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"We be the illest in here. I know you feel us."
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The cameras opened up backstage at the Freeman Coliseum, in the catering department to be more specific. Liv Morgan was instantly spotted seated at a table with her reflective "Back to the Future" inspired snapback. The florescent lights reflecting right off it. Liv was leaned back in her chair with her feet propped up on another chair. She shamelessly bit into a huge slice of pepperoni pizza and chased it down with her orange flavored Monster energy drink. Liv appeared to be glowing with happiness after her huge win at the Royal Rumble. «°×The.Cats.Meow.;;Zahra.Schreiber×°» I thought I'd find you here... Liv smirked proudly and nodded to her former stable mate, Zahra Schreiber. Zahra hobbled over towards the table with a salad in her hand, the boot on her broken foot prevented her from walking completely normal. Hopefully it wouldn't be much longer for her to wear the boot from hell, while the damn thing worked, it was also a torture device. Not just for Zahra who had to wear it, but for Liv having to be her roommate and listening to her complain about the itch on the bottom of your foot you just couldn't get to. «°×Reppin.The.201.;;Liv.Morgan×°» Ay'yo, waddup Z? Zahra set down her salad and the two superstars exchanged some weird best friend handshake they had come up with while being on the road together so much. Well, that was until Zahra broke her foot at a live event. «°×The.Cats.Meow.;;Zahra.Schreiber×°» Just thought I'd come see the show. I've been busy with physical therapy and training, and I'm tired of sitting home alone in our apartment. I'm bored. «°×Reppin.The.201.;;Liv.Morgan×°» Ah chill, Zahra, it'll be over soon. Before ya know it, you'll be on the road again and back in action, yo. Zahra shrugged her shoulders and sighed. She stabbed at her salad with a fork and nibbled on it. «°×The.Cats.Meow.;;Zahra.Schreiber×°» I guess, yeah, but it sucks when your career is finally starting to move and this happens... Then you're left to sit back and watch people like Paige get a shot at the title. Zahra visibly cringed when she said Paige's name. «°×Reppin.The.201.;;Liv.Morgan×°» Yo, you hear Nattie mention you the other week? Zahra nodded. «°×The.Cats.Meow.;;Zahra.Schreiber×°» Duh, I have nothing better to do right now. Nattie's right, Paige couldn't hold a candle to me and she better be glad I'm on the sidelines right now with an injury. «°×Reppin.The.201.;;Liv.Morgan×°» Yeah, well, home girl already failed. I mean Paige liked talking a big game and all when she was facing nobodies, but when it came time to back it up she flopped worse than the Falcons at the Superbowl, yo. Zahra laughed and smacked Liv on the arm. «°×The.Cats.Meow.;;Zahra.Schreiber×°» Don't make me choke while I'm eating! Asshole! The two athletes laughed together for several moments before another figure appeared just out of camera range. Zahra and Liv both look over and stop laughing. Liv is first to put her feet on the ground and stand. She set her plate of pizza down on the table and turned to face the camera. The camera panned back slowly to reveal former Women's champion and stable mate, Alexa Bliss. Alexa did not have a very enthused expression on her face and she placed both hands on her hips. «°×Reppin.The.201.;;Liv.Morgan×°» Oh - uh, sup Lex? Alexa pressed her lips together and glared over towards Liv Morgan, barely even acknowledging her other former stable mate, Zahra. Alexa's glare could almost kill if looks could do such a thing. «°×So.Blissed.Off.;;Alexa.Bliss×°» Oh yeah, hey "friends"... Alexa even used finger quotes when she used the word "friends". Zahra shook her head and continued to chow down on her salad. Liv sneered and shook her head. «°×Reppin.The.201.;;Liv.Morgan×°» Whoa, slow ya roll there, Lex. If you trippin' about the Rumble, yo, you knew it was every woman for herself. «°×So.Blissed.Off.;;Alexa.Bliss×°» Yeah I know how the game works, Liv. But I also didn't expect YOU to betray me out there and eliminate ME! Me out of all people. Nevermind there were still other losers in the match to get rid of first, but I'm just suppose to overlook that aren't I? Alexa's face grew angrier as she thought about the Rumble. Liv Morgan had in fact eliminated her former team mate, allowing Liv to go on and win the Royal Rumble. Her first big moment in her short career, and here was her former partner, trying to drag her through the mud. Liv threw a finger up at Alexa signaling to hold on a minute. «°×Reppin.The.201.;;Liv.Morgan×°» Betray you? Uh, skkkrrt. Nope. I did what I had to do. If you had listened to anything I said you would know that was my game plan. Not my fault you weren't prepared for it. Alexa scoffed this