Post by Hayden Newsom on Feb 2, 2017 13:00:57 GMT -5
The scene opens up with Crystal Taylor sitting inside her closet by her vanity stand and she has her legs crossed. She has raises her eyebrow and purses her lips for a second before she very seductively licks her lips. She flips her hair behind her and cocks her head up. She squints and begins to speak.
Crystal Taylor: “Girl, if you’re not a wrestler then why are you trying soooo hard to make yourself relevant? I mean, really girl? If you want to make yourself relevant, then maybe you shouldn’t try so hard to hang with the popular girls because you’re just going to walk away looking like a fool! Lily Mae, you made the biggest mistake you could ever have made with a girl like me. Not to forget the statement about you not being a real ‘wrestler,’ but you threatened to knock me out? Oh my goodness, somebody help me because the non-wrestler is going to knock me out! I’m sooo scared I’m shaking in my boots!”
She swings her hand toward the camera.
Crystal Taylor: “Girl, puh-lease! Go on with that because I’m not the least bit afraid of you. In case you aren’t too observant because you’re too busy trying to be the hottest couple in NAW, I am more than able to put a fatty like you down on the ground. Back to this whole kissy kiss thing with your recovering drug addict or alcoholic, it is really foul smelling and disgusting! Do you honestly think anybody wants to watch Mr. and Mrs. Trailer Park trash make out on camera? Ew no! They would rather watch the Taylor’s make soft porn than you guys make out in your trailer in Hick Town, North Carolina!”
She snaps her fingers and flips her hair over the shoulder.
Crystal Taylor: “Do try next time not to confuse us with you two because the only losers in this whole situation who suffer from STD are you two. It was really burn to look so trashy! You might want to stop at Rite Aid and buy some cream for your lady parts because sweetie, last Meltdown you made the entire female locker room smell fishy! When you vag vag smells like fish, you know there’s something wrong downtown! Make your man use a condom or get tested because he’s going to end up putting you in the ground. But hey, at least it won’t be from an OVERDOSE!”
Walking out from the back of the closet is Christian Taylor who has a pair of hot pink boy shorts and a black boa around his neck. He leans on the island dresser in the middle of the closet and looks over at his wife while twirling the boa in a circular motion.
Christian Taylor: “Hey sexy!”
Crystal looks over to her side and notices Christian Taylor blowing kisses at her while posing against the dresser. Crystal looks down at his boy shorts with an enormous bulge in the bundle up package region. Crystal holds her hand to her nose and starts to snicker as she shakes her head in disbelief.
Crystal Taylor: “You might want to hear…”
He shakes his head and starts to breath in the air with a big grin on his face.
Christian Taylor: “Nope. I’m on cloud nine because I’m about to become the next NAW’s Horizon Champion, bay-be!”
He holds the tips of the boa and slides it down around his rump. He starts grind it against his butt while thrusting his hips.
Crystal Taylor: “Even if it’s in relation to Sutton saying he was going to shatter your dreams of taking his title?”
Christian drapes the boa over his left shoulder and starts to nod his head.
Christian Taylor: “Yup, nobody is going to shatter my dreams! I’m sitting proud on cloud nine and I’m totally content with being on it!”
She holds her hand against her forehead and looks down at the rug.
Christian Taylor: “’Cause I’m going to be the next Horizon Champion and I’m going to beat Sutton twice in a row! I am going to be the hottest champion in the history of this company! Mommy always told me I can have whatever I wanted and I want that title!”
Crystal smirks as she looks up at her husband.
Christian Taylor: “Mommy also said to knock a mother fucker out who tries to steal my shine!”
He starts to tap dance while Crystal stands up from her seat. She stands beside him and engages in tap dancing as she’s in a red laced lingerie and panty set. As they continue to tap dance, Christian suddenly slaps his hands together and jumps up as he lets out a “ow!” He twirls around and holds his right hand up over his head as his left hand it perched on his hips.
Christian Taylor: “Ow! I feel good! Da, da, da, da, so good! So good! So good, I got you where I want you! So good your championship is within my grasp!
After shifting from side to side, he starts walking toward the camera with his fingers on the inside of his boy shorts. He flicks them down just a bit as he leans his head to the side.
