10-17-2014, 08:59 PM
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Sweat beads trailed steadily down her forehead. Her breathing was short and choppy; chest rising and falling slowly as she took the time to try and collect herself. Her hair was in all sorts of disarray: her ponytail was messed up with hair strands loose from all directions. Jill had been pushing herself beyond her limits ever since Tuesday. Her first match was on Monday, and Jill was going to send a clear message to everyone in the locker room and the entire XWF universe: She is here to stay and will go to any length to prove herself worthy of being one of the top dogs in the federation. She was determined to let her voice be heard and her presence be known by everyone — and no one will stand in her way, no matter what.
Jill was going to go out to the ring on Monday and show everyone exactly what she's capable of. Even though there have been some who dismissed her as being nothing more but mere eye-candy for the boys, Jill was going to prove all of the naysayers wrong.
She was going to make her mark and show everyone that she can kick anyone's ass, especially the 'dynamic duo' that she and Tony were going to face. Hell, their tag team match was going to be the Main Event of the evening. That's all the more reasons Jill had to work hard. She had to give them 100 percent.
And she will give them 100 percent. She was going to give them the Jill Lorder Experience they never saw coming and shut their mouths for good.
They won't know what'll hit 'em.
With one final and devastating blow, Jill's fist hit the punching bag and exerted every bit of strength that she had. The chains that were supporting and hoisting the bag up popped and broke. The bag came crashing wildly down to the ground. With a sigh, Jill used the back of her hand to wipe off the trails of sweat that were coming down profusely on her face.
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Alright, let's get some things clear here. Especially towards you, Dumb and Dumber. Don't think that just because I'm another "pretty-faced" gal that I'll go easy on you nor am I some weak link that you can just easily toss around the ring like some ragdoll. I've made it clear to everyone that I'm going to make my mark here and be number one. All you guys do is talk shit and that didn't get some of you anywhere. You see, my philosophy is: "Actions speak louder than words". I'm sure all of you are very familiar with that phrase. But apparently, some you just walk the walk and talk the talk but can't back anything up in the ring. And when I said that and was only stating facts, some of you got butt-hurt and were already all over me more times than when Germany was all over Brazil during the World Cup. Some of you said that I needed to shut my mouth, know my role and get on my hands and knees in front of you like your name is Pope Francis or Queen Elizabeth or something.
I'm so sorry. Am I supposed to suck all your dicks like as if I owe you something? I'm not going to be anyone's lapdog or bitch. I don't care about any of your accomplishments or how many people you've beaten. I'm only here for one thing and one thing only: to be one of the best. I don't give a damn who you are. As far as I'm concerned, if you so happen to be standing in my way, you're going to get your head kicked in, no matter who you are. I hope some of you will be tuning in and watching me on Monday so I can show you guys exactly what I'm made of and how a real wrestler wrestles. I don't just "talk shit" about you guys for no reason. I don't cower in fear or do sneak attacks. I go out into the ring and I show everyone exactly what I'm capable of. But I won't ramble on and on about how I back up my words in the ring. You all will be in for a treat on Monday and see it for yourselves.
As for you Beavis and Butthead, Tony and I are going to give you two a nice, well-portioned serving of whoop-ass. We're gonna kick your asses up and down the entire damn arena and have you two running out of the place and back to your mama in no time like your name's Usain Bolt. Because there is one thing that you guys should know what not to do: Don't ever mess with me.
With a slight curve on the left side of her rosette lips; a narrowing of the eyes and a tilting of the head, Jill smirked and blowed a kiss at the camera, meant for anyone who was viewing the promo.
I'll see you lovely people on Monday. Until then, have a good day.♡
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