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From: MSN Nickname×мiss●diøя  (Original Message)Sent: 7/3/2006 11:29 PM
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εïз . Miss don't give a fuck.                                                         . rest in purgatory .

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. The details of your incompetence don't intrest me .

When challenging an opponent, one should bother to do some kind of background research in wrestling on them but we're dealing with former members of Dunces 'R' us, meaning when they come at you, you're going to have to expect less than what you usually would. Let's take all the pathetic little insults that these two 'creatures' who degrade the human race threw at Rebecca the week prior to this one. It seems as though through the anger and frustration and mind you, jealousy, the posers could come up with such weak disses. What the fuck is a 'cute identity'? Is that something Talia used in past feds as access to go down on the owners? Oh wait, I forgot. Talia was this innocent little virgin girl who supposedly poses naked for playboy when it suits her but DOESN'T suck Hugh Hefner's cock. I'll believe that with everything in me. She didn't come down to the ring like Faith did in her WWE inspired debut to talk trash about Rebecca, yet she spent thirty minutes telling the bored fans how much she hated Rebecca and how she thought Faith was going to 'kick her ass'. Hypocrite anyone? But we'll forgive you this time, Talia. It's so hard to come out to the ring and NOT talk about Rebecca Rancid. Well, it's not that hard really but when you're being finger fucked by Faith Hunter, it's an urge you can't control.

 Both Faith and Talia, ever since they stepped into the doors of PWT kept obsessing over Rebecca Rancid like they wanted to bone her. Every promo they cut, their cocksmoker of a narrator who couldn't get her facts straight mentioned Rebecca time and again even though she had nothing to do with the situation. Hell, you asked them simple questions and they'd answer throwing Rebecca Rancid's name in there just so their shitty two bit promo's that no one would bother to even look at gets thrown on air and Rebecca is forced to watch it because once again, they're obsessing about her. But why all the obsession? Why lie repeatedly about something that doesn't even concern them. Because without Rebecca Rancid's name being mentioned more than threehundred and a million times, these whore's would be the Blaze Inferno's and Snake eyes of PWT. Two women with gaping vagina's who job to the women's roster on a regular basis. Clearly nobody gave a fuck about them until they mentioned coming after the former femme fatal championess. Living off someone else's career, anyone?

But that's what Faith is fit for. Who the fuck is Faith? The only Faith I've ever heard of is from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Other than that, their mother must have been a crack whore to name their daughter 'Faith'. Now watch that cuntard come at Rebecca saying her mother must have been on crack to name her 'Rebecca Rancid', sadly that's not her real name but nice try though. As for Talia Rios, Rebecca couldn't fathom such a horrid woman. Note to Talia: Make sure you talk from your mouth and not your beehive of a cunt. Why the reference to the beehive? Because her cunt was always 'busy', now that she was trying to lure Thunder into her bear trap. Both Faith and Talia begged for nothing but attention because they were so delusional and couldn't stand the fact that they were carbon copies of Snake eyes in PWT. Even MJ Storm couldn't give a fuck about these two gaping cunts because he didn't take notice to any of their WWE inspired promos. So whilst these two prostitute wannabe's spend their time getting their nails done and jaw jacking about Rebecca Rancid because she's the centre of their attention, she's going to make sure these sluts exit the door of PWT's with her footprints literally tattooed on their asses. What more could these former Failure's midnight massacare 'superstar's' do? They meant nothing to PWT since their promos were obsolete and only gave out one moral of the story 'I'm jealous of Rebecca Rancid.' They tried their best to double team on Rebecca, both Faith and her biggest fan but things got really ugly when Keisha Williams came into the picture. From what was known, Faith was already backing down and begging to be in the mix with Keisha Williams from past experiences. Poor old Faith Hunter. She must have just realized that she dug herself a deeper hole. But hey, it was going to hit her one fine day at least.

Faith wanted nothing more than to be like Keisha Williams and Rebecca Rancid because if it's one thing she lacked more than brains, it would be originality. Once again she copies Rebecca Rancid and calls her unoriginal. When it's her who's doing the exact same shit in her pointless promotionals. Taking names, making assumptions and wetting herself in the process. Just taking Rebecca's name made her clit so hard, she was physically exhausted. And through all that exhaustion, Faith proceeded to open her cum filled mouth and cut promo's after promo's to make herself look PWT worthy. She did have the experience after all, doesn't she? Her cunt was stretch open so fucking far apart, it was like she just had a baby. Maybe, just maybe, she should have tried speaking through her mouth instead of her cunt.

