Post by ZELDA on Aug 1, 2016 1:42:36 GMT
Are you finally happy Ryan now that I asked you, purdy please, for a title shot?
Speaking of which, it’s pretty sad that somebody of my caliber had to go begging for a match, just so some nobody like yourself would legitimize my claim for the belt. Don’t all of you see how subjugated us female wrestlers are in this business?! I had to get on my knees and beg for a shot at a title.. a shot that I have clearly earned in my time in IWF, a shot that I have clearly worked towards since I walked through those doors. I am one of the highest merchandise sellers in the company… my matches draw the best numbers, and I am the hottest subject on the fan’s lips… and I had to BEG to get my proper recognition. It’s things like that, that I am fighting against. I will break down those walls and get the girls like me the true recognition that we deserve.
So people like you Ryan will quit looking down at us like we are just objects.
We all know you are fighting yourself to keep your hands off this perfectly shaped and toned body of mine, we all know you want to get those stubby little fingers on this. Trying your hardest not to touch me every week, trying not to just take a little feel, fighting those urges. I can see the way you look at me, I can see the yearning in your eyes… the look on your face like you just want to tear into me like a Christmas present, but the times of you avoiding me are over. The whole doing your damndest not to touch me so that you won’t give into your animal urges is finally over because now you and I will be locked in that cage together and there is no escaping this time, no running away this time by saying that I need to make a formal request.
Everybody knows damn well that I am deserving of this position, you know that this shot is something that should have been given to me long before now and yet you still want to try and hold me down, but as a strong female I am willing to accept the brief embarrassment of having to grovel for a title shot and am willing to play by this man’s world rules just once more, before I take your precious “Man of Steel” joke of a belt and turn it into the Woman of Steel and give it the true honor that it deserves.
It’s funny because you openly gave that sorry sack of an old timer JFK a shot and all he did was call you out on social media. You didn’t say a thing about him not earning that position. You just handed it to him, yet somebody like myself who has demolished everybody who has stood in her way you make treat you like a king before you will openly recognize her claim at the belt. It’s said that I had to beg for scraps, like some animal just because you’re pride wouldn’t let you admit that a woman was on your level.
Sad really.
But I’m not going to let that bother me, because I know what I can do. I know what I am capable of and your chauvinistic pig attitude isn’t going to get me down, because I know whenever the match is over and you’re laying in the center of the cage with me standing over you with my arm raised… knowing that I, a small and frail little girl, have taken your precious title… that will be my payback, that will be enough for me to smile at all the hardships that all of us women have had to put up with in this business.
I mean, just look at the title itself. “man” of steel… not person of steel or something that more reflects how we women can accomplish anything you men can, no it says “man”, but that’s ok. That is all going to change soon, all of this holding me down, trying to make me beg for shots, just in general not recognizing what I am bringing to this company… that is going to be turned onto its head because I am going to take the man chasing the record for longest Man of Steel title reign and make him tap out like a little bitch, or maybe I’ll just cave his face in and knock his ass out. Either way…
My Starr will shine and his is going to come crashing down to earth like meteorite.
All of your efforts to keep me down and to shut me up are finally going to blow up in your faces. IWF has done nothing but try and limit my exposure since I arrived and even tried to shove me into that silly women’s tournament… but I am finally getting that opportunity to shut all my doubters up, all the people who said that women can’t compete with the men, all the people who said I was too small, who said that I wasn’t big enough to fight a man every week will finally be served up their big helping of crow… and I am going to laugh my way all the way to the bank as I cash another big fat royalty check.
I have come too far now to waste this opportunity Ryan.
Don’t think for a second that I am not going to give this everything I have just because you had me begging you for this. Don’t think that bothers me at all, I am used to pulling myself from the bottom and clawing my way back to the top. My entire career I’ve been at he bottom rung, my entire life I have been at the end of the master’s table begging for scraps of food… this is my time to finally shine for all the world to see, my time to be at the top of that mountain. People like you, pathetic paper champions who refuse to take on any real competitors… it’s time for your reigns to end and for those like I to stand up and take our place on that pedestal… and bring some prestige and frankly some extra style back to those belts.
