Post by Carmen Cambridge on Oct 25, 2016 10:32:38 GMT -5
"I ain't worried 'bout nothing...haaah, I ain't worried 'bout nothing!"
Carmen Cambridge's Beats Studio headphones match the color of her bright hair as she dabs after reciting the French Montana lyrics and pulling the Beats off, placing them around her neck.
"I'm not worried boo boo's. After a few months off to get myself back where I need to be, here I am. I'm ready to step into an A.W.E. ring and it's fitting because I'm going to leave the fans and my opponents alike, in Awe. Prepare for the spectacle."
Cambridge snaps her fingers with sass as the camera switches showing Carmen sitting on a bed, wearing a silky pink robe with a seductive grin on her face before pulling at her bottom lip with her teeth.
" 'Sup playa? Playboy? Mr. Hawtstuff himself, Benny Stevens. You like to call yourself a ladies man, I'm sure you think you're the man of my dreams, don't you? Correction boo boo, you're the man standing in the way of my dreams. My goal in AWE is to win that Resilience Championship and in order to make it to that final match at Massacre, I have to get through you.
Since you think you're so smooth, that all the women have a thing for you, I'm guessing you think I have eyes for you. Maybe the Gucci Girl, has a thing for a former stuntman who is so clumsy that he trips over his own words? Maybe the Darkhorse herself wants to see what the self proclaimed DYNASTY is all about? Maybe I want to get my hands on you..."
Carmen stands off the bed, sauntering towards the camera. She stops in front of it, smirking as she unties the robe, dropping it to the floor to reveal pink and yellow ring gear.
"Hell to the YASSS I want to get my hands on you, in the ring. I know your credentials, I know you were the final UWA PRIDE Champion, well guess what? I was the final WWA PURE Champion. But while you spent the first part of your career in Brutal Force, wearing dresses, playing dumb, I was playing to win in my United States debut. I walked into WWA and changed it right off the bat. On their final show, I was set to open it up against Dead Eye in a submission match, but guess what? We generated so much buzz that management had no choice but to move us to the main event, and I WON that main event. While it took you until your second company to win gold, to make a name...I was already stuntin' on the competition boo boo.
I'm sure you're thinking the third time's the charm. This is going to be the place where you become big time. A main eventer, right? I'm not a hater, I saw you finally get serious in UWA and that's where you won that title of yours, but I have titles on titles for that one title you won. Former WWA PURE Champion, former Redefine TV Champion, First EVER DARC Heavyweight Champion, I DOES THIS BOO!"
A hair flip later, she continues.
"How you plan on making it to the top when you're on Twitter asking Hannah Montana, or Zack Fantana to sign t-shirts and dvd's? You can be a fan all day, but you'll never be Resilience Champion with that mindset.
Me? I'm not living in a 'Fantanasy' world. I don't have bright colored shades blocking my view on reality. Zack Fantana is one of the more accomplished names in this entire company, and I put RESPEK on his name, but I won't ask for an autograph. I won't bow at your feet, and I won't kiss your behind, but I'ma do my best to KICK IT at Massacre.
For as many ways as we're different, we have a few things in common, Zack. Like you, I've had issues with concussions. I've had a nagging neck injury. I took several months off this year in order to get myself back where I need to be. I'd say we embody what it means to be RESILIENT. The problem here is boo boo, only one of us can win this match. Benny and Zack can't win, Zack and Carmen can't win...there can only be one, and I'm HER and SHE is ME.
While you drink your own kool aid, picturing yourself as some God among wrestlers, I'ma sit here and sip this tea."
The 'Gucci Girl' reaches off camera and holds up a clear glass, taking a drink before handing the glass back to someone off camera.
"When you sip tea, you tend to gossip, and word is your focus can come into question. You pay as much attention to the crowd during your matches as they do you. Now, it's cool to talk a lil' trash, I DOES THAT, but I make sure I handle my B.I. first. That's business since you probably aren't up on the lingo. Anyway, I know you plan to fly and that's cool, I can do that too, but while you rely on your strikes to get you by, I'm technically sound, meaning I have the music of the mat, boo boo. Throw a punch at me and watch how quick I grab that arm and throw you in a submission, which you're weak at by the way.
Sunday Night Massacre we step into a three way DANCE, but the last song you both will hear while laying on the mat is Darkhorse by Katy Perry. Why? Because I does this. Act like you know."
Cambridge snaps her fingers one final time as the camera fades to black before opening back up with a promotional image of the three of them on screen. Darkhorse begins playing as slowly Benny and Zack's pictures fade away leaving Carmen being the only image on the screen before finally fading to black.