& She laughs in the face of DEATH.                             . D E S T R O Y I N G  Y O U . εïз . Rebecca Fuckin' Rancid; ...apparently the next Adolph Hitler.     *Machiavellianism in Munich. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- work brings freedom A restaurant, Munich May 04, 2008 In the summer of 1932, Adolph Hitler designed the prototype for the Volkswagen Beetle, whilst sitting at a restaurant in Munich. This car went on to become a success Hitler envisioned it to be and it was driven by the audience he designed it for. One which was owned by Rebecca Rancid herself, in a neutral color. In the same restaurant, Rebecca Rancid sat sketching the blueprint for her future empires, though it was not yet visible to the camera. Like Drew Stevenson mentioned, Rebecca Rancid was one who represented the past and cherished anything that was rich in history. But she was also keen on setting a few things up for the future. Of course, she had to do this while cloaked in a Badgley Mischka jacket shown on the fall 2008 runways. Her flawless skin, one which women would only dream of having, appeared luminous as she sat down in the slightly dimmed light. Unlike most women who exuded the image of effortless elegance, it was quite obvious that Rebecca spent a decent amount of time with her appearance. Miss Rancid would most likely be caught in the midst of snobby rich folks as she was on the same level as them. Despite what the likes of Kevin Sane though, what she currently possessed was earned by and not handed to her. In the four years she dwelled inside the squared circle, Rebecca attained more fame than Sane could ever dream of. It was quite clear that these words were only spoken through the teeth gnashing jealousy Kevin was trying to hold back when question about his opponent. Perhaps it was the green substance that sustained through his body that caused him to be envious of Rebecca Rancid. The upscale restaurant featured guests who’s earnings were in the upward millions and most were either accompanied by their spouses or other familiar faces whilst Rebecca simply sat alone, elbow deep in her work. It was unknown whether she was awaiting the arrival of a guest but the empty chair placed opposite her stated otherwise. She was renowned for placing a bag or other materials on a spare seat if she sat anywhere seated for two, putting up a wall that banished anyone from interrupting her therefore it wasn’t hard to tell when she expected company. Suddenly out of nowhere a waitress appears causing Rebecca to look up from her work for the first time whilst dropping her pencil from the immense shock, like one wouldn’t expect a waitress to approach you while sitting at a restaurant. “Can I get you anything?�?she asks politely but Rebecca nods her head annoyed as she is met with a sudden distraction. The woman quickly departed leaving Rebecca to groan softly as she picked her pencil up again and sketched away. After successfully managing to negotiate with the people, Rebecca received the 30 centimeter high pile of gold teeth, extracted from the inmates, she had requested from the museum in Sachsenhausen. Looks like there would be a few changes to the heavyweight title in the near future. Our princess was already confident, never too confident to give her opponents the upper hand but confident enough to make them feel like they had it before she would shrewdly whisk it away from below them. Turns out Rebecca’s much needed peace wouldn’t last long, as a man appeared at the door with a dog in tow, the very same one Rebecca was seen dragging around Sachsenhausen. Turns out our Adolph had made it all the way from Berlin to Munich that morning with Rebecca but was taken out for some special treats. The other guests a the restaurant glared at Adolph as he ran towards his owner with great speed and began to sniff around her ankles. At once she snapped, ordering the waitress, the same one from before to bring them a steak. By then, Adolph had found a temporary home under the table where accompanied by her new guest Rebecca Rancid was perched upon. The man was quite a familiar face who appeared several times in BUD and was one of their own pay per view announcers. They could easily dispose of all the formalities as though it was brief, these two had crossed paths before. Rebecca had met with the wannabe Dr. Jack Shephard, known as Jack Sheppard himself and their meeting wasn’t in the least bit pleasant. But though she was suspicious of him, she felt a certain attraction towards him and wanted to buy him more screen time therefore specifically asked that it be him who interviewed her. “Hello, Rebecca,�?he said in his most passive aggressive voice and proceeded to peek at her drawings. “What you got there?�?/FONT> he continues to act obnoxious for the time being. “Work,�?she answers, refusing to elaborate and immediately changes the subject. “It was very nice of you to travel all the way from Frankfurt am main just to interview me and also for picking up my dog. Although it was I who covered all your traveling costs,�?/FONT> she later adds glaring at him as he continuously fidgets with the glass of water placed in front of him. Although Sheppard carried himself with poise and dignity, he appeared nervous around beautiful women such as Rebecca Rancid. Upon hearing of her sudden singleness, he envisioned this interview to be one where she would act quite flirtatious. But much to his dismay, Rebecca wasn’t in the condition to let a man dictate where her career will take her as she planned to venture into the Heavyweight division without a ball and chain on her ankles. “I know that,�?he adds in his soft, saccharine tone, one which is always used when speaking to BUD superstars. “Thank you for doing that. I never thought you’d go out of your way to get an interview with me again, not after last time.