Post by ZELDA on Apr 25, 2016 3:39:26 GMT
“Don’t you wish you were me right now?”
"Addisyn Starr, the biggest name going in IWF right now. My merchandise is getting even more popular among fans who aren't just teenage girls. I'm starting to transcend the gender barrier, I'm starting to put asses into those seats like I promised. As I win more and more matches, as I defeat sniveling nobodies like Jack Gaither each and every week on my way to the top... my Starr only gets larger every time. I am better looking, I am a better wrestler, and I will do anything it takes to prove that and stay in that position. You won't go to the levels I will to secure my starr, you couldn't handle what it takes to be on my level in this business you don't have the guts to stomach it. I am going to be the best... I am going to be the shining starr of IWF... one way or another."
"I have proven that... with every single victim that has been put in front of me... without slowing down."
“Now... I have my first proper pay per view matchup and to my opponents, the new fresh batch of victims for me to tear through on my way to the summit of the IWF mountain... There is something I have to tell you”
“It’s like really super important, I swear.”
“You all kinda suck.”
"I mean like really suck..."
“I got some weird ass old dude who seems to really want my attention.. What a fucking creep. Some asshole wearing a mask that I already beat and then… **shivers** JFK. Ahhh puke, he’s the worst of you! I’d rather have a wrestling match against the guy who passes out free candy from the back of his windowless van than Karn. What did I do to deserve a situation like this? Huh?”
“I mean we all know that I am the current hot commodity of IWF, we all know that I’m the quickest rising star this company has ever seen and I’m going to be put in a situation like this? Wrestling a bunch of freaks escaped from the local circus instead of somebody you know… interesting. Then you look at I guess last week throwing two other competitors at me wasn’t enough to slow me down so they had to add somebody else to the mix. I’ve been featured in four matches for this company now and I’ve had a total of 37 opponents. You tell me anybody else who has had to go through that shit.”
“I can’t focus my attention or my training on my person, I have to take on the world apparently. Are you all that concerned with me tearing through your ranks? Are you really that petty that you don’t want to see me succeed and will throw everything including the kitchen sink at me? Fine. Do what you must, but let me make it clear… I’m just going to keep coming, if you manage to knock me down, make me bleed, and beat me to the brink of death… I’m still going to stand back up and ask for some more. I’ve tasted victory now, I’ve had my hand raised now… and I can’t get enough of that feeling… continue to throw the entire roster at me, I dare you, because I’m thriving off of it now, seeing you squirm in seats trying to figure out this Addisyn Starr problem.”
“Give me everything you have you chumps, I’m just going to keep putting asses into those seats until you are forced to recognize my greatness.”
“You’re not going to stop my Starr from shining.”
{We open our scene this evening with a shot of what looks to be a very extravagant bedroom. I’m talking silk sheets and just a ton of unnecessary extravagance in this huge almost small house sized room. We pan around taking in all the indulgence of this room’s owner until we get to the most important feature of the room… the bed, the namesake of the room afterall. We can see our heroine Addisyn Starr laying there on her back looking up at the ceiling with the sheet covering her chest as she just stares blankly into space. The back of a man lying beside her can be seen as well, but whoever this mystery individual is we can’t tell and he is obviously asleep. Addisyn looks over at him with a look of pure disgust before giving him a tiny poke on his shoulder. When he doesn’t respond she rolls out of bed and some creative camera angles conceal her nude body.}
Addisyn Starr: Asshole.
{Addisyn snarls at her recent, what’s the word? “Conquest” maybe?... Yeah let's just go with that. Anyway, Addisyn nearly burns a hole through the back of his head as she gets out of the bed as quietly as she can. She heads over to the what must be made of some crazy expensive mahogany dresser. Addisyn glances at all the pictures of the man’s family lining the dresser and doesn’t give any reaction to the picture of the brunette that clearly isn’t her in the pictures as she reaches and grabs the man’s wallet, laying next to his wedding ring, from off the dresser she rummages through it and pulls out a small stack of cash.}
Addisyn Starr: Yoink. Thank you, fuckface.
