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Talk about... EPIC. 8-15-11

Tue, 08 Nov 2011 05:25:53 +0100

There is no camera when Kaylyn is seen. Kaylyn had walked into a random bar in Minneapolis, Minnesota, and sat down ordering two beers... why two? Simple, because she was planning to have a friend meet up with her, and he would be here any minute. Those beers were brought over and placed on the counter and she took a nice long sip from hers while she waited. A few moments would pass as those front doors of the bar would open up and stepping in would be the young man she was waiting for. Walking across the floor, each step bringing him closer and closer to the back of Kaylyn, this man would be decked out in a pair of black bondage pants stitched together with an electric blue thread and would have several chains and straps hanging from them. His torso embraced with the cotton material of that black tank top that resembled more of a second skin, he walked up to the bar, standing next to Kaylyn. Balled fists slamming down onto the surface of the bar, the man would speak.

" Hi. "

"Jesus Christ Xav... give me a fucking heart attack why don't you. Where the hell you been?"

" It's what I do best, Kay...you know this. Where have I been? Nah, where haven't I been? "

" Oh god... in someone news pants again are you? "

" Here and there really. Just testing the waters on a few...opportunities. "

" You better at least be protecting yourself... lord only knows whats out there.."

" The only thing I take better care of than myself is...myself. C'mon Kay, you remember these things. "

" Just saying. Jesus. Is it wrong that I am double checking on your nasty ass? "

" No, it's not. And, I'll have you know the reason I wasn't here sooner is because I was washing my nasty ass."

"Oh, just kicked one out to the curb recently... damn boy, you really are quick."

" Yeah, she'll be back though. Just one hit is never enough when it's from Your Favorite Drug. " A wink given before being followed with that oh so cocky smirk of his.

" You really need to get over yourself... seriously.. "

" Hey, it's not my fault these women continue to make my head bigger and bigger and bigger still. I'm just living up to my reputation. "

The rest of the conversation was lost as the screens in front of everyone are black, and a voice is heard.

“One, two, three. That's all it takes. Three seconds, and someones life can change. In this case... three seconds... and I will reclaim what is mine.”

The vocals were none other than those of Kaylyn James Evans. The screen was black at the current time, and there was silence outside of the words she spoke. Until that creaking came... here and there that un-oiled chain could be heard.

“You have let that title get to your head Blake. A fault that most people have. It's not a problem though, I promise you.. come Monday night, after everything is said and done, you wont have that problem anymore... hell, you will be the only one in your little group without a title.

You were offered the chance of a lifetime, and you turned it down. Now its time to show you what you could have been. You could have been great... now though Ryan, you will just remain okay. You will never learn everything you could have if you would have accepted the offer that was being given to you. Then again, you sit there talking to a dog, and a rat (raccoon) all day, and think that is normal, so I guess with that being said, we made out by you turning the offer of greatness down, because you obviously have a few screws loose up there. Can't have someone like that representing us now can we?”

The blackness finally disappears and Kaylyn is seen sitting there on a swing, rocking herself back and forth as she speaks. Her arms wrapped around those chains loosely just hung there while she thought. Not once did her feet move off the ground, those toes of hers the only thing touching to keep her rocking the whole time.

“Ryan Blake, the television championship holder goes from nothing, to something overnight. How's it feel? Better yet... how does it feel to lose to Baines more than once, only to turn around and join with him. Hell... If you can't beat 'em. Might as well join 'em right Ryan?” Kaylyn laughed softly. “That's exactly what a simple minded person would do. What a true wrestler would do... is continue to go out there week in and week out until they got the job done. However, you are not a wrestler are you? No, I don't believe you really are. Sure you got the moves... but anyone can do the moves. That does not mean anything. You don't have the right mindset Blake. To be the best.. you have to beat the best, and well... Odin is the World Champion right now... and it don't look like you will be facing him at all. Baines is right under him with that Hardcore title that you failed to gain numerous times... don't look like you will be fighting him at all either. Sure, they can teach you every damn move they do... show you everything... and I bet they would still knock your ass to the ground. You know it too, which is why you joined with them.”

She smiled softly, as she stopped rocking back and forth on that swing. Standing up, her attire could be seen. Even in the hot evening, she was wearing a sweat shirt, and a pair of sweat pants, just like she said she would be doing. Pushing the swing away she moved forward, just avoiding it coming back to hit her, before walking through the grass towards a set of two bars, one low for the children, and one up higher for the adults. Grabbing the top bar she lifted her feet off the ground, hooking them to the bar before pulling herself up, holding on the bar in the process, to a seated position. Looking down past the camera she continued to speak.

“Now, I realize the last time we got in the ring together... you claim you got the best of me. Blake... do you remember how that match ended? Do you remember how you won my title? I clearly remember knocking you over the head with it before laying it across your laid out form. I gave you that title Blake. I tried to make you worth something here in WCF, but all you did was get an ego, from getting laid the fuck out. Bravo man. Seriously. Any who, the last time we got together, you had a lot to say, and I realize... I never did give you the respect of a reply... so how's about I work on that now?” A soft smile came from the former champ before she continued. “You said you learned a lot about me. With that being said... did you see that title shot across your head coming to you Blake? Were you expecting it? Of course you weren't, otherwise you would have moved that fat head of yours.

You say that I am desperate for attention... yet you're the one who is talking to dogs and rats... makes sense right? At least those I talk to... are real... human... beings. You have always underestimated me Blake, and you always will. Do you know why? It's because I will continue to grow no matter what. No matter what or who is placed in front of me, I can get the job done... and I do... on my terms. Management was just waiting for the day that I lost that title.. so they could move me up in the card, and when I lost it.. that happened... however, now, after seeing what you have done with the title... oh no. I am coming back for it. I figured you would be a good person to pass the torch onto so to speak, but boy was I wrong. You're the most arrogant, self-centered, little prick I have ever come to meet... and your true colors came into play after the gold was around your waist. I find it humorous that you said I made that title lower than what it was.. how can you get lower than the lowest? Only you could do something like that Blake my boy... and you have.”

Kaylyn pushed off the bar and came to land on her feet gracefully. Moving forward she tilted her head looking at the camera whilst speaking.

“So this week... I am wondering what you are going to say. Whose lines you are going to steal and bring into play. Of course a boy like you will get focused on me once more. Like I said before Blake.. my body, does not win me matches... my body did not get me my contract... my body is just a body like everyone else. It's not about looks... its about talent.. or lack there of in your case. Hmm... I just realize... I am being a bit... nice to you this week.. guess you caught me on the rag huh? Ain't that what you claim Ryan? That I am such a bitch normally... the only time I am nice is that one week every month? Silly boy, you know nothing. I would expect nothing more or less from you though. Hell.. I expect you are actually surprised to hear me speaking this week.... after all, I have been rather... quiet. Granted I show up every week either way for my matches... it's true that I have not had much to say. Been handling a few things back home. A friend of mine just had three babies, little bit much for her to handle on her own when the daddy is out, so I been spending my time with her and the kids. Of course, you wouldn't know anything about interaction with people outside of The Alliance. Pathetic group of people really. So much ego pushed into a room together... it's going to be... amazing when it all comes falling apart. When that happens.. you will remember exactly what I said to you that one night in AIM, and you will regret not taking me up on my offer. Unlike you and your goon squad, I don't have to go around pissing people off, and hurting them to get respect. False respect at that. You must realize how many enemies you have made already Blake.. and its going to be amazing watching as each one groups together, before kicking your ass so badly you never make it into the ring again.

Hell, maybe a beating will knock some brain into that hallow head of yours... after all, you can't even remember something as simple as me saying on live television during the main event with Donald Deruty and Corey facing Kash and Knoxville... I said flat out then, that it was Corey himself who trained me. That's something too complicated for you to take into that small head of yours though. Rather understandable if you think about it. Don't worry... I wont ask you to think however, I know how much it must hurt you to do so.

Another thing you fucked up on... you said you would have me crying to my momma back in Tennessee... no silly. Momma is from Philadelphia... I moved to Tennessee. I wouldn't expect a twit like you to pay attention week in and week out as people speak... however, you do pay attention too me... a little too much. Maybe you will start focusing on the right things to pay attention too soon enough. Until then... it will be your downfall Doctor Do little.

You see little... I talk the talk, walk the walk, and it is not just show. Just because I don't show you my full potential just yet... does not mean a damn thing. I don't stand around wondering what I can say this week that will blow everyone away. What can I say to show people that I am so much more than what they currently see. Why would I do a thing like that? Oh no... I wait... until the time is right. Kash found that out the hard way... and you will too. I show what I want everyone to believe I am. Then I take it a step further... and surprise them all.

So... Hero... are you done destroying that title yet? Because I am done watching you do just that. The time for taking back is now. I will show The Alliance what it is I am capable of... by taking you out of the equation. You see... kid... that title is coming home to me. You will be laying there wondering just where the fuck you went wrong. You will be heading to the back after the show is complete and explaining to your... stablemates... just what the fuck happened. You were schooled... by Kaylyn James Evans. And you know what... here is the kicker... it will be... totally... fucking... EPIC.”

The scene fades out as Kaylyn walks off.

Photo Shoot. 7-18-11

Tue, 08 Nov 2011 05:23:39 +0100

(Scene is aired on Saturday because I said so!!!)

Another day, another photo shoot. After the shoot for the playboy magazine there had been calls coming in for other shoots and hell... why not? The Perfect Ten had a camera with her by request while on a shoot today so she could speak about her match between shoots. As the scene came to life it was that of Kaylyn James Evans sitting on a brow sofa. Her hand was raised and resting against her head. Her hair up in a twist. Glasses on her face. A black bra strapped around her neck instead of on each shoulder. A pair of black lace panties that covered just enough, but showed enough as well. Those panties were hooked down onto those black fishnet stockings, that were covered with those black heels on her feet. Biting on the inside of her lower lip she smirked slightly before that flash went off.

Seeing the WCF camera she motioned for the photographer to take a break and he went to his computer to load up the photos from the shoot while she did her business.

“Well hello again. Good timing too. I see a few of my opponents have been verbal since I last spoke out. It's funny seeing everyone tearing one another apart. Gold can do so much to people. It can tear people apart.. the best of friends can become the worst of enemies. This week it is so much more than that. 6 Superstars. 5 eliminations. 4 already with gold. 3 titles on the line. 2 days to go. 1 winner. That's what it all comes down to at this point. It's already been a long week.. and it is only going to get worse from here. Many feel that I don't have my head in the right place. Hell.. look at where I am right now. Why are you not in a ring training Kay? Why are you not preparing? Don't you realize what is on the line? Of course I do. Does that mean that I have to put my life on hold and stay in the gym, or in the ring training twenty-four seven because of it? Fuck no. I am not going to change a damn thing.

Everyone wants to go and over work themselves, hell, I am down to sit back and watch. My workouts for the week are done. Now, its time to enjoy my time. Live life and have a blast. Come Ultimate Showdown, everyone is going to realize that I am a force not to be taken lightly. I don't care which belt I walk away with... hell, even if it's none... I will make myself known. Ultimate Showdown will be a win for me no matter what happens in the Main Event... I can promise you that. Showdown is going to be a night of reveals. I am going to be revealing everything I can do in that ring. Revealing just what I am capable of. Revealing what I can push myself past, and come out of still standing. And before the main event even comes into place... the revealing will begin. I am full of surprises... and this week... is no different.

These boys are taking what I say.. letting it go in one ear... and spitting it out completely different than how I said it. Hey, if you want to take something I say in a different way, more power to you. That is more that your mind has to work.. not mine. Sooner or later everyone is going to see that I am smarter than I am given credit for. All you see right now is me pissing people off... but if you think about it... it's certain people I am pissing off. Not everyone. I pick my battles wisely... even if it's more than one at a time. I know what I can handle... who I can handle. I can handle every damn person in this locker room. Can I beat them all? Who knows. Everyone has their good and bad days. I won't say that I can without a doubt beat them all... hell, we all seen that already when I lost to Borderland. That loss did not stop me however... it just had me grow hungrier for that next win. I have been rather greedy with the wins lately.. so maybe it is my time to lose one... maybe this week might prove to be that time.. but only stepping into the ring will let me know that. Getting into the match.. giving it everything I have... and seeing where I wind up on the elimination chain.

Speaking of that chain...”

Kaylyn pushed off the arm of that couch and stood up. Her arms stretching into the air above her. Those glasses being pulled from her face to be tucked into the center of that bra. Her steps were slow as she started to walk around the studio thinking before speaking.

“I have gone too far now have I Roy? Child... you have no idea how far I can take things. How much I can have Aubrey begging for me to stop. Do you realize for one little second that the fate of this match... your fate in this match.... lies in my hands? Little Aubrey is my ticket to destroy you with Roy. You have no idea what lengths I will go to. Ask her... how she felt... when I stripped her down to nothing... Ask her how it felt when my tongue was running along her body. One can only fight the pleasure they feel for so long. Do you want to know how long it was before she caved Roy? Do you want to know how long it took before she was begging me to do more to her?” A cold laugh came from the lips of Kaylyn. “Of course you don't. That would mean you would have to come to the realization... of me already winning. The fact that I already won. I can be very persuasive Speede. Aubrey found that out, before she was squirming under my touch. It was quite... the show.

You are right Roy.. this years Ultimate Showdown Main Event broadcasts 6 great stars into the mix. However... is your head where it should be? I am almost sure that it is not. I am positive that I have gotten into your head so much that your focus is going to be blown completely. You're welcome Roy. Why might I be saying that you might ask? Quite simply... because, I know you are going to be thanking me in your cold words for fucking your head up so completely that you don't even know up from down anymore. I am sure that after everything is all said and done Monday night... this will not be the last I hear from you. This is far from over Roy.. you know it. I know it. I know, you said not to go the whole... 'you're too distracted' route.. but face the facts Speede. Its so true. I will put my money where my mouth is and prove that beyond a shadow of a doubt... and you will realize that no matter how much you wanted it to not be so... your not focused. Again I say.. you're welcome.

You see Roy, when you step back and take a look at the full picture... my on goings with Aubrey started before you and she started to date. You wanted this attention Roy. Is that the reason you started to date Aubrey? Just to get closer to me? Knowing what I was doing to her... knowing Aubrey would agree to you confronting me. Giving you that time to be alone with me is just what you wanted. You don't have to admit it Roy. Hell.. you can deny it all you want. I seen the way you look at me when you think I am not paying attention. You had to find another way in... knowing that I was a taken woman... you decided to be a savior to Summers. Quite... disgusting.

You see me as flirting with you Roy... hunny, you are just a child. You wouldn't know how to handle a woman like myself... hell, you probably don't even know how to handle Aubrey. Tell me Roy.. she said you two have not taken that next step... are you afraid Roy? Or are you not wanting to because you know she can never amount to me... and its me you truly want? I wonder how Aubrey will feel after hearing what I am saying... hearing that facts coming right to you. Hearing those facts are going to be a huge slap to her face... and then what Roy? Can you manage to get past it? Or will I have one up'd you again? Mm, the joys of being me.

