Post by Riley Gordon on Jan 10, 2017 4:15:22 GMT
{ We find Fiona McFly waiting outside the front entrance of the O'Connell Center, waiting for a cab to take her to the airport. It is at that moment in time when IWF's Tiffany Jones spots her from afar and quickly runs into the picture.
Tiffany Jones: Fiona? I've got some questions for you...if you don't mind, that is.
Fiona McFly: Sure thing lovely. I'm all ears--just awaiting my cab.
Tiffany Jones: Earlier tonight, you ruined Paige Garcia's Diamonds championship celebration by having some sort of green slime dunked on her and her sister! I just...I just wanna know what's going on?!
{ Fiona couldn't help but chuckle with great delight, smiling from ear to ear as she checks the time on her iPhone 7, thinking about the buckets of "Ghostbusters"-style green slime that fell onto the Garcia Twins. }
Fiona McFly: It's simple foreplay if ya ask me, lovely. Somebody has the courage to make a l'il noise, and the Garcias pass it off is nothing more than a mere instance of taking the piss. We ALL know, that as a matter of fact, Paige and Sara have always thought of themselves as living in a small, idyllic universe, rife with naked men on white sandy beaches and where they can rule with an iron fist without having checks and balances to keep them honest.
{ Keeping her warm smile, Fiona pulls out a small bottle of Pepsi and takes a sip. }
Fiona McFly: And as senile as that might sound, those two beauties have ZERO idea as to the reality cheque that will await them. They said it couldn't be done...but it happened, right?
{ Tiffany nods her head, writing notes down on a small pad. }
Tiffany Jones: Uh-huh...right. Anyways, did something happen to you while you were in Switzerland, because I don't think I've seen you--a normally docile, mild-mannered Diamond--being as bold as you are now.
Fiona McFly: You're getting the picture, darling--I'm impressed. 'Cos as far as you need to be concerned, a lot of things DID happen to me whilst I was in the mountains. I was training harder than ever, reflecting upon the hell I've had to endure on a professional and personal basis, all the while realising that...perhaps, 2016 wasn't a fulfilling year for me after all. And when I heard people questioning my mind, my love for the gig...I had enough.
{ The longtime interviewer perks up her right brow as the Badger alum continues sipping her favourite cold drink of choice. }
Tiffany Jones: You won the Iron Maiden in 2016--wasn't that fulfilling enough?
Fiona McFly: Whilst that WAS a great accomplishment unto itself, I wanted to do more but didn't--'cos I always thought that this gig was about taking on every and all challenger that can be thrown at me, and whilst I know that's a hallmark of being in the Imperial work, it's only a small fraction of it. I left a lot of things unfinished as I vowed to become this division's chief custodian--and that's burnt me for a good long while. Thing is, I learned that it's alright to be bold, to enrich yourself by never being afraid to speak your mind about certain things. So as the New Year's day approached, I said to myself...2016 will be put in the past. Twenty-seventeen will be a new chapter, a new beginning...
Tiffany Jones: And that's why you and Paige got into that Twitter battle after Diamonds are Forever?
{ Fiona gives the "thumbs up," nodding her head as she tosses the newly-emptied soda bottle into a pink recycling can labeled "GATOR NATION STANDS UP TO CANCER." }
Fiona McFly: Absolutely! Paige can run her little world all she wants to, opening up her little whistler and claiming that I've got a big mouth in addition to the whip and the boobs...but guess what, darling? I GOT A FUCKING BIIIIIIIIIIIIG MOUTH...
{ The icy tone in the Northern Irishwoman's voice causes Jones to jump back slightly. }
Fiona McFly: ...as well as the balls to back up my words with actions. 'Cos tonight, you saw firsthand that whilst she can laugh it up all she wants to, call me slut or some other dirty name, I proved to those two that I don't NEED to utilise pointless drivel and babble to prove that my brand-name is fucking hotter than the shite that slimed them both. I told her I'd be fucking seeing her in 2017, and she'll be seeing a LOT more of me than she'll ever realise.
Tiffany Jones: You mentioned you had some surprises in store for the Garcias. Can you...divulge some of them to us for the record?
{ Fiona lifts her right index finger and wags it, like she did earlier in the evening. }
Fiona McFly: Oh, n-n-n-n-noooooo...I'm not planning on giving anything way--you'll have to see them for yourself. As the weeks come to pass, you're going to see a demonstration of the NEW tricks I've acquired whilst in the mountains. In the meantime...
{ Suddenly, a yellow taxi pulls up, and Fiona quickly hops into the back of the waiting Prius and sticks her head out the window, uttering one last line before departing. }
Fiona McFly: ...Chelsea Smile!