{Addisyn discards the wallet onto the floor before heading towards her pile of clothes. As she silently gets dressed without making a sound the camera pans over and quickly catches a glimpse of the man’s IWF top level staff security key card, but not long enough to catch a name or face. Addisyn is quickly covered and like a mouse heads out the door, a slim pillar of light from the hallway peaks into the room but it’s not long until we are bathed in the darkness of the night again and Addisyn is gone.}
“So Old dude… yeah, that’s what I’m calling you. I don’t care what you’re stupid name is, because it’s lame as shit.”
“Look, stop creeping on me. I need you to back up off me and give me some breathing room and the last thing I need is for you to become my official stalker, I already have like a dozen of those and adding the tattooed old creep to the mix, just might be too much even for me right now.”
“You are big, strong and scary… Yeah I get it, you’re tough however; you're also old, tired, and ugly beyond belief. And another thing, there is something else I need to tell you; come here and listen closely. I’m not scared of you, except for I think you’re a wink away from murder/suicide because I refuse to show you the affections you had made yourself believe I held for you. You can step off ok? Before this goes any further, I just want you to know right now, I don’t feel the same ways about you that you feel about me.”
“For one thing… you’re like a hundred years old or some shit. For another… you’ve had a few run ins with the ugly stick being smashes into your cranium I can clearly see that. I’m out of your league old man, I’m too good for you. I am, humbly speaking, the most beautiful woman on this roster, objectively speaking of course…. while you’re the weathered down troll living under the bridge. I’m the quickest rising starr in this company, I have all the potential in the world to take this company by storm and lead it into the future, while you’re just the crumbly old past.”
“I could make some jokes about you screaming at me to get off your lawn, or some other crap like that, but I won’t because I think you get the point now you wrinkly old croon. Leave this business to the rising attractive young guns like myself and hang up your boots and go live in your condo in Florida already, because this whole grandpa is creeping on me thing… I’ll be honest...”
“I’m not a fan.”
“So I guess I have something in common with the rest of the world.”
{The cold air of the night chills Addisyn as she walks out of the front door of the huge building that she has spent half the night in. She wraps her arms around herself to try and warm her up some as she heads towards the street and prepares to walk herself to somewhere where she can catch a taxi but to her surprise she sees the waiting red 1995 Ford Taurus of Steel O’Buffington sitting across the street. Understandably she cocks an eyebrow and stares at the car in disbelief.}
Addisyn Starr: Stee? Is that you?
{Steel O’Buffington who has fallen asleep leaning back in the driver’s seat jumps up and looks at the side window that Addisyn has made her way to and knocked on just now. Steel reaches across the car and opens the passenger side door and Addisyn peers in and laughs when she confirms that it really is her near seven foot giant in the tiny car afterall. Addisyn climbs into the passenger seat and looks around at the shabby old interiour and smiles.}
Addisyn Starr: I thought I recognized this piece of shit… **laughs**
Steel O’Buffington: Hey, this is a tribute to good old American engineering. Built like a tank.
Addisyn Starr: A shitty tank.
{Steel O’Buffington’s eyes thin to little slits as he glares at the gorgeous blonde sitting in his shitty car’s passenger seat. The look doesn’t last long as he just laughs and turns the key in the ignition instead to get some heat going in this tiny icebox of a car.}
Addisyn Starr: So… umm… are we just not going to talk about what you’re doing here?
Steel O’Buffington: Nope. Figured you’d need a ride is all.
Addisyn Starr: How did you know where I was?
Steel O’Buffington: I knew who you were with.
Addisyn Starr: Steel…
Steel O’Buffington: Addy. You don’t have to say anything or… give details or any of that.
Addisyn Starr: I know, but…
{Steel puts his hand over her mouth.}
Steel O’Buffington: I don’t want to know.
{O’Buffington removes his hand and looks at the smear of saliva that is now covering his palm. He look as Addisyn who giggles, obviously trying not to as that would be childish in her eyes, but she just can’t help it as Steel looks completely grossed out at this.}
Steel O’Buffington: Did you lick me?! Is there… do I wanna… Should I get some disinfectant for this hand now? Oh God, what have you done?
Addisyn Starr: HEY! No! You ass.
{Addisyn punches Steel in the upper arm, playfully… even though she did put all her strength behind it just to have Steel barely notice. O’Buffington smiles back at her before rubbing off her saliva on his Cheetah print seat covers.}
Steel O’Buffington: So… want me to take you to the hotel?
