wcf-segments

7-19-11

Tue, 08 Nov 2011 05:33:59 +0100

The Greatest Thing In The History Of Things
Not Afraid by Eminem hits the PA and the fans go crazy wondering what the Perfect Ten is doing coming out from backstage so early before the Main Event. Already dressed in her ring attire she makes her way down the ramp before sliding into the ring. Asking for a microphone she was handed one before stepping in the center of the stage.

Kaylyn James Evans: “Well... like I said this week.. tonight... is a night for reveals.”

Kaylyn was silent for a moment as the crowd went wild. Keeping that microphone by her lips she waited until they calmed down before speaking again.

Kaylyn James Evans: “Wow.. quite a reaction. Anyway.. yes. Tonight is going to be my time to shine. Whether it be in the Main Event, or not. How can that be you ask? Well... as you have all seen, lately I have been doing some photo shoots. Last month when I stripped in front of the camera...”

She stopped as the cat calls came from the crowd. A soft laugh coming from her is heard over the PA.

Kaylyn James Evans: “Well, last month I got a phone call from Hugh Hefner himself asking if I would like to be July's playboy playmate.”

Again the cheers from the crowd had her silenced for a moment.

Kaylyn James Evans: “Well, just like all of you just hearing that getting excited... that's the same feeling I had... and well, like I said... tonight... is about reveals... so... without further adieu.”

From the ceiling a huge display came unrolled before hanging there above the center of the ring. Two sided so all the fans could see. Even lit up on the WCF-Tron was that cover.

Kaylyn stayed quiet as the cheers and cat calls went on in the crowd raising to new heights. After a moment she raised a hand to her lips for them to silent down.

Kaylyn James Evans: “I guess a reaction like that says it all. No matter what happens in the Main Event tonight.... Ultimate Showdown is my night to shine.”

With that Eminem's Not Afraid came over the PA once again and Kaylyn tossed the microphone down before dropping to the ground and rolling out of the ring. Not acknowledging the fans once more as she returned to the back.

7-4-11

Tue, 08 Nov 2011 05:30:12 +0100

Segment.

The cameras catch up with Kaylyn James Evans who is walking towards her locker room after entering the building. She approaches with caution as she can see the door isn’t completely closed. She pushes the door open and steps lightly; a figured is silhouetted sitting in a chair looking back at her from the most distant wall.

Man: Hey Blue Fin.

Kaylyn: Who are --

WHAM!

The door comes crashing down . Kaylyn get out of the way just in time as the door gets kicked off its hinges.

Man: Damn it Odin, now people will know we’re here.

]Odin: How ya doin’ Blue Fin?

Kaylyn throws a punch at Odin but Odin catches it and squeezes her hand tight.

Odin: I can break it you know but I have.. Other… things in mind.

Odin motions to Santiago who stands up, folding the chair and taking it with him.

Santiago: Ya know Kaylyn, what Odin won’t do- I certainly will. We heard that you like playing with chairs.

Odin: We like to play with chairs too.

With out warning Odin back hands Kaylyn into Santiago who slams her to the ground by her hair. Odin puts his foot on kaylyns chest to prevent her from getting up.

Odin: You must feel like a real tough chick, don’t cha?

Santiago sets up the chair over Kaylynns head so that the support bar between the legs pressed up under her chin as Odin keeps her pinned.

Odin: Do you know what my favorite game was when I was a kid? Musical chairs. Sure it was all fun and games when the music was going but when the music stopped.. Well, I’m sure you can image what I’d do to get seat.

Santiago: Odin do you hear that?

Odin: I don’t know Santi’, It don’t sound like there’s music.

Santiago: You’d better find a seat then.

Odin: There’s one right here; do you think anyone would mind if I sat in it?

Santiago: Be my guest.

Odin: Do you mind, Blue Fin ?

Odin sits on the chair, adding the crushing weight of frame to it. Santiago kneel down and decides to have a chat with Kaylyn but not before brushing her hair aside.

Santiago: We know that you like being the center of attention but there is such a thing as the wrong kind. This right here Blue Fin, this is the wrong kind. You wanted to get involved in Odin’s affairs, that’s one thing.. You wanted to gloat and brag and parade yourself around WCF; well that’s something completely different. Its different because now I have to deal with it, with you. I nearly tore Ana Valentines legs from their hip joints and you wana teennie bop around- you make me fucking SICK! So this is the warning to just stay out of our affairs because now I WILL take your little title because you’ve made it clear is just something to give your ass more air time. This is wrestling, not the spring break. Although this could be neck break if you’re not careful. I could hum the wheels on the bus for a few seconds, just long enough for Odin to get off the chair, stop and boom! He plops his nearly four hundred pound fat ass back down on that chair and POP.. Goes your head.

Odin: This isn’t even about number 6-7-2. This is about showing you and WCF that The Alliance is all about business. You and Steve take away from business.. So if you’re not careful then we’ll take the business away from both of you.

Just then, Steve Thunder rushes into the room after hearing all of the commotion and starts laying heavy rights onto Odin who starts to tip off his seat. Santiago jumps up and begins clubbing at the back of Steve. All three men topple over each other as Santiago pulls Steve up and they start trading blows. Steve gets the upper hand as he battles Santiago right out of the room leaving Odin. Odin gets up close and personal with Steve as Kaylyn starts to get to her feet, rubbing her neck. Odin just smiles and laughs to himself as he walks out of the room under his own power, knowing the message has been sent. Scene cuts out.

