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Post by Laura Phoenix - HBIC on Jan 18, 2020 23:39:26 GMT -5
PWS: APEX Presents Tuesday Night Riot Tuesday, January 28, 2020 PPG Paints Arena, Pittsburgh, PA
MAIN EVENT - NON-TITLE Alanah O'Connell v. Richard Rider
RP Deadline Saturday, January 25th 11:59PM Eastern
Minimum 300 Maximum 3000
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Post by Alanah O'Connell on Jan 25, 2020 16:15:51 GMT -5
January 25 Miami, Florida
It was a gorgeous sunny day in southern Florida, with hardly a cloud in the endless blue sky. Miami Beach looked like it was the hot destination, as the sand was packed with bodies as far as the eye could see. But the camera focused in on one in particular, that being PWS Apex’s reigning United Champion, Alanah O’Connell. The “Irish Rose” was laying out on a towel underneath a sprawling beach umbrella, dressed in a cute pink two-piece swimsuit with a pair of sunglasses over her face. She smiled as the camera focused in on her, pushing a lock of her blonde hair behind her ear.
“Well, here we are in a brand-new year. And this new year is going to be something special, I can already tell. After all, not only am I still the Apex United Champion, but my brother is now the World Champion. Guess you can say that we’re the golden family now.”
She giggled a little, sliding her sunglasses off her face.
“Now, I know that I’ve got a challenge coming up for me, with my best friend Bella as the number one contender to my title, but for now I’ve got Richard Rider...again.”
She gave a little roll of her brown eyes
“It’s ‘always a bridesmaid, never a bride’ with you, isn’t it, Richie? You’ve already been beaten once by me in a non-title match, you couldn’t get the job done when you stepped up to Mack, and now you have to get humiliated by me again, in another non-title match. Starting to think that maybe you’re just enhancement talent. You know...only there to make everyone else look good in the ring.But hey...at least you made it to a main event! Too bad it’s going to end up with you getting soundly defeated. But you really should be used to that by now, I would think.”
She gave a little mock pout, wiping away a fake tear from her cheek.
“I will say this, it took a lot of guts for you to step up to that challenge, and I commend you for that. But when it was all said and done, you got your ass handed to you. Just like you will on Tuesday night. You know, it’s kind of sad, really. I mean, from what I’ve seen of you in the ring, you do have potential. It’s just that you’re...well ...you. You don’t take any of your opponents seriously, you’re too stuck in your own little fantasy world, and you honestly think you’re God’s gift to women. I’m kind of hoping that maybe you’ve made a New Year’s resolution to start taking your career a little more seriously and then maybe I’ll have a decent challenge ahead of me on Tuesday...but let’s face it, I’m not about to hold my breath on that one.”
She let out a disappointed sigh, sliding her sunglasses back onto her face just as Jack Russow walked up. He was dressed in loose blue board shorts and sunglasses, as he took the space next to Alanah with a grin. She smiled over at him, leaning in to kiss him before turning her attention back to the camera.
“Well, if you’ll excuse me for now, I’m just going to enjoy my time here in Miami. But rest assured, I’ll be there in Pittsburgh on Tuesday, and I’ll be ready to prove to everyone just why I am the United Champion.”
Leaning back on her elbows, Alanah snuggled up to Jack's side as the camera panned away to the crowded beach before fading out to black.
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