Fight it. Scream and complain about it all you want, but nothing is stopping me now, I have come this far and I won’t be slowed down now. I was a completely obscure forgettable competitor in NCW and every stop I have ever been… I was nothing, I never won a match and now I am here in IWF about to fight for the Man of Steel championship… about to rename it for all women everywhere… you think you are going to get in my way of accomplishing that?
You have two choices… get out of the way or stand there and be STARRSTRUCK.
Either way; I am walking away with the gold.
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The scene opens as we see Steel O’Buffington leaving the hotel room of Addisyn Starr early in the morning, silently closing the door behind him as if not to disturb anybody inside the room. He looks at the door and cocks a half smile at the wooden barrier between him and her before turning around and heading downstairs of the hotel. As Steel walks off screen we can then see David Conrad standing down the hall staring intently at the scene in front of him, cocking his to the side, he glares in confusion at it all as he mumbles to himself. With this we fade out for a bit as we Conrad is left wondering just what has happened here, much like all of us were left last week. See, he’s supposed to symbolize all of the viewers from the past week, it all ties together, right?
***SOME TIME LATER***
When we come back Steel O’Buffington has a small thing of fresh flowers in one hand and two white food containers, whistling, as he pushes the door to Addisyn’s room open with his shoulder. After stepping through however, he’s greeted by the balding head of David Conrad inn his line of vision instead of the lovely Addisyn Starr. Steel stops in his tracks and with a confused look on his face stares at Conrad who stands up from the chair that he was sitting in to approach Steel.
DAVID CONRAD: What exactly happened here last night? Why did I see you leaving this room this morning and how come you’re back with what appears to be a romantic breakfast.
STEEL O’BUFFINGTON: It’s none of your business.
DAVID CONRAD: So let me ask you something real quick… are you out of your mind?
STEEL O’BUFFINGTON: What do you want David? Where’s Addisyn?
DAVID CONRAD: Oh it seems she got one of her “special calls” while you were out. I mean, you do realize what type of person she is right? If I were you I wouldn’t by trying to get involved with her any further, and if you have already gone that far… I would say you should probably double wrap “it”.
STEEL O’BUFFINGTON: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Conrad makes his way over to O’Buffington where he grabs the small bundle of fresh flowers from his hand. He takes them raises them up to his face and waves them under O’Buffington’s nose, while his face is turning red.
DAVID CONRAD: Don’t know what I’m talking about!? You giant bumbling oaf, you big stupid ignoramus, do you not understand what I’m trying to tell you here?! You are a pawn in this game, you are her muscle you are not supposed to be developing actual feelings for her because I can promise you that she has none for you!
STEEL O’BUFFINGTON: What do you know?
DAVID CONRAD: Do you not understand the arrangement we have going here? Like I just asked you… do you not understand what type of person Addisyn is? You need to quit being so naive. When I found her she was just poor white trash from a trailer park trying to make it in Hollywood because she had nothing to offer but her good looks…. Which she has been offering up to a lot of people to just get into this position, just to get us where we are now.
STEEL O’BUFFINGTON: Stop talking about her like that!
SB’s face is bright red as she steps towards Conrad as if he’s about to deck him right in the face. O’Buffington starts taking deep breaths as he tries not to rip this small, balding, fat man’s head off, but Conrad just snears back at the mountain of muscle that is in front of him threatening him. Conrad pats O’Buffington on the shoulder almost like he’s telling him he did a good job.
DAVID CONRAD: We both know that you could break my fat ass in half, you don’t have to try and intimidate me… you’re scary enough. I’m just looking out for you, her, and myself. We have a good thing going here and in order to make that work we all have to be on the same page and right now you don’t look like you’re on that page. If you have any kinds of feelings towards her, you need to drop them fast. You are her way to stardom, her way to be famous and finally move out of that trailer park, she keeps you close because you can offer her something other than a night of excitement… if, s,aas,asasasas sa m sas mam mn that’s all you want from her, that’s fine, I have no issues with it as long as you two are just having a good time but the nanosecond that this goes south and starts effecting my bank account… I will start having issues with it, and I may not be able to tackle you down physically I can do a lot to make both of your lives a living hell.
