Post by Kai Morgan on Sept 29, 2023 23:45:54 GMT
And now...Zion Wrestling Presents...Invasion: Toronto
We cut to a birds eye shot of The Rogers Centre, as pyro begins to shoot from every angle of the outdoor stadium! The lights come up on a sold out crowd, and a huge stage display with screens packed all the way to the sky! We cut to the commentary table at ringside, where Winter Mae and Kyle Cassidy reside!
Winter Mae: Tonight is the night! We have stormed the gates and broken the door down! Now it's time...for an Invasion! Welcome everyone, I'm Winter Mae joined as always by Kyle Cassidy!
Kyle Cassidy: Winter, this crowd is so big and so hyped that I can barely hear myself think, let alone hear you in my headset! These Toronto fans have been amped all the day from the moment they showed up to the venue and we're about to show them why they got their money's worth tonight!
A blacked out limo rolled into the parking lot, easing to a stop. The back door opened and a large flip-flop wearing foot appeared first, then its mate. Long legs in a pair of black dress shorts followed, all of it belonging to Cosmo Cooper. The man was shirtless like always, but was wearing his ‘best’ which included a bowtie and tophat. After fully opening the door he reached inside the limousine to retrieve a long roll of red carpet which he then proceeded to roll out across the pavement.
Red bottom, six inch platforms graced that rug next as Shazzah Nasty stepped onto it, Cosmo taking a hand in the process to help the woman up. Ever the starlet she was also wearing a large pair of black sunglasses and an oversized fur coat, all completely unnecessary for the occasion. Once out of the vehicle and on her feet, she cleared her throat and gave a little snap of her fingers. There was a new member of Shazz’s entourage it would seem!
Mia Stevens shuffled out last, holding a silver handbag that she handed over to Shazz. Immediately afterwards Mia hooked her arm with the much taller woman at the elbow. Cosmo came to do the same on her opposite limb as the three now walked in complete unison down the red carpet towards the arena entrance. He made sure to open the door for the women and it didn’t take long before they were accosted by some question and accusation wielding goon once they were inside. Take no mind that they were practically and purposefully walking through the set up of the backstage staging and interview area.
Technician: Excuse me? Excuse me! What are you doing?
Mia Stevens was the first to react and she turned to shoot daggers at the person who’d asked the question. Cosmo stepped forward next, raising the arm that wasn’t linked with Shazz slowly, showing a balled fist. Shazz snickered, and tilted her head forward so she could look over the top of her glasses and provide an unsatisfactory answer.
Shazz Nasty: Don’t you know what day it is, baby? It’s Date Night with Miss Nasty and yours truly is here so that the festivities can officially begin! Did you not see the red carpet rolled out?
The worker grit his teeth, more upset about them trouncing through the camera shot he was lining up than anything else. Before the confrontation could escalate into anything else a more appropriate Zion staff member came upon the scene, Mayhem Interview extraordinaire James Crosbie. While these individuals were not his regulars he recognized Miss Nasty at least, and she him. The woman reached out to touch the breast of his three piece suit.
Shazz Nasty: Finally, someone around here who actually knows how to dress for a date with a REAL lady. You know I originally signed up for Monday Night Mayhem right? But then the higher ups came to me and were like ‘Shazzah, please! We need you to save Fusion!’ and poof! Here I am!
She cackled, loud and obnoxious.
Shazz Nasty: But look at me blathering on and doing your job, James. Go on, give me a hard one.
James blinked slowly, several times over, and decided to pass over the obvious low hanging fruit. He raised his microphone instead.
James Crosbie: Alright then Miss Nasty. Just what IS your problem with Erika Crawford? This sort of heated rivalry is typically saved for friends turned bitter enemies, or ex lovers, but you and your opponent had never even met before Zion.
Shazz Nasty: It’s pretty simple. You teach people how to treat you, and I am not the one to let anyone, man or woman, disrespect me. Be you legend or peasant, everyone should know when to kneel.
James Crosbie: How did Erika disrespect you? If you don’t mind me asking?
Shazz Nasty: You know who I am. Shazzah Nasty. I do what I want, when I want and any little twit or twat that has an issue with it can shove it up their own ass. If I want to flirt with your man in front of you, then chin up buttercup, and be grateful that you’ve got someone who would even be worthy of my attention. If I want to cut in front of you at catering, put down the tongs, step back, and let your girl in because mama is here to eat better than you ever could.
James Crosbie: No crumbs?
Shazz Nasty: I knew I liked you, boo. Erika can play ignorant and innocent but she knows full well she came waltzing into my post match interview first, and then had the audacity to cost me a title shot. You teach people how they treat you, and tonight it’s going to be Dog Walking a Bitch 101 for that dry, dusty ass trollop. Anyone else in Zion who has yet to understand that I’m here to be revered and feared WILL once I lay Erika out after serving her an extra helping of public humiliation.
James Crosbie: I hear some people are actually into that.
Shazz Nasty: I know I am, giving it that is. And that’s what you’re all going to find out tonight, just how giving of a lover and fighter I really am. Because Erika can ask me to stop, she can plead, but Miss Nasty isn’t going to finish until she’s good and full, and I brought my appetite.
Her red painted lips puckered, blowing a kiss to the camera. Shazz squeezed the arms of her companions with a snicker as well and the trio began to walk again, heading off in the direction of some further unlucky souls who would now have to deal with and humor them. Mia had to quicken her pace to keep up with the considerably taller individuals as they went.