You say I have flirted with every guy on the roster. Quite funny seeing as I have not spoken to many at all... hell.. the only ones I have spoken to in such a manner, that are still around are... well, Corey.” A soft giggle came from the Television Champion. “What can I say... I am a plague.. and I will continue to be such, I will continue to destroy anyone that gets in my way. Soon... they will all be afraid to step into the ring with me. I might be small... I might be the smallest in this match... but I am more dangerous than any of you realize. Open your eyes.. and you will see how much of a threat I truly am.

You seem to think that I have Corey wrapped around my finger Roy... and that is so far from the truth. Believe it or not... I don't like to mix business with pleasure. When I am in the arena... while he might be with me... he is still my boss, and I respect that. I don't go asking for favors, asking for hand outs of any kind. It scares you to know that. To face that fact... that I don't need him to do any favors for me... because I can climb the mountain to the top on my own. Getting slapped with reality can be a bitch... but... I am a BITCH, and I am sure I can slap harder than reality ever could.

Reality is going to strike you hard this Monday Roy.. because not only will you have to be worried about myself, but you will have four others in that ring wanting to get that top prize as well. Reality can be cruel, facing the facts can be harsh, but its the inevitable. You have no choice but to open your eyes to it Roy. You might be sick and tired of hearing me, but you will face the facts either way. Corey does not hand me anything. He never has, and he never will. I will not stop anything with Aubrey, because what she fails to tell you, is how much she truly enjoys everything I do to her. You say I am mistreating someone Roy... and I should be terminated.. however... Aubrey has never filed a complaint... therefore... there is no reason for me to be terminated. I told you Roy, she loves what I do to her. That is the real reason she has not went to Corey about it. It has nothing to do with me supposedly threatening to get her fired... What power do I hold? I can not get anyone fired.. think about that Roy. I hold no power. Corey holds it all. Creeping Fucking Death. And you think he would take it easy on me? Please. That is the last thing he does with me. If anything.. he pushes me harder. He wants to see me get through any obstacle he places in my way. I will continue to do so one at a time also.

You have seen the hell I went through in the ring plenty of times.. and tell me... where was Corey during it all? Staying back... minding his own business... because he wants me to fight my own battles. He wants me to show the world that I can handle everything. He might be the boss... but like I said.. that is exactly what he is to me in the arena... my boss. Sure, he might have slid me a chair last week... but what did he do as Odin and I started making our way up the ramp, onto the stage... what did he do when I was lifted up and about to be tossed off the stage? Nothing. He did nothing Roy. That there is all the proof anyone needs in that matter. So wipe your lip, the bullshit is running. While you go clean it up, I have others to attend to.”

Kaylyn laughed softly, before grabbing a black silk robe and pulling it over her arms. Lowering herself onto a couch much like the other one she lifted a foot to sit up upon it, the other resting on the floor still. As she leaned back to relax that robe slipped off her shoulders. Ignoring it she put those glasses back on her face and as she was doing so had a soft smile on her. Out of no where came another flash as the shoot director seen another opportunity. Her head tilted towards him and he winked before going back to the computer.

Shaking her head she parted those pink painted lips to speak.

“So, I guess that brings me to Odin Balfore. You have had quite a lot to say lately. Too much maybe. Hell, what do I care if you run your mouth and spit fire just to entrap yourself in the hell that you enclose yourself around. Sounds like a fantasy really. So your main question... does tho challenge you? You bet your fucking ass I do. Ya see no matter what rituals you perform Balfore, it wont change the fact that I will be stepping into that ring Monday, and I will be put through hell, as much as, if not more than I put it out. It being a fight.

You say you don't need Santiago, and while that might be true.. you sure as hell don't mind using him to benefit you even more. Stop playing games Odin, and just face it. You might not need him... but you want him. You had him help send a message, and guess what... that message was not received. If anything, all you did was piss me off further as you found out. I love how you sit there and talk a big game though. You are full of as much, if not more, shit than Speede. You put me over Balfore? Are you fucking kidding me? That reverse off the top stage was NOT you putting me over. It was you losing track for that brief second and me taking the opportunity that arose. Hate to tell you that, but its the damn fucking truth. I guess you will say the other huricanrana that you were hit with in the ring was you putting me over too? Fucking loser. It's funny.. when someone one ups your ass you go and try to turn it around to make it look like you did them a favor. You stupid piece of shit. NO ONE puts me over. Everything I did to you in that match, and after, was all me... without your assist. Get out of your fucking fantasy world and open your damn eyes. You are not a fucking god. You are a want to be.

You want to claim this greatness that is nothing but the past. You are no more important in this match than the rest of us. You might be a threat, but so are the other leptons in it. Each and every person in that match is someone that is trying to gain that gold. No matter which one they want to go for. Only three will leave with gold around their waists... and I will be damned if you are going to take me out of the match before I get a strap to walk away with. The careers that you ended don't matter right now Odin.. what matters right now is those who have their careers and will be in that ring with you, giving it everything they got to make it til the end. That is what you need to focus on Odin. Not your past, but the now.

You were right Odin, if you would have hit me with the chair as many times as I did you.. I probably would be dead right now, but guess what.. that opportunity did not arise for you, it arose to me. I was the one with a chair this time, and you couldn't do shit about it. After standing up you were taken right through the ropes by little 'ol me. Guess you are not as big and bad as you think Odin. Well fuck, who am I kidding.. you are big, might be bad.. but it makes no difference what so ever once you get on my bad side, and that... that you did Odin. You crossed the lines, you and your little bitch did, and for that... you are going to pay.

You can keep on saying that I should not be wrestling all you want, but the fact of the matter is this.. I am not no house bitch. Sure, I am a lady, and I do get my ass in the kitchen, but I do that because I want to, not because the gender says it should be that way. They say the men should wrestle and the women should be nothing but eye candy, well guess what. I might be eye candy but I can sure pack a punch. I will wrestle, I will continue to do so until I decide it's my time to go. No one decides my fate but for me. You have no idea the matches I have been in through my career. Last one Standing. Cage fight. Submission. Street fight. Fuck. I have been there and done it and kept getting the fuck back up and coming for more. I DONT QUIT. I don't stop coming back. I keep doing what I do best... and that is kicking ass, and getting my ass kicked occasionally.

So you are a big man... you have to sign a contract to say you wont kill or permanently harm someone. Guess that takes away from you wanting to break my back huh? Sucks to be you big boy. I am a little one, no one expects me to end careers, make someone get hurt to the point where they wont be in the ring again... but guess what, that works in my favor, because when it does happen.. the shock on everyone's face is purely glorifying. So you want to prove that wrestling is built for you, hell go ahead and do so, maybe you will learn a few things along the way, like... you can't always get what you want. That is exactly what you will realize this Monday Odin... wrestling might be built for you, but its not built just for you. Think long and hard on that one big guy. You will need to. Because I am not going anywhere.. and I would hate to see your little ego get crushed when you realize that what I am saying, is beyond true.

You say my career is built on my assets huh? Its not my assets that get me the wins week in and week out. Its not my beauty that gets me win after win, its called talent. I have the skills I need to get myself through any match given to me, even if I have to push myself that extra mile. You keep putting yourself over like you are the best thing in this business but the truth of the matter is that you are not Balfore. And you hate knowing how true that is. You hate waking up looking in the mirror and realizing that someone else is better than you, and that it will be proved again this week at Ultimate Showdown.

You say I have not seen your best Odin... and what exactly makes you think that you have seen mine? What makes you think you have seen everything that I can do? Tsk Tsk. Simpleton. I might not have been a WCF World Champion... but you have not either Odin. Remember that. You love to point out what others have not done, but you don't point out that at times... that same thing can be said for you.

You know, I can put my body through hell... others can put my body through hell, but somehow, I always get out of it. All I need is that split second that you show that arrogance, and BAM, I will be right back on you no matter how many times you knock me down. You see Odin... words... they mean nothing to me. Its what happens in the ring that truly count's and well... when it comes to you, you might be the biggest guy in this match... but the biggest fall the hardest... and you will fall Odin. God will you fall.

You say I will run, hell, you might be right... I can't out run your reach? Hm... think again Odin. All I have to do is run and drop into a baseball slide and there you go, I am away from you. Out of the ring probably, and your ass will get frustrated knowing that I out smarted you... once again. I have plenty of brains to go with this beauty Odin, and you will learn to see it whether you want to or not. Hell for all you know I might stand there with everyone else, but avoid getting into that match at all. Who is to say I wont sit around talking to the fans. Who is to say I wont sit back and watch as you all destroy one another? You never know what can happen Odin... so be prepared for anything.

What you first need to do is put yourself in check, stop with all the saying one thing then turning around and saying another. It's quite annoying. You said you put me over last week, and yet you also said how you will never put me over. Looks like someones lies are catching up with them Odin. Might want to keep track of your lies so they don't back fire in your fucking face. Just be open and honest like I am. Much easier to remember everything that way.

So keep on talking Odin, keep on saying you plan to destroy our careers, because quite frankly, I get a good laugh out of it. So many people have told me that's what they planned on doing. Ending my career, and well... I am still here. You say I have doubts and I will deny them later on... no Odin. That is not me. Unlike you, I speak the truth, even if it hurts. I have no problem going on record years down the line and stating that week in and week out no matter who my opponent was, I always had doubts. I never walk into a match thinking I have it won. I walk into it thinking that I might well come out at the bottom... because it pushes me harder to think that way. If I think I am going to be the first one eliminated, it makes me want to prove myself wrong. Makes me want to go that extra mile and push myself with everything I have in me to show not only myself... but everyone else just how strong of a competitor I can be.. will be.. and am.

You see Odin, you are trying to play these mind games that I know too well about, and they are not going to work. Deruty can watch the footage and see that while things were going on in the ring, I was with you. Trading blows on the ramp. Did I know anything was going on in the ring? Fuck no I didn't. I watched the footage and that is when I seen what happened to Deruty. He was jumped yes, but he wont hold that against me... why? Because quite frankly, it had nothing to do with me. My hands were tied so to speak, and he knows it. For all we know it was you working with Baines to get me away from my partner. Hell you backed me up the ramp... even tried to take me off the stage, though you came down with me. You could have known what was going on, and wanted to keep me from helping him. Everyone knows that until this week... Deruty and I have had no problems what so ever. Last week, we worked together fine in that tag match... and this week... while on opposite ends, both wanting to have what he holds.. I am sure everything will work out fine in the end.

Its nice to see you will try just about anything though. Hell, you even went the route that Kash did. Talking about me having this that and every other disease under the sun. Cute. While I might put my body on the line week in and week out in the ring... I don't do shit like that. I am not stupid enough to open my legs to any asshole that wants to know what it feels like to fuck a goddess. They can't all be happy like that. I refuse to have my body be used in such a way. I would rather put it through hell in a match than to worry about some nasty fuck who doesn’t keep his dick clean.

You already know how I wrestle Odin, you know that I will keep myself in a match until I can't go any more... but do you really think for a second I would cost myself the match just for pride? Oh no. I use my brain... something that most of you men do not do. I wont put myself in that position where I wear myself out too quickly in the match. I want to make it to the end. I am looking forward to making it to the end, and no one will stop me. You think I care about how the world perceives me? Shit, I could care less what anyone thinks. They can think I am the worst. Think I am a slut. The whole nine yards... but each and every week I go in there and do my best. It's not to get people to change their minds. Sure I will prove my point for that week, but the following week the same disbelievers are right there once again. Having their own opinion, and once again I get in there and I do me.

All I need to get by in this business is myself, and I don't even need to have an ego like most of these dick wads in the back. Egos are what cause people to fail in the end. You have your heights set so high... that the littlest upset brings you crashing down. That ego you got.. shattered. I see it all the time, and I refuse to get myself into that state where I get this ego thinking I am unstoppable, because I already know anyone can stop me.. I just have to force myself to try my best each and every week and hope it is enough. You think otherwise then its whatever. What I do know is... I am not trying to gain the World title just to say I am as good as a man... FUCK being a man or a woman. I want to get to it show that I have what it takes to be the best. Sure, I have the Television Title... but that too is up for grabs in this match... so not only will I be defending it... trying to make sure I get to that top three.. I will be damned if I just lay down once that happens and keep that title if I can earn so much more.

This is my opportunity Odin, just like it is for everyone else, and I am not going to let it pass me by. I will be damned if I throw something as great as this aside. I am better then that. The world is going to see just how long I can last with the five of you, and I will surprise not only myself, but the WCF fans. That much... I am sure of. What I am also sure of, is the fact that there are three others who I am sure are just waiting to hear what I have to say to them.”

Kaylyn pushed herself to a stand and walked along the room before going behind a pane where only her silhouette was seen, which the camera focused on wholeheartedly as that robe was seen being dropped to the floor as it slid off her arms. She was seen lifting one foot before the other taking those heels off as well before sitting down on something back there.

“So I guess that brings me to Mr Deruty. The World Champion himself. So champ, did you really buy into that bullshit that Odin said? Something tells me he might have gotten to you a bit, but who knows. Yes, you were called a pretty boy Deruty... you can take it as a compliment, or not. That is up to you, I could have meant it in many ways.” That stocking was being seen pulled down one leg to the knee before her leg lifted into the air and it was pulled up the rest of the way before being tossed to the floor. “You say you are impressed with everything I have done in the ring thus far... even said I am one of the sexiest women you have ever seen, and that I can kick some ass. That you Deruty... but... then you ruin it all saying you are impressed, but not too impressed.” That other stocking was seen being tossed to the ground as well.

“You know Donald, I would hate to have to be that one to take the title from you... even to eliminate you from the match completely before you walk away with nothing, but damn... you are making me want to do just that more and more every time you open your mouth to me. Surely you know it is just business however.

You can say I am whatever you wish... say that this Monday I will be in the dog house, but guess what... each of the dogs will be taken down and this sly fox will be walking away with some gold. I never once said that anyone in this match was a pushover. Not once.”That bra was seen being unclasped and slid down those shoulders before falling to the floor. The viewers probably unhappy that all they could see was a silhouette. “I did however say I will push each and every one of you to a limit that you would not expect to have used against me. I might be just a pretty little face to you, but I am so much more than that, and you will see it soon Deruty. This is the first time you will feel what I can actually do to someone against me. The first time you will feel my wrath, and yes... it will fucking hurt.

Roy and Aubreys personal life have no baring on this match Deruty... the things of concern for me are gold.... and one of them will be mine one way or another. You had better believe that. I am not walking in a champion and not giving it my all. I am going to push myself to go as far as I can to make sure that I walk away with gold around my waist in the end.

