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Post by REDEFINE Pro on Nov 22, 2015 1:41:05 GMT
Singles Match: Xavier Laroux vs Sophia Wilson
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Post by yourfavoritedrug on Nov 22, 2015 4:45:39 GMT
"I don't think anyone understands just what I plan on doing to Sophia. Outside, the ring? I'd be arrested for this kinda shit..."
The scene came into view, revealing "YOUR Favorite Drug" Xavier Laroux. His exact location unknown, Laroux would be seen standing on a balcony, the night sky behind him. That smirk displaying nothing but arrogance, Laroux would continue on that train of thought.
"But in that ring, everything is going to be perfectly legal. Everything that's in store for you? Sure people may down me for it, even talk shit to me because of it. But that's the kinda guy I am...I'm more than capable of doing everything I say I'm going to do."
A lit cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, a white tanktop covering his chest. Plucking it from his mouth, wisps of smoke flowed free as he spoke.
"Gonna be worse for you than it's gonna be for the next guy...or the guy after. I gotta make a statement with you. You're gonna be the canvas in which I paint the masterpiece that is just what I am capable of. Redefine Pro will find out just what I can do."
Laughing out, Laroux reached up, rubbing the stubble across the back of his head.
"I'm gonna come for them ribs. I wanna let you know just so I can see how you try and defend yourself against it. Have you ever wrestled with fucked up ribs? Might as well to jack off with stubby hands."
"It's no secret...this isn't the match that I want. But hey, what can ya do? I'm not a patient man, never have been. Sophia will be just a taste of the ass whoopin' Carmen bouta get. I want you to watch this match carefully Carmen. Pay attention to what's coming for yo ass."
Taking a drag off of that cigarette, he laughed out, shrugging his shoulders.
"But enough'a that loud ass bitch. Sophia, you poor fuckin' thing. Don't worry, you're getting one hundred percent of me next week. You've got my undivided attention. Can't do it right now, but a little later...I'm going to do a bit of digging just to see who you are and what you're capable of."
"Gonna hit the gym twice as much to get ready for this. You ain't gonna even know what hit you. Ima come down on that ass somethin' fierce."
"Y'know the cool thing about me joining a new company? It's a fresh start, a new slate, a new ladder to climb. Most importantly...I get to say this..."
"Ladies and gentlemen...Sophia...my name is Xavier Laroux. I am the Hottest...Figuratively and Literally...Rookie to ever step into Redefine. As I said...nobody hits harder...nobody talks more...and most importantly nobody backs it up more."
"Redefine Pro...Sophia Wilson...are you ready for The Addiction you can't beat? Feel it as I run through your veins. I am YOUR Favorite Drug. Let's go."
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Post by yourfavoritedrug on Nov 23, 2015 15:12:14 GMT
"Maybe cat's got'er tongue. Maybe she ain't got shit to say. Maybe she did her homework and knows the ass whoopin' that I'm bouta put on'er. Either way, don't get caught slippin'...oh wait."
The scene picked up, revealing none other than "YOUR Favorite Drug" Xavier Laroux. Seated outside a modestly sized gym, he would have that oh so arrogant smirk plastered across his features, the ever present cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth.
"Sophiaaa, what’s wrong? Ya ain't got nothin' to say? After I took all the effort to do a lil back diggin' on your time here in Redefine Pro. It didn't take much time and it was kinda lackluster but I still took the time and effort to do it..."
"It just...really breaks my heart, y'know?"
He shook his head back and forth, that smirk would be replaced by an obviously feigned look of saddness. Plucking that cigarette from his mouth, exhaling the smoke.
"All I wanted was some good back and forth shit talkin' but it seems you don't...understand it."
That mock expression would slowly fade into a slight scowl as he continued on.
"I'm not surprised really. I mean, you're not the most impressive person here...you're not the best lookin' person here...hell, you're damn sure not the most talented person here. Probably why they threw ya up against me, just a dip of my toe into the Redefine Pro pool."
"But that’s okay Sophia, everyone has a purpose in this business. Maybe your purpose is...a doormat. Just something laid out, for new comers like myself, to brush our feet on before walking through those doors."
That smirk would begin to grow as he reached behind him, rubbing the back of his head.
"But don't beat yourself up over it, it's not a bad thing to be, especially for someone like you. I mean, we can only have so many tatted up angry lookin' bitchy chicks in this business before it just gets boring and overplayed."
Taking another hit off of that cigarette, he looked off into the distance with a slight laugh.
"This has been a long time coming, my return to wrestling. I had some personal matters to attend to...but everything is as it should be. I'm ready to take this business by storm once more. I am ready to grab Redefine Pro by the head and absolutely skull fuck it until I get each and every single thing I want from it."
"Championships...renewed fame...money. And it all starts here...it starts with you Sophia. You will be the first step to glory here in Redefine Pro. Few years from now, when I'm reciting my Hall of Fame speech...I'll be sure to credit you for being the ground I took that first step on."
"I know what to expect from you in that ring. I want you to find out what to expect from me. If not? Let The Addiction begin."
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Post by yourfavoritedrug on Nov 28, 2015 4:11:37 GMT
"This simple bitch still aint got shit ta say. It's kinda starting to get on my nerves. I mean, this is the third damn video I've put out there and she ain't got jack shit to say. But that's okay, I wouldn't have anything to say if I had to face me either."
The scene faded into view, revealing "YOUR Favorite Drug" Xavier Laroux. Seated on the balcony of his hotel room, Laroux would be seated in a metal chair, propped up, with his feet on the railing. Lit cigarette in the corner of his mouth, Xavier was dressed not so much to impress in a pair of loose fitting tattered jeans and a white tank top.
His phone sitting in his lap, Icon for Hire's Iodine playing from it. Smoke rising from the tip of that cigarette, Laroux began to speak.
"Look Sophia, I ain't got time to be wasting, putting these videos out if you ain't got shit to say. But here I am anyways, trying to strike a little conversation with you."
"I've been busting my ass, getting ready for this match and I don't think y'all realize just how much I wanna knee this bitch's face in. It ain't even anything personal. Other than the result of a few matches, I have no fuckin' clue who you are..."
"But that doesn't change the fact that I wanna bust you in the face and ribs with my knees. Maybe it's because you haven't said shit. That's just rude Soph. I mean, you coulda came on here and read Cat in the Hat."
"Woulda been stupid as fuck but it still woulda been something, y'know? It's alright I guess. I mean, you coulda dropped a video saying some of the most inspirational Mark Twain bullshit and it still wouldn't have changed the fact that you're gonna get yo ass beat in justa few hours from now."
He laughed out, pulling the cigarette from his mouth, and nodding his head slowly to the song.
"Y'know...I got to thinking the other day...man, Redefine Pro is lucky as hell to have snagged up someone as charismatic, handsome, talented, all around head and shoulders better than everyone else around me."
"I ain't saying Redefine wasn't handlin' shit just fine before I got here. I'm just sayin' it got a hell of a lot better since that ink dried on my contract. And it's only gonna get better from here...especially if I manage to snag an opponent WITH A FUCKIN' VOICE! ...shit."
He let the chair drop to all fours as he turned his head, looking through that sliding glass door at a sleeping female child on a black leather couch.
"Just got her to bed and I ain't tryinta wake her up. By the way, for those'a you who don't know, that's my little girl Terra."
"One day...she gonna grow up. She gonna be just as arrogant, cocky, addictive as I am. Second Generation Drug. Peace Soph."
End.
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