Post by Kate Steele on Oct 4, 2014 22:26:14 GMT -5
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Kate Steele walked into the Circle Television Network studio. She had some business to attend too. She had to make sure that Sidney Grey was ready for their big match coming up. She walks into the middle of the set as it seems they are in the middle of filming Sidney’s reality show. The moment she walks onto the set the loud words of cut can be heard all over the set. “CUT, CUT, SOMEBODY GET THAT BIMBO OFF THE SET!!!” Kate rolled her eyes as her hands instantly went onto her hips. “Listen here you moogle, I will have you know that I am not a BIMBO… I just happen to be a newly made blonde. Now where the hell is Sidney at?! I don’t have time to play games with having to carry some old geriatric bitch this week. Where is she?!”
She yelled as she walked all over the set tearing some stuff up as security headed her way. Just as security was about to lay hands on her, Sidney stormed over, with fury in her eyes at having her show interrupted. Cameras followed her over to capture every moment. As soon as she saw Kate, she stopped in her tracks, arching her eyebrows as she posted her hands on her hips.
“Steele?” She tapped her foot, “There is something different about you...WAIT...don’t tell me.” Kate’s new blonde hair was the obvious change, but Sidney’s observation was all together different. “OH! I know what it is...YOU’RE FUCKING UP MY SHOW!!”
One of the guards glanced at Sidney, “You want me to get her out of here Ms. Grey?”
Sidney waived him off. “No...it looks like since she came all the way over here, we must have business to discuss.” She gestured for every to leave and they slowly wandered off, leaving the two alone. Sidney folded her arms in front of her as she plastered a less than amused look on her face.
Kate stood there as the man walked away . She crossed her arms glaring daggers into Sidney’s eyes. “Fucking up your show?! Bitch this is more important than any show of yours. Even though let’s face it your show was always second to To Spring Ct. Fair’s show. But I don’t have time to talk about pretentious blondes who couldn’t even beat sorry ass Gabby Camacho. The reason why I am here today is because we have a tag team match together, and for the love of God you better not fuck it up out there in the ring. Every tag team match I have been in thus far has ended in the same way. With my partner dropping the ball time and time again. Is that going to be you? Are you going to be like everyone else or are you someone I can actually rely on?”
For a long moment, Sidney said nothing and merely glared at Kate. Finally she walked up to the former LAW Champion and got right in her face. “You know…whenever you continue to have the same problem with people over and over…it’s not them Kate…it’s probably YOU!”
She cocked her head to the side as she looked more closely at Kate, reaching up to touch her new blonde locks. Kate slapped her hand away and Sidney laughed. “Did you seriously just make a crack about pretentious blondes with your hair looking like that?! Did you lose a bet or something?”
Kate however slaps Sidney’s hand away as she crosses her arms in disgust. “No I didn’t lose any bet. It’s just that… Well this is what being in AOV is all about. It’s about being a unit, being a team player. Showing why I am allied with such a dominant group. You could find yourself allied too. Granted I know you tried to form something a while ago but it really didn’t go anywhere did it?! Kind of like everything that you. When I do something, I just go out there and make an impact. Ask Crystal Hilton, ask Camacho when I slammed the brass knuckles against her face. It’s all about making an impact, showing everyone how violent I am…”
Sidney couldn’t help but to stare at the woman as if she had grown a second head. She narrowed her eyes, “What are you on...and where the hell can I get some?!” She threw back her head and laughed. “Violent? You think that you are violent? Little girl, you are looking at the woman that wrote the book on it! I have retired more bitches than social security!” She gave a shake of her head, “The stunt you pulled with Crystal and Gabby was hilarious...but that was nothing compared to what I have done...and what I going to do again this weekend!”
She tossed her long black hair behind her. “Unlike some people...I don’t need to go to a hairsylist to get violent...I make my point just fine when I am kicking thier asses inside the ring. So do me a favor Kate...don’t come here making threats to me about what you want from me...trust me...I am NOT the one to be played with!”
Kate was the one laughing now as she kept her eyes locked on Sid. “Bitch please. Only reason why you retired more bitches than social security is because you been around since the program came into existence. I don’t know that much about American politics but that’s around the time of Teddy Roosevelt’s reformation after the Depression right?”
