Post by Ashleigh Grimes on Jul 15, 2016 17:53:00 GMT -5
July 14, 2016
Las Vegas, Nevada
Gramercy Apartments - 7:00 PM
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Ashleigh and Gavin are walking into their apartment building when Gavin glances over at Ash who has a solemn look on her face.
Gavin: Hey, is everything alright?
She shrugs apathetically while sighing.
Ashleigh: Fine, I guess. Just didn’t want our honeymoon to end. It was so nice to get away. I love our place but it’s always a bummer coming home after a vacation.
Gavin nods and smiles.
Gavin: If it makes you feel any better, every day with you feels like paradise, no matter where we are.
Ash pouts and pokes him in the ribs.
Ashleigh: It does not make me feel better. It makes me feel like a jerk for saying what I said; as if every day with you isn’t enough or something.
He laughs and shakes his head as they step into a waiting elevator.
Gavin: You know that's not what I meant!
He chuckles.
Gavin: Babe, I love going on vacations with you and just getting away from everything and everyone but I also love being home with you. I love waking up next to you and I love the smell of your burnt pancakes in the morning. As much as I loved our honeymoon, I'm just glad to be home... and I think you’ll be too.
A grin runs over his face but her frown deepens at the mention of the pancakes she burns every morning.
Ashleigh: Well I love those same things, aside from the pancakes, cuz those are just frustrating.
The elevator dings and they step out into the hallway.
Gavin: Those might frustrate you but do you know why I love it so damn much? Because it shows how far you'll go to try and make things perfect for me, especially when you don't have to. I love that about you. Well, I love everything about you but that's beside the point!
Ash’s gaze narrows as she exits the elevator and follows Gavin down the hallway, her tone turning suspicious.
Ashleigh: You’re awfully lovey; what are you up to?
He drops his bag and grabs both of her hands while gazing into her eyes.
Gavin: We’ve been fighting so much lately, over silly shit, and I’m just done with all of that. We're in a good place right now and I want to keep it that way. I'm not going to let our NGW stuff bleed into our personal life anymore. So I'm not up to anything besides wanting to be the best husband that I can possibly be.
She leans up on her toes and plants a soft kiss against his lips. As she settles back on her feet she smiles.
Ashleigh: We are in a good place, and don't worry, without even trying you're already the best husband I've ever had.
Her nose wrinkles and she grins as Gavin leans in and kisses her before he grabs his bag and nods.
Gavin: You ready to lie down forever after that long ass plane ride?
He takes her hand and they start down the hallway once more.
Ashleigh: Oh my god, yes. The flights home always seem ten times as long.
She groans in exhaustion while letting her head fall on his shoulder as they arrive outside their door.
Ashleigh: Hurry before I fall asleep and you have to carry me in.
Gavin: I wouldn't mind carrying you in.
He lets out a light laugh.
Gavin: Now do me a favor and close your eyes.
Her brow furrows but she's too tired to question his motives so she covers her eyes with both hands.
Ashleigh: Done. I'd better not catch a pie in the face or some shit.
He drops his bag and swoops her up in his arms in the same fashion a groom carries his bride.
Gavin: Alright, keep your eyes closed and no peeking until I say so!
She squeees loudly upon being swept off her feet!
Ashleigh: Oh my god! I won't peek but if this ends badly for me I swear you'll be sorry!
Gavin: You'll just have to trust me then I guess!
He opens the door and carries her into the living room. The room is filled with flowers of several types; like roses, lilies and orchids. The flowers surround giant pictures of memorable moments in Ashleigh's career. There are two pictures on the left; one of her raising the Inferno Championship, and the other being the first tag match Ashleigh and Gavin teamed in. The picture in the middle is of Ashleigh and Gavin kissing at their small wedding. Then there are two more pictures on the right. The fourth is a picture of Ashleigh winning the Five Lakes Championship and the fifth is Ash and Gavin hugging in the middle of the ring after they defeated Team IPW at Versus. With Ash still in his arms, Gavin takes a deep breath before speaking.
Gavin: Alright, you can open your eyes.
Her eyes open and immediately scan back and forth, taking in the flowers and the pictures from left to right before repeating the process all over again. She’s surprised, impressed and confused all at the same time; her mouth hangs open before she finally looks up at Gavin.