Oblivious to all of this, Creeping Death is seen in his office as the scene cuts there. In his office is a man dressed in baggy jeans and a hoodie.

Creeping Death: You're sure you want this shot? I mean... I don't care either way. I can go out there and show those other five guys what's up, or I can let you have the shot.

The man nods.

Creeping Death: It's all you, then.

Segment 13. 6-27-11

Thu, 30 Jun 2011 04:40:13 +0100

Kaylyn had just finished her match and was seen walking through the halls coming from the stage with Creeping Death by her side. In his hand, a Diet Coke, that was slowly brought up to his lips while Kaylyn stopped walking and a smirk formed across her face. Just as they reached the turn in the back Aubrey Summers happened to be turning around the bend but she turned quickly to try and back track after seeing Kaylyn there. Kay laughed as her arm shot out and gripped the hair of Aubrey stopping her in her tracks.

Kaylyn James Evans: “Oh no sweetheart, I think you are coming with me.”

Aubrey went to struggle and was about to speak but she seen that arm of CD coming forward and pointing to the office at the end of the hall. With Kaylyn's help Aubrey moved to head towards the office, the look on her face at current time? Defeat. How was she supposed to try to fight Kaylyn off, with the boss right there? Kaylyn opened the door to that office before tossing Aubrey across the room. Creeping Death walked in behind them and you could see the amusement on his face as he lifted that Diet Coke to his lips once more while closing the door behind them.

Segment 12. 6-27-11

Thu, 30 Jun 2011 04:38:34 +0100

The scene shifts to backstage, where Roy Speede is walking briskly, a scowl on his face. He comes to a stop, and the camera shifts to show Kaylyn James Evans, wearing the same cute attire she was wearing earlier.

Roy Speede: Kaylyn, what are you getting at messing with Aubrey? You need to cut it out!

Kaylyn J. Evans: Silly Roy... just because you are having issues with your father, I didn't think it would cloud that mind of yours that much. Do you think if she didn't enjoy every last thing I was doing to her she would stay around?

Roy Speede: Kaylyn, look, she's taking it because she knows you're with Corey. She knows fighting back would lead to her getting fired; she just can't take that right now. I'm asking you, as a friend. Please, just back off.

Kaylyn J. Evans: I am telling you... as the Bitch that I am... that it's not going to happen. She will thank me for it in the end. All I am doing is making her a stronger person.

Kay smirked giving Roy the once over.

Kaylyn J. Evans: Like you could do anything for her that I can't.

Roy Speede: Indeed I can. I may be just an average joe, but I can do something that you couldn't ever muster. I can be caring and compassionate. I can be a friend to her. There isn't any way you could ever be her friend after the way you've been treating her. She's been upset about this since the first moment she set foot in the WCF; you need to stop this.

Kaylyn J. Evans: Little Roy... take the hint already.. just like Logan had to do when it came to me. I do what I want... when I want... and... well, nothing you can say or do is going to change that.

Kay laughed shaking her head at him.

Kaylyn J. Evans: It's rather amusing watching you try to change my mind though.

Roy Speede: You know what, Kaylyn? If you won't stop picking on her, then you're losing out on more than just one possible acquantance in this deal. I can't respect you if you don't show respect for others around you; and I definitely can't cooperate with a cold-hearted bitch like you. If you so much as place a finger on her forehead without her approval I will be right there to take you down.

He sneers at her, pushing her out of his way and walking past. He knew she was planning something, and was really egging her on. She watched as he left and the camera stayed on her as she spoke.

Kaylyn J. Evans: Ah, the pleasure it brings to piss people off. If he only knew how much worse he made things for her.

The scene shoots back to the ring.

Segment 11. 6-27-11

Thu, 30 Jun 2011 04:37:58 +0100

Kaylyn was once more seen walking towards the arena through the parking lot. Her attire of the moment consisted of black shorts resting high on her upper thigh, an orange shirt was tailored to her liking with it coming to rest just under her assets. Across the front it read.
I
BITCH
in style
Her feet were covered in those usual black Reebok's.

Hearing another door closing close by she stopped and tilted her head seeing none other then Steve Thunder stepping in her direction.

Kaylyn James Evans: "I must say.. I think you have started to follow me Thunder."

She laughed softly standing there while he neared even closer.

Steve Thunder: "I won't deny the thought crossed my mind."

Thunder let out a gentle laugh of his own, his bag thrown over his shoulder as he wore some black shorts and trainers with no shirt, so he could properly enjoy the good weather. Hearing his words that laugh continued before that tsk tsk tsk was heard coming from her.

Kaylyn James Evans: "If I didn't know any better, I would think you were trying to get yourself into a situation you can't handle there Thunder."

Steve Thunder: "I'm pretty sure I could handle the situation just fine."

Thunder looked Kaylyn up and down.

Steve Thunder: "You on the other hand... well, i'm not so sure."

Thunder smirked at Kaylyn, a hint of cockiness shining through. She laughed once more before shaking her head.