You are right though about something. This match could change so much in WCF. It could make people, and break people. Those that are looked to as top superstars might wind up being handed their fate by someone considered a rookie.” Down went those panties, over her thighs, as she bent lower, her knees, before she let them fall to the ground and stepped out of them. She was seen picking something up and pulling it over her arms, coming to rest above the elbow on both sides. “Only three people can walk out of the match with gold in the end, and which three is still a mystery. Sure, there is speculation on who it will and wont be, but the end result is just that... a mystery until Monday.

One way or another.. after everything is said and done at Ultimate Showdown... the locker room will be in a frenzy, because new champions will more than likely arise, and others... might just fall. This is the beginning of a new generation in WCF, and I plan to be on top of it.

While you might think that I will have a downfall by not believing in myself Donald, it actually is quite the opposite for me as I have already mentioned. I am not going to sit here and change the way I think, or feel for anyone, because how I think and feel about things have gotten me this far.

This is a battle Deruty, for three titles that this federation holds... and I will be damned if you or anyone else tries to knock me out of the running. My time is not next year... not next week, next month, last week. NO! My time is now. Believe it.

Which brings me to another disbeliever.”

Kaylyn was seen lifting something off the chair she had been sitting on, and wrapping it around her body. That twist was seen being let out of her hair before she shook it out to let it fall down her back, and across her shoulders. Those glasses being pulled off were tossed on the chair before she walked out from behind the back wearing a white sheet wrapped around her body. Heading in the opposite side of the studio that she had been on she started speaking once more.

“Mr Oblivion. Your ways of thinking... your views are well... quite.. fuck it, they are so far out of it its unbelievable. Do you think for one minute that I will be afraid to step into the ring with you Oblivion? Do you think I am afraid of a so called monster? Please. You have got to be kidding me. Hate to break it to you, but you will not destroy me at all Oblivion. You along with the other leptons will try.. and fail.

This is not your time Oblivion to become a two time champion. Better luck in a one on one match because here and now you have others that want that title more than you, hell... look at Jay Price for example. More about him later however. You can try your best to tear and rip everyone in this match apart Oblivion... but the fact of the matter is that will not be happening.

You see... monster, you are more like monsters off that little children movie... monsters inc. Just sing dance and make us laugh.. because you will never be anything more than that, at least come this Monday. Hate to break it to you, but Ultimate Showdown will be the night the monster realizes its time to go back into the closet and stay there.. because there is no room for you out here anymore.

You think I need protecting from you Oblivion? Hell, I can handle you, you are not going to rain on my parade. I am not FPV. You will not get into my head with these little games of yours. Stalking? Hell, like I don't have those already. Is that supposed to be a threat Oblivion? I do not need you to take it easy on me. I would hate you if you dared to try. Give me what everyone else is going to get, but excuse me if it does not make me shake. Excuse me if I disagree with you. I will not taste defeat, not at your hands or anyone else, so how about you.. choke on that.

Kaylyn smirked softly before sitting down on the bed there. She maneuvered herself into the center of it, bending her legs slightly, and letting that sheet come to pool around her waist, her legs parted as that material fell between them and her hand went to her face, that glove being caught between her teeth before she smiled and went to pull back slightly. Another flash going off as the director once more too a shot to keep things going on his end while she still dealt with her own business.

“Speaking of... choking. How are you Mr. Price? Have these two years been hell for you? It is fucking amazing to be back, and not only that.. but to have that shot at the world title? I must say... for someone like yourself... you must be itching to hold that gold Price. Always a bridesmaid never a bride. That saying fits nicely here I think. You were always at the top, but never with that title.

For someone who has been here for so long to have never gotten that strap around their waist well... damn. I don't really know what to say to you Price. I mean... your luck is just horrible... and well, maybe it will turn around, and at the same time... it might just not be your night once more.

The time for change is upon us, and no one can stop it.”

Kaylyn sat there silent for a long moment before her lips parted again.

“Now, while normally I would be done... someone else had plenty to say to everyone in the match. Mr. Baines. You tell me you have no beef with me, and for me to keep It that way. Hm, ya know, as much as I want to keep you our of my mouth Baines.. there is just no way that can happen at this point in time. You have something that can screw any one of us over Monday night... and I am not liking those odds.

Am I telling you not to cash in? No. Am I telling you if you do, to be ready for a fight... your damn straight I am. You see Baines, this pretty face is not afraid of anyone, or anything.

I will get back to all of you shortly, I need to wrap this up here. Basically what it boils down to it this.

6 Superstars.
5 eliminations.
4 already with gold.
3 titles on the line.
2 days to go.
1 winner.

Kaylyn fell back into a lay on the bed before that flash was seen once more.

And cut.

Times up, lets see who's the better....woman. 7-18-11

Tue, 08 Nov 2011 05:22:29 +0100

When the scene opens up it's to find Kaylyn in a gym with a group of young children. From watching that small moment it is clear that she is instructing them on dancing. A few little moves, turning to see that they got it, before going the next go round. Her attire today consisted of a camouflaged bikini top, and a pair of blue jeans that hugged her curves and hung low on her waist.

“Okay again. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. “

She watched as the children took over after her count and went right to the steps, her head nodding off to the beat as she looked from one to the other. The moment they were done she smiled, and clapped softly.

“Amazingly done. Take five while I handle a few things for our camera friend and when I get back we can start from the top and see how far we can get into it before there are problems. I know you will have this down before your competition.”

Little Girl: “Ms. Kaylyn, don't you have a match coming up tonight to get ready for?”

“Yes, actually that is why the camera is here.”

Little Girl: “Are you ready for it? I mean.. you are the only girl in the match, aren't you... afraid?”

“I am as ready as I can ever be. I might be the only female but that will work to my advantage. These men I am up against feel that I am the underdog in the match, and well.. they might just be right. Afraid though? No, I can't say that I am. I knew what I was doing when I signed my name on the contract. I knew that week in and week out I would be dealing with the men on the roster. This is a big match, but that wont stop me from getting in the ring and doing what I do every week.”

Little Girl: “They have been saying a lot of mean things about you Ms. Kaylyn, doesn't that bother you?”

“What do you always hear? Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me? Everything they say is just words. It's a way to get into my head and get to me before I even step into the ring against them. It's not going to work. They can say anything they want to say... just like I can do the same with them. What hurts them the most is the fact that everything I am saying... is true. That is what they are worried about... the fact that nothing I say is false.

I mean, Donald Deruty, a great guy. Great champion, but he opened his mouth and said that I should rethink being in this match... that I don't know what I am getting myself into. He fails to realize that I know exactly what I am getting myself into. I know that at any moment I could be taken out in this match and it might just end my career, but I am stepping into it anyway. I did not fight my hardest to get into the match to back out of it. I know fear... but this is not fear. This is life. It's the life that I signed my name on a contract for.. and that will never change.”

Little Girl: “He said small things.. but then you have guys like Odin Balfore who tried to throw you under the bus.”

“Hm, cute kid. You really know your stuff. I never knew that you were a fan. Yes, that is true though, he did try just that. He failed however. He wants me to fear him by telling me that he can end my career. Sure, his kicks to the head knock me down flat, sure I could barely stand.. but either way... every time he tried to pin me.. I kicked out. That is the part that he continues to forget when he speaks. No matter what he put me through I kicked out, and kept coming back for more.”

Little Girl: “Well before you go off with the camera... can you do us all a favor? We have been working the shuffle out a lot, and well... we came up with a little something, just for you... can you see it before you go and talk to your opponents?”

“Oh? Coming up with something else are you? Sure, lets see it!”

Kaylyn watched as the kids gathered together and one in the back hit play on a recorder

Out of no where during the dance routine you hear the kids

Perfect Ten! (echo'd)

Ultimate Showdown, it’s on tonight
Everybody going for the big prize
They’re setting up for quite a fight
Kaylyn Evans will beat all of the guys

Ultimate Showdown, it’s on tonight
Everybody going for the big prize
They’re setting up for quite a fight
Kaylyn Evans gonna -- kick ass

In the ring this girl can rock; Kaylyn is on fire, not gonna stop
Pass out from the sleeper lock, heart to keep on fighting till she drops
Think she’ll lose? Are you a fool? She comes out on top, she’s the crowning jewel
KJE takin’ you to school, she beat the odds, Kaylyn rules

Yo, she’s runnin through her foes like Drano
She got that wrestling skill, though she don’t wear no halo
The Perfect Ten! Yeah, the description of Kaylyn
On the rise to the top, not possibly failin’.

Ultimate Showdown, it’s on tonight
Everybody going for the big prize
They’re setting up for quite a fight
Kaylyn Evans will beat all of the guys

Ultimate Showdown, it’s on tonight
Everybody going for the big prize
They’re setting up for quite a fight
Kaylyn Evans gonna -- kick ass

Every day She Wrestlin’

Wrestlin’ Wrestlin'

Back off Price, or you’re the first one that she will beat tonight,
She will win, a loss won’t suffice, now stop; she’s cool as ice

One more win for her, Odin knocked out
Please just step it up, Speede taken down
Oblivion pinned, the crowd goes ‘wow’
Pickin up the win, D-Day is out!

Get up, knocked down, she’ll pin your ass to the ground!
Get up, knocked down, she’ll pin your ass to the ground!
Get up, knocked down, she’ll pin your ass to the ground!
She’ll pin your ass to the ground; She’ll pin your ass to the ground!

Kaylyn, Kaylyn, Kaylyn, Kaylyn
Kaylyn, Kaylyn, Kaylyn, Kaylyn
Kaylyn, she’ll pin your ass to the ground, to the ground
Kick your ass now, kick your ass now, kick your ass now, kick your ass now

Ultimate Showdown, it’s on tonight
Everybody’s going for the big prize
They’re setting up for quite a fight
World Title Belt is gonna be-co-me all hers

Whoa! The Perfect Ten!
Whoa!
Whoa! The Perfect Ten!
Whoa!
Whoa! The Perfect Ten!

Every day she Wre-Wrestlin’!

“Oh wow... you all put that together while I was not here?”

The Perfect Ten had a smile on her face looking out at her students.

“That was absolutely amazing.. and once I am done talking to them... were running that again.”

The kids were rather excited as they broke and went off into conversation. Kaylyn mean while stepped out and into the other room to talk to her opponents.

“Wow, with motivation like that... how can I go wrong? Those kids can even feel it. They can see how much I want this. They know that I am not going to stop no matter what. I will continued to push myself harder and harder until I walk out of that match with something.. other than being bruised and beaten that is.

So Deruty, Odin, you two were spoken about... time to move onto Mr. Price. Yes the man that well.. needs this win. How is it going to feel when you walk out with something less than the World Title Price? This epic return in a pathetic match to get you into the Main Event … and you choke. We can see it Price. You might not be able to, but we can. We can see how much this means to you, and how much more it's going to mean when you don't get what you want.

You are right, I did say I never went face to face with you, I know next to nothing about you, but your actions say a lot Price. Your body language says more than your mouth ever could. I know enough to know that you think running your mouth is enough to get you a win in this match. I know that you think you are better than everyone else that is going to be in the match with you. You are Jay Fucking Price... and you are a worthless piece of shit. You are nothing anymore Price. You are just a name. And after this week you will be forgotten.

See those are things that I know Price. They are things that mean something. Those are the things that you fear. The reason you can not speak anything that runs through that head of yours is because you don't want to let everyone know just how low your spirits are right now. You are worried this week Price, and you are trying to hide it. It's not working. You have realized that your dreams might not come true once more. Realized that once more, you might not get that title that you want so bad.

How does it feel to face the facts Price? To know that everything is crumbling around you? It fucking sucks doesn't it? God, I would hate to set my hopes so high just to watch them fall apart. See, I have all these kids counting on me... and even still... I will not guarantee that I will walk out with that top prize. That would be stupid. I use logic, and don't set my hopes high. I set them at the bottom, so no matter what happens.. I will either do just what I expected, or I will exceed my expectations.

You see, I do that with everything in life. That includes this business. I don't think that anyone will remember my name after I leave. If they do, fine. If not, that is fine too. After I leave I wont look back, so I will have no idea what is said or not said in WCF. Do I care about the hype that everyone is placing on me? Fuck no. I care about myself, and what I think. Did I ask these fans to cheer me week in and week out? FUCK NO. I don't care about the fans. No matter what I say about them they continue to cheer me. Why? Because I give them something that none of you can... and that is something to look at.

Unlike what you want to believe Price. What you did to Anastasia does not bother me. It does not scare me, and you must be out of your mind to keep comparing me to her. I might come out, shake my ass here and there to taunt someone, but its all in fun. When I get in the ring it is all business, and that is the truth. Unlike Anastasia no one has taken the title from me. Not only did I win it, but I took it from someone that no one expected me to win against. I have held onto it since, and while I might lose it this week, it will only be to gain something higher. I am no 2.0 Price. I am the Perfect Ten. I am the one that will defy the odds and walk out standing taller than I was walking into the match. I will surprise you Price, along with everyone else. I will prove to you that I am not just looks, I am the whole fucking package.”

Kaylyn thought for a moment, deciding what to say next.

“Mr. Speede... God. Where to start. I have said everything I thought I could to you, and still you are a non believer. Speede, if Corey was there at ringside to help me out when things go wrong.. don't you think he would have stopped me from being on the edge of that stage? Going over the stage and possibly being out of this match completely? Use some common sense Speede. Oh wait, you don't have any. If you did you would see just exactly what is going on between little Aubrey and I.

What I find to be even more hilarious, is you thinking that you will one up me tonight. Roy, open your eyes hun. I will be in that match long after you are gone. I will be going further and further in this business while you sit back on the side lines wondering what the fuck just happened. If I was a total bitch I would leave Corey just to prove to you that he is not doing a damn thing to get me where I am. Well... outside of having trained me. That was when I first entered WCF. He took me under his wing, and the fact that you think he would put me over just because I am with him... really sad Roy. It's funny that you are the only one who sees it that way. You are the only one who thinks that the reason I am in this match is because Corey wanted to put me over. I earned my fucking spot here just like everyone else. I had to go through a fucking veteran to get here. And I did it.

I am no push over Roy. I work my way to the top everywhere I go. I earn my spot. Never has anything been handed to me. If anyone tried to just hand me something.. I would turn it down. The last thing I want is for things to be handed to me. But hey.. think as you wish. It will get you no where.

Just like you thinking that you are always there for Aubrey. That is a crock of shit. If you were always there for her, then she would never be alone with me. She wouldn't have those opportunities to be cornered. Guess what Roy... you fail.. again. I love the way you keep bringing up the fact that I am a flirt. Hell, its rather entertaining really. What is more entertaining is the fact that you thought for one little second that I would ever want you... what was it you said... wrapped around my finger. Ha. You are a loser Roy. That's why Aubrey is attracted to you, you are worse than she is. So she has something to be happy about for a change.

I see out of everything you said.. you never went against what I said... how if Aubrey could not defend herself against me then she shouldn't be here. Looks like you knew how true that was. Didn't want to hurt her admitting that did you Roy? I can understand that. Hell, don't want her to see that you believe that she is in the wrong business since she can't even stand up for herself. You two are perfect together. The perfect helpless couple. So pathetic is cute.

