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From: MSN Nickname●●___кιssмчмaиoℓos°  (Original Message)Sent: 4/23/2008 1:56 AM

/ Miss don't give a fuck.

 

* Dear Drew
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A challenge you simply can't say no to. 

After her match with Jade Jiles concluded, Rebecca wasted no time in spending another moment dwelling on the past or in Puerto Rico. Her time in BUD was spent usually driving jobbers like Leaky Format out of the domain but it was time to move onto better things. From the minute she walked back into Bytches Ultimate Domain, there was talk of Rebecca going for the Heavyweight title. Now the pyro princess neither confirmed nor denied those rumors but it was common knowledge to assume she would be gunning for the title yet again. After all, it had been a rather long time since a female was at the helm and if one is able to think that far in the past, the last female who held the title was Rebecca Rancid herself.

Now being a woman who was aiming for a championship that was predominantly held by males, one would assume it would be quite difficult to keep up. But with her stunning reputation inside as well as out of the domain, Rebecca wasn’t one to be underestimated. In fact, the current male roster should be shitting themselves at the very thought of her being in the running. But let’s not fool ourselves yet, we have no idea what could be under the sleeve of the woman proudly known as Miss Don’t Give A Fuck.

In the midst of a meeting with a mixture of her co-workers and employees, Rebecca, sans Sparrow, is seen toying with her blackberry. Clearly she wasn’t paying any attention to them, she didn’t need to. Her part for the day was done and there were much larger things on her mind. One could assume that she was thinking through the status of her wrestling career. She had just come out of what was supposed to be the most hyped match of the pay per view but she wasn’t too pleased with the way it turned out. It as obvious that she was seeking more competitive opponents and she knew just the man who would be willing to give her that.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I’ll see you tomorrow!�?/FONT> she declared rather loudly causing them to stop talking and focus their attention on her. “You’re all officially dismissed and please, I insist, do NOT show up for work tomorrow.�?/FONT>

The room fell silent before the people who were so deep in conversation with each other cheer and make their way out of the conference room as quickly as possible. Soon, like she wanted to be, Rebecca was alone and began to roam around the room as she dialed a blurred out number on her blackberry.

“I’m going to need a camera real quick and I need it to be following me as I do this,�?she orders and then tosses the phone into her bag before pushing the door open and walking out.

As requested, she gets not only one but two camera men taping her as she continues to make her way down to the lobby. Pushing the down button for the elevator, she faces the camera and begins the address the issues on her mind prior to the call.

“What a joyous victory it was for Drew Stevenson as he didn’t even break a sweat whilst pinning his opponent Taiokaion to retain the glorious heavyweight title. Congratulations, Drew!�?she exclaims excitedly which might cause one to perceive it as sarcasm.

The door to the elevator slides open and Rebecca, followed by the cameras gets in. They are literally fifteen floors above the lobby which takes quite some time for them to get to.

“After 4:20 was over, Drew decided to put the pay per view behind him in order to proceed to kick the ass of those idiots who dare challenge him for the very belt he holds,�?she continues to narrate. “But the question was, who was next? What superstar on the roster is good enough to tackle with the likes of Drew after he has overcome so many “hurdles�? The answer to that would be NOBODY. Time and again, superstars sitting on our very own roster were given the golden ticket to face Drew in the ring and no offense to the man but he isn’t as hard as he makes himself out to be. Yet we’ve seen him overcome these mindless idiots due to their obvious lack of effort inside the squared circle. This man has only come so far because no one of the active roster gives a flying fuck about the title in question. I myself, was leaving it up to one of the males to attempt to try and take down the man in Drew Stevenson, I tried to stay out of the picture, but to no avail - I was forced to do this.�?/FONT>

The door slides open again and at once we are able to view the beautiful lobby. Rebecca simply walks towards the check out before reaching into her bag and pulling out a file. She places it on the counter and exits. Outside, there is a limo awaiting her arrival to perhaps drop her off home after a rather long night.

