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Don't Blame Me
Topic Started: Oct 24 2015, 04:53 AM (26 Views)
Cassidy Lee
[Cassidy Lee sits on the stained wood floor of what looks to be a small private gymnasium. A mirrored wall is to her right, while some mats, exercise equipment, and a punching bag can be observed in the background. Cassidy is dressed in all black as she usually is -- leggings, a loose-fitting vintage Ozzy Osbourne tee, Adidas training sneakers. For a few moments, she keeps her glance away from us.]

Cassidy: I already know what you're thinking.

"This poor girl, Jessie Roberts. She doesn't know what she's up against. She's doesn't realize that she's going to get hurt."

[That smirk.]

Cassidy: Thing is, if she's a smart as I'm hoping she is, then she _does_ know. Between her training sessions, if she sits back and watches my matches, then she'll know exactly how unmerciful I am in that ring.

Jessie Roberts will know that I treat that ring like it's my back yard. Anybody that steps into my back yard is intruding on my property, therefore, anybody that steps into my back yard gets hurt... bad.

[The venom in the Pretty Hate Machine's tone is very apparent as she continues. Finally, she turns to look at us.]

Cassidy: This is the part where I might tell Jesse that she should do herself the favor of sitting this one out... but I'm not going to. One, because it's cliche, and cliche is just not my style... two, because I'm itching to hurt someone.

You see, Jessie, it's been two years. Two years since I've stepped into a ring. Two years since I've been in my back yard, my property. In those two years, it seems like things have gotten... a little messy. It seems like you all forgot who owned that back yard... you all forgot how things are done around here when I'm roaming around the premises.

Sadly, Jessie Marie Roberts, Sebastian DeBlanc decided to choose a young, wholesome, bright eyed little girl like yourself... and pit you against one of the most dangerous women in this business -- me, Cassidy Lee.

He knows, as well as anybody else does, exactly what I do to young, wholesome, bright eyed little girls.

[Pause. She lets that sink in.]

Cassidy: See, none of this is my fault, Jessie. You've simply been thrown in my path in order to appease the bloodthirsty masses. Those sick trolls that demand to see people like you hurt by people like _me_.

DeBlanc knows this.

That's why I'm here in the Pitt, surrounded by women who are petrified at the thought of my shadow coming around a corner because of the things I've done to them.... or the things I've done to their friends.

DeBlanc knows what I can do. He knows what I _will_ do. He knows exactly what's going to happen to you.

[Cassidy's burning glare fixes onto the camera.]

Cassidy: You're not gonna be okay, Jessie... and when you ask what you had done to deserve what you going to get from me, just remember that you were an intruder on my property. Placed there by the powers that be, sure... but placed there, nonetheless.

No matter how much they hate me, Jessie, they'll love seeing me rip you to shreds. It's not fair, but it's the way our world is.

Don't blame me. Blame the ones who decided to feed my urges and place temptation in front a sinner like me.

[She shoots us another devilish smile. Out.]

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