These two hookers knew they were going to get stomped all over come this week and that's why the best thing for them to do was to cover their balls and grin until the torture they received made them worthy of being in the bottom ranks of PWT, right where they fucking belonged.

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It was a bright, sunny day in Grand Rapids, Michigan but too bad Rebecca Rancid had a life than to sit around Grand Rapids all week long like the two lesbians [Talia Gheyos and Faith Cunter] so she was elsewhere taking care of other business. Her location was unknown because once given out, there's no telling that Talia and Faith won't stalk her like two little nosey bitches who had nothing to do but sit around all day all twiddle their thumbs and cut WWE inspired promos to talk trash about their opponents. Because that's all they could do, talk and nothing more. The two bitches couldn't comprehend shit that was beyond a WWE promo, so watch as they scratch their lice filled heads as they watch in awe and see Rebecca Rancid introduce them to the brutal side of wrestling and boy was it not going to be pretty.

Rain drops fell from the sky onto what was once dry grounds as a man walked along the side with an umbrella to prevent water from touching him. He dissappeared into a dark alley as a few other people walked across it. There weren't many people outside with the change of the weather and since it was mildly cold as well. Rebecca sat inside her limo with tinted windows as she watched droplets of rain pour down the glass. She wore sunglasses, chanel more precisely with peach transparent frames around them and carried a black bag. Something seemed to be moving inside that bag but made no such sound at all. Rebecca was alone with the driver heading to god knows where. The limo came to halt at once in the middle of no where, it was obviously for a smoke break.

εïз·Rebecca | How far away are we?

She asks immediately, tilting her head towards the side and waiting for some kind of response from the driver. You can hear the sound of the window by the her seat rolling down and then back up again after a hint of sunlight entered the limo, showing the shadow of her figure as she blew smoke and brought her hand with a cigarette back inside.

εïз·Driver | Not too far, Ma'am. But not to close either.

Her expressionless face was immediately replaced with a smirk as she laid her head back and closed her eyes.

εïз·Rebecca | Proceed.

She says and the limo takes off once again immediately. She figured she'd smoke when they got there and it was too cold to keep the windows open. Besides, she didn't need to be rained on just to light a cigarette. Since it was going to be a while before she reached her chosen destination, she decided to cut a little promo for her up and coming match. Removing her dark chanel sunglasses and placing them on the empty seat next to her, she begins to enlighten Faith Hunter a little more than the highschool level Faith was at and the way she was going, you could tell she needed some serious enlightenment.

εïз·Rebecca | Faith, Faith, Faith. You're wasting your precious time trying to dethrone me. Why? I'm on no such throne. Unlike you, I haven't placed myself on a pedastel to be fucked with constantly, but yet you've chosen to invest all your time in me because I'm just so darn pretty and you're secretly jealous of me. Oh wait, it's not a secret anymore. So while you're clenching your fist and gritting your teeth because you so badly want to get your hands on me, I'm going to sit back here and laugh at the shit you try and throw out to belittle me. Faith Cunter, can I call you Faith Cunter? You jacked Sean Hunter's last name so you might as well take the insults with that name too. From now on, i'm going to call you Faith Cunter or Faith Cunt[munch]er. But that's the only thing you know how to do well, rip other people off. Faith.. Faith, the name you stole from the show Bufy the Vampire Slayer. Hunter, robbed from Sean and Cal's family. Your last promo against Isabell Winters was nothing but a rip off of what Keisha Williams did in one of her old promos. You're caught red handed, bitch, admit it. You're nothing but a fucking copy cat who can't get her own shit. All the insults I throw at you, that are all true are just turned back and pointed at me because you can't get your own insults. You and Talia Gheyos are nothing but carbon copies of Taylor Lynn. Yeah, I said it and I bet you're going to try and turn it around and say the same thing to me because you're nothing but unoriginal.

She smirks, placing both her hands on her lap and tilting her head a bit.