You want me Roy.. bring everything you got. Get in line... because there are others in this match that want to take me out as well, and I will be happy to let them all try. Its only fair... wouldn't you agree Oblivion? Yes, the cookie monster himself wishes me to be afraid. Sorry Oblivion, it's not happening.

You can look past the batting eyes, the ass shaking, and see whatever it is you wish to see Oblivion, but the thing is.. what you think you see is so wrong. Sure, I am attractive, but I am so much more then that. Beauty can step inside the ring, and still destroy everything within it and walk out on top. You think I care about my looks? You think I need them to damage my opponents and get the win? Like I said, I was blessed, its a gift, and a curse. Everyone wants to believe the looks is what got me everything I have today. You take away the looks and guess what.. you still have a strong woman that will kick ass in that ring and bring everyone down with her.

My looks are nothing. My talent is what got me the wins week in and week out. That is what got me into this match this week. The fact that I know how to wrestle. The fact that I am not afraid to step into the ring against the men of the business. Hell... if I didn't have talent I could have signed to a federation where there were plenty of women and it was no competition for me what so ever. Instead I came where there was a challenge, and week in, week out, no matter who that challenge is.. I am getting by just fine.

Unlike some, I don't have to hide behind something that I am not. I don't need a darkness to come over me to get the job done. I go into the ring and do me. And walk out winning. You think I am afraid to bleed? Please. I have no problem putting my body on the line and getting torn apart in a match just to come out on top. Blood does not bother me. Open me the fuck up and you will see the fire that burns inside me is all me. All that want and desire to do my best, and come out on top. You want to watch me sleep? Shower? Live my life. Have a go at it Oblivion. Like I said... stalk me. You wont be the first.. you wont be the last. I am not afraid of IT. I am not afraid of... you. I have already awoken to someone in my room watching me before, it was them that regretted it Oblivion, so think about that before you decide if you really want to stalk me or not. Think long and hard...

...and while you do that, I will get into the ring tonight and kick your ass and everyone else who comes in my way to the top. This will be my night to shine. I will do as I have been tell you all along... I will walk out a champion.

I do not need to be treated like a chick. Treat me just like you would the rest of your opponents. Hold nothing back. Odin, that goes for you as well. Double standards huh? I never said I wanted anyone to take it easy on me because I am a female. I would fucking destroy anyone who tried to take it easy on me. I am just as much a threat as anyone else in this match is, and the sooner you realize it the better.

Hurt me Odin. I beg you to try. I beg you to prove me wrong. Show me that I can not push you to a limit. Show me that I am not as good as I say I am. You have been challenged Odin... so what are you going to do about it?

You seem to think you have it all figured out. Seem to think that you will keep me knocked down. Guess what... like I said, I will keep getting up each and every god damn time. Even after all is said and done, if I walk out with that top gold.. and little Baines comes running down to cash in. I will show him also that I am more than meets the eye. Like I said... there is more than just looks to me. The time to realize that is up. Ultimate Showdown is here boys. You had better be fucking ready... because I am not going easy on anyone. I am going to walk out a champion... bet on that.”

Kaylyn walked back into the room with the kids who were chatting all about.

“Alright kids.. ready to shuffle? Positions... start it up.

Kaylyn stood in front of the kids, facing them and as the music started she too was singing along while doing the shuffle.

Ultimate Showdown, it’s on tonight
Everybody going for the big prize
They’re setting up for quite a fight
Kaylyn Evans will beat all of the guys

Ultimate Showdown, it’s on tonight
Everybody going for the big prize
They’re setting up for quite a fight
Kaylyn Evans gonna -- kick ass

The scene faded out on the group as they entertained themselves.

Tick Tock Mother Fucker 7-14-11

Tue, 08 Nov 2011 05:21:14 +0100

Hershey Park Happy!

Hershey Park Land!

So Many Things To See And Do!

Hershey!

The Great American Chocolate Bar!

“Fucking commercials.”

Kaylyn hit the power button on the remote before tossing it aside. Shaking her head she sighed before walking across the room and bending over to grab a beer from the fridge. Lifting that sheer black sparkling nighty from off her thigh she would open the beer with it before letting it fall to rest against her skin once more. Under that nighty a black thong and black bra could be seen. Her hair let down to breath was mainly along her back but slightly in front framing her face as well. Lifting that beer to her lips she takes a long sip before pulling it back down once more.

“Well, looks like I have gotten myself into a bit of a mess here coming Ultimate Showdown. Hell, had myself in a bit of a mess at Slam too. You know, when I beat Doc Henry.. I didn't even think about the fact that that I had just qualified myself into the Main Event at Ultimate Showdown.. I just thought about keeping that Television Title around my waist another week. Even last week on Slam... it was not on my mind that it was a match between the four that had already been set for the Main Event.. but rather a tag match that I had to get through one way or another. And well.. damn it if reality has not kicked me in the ass while I am already sore from the events just two days ago. Great fucking work reality. Kick me while I am down.”

Kay laughed softly before shaking her head and rolling her neck around sighing in the process from the slight pain that was felt. Moving to that dresser she opened the top drawer and pulled out a pill bottle before grabbing an oblong yellow pill from it and closing that bottle tossing it back into the drawer. Taking a sip of that beer she tossed the perk into her mouth before swallowing it.

“One thing about going through hell in a match... the pain killers. Fucking amazing job they do. This past week on Slam.. I have to say was my best, and worst match yet. How can it be both? That is quite simple actually. Best, because well... hell it was a fucking Main Event, and not only did I have an amazing partner, but I was against opponents who pushed me to limits others have yet to do. Worst, well, look at all the carnage that was left. That there says it all. While the match got out of hand and it was ruled a no contest.. there was a hell of a lot of statements made that night. Hell, even Mr. Baines himself came down to make a statement. That however.. I will get back to.

Oblivion. Jay Price. Roy Speede. Odin Balfore. Donald Deruty. Kaylyn James Evans. Sure as hell sounds like I have a lot of work ahead of me huh? I am the underdog in this match, and I won't deny that one bit. Hell, I will be walking into that match with a title and I already have that feeling I will be walking away without one. All I can do is step into the ring and give it my best. If I walk away without one of the titles will I be mad? No. It's a learning experience if I win or lose. Three men in the ring who I have yet to face. Five men that I will come to see up close and personal and learn more about. This is a great opportunity for me no matter what way you look at it. Sure I will be feeling like hell after it, but I will also know what to expect from each of you in the end for our next encounter.. and you had better believe no matter what that you will all be seeing me again, because I plan to keep fighting, and keep working my way to the top no matter what happens to me. I am unbreakable. Unstoppable for long. If you knock me down, I will be sure to give it my all to get up again. I will give it my all and than some. I will push myself to new limits, and I will grow even more than I already have. I did not get into this match by chance boys. I earned my spot just like all of you, and you had best believe I am going to make you all feel exactly what I am capable of doing.”

Kaylyn tipped that beer back finishing it off before tossing the bottle into a trash can not far from where she was standing. Putting her hands on the dresser behind her she pulled herself onto the dresser, sliding her bottom onto it before her legs came to cross at the ankle. Her legs swung back and forth, every now and then a thud would sound as her heels hit the dresser.

“The fucking devil, A pretty boy., The giant, A wanna be legend, and a trying to be prince charming. Really. That's what I see when I look at my opponents this week. Hm.. I guess I will start with the ….” Kaylyn acted like she was thinking it over for a moment before smirking. “Giant it is. Odin Balfore. You know, we have crossed paths a bit too much for my liking lately. You know, you don't give me enough credit Odin, you really don't. Thinking that was all Steve's idea. You were right.. he knew about it, it was not his idea however.. it was mine. I was wanting to help him out. Lucky for you... you seen it coming. Even went and paid me back for it the following week.. though, you couldn't do it alone could you? Had to get your little buddy to help. That is quite alright. Bring it on, I am ready to take you on. Hell, ready to take Santiago on again if he keeps his shit up. I might have the odds stacked against me Balfore, but you really have no idea what you are talking about if you think I should not be here. You don't think my mind is warped? Silly giant. Let me fill you in on something.”

Kaylyn went and lifted her cell phone from the dresser, having to lean over to get it, before messing with the buttons on the screen. After a moment she turned the phone towards the camera, and the camera zoomed in as she hit play.

The camera’s attention, post-match, returns to the locker room area…specifically the private accommodations afforded the current --- World Womens Champion. After the previous week’s incident’s she felt it best to avoid walking the hall’s this week just so she would not have any encounters with anyone. Mayhaps that is why the World Womens Champion was now found in her locker room. Black jeans were tightly fit against her skin and the soles of her white sneakers were planted firmly on the floor. Elbow’s rested on her knees and her head in her hands. The camera in the doorway was not even noticed by her. Words were heard but from the look’s of it, no one was around.

Kaylyn: “I know that, but you do not know them like I do. I have seen what they can do my whole life.”

A pause followed and Kaylyn’s hands moved, fingers raking through her hair as she went and sat up turning her head to the seat next to her where her companion was seen sitting. The shirt Kaylyn was wearing now seen was white with black lettering. The phrase… ‘I do what the voices in my head say’ was written across and everyone already knew how true of a statement that was.

Kaylyn: “I will finish them off, once the opportunity arises.”

Another pause but before Kaylyn could speak again there was a sound coming from behind the camera. The view panned back, more then likely from the camera man backing up. Tony and Adrean Black were sliding past the camera man and into the locker room. Kay stood up quickly staring them both down, but she did not advance. That was all Tony and Adrean… slowly inching closer to her on either side.

Adrean: “What happened? You were just talking about finishing someone off a few seconds ago were you not?”

A smirk was laid across the lips of Kay’s former valet.

Tony: “Even last week you were running your mouth. Open up Kay, tell us how you feel? Show us what you really want.”

It was all a game to Tony and Adrean and it was obvious as they inched closer. Kaylyn stepped back an inch but was against the wall and unable to go anywhere else. Tony stayed back and Adrean inched the rest of the way. A hand came and slapped palm down on the wall against Kaylyn’s head and she was seen flinching as Adrean leaned in and whispered, but his words were picked up from the sound equipment.

Adrean: “Really soon. Time is short, use it wisely.”

Backing away he turned and headed out the door. Tony, who had always been the leader out of T&A followed Adrean out and stopped at the door. Looking back at Kaylyn he tilted his head before his words were heard as well.

Tony: “No need to advertise it.”

Nothing else was needing to be said as he too vanished from the screen. Kaylyn was seen against the wall shaking and taking a breath as she calmed down. All of a sudden her head snapped towards the doll and a snarl came across her face. The doll mocking her for not finishing off Tony and Adrean when the chance had just clearly been available was not sitting with her well. Moving from the wall her hand flew out and the back of it hit the doll sending it flying across the room.

Kaylyn: “Who the hell asked you?!"

From the other side of the room, off-camera, comes a familiar, bone-chilling voice…one that gets Kaylyn, and perhaps her doll’s, attention mighty fast.

Aurelei: "Sometimes I wonder just how you survive week to week without someone taking advantage of your glaring weaknesses and putting you to rest, Kaylyn. Maybe there is such a thing as miracles."

The camera swings around to catch sight of a dressed-for-combat Lady Death as she saunters into the room, her white eyes wholly focused on the current champion. Aurelei’s eyes flicker to the belt, then back to the champion, and her calm expression hardens considerably.

Kaylyn: "Miracles... like the one that happened when Aurora took the title from you months ago?"

Aurelei: “That was more like bad luck and bad timing."

Kaylyn: "Funny...that's what I would have said about that attack Cynthia sent your way last week."

Aurelei audibly snarls behind blue-painted lips and takes a few steps towards Kay as her horrid grimace contorts into a psychotic smile.

Aurelei: "So very true...but bad luck for whom?"

Holding her ground she stepped forward closing the space between them. Her hand raised and a finger extended so that the tip ran along the bruised flesh on Aurelei's face.

Kaylyn: "Look's like it was for you now doesn't it?"

Lady Death turns and snaps at that finger sharply...enough so that the camera's mic could hear the sound of her teeth clicking together...enough so that Evans snatched her hand back with a shocked expression followed by a difficult-to-read grin.

Aurelei: "Looks can be deceiving. Not unlike you carrying around a title that doesn't belong to you and claiming to be a champion...when both you and I know that it's bullshit."

Snapping her hand back it came to rest at her side once more. Her lower lip moved inward as she bit on it for a moment in thought.

Kaylyn: "Until someone on this roster takes it from me...the title is mine. I am not claiming to be something I am not. That is something that is all you...Lady Death."

Aurelei: "Big words, Evans. Bear in mind that if...a big damn if...you survive Aurora, Alexa and whatever other slovenly twit is tossed into the match at Hallow-Havok...you'll be paid a visit by me at Fall Fatale. And unlike our match at Raining Blood, mercy won't be a factor."

Kaylyn: "Forgive me Aurelei, but you are not going to intimidate me. Unlike everyone else here...to me, you will always be Phoenix. So why don't you fly away now, birdie? I have other things to attend to."

Reaching up to grab Kaylyn around the throat with one hand, Aurelei forces her back hard against the wall and brings up her other hand in the process, holding it over the champion's lips. The Dark Mistress leans the full height and weight of her body in against the pinned Evans, her lips right up near the woman's ear as she breaths out a harsh, whispered message.

Aurelei: "It's by sheer luck that you're still conscious right now, esemono..." Another lapse into Japanese... "...and if I were you, I wouldn't push what little you have left if you want to hold my title any longer than a month."

Aurelei snaps at the woman's ear closely enough that she gets another flinch out of Kaylyn...then finishes her message.

Aurelei: "I'm the only one who can set you free, Kaylyn. You can either continue to wallow in your painful mediocrity...or you can become the force you claim you already are. Make your choice and make it soon. Otherwise this little window of opportunity is going to crush your skull in."

Letting go of the champion, Aurelei gives her an oddly endearing look...then sweeps out of the locker room like a shadow, leaving Evans to wonder just what she meant with those words. Kaylyn watched as Aurelei left the room, her breathing was coming back to normal and her hues still lingered at the doorway. Again her head turned away only to look at the now fallen over doll.

Kaylyn: "Shut it. You don't need to have an answer to that. You’ve seen me watching her promos as of late...so you tell me...did it look like I enjoyed the way she handled me?"

As if the doll responded with a yes, Kaylyn smirked.

Kaylyn: "Enough said then."

RJ: I still can’t get over her talking to that doll. But whether she’s really that loopy or if it’s all a play, Kaylyn’s in hot water from every direction.”

MS: “Lady Death is bad enough, but now she has those losers Tony and Adrean breathing down her neck. I swear…what does it take to give those lumps a clue?”

RJ: “You should talk.”

Kaylyn turned her phone around towards her and closed out of the web before placing it down on the dresser once more.

