Post by Desiree Taylor on Mar 12, 2011 23:28:06 GMT -6
Desiree was skipping down the hall at some random event or another. There had been much to prepare for recently, and Desi had rarely been seen aside from her contractual obligations. She hated stuff like this, but Maniac said it was neccessary to stay on course. And she obeyed, like a good girl.
Jason: Desiree! Wait for meeeee..
Desi stopped skipping and turned, finding Jason Dunn tagging along behind her.
Desiree: You still work here?
Jason: *huff puff* Yea.. we had an interview, remember?
Desiree made a O.o face. It's hard to describe, leave it at that.
Desiree: Ummm no..?
Jason: Does everybody forget me?
Desiree: I guess?
She shrugged, and he looked a little annoyed.
Jason: Can we just get on with it?
Desiree: Hey Mr Pushy, you came after me..
She pouted, her hands on her hips. Any other woman, it might have been adorable. On Desi the gesture looked like she was contemplating murder.
Jason: Ok, ok... so, last week, you defeated the current Women's Champion in Roxxxie, do you think that will give you some more motivation going into this match with Zelda?
She shrugged.
Jason: I'm guessing that's a no?
Desiree: Do I look like a wrestler?
Jason: I guess so.. maybe a little pudgy, but..
She rolled her eyes.
Desiree: Stop checking me out and think about this.. I came from nowhere, I have the basic most training possible, enough to keep me from getting seriously hurt. Does any of that really look like I'm trying to succeed as a wrestler?
Jason: Well no, but..
Desiree: Exactly. I don't want to beat Zelda.. I don't want to humiliate her by beating her in the ring.. I want to humilate her by causing her to have a complete.. and total.. mental breakdown.. just like she's doing to everyone else..
At some point during that sentence, she had backed Dunn against the wall. She leaned in close, and he tried to recoil away, but there's no where to go.
Desiree: Do you like Zelda.. Jason.. does she make you tingly down there.. does something pop up when you see her on screen..?
Dunn swallowed hard.
Jason: Yes.
Desiree: Has she ever been nice to you? Given you the time of day...?
Jason: Well.. no..
Desiree: Because she's a stuck up, dirty skank.. right?
Jason: Now that's not nice...
She was pressing against him, her lips pressed to his ear, her teeth nearly bared in a snarl.
Desiree: What reason have you to defend her.. she's never been nice to you.. She walks around with her head in the air, taking advantage of the kindness of strangers without so much as lifting a finger of kindness back.. it's sickening done.. almost as sickening as the poking I'm feeling from your trousers..
Then she was off him, starting to walk away.
Desiree: I'm going to break Zelda.. make her break down and cry and run away.. not for me.. not to have her spot or tarnish her reputation.. but to save the people from her.. whether they like it or not.
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I'm thinking about buying you a gift Zelda..
A parrot maybe?
How about a broken record?
You know, something that describes you to a T. You want to know why I confuse you? Why you don't get the things I say?
Maybe you should take your head out of your ass. I know it's fun watching you digest your own food, but maybe.. just maybe if you bothered to clean your own sick out of your ears long enough to hear what I'm saying, you'd understand.
This isn't about Zelda the wrestler.
I don't care about how awesome your title run was, who you've beaten and what not. People say it's impressive, and that's fine, maybe it is and maybe it isn't. But I don't care about any of that, so which side of the coin it is, isn't for me to say.
This is about Zelda the human being.
Zelda the princess who stood on her moral high ground when it suited her, and would lie and manipulate when she needed it. Then would plead and beg for sympathy when she was caught. You knew how your high school friend felt, and when he confessed himself, you turned him away. But not gently to not hurt him, no.. you had to tear his heart out and stomp on it. Then Kyle.. all he wanted was for you to listen, and you ignored him. He nursed you through your pain, was always by your side, and you dropped him for a one night stand with little boy blue and a friendship with those selfish prima donnas.
And you wonder why you need to go..
You blame this on your age, on your immaturity. Then when someone calls you out on being a spoiled little girl you get indignant and say how grown up and mature you are. You want the freedom to do whatever, but you show time and time again that you can't be trusted to be a decent human being.
Time to stop playing games and grow up, princess.
This isn't about what kind of place nCw will be without you. This isn't about my status and where it will be if I defeat you. I'm not asking to be the hero, like in one of your stupid video games. I'm not asking for praise or showerings of love and affection. I mean..
Who do you think I am? You?