Ashleigh: What… What is all this?
He sets her down before locking his hands in with hers as he stares lovingly into her eyes.
Gavin: A few weeks ago, I said some shit that I didn't mean to try and validate myself and I'm a piece of crap for it.
His eyes start to get glassy as he knows he messed up.
Gavin: Ash, I'm so fucking proud of you. You've taken the wrestling world by storm and I've loved watching every minute of it. You're not just good, you're fucking great. You are the best wrestler I've ever seen and you deserve to not only be told that, but to be shown it as well... especially by your husband. I love you. I love your career and today is about celebrating you. I hope that one day I can be half the wrestler that you are.
She blinks about a million times as she stares back at him while at a loss for words. It takes a moment for her to process and she starts to speak but stops more than a few times.
Ashleigh: I… I don’t know what to say. I’m…
She draws a deep breath while staring lovingly into his eyes.
Ashleigh: I’m allergic to at least half these flowers.
His eyes widen as he looks over at the flowers.
Gavin: Wait, seriously!?
She grins while burying her face in chest before shaking her head.
Ashleigh: No, I’m not. I just don’t know what to say so I’m trying to buy some time.
She looks up at him, her gaze soft as her dark eyes scan his features.
Ashleigh: This is amazing. You are amazing. I just… wow.
She grips his hands tightly.
Ashleigh: Thank you. It means the world to hear you say those things. I don’t need you to believe I’ve better than you, I just need you to believe in me and what I’ve accomplished… and this shows me that you do.
She pops up on her toes and steals a quick kiss.
Ashleigh: I love you even more, which I didn’t think was even possible until now.
Gavin rests his forehead against hers as he smiles.
Gavin: I believe in everything you do and I'm going to show you that for the rest of our lives. I love you so much I can't even put it into words to really explain it. You deserve the world and I want to give it to you.
She pulls herself up using his hands as leverage and presses her lips against his as her eyes stare directly into his.
Ashleigh: You’ve already given me the world, now all I want is your title.
She bites down on his bottom before playfully trying to scoot away from his grasp, but he pulls her back into him.
Gavin: Funny, because there's only one thing I want from you... and that's to be the first person to pin those shoulders of yours to the mat.
He can't help but grin as her jaw drops in pretend shock before she taps the tip of his nose with her index finger.
Ashleigh: Just for that I’m going to lay down for Aurora or Damon just to make sure you don’t get that opportunity. I’d lay down for Judas but no one would actually believe he could pin me.
Gavin: Just like nobody would believe that Aurora or Damon could pin you either. We're going to fuck them up at Vendetta and show once again why you and I are not only the best couple in NGW, but in the entire wrestling world.
He nods confidently.
Gavin: And besides, the only believable thought of someone pinning you is me… because I'm the only one who already has.
She rolls her eyes as she spins away from him and begins to peruse the flowers, stopping to bring one to her nose.
Ashleigh: Pinning me in the bedroom doesn’t count, because if it did you’d have tapped out a bazillion times already.
Gavin: You care to prove that theory?
He walks up to her and starts to tickle her.
Gavin: Because I'll make you tap out in the ring by tickling you!
She continually shoves his hands away as he tries to tickle her sides while she walks backwards.
Ashleigh: Don’t you dare. I’m serious! Stop it!! I have a no tickling clause in my contract!! And if I don’t, I’ll add one because we both know Devlin favors me!!
Gavin: Go ahead; you'll need every advantage you can get!
Gavin keeps tickling her while laughing. Ash turns and sprints towards the bedroom, attempting to slam the door shut behind her but Gavin’s there to push through and continue his assault. As her screams of laughter echo through the apartment, Gavin slams the door shut behind them, sending one of the pictures toppling to the floor.
July 14, 2016
Las Vegas, Nevada
Gramercy Apartments - 11:00 PM
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Fully dressed with a gym bag strapped across his shoulder, Gavin looks down at the sleeping Ashleigh and smiles. He leans down and plants a kiss on her lips before walking out of the room and out of their apartment. He makes his way outside of the building and gets into waiting Uber. After about twenty minutes, Gavin arrives at the airport and goes through the security process before arriving at the gate for his flight to Jacksonville. Gavin takes a seat and looks around; everyone seems quite tired or is flat out dozing off. Bored out of his mind Gavin pulls out his phone and watches Aurora and Damon’s latest promo. Throughout the video, Gavin laughs and rolls his eyes at the idiocy. As the promo finishes he shakes his head.