“Hmm... from the looks of it Odin.. I think I already lost my mind... and that there.. was two years ago. So guess what.. just because I don't show it.. does not mean it is not there. I don't have to sit there and air everything out for everyone to see for it to be true. But.. if it makes you content now seeing that, then my work is done. Well, at least done in regards to letting you see that I am not as there as you might have thought I was. I know how to put up a good front Odin. I know how to make others believe things that are not true. Hell.. Thunder thought I was into him. Silly boy. Just friends is all I ever thought. Where you got an idea like that from... I don't know.

Just like you thinking that I have my assets doing the work for me. I don't need to save myself from anything that any one of you want to try and do in that ring. I know what I am capable of, and I know I can take any of you head on. With that being said.. look at how fast I have risen in this place. Tell me then that I don't belong here.. that I should just pack my backs and high tail it. Actually.. don't waste your breath because I wont be doing it either way. Like I said.. I don't back down.

So tell me something Balfore.. did I show you that I could use a chair well? I mean.. yeah your scary ass sat up from it.. but I know you fucking felt every hit. The way you staggered showed that much. The glaze in your eyes showed that much. You felt it all.. no matter what you say otherwise.”

Kaylyn pushed off the dresser letting her feet touch ground once more. Her arms going and stretching up over her head before she dropped them to her sides shaking them out.

“You can say I am misguided.. misunderstood, hell.. you can say anything you want.. that does not mean for a damn second that it is true. I can tell you a fact though... I will never trust Odin Balfore. Understood Giant? I hope so because I would hate to have to repeat myself.. that gets so fucking annoying. You say my ignorance is bliss, and it will be my downfall.. I say.. you have no clue still. When are you going to wake up Balfore? Did last weeks match at least wake you the hell up? Did it give you some insight to what I am capable of?! Because damn if it didn't tell me a lot about you and the devil. I am not about to take a vacation, start a family or anything else you can think of. If these boy want to drool all over me.. that is their own damn problem. Not my fault if I know how to catch someones attention. Are you upset Odin that I can get away with a hell of a lot because I have a cunt and not a dick? Guess what... hate to break it to you but this bitch is not going anywhere.. you are stuck seeing me here week in and week out moving up the ladder no matter what anyone says or does to try and stop me.

You said that fucking boot of yours would do a hell of a lot to me but guess what. I got right back up.. granted with help... and I continued to fight. I went off the stage with you in the end.. went through fucking hell and guess what.. I am back.. so hope you are ready.. because this week.. it just got a little worse.

Speaking of hell... Hello there Oblivion. You know.. I don't really know what to think of you. After that shit you pulled with Mr. FPV... seeing him being taken through the ring.. Well hell if you didn't just fuck with the mind. You are one of the two I know the least about... at least last week.. I actually got to go at you in the ring, even if not for long. You truly have a fucked up head Oblivion, it's quite a masterpiece really.”

Moving across the room she fell back against the bed, looking up at the ceiling as she continued to speak.

“I mean fuck.. I have done some mind blowing things in life... but nothing compares to the unexplainable. The unimaginable.. the unthinkable. Who really thought that we would see something like that happen? I know I sure as hell didn't. That is besides the point however. The point is, that this hot piece of ass is going to show you just what she is made of. You might make me scream in pain... but it will not get to that level of ecstasy Oblivion. No, I hate to break it to you.. but that will never happen. You will soon find out that I am worth the battle.. but not to hear me scream.. it will be because I push you further than you ever could have imagined I would. You need to get that head into the match when it comes to me Oblivion.. not about me writhing in pain in your grip, screaming out in pain.. it's not about that. It's about so much more. You have seen already that I will do anything I have to do, to get the win. I don't care what it is. Dirty tactic or not.. I am not above using it. I might be lovely, you might want to do some night hunting, but you had better stop underestimating me, because it will be your downfall in the end.

I expected nothing less going into this match. Every fucking one of you underestimating what I am capable of doing... because I am a woman. This woman, is about to rock your world, turn it upside down, and leave you laying on your back.. in a world of pain. You know what though.. keep underestimating me. Keep it up, and I promise you, you will fucking regret it.”

Turning onto her stomach, those feet came to rise into the air above her bottom, crossing at the ankles, just swaying while she spoke once more.

“Now, the wanna be Legend, Mr. Fucking Price himself. The one I know the least about. Have never come face to face with, in or out of the ring. Someone who steps in and tries to once again capture the gold. How are you feeling about your chances there Price? I know you are thinking yourself a pretty big man right now. Thinking you will walk in, drop everyone, and walk away with what you have yet to gain this whole time.

You think your so called trash talk is going to get to people Price? Please. Like I have not been called a whore before. Is that supposed to upset me? It sure as hell didn't when Kash said it.. and it damn sure isn't about to start effecting me now. You want me to be a whore, then come down to the ring with some cash on you Price.. because it will be the only way to save your ass out there.. actually.. even that wont save you. You will feel my body against your own, but not one bit of it will be pleasurable. You will feel how much power I can pack behind a fist.. a kick, a low blow.

I am the Television Champion for a reason Price, and that is because I got through the one that had it. And I have retained it since because I have been dropping mother fuckers around here who keep underestimating what I am capable of in that ring. So bring it on Price. I can not fucking wait to show the world what a poser you really are. Hell, that alone will be enough in this match for me. Like I said already.. it's not my fault these fellows can not contain their hormones. You are sadly mistaken if you think that anything you say or do to me will affect me. I was blessed with my beauty, you want to smash my face into the mat.. fuck, bring it. I wont ever look any different however.. its called money Price. I am not against using it if need be. I have had much bigger and stronger men try to fuck up this beauty, and the most they could do was break something, but when I heal.. guess what.. back and more beautiful than ever!

Face the facts Price. At one time.. you were a rookie that skyrocketed in this business, but... there are others here now, and that scares you Price. You are afraid to know that one of us rookies will do something you have never been able to do. Something that you have only been able to dream about, get so close to, and fall further away from. Getting that World Championship. Welcome to the reality that is going to be coming at you Monday night at Ultimate Showdown Price. Face the facts, because you will not be seeing that title held up in the air by your hands. Not at all. I will never be playing second to anyone, and that is fact.”

That smile played across her face before she smirked. Pushing herself up to a kneel on the bed before sliding back and pushing to a stand. Sliding her feet into a pair of black heels she started to cross the room.

“Speaking of facts, Speede, are you done trying to play Aubrey's Prince Charming yet? The sooner you realize she is mine, to do with as I please, the better things will be for you. You keep trying to talk me out of my decision, and you see that all it's doing it putting her through even more hell. Tell me something Roy... do you enjoy what I put her through deep down inside? Think about that long and hard.

You see Roy, you and I... we were on good terms for a minute there. Then you had to put your nose into my business, and become a thorn in my side. Your precious little Aubrey is mine Roy. She does what I say, when I say it, and if she doesn't...” Kaylyn laughed softly. “Well, we have all seen what happens if she does not listen. I am not above putting my hands on a woman. Look at the business we are in. If I want to lay my hands on the lady, and she can not do something about it, then she should not be here. You have fucked with the wrong person Speede. The second you stuck your nose into my affairs you put your life, and hers in my hands more than ever. Do you realize what I could do to you? What I could do to her? Like she said Roy... just keep this to the match this week.

If you put your hands on me trying to hurt me.. you had best believe you will be in a world of pain for a long time to come. This is not even about who I affiliate myself with. I don't need to use Corey over anyone's head to get things that I want done. My personal life has nothing to do with what I do here in the business. My affiliation with the boss started long before he became such. However, since people want to believe that I could have that kind of power to persuade him when it came to business matters, why the hell should I not use it against them? It means they are weak. You are weak Roy, just like Aubrey. It's no wonder you found one another.

You will never amount to anything. That means in this match as well Speede. Hell, you should do Aubrey a favor and keep your ass home. If you don't there is no guarantee that you will make it out of this match okay Roy. You are a thorn in my side, and I plan on taking you out.”

She smiled softly before her lips parted once more as she grabbed the remote off the bed and walked over to place it on top of the television.

“This brings me to the Pretty boy of the group. Mr. Donald Deruty. You have been there in my path since day one Deruty, but it was not until now that it was in a bad way. You have spoken to me and told me how I could get past Kash, told me what I could expect from him, and for that.. I thank you. However, that knowledge led me to where I am today. In this upcoming match where your title is the highest one on the line. You already seen that I am very persuasive and I do anything to get what I want, so you know what to expect partially. However you have upset me Donald. You are doubting me. You are the last person I expected to hear those words from Deruty. That doubt coming from you.

Tsk tsk tsk.

You will regret it. Am I ready for a match of this caliber? Facing those the likes of you, Price, Oblivion, you had bet your ass I am. I can keep up with the best of the best. I proved that last week. I had Odin and Oblivion knocking me down but I kept getting my ass back up. It was YOU who didn't get back up Deruty.. YOU were down in the ring leaving yourself vulnerable for an attack from Baines. YOU are the one that needs to sit there and question himself. Are you sure you are ready for everyone that will be in that ring with you? I went off the fucking stage fighting Donald, and you couldn't even get up in the ring. What does that say about our Champion?

Fuck, I might not even be back to one hundred percent by the pay-per-view but you had better believe I will be standing in that ring giving more than I get. Fuck the odds Deruty. You want to talk about Odds? Think of it like this... We all want that title YOU hold. We all want YOU out of the picture so someone else will be guaranteed that title. So think about that long and hard.. because the odds are not in you're favor, whether you like it or not.

You were the last person I thought I would have to go off on Deruty.. but that had changed. Remember.. it's business. You are holding something that I want.. and I will fight my hardest to get. No questions and many consequences.”

Kaylyn sighed holding her stomach for a minute.

“God damn it. Now I want some chocolate. Looks like its time to head to a theme park.”

Turning her back to the camera she moved over to that door opening it and walking out the door letting it close behind her. Just as the camera was about to turn off she came back into the door.

“Clothes might help...”

She laughed softly before the camera turned to face the wall as she seemingly went to change her attire, her words came out once more however.

“You know, I almost forgot to send a little message to someone. Mr. Baines. I know you will be watching this.. you will be looking at all of us in the ring this week. You want that title Mr. Deruty holds, and who can blame you? You have that opportunity to cash in whenever you please, and I am sure we are all thinking it will be this Monday that you decide to do such.

Last week you attacked my partner Baines. While you feel you have your reasons, and while the match might have been called at that point.. it makes no difference to me. You interfered. You got yourself involved, and this week... this week the matters involve me once more. You had better watch yourself Baines.

I will be damned if I am going to work my ass off, trying to send out each and every one of these fuckers from the ring just for you to sneak behind and attack me. I got my eye on you Baines. I am not afraid of you... and if you fuck with my time.. we are going to have a huge problem. My suggestion? If it's me that wins.. you back the fuck up and wait another day.. because if you ruin it for me.. I will hunt you down forever, until I feel that you have paid for it.”

Hearing that door opening once more the camera was quick to turn around, catching the Television Champion as she left the room once more.

Time was nearing... what was to come, only time would tell.

Full on Ass Kicking. 7-4-11

Tue, 08 Nov 2011 05:19:12 +0100

The camera feed started to run as that blue Dodge was seen pulling up to the side of a long rode, trees on either side of it. That ignition was killed before the WCF Television Champion opened the driver side door and hopped out of that truck. Seeing that camera she smiled sweetly before closing the driver side door leaving the keys in the ignition. Out of the other side of the truck came her three brothers, Donta, Anthony and Lance. Having taken the ride down to Lancaster County Pennsylvania she made that short walk across the rode towards those trees where a path could be seen and stepped through it, her brothers hot on her tail. On the other side, a beautiful patch of water surrounded by the sandy ground. Standing there dressed in a pink leopard print tank top that rested about six inches above her navel, and a pair of pink sweat shorts that hugged her curves low around her waist she looked out to the water speaking. Her brothers meanwhile started walking, well, Anthony and Donta did, her middle brother, Lance, stayed by her side.

“I have been nothing but tested since day one here in WCF. Long before I was even booked in a match. How might you ask? Simply put... men! A week before I arrived in a WCF arena after signing my contract, I was spotted numerous times by Mr. Knoxville. He had no idea who I was, but I knew exactly who he was.”

She turned and faced the camera speaking once more as she took a few steps back towards the water.

“I started right then with my plan. A way to get into the minds of many. I did what I do best.. I manipulated the situation. Let him see me a few times and that fast... he was hooked. I watched from a distance as he searched, and I left with a smile upon my face. Before even getting in the doors.. I already had one mind lost... to be controlled, at my will. I know how to play my cards... know how to keep peoplewanting, needing, and guessing. I know how to get things done by any means possible, and I have proved that without a doubt.”

She smirked before continuing.

“Most have come to speculate that I know how to use my body in the ring, both competitively as well as a distraction. This week in the ring.. will be just like every other.”

That smirk grew into a grin before she turned and started heading down the sandy way a little off the waters edge. Her feet covered in those black Reebok's made their way through that sand with ease, slow steps she took while she spoke still, every now and again looking over towards the camera. Lance stayed with her, as they passed Anthony and Donta up who stopped to toss rocks out into the water to see who could skip them the most.

“You see Doc Henry.. you might be a veteran in this business, and compared to you and many others.. I am nothing but a rookie... but you might want to ask all of the others just what this rookie can do. I have stepped into the ring with the best there is.. some of the best... and walked out victorious. Only one person can claim he has beaten me... and well, Shane Borderland is no longer here. Ya see Doc, while you might have been attacking people to make a statement, and get back into the ring again.. you have not impressed me. Don't get me wrong, you have beaten some amazing competitors, but you have never stepped into the ring against the likes of myself... and no matter who is at ringside... you will not cost me my match. The Television Championship is mine... and no one is taking it from me.”

She laughed softly and Lance shook his head but stayed quiet. He knew better then to interrupt his sister during business. Her steps quickened, and his matched hers before she spoke to him.

“I swear, there is not a single time we have been around a body of water other than a pool and they have not tried to out do one another skipping rocks.”

“Sis, look at the family you were born into. Do you really think for a second it would be anything but a competition one way or another?”

“Well no but... shut up Lance!”

She stated before pushing him away from her, where he came right back, wrapping his arms around her own as well as her chest before lifting her into the air.

“Okay okay... I give.”

He placed her down on her feet and she was still for a second before turning right around and sending a fist his way which he had been anticipating. Catching it he tsk'd before laughing and letting her go. She rolled her eyes before whistling at the other two to catch up while she and Lance continued along that sandy way.

“You see Doc, the last time you were in the ring... was when you went against Logan in the steel cage, at least that is the last I remember... and guess what.. after that, you went on your little attack spree. The message you sent Doc, was not that you wanted to be reinstated, but you wanted to be a target... and guess what Henry, this week, you have been targeted. This week you come into the ring against myself, this week... you walk out, a loser. There is word going around... that the reason I am winning my matches, is because of my connection with the boss. Hate to break it to everyone, but when that one two three comes in place... it's not Creeping Death who is in the ring laying my opponents out, it is myself. Quite frankly, what we have here is a bunch of haters, a bunch of people who don't realize that a girl CAN and IS doing better than most of the male roster. A woman that has made her name known well enough to get placed in a qualifying match for that World Title. What it all boils down to Doc is this... you will not stop me.”

