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General : vs. Angela Stewart pt. 2  
     
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From: MSN NicknameWrit3SinsNotTrag3di3s  (Original Message)Sent: 8/26/2008 1:56 AM

warning ;; This roleplay is an Adalyn Raine one-of-a-kind creation. You should use caution before reading on, because this roleplay will contain violence, bitchy attitudes, curse words, ass kicking and possibly some graphic sexual situations. If you find any of the above mentioned things revolting in any way, then I suggest you take your virgin ass somewhere else, and step the fuck away from this masterpiece. If you even so much as open your mouth to complain, Adalyn will shove her five-inch, Betsy Johnson heels down your throat!

AdalynRaine.jpg picture by ItsxInxThexBlood

?She's coming over like a suicide...

dear diary ;; __;; You are so not in my leage
inspiration ;; Hollywood Undead
inside my head ;; Hugs not Drugs!
behind the scenes ;; blah. i have a headache, this will probably suck lol...and good luck Miss Angela lol i loved ur rp. =]

__;; The scene opens up showing Adalyn sitting on a curb outside the WGEF arena, where a pink T-Mobile sidekick is placed in her hands as she furiously types away, texting a message to one of her dearest friends, Jeffree Star. The fans obviously can't see what she is texting, because as soon as the cameras even try to get up in her personal business, Adalyn looks up at the camera man with a raised eyebrow and a pissed off expression.

Adalyn Raine;; Seriously? Do you mind giving me some fucking space here?

__;; The camera man backs off a bit, giving her the space that she desires as she scowls and turns her her attention back to her sidekick where she has just received a new text from Jeffree.

Jeffree Star;; Like, oh my god...what is that bitch smoking, thinking that she can seriously kick your ass tonight?

Adalyn Raine;; LOL...actually she is smoking a little something called ganja. And boy does it show, the girl has obviously let it affect what tiny brain cells she has left.

Jeffree Star;; Haha...well girl, you know your the queen B there, and I'll totally be rooting for you tonight. =]

Adalyn Raine;; Aww babe, thanks. That means a lot. <3

Jeffree Star;; Yeah, and win or lose, at least you'll look fucking fabulous! Lol...no but seriously, just don't let that Jamaican piece of cunt get to you.

Adalyn Raine;; LOL don't worry, I won't...ah but I got to go...I'm sure someone is going to want to hear from me once more before the match. But I'll call you tonight after the fight.

Jeffree Star;; Alright baby, see you then.

__;; With a smile on her face, Adalyn now puts her sidekick away in her purse. The cameras now move in closer, thinking that since she is done with her 'private' conversation, it gives them the right to once again be all up in her face. Adalyn still not looking pleased by this, but deciding not to say anything, stands up and starts to walk back inside the arena. She barely gets inside when this man wearing quite possibly one of thee nerdiest pairs of glasses starts briskly walking towards her. The man looks familar, but her still being quite new, of course doesn't know everyone's name around this place. Adalyn greets the man with a half smile as he stands now only two feet away from her with a microphone in hand. Ah, so he's an interviewer...no wonder he looked so familar...still, she had no fucking clue what his name was.

Daniel Sanchez;; Hello Adalyn...would you care if I asked you a couple of questions in response to Angela's earlier comments?

Adalyn Raine;; Um, sure...but first, could you tell me what your name is?...That way I don't feel like I'm talking with a complete and total stranger about my business.

Daniel Sanchez;; Oh, right, I'm sorry...I forgot that you are new here and probably arn't used to us interviewers yet. *he smiles* But my name is Daniel Sanchez. It's a pleasure to meet you.

__; Daniel puts out his hand and looks at Adalyn expecting her to return the favour. She is a bit hesitant about it, but in the end decides to shake his hand, but doesn't let go right away, suddenly becoming transfixed on his poorly groomed fingernails.

Adalyn Raine;; Daniel...have you ever heard of a manicure? Like. seriously if you want, we can go back to my locker room and I'll give you one while we talk about my match.