Before she could say anything else her husband Todd walked onto the scene. He shook his head as security tried to grab him. “Whoa, whoa, whoa, get your hands off a brotha. I am just out here trying to do me escort my wife. Can’t a brotha stand side by side with his wife nowadays?!”
Kate walks over nodding her head, and finally they let him pass. He grins as he walks to where the two of them are standing. “I couldn’t help but overhear my wife, and babe that’s FDR’s New Deal. Not Teddy. As for you…” He looks at Sidney. “Let’s be honest here what exactly are you trying to do here? In wrestling, in acting. Ain’t nobody wanna see your sad sorry ass do anything. Shouldn’t you be in the geriatric home getting ready for your five pm nap?”
Sidney’s demeanor changed as she looked Todd up and down, then she looked over at Kate. “Why are you letting the help speak out of turn? You REALLY need to get control of your household girlie!”
Todd however quickly cut Sid off as he looked at the older woman. “THE HELP?! Bitch do I look like Viola Davis to you?!”
Kate however smiled as she glared back at him. “No but you are probably as big as her…”
Sid gave a rye grin at her little jest after seeing the looks on thier faces. “COME ON! It’s a joke! Can’t a black man and a black woman share a little racial humor between one another?” She winked at Todd, blowing him a kiss.
Todd rolled his eyes looking back at the woman as he shakes his head in disgust. “And where the hell do you see a black woman at?! I am looking at two white women. One English woman, and one whatever it is that you are. I think you can be better classified as an it, rather than one another. There is no WE here… You need to stay over there!”
He walks away before coming right back. “Matter of fact enlighten me, prove your blackness to me…” Kate opens her eyes wide up. ‘Prove your what?! What does that even mean?! Don’t encourage her!”
For a moment it seemed that Sidney would not respond to Todd at all, but she began to rotate her neck around like it was on a swivel as she pointed at him. “OH NO YOU DIDN’T! MUTHAFUCKA, I WILL STRAIGHT UP STAB YO’ ASS!!” Doing her best black voice. She arched her brow, “Then...when I am done wit; you...I’m a drop it like it’s hot!”
Sidney turned around and started violently twerking and shaking her ass surprisingly well. This went on for was was probably a few moments too long before she finally stopped and burst out laughing. “What’s next? A fried chicken eating contest? I’m not just black...I am the blackest woman in LAW...I’m from the Mother Land...straight up Africa...just not the Ebola part!”
She turned her attention to Kate. “You know something Kate...I like you...even though you came out here tonight to step on my dick! Maybe it’s the hair...maybe it’s the new tattoo...or maybe its the fact that you got yourself hitched to Sammy Davis Jr. here...either way...you’ve sold me on the idea that we need to put a hurting on two ignorant bitches this weekend.”
Todd just shakes his head as he nods his head in agreement. “You know I can respect you… For a moment I was thinking you were going to diss a brotha showcase more of that black on black crime but I knew a sista would come through, and have my back. “
Kate shakes her head screaming. “WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE… For the record you aren’t even black Sid, and as far as you go Todd you were ADOPTED by a white family. Stop trying to act like you two know what it means to be down with the homies, the bitches, and whatever it is YOU people do…”
Todd holds his hand up looking at Sid. “WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, what do you mean by YOU people….”
“No I didn’t mean it like that, I just meant that you are acting like a clown…”
“AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY A CLOWN?!”
“I meant a Clown, the stupid thing with the face paint that blows the balloons and does tricks at the circus with the monkeys…”
“AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY MONKEY?!”
Kate begins to get really upset as she looks at the both of them. “BLOODY HELL, stop making fun of me. You know damn well what I am trying to get at… You know what you keep digging the hole make it 3 weeks….”
“Nah, nah, chill…. Not three weeks Kate… Come on Kate I am so so so sorry… I was just messing around….”
Kate smiles as she looks back at Sid. “How’s that for controlling the help.” She says with a wicked grin.
