Post by Zelda Knite on Apr 4, 2012 23:01:11 GMT -6
“OWWWWW, OWWWW.... OWWWW! IT HURTS.”
[Zelda holds her ribs in pain as she grimaces, it's almost unbearable, but the NCW staff doctor alongside her brother, Xander, and father, Gib, try and get her to calm down and stop making it worse by wailing out. The door to the examine room bursts open and Adam stands there and his eyes thin to slits seeing his sister on the table crying.]
Adam: Is she ok?!
Leon Wesker: She'll be fine... Just some bruising and it's going to hurt like hell for a while, but she should be good.
Zelda: I think I'm dying.
Leon Wesker: I assure you, you're not.
Zelda: I think I punctured a lung.
Leon Wesker: I assure you, you did not.
Zelda: OWWWWWWW, it hurts so much...
[Zelda turns over on the, still grimacing in pain and holding her side as she turns away from the doctor and her family. Gib motions towards Xander and Adam and tells them to come to him, which they over course do. Away from the ears of either Zelda or Leon, they speak in hushed voices. Gib seems a bit rattled.]
Gib: This is getting out of hand...
Adam: I'm furious... this has gone too ****ing far. I don't know what the hell has gotten into Kelly, but this is ridiculous!
Xander: What are we saying?
Gib: We've sat back and watched Zelda take on all this by herself... I love Kelly like a little sistes... but this is the line.
Adam: That's going to end, this is too much for her to handle alone, I... WE... can't let her fly this alone.
Xander: You're right, she's stood by us. Now we do the same.
[All three men look at one another and nod their heads in agreement before they break their little huddle and head towards Zelda lays on the table. She has her head layed back, still with a look of total pain on her face while Wesker gives her something for the intense pain. She looks up and through the look of unbearable pain, gives them a confused expression.]
Zelda: Wh.. ow... what's going on?
Adam: I...
Xander: We.
Adam: We're sorry. We've let you take this on, on your own and we watched all this happen and did nothing to stop it, did nothing to help you and that's going to end.
Xander: Lets kick some ass, sis.
Gib: We're looking out for you, from now on, no matter what.
[Through the grimaces she smiles at her brothers and father. The thought of them having her back makes the agonizing pain in her ribs more tolerable. Adam leans in and puts his hand on Zelda's cheek as he looks her square in the eyes.]
Adam: You're not alone.
[Fade to black.]
This is what you want huh!?
Putting a 100 pound girl into a match with a big fat tub of lard?
FINE!
I'll jump through your hoops Kelly, but when every NCW fan in the world sees just how you're abusing your power, when every NCW fan sees what you do when somebody makes you mad, then I'm just going to look like a better and better option each and every day! So come on, keep putting me against that fat freak bodyguard of yours, keep having him attack me and smiling about and keep trying to break me in half without actually having the guts to do so yourself. I'll just keep coming out looking good.
You think a few bruised ribs, a hurt pride, and rejected offer are going to stop me from doing what I know is right? Really? You little n00b, I'm l33t, I don't back away from a challenge, I rush in there head first all guns blasting away. You won't bully me, you won't use fear and intimidating to try and get me to stop my crusade, and you're out of your bleach blonde mind if you think for a second it's even a remote possibility. I'm not scared of Kanyon, I'm not afraid of the guy who routinely could get curb stomped by Betty White, and most importantly as you noticed when I was caving in your face with the Contra Code at Crossroads... I'm not afraid of you either.
Why don't you fight me yourself Kelly? Huh? Maybe it's because you're the one that is afraid? Maybe it's because you know the only legit win you have over me was when Steve got my shoulder seperated? I've beaten you each and ever time we've faced in a singles match since then Kel. You're scared, you're dodging me, getting that pudgy little oompa loompa to do what you know you can't yourself.
I understand completely.