Daniel Sanchez;; A manicure?...uh, I don't know. Nothing girly right?

Adalyn Raine;; Oh no sweetie, of course not! But I'm not going to be able to take you seriously if I have to keep looking at those fingernails! Come on, let's go.

__;; Adalyn still having his hand in hers from the hand shake, starts to pull him along behind her in the direction of her locker room. She is still half deciding on whether or not she should embarass him by painting his nails pink...or just really shape them up and give him a decent manicure, for a male. She smiles to herself thinking about what he would look like with flourescent nails...but then her thoughts get cut short as she reaches her locker room door. Adalyn lets go of Daniel's hand and pushes open her door as she leads him inside. Closing the door behind them, she then motions for him to have a seat on the couch while she looks for her manicure utensils. After rummaging through a few of her bags and vanity table drawers, she pulls out a purple make up bag with a smile on her face. Daniel still looks really unsure about this whole idea, but his uncomfortable aura doesn't stop her from plopping down beside him looking like a giddy little school girl who is about to paint her best friend's nails...which I'm sure made him even more nervous. She unzips the bag and pulls out a nail file, clippers and lime green nail polish. Daniel's eye pop open like a little kid on Christmas when he sees the nailpolish in her hands. She laughs at the expression on his face and says...

Adalyn Raine;; Woah, calm down little girl. The nail polish isn't for you. Its for me. I'm gonna need something to keep my attention in this interview, once I'm done with your nails...speaking of which, you can begin at any time. You'll only make me nervous if you stare down at my hands while I'm doing this, *she smiles* I promise it won't hurt.

Daniel Sanchez;; Okay then...well first off, were you fortunate enough to catch any of Angela's interview earlier?

Adalyn Raine;; *she laughs* Well, I don't know if I would consider myself "fortunate" for getting to hear that ugly bitch speak tonight, but yes, I did see the interview. Though, I grew rather bored with her "ganja" induced ramblings at the end.

Daniel Sanchez;; Ah, so you don't smoke then?

Adalyn Raine;; What the fuck? No! Babe, I believe in hugs not drugs.

__;; Adalyn smiles and throws up a peace sign with her fingers, laughing a little to herself in result of her 'scene' actions. Boy, was Jeffree rubbing off on her lately. She shakes her head at this thought and starts to file down Daniel's nails as he speaks again.

Daniel Sanchez;; *he laughs a little* Alright, well overall, what did you think of Miss Stewart's interview?

Adalyn Raine;; So, as you can see, with those other options being labeled as a waste of my precious time, the obvious pick had to be you, but I didn't want to just have you mentor me, because all the other 'top dogs' either were ass holes or going to be fore-seen as future problems, no I also wanted to make sure that you had something to offer me. And after also watching a couple of your own promos, it was apparant that you do know how to work the audience and intimidate your opponents....which made me curious about how well you performed in the ring. *she smiles* And surprisingly, your abilities in the ring didn't disappoint me, because I'm not gonna lie, but for a moment I thought maybe you were going to be one of them guys that can only talk the talk, but can't back it up.

__;; Adalyn pauses for a moment as Chris looks at her intently, waiting for her to continue.

Adalyn Raine;; But obviously, you are not one of them guys, or I wouldn't even be here in your locker room right now. *she smiles* So, have I finally given you the perfect answer to your endless question? Or are you still not satisfied with why little ole' me came to the great Christopher Michaels?

__;; Adalyn raises an eyebrow at Chris as he smiles to himself. He leans forward in his seat once again before answering her question.

TBC by Chris Michaels

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From: MSN NicknameWrit3SinsNotTrag3di3sSent: 8/26/2008 10:24 AM

warning ;; This roleplay is an Adalyn Raine one-of-a-kind creation. You should use caution before reading on, because this roleplay will contain violence, bitchy attitudes, curse words, ass kicking and possibly some graphic sexual situations. If you find any of the above mentioned things revolting in any way, then I suggest you take your virgin ass somewhere else, and step the fuck away from this masterpiece. If you even so much as open your mouth to complain, Adalyn will shove her five-inch, Betsy Johnson heels down your throat!