She had to admit it, she knew how to put her man in his place. She sighed, “Okay...enough of the sidebar. You came here to make sure that I would have your back and not leave you hanging....well, you have my word, you will not have to to carry me like carried St. Clair to the Marquee Title...handed it to her and watched her fumble the damn thing to some bubble ass air head! As far as Gabby goes...she knows I don’t like her ass and on Sunday she is going to find out how much! I owe her BIG time for stopping me from putting Oni out of LAW...so now it looks like we get to put her out together instead!”
Sidney gave Kate an earnest look, “Now...I assume that you have my back against Taylor as well?”
“Yeah, yeah, you just make sure I get a piece of Camacho… Sorry ass Army Strong Bitch…”
Sidney and Kate grin at one another as we fade out.
CLAP, CLAP, CLAP
Do you know what that symbolizes Gabby. The sound of you actually beating me last show. Not that you had anything to do with it or anything. It was just another match that I ended up losing because I had incompetent tag team partners that found themselves getting pinned inside the ring, but this week things will in fact be different because I find myself alongside a woman who manage to destroy Crystal Hilton. A woman who has picked apart everyone that has come in front of her. I get to team up with Sidney Grey, and on paper it might be that of an interesting tag team partnership but at the end of the day we both want the same thing. We both want to do whatever it takes to walk out with the win, and you can beat your ass that’s exactly what we are going to do this week.
Evie Taylor I am not going to verbally destroy because my words won’t mean anything to the physical beatdown that my partner Sidney is going to put on you but I will say this much. Are you unhappy with me?! I remember a long time ago you were so honored to come on Twitter and state that it would be a true honor for you to face me inside the ring. Do you steal feel that way?! Do you still feel the same way that you did before? Because my thoughts about honor and integrity went out the window when I knew I was being looked over.
I was the absolute best that this company had to offer, and nobody here even gave a shit. You come along you win some bush league tournament and I am supposed to take you seriously as if you are some credible wrestler. Get the hell out of here. Let’s be honest the only reason you are even the Queen is because I wasn’t in the tournament. Had I been in it you wouldn’t be sitting on some title shot. You would be on the outside looking in kind of like Salinas is right now. Having nothing to hold onto but complaints upon complaints.
When I see you Evie I don’t see some Queen. I see an overrated bitch who happened to be in the right place at the right time. Why don’t you make me respect you in our match with one another. Why don’t you give me a reason that I should even take you seriously. While you do that Camacho you are the one that I am really after.
You always want to start something, and this is all on you. You are the one who started with me for the record. Trying to call me a bandwagon fan, or as you said a fair weather fan. Are we really fighting over a week one football game?
Because if that’s the case why is this even a fight. You are a damn Raiders fan you have no right to be arguing over anything. Being a fan of a team that hasn’t been relative since the Buccs whooped up on them in some Super Bowl. Don’t try to throw some football analogy back at me, only reason why I watch the sport is because of my husband, and as a good wife I just want to take part in the things he likes.
You my dear are not a champion. You are a placeholder. You are simply running around with something that was passed down to you like it was a hot potato. You want to know why so many people want to grab a hold of the Marquee Championship you have around your waist. It’s not because you are good but it’s because they want to store some credibility back to the title, and right now in a world where our beloved World Champion is missing in action, it’s the title to have. Who wouldn’t want a title where there’s a line of endless challengers ready to fight for that title. Ready to make it their own.
For me it has always been about the thrill of the challenge. You can run around claim army strong, army strong. You think I give a crap on what you did outside of the ring?
No it’s meaningless to me. The only thing that matters is what you plan to do on the inside of the ring, and in the inside I am practically flawless. You might very well get one up over me since this is a tag team match, and I always get the short end of the stick.
But the day it’s just us two alone. The day we face off against one another you will indeed be put in your place. So go ahead run your mouth. Bring your attitude, I rather get by on shoving a boot up your ass.
They say silence is golden but actions speak louder than words, and this way you will see me take action, and beat the holy hell out of you.
You will see why I am nicknamed Lil Miss Ultraviolence. You ready to play Camacho I know I certainly am. Get ready to see why I am the newest member of the AOV. The beatdown is coming, bank on it...
