/ Drag the waters . / *Who is this girl? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Just shy of a minute after Victoria Jackson had made her debut in EPIC, she was going to get taught her first lesson in the wrestling business. Hold on a second, is this chick even new? Well, it didn't matter because nobody knew of her anyways and when nobody knows of you it spells out trouble. Want to know why? Arachne targets people who's existence is feeble. Meaning no one will shed a tear when they have mysteriously dropped out of the face of the earth. Not only that but this girl painted a target on her back and came out to the ring. The only thing she had going for her was that she was out in the open space where people surrounded her. For some odd reason she found herself waiting in that ring and you could say it was fate that kept her there because had she returned back to her lockeroom she would have clashed with Arachne. Speaking of the web weaver, she had arrived at the arena thirty minutes ago and was currently watching Victoria Jackson from behind the curtains with her fellow spiders. Seeing this as an opportunity to present herself to the people of EPIC, she snapped her fingers at once making sure that her theme music was being played. Just like she asked, Porcelain and the Tramps eight song begins to play on the public announcement. Her orange kneed tarantula attaches itself to her back as she pushes open the black curtains and walks out. She is now met with several other people, those being fans of EPIC, but most importantly the "woman" known as Victoria Jackson. As Arachne continued to make her way down the ramp she noticed two other special guests. Why it was JR and King from the WWE. Had they come to EPIC just to see this troll known as Victoria Jackson? Either way EPIC's original announcement was backstage drinking coffee, enjoying the break they had been given for this evening which left JR and King down here. Victoria smiled as she saw Arachne walk towards her but that smile was never returned. The better woman, it's not debatable, didn't show any emotion at all. She simply entered the ring without taking her eyes off Victoria but just for a second though as she glanced at the crowd. The music had died off without Arachne's request. It was as if they knew what was coming. She had a microphone in her hand, one that had been snatched from Victoria not too long ago, but before she could speak she felt excruciating pain on her lower back. Her eyes sunk back into her head but she was strong enough to regain consciousness before falling into the ground. Turning her back on the woman for a second she reached out to one of the workers and began whispering something in his ear. We assume this had to do with the spider she gave him to hold in his hands. She then directed her full attention towards Victoria who hadn't a clue what was going on. "Excuse you, you're in my ring." she was about to use her hands to physically remove the fake breasted woman but she moved back immediately. "What?" she sported a confused look on her face. "What the hell is going on?" Arachne remained motionless for a second but then she let out a soft chuckle. She was a small character, this Arachne girl, but the other woman was already terrified of her. "Did you think I came out here to welcome you?" she asks, her tone loud enough to make Victoria uneasy. She knew the generic woman would take ages to come up with a simple response so she continued anyway. "I'll admit, I saw your pathetic excuse of a self come out here and try to cheer the crowd up but you failed miserably. The EPIC crowd isn't like any other crowd, you see. They don't cheer for n00bs whom they aren't familiar with. So you forcing the PA to add in those extra cheers just makes you look much worse than you already do. And trust me, you look horrid." Arachne begins to circle the woman in her midst without taking her eyes off her. "What man would ever want to waste his time with trash like you? There are plenty of other talented females to work with than low end garbage like yourself. Just like Jayda Evans, you're a recycled whore." Stopping suddenly, she jumps infront of Victoria and is now standing just an inch away from her face. "May I ask, who sent you to EPIC? I'm sure it's not the devil as I know he can do much better. Were you paid to become a wrestler? Given a cheap boob job and sent over to federations to whore yourself out because you're too insecure to deal with the real you? And here you come, prancing around all over the already talent filled EPIC to plague it with your untalented ass. Well guess what, I'm not going to let that happen. I want to send you packing from whatever whorehouse you came out of and don't tell me you're not a whore as I can smell the semen all over you. My guess would be that you just sucked someone off before making your debut and If I were you I would have stayed where you were; on your knees. You're simply a beggar, a worthless cunt. Nothing more or less, therefore you don't deserve the attention you're asking for least of all the women's champion which nothing of that sort exists in EPIC. Funny you also mention Torrie Wilson who doesn't seem to be present in EPIC. Is this a joke? Are you robot who's been sent here to repeat something you do over in other feds? I smell a fake and bitch, my nose doesn't lie to me." Backing away from Victoria, not because she's afraid but she is unable to breathe being in the presence of such foul smell, she walks towards the ropes and rests her hands on them. "So tell me what I should do with you, Viccy? I don't know whether to slap your face until you bleed or just lead you out of the door because you're not worth it. To tell you the truth, nobody wants you here but they have too much on their hands to tell you that so I have taken the time of the day to do that for them. Plus, I got promised a tasty snack; you." says the beautiful Arachne with a wink. "The doors of EPIC are only open to those who have talent and a promising future not to low lifes like you who are just here to make a few bucks. You, however, have weaseled your way in and nobody took notice because of the earlier events but now that will change. I'm giving you the option to walk out or I'll carry your remains in a bowl and throw them out. What will it be?" The attention has now been drawn to Victoria Jackson who looks rather nervous. Will she dare pick the latter? **DISCLAIMER: by stealing this layout, you're only further proving my point that you want to be ME. Cherie [c] 2006. XOX