Post by Kennedy Matthews on Aug 1, 2019 13:31:11 GMT -5
Scene One
Life Hits You Hard
Cameras : On
At Carnage I, again, had a shot at the United States Title and I, again, had failed. I wasn’t sure I was loving my job anymore. I was stressed. I was feeling like a failure. Most of all I was feeling like my love for the sport was dwindling down to nothing. I keep letting my sisters in the Royal Family down and this past week was no exception. Estrella, Lissie, and I had to team up to take on Culture Shock this week. I needed to prove I could still do this.
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The scene opens to Kennedy Matthews, looking more anxious than ever. She looks around in an almost paranoid fashion. She nervously drums on her thigh as she looks into the camera.
”God, I wish she would hurry the fuck up. I need answers.” Kennedy said as she continues drumming. She glances at the television in front of her which has a still frame of Scott Slayer and Jakob Lister standing over Magic The Gathering at Carnage. Kennedy clicks her tongue as she continues speaking.
”Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Scott Slayer always wanted to be like me in the WCF. He will never be me. Did you see Culture Shock attacking people from behind on Carnage? Sure, Slayer learned that from me. He is not me, however. He will always be the generic brand. He saw the Royal Family get an upper hand by attacking QDT and then attacking Walter and Kyle Kemp the following week. Slayer listen and listen closely. YOU...WILL...NEVER...BE...EQUAL...TO...ME! Stop trying. You can put lipstick on a pig but that doesn’t make it a hooker. Scott, you are simply jealous. Jealous of my stable, you were jealous of my relationship with Jaice, jealous of my sisterhood with Lissie, Estrella, and Geri. You are simply jealous of me.” Kennedy continues drumming on her thighs as she looks around nervously. Something is obviously a miss.
”Where the fuck are my sisters? I need them, literally, right now. The question I pose to Jakob Lister. Do you ever NEED your partners or are they simply there to do your dirty work so your hands can stay clean? My sisters and I are not afraid of getting our hands dirty, oh no. In fact, we love the filth that we cause. You call it unclean, we call it a Royal Revolution. You all call yourself Culture Shock but the only shock to the culture of this business was when we swerved even MANAGEMENT here and had Lissie join with us. The only shock you all give us is the shock that you all believe you stand a chance in this match with a superior team.” Kennedy was still nervous. Her body language definitely didn’t match her words.
”The Dumpster Champion” aka Corey Bull. The Hatebringer as he calls himself. He simply is filth. He brings nothing of substance to this company or this business. He is, for a lack of better words, sitting in a division that no one has cared about since the mid to late nineties. Blood and violence wrestling is simply a shitty form of entertainment. This business is an art form. To some, it is a religion. To guys like Bull it is an outlet to push their piece of shit agenda. This business is the one I was raised in. I was bred for technical wrestling and guys like Corey Bull take that tradition and shit all over it. Geri, Lissie, Estrella and I bring class and sophistication to the ring. We are very marketable. Guys like Bull, Slayer, and Lister are the basement dwellers. They are the faces kept OFF of marketing because Action Wrestling actually wants to sell tickets.” Kennedy keeps looking at her door.
Ding. Dong.
”Fucking finally!” Kennedy leaps up from her chair and rushes over to the door. She opens it to reveal Lissie Hope and Geri Miller standing in front of her. Lissie speaks in the sarcastic tone that only Lissie Hope could.
”Did someone order a life and career altering pizza?”
Kennedy rolls her eyes and snatches the bag out of Lissie’s hand. ”Bitch! Give me that. I need it.” She rushes back to the couch and pulls out the pregnancy test box.
”Oh no! I didn’t expect much just a thank you Lissie for aiding me in this so i could find out if I am pregnant by a guy that we have the DEA hunting for drugs. No nothing at all Ken.”
Kennedy flips the middle finger at Lissie. Lissie smiles. ”Kennedy, I am flattered but you are not the exotic piece of ass I originally wanted. It would be wrong on so many levels. Plus, I don’t fuck pregnant chicks.”
Kennedy rolls her eyes as Geri speaks up. ”Hurry up and take the pregnancy test. I want to find out if I am going to be an aunt or an uncle.”
Like clockwork, Kennedy and Lissie look at Geri in a confused manner. Geri shrugs her shoulders. ”What? I am excited.”
Lissie pulls Kennedy aside. ”Look, Ken, you and I have not always seen eye to eye but I have your back through this. You are family. Over the last couple of months I have seen what Estrella sees. You are a great person and an amazing person to call a friend. We won’t always see eye to eye but I will always have your back, Queen Kennedy.”
Kennedy tears up a bit. Lissie speaks again. ”Aww did I touch your heart and soul?
Kennedy slaps Lissie on the arm. ”No, it is the fucking hormones ya bloody bitch.” Kennedy breathes.
”Welp, here goes nothing. When Estrella gets here, can you all fill her in?” Lissie nods as Kennedy takes one more big breath and disappears behind the bathroom door as the scene fades to black.