Addisyn Starr: Nah… you know that asshole didn’t even spring for a decent dinner so I’m still starving. How about we hit up some all night place and grab something to eat? It’s on him.
{Addisyn pulls out the wad of cash she took from her mystery partner’s wallet earlier and waves it in the air as Steel shifts the car into drive. Steel shakes his head as he laughs at his little thief of a friend before our scene fades to black again.}
“Demonica Bronco… haven’t you had enough already?”
“Didn’t I pummel you enough already? Just need to come back for some more huh?”
“You masked circus freak, why can’t you just you know… turn around and leave me alone? Are you taking advice from the old coot and wanting to creep on me too? I know I’m attractive but I’m just not that into some weirdo in a mask named Demonsauce Blacko. Seriously, I have more important things to do than put too much thought into you.”
“You’re an after thought here, you’re just somebody tacked onto the match because you had nothing better to do. So… I’m done with you. You’re not important, you’re special, you might be the most boring masked man in the history of wrestling. You couldn’t attract flies to your shit show.”
“This is brief because I simply have lost all interest in you after I smacked your ass around the ring once already. You did nothing to impress me there and I doubt you can whip anything out to impress me now and that includes whatever you’re hiding in those tights.
“So excuse me if it seems I’m overlooking you… but the name Damien Blitzo just doesn’t do it for me anymore.”
“So go out, work your ass off training and bettering yourself and if you somehow finally manage to git gud, then maybe we can talk… until then you’re just some circus folk in a mask flipping around for the enjoyment off all the yokels in the crowd who don’t know good wrestling if it came and slapped them on the ass.”
{The 1995 Ford Taurus amazingly is still driving at this point and hasn’t literally fallen apart as Steel makes his way down the dimly lit streets. He keeps his attention on the road ahead but out of the corner of his eye he can’t help but catch glimpses of Addisyn sitting in his seat staring out the window with a blank expression on her face. He has contemplated on saying something to her for the past few minutes but is struggling to find the right words to ask her what is on her mind. Finally he just blurts it out and says to hell with tact.}
Steel O’Buffington: What’s wrong?
Addisyn Starr: You don’t want to know the details… remember?
Steel O’Buffington: Yeah, I guess.
{Steel sighs as Addisyn continues to glare at the street outside the ratty old car. She however finally turns away from this sight and instead focuses on Steel driving instead. She smiles at him, a reaction that he can’t even see at the moment before she slides closer to him from her side of the car. She taps him gently on the shoulder, a gesture that confuses Steel as he briefly takes his eyes off the road to turn and look at her.}
Addisyn Starr: Hey Steel…
Steel O’Buffington: What’s wrong? You ok?
Addisyn Starr: I just wanted to say… I know I don’t say it enough but…
Steel O’Buffington: It’s cool… I didn’t mind waiting for you to make sure that you got back safe.
Addisyn Starr: I don’t mean that… I mean…
Steel O’Buffington: Don’t.
{Addisyn nods her head at Steel’s demands not to continue further with her conversation and instead of talking anymore she grabs his arm and lays her head on the side of his bicep as she wraps it up like a teddy bear.}
Addisyn Starr: Thank you Steel O’Buffington.
{Addisyn closes her eyes and smiles, comforting herself with the company of her friend. Steel continues staring at the road in front of him, refusing to look down at Addisyn, instead he silently mumbles to himself, barely audible but our camera’s manage to pick it up as she cracks a very small smile..}
Steel O’Buffington: That’s not my name…
{Fade to black.}
“JFK.”
“Who dragged you here and who do we have to thank for the fact we get to listen to your pathetic self once again?”
“You know for somebody who is constantly talking about how great and special they are, you sure don’t seem to make much of an impression. I’m not sure if that’s because you are ever only around for a cup of coffee before you bail or if it’s because you’re just not really that impressive or something but it’s kinda sad really.”
“You look at me for example and I talk about my greatness and my rising starr and about all the potential that I have in this business and I come out and I back it up. I don’t run and bury my head in the sand like you seem to with every loss. I build upon my mistakes and I work towards my goal of being the best female wrestler of all time and you… you disappear for months, even years on end.”
“So why are you here now? Did you just get bored playing housewife?”
“Did you get tired of being a bitch around the home and decided to be a bitch inside the ring instead? I mean seriously… that’s all I’ve ever seen from you.”
