11-13-2019, 12:54 AM
As our scene fades in, the first thing we notice is the Union Jack of the country where Breakdown is set to emanate from this week, although something looks a bit off about it. When the camera pans back, we get our answer to that mystery as the Union Jack happens to be adorning the bikini Scarlet Grey has decided to wear for us. She certainly seems amused as she poses in the otherwise skimpy garment, her thumb pointing back to the UK flag hanging behind her as well for decoration. Apparently she feels the need to really show some pride for a country she doesn't reside from, because a little pride never hurt anybody, right?
Grey: Hello to all you english gentlemen and ladies. I apologize if I don't seem dressed for the weather, but can you really argue when your flag gets to adorn my body and reach more exposure than it would've ever seen online otherwise in the face of all this government nonsense your country's worrying over?
She can't help but giggle and pose provocatively a little more, knowing some people might not take too kindly to the fact that she brought up Brexit to some degree, but she could care less about anything that doesn't have to do with her Red Empire ambitions. Speaking of which... after a moment she stops posing and simply stands straight with her hands on her hips, a very unamused look now being the mask she wears.
Grey: I have a question I want to ask, and I want Sasha to answer this for me... am I a joke to you? I legitimately want you to walk up to me, look me in the eye, and tell me what you think of me at some point on Breakdown. I want it on camera so the whole world can hear, and so you can actually prove you're worth the pair of tits budding from your chest. But I know you won't do it... you're content with just screwing me over and treating me like an afterthought and ignoring me when I call you out because you think you have more important work to do, and I'm getting sick of it. Hell, I'll even sweeten the deal a bit: tell me exactly what you want me to do so I can be on your “nice list” for Christmas this year, and when I do it I not only expect to be properly rewarded, but I want you to give me one night where I get to boss you around so you understand what it's like to be in my shoes every time you play this game.
Grey: Why am I daring to challenge the “great and all-powerful” Sasha D. you ask? Let's take a look at how things stack up in the land of supreme right now, shall we? Let's go back to the fact that despite her fluke victory over me, I put Datura on the shelf. And yet, despite being perfectly healthy and ready to replace her, I'm not given a chance to compete in the second round of the tourney and that overweight slob Adonis gets a free pass to the finals. Now, I could pass on Tommy getting the job done there and challenging for the U.S. Title at Under Attack, but to believe Adonis has earned any right to challenge for that belt on this upcoming show? Have we suddenly forgotten my victory over him PRIOR to the tourney? Or how about the fact that Gavin Taylor now finds himself with an adrenaline title opportunity because of a win he couldn't have gotten WITHOUT MY HELP? I bailed Gavin out even though it meant standing against my big-bottomed bestie Kandis in the process, kept him from truly getting his ass handed to him at Apocalypse and even gave him some tips so he could actually get the win one on one over her. But I guess you're just going to reward him and overlook me... not even going to acknowledge the fight I gave to the champ himself even in defeat, where so many others get rewarded because depsite losing they put on this fantastic show and prove their heart or guts or whatever.
Grey: I'm sick of it Sasha. All I want at this point is a face to face explanation for everyone to witness so I can know what your problem is with me. I want you to lay it all out for me so I can play by your rules and make you eat crow when all is set and done. I don't care what it is, I just want answers. You owe me that much, and when I take what you tell me and turn it into the success I know you're afraid to see me have, and by your terms no less, I'll only have one response for you.
Scarlet pivots around, revealing that her bikini bottom is a thong. Painted on her cheeks are the words “Kiss Me Sasha” with a familiar lipstick print beneath them as an indicator of where she wants it when the time comes. She slowly turns back around, lowering her body into another sensual pose even if her expression and tone of voice don't match.
Grey: In the meantime, I'm being forced to contend with Konrad and Cassidy again, two people who have already fallen to the Red Empire and shouldn't even be sharing the ring with me. But I guess Sasha needs something to keep me busy in hopes that she has an excuse to keep ignoring me, as usual. We all know Cassidy doesn't really care anymore, showing up to collect a paycheck whenever she needs a new pair of shoes and otherwise screwing Ace. Konrad can keep being the goody two-shoes that he is, even with his new pride-themed mask , claiming that I don't deserve anything when it's pretty damn obvious I've put in more work than he ever has and it's blatantly swept under the rug. I get it, people like you don't like how I carry myself, I'm sorry that I have more pride in my body than you do with that face you keep hidden from the world behind all these stupid masks. But seriously, tell me all about how I haven't earned my shot when all I've done is everything asked of me, just like you've done and got a world title match out of the deal. Try to make this about you because I'm not worth the effort for anybody to pay attention to me because of this or that.