But I'll make you a deal Kelly, to prove that I always play fair, I won't even enter the 30 lives code, you take me on and up up, down down, left, right, left, right, B, A … The Contra Code... will be thrown out the window, so you won't have to worry about it. I don't need it anyway, I can face you, and beat you without any bonus lives, and if you really want I won't even use the spread gun either.
That's how confident I am that I can take you Kelly, that's how confident I am that I'm the better person for this job, that I'm the person NCW needs for it's future. You were supposed to make things right, you were supposed to be the one who brought NCW back to glory and instead you want to listen to goombas like Verona and Nathan Webb, instead you want to grant favors to Trent Helms and Falcon and continue to ignore everything that we did for you.
You owe us!
You're nothing without Adam, you're nothing without Hierarchy. If we hadn't stepped in then you would still be sitting behind that commentary table, oh wait... you still do that, because you can't focus on your real duties, you can't take yourself off camera for five minutes to run NCW properly. That's why NCW deserves better. That's why NCW deserves somebody who knows where their true priorities should lie. You're too concerned with what people think about you and being popular just like you were back in high school giving handies to the boys behind the bleachers just so they will acknowledge you.
Man up and face me yourself.
Curtis, you're just standing in my way, you really think for a nanosecond that you're going to stop me from getting at Kelly. I've proven I can get to her before, I've proven since the first time it doesn't matter what you do, what I want... I GET! You won't do anything about that, not in this match, not when I want to get in Kelly's face. You won't stop me, you know everything I said to Kelly about not using the Contra Code and no spread gun... yeah well, you're not getting that luxury. After you smashed my ribs into that table, after you nearly broke me in half, you're getting everything in my arsenal. You're getting every glitch, every exploit, ever single thing I can do to beat you into the mat, that's what I'm throwing at you.
Step up and fight me, try and make yourself seem important because you can fight a young girl who weighs about one third of your massive body weight, but let it be known right here and now if you do... I, Zelda, will knock you down. I will beat you, I will embarrass you, I will Roflstomp you so hard that you'll never show your face in NCW again... or perhaps but that ratty old blonde wig back on and become the comic relief NPC again, whichever.
You can fight me, sure...
but it won't mean anything...
This is MY legend.
[Zelda holds her ribs in pain as she grimaces, it's almost unbearable, but the NCW staff doctor alongside her brother, Xander, and father, Gib, try and get her to calm down and stop making it worse by wailing out. The door to the examine room bursts open and Adam stands there and his eyes thin to slits seeing his sister on the table crying.]
Adam: Is she ok?!
Leon Wesker: She'll be fine... Just some bruising and it's going to hurt like hell for a while, but she should be good.
Zelda: I think I'm dying.
Leon Wesker: I assure you, you're not.
Zelda: I think I punctured a lung.
Leon Wesker: I assure you, you did not.
Zelda: OWWWWWWW, it hurts so much...
[Zelda turns over on the, still grimacing in pain and holding her side as she turns away from the doctor and her family. Gib motions towards Xander and Adam and tells them to come to him, which they over course do. Away from the ears of either Zelda or Leon, they speak in hushed voices. Gib seems a bit rattled.]
Gib: This is getting out of hand...
Adam: I'm furious... this has gone too ****ing far. I don't know what the hell has gotten into Kelly, but this is ridiculous!
Xander: What are we saying?
Gib: We've sat back and watched Zelda take on all this by herself... I love Kelly like a little sistes... but this is the line.
Adam: That's going to end, this is too much for her to handle alone, I... WE... can't let her fly this alone.
Xander: You're right, she's stood by us. Now we do the same.
[All three men look at one another and nod their heads in agreement before they break their little huddle and head towards Zelda lays on the table. She has her head layed back, still with a look of total pain on her face while Wesker gives her something for the intense pain. She looks up and through the look of unbearable pain, gives them a confused expression.]
Zelda: Wh.. ow... what's going on?
Adam: I...
Xander: We.
Adam: We're sorry. We've let you take this on, on your own and we watched all this happen and did nothing to stop it, did nothing to help you and that's going to end.
Xander: Lets kick some ass, sis.