εïз·Rebecca | Oh and wait a minute, behold the virgin mary herself! Talia Rios! I almost forgot, sorry Talia. I was bit too busy to cut a promo on behalf of your debut because I just couldn't be bothered to. You never intended on going at me but yet somehow you did and I've got to say, I was a little breath taken from watching your promo. Classy, yet unoriginal. Sounded just like another Faith promo and that's why I lost interest and turned it off half way. You're worst than unoriginal since you're promo was basically a rip off of what Faith did when she first arrived in PWT. *yawn*. Not to mention the fact that you got OWNED by Keisha Williams the same night while you were trying to seduce Thunder. Sadly, 'Talia Rios', you're career in PWT is bound to be cut right from the begining. I see you got attacked by Brian Juneau on your debut at shockwave, nice job girl. You've already become a victim on your first night here, congradulations, I see you beating Akmed and then dying of AIDs just for showing your face in public. Good luck against Brian Juneau this week, i'm sure the two of you can mingle and mix together since you have so much in common already. Sticking your fucking nose where it doesn't belong. It looks like you're already in hot water, enjoy your short lived stay at PWT. *wink wink*

Rebecca chuckles, placing her right leg on top of the other and then resting her elbow over it.

εïз·Rebecca | Before I forget, congradulations, Faith. You managed to do the inevitable and beat Isabell Winters.

She takes this moment to roll her eyes stressing that the camera captures every miniscular second of that.

εïз·Rebecca I'm sure you're celebrating back there in the backstage lockers of the Angel arena because that's where you basically LIVE. I know you're poor and everything and the bank took all your money away after you snorted coke and copied Kate Moss because once again, you suck on your own so I'll go easy on you with living on PWT property. But anyways, while you're parading around like a superhero all glad and excited that you won your first match in PWT, don't. Just stop it because it's nothing great and won't do you any good. You beat Isabell Winters.. so? Someone get me a fucking tissue to cry you a river of joy. But let me assure you, Faith Cunt, Isabell Winters has been beaten by many including me so I wouldn't be singing the highest note in the shower either. I won the femme fatal championship on my first match in PWT, for christs sake. Can you ever live up to that? Didn't think so. See while you and your buddy are bragging about your 'womens's titles, I just laugh at you. I'm sure either of you haven't even won other titles let alone given thought to winning. And in a shitty fed too. What's WWEA? Yeah, I made an appearence there to run a lesbian out of the fed but did I sign with that waste of time? Never will. But those feds are below beyond. They're not worth giving a shit about, therefore your accomplishments in that ass joint don't mean scum to me. They're obsolete and bragging about them to me is going to get you no where. I'm sure in that sick and twisted mind of yours you've made women scream all over the place whilst they throw their lesbian like bodies at you. That too I don't want to hear or even think about. FUCK what you know and learned in the ring from past experiences because this is definitely doing to be something different. Unlike you're past opponents, I'm not going to sit here and lecture you on and on about why I deserve to be the best but actually work my way into getting there. You have absolutely no idea what's going to happen in these next few days and whether it makes or breaks your career, it's going to open your fucking eyes to the real world you delusional bitches chose to ignore. If i even begun to make mention of my many accomplishments it would leave your jaws dropped to the floor but sadly, I don't believe that my past accomplishments have anything to do with you so unlike you I won't mention them over and over again to sell myself. You're basically giving yourself a pat on the back for shitty reasons and that's just pathetic.

Rebecca nods in disgust whilst laughing at Faith Cunter and Talia Rios. She sighs and continues to speak in the same tone knowing that Faith is probably jacking off somewhere just listening to her promo.

εïз·Rebecca | And now I'm a whore, Talia? Sorry but unless you bring me proof of that, I'm just going to ignore it. It's pretty stupid when you say something and have absolutely nothing to back your shit up. I'm sure when you let 'Chris Orton' pop your cherry, you were hoping that he was for keeps but sadly your relationship ended because some girl with better looks then you obviously stole him away. Too bad, so sad. I'm sure you're the virginal/butch girl and everything but that doesn't make the rest of us whores. What am I saying? You're so jealous of me, you'd wish I was a whore. If I don't 'show much competition' why is your dear sister even coming after me? She herself said that I was the true 'diamond in the rough' in PWT regardless of my current status. So unless you'd like to contradict everything your best friend says, then be my guest.

She reaches out and gets a bottle of Stella Artois that was once sitting on the front seat that they had stopped and bought just a couple of minutes ago and pours herself some. Taking a sip of the fine product she sighs.

εïз·Rebecca | Let me make a few predictions, Faithykins. I'd bet you're going to be doing your nails today and cutting a promo while talking with 'kanoomaboo' because you're so fucking predictable. I know you have every intention of taking me down in this match but I'm sorry, Faith. Your chances of survival in PWT, let alone this match are slim to none. Surely, you've gotten my attention when you debuted and actually won a match here but what good will you be when I've proven every word you said to be wrong? No one would want to face you because you wouldn't be taken seriously anymore. A big fucking joke is all you'll ever be Faith Cunt [munch] er. And as for your sidekick Talia Rios, tsk tsk tsk. She might as well take up a job as a janitor here. I'm sure you're already having an anxiety attack as we speak..