Christian Taylor: “I think it’s really laughable how you keep coming for Power Trip when you have a little team of nobodies of your own. You have that trashy girl who calls herself a woman holding your dirty shit strained briefs, a mouthpiece who acts as your conscious because you’re much TOO stupid to comprehend when you’re in too deep, and then you have yourself. The dyslexic loser who lives in Hick Town, North Carolina! Sutton, you should really stop talking about my group because those who live in glass trailers like yourself shouldn’t throw stones! Your entire world is going to collapse around you when I shatter everything you’re spent the last three months building for yourself! One flick and your house of cards is a DONE DEAL!”
He holds his right hand to the back of his head as he starts to caress it.
Christian Taylor: “You should totally listen to your little manager-friend because he is on the same page as me. You know Sutton when it comes to competition, I am the first person who has been able to deliver than any other opponents. The last couple of matches you’ve managed to find yourself wrestling in were complete botches and embarrassments for the NAW. Whether it be because your opponents weren’t in your league or you got lucky has yet to be seen, but you have managed to remain undefeated in your NAW’s career. All that ends with you meet your GREATEST competition yet!”
He cuffs his hands together and holds them behind his head while glaring up at the ceiling with his eyes closed.
Christian Taylor: “What proves to me that you don’t much listen to your manager-friend is your arrogance about being able to beat me. I mean, you beat me? That’s like trying to divide two into five and get a single digit number! It just doesn’t happen! You should research the law of gravity because it is only to have a lot pertaining to our little explosive match. Your manager went on to say this is your biggest match yet and your first opponent who can really bring the heat, but then you make it sound like I don’t stand a chance. WHAT’S UP WITH THAT!?”
He holds his arms out and shrugs while his eyes open wider.
Christian Taylor: “Why is it that the ugly guys always want to mess up with this beautiful face?”
Crystal slides her hand beneath his face as she holds her hands up by his cheeks
Christian Taylor: “Are you that jealous you don’t look like me that you would resort to any cheap tactic to hurt my placement in this business? It’s not my fault God didn’t make you sexy. If you weren’t so fixated on hurting me, I would give you the number of a great aesthetician and even a plastic surgery who can help you with that mug shot of yours. But since you don’t want to be nice to me, I’m not going to help you. So you can continue to be super jealous over the fact I’m God’s Gift to EVERYTHING! When I beat you and escape with my beautiful face untouched, you are going to feel a serious amount of sadness because you failed!”
Christian Taylor: “Your big bossman almost got you out of performing this Friday night, but you decided to ignore his concerns! He was trying to protect you and what do you do? You let your pride get the best of you! Oh my God, what were YOU thinking Sutton!?”
He softly slaps his left hand beside his head.
Christian Taylor: “Duh! He was trying to protect you from losing before your big title match at the pay-per view and now you’re going to go into the title match at a disadvantage! Do you really think your upcoming title defense is going to think you’re unbeatable? Of course not!”
He takes the boa off the shoulder and starts twirling it above his head as feathers fly everywhere.
Christian Taylor: “’Cause I’m going to be your opponent! I’m the one who you’ll be defending that title against and I am going to know every weakness, every strength, every move… EVERYTHING! I already know you’re still that rookie who started out in backyard wrestling federations. Even though you make inexperience mistakes, don’t let that derail your dreams. I saw you are putting your name in the hat for a shot at the Legacy Championship. I say go for it! Go long because week after week, you’re going to get tough competitors each and every single week!”
He starts to clap arrogantly.
Christian Taylor: “If you think I am the toughest of your worries, you have another thing coming! Just wait, if you even manage to win the journey to the Legacy title, you will be facing off against the SOON to be new Legacy Champion and leader of the Power Trip. Sutton, it’s going to be WELCOME TO THE DARK SIDE! Right now, between you and me… it’s just WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE! It’s a dog eat dog world and I’m wearing no underwear! When we start brawling in that ring, when we start going at it, you’re going to find out just how badly I need other people to protect me. Truth is big man; I don’t need a soul to protect me because I’m hottest superstar on the planet! I am MISTER INTERNATIONAL! I am the PLAYBOY of PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING! With my titles, I belong on the top of the Horizon Championship’s division. I plan on ending your little king of the world persona and taking my rightful place on that pedestal! My shine has just started to shine, sweetheart!”
Crystal walks up behind him and wraps her arms around his midsection. She leans her head on his back and kisses his back muscle. She looks over his arm and purses her lips.
Crystal Taylor: “Every second Friday nears… Meltdown is looking more and more to be a ohhh ssoooooo GOOOORRRGGGGEEEOOOOUUUUSSSS night!”
