Post by Katie Moicelle on May 19, 2015 2:32:35 GMT -6
[Setting: Katie's Dodge Avenger, where said girl, dressed in a darker variation of her normal wrestling gear, is lying in the back row of seats watching the end of opponent Steve Herring's promo, laughing at the poor camera work. She relaxes, breathing in, out, in, out.]
"I don't mean to downplay the dyre tone, but your cameraman sucks. I remember that my high school has an AV program, so if you so desire, you can call up someo-- OH, WAIT! I almost forgot, my town was... how did you describe it? Podunk was the descriptor, I believe."
A visibly frustrated Katie breathes in and out again, this time to calm down, pinching the bridge of her nose and pursing her lips in the process.
"You honestly think you run the place, right? I'll tell you just from past experience that you are sorely mistaken, Steven. You see, if there's anything I've learned from watching how you go about things, it's that if you want good things to happen to you, then you have to be good, and you, 'sir,' are not very good. What's interesting about that quote is that it can have multiple meanings, which means it can also have multiple applications and contexts. I'd like to think you know where I'm going with that, but let's just say you don't exactly live up to your nickname. But at least you have one, right?"
A false smile, which quickly drops. Katie's expression becomes a glare that puts Kathy Bates from Misery to shame.
"There's something else I've learned and can tell you from past experience; no one owes you anything, you get what you truly deserve. The fact that you have no clue how to be an honorable athlete or even what goes into making one is deathly sickening."
Katie crawls over to the left rear door and opens it so she can get up and walk around. She had placed a couple tools in her cars trunk, and now was a good time to get them.
"I was once blind, but now I see. No one's against you, Steven. My so-called smack talk was more truth than anything."
She opens her trunk, and in it lay two things: a crowbar and a folding table. Jeebus bless her, Katie gets them out and sets up the table to sit on.
"If I had ever gotten into a fight in high school, I had this..."
She holds up her crowbar, and slams it into her left palm.
"...to back me up. And this here table? This one that I'm sitting on?"
A confident smirk crosses her lips as she almost instantly gets up.
"Just a perk. That's all."
Her smirk leaves and is replaced with that glare from earlier. It sent chills down her own spine.
"You say you'll bust my head through a steel chair? I'll bust yours open with this here crowbar. You say you'll leave my body lying in a heap? I'll leave your face as bloody burger. As the saying goes, there's a difference between saying and doing, and while you SAY you're going to do all these nasty things to me, I'm gonna DO all these horrible things to you while you're left on the ground, possibly bleeding out. Wanna know the best part? You won't even know it."
Katie takes her crowbar and busts the table with one whack.
"Steven Herring, you're not getting sweet, innocent, video gamer Katie Moicelle come Fate of the Gods. You're getting crowbar-swinging, PO'ed hit-girl Kathryne Montes, and trust me when I say that you don't have a clue as to what I'm truly capable of."
[Suddenly, camera's off.]
"I don't mean to downplay the dyre tone, but your cameraman sucks. I remember that my high school has an AV program, so if you so desire, you can call up someo-- OH, WAIT! I almost forgot, my town was... how did you describe it? Podunk was the descriptor, I believe."
A visibly frustrated Katie breathes in and out again, this time to calm down, pinching the bridge of her nose and pursing her lips in the process.
"You honestly think you run the place, right? I'll tell you just from past experience that you are sorely mistaken, Steven. You see, if there's anything I've learned from watching how you go about things, it's that if you want good things to happen to you, then you have to be good, and you, 'sir,' are not very good. What's interesting about that quote is that it can have multiple meanings, which means it can also have multiple applications and contexts. I'd like to think you know where I'm going with that, but let's just say you don't exactly live up to your nickname. But at least you have one, right?"
A false smile, which quickly drops. Katie's expression becomes a glare that puts Kathy Bates from Misery to shame.
"There's something else I've learned and can tell you from past experience; no one owes you anything, you get what you truly deserve. The fact that you have no clue how to be an honorable athlete or even what goes into making one is deathly sickening."
Katie crawls over to the left rear door and opens it so she can get up and walk around. She had placed a couple tools in her cars trunk, and now was a good time to get them.
"I was once blind, but now I see. No one's against you, Steven. My so-called smack talk was more truth than anything."
She opens her trunk, and in it lay two things: a crowbar and a folding table. Jeebus bless her, Katie gets them out and sets up the table to sit on.
"If I had ever gotten into a fight in high school, I had this..."
She holds up her crowbar, and slams it into her left palm.
"...to back me up. And this here table? This one that I'm sitting on?"
A confident smirk crosses her lips as she almost instantly gets up.
"Just a perk. That's all."
Her smirk leaves and is replaced with that glare from earlier. It sent chills down her own spine.
"You say you'll bust my head through a steel chair? I'll bust yours open with this here crowbar. You say you'll leave my body lying in a heap? I'll leave your face as bloody burger. As the saying goes, there's a difference between saying and doing, and while you SAY you're going to do all these nasty things to me, I'm gonna DO all these horrible things to you while you're left on the ground, possibly bleeding out. Wanna know the best part? You won't even know it."
Katie takes her crowbar and busts the table with one whack.
"Steven Herring, you're not getting sweet, innocent, video gamer Katie Moicelle come Fate of the Gods. You're getting crowbar-swinging, PO'ed hit-girl Kathryne Montes, and trust me when I say that you don't have a clue as to what I'm truly capable of."
[Suddenly, camera's off.]