With the feeling that something is stuck in her throat, she swallows and continues with her sentence. The only thing moving in the background seems to be her black bag slowly carrying itself across the seat but she grabs hold of it and pulls it closer to her hoping nobody would take notice.

εïз·Rebecca | But no worries, 'Faithy', come the day of this match, your cunt will be spread out so far apart from each other, you could call Syck up and be beartrap buddies with him. Speaking of the grinning gorilla, I heard he's returning to *that fed* very soon. So much for retirement, eh Syck? I'm not psychic but I sure predicted that it wouldn't be long before the King Anal got off his rocker, ready to take another swing at wrestling. Speaking of Syck and his pussie posse, it looks like they have their very own heavyweight championship. Wow, Roxy must really be whipped. I heard that he's still rambling on about my reign behind closed doors, of course. But don't worry, pal. I don't think you're hiding in your comfort zone like the rest of them do. And I could give a fuck less about facing you but I just wanted to say that I appreciate you reminding everyone else there that i'm so special to them and they shall cherish me for the rest of their lives even though I was gone six months ago. If it's so very important for you and that boyfriend of yours to try and get my attention every month, then let me shed a single tear filled with sympathy for the two of you.

Rebecca takes a moment to try and bring herself to feel sorry for the two chumps. She sighs as the moment passes by drawing absolutely nothing from her.

εïз·Rebecca | Sorry, maybe it's just that I couldn't be arsed about the two of you dwellers on the past anymore.

Placing her glass on some kind of table, she sighs once again and rolls her eyes.

εïз·Rebecca | Who gives a fuck about those cock riders anyways? It's all about who's riding who these days. Which brings me to our current whore bag, Faith. See, Talia might have only bagged one man to do the job for her and now she's making her way onto Thunder like the hypocrite she is but Faith Hunter is publicly cheating on her husband.. or should I say ex-husband? But you don't want to have your dirty laundry aired on live T.V, do you Faith? But I did. I wanted you to look like the idiot you were and I pushed one little button that got you talking on live T.V about your husbands draw backs and how you were cheating on him and in the end, you were the one who got owned. No matter how much you try and push that away, you've dug yourself a big hole in the ground for it to be covered up so immediately. So thanks for that, Faith. It was very nice of you to air your dirty laundry for me and throw yourself out there as a victim. But I'm sure you've heard of Keisha the great since you so blatantly rip her promos apart and her wrestling style to suit yourself. And unlike your friend and her silly boyfriend, you brought it upon yourself to have Keisha come down to PWT and deliver a personal message to the two of you sluts. It's like DX and the five cheerleaders. Except in this case, it's just the two of you crack whores and your boyfriend. Three cheerleaders? What the fuck does Talia Rios and Faith Cunter have to prove to the world? Nothing but their fucking meat grinders for vaginas. While on the other hand, Keisha Williams and Rebecca Rancid are so well accomplished and well known, both as a team and on their own. You've just walked into hell, Faith. Nobody asked for this but YOU and your little follower there. I'm sure she must be your biggest mark and everything, going around the msn circuit bragging about how you and Jade are the best people to ever exist. She's a little trooper isn't she? Sad, aren't you all? I'm sure you'll be adding more people to your midget cheerleading team but that's not going to help you either, Faith. You're not backing down from a challenge because it wasn't you who accept the challenge. You're the one who put it out there for me to accept and here I am, ready to give you the worst taste of vomit in your mouth and make you regret you ever showed your face in PWT, let alone made your presence known. I'll make you eat every last word you said and don't worry, Faith, it'll only do you good because all you said was lies and your theories were nothing but fallacies.

   

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From: MSN Nickname×мiss●diøяSent: 7/3/2006 11:29 PM
From: <NOBR>MSN Nicknamechérie�?/FONT></NOBR> Sent: 6/26/2006 9:16 PM

εïз . Miss don't give a fuck.                                                         . rest in purgatory .

εïз . o o c : My banner r0x0rz your s0x0rz

   

She smirks whilst resting her back on the seat and her hands at her sides.

