Here we start (o2a)

[Misfitt]

the newest wrestler is at her locker putting stuff from her bag in and talking to herself as she does.


Boss lady said I have to find me self a victim for my first match. The boss lady with the pretty eyes. (she smacys her head with her hand). I'll put a sign on the door to see who wants to face me. (she pats herslef on the back for what a good idea she had). I know it's in here somewhere

She sreaches threw her bag throwing out mags on tattoos, metal egde, and even cooking. Then she pulls out what she was looking for a big marker with feathers at the end. She starts writting a note. With a smile looks over the note and grabs the duck tape from her bag, runs to the door of the locker room, tape up her sign.

MISFITT NEEDS A VICTiM
IF yOU FIT ThE BILL TALK
SIGn HeRE

Misfitt sits on the chair in front of her locker and waits. She reads her cooking mag.

[Misfitt]

Well done with that mag.

She says as she throws the mag to the ground infront of her. The sounds of a interveiw is heard in the background. She begins to rock back and forth.

Here I sit, sit and wait. Wait and sit, back and forth I rock waiting. Waiting for my victim to show there face. Face of my victim is why I wait and sit.

She just rocks back and forth in her waiting for a person to walk in the door. To answer her call.

[Nattie Roxx]

"Stupidmichelletossomakingmebuyanewonestupidmichelletossostupidstupidstupid," Nattie mutters to herself as she walks into the room, her Nintendo DS in hand as she plays her newly purchased Pokemon Platinum version. The second copy she had to buy, thanks to Michelle Tosso stealing the original one she bought just two weeks before. "I could have been to Lake Acuity by now, and have my Pokemon in their forties, but no! I HATE YOU MICHELLE TOSSO!" She frustratingly closes her pink Nintendo DS and slams a closed fist on the door next to her, only to completely regret it. "Owowowowow, TOSSO!!!"

As she raises a red fist into the air, and glares into the locker room lights with the utmost of rage, her eyes catch a piece of paper hanging on the door as she brings her head down. A look of curiosity coming on her face, she reads the paper, and then tears it off the door. "RAAAAAAAH!" slamming the paper into both her hands, she crumbles it up, and hook-shots it into the garbage bin just across from her. Her Nintendo DS was in her pocket as she did this. "Swish. Nothing but bin. Perfect. Team Nattie wins!" She begins to make crowd noises with her mouth, closing her eyes as she did this, imagining herself in a better situation then she was in now. She then opens them, and places a hand on her chin. "I guess I should make a new note for Misfitt..."

[Misfitt]

From be hide Nattie the voice of Misfitt is heard.


Dont worry about write a new note to replace that one, girly. I think I have just found my victim. So why don't you turn around so we can speak eye to eye.

[Nattie Roxx]

"A voice?! FROM AFAR!" Nattie looks towards the sky, dumbfounded. A look of curiosity overcame her as she looked at her pocket, and pulled out her Nintendo DS. "Please don't tell me I left the WiFi going..."

[Misfitt]

Not pleased with this. Misfitt walks over to Nattie and taps hear on the shoulder.

You should look at people when they are talking to you. Its rude not to and I'm not someone to piss off. So how about you show me some respect.

[Nattie Roxx]

Not turning around, Nattie playfully sticks out her tongue between her teeth, and happily sighs. After an over exaggerate shrug, she turns herself around to face her red haired foe, and places both her hands on her shoulders. "Respect? Giving respect to someone I've never met in my life, nor have known about, hmm...I'm sorry, but I'm not even aware of who you even are."She laughs a bit to herself as she taps Misfitt's shoulders sternly. "You should at least introduce your pretty self, and well...really look in a mirror next time you put on your lipstick, it's seriously all over you." Holding out her thumb, she licks the tip of it, and begins to rub it against Misfitt's cheek, acting as if she were her mother, cleaning off the excess amount of lipstick. "I'm Nattie Roxx, and who just might you be?"

[Misfitt]

Well Besides not being your child and also not being as pretty as you. I am "the New Black" Misfitt. I maybe not have earned your respect, but I would have thought you would not touch someone, as you said, you know nothing about. I am new here. The pretty eyed Wallace said for me to find my first victim and it looks like you should fit the bill just right. What do you say? Wanna fight?

[Nattie Roxx]

"We're wrestlers Missy. We don't 'fight.'" Presumably, she didn't mind that Nattie was fixing her make-up. "Touching someone, and respecting one, two completely different things. Besides, I'm just fixing your overzealous make-up. No hard feelings, whatsoever." Placing her hands on her shoulders again, Nattie outstretches her arms, tilts her to head to the side, she then closes one eye, and rubs her thumb one last time against Misfitt's cheek. "There, all fixed. I'll give you a mirror in a moment, let me just get to my bag..."

Walking away from Misfitt, she heads to her assigned locker, and with a quick flick of the wrist, opens it quite easily. "Broken lock, just takes a quick tugging, don't tell anyone, especially that ludicrous Michelle Tosso." It then hit her. Holding up a hand, "YOU DON'T THINK! GAH!" She slams a fist into her palm. "That's how she did it! She was watching me. That little b..." She stops herself, lets out a contended sigh, and pulls out her bag. Opening a zillion pockets, she finally finds what she was looking for, and pulls out a small compact. "There we go, catch." Like a Frisbee, she then tosses it to Misfitt. "If you want to wrestle, sure. Fighting, I don't do."

[Misfitt]

She looks down and shakes her head a bit before returning her eyes to Nattie's. She smiles a bit.

Right its wrestling here. I forget the different, you see the last place I was they called wrestling fighting. So when I say fight.. I mean wrestle. So is there anything else different around here that I should know? Is this place all about those gimmiky type matches, or is it just good old one on one action around here. Where you fight.. I mean wrestle with the only goal is to make your opposite submit or be pinned.

She tilts she head to the right and snaps it to the left with a pop sound.

Never mind, I'd like your pretty self to be the first one I face here. You could show me the ropes as they say.

Misfitt existents her hand.

[Nattie Roxx]

Nattie smiles and shrugs effortlessly. "Sure, why not?" She then extends her hand, and shakes Misfitt's.