You're only nice to someone when it's convienent for you, or what it gets you what you want. You're a terrible human being, and a terrible excuse for a woman.
That's why.
Ask me again, and I'm straight up punching you in the face.
But you like that.. don't you honey?
Jason: Desiree! Wait for meeeee..
Desi stopped skipping and turned, finding Jason Dunn tagging along behind her.
Desiree: You still work here?
Jason: *huff puff* Yea.. we had an interview, remember?
Desiree made a O.o face. It's hard to describe, leave it at that.
Desiree: Ummm no..?
Jason: Does everybody forget me?
Desiree: I guess?
She shrugged, and he looked a little annoyed.
Jason: Can we just get on with it?
Desiree: Hey Mr Pushy, you came after me..
She pouted, her hands on her hips. Any other woman, it might have been adorable. On Desi the gesture looked like she was contemplating murder.
Jason: Ok, ok... so, last week, you defeated the current Women's Champion in Roxxxie, do you think that will give you some more motivation going into this match with Zelda?
She shrugged.
Jason: I'm guessing that's a no?
Desiree: Do I look like a wrestler?
Jason: I guess so.. maybe a little pudgy, but..
She rolled her eyes.
Desiree: Stop checking me out and think about this.. I came from nowhere, I have the basic most training possible, enough to keep me from getting seriously hurt. Does any of that really look like I'm trying to succeed as a wrestler?
Jason: Well no, but..
Desiree: Exactly. I don't want to beat Zelda.. I don't want to humiliate her by beating her in the ring.. I want to humilate her by causing her to have a complete.. and total.. mental breakdown.. just like she's doing to everyone else..
At some point during that sentence, she had backed Dunn against the wall. She leaned in close, and he tried to recoil away, but there's no where to go.
Desiree: Do you like Zelda.. Jason.. does she make you tingly down there.. does something pop up when you see her on screen..?
Dunn swallowed hard.
Jason: Yes.
Desiree: Has she ever been nice to you? Given you the time of day...?
Jason: Well.. no..
Desiree: Because she's a stuck up, dirty skank.. right?
Jason: Now that's not nice...
She was pressing against him, her lips pressed to his ear, her teeth nearly bared in a snarl.
Desiree: What reason have you to defend her.. she's never been nice to you.. She walks around with her head in the air, taking advantage of the kindness of strangers without so much as lifting a finger of kindness back.. it's sickening done.. almost as sickening as the poking I'm feeling from your trousers..
Then she was off him, starting to walk away.
Desiree: I'm going to break Zelda.. make her break down and cry and run away.. not for me.. not to have her spot or tarnish her reputation.. but to save the people from her.. whether they like it or not.
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I'm thinking about buying you a gift Zelda..
A parrot maybe?
How about a broken record?
You know, something that describes you to a T. You want to know why I confuse you? Why you don't get the things I say?
Maybe you should take your head out of your ass. I know it's fun watching you digest your own food, but maybe.. just maybe if you bothered to clean your own sick out of your ears long enough to hear what I'm saying, you'd understand.
This isn't about Zelda the wrestler.
I don't care about how awesome your title run was, who you've beaten and what not. People say it's impressive, and that's fine, maybe it is and maybe it isn't. But I don't care about any of that, so which side of the coin it is, isn't for me to say.
This is about Zelda the human being.
Zelda the princess who stood on her moral high ground when it suited her, and would lie and manipulate when she needed it. Then would plead and beg for sympathy when she was caught. You knew how your high school friend felt, and when he confessed himself, you turned him away. But not gently to not hurt him, no.. you had to tear his heart out and stomp on it. Then Kyle.. all he wanted was for you to listen, and you ignored him. He nursed you through your pain, was always by your side, and you dropped him for a one night stand with little boy blue and a friendship with those selfish prima donnas.
And you wonder why you need to go..
You blame this on your age, on your immaturity. Then when someone calls you out on being a spoiled little girl you get indignant and say how grown up and mature you are. You want the freedom to do whatever, but you show time and time again that you can't be trusted to be a decent human being.
Time to stop playing games and grow up, princess.
This isn't about what kind of place nCw will be without you. This isn't about my status and where it will be if I defeat you. I'm not asking to be the hero, like in one of your stupid video games. I'm not asking for praise or showerings of love and affection. I mean..
Who do you think I am? You?
You're only nice to someone when it's convienent for you, or what it gets you what you want. You're a terrible human being, and a terrible excuse for a woman.
That's why.
Ask me again, and I'm straight up punching you in the face.
But you like that.. don't you honey?