Post by cheyennekingsley on Jul 24, 2016 19:14:48 GMT -5
It's a lovely day in Baltimore, Maryland as the sun is glistening off a lake which is located in front of a lavish green lawn. The lawn looked to be well kept as the grass was standing at the same length. Few oak trees were scattered around the lawn with a precise pattern that even Martha Stewart would be jealous. The beauty didn't stop there as we continue to follow the lawn to a beautiful two story Victorian Home with a brick exterior. The home seems to be in great condition as the foundation looks to be solid. We travel around the home as the owner, Cheyenne Kingsley, is standing in her driveway. As the cameraman is still grabbing his focus on the house, Cheyenne clears her throat which throws the cameraman off guard.
{Cheyenne Kingsley}
Excuse me, I think your hold point that thing at the real star.
The cameraman slowly pans the camera around as Cheyenne doesn't look to be thrilled. The camera finally lands on her as she looks to be getting a little aggravated.
{Cheyenne Kingsley}
Are you ready yet? I don't want to sit out and waste more of my time talking to you troglodytes.
The cameraman is waving her off while waiting for his partner to place the camera bag down. Cheyenne's patience was already wearing thin but these idiots are begging to have their asses kicked.
{Cheyenne Kingsley}
If you brainless twits didn't work for me then I would have you flogged for trying my patience. I shouldn't even let those ignorant fools at North Atlantic Wrestling see what my home looks like but I want them to know that money doesn't buy happiness.
The two men place the tripod down on the asphalt as Cheyenne stands in front of the camera. She quickly positions her hair over both her shoulders while getting into the perfect position. The cameraman gives the go nod as she gives a smirk.
{Cheyenne Kingsley}
Hello North Atlantic Wrestling, my name is Cheyenne Kingsley and I am standing in front of my home located in Baltimore, Maryland. Now you are probably wondering, why am I showing you this? Why don't just start talking about the ways I am going to humiliate Danica Jones?
Those questions are very good but there is only one problem. I don't have to answer them. That's right. I dont have too waste my precious time giving you the complete rundown of what in m going to do to that rodent you call Danica Jones. If you have any brains in your heads then you would know that I have a major advantage over her.
Cheyenne pauses as her cameraman holds up his index finger.
{Cameraman}
I am sorry Ms. Kingsley but the battery is dying.
Cheyenne narrows her eyes while scrunching her face up as well.
{Cheyenne Kingsley}
What!? Don't you numb skulls know how to do anything right? How am I supposed to shoot this promo now huh. I should fire both of your incompatent asses. I swear a monkey could do your fucking job.
Cheyenne shakes her head as the other guy holds up his index finger while pulling out his cell phone.
{The Other Guy}
I got an idea. How bout we use my phone?
Cheyenne let's out a sigh while rolling her eyes.
{Cheyenne Kingsley}
Whatever. Let's just get this over with so I can go meet up with my sister.
The other guy turns his phone onto its side as he presses the record button.
{Cheyenne Kingsley}
Excuse me, I think your hold point that thing at the real star.
The cameraman slowly pans the camera around as Cheyenne doesn't look to be thrilled. The camera finally lands on her as she looks to be getting a little aggravated.
{Cheyenne Kingsley}
Are you ready yet? I don't want to sit out and waste more of my time talking to you troglodytes.
The cameraman is waving her off while waiting for his partner to place the camera bag down. Cheyenne's patience was already wearing thin but these idiots are begging to have their asses kicked.
{Cheyenne Kingsley}
If you brainless twits didn't work for me then I would have you flogged for trying my patience. I shouldn't even let those ignorant fools at North Atlantic Wrestling see what my home looks like but I want them to know that money doesn't buy happiness.
The two men place the tripod down on the asphalt as Cheyenne stands in front of the camera. She quickly positions her hair over both her shoulders while getting into the perfect position. The cameraman gives the go nod as she gives a smirk.
{Cheyenne Kingsley}
Hello North Atlantic Wrestling, my name is Cheyenne Kingsley and I am standing in front of my home located in Baltimore, Maryland. Now you are probably wondering, why am I showing you this? Why don't just start talking about the ways I am going to humiliate Danica Jones?
Those questions are very good but there is only one problem. I don't have to answer them. That's right. I dont have too waste my precious time giving you the complete rundown of what in m going to do to that rodent you call Danica Jones. If you have any brains in your heads then you would know that I have a major advantage over her.
Cheyenne pauses as her cameraman holds up his index finger.
{Cameraman}
I am sorry Ms. Kingsley but the battery is dying.
Cheyenne narrows her eyes while scrunching her face up as well.
{Cheyenne Kingsley}
What!? Don't you numb skulls know how to do anything right? How am I supposed to shoot this promo now huh. I should fire both of your incompatent asses. I swear a monkey could do your fucking job.
Cheyenne shakes her head as the other guy holds up his index finger while pulling out his cell phone.
{The Other Guy}
I got an idea. How bout we use my phone?
Cheyenne let's out a sigh while rolling her eyes.
{Cheyenne Kingsley}
Whatever. Let's just get this over with so I can go meet up with my sister.
The other guy turns his phone onto its side as he presses the record button.