Kaylyn turned around seeing that Donta and Anthony were talking to an older couple who had stopped them, she shook her head and turned back around.

“They really will stop and talk to anyone, it never matters.”

“What can you expect? Anytime you are around they are like that. They keep one eye on you at all times, and also find out who everyone around is. You are the baby to us, even though Anthony is the baby here, we all consider you the one that needs protecting. Hell, even Tony and Adrean feel that way...”

“Lance.. don't. Just... don't.”

Kaylyn went from standing just a tad shorter than Lance to going lower than his waist in a matter of seconds. Lance started laughing unable to help himself, and Donta and Anthony were making their way towards them slowly, Lance blocking the way of their site to Kaylyn.

“Hey, let's turn around.”

“Yeah, that couple just said there is a patch of quick sand somewhere around here.”

“You don't say....”

Lance stepped aside laughing harder as Kaylyn's voice came through and both Donta and Anthony stopped short and started balling. The three of them were hysterical with laughter and Kaylyn's eyes narrowed, while she tried not to laugh herself.

“Come on, stop laughing and get me the hell out of this shit..”

Their laughter continued, Lance even falling to his knees but none of them moving forward, as none of them wanted to get stuck either. It was more like quick mud than sand, as Kaylyn was full of mud as she tried to move her hands in it inching her way forward. Their laughter only caused her to laugh before trying to stop.

“Come on guys, you are going to make me piss myself.”

Her comment only had them laughing harder. Anthony and Donta having to turn their backs to her to try to keep themselves from feeling that same way from laughing so hard. Lance himself could not even look her way fully without bursting into laughter again. Kay finally made her way through the mud, her whole body other than her hands covered in it. Looking at her feet she groaned seeing one of her Reebok's was missing.

“You have got to be fucking kidding me.. these are my favorite sneakers..”

“Don't you dare do it... Kaylyn!”

Donta was heard loud and clear, but Kaylyn went back in anyway, turning her head to look up at the sky while she reached down pulling her sneaker out of the quick mud. Leaning back she put her hands on firm ground before pushing up and pulling herself out of the mud slowly, but surely.

“Jesus that was a Bitch.”

Shaking her head she got to a stand looking over at her brothers with narrow eyes.

“You three... can always walk back...”

She laughed before shaking her head and heading back towards the truck. Looking over her shoulder she looked at the camera and spoke.

“Oh yeah, and Doc... don't worry... come Monday.. I won't be bringing any mud into the ring. It will be just you, and me... and full on ass kicking.”

With that the scene faded to nothing.

This show is hot... 6-23-11

Thu, 30 Jun 2011 04:20:16 +0100

The feed opened with a door being shown, and Kaylyn walked across the locker room before opening it up. The Perfect Ten was standing there in a blue button up hoodie of shorts that was short around her torso, and a pair of white shorts that showed off those long toned legs. As she seen the camera she sighed before letting the camera man in. Sitting there on a black couch was none other then Aubrey Summers, and in Kaylyn's hand? That coffee Aubrey had went out and brought for her. Yes, Kay had found it before catching Aubrey as she was trying to leave the arena. Kay moved over towards a door opening it up and looking inside. Water could be heard along with her voice.

“Give me a minute, the camera just showed up, so take your time.”

No reply was heard, but there must have been a response of some sort because Kay was seen licking her lips as she pulled the door closed behind her.

“Sorry, caught me at a bit of a bad time here, but hey.. what can ya do?”

Kay finished off that coffee before walking over to Aubrey and handing the cup to her.

“Get rid of it.”

She stated before Aubrey's jaw dropped as the trash can was just where Kaylyn had been standing at when she finished the beverage off. Kay smirked as Aubrey got up and went to walk away, her hand quickly going back to tap her bottom as she walked.

“Mmm, gotta love fresh meat. A cute one at that. Anyway, off to my opponent this week. Mr. Blake. Can't say I don't know anything about you because well... damn if you were not hiding around last week catching me while I stopped little Ms. Summers in the halls. Got to see yourself a nice little welcome before getting one yourself. Tell me, how did that cheek feel after that slap? I bet someone like you enjoyed it as much as Logan did... actually, I know you did because I went back and seen the footage... think you are in love huh? Slow down there little man.”

Kay laughed and her eyes went to watch as Aubrey walked back over to the couch sitting down once more. It was obvious she was afraid because she was doing as she was asked, and not even trying to leave the room. Threats, they work wonders. Kay smirked before walking over towards the desk sitting there and lifting herself onto it before crossing her legs one over the other.

“You see Blake, I already know that ego of yours got a little bigger, hell, who can blame you, but.. a win against Shadow, does not mean you will get one over me. Hell, you are already drooling all over me, and after I am done with you this week, I am sure it will only get worse. Something you said last week caught my attention however, and I am advising you now not to waste your breath saying it to me. The words were..Everything Ryan Blake does is perfect, because Ryan Blake is Ryan Blake. And no body can compare, relate or repeat my greatness, no matter who anybody says. Just bow down and respect it. Accept defeat while you're ahead because there will be no turning back. Ryan Blake, yes, the rookie, is going to school you in the ring this week.... Whoa there buddy. I swear, if you open that mouth of yours and say something to me along those lines.. that slap will not be the only thing you feel for hours. Hell, you are already unfortunate enough to be getting in the ring against me this week, don't make it worse on yourself.”

Kay sat there and looked away from the camera towards where Aubrey was sitting on the couch, and slowly her hands lifted to those buttons on her shirt. One button was undone slowly, before her fingers moved down to the next. That too came undone before the other three followed. Slowly that toned flesh of her torso was shown. Her ample breasts covered in a lacy black and purple material. That shirt was slid off one arm before the next, very slowly at that. The shirt in her hand was tossed over in Aubrey's direction and Kay smirked just a bit. Her fingertips trailed along her toned torso of hers for a second before she slid off that desk.

“Hell, I think just getting in the ring with me after saying you are in love is worse for you right off the bat. Hell, you have to worry about every time I go to touch you, what it will do to you. If slapping you causes you to fall in love, after me tossing you around the ring you will want to get married. Just imagine every time I go to pin you. Me going for a suplex on you... hell imagine you going for one on me... I better not feel anything popping against my body or I swear... it will only fuel me that much more. This body can not be touched by just anyone, and all these fools in the ring.. are just lucky to be booked against me, lucky they have their few minutes to get all the touching in that they can while getting their asses whooped. Just warning you and everyone else out there... the boss man watches everything. Keep that in mind when you think about letting those hands slip.”

Speaking of slip. Her hands slid down along that toned torso before those thumbs came to hook into the hem of those shorts on either side of her waist. Very slowly she pulls down on the fabric, a little more skin being shown before that black and purple matching material that is a thong is shown peeking through. Down further the material goes, sliding along those silky smooth thighs before she let go of the material and let it fall to the ground. One foot stepped out of it before the other lifted kicking that material over to the side. Standing there she did a slow spin while looking over at Aubrey, a smirk staying on her face as the woman had no idea what to expect from Kaylyn. As she stood back upright her hands ran along her right leg, along that thigh, before her left hand grazed across that lacy fabric.

“Whoops, slipped.”

She said with a smirk on her face before she spoke once more towards her opponent.

“You see Blake, not only are you coming for me in the ring this week, but it's my title you are after, and I hate to break it to you, but I am not giving this title up to anyone. I am going to give everyone that is booked against me a run for their money, because this title... is staying around my waist. It's not going anywhere else. Is that understood? Now I am sure you, as well as everyone else is wondering what exactly is going on with little Aubrey and myself. Hehe, wouldn't you all love to know just what I have in store for her.. Sorry, you will have to wait and see.”

While talking about the Aubrey situation Kaylyn didn't even realize her fingertips had started to trail along her body. Dipping between that cleavage being held up by that lacy material. Her fingers trailed lower, towards her right aureola, the further it trailed, the more the fabric got pushed aside before exposing said area to the viewers and her personal audience. Her thumb flicked across that already hardened nipple before her hand moved away. Both going behind her she unclasped that bra, before her arms came to cross in front of her as the material loosened. Going to those straps she slowly lowered them along her arms before those ample breasts were free for the world to see as the material was released and dropped around her feet upon the floor.

“So Blake, are you ready for when you step into the ring with me? You have seen what I can do. Seen what I am capable of, and hell... now you have seen the body you will be in the ring against. Are you sure you can get into the right mind frame to pull out a win against me? All I need is that moment's hesitation from you. That split second that you second guess yourself, and it will be all over. You have seen me low blow my opponents without a care in the world, you have seen me turn them inside out and get a win, you have seen what is to be your destiny come Monday night. You will be laying in the ring when all is said and done, because you didn't get your shoulder up in time. You didn't kick out fast enough to save you. You were thinking with the wrong head as my body came across yours for the pin. When all is said and done, I will still be the WCF Television Title Champion and there is nothing you can do about it.”

Kaylyn's hands ran down along her sides, those curves of her body being touched with the gentlest of touches. That along with the air in the room being cool had goosebumps forming along her silky smooth skin. That didn't stop her however from turning her back to the camera and hooking her thumbs into the hem of that thong that was already showing off her round firm ass. Slowly she pulled the strap down across her bottom before turning around and laughing softly.

“You didn't think I would deprive you of the show already did you?”

She continued to pull that material down, a cleanly shaven mound coming to show as the fabric fell lower, and lower, before dropping to the floor. As she went to stop out of it a peek of that slit was seen as the camera man was eating this show up.

“Now, while you figure out how to close your jaw and reply, I will be enjoying my time. See you Monday Blake, and don't be late... because this is a show you wont want to miss.”

She smirked before walking over towards Aubrey who was pressing herself back into the couch. Kaylyn grabbed her by the hair before pulling her up against her body, and pressing her lips onto the other woman's. She held it for a moment before pulling away and bringing Aubrey by her hair to the door she had opened once before. Her hand turned the knob and tossed Aubrey inside the bathroom, the camera having been focused on Kaylyn's ass as she walked moved up in time to catch Aubrey stopping herself from hitting the wall on the other side. Turning towards the camera Kaylyn gave a little wave before stepping inside the door and closing it behind her. The camera focused on the door for a moment and Kaylyn's voice was heard once more.

“Are you ready to get dirty?”

Without any reply being heard, the scene faded to nothing.

I'm not a girly girl. 6-20-11

Thu, 30 Jun 2011 04:19:10 +0100

Unlike the usual skimpy attire Kaylyn was known to wear, as the feed opened today it was to see her wearing a custom made white tank top. Her bottoms were a pair of black shorts hanging low around her waist and hugging those curves, more so hugging her bottom as the material rested just under that firm ass of hers. Her hair was down as in most cases, and flowing freely as she walked those last few blocks towards the gym.

Entering the gym the camera man was ahead of her backing his way through the door and followed her there after, the camera slipping to catch her bottom and the way her hips moved as she walked. A clearing of her throat without her even looking towards the camera had it back on the back of her head instead of focusing on her ass.

“Do you think for one second I don't know where that camera was pointing? Silly boy. I have been around long enough to know just where the camera goes when a woman turns her back to it. Like I told you long ago.... keep your manners in check around me, or I will have to check them for you. Anyway.. this week I am defending against a man known as Michael Santiago. Sorry am I supposed to be impressed with that? Quite frankly I am not... more so after hearing him spew his trash all over the place.”

Kaylyn got right down to stretching in front of a mirror. Keeping her eyes on it at all time she spread her legs before bending forward, the camera focusing on her in full.. front and back with this view, but stretching was not going to stop her from talking.

“So a guy who comes and gets a few wins is all happy go lucky to have a shot at the title that I currently hold. Third match and you have a title shot, someone must be looking at you and seeing that talent.. Oh please. My second match here... I went for that title, that your buddy boy, Mr. clumsy himself holds now. Real talent was seen the day I stepped into the ring, and that's why yours truly was put into the title scene, not just once... but right after that again against Mr. Kash. That's why yours truly not only has a title to hold, but has also defended it more then once to retain. It's not luck Santiago, its skill... and that is something you are going to find out for yourself this week. You see, you might think that it is just luck on my side... but just because I am a woman in the business does not mean I don't have the skill to take downany man in the back. I don't care who they are, I can get the job done. I was trained by the best... and therefore, I am unstoppable. Even if you beat me.. it won't stop me from coming back for more. Hell, you would probably have better luck buying a new television then you will of taking this title from me.”

Kay straightened up and twisted her body side to side making sure she was lose before sitting on the floor still facing that mirror. Spreading her legs apart so they were practically at each side she bent forward resting against the ground with her arms out in front of her before moving from one side, to the next.

“What either of us has done in the ring before now... is pointless, because its not any of those other opponents that will be across the ring. No, this time I get someone fresh, just like yourself. This time, you have no idea what you are stepping into. I might look fragile, but I am far from it. I won't break easily Santiago, and the only way you will get this title from me is if you break me. Sorry chump, but that is not going to happen. Kash came back week after week trying to regain this title from me.. and it did not happen. If someone like him can't get it back... or retain it in the first place against me.. what makes you think you will have a chance? Yes, I know I said anything we have done before now is pointless, but look at him... look at who he defeated before coming into the ring against myself. All I need is that split second and I could roll you up and steal the win like everyone first said I did with Kash. I look for opportunities in the ring, and I take what I can get. I have no shame in how I win a match.. no matter what the case may be. I have no shame in anything I do. The bottom line is... I am ruthless, and when I step into the ring.. my opponents become my punching bags... Are you ready to stand there while I pound you?”

She sent a wink into the mirror which the camera caught. Her little play on words had a smirk coming across her face before she continued.

“We are both in this business for our own reasons... mine? Love of the sport. A way to knock the living hell out of someone in front of the fans and not have any repercussions at all. Yeah the backstage scuffles happen here and there, but outside the arena? Oh outside the arena for the things that I want to do to people, damn, my ass would be locked up in a heartbeat, and well... this ass is far too fine to be in jail. All those eyes watching me with every move I make... the hunger in them.. oh wait. That's everywhere I go. Never mind!”

She laughed softly and had that oh so fake innocent look upon her for a second.

“You see Santi, it's like this... you can have your whole fucking stable at ringside, and it still wouldn't do shit for you. A truck of a man Odin, and his little rat Gil... I can take all three of you on alone and still scrape out the win somehow. I am just that fucking amazing. You want to get to the top of this company.. that is fine, but the problem is, those few steps up the ladder that you have taken already... well, they are not going to mean shit when your bad luck continues in the ring and I knock you off them. You will be laying on the mat... right back at the bottom all over again, and I will be laughing it up knowing I am that much closer to proving to everyone that I am not just some eye candy. I am a fucking hard hitting bitch that will knock you on your ass the second I can.”