AdalynRaine.jpg picture by ItsxInxThexBlood

?She's coming over like a suicide...

dear diary ;; __;; You are so not in my leage
inspiration ;; Hollywood Undead
inside my head ;; Hugs not Drugs!
behind the scenes ;; blah. i have a headache, this will probably suck lol...and good luck Miss Angela lol i loved ur rp. =]

__;; The scene opens up showing Adalyn sitting on a curb outside the WGEF arena, where a pink T-Mobile sidekick is placed in her hands as she furiously types away, texting a message to one of her dearest friends, Jeffree Star. The fans obviously can't see what she is texting, because as soon as the cameras even try to get up in her personal business, Adalyn looks up at the camera man with a raised eyebrow and a pissed off expression.

Adalyn Raine;; Seriously? Do you mind giving me some fucking space here?

__;; The camera man backs off a bit, giving her the space that she desires as she scowls and turns her her attention back to her sidekick where she has just received a new text from Jeffree.

Jeffree Star;; Like, oh my god...what is that bitch smoking, thinking that she can seriously kick your ass tonight?

Adalyn Raine;; LOL...actually she is smoking a little something called ganja. And boy does it show, the girl has obviously let it affect what tiny brain cells she has left.

Jeffree Star;; Haha...well girl, you know your the queen B there, and I'll totally be rooting for you tonight. =]

Adalyn Raine;; Aww babe, thanks. That means a lot. <3

Jeffree Star;; Yeah, and win or lose, at least you'll look fucking fabulous! Lol...no but seriously, just don't let that Jamaican piece of cunt get to you.

Adalyn Raine;; LOL don't worry, I won't...ah but I got to go...I'm sure someone is going to want to hear from me once more before the match. But I'll call you tonight after the fight.

Jeffree Star;; Alright baby, see you then.

__;; With a smile on her face, Adalyn now puts her sidekick away in her purse. The cameras now move in closer, thinking that since she is done with her 'private' conversation, it gives them the right to once again be all up in her face. Adalyn still not looking pleased by this, but deciding not to say anything, stands up and starts to walk back inside the arena. She barely gets inside when this man wearing quite possibly one of thee nerdiest pairs of glasses starts briskly walking towards her. The man looks familar, but her still being quite new, of course doesn't know everyone's name around this place. Adalyn greets the man with a half smile as he stands now only two feet away from her with a microphone in hand. Ah, so he's an interviewer...no wonder he looked so familar...still, she had no fucking clue what his name was.

Daniel Sanchez;; Hello Adalyn...would you care if I asked you a couple of questions in response to Angela's earlier comments?

Adalyn Raine;; Um, sure...but first, could you tell me what your name is?...That way I don't feel like I'm talking with a complete and total stranger about my business.

Daniel Sanchez;; Oh, right, I'm sorry...I forgot that you are new here and probably arn't used to us interviewers yet. *he smiles* But my name is Daniel Sanchez. It's a pleasure to meet you.

__; Daniel puts out his hand and looks at Adalyn expecting her to return the favour. She is a bit hesitant about it, but in the end decides to shake his hand, but doesn't let go right away, suddenly becoming transfixed on his poorly groomed fingernails.

Adalyn Raine;; Daniel...have you ever heard of a manicure? Like. seriously if you want, we can go back to my locker room and I'll give you one while we talk about my match.

Daniel Sanchez;; A manicure?...uh, I don't know. Nothing girly right?

Adalyn Raine;; Oh no sweetie, of course not! But I'm not going to be able to take you seriously if I have to keep looking at those fingernails! Come on, let's go.