“Come on… talk to me about how much better you are than me because you married into money. Tell me about how great your life is and how wonderful the world has been to you. You’re so perfect and you’re so special and everything has just fallen in line around your perfection that is so bright and magnificent that it rivals even the sun in the sky… go ahead, tell me all of this because we all know goddamn well that you won’t do anything to prove it.”
“It’s nothing but empty words and big talk coming from a sad little man who watched his career pass him by as he spent most of his time on the sidelines talking about how great he was instead of proving it.”
“I guess not everybody can be me Karn, you just talk about greatness, I go out and I hunt it every week, trying to prove myself as the best every week. I don’t spew out dumb one liners and empty retorts about how wonderful I am without getting up, walking into that ring and then backing up every word that has come out of my mouth. You see to me, you’re way worse than a never-was or a has-been. You’re like somewhere in between… You’ve had some mild successes and it’s like that was your plateau you never rose higher, you never thrived to be better you just took those accomplishments and tried to ride them for the rest of your career.”
“You got complacent, you got comfortable where you were at and now just spend all our time telling us that these things are why you’re awesome. I don’t buy it, and I refuse to listen to it anymore. In this match, my goal isn’t to just win, isn’t just to beat you.. I have a side goal of trying to make you just go away again...”
“Excuse me, I mean go way faster… because we all know you’ll go away eventually, I just don’t want to wait for you to decide that you’re too good to be around again, I want to speed along the process that way I can get back on track to my climbing the ladder to IWF superstardom.”
“Look… all of you freaks… all of you pretenders in this match...”
“You’re just not on my level. You don’t have your names written in the walk of fame, you dont’ have the star power that I have. I am leading this company past outdated stars like Gib, JFK, Adam Knite, and The Ace.”
“I am the future! I am a woman making her way in a man’s world, breaking down barriers and tearing down walls. I am Addisyn Starr, I am the next best thing to come into IWF and there isn’t anything you can do to stop me, there isn’t anything you can do to help yourselves once you find yourself in my way. I am going to make it to the top of this company, I am going to be a champion and I will make you all respect me once and for all if it kills me….”
“Now just stand back and get out of my way because you’re going to be...”
“Starrstruck.”
"Addisyn Starr, the biggest name going in IWF right now. My merchandise is getting even more popular among fans who aren't just teenage girls. I'm starting to transcend the gender barrier, I'm starting to put asses into those seats like I promised. As I win more and more matches, as I defeat sniveling nobodies like Jack Gaither each and every week on my way to the top... my Starr only gets larger every time. I am better looking, I am a better wrestler, and I will do anything it takes to prove that and stay in that position. You won't go to the levels I will to secure my starr, you couldn't handle what it takes to be on my level in this business you don't have the guts to stomach it. I am going to be the best... I am going to be the shining starr of IWF... one way or another."
"I have proven that... with every single victim that has been put in front of me... without slowing down."
“Now... I have my first proper pay per view matchup and to my opponents, the new fresh batch of victims for me to tear through on my way to the summit of the IWF mountain... There is something I have to tell you”
“It’s like really super important, I swear.”
“You all kinda suck.”
"I mean like really suck..."
“I got some weird ass old dude who seems to really want my attention.. What a fucking creep. Some asshole wearing a mask that I already beat and then… **shivers** JFK. Ahhh puke, he’s the worst of you! I’d rather have a wrestling match against the guy who passes out free candy from the back of his windowless van than Karn. What did I do to deserve a situation like this? Huh?”
“I mean we all know that I am the current hot commodity of IWF, we all know that I’m the quickest rising star this company has ever seen and I’m going to be put in a situation like this? Wrestling a bunch of freaks escaped from the local circus instead of somebody you know… interesting. Then you look at I guess last week throwing two other competitors at me wasn’t enough to slow me down so they had to add somebody else to the mix. I’ve been featured in four matches for this company now and I’ve had a total of 37 opponents. You tell me anybody else who has had to go through that shit.”
“I can’t focus my attention or my training on my person, I have to take on the world apparently. Are you all that concerned with me tearing through your ranks? Are you really that petty that you don’t want to see me succeed and will throw everything including the kitchen sink at me? Fine. Do what you must, but let me make it clear… I’m just going to keep coming, if you manage to knock me down, make me bleed, and beat me to the brink of death… I’m still going to stand back up and ask for some more. I’ve tasted victory now, I’ve had my hand raised now… and I can’t get enough of that feeling… continue to throw the entire roster at me, I dare you, because I’m thriving off of it now, seeing you squirm in seats trying to figure out this Addisyn Starr problem.”
