the ring, ain't no takin' that from you, but boo boo, that doesn't mean that just because you can wrestle that you somebody people care about. When people watch Redefine, they watchin' to see me and The Definition. How can I be overhyped when I've actually been doin it big here from my very first match? Overhyped is someone that is pushed and pushed down people's throats, but hasn't really done anything. Me? I'm a former Redefine Tag Champion, current TV Champion, and leader of the group that is the talk of Redefine. How is THAT overhyped? If anything, I'm underhyped since I haven't gotten my chance at the Redefine World Title yet. The sky is the limit for me, you just mad that you still on the ground lookin' up at me."
FS1: "Strong words, Miss Cambridge. We're almost out of time, so give our fans one reason to watch Redefine 30."
Carmen: "The Definition. Emile is one of the most exciting wrestlers today, straight up. Dead Eye and my boo thang JD are gonna show DBV why WE are the future as they bring those tag belts back to our group and then me. Xavier wants to make things personal, he wants to threaten me like this could get deeper than a match? I'm from Vallejo, I may not look like I can fight, but anyone that's seen me wrestles knows what's up. At Redefine 30, I show the difference between a star, and an extra. Bet."
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Post by yourfavoritedrug on Dec 30, 2015 18:08:24 GMT
"And people call me dumb. I said you were overhyped. I didn't say a damn thing else that you just said. Overhyped is just that..overhyped. I didn't say you were overrated, which is exactly what you're implying, I just said you're overhyped. Too much hype. Too much pressure to succeed. You don't get it Carm. For all of your selfhype, for all the hype you get from others..that fall is gonna hurt like a bitch. It's gonna fuck you up, Carm. For all of your accomplishments, for all that hype surrounding you, you haven't had the chance to really..accept a loss to a guy like me."
"I mean, sure you've got your ass kicked before but you've never had someone come at you like I have. Someone so below your level. That's gonna happen come Saturday whether you like it or not."
The scene picked up, revealing "YOUR Favorite Drug" Xavier Laroux inside of a gym. Icon for Hire blasting in the background, Laroux was sending a succession of rights and lefts into the surface of a bag. Black gym shorts and beads of sweat rolling down his bare torso would be the attire for this piece.
"How was your interview Carm? Boy, you sure do enjoy being the center of attention, dontcha? Always having to be in everyone's mouth. Now, I dunno bout Vallejo but Seattle, where I come from, that's called being an attention whore. And it's a terrible thing to be. It's fuckin' exhausting to be honest about it, but I don't needa explain that to you, do I?"
"The thing is, Carm, not everyone wants to be the center of attention. Not everyone wants the big interview. I'm perfectly happy with runnin' my mouth, whoopin' ass, and collecting my paychecks. I'll leave the media attention to you, you seem to enjoy it oh so well."
"Also, dude called me your opponent one time and you go off on this fuckin tangent about how I'm so unknown. You know who does know me, Carm? My fiancé knows me, my daughter knows me. The people I actually give a damn about in this life what they think..they know me. Honestly, I don't care if anyone else knows me. It's not an issue to me. I don't have to be on everyone's mind to be happy. I don't need to be the center of attention. I'm not you..I'm not an attention whore."
Those balled fists smashing into that bag, seemingly harder than the one before.
"It's okay though Carm, I'll give you the attention you're so fuckin focused on. But it's not gonna be the good kind. The only attention you'll be getting, from me, come Saturday will be in the form of an ass whoopin' like you aint ever come across before. It's going to be that chip in your glass that just spreads..and spreads. Face it Carm, you're about to get dropped by an unknown, irrelevant junkie. How does it feel?"
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