Kaylyn James Evans: "Oh, so you think you could handle this?"

She said while lifting those hands and letting them come down along her sides framing her body.

Kaylyn James Evans: "Remember something Thunder. I... well, I can handle any situation I am put into, but you... I doubt you could handle a situation involving me in the matter... after all, that might mean... dealing with Creeping Death as well."

No sooner did she say that name did her soft smile twist into a smirk.

Steve Thunder: "Creeping who?"

Thunder laughed.

Steve Thunder: "Just playin'. No need to call in the artillery."

Kaylyn James Evans: "Mmm, I think I just proved my point."

Kaylyn smirked as the two were seen walking towards the arena.

Steve Thunder: "We'll see."

The two share a little laugh, Thunder pushing his luck perhaps. Reaching the arena doors Thunder was seen opening it up before letting Kaylyn pass through, which she gave him a little nod off appreaciation for before passing by him and into the arena. The door closed behind the two before heading to the ring.

SMASH, BOOM, BANG! WCF Slam is live and on the air! Live from the WCF Arena in Oley, PA!

Zach Davis: Fuck the rundown, let's get to it!

Segment 10(goes into someone else's match) 6-20-11

Thu, 30 Jun 2011 04:32:29 +0100

WCF Tag Team Championship TLC Match
Creeping Death and D-Day vs Tommy Knoxville and Jason Kash

In the back, Creeping Death is sitting in a chair in his office. His body is moving kind of awkwardly... zooming out, Kaylyn James Evans is rubbing his back and shoulders. CD's eyes are closed, and Kaylyn is really getting deep in the muscle. There is a TV monitor sitting on CD's desk, and it shows Jason Kash and Tommy Knoxville walking down to the ring. CD stands up and takes Kaylyn's hand, leading her out of his office and through a hallway... to the gorilla position. The lights in the venue suddenly cut to black as the familiar opening to "For Whom the Bell Tolls" plays. The crowd is jacked up and gets louder after every toll. After six tolls, there is silence. A solitary light hits the stage. Out from the back walk six men. These are big dudes, too. Vikings to be exact. Three stand on each side of the entrance. They're all carrying shields and swords, long hair, beards, legit looking vikings. "The Pursuit of Vikings" by Amon Amarth hits the PA system and the place explodes into cheers. The lights flash to the music as it chugs along. As soon as the lyrics kick in, Creeping Death emerges from the back, still hand in hand with Kaylyn James Evans. Colorful lights now circle the night sky and through the crowd. CD marches down to the ring with Kaylyn, all six vikings behind them in two single file lines. The crowd is going ba-fucking-nanas. As he reaches the ring, CD leads Kaylyn to the announce table. CD rolls into the ring itself and sits in the far corner, waiting for the match to begin. As he does, the six vikings walk up and remain on the stage for the duration of the match.

Zach Davis: Welcome to the broadcast position, Kaylyn!

Kaylyn James Evans: Thanks, Zach. Prick.

Kyle Steel: What is your business with our new boss, Kaylyn?!

Kaylyn James Evans: My business with Corey? He's the only one that came to me when I first showed up here. He showed me a few moves, taught me how to work the WCF style, and made sure I was taken care of. While everyone else was looking at my body, Corey was focused on making me a better in ring worker.

Kyle Steel: He ... he did that to a n00b?

Kaylyn James Evans: I'm no newb, Kyle.

Inside the ring, CD doesn't even wait for D-Day to come out. He's all over Kash and Knoxville, leaping into the air and crashing down with hammer blows to both men. CD dropkicks Knoxville to the floor and focuses on Kash. A big brainbuster later, Kash isn't moving.

Kaylyn James Evans: You two better watch your mouths around me, I'm not going to put up with your crap. Call the match!

Zach Davis: Well, the World Champion isn't even out here yet! We don't even have the belts hung! It's utter chaos as our new boss is obliterating two jobbers!

CD leaps over the top rope and to the floor as he drives both knees into the chest of Tommy Knoxville, sending him down hard to the floor. CD rolls through and calls to the entry way.

Anthem of the Underdog by 12 Stones plays in the speakers. The lights are dim.The lights flash on to D-Day walking out to the top of the ramp with his belts (all three of them) and falls on his knees and throws his arms in the air, as soon as he throws them in the air fire works go off and surround him. The screen shows all of D-Day moments of his dead and forgotten special move. As also the screen shows a ring then the words in white and in cursive, the words D-Day. When D-Day get in the ring he raises his hands to his name on the screen and followed by all of the titles he has held in the WCF. The hook lowers... Day hands off all his titles to the ref, who hangs both Tag titles on the hook. The ref calls for the hook to be raised and calls for the bell. Without hesitation, CD grabs a ladder from under the ring and slides it in to D-Day...

Kyle Steel: Are you kidding me?

Day sets the ladder up, and in less than twenty seconds, pulls down the WCF Tag Team Titles, retaining them.

Kaylyn James Evans: Ha!

The bell rings, and the crowd roars approval. D-Day climbs down the ladder, and high fives Creeping Death who is just entering the ring. Jason Kash is getting up... and Day clobbers him in the skull with a Tag belt! Jason hits the ropes and crumbles into the waiting arms of Creeping Death, who hits a Burning Hammer, much to the crowd's approval.