Gavin: Looks like I got some free time, guess it’s time I hit back at these idiots.
He raises his phone and hits the record button and as he looks up into the camera, there’s a smile on his face.
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Gavin: Hi Damon and Aurora! Miss me? I’m sure you did! So, Here I am, on the way to fight a match in HKW against Jackson Magnum. Why am I doing this exactly? Because it’s what I do. People WANT to fight me. You want to know why? Because they want to test themselves against me. It’s why Ash wants to fight for the NGW Unified Championship because unless she beats me, nothing else matters. It’s why Blyss Lockhart, a former heavyweight champion, challenged me to a match for the re-opening of IWF. HKW is one of the most well-known companies in wrestling and they WANTED me on their card against one of their most tenured and successful wrestlers.
Gavin: But I’m not a fighting champion, right? Of course not because according to Gray and Aurora, I’m spoiled by Devlin and he gives me ‘easy’ matches. The thing is, I fight whoever wants to fight me. I fought Shelley and accepted her open challenge, I accepted Kenzie’s challenge and the list just goes on and on. I’ve NEVER backed down from anyone, so why the FUCK do you keep trying to say that I’m protected? How many times are you going to say that shit? You’re beating a dead horse on shit that’s not even true and then you basically said that YOU ARE SHIT by saying that Devlin ‘handed’ this match to Ashleigh and I. So thanks for basically saying you are some more of the ‘hot garbage’ opponents that Devlin has been ‘handing’ us. Shows us what you really think of yourself.
A shit-eating grin runs over his face.
Gavin: One thing that Damon got right is when he mentioned that it’s not about the title you hold, it’s the person that makes the championship. You see, the thing is, you and your plastic-boobed girlfriend haven’t done shit as tag team champions, so when I say that you and those belts don’t mean shit, then it’s the truth. But when it comes to my Unified Championship? It doesn’t even matter the greats who have hold it, why? BECAUSE I AM THE GREATEST UNIFIED CHAMPION EVER! I alone have made this belt great by everything that I’ve done and when I go to these other companies and wrestle, they’re going to see just HOW DAMN GOOD NGW’s top champion is. Not only am I going to make a bigger name for myself but I’m also going out there and making a bigger name for NGW. So as for me being at the top of mountain, it’s fucking true. I didn’t get here through luck or because of the belt I hold either, I got here because I earned it. Every challenge and adversity that’s come my way hasn’t deterred me from coming to work and getting the job done.
Gavin: As for respect, don’t twist my words around, Damon… I only said you two have never seen respect from me because you both came in showing NO respect towards me. Instead you and your group, AoD, came into NGW and tried to shit on me and MY legacy. This last week, Damon and Aurora have done nothing but try and undermine everything that I’ve done by saying the same argument in all three of their promos; that I’m handed things. That was their only argument against me and Ash besides the shit they kept saying about our appearances. You know what all of that says to me? It says you have absolutely nothing on me and Ash so you’re reaching for anything that you can.
Gavin: When you don’t have anything original or intelligent to say, you know what you do? You make fun of someone’s appearance. That right there shows how fucking desperate you truly are. Oh and let’s not forget about how you said Ash and I won’t be ready because of our honeymoon in Santorini; because the hotel we were staying at totally didn’t have a gym to workout in and it definitely didn’t have WIFI to watch videos on you two. Oh by the way, in case you can’t tell by my tone, I’m being sarcastic as fuck right now.
He smirks and rolls his eyes.
Gavin: So according to Damon and Aurora, Ash and I aren’t allowed to be the ‘Power Couple’ because we’ve only teamed ‘once’. Well, Damon, this is making me question how much you’re really paying attention since I’ve already stated that Ashleigh and I have teamed twice; I mean, this is something that you should know anyway from watching our matches… Or have you not done that yet? Ash and I have teamed up AS MANY TIMES AS YOU TWO HAVE! The best thing about it is that we’ve actually beaten four proven competitors when we beat Team IPW, I know, I have to repeat this again but it seems like my opponents aren’t paying much attention because their heads are too far up each other’s asses to know the what the truth really is.
