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Sent: 2/17/2006 12:33 PM

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-Lola Star-

P u b l i c S e r v i ce A n n o u n c e m e n t - This is a Public Service annnouncement brought to you in part by Rebecca Rancid. The views and opinions in this roleplay are totally fucked and not necessarily the views of anyone but should NOT be taken lightly. Children should not partake in the reading of this roleplay with laces in their shoes. Reading this roleplay means that your agreeing to lick my cunt. OH...before I go..there's one more thing..don't read this roleplay after taking in drugs. THANKYOU!

The scene commences inside the house of Lola Star where both Paris Hilton and Kimberly Stewart sit opposite from each other while Lola talks on the phone. The two girls just watch her as she walks back and forth in between the both of them.

"Okay.. so.. I'm getting my re match soon? That's excellent! Tell you what.. i'm going to be at this PPV to watch the match between these three ladies and see who's ass I get to kick later.. you have something in mind? okay.. thank you so much for your time. Love ya!" she makes a kissing sound so that he knows she'd blowing him a kiss and then pushes and button a looks over at the girls.

"See.. I told you." she smirks.

"So you're getting your rematch against Charisma Johnson?"

"That's what it says in the rules.." Lola puts the reciever in it's rightful place. "Maybe it won't be here.. I see that new chick Aubrey Baxter is already in the lead.. Maybe i'll get to kick her face in along with a few other hopefuls."

"Well that's awesome! That bitch Charisma didn't deserve the title anyways." Kimmy says rubbing both her hands together.

"That's right, Kimmy.. All I was doing was letting her taste the title.. letting her lick it and see how fucking great her life is going to be with that belt around her waist.. and just when she's dreaming.. i'd snatch it back from her." Lola snaps. "Just like that her dreams will become nothing more than dreams."

"Excellent!" Kimberly seems to be enjoying Lola's hostility.

"Umm.." Paris breaks the ice. "I found a letter for you Lola." she holds it up to Lola who snatches it from her hand.

She looks at the word on the envelope. "How do you know it's for me?! Just because it says 'whore' on the cover doesn't mean it's mine.. you know.. it could be kimberly's." Lola shoves it in Kimmy's face. "You open it, Skank."

Kimmy immediately tears the envelope open and begins to read while Lola and Paris argue over nothing.

"I found it at YOUR house!" Paris cleverly points out.

"SO?! Someone could have dropped it in there!" she screams standing over Paris.

"Yeah.. who'd drop a letter than belongs to THEM.. in YOUR mail box!?"

"I don't know!! Someone very stupid!" Lola Shrugs. "Maybe it was you andn you just didn't want to come across as a whore so you put it in my mail box because you were jealous of me that my boobs are bigger than yours and you put it in my mailbox and prentended like it was for m..."

"Hey guys!" Kimmy shouts out as if the caffine had just kicked in. "Come read this!" she looks over at Lola who's standing over Paris Hitlon with a leg on her chair.

"What is it, Kimmy?" Lola walks over to Kimmy and grabs the letter from her. Both the girls stand beside Lola and read over her shoulders as she reads out loud.

"MY DARLING LOLA!

I hope you don't get mad at me but.. I'm sorry about your title loss. I mean.. you so had Charisma Johnson in your palm that night.. all you had to do was squash the bitch.. but you failed to do so.. hence you paid a miserable price by losing that belt of yours. You know.. the one that made you so fucking famous around here. LOLA STAR.. you're a fucking star bitch. A prima donna.. and you gave it all away to some carbon copy of Georgia James. I'd bet you anything Miss Southern Girl is laughing her ass off at you now because she got you back! She got her little 'mini me' to take that title away from you. What do you have now, Lola? Babydoll.. you got nothing!

I hope you rot in hell for giving her the opportunity to take that title away from you. I know you could have done better to prevent that from happening... but sadly enough.. you didn't.. your bad luck.. now you pay the price.

Oh and by the way.. Happy Valentine's day my love! Hope you get laid tonight. <3<3

HUGS AND KISSES TO GO AROUND.

Your wonderful stalker.

P.S: I enjoyed seeing you naked in that amusement park.. my eyes were unable to focus on anything else but your tits."

Lola looks over at Kimmy who's now eating the heart shaped candies. Kimmy stops and looks at the both of them as if they were going to pounce on her. Lola grabs one of the candies from her hand. She sees the words 'tits' on them and begins to laugh a little but Paris screams.

"Don't eat those Kimmy! They might be P-oi-son-ous." she looks over at Lola who has already tossed one of those in her mouth. "How do you spell that word again?"

"They're not poison." she holds one up to Paris. "Try it.."

Paris looks down at the word 'Lola' written on a pink heart. She shrugs and puts it in her mouth. "Umm.. they taste good."

"Hey Lola look.. he sent you a picture of himself!" Kimmy holds up a small photograph and Lola snatches it from her. She rolls her eyes and smacks Kimmy in the head.

"This is me you idiot!"

"Ohh." Kimmy blinks twice. "Really? Let me see it again."