�?/FONT> She gazes into his soft hazel eyes and could immediately tell that he was being sincere so she smiles coyly. “I don’t really like the other interviewers in BUD,�?she says dryly. “Perhaps I shall speak with Roxy about hiring a whole new staff. Of course, she’d have to keep you as the PPV announcer. I respected your words during my match with Jiles and I’m hoping that you will be able to speak on behalf of me during my upcoming match with Stevenson.�?/FONT> Softly biting her lips, she runs her bar leg laced in Christian Louboutin pumps up his pants making him slightly giddy with pleasure but he maintains his composure. “Of course,�?responses Jack Sheppard. “Anything for a beautiful lady like you.�?/FONT> The two of them smile, although Rebecca’s could be regarded as a smirk. “So with that statement, I’m guess that you’ve got this match in the bag with Kevin Sane?�?/FONT> Her smirk only gets bigger as she nods her head and begins to explain, “Kevin Sane is a man who had accomplished fair amount in his wrestling career. He’s been to OCW, IRX and many other federations, which I may not have stepped into, still am well versed about what went on during their time. I know of Kevin’s feuds with Ryan Payne, Giant and many other wrestlers who I have never met in person. There is no way that I’m underestimating this specific wrestler as I know everything he’s been through. See, some of the other superstars in BUD believe that I could accomplish the task of giving Kevin Sane a good spanking and sending him home to his mommy with ease.�?/FONT> His face immediately lights up when she mentions spanking and although she knows exactly what he’s thinking, she rolls her eyes. “But although I am more capable than he gives me the benefit of the doubt of doing that, I admit that it’s not going to be an easy feat. Kevin Sane is a member of the last few superstars in BUD with some credibility and I am honored to be facing him in order to prove that I am infact the best candidate to face Drew Stevenson for his title. But all compliments aside, I truly feel that I will crush Kevin Sane this upcoming Monday night. First of all, I have the pressure of being put in my home country and I’ve never lost a match in this place as I know Germany, as you people call it, like the back of my hand. I feel although it does give me the chance to up my ante, I am more comfortable being in my own environment whilst Kevin has to step onto new grounds to try and beat someone like myself.�?/FONT> She slowly flicks a few strands of blonde hair away from her face as she awaits a response from Jack. “That’s a good point,�?he agrees immediately. “I guess that puts my question about Kevin saying you underestimate him greatly to rest. Clearly the man thinks he’s got things under control.�?/FONT> “Clearly not,�?she adds, looking serious why she does. “If he was paying any attention like I thought he was last week, he would know that I have the ability to manipulate any situation into my liking. Last week, it was Stevenson who bore the brunt of it all but this week, Kevin’s mentor isn’t here to protect him. This week the bunny has been left out in the open and is all mine for the attacking.�?/FONT> “Another thing,�?he interjects. “Kevin Sane considers Drew Stevenson a trainer, a great mentor and a friend. Although you facing Drew Stevenson and becoming the champion sounds more than tempting for the fans, wouldn’t they also enjoy seeing the student outsmarting his mentor?�?A good question. “Kevin is apparently the underdog in this gruesome threesome between you, Stevenson and himself.�?/FONT> “Oh he’s no underdog,�?Rebecca suddenly jumps in cutting him right off before he can add something more. “As I’ve stated before, Kevin Sane simply puts himself on a pity inducing throne that spells out ’woe is me�?asking for everyone to sympathize with him. He’s too smart because doing that not only would come as a shock to anyone if he happened to beat me and go on to become the champion after destroying Drew, but if he happens to fail, it will work to his advantage and allow him to simply retreat back to the shadows he’s apparently cast himself in. And while does that, I will be shamed for losing to someone like Sane, who holds himself to such low standards.�?She lets that thought roam her head and chuckles slightly. “Some would call it modesty but I call it being smart. I was right when I say that Kevin isn’t the angel he allows everyone else to think he is. This man merely just a few steps below me from being a manipulative asshole. The only difference is, I’m more open about it whilst he conceals his true identity and tries to put on an act. I see right through his façade.�?/FONT> she says with a smirk. “Modesty, my ass,�?she continues. “I’m modest, I don’t gloat about everything I’ve done and easily underestimate my opponents. The fact that I have brought up past matches was simply me stating my credentials that enable me to be a contender for the heavyweight title,�?says Rebecca who anxiously sits on the edge of her seat. It seems like she is in a heated debate with Jack Sheppard, even though he was on her side about Kevin Sane and his pretentiousness. Just then, the waitress returns, steak in hand and a little too late judging by Rebecca’s expression. “Enjoy your steak,�?she said placing the dish on their table, exactly in between Rebecca and Jack. “Would you like anything else?�?/FONT> Rebecca looked at Jack who nodded and then she mirrored the nod to the waitress before softly saying, “No thank you.�?/FONT> After the woman leaves, Jack looks down at the rather large piece of meat. “Are you going to eat all of that?