REPPIN THE 201 - LIV MORGAN

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The EBWF cameras opened up the scene outside. It was a bright sunny day out and barely any clouds in the sky. Liv Morgan came into focus and she smiled a little awkwardly as she adjusted the camera.

[|LIV|Morgan|]: Hold this... right.. there. Yo, perfect!

Liv instructed someone off camera to hold the shot and she took place near the edge of what appeared to be a cliff. The wind was blowing pretty good, causing her blonde hair to blow wildly around her. She did her best to tuck the loose strands behind her ear and cleared her throat. The young Jersey native wore her baseball themed ring tights, which had rips across the thigh area. Her toned mid drift was expose and her tan skin practically glowed in the sunlight. She had on a matching crop top with LIV written across the front in Yankees styled font. Liv had on blue suspenders that hung down at either side of her and a belt to complete her outfit which read "LIVIN LIFE."

[|LIV|Morgan|]: Yo E-B-Dubbya-F, it's the illest girl in wrestling, tha one and only Liv Morgan. I'm comin' at'chu live from the larger than life Grand Canyon bro!

Liv lifted her arms out and the camera panned back enough to see the deep valleys in the background. Liv licked her lips and continued to chomp away on a piece of gum as she talked.

[|LIV|Morgan|]: Ya see, I thought it'd be relevant to bring ya'll here today. You see, that tiny little river way the heck down there... yeah, that little thing is the Colorado river. That river carved this enormous canyon out over the years. That alone is proof that someone small like me can be destined to do something so amazing. Something that's bigger than yaself, ya feel me. I'ma 'bout to do the same thing in Phoenix, yo. I'm here to carve out the start of my own history in this company. The last year in EBWF has been off the charts, yo. There ain't no denying the amazing things I've accomplished at the ripe age of 22. Half these tricks in the back haven't accomplished what I have in their long term careers. I'm only getting started and I'm gonna pass you all on my way to the top. In case you girls forgot about me, ya lookin' at the one who got it done last year. That's right, I was the 2016 EBWF Women's Royal Rumble winner. On my debut night and I ran through 'em all. I solidified my Wrestlemania moment. I know, I know, I may have gone on to trip over my own shoe strings, but I gave Natalya a good run for her money and she knows it, along with everyone else who has been payin' attention. Half ya'll still sleepin' on me, but it's cool. Ya'll gettin tossed over the ropes first. Hell, ya girl is so good I may not even have to bother with wrestling all the broads in the back. My swag is so good I'm double booked. Only one other girl on the roster got the same chance as me and that's Alexa Bliss.

Liv stopped for a moment and adjusted her weight.

[|LIV|Morgan|]: Alexa and I got into EBWF together and many of you may remember our little run together with Zahra. It's all history now, it ain't no secret that Alexa and I have failed to see eye to eye for quite some time. But the fact of the matter is this.... she can back it up in the ring with the best of 'em. I was trained by the best of 'em. I not only won the Royal Rumble last year, I went on to participate in THREE major PPV's for the title. Can anyone else compare in their first year? Sure, many of you might bring up our new Women's Champion, Mandy Rose.

Liv snorted a little at the name.

[|LIV|Morgan|]: Yo, home girl has got it twisted. She pop up out of nowhere and start hurlin' stones in a glass house. Oh hell nah. I ain't the one to let loose lips fly. There's got to be some pay back for that ish. Oh and... if I'm not mistaken, didn't I just beat ya recently? Some show of strength, Champ. Ya got me shakin' in my Jordans, for real, for real.

Liv cracked a devilish smile. Her hair was in two half ponytails and the rest was down, blowing in the wind.

[|LIV|Morgan|]: I may be small in stature and young in age. I may have low experience compared to some, but that ain't ever gonna stop me from doin' what I gotta do to be where I need to be. I got my eyes on the prize this year and it's time for an upgrade. Some gold around this fit waist would be the perfect addition. Mandy Rose is probably in the back sweating bullets right now because she knows her time is up. This is about to be an embarrassingly small title reign for you, home girl. You about to find out that you messed with the wrong one. You kicked the wrong hornets nest and now ya ass is about to get stung. You think it's real cute to prance around runnin' ya mouth about me? You ain't know nothin' about me, homie. I'm pretty sure that blow up doll face of yours is hurtin' pretty bad this week. I took it to ya hard just like I said I would, and maybe, just maybe that knocked a little sense into that brain dead head of yours. Go ahead and make fun of how I speak, or the way I dress, or where I'm from. I'm proud to be who I am, yo, and you ain't gonna change that. Besides deep down, bro, you know you couldn't even hold a candle to me. If you didn't remind everyone of a younger Trish Stratus, you wouldn't even be here. You might have the attitude needed, but you ain't got the game, cuz. Trust that. I stay 100 while you're still trying to figure out which way is up. I hope you enjoyed warming that belt up for me, cuz it's leaving Arizona around my waist. Even on the lil off chance that I don't get the title tonight, rest assured that I will make it my mission to win the Rumble for the second year in a row. Then I WILL rip that title from ya grubby hands at Wrestlemania. I'll steal ya pride and ya gold. Whether it's tonight or it's in April. Either way you can't avoid fate. I finna drag you all across the stadium and scalp ya bald. When I'm done wit'cha, it's gonna feel like I picked the whole world up and dropped it on ya head. The world's worst hangover.