Lola hands Kimmy the picture. "I think he's mad at me.." she says looking over at Paris.

"Yeah.. I have a feeling.. we're getting another letter today."

"How so? Are you Psychic? You know.. because that's my thing." Lola arches an eyebrow.

"No.." Paris points at the camera behind Lola. "He's watching us." Lola jumps into Paris's arms and screams loudly making Kimberly scream as well. "Lets go.."

Paris carries Lola into the living room and Kimmy follows her. She throws Lola onto the ground and picks up another envelope on the floor with the same word on it. 'whore'. She rips it open and pulls out the letter.

"Dear Lola.. i've had just about enough of these mind games. I know I planned to reveal myself to you a while ago.. but then you would take me for granted and lose your matches because you'd think I have the power to make you win either way. But now since you're not the champion anymore.. I plan on revealing myself to you.. on immortal glory.. I shall show you who I am and make a special announcement. See you there Lola. Meet me here." Paris flips the page but finds nothing on the other side. "Meet him where? WHERE?!"

Lola finds a small note that Paris must have dropped while opening the letter. "Here." she hands it to Paris. "That's where we have to be."

Paris looks over at Kimmy who just now managed to pull herself together and then back at Lola.

"I think he's really going to reveal himself this time." she says softly while Lola just stares at the floor taking deep breaths.

D i s c l a i m e r - The Character Lola Star and the piece of art written above was from the beautiful mind of Melody and is all just fictional.. if these incidents were to happen in real life it's only a complete co-incidence. The layout was made by Original Doll FX(me) only for the use of myself and no one else. The only reason you would steal this layout is if you had a death wish and I bet you don't want to die at such a young age do you? So don't touch it. Also you can't request one like this from someone else because I will come there not only get your ass into deeeeep shit but the sick fuck who made it for you will rot in peices. Don't ask me to make you one because I don't make layouts for anyone but my closest freinds. Bottom line GO FUCK YOURSELF!

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Sent: 2/22/2006 8:38 PM

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-Lola Star-

The scene opens up in a room with a hospital bed and on that bed is our former fatal femme champion.. Lola Star. Besides Lola is another chair which Kimbery Stewart stays still. Her head lying on Lola's hand as she snores loudly assuring that she's asleep. Suddenly Kimmy wakes up. The sudden effect shows that she's been having a nightmare. A nightmare that a stalker came and took one of her best friends; Paris Hitlon away while leaving the other friend; Lola Star out cold. And that my friends is a nightmare come true. She watches Lola Star in the hospital bed crying hysterically and then starts to scream. A couple of doctors and nurses rush into the room and try to shut her up. But she keeps screaming. They try and remove her from the room but she refuses to let Lola out of sight. She's afraid maybe she herself might be taken away and put in 'the box'.

"LOLA!!" she screams struggling out of the nurses hands. "Lola, they're trying to get me! Don't let them!" she yells and yells some more but Lola's unconcious of what's happening. "LOLA!!!" she screams even louder this time running out of the nurses grasp and coming towards Lola's aid. She sits besides the hospital bed quiet as a mouse this time.

The nurses and doctors just stare at each other wondering what's going on while Kimmy just stares at Lola's face which leans to her left side.

"I think she's doing okay." one of the doctors whispers to the nurse. "Let's leave." The doctors/nurses exit while Kimmy begins to speak.

"Lola.. wake up." she says softly and begins shaking the blonde superstar. "C'mon Lola.. you have to wake up.. we need you.. wake up.. WAKE UP.. WAKE UP!! WAKE UP!!! WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!!!" she begins shouting again like she was a mad woman.

But this time Lola slowly opens her eyes. She grabs hold of Kimmy's jacket and tugs on it. Kimmy stops screaming and lets out a gasp.

"Kim.." she says so softly.

"Lola! You're up!" she says excitedly. "I've missed you."

"Where's Paris?" she asks immediately as it's her subconcious to always see them together.

"She's.. she's been captured.." Kimmy says sadly.

"What?!" Lola tries to sit up but feels this sort of piercing pain in her head and shreiks.

"You were knocked out.. she hit you.."

"Who hit me?"

"I don't know.. and the stalker.. the stalker he took Paris and threw her into the van and he.. he he drove off.. and she's gone.. she's gone.. they took her away!.. and they.. they put her in a box." Kimmy shapes her both her fingers and hands into a square as if to demonstrate what they supposidly put Paris in.

Lola just squints her eyes trying to remember what the hell happened that night while Kimmy just talks on and on.

"This.. this box! Vince Mcmahon put her in this box!"

"What the fuck.. Vince Mcmahon."

"Vince Mcmahon is your stalker!!" Kimmy adds as if she just figured that out. "He stalked you!"

"What?" Lola looks purplexed. "Why the fuck would Vince Mcmahon stalk me? What did he do, Kimmy?"

"Umm.." Kimmy trys to think hard. "He umm.. he wore a mask! He looks like Vince Mcmahon."