�?he wonders out loud before eyeing it greedily once more. Nodding her head, she softly chuckles. “It’s for my dog,�?says Rebecca sensing that the conversation is becoming about smaller things. “Here, Adolph,�?she calls out awaiting the dog’s return from under the table. Just then, Adolph’s nose peeks out from below the table as he had caught the sweet smell of the steak. Rebecca lowered the plate till it hit the floor and before either of them could blink, the meat is placed in between the German Shepherd’s sharp teeth prior to him retreating back under the table at the foot of Rebecca Rancid. “Adolph,�?Jack repeats. “That’s a nice name for a nice dog.�?Proceeding to slowly pet the dog with his foot, Jack leans back in his chair to get a proper glimpse of it. Suddenly he feels someone take a crunch on his leg and groans out loud. “Point taken,�?he lifts his foot back up and places it under the chair as his knees extend forward. “Speaking of Adolph, Kevin has based his first tape on Hitler himself, which I would say is quite predictable seeing as we are sitting in Germany.�?/FONT> “I agree,�?Rebecca nods before continuing. “It’s quite common to associate Germany with Adolph as that is all most of the ignorant people of the world think we are about. Unlike some, I actually do take pride in what Hitler has left back for us whilst also keeping in mind that other have helped get Deutschland to where it is. For decades it has been the leading textile exporter in the world with a long history in advanced manufacturing and technology. It is the largest outward processing trade importer in Europe and the world. I would go out on a limb to say that it is the most advanced countries of all in the world, despite once being under the ruling of Adolph Hitler. I distinctly remember Kevin trying to liken me with Adolph and saying that I will somehow take pride in it and to be honest, I do. I take pride in every good and bad thing in Duetschland and it only makes him irate that he does not have as much of a strong foundation as I do - in wrestling and everything else.�?/FONT> “So you are saying that you’re not offended with Kevin declaring you BUD’s very own Adolph Hitler?�?asks Jack before gulping down his glass of water. “I said from the beginning that I was here to destroy the scums in BUD, so I suppose the title is only fitting. Even he knows that I would like to wear it as a badge so why bother saying otherwise? Now it’s my turn to predict and state that he will soon be heard saying that history is bound to repeat itself and like Hitler, I’m going to fail as soon as I peak. But that is only a myth Kevin will spin in order to make himself come out as the bigger person. He wants to be the fucking savoir of BUD when we all know it was Sean Hunter who truly held that position with the utmost dignity and Sane will never be able to live up to those standards, let alone that of a heavyweight champion in this company. I’ve said it time and again and I will say it once more, good will never trump evil, it will never perceiver, not in the world we currently dwell in. For with the absence of evil, there will be no such good. Without the super villains of the world like myself, Kevin Sane would never be considered a hero but a mere peasant and an average joe who no one gives a fuck about. I mean, what DOES he bring to the table that sets him apart from the rest of us? He is simply a man who followed in the footsteps of Drew Stevenson and any other chump out there who tries to defy realism. Whereas someone like myself, who is easily identified from the rest of these schmucks, is truly a LEADER whom needs no direction to be pushed into but rather creates legacies instead of living off someone else’s. If it wasn’t for people like me, Adolph Hitler or the devil himself, Drew and Kevin would be lost puppies who didn’t know where to run. It’s just as easy to blame the dictator but to sympathize with those who ALLOW themselves to be dictated is horse shit.�?/FONT> The energy she gives off whilst speaking these words only pulls in the audience that is watching as they sit, tucked away in the comfort of their own homes. Sheppard, meanwhile, nods along as any other bystander would. Perhaps he would be an example of pretending protagonist that Rebecca just described. Or maybe he really did see her point of view that every man was entitled to live his life the way he wanted to and there would be no restrictions or constrains put on it unless he allowed for it to be there. “I feel like Sane painted a picture of Nazi Germany, one that could be unjust but what do you tell those six billion jews killed during the holocaust? I mean, I know they are dead and no longer exist but what do you tell the families, the survivors?�?/FONT> “I could care less about them!�?she declared boldly and you could see the evil grin on her face quite clearly. “It is necessary for the weak to suffer in order for the stronger to prevail. In our world, you dominate or you’re dominated and as messed up as it sounds, it’s reality. Kevin Sane might be one of those people who believes that life doesn’t have to be that way but he isn’t the same man he thinks himself to be in his fantasy world. In the real world, I will crush him in front of the mass audience and step all over him to get to the top.�?/FONT> “Which brings me to one thing Kevin has stated time and again about you,�?/FONT> said Sheppard before pausing for a brief moment. “Kevin thinks you are undeserving of the title shot, still. He has claimed time and again that it was his time to take the title and also mentioned that you have been hyped by everyone.�?/FONT> This caused Rebecca to roll her eyes as she scoffed, “Right.�?