Gavin: As for my ego being ‘out of control’, the thing is, I can back up everything that I say, can you? My ego is a product of what I’ve accomplished. But oh, I’m the one with all the ‘hubris’ right? At least I’m not walking around everywhere calling myself a stupid ass angel. Your whole AoD group spits nothing but hubris. You’re supposed to bring about some kind of change to this company but the only thing you’ve brought on is embarrassment. The only person on this roster who’s brought change to NGW is ME! How many Inferno people joined up with NGW when they saw me over here in this rising company? I breathed life into NGW and if it wasn’t for me, this place wouldn’t be where it is today.
He nods confidently.
Gavin: I love how I called you two out on not having to defend your tag team championships and I dared you to put them on the line and what did you do? You ignored it! Just like when you idiots ignored me when I challenged you to a gauntlet match along with Gray Malone. You want to know why you ignored it? Because you’re scared of me and you’re scared of Ash. Deep down in your hearts, you know that we’re better and that you don’t stand a chance against us in the ring. While I’ve been a FIGHTING CHAMPION my entire career, while I’ve REPRESENTED NGW over and over again, month after month, you two only represent yourselves and AoD. So really, who are the fucking arrogant ones?
Gavin: Say whatever lies you need to say to try and make yourself look better but the facts are out there for everyone to see and those facts are that Ash and I are the top competitors of NGW and I am hands down the face of this company. While you two sit on your lazy asses, enjoying the ‘battleground’ in Atlanta, which really means that you’re most likely sightseeing the city of ATL… I’ll be heading to Jacksonville to fight one of my best friends, who just so happens to be a multiple champion and one of the best competitors in the world… Jackson Magnum. Is it risky fighting against him a day before my tag team match? Sure, it definitely is but it’s not something that I haven’t done before. After I won my debut match in NGW, I won a championship the next day over in Portland Pro. I also fought Xavier Laroux and beat him in IPW after having an NGW match the day before.
Gavin: This isn’t new shit for me. I’m a fighter, a competitor, a wrestler, A CHAMPION! The only difference this go around is that I have Ashleigh fighting with me and whether it comes to inside of the ring or out of it, she ALWAYS has my back. Yes, we fight, we bicker and we are going to wrestle the match of our lives in two months for MY Unified Championship… But the facts are that we are ALWAYS there for each other and that will never change. No matter what anyone says about me and Ash, the one thing that will always be true is that I we both go out there every time it’s our turn to wrestle and give one hundred percent we’re in that ring. But that’s what we do when we fight on our own… What do you think we do when we fight for EACH OTHER? I would do anything for Ash and she would do the same for me. We love each other, I love her more than life itself. You two have no idea the risks I’d go to so that nothing bad happens to her in that ring and she would do the same for me. That love and that feeling of wanting to keep each other safe is something that you two absolutely cannot match. So, tomorrow night, she’s going to be my tag team partner for a third time and we’re not going to let two chumps who think they’re on our level beat us. Nope, we’re going to do what we both always do… We’re going to win.
With that said, Gavin pulls the phone down away from his face and hits the stop button to stop the recording and the scene goes black.
July 15, 2016
Las Vegas, Nevada
Gramercy Apartments - 12:30 AM
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The scene in the living room remains as we left it; lights low, flowers and photographs celebrating Ashleigh’s career filling the room. The door from the bedroom creaks open and out trudges a sleepy Ashleigh, wearing a white tank top, a pair of pink terry cloth sleep shorts and fuzzy bunny slippers she looks every bit like a bear awakened prematurely from its winter slumber. She runs a hand through her tussled hair and yawns while looking over Gavin’s tribute, then her eyes fall on the camera.
Ashleigh: I love him to death and I’ll give him an A for effort but let’s be honest…
She motions towards the flowers and photographs.
Ashleigh: …this looks more like a wake than a celebration of my career. Here lies Ashleigh Grimes, she took her own life shortly after being told she had no ass and pimple boobies by Aurora Knight. They always say bullying from peers is the worst but we never thought dear Ashleigh would succumb to mere words.
A faint trace of a smirk forms as she walks around the granite counter top and into the kitchen.
