Post by bonnieblue on Feb 4, 2018 22:55:50 GMT
**Late night, and the Madison Square Garden parking structure is a cold and solitary place. Against the hood of a 2017 Ford Ranchero leans Bonnie Blue, dressed in an NBW knit cap and a letter jacket with the Insurgency device embroidered on the left breast (the back features a rocker with the “Stand. Fight. Resist.” slogan above the logo.) Her UCI tag title rests over her right shoulder. Sea-blue eyes blaze with barely restrained fury.**
Bonnie Blue: You're playing a dangerous game, Vincent Pryde. I told you once already, Guardians like Wu Tang -- nothing to fuck with, ya dig? Whatever you done to addle Alex’s mind, that man is my comrade, my partner, damn near like a brother and I will not simply stand by and watch you use my friend as a pawn in your sick games. You hear me, Pryde? Are ya listening? Ya better listen up real good.
This…
**She plucks at the Insurgency logo on her jacket.**
Bonnie Blue: This is your doing. I offered you the Guardians brand, a whole NBW team under my guidance; my resources and my contacts -- and you done threw it all right back in my face when you cut that deal with Henson behind my back!
We coulda worked together, Pryde. Instead, you've chosen the instrument of your own destruction. The Insurgency ain't gonna stop. We're a juggernaut rolling through your company and there ain't shit you can do but get out of the way -- or be crushed beneath our boots!
**Otherwise pretty lips twist in a sneer that fades slowly as her thoughts turn anew.**
Bonnie Blue: So… I obliterate Pryde’s pet monster at Blood Moon Rising, and find myself headlining, alongside my girl from another world, L Verez! And thank goodness for that, because Sunday night, I have to slay a god to ascend my rightful place -- and I'm sure the victory celebration gonna take more outta me than the match itself.
Then again, L is one of the hardest bitches I know, and who is it we got staring us down from the other corner? Aww yeah, my boi Shadow. He loves getting in the ring with Bonnie Blue, but it certainly ain't for the purposes of winning. Gotta assume he's indulging his own particular brand of kink -- which I ain't about shame a dude for. There's worse ways to get your nut than a tussle with the Hardcore Queen.
Looks like Shadow don't mind sharing the feminine companionship, just this once. Corey Bull gonna be looking for a little action, too… and you, Mr. Bull, well I can't say much in favor of a man whose loyalties are so easily bought. Especially by a man like Pryde.
An angel subservient to a Nosferatu? How low can you fall, Corey? Reckon we fixing to find out. Never thought “Weeping Angel” would be literal, but when you're on the receiving end of that mat slam, well…
Look, let's just face facts, guys. I'm not gonna waste anybody's time pointing out all the victories I have over Shadowlove or how Corey Bull only got into the main event because he's been kissing Pryde’s ass for the last three weeks.
Do I even need to point out the obvious? Come at us as hard as you can, we're gonna come back harder. Put us down, we get back up. But I guarantee, gentlemen, that when these girls put you down, you gonna fucking STAY down.
**With those words, Bonnie lifts her right hand in the Insurgency three-finger salute.**
Bonnie Blue: Stand. Fight. Resist.
**Fade to black.**
Bonnie Blue: You're playing a dangerous game, Vincent Pryde. I told you once already, Guardians like Wu Tang -- nothing to fuck with, ya dig? Whatever you done to addle Alex’s mind, that man is my comrade, my partner, damn near like a brother and I will not simply stand by and watch you use my friend as a pawn in your sick games. You hear me, Pryde? Are ya listening? Ya better listen up real good.
This…
**She plucks at the Insurgency logo on her jacket.**
Bonnie Blue: This is your doing. I offered you the Guardians brand, a whole NBW team under my guidance; my resources and my contacts -- and you done threw it all right back in my face when you cut that deal with Henson behind my back!
We coulda worked together, Pryde. Instead, you've chosen the instrument of your own destruction. The Insurgency ain't gonna stop. We're a juggernaut rolling through your company and there ain't shit you can do but get out of the way -- or be crushed beneath our boots!
**Otherwise pretty lips twist in a sneer that fades slowly as her thoughts turn anew.**
Bonnie Blue: So… I obliterate Pryde’s pet monster at Blood Moon Rising, and find myself headlining, alongside my girl from another world, L Verez! And thank goodness for that, because Sunday night, I have to slay a god to ascend my rightful place -- and I'm sure the victory celebration gonna take more outta me than the match itself.
Then again, L is one of the hardest bitches I know, and who is it we got staring us down from the other corner? Aww yeah, my boi Shadow. He loves getting in the ring with Bonnie Blue, but it certainly ain't for the purposes of winning. Gotta assume he's indulging his own particular brand of kink -- which I ain't about shame a dude for. There's worse ways to get your nut than a tussle with the Hardcore Queen.
Looks like Shadow don't mind sharing the feminine companionship, just this once. Corey Bull gonna be looking for a little action, too… and you, Mr. Bull, well I can't say much in favor of a man whose loyalties are so easily bought. Especially by a man like Pryde.
An angel subservient to a Nosferatu? How low can you fall, Corey? Reckon we fixing to find out. Never thought “Weeping Angel” would be literal, but when you're on the receiving end of that mat slam, well…
Look, let's just face facts, guys. I'm not gonna waste anybody's time pointing out all the victories I have over Shadowlove or how Corey Bull only got into the main event because he's been kissing Pryde’s ass for the last three weeks.
Do I even need to point out the obvious? Come at us as hard as you can, we're gonna come back harder. Put us down, we get back up. But I guarantee, gentlemen, that when these girls put you down, you gonna fucking STAY down.
**With those words, Bonnie lifts her right hand in the Insurgency three-finger salute.**
Bonnie Blue: Stand. Fight. Resist.
**Fade to black.**