“I suppose I AM challenging you for the title belt that you currently hold so dearly, Stevenson,�?she declares. “I know for a fact that once I get my well maintained hands on that piece of gold I shall attract stars from all over the globe dying for a chance to face me. It has been evident in the past as once I held the Heavyweight title, I had legends like Syck immediately challenging for the title, a man who wouldn’t have otherwise cared to hold it. Recently, as you and the rest of the world witness, I scored, although my enemy, a very capable woman known as Jade Jiles back in BUD. Whether or not Jade chooses to stay in the federation is not my concern. I can only do so much but I believe I‘m capable of much greater things.�?/FONT>

Getting into the car, she slams the door shut besides her which immediately prompts the limo driver to take off.

“I’m the queen of controversy, Drew, let me tell you that. It is *I* who is truly the main attraction of the domain and I believe that the heavyweight title is usually worn by that person. So if you would be so kind to accept my challenge, I promise you that I will not only be the most challenging competitor you have faced up to date but rather a woman who you simply cannot prevent from taking the title from you.�?/FONT>

As usual, there was champagne available for Rebecca to drink, two glasses to be precise, incase there was a guest who joined her. She picked up a glass and simply rolled it around in her hands as if to admire the gold color of the champagne as opposed to drinking it right away.

“Now don’t be a fool and assume that I am simply demanding that you give me a shot. Of course, I will go through anyone else who wishes to go for the belt in order to prove that I am the best and most eligible superstar in BUD for the title. However, I’m sure that we already know I AM the most qualified but I wouldn’t mind steam rolling over those who say otherwise,�?said Rebecca with a wink.

She takes a rather large sip of the alcoholic beverage and places the glass back on the small table placed inside the limo.

“I apologize for not being able to be in the BUD arena to issue this challenge, Drew. But I’m quite the busy woman who has other commitments outside of BUD although I shall clear my schedule in order to give you the match you deserve,�?she says with a wink. “Please feel free to give me a reply in any way you choose to as I have access to the very best of gadgets and will be able to receive your answer. See you whenever I see you.�?/FONT>

The screen goes blank after the limo takes off in full speed to what one could assume in Sparrow and Rebecca’s temporary residence.

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



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From: MSN Nickname●●___кιssмчмaиoℓos°Sent: 4/23/2008 9:10 PM

/ Miss don't give a fuck.

 

* Dear Drew
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A challenge you simply can't say no to. 

After a night of hard labor, Rebecca had gone home to Sparrow to enjoy a good night’s sleep. But whilst in slumber, it never occurred to her that there would be another superstar, tucked away in BUD’s locker room, attempting to challenge for the heavyweight title as well, not that soon. It seems as though our very own Kevin Sane was somewhere in a dark alley leaving a message for the gorgeous Rebecca Rancid. Kids these days, using dark alleys to appear fearful. Didn’t mommy tell them not to walk alone in abandoned places at night? Ever consider the possibility of getting mugged, especially whilst carrying around an expensive gold belt?

Rebecca was currently in the kitchenette of their temporary hotel located in an unknown country. These two could quite possibility be in London as their next stop was France, the neighboring country. Since they barely cooked, the need for a kitchen was very minor. She opened the refrigerator that was stacked with bottles of fresh water and edible vegetables and fruits. After grabbing herself a bottle, she shuts the door and proceeds to the carpeted main room in which Sparrow lay on the couch. He looked up at her and nodded but immediately went back to whatever he was doing on his lap top.

“Look what the cat dragged in,�?said Rebecca with much needed arrogance. “It’s Kevin Sane, BUD’s fastest rising star. I must congratulate you first and foremost as defeating Midnight seemed like such a hard job,�?she rolls her eyes as she says this.

Proceeding to sit on a love seat adjacent to where Sparrow was, Rebecca lifts her legs and places them on a table in front of her.