Grey: Come Breakdown, I am going to rip Konrad's stupid mask off his head and shove it down his throat. I'm going to break Cassidy's ankle to see how well she can cram it into one of her pretty little pairs of shoes. And when I'm done? You and I are going to have a talk Sasha, and this time I'm not going to be ignored.
Fade to black.
Grey: Hello to all you english gentlemen and ladies. I apologize if I don't seem dressed for the weather, but can you really argue when your flag gets to adorn my body and reach more exposure than it would've ever seen online otherwise in the face of all this government nonsense your country's worrying over?
She can't help but giggle and pose provocatively a little more, knowing some people might not take too kindly to the fact that she brought up Brexit to some degree, but she could care less about anything that doesn't have to do with her Red Empire ambitions. Speaking of which... after a moment she stops posing and simply stands straight with her hands on her hips, a very unamused look now being the mask she wears.
Grey: I have a question I want to ask, and I want Sasha to answer this for me... am I a joke to you? I legitimately want you to walk up to me, look me in the eye, and tell me what you think of me at some point on Breakdown. I want it on camera so the whole world can hear, and so you can actually prove you're worth the pair of tits budding from your chest. But I know you won't do it... you're content with just screwing me over and treating me like an afterthought and ignoring me when I call you out because you think you have more important work to do, and I'm getting sick of it. Hell, I'll even sweeten the deal a bit: tell me exactly what you want me to do so I can be on your “nice list” for Christmas this year, and when I do it I not only expect to be properly rewarded, but I want you to give me one night where I get to boss you around so you understand what it's like to be in my shoes every time you play this game.
Grey: Why am I daring to challenge the “great and all-powerful” Sasha D. you ask? Let's take a look at how things stack up in the land of supreme right now, shall we? Let's go back to the fact that despite her fluke victory over me, I put Datura on the shelf. And yet, despite being perfectly healthy and ready to replace her, I'm not given a chance to compete in the second round of the tourney and that overweight slob Adonis gets a free pass to the finals. Now, I could pass on Tommy getting the job done there and challenging for the U.S. Title at Under Attack, but to believe Adonis has earned any right to challenge for that belt on this upcoming show? Have we suddenly forgotten my victory over him PRIOR to the tourney? Or how about the fact that Gavin Taylor now finds himself with an adrenaline title opportunity because of a win he couldn't have gotten WITHOUT MY HELP? I bailed Gavin out even though it meant standing against my big-bottomed bestie Kandis in the process, kept him from truly getting his ass handed to him at Apocalypse and even gave him some tips so he could actually get the win one on one over her. But I guess you're just going to reward him and overlook me... not even going to acknowledge the fight I gave to the champ himself even in defeat, where so many others get rewarded because depsite losing they put on this fantastic show and prove their heart or guts or whatever.
Grey: I'm sick of it Sasha. All I want at this point is a face to face explanation for everyone to witness so I can know what your problem is with me. I want you to lay it all out for me so I can play by your rules and make you eat crow when all is set and done. I don't care what it is, I just want answers. You owe me that much, and when I take what you tell me and turn it into the success I know you're afraid to see me have, and by your terms no less, I'll only have one response for you.
Scarlet pivots around, revealing that her bikini bottom is a thong. Painted on her cheeks are the words “Kiss Me Sasha” with a familiar lipstick print beneath them as an indicator of where she wants it when the time comes. She slowly turns back around, lowering her body into another sensual pose even if her expression and tone of voice don't match.
Grey: In the meantime, I'm being forced to contend with Konrad and Cassidy again, two people who have already fallen to the Red Empire and shouldn't even be sharing the ring with me. But I guess Sasha needs something to keep me busy in hopes that she has an excuse to keep ignoring me, as usual. We all know Cassidy doesn't really care anymore, showing up to collect a paycheck whenever she needs a new pair of shoes and otherwise screwing Ace. Konrad can keep being the goody two-shoes that he is, even with his new pride-themed mask , claiming that I don't deserve anything when it's pretty damn obvious I've put in more work than he ever has and it's blatantly swept under the rug. I get it, people like you don't like how I carry myself, I'm sorry that I have more pride in my body than you do with that face you keep hidden from the world behind all these stupid masks. But seriously, tell me all about how I haven't earned my shot when all I've done is everything asked of me, just like you've done and got a world title match out of the deal. Try to make this about you because I'm not worth the effort for anybody to pay attention to me because of this or that.
Grey: Come Breakdown, I am going to rip Konrad's stupid mask off his head and shove it down his throat. I'm going to break Cassidy's ankle to see how well she can cram it into one of her pretty little pairs of shoes. And when I'm done? You and I are going to have a talk Sasha, and this time I'm not going to be ignored.
Fade to black.