Lola just rolls her eyes. "It wasn't him!"

"It wasn't?" Kimmy asks innocently.

"Yeah.. it was someone else who wore a..."

Lola is interruped by a nurse who steps in their room for five seconds. "Lola.. someone's here to see you.."

.The cause of FEAR

-Rebecca Rancid-

The nurse bumps into another woman as she exits the room and instantly her eyes meet with the blue ones of Rebecca Rancid.. Dun dun dun.. Rebecca just narrows her eyes at the woman as if to say 'watch where you're going'. Shortly after another second flies by, Rebecca walks towards the hosiptal room. First Charlie enters the room.

"Hello Lola.." he says in the same voice the stalker had when he called her. "How are you doing?" he asks and a smile brightens up his face. He looks over at her dress that has been pushed against her stomach and reveals her legs. She immediately pulls her dress down and sneers at Charlie.

"Who the fuck are you?" she asks all defensive as Kimmy hides behind her.

Charlie just rolls his eyes and looks over at Rebecca who has suddenly entered the room.

"Becky!" Lola wants to scream out loud but her voice only comes out as a soft scream. "Becky.. I haven't talked to you in such a long time. I've missed you, girl. I heard about your.." she suddenly stops in her tracks and squints her eyes at Rebecca. She looks at Charlie and then back at Rebecca and then again from Rebecca to Charlie. "You!" she says softly and then glares at Rebecca. "What's going on here?"

Charlie is about to say something but Rebecca clears her throat. It looks like she wants to do all the talking now.

"Lolita.. darling.. I'm here to tell you something. Your stalker.. was Charlie.."

"WHAT!?" Lola and Kimmy ask at the same time.

"Yes.. Charlie did it.. but it was MY idea." she clears up.

"Your idea?" Lola pouts. "But.. but I thought we were friends.. why did you do this to me, becky?" she frowns and the audience goes 'awww'.

Rebecca takes a deep breath and begins to explain. "First of all.. you were hitting on MY Seifer.. when you knew he was with me.. and I don't take to kindly to other woman trying to flirt with him. Secondly.. I was doing it for your own good. How do you think you won that fatal femme title? Because ever since you walked into PWT.. all eyes were on you. And no.. it wasn't because you're super hot and beautiful.. it was because you were on every magazine and newspaper cover in North America. People were so interested in what was going on in the life of Miss Lola Star.. and that's what gave you power. It drove you to no end to go out and beat an eight month reigning Goddess.. Georgia James. Possibly one of the best women in wrestling.. beaten by YOU. You managed to show me what you were capable of.. and I was so proud of you that I actually wanted to come out and congradulate you on your shocking victory. I was sitting back there with Charlie.. plotting your next move and subconciously you'd do what we expect you to. But the day you lost that championship belt to a 'lower class' woman whom you supposidely beat in another federation.. you dissappointed me. It only showed me that you lacked interest.. you didn't give a fuck anymore.. and that made you a champion who didn't deserve what she had. It was the biggest set back, Lola." she nods. "You were this close.. THIS close to making it into super stardom.. but you threw the opportunity I handed to you on a silver platter away.. and i'm not too happy about that."

"But I.." she lowers her head in shame. "You guys were so mean!"

"I'm sorry about that. The mean parts were done by Charlie.. and they were only meant for good things to come of it. He never meant to hurt you.. he was just trying to put a scare into you. I'm sorry if it hurt on your side."

"Okay.. so you were the one who knocked me out cold?" she arches an eyebrow at Rebecca almost looking like she's about to burst into tears.

"Sadly.. yes. I did knock you out and only because I had to. I felt that you weren't capable of winning the fatal femme title back from whoever the current holder is.. So I attacked you and put you here. I'm giving you a long break, Lola. And I suggest you get all the rest you can. Sleep while you can." she sits besides Lola's bed on the chair while Kimmy just jumps out of her way.

"So now i'm not able to compete for the title anymore? My rematch won't be taking place? How is this fair?"

"Nothing in life is fair, Lola. And I seriously doubt you'd be able to win back the gold.. so I brought in someone more worthy of competing for this title. Someone who'd actually be able to carry on from Georgia's reign.. someone who won't just drop the title as if it were theirs to just disown."

"And who is this so called 'worthy replacement' for me?"

Rebecca smiles and looks towards the door. She then looks back at Lola with a smirk on her face.

"Me."

D i s c l a i m e r - The Character Rebecca Rancid and the piece of art written above was from the beautiful mind of Melody and is all just fictional.. if these incidents were to happen in real life it's only a complete co-incidence. The layout was made by Original Doll FX(me) only for the use of myself and no one else. The only reason you would steal this layout is if you had a death wish and I bet you don't want to die at such a young age do you? So don't touch it. Also you can't request one like this from someone else because I will come there not only get your ass into deeeeep shit but the sick fuck who made it for you will rot in peices. Don't ask me to make you one because I don't make layouts for anyone but my closest freinds. Bottom line GO FUCK YOURSELF!

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