Zach Davis: BURNIN' HAMMAH!

Kaylyn James Evans: Excuse me..

Outside the ring, Tommy Knoxville is standing. Kaylyn comes up behind Knoxville and sends him into the ring. Day puts his belts down and takes down the ladder, leaning it against the top rope at a 45 degree angle. CD has Knoxville up in the Burning Hammer position over the ladder... but D-Day climbs the ropes. Kaylyn does the same on the same side, but different buckles. Day comes off with a double stomp to Knoxville's face, sending him down HARD into the ladder as CD Drops him with the Burning Hammer! At the exact moment, Kaylyn does a picture perfect Shooting Star Press, landing on Knoxville and the ladder mere miliseconds after CD got out of the way!

Kyle Steel: That... was maginficent. Goodbye, stoner bitches!

Creeping Death calls for the World Title, and it is handed to him. He straps the belt around Day's waist as Kaylyn hands Day both Tag Titles. The crowd roars approval as both CD and Kaylyn clap along, showing appreciation for Donald. Once again, CD takes Kaylyn's hand and leads her out of the ring, holding the ropes for her as she exits. They walk up the ramp hand in hand as D-Day remains in the ring, soaking in the crowd's reaction.

Segment 9. 6-20-11

Thu, 30 Jun 2011 04:30:33 +0100

Slam comes back from a commercial break and the rookie, Aubrey Summers, can be seen walking backstage with a smile on her face. She waves to a few of the crew members backstage and appears to be in a great mood since it is her first night backstage at WCF. Aubrey then slows down though as she notices someone in front of her and the camera pans over to show Kaylyn James Evans, standing in front of her. Aubrey's grin gets even bigger as she is obviously eager to get to know one of the few other females on the roster.

Aubrey Summers: "You are Kaylyn, right? I'm Aubrey. I'm happy I bummed into you. I was looking forward to meeting you."

Kaylyn laughed at the newest woman to the WCF roster. Standing there in a pair of black shorts that showed off her long toned legs and a white button up shirt that had the lower buttons undone leaving her to tie the shirt up at the solar plexus. Across that shoulder of hers was none other then the Television Title. Those white Reebok covered feet stepped closer to the woman in front of her as she spoke.

Kaylyn James Evans: "Good thing that you know who I am. Show's you have some smarts about you... but the fact that you opened your mouth to speak before being spoken to... just goes to show that you don't know much about me after all."

Aubrey was obviously a bit taken aback and at a loss for words at first. Her smile returned though as she shrugged as she looked Kaylyn up and down quickly.

Aubrey Summers: "I'm sorry if I offended you or something. Next time I'll be sure to leave you alone until you want to talk to me I guess. I'm still getting the hang of the place and I don't really know how things work or what the personalities are like yet."

Kaylyn James Evans: "How about I show you exactly what my personality is like?"

Kay smirked before stepping closer to Aubrey still. As Aubrey took a step back laugh laughed softly before her hand came out and grabbed the other woman by the wrist before tossing her towards the wall next to them. As soon as Aubrey's back would hit the wall Kay was right in front of her pressing her own body against that of Ms. Summers.

Kaylyn James Evans: "You are going to know your place here in WCF really soon Summers. I will promise you that."

Kaylyn's hand went and pressed against the woman's neck holding her against the wall in that light pin before Kaylyn lowered her head and pressed her lips against those of the newest member to the roster. Pulling back she smirked at Aubrey who was in shock.

Kaylyn James Evans: "Welcome to WCF Aubrey... I will be seeing you around."

Kaylyn's smirk did not move from her face as she went and took a step back, that hand that was around Aubrey's throat came to slid down the center of her chest before moving from her completely. Kaylyn adjusted the title on her shoulder before walking away seemingly to get to her own match. Aubrey coughed, holding her throat as she had a scared look in her eye as she watched Kaylyn head off. She shook her head before she frowned a bit.

Aubrey Summers: "I guess that was my hazing as the new girl or something… Sheesh."

Aubrey wiped the back of her hand against her mouth, trying to wipe the memory of what Kaylyn just did to her away. She shook her head, fixing her long blonde hair before turning and heading back the opposite direction as Kaylyn went, trying to avoid the other Diva. As Kaylyn walks off to her match she hears quiet giggles coming from under a table with a table cloth on it. At first she stops and just listens, but when she hears it again she turns suspecting something unusual. She walks over to the table, bends down to the table cloth and lifts it up, throwing it on the table. To Kaylyn's surprise, hiding on his hands and knees under the table was Ryan Blake and Odin Balfore's manager, Gil.

Kaylyn James Evans- “Ryan Blake!? What the fuck are you doing here, under a table!?”

Ryan freezes in shock, and mumbles to Gil,

Ryan Blake- “Don't move Gil, women can't see you if you don't move. Just be still.”

Kaylyn James Evans- “You Idiot!”

Gil, terrified, then scurries off back to his locker room leaving Ryan there alone.

Ryan Blake- “Dammit Gil! I said don't move!”

Kaylyn James Evans- “Don't run Gil, you'll get yours too you little rat! Get up Blake!”

Ryan sighs and hangs his head as he crawls out to of under the table and comes to his feet.