Kate Steele walked into the Circle Television Network studio. She had some business to attend too. She had to make sure that Sidney Grey was ready for their big match coming up. She walks into the middle of the set as it seems they are in the middle of filming Sidney’s reality show. The moment she walks onto the set the loud words of cut can be heard all over the set. “CUT, CUT, SOMEBODY GET THAT BIMBO OFF THE SET!!!” Kate rolled her eyes as her hands instantly went onto her hips. “Listen here you moogle, I will have you know that I am not a BIMBO… I just happen to be a newly made blonde. Now where the hell is Sidney at?! I don’t have time to play games with having to carry some old geriatric bitch this week. Where is she?!”
She yelled as she walked all over the set tearing some stuff up as security headed her way. Just as security was about to lay hands on her, Sidney stormed over, with fury in her eyes at having her show interrupted. Cameras followed her over to capture every moment. As soon as she saw Kate, she stopped in her tracks, arching her eyebrows as she posted her hands on her hips.
“Steele?” She tapped her foot, “There is something different about you...WAIT...don’t tell me.” Kate’s new blonde hair was the obvious change, but Sidney’s observation was all together different. “OH! I know what it is...YOU’RE FUCKING UP MY SHOW!!”
One of the guards glanced at Sidney, “You want me to get her out of here Ms. Grey?”
Sidney waived him off. “No...it looks like since she came all the way over here, we must have business to discuss.” She gestured for every to leave and they slowly wandered off, leaving the two alone. Sidney folded her arms in front of her as she plastered a less than amused look on her face.
Kate stood there as the man walked away . She crossed her arms glaring daggers into Sidney’s eyes. “Fucking up your show?! Bitch this is more important than any show of yours. Even though let’s face it your show was always second to To Spring Ct. Fair’s show. But I don’t have time to talk about pretentious blondes who couldn’t even beat sorry ass Gabby Camacho. The reason why I am here today is because we have a tag team match together, and for the love of God you better not fuck it up out there in the ring. Every tag team match I have been in thus far has ended in the same way. With my partner dropping the ball time and time again. Is that going to be you? Are you going to be like everyone else or are you someone I can actually rely on?”
For a long moment, Sidney said nothing and merely glared at Kate. Finally she walked up to the former LAW Champion and got right in her face. “You know…whenever you continue to have the same problem with people over and over…it’s not them Kate…it’s probably YOU!”
She cocked her head to the side as she looked more closely at Kate, reaching up to touch her new blonde locks. Kate slapped her hand away and Sidney laughed. “Did you seriously just make a crack about pretentious blondes with your hair looking like that?! Did you lose a bet or something?”
Kate however slaps Sidney’s hand away as she crosses her arms in disgust. “No I didn’t lose any bet. It’s just that… Well this is what being in AOV is all about. It’s about being a unit, being a team player. Showing why I am allied with such a dominant group. You could find yourself allied too. Granted I know you tried to form something a while ago but it really didn’t go anywhere did it?! Kind of like everything that you. When I do something, I just go out there and make an impact. Ask Crystal Hilton, ask Camacho when I slammed the brass knuckles against her face. It’s all about making an impact, showing everyone how violent I am…”
Sidney couldn’t help but to stare at the woman as if she had grown a second head. She narrowed her eyes, “What are you on...and where the hell can I get some?!” She threw back her head and laughed. “Violent? You think that you are violent? Little girl, you are looking at the woman that wrote the book on it! I have retired more bitches than social security!” She gave a shake of her head, “The stunt you pulled with Crystal and Gabby was hilarious...but that was nothing compared to what I have done...and what I going to do again this weekend!”
She tossed her long black hair behind her. “Unlike some people...I don’t need to go to a hairsylist to get violent...I make my point just fine when I am kicking thier asses inside the ring. So do me a favor Kate...don’t come here making threats to me about what you want from me...trust me...I am NOT the one to be played with!”
Kate was the one laughing now as she kept her eyes locked on Sid. “Bitch please. Only reason why you retired more bitches than social security is because you been around since the program came into existence. I don’t know that much about American politics but that’s around the time of Teddy Roosevelt’s reformation after the Depression right?”