__;; Adalyn still having his hand in hers from the hand shake, starts to pull him along behind her in the direction of her locker room. She is still half deciding on whether or not she should embarass him by painting his nails pink...or just really shape them up and give him a decent manicure, for a male. She smiles to herself thinking about what he would look like with flourescent nails...but then her thoughts get cut short as she reaches her locker room door. Adalyn lets go of Daniel's hand and pushes open her door as she leads him inside. Closing the door behind them, she then motions for him to have a seat on the couch while she looks for her manicure utensils. After rummaging through a few of her bags and vanity table drawers, she pulls out a purple make up bag with a smile on her face. Daniel still looks really unsure about this whole idea, but his uncomfortable aura doesn't stop her from plopping down beside him looking like a giddy little school girl who is about to paint her best friend's nails...which I'm sure made him even more nervous. She unzips the bag and pulls out a nail file, clippers and lime green nail polish. Daniel's eye pop open like a little kid on Christmas when he sees the nailpolish in her hands. She laughs at the expression on his face and says...

Adalyn Raine;; Woah, calm down little girl. The nail polish isn't for you. Its for me. I'm gonna need something to keep my attention in this interview, once I'm done with your nails...speaking of which, you can begin at any time. You'll only make me nervous if you stare down at my hands while I'm doing this, *she smiles* I promise it won't hurt.

Daniel Sanchez;; Okay then...well first off, were you fortunate enough to catch any of Angela's interview earlier?

Adalyn Raine;; *she laughs* Well, I don't know if I would consider myself "fortunate" for getting to hear that ugly bitch speak tonight, but yes, I did see the interview. Though, I grew rather bored with her "ganja" induced ramblings at the end.

Daniel Sanchez;; Ah, so you don't smoke then?

Adalyn Raine;; What the fuck? No! Babe, I believe in hugs not drugs.

__;; Adalyn smiles and throws up a peace sign with her fingers, laughing a little to herself in result of her 'scene' actions. Boy, was Jeffree rubbing off on her lately. She shakes her head at this thought and starts to file down Daniel's nails as he speaks again.

Daniel Sanchez;; *he laughs a little* Alright, well overall, what did you think of Miss Stewart's interview?

Adalyn Raine;; Overall? *she laughs* Well overall, I thought it was a big fucking waste of my time and that her and that one interviewer are nothing but a joke, and that goes the same for her dumb ass manager, Kay. Seriously, growing up as a wrestling fan, I've seen a lot of dumb and crazy shit go down in promos...but never, and I mean never have I seen someone get stoned in the middle of an interview! I mean let's have some class people! Ah, well, none the less, I guess she gives something for the druggies and trailer trash people to look up to as a role model. Who knows, maybe the

__;; Adalyn pauses for a moment as Chris looks at her intently, waiting for her to continue.

Adalyn Raine;; But obviously, you are not one of them guys, or I wouldn't even be here in your locker room right now. *she smiles* So, have I finally given you the perfect answer to your endless question? Or are you still not satisfied with why little ole' me came to the great Christopher Michaels?

__;; Adalyn raises an eyebrow at Chris as he smiles to himself. He leans forward in his seat once again before answering her question.

TBC by Chris Michaels

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From: MSN NicknameWrit3SinsNotTrag3di3sSent: 8/26/2008 11:31 AM

warning ;; This roleplay is an Adalyn Raine one-of-a-kind creation. You should use caution before reading on, because this roleplay will contain violence, bitchy attitudes, curse words, ass kicking and possibly some graphic sexual situations. If you find any of the above mentioned things revolting in any way, then I suggest you take your virgin ass somewhere else, and step the fuck away from this masterpiece. If you even so much as open your mouth to complain, Adalyn will shove her five-inch, Betsy Johnson heels down your throat!

AdalynRaine.jpg picture by ItsxInxThexBlood

?She's coming over like a suicide...

dear diary ;; __;; You are so not in my leage
inspiration ;; Hollywood Undead
inside my head ;; Hugs not Drugs!
behind the scenes ;; blah. i have a headache, this will probably suck lol...and good luck Miss Angela lol i loved ur rp. =]

__;; The scene opens up showing Adalyn sitting on a curb outside the WGEF arena, where a pink T-Mobile sidekick is placed in her hands as she furiously types away, texting a message to one of her dearest friends, Jeffree Star. The fans obviously can't see what she is texting, because as soon as the cameras even try to get up in her personal business, Adalyn looks up at the camera man with a raised eyebrow and a pissed off expression.

