Madison spies Rain on his/her/we/it/they's laptop backstage no doubt writing on some INSUFFERABLE Tumblr page about wokeness or trans rights or some other bullshit. Madison stalks up behind Rain, snatches the laptop and blasts him/her/we/it/they over the head with it. With Rain thoroughly knocked the fuck out Madison clears her throat and starts to diatribe.

No Rain, the legacy of this title is way too important to be allowed to fall into your sad, broke brained hands, you attention starved, histrionic, puke stain. So, I Madison Dyson, hereby revoke your right to it because let's face it, you're just gonna lose it in your first sanctioned match anyway because you'll flake out and fuck up like you always do. Stop wasting our time. By the by, you have boy parts so stay the fuck out of my crapper.

Madison drops a big fucking elbow down on Rains painfully androgynous face before going for the pin.

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And also the whole storm gimmick is SUPER gay.

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