Kaylyn James Evans- “Did you see what just happened Ryan?”

Ryan nods with a big smile on his face. Kaylyn smiles back at Ryan seductively.

Kaylyn James Evans- “Did you like what you saw?”

Ryan Blake- “hell yes.”

Kaylyn James Evans- “well there's a more where that came from.”

Kaylyn puts her hand out and touches Ryan's chest, sliding her hand down to his stomach. She then stops smiling, winds up her other hand and smacks Ryan right across the face leaving a red hand print on his cheek. Ryan stands there, again, shocked and confused.

Kaylyn James Evans- “Now, I have a match to win.”

Kaylyn continues to walk away in the same direction she was walking a moment ago. Ryan, still standing there, lifts his hand and touches his cheek as he sighs again.

Ryan Blake- “Oh my god, I'm in love. I think she likes me."

Ryan continues to rub his beat red cheek as the camera follows Kaylyn still. Kaylyn continues to walk through backstage to get ready for her match, she keeps on walking until the sound of a man's voice is heard that stops her in her tracks.

Voice: “Hey Kaylyn?”

The sight of the WCF World Champion walking up to her with the World Championship over his shoulder. Donald Deruty is wearing a very nice black tuxedo with a white tie as usual.

Donald Deruty: “Good luck in your match tonight.”

Having stopped in her tracks for the third time on her way out to the ring she looked over to see Mr. Deruty. The same man who had given her some tips on how to counter Mr. Kash in her match against him which won her the title she had across her shoulder now.

Kaylyn James Evans: "Mr. Deruty... Thank you. Appreciate it. Good luck in yours as well. You and Creeping Death teaming up... I can not wait to see the outcome. Also, congratulations on winning the World Heavyweight Championship. You worked your ass off for it, sorry your partner could no be around to celebrate your victory with you."

Donald Deruty: “Well thank you, but my partner was my opponent at Blast so I don’t think he would be celebrating with me. Also I cant wait for this week when I face a man that I have had a history with, we finally get to team up. Should be an exciting one!”

Kaylyn smirked hearing his words.

Kaylyn James Evans: "Should be an interesting match either way you look at it. I think you have it in the bag though... and even though Mr. Williams was your opponent... he was still your partner at the same time. One way or another you two would have had to come to terms."

Kaylyn laughed slightly before switching that title from her left shoulder to her right.

Kaylyn James Evans: "Hopefully we will both walk out victorious tonight. Even if I don't... I have plans."

That evil grin came across her face before she let it die down to an innocent smile once more. A grin comes onto D-Days face as he replies to the words Kaylyn just spoke.

Donald Deruty: “Well thank you and I indeed think that we both will go on top in our matches, once again...good luck.”

D-Day hold out his hand as a nice friendly gesture. Looking down at his hand she thought for a moment, but after the tips he had given her before, she couldn't be rude just yet. Extending her hand she shook that of the World Heavyweight Champions.

Kaylyn James Evans: "I hope you are right. If Santiago gets me this week... I will hold it against you just for saying that. Don't need any jinxing coming my way now."

She laughed softly before letting his hand go.

Kaylyn James Evans: "Who knows, I might see you again before the night is over. I think I might want to be up close and personally watch Creeping Death and yourself win that match tonight."

Donald Deruty: “Well if we do run into each other again tonight than it will be a honor for me.”

[color=orange]Kaylyn James Evans: "You are right... anytime anyone runs into me.. it's an honor for them, just to be graced with my presence."

Oh yes, that ego was stepping out, and she cared not about it either. It's who she was after all.

Donald Deruty: “Well I guess I will see you around then.”

He gives her a little smirk before walking away with a smile on his face.

Kaylyn James Evans: "That you will Mr. Deruty, one way or another... that you will. WCF has come to an Era that they are not ready for. Kaylyn J Evans... soon to be the most remembered Woman on the roster. The others... well... sucks to be them."

She stated to herself after he walked off before heading once more towards the ring uninterrupted this time.

Segment 8. 6-20-11

Thu, 30 Jun 2011 04:29:42 +0100

The camera focused in on Kaylyn James Evans stepping out of that blue Dodge before she drapped the title over her shoulder and closed the door of it behind her. Her attire consisted of black shorts and a white button up shirt which had the lower buttons undone completely so it could be tied at the solar plexus, and the top few buttons had been left undone for some... breathing room. Those Reebok covered feet made their way across the parking area before she opened the door to the arena and stepped inside. Hearing a greeting from security she turned towards them and smiled before bumping right into someone.

Kaylyn James Evans: "Oh shit... my bad."

She turned around, brushing the hair back from her face to see Mr. Thunder standing there before her.

Steve Thunder: "Not from where i'm looking... Kaylyn, right?"

Thunder stood as confidently as ever, casual to the whole situation. Wearing his worn brown leather jacket, his brand new "Thunderous" WCF shirt and some blue jeans, this was definately the same Steve Thunder from all those months ago.

Kaylyn James Evans: "Ugh... yeah... and you are?"

Not worth her time, that was for sure. Then again, she gave everyone that approach. Raising a brow she waited but before he could answer she spoke again.

Kaylyn James Evans: "Relax Thunder, I know who you are.. I do my homework on possible opponents."

