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Dolly Waters · (04-26-2017)

"Seems like anymore folks around here have had their nuts severed."

A scene of Dolly Waters holding a selfie stick outward from her egg-shaped music chair becomes visible. Per the usual, her face is a bit gaunt and bruised but still charming nonetheless. There's solid shiner under her left eye that's starting to heal up finally.

"What happened to accountability? What happened to self-worth? What happened to self reliance? What happened to courage? To grit? To tenacity? What happened to not being a douchey-?

Dolly sighs as she looks over to see #45 aimlessly blathering on her television.

"Perhaps it's just a testament to the deplorable times we're living, but y'all here in the XWF- and when I say 'y'all' I mean y'all cowards who only find strength in numbers greater than the piddly pair of prunes under yer' missing manhoods- y'all've become nothing but a bunch of bitch-made cowards.

Let's take Chris Chaos fer' instance. A man who dubs himself 'chaotic', he and his little whore jump ship at their most recent sign of peril and fall in line with the latest and greatest trend of being a punk bitch who can't carry their own loads. Why Chris? Did you see big bad Caedus looming and figure you didn't wanna' take that ass beating so you hopped on that wart-filled Ax3 dick? I don't suppose you'll be invoking that rematch clause so long as yer' "bro" is champ will you?

What a chump.

Maybe you remembered in the back of that cobwebbed cluster of dog shit and smut-selfies brain of yer's that comment Heyman made about releasing "The Sharks" and figured you'd better get some protection before you got singled out huh?

See, me? I gives no fucks about being singled out and that's the difference between me and the greater number of fools floating around the XWF... I don't need a plethora of pussies surrounding me to feel better about my chances on any given night. Am I the best this place has to offer? Nah, but that don't mean that I can't and I won't stand MY OWN fucking ground.

Y'all resort to cheap tactics and sneak attacks on a little girl because yer' too weak to stand up to me alone. Can't bare the thought that little ol' Dolly Waters might just pop yer jaw off from yer' skull. Just like that pussy Michael Graves who I maimed backstage and left looking like elephant man in comic con drag- that wasn't just a message to him, but to any of you fucks who've found greater purpose by aligning with those who posses a bit of greater testicular fortitude than yer'self.

If yer' going to come at Dolly Waters, you best bring yer' entire set, because if you fuck around and leave me breathing, well... just know that I'll have something in store for ya'. That goes for Ax3 and the Kings. Sure, I may have a tag partner and a friend in Thaddeus Duke, but Theo on behalf of The Kings- fuck yer' trademark and royalties- made a claim at my Xtreme Championship and that's got nothing to do with Revolution Prime and everything to do with Dolly Waters and whichever of you saps wants to take a stab at it. I do this shit all by my lonely boys, and all yer money, star power, passive racism and legacy means shit to me.

So regardless of when we wake up to the inevitable day that these groups of untrustworthy clowns have stabbed each other in the back and have dissolved into nothing but a bunch of ego maniacs with hurt feelings- I'll still be here, champion or not, standing on my own two feet and marching towards my quest of being the one woman monarch of XWF.

In the meantime? Bring Madison, bring Caedus, bring Pryce, bring Chaos, bring D'Ville, bring Hart, bring Samuels, bring Gayves! I'll fucking fight every last one of you, one by one until you get a grasp on what yer' all missing.

Consider this my target.

Dolly holds up her Xtreme title,

"I'll be waiting fer' yer' shot... and it better be yer' best, bitch."

The feed is lost.

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