“Give me everything you have you chumps, I’m just going to keep putting asses into those seats until you are forced to recognize my greatness.”
“You’re not going to stop my Starr from shining.”
{We open our scene this evening with a shot of what looks to be a very extravagant bedroom. I’m talking silk sheets and just a ton of unnecessary extravagance in this huge almost small house sized room. We pan around taking in all the indulgence of this room’s owner until we get to the most important feature of the room… the bed, the namesake of the room afterall. We can see our heroine Addisyn Starr laying there on her back looking up at the ceiling with the sheet covering her chest as she just stares blankly into space. The back of a man lying beside her can be seen as well, but whoever this mystery individual is we can’t tell and he is obviously asleep. Addisyn looks over at him with a look of pure disgust before giving him a tiny poke on his shoulder. When he doesn’t respond she rolls out of bed and some creative camera angles conceal her nude body.}
Addisyn Starr: Asshole.
{Addisyn snarls at her recent, what’s the word? “Conquest” maybe?... Yeah let's just go with that. Anyway, Addisyn nearly burns a hole through the back of his head as she gets out of the bed as quietly as she can. She heads over to the what must be made of some crazy expensive mahogany dresser. Addisyn glances at all the pictures of the man’s family lining the dresser and doesn’t give any reaction to the picture of the brunette that clearly isn’t her in the pictures as she reaches and grabs the man’s wallet, laying next to his wedding ring, from off the dresser she rummages through it and pulls out a small stack of cash.}
Addisyn Starr: Yoink. Thank you, fuckface.
{Addisyn discards the wallet onto the floor before heading towards her pile of clothes. As she silently gets dressed without making a sound the camera pans over and quickly catches a glimpse of the man’s IWF top level staff security key card, but not long enough to catch a name or face. Addisyn is quickly covered and like a mouse heads out the door, a slim pillar of light from the hallway peaks into the room but it’s not long until we are bathed in the darkness of the night again and Addisyn is gone.}
“So Old dude… yeah, that’s what I’m calling you. I don’t care what you’re stupid name is, because it’s lame as shit.”
“Look, stop creeping on me. I need you to back up off me and give me some breathing room and the last thing I need is for you to become my official stalker, I already have like a dozen of those and adding the tattooed old creep to the mix, just might be too much even for me right now.”
“You are big, strong and scary… Yeah I get it, you’re tough however; you're also old, tired, and ugly beyond belief. And another thing, there is something else I need to tell you; come here and listen closely. I’m not scared of you, except for I think you’re a wink away from murder/suicide because I refuse to show you the affections you had made yourself believe I held for you. You can step off ok? Before this goes any further, I just want you to know right now, I don’t feel the same ways about you that you feel about me.”
“For one thing… you’re like a hundred years old or some shit. For another… you’ve had a few run ins with the ugly stick being smashes into your cranium I can clearly see that. I’m out of your league old man, I’m too good for you. I am, humbly speaking, the most beautiful woman on this roster, objectively speaking of course…. while you’re the weathered down troll living under the bridge. I’m the quickest rising starr in this company, I have all the potential in the world to take this company by storm and lead it into the future, while you’re just the crumbly old past.”
“I could make some jokes about you screaming at me to get off your lawn, or some other crap like that, but I won’t because I think you get the point now you wrinkly old croon. Leave this business to the rising attractive young guns like myself and hang up your boots and go live in your condo in Florida already, because this whole grandpa is creeping on me thing… I’ll be honest...”
“I’m not a fan.”
“So I guess I have something in common with the rest of the world.”
{The cold air of the night chills Addisyn as she walks out of the front door of the huge building that she has spent half the night in. She wraps her arms around herself to try and warm her up some as she heads towards the street and prepares to walk herself to somewhere where she can catch a taxi but to her surprise she sees the waiting red 1995 Ford Taurus of Steel O’Buffington sitting across the street. Understandably she cocks an eyebrow and stares at the car in disbelief.}
Addisyn Starr: Stee? Is that you?