STEEL O’BUFFINGTON: You don’t know anything about us… you don’t know everything.
DAVID CONRAD: I know enough… like where she’s at right now at 11:00 am, when you were out picking daisies and buying pancakes she was dolling up to go **bleep** one of her connections, because what she cares about… isn’t you, it’s being on top, being famous and making a lot of money. You are only here to help her accomplish that and I need you to understand that… You can not be clouded and delusional with feelings towards her, we need you focused on destroying people like Ryan Shane. I am looking out for what is best for all of us, are we clear here?
STEEL O’BUFFINGTON: **sigh** perfectly.
We begin to fade out as Steel places the white food containers on the table in the center of the room and heads back towards his hotel room. Conrad takes the flowers and shoves them in the trash, however the fading stops when just a few moments later the door to the hotel room opens again and Addisyn wearing a pink sports bra and some workout pants comes bounding into the room with sweat pouring from her face. Conrad grabs one of the white containers and extends it towards Starr as we are back into the action.
ADDISYN STARR: Hey David, did Steel ever come back? It’s weird that he just disappeared this morning… what’s that?
DAVID CONRAD: I picked you up some breakfast while you were getting your run in.
ADDISYN STARR: Wow, really? Thanks a lot, I’m starving.
We fade to black. David Conrad… that son of a bitch.
- - - - -
PRIVATE MESSAGE TO RYAN SHANE.
FROM ADDISYN STARR
Look Ryan, I know you are probably not very happy at me right now. I don’t blame you, but you don’t understand how important this is to me. I said some things, I did some things, I mocked you and openly challenged your man hood, but I have a proposition for you.
I am pretty confident that Steel can tear you apart in that ring, but I am not the sort of person to leave anything to chance, or to not have a backup plan in place. You’re pretty cute and well we both know you have the hots for me, it’s written all over your face and the way you stumble over your words around me, it’s not secret. Nobody can blame you, I mean just look at me… but that’s not the point.
All you have to do is make sure that when you get knocked down, you don’t try so hard to get back up just this one time. You will save yourself any further beating from Steel, who has no idea about this by the way, and I will give you anything you want and I mean absolutely anything. Nobody would think any less of you, nobody would ever know! I promise I will make it where you’ll never regret losing that Man of Steel title and I can be discreet about it too.… unless of course you don’t want me to be.
It doesn’t even have to be a one time thing...
That’s just a little incentive… that could be all yours, and all you have to do is save your own skin in the ring against Steel. I’m not a genius but that sounds like a win/win to me… but it’s up to you. Have the time of your life… whenever you want or get your head smashed in by my monster for longer than you have to… your choice.
- - - - -
We fade back in for another scene about a week or so later where Addisyn is in her dressing room. The lights are down low as Addisyn sits there uncharacteristicly silent, checking her phone for a reply from Ryan Shane. Addisyn looks at Steel O’Buffington who is sitting across the room in a steel chair like a gargoyle standing guard over Addisyn. She takes a deep breath, closes her eyes and then opens them again… trying to do anything to calm her nerves that are going crazy right now. She again looks at Steel and decides to break this sience since there is still a few hours before the show even begins.
ADDISYN STARR: So… are you ready for this?
Steel doesn’t say a word, in fact he barely even looks her direction instead he just nods his head in response. She sighs and turns back towards her wall before slouching back in her locker putting her arms behind her head, now looking up at the ceiling.
ADDISYN STARR: You’ve been acting really strange this week. Is there something wrong with you?
Silence.
