[|LIV|Morgan|]: I'm still the chick with the sickest kicks, yo.

Liv stood up from the bench and checked herself out in the mirror. She reached for her snapback and put it on, her bright platinum blonde hair hung loosely over her shoulders from underneath the hat. Liv nodded to herself in approval just as a knock was heard on the locker room door.

[|LIV|Morgan|]: It's open, bro.

Liv smacked away on a piece of gum in her mouth. The locker room door opened and in stepped Renee Young. Liv shot Renee a head nod in acknowledgment.

[|RENEE|Young|]: Hey Liv, I was wondering if you had a few minutes to spare by chance?

Liv shrugged her shoulders.

[|LIV|Morgan|]: A'ight, sure. Why not. What-it-do Ne'ne?

[|RENEE|Young|]: Oh things are going pretty good, actually I-

[|LIV|Morgan|]: N'aw, I meant the interview. Drop me some q's and I'll toss you some a's.

[|RENEE|Young|]: Oh. Right. Well uh, the EBWF universe hasn't seen very much of you in recent weeks, ever since you-

[|LIV|Morgan|]: Ever since I lost to Natalya at Wrestlemania? Yeah, thanks homie for reminding me of that one. Much appreciated, 'Nee.

Liv shook her head and licked her lips before explaining herself.

[|LIV|Morgan|]: I've been sitting back, licking my wounds Renee. I ain't afraid to say it. Natalya is tough as nails, you can't take that from her. She and I tore down the house together, and it's still beyond a huge honor to be the last match before the main event. I'm still in awe of getting to be part of something so monumental, really. Howeva', that loss at 'Mania was a bitter pill to swallow, ya know. It was tough to get passed that. But I'm here... and don'tcha ever think I'm outta the game for good. I may have been down, but I will never be out. There is a whole lot of fight left in me, I'm just getting started around 'ere, yo. I've been here making history for myself this year with winning the Women's Royal Rumble, getting a title match at Wrestlemania, and I've got my eyes on the Queen of the Ring tournament this summer. I'm busy making moves and going places in my career. Mean while girls like Velvet Sky, Alexa Bliss, or all three of the Mean Girls, are clogging up space in the locker rooms. Growing more and more stagnant with each passing day. So yeah, sure, I was devastated by that tough loss at Mania, but I'm back up on my own two feet. I've brushed the dirt of my shoulder, and it's time to get back in the game, yo.

Liv adjusted her weight onto her other foot.

[|LIV|Morgan|]: In the end, Nattie may of won the battle, but this war isn't over yet. She knows deep down that I'm a threat to her title reign, and she knows I'm not done coming after that title yet either. Sooner or later I will be across the ring from her once again, only next time I'm taking the strap home with me.

[|RENEE|Young|]: Certainly a strong message for Natalya. However, tonight you are going against EBWF's newest female superstar, Rebel.

[|LIV|Morgan|]: I'm sorry but who?

[|RENEE|Young|]: Rebel.

Liv puckered her lips together and laughed.

[|LIV|Morgan|]: So you wanna know what I think of Rebel?

[|RENEE|Young|]: Well, yeah...

[|LIV|Morgan|]: What IS there to think about Rebel? I'm here at 22, not even at my peak, facing some washed up 38 year old who finally decided to pursue wrestling for an actual company so late in life? I'm sure she got tired of the circus act, literally, over at TNA. Impact, errr- what do they even call themselves nowadays?

Renee shrugged her shoulders and Liv nodded her head.

[|LIV|Morgan|]: I believe Rebel and I both started training in this industry around the same time. Now look at me and look at her. I've been here for a year and a half, in the top company on this entire planet. Where's she been? Besides wrestling for low budget companies for a hot dog and a couple of dimes? Oh right, she was acting in some b-movies or shaking her ass in a lame burlesque dancing group in whatever back alley bar she could find. I'm all for a new challenge, Renee, but seriously? THAT is my "challenge"? A beaver mouthed hootchie from Oklahoma? Oklahoma?! A place so awful that even tornadoes run rampant trying to wipe that awful state off the map. Everybody knows the only good thing from Oklahoma is JR and his BBQ sauce. Ain't nobody give a damn about anything else that has to do with Oklahoma, especially not Rebel. Actually, ya know what?

[|RENEE|Young|]: What?

[|LIV|Morgan|]: I think it's a good time to go out to the ring and welcome her the best way I know how.

[|RENEE|Young|]: How is that exactly?

[|LIV|Morgan|]: A beatdown, yo. My fist and her face. I'ma tenderize her like a cheap steak!

[|RENEE|Young|]: Did you say Skank?

[|LIV|Morgan|]: Or a cheap skank. I guess both work.

Liv snickered a little and adjusted the snapback on her head.

[|LIV|Morgan|]: It's high time that I show Grandma Rebel that she's meant to wear elastic waist pants NOT hot pants. I'm sure at her ripe old age, her vision isn't what it used to be. It's probably an honest mistake, but I'm a nice enough person to help a girl in need. And she's definitely in need. In need of an AARP membership and a subscription to QVC, bro. Hopefully my opponent looked into a 401 k plan because after tonight, she's gonna need it. I'm talkin' a walker, a neckbrace, and hanging up her boots for good. Retirement. The whole nine yards, yo.

Liv paused for a moment and licked her lips before she spoke up again.

[|LIV|Morgan|]: Oh, and b-t-dubs(BTW)... I'm the one who is rockin' j's and kickin' a's around here. Rebel can keep her so called sass and class for someone who gives a damn. She needs'ta stay in her lane with that mess. I'm well aware of how the business works and I really don't need advice from someone as low on the totem pole as Rebel. Thanks, but no thanks. Rebel thinks I'm nice and that's kind of adorable, yo. Maybe she didn't bother to tune in when I smashed Natalya's expensive ride to pieces, or when I basically held her flea bag cat hostage just to get my way. Nice isn't exactly my style. She may think I'm "cute" for now, but it won't be so cute when I stomp a hole clear through her spineless body out in the ring tonight with my freshest pair of Jordan's.

Liv smirked cockily at Renee before she simply walked out of view and the scene faded on Renee Young standing alone in the locker room.