“For me, it's not about the wins and losses... though the wins are pretty fucking amazing. It's about what happens in the ring. How much you can wear your opponent out, how much you can break them. Even if I am the broken one in the end, you had better believe I will not be the only one feeling it. I make sure everyopponent I face feels the same thing.. even if you walk out with the win... the pain will be there. It will get to you. Haunt you for days. If I do win... it will haunt you for weeks. See, the ring... it's my playhouse.. and you, well, you are just a little toy tossed into the mix. Now for myself... I was never the girly type... barbies, doll houses... they all got destroyed. It was.. rather fun ripping the heads off of a barbies body just to toss her into the trash. That's what I plan to do to you Santi, toss you into the trash.”

A door slams, and Kaylyn springs to her feet, turning around. As she does so, the camera follows the direction her eyes go, and in front of her is the young Roy Speede. He takes a few steps further into the building from the entrance way, and looks around a bit, seeing just who is in the gym today. He spots Kaylyn, and strolls over.

Roy Speede: "Well hey, Miss Kaylyn! Don't you look fine today? Rhetorical's, of course- you're always lookin' good. I didn't realize you trained here?"

Kaylyn: "Uh, yeah, actually. I've been training here for quite a while. I've never seen you around here before though."

Roy Speede: "Actually, I'm trying this place out for the first time. I figured interacting with others besides those in my circle of friends would probably give me more training experience. Is your training going well? Gotta be in top shape to defend that TV Title, you know... Well, by the looks of it, you are, but that's beside the point. Michael Santiago is going to be targeting you big time this Monday."

Kaylyn: "Yeah, well I'm kinda surprised, actually. I've never really stopped to talk to you."

Kaylyn lets out a chuckle.

Kaylyn: "But yeah, I'm getting another training session in before lunch, and then I'm going to head over to the arena."

Roy Speede: "Lunch, huh? Well, I was actually going to grab a bite to eat for myself when I finished my training session. Maybe we could grab a bite together"

Kaylyn: "Well... You know what, sure. I guess it's better to make a friend out of you than an enemy, or at least, it seems that way for now. It's not like you're after my title or anything."

Kaylyn and Roy share a laugh.

Roy Speede: "Most certainly not. The TV Title is nice, but I want something bigger than that. I want something sweeter than any title; I'm working on revenge, you know?"

Kaylyn: "Revenge, huh? Oh that's right, mister 'Son of Treachery', you get to face your papa this week."

Roy Speede: "Yeah, but I'm not too worried about that; Logan's latest return has been nothing but a joke. So you all ready to bring down Santi?"

Kaylyn: "I'm more than ready. I'm not just going to bring him down, I'm going to teach him not to underestimate a girl because of her looks."

Roy Speede: "Well, if you want some help training, the ring's empty; we could have a sparring match, if you're up for it?"

Kaylyn: "Is that a challenge, Speede? Okay, you're on!"

Kaylyn and Roy slide under the bottom rope and both get to their feet almost simultaneously.

Roy Speede: "You're sure you're ready for this?"

Kaylyn: "Roy, I told you, the perfect ten was born ready."

The two lock up collar and elbow in the ring,, and Kaylyn backs Roy into the corner. Roy steps out of the corner as she lets him go, and Kaylyn catches him with a cutter. As Roy gets to his feet, Kaylyn puts him in a sleeper hold; he manages to get a hand under her arm and pull the arm out enough so that he could breathe and even manage to speak.

Roy Speede: "You are ready for this."

Kaylyn: "I told you."

Roy Speede: "Alright then. I'm taking this into high gear."

He breaks her grip, and twists her arm up, ducking under it, and holds her wrist against the back of her top. She struggles, but manages to use her other arm to hit him with a sit-out stunner, and he staggers backward, dazed long enough for her to spear him to the ground.

Kaylyn: "Had enough?"

Roy Speede: "Enough is never enough, babygurl."

She smirks. She didn't like him calling her that, so she picked him up off the ground and putting him in a full nelson. He struggled, but couldn't manage to get out of it in time, and she ended up planting him with a KY Bomb. As if it were an actual match, she pins him down, and one of the spectators actually slaps the mat as if he were a referee.

One- Two- Three!

Kaylyn gets to her feet, and helps Roy get to his.

Roy Speede: "Alrighty, remind me never to go after your TV Title."

Kaylyn: "Why's that?"

Roy Speede: "You're good. You're really good. You beat me in a sparring session... in two minutes."

Kaylyn giggles.

Kaylyn: "Let me guess, you were taking it easy on me because I'm a girl, weren't you?"

Roy Speede: "No, I actually wasn't. I just wasn't about to risk injuring you this close to your title defense, so I was avoiding all the power moves."

Kaylyn laughs more, before excusing herself to the shower. It was not long before she was stepping out of it and the camera was right there when she did.

“Jesus, can't even give me time to get fully dressed? I have said all I needed to say in regards to Santiago, his time is over. His luck... is going to continue just as it is, now please... wait outside while I get dressed!”

She shoved the camera away and when she was seen again it was fully clothed once more, this time in a yellow sundress. Seeing Roy she smirked before walking over.

Kaylyn: "Sorry about that. I'm done with my training for now. I'm ready when you are if you still want that bite to eat after the way I embarrassed you."

Roy Speede: "Embarrassed? No, I'm not embarrassed. I lost a match to the Television Champ, what's there to be embarrassed about? You're as good as any male wrestler."

Kaylyn: “Train later, food now.”

Roy Speede: "I guess I can blow off my training until later if you wanted to go now."

She laughed before heading towards the door.

Roy Speede: "So where we going?"

It was the last thing heard as they walked through the door to go and get a bite to eat and the camera faded to nothing.

Big Mistake on my part 6-13-11

Wed, 15 Jun 2011 04:33:02 +0100

The scene opens with Kay at the park rocking herself back and forth on a swing. Her thoughts were else where when the camerashowed up for her to speak to her opponents for the week. Those black Reebok's moved back and forth making designs in the dirt. Her 'attire' consisted of a jean skirt that was frayed at the bottom a red thong worn underneath had the strings being shown along the hips and a red and white checkered bra that could pass as a bikini top with a small design upon each breast.

Lifting her head she seen the camera and smiled softly before looking back at the ground not ready to speak yet. Her thoughts were elsewhere still, but she knew she had to put them on hold... at least for now.

“If there is one thing I hate... it's low life punk ass bastards who think they are God's greatest gift on this planet, so therefore they can get anything they want. I have to admit, he had me fooled... but not enough to lose a match... and damn sure not enough to cost me one this week either. Is that understood... Kash?”

Kay smirked softly before a harsh look came about her face.

“You played your games week in and week out... more so in the ring. I went over this last week with you, and what did you do this week? Put your hands on me even more during our match than you had the week before. Before I get onto that however... I have a few words of advice for Mr. Zach Davis. While you might say me winning the title was the upset of the ages... it was anything but that. I am sure the entire WCF fan base was glad to finally see the title off that no good joke known as Jason Kash. Then you had the nerve to question if it was a fluke or not Mr Davis...I hate to break it to you, and everyone else, but I am not a fluke champion. Kash outlived his time. He was beat, more then once... and this week will be no different, this week I will be pinning him once more to retain the TV title. Don't get me wrong now... I know there is another person in this match... Corey Black, otherwise known as Creeping Death, or CD. Corey, I hope you don't mind sweetie, but I am going to come back to you a little later. Zach, I have to admit, at one point you said I would be the best of the bunch in regards to the female superstars that have come into WCF... but later down the line you opened your mouth again with a bunch of nonsense. I am not going to get into everything you said... but I will tell you and even Steel this... You had better remember who you are talking about when I am in the ring.. because I have no problem walking over there and slapping the taste out of either of your mouths.. ask Logan... or even Kash how that feels. I might be a woman.. but it does not tickle.”

Kay pushed back on the ground letting herself come forward on that swing as she lifted her feet from the ground.

“So Kash... did you enjoy yourself in that last match we had? Sure as hell seemed like you did, and I have to admit fucking with my head did not work in your favor, but hell if playing your game did not help me out. Keeping your eyes on me with that smile on your face after I was just choked out... then you tried to come at me with a clothesline and what happened Kash? Tilt-a-Whirl backbreaker leaving you laying there wondering what the hell just happened. Yes, I am very good at playing games... or did you not see that with your ex buddy Knoxville? I have to admit you got me after that, those knees didn't tickle that's for sure, and the hit to the nose... it was cute to see you hesitate after seeing blood for a second but I am a big girl Kash, I did not get into a messy business thinking I would not get beat up, broken, and break a nail. If I was really worried about all of that do you think I would be here? Let me think... nuh ugh. But what did you do after dropping me to the mat? You had the nerve to rub yourself up against me... did you enjoy it Kash? Was it worth it? Because all it did was fire me up and guess what.. I kicked out. So we had a little stare down, I played your game as well as you did, smirked just as you. I had you pegged from the beginning Kash. You finally get me in a Full Nelson and you went and showed the whole world that what I have been saying from the beginning was so true... you wanted me. Wanted my body.. and you knew that was the only way you were going to get it against you. You got my attention though Kash, I won't deny that one little bit. You released and I played into your games some more. I looked flushed, I stumbled to 'compose' myself, and when I looked back at you, you winked. I could not help but to smile back, because I knew I had you set then and there. I turned my back to you, and before you knew what happened you were hit with a backflip kick from me and look at that.. you were on your back once more, and what did I do? I showed you right then and there that the games in the ring were over with. Granted we both forgot for a second that there was another man in the match.. and he did halt anything else that I was planning, but as you rushed forward I was able to get out of the way and watch you both crash and burn. While you were paying attention to Carnage... I was ready for you... and you found that out when I hit that Asai Moonsault that took you back to the canvas. I admit I shrugged off Carnage and his injury at the time, and I got your ass up and rolled you into the ring.. that time you kicked out.. I was not surprised. I got you in an abdominal stretch and I admit I cheated... but like Davis said... no matter what I do.. the fans still love me. They actually boo'd the ref for catching me cheating and making me break the hold.”

Again Kay pushed off the ground once more sending herself a bit higher in the air as she swung even more so now.

“Yeah, you took a dirty shot after.. and I have to admit, that kick fucking hurt... but I bet when you dropped down on me enjoying the position you were in the last thing you were thinking was it would back fire in your face... or should I say your groin as you felt that headbutt right there... Did it hurt Kash? Sure as hell looked like it did. I don't know what shocked you more... that, or when I kicked out of your UTI... you sure as hell were in shock. I told you Kash... I am a fucking fighter.. and I was not going to let you get that belt back from me. One last time I let you think that there was something there.. you went to attack and I countered before hitting the KY-BOMB and putting you down... there was no “stealing the win” as they called it before. ONE TWO THREE and you were done for. Now this week.... ONCE more.. I am finding myself in the ring with you... what is this now... four weeks in a row? Kind of tiring really... but I know for a fact you can not play your games this time around... because there is another man in the picture... one that you were originally going to be facing one-on-one until I won the title that is. Your enemy it seems... Corey Black. Now... that brings me to Corey for a little bit here.”

Kay stopped herself before stepping up onto the swing and holding the ropes before letting her legs swing back and forth getting her higher and higher as time went on and she continued to speak throughout.

“Corey, I am really disappointed in you. The last time we were set to go against one another in the ring... I was really looking forward to it... but damn it if you and Kash could not put things aside for a damn minute to actually let the match start. Tag here. Tag there. Hell, it looked more like a bitch fight until you took Kash out of the equation of course. I have to admit though... when Borderland ran down and all hell broke out in the ring with him and Knoxville.. you did come over and escort me off the apron and out of harms way before we both headed towards the back. This time though... as the three of us step into the ring... I already know what is going to happen. I am going to be overlooked at first because the two of you can not wait to get your hands on one another... and hell, who can blame you? Just remember something... and this goes for both of you...”

Kay was pretty high on the swing now and as she went back she flipped back off it before landing on her feet and looking at the camera.

“... I will make myself known. You will both get a piece of me in that ring..I am not here to just stand around and look pretty... I am here to kick some fucking ass... and that is what I plan to do. So boys... be ready, because time is short, and the clock is ticking down... it's almost time to face one another in the ring... I am ready... but are either of you?”

Kay smirked before turning her back to the camera and walking away. Stopping short she turned around and looked at the camera.

“Oh... and Kash... you might have felt my lips against your own... but trust me.. that will never happen again. It was a big mistake on my part.”

Again she turned before walking off and the camera watched as her hips swayed, those long legs taking their stride before the scene faded to black.

The Perfect Ten 6-6-11

Mon, 06 Jun 2011 08:01:18 +0100

The scene opens and its obviously a studio Kay walked out from the back covering in a towel, and a white pair of sneakers. Going to sit on the floor of the room against a yellow backdrop She crossed her legs up in front of her making sure everything was covered before tossing the towel to the side. The way she was sitting her body was covered, but at the same time... plenty of skin was being shown as well. One finger came to be bitten down upon as she smiled looking over towards the camera. A few shots were taken before a stagehand tossed the towel back to Kay and she stood up wrapping it around her body before going to look at the shots. Instantly she pointed out the one she liked the best.

“Let me take the camera man in the back to handle some business with the WCF fans and opponent's, then I have one more shot in mind if you don't mind at all.”

“Take your time darling. We will be right here waiting.”

Kay smiled before moving into the back dressing area.. the camera following behind her. No sooner was she in the room did that towel drop and she pulled a large jersey over that flawless skin of hers. Turning back to face the camera she laughed.

“You would catch that... any way... looks like I have some business to attend to. You see, Kash always runs off at the gums, but before I get to what he had to say this week... I want to talk about what happened in the ring. You see Kash, I showed you that when it comes to my skill in the ring.. I know what the fuck I am doing. I avoided your rush, and within two moved took you off your feet... granted with a leg-sweep you got me down in one.. but then you had to climb on top of me... just holding me there.. like it was a little game to you. Did you enjoy that Kash? Enjoy the feeling of my body under your own? You went for a face shot... had to say, it felt pretty good... pain does not bother me one little big Mr. Kash... I enjoy pain. I probably enjoyed that as much as you enjoyed me bucking underneath you. Did it get you feeling any sort of way Jason? Not once, but twice you felt my pelvis lifting you off of me before you gave in and got off of me. I am sure those shots to the ribs didn't hurt too much... if they did, you could have gotten them kissed all better I am sure.” Kay smirked and winked without missing a beat. “Many times throughout that match I showed you I had what it took to step into the ring with you. Sorry baby... but I am a woman who knows how to handle herself. My mistake... was toying with you, lifting you like the little guppy you were being... that gave you enough of an advantage to get some momentum for yourself. Clothes-lined and catapulted into the turnbuckle, before you made sure to take a good hold of my hair and continue your assault... did that make you feel good Kash? Grabbing me by the hair, gripping it up tightly? I am sure you had other things on your mind when your hands were through my hair didn't you? Then you remembered you were in a match. No matter how much you tried to remember you were in a match every time my body was that close to yours you got soft... or should I say... you got hard.”

