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Greta the Photographer: Come on, Roxy! Bring it!
Roxy poses for the camera for her latest shoot, all brand new now with her newer in-ring gear. She did say that she didn’t want to be flashy anymore and that she is the “Rebel Queen” even after the land of rebels is already dead, but she figured that something like this would make a statement. She tossed away her pink glittery clothes and is now more fond of her black shiny gears, most of them leather!
Roxy: Gosh this is so exhausting!
Greta the Photographer: Beauty takes work, my dear Sweet Roxy!
Roxy: Ugh, don’t call me Sweet Roxy anymore! That is so 2019!
Greta the Photographer: But didn’t you change your ring name just a few months ago?
Roxy: THAT’S NOT THE POINT!
Roxy has been doing this for about 4 hours straight. This was her brilliant idea to show the world that she has reinvented, but it seems like it just gave her some dose of post-traumatic stress disorder from when her mother would have her do photoshoots longer for a longer time period just to sell her merchandise. She tells herself that this is for a good cause, but that doesn’t take the pain away.
Greta the Photographer: HEY! Don’t yell at me! You literally hired me to do this!
Roxy: Yeah, I hired you to make me look good, not to torture me, you oversized b--
Roxy’s bodyguard, Kenji Armstrong, now comes to the followed by three children wearing “Roxy” sweaters and VIP passes hanging from their necks.
Roxy: -- bundle of rainbows! Hi, Kenji! Who are these girls?
Kenji Armstrong: They’re fans who won the online contest to meet you. Their bus just got here about ten minutes ago, so I took them in.
Roxy didn’t mind, though she wished Kenji’s timing was better and maybe when she’s on break instead of suffering at the risk of ruining her hair and make up. She stops for a moment because she noticed that the little children are holding up Roxy posters waiting for an autograph. Roxy looked at their name tags, which reads “Charlene” for the brunette little girl, “Kathreen” for the red-head teenager and “Jing” for the black-haired teen.
Charlene: Hi, Roxy! Is Jonetta here too?
Roxy: Hmm, I’m afraid not. But I’m sure she will be with me at PWN Chapter 11! You do watch Pro Wrestling Nova, right?
Charlene: Yes! Though my mommy says that I shouldn’t be watching wrestling because it might make me grow up violent.
Roxy: Well, you tell your mommy that she’s wrong and that you’re old enough to watch Roxy kick butt and take names!
Charlene giggles, and smiles as she excitedly watches Roxy sign her poster.
Kathreen: Roxy! I’m so happy to meet you! I told my mom I’m going to get implants so my body can be Dollhouse-approved! She finally said yes!
Roxy: Oh, Jesus Christ, don’t do that!
Kathreen: But you said it’s the only way that we can match up to your beauty and talent, and that plastic surgery is our only hope?!
Roxy: I SAID THAT?! TO A KID?! Jesus that’s dangerous! Hmm… Well I mean I probably had a point there, but trust me, if you change your body without really thinking about it, you might regret it! Just eat healthy, do sports and do whatever you like…
Kathreen: Hmm.. A bit hypocritical there but alright.
Roxy is just thinking about the damage that she’s probably done boasting about her appearance and looks. It probably encouraged superficial traits, or worse, supported eating disorders. For a moment, she feels a little responsible because Kathreen was definitely not the only person that took her seriously. She took her mind off of it by signing Kathreen’s copy of RoXtreme Workout Video on BluRay.
Kathreen: I’m excited to see you in Wrestleworld! I have to say it’s fun to see the whole Vendetta family in one company.
Roxy: Eh…
Thinking about Wrestleworld is the last thing Roxy wants to do right now. She turns her attention to Jing who is wearing glasses and is smiling at her.
Jing: Nice to meet you!
Roxy: Hey!
Jing: I ship you and Layne Driver. I think you two looked cute.
Roxy: Well, I’m not as attracted to him than I was before. He’s still a snack, but nothing I’d go desperate over.
Jing: Lies. I saw the way you looked at him in the previous episode of Wrestleworld Book 2. Your eyes met each other and I saw true love. You two should confess to each other.
Roxy: We both literally had other priorities in that match.
Jing: I’ve written about 4 fanfiction pieces about you and Layne. The 5th one is almost done. I think you should read my blog and tell me what you think.
Roxy: No.
Roxy signs Jing’s poster. The three are about to leave, but Roxy steps up a chair and addresses them.
Roxy: HEY YOU THREE!
The three girls turn back to Roxy. She continues to speak. It’s more like yelling than speaking, actually.
Roxy: I JUST WANT TO GIVE A BIG THANK YOU to all of you! I know that I have said many misleading information in the past but please, do not waste your time to write creepy novels about your favorite athletes! Or do, if that’s what you really wanna do… But like, don’t show them to people for the love of God! Also, please do NOT mess up your bodies or develop bad eating habits because some girl with a camera told you so! Be your own individual because you are sort of beautiful in your own way! And lastly, please watch PWN to see Jonetta and Roxy in one-on-one matches as we venture forth and kick asses of those who would DARE to mess with us! I know, it’s probably nothing surprising because I am facing a nobody called Lash Donohue, and I’m not even sure if that’s a human or what, but keep in mind that every single time I get in that ring, I make sure that it’s a five-star match that no one will forget! I know that we feel sorry for the guy for being a complete idiot to walk in the ring with me knowing full well that he is destined to lose to the greatness of Roxy but we still accept him for the moron that he is! He is willingly walking into a bear trap! He makes shitty career decisions by testing his luck on Roxy, but it doesn’t really matter who he is or how long he lasts before he gets flushed down the drain like a fresh piece of turd! One way or another, I’ll rise up the ranks and become one of the greatest athletes in wrestling history, and that won’t happen if I’m too busy watching my fans fall apart! If miss the shows I’m in for ANY reason, I will hate you forever! Thank you and that’s all!
Roxy takes a bow. The three girls look at one another, processing that little speech before Kenji escorts them out of the sudio.