εïз·Rebecca | But at some fucking point in your life, you'll come to the realization that this here was the biggest mistake you ever made. You stuck your cock in a beehive and from now on, life is going to be nothing like you expected it to be. It's too late to do anything about that, Faith. This week you're only setting yourself up for failure and no one going to stop that from happening. You've made it your personal destiny to bring yourself to PWT and throw your filth absorbing body into the hands of mine only for me to destroy you completely. And trust me on this one, Faith. No matter how much bullshit you've managed to fill inside of your head that makes you think i'm an easy 'win', you're only kidding yourself and it will change NOTHING. You can be ignorant, selectively hear the words that are coming out of my mouth and toss the ones that are not according to your liking but ignorance does nothing for you and you can ask your little friend Talia too. She thinks she's all virginal and pure coming into PWT and bragging about her only relationship with Chris Orton, yet she's been in playboy which according to Lola, you can't get in unless you've favored Hugh Hefner in some way or unless you're very well known and I certainly haven't heard of that queefing slut so it was obviously true what she did. And the first thing she attempts to do coming into PWT is to jump on Thunder's cock with her gaping vagina, how very relevant. It only goes to show that the two of you are close minded hypocrites who don't mind setting yourself on fire every once in a while to see what it feels like to burn. And it's not intentional because the two of you are so extremely dumb to know what you're getting yourselves into.

Pausing for a moment, she wipes that smirk off her face and replaces it with a clean cut smile.

εïз·Rebecca | Oh dear Faith, you were expecting me to come out last week and take you out whilst you were in the ring fighting Isabell Winters. But unlike you who likes to jump someone from the back and cost them the win, I don't. I knew it was going to be a toss up in the ring, although in the end someone was going to walk out the winner and I knew it was going to be you. Do you honestly think I'm that rude? That *I* would want to take that shining moment of a victory away from you? Hell no! I could care less whether you beat Isabell Winters or not. She talks me up because unlike what she has for you, she respects me. Most people respect the hell out of me but then again, there's always going to be people like you. Hater who talk down to me just because they're jealous of me. Jealous that they could never do as much as I did or be as well known as me and Keisha Williams are. You'll never even be able to do half the stuff we do and that's why every waking moment of your life is filled with pain and hatred. You're irritated because we're so much better than you and we could rip you a new asshole whenever we pleased. Back down, Faith. Run before it's too late to run. You could always take the easy route and go MIA during this match. Don't worry, Faith. It won't make you out to be the big pussy that you are.. or would it? Dun dun dun.

Rebecca winks and points her index finger at the camera.

εïз·Rebecca | I'd bet for a moment there you were actually planning on running away but too bad. Our match has already begun and there's no room for chickens. So whether or not you choose to run, I'm going to find you and make sure I hurt something inside of you so bad that will make you regret getting my attention. Like I said, Faith. The ball is in my court now, therefore it is only *I* who can move it whenever I please and since you decided to drop it there, I have no intentions on giving it back until I get what I want. And you damn well know what that is Faith. I want your ass on a silver platter and I will stop at nothing to accomplish that. Maybe then, when I feel sorry for your ass, I'll hand it back to you on your face but until then, are you game enough to hang on my court?

Arching an eyebrow, she pauses once more.

εïз·Rebecca | I wouldn't have asked you to answer that anyways. Since your ego is quite big, I believe you'd say yes but according to my calculations, Georgia James would do a much better job than you would. So no, Faith. I know you're going to think twice before entering that ring with me because whether or not i'm still on my game, you're going to feel the cold chills in your spine while I knock you unconscious.

She sees the black bag moving and slams her hand over it immediately. A slight whimper comes out of nowhere but we assume it must be something out there, either that or just sudden random noises that play in our head. Rebecca grins and removes her hand from over the bag.

εïз·Rebecca | I hope you're not planning on having your little slut faced friend Talia come out to the ring to protect you from me because that would really make you look lower than low. Besides, she's got a match of her own to focus on so I doubt she'll have the engery to come down to the ring later than night and help you. I'm sure she'll be turning Brian Juneau straight after going down on him repeatedly. Don't you worry, Keisha is not going to come down to that ring either since she has much better things to do and she knows I can handle a Snake Eyes wannabe like yourself so easily. No luck to you, Faith because even luck is not going to help you win this match. I assure you that luck will play no such role in this match. People like you don't deserve luck on your side. Besides, it's not like you were just thrown into a match with me, you asked for this match and therefore, you're going to get squashed like a fucking bug. I, nor anybody else shall show you any mercy in this match. Go look outside of your little locker room door, Faithykins and you'll see people giving you the cut eye because they know you're next. You're the next woman on my list to get thrown right back on her knees where she belongs. Of course, since you can only face woman and hold women titles because the other ones are more than unattainable for you.