/FONT> She continued to move around in the seat she was sitting on. Sometimes she would lay her elbow on the back and lean backwards but most of the time her body was projecting forward as she moved in closely to Jack Sheppard. Her behind literally took up 3 inches of the seat but only because she was so engrossed in the conversation she was having about her match. “Although I see Kevin in a somewhat positive light, despite all the bullshit that pops out of his mouth he really needs to get his facts straight. The fact that he’s considering his past few weeks in BUD an advantage over my two years in this company is preposterous. Last week he was able to stand in the same ring as myself and he witnessed first hand what it was like to share the spotlight with me. I immediately grabbed It and ran with it as I was the focal point of that and Stevenson was clearly only interested in fighting me. Although the match didn’t depict my wrestling ability to the maximum at all, I came out the winner and Kevin Sane was barely involved. Doesn’t that make ME more qualified to go for the belt? Despite the fact that I knew I would be facing Sane this week, I engaged in full competition with Drew and used up as much energy as I could, which in the end helped me, and unfortunately him. I didn’t shirk off my responsibilities just so I could hoard up all my energy for my next, more important match. No, it was Kevin Sane who did that and now we have him claiming that he’s should get the shot and not me? What makes him think he’s more deserving of the shot than me? What are his reasons? The fact that he has come out victorious over jobbers? He stated over and over again that he busts his behind week in and week out, which causes me to think that he is on the level of someone like Midnight if he has to put in so much effort to defeat her. I mean, if we all recall my match at Ultimate War with Leaky Format, I spent most of the time partying and visiting other places. I have literally walked into that ring and beaten Leaky in my sleep. The effort I put into that match was mediocre, yet the fans bought it and enjoyed it more than other matches that were to take place after it. The few matches Kevin had been in for the franchise title was something I could have skipped through with great ease. I suppose if I was really smart, at BUD mania I should have stayed inside that ring much longer just so when Kevin Sane came in, I would grab his future in BUD by the throat and shake the life out of it. Perhaps then Sane wouldn’t have much to brag about but since the better half of BUD’s roster was at sleep, we allowed new stars to come in and claim titles enabling him to get that belt no one has the desire to wrestle for currently. I could have easily aimed for Kevin’s franchise, then later earned a shot for the tag belts and I would have completed my previous desire to being one of the grand slam champions. But that vision was immediately crushed as I saw that BUD was falling at the hands of champions like Drew Stevenson and Kevin Sane and I just though that maybe I could be the one who saves it, in four minutes,�?she winks. “But this isn’t the first time you’ve been shunned form the respect you deserve,�?Sheppard adds, a very true statement. “When you had your first run as the BUD heavyweight champion, some said you never truly earned it.�?/FONT> “I think their personal hatred for me is what forced them to believe that and it’s truly sad because when asked to face me, most of those people tremble with fear as they know they are in the midst of someone who could rip them in pieces. It’s funny because the naysayer kept a low profile at the time and simply stepped in only to voice their shitty opinion no one could care less about. I guess in Kevin’s case it could also be the fact that he’s scared shitless to face me in the ring. Why else would he want to postpone our clashing to the farthest date possible. Kevin says that his turn was FIRST for the heavyweight title, meaning that I will be held back from getting into the ring whilst Kevin faces of against Drew Stevenson. After beating Drew, which I don’t doubt Kevin has the ability to do so seeing as he is a very good wrestler, he will be facing yours truly. And once Kevin has won the BUD heavyweight title, in a company he was fairly new to, he will consider THAT his great little title reign. After attaining the title in such short notice, Kevin wouldn’t care who he lost it to and how. He could just as easily leave the federation satisfied with the fact that he got to hold the top title. I wouldn’t be surprised that if that were to occur, Kevin would be out there with his pals discussing how much better he is than the BUD roster and how he held the title after being in the federation after such a short period of time. I know he’s not worried about facing Stevenson, it is ME that is holding him back from his little dream,�?said Rebecca with a little smirk. “Now that I have come into the picture, Kevin is simply venting his frustrations that he has to make the impossible possible and try and get to me to reach his goal.�?/FONT> Both Jack and Rebecca smile as that is most likely the reason why Kevin constantly bitches about having to face Rebecca instead of getting a free run at the title.     Cherie [c] 2006: by stealing this layout, you're only further proving my point that you want to be ME.

