Abigail Monroe, looks into the camera with intentions of recording her second promotional video, that she intends to present to the masses, shortly. While her first three videos, weren't purposely recorded by her, she still knows they must exist. Based on her opening statements from her last video.

Quote:"Ciao XWF! I'm Abigail Monroe and this is my first promotional video addressing you, though from what I understand the strange, abnormalities that scurry around and film wrestlers, tend to be free and loose with the cameras. So I'm certain this isn't the first time that you've witnessed video footage of me, nor will it be the last. Not that I intend to never address you again but even if I did and I swore off taking out the time and effort to talk to you all from this moment forward, there'd still be video footage of me presented to you, for your viewing pleasures. That's the price you pay for being allowed the ability to wrestle for a company as prestigious as the XWF though."

Being that Jackie Pepper's videos are narrated by a being with an onion for a brain. It makes sense that it wouldn't have understood or noticed that. It's okay though. It's obvious that asking for anything more from it would be out of the question and completely unreasonable. After all, it is a being with an onion for a brain. Which completely explains why it thinks that promos can be disqualified from something. Disqualified from what? Life? How does that make sense? This isn't some game with a point system. What the fuck are promos disqualified from and why does it think that's a thing that happens? See? Onion brain. That's the only thing that explains what happened there.


"Jackie Peppers. I really think that hanging out with those two mentally handicapped friends of yours is rubbing off on you. Do you really think that all that Azrael and I do is wrestle? Is that all you do? There's no other aspect to your life? You simply wake up and walk like a drone, to the wrestling ring and that's where you stay until you need to eat, sleep or have to use the bathroom? No, you obviously do other things cause you wouldn't be playing in the gravel with two cracked brained yokels if that were the case, now would you? Azrael has been called the savior of the universe, do you think he got that title by only being a wrestler? No, he didn't. Now, I might not be out there saving the world or the universe, like some badass superhero, as Azrael has done, time and time again but I do have another job besides being a wrestler. I work for my father's plumbing company. Also, while I can generate and manifest water, I'm still only one being. Don't you think if I could create enough water to save multiple states or countries from drought, that I would do that? As I've said before, I'm not an evil woman. So naturally I would do what I could to save people from a drought but the truth of the matter is that I can't generate that much water. That act would stretch me to thin though because I don't have that much energy in my body. I would have to replenish myself with an ocean's worth of water and if there's that much water already next to me, why don't I simply use that to save people from a drought?"


"Not to mention the fact, that even if I could generate that much water in one sitting, I couldn't do that. There's rules that a Water Elemental must adhere to, I can't save the entire planet from a drought. That act would throw the balance of everything off. The order of nature would crumble onto its very foundation. There must be chaos to even things out. Meaning, that as terrible as a drought might be, it must exist to maintain the planet's infrastructure. It's a part of life and this planet's existence, just like anything else. Good and evil, they balance each other out."


"I suspect this might be too much for someone like you to understand. What with being a simpleton and all, but for a moment at least try to comprehend my words. The world can't be a happy land of perfection at all times, with lollipop trees, gumdrop mountains and soda pop rivers. Sometimes bad things need to happen to balance out the good. Capisce? Probably not, that's my fault though, I don't have sock puppets to use, in order to explain this concept properly to you."


"However, I can create enough water to put down one, very, small man. Quite easily actually. Even if you're wearing an air tank. Or don't you think that I could hit it with a hard enough blast of water to rupture it? I won't but I definitely could. I mean, if I can put a hole in a wall, why couldn't I simply increase the force of my water blast, in order to accomplish that task? Azrael joked about obtaining broken ribs, from the forceful nature of my water blast. Why would he do that, if I wasn't able to generate a powerful enough burst, capable of immense destruction? That would be really strange. I'm sure by your crackpot logic it makes perfect sense though."


"Anyway, the point is this, bring whatever props you want to the ring, you still won't walk away the victor of our fight. Oh and please keep me out of your creepy fantasies. I'm not interested in you. Not now, not ever. If you were the last man on Earth, I'd demand a recount. I'd convert to the other team and go lesbian before I'd ever even consider you as an option. So get that through your broken brain, and quit your daydreaming, melonhead."


Abigail shuts off the camera and the video ends.