Casper
Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2016 9:56 pm
The scene opened up backstage at the Smoothie King Center in New Orleans, Louisiana. A fresh new pair of vivid pink, black, and white Jordan Retro 4's were the focal point of the camera. The person wearing them had their feet crossed on top of a desk in a private locker room. The camera zoomed out and revealed that person to be none other than one of the two newest diva's in the EBWF, Gionna Daddio. She stayed reclined in her chair, feet propped up, smacking away on a piece of chewing gum while she read through a magazine.
Zahra: G, please stop smacking your freakin' gum! I can't even concentrate right now.
Gionna lowered her magazine and peered over the top of the pages at her stable mate, Zahra Schreiber.
Gionna: Concentrate on what, yo?
Zahra was sitting at a desk in the room on a laptop. She typed away before she responded.
Zahra: Trying to see what your opponent's been up to so you can prepare for your match tonight.
Zahra's eyes practically stayed glued to the computer screen, seemingly unable to find whatever she was looking for. Gionna shrugged her shoulders and went back to reading. Zahra eventually looked over and shook her head.
Zahra: So you're just going to shoe shop when you have a match in a few hours?
Gionna: Yep. I need some more J's.
Zahra: You literally just bought a pair and you're wearing them now!
Gionna lowered the magazine and grinned huge.
Gionna: I know right! They're siiccckk, yo! But yanno, a girl's shoe closet is always gettin' bigga.
Zahra: Yeah well, not if you don't prepare for your match...
Gionna: Yo, I'm prepared!
Gionna dropped the magazine in her lap and sat up a little bit.
Gionna: I got my lucky snapback on.
Gionna made a point to adjust her hat that read, "Jer-Z" in bold white lettering.
Gionna: I got my new sick kicks!
Gionna pointed at her new shoes before picking up her magazine again.
Gionna: And yo, lets face it... it's Paige. Zar, you're finding jack on the internet 'cuz she doesn't do anythin'. The only thing her Wiki even shows is the decline of her career since bein' here, yo. Check it. I might be frettin' a lil' more if this was 2012 but it ain't!
Zahra nodded and closed the laptop. She drummed her nails on the top of the computer for a moment while in thought. The raven haired wrestler with dark brown eyes nodded to Gionna.
Zahra: Alright. I just don't want us to take another loss. Wrestlemania was a huge deal for us both and we lost to those two swamp ass rats. What if they decide to interfere in your match tonight?
Gionna: Nahhh, doubt it. Let those petty bitches show their faces, I dare 'em. But no sweat off my back, yo, I told you, I got that Casper handled.
Both Divas stopped talking when the door opened and in walked Alexa Bliss with her Women's title draped over her shoulder. She closed the door to her own personal locker room, one of the many perks of being the EBWF Women's champion. Alexa allowed her fellow Moonlight Dollz to hang out there with her instead of the common locker rooms shared by everyone else who wasn't a champion.
Alexa: Sorry I'm late guys, so many interviews and appearances to do as champion.
Zahra: It's cool, G is match prepping... as you can see.
Alexa nodded her head and set her stuff down on one of the black leather couches.
Alexa: I know things didn't go well in that tag match at 'Mania, but I think tonight will be a very different story.
Gionna: I've been tryin' ta' tell her, homie! Relax and chill. We'll be out celebratin' in no time tonight. Cuz in Jersey we pump fists, not gas. I'll beat battle the hell outta her face tonight, I'm a master fist pumper. Got alotta practice down on the Shore, we good. That bennie betta' worry 'bout what I'ma do to her, yo!
Alexa and Zahra shared a look and simultaneously shrugged their shoulders. Each Diva went on to do their own thing in the locker room as the camera faded out to a commercial break.
Zahra: G, please stop smacking your freakin' gum! I can't even concentrate right now.
Gionna lowered her magazine and peered over the top of the pages at her stable mate, Zahra Schreiber.
Gionna: Concentrate on what, yo?
Zahra was sitting at a desk in the room on a laptop. She typed away before she responded.
Zahra: Trying to see what your opponent's been up to so you can prepare for your match tonight.
Zahra's eyes practically stayed glued to the computer screen, seemingly unable to find whatever she was looking for. Gionna shrugged her shoulders and went back to reading. Zahra eventually looked over and shook her head.
Zahra: So you're just going to shoe shop when you have a match in a few hours?
Gionna: Yep. I need some more J's.
Zahra: You literally just bought a pair and you're wearing them now!
Gionna lowered the magazine and grinned huge.
Gionna: I know right! They're siiccckk, yo! But yanno, a girl's shoe closet is always gettin' bigga.
Zahra: Yeah well, not if you don't prepare for your match...
Gionna: Yo, I'm prepared!
Gionna dropped the magazine in her lap and sat up a little bit.
Gionna: I got my lucky snapback on.
Gionna made a point to adjust her hat that read, "Jer-Z" in bold white lettering.
Gionna: I got my new sick kicks!
Gionna pointed at her new shoes before picking up her magazine again.
Gionna: And yo, lets face it... it's Paige. Zar, you're finding jack on the internet 'cuz she doesn't do anythin'. The only thing her Wiki even shows is the decline of her career since bein' here, yo. Check it. I might be frettin' a lil' more if this was 2012 but it ain't!
Zahra nodded and closed the laptop. She drummed her nails on the top of the computer for a moment while in thought. The raven haired wrestler with dark brown eyes nodded to Gionna.
Zahra: Alright. I just don't want us to take another loss. Wrestlemania was a huge deal for us both and we lost to those two swamp ass rats. What if they decide to interfere in your match tonight?
Gionna: Nahhh, doubt it. Let those petty bitches show their faces, I dare 'em. But no sweat off my back, yo, I told you, I got that Casper handled.
Both Divas stopped talking when the door opened and in walked Alexa Bliss with her Women's title draped over her shoulder. She closed the door to her own personal locker room, one of the many perks of being the EBWF Women's champion. Alexa allowed her fellow Moonlight Dollz to hang out there with her instead of the common locker rooms shared by everyone else who wasn't a champion.
Alexa: Sorry I'm late guys, so many interviews and appearances to do as champion.
Zahra: It's cool, G is match prepping... as you can see.
Alexa nodded her head and set her stuff down on one of the black leather couches.
Alexa: I know things didn't go well in that tag match at 'Mania, but I think tonight will be a very different story.
Gionna: I've been tryin' ta' tell her, homie! Relax and chill. We'll be out celebratin' in no time tonight. Cuz in Jersey we pump fists, not gas. I'll beat battle the hell outta her face tonight, I'm a master fist pumper. Got alotta practice down on the Shore, we good. That bennie betta' worry 'bout what I'ma do to her, yo!
Alexa and Zahra shared a look and simultaneously shrugged their shoulders. Each Diva went on to do their own thing in the locker room as the camera faded out to a commercial break.