& She laughs in the face of DEATH.                             . D E S T R O Y I N G  Y O U . εïз . Rebecca Fuckin' Rancid; ...apparently the next Adolph Hitler.     *Machiavellianism in Munich. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- work brings freedom A restaurant, Munich May 04, 2008 “On the other hand, you have someone like myself, who not only has had experience being a heavyweight champion but rather, someone who will garner more attention than Kevin ever could. When you look at the men In the run for the title, and even the current champion, they’re so bland and boring. You could actually take someone like Jay Styles, an ordinary Joe to BUD, dress him up a little and make him Drew Stevenson the third. These men could easily be replaced by anyone and BUD would still feel the same. But then you have a woman like me, and by nature I spark so much controversy among the BUD roster and those entering the federation. Although it is quite risky to have a woman at the helm, as it has been due to experience of my first reign, given these circumstances, it’s the best possible ‘answer�? Everyone who has stepped into the squared circle with me knows I don’t half ass anything like most of the well heeled superstars in this place. We’ve seen lack luster performances from those who are regarded as legends in this place and they are what allowed Drew Stevenson to make it this far.�?A look of disappointment is visible on her face as she speaks these facts. “Perhaps when I do become the champion, it’ll threaten a lot of egos, as if it isn’t already happening with Drew. I suppose being a man automatically enables you as the better champion, even though you’d fall at the hands of a woman like myself. It’s the 21st century and I feel that if these average joes are unable to see a woman being at the top in BUD, I’m THE woman who will teach them to accept the fact. If anyone has a problem with me being the heavyweight champion in BUD, they are more than welcome to come and try to take my belt. But I suppose I’m getting a little too ahead of myself as we simply in the cocoon stage of my next title reign.�?/FONT> Jack proceeds with his questions, quite possibly the last set of question of the day. “Since the future is looking pretty good for you, I was wondering if you would feel comfortable with being BUD’s soon to be leader. Remember that the current champion takes all the heat for a falling federation, something I guess the past few champions had to do.�?/FONT> Softly rubbing her hands together, she smirks as though she has been waiting for this question all along. “Although it’s had it’s fair share of bad publicity BUD’s shows weren’t as lack luster as they are now with Stevenson at the helm and Sane sniffing around his ring boots. Once I defeat Sane and head over to become the new heavyweight champion, I will be the one who restores BUD to a time in which wrestlers from all over flocked to the domain to have these stats on their resume. THAT is what a true champion does in the domain they compete to keep their belt in as they are the driving force behind the company.�?/FONT> A new waitress comes in and picks up the plate that was placed on the floor and leaves with it without interrupting the conversation these two were so indulged in. “Lastly, I would like ask which of the previous champions you respect the most? And if you could, which one would you model your reign after?�?/FONT> Rebecca sighs as though the world knows her answer to this one. Jack simply sat there and listened as he placed his chin upon his two index fingers that met above his adam’s apple. “I think Mark Cain was a great champion and perhaps one of the most influential but I was not present during his reign and therefore wasn’t able to experience it. I’m sure we are aware of the fact that Seifer has held the BUD heavyweight title five times in the domain and, in my opinion, is THEE BEST champion BUD has ever seen to this date. The fact that I know him, personally and professionally, just makes me truly respect everything he has done in the past and continues to do so in the future. I sort of got to experience what it was like for him when he was the champion as I was by his side at the time and it was so fascinating. Being able to watch him closely, I was able to study the every move of the man who I regard as the greatest in the world. It has also been proven time and again that he brings BUD’s superstars to their feet as many have flocked to the domain just to face him as he exudes popularity both in and outside BUD. Yet at the same time he was also the most feared champion as recent events prove that he had been intentionally kept away from holding it just because everyone knows that he’d steam roll through the entire roster and be untouchable. I love those two aspects of his reign and I really want to add that into mind whilst still building upon it and making it MY OWN. I’m certain I will be able to put my own spin on the heavyweight championship, something a female in BUD hasn‘t been able to do in years.�?/FONT> She played with her blonde hair as she boasted about Seifer’s skills as if they were her own. From a distance, you could hear the crying of a baby as it’s mother tried to keep it quite. Momentarily distracted, Rebecca looks over but Sheppard draws her back in by speaking up again. “Today’s interview went really well,�?he says in the sweet tones that mirrored his ones from before indicating that there might be more to come. “Thank you so much for inviting me over to talk about the match. I guess although it is just a match at hangover, it feels like one that should be held at a pay per view.�?/FONT> “I’d prefer that the whole world is able to see me defeat Kevin with their very own eyes.�?she interrupts. “That’s a good point,�?he agrees without reluctance. “It was rather thereputic for me to relieve my thoughts about the upcoming match and go over what my opponent had to say. I guess I’ll see you in a short period of time when I am competing against Drew Stevenson for his belt. Thank you for coming all the way to Munich,�?she says with a genuine smile mirrored by Sheppard. The two of them now stand up from the seats they had taken up for the evening and shake hands. Noticing some slight movement, Adolph curls out from under the table and begins to lick Jack’s hand before he leaves. The two had obviously formed a bond on their trip from to Munich, one which left teeth marks on Sheppard’s ankles. As the sun begins to set, Rebecca continues to sketch the blueprints of her future empire. Whilst the world may go to sleep, she has much more at hand to deal with.     Cherie [c] 2006: by stealing this layout, you're only further proving my point that you want to be ME.

