Post by Jessa on Jan 21, 2018 22:25:36 GMT -5
The scene opens up in Madrid, Spain, where NGW Dissension is set to take place. In Maria and Mason's hotel room, Maria is seen laying back on the bed, as she was relaxing while Mason was in taking a shower. Maria seems to be thinking about her upcoming match before she starts to laugh.
Maria: It's funny how some people can be, they act one way, and yet act another way. They want you to see them one way, but yet see them another way another time. Seriously, all it is, if fake. Take Martin, on Twitter he tries scaring me, intimidating me, act like a monster, yet when he sees none of it is working, he now wants me to believe he is just a man. Really Martin, just stop all the false bullshit, stop being fake. Really, it is just that, being fake. Real smart for some, just for you, it's not worth it.
She sits up some, as she looks straight ahead.
Maria: I mean come on Martin, where is that big bad painted up dude from Twitter, the one sending me a picture of himself, with the words meat on it. You do that, yet expect me to not see you as a monster, but as a man. No, far from it. I am sorry if you thought it would work, but it just won't. It might work on others, but on me, it's not going to. You are just a person who feels the need to use excuses, and paint, along with fake, and lies to try to be something else. Hey if you think it works, keep right on doing that.
She lightly shakes her head, as she shrugs.
Maria: Really bringing up the stuff about your parents... were you looking for sympathy? Were you looking for an excuse? Seriously, bringing up going home to your wife, and kids. All I see is you using the paint as an excuse. Really if you need that to separate things, you really need to get checked, and on some medication that will help you a lot better. Really, you use paint to help separate them. What are you going to do when your kids are old enough, and start asking questions? What happens when you have to explain to them that you are just a monster or just a man who needs paint, and falseness to get by in life?
She looks over towards the bathroom door, as it opens up, and out walks Mason. She smiles wide, as she pats the bed next to her.
Maria: Hey babe, just about done.
Mason nods, as he walks over, and sits on the bed next to her.
Maria: Look, Martin, I don't care what you do really, I mean I did make some valid points, but surely you will pass them off. That is all good and on you. I just know this match could mean a title shot in the future, and honestly, I would love that so I can beat that bitch Daisy, and show that she only could beat Mason because of her husband. If I have to beat Martin in order to do that, I will do it. Go on Martin, make up more reasons, more excuses, and by all means use more paint. It just won't help you in the end. Right baby?
She looks over at Mason.
Mason: Right babe.
She smiles as she leans in, as they kiss. The scene fades out.
Maria: It's funny how some people can be, they act one way, and yet act another way. They want you to see them one way, but yet see them another way another time. Seriously, all it is, if fake. Take Martin, on Twitter he tries scaring me, intimidating me, act like a monster, yet when he sees none of it is working, he now wants me to believe he is just a man. Really Martin, just stop all the false bullshit, stop being fake. Really, it is just that, being fake. Real smart for some, just for you, it's not worth it.
She sits up some, as she looks straight ahead.
Maria: I mean come on Martin, where is that big bad painted up dude from Twitter, the one sending me a picture of himself, with the words meat on it. You do that, yet expect me to not see you as a monster, but as a man. No, far from it. I am sorry if you thought it would work, but it just won't. It might work on others, but on me, it's not going to. You are just a person who feels the need to use excuses, and paint, along with fake, and lies to try to be something else. Hey if you think it works, keep right on doing that.
She lightly shakes her head, as she shrugs.
Maria: Really bringing up the stuff about your parents... were you looking for sympathy? Were you looking for an excuse? Seriously, bringing up going home to your wife, and kids. All I see is you using the paint as an excuse. Really if you need that to separate things, you really need to get checked, and on some medication that will help you a lot better. Really, you use paint to help separate them. What are you going to do when your kids are old enough, and start asking questions? What happens when you have to explain to them that you are just a monster or just a man who needs paint, and falseness to get by in life?
She looks over towards the bathroom door, as it opens up, and out walks Mason. She smiles wide, as she pats the bed next to her.
Maria: Hey babe, just about done.
Mason nods, as he walks over, and sits on the bed next to her.
Maria: Look, Martin, I don't care what you do really, I mean I did make some valid points, but surely you will pass them off. That is all good and on you. I just know this match could mean a title shot in the future, and honestly, I would love that so I can beat that bitch Daisy, and show that she only could beat Mason because of her husband. If I have to beat Martin in order to do that, I will do it. Go on Martin, make up more reasons, more excuses, and by all means use more paint. It just won't help you in the end. Right baby?
She looks over at Mason.
Mason: Right babe.
She smiles as she leans in, as they kiss. The scene fades out.