ADDISYN STARR: Whatever. I will just talk anyway… I can barely believe that we finally made it here. It feels like yesterday you were saving me from myself at that bar and now I am finally here. I am finally going to be in the ring with a shot at a major title on the line. I can finally have my shot at greatness, at being remembered for being more than just some jobber in NCW. Finally… thanks to you.
STEEL O’BUFFINGTON: Yeap, and that’s all that matters to me... your fame and glory.
Addisyn leans up out of her locker and heads over to the light switch that she flips on, she looks at her mountain of muscle and lifts her arms out to the side in disbelief. Steel doesn’t react at all while this is going on, other than to shield his eyes from the blinding light for a brief second.
ADDISYN STARR: Ok, that’s it. What the fuck is going on with you!? It’s like you’re walking on eggshells around me lately. It’s strange, they say that a friendship is supposed to get strange AFTER having sex! Jeezus Christ, biggest day of my life and now I have to worry about if my muscle’s heart is in this anymore because he is sulking around me for a week! Goddammit I don’t need to worry about this at a time like now!
Steel looks at Addisyn in deep thought, something she has said has obviously grabbed his attention and has him thinking when suddenly there is a knock on the door before it swings open and a young stage hand peeks into the room. Addisyn looks around the door at him confused at his presence.
IWF CREW MEMBER: Miss Starr, they asked me if you wanted some air time to say some final words before your match tonight.
ADDISYN STARR: Yeah, yeah I have something to say…. But… how about just this once, we let Steel handle it.
STEEL O’BUFFINGTON: Are you sure?
ADDISYN STARR: Yes… of course I am. Knock ‘em dead.
Addisyn smiles at Steel before pushing him in the back, shoving him out the door. Addisyn shuts the door behind him and throws the lock on real quick before heading back to her phone to continue to check her messages.
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I don’t say much, but that’s usually because I don’t have to.
Right now, I want to make something clear to Ryan Shane though; I take my job as Addisyn’s bodyguard seriously. After all she’s done to you, you must have some ideas of revenge inside that head of yours, but lets get this out in the open. If you do anything to her, if you even look at her cross…
I will **bleep**ing end you... or my name isn’t Steel O’Buffington.
Speaking of which, it’s pretty sad that somebody of my caliber had to go begging for a match, just so some nobody like yourself would legitimize my claim for the belt. Don’t all of you see how subjugated us female wrestlers are in this business?! I had to get on my knees and beg for a shot at a title.. a shot that I have clearly earned in my time in IWF, a shot that I have clearly worked towards since I walked through those doors. I am one of the highest merchandise sellers in the company… my matches draw the best numbers, and I am the hottest subject on the fan’s lips… and I had to BEG to get my proper recognition. It’s things like that, that I am fighting against. I will break down those walls and get the girls like me the true recognition that we deserve.
So people like you Ryan will quit looking down at us like we are just objects.
We all know you are fighting yourself to keep your hands off this perfectly shaped and toned body of mine, we all know you want to get those stubby little fingers on this. Trying your hardest not to touch me every week, trying not to just take a little feel, fighting those urges. I can see the way you look at me, I can see the yearning in your eyes… the look on your face like you just want to tear into me like a Christmas present, but the times of you avoiding me are over. The whole doing your damndest not to touch me so that you won’t give into your animal urges is finally over because now you and I will be locked in that cage together and there is no escaping this time, no running away this time by saying that I need to make a formal request.
Everybody knows damn well that I am deserving of this position, you know that this shot is something that should have been given to me long before now and yet you still want to try and hold me down, but as a strong female I am willing to accept the brief embarrassment of having to grovel for a title shot and am willing to play by this man’s world rules just once more, before I take your precious “Man of Steel” joke of a belt and turn it into the Woman of Steel and give it the true honor that it deserves.
It’s funny because you openly gave that sorry sack of an old timer JFK a shot and all he did was call you out on social media. You didn’t say a thing about him not earning that position. You just handed it to him, yet somebody like myself who has demolished everybody who has stood in her way you make treat you like a king before you will openly recognize her claim at the belt. It’s said that I had to beg for scraps, like some animal just because you’re pride wouldn’t let you admit that a woman was on your level.