Cosmo Cooper: So I didn’t get it. Are we eating here or not?
We cut to a birds eye shot of The Rogers Centre, as pyro begins to shoot from every angle of the outdoor stadium! The lights come up on a sold out crowd, and a huge stage display with screens packed all the way to the sky! We cut to the commentary table at ringside, where Winter Mae and Kyle Cassidy reside!
Winter Mae: Tonight is the night! We have stormed the gates and broken the door down! Now it's time...for an Invasion! Welcome everyone, I'm Winter Mae joined as always by Kyle Cassidy!
Kyle Cassidy: Winter, this crowd is so big and so hyped that I can barely hear myself think, let alone hear you in my headset! These Toronto fans have been amped all the day from the moment they showed up to the venue and we're about to show them why they got their money's worth tonight!
A blacked out limo rolled into the parking lot, easing to a stop. The back door opened and a large flip-flop wearing foot appeared first, then its mate. Long legs in a pair of black dress shorts followed, all of it belonging to Cosmo Cooper. The man was shirtless like always, but was wearing his ‘best’ which included a bowtie and tophat. After fully opening the door he reached inside the limousine to retrieve a long roll of red carpet which he then proceeded to roll out across the pavement.
Red bottom, six inch platforms graced that rug next as Shazzah Nasty stepped onto it, Cosmo taking a hand in the process to help the woman up. Ever the starlet she was also wearing a large pair of black sunglasses and an oversized fur coat, all completely unnecessary for the occasion. Once out of the vehicle and on her feet, she cleared her throat and gave a little snap of her fingers. There was a new member of Shazz’s entourage it would seem!
Mia Stevens shuffled out last, holding a silver handbag that she handed over to Shazz. Immediately afterwards Mia hooked her arm with the much taller woman at the elbow. Cosmo came to do the same on her opposite limb as the three now walked in complete unison down the red carpet towards the arena entrance. He made sure to open the door for the women and it didn’t take long before they were accosted by some question and accusation wielding goon once they were inside. Take no mind that they were practically and purposefully walking through the set up of the backstage staging and interview area.
Technician: Excuse me? Excuse me! What are you doing?
Mia Stevens was the first to react and she turned to shoot daggers at the person who’d asked the question. Cosmo stepped forward next, raising the arm that wasn’t linked with Shazz slowly, showing a balled fist. Shazz snickered, and tilted her head forward so she could look over the top of her glasses and provide an unsatisfactory answer.
Shazz Nasty: Don’t you know what day it is, baby? It’s Date Night with Miss Nasty and yours truly is here so that the festivities can officially begin! Did you not see the red carpet rolled out?
The worker grit his teeth, more upset about them trouncing through the camera shot he was lining up than anything else. Before the confrontation could escalate into anything else a more appropriate Zion staff member came upon the scene, Mayhem Interview extraordinaire James Crosbie. While these individuals were not his regulars he recognized Miss Nasty at least, and she him. The woman reached out to touch the breast of his three piece suit.
Shazz Nasty: Finally, someone around here who actually knows how to dress for a date with a REAL lady. You know I originally signed up for Monday Night Mayhem right? But then the higher ups came to me and were like ‘Shazzah, please! We need you to save Fusion!’ and poof! Here I am!
She cackled, loud and obnoxious.
Shazz Nasty: But look at me blathering on and doing your job, James. Go on, give me a hard one.
James blinked slowly, several times over, and decided to pass over the obvious low hanging fruit. He raised his microphone instead.
James Crosbie: Alright then Miss Nasty. Just what IS your problem with Erika Crawford? This sort of heated rivalry is typically saved for friends turned bitter enemies, or ex lovers, but you and your opponent had never even met before Zion.
Shazz Nasty: It’s pretty simple. You teach people how to treat you, and I am not the one to let anyone, man or woman, disrespect me. Be you legend or peasant, everyone should know when to kneel.
James Crosbie: How did Erika disrespect you? If you don’t mind me asking?
Shazz Nasty: You know who I am. Shazzah Nasty. I do what I want, when I want and any little twit or twat that has an issue with it can shove it up their own ass. If I want to flirt with your man in front of you, then chin up buttercup, and be grateful that you’ve got someone who would even be worthy of my attention. If I want to cut in front of you at catering, put down the tongs, step back, and let your girl in because mama is here to eat better than you ever could.
James Crosbie: No crumbs?
Shazz Nasty: I knew I liked you, boo. Erika can play ignorant and innocent but she knows full well she came waltzing into my post match interview first, and then had the audacity to cost me a title shot. You teach people how they treat you, and tonight it’s going to be Dog Walking a Bitch 101 for that dry, dusty ass trollop. Anyone else in Zion who has yet to understand that I’m here to be revered and feared WILL once I lay Erika out after serving her an extra helping of public humiliation.
James Crosbie: I hear some people are actually into that.
Shazz Nasty: I know I am, giving it that is. And that’s what you’re all going to find out tonight, just how giving of a lover and fighter I really am. Because Erika can ask me to stop, she can plead, but Miss Nasty isn’t going to finish until she’s good and full, and I brought my appetite.
Her red painted lips puckered, blowing a kiss to the camera. Shazz squeezed the arms of her companions with a snicker as well and the trio began to walk again, heading off in the direction of some further unlucky souls who would now have to deal with and humor them. Mia had to quicken her pace to keep up with the considerably taller individuals as they went.
Cosmo Cooper: So I didn’t get it. Are we eating here or not?