Steve Thunder: "Oh really? Then can I ask why on earth you would do you're homework on me?"

The quick witted remark, typical Thunder. Cocky as ever. Kaylyns expression went from the predator to the prey in the blink of an eye.

Steve Thunder: "Relax Evans, you're not the only one with the funnies."

Kaylyn smirked and shook her head hearing him.

Kaylyn James Evans: "Hey, I might be a so called rookie in WCF, but as you can see... I do what has to be done. If I ever have to face you in the ring.. I will be ready for it. At least you can count on that."

She laughed softly once more before leaning against the wall.

Kaylyn James Evans: "Borderland tonight huh? Good luck. He was the only one that was able to stump me so far... well, even though it was not I who was pinned. Either way... kick his ass."

Steve Thunder: "I think thats a request that I can oblige, for such a pretty lady. If you weren't pinned, then you didn't lose, that's how I see it."

As Kaylyn seemed to become more relaxed, Thunder became slightly more confident, if that's possible!

Steve Thunder: "I'm beginning to think it may not be such a bad thing to get pinned by you, Kaylyn."

A smirked crossed Thunders face, cheekyness has always been his game. Kay could not help but to laugh once more.

Kaylyn James Evans: "I bet they all say that in their minds. That it would not be a bad thing to be pinned by me. Tell me something though... is it because I am a woman, and you would love to be pinned down, or because it would show just how much skill I have in the ring?"

She raised a brow as she crossed her arms in front of her.

Steve Thunder: "How about I let you answer that question yourself?"

Thunder grins, he knows the trap of a woman when he sees one, no answer is the right answer.

Kaylyn James Evans: "Hmm..."

She smirked and uncrossed her arms, standing up straight once more.

Kaylyn James Evans: "Looks like there are a few others around here that I wouldn't mind bumping into. As.... interesting as this conversation was... I believe we both have matches to prepare for. I will.... see you around Mr. Thunder."

Kay smirked before moving past him taking her leave. Thunders lips move as though he has something to say, but he stops himself, grinning. He turns his head and watches as Kaylyn walks away.

Segment 7. 5-30-11

Thu, 09 Jun 2011 07:51:01 +0100

A drum roll begins…

Zach Davis: Sounds like Slam is getting a dose of treachery!

And, indeed, “The Struggle Within” by Metallica explodes! The audience within the arena go apeshit immediately after Logan appears on the entrance. Logan stands in place, soaking in the crowds excitement, eyes traveling across the packed house.

Zach Davis: This arena sounds like it’s about to explode.

Logan then begins his descent down the ramp.

Kyle Steel: Logan was not scheduled to perform tonight. I wonder if he has something to say.

Zach Davis: He ALWAYS has something to say.

Soon, Logan reaches the ring steps, which he climbs, making his way into the ring and quickly climbing the nearest turnbuckle. His usual stage antics take place – slowly lifting his arms from his side and shifting them above his head. His arms soon drop, and he remains perched on the turnbuckle, taking his time to observe the frenzy of a crowd. Zooming in on Logan’s face, the camera watches him gaze over the audience. The camera pulls back, and then, Logan drops down from the turnbuckle and signals over to an outside official for a microphone – which – the official brings. His theme music cuts and the deafening chant that echoes the arena is heard much, much, clearer…

LOGAN!

Hesitating, Logan holds the microphone down to his side, letting the thrilling audience continue.

LOGAN!

Bringing the microphone to his lips, the crowd quiets on que.

Logan: Babygurls! It’s good to see you too. I had no idea Chicago, Illinois was full of so many boudles.

Crowd pops.

Zach Davis: He insults them, they cheer. I still do not quite understand it.

Logan: But, you see, there is a difference. You’re not no ordinary boudles.. no, no, no – you’re MY boudles!

Bigger pop.

Logan: So.. what are we doing tonight? I’m not doing anything. No. You see, some people around here do not like Connector City, some people do not like it when Slam is called the Show of Treachery.

The audience retreats to boos.

Logan: Yeah – yeah, I know.. what were they thinking when they booked the show this week and didn’t include WCF’s own home grown, ticket giving, boudle calling, tour guide of Connector City, the biggest name in history… ME.

Immediately after Logan finishes, the crowd melts into cheers.

Logan: So, instead, to fill the show, to entertain the hard earned money you spent, to accommodate you for the buses, trains, cars, and planes you took to get here and to make sure it was ALLLL worth it.. you get treated to…

Logan puts zero enthusiasm into what he says next.

Logan: … D-Day versus Chris Avery.

Crowd goes apeshit crazy for D-Day. A D-Day chant begins "DERUTY! DERUTY! DERUTY! DERUTY!"

Kyle Steel: Hey, that’s a good main event!

Logan: H’mm.. I wonder what they’re showing on the Discovery Channel tonight. Matter of fact, switch to Nick at Nite – I’d rather see Mickey Mouse on there then two Mickey Mouse boudles main eventing Slam!

Some laughter fills the arena.

Logan: But, do not worry, babygurls. The Face of Treachery is here. Mr. WCF is here. I am here. And – I brought tickets with me. You see, last week, just moments before Doc Henry got served a collard green ass whooping – someone.. a certain someone.. assaulted the Hotdog of Treachery. Yes, babygurls, a flat out attack on the babymaker.