Sad really.
But I’m not going to let that bother me, because I know what I can do. I know what I am capable of and your chauvinistic pig attitude isn’t going to get me down, because I know whenever the match is over and you’re laying in the center of the cage with me standing over you with my arm raised… knowing that I, a small and frail little girl, have taken your precious title… that will be my payback, that will be enough for me to smile at all the hardships that all of us women have had to put up with in this business.
I mean, just look at the title itself. “man” of steel… not person of steel or something that more reflects how we women can accomplish anything you men can, no it says “man”, but that’s ok. That is all going to change soon, all of this holding me down, trying to make me beg for shots, just in general not recognizing what I am bringing to this company… that is going to be turned onto its head because I am going to take the man chasing the record for longest Man of Steel title reign and make him tap out like a little bitch, or maybe I’ll just cave his face in and knock his ass out. Either way…
My Starr will shine and his is going to come crashing down to earth like meteorite.
All of your efforts to keep me down and to shut me up are finally going to blow up in your faces. IWF has done nothing but try and limit my exposure since I arrived and even tried to shove me into that silly women’s tournament… but I am finally getting that opportunity to shut all my doubters up, all the people who said that women can’t compete with the men, all the people who said I was too small, who said that I wasn’t big enough to fight a man every week will finally be served up their big helping of crow… and I am going to laugh my way all the way to the bank as I cash another big fat royalty check.
I have come too far now to waste this opportunity Ryan.
Don’t think for a second that I am not going to give this everything I have just because you had me begging you for this. Don’t think that bothers me at all, I am used to pulling myself from the bottom and clawing my way back to the top. My entire career I’ve been at he bottom rung, my entire life I have been at the end of the master’s table begging for scraps of food… this is my time to finally shine for all the world to see, my time to be at the top of that mountain. People like you, pathetic paper champions who refuse to take on any real competitors… it’s time for your reigns to end and for those like I to stand up and take our place on that pedestal… and bring some prestige and frankly some extra style back to those belts.
Fight it. Scream and complain about it all you want, but nothing is stopping me now, I have come this far and I won’t be slowed down now. I was a completely obscure forgettable competitor in NCW and every stop I have ever been… I was nothing, I never won a match and now I am here in IWF about to fight for the Man of Steel championship… about to rename it for all women everywhere… you think you are going to get in my way of accomplishing that?
You have two choices… get out of the way or stand there and be STARRSTRUCK.
Either way; I am walking away with the gold.
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The scene opens as we see Steel O’Buffington leaving the hotel room of Addisyn Starr early in the morning, silently closing the door behind him as if not to disturb anybody inside the room. He looks at the door and cocks a half smile at the wooden barrier between him and her before turning around and heading downstairs of the hotel. As Steel walks off screen we can then see David Conrad standing down the hall staring intently at the scene in front of him, cocking his to the side, he glares in confusion at it all as he mumbles to himself. With this we fade out for a bit as we Conrad is left wondering just what has happened here, much like all of us were left last week. See, he’s supposed to symbolize all of the viewers from the past week, it all ties together, right?
***SOME TIME LATER***
When we come back Steel O’Buffington has a small thing of fresh flowers in one hand and two white food containers, whistling, as he pushes the door to Addisyn’s room open with his shoulder. After stepping through however, he’s greeted by the balding head of David Conrad inn his line of vision instead of the lovely Addisyn Starr. Steel stops in his tracks and with a confused look on his face stares at Conrad who stands up from the chair that he was sitting in to approach Steel.
DAVID CONRAD: What exactly happened here last night? Why did I see you leaving this room this morning and how come you’re back with what appears to be a romantic breakfast.
STEEL O’BUFFINGTON: It’s none of your business.
DAVID CONRAD: So let me ask you something real quick… are you out of your mind?
STEEL O’BUFFINGTON: What do you want David? Where’s Addisyn?