Adalyn Raine;; Seriously? Do you mind giving me some fucking space here?

__;; The camera man backs off a bit, giving her the space that she desires as she scowls and turns her her attention back to her sidekick where she has just received a new text from Jeffree.

Jeffree Star;; Like, oh my god...what is that bitch smoking, thinking that she can seriously kick your ass tonight?

Adalyn Raine;; LOL...actually she is smoking a little something called ganja. And boy does it show, the girl has obviously let it affect what tiny brain cells she has left.

Jeffree Star;; Haha...well girl, you know your the queen B there, and I'll totally be rooting for you tonight. =]

Adalyn Raine;; Aww babe, thanks. That means a lot. <3

Jeffree Star;; Yeah, and win or lose, at least you'll look fucking fabulous! Lol...no but seriously, just don't let that Jamaican piece of cunt get to you.

Adalyn Raine;; LOL don't worry, I won't...ah but I got to go...I'm sure someone is going to want to hear from me once more before the match. But I'll call you tonight after the fight.

Jeffree Star;; Alright baby, see you then.

__;; With a smile on her face, Adalyn now puts her sidekick away in her purse. The cameras now move in closer, thinking that since she is done with her 'private' conversation, it gives them the right to once again be all up in her face. Adalyn still not looking pleased by this, but deciding not to say anything, stands up and starts to walk back inside the arena. She barely gets inside when this man wearing quite possibly one of thee nerdiest pairs of glasses starts briskly walking towards her. The man looks familar, but her still being quite new, of course doesn't know everyone's name around this place. Adalyn greets the man with a half smile as he stands now only two feet away from her with a microphone in hand. Ah, so he's an interviewer...no wonder he looked so familar...still, she had no fucking clue what his name was.

Daniel Sanchez;; Hello Adalyn...would you care if I asked you a couple of questions in response to Angela's earlier comments?

Adalyn Raine;; Um, sure...but first, could you tell me what your name is?...That way I don't feel like I'm talking with a complete and total stranger about my business.

Daniel Sanchez;; Oh, right, I'm sorry...I forgot that you are new here and probably arn't used to us interviewers yet. *he smiles* But my name is Daniel Sanchez. It's a pleasure to meet you.

__; Daniel puts out his hand and looks at Adalyn expecting her to return the favour. She is a bit hesitant about it, but in the end decides to shake his hand, but doesn't let go right away, suddenly becoming transfixed on his poorly groomed fingernails.

Adalyn Raine;; Daniel...have you ever heard of a manicure? Like. seriously if you want, we can go back to my locker room and I'll give you one while we talk about my match.

Daniel Sanchez;; A manicure?...uh, I don't know. Nothing girly right?

Adalyn Raine;; Oh no sweetie, of course not! But I'm not going to be able to take you seriously if I have to keep looking at those fingernails! Come on, let's go.

__;; Adalyn still having his hand in hers from the hand shake, starts to pull him along behind her in the direction of her locker room. She is still half deciding on whether or not she should embarass him by painting his nails pink...or just really shape them up and give him a decent manicure, for a male. She smiles to herself thinking about what he would look like with flourescent nails...but then her thoughts get cut short as she reaches her locker room door. Adalyn lets go of Daniel's hand and pushes open her door as she leads him inside. Closing the door behind them, she then motions for him to have a seat on the couch while she looks for her manicure utensils. After rummaging through a few of her bags and vanity table drawers, she pulls out a purple make up bag with a smile on her face. Daniel still looks really unsure about this whole idea, but his uncomfortable aura doesn't stop her from plopping down beside him looking like a giddy little school girl who is about to paint her best friend's nails...which I'm sure made him even more nervous. She unzips the bag and pulls out a nail file, clippers and lime green nail polish. Daniel's eye pop open like a little kid on Christmas when he sees the nailpolish in her hands. She laughs at the expression on his face and says...