Kyle Steel: What’s a Jumbo Hotdog of Trea—

Zach Davis: Penis, Kyle. Penis.

Logan: I, of course, am referring to that hooker talking boudle, Kaylyn Evans. I’ll admit – she sure does have a lot of balls, and, no.. I’m not talking about the balls on her chest. Though, it’s hard not to mention her chest. Have you seen those things, babygurls? They look like two circus balloons. Pop an implant, win a prize. SHUT UP!

Logan grins, quietly chuckling along with the crowd.

Logan: So… I have only one question. Does Kaylyn want a ticket?

The audience cheer in approval.

Logan: Kaylyn James, bring your hooker ass out here.

Pacing back and fourth, Logan maintains a stare onto the entrance ramp. Nothing happens, yet.

Logan: Hey – somebody back there go find Kaylyn – go to the nearest corner in Illinois and tell that hooker bitch that Slam started and the Face of Treachery wants to whoop that a—

Eminem's “Not Afraid” explodes into the speakers! Out onto the stage walks Kaylyn J. Evans, attired in black jeans hanging low on her waist, and hugging those curves, her shirt a white T tailored to her liking with it stopping at just the right spot below her assets, with those white Reeboks to match. Looking down at Logan standing there in the ring she shook her head before heading down the ramp way and making her way into the ring by sliding under the bottom rope. Coming to a stand she reached out for a microphone before stepping back and looking at Logan.

Kaylyn: Seriously Logan? Didn't we go through this last week? What happened last week when you went and ran your mouth? You ended up on your knees in some pain.. do you really want that to happen again?

Boo's came from the crowd at Kaylyn's words and she lifted a hand into the air ignoring the fans.

Kaylyn: I told you last week.. I am not no hooker.. the sooner you remember that.. the better. As for these right here...

Kay ran a hand in front of her chest.

Kaylyn: ...it's all natural. I am not one of these fake bitches that cheer you on week in and week out.

Before Logan responds, he can not help but chuckle a little bit.

Logan: Glad you made it out here. I'm glad that WCF's event tonight did not interrupt your other 'job'. I'm glad, my boudles are glad, because tonight, right now, you and I are going on a little trip. You know where that goes? SHUT UP! A trip straight to Connec--

Rudely interrupted, "I'm The Bad Influence" by Lil' Wyte hits the speakers. Logan and Kaylyn both turn towards the entrance ramp, Logan - especially - has a glare on his face.

Zach Davis: That's Jason Kash's theme! What does he want?

Kyle Steel: He helped Logan last week, but, what does he have to do with these two...?

Kash doesn't come down to the ring but stays up on the entrance stage. Dressed in his wrestling gear, he is ready to defend his Television Title against Kaylyn. He has a mic in his hand and the TV Title wrapped around his waist. He waits until the fans settle down and speaks into the mic.

Jason Kash: I'm glad to see everyone sorting out their issues here tonight but umm...isn't there a Title match suppose to go down? Maybe I'm wrong?

He looks on at both Kaylyn and Logan waiting for their response, wanting to know why the match has been delayed. Seeing Kash on the stage she rolled her eyes at him.

Kaylyn: Of course there is supposed to be a match going on. I was fucking asked to come out here.. so I showed up... unlike you, I was announced.. But Logan..

Kay said turning to face him.

Kaylyn: What is it you want really?

Logan directs his stare from Jason Kash to Kaylyn Evans.

Logan: What do I want? It'd be nice to be able to talk without some boudles entrance music playing. Speaking of which - does anyone else want to come out? H'm? But, no, I'll tell you what I want..

Reaching inside his pocket, Logan pulls out a ticket! The crowd pops. Logan then offers the ticket to Kaylyn.

Logan: The real question is; is this what you want?

Interrupting Logan, Kash clears his throat into the microphone. Logan and Kaylyn both look towards Kash as Kash speaks to them both inside the ring. He even begins walking down the aisle way towards the ring as the words are heard.

Jason Kash: What she wants is to get this match over with, lose to me in what will be a very "Hands On" matchup and then go brag to her friends about how she got felt up by "The Bad Influence" but what is it that YOU want Logan, why are you out here?"

Seeing Kash coming down the ramp way and the two boys staring one another down Kaylyn backed up before dipping out of the ring and keeping on the far side away from where Kash was coming from.

Kaylyn: I don't know what the hell has gotten into either of you... Logan.. with that ticket.. Kash, with your thoughts of a very hands on match... you two want to have at it, please.. do. Wake me when you are done.

Kay moved towards the announcers table and took a seat on it shaking her head at the other two.

Logan: Oh - you can't wait for your little match to start? SHUT UP! I was out here to whoop that hooker ass, but, now...

Logan stops talking, and sits on the middle rope to help accompany Kash into the ring.

Logan: It looks like she isn't the only boudle that's going to Connector City tonight!

The crowd of course, pops.

Zach Davis: Oh man! This is getting heated.

Kyle Steel: Hey, Kaylyn is pretty close.. look at that butt. Oh my.

Jason Kash doesn't waste any time. He unbuckles the Television Title and lets it drop the the ringside mats. Kash leaps up onto the ring apron with his knee and pulls himself up to his feet before dipping into the ring through the ropes. Not the ones Logan is holding down. Kash steps up just as Logan does and they come forehead to forehead. Pushing each other like bucking mountain goats.