She rolls her eyes already getting annoyed and bites her lip in the process.

εïз·Rebecca | Now be the good little woman you are and cut a ncie boring promo for me to skim through only so I could further call you on your shit. Break a leg, Faith because I'll break both of yours in that ring on the king of PWT ppv.

Rebecca blows a kiss and puts on her sunglasses as the limo comes to a halt. The window rolls down again and her limo driver announces that they're arrived at their destination.

εïз·Driver | We're here, Miss Rebecca.

He says and then rolls his window up again. Rebecca grabs hold of her black bag and tosses it around her shoulder. She grips onto it tightly as a low squealing can be heard coming from inside the bag but of course, it's ignored. It has finally stopped raining although the ground is still moist from the rain as well as the thick air. Pushing open the door of her limo she steps outside and the scene goes black while loud, blaring music is heard in the background blasting from what we imagine would be big speakers.

   

Cherie [c] 2006: by stealing this layout, you're only further proving my point that you want to be ME.


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From: MSN Nickname×мiss●diøяSent: 7/3/2006 11:30 PM

εïз . Miss don't give a fuck.                                                         . rest in purgatory .

εïз . o o c : My banner r0x0rz your s0x0rz

   

Sly through her teeth, isn't she? It was just a matter of time before the downfall of Faith came to it's end. All this time she was rolling downhill, jumping from company to company to try and bring notice to her claim for fame but sadly, her instinct got in the way and she failed miserably leaving every door that opened for her, slammed right back in her face. And just when she reached the pinnaccle of her career, it was about to be shattered down to nothing in front of her bright blue eyes and all she could do is watch it fall.

Poor Faith, did she deserve this? Absolutely. Faith Hunter did nothing but bring misery into her life by getting involved with Rebecca Rancid. Those are the kind of people who welcome drama into their with open arms and one should feel no such compassion for these fools. God gave us all brains but some of us like Faith tend not to use them and thus we fall to our knees faster than others. Whoever said it was all about facing your fears must have wanted to see Faith fail so badly. It's about thinking critically before you open your mouth to talk, think before you talk but sadly that piece of advice was null and void to Faith because she never gave anything thought before she opened her jaws and started flapping her gums, so much so she managed to capture the attention of Rebecca Rancid and that to many was not a wise idea. Everybody knew what Faith was getting herself into wasn't going to amount to anything good, especially for her and not only was not able to benefit from this but she would also loose a great deal.

Faith could cut hours worth of promos trying to fool the world that she's better than Rebecca Rancid but every fucking hallway you turn, people are talking about how Faith has made the biggest mistake of her life by setting foot in PWT and actually showing her face on camera. What every woman like her was supposed to do was HIDE. Hide because once Rebecca takes even a glance at you and doesn't like you for whatever reason she pleases, you're done for. No, it's not because Rebecca prances around telling the world to fear her, it's what they've experienced and what a human being with common sense would be able to comprehend. But that's exactly what Faith lacked, common sense. It seems as though she just escaped from a mental institute which she was thrown into for wanting to kill herself and now she's finally got that wish.

The exaggerating hypocrite has been placed in a match with Rebecca Rancid this PPV, wishing to break her clean record in PWT right after her first match against Isabell Winters. So she won that match? Who cares? It's not the end of the world for Rebecca because it doesn't prove shit. Beating Isabell Winters doesn't automatically give her a free pass to beating Rebecca, hell no. But Faith seems to think that.

Underestimation. It has killed many and broken a few but surely has done nothing for them. Nothing but made them look like complete idiots. On some level Faith chooses to say that Rebecca is the best woman in PWT, most active. Really? Even more active than Georgia James? Not according to most of PWT. Rebecca was only in the tourney since she returned a month ago while Georgia was working in and out of the tourney. So that automatically makes Faith's bullshit claims null and void and only goes to show that she challenged Rebecca Rancid so that she could make a name for herself in PWT. She thought that by beating Rebecca Rancid, she'd be able to strike fear into the hearts of the rest of the females in PWT. Sadly that was not going to happen.