Liv bent her knees and crouched down and the camera adjusted accordingly. Liv leaned in a little.

[|LIV|Morgan|]: I caught Mandy's cute promo in Vegas, telling me to go away.

Liv just laughed and slapped her hand on her knee. She shook her head.

[|LIV|Morgan|]: If only it were so easy, Mandy. That would have made Natalya's life so much easier last year. There ain't no gettin' rid of me, Nattiecakes already tried that and failed. She decided to mess with me last year and look what happened to her. Things in her life still haven't been the same, all this time later. She shells out tons of extra money on beefed up security for her fancy ride and her spoiled fleabag gremlins she calls cats. I even heard around the back that she still cries over the car I destroyed before Mania last year. Something about how special it was because her husband custom ordered the ridiculous car and blah, blah, blah. That thing was completely hideous anyways. I heard that she worries any time her cats are here at the arena. She never knows where I'm at or what I'm up to, yo. I got in her head and I stay there rent free, ya feel me. I can play mind games wit' her at any point in time. Well, Mandy, the same is gonna be for you. You wanted to get my attention? Ya got it! You thought I'd be some easy target to put yourself over with? Nah, you got it all wrong, yo. Maybe you should of tried Velvet Sky or whatever's left of Summer Rae's mental state of mind, but me? Nah, you in for a real hard lesson, toots. I thought you had enough of me in Vegas, but I hear you're still runnin' ya mouth about me. Just more fuel to add to the fire, ya feel me. I'ma blow up in ya face like a firework and scorch ya ass crispy.

Liv inhaled and exhaled slowly taking in the fresh breeze.

[|LIV|Morgan|]: You're all lookin' at your new EBWF Women's Champion. I'm about to do the damn thing and make history here tonight in Arizona. Whether it be the Rumble, or my title match, one way or another, I'm comin' for what's mine! Bet.

Liv spit out her piece of gum and gave a head nod to the camera. She stood up as the camera moved around and cut off after a few seconds.

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It was later in the evening and the 2018 EBWF Royal Rumble was moments away from starting. Liv walked out of the Women's locker room, appearing to be all ready to rock and roll. She twisted her arms out at her sides to loosen up a little while she walked down the hallway. It was only a few moments before Renee Young came into view and signaled for Liv to come over. Liv nodded and walked over to Renee's interview set up area off to the side of the corridor. Renee Young had just wrapped up with a previous wrestler and was trying to squeeze in as many last minute promos and interviews before the PPV began.

[|RENEE|Young|]: Welcome back from commercial break, EBWF Universe we are just moments away from kicking off the 2018 EBWF Royal Rumble here in Phoenix, Arizona! I am standing here alongside one of EBWF's youngest and most promising female talents, Liv Morgan. Liv, how are you feeling this evening?

[|LIV|Morgan|]: I feel better than eva', Renee, better than eva'. I'm ready to tear the house down tonight, it's time to kick off 2018 with a bang ya feel me?

[|RENEE|Young|]: I absolutely do feel you, Liv. Now last year at this time you made your official solo debut as Liv Morgan at the Rumble and managed to win. You then went on and co-main evented Wrestlemania with Natalya. Certainly making history for yourself right off the bat. Do you plan to have history repeat itself this year and score a win in the Rumble for the second year in a row, or are you focused more on your title shot tonight against Mandy Rose and Alexa Bliss?

[|LIV|Morgan|]: I'm double booked in two huge matches, yo, it's mind blowing if I'm bein' real. My brain is kind of everywhere right now but I know I'm ready. Of course my main focus is on the title match. Why bother mustering up the energy to compete with way more opponents when I can just get a straight shot at the title tonight? Of course I'm lookin' to take it all the way in my title match, but if anything goes wrong, I atleast have a plan B, which would be winning the Rumble. Either way, I'm aiming to etch out a little more history for myself around here. Ya'll ain't seen nothin' yet, believe that. I may not be the most well polished, well spoken person around here. But I can assure you that I will be a true fighting champion. I won't treat the belt like an accessory like Mandy Rose does. She doesn't care about what the title represents. She only sees it as another piece of jewelry to parade around with.

[|RENEE|Young|]: I don't know, I think Mandy has shown a rather dominant approach-

[|LIV|Morgan|]: Nah, dominant? I think not, bro. She got lucky. In that Elimination Chamber match, she was in the right spot and the right time. She waited for the rest of us to do all the work and she stole the victory. Then she lost the last... what? Three matches in a row? Yeah, she definitely has what it takes to be a real Champion.

Liv Morgan rolled her eyes in an exaggerated manner.