She blows a seductive kiss as Christian sticks out his tongue holding up his thumb and pinkie out to the camera. The scene fades to black.
Crystal Taylor: “Girl, if you’re not a wrestler then why are you trying soooo hard to make yourself relevant? I mean, really girl? If you want to make yourself relevant, then maybe you shouldn’t try so hard to hang with the popular girls because you’re just going to walk away looking like a fool! Lily Mae, you made the biggest mistake you could ever have made with a girl like me. Not to forget the statement about you not being a real ‘wrestler,’ but you threatened to knock me out? Oh my goodness, somebody help me because the non-wrestler is going to knock me out! I’m sooo scared I’m shaking in my boots!”
She swings her hand toward the camera.
Crystal Taylor: “Girl, puh-lease! Go on with that because I’m not the least bit afraid of you. In case you aren’t too observant because you’re too busy trying to be the hottest couple in NAW, I am more than able to put a fatty like you down on the ground. Back to this whole kissy kiss thing with your recovering drug addict or alcoholic, it is really foul smelling and disgusting! Do you honestly think anybody wants to watch Mr. and Mrs. Trailer Park trash make out on camera? Ew no! They would rather watch the Taylor’s make soft porn than you guys make out in your trailer in Hick Town, North Carolina!”
She snaps her fingers and flips her hair over the shoulder.
Crystal Taylor: “Do try next time not to confuse us with you two because the only losers in this whole situation who suffer from STD are you two. It was really burn to look so trashy! You might want to stop at Rite Aid and buy some cream for your lady parts because sweetie, last Meltdown you made the entire female locker room smell fishy! When you vag vag smells like fish, you know there’s something wrong downtown! Make your man use a condom or get tested because he’s going to end up putting you in the ground. But hey, at least it won’t be from an OVERDOSE!”
Walking out from the back of the closet is Christian Taylor who has a pair of hot pink boy shorts and a black boa around his neck. He leans on the island dresser in the middle of the closet and looks over at his wife while twirling the boa in a circular motion.
Christian Taylor: “Hey sexy!”
Crystal looks over to her side and notices Christian Taylor blowing kisses at her while posing against the dresser. Crystal looks down at his boy shorts with an enormous bulge in the bundle up package region. Crystal holds her hand to her nose and starts to snicker as she shakes her head in disbelief.
Crystal Taylor: “You might want to hear…”
He shakes his head and starts to breath in the air with a big grin on his face.
Christian Taylor: “Nope. I’m on cloud nine because I’m about to become the next NAW’s Horizon Champion, bay-be!”
He holds the tips of the boa and slides it down around his rump. He starts grind it against his butt while thrusting his hips.
Crystal Taylor: “Even if it’s in relation to Sutton saying he was going to shatter your dreams of taking his title?”
Christian drapes the boa over his left shoulder and starts to nod his head.
Christian Taylor: “Yup, nobody is going to shatter my dreams! I’m sitting proud on cloud nine and I’m totally content with being on it!”
She holds her hand against her forehead and looks down at the rug.
Christian Taylor: “’Cause I’m going to be the next Horizon Champion and I’m going to beat Sutton twice in a row! I am going to be the hottest champion in the history of this company! Mommy always told me I can have whatever I wanted and I want that title!”
Crystal smirks as she looks up at her husband.
Christian Taylor: “Mommy also said to knock a mother fucker out who tries to steal my shine!”
He starts to tap dance while Crystal stands up from her seat. She stands beside him and engages in tap dancing as she’s in a red laced lingerie and panty set. As they continue to tap dance, Christian suddenly slaps his hands together and jumps up as he lets out a “ow!” He twirls around and holds his right hand up over his head as his left hand it perched on his hips.
Christian Taylor: “Ow! I feel good! Da, da, da, da, so good! So good! So good, I got you where I want you! So good your championship is within my grasp!
After shifting from side to side, he starts walking toward the camera with his fingers on the inside of his boy shorts. He flicks them down just a bit as he leans his head to the side.
Christian Taylor: “I think it’s really laughable how you keep coming for Power Trip when you have a little team of nobodies of your own. You have that trashy girl who calls herself a woman holding your dirty shit strained briefs, a mouthpiece who acts as your conscious because you’re much TOO stupid to comprehend when you’re in too deep, and then you have yourself. The dyslexic loser who lives in Hick Town, North Carolina! Sutton, you should really stop talking about my group because those who live in glass trailers like yourself shouldn’t throw stones! Your entire world is going to collapse around you when I shatter everything you’re spent the last three months building for yourself! One flick and your house of cards is a DONE DEAL!”
