Post by Gabrielle Visconty on Feb 4, 2019 22:41:35 GMT -6
Taken right after I pinned Scott Grayse... To quote Cid Sydney –“Power always wins, Tim.”
This one is for you Cid Sydney! Kisses – Gabi Vee.
This one is for you Cid Sydney! Kisses – Gabi Vee.
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The image opens shortly after FSW has ended. There are a ton of fans outside wandering around the area, trying to catch a glimpse or a chance at an autograph of their favorite wrestler. One small pack has found such a wrestler: Gabrielle Visconty. Gabi is dressed in this and is hanging out with a few fans, mostly posing for pictures and signing a few autographs. Gabi takes notice of the EWC camera as it closes in on her.
”Hey, hey! Look what we have here.”
Gabi motions for the fans with her to look at the EWC camera moves in. She bids everyone to pack in as they start 'hamming' it up for the camera.
”Wow! All I can say is just wow.”
Gabi says as she steps away from the fans and looks back at them. A huge smile is on her face as she glances back at the camera over her shoulder, her pink hair blowing slightly in the cool night air.
”Can you smell that? That, my friends, is the undeniable smell of BenGay and Failure. Yes, even after two showers, I still can't get the smell of Scott Grayse offa me.”
The fans bust out laughing and howling at Gabi's comment. Gabi giggles as her eyes never leave the camera. She winks before speaking, turning more to face the camera.
”So what is next for the 'Angel of the FSW'? Cletus Franklin... You stole my mother funkin' Reese's cups. You owe me, tubby, and I plan on seeing that debt paid in full. Win that title off of Smelody and maybe you can put that belt up in return for stealing my candy?”
Someone yells “ASSHAT!” right as Gabi finishes speaking. She chuckles and casts a quick glance over her shoulder, nodding to her fans. Gabi looks back to the camera, smiling crazily, and starts backing into her pack of fans as she resumes speaking.
”It looks like I am going to be as busy as @nicole trying to diagnose all of Megan Treamon 's mental issues... I am booked on every show. Why? Well, let me explain it - The EWC needs me. Why? Why not?! With the list of current Chumpions this fed has, the ratings have to be dropping lower than "Always Trending" Joe Hustler 's morals. EWC need a savior. Yep, that savior is none other than me – Gabi Vee! Since Candy lost all her belts, this fed now lacks that 'go to' champ. No eye 'Candy' so-to-say.”
Gabi gives her best Doctor Evil “finger under lip” pose after her joke. The fans continue to be rowdy.
” You know... Dominic Sanders MIGHT be good enough to pull the ratings up a little, but he isn't THAT good. He isn't FSW. Now my final name drop of the night,”
Gabi motions the camera closer.
Hope Diamond , it appears our paths have crossed. That's a win-win for you, girl. Win One: You get to finally wrestle someone important. Win Two: You get to be 1000% more relevant until our match is over and you make that walk of shame to the back, pouting after your soul crushing defeat. You're welcome!”
Gabi laughs into the camera as she back into the crowd enough that they half surround her, chanting “GABI VEE! GABI VEE!”.
”Remember - 'Power always wins, Tim.'!“
Gabi shouts over the chanting as she throws her arms in the air and fires up the already wild crowd of fans. The image fades, leaving only the sound of the crowd chanting of her name.
”Hey, hey! Look what we have here.”
Gabi motions for the fans with her to look at the EWC camera moves in. She bids everyone to pack in as they start 'hamming' it up for the camera.
”Wow! All I can say is just wow.”
Gabi says as she steps away from the fans and looks back at them. A huge smile is on her face as she glances back at the camera over her shoulder, her pink hair blowing slightly in the cool night air.
”Can you smell that? That, my friends, is the undeniable smell of BenGay and Failure. Yes, even after two showers, I still can't get the smell of Scott Grayse offa me.”
The fans bust out laughing and howling at Gabi's comment. Gabi giggles as her eyes never leave the camera. She winks before speaking, turning more to face the camera.
”So what is next for the 'Angel of the FSW'? Cletus Franklin... You stole my mother funkin' Reese's cups. You owe me, tubby, and I plan on seeing that debt paid in full. Win that title off of Smelody and maybe you can put that belt up in return for stealing my candy?”
Someone yells “ASSHAT!” right as Gabi finishes speaking. She chuckles and casts a quick glance over her shoulder, nodding to her fans. Gabi looks back to the camera, smiling crazily, and starts backing into her pack of fans as she resumes speaking.
”It looks like I am going to be as busy as @nicole trying to diagnose all of Megan Treamon 's mental issues... I am booked on every show. Why? Well, let me explain it - The EWC needs me. Why? Why not?! With the list of current Chumpions this fed has, the ratings have to be dropping lower than "Always Trending" Joe Hustler 's morals. EWC need a savior. Yep, that savior is none other than me – Gabi Vee! Since Candy lost all her belts, this fed now lacks that 'go to' champ. No eye 'Candy' so-to-say.”
Gabi gives her best Doctor Evil “finger under lip” pose after her joke. The fans continue to be rowdy.
” You know... Dominic Sanders MIGHT be good enough to pull the ratings up a little, but he isn't THAT good. He isn't FSW. Now my final name drop of the night,”
Gabi motions the camera closer.
Hope Diamond , it appears our paths have crossed. That's a win-win for you, girl. Win One: You get to finally wrestle someone important. Win Two: You get to be 1000% more relevant until our match is over and you make that walk of shame to the back, pouting after your soul crushing defeat. You're welcome!”
Gabi laughs into the camera as she back into the crowd enough that they half surround her, chanting “GABI VEE! GABI VEE!”.
”Remember - 'Power always wins, Tim.'!“
Gabi shouts over the chanting as she throws her arms in the air and fires up the already wild crowd of fans. The image fades, leaving only the sound of the crowd chanting of her name.
