Post by Brad Windsor on Apr 1, 2011 13:01:22 GMT -5
The scene opens on a pair of high converse trainers walking. As the view gradually zooms out and moves up, it is apparent that it’s not just the feet that are in the lacy shoes, but the entire legs are in it. Down the sides of the yellow converse pants are pictures of notorious looking snakes and different sized ladders. As if that is not clue enough, the frame finishes its resizing and the cold countenance of the blue haired Clarkson reveals itself. In just that moment she is suddenly halted by a block in her path.
Coors: "Well, well, well. Damn me if it isn’t the feisty one roaming around backstage. Kahlan, I’ve been dying, as I’m sure many MANY Ladder Queen fanatics been kicking themselves wondering, to ask you this question, what happened?"
Charlie extends his microphone towards the Englishwoman as a flicker of a frown works a shadow across her cool and calm features. Kahlan looks directly at the Ring Announcer, breaths fiercely for a round and grabs at the hand holding the Mic. She pointedly readjusts its position in front of her lips and lets it go.
“What happened?”
Kahlan throws both of her eyebrows up in a quizzical gesture.
“You are asking me, what happened? Well I’ll tell you what happened alright. I had enough. I had enough of controversial decisions screwing me at every turn. Don’t get me wrong, I love controversy. I AM controversy in FLESH! But I had it up-”
She brings a hand up in front of her chest to show an imaginary limit, while Charlie’s eyes flick down at the sign.
“-to here with that condom soaking, weasel faced, piece of garbage you call Triumph’s General Manager. That Fake son-of-”
Kahlan stops midsentence staring right at Charlie who has his attention fixed on her hand drawing a bar in front of her. Annoyed she raises the hand a bit further so it comes into one line with top of her head. Charlie’s focus remains unchanged however, as he continues to stare at the place where the hand used to be before. Noticeably looking angrier, Kahlan swiftly swats the Interviewer across the face with a wicked slap.
“PERVERT!”
The mark of the hand print quickly disappears from Charlie’s face as it flushes a glowing red. He beings to stutter…
“I… I was… just looking at-”
That itself is cut short with another quick slap across the same spot.
“SHUT UP!”
Kahlan rips the Mic right out of Coors’ hands.
“I know it’s probably your first time looking at real NATURAL pairs here in this company, but if you look at me again anywhere apart from in my eyes-”
Clarkson raises her hand and takes it behind her ear as she re-enforces her promise with the threat of a physical act.
“On your previous question Charlie Coors, what happened is nonsense. However, what is going to happen is of extreme importance. Jake Diamond… you know that overrated blond, egoistical prick, with the pair of lackeys thinks he is very clever. He cuts a deal with Spunk and screws up Kahlan. Well done boy. You managed to piss off the piss taker of this company. You call yourself the Cult of Personality. OH. MY. GOD. But where the heck is this personality you talk about!? Since you’ve returned it is obvious to me that you’ve had deal made somewhere behind everybody’s back with our corrupt-to-the-bone management to get you to the top. You didn’t win anything, you were given everything. Just to prove my point, this very last Sunday, what happened? You got your ass handed back over to you by GHW’s pensioner, Hayden. How old is Hayden, huh? You tell me Coors. How old is Hayden? He was wrestling before my friggin’ grand pa was born back in England. And you Jake, you got what we call is the word PWNED! If you’re a Diamond, I’m a god-damn Diamond-Cutter!”
Kahlan strikes the palm of her hand with the side of the other to make the point.
“Now Charlie, I’m going to come back, make a return sometime and make things right. I’m going to come back much, much sooner than what you expect. I’m going to come back and when I do I will tear this place apart and change the entire face of this Glory and Honour bullshit back into its God and Heretics features, where I will be the God and Spunk and his pal Diamond would be the Heretics I smite.”
Kahlan turns her face entirely towards the camera.
“Jake Diamond… I'm COMING FOR YOU NIGGA’!”
With that Kahlan slaps the microphone into Charlie’s chest and pushes past him on her way.
End
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Coors: "Well, well, well. Damn me if it isn’t the feisty one roaming around backstage. Kahlan, I’ve been dying, as I’m sure many MANY Ladder Queen fanatics been kicking themselves wondering, to ask you this question, what happened?"
Charlie extends his microphone towards the Englishwoman as a flicker of a frown works a shadow across her cool and calm features. Kahlan looks directly at the Ring Announcer, breaths fiercely for a round and grabs at the hand holding the Mic. She pointedly readjusts its position in front of her lips and lets it go.
“What happened?”
Kahlan throws both of her eyebrows up in a quizzical gesture.
“You are asking me, what happened? Well I’ll tell you what happened alright. I had enough. I had enough of controversial decisions screwing me at every turn. Don’t get me wrong, I love controversy. I AM controversy in FLESH! But I had it up-”
She brings a hand up in front of her chest to show an imaginary limit, while Charlie’s eyes flick down at the sign.
“-to here with that condom soaking, weasel faced, piece of garbage you call Triumph’s General Manager. That Fake son-of-”
Kahlan stops midsentence staring right at Charlie who has his attention fixed on her hand drawing a bar in front of her. Annoyed she raises the hand a bit further so it comes into one line with top of her head. Charlie’s focus remains unchanged however, as he continues to stare at the place where the hand used to be before. Noticeably looking angrier, Kahlan swiftly swats the Interviewer across the face with a wicked slap.
“PERVERT!”
The mark of the hand print quickly disappears from Charlie’s face as it flushes a glowing red. He beings to stutter…
“I… I was… just looking at-”
That itself is cut short with another quick slap across the same spot.
“SHUT UP!”
Kahlan rips the Mic right out of Coors’ hands.
“I know it’s probably your first time looking at real NATURAL pairs here in this company, but if you look at me again anywhere apart from in my eyes-”
Clarkson raises her hand and takes it behind her ear as she re-enforces her promise with the threat of a physical act.
“On your previous question Charlie Coors, what happened is nonsense. However, what is going to happen is of extreme importance. Jake Diamond… you know that overrated blond, egoistical prick, with the pair of lackeys thinks he is very clever. He cuts a deal with Spunk and screws up Kahlan. Well done boy. You managed to piss off the piss taker of this company. You call yourself the Cult of Personality. OH. MY. GOD. But where the heck is this personality you talk about!? Since you’ve returned it is obvious to me that you’ve had deal made somewhere behind everybody’s back with our corrupt-to-the-bone management to get you to the top. You didn’t win anything, you were given everything. Just to prove my point, this very last Sunday, what happened? You got your ass handed back over to you by GHW’s pensioner, Hayden. How old is Hayden, huh? You tell me Coors. How old is Hayden? He was wrestling before my friggin’ grand pa was born back in England. And you Jake, you got what we call is the word PWNED! If you’re a Diamond, I’m a god-damn Diamond-Cutter!”
Kahlan strikes the palm of her hand with the side of the other to make the point.
“Now Charlie, I’m going to come back, make a return sometime and make things right. I’m going to come back much, much sooner than what you expect. I’m going to come back and when I do I will tear this place apart and change the entire face of this Glory and Honour bullshit back into its God and Heretics features, where I will be the God and Spunk and his pal Diamond would be the Heretics I smite.”
Kahlan turns her face entirely towards the camera.
“Jake Diamond… I'm COMING FOR YOU NIGGA’!”
With that Kahlan slaps the microphone into Charlie’s chest and pushes past him on her way.
End
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