& She laughs in the face of DEATH.                             . D E S T R O Y I N G  Y O U . εïз . Rebecca Fuckin' Rancid; ...apparently the next Adolph Hitler.     *The mansion in Stuttgart. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- work brings freedom Undisclosed, Stuttgart May 05, 2008 The alarm clocks sounds signaling a new day but our future championess isn’t quite ready to part with her slumber machine just yet. Whilst on her back, she stretched before lifting her unclad body and repositioning herself on the bed before fully pulling the white sheets up to cover herself. She had traveled late at night to reach her mansion in Stuttgart, enabling her to sleep on her own bed for the first time in what seemed like years. Just when she though she had acquired the peace and quite she so desperately needed, the sounds of the phone ringing caused her to lose any desire for relaxation. Immediately propping herself upon the head board, she lifted the receiver and placed on her shoulder. “Hello?�?/FONT> she asked awaiting the response from the other end of the phone but instead of receiving an answer, the person hangs up on Rebecca who slams the receiver back down. Placing both hands on the top while slowly sinking back in her bed, she takes a deep breath and closes her eyes for a few seconds. As if that automatically restored her energy, she lifts herself from the bed but drags the white sheets along with her after draping it over her body. She gets out of the bedroom and gingerly climbs down the stairs while brushing the fine strands of blonde hair that hang over her face away from it. As she proceeds towards the main room, a voice calls for her from the kitchen that sits across the room. “Are you my new mommy?�?asks a much younger blonde as she chops up pieces of an apple before placing them on the fine china that had been presumably taken out of it’s packaging a lot time ago. Startled, Rebecca turns around whilst flipping her long blonde hair all over her face. She instantly flicks it away before taking a closer look at the child. Let’s assume she’s somewhere between 5-7 years old with bleach blonde hair and dark blue eyes, mirroring that of Rebecca’s and she has been living in the Stuttgart mansion for quite some time now. Rebecca shakes her head after letting a few chuckles escape her perfectly pink lips. No, it’s not what you think. “No, sweetheart,�?she answered whilst approaching the child. “I’m a friend of your daddy’s.�?/FONT> Looking around at first, she wonders where the man that fathers this child is but instead grabs the knife away from the little girl. “Didn’t daddy tell you not to play with sharp objects?�?/FONT> she asks in a soft, saccharine tone that implies whether she’s being caring or sarcastic. “No.�?replies the young girl immediately whilst looking up at Rebecca as though she feared her. And it was evident she did, everyone else within a two mile radius that didn’t know her personally felt less comfort when in her midst. She places the knife in the sink and picks out a fresh apple from the basket sitting on the counter. “Take this one, it’s sweeter,�?she declares offering it to the girl who gladly accepts. Her eyes slowly catch a glimpse of a cell phone sitting besides the girl and she glares at her for a few moments before a smirk slowly appears on her face. “Did you call me in the morning?�?/FONT> The girl nods hesitantly before handing the phone to Rebecca, who sighs and takes it away. Whilst she is browsing through the phone, a third member joins them in the main room to complete the happy family. “Sorry sweetheart,�?the rather deep voice of a male can be heard as the camera pans to reveal his identity. “You looked so peaceful sleeping, I couldn’t bare to wake you up.�?Simply wearing only a towel, he reveals the tribal tattoos on his arms as he brings his barely clothed body towards Rebecca. His blonde hair has dried within the time span he used when getting from the bathroom to where Rebecca was standing, being rather short and easy to maintain. Rebecca smirks to herself and gaze moves upward as though she was thanking god for placing this Bavarian beefcake in front of her. “It’s completely fine,�?she says slowly walking towards him. Now that she is standing directly in front of the man, she gets on her tip toes and they exchange a kiss exuding nothing but passion. After planting a wet one on her father’s lips, Rebecca turns around to look at the girl, his daughter, and catches her watching them from the corner of her eye. “Should of told me you were bringing family though,�?/FONT> she said before lifting the sheets up over her ample cleavage she previously allowed him to dig his face into. “She wanted to come along,�?he tried to reason with her but she wasn’t too pleased with the sight of his offspring. “It’s only for a few minutes. I was going to drop her off to school and she said she wanted to meet her favorite female wrestler.�?/FONT> Lowering her head, she pouts at him and then shoots the girl a glance. “Fine,�?/FONT> said Rebecca disinterestedly, “she can stay for a few minutes.�?/FONT> Although the man was clearly German, he spoke perfect English proving that he had been in and out of the country on several occasions. Since there was no access to the Stuttgart mansion when Rebecca wasn’t in Germany, he wouldn’t be seen at the house again. After a pleasurable night with this man, Rebecca would soon be traveling to Frankfurt to compete in a match that declares her the best competitor for Drew Stevenson. Perhaps that was why she was so tired earlier this morning, she got nothing but a few minutes of sleep. After a long weekend of business and much needed pleasure, Rebecca found herself relaxing alone in her mansion as she watched Kevin Sane make a fool out of himself on camera. “Finally, Kevin is starting to reveal his true self to the fans who have a shred of hope for him in this match. Looks like our hero has yet to form an opinion on the world as he exerts his ethnocentric ideas on the local Germans. It only shows why Kevin is not fit to be champion, his ignorant views on the world and the fact that he won’t be able to defeat me.