Firstly, because Rebecca Rancid would rather die of AIDs than be beaten by Faith, she was going to do everything in her power to destroy Faith in this match and push her little ego back to where it belongs, definitely not in the sky. Secondly, there were other females in PWT that held about the same credibility as Rebecca Rancid that Faith chose to look beyond because she's so damn ignorant. If Faith even dreamed about touching one hair on the head of Angelique, she'd of been dead by now. So what does that leave you with?

The only reason Faith challenged Rebecca was because she was jealous of her. She watched her every move, apparently and all it did was get under her skin because not a single soul had ever laid eyes on Faith with any respect. Faith was just another blonde diva who wrestled, possibly a low carder in PWT. The only reason she got to mid was because Rebecca Rancid was in the match and Rebecca is usually a bigger name. Would have been right before the main event but there was no titles involved and besides, Faith blew chunks.

But why don't we stop and see what Rebecca's up to?

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The last she was seen was exiting her limo and about to enter some sort of a warehouse. There was music blasting from speakers, apparently from the store opposite from the street. Rebecca casually walks into what seems to be a pet shop and lets the door close behind her by itself. The music is automatically cut off right then as she is greeted by a few people passing her by. A few of them who don't realize who she is because of the glasses and a few that beg for her autograph but instead of acting civil, she just walks past them as if she were in a hurry and slams her fist lightly onto the counter to get the store owners attention.

εïз·Store Owner | May I help you, Miss?

She asks immediately coming to Rebecca's aid. But she stops just after coming to the realization that Rebecca Rancid is standing right in front of her.

εïз·Store Owner | Oh my god! It's Rebecca Rancid.

The woman says in a very low tone, although we can see she is trying to speak out loud to try and get everyone's attention. But Rebecca reaches over without hesitation and places her free hand in front of the womans face motioning for her to stop. She then brings the free hand towards herself and lowers her glasses so that the woman is able to see her green eyes as she speaks.

εïз·Rebecca | Hi there.. Jolene.

She leans in forward to read the name tag and then gives out one of those sick smirks.

 εïз·Rebecca | Yes, it is I, Rebecca Rancid and you, my friend are going to do me a huge favor.

The woman smiles slighty not knowing what to think, yet glad that she out of everyone else is eligible to do this huge favor for Rebecca Rancid herself. Rebecca winks and cracks a smile trying to make the woman feel more secure.

εïз·Store Owner | Surely, anything for you.

Letting a soft chuckle escape from between her lips, Rebecca reaches into another bag of hers and pulls out an unbelievably large ward of cash neatly stacked over each other with a piece of paper keeping them at their place. Yes, they are indeed in their hundred.

εïз·Rebecca | I want rabbits.

The woman looks a tad bit confused at Rebecca after she just made that statement.

εïз·Store Owner | Sure, but they don't cost you that much. Not at least..

Rebecca cuts her right off.

εïз·Rebecca | Let me make myself more clear, I want ALL the rabbits this store has to offer personally delivered to this address.

She slams a crumpled piece of paper onto the table and the woman grasps it immediately with the fear that it might blow away in the wind. Rebecca waves the stack of money in the woman's face with a smirk on hers.

εïз·Rebecca | By tomorrow and make sure it's on the dot.

The woman nods and Rebecca proceeds to make her way out of the store. She slams the door shut and enters the limo. Once again the camera's are there but this time only for a short amount of time. After just glancing at the monitor in her car which was playing the promo of you know who, she stops and laughs.

εïз·Rebecca | I'm sure you must have caught that boring promo Faith Hunter put out just a few hours ago and my sympathy goes out to everyone to had to endure the pain of hearing that woman speak. You could see the dirty undertone coming out of her voice as those words hit harder under her skin. Poor little Faithy, aggravated already? Very original, aren't you? You might as well say unoriginality and predictability go hand in hand in this case because both those words describe you very well. As if I had to even watch that goddamned half assed promo to know what you were going to say. As usual, you'd bring up rehashed bullshit that has already been cleared in our previous 'encounter's', if we can even call them that on camera. But I'll get into that when I have time to.

She smirks and lets out a slight chuckle.

