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Post by Lacey Cadavre on May 5, 2008 13:30:42 GMT -5
Every monitor within the arena became still. Slowly, an image faded onto the screen. The image of Jennifer Drew being hit with Lacey Cadavre's swinging DDT at Danger Zone.
"Oh, dearest Jennifer Drew...
The epitomized favorite in the sight of all...
Such a vast amount of respect...
Such potential...
So much, I just really want to hurt you now. Make you suffer. Make you into an example.
Myself... I want that GCW Top Debutante crown. You... you derailed my unpinned streak. You, handed me my first, official loss with in GCW.
Bravo.
Tonight, I avenge it... and tonight, your friend, Shelby, had best pay attention. A win over you, a win over the SOLE woman to beat me in my GCW career?
Is all the proof that I need, that the Top Debutante crown is mine to wear.
And that loss on your record? It comes on LockUP!. Be prepared, Jennifer...
I know I will be."
The eerie video disappears, but one has to know that Lacey's far from done with getting into the head of Jennifer Drew...
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Post by Jennifer Drew on May 6, 2008 1:42:16 GMT -5
Well after Lacey's video package airs.
We fade in to Jennifer leaning back in a chair in front of a monitor as she watches a repeat of Lacey's message to her. She shakes her head as it concludes.
Geez, guess who's running the tech truck tonight. Creepy.
Jennifer turns to face the camera following her.
So, coming at me from behind and trying to choke me out at Danger Zone wasn't enough? I heard what you said, you see pain in my future. Maybe if I were smarter I'd be scared, but I'm not so, whooo!
She says throwing up the horns. Once she's done she starts pointing roughly at her head region.
See this? This face says “Yeah, I've just played a bit of a spoiler to the grand designs of someone well connected to a sinister, shadowy, power elite but it was totally worth it.”
So you want to be the Top Debutante, do you, Lace? What a coincidence, so do I. I always do. I've wanted it since I first heard such a thing existed. Mostly because I have this recurring fantasy about an evening gown and a ball, but that's beside the point.
This is what I need. I know I'm better than “good enough.” I know that if I blow through you that I will beat Shelby Steele one on one for the title. Done it before, I'll do it again.
You want to hurt me? Fine, people are always trying to maim me. I'm used to it. It's a little game I play with the rest of the world. But we both know how this is going to end.
Catch you later, Lace.
The scene fades out on Jennifer as she picks up a remote to change to something a little more pleasant.
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