“I can’t say I didn’t expect this from you or anyone else who had something to say, if not for you. To be honest, I’m glad someone had the balls to step up and say something or even attempt to get themselves in the mix. First, I’d like to address your issue with me being the one who challenged Drew when you are supposedly next in line. What makes you think you’re any more qualified than I am? Sure, you’ve impressed quite a few people with your flawless record so far but that don’t impress me much. Anyone can come into a federation and not lose whilst pit against a bunch of no ones but when you cut the grass you’ll be able to see more clearly who in this domain you simply won’t be able to go through. So far you’ve beaten Misery.. Who? That person is not of any relevance to me and I’m quite sure that was an easy victory for yourself. Taiokiaon wasn’t in the least bit impressive, especially after his poor showing against Drew Stevenson. I’ve lost any ounce of respect or appreciation I harbored for him. You say you’re coming from 4:20 with a win, against who, Midnight? I could have gone into that very ring blind folded and still crushed her. The people you have beat don’t really mean anything to me as they can never be on the same level as I am and I say this as a FACT, not an assumption. If it irritates you so much that I happened to challenge Stevenson before you did, then you can simply piss off. You’ve got mouth, the ability to cut a promo and you could have easily challenged Drew yourself. Do you happen to have a contendership I’m not aware of that entitles you to be put in line before me? No, you don’t. We’re both equally qualified to step in the ring with the current Heavyweight champion and I suppose the only way to settle this fiasco is for you fight me in the ring for it. I’m more than willing to break that little record you’ve got going on for you just so you won’t have to brag about it later on. And since I mention prior to your little out cry that I was willing to face anyone else who thought they were eligible for the title, I guess you’d have to shove that ignorant comment about me up your ass.�?/FONT>

I suppose this would be the part where Rebecca lets Kevin do the talking but she’s not done yet.

“How long has it been since you arrived in BUD, Kevin? A couple of weeks since you won your little contendership to the Franchise title? Isn’t it common knowledge to be regularly active on your first couple of weeks on the job? I haven’t fully been giving my all in the wrestling ring since the few matches that I have been back and mind you, the owners were sure to make them PPV matches, clever. I didn’t need to put in any effort in order to beat down Leaky Format and any other superstar who was forced to get inside that squared circle with me. In the recent two to three months that I have come back into BUD none of the superstars had it in them to give ME any sort of competition in my matches and weren’t in the least bit eager to face me so what makes you think that Drew Stevenson is getting any competition himself?�?she asks as though expecting an answer.

“But don’t let the fact that I haven’t been consistent in the ring fool you as the squared circle isn’t the only place in which high impact sports can take place. I do not need to be in a wrestling ring week in and week out to reach the level of my opponents for I do not experience ring rust. You haven’t witnessed the best of me at all but rather a small preview into what facing me in the ring would be like. Let’s take your little franchise contendership victory as an example of that. The match was originally set for a heavyweight contendership in which Sean Hunter out wrestled you in therefore leaving you with the consolation prize that was a shot the franchise belt. The same belt you claim me and the man I fuck need in order to become grand slam champions. Whilst the franchise belt does sound tempting I think I’d rather stick with competing for the heavyweight title as I have no intentions of becoming a grand slam champion, just not yet. Sparrow could beat you with ease for the title you currently hold, no matter how good you seem to be. Just because you’ve seen so little of us in the few weeks you’ve been here doesn’t mean this is us at our best,�?/FONT> she says with a smirk on her face.

“And I have condemned you during my time on camera when I heard you were sleeping with my former enemy. It was entirely your choice to bed her therefore putting you in a position where you were less than liked by me. But let’s face the facts here, even Jade dropped you off on your street corner and traded up for a better man. So if you want to bring up anything with Sparrow and myself, know that your brief history in this place isn’t looking too good either. After all, you only aligned yourself with Jade because you knew that would gain you some publicity if none during your stay in BUD. So if you truly are up for it, I would LOVE to prove to you that I am indeed more deserving of this title shot than you are. Till then, adios.�?/FONT>

The scene fades as Rebecca advances towards Sparrow.

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