Ashleigh: Then again words can hurt. They can shape people’s impressions if wielded with skill. I think there’s a song that makes reference to words being bullets and how the mouth can be a gun, but I digress. The point being that words can be weapons, and no one’s overseen more verbal executions than me; just ask Maria Sangrienta who rumor has it entered the Witness Protection Program and is currently masquerading as a Caucasian porn star. So what I’m trying to say is; if this wrestling thing doesn’t work out, Aurora has options.
She opens the fridge, takes out a carton of milk and proceeds to chug for a moment before placing it down and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. She’s about to speak when she gives the one minute sign, belches loudly and is then ready to continue.
Ashleigh: Let’s be frank, now that Gavin’s not here I can take the gloves off and the three of us can speak truths. Truth number one; neither of you want anything to do with me inside that ring. You took one look at this booking and said, “let’s concentrate on Gavin.” Do I blame you? Of course not. You’re taking a calculated risk that you two hyenas will be able to isolate the weaker member of our pack and leave his remains for the circling vultures, or in the case of Corey Bull, one giant dodo bird. There are two problems with that theory though. Problem number one, he may be the weaker of the pair but Gavin is still twice the wrestler that either of you are individually, which means in a two-on-one situation it’s a wash. Problem number two, this isn’t a two-on-one situation.
She closes the fridge and leans her elbows on the counter as her eyes focus on the camera.
Ashleigh: I know what you’re thinking, “there’s no way we’re afraid of Ashleigh.” Um… yeah you are. How do I know? Because the only insults the supposed, “fire spitters” of A.O.D. were able to muster had to do with either my physical appearance or my maturity… scratch that, my lack of maturity. When it came to my in ring prowess you outright admitted I was the best NGW has to offer and that I’m the person to beat. Aurora was talking about challenging herself and using me as a barometer, carrying on about what it would mean if she beats me, while knowing damn well that she won’t. Why? Because the seeds of doubt have already been planted in your heads. You basically admitted the two of you backed into your titles because winning a championship is something anyone can do if the stars align. I whole heartedly agree, I also agree that the rankings mean nothing because we all know if you want to be anything in this company the Five Lakes Champion in the one you need to beat. But oh wait, she’s never lost and her ego’s getting away from her because, “everyone loses and she’s beatable.” I heard that somewhere the other day. “Ashleigh Grimes is beatable.” I can’t remember where, maybe an internet radio show of some shit, but allow me to pump the brakes on that fallacy before it goes any further, lest you morons get visions of sugar plums dancing in your heads. There is no one on this roster capable of beating me, period. Fuck it, I’ll up the ante and take it even further… there is no one in NGW, IPW or Alpha Rising capable of beating me regardless of the ruleset. Is that bold? Does it make me an asshole? Probably, but ask me if I care. Ask me if the opinions of those who can’t cut it matter to me. It’s a natural progression; you realize you can’t beat me and then hate on me from afar because it’s the only way you can think of to tear me down. You believe you can stand just beyond my reach and hurl stones from a distance but what you fail to realize is that I have a hell of an arm and an endless supply of ammunition, so bring everything’s you’ve got and I’ll be here waiting, pointing and laughing from my ivory tower as person after person after person fails to prove me wrong.
Ash pushes off the counter and walks over to the orchids, pausing to smell the flowers before frowning.
Ashleigh: I hate flowers. They remind me of funeral homes and the smell of death. You know what else stinks? Bullshit. I’m going to pass on going the Gabbin’ route and outlining in great length all the places my uneducated, lazy ass opponents fucked up. I mean they outright admitted they don’t know much about us and didn’t bother doing any research aside from what they’ve seen or heard during their stint here in NGW. So again, do you want to know separates us from you? Preparation. But I prefer that you don’t do your homework because then I get to play this nifty little game I call, What the Fuck?!
She clears her throat.
Ashleigh: Our opponents, as part of their avid straw grasping, thought it best to attack my physical appearance hoping that somewhere behind my confident façade would lay an emotional little girl who’s sensitive about her appearance. So out came the pimple nipple, flat chested, training bra references. I think you two got confused, Kenzie Rydell is not the Five Lakes Champion you’re facing so, what the fuck?!!