{Steel O’Buffington who has fallen asleep leaning back in the driver’s seat jumps up and looks at the side window that Addisyn has made her way to and knocked on just now. Steel reaches across the car and opens the passenger side door and Addisyn peers in and laughs when she confirms that it really is her near seven foot giant in the tiny car afterall. Addisyn climbs into the passenger seat and looks around at the shabby old interiour and smiles.}
Addisyn Starr: I thought I recognized this piece of shit… **laughs**
Steel O’Buffington: Hey, this is a tribute to good old American engineering. Built like a tank.
Addisyn Starr: A shitty tank.
{Steel O’Buffington’s eyes thin to little slits as he glares at the gorgeous blonde sitting in his shitty car’s passenger seat. The look doesn’t last long as he just laughs and turns the key in the ignition instead to get some heat going in this tiny icebox of a car.}
Addisyn Starr: So… umm… are we just not going to talk about what you’re doing here?
Steel O’Buffington: Nope. Figured you’d need a ride is all.
Addisyn Starr: How did you know where I was?
Steel O’Buffington: I knew who you were with.
Addisyn Starr: Steel…
Steel O’Buffington: Addy. You don’t have to say anything or… give details or any of that.
Addisyn Starr: I know, but…
{Steel puts his hand over her mouth.}
Steel O’Buffington: I don’t want to know.
{O’Buffington removes his hand and looks at the smear of saliva that is now covering his palm. He look as Addisyn who giggles, obviously trying not to as that would be childish in her eyes, but she just can’t help it as Steel looks completely grossed out at this.}
Steel O’Buffington: Did you lick me?! Is there… do I wanna… Should I get some disinfectant for this hand now? Oh God, what have you done?
Addisyn Starr: HEY! No! You ass.
{Addisyn punches Steel in the upper arm, playfully… even though she did put all her strength behind it just to have Steel barely notice. O’Buffington smiles back at her before rubbing off her saliva on his Cheetah print seat covers.}
Steel O’Buffington: So… want me to take you to the hotel?
Addisyn Starr: Nah… you know that asshole didn’t even spring for a decent dinner so I’m still starving. How about we hit up some all night place and grab something to eat? It’s on him.
{Addisyn pulls out the wad of cash she took from her mystery partner’s wallet earlier and waves it in the air as Steel shifts the car into drive. Steel shakes his head as he laughs at his little thief of a friend before our scene fades to black again.}
“Demonica Bronco… haven’t you had enough already?”
“Didn’t I pummel you enough already? Just need to come back for some more huh?”
“You masked circus freak, why can’t you just you know… turn around and leave me alone? Are you taking advice from the old coot and wanting to creep on me too? I know I’m attractive but I’m just not that into some weirdo in a mask named Demonsauce Blacko. Seriously, I have more important things to do than put too much thought into you.”
“You’re an after thought here, you’re just somebody tacked onto the match because you had nothing better to do. So… I’m done with you. You’re not important, you’re special, you might be the most boring masked man in the history of wrestling. You couldn’t attract flies to your shit show.”
“This is brief because I simply have lost all interest in you after I smacked your ass around the ring once already. You did nothing to impress me there and I doubt you can whip anything out to impress me now and that includes whatever you’re hiding in those tights.
“So excuse me if it seems I’m overlooking you… but the name Damien Blitzo just doesn’t do it for me anymore.”
“So go out, work your ass off training and bettering yourself and if you somehow finally manage to git gud, then maybe we can talk… until then you’re just some circus folk in a mask flipping around for the enjoyment off all the yokels in the crowd who don’t know good wrestling if it came and slapped them on the ass.”
{The 1995 Ford Taurus amazingly is still driving at this point and hasn’t literally fallen apart as Steel makes his way down the dimly lit streets. He keeps his attention on the road ahead but out of the corner of his eye he can’t help but catch glimpses of Addisyn sitting in his seat staring out the window with a blank expression on her face. He has contemplated on saying something to her for the past few minutes but is struggling to find the right words to ask her what is on her mind. Finally he just blurts it out and says to hell with tact.}
Steel O’Buffington: What’s wrong?
Addisyn Starr: You don’t want to know the details… remember?
Steel O’Buffington: Yeah, I guess.