Adalyn Raine;; Woah, calm down little girl. The nail polish isn't for you. Its for me. I'm gonna need something to keep my attention in this interview, once I'm done with your nails...speaking of which, you can begin at any time. You'll only make me nervous if you stare down at my hands while I'm doing this, *she smiles* I promise it won't hurt.

Daniel Sanchez;; Okay then...well first off, were you fortunate enough to catch any of Angela's interview earlier?

Adalyn Raine;; *she laughs* Well, I don't know if I would consider myself "fortunate" for getting to hear that ugly bitch speak tonight, but yes, I did see the interview. Though, I grew rather bored with her "ganja" induced ramblings at the end.

Daniel Sanchez;; Ah, so you don't smoke then?

Adalyn Raine;; What the fuck? No! Babe, I believe in hugs not drugs.

__;; Adalyn smiles and throws up a peace sign with her fingers, laughing a little to herself in result of her 'scene' actions. Boy, was Jeffree rubbing off on her lately. She shakes her head at this thought and starts to file down Daniel's nails as he speaks again.

Daniel Sanchez;; *he laughs a little* Alright, well overall, what did you think of Miss Stewart's interview?

Adalyn Raine;; Overall? *she laughs* Well overall, I thought it was a big fucking waste of my time and that her and that one interviewer are nothing but a joke, and that goes the same for her dumb ass manager, Kay. Seriously, growing up as a wrestling fan, I've seen a lot of dumb and crazy shit go down in promos...but never, and I mean never have I seen someone get stoned in the middle of an interview! I mean let's have some class people! Ah, well, none the less, I guess she gives something for the druggies and trailer trash people to look up to as a role model. *she smiles and rolls her eyes* But, oh my god..ew! What if federations all over the place start getting nothing but absolute trash signing up to be wrestlers because of Angela's drug and lack of class influences? Augh, the day that happens is the day I quit working in this shit hole and going back to being a full time model.

Daniel Sanchez;; Ah, so you were a model? If you were such a success in modeling...then why join the wrestling business? Were you getting low on funds and needed another means of income?

Adalyn Raine;; Ha, no! Darling, the reason why I signed up for a wrestling contract here in WGEF is because I like to succeed. I like to go above and beyond what the crowd thinks I'm capable of accomplishing. And how often do you see a gorgeous model like me become a successful wrestler? You don't. Typically, girls that look like me fail in a business like this because they wind up being nothing more than a piece of eye candy, but I walked through these doors, with my mind set that I was not going to let some ass hole dictate my life and hold me back. I came here, like I've said before to make a name for myself, and I'm not going anywhere until I do just that. Angela may think I'm just a little girl that only talks shit, with no capability whatsoever to back it up, but that's okay...I mean, do you really think I give a shit about what that cunt has to say about me? Ha, not hardly!

__;; Adalyn finishes up Daniel's nails as she lets go of his hand. He looks down cautiously, not sure if he is going to like what he sees, and his eyes widen when he sees that his nails are perfectly manicured...and not in a girly way at all. Adalyn smiles to herself, pleased with the look on his face.

Adalyn Raine;; So, Mr. Sanchez, what do you think?

Daniel Sanchez;; I'm not going to lie...I thought they were going to be god awful when you got done...but they look really nice...and still manly. Thanks so much Miss Raine!

Adalyn Raine;; Oh, please...call me Adalyn! *she smiles* So, now that I know you love your nails...any more questions for me?

__;; Adalyn reaches over and picks up the lime green nail polish as she starts to paint her own nails. Daniel pulls his gaze away from his nails and looks back at Adalyn as he collects himself and speaks.

Daniel Sanchez;; Actually, I have just one more. What did you think when Angela said that you arn't ready to face her, because she is experienced in other federations, while you are still in training with Chris Michaels?