Before she could say anything else her husband Todd walked onto the scene. He shook his head as security tried to grab him. “Whoa, whoa, whoa, get your hands off a brotha. I am just out here trying to do me escort my wife. Can’t a brotha stand side by side with his wife nowadays?!”
Kate walks over nodding her head, and finally they let him pass. He grins as he walks to where the two of them are standing. “I couldn’t help but overhear my wife, and babe that’s FDR’s New Deal. Not Teddy. As for you…” He looks at Sidney. “Let’s be honest here what exactly are you trying to do here? In wrestling, in acting. Ain’t nobody wanna see your sad sorry ass do anything. Shouldn’t you be in the geriatric home getting ready for your five pm nap?”
Sidney’s demeanor changed as she looked Todd up and down, then she looked over at Kate. “Why are you letting the help speak out of turn? You REALLY need to get control of your household girlie!”
Todd however quickly cut Sid off as he looked at the older woman. “THE HELP?! Bitch do I look like Viola Davis to you?!”
Kate however smiled as she glared back at him. “No but you are probably as big as her…”
Sid gave a rye grin at her little jest after seeing the looks on thier faces. “COME ON! It’s a joke! Can’t a black man and a black woman share a little racial humor between one another?” She winked at Todd, blowing him a kiss.
Todd rolled his eyes looking back at the woman as he shakes his head in disgust. “And where the hell do you see a black woman at?! I am looking at two white women. One English woman, and one whatever it is that you are. I think you can be better classified as an it, rather than one another. There is no WE here… You need to stay over there!”
He walks away before coming right back. “Matter of fact enlighten me, prove your blackness to me…” Kate opens her eyes wide up. ‘Prove your what?! What does that even mean?! Don’t encourage her!”
For a moment it seemed that Sidney would not respond to Todd at all, but she began to rotate her neck around like it was on a swivel as she pointed at him. “OH NO YOU DIDN’T! MUTHAFUCKA, I WILL STRAIGHT UP STAB YO’ ASS!!” Doing her best black voice. She arched her brow, “Then...when I am done wit; you...I’m a drop it like it’s hot!”
Sidney turned around and started violently twerking and shaking her ass surprisingly well. This went on for was was probably a few moments too long before she finally stopped and burst out laughing. “What’s next? A fried chicken eating contest? I’m not just black...I am the blackest woman in LAW...I’m from the Mother Land...straight up Africa...just not the Ebola part!”
She turned her attention to Kate. “You know something Kate...I like you...even though you came out here tonight to step on my dick! Maybe it’s the hair...maybe it’s the new tattoo...or maybe its the fact that you got yourself hitched to Sammy Davis Jr. here...either way...you’ve sold me on the idea that we need to put a hurting on two ignorant bitches this weekend.”
Todd just shakes his head as he nods his head in agreement. “You know I can respect you… For a moment I was thinking you were going to diss a brotha showcase more of that black on black crime but I knew a sista would come through, and have my back. “
Kate shakes her head screaming. “WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE… For the record you aren’t even black Sid, and as far as you go Todd you were ADOPTED by a white family. Stop trying to act like you two know what it means to be down with the homies, the bitches, and whatever it is YOU people do…”
Todd holds his hand up looking at Sid. “WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, what do you mean by YOU people….”
“No I didn’t mean it like that, I just meant that you are acting like a clown…”
“AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY A CLOWN?!”
“I meant a Clown, the stupid thing with the face paint that blows the balloons and does tricks at the circus with the monkeys…”
“AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY MONKEY?!”
Kate begins to get really upset as she looks at the both of them. “BLOODY HELL, stop making fun of me. You know damn well what I am trying to get at… You know what you keep digging the hole make it 3 weeks….”
“Nah, nah, chill…. Not three weeks Kate… Come on Kate I am so so so sorry… I was just messing around….”
Kate smiles as she looks back at Sid. “How’s that for controlling the help.” She says with a wicked grin.
