Post by Brooke Bell on Oct 15, 2018 0:39:58 GMT
The Real Queen Stand Up
Tapping a finger on her chin, seeming hard at thought looking down at a desk we find ourselves looking at Brooke Bell. Standing there in a tube top and black leggings we pan out to her holding a pen about to write on a piece of paper.
Brooke Bell
“Dear diary...”
Suddenly she sets down the pen while rolling her eyes, pushing the paper off the desk as well for dramatic effect.
Brooke Bell
“Diaries are for little girls with self esteem issues. You know I got my win last week, I conquered two guys that were nearly triple my weight. I did what I came to do, I did what I told you I would do against each of them. And David beat Goliath. Yet am I getting any respect? Nope. Instead people are questioning if I can beat the new girl on the block. Taysia wins one random who cares match and suddenly she is some big threat that we should all be afraid of? No that isn’t how it works. I know NBW just came back but I have a long history here. I ran through girl after girl in this company, I destroyed each of them. And that is why I stand before the world, as the NBW Women’s Champion. That isn’t because I can’t beat the boys, because barring one or two losses in my career against them? I have fared very well. But against girls? Against women? Your girl has been unstoppable. I have been running through them from day one. And she can call herself the Queen like so many girls have before her. There is only one crown that exists in this company and it is right here.”
Reaching across her desk and hoisting up her title belt, the one she has held for a long time now. One that she is more than happy to put on the line against any women in the world.
Brooke Bell
“They are calling this a Queen sized main event? And that’s because I am in the match not you Taysia. You aren’t a Queen, you aren’t even a Princess. You are just a girl that thinks that she can come through and take over my spot. The Queen? That’s my spot around here. And sure I don’t like that all women have to call themselves a Queen. I don’t like that we are constantly fighting over that moniker. But if that’s how it is going to be? Than it may as well be me that gets it. You can be the top girl in the Caribbean, you can be the top girl in your neighborhood. But around here? I run this. And here in Japan? I can tell you that they love me! Why because I am something they’ve never seen before. Brains, beauty, talented. I am the whole package. You? You are just a wannabe-me. Your Machine Gun Kelly, I am Eminem. And if I have to give you a career to destroy it? So be it. Because I want the top spot, I want the entire roster to look at me and know I am the top woman on campus. I am the Prom Queen, you are the forgettable loser. Oh and if Killa Kai wants to be my Prom King, call me!”
Continuing her less than subtle pursuit of the fellow NBW Champion, Killa Kai which has yet to be reciprocated. Still not willing to give up on that and her attempt at securing another victory.
Brooke Bell
“The fact that people are already writing me off in this match? The fact people seem to be assuming that your going to be the one taking over my spot? That only does more to motivate me. I get it, you are younger than me. So maybe the world thinks that age means that it’s time to pass the torch. But age is just a number, it doesn’t change the fact that I am still more intelligent than you. It doesn’t change the fact I am still more beautiful. And it doesn’t change the fact that in the main event of my show, my company. I am going to end this fun little story of yours. And let me just give you a little preview of your next little diary entry....”
Holding up a finger to the camera, as if to state to Taysia to give her a second.
Brooke Bell
“Dear diary, Brooke Bell whooped my ass. BYE!”
Giving the camera one last wave goodbye as she sends her message loud and clear to her opponent this week.
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Being so far away from her family in Japan was not easy for Brooke, though it did help that they were now of the age that they for the most part could get by on their own. Still though she took most any chance she could to FaceTime them to get a little time with the two of them. Doing so now she was on the line with her eldest child her son Tariq, a current trainee in wrestling after a failed stent in another company.
Tariq Bell
“Yo ma’ find a way to get that girl Taysia’s number for me!”
Shaking her head having been expecting that type of response from her son from the moment the match was booked.
Brooke Bell
“The only number that she is going to get is a on in her loss column. You can do a whole lot better than some low life like her anyways. Have you been keeping Tiana in check? Has she been doing her homework?”
Tariq Bell
“As if she ever listens to me. I’ve been doing my best but can only do so much. Have you spoken with that weird Master guy about signing me? I could fly out to Japan tomorrow if need be. Trust me I am ready this time.”
Shaking her head, knowing full well how poorly his last run went when he tried to jump into the ring without the proper training.
Brooke Bell
“Not a chance you keep training and I’ll talk to them when I think you are ready but Tiana on.”
Huffing and puffing off upset with the response from his mom as Tiana steps into frame of the camera.
Tiana Bell
“Hey mom! You got that Kai’s number yet?”
Brooke Bell
“Still working on it, but it’ll happen eventually. Now you better stay focused on your school, don’t want you being a straight C student like your brother. You are smarter than that.”
Tariq can be heard off screen objecting to that notion but Tiana nods her head showing that she understands.
Brooke Bell
“Now you two better be watching as I do my thing this week. This little Brooke Bell wannabe is going to want to go home after I destroy her in the ring. So tune in and watch your mom show that she’s the Women’s Champion for a reason. And a week from now? I’ll be in the ring competing for even more gold, you best believe that. Love you both a lot. I’ll be home soon!.”
The two children giving back the love, as they end the chat. Brooke at first feeling a bit of remorse for not being there with her kids due to work. But looking over at the Women’s title she sees why exactly she does it and why exactly she was going to do everything in her power to take out Taysia this week. Because she wanted to be the top girl in the company and the only way she was going to do it was by beating girls like Taysia. The main event was Queen sized, and it was her biggest opportunity yet to show exactly why she stood on the throne.