Kay's fingers interlocked in front of her before her arms went to stretch up and over her head, that jersey running up along her thighs a little too high. Not even caring in the slightest she continued to speak, slowly her arms dropping back down to her sides.

“I can't blame you for not being attracted to me Kash... nor can I blame you for getting so distracted in our match. I might have stole the win in your eyes, as well as some others... but I earned it. Hate to break it to you Kash, but that title is now mine, and even though we find ourselves back in the ring once more... I will be damned if I am letting the title go that quickly. Speaking of the title though... let me go out there and get this last shot finished with before we continue anything else here... feel free to film if you wish.”

The camera followed Kaylyn as she grabbed the Television Title off the back of a chair before heading through the door once more. Handing the title to the camera man for the photo shoot she turned her back to the WCF cameraman once more before pulling that jersey up over her head and tossing it to the floor around her feet. Taking the title back once more she draped it over her shoulder, making sure it covered her front just right with the strap of the title coming to rest at the apex between her thighs. Walking over towards the backdrop she turned towards the camera, her bare backside no longer showing to the WCF fans. Her right hand came over to touch the belt slightly, covering any of her assets that had been showing just briefly. With an innocent smile on her face the camera took it's shot, before a few others and Kay raised her hand calling it quits.

“I think that will do. Print them all out... multiple copies, in all sizes. Any who, where was I... something about talking shit to Kash I believe but who knows where I left off.”

A robe was tossed her way and she put that silk red robe around her before tying it at her waist and then pulling the title from off her body.

“I know Kash... you wish you were that title right now don't you? Just like I wish your hands were not the last ones on it before it touched my bare skin... hell, who knows what you did with that title. At least if anyone does take it from me... they will know it was at least held up close against perfection. However... Kash, Carnage... it will not be either of you this week that takes this title from me. I understand you want that match at blast against CD... but the fact of the matter is this Kash... I am too good for you. You underestimated me.. and look what happened because of it. Not only did I beat you in the ring... but to top it off one of your little buddies came down and hit me with the connector.... guess he was still hurt about that grab at his nothingness. Maybe if he actually grew something.. than I could see him having a problem. That's okay though.. I see how you and your boys work. You play dirty... I can play dirty too Kash. If there is one thing you learned last week Jason... it's not to think you have things down when it comes to me. I will always surprise you in the end. I might say one thing... and do another... or do one thing.. and mean another. If there is one thing I am good at, it's keeping people on their toes... and hun, I do that well.”

“You see sweetheart, I have a way with words... and my actions, well.. they do things to others that messes with their minds. I am good like that... and hell, as you seen in the ring.. I am good there too. They don't call me 'The Perfect Ten' for nothing... and no, it does not have to do with the looks, but hell, we all know I am a ten and than some there too.”

Kay moved over to the computer where her shots from today's shoot were and she bent over looking at them as they scrolled across the screen. Her laying there in the nude covered in 'kash' in certain areas. Her with a snake wrapped around her chest and slithering down across her legs covering her treasured area. Her fully dressed in a school girl outfit, with each shot after missing one piece before another until she was down to nothing.

“Looks like they all came out really well. Hell, when my playboy shot comes, I am so going to be ready for it. I don't care the cost... print them all understood?”

“There are hundreds of shots here...”

“And? I got the time and the money.. so do it.”

Kay moved away once more before heading into the back room where she could get changed once more. Before doing so she stopped once more to continue speaking.

“So Kash... do you want me to make this easy on you? Just let you handle Carnage then I will lay down in the ring and let you get the one two three on me? Let you become a TWO time TV champion? Hate to break it too you cutie, but that will never happen. I don't step into the ring unless I plan on giving it my all... and against you, you had best believe I will come harder than I did last week. Your whole problem Kash, is just like you said... you were settled in, ready to smoke, and thinking about the future match at Blast that was set between you and Creeping Death. That was your biggest mistake. At least you were able to admit it... but your second mistake, is thinking that you will get this title from me so soon. I will be damned if I win on a … what did you call it? A fluke? I don't think so babe, it was anything but that. Next time you will keep yourself alert instead of going into dreamland thinking you have the match won. Your third mistake... is thinking about my ass. I know it is quite a spank-able one, however, keep it out of your mind if you want any shot in hell of taking this title back from me. Understood? I would hate for you to come up with another excuse for why you lost to me. As for you bringing up my future match with Jackson... you are right Kash, you are no Brad Jackson... after all, Brad Jackson beat you to move on in the tournament to gain that title he has right now. Hey... I might lose as well, but that's a different story for another time. While you claim you are the shit Kash.. I hate to break it too you, but your diaper was not changed, and now... you are just a rash that will not go away. Maybe after this week I wont have to face you in the ring again for some time. I have to admit one thing though Kash.. you seem to be coming around... while you did say Ana Valentine is a flirt.. and that leads to becoming a backstage whore... for once, you did not call me one. Guess that just goes to show flirting does not always mean someone is a whore... I just know how to sweet talk people into getting the information I need.... or get something I want. I just use what God gave me... and I get what I want one way or another... and that is without opening my legs.”

Kay smirked before continuing.

“You know Kash, for someone who is so damn focused on this match... you sure as hell talk about CD and Doc a lot. I mean... damn, I am sorry I am not them, and that is not the match you were given, but at least give me the respect I deserve and keep them from your mouth when you are in a match with me.”

A soft sigh escaped her before she went on.

“Now, one thing that bothers me... you say Carnage is just a filler in this match... like in your dreams, you would be in any part of me. Remember Kash... you wont get that close to me.. not any time soon sweet cheeks. You might think yourself a funny guy, and hey, I wont say you are not... but you will not be laughing when all is said and done this week.. because this title... will still be around my waist after that match... it will still read Kaylyn James Evans... and there is not much you can do about it. I am hoping this time.. your goons will keep backstage where they belong though. No offense... and I know they came after the match... but damn... talk about a sore loser...tsk tsk tsk.”

“Now, Carnage, I see you got yourself tossed into this match too, and well... you have been rather silent. I seen your match last week, and while you did good... you didn't do good enough... and well, basically with what Kash and I have going on here is a love to hate relationship, and buddy, you just got tossed into the middle of it. Your best bet... is to just stay away.. because things are not going to be pretty... as you heard, Kash said it himself.. though he changed it around a bit... he has this Sexual tension for me... and he has since day one... hell, he woke up with a woody just thinking about me in his sleep... who can blame him? The fact of the matter is this.. the three of us will be in that ring.. and only one of us will be walking out as a champion.”

Kay turned her back to the camera before dropping the robe from her shoulders and that bare skin showed once more, including that spank-able ass that Kash spoke of. Bending over she grabbed a multicolored bikini bottom in blue of shades and pulled it up her legs before putting a matching top on as well. Turning back to the camera she smirked.

“I think you are getting more of a show then you are paying for... however, I think I am done with these two.. while they dream about whats going to happen in the ring... I am going to head to the strip and have myself a good old time. I hear tonight the pools are filled with ice cream. Can't wait to see what bitch decides to step inside with me... just hope she doesn't choke like Kash did last week.”

Kaylyn smirked before walking out the door. Gathering her pictures and of course that title across her shoulder, she left the building before the feed ended.

...I think it's me who has something for you! 5-26-11

Sun, 29 May 2011 05:01:04 +0100

A blue Dodge is parked in a parking lot and Kaylyn J. Evans is sitting on the hood of the truck. Her attire was more conservative than usual, but she was still showing skin in those light green khakis, that hugged every curve and hung low on her waist and stayed in place with a black belt. Her shirt was black, and surprisingly did not cut off around the torso as high as usual, just resting above her navel, the back cut here and there before being tied to show some skin. The front had three slices in it as well around the area of her assets showing some skin there as well. Her legs were crossed in front of her, right over left at the knee, and her palms laid flat across the hood of the truck.

“You know Jason, I sat up last night thinking after my footage aired, and then I went back and re-watched part of yours.. I have to question something. You said how much ass you get.. yet at the same time you were sitting there feeling up a dolls breasts... do you really get anything Kash? Or only when you get paid? Anyway, speaking of your little... doll.”

Kay slid off the hood of the truck and went and pulled out a pair of latex gloved from her back pocket. Putting one on each hand she moved to the drivers side door before opening it up and sitting right there on a blanket, was the doll that had been defiled by Big Heavy. Kay leaned in across the doll grabbing the other side of the blanket before the side closest to her, lifting the doll from out of her truck and bringing it to a stand. The blanket was set to drape around her shoulders and Kay led the doll away from the truck, hitting the door with her bottom in the process to let it come to a close.

“Yes, I found your little friend Kash, and well, she and I decided... there was business that needed to be attended to. I bet you are wondering why I am wearing the gloves huh? Quite simply.. this bitch is full of that nasty shit still.”

Kay walked up to a door and opened it before stepping inside. Those sitting in the chairs waiting looked at her with odd expressions on their faces. She kept that smile on her face as she walked up to the window of the office.

“Welcome to the clinic, how can I help you?”

“Actually, I need to see the doctor to have him run some tests... it's kind of important..”

“Insurance?”

“No, I will be paying in cash.. before I leave.”

“Okay, take this clip board, and fill out the paper work, and I will fit you in.”

Kay smiled taking the clipboard before walking to an empty seat and leaning the doll against the one next to her, before she seated herself and got to filling out the form. Name: Blowup Doll... she continued to fill out the forms before signing and turning the paper work back in. The nurse raised her brow looking at Kay.

“Sorry, do we have a problem here? The paper work is filled out. Now how about you work on getting a room ready?”

Kay shook her head before walking back to the chair. The scene fades for god only knows how long. When we come back Kaylyn and the doll are sitting in the doctor's office at the clinic and he walks in, raising a brow of his own before looking to Kaylyn.

“I'm sorry.. what can I help you with today Miss..?”

“Evans, and it's not me that needs your help Doc, it's her.” Kay pointed to the doll that still had her picture on it, though it looked roughed up. “She was defiled and I wanted you to run some tests. Check for STD's and Pregnancy. The works.”

“I am sorry Miss Evans.. is this a joke?”

Kay stood up and pulled out a wallet from her back pocket before pulling out a wad of cash.

“Does it look like a joke to you Doc? You want this money.. run the tests. Get your swabs and I expect you to get the results to me as soon as possible. There is an extra hundred for your own pocket to make a rush on it.”

The doctors eyes widened but he went and got to work, getting out the equipment he needed before moving to the doll that was laying upon the table. Taking the swabs needed he was handed the hundred Kay had promised before she gave him the number to reach her at.

“Two hours tops doc.. understood?”

With a nod from the doctor Kaylyn stood up, grabbing the doll to come along with her. Stopping at the front desk she handed over the money to cover the bill before heading back out to the parking lot. Once more, the scene faded. When we come back Kaylyn is sitting in a building, but its not her home, and its very plain. Three chairs are sitting there, and a table, with some papers upon it. One chair is holding that blow up doll. Another, had herself within it. The third.. was empty.

“So Kash... I bet you were wondering what the hell is this bitch up to? It's rather simple. First off.. did you know how quickly this bitch can reproduce?” Kaylyn bent over and picked something up from the floor, lifting it to sit on the table it was a car seat with a little blow up baby inside of it. The top was pulled down rather low and we don't see the 'babies' face. “You see Kash.. I think you might have a problem on your hands. You see, these papers here..” She lifted them in a pile, the name on the top read Blowup Doll. “These are the results that your little friend here got back. This first one here... it shows that she is positive for some STD's... and she has crabs too. Seeing as Big Heavy has never gotten any ass... I have to ask you.. are you sure you did not touch the doll before Borderland came along to the gym? Something tells me you went off with her and had some fun of your own. Kash, you really need to do something about that... It's not right for you to be spreading things like that around. Before you go off saying that it was not you.. here is the second page.” Kay flipped the pages. “This here say that she was indeed pregnant... which we obviously all know seeing as there is a baby right here.. but there was another test I had the doc run while he was at it.. you see, he found two different samples on her.. and well... one of them was your own. I hate to break it to you Kash...” Kay put the papers down and lifted the top of the car seat over revealing the babies face, which was covered with a photo shopped picture of Jason Kash making him look a lot younger. “... but it seems like you are a daddy. Do you plan on taking care of your child Kash? Oh wait.. that's right, you already have one that you never see. I am sure your ex wife loves that doesn't she. No offense.. the child is probably better off. Kash, how can you expect to handle business if you can not even handle your personal life? An ex wife.. a child you never see.. and now another child in the picture as well. What the hell are we going to do with you? How the hell are you going to be able to come into the ring and be ready to handle business Kash? Unlike your ex wife, and your … TWO children.. I won't be pushed aside. You can not get rid of me Kash. No matter what I will be stepping into that ring with you on the thirtieth, and when I do, I plan to smack some sense into that head of yours. Something wifey should have done long ago. Guess she was not smart enough to do such a thing though huh? You see, that is the difference between me and your ex.. I have the brains, and the nerve to smack some fucking sense into you. I will love every minute of it too. Stepping into the ring opposite of someone taller, and stronger than myself is a thrill. It keeps me focused, and on my feet at all times.”

Kay stopped hearing her cell phone going off and took it from her pocket. Looking down she sighed.

“This fucker just loves to advertise when I am in the middle of things don't he?”

Once more Kay found herself looking at her phone watching what Kash had to say before seeing her number on the screen...

“Well hot damn. Looks like it's time for a number change.. So Kash.. went and got my number from someone did you? That's fine.. but I have to call bullshit on your Naked Truth... because it was exactly that.. SHIT. My sources are positive that you have not seen your son in quite some time, nice try though.. maybe you should leave a paper trail in his direction next time so it at least is some what believable. One of the many things you forgot to mention however is your lack of teaching skills... Yeah, I have done my research on you Kash.. and I don't know who tipped you off on the other material I had.. but you had best believe they wont be able to do it again. I will be damned if you are going to make me look a fool.”

Kay's phone went off once more and she looked down at it.

“Wow.. really? Kash.. please.. stop sending me messages.. I understand you want nothing more than to be able to pin me to the mat just to get on top of me, but damn.. you don't have to send me a message telling me that? I get it.. you want me. That is understandable.. after all, who wouldn't want someone as gorgeous and smart as myself by their side. You had better try to pin me as much as possible though, because that is the only time you will be on top of me.”

“Just remember something Kash... just like with your dancing back when you were a child... when you open your mouth to talk... you look foolish. When you step into the ring this Monday.. I will be sure to make you look a fool that much more. Hope you are ready.. because time is running out. I will make sure your bitch and child are at the show waiting for you though.. sure Big Heavy would love to see them..”

Kay smirked before the feed went dark.