2019.03.29: PWN - LONE - LONE 21

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Intro

Pyro on the stage starts to go off in the pinkish color of LONE

Braaaat! Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat...braaat!

Over at the commentary table by the stage, the iPPV cameras zoom in on Kevin North and Dexter Irving Cornelius, the LONE Commentary team.

North: Hello everyone and welcome to Supremacy: LONE 21 - Opportunity! I'm Kevin North alongside my partner Dexter Irving Cornelius.

DIC: Aka DIC! Aka Doin it Classy. Aka Mr. Alison Crowne's #1 fan. Let's not forget everybody l--

North: And what a night we have in store! We've gotten word that Gutter Trash Terri Thompson and her new partner Pretty Fay Qent have some words tonight. They'll also be in action!

DIC: What they need to be is in the showers. Lord knows Terri needs one.

North: But right now, we're going to hear from a woman we haven't heard from in a while, Ashley Lopez.

DIC: And I'll be waiting with baited breath. We should count our blessings that Ms. Lopez would even grace us with her presence tonight.

Britney Spears' "Piece of Me" plays as Ashley Lopez steps out from the curtain, a red carpet already drawn for her. She walks down the aisle holding up her hand to fans that try to touch her, pat her on the back or otherwise interact with her paying no mind or attention to them. At the end of the ramp she strikes a pose for LONE cameras as the flash goes off before sliding into the ring.

Baxter: Please welcome at this time -

Lopez snatches the microphone abruptly out of Baxter's hands and immediately shoos him out of the ring. She paces leisurely around the ring, holding the microphone like a wine glass.

Ashley Lopez: You forgot about me, didn't you?

The crowd gives her a muted negative reaction, some in the crowd booing while others maybe not be aware of her.

Ashley Lopez: I could've gone anywhere in the world to train, to make my mark and set the launching pad for a future career in Hollywood like those that have come before me, making it big in the ring before rubbing elbows with the elite of the elite. A girl has dreams, you want the finest wines and nothing but the hottest brands, designer clothes and jewels and diamonds and everything that sparkles and glimmers. So why would a California girl, a state of champions and the favored destination of anybody who's anybody uproot herself to come to a dump like Fallcoast? Money. Lots of money. Money and a lot of promises that Jack E. Bux hasn't kept. I get told to come out here, to train at the 4WA with a guaranteed spot on the roster once my training was complete. I'd be on TV, I'd be streamed live online with a worldwide audience and a cut of all merchandise I sold. Okay, I play ball, I follow along like a good girl for Bux and then I get told 'hey, it's time to debut, Here's your big shot, you're competing in the Rumble for a title shot.' I go, it doesn't go my way. Then I hear nothing.

Lopez grits her teeth, the frustration obvious in her eyes and her body language as she let out a sigh.

Ashley Lopez: So I figure I need to get noticed, I make a surprise appearance backstage sometime later and take out the trash, do the guys a little favor out of the kindness of my own heart. Nothing. Not even a thank you. I call Bux and instead I get O'Reilly saying 'You know, we don't have anything for you right now, kid.'

She spoke in a mocking and condescending gruff tone as she mocked the Head of Talent Relations.

Ashley Lopez: I show up to the 4WA and suddenly it's like I wasn't welcome anymore. You know I've heard of people being faxed or mailed pink-slips to know they've been fired and let go but either mine got lost in the mail or they just felt they could keep me sitting at home until my contract ran out. Of course they don't want you learning the ropes under them and then watch you walk to somewhere else; not if you want that sweet, sweet discount. So what am I supposed to do with no guaranteed money or downside included in my contract? When is it supposed to be my time? When am I going to get /my investment/ while Bux, Steve, and Frank are cooking the books and putting money in their pockets? What about me, what about Ashley?

The crowd gasps a collective 'OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!' as Ashley allegedly shined a little light on the front office. An allegation but still enough to shine a light on several figures involved on the administrative and business side of LONE. Smart fans would know the Frank she was referring to was Frank Washington, a LONE executive that has at times made appearances on screen and filled in several times on color commentary with an extensive and notorious wrestling career of his own.

Ashley Lopez: Then a few months ago, oh that Holiday Hell was Hell. Sitting at home, watching some little ingrate taking /my/ spot, getting a LONE Championship match on her first night?! What kind of bullshit is that? What does Rook have that I don't? It can't be this gift of gab because honestly I'm not even sure if she can talk. It can't be her sense of style because mean, come on; look at her and then look at me.

Lopez runs her hands down and over her body.

Ashley Lopez: I'm a 10, she's a 5, maybe 6 at best. And that's me being extremely generous. I'm Hollywood where she's from some.... Deer Lodge in North Dakota?

She scrunches her face up at that.

Ashley Lopez: While you're busy getting tick bites at your little Molly raves out in your uncle's barn I'm in the middle of a photo shoot for a glamour magazine. Rook, you are not on my level!

Kernkraft 400's "Zombie Nation (Original Version)" plays as Rook slowly steps out and stands on the stage. The crowd is quick to shower her in praise as she's quickly becoming a fan favorite, a trend that's continuing as she crashes this pity party.

ROOK! ROOK! ROOK! ROOK! ROOK! ROOK! ROOK! ROOK! ROOK!

Rook smiles as she stands on stage, holding a microphone. She takes in all the fans cheering for her and raises her free hand up in a motion like she wants everyone to stand up and cheer louder.

When it gets to a part in the song, the fans start doing it in tune.

OOOoooO! OOOOooOOooOoo-O!-OO-OO-OO-OO!

The music dies down and Rook begins to speak.

Rook: Someone's suckin on some sour grapes. What, am I supposed to say I'm sorry for answering an open challenge? Am I supposed to be sorry for volunteering for a life changing opportunity? See, while you were sitting at home hoping for an opportunity to come your way I took the steps to be right at the door exactly when opportunity was knocking. I put in the work at the academy, I used to help put that ring together you're throwing your piss parade in; to do anything I could to show that not only was I here but that I was dedicated to what we're /all/ trying to accomplish. I got my foot in the door and I kept it there and I walked right through that door while all you did was give up and walk on home. I was a heartbeat away from making Alison Crowne tap out and capturing the LONE Championship and if I got another shot I know I could take her to the limit again and then some. I may not tick any boxes on a checklist nor do I have that 'prototypical' model look that some people search for but if you wanted an ass kicking, honey all you had to do was ask!

Rook begins to walk down to the ring as the crowd cheers, Ashley Lopez is however quick to pump the breaks.

Ashley Lopez: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Who said you make the rules around here? You know, I would love nothing more than make an example out of you here tonight. I would love to have a referee waiting and standing at attention in this ring to make everything official. But that's just not in the cards tonight. When we fight, it'll be on my time. Until then you and everyone else in this run down flop house can learn to wait your turn. I've waited half a year to be standing in a ring again, you can survive a month. We're done here. Bye bye!

Lopez dropped the microphone as she exited the ring, the camera showing a section of the fan barricade replaced with a velvet rope, the same kind one would see leading to the VIP section of a club. A member of security unhooks to let her through as Rook looks on.

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