�?/FONT> Sighing softly, she watches the painful promo Kevin had put out. One in which he could barely come up with anything to insult her with. “I guess he’s trying to accuse me of being unoriginal by channeling my ’inner Adolph Hitler�?when it was him who brought the dictator into it in the first place. Kevin gave me the title “Adolph Hitler�?and I bore it proudly, whilst still criticizing his association with Adolph and Germany as though he was the only that existed in the country. I suppose Kevin has only received a high school education so I couldn’t recommend it more that he get a higher one. But the fun doesn’t stop there, loyal fans of Kevin Sane. Our hero actually believes silly rumors about the deceased dictator and proceeds to liken him with me in those ways also. Originality isn’t his strongest suit as I have heard of all this bull feces elsewhere. �?/FONT> She continues to play Kevin’s video of him stealing Nazi memorabilia and rolls her eyes. If this were a movie, she’d definitely tell the audience to skip this snore fest. “Of course he has to go ahead and mention Sparrow. Sorry, Sane, that ship sailed days ago and it doesn’t affect me what you have to say about Sparrow. I’m certain he’ll be able to rip you to shreds when you do end up facing each other for that franchise belt of yours. Surely, I assume you’ll still be holding onto it for dear life after I shake you of any hope of getting the Heavyweight title.�?/FONT> With a soft but noticeable ‘ha ha�? Rebecca leans back in her couch before placing her legs on the table as she makes herself more comfortable. “I suppose Gypsy isn’t keeping Kevin too happy after that staircase fuck they shared at one time. What happened Sane? Was she not impressed with your bedroom skills or was it your face that scared her away once she saw you not under the shadows of the stairwell? Perhaps my sex life with Sparrow certainly gives him the jollies a man needs. No wonder he’s been prying about our sex life since the moment he came into BUD under the wing of Jade Jiles. I heard he ‘earned�?his THC belt because of that stairwell fuck and it only made me giggle. He’s probably now sitting under Roxy’s table and pleasuring her whilst BEGGING for her to let the cards fall in his way this hangover. Is that how you want to earn the contendership for the heavyweight title?�?her voice trails off at the end, sounding rather soft yet sending chills down the spine of whoever she intended to scare. “Kevin, it’s only a matter of time before we step into that ring together and I get to smash my fist into the gaping hole that is your mouth. It’s been quite hard for me this weekend to you go on and on about why I don’t deserve to be the number one contender for Drew’s title when your you’ve got no facts to base your opinion on. I called you out on your shit in Munich but you had nothing to say about it therefore automatically allowing me to assume that you truly talk from your ass. I’ll see you in Frankfurt am main, Kev.�?/FONT> The scene slowly blacks out as Rebecca rests her head on the couch. She was aware that it was only a matter of minutes that she had to be in Frankfurt.     Cherie [c] 2006: by stealing this layout, you're only further proving my point that you want to be ME.

& She laughs in the face of DEATH.                             . D E S T R O Y I N G  Y O U . εïз . Rebecca Fuckin' Rancid; ...apparently the next Adolph Hitler.     *The great battle in Frankfurt. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- work brings freedom Fest Halle, Frankfurt am main May 05, 2008 She had arrived safely at Fest Halle, located in Frankfurt am main, the arena in which her match was set to take place. Dressed from head to toe in her fabulous ring attire, Rebecca stomped the halls followed by her entourage. She delineated the sketches for the outfit she sported tonight whilst she stayed in Munich earlier this week and sent to Donatella Versace, the woman otherwise responsible for the outfits Rebecca donned in the ring. A rose pink top, it’s silhouette was defined by styles that will be popular in the year of 2009. Rebecca was always one step ahead of all the fashionistas. It’s fabric was specifically created to cater to it’s uses and allowed flexibility and ease of movement. Her feet were adorned in red suede Manolo Blahnik high tops, something that may or may not have jeopardized her match that evening. Arriving at her locker room, she was just a few minutes early, but a guest awaited her as she opened the door. “Jack!�?she shrieked, which was an act quite endearing by itself. She immediately ran towards him and hugged him tightly with one arm before he lifted her off her feet for a few seconds. The scent of her Chanel, Coco Mademoiselle, filled the air which he inhaled but it was short lived as she pulled away within a matter of seconds. “How was Stuttgart?�?he asks excitedly before she goes over the details of her trip back to her mansion rather swiftly. “I still can’t believe you live in a mansion!�?he exclaimed whilst nodding his head in disbelief. By now, she’s sitting on his lap, her arms on his shoulders as the topic changes to her upcoming match. “I’m quite confident actually,�?she mutters before brushing her fingers through his rather short dark hair. He squints his eyes as much as he can until he is able to see her hands softly touch his mane. “My opponent has done nothing but make himself out to look like an idiot. First, he steals a car and before getting here, I caught him trying to do magic tricks,�?