time and adjusted her weight. She stood with her arms crossed over her chest now. «°×So.Blissed.Off.;;Alexa.Bliss×°» Excuse me, but you better not forget that I MADE YOU! I plucked YOU from obscurity. Do you think it was the talent scouts that got you signed? Did you really believe EBWF officials would want to sign you or her? Alexa motioned her head over towards Zahra with a look of disgust. «°×Reppin.The.201.;;Liv.Morgan×°» Yo, you trippin' mad hard if you try'na take cred for mine and Z's success. «°×So.Blissed.Off.;;Alexa.Bliss×°» You owe me credit. I WAS suppose to win the Rumble for the second time in a row. I was suppose to go to Wrestlemania and take MY title back from Natalya. It was suppose to be me!! ME!! «°×Reppin.The.201.;;Liv.Morgan×°» Then you should'a got the job done, homie. But you didn't, I did. You and the rest of the locker room didn't have an ounce of faith that I'd win this whole damn thing. Well BOOYA, in ya' face because I did the damn thing! So you can join the long list of haters I have accumulatin' since I was announced the winner of the Rumble. Well eat'cha heart out Alexa, because it's about to be my time to shine bright like a diamond! Alexa laughed out loud and slapped the side of her leg to add emphasis. «°×So.Blissed.Off.;;Alexa.Bliss×°» Aw and you really believe that about yourself, don't you? It's going to be twice as fun to rob you of it all. You owe me that Wrestlemania moment and you know it! If you're so confident in your new found abilities, why don't you put your 'Mania shot up on the line against me? Hmm? Show us all what a big girl you really are now and put your money where your mouth is. How about that? «°×Reppin.The.201.;;Liv.Morgan×°» So you really just think you entitled to MY big moment, huh? Ya I don't think so, Lex. I don't owe you, or anyone else. I'm where I'm at because of me and no one else. Maybe you'll have better luck next time, but for now I think it's time you head to the back of the line. Oh, you can even take Paige with you once I'm finished with her after tonight. If you got a problem with that, then you can cash me outside howbowdah? Liv gets close to Alexa's face and the two glare at one another for a few moments. Zahra remained seated there and watched her two former stable mates get in one another's face for a few moments before she hobbled up from her chair and pushed between the two small feisty blondes. «°×The.Cats.Meow.;;Zahra.Schreiber×°» Let's just go ahead and break this up right now. AND if either of you stomp my broken foot, I will be SHOVING IT UP YOUR ASSES WITHOUT LUBE! And no DINNER first, either! Got it?! Zahra raised her voice for a moment and stopped. She inhaled slowly to release her building anger and continued with a calmer voice than before. «°×The.Cats.Meow.;;Zahra.Schreiber×°» I think it's high time we go our separate ways, especially the two of you. This clearly isn't working out anymore so let's just end it before things get worse. Zahra stopped herself for a moment and whispered to herself. «°×The.Cats.Meow.;;Zahra.Schreiber×°» Shit, it's a fuckin' break up. «°×So.Blissed.Off.;;Alexa.Bliss×°» Sounds like the best idea I've ever heard you come up with all by yourself, Zahra. «°×Reppin.The.201.;;Liv.Morgan×°» I'm already done with this, yo! I'm already on my own, I'm just ready to kick her ass for thinkin' I owe her anything! Zahra flipped her raven black hair over her tattooed shoulder. She made sure to stay wedged between Liv and Alexa to prevent a fight even though the two never stopped trying to get to one another. Zahra looked at Alexa first. «°×The.Cats.Meow.;;Zahra.Schreiber×°» Alexa, I dunno who pissed in your Cheerios, but damn woman. Maybe cool it a bit on the ego, Liv doesn't owe you. Neither do I. Maybe being Women's champion first went to your head and you forgot that we worked as a team. Alexa flung herself away from Zahra and backed up. She glared even more at both of them. «°×So.Blissed.Off.;;Alexa.Bliss×°» If you two can't realize everything I did to get you two here, you're delusional. I was the Moonlight Dollz. All by myself, you two were just there to even the odds. My backup dancers if you will. You were both nobodies down in a slum performance center, completely irrelevant to the world. I made you both, you are both here because of me. If you don't see that by now, then your both much dumber than I thought you were! Alexa snarled the last bit out, her lip curving over her teeth in a menacing way. Alexa's small nose almost becoming pointy with her scowl. She spun around on her heel and walked off down the hallway. Zahra and Liv stood there and watched her walk off, shaking their heads in unison. Unable to believe what was happening right now.
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"Ya'll know who I be. I hold it down for the East."