{Steel sighs as Addisyn continues to glare at the street outside the ratty old car. She however finally turns away from this sight and instead focuses on Steel driving instead. She smiles at him, a reaction that he can’t even see at the moment before she slides closer to him from her side of the car. She taps him gently on the shoulder, a gesture that confuses Steel as he briefly takes his eyes off the road to turn and look at her.}
Addisyn Starr: Hey Steel…
Steel O’Buffington: What’s wrong? You ok?
Addisyn Starr: I just wanted to say… I know I don’t say it enough but…
Steel O’Buffington: It’s cool… I didn’t mind waiting for you to make sure that you got back safe.
Addisyn Starr: I don’t mean that… I mean…
Steel O’Buffington: Don’t.
{Addisyn nods her head at Steel’s demands not to continue further with her conversation and instead of talking anymore she grabs his arm and lays her head on the side of his bicep as she wraps it up like a teddy bear.}
Addisyn Starr: Thank you Steel O’Buffington.
{Addisyn closes her eyes and smiles, comforting herself with the company of her friend. Steel continues staring at the road in front of him, refusing to look down at Addisyn, instead he silently mumbles to himself, barely audible but our camera’s manage to pick it up as she cracks a very small smile..}
Steel O’Buffington: That’s not my name…
{Fade to black.}
“JFK.”
“Who dragged you here and who do we have to thank for the fact we get to listen to your pathetic self once again?”
“You know for somebody who is constantly talking about how great and special they are, you sure don’t seem to make much of an impression. I’m not sure if that’s because you are ever only around for a cup of coffee before you bail or if it’s because you’re just not really that impressive or something but it’s kinda sad really.”
“You look at me for example and I talk about my greatness and my rising starr and about all the potential that I have in this business and I come out and I back it up. I don’t run and bury my head in the sand like you seem to with every loss. I build upon my mistakes and I work towards my goal of being the best female wrestler of all time and you… you disappear for months, even years on end.”
“So why are you here now? Did you just get bored playing housewife?”
“Did you get tired of being a bitch around the home and decided to be a bitch inside the ring instead? I mean seriously… that’s all I’ve ever seen from you.”
“Come on… talk to me about how much better you are than me because you married into money. Tell me about how great your life is and how wonderful the world has been to you. You’re so perfect and you’re so special and everything has just fallen in line around your perfection that is so bright and magnificent that it rivals even the sun in the sky… go ahead, tell me all of this because we all know goddamn well that you won’t do anything to prove it.”
“It’s nothing but empty words and big talk coming from a sad little man who watched his career pass him by as he spent most of his time on the sidelines talking about how great he was instead of proving it.”
“I guess not everybody can be me Karn, you just talk about greatness, I go out and I hunt it every week, trying to prove myself as the best every week. I don’t spew out dumb one liners and empty retorts about how wonderful I am without getting up, walking into that ring and then backing up every word that has come out of my mouth. You see to me, you’re way worse than a never-was or a has-been. You’re like somewhere in between… You’ve had some mild successes and it’s like that was your plateau you never rose higher, you never thrived to be better you just took those accomplishments and tried to ride them for the rest of your career.”
“You got complacent, you got comfortable where you were at and now just spend all our time telling us that these things are why you’re awesome. I don’t buy it, and I refuse to listen to it anymore. In this match, my goal isn’t to just win, isn’t just to beat you.. I have a side goal of trying to make you just go away again...”
“Excuse me, I mean go way faster… because we all know you’ll go away eventually, I just don’t want to wait for you to decide that you’re too good to be around again, I want to speed along the process that way I can get back on track to my climbing the ladder to IWF superstardom.”
“Look… all of you freaks… all of you pretenders in this match...”
“You’re just not on my level. You don’t have your names written in the walk of fame, you dont’ have the star power that I have. I am leading this company past outdated stars like Gib, JFK, Adam Knite, and The Ace.”
“I am the future! I am a woman making her way in a man’s world, breaking down barriers and tearing down walls. I am Addisyn Starr, I am the next best thing to come into IWF and there isn’t anything you can do to stop me, there isn’t anything you can do to help yourselves once you find yourself in my way. I am going to make it to the top of this company, I am going to be a champion and I will make you all respect me once and for all if it kills me….”
“Now just stand back and get out of my way because you’re going to be...”
“Starrstruck.”
Well howdy there pardner.