Post by Deleted on Jun 13, 2016 8:11:06 GMT -6
●out of character● III; last part. Thanks to Keith for the rp limit. I couldn’t handle more. Hope you had as much fun as me.
●next macht● Shawna Martinez vs Drew Stevenson
Knock, knock. Anyone home? Doesn’t seem like it. Was there ever a more swallow person than Drew Stevenson? The moment he runs out of words.- he starts to insult people. Correction, tries to insult. Thanks for the opinion, I shall get back at you when it becomes relevant. From the beginning on it was clear that this wouldn’t be a nice exchange of words.- but insults? Really? What are we? First grade. Momma, Drew put chewing gum in my hair. I will never talk to him again. Sweet lord. While she had felt angered in the past, it slowly began to fade. It was more amusing than watching some of those people wrestle. But then again it made sense that his logic started to fade. Considering that Japan had a huge drug problem. No harm meant. Come Unstoppable it did not matter who insulted who. All that was left inside this ring was two people. Both fighting for their own reasons.
●Legally Blonde, fucker●
LOCATION: Unknown
CAMERA STATUS: ON/OFF
The scene would showcase the new home of the Washingtons. From afar you were able to hear loud voices, a female becoming really loud. She seemed to be in rage, furious like all hell would break loose. As the camera draw closer, they reached the backyard of the house. Spotting Frank Washington right in front of his wife, looking rather frustrated.
“You seriously believe I let you go out there alone? After all what has happened in the past? Think again Shawna.”
She was dressed in her workout gear, doing some stretching. Neither of them had noticed the camera by then. Both had forgotten the planned meeting with MSW. Doing some promotional work. Boring.
“So little faith in me…. .”
“This has nothing to do with faith babe.- but history tells us two things. One, never trust Drew Stevenson. Two, learn from your mistakes. So whether you like it or not, Wolf and me will be out there.”
You could see on her face that she was not ready to give in.- but she would. Brushing through her long blonde locks, her eyes fell on the half open gate door. The look on her face not angry, but annoyed. The camera guy ready to drop his stuff, running. Bad luck, boy.
“Look what we have here. A little birdie.”
She had stepped closer her hand softly running over his cheap polo shirt. Already angered she forced him inside the garden completely. Pushing the young man down on a wooden stool.
“If anyone asked you about your job.- would you say you are decent at it?”
“Yes ma'am”, he stuttered.
Shawna sat down in front of the boy, looking at him from head to toes. Laughable. MSW seriously was not fond of their staff. Hiring little, fragile boys to walk among those fighters. Big mistake.
“Then stop your camera from shaking. Because I got a little message for Mister Stevenson. Personal and urgent. I am sure he is lingering around somewhere or being late. Who knows? Being professional ain’t something he is good at. I thought we could handle this like two adults Drew… no wait, that is bullshit. There was no light in sight on that matter. Let me ask you this directly, who the hell you think you are? A decorated champion? A legend? The saviour or MSW? A little high as of late, huh? You better start saving your own ass Drew.- because this nightmare is far from being over. In fact we must clear a little something friend. Just because it is sitting on my chest so heavy.- that i hardly can breath. What makes you think that your judgment is welcome? Or needed? Did I miss the memo about your two cents becoming somewhat important?”
Biting her bottom lip before looking over at Frank. He leaned against the wall, grinning. Times had changed. But those two always understood each other, blindly.
“I think my haircolor must have irritated you honey. Blonde. Dumb. And what other cliches you wanted to satisfy. Kicking around you like a little kid, pulling a tantrum. I got nothing more to say, I call my opponent dumb. Well done sugarplum. Just does showcase how little respect you hold for yourself. I have been around the great Drew Stevenson for quite a while. I seen your best. And love, I have seen your worst. So it is rather easy to tell that you are going through the motions. You are pissed off, even though you pretend that is not the case. But there is something else boiling inside of you. Deep inside you already accepted it. I do not need an army to come after you. You tell yourself the opposite.- we both know it is just another straw left in your hand. They become less with every hour passing. Karma is a bitch. And come our match, my name is Karma. Ready to put your guts around my neck.”
The camera guy shuddered a moment. Obviously getting an image before his inner eye. Shawna was rolling her eyes.
