End of the Year Open Invitational

[HardyGirl]

D'Nae Moore

In a gym that looks somewhat familiar to not only SCW fans, but also a few GCW ones, we find GCW Shotgun star D'Nae Moore seated on a bench in front of a weight rack. She's dressed for working out, in black tights and a dark purple sports bra, her long dark hair pulled up into a slick ponytail. The end hangs over one shoulder, and we can see the tips are dyed red. She sits with her legs slightly spread, resting her forearms on her knees. Her skin has a sheen to it, sweat from her workout.

Hey everybody. I thought I'd take a few minutes between sets to say a few things. I don't know if you recognize where I'm at, but you should. This is the BlackOut Academy, y'all know who runs this.... the best wrestling coach there is, Amy Chastaine. I keep my skills on point by coming in here when I'm not on the road for GCW. It kinda helps that my man Jeff happens to be a trainer here, too. Say hi, bae!

The camera spins around, clearly being filmed on someone's phone. The face of Jeffrey Alexander appears in the frame. He nods and smirks.

'Sup.

The shot spins back around to D'Nae.

Some of y'all might be wondering where I've been lately, since GCW hasn't really been putting me out there much since me and my former tag partner Miss America lost the World Tag Team Titles. I'm here to let y'all know... I ain't went anywhere. I don't know what the powers that be in GCW are up to, who's Wheaties I musta pissed in, but I gotta tell you... I am sick and tired of being ignored! Earlier tonight GCW held their End of the Year Bash. Jeff had a match. Me? Not booked. I'm here. Their last pay per view.... my fine ass was sat at home watching and eating popcorn. And when I am booked.... it's against nobodies!

Now tell me how the hell I'm supposed to make a name for myself if I can't even get on the damn cards! Beating people who's name everyone forgets a second after they're announced does nothing for me, either. I have bitched, I have complained, I have thrown tantrums! Nothing changed. I even asked Teach.... that's Amy... what she thinks I should do. She told me to 'do the best I can with what they give me,' but you can't do nothing WITH nothing!

So. Since those mafakas don't see fit to book me and make use of the fine-ass talent you see sitting in front of you.... well, GCW ain't the only wrestling company throwing an End of the Year party. So please allow me to formally announce my entry into the SCW End of the Year Battle Royal!

D'Nae smiles wide as she sits up straight, showing off her toned abs.

I gotta get some attention and turn some heads some kinda way. I'm also tired of tryin' to keep in shape by coming here all the time instead of actually working in a ring against real competitors. Not that I don't love the BOA, I trained here, I was the very first unofficial student, first graduate! But I can't rely on that name drop for the rest of my career, I need to make a name for myself. GCW and Tabitha Silverstone don't seem to know what to do with me, they don't see my worth. So... I'm thinking, that maybe showing what I got, what I can do, to another company, their biggest competition.... might open the bitches eyes a little and tilt things in my favor.

Now don't get me wrong, I ain't comin' in here just to use SCW and run. Uhuh! I have a lot of respect for this place, I keep my eyes on what's going on. Teach being manager to Kelsai Adamson-Mason, that's my girl, we've worked out together more than a few times. Your World Champion Bree? We cool. She comes to the Academy sometimes to see her brother and sister-in-law. Talk to the students. One half of your new Tag Champions Chris Cannon? If I wasn't taken I might have to make a run for that fine single ass. Sorry bae....

D'Nae smirks, as we know her boyfriend Jeff is filming. We hear a snicker behind the camera.

There's a whole lot of high level talent in SCW, and I'm hoping at least some of them show up to this Invitational so I get a chance at testing myself against people I wouldn't cross paths with otherwise.

I know there's prizes on the line. A hefty chunk of change and some wheels. That's all good, I'll drive the car if I win it. Donate some of the money to Amy's shelter. But those prizes aren't really why I'm coming in and doing this. Nah, the prize I'm interested in?

Recognition.

Turn some heads, maybe get an offer that will make good ol' Tabs rethink the way she's been treating me down in GCW-land. Cause if the bitch ain't careful? She's gonna lose the biggest asset that company has. It'll be a bigger fuck up than when the Chargers let Drew Brees go and he signed with the Saints! Ya heard me?

Ugh... my Atlanta ass feels dirty saying that, but it's the truth.

D'Nae shudders a little, and we hear Jeff trying not to laugh from behind the camera.

So. As I was saying... I'm coming to this SCW New Year's Eve party to turn some heads, fuck some shit up, and make damn sure that despite GCW's attempts to hold me down, everyone knows who the fuck I am! I might not walk out of this as the winner.... but I promise y'all gonna know I was there. And when it's all over, when SCW and  the world see everything I have to offer? Well, y'all gonna know why I always say....

Everybody wants Moore.

D'Nae winks then blows a kiss at the camera.