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Mrs. Nice Guy
Topic Started: Dec 2 2015, 01:36 PM (26 Views)
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[Fade in.]

[The scene opens to Body Breaker's Gym in Pittsburgh. It's a rainy afternoon, overcast and dreary. So, the tiny building, littered with weights and exercise machines, is pretty derelict, save for one lone individual, attacking a hanging bag with a flurry of quick rights and lefts. As the camera zooms closer, it's no surprise that this individual would be The PITT Champion herself, Kayla Livingstone.]

[The sinewey redhead is clad in a black tank top and sweats, her hair pulled back and styled in a messy bun. Her feet are bare and her wrists and hands are taped, sweat glistening lightly off of her body. She's concentrated on her task, piercing blue eyes narrowed as she assaults the bag, the thuds ringing out through the gym. Finally, she catches sight of the camera and unleashes one last right cross, rocking the bag. She pauses and steps back for a moment before turning her full attention to the viewing audience, a solemn expression on her face.]

Kayla: Let me let you in on a little secret. I'm not very nice. Friendly? Yes. Sociable? Depending on how good the coffee was that day. But nice? Not so much. I come in, I do my job, and I get paid. I have very few friends in this business because it's not smart to be sharing training tips or getting buddy buddy with the women trying to take your spot. And that's become quite evident here in The Pitt.

[The She-Devil folds her arms across her chest, her steely gaze on the camera.]

Kayla: Despite what some people would have you believe, no one here has taken or will take my place. [a beat] Well, unless they've invested in a time machine. Until then, I'm _still_ the first champion the PITT has seen, no matter how many brain-dead kleptomaniacs and loud-mouthed know-it-alls tell you otherwise. So, don't drink the Kool-Aid, folks, because it ain't happening.

[She makes a show of rolling her eyes with annoyance.]

Kayla: It never fails though. As long as I've been doing this, you would think that I would be used to crazy egomaniacal bitches by now. I mean, we share a locker room with Holly Hotbody and Angel Kash, after all! But, every once in a while, there comes a particular bitch with a particular shade of delusional that makes even me step back in amazement. And that bitch, ladies and gentlemen, is Valkyrie.

I'm sure that's not quite a surprise to any of you watching at home. Hell, you've all had the misfortunate of listening to her inane rants and ramblings. I'm just curious as to why she thought she should be giving anyone, especially me, career advice? Is it because she won the number one contender's match? Or maybe it's because she used to be something big in whatever Hellhole she used to wrestle in. Either way, she should spend more time listening and less time talking because she continues to make an ass of herself.

I mean, really. Why would I need to catch JJ in a dark alley, or wherever the Hell else trash like her lurks, for my belt when I can just wait for DeBlanc to hand deliver her to me in this match? That's thinking smart. Yeah, I know. A stretch for you, especially since you're all about the big gestures and grand spectacles, judging from the constant screaming and pounding of your chest.

[She smirks devilishly, of course.]

Kayla: That's what separates the women from little girls. A grown woman is secure in who and what she is, while a little girl needs approval and validation. See, I know that the Championship Belt, as pretty as it is, isn't what makes or defines me as champion. The fact that I spent months systematically dismantling every woman DeBlanc threw in front of me does. So, while JJ stole the belt, she could never steal my accomplishments or the fact that I made history.

Take note and pay attention. What makes a wrestler a bad ass isn't what she does outside of the ring. It's what she does inside of it. And my PITT career is evidence enough of that. From the start, I've never been the loudest or the flashiest. But I sure as Hell proved I was the best.

[She grins, placing her hands on her hips.]

Kayla: That's why you're so overmatched here, Valkyrie, because you're basically an idiot. A talented idiot, but an idiot nonetheless.

[She pauses and throws up a hand.]

Kayla: Now, hear me out, before you start foaming at the mouth and bashing on your keyboard, Twitter Gangster. I flirted with idiocy a lot myself, when I was your age. Just goggle "Kayla Livingstone's boyfriends".

[She shudders at the memories.]

Kayla: I know. I know. I had a thing for bad boys with tattoos. Sue me.

[She shrugs. Hey, we've all been there!]

Kayla: But I eventually learned my place from the women who paved the way before me. So, consider this beating you're going to get at Jump Into The Pitt my own little way of paying it forward. Just like those tough, old broads beat some respect and humility into me, I plan to instill some smarts into you. I just hope that you take this lesson and actually learn from it. Because you've got a long way to go before you get as great as you think you are. Now, JJ, on the other hand...

[She pauses a moment and shakes her head with a sigh.]

Kayla: JJ....JJ....JJ....

[Her voice trails off.]

Kayla: First of all, I need to apologize to everyone in the audience, because none of this would be happening if it weren't for me. Months ago, when I dropped you on your head, in the middle of the ring, it was never my intention to further your psychosis. I was actually just trying to win the match. My bad.

[She shrugs again, a frown crossing her lips.]

Kayla: Apparently, that beating sent you further into Fantasy Land than either of us expected or wanted. Either way, you're the monster I created. So, it's now my responsibility to finish you. It's only fair I suppose.

The attack at the last show was just the warning shot. See, that's how you handle a petulant child. First, you initially ignore their tantrums. After all, it's just a sad, desperate cry for attention. Then, you issue the warning and hope they comply. When they persist in being asses, you come to the final step, namely dishing out the discipline. Unfortunately, JJ, we're entering phase three of this little story, which royally sucks for you. Because this is going to hurt a Hell of a lot more during this match than it did at the last one!

Back then, my focus was solely on becoming a champion. Now? It's on beating your ass and snatching my title from your broken body! And, as you can see, I have no problem bringing my thoughts to reality. Of course, we’ve got the female Scooby Doo sticking her overgrown nose in things too.

[She rolls her eyes again at sighs at the thought of Valkyrie.]

Kayla: But that’s fine. Wouldn’t be the first pet I’ve gotten spayed. Then, once I’ve dispatched of her, it will be just you and me, JJ, and that's when the real fun begins. Really. You honestly have no one but yourself to blame for what’s about to happen. I actually gave you the opportunity to do the right thing. And so did DeBlanc. But you wanted to continue to be a problem.

[She shakes her head.]

Kayla: Your decision. Your funeral. I just hope that you’re ready for what you’ve signed up for. You can ask Angel Kash what I can do in a steel cage. The last time, I destroyed what was left of your sanity. This time, I just might go for your career. I tried being nice.

But, y’know, I’m not very nice….

[Fade.]
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