“All this worry about this being three on one. That is what you think about? Frank could have gotten you a lot worse than he did. Wolf had his chances too. So why worry now? Oh wait, Drew Stevenson does not worry. He is above this. Now since you make assumptions about things, let me give you facts. All my career buttercup.- I have done things on my own. Win or Loss. Just because I wanna rip your heart out.- does not change that. Those two are only out there for one reason. To have an eye on you. The past tells us a lot about you and your way of doing business. I guess it is finally time for you to man up. Realise that you are not worth the dirt under my nails. This ain't about making amends anymore. Or all the worthless apologies you put out there. You had enough time to get yourself back up and you failed. The facade is starting to fade dear. At the end of Unstoppable nothing will be left of it. I will give you my best shot, but the question remains the same. Are you willing to jump off the cliff if that is what it takes?”
Frank put his index finger on his rolex. Time was money and talk was cheap. She nodded silently before getting up, the camera following.
“This had been in the making for over a year darling. Building slowly but with certainty. I got a wonderful family.- but that does not make me less a fighter. I have no time for your claims and stories, I came to fight. You have burnt me in ways I did not know exist. So I guess it is only fair I burn you and spit you out. But till then, we both know what will happen. Shit, I think the whole world knows by now what will happen. You go for another round of, what can I say to look like a jerk. Tell the world how much of a fake I am, because that will be the last change you get. I have been saving up for you darling. My career is about challenges like this Drew. The ones that we never saw coming. The ones that take us out of our safety zone. And that is your main problem. You have been feeling safe for too long. Untouchable. Every fight held in between, they were just preparing me for this. I am not ashamed to admit you are probably my biggest challenge. Mentally and physically. But you know what? The struggle is over. For both of us.”
She looked at the camera guy another time, winking. Like he was a little puppy she patted his head.
“Who has been a good boy? Yeah. You have been a good boy. Now get lost.”
That was the last notice she had taken of him before looking at Frank. He still wore that satisfied grin on his face. Shawna was giving him that well known ‘WTF’ look.
“What’s so funny?”
“I don’t know where it comes from… but when you talk about hurting people, it makes me hungry. Wanna grab a bite?”
For a moment there was complete silence, then she bursted out laughing. They walked towards the house, with her nudging him.
“I just wonder about one thing… .”
“Like what?”
“If me talking about beating people up… already makes you hungry, how starving will you be when I get my hands on Drew.”
Both laughed when finally walking inside. Shutting the world out.
●next macht● Shawna Martinez vs Drew Stevenson
Knock, knock. Anyone home? Doesn’t seem like it. Was there ever a more swallow person than Drew Stevenson? The moment he runs out of words.- he starts to insult people. Correction, tries to insult. Thanks for the opinion, I shall get back at you when it becomes relevant. From the beginning on it was clear that this wouldn’t be a nice exchange of words.- but insults? Really? What are we? First grade. Momma, Drew put chewing gum in my hair. I will never talk to him again. Sweet lord. While she had felt angered in the past, it slowly began to fade. It was more amusing than watching some of those people wrestle. But then again it made sense that his logic started to fade. Considering that Japan had a huge drug problem. No harm meant. Come Unstoppable it did not matter who insulted who. All that was left inside this ring was two people. Both fighting for their own reasons.
●Legally Blonde, fucker●
LOCATION: Unknown
CAMERA STATUS: ON/OFF
The scene would showcase the new home of the Washingtons. From afar you were able to hear loud voices, a female becoming really loud. She seemed to be in rage, furious like all hell would break loose. As the camera draw closer, they reached the backyard of the house. Spotting Frank Washington right in front of his wife, looking rather frustrated.
“You seriously believe I let you go out there alone? After all what has happened in the past? Think again Shawna.”
She was dressed in her workout gear, doing some stretching. Neither of them had noticed the camera by then. Both had forgotten the planned meeting with MSW. Doing some promotional work. Boring.
“So little faith in me…. .”
“This has nothing to do with faith babe.- but history tells us two things. One, never trust Drew Stevenson. Two, learn from your mistakes. So whether you like it or not, Wolf and me will be out there.”
You could see on her face that she was not ready to give in.- but she would. Brushing through her long blonde locks, her eyes fell on the half open gate door. The look on her face not angry, but annoyed. The camera guy ready to drop his stuff, running. Bad luck, boy.
“Look what we have here. A little birdie.”
She had stepped closer her hand softly running over his cheap polo shirt. Already angered she forced him inside the garden completely. Pushing the young man down on a wooden stool.