Ashleigh: When the teeny tiny titty comments didn’t elicit the reaction you were hoping for you decided to hit me with the scrunch face. Oh… my… gawd… how insulting. I locked myself in my room and cried for a good nanosecond over that one. Yes, I have a scrunchy face which when combined with my less than mature appearance will lead to me being carded until I’m fifty. Unlike Aurora who will likely be a wrinkled old prune in her thirties and Damon who’ll always be one bad porn stache away from a feature spot on, To Catch A Predator. No worries though, you’ll get off with a slap on the wrist because Gray won’t press charges when you perv on his daughter. Point is; what does my face, Aurora’s skin, or Damon’s pedophilic tendencies have to do with this match? Absolutely nothing! So again, what the fuck?!
Ashleigh: But you two weren’t done, were you? Oh no, you had to take it a step further; like two hair band loving chimps just slinging all their shit up against the wall in hopes that something would stick; you claimed I have no ass.
She nods while biting her bottom lip.
Ashleigh: That sound you’re hearing is a giant collective, “what the fuck?!” from pretty much the entire world. Even gay men are like, “damn girl, you’ve got a fine ass.” Don’t believe me? Ask Dean Judas. There are entire Reddit threads dedicated to my ass. Corey Bull has a replica of my ass as part of his altar of depravity. Dirk Bentley makes Summer wear Ashleigh Grimes Underwear so he can play pretend. Even Persephone, in a drunken stupor, leaned over one night and whispered in my ear that my ass was better than hers. So if you’re gonna sling shit it should be either believable or comical, as opposed to flat out stupid.
She exhales while shaking her head.
Ashleigh: Gavin and I have never faced the likes of you before? And you know this for certain despite admitting you know nothing about our past or who we’ve faced. You flat out state you’re the best we’ve ever faced but don’t have the slightest clue who that list is comprised of. I’m sorry, I thought Gavin and I were the cocky ones making false claims we couldn’t back up. You’re saying words just to say them, because they sound good and fill the holes in your paint by numbers promo, just like you thought throwing a chair at an illuminated sign and plunging the room into darkness would be a bad ass way to end a promo. Well guess what; it wasn’t. It was cliché and idiotic. Oh wait, we’re not allowed to make fun of you using clichés even though that’s all you do. My bad, from now on I’ll focus on relevant matters, like your appearance. What the fuck?!
Ashleigh: You went to great lengths in claiming that both of us have said that Devlin Scott doesn’t play favorites. If you’d paid attention, instead of sitting around telling each other you were actually doing a good job with your promos, you’d have realized that Gavin told you Devlin doesn’t play favorites with him. Hell, Devlin doesn’t even like Gavin. Me? Devlin worships the ground I walk on. Why? Because I say things no one else will say and do things no one else dares to do. I bring eyeballs and his asses to his company…
She chuckles.
Ashleigh: …I meant assess in seats but now that I think about it I was responsible for Dirk Bentley returning to wrestling. Regardless, stop assigning Gavin’s words to me. Unlike you carbon copies of each other, he doesn’t speak for me. I couldn’t care less how many times he’s beaten Bronxy or where his legacy stands next to Dead Eye’s, it’s all just useless drivel… and I’m sure as hell not ashamed to say that the CEO of this company is eager to please me. The man made me the highest paid superstar in NGW and bought me a car for a reason; because he needs someone like me to make two cookie cutters like you seem like special little butterflies. So slow your roll when claiming that I say I’m not shown favoritism. I am shown favoritism and I’d fucking better be because I certainly deserve it. So for putting words into my mouth, I have to ask… what the fuck?!
Ashleigh: I seriously thought we were teaming against Beavis and Butthead this card. I think you’ll forgive my confusion considering both pairings pepper their speech with adolescent name calling and are hair metal aficionados. Then again B and B are much more colorful with their insults. Funny how Damon and Aurora took Gavin to task for calling them, “fucktard” and “hot garbage” while they broke out such classics as, “fuckwad, Assleigh, Assless, Gabbin’ and Dirk Bendover.” Wow, the most creative insult you came up with was originated months ago by my girl Candy. I’ll be sure to let her know that you thank her for writing the best lines of your promo. Hey, you know what you two could use? A parrot. I love how fuckwad is a valid insult but the moment you turn around and use fucktard you’re suddenly lame. So for being the king and queen of hypocrisy when it comes to immature name calling, I have to give you a hearty, what the fuck-tard?!