/FONT> said Rebecca whilst rolling her eyes. Obviously she was disappointed in Kevin Sane’s antic’s this entire week. Perhaps she expected him to put up some kind of a fight instead of joking around. Jack almost forgets that he was conducting an interview as he stroked Rebecca’s beautiful behind with his big hands whilst she was propped upon his lap. But then again, Rebecca was infamous for distracting men with her blatant good looks, even when she didn’t intend to. He suddenly snaps out of it “According to Kevin, he has labeled himself the escape artist..�?says Sheppard, looking away from Rebecca, but only for few minutes as he knows he can never take his eyes off this woman. But before he continues, she interjects as she already knows what Kevin said. “I guess that’s what he truly is,�?agreed the pyro princess, the little fire cracker. “Kevin is famous for escaping when faced with the biggest challenges. Obviously, it’s the cowards way out to run and hide when they know they cannot trump their enemy. I suppose that’s what he’s been doing, simply enjoying his vacation in Germany whilst I’m the only one here taking this match for what it is.�?/FONT> “And what would that be?�?asks the curious pretend doctor. “A serious match!�?/FONT> she exclaims as though furious. “This is the match that is going to declare who is eligible to compete for the top gold in BUD with Drew Stevenson, the man who currently holds what we both desire so much. But I’m guessing that I’m alone in that statement as Kevin no longer cares for the title. I guess he certainly is a wise man after all for simply accepting defeat and keeping his precious little franchise belt warm for the next big competitor. I know it sounds to soon, but I’m already entertaining ideas of Sparrow kicking him in the ass in order to take his franchise belt and current squeeze, former bytch champion and bitch of Sparrow. As much as I used to loathe Gypsy, I think her and Sparrow belonged together and should consider getting together only so Sane is left heart broken. And you can take my word on it, once he loses any hope he’s had for a future in BUD, Kevin Sane will ESCAPE the great falls of fucking China that surround this place.�?/FONT> Sheppard is rather intrigued by Rebecca’s sudden excitement, always was, even when they were in Munich. It seemed that he really felt a connection with her whilst she was in the midst of the heat of a debate. “I do agree with Sane about one thing though,�?she says now more relaxed than before. “Whichever one of us wins this match, we know there’s going to be a new BUD heavyweight champion come this next PPV. He was right when he said Mr. Invincible, the self proclaimed ‘superman�?in BUD fell at our feet, my feet, in the ring last week. So I guess I have to give Kevin props on having some brains after all. However, it will be ME who comes out victorious in this match therefore *I* shall go on to be the next BUD Heavyweight championess and as Sane pointed out previously, exert my selfish desires on the superstars of BUD, those who want my belt at least. And even though it seems like I’m getting a little too ahead of myself, I’m quite confident that I can beat Drew by simply putting in the effort his past opponents lack. Even I can see that Kevin Sane is truly much more competitive than Drew. I’ll give Kevin this, he certainly has proved that he can step out of the shadows of his former teacher but that’s just not enough to hold me down.�?/FONT> Stopping, she now diverts her attention to Jack who smiles and inquires about the other matches on the card, as though they held any importance. “I’ve heard White Trash say she was the top bitch in BUD and it made me laugh a little. How could you possibly entertain such ideas when women like myself are competing in the same business as you are? If any ‘bitch�?is at the top, it’s ME. I’m the only woman with enough guts to go for the heavyweight title in the domain currently and I think that title is more fitting for me. Although I do like White Trash, and in all honesty, I hope she kicks the living hell out of the new bitches and shows them who’s boss because it is her, in her division at least. But of course, that may soon be threatened by the returning Gypsy, whom I think will come out the winner of her match.�?/FONT> I guess only the female matches of the evening were in the least bit interesting to her, although she did wish that James really shut Leaky Format up for good. Perhaps nailing his lips together seemed like a good idea, at that time. “Tonight is my night, Jack,�?she stated, confidence shooting right out of her head and illuminating her. “Kevin Sane is a mere spectator to the whole thing and it is unfortunate that me and him couldn’t have been competing for the heavyweight title ourselves instead of having Drew be the main course. I think I have passed that in this match, granted I win it, which we all know I will. Regardless of all the things I’ve said about Kevin, I have little respect for him as he has proved himself, in some way or the other that he deserved to be in the running for the heavyweight title. Is he deserving of facing the heavyweight champion? This match will certainly prove it.�?/FONT> “It will, won’t it?�?questioned Jack in a rhetorical manner. Rebecca softly chuckled whilst looking into his hazel, green eyes. She ran her fingers across the scruff he called a beard and then softly planned a kiss on his lips. “See you soon, Jack,�?she said before getting up and heading elsewhere. It looked like our pyro princess was going to be elsewhere during the night instead of her locker room to prevent Sane from trying to ruin her chances of winning the match. Wait.. But why was Rebecca romancing a BUD employee?     Cherie [c] 2006: by stealing this layout, you're only further proving my point that you want to be ME.