Adalyn Raine;; Well, she does have a point Daniel. I am still in training, and fate would say that it's destined for me to lose this match, simply over the fact that she has been around a bit longer than me. However, I like to defy fate's destiny, and create my own. And in my destiny, I will be walking out victorious on Rampage tonight. I'm not saying that it's going to be an easy win, because god knows it won't be at all. But all the same, I will not be walking out the loser of this match up. I know she is determined to win this just as much as I am, which I'm happy about, because I want a good challenge for my first match. I want to be able to say that when I win, it wasn't just a hand over...that I actually had to bust my ass to win my debut match. However, it's kind of embarassing really to admit that a stoner is going to be a bit of a challenge for me tonight...but I guess that only means that the drugs havn't affected her motor skills yet. And poor, poor Katrina Parker...*she shakes her head* that girl will probably become addicted to 'ganja' and start spending all her pay checks on that shit...leaving her broke and homeless and fired from her interviewing position in WGEF. Not, that I can really care too much...I mean the bitch was dumb enough to actually smoke some of that shit...augh, just the smell of it makes me want to barf my pretty little guts out. Which must of been how Katrina was feeling while she took that first hit off the pipe, because man I don't think I've ever seen a face actually turn green like hers did today. Obviously that shit upsetted her stomach a bit....not to mention she sounded like she was about to cough up a lung with all that coughing and hacking. *she smirks* But you know what surprised me the most throughout that whole 'stoner' scene?...the fact that they could still manage to speak educated about a dictionary, and actually form words into sentences that pretty accuratly described all those words. I was pretty impressed by that...because as soon as they started hittig the pipe, I really thought about shutting the monitor off, because all I want to do is hear some dumb asses talking meaningless shit about me the night of my match. *she rolls her eyes* Yeah, I do have a life outside this place, which is a hell of a lot more interesting than some pathetic girls talking trash while smoking a bit of ganja. So, do fully answer you're question, I think that I am ready for Angela tonight...perhaps maybe even more than ready, if all Angela can seem to do with her free time is get high and make friends with interviewers.

__;; Adalyn now strokes the mini brush against her last pinky nail, and then seals the cap back on the bottle as she carefully sets it aside. Allowing her nails to air dry, Daniel takes this time to speak up again.

Daniel Sanchez;; Well Adalyn, I'm happy that you were able to take some time out of your schedule to talk to me about your match tonight...not to mention the nails. That was nice too. *he laughs* But, seriously...good luck to you tonight out there in the ring, and may the best lady win, right?

Adalyn Raine;; Sure Daniel, whatever you say....but we already know that the best lady in this match is going to be me. *she smirks* But in all fairness, I suppose it's only polite to wish Angela good-luck....*she now looks directly into the camera* Angela, good luck tonight, and really I truly do mean that. There is hardly anyone else that I'd rather face off against tonight...I'm looking forward to the challenge you'll be giving me...even though in the end, it will all be completley useless and pointless. *she smiles* But anyways....I'll see you out in the ring in just a couple of hours, until then, do me a favour...lay off the fucking weed man! It's really not attractive, and I'd much rather face you in a sober state of mind, rather than a drug-induced one. *she giggles a bit* Well, sweetie, I have nothing else to say to you...because I do believe Daniel here, has helped me cover all the small points that you used to try and make a difference in your interview. But, sadly enough, nothing you said got past skin deep, and my mind is going to be clear when entering that ring....if only I could say the same about you.

__;; A smirk creeps across Adalyn's face as she looks away from the camera and over to Daniel.

Adalyn Raine;; Well, thanks for stopping by Daniel...hopefully we'll be able to do this again shortly, after I defeat Angela Stewart of course...*she smiles*,,,just try to keep your nails looking halfway decent until I see you again.

__;; Daniel smiles and nods his head, obviously taking the hint that his time is up with Miss Raine as he stands to his feet and exits the locker room, leaving Adalyn to sit on the couch, admiring her lime green nails as the scene fades out to black.

TBC by no one!

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