DAVID CONRAD: Oh it seems she got one of her “special calls” while you were out. I mean, you do realize what type of person she is right? If I were you I wouldn’t by trying to get involved with her any further, and if you have already gone that far… I would say you should probably double wrap “it”.
STEEL O’BUFFINGTON: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Conrad makes his way over to O’Buffington where he grabs the small bundle of fresh flowers from his hand. He takes them raises them up to his face and waves them under O’Buffington’s nose, while his face is turning red.
DAVID CONRAD: Don’t know what I’m talking about!? You giant bumbling oaf, you big stupid ignoramus, do you not understand what I’m trying to tell you here?! You are a pawn in this game, you are her muscle you are not supposed to be developing actual feelings for her because I can promise you that she has none for you!
STEEL O’BUFFINGTON: What do you know?
DAVID CONRAD: Do you not understand the arrangement we have going here? Like I just asked you… do you not understand what type of person Addisyn is? You need to quit being so naive. When I found her she was just poor white trash from a trailer park trying to make it in Hollywood because she had nothing to offer but her good looks…. Which she has been offering up to a lot of people to just get into this position, just to get us where we are now.
STEEL O’BUFFINGTON: Stop talking about her like that!
SB’s face is bright red as she steps towards Conrad as if he’s about to deck him right in the face. O’Buffington starts taking deep breaths as he tries not to rip this small, balding, fat man’s head off, but Conrad just snears back at the mountain of muscle that is in front of him threatening him. Conrad pats O’Buffington on the shoulder almost like he’s telling him he did a good job.
DAVID CONRAD: We both know that you could break my fat ass in half, you don’t have to try and intimidate me… you’re scary enough. I’m just looking out for you, her, and myself. We have a good thing going here and in order to make that work we all have to be on the same page and right now you don’t look like you’re on that page. If you have any kinds of feelings towards her, you need to drop them fast. You are her way to stardom, her way to be famous and finally move out of that trailer park, she keeps you close because you can offer her something other than a night of excitement… if, s,aas,asasasas sa m sas mam mn that’s all you want from her, that’s fine, I have no issues with it as long as you two are just having a good time but the nanosecond that this goes south and starts effecting my bank account… I will start having issues with it, and I may not be able to tackle you down physically I can do a lot to make both of your lives a living hell.
STEEL O’BUFFINGTON: You don’t know anything about us… you don’t know everything.
DAVID CONRAD: I know enough… like where she’s at right now at 11:00 am, when you were out picking daisies and buying pancakes she was dolling up to go **bleep** one of her connections, because what she cares about… isn’t you, it’s being on top, being famous and making a lot of money. You are only here to help her accomplish that and I need you to understand that… You can not be clouded and delusional with feelings towards her, we need you focused on destroying people like Ryan Shane. I am looking out for what is best for all of us, are we clear here?
STEEL O’BUFFINGTON: **sigh** perfectly.
We begin to fade out as Steel places the white food containers on the table in the center of the room and heads back towards his hotel room. Conrad takes the flowers and shoves them in the trash, however the fading stops when just a few moments later the door to the hotel room opens again and Addisyn wearing a pink sports bra and some workout pants comes bounding into the room with sweat pouring from her face. Conrad grabs one of the white containers and extends it towards Starr as we are back into the action.
ADDISYN STARR: Hey David, did Steel ever come back? It’s weird that he just disappeared this morning… what’s that?
DAVID CONRAD: I picked you up some breakfast while you were getting your run in.
ADDISYN STARR: Wow, really? Thanks a lot, I’m starving.
We fade to black. David Conrad… that son of a bitch.
- - - - -
PRIVATE MESSAGE TO RYAN SHANE.
FROM ADDISYN STARR
Look Ryan, I know you are probably not very happy at me right now. I don’t blame you, but you don’t understand how important this is to me. I said some things, I did some things, I mocked you and openly challenged your man hood, but I have a proposition for you.