She had to admit it, she knew how to put her man in his place. She sighed, “Okay...enough of the sidebar. You came here to make sure that I would have your back and not leave you hanging....well, you have my word, you will not have to to carry me like carried St. Clair to the Marquee Title...handed it to her and watched her fumble the damn thing to some bubble ass air head! As far as Gabby goes...she knows I don’t like her ass and on Sunday she is going to find out how much! I owe her BIG time for stopping me from putting Oni out of LAW...so now it looks like we get to put her out together instead!”
Sidney gave Kate an earnest look, “Now...I assume that you have my back against Taylor as well?”
“Yeah, yeah, you just make sure I get a piece of Camacho… Sorry ass Army Strong Bitch…”
Sidney and Kate grin at one another as we fade out.
CLAP, CLAP, CLAP
Do you know what that symbolizes Gabby. The sound of you actually beating me last show. Not that you had anything to do with it or anything. It was just another match that I ended up losing because I had incompetent tag team partners that found themselves getting pinned inside the ring, but this week things will in fact be different because I find myself alongside a woman who manage to destroy Crystal Hilton. A woman who has picked apart everyone that has come in front of her. I get to team up with Sidney Grey, and on paper it might be that of an interesting tag team partnership but at the end of the day we both want the same thing. We both want to do whatever it takes to walk out with the win, and you can beat your ass that’s exactly what we are going to do this week.
Evie Taylor I am not going to verbally destroy because my words won’t mean anything to the physical beatdown that my partner Sidney is going to put on you but I will say this much. Are you unhappy with me?! I remember a long time ago you were so honored to come on Twitter and state that it would be a true honor for you to face me inside the ring. Do you steal feel that way?! Do you still feel the same way that you did before? Because my thoughts about honor and integrity went out the window when I knew I was being looked over.
I was the absolute best that this company had to offer, and nobody here even gave a shit. You come along you win some bush league tournament and I am supposed to take you seriously as if you are some credible wrestler. Get the hell out of here. Let’s be honest the only reason you are even the Queen is because I wasn’t in the tournament. Had I been in it you wouldn’t be sitting on some title shot. You would be on the outside looking in kind of like Salinas is right now. Having nothing to hold onto but complaints upon complaints.
When I see you Evie I don’t see some Queen. I see an overrated bitch who happened to be in the right place at the right time. Why don’t you make me respect you in our match with one another. Why don’t you give me a reason that I should even take you seriously. While you do that Camacho you are the one that I am really after.
You always want to start something, and this is all on you. You are the one who started with me for the record. Trying to call me a bandwagon fan, or as you said a fair weather fan. Are we really fighting over a week one football game?
Because if that’s the case why is this even a fight. You are a damn Raiders fan you have no right to be arguing over anything. Being a fan of a team that hasn’t been relative since the Buccs whooped up on them in some Super Bowl. Don’t try to throw some football analogy back at me, only reason why I watch the sport is because of my husband, and as a good wife I just want to take part in the things he likes.
You my dear are not a champion. You are a placeholder. You are simply running around with something that was passed down to you like it was a hot potato. You want to know why so many people want to grab a hold of the Marquee Championship you have around your waist. It’s not because you are good but it’s because they want to store some credibility back to the title, and right now in a world where our beloved World Champion is missing in action, it’s the title to have. Who wouldn’t want a title where there’s a line of endless challengers ready to fight for that title. Ready to make it their own.
For me it has always been about the thrill of the challenge. You can run around claim army strong, army strong. You think I give a crap on what you did outside of the ring?
No it’s meaningless to me. The only thing that matters is what you plan to do on the inside of the ring, and in the inside I am practically flawless. You might very well get one up over me since this is a tag team match, and I always get the short end of the stick.
But the day it’s just us two alone. The day we face off against one another you will indeed be put in your place. So go ahead run your mouth. Bring your attitude, I rather get by on shoving a boot up your ass.
They say silence is golden but actions speak louder than words, and this way you will see me take action, and beat the holy hell out of you.
You will see why I am nicknamed Lil Miss Ultraviolence. You ready to play Camacho I know I certainly am. Get ready to see why I am the newest member of the AOV. The beatdown is coming, bank on it...