Tapping a finger on her chin, seeming hard at thought looking down at a desk we find ourselves looking at Brooke Bell. Standing there in a tube top and black leggings we pan out to her holding a pen about to write on a piece of paper.
Brooke Bell
“Dear diary...”
Suddenly she sets down the pen while rolling her eyes, pushing the paper off the desk as well for dramatic effect.
Brooke Bell
“Diaries are for little girls with self esteem issues. You know I got my win last week, I conquered two guys that were nearly triple my weight. I did what I came to do, I did what I told you I would do against each of them. And David beat Goliath. Yet am I getting any respect? Nope. Instead people are questioning if I can beat the new girl on the block. Taysia wins one random who cares match and suddenly she is some big threat that we should all be afraid of? No that isn’t how it works. I know NBW just came back but I have a long history here. I ran through girl after girl in this company, I destroyed each of them. And that is why I stand before the world, as the NBW Women’s Champion. That isn’t because I can’t beat the boys, because barring one or two losses in my career against them? I have fared very well. But against girls? Against women? Your girl has been unstoppable. I have been running through them from day one. And she can call herself the Queen like so many girls have before her. There is only one crown that exists in this company and it is right here.”
Reaching across her desk and hoisting up her title belt, the one she has held for a long time now. One that she is more than happy to put on the line against any women in the world.
Brooke Bell
“They are calling this a Queen sized main event? And that’s because I am in the match not you Taysia. You aren’t a Queen, you aren’t even a Princess. You are just a girl that thinks that she can come through and take over my spot. The Queen? That’s my spot around here. And sure I don’t like that all women have to call themselves a Queen. I don’t like that we are constantly fighting over that moniker. But if that’s how it is going to be? Than it may as well be me that gets it. You can be the top girl in the Caribbean, you can be the top girl in your neighborhood. But around here? I run this. And here in Japan? I can tell you that they love me! Why because I am something they’ve never seen before. Brains, beauty, talented. I am the whole package. You? You are just a wannabe-me. Your Machine Gun Kelly, I am Eminem. And if I have to give you a career to destroy it? So be it. Because I want the top spot, I want the entire roster to look at me and know I am the top woman on campus. I am the Prom Queen, you are the forgettable loser. Oh and if Killa Kai wants to be my Prom King, call me!”
Continuing her less than subtle pursuit of the fellow NBW Champion, Killa Kai which has yet to be reciprocated. Still not willing to give up on that and her attempt at securing another victory.
Brooke Bell
“The fact that people are already writing me off in this match? The fact people seem to be assuming that your going to be the one taking over my spot? That only does more to motivate me. I get it, you are younger than me. So maybe the world thinks that age means that it’s time to pass the torch. But age is just a number, it doesn’t change the fact that I am still more intelligent than you. It doesn’t change the fact I am still more beautiful. And it doesn’t change the fact that in the main event of my show, my company. I am going to end this fun little story of yours. And let me just give you a little preview of your next little diary entry....”
Holding up a finger to the camera, as if to state to Taysia to give her a second.
Brooke Bell
“Dear diary, Brooke Bell whooped my ass. BYE!”
Giving the camera one last wave goodbye as she sends her message loud and clear to her opponent this week.
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Being so far away from her family in Japan was not easy for Brooke, though it did help that they were now of the age that they for the most part could get by on their own. Still though she took most any chance she could to FaceTime them to get a little time with the two of them. Doing so now she was on the line with her eldest child her son Tariq, a current trainee in wrestling after a failed stent in another company.
Tariq Bell
“Yo ma’ find a way to get that girl Taysia’s number for me!”
Shaking her head having been expecting that type of response from her son from the moment the match was booked.
Brooke Bell
“The only number that she is going to get is a on in her loss column. You can do a whole lot better than some low life like her anyways. Have you been keeping Tiana in check? Has she been doing her homework?”
Tariq Bell
“As if she ever listens to me. I’ve been doing my best but can only do so much. Have you spoken with that weird Master guy about signing me? I could fly out to Japan tomorrow if need be. Trust me I am ready this time.”
Shaking her head, knowing full well how poorly his last run went when he tried to jump into the ring without the proper training.
Brooke Bell
“Not a chance you keep training and I’ll talk to them when I think you are ready but Tiana on.”
Huffing and puffing off upset with the response from his mom as Tiana steps into frame of the camera.
Tiana Bell
“Hey mom! You got that Kai’s number yet?”
Brooke Bell
“Still working on it, but it’ll happen eventually. Now you better stay focused on your school, don’t want you being a straight C student like your brother. You are smarter than that.”
Tariq can be heard off screen objecting to that notion but Tiana nods her head showing that she understands.
Brooke Bell
“Now you two better be watching as I do my thing this week. This little Brooke Bell wannabe is going to want to go home after I destroy her in the ring. So tune in and watch your mom show that she’s the Women’s Champion for a reason. And a week from now? I’ll be in the ring competing for even more gold, you best believe that. Love you both a lot. I’ll be home soon!.”
The two children giving back the love, as they end the chat. Brooke at first feeling a bit of remorse for not being there with her kids due to work. But looking over at the Women’s title she sees why exactly she does it and why exactly she was going to do everything in her power to take out Taysia this week. Because she wanted to be the top girl in the company and the only way she was going to do it was by beating girls like Taysia. The main event was Queen sized, and it was her biggest opportunity yet to show exactly why she stood on the throne.