I am pretty confident that Steel can tear you apart in that ring, but I am not the sort of person to leave anything to chance, or to not have a backup plan in place. You’re pretty cute and well we both know you have the hots for me, it’s written all over your face and the way you stumble over your words around me, it’s not secret. Nobody can blame you, I mean just look at me… but that’s not the point.
All you have to do is make sure that when you get knocked down, you don’t try so hard to get back up just this one time. You will save yourself any further beating from Steel, who has no idea about this by the way, and I will give you anything you want and I mean absolutely anything. Nobody would think any less of you, nobody would ever know! I promise I will make it where you’ll never regret losing that Man of Steel title and I can be discreet about it too.… unless of course you don’t want me to be.
It doesn’t even have to be a one time thing...That’s just a little incentive… that could be all yours, and all you have to do is save your own skin in the ring against Steel. I’m not a genius but that sounds like a win/win to me… but it’s up to you. Have the time of your life… whenever you want or get your head smashed in by my monster for longer than you have to… your choice.
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We fade back in for another scene about a week or so later where Addisyn is in her dressing room. The lights are down low as Addisyn sits there uncharacteristicly silent, checking her phone for a reply from Ryan Shane. Addisyn looks at Steel O’Buffington who is sitting across the room in a steel chair like a gargoyle standing guard over Addisyn. She takes a deep breath, closes her eyes and then opens them again… trying to do anything to calm her nerves that are going crazy right now. She again looks at Steel and decides to break this sience since there is still a few hours before the show even begins.
ADDISYN STARR: So… are you ready for this?
Steel doesn’t say a word, in fact he barely even looks her direction instead he just nods his head in response. She sighs and turns back towards her wall before slouching back in her locker putting her arms behind her head, now looking up at the ceiling.
ADDISYN STARR: You’ve been acting really strange this week. Is there something wrong with you?
Silence.
ADDISYN STARR: Whatever. I will just talk anyway… I can barely believe that we finally made it here. It feels like yesterday you were saving me from myself at that bar and now I am finally here. I am finally going to be in the ring with a shot at a major title on the line. I can finally have my shot at greatness, at being remembered for being more than just some jobber in NCW. Finally… thanks to you.
STEEL O’BUFFINGTON: Yeap, and that’s all that matters to me... your fame and glory.
Addisyn leans up out of her locker and heads over to the light switch that she flips on, she looks at her mountain of muscle and lifts her arms out to the side in disbelief. Steel doesn’t react at all while this is going on, other than to shield his eyes from the blinding light for a brief second.
ADDISYN STARR: Ok, that’s it. What the fuck is going on with you!? It’s like you’re walking on eggshells around me lately. It’s strange, they say that a friendship is supposed to get strange AFTER having sex! Jeezus Christ, biggest day of my life and now I have to worry about if my muscle’s heart is in this anymore because he is sulking around me for a week! Goddammit I don’t need to worry about this at a time like now!
Steel looks at Addisyn in deep thought, something she has said has obviously grabbed his attention and has him thinking when suddenly there is a knock on the door before it swings open and a young stage hand peeks into the room. Addisyn looks around the door at him confused at his presence.
IWF CREW MEMBER: Miss Starr, they asked me if you wanted some air time to say some final words before your match tonight.
ADDISYN STARR: Yeah, yeah I have something to say…. But… how about just this once, we let Steel handle it.
STEEL O’BUFFINGTON: Are you sure?
ADDISYN STARR: Yes… of course I am. Knock ‘em dead.
Addisyn smiles at Steel before pushing him in the back, shoving him out the door. Addisyn shuts the door behind him and throws the lock on real quick before heading back to her phone to continue to check her messages.
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I don’t say much, but that’s usually because I don’t have to.
Right now, I want to make something clear to Ryan Shane though; I take my job as Addisyn’s bodyguard seriously. After all she’s done to you, you must have some ideas of revenge inside that head of yours, but lets get this out in the open. If you do anything to her, if you even look at her cross…
I will **bleep**ing end you... or my name isn’t Steel O’Buffington.
Well howdy there pardner.