εïз·Rebecca | Besides, what else could you talk about? The fact that you're going to come out there and so easily beat the shit out of me makes me laugh to no extent. First of all, bravo on the underestimation and secondly, looks like someone is getting too big for their boots. Sure, Faith. I don't intent on arguing with five year olds but if you believe that I'm just some 'jobber' frolicking around in the low ranks of PWT, you've got to be kidding yourself. Unlike they do you, people know who I am regardless of how long i've been here. Which a bitch like you who exaggerates so much should have known that I was only here for a month and then I just returned for the King of PWT tournament but of course, once again you've failed to do what you attempted to do. If you've been watching me like you said you were, you'd of known that I wasn't in PWT for a years worth, let alone a couple of months. People here don't know me for being here that long but because I'm one of the top women on the MSN Circuit itself along with the others that obviously don't involve scums like yourself. And I knew you'd come back at me and try to turn my insults around towards me. Copied you? Cutting a promo in a limo is as original as claiming you invented sliced bread. It wasn't my first choice since I was on my way to doing other things and was in a hurry to have to walk into some beautiful scenerio to cut you a promo. But it's not like you cutting a promo in a limo is any original. I've previosuly done one myself around a year and a half ago. Sean Hunter cut a promo in a limo where he was allegedly fucking a certain someone you're very familiar with. Lola cut a promo in a limo and so did every other superstar at least once in their fucking lives. I could easily go ahead and say you're copying Lola because you went to a club to cut your promo but it's common sense that it's been done repeatedly for it to be hers. As for cemeteries and churches, give me a fucking break, I've only done that once so it's not my usual spots for cutting promos. So get off the acid. You were already on it when you challenged me. Heh. As if challenging me didn't already deliver a kick to the groin you walk right into living hell and issue a challenge against Keisha Williams, literally welcoming another loss into your records. Which next, I'm sure you'll be on the hunt for Scarlett Manson for her to kick the fuck out of your head and beat you. Tracking down former members of the cause, are we? So that in the end you think that by beating us, you'll achieve something great.

She rolls her eyes and sighs.

εïз·Rebecca | Like, oh my god, yes! I beat the four girls who used to be in the cause. Yay me? Not that you're ever going to be able to accomplish that, so why try? I'm sure it will bring you great pleasure and fame to have beaten such dominant woman and will make you jump with every ounce of joy in the world. Heh.

Rebecca chuckles once more, nodding her head in disbelief.

εïз·Rebecca | Whoever put such a crack pot theory into your head must have been a sore loser and I'm sure it was no one else that did it but you yourself. You being the greedy little girl you are must have thought up this evil yet not ingenius plan. Are you satisfied? I know I sure am because I've got one hell of a laugh out of it. Either you must have a really strong heart and willing not to give up at all or you're just obsessed with losing to the women you envy. I believe it's the latter because a girl like you could never go so wrong. You're so right, Faith. Everything you speak is the truth.. in that little head of yours only. I haven't met a woman in my life that has brainwashed herself to such an extent that she believes she actually stands a chance against me let alone Keisha Williams. You had all the little nerve in your pinkie finger to start ribbing on Keisha in your promo when all you could have done was confront her that night. You guys were in the same arena as you had just arrived there for your match with Isabell Winters, I'm sure you could have just made your way towards her and said what you pleased right to her face but sadly, you have no guts and chose to stomach what you had in mind to say to her so that you could unleash it all out in a promo against me. Big whoop? I'm sure, when given the chance Keisha will rip every fake blonde hair on your head and leave you bald in that ring but she won't bother coming to the ring in this match. Keisha isn't here to protect me and neither did I ring her up and ask her to. If anything, she's here to join in the fun so we could get a few quick laughs out of you and since you brought your buldging friend Talia Rios along to try and play with words against me, isn't it only fair? If Talia was here to face MJ Storm, she wouldn't have mentioned me countless number of times in the amount of air time that was handed to her. And Keisha had a problem with Talia not necessarily with you. So why bother bringing all this misery into your life? Just like you popped out of the blue and challenged me, Keisha can do whatever she pleases to any of the women in PWT. But if there's one thing I assure you, she isn't going to even think twice about coming into the ring and toying with our match. If she does come out the ring, it would probably be after I pin you for the three count and me and her have some good ol' fun like we did back in the piss and frog days. So don't even try that with me. Is it that I underestimate you? No. I have a reasonable amount of confidence in myself but there's no doubt you show at least some kind of hope in this match and I don't think of you as an easy victory.

Rebecca looks at her watch as the seconds begin to fly by.

εïз·Rebecca | I'm sorry, Faith but I have much better things to do than sit here and argue with you over rehashed arguments that aren't even worthy of my time. So I'll catch you next time after you've cut another mediocre promo. Goodbye.

The scene ends as the limo takes off leaving everyone watching in suspense as the scene sets back to the busy streets.

   

Cherie [c] 2006: by stealing this layout, you're only further proving my point that you want to be ME.