[|LIV|Morgan|]: She'd be off on some beach right now, probably promoting Shakeology in a selfie or some nonsense to help supplement her income. We all know she wouldn't actually be here putting her title on the line if she wasn't forced to do so. Do you think we'd ever see Mandy Rose waltz down to the ring and offer up an open challenge for the title? Not a fat chance in hell. If it wasn't required to defend the titles at all PPV's, she wouldn't have even bothered to show face tonight. That's the kind of Champion we are currently plagued with. That is, until I provide the cure. I bring that title home with me, and I defend it like a real fighting Champion would. I'm from Jersey, I dig the fight. A woman like Mandy, she runs from it. She avoids it. She only skirts by doing the bare minimum. She ain't a fighter. It's time for a Champ who is gonna always keep it real. Someone the crowd can really get behind. Enough with the lingerie/sports models with over inflated chests and egos. Their all a dime a dozen and you've all seen it before, over and over again. It's time to get behind someone real, someone unique, someone with a certain flare to light a fire in this division. Someone that goes against the grain and offers something new. Someone... like me.

Liv pinched the shoulder part of her shirt like they used to do on "Pimp My Ride".

[|LIV|Morgan|]: I got my own moves and groves, ya feel me? I pick my own fashion. I talk, look, and act the way I want to. I do me, b. I move to the beat of my own drum, I walk my own path, not the one that was paved for me to follow like the rest of these sheep. I make it happen all on my own, ain't nobody else make it happen for me, but me. I didn't marry into fame and fortune. I didn't get here off my family's name, or knowing the right people. I got here because I scratched and clawed my way through and dedicated my all to hone my craft. Something I'm still doin' till this very day. Facts. I won't ever quit and no matter how many times I get kicked back down, I will always get up again, and again, and again!

Liv licked her dry lips and continued on.

[|LIV|Morgan|]: Nobody can question my fortitude. I got the drive to make it happen for myself. Don't let my inexperience fool ya. You see, Mandy can scalp me bald about my fashion choices or my Jersey grammar, but ain't none of that gonna matter when I'm done burying my fists in that fleshy round face her's. When I'm done goin' ham on her double chins, she's gonna look like Ms Piggy for the rest of her natural born life, yo. Not just on the EBWF.com champion page either... which you better screencap and save because that's about to change too. Mandy's about to be history, a flash in the pan Champion. Quick to burn up and fade away. Just. like. I. said.

Liv pursed her lips together in a smug manner. Renee Young brought the microphone back to herself.

[|RENEE|Young|]: So Liv, not to change directions here on you, but what about your opponents in the Women's Royal Rumble? It's still a possibility that you will be in the Rumble should you be unsuccessful in winning the title from Alexa Bliss or Mandy Rose...

[|LIV|Morgan|]: Yo, listen Ne'ne. It's something I've thought about. Not that I'm not completely confident in my chances during the title match, but it's street smart to always have a fall back plan. Of course I've scouted out my competition in the Rumble. Alicia Fox? Is there even much to beat there? She's not even all there if ya catch my drift, bro. Candice LeRae? A tough cupcake? That's just adorable, ya know. How can that be intimidating? Trish Stratus is in there again. Isn't it cute how she still manages to make an effort to cling to whatever shreds are left of her career? It's almost sad, yo. Ya almost, ALMOST, feel bad for her. But like a trainwreck, ya can't look away. Curious to see just how long that old engine keeps on running for before it's a lost cause. I also heard rumors Velvet Sky is still employed. That was surprising, haven't really seen her around much in awhile. Hm who else we got? Summer Rae? Hahaha! I think she's lost her damn mind, she's defeated herself. So that makes my job easy. Who else? Ah yes, that old British bar hound Nikki Cross. Apparently beating me one time is a huge feat for her, she can't stop talking about it. I admit, I was off my game a bit and she pulled one over on me. Pretty sure I owe her a good kick in the teeth for the last time we were in the ring, so I'll pay it forward. Just please take a shower, yo. Ya smell like the liquor ya downed the night before and stale cigars. It's repulsive, almost as much as you thinkin' you even got a shot at beatin' me, homie. Who else? Surprise Entrant? I'm not impressed nor am I sweatin' whoever was irrelevant enough to not even name in the Rumble. Maria Kanellis? She's just as brain dead as Mandy Rose. I'll be shocked if Maria even knows she's suppose to wrestle instead of following her husband around like a lovesick, dumbstruck, useless puppy. Then that leaves Nattie.

Liv smirked a little.

[|LIV|Morgan|]: Nattiecakes and I got some unfinished bid-ness to handle. Maybe it'll unfold tonight, maybe it won't. All in all, Nattie's just about my only REAL competition in this whole thing and that's just straight facts, Renee!

[|RENEE|Young|]: You certainly seem quite confident in your abilities to win the gold tonight, and if not that, then at least the Women's Royal Rumble for the second year in a row.

Liv exhaled and just smiled at Renee.

[|LIV|Morgan|]: Bruuhh, you aren't as dumb as they all say. Now s'cuse me, 'Ne. Move aside and watch as I make history tonight in Phoenix!

Liv patted the top of Renee Young's head and simply walked off the set.

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