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Her laughter resembled that of a witch's cackle. Oh, the talk of setting oneself on fire seemed like such a joke when spoken by others. What is this? Some high school bet from the 70's? Clearly this is directed at Bethany Sorrow's latest outburst.

"It seems as though Kaitlyn Mackenzie suggested that her target, Bathany Sorrow, should set herself on fire instead of threatening to "brighten" someone else's life. Little did Kaitlyn Mack know that our dear little Beth Anne would actually attempt to burst into flames."

Rebecca sighs, clearly disappointed in the diva's request.

"Poor little Bethany. I think Kaitlyn needs a little spanking as she's turning out to be a little class bully. What were you thinking, Kait? Bethany is on the verge of.." she pauses for a second to exaggerate on the next word.

"SUICIDE! Do you know what that means?" her voice is high and much louder than before.

"Little miss 'sorrow'.." you can clearly see her roll her eyes by now. "arrived at IRX and the first thing she did was slit her wrists. Perhaps it was because she came into the federation and saw vixens like Sasha Riley who is so much prettier than her and could literally kill her in the ring. And now, we have Miss Kaitlyn Mackenzie telling IRX's little emo to set herself on fire."

Rebecca places both her hands over her lips and giggles.

"Good job, Kait. I really see a future for you here. You have pushed a psychopath into committing suicide, something I do on a regular basis. But unlike me, you just use your words. If I had some sort of a club for this, you definitely would be one of my top guns."

Wink wink.

"But back our little emo here. Now don't get me wrong, there are a few people in this world that can set themselves on fire like circus freaks and well.. me. If you must know, as of anyone already doesn't, I'm the true fire manipulator. I've played with fire long before any of you bitches thought it would be cool. But Bethany, IRX's mentally retarded patient, thinks she can too. I'm sorry you burst your oozing bubble, you little 'juggalette', but you're a phoney. First of all, you associate yourself with people like Faggy too dope and Violent Gay, o0o0o that's sure to get on some nerves, who are the epitome of fake. Then, you proceed to give yourself a nickname. PB, which I assume stands for Pyschopathic Bethany."

There are a few other chuckles heard from the room, indicating that someone else might be in the room with Rebecca.

"That's a real catch. I'm surprised you're free to run around the circles of the IRX ring. I figured they would have dropped you off at a looney bin somewhere, where a couple of old farts would have taken advantage of you sexually. Although, I don't see how anyone can find you attractive. Look at those goddamn hips."

Rebecca giggles and they are mirrored by that of the other person in the room with her. She stops for a second and looks besides her as the camera pans to reveal Eminem.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to introduce you to one of my best friends here. Yes, it's Mr. Slim Shady himself, the same man who's signature song I've been using ever since I started out. Eminem, I would like to ask you a question."

Eminem licks his lips and smirks.

"Go for it, baby."

"I know you have settled your beef with ICP and everything but what do you think of this little ICP follower here? Her name is Bethany Sorrow and don't be too hard on her, she's a little too suicidal."

Rebecca and Em exchange laughter as he then tries to think of an answer.

"Well, I've tried suicide once and I guess I could give her some advice. I see the girl is a little clumsy so I would request that she stays away from them ropes. She might end up hurting someone else instead of herself. I wouldn't recommend pills either. She might just choke and.. die. Actually, pills is a good idea."

"I agree. I think Bethany should hit her medicine cabinet tonight and overdose on sleeping pills."

Trying not to stray away from the topic at hand, Rebecca merely shrugs it off.

"Any ways. We witnessed Bethany Sorrow set herself on fire and a few minutes later, she was a-okay. A little bit unrealistic, isn't that? We all know Bethany isn't filthy rich as she depends on her little juggalo's to get her illegal drugs in exchange of blow jobs and the fact that she willingly set herself on fire in front of a camera for the whole wide world to see, I doubt any doctor would treat her. Realistically, Bethany wouldn't even be able to show up for her vixen contendership match. But since she's here, I guess we'll just have to see the other vixens rip her to shreds before she's served as the main course for Sasha."

Rebecca takes a deep breath before pushing her blonde curls away from her face.

"Speaking of the vixens match, I'd like to let all the other vixens know that I won't be participating. The reason for this is because I'm not interested in holding the vixen title nor attempting to compete or waste my time with women I have nothing to do with. Don't get me wrong, I think IRX has some pretty talented vixens such as Sasha Riley, THEE vixen, who is currently dominating the division and a few upcoming divas who may or may not pose a threat to her. I think the women of the new generation should battle it out to see who's the best instead of me stepping in to rob them of their shot. I'm here to conduct business with a certain individual who I'd like to keep anonymous at the moment and that's that. However, don't get too excited just yet. I'll be watching these new vixens to either guide them or rip them apart if they try and cross me. I think Bethany here is a first and I'm only getting started. You better choose your words to me carefully, Beth because you never know what might happen to you. Remember, when you're playing with fire, you're playing with me."

The scene closes on Rebecca's face as her eyes literally pierce your soul.