Gib: We're looking out for you, from now on, no matter what.
[Through the grimaces she smiles at her brothers and father. The thought of them having her back makes the agonizing pain in her ribs more tolerable. Adam leans in and puts his hand on Zelda's cheek as he looks her square in the eyes.]
Adam: You're not alone.
[Fade to black.]
This is what you want huh!?
Putting a 100 pound girl into a match with a big fat tub of lard?
FINE!
I'll jump through your hoops Kelly, but when every NCW fan in the world sees just how you're abusing your power, when every NCW fan sees what you do when somebody makes you mad, then I'm just going to look like a better and better option each and every day! So come on, keep putting me against that fat freak bodyguard of yours, keep having him attack me and smiling about and keep trying to break me in half without actually having the guts to do so yourself. I'll just keep coming out looking good.
You think a few bruised ribs, a hurt pride, and rejected offer are going to stop me from doing what I know is right? Really? You little n00b, I'm l33t, I don't back away from a challenge, I rush in there head first all guns blasting away. You won't bully me, you won't use fear and intimidating to try and get me to stop my crusade, and you're out of your bleach blonde mind if you think for a second it's even a remote possibility. I'm not scared of Kanyon, I'm not afraid of the guy who routinely could get curb stomped by Betty White, and most importantly as you noticed when I was caving in your face with the Contra Code at Crossroads... I'm not afraid of you either.
Why don't you fight me yourself Kelly? Huh? Maybe it's because you're the one that is afraid? Maybe it's because you know the only legit win you have over me was when Steve got my shoulder seperated? I've beaten you each and ever time we've faced in a singles match since then Kel. You're scared, you're dodging me, getting that pudgy little oompa loompa to do what you know you can't yourself.
I understand completely.
But I'll make you a deal Kelly, to prove that I always play fair, I won't even enter the 30 lives code, you take me on and up up, down down, left, right, left, right, B, A … The Contra Code... will be thrown out the window, so you won't have to worry about it. I don't need it anyway, I can face you, and beat you without any bonus lives, and if you really want I won't even use the spread gun either.
That's how confident I am that I can take you Kelly, that's how confident I am that I'm the better person for this job, that I'm the person NCW needs for it's future. You were supposed to make things right, you were supposed to be the one who brought NCW back to glory and instead you want to listen to goombas like Verona and Nathan Webb, instead you want to grant favors to Trent Helms and Falcon and continue to ignore everything that we did for you.
You owe us!
You're nothing without Adam, you're nothing without Hierarchy. If we hadn't stepped in then you would still be sitting behind that commentary table, oh wait... you still do that, because you can't focus on your real duties, you can't take yourself off camera for five minutes to run NCW properly. That's why NCW deserves better. That's why NCW deserves somebody who knows where their true priorities should lie. You're too concerned with what people think about you and being popular just like you were back in high school giving handies to the boys behind the bleachers just so they will acknowledge you.
Man up and face me yourself.
Curtis, you're just standing in my way, you really think for a nanosecond that you're going to stop me from getting at Kelly. I've proven I can get to her before, I've proven since the first time it doesn't matter what you do, what I want... I GET! You won't do anything about that, not in this match, not when I want to get in Kelly's face. You won't stop me, you know everything I said to Kelly about not using the Contra Code and no spread gun... yeah well, you're not getting that luxury. After you smashed my ribs into that table, after you nearly broke me in half, you're getting everything in my arsenal. You're getting every glitch, every exploit, ever single thing I can do to beat you into the mat, that's what I'm throwing at you.
Step up and fight me, try and make yourself seem important because you can fight a young girl who weighs about one third of your massive body weight, but let it be known right here and now if you do... I, Zelda, will knock you down. I will beat you, I will embarrass you, I will Roflstomp you so hard that you'll never show your face in NCW again... or perhaps but that ratty old blonde wig back on and become the comic relief NPC again, whichever.
You can fight me, sure...
but it won't mean anything...
This is MY legend.