Zach Davis: Kash versus Logan? Holy crap!

Kaylyn simply watches on from the outside as the two glare in one another's eyes.

Kyle Steel: What's the story with these two? Didn't Jason help Logan last week in that cage match?

Zach Davis: He did, Kyle. But as he mentioned in a promo this week.. he only did it to spite Creeping Death. He did it for respect.

The crowd is on edge. Logan and Kash face to face, Logan and Kash both trash talking each other.

Kyle Steel: OH SHIT! RIGHTS BY LOGAN!

The crowd is on their feet - Logan explodes at Jason Kash with right hands, driving him into the turnbuckle. Logan pulls Kash out of the turnbuckle, spins him around, wraps him in a sleeper..

Zach Davis: Jason Kash is going to Connector City!!

NO! Kash elbows the side of Logan's face. Logan holds his jaw, stumbles around, and Kash grabs Logan and goes for UTI!

Kyle Steel: Under The Influence!

Logan breaks from Kash at the last second, pushing him away! Kash turns and faces Logan! The two cautiously studying each other. The audience going apeshit!

Zach Davis: I have goosebumps! I hope Kash injures Logan bad!

"The Biggest, The Best" by Clawfinger blairs through the arena.

Kyle Steel: And here comes Kash's partner, Shane, he's running down the ramp!

And, indeed, Shane Borderland slides into the ring joining Jason's side, staring down Logan. Soon, Logan slowly begins backing away from the two, and eventually exits the ring all the while keeping his eyes on Jason and Shane. Logan backs up the ramp, talking generic smack before he soon decides to leave the arena entirely, heading backstage. Shane and Kash briefly share a few words together. Shane then exits the ring as well, returning backstage. Kaylyn, who has been watching from the outside the entire time, soon finds herself back into the ring.

Zach Davis: Wow!

Kyle Steel: I have a feeling that we haven't seen the last of Jason Kash and Logan.

Zach Davis: Folks.. we're going to take a quick commercial break. When we return.. Jason Kash versus Kaylyn Evans!

Segment 6. 5-30-11

Thu, 09 Jun 2011 07:49:38 +0100

Walking through the halls, as per usual it seemed, was none other than Kaylyn J. Evans. Attired in black jeans that hung low around her waist and hugged her curves, along with a white shirt that was tailored to her liking with the hem resting not far below her assets, and a pair of white Reeboks to match.. she headed towards the locker room of Mr. Deruty. Seeing the door opened she leaned in the doorway before speaking.

Kaylyn: "Excuse me. Mr. Deruty, do you have a moment?"

Donald Deruty, dressed in his usual formal wear, turns around and looks at Kaylyn before signaling her in the room.

D-Day: "Of course you may Kaylyn what would you like?"

Stepping into the locker room she moved over towards where he was sitting before leaning against the closest wall.

Kaylyn: "Actually, this week.. my opponent is Mr. Kash... a friend of yours yes?"

She smirked while saying the last part of the sentence. D-Day sitting listens to the question, but when he answers he has a ackward look on his face.

D-Day: "Friends? Well maybe the term 'were friends' would be of better use."

Kaylyn: "Just what I hoped to hear. I heard you were once a part of DangerTainment.. so you know a lot about Mr. Kash don't you? I mean.. his ring style, what he does best.. where he lacks."

D-Day: "Former member yes...wait how did you get that information?"

Kaylyn: "I have my sources Mr. Deruty. This is why I came to you. I wanted to see if you could help me out, and give me some pointers on what I am in store for tonight?"

D-Day: "Well, Miss. Evans, even though I am a former member I dont think I could give out such information on a former friend...I am sorry but you will just have to experience it yourself."

Kaylyn: "It's a shame..."

Kaylyn turned to walk out of the locker room but stopped and turned back towards him.

Kaylyn: "After being kicked out... I personally would have wanted revenge in some way, shape, or form."

D-Day: "Well Miss. Evans I am impressed that you would grow so much interest in my career history, but although revenge is sweet. I am not about too much revenge...you will have to try harder to persuade me to tell..."

Kaylyn: "Hey.. I am not the one that was tossed to the side. Look's like Kash missed out though.. after all, you are at the top of the business right now."

A smirk shows up on D-Day's face before responding.

D-Day: "Kaylyn, you are indeed right he did miss out, he did toss me to the side like i would be nothing. I made him wrong, and i am glad about that."

Kay smirked looking over towards him still.

Kaylyn: "I just pegged you to be more of the helpful type, guess I was wrong about you Mr. Deruty. I know you have a match to get ready for though, so I won't keep you. Good Luck against Mr. Avery."

Donald stands and adjusts his tie before responding.

D-Day: "Wait...how about you come on in and shut the door...I dont want anybody else hearing about this, now what did you want again?"

Kaylyn had that innocent smile on her face before turning towards the door. Sending a wink to the camera with that smirk forming she went to shut the door. Her words could be heard slightly before being cut off completely as she moved further inside the locker room.

Kaylyn: "I just wanted to see what you could tell me about Kash..."

Unable to hear anything else the camera's were sent back to ringside.