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«°×The.One.And.Only;;Renee.Young×°» Good evening ladies and gentlemen, this is Renee Young here in San Antonio, TX for Warfare! At this time I'd like to introduce our 2017 EBWF Women's Royal Rumble winner, Liv Morgan! Liv practically bounced into the camera view next to Renee Young. Liv had a smile plastered across her face, obviously still on a "high" from her big win at the Rumble just two weeks ago. «°×Reppin.The.201.;;Liv.Morgan×°» Wad it do, Ne'ne?! «°×The.One.And.Only;;Renee.Young×°» Well just you know, hanging backstage trying to grab interviews before the show kicks off here tonight in the sold out Freedom Coliseum! Warfare will certainly have some interesting aftermath from the Rumble, so it will be pretty exciting to see how things unfold tonight. Liv nodded her head in agreement, placing her hands on her hips. «°×Reppin.The.201.;;Liv.Morgan×°» I agree, the Rumble got pretty crazy ya'know. But no matter what goes down, Renee, I just need to say that it feels great to be back! «°×The.One.And.Only;;Renee.Young×°» I can only imagine so. And what a comeback, might I add. When we last talked before the Royal Rumble, you seemed almost overly confident in your return. I was almost worried for a minute, but you did it! «°×Reppin.The.201.;;Liv.Morgan×°» Yo chill out, of course I got this! Don't be frontin' Renee, I still remember you couldn't even remember that I'm Liv Morgan now. A new me, a stronger me. I'm done putting up with bullshit and I ain't about playing politics. Nah, I take what I want from now on, I'm not here to play nice or play the waiting game. That ain't my style, yo. I told the world that I was walking out of the Rumble as the winner and not one single Superstar in the back believed me. I was laughed at, shrugged off, swept under the rug. Nah, nah, nahhhh! Things are going to be much different! I don't care if you're a long time vet or still green behind the ears, yo, I'ma do me and get what I want out. No one is finna hold me back anymore. No more alliances or anything like that, nah, I'ma do this on my own. I'm aiming for the top of the mountain and soon enough you're gonna see me there. You're all looking at your future Women's champ. It's gonna be the year of Livin' Large, I promise you that. Liv ran her tongue across her lips and exhaled. «°×Reppin.The.201.;;Liv.Morgan×°» You see, I keep it 100 all the time. The vets tryin'a keep up with me and the newbies fumblin' over their own kicks trying to be me. I just won the Royal Rumble, Renee, a match I had to outlast NINE other women. I'm on top of the world. I have solidified my Wrestlemania moment and what do I get? I'm lookin' at facing Natalya down the road and this week I get what? I get a match against Paige? What is this catastrophe? PAIGE? Are you jerkin' my chain or wha? «°×The.One.And.Only;;Renee.Young×°» Nope, it's the real deal. What is it you have against Paige? «°×Reppin.The.201.;;Liv.Morgan×°» Ooh nevermind the fact that we're all bored of hearing her ramble about wrestling since she was in utero. Congrats Wednesday Addams, ain't nobody give a damn! It's not about your past, it's about the PRESENT. What have you done lately? Beat Eva Marie? Yo, am I suppose to be impressed that you won a match against a blow up doll? Get the hell outta here with all that noise. I just beat out NINE women in the fight of my life, and what did Paige do? «°×The.One.And.Only;;Renee.Young×°» I don't know, what? Liv rolled her eyes and shook her head, adjusting her shiny snapback. «°×Reppin.The.201.;;Liv.Morgan×°» She got a shot at the Women's title... and LOST. She freakin' lost. Like, yo, how you gonna get rehired in EBWF and then you're given this huge chance... just to bomb hard and let that opportunity slide right through your fingers? If Paige is really concerned with actually dedicating herself to something and leaving a mark around here, then home girl better work on a new game plan. Paige finna ramble on and on about her history in another company like that holds any weight around here. Let us see what you got to offer right here, right now. I'm not a huge fan of history, so save me the boring list of accolades you've accumulated since leveling up from fetus status. Liv Morgan chewed on the piece of gum in her mouth. «°×Reppin.The.201.;;Liv.Morgan×°» I get that Paige's greatest achievement is surviving all the Plan B pills her Mom tried to pop last minute. Is that why Paige has been wrestling since the womb supposedly? Like, her Mom knew she was expecting but just continued to wrestle anyways. Maybe one too many bumps in the ring and oops... no more baby. Except... her parents weren't that lucky I guess. Liv shrugged her shoulders. «°×Reppin.The.201.;;Liv.Morgan×°» Then her parents obviously locked her in a closet or dungeon or something. How can anyone even be that pale? She's basically transparent, just like her career is gonna be after I'm done with her. «°×The.One.And.Only;;Renee.Young×°» Wow, alright. Well do you have any other words for your opponent this evening? «°×Reppin.The.201.;;Liv.Morgan×°» Yeah. Liv turned and looked into the camera in a serious manner. «°×Reppin.The.201.;;Liv.Morgan×°» You betta' make sure you don't scuff up my Retro 6's, glow worm. Or it'll be hell to pay! Liv sneered and walked off the interview set. Renee Young held the microphone to herself and just nodded as the scene slowly cut out to a commercial break.
"Sippin' Tanqueray with orange, mane, we on that Tropicana."
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