“If anyone asked you about your job.- would you say you are decent at it?”
“Yes ma'am”, he stuttered.
Shawna sat down in front of the boy, looking at him from head to toes. Laughable. MSW seriously was not fond of their staff. Hiring little, fragile boys to walk among those fighters. Big mistake.
“Then stop your camera from shaking. Because I got a little message for Mister Stevenson. Personal and urgent. I am sure he is lingering around somewhere or being late. Who knows? Being professional ain’t something he is good at. I thought we could handle this like two adults Drew… no wait, that is bullshit. There was no light in sight on that matter. Let me ask you this directly, who the hell you think you are? A decorated champion? A legend? The saviour or MSW? A little high as of late, huh? You better start saving your own ass Drew.- because this nightmare is far from being over. In fact we must clear a little something friend. Just because it is sitting on my chest so heavy.- that i hardly can breath. What makes you think that your judgment is welcome? Or needed? Did I miss the memo about your two cents becoming somewhat important?”
Biting her bottom lip before looking over at Frank. He leaned against the wall, grinning. Times had changed. But those two always understood each other, blindly.
“I think my haircolor must have irritated you honey. Blonde. Dumb. And what other cliches you wanted to satisfy. Kicking around you like a little kid, pulling a tantrum. I got nothing more to say, I call my opponent dumb. Well done sugarplum. Just does showcase how little respect you hold for yourself. I have been around the great Drew Stevenson for quite a while. I seen your best. And love, I have seen your worst. So it is rather easy to tell that you are going through the motions. You are pissed off, even though you pretend that is not the case. But there is something else boiling inside of you. Deep inside you already accepted it. I do not need an army to come after you. You tell yourself the opposite.- we both know it is just another straw left in your hand. They become less with every hour passing. Karma is a bitch. And come our match, my name is Karma. Ready to put your guts around my neck.”
The camera guy shuddered a moment. Obviously getting an image before his inner eye. Shawna was rolling her eyes.
“All this worry about this being three on one. That is what you think about? Frank could have gotten you a lot worse than he did. Wolf had his chances too. So why worry now? Oh wait, Drew Stevenson does not worry. He is above this. Now since you make assumptions about things, let me give you facts. All my career buttercup.- I have done things on my own. Win or Loss. Just because I wanna rip your heart out.- does not change that. Those two are only out there for one reason. To have an eye on you. The past tells us a lot about you and your way of doing business. I guess it is finally time for you to man up. Realise that you are not worth the dirt under my nails. This ain't about making amends anymore. Or all the worthless apologies you put out there. You had enough time to get yourself back up and you failed. The facade is starting to fade dear. At the end of Unstoppable nothing will be left of it. I will give you my best shot, but the question remains the same. Are you willing to jump off the cliff if that is what it takes?”
Frank put his index finger on his rolex. Time was money and talk was cheap. She nodded silently before getting up, the camera following.
“This had been in the making for over a year darling. Building slowly but with certainty. I got a wonderful family.- but that does not make me less a fighter. I have no time for your claims and stories, I came to fight. You have burnt me in ways I did not know exist. So I guess it is only fair I burn you and spit you out. But till then, we both know what will happen. Shit, I think the whole world knows by now what will happen. You go for another round of, what can I say to look like a jerk. Tell the world how much of a fake I am, because that will be the last change you get. I have been saving up for you darling. My career is about challenges like this Drew. The ones that we never saw coming. The ones that take us out of our safety zone. And that is your main problem. You have been feeling safe for too long. Untouchable. Every fight held in between, they were just preparing me for this. I am not ashamed to admit you are probably my biggest challenge. Mentally and physically. But you know what? The struggle is over. For both of us.”
She looked at the camera guy another time, winking. Like he was a little puppy she patted his head.
“Who has been a good boy? Yeah. You have been a good boy. Now get lost.”
That was the last notice she had taken of him before looking at Frank. He still wore that satisfied grin on his face. Shawna was giving him that well known ‘WTF’ look.
“What’s so funny?”
“I don’t know where it comes from… but when you talk about hurting people, it makes me hungry. Wanna grab a bite?”
For a moment there was complete silence, then she bursted out laughing. They walked towards the house, with her nudging him.
“I just wonder about one thing… .”
“Like what?”
“If me talking about beating people up… already makes you hungry, how starving will you be when I get my hands on Drew.”
Both laughed when finally walking inside. Shutting the world out.
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