Ashleigh grins mischievously.
Ashleigh: There’s something I’m a little hazy on; Damon went out of his way to point out that comparing Gavin’s accomplishments to his would be like, “bringing a pocketknife to a swordfight.” First of all, who the fuck has swordfights in this day and age unless that’s what happens by the urinal in the A.O.D. bathroom. Second of all, isn’t Damon a twenty-two year old upstart who hasn’t had much success outside of the indie scene until his first big break here in NGW? How is anything he’s accomplished in bingo halls across the country going to compare to the titles Gavin’s captured in major feds? It’s like I said in my previous promo; Damon’s nothing but a politician filled with bullshit and double talk who’ll say whatever he needs to say to come out on top, even if it means telling a bold faced lie. Why stop there, Damon? Why not venture out and tell the world how you’re better than me? What the fuck?!
Ashleigh: Let’s not forget how precious Aurora thought it would be fun to assault my relationship with Gavin. Aurora’s qualifications for passing judgement are her previous failed relationship in which she made every mistake in the book and her current relationship with Damon that’s reached that epic milestone of just around two months. I believe they call that the bullshit anniversary, two more months and your relationship graduates to horseshit status. But you had no idea how long we’d even been together before you opened your condescending yap, did you Aurora? Much like Damon you just said whatever sounded good despite it making zero sense or not being grounded in reality at all. But hey, you got to use that nifty vase analogy, didn’t you? See, that’s the difference when you face opponents who actually show up; they call you on your bullshit and ask, what the fuck?!
Ashleigh stretches and yawns before plopping down on the couch.
Ashleigh: I know what you’re thinking; there’s more?! How could they get so much wrong?! That’s what happens when you don’t do your research and when you claim Gavin and I have only teamed together one time.
She nods towards the picture of her and Gavin celebrating at Versus.
Ashleigh: There was that one time we bested Team IPW even with the dead weight of Corey Bull and Dirk Bentley dragging us down and there was also my NGW debut where we teamed together for an absolute ass kicking of token black guy and token luchadore. I believe they called themselves, Team Tokes. So for once again not doing your homework, I have to give you a letter grade of, WTF?!
Ash grins knowingly before continuing.
Ashleigh: But honestly, you guys gave it the old college try and I commend you for at least making an effort, so kudos to you for showing up. It wasn’t exactly the hot lava Gray Malone promised, but when has that numbskull ever gotten anything right? I think the two of you made the right call, stick to the tag ranks where it’ll be safe, that way I won’t have to expose you again. Honestly I’m a little sad that the threat of Damon Graves and Aurora Knight being legitimate competition no longer looms. I know what you’re thinking, we haven’t even fought yet; but the more we chat the more I realize this is a done deal. It doesn’t mean it’ll be easy, it just means it’ll be over when I decide to make it so.
She rises from the couch, pausing to stretch for a moment.
Ashleigh: Speaking of being over, I’m pretty much done here. I’ve checked all the boxes I need to check in pointing out your blatant asshattery. The good news is you don’t have to worry about facing another tag team like us, because there are no other tag teams like us.
Ash turns to walk away but snaps her fingers as she remembers something.
Ashleigh: One last thing. I never complained about Levi Daughterty going home or Kenzie showing up drunk. For me it doesn’t matter who you’ve faced and how you’ve won. All that matters is that you’ll be standing across the ring from me on Saturday and I’ll do what I always do regardless of how many members of A.O.D. show up. This isn’t a knife fight or a sword fight or whatever the fuck else Damon called it. This is a wrestling match. Aurora claimed she never truly knows her opponent until she steps in the ring with them; guess you’ll know me real soon, and shortly after that you’ll wish we never met.
She looks around the room before motioning towards the camera and shrugging.
Ashleigh: I was going to break a light or do some stupid shit to create a dramatic closing, but then I remembered that’s your shtick. So…
Ash yawns while covering her mouth.
Ashleigh: Good night… and good luck, you’re certainly going to need it.
She turns and trudges towards the bedroom as the scene slowly fades to black.