{ The cab speeds off, leaving Tiffany Jones flustered by the whole experience. }
Tiffany Jones: What's that...?! What's Chelsea Smile mean...!?!
Tiffany Jones: Fiona? I've got some questions for you...if you don't mind, that is.
Fiona McFly: Sure thing lovely. I'm all ears--just awaiting my cab.
Tiffany Jones: Earlier tonight, you ruined Paige Garcia's Diamonds championship celebration by having some sort of green slime dunked on her and her sister! I just...I just wanna know what's going on?!
{ Fiona couldn't help but chuckle with great delight, smiling from ear to ear as she checks the time on her iPhone 7, thinking about the buckets of "Ghostbusters"-style green slime that fell onto the Garcia Twins. }
Fiona McFly: It's simple foreplay if ya ask me, lovely. Somebody has the courage to make a l'il noise, and the Garcias pass it off is nothing more than a mere instance of taking the piss. We ALL know, that as a matter of fact, Paige and Sara have always thought of themselves as living in a small, idyllic universe, rife with naked men on white sandy beaches and where they can rule with an iron fist without having checks and balances to keep them honest.
{ Keeping her warm smile, Fiona pulls out a small bottle of Pepsi and takes a sip. }
Fiona McFly: And as senile as that might sound, those two beauties have ZERO idea as to the reality cheque that will await them. They said it couldn't be done...but it happened, right?
{ Tiffany nods her head, writing notes down on a small pad. }
Tiffany Jones: Uh-huh...right. Anyways, did something happen to you while you were in Switzerland, because I don't think I've seen you--a normally docile, mild-mannered Diamond--being as bold as you are now.
Fiona McFly: You're getting the picture, darling--I'm impressed. 'Cos as far as you need to be concerned, a lot of things DID happen to me whilst I was in the mountains. I was training harder than ever, reflecting upon the hell I've had to endure on a professional and personal basis, all the while realising that...perhaps, 2016 wasn't a fulfilling year for me after all. And when I heard people questioning my mind, my love for the gig...I had enough.
{ The longtime interviewer perks up her right brow as the Badger alum continues sipping her favourite cold drink of choice. }
Tiffany Jones: You won the Iron Maiden in 2016--wasn't that fulfilling enough?
Fiona McFly: Whilst that WAS a great accomplishment unto itself, I wanted to do more but didn't--'cos I always thought that this gig was about taking on every and all challenger that can be thrown at me, and whilst I know that's a hallmark of being in the Imperial work, it's only a small fraction of it. I left a lot of things unfinished as I vowed to become this division's chief custodian--and that's burnt me for a good long while. Thing is, I learned that it's alright to be bold, to enrich yourself by never being afraid to speak your mind about certain things. So as the New Year's day approached, I said to myself...2016 will be put in the past. Twenty-seventeen will be a new chapter, a new beginning...
Tiffany Jones: And that's why you and Paige got into that Twitter battle after Diamonds are Forever?
{ Fiona gives the "thumbs up," nodding her head as she tosses the newly-emptied soda bottle into a pink recycling can labeled "GATOR NATION STANDS UP TO CANCER." }
Fiona McFly: Absolutely! Paige can run her little world all she wants to, opening up her little whistler and claiming that I've got a big mouth in addition to the whip and the boobs...but guess what, darling? I GOT A FUCKING BIIIIIIIIIIIIG MOUTH...
{ The icy tone in the Northern Irishwoman's voice causes Jones to jump back slightly. }
Fiona McFly: ...as well as the balls to back up my words with actions. 'Cos tonight, you saw firsthand that whilst she can laugh it up all she wants to, call me slut or some other dirty name, I proved to those two that I don't NEED to utilise pointless drivel and babble to prove that my brand-name is fucking hotter than the shite that slimed them both. I told her I'd be fucking seeing her in 2017, and she'll be seeing a LOT more of me than she'll ever realise.
Tiffany Jones: You mentioned you had some surprises in store for the Garcias. Can you...divulge some of them to us for the record?
{ Fiona lifts her right index finger and wags it, like she did earlier in the evening. }
Fiona McFly: Oh, n-n-n-n-noooooo...I'm not planning on giving anything way--you'll have to see them for yourself. As the weeks come to pass, you're going to see a demonstration of the NEW tricks I've acquired whilst in the mountains. In the meantime...
{ Suddenly, a yellow taxi pulls up, and Fiona quickly hops into the back of the waiting Prius and sticks her head out the window, uttering one last line before departing. }
Fiona McFly: ...Chelsea Smile!
{ The cab speeds off, leaving Tiffany Jones flustered by the whole experience. }
Tiffany Jones: What's that...?! What's Chelsea Smile mean...!?!