He holds his right hand to the back of his head as he starts to caress it.
Christian Taylor: “You should totally listen to your little manager-friend because he is on the same page as me. You know Sutton when it comes to competition, I am the first person who has been able to deliver than any other opponents. The last couple of matches you’ve managed to find yourself wrestling in were complete botches and embarrassments for the NAW. Whether it be because your opponents weren’t in your league or you got lucky has yet to be seen, but you have managed to remain undefeated in your NAW’s career. All that ends with you meet your GREATEST competition yet!”
He cuffs his hands together and holds them behind his head while glaring up at the ceiling with his eyes closed.
Christian Taylor: “What proves to me that you don’t much listen to your manager-friend is your arrogance about being able to beat me. I mean, you beat me? That’s like trying to divide two into five and get a single digit number! It just doesn’t happen! You should research the law of gravity because it is only to have a lot pertaining to our little explosive match. Your manager went on to say this is your biggest match yet and your first opponent who can really bring the heat, but then you make it sound like I don’t stand a chance. WHAT’S UP WITH THAT!?”
He holds his arms out and shrugs while his eyes open wider.
Christian Taylor: “Why is it that the ugly guys always want to mess up with this beautiful face?”
Crystal slides her hand beneath his face as she holds her hands up by his cheeks
Christian Taylor: “Are you that jealous you don’t look like me that you would resort to any cheap tactic to hurt my placement in this business? It’s not my fault God didn’t make you sexy. If you weren’t so fixated on hurting me, I would give you the number of a great aesthetician and even a plastic surgery who can help you with that mug shot of yours. But since you don’t want to be nice to me, I’m not going to help you. So you can continue to be super jealous over the fact I’m God’s Gift to EVERYTHING! When I beat you and escape with my beautiful face untouched, you are going to feel a serious amount of sadness because you failed!”
Christian Taylor: “Your big bossman almost got you out of performing this Friday night, but you decided to ignore his concerns! He was trying to protect you and what do you do? You let your pride get the best of you! Oh my God, what were YOU thinking Sutton!?”
He softly slaps his left hand beside his head.
Christian Taylor: “Duh! He was trying to protect you from losing before your big title match at the pay-per view and now you’re going to go into the title match at a disadvantage! Do you really think your upcoming title defense is going to think you’re unbeatable? Of course not!”
He takes the boa off the shoulder and starts twirling it above his head as feathers fly everywhere.
Christian Taylor: “’Cause I’m going to be your opponent! I’m the one who you’ll be defending that title against and I am going to know every weakness, every strength, every move… EVERYTHING! I already know you’re still that rookie who started out in backyard wrestling federations. Even though you make inexperience mistakes, don’t let that derail your dreams. I saw you are putting your name in the hat for a shot at the Legacy Championship. I say go for it! Go long because week after week, you’re going to get tough competitors each and every single week!”
He starts to clap arrogantly.
Christian Taylor: “If you think I am the toughest of your worries, you have another thing coming! Just wait, if you even manage to win the journey to the Legacy title, you will be facing off against the SOON to be new Legacy Champion and leader of the Power Trip. Sutton, it’s going to be WELCOME TO THE DARK SIDE! Right now, between you and me… it’s just WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE! It’s a dog eat dog world and I’m wearing no underwear! When we start brawling in that ring, when we start going at it, you’re going to find out just how badly I need other people to protect me. Truth is big man; I don’t need a soul to protect me because I’m hottest superstar on the planet! I am MISTER INTERNATIONAL! I am the PLAYBOY of PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING! With my titles, I belong on the top of the Horizon Championship’s division. I plan on ending your little king of the world persona and taking my rightful place on that pedestal! My shine has just started to shine, sweetheart!”
Crystal walks up behind him and wraps her arms around his midsection. She leans her head on his back and kisses his back muscle. She looks over his arm and purses her lips.
Crystal Taylor: “Every second Friday nears… Meltdown is looking more and more to be a ohhh ssoooooo GOOOORRRGGGGEEEOOOOUUUUSSSS night!”
She blows a seductive kiss as Christian sticks out his tongue holding up his thumb and pinkie out to the camera. The scene fades to black.