Post by MasterEvil on Oct 23, 2011 14:03:59 GMT
Scene One: Brandi’s Exotic Nightclub
Time: 7:54PM 20th April 2005
The year was 2005 and the location was by some building somewhere in Vancouver Canada. But by the doors is a little blonde girl, her eyes full of fear and loneliness as she looked up towards two six foot five men in black suits and shades. The two men were blank as they looked down on this four foot six inched youngster. No word was exchanged between the three as they seem to be, to the untrained eye, in some kind of staring contest. But after a few awkwardly silent seconds the reason for the girl’s presence would be explained as some grown women, in her mid thirties possibly, is simply pushed out from the door by a pair of unseen hands. The women was completely foul-mouthed was her apparent rejection and both men wasted no time in holding each arm and dragging this bimbo away. It was during this that the same hands that pushed that nobody away reached out, grabbed both of the little girl’s shoulders, and pulled the young blonde into the building.
What was in this building could be classed as a bar since it does possess the same wooden counter, hard plastic tables and metal chairs that possess cushions on each seat. But there some differences to this area. Each table is round with a three foot radius and a metal pole shooting out from the middle of them all the way to the ceiling. The wooden counter appears to be cleaned every hour while each chair looks like it has never been sat on before. One massively distinguishing feature to this “bar” is that there is some kind of stage, taking a chunk of space inside this building, that possess three poles near the back and a six radius circle at the end, possessing its own silver coloured pole…is this bar some kind of strip joint? It would explain the rejected hooker and the bulky security guards at the entrance. But how does any of this explain the little girl that was dragged into the structure?
Speaking of the blonde girl, her build looks kind of thin while her height has already been explained as quite small. Her smooth, almost golden, blonde hair reached down to her shoulders while her river blue eyes is both innocent and pure. She is currently wearing blue denim shorts and a white zipped up top, both of which showed a small bit of her curves, with light blue trainers. While the blonde is nowhere near as curvy as the ditched broad, this girl possess a fair amount of curves for someone her own size. Meanwhile the hands, that took this girl inside, belong to a five foot five inched woman who has dark brown hair reaching all the way down to her hips. Her curves are incredibly massive for her height and the clothing she is wearing does nothing to conceal this. She is wearing some kind of one piece swimsuit that shows off ninety-nine percent of her rear and ninety percent of her breast. A heavily spiky wristband appears on each arm while each foot is inside thick black leather boots. Possible opposites in multiple ways but the two didn’t even trade a single word with each other, no matter how curiously the blonde observed the brunette.
The brunette took the blonde around the counter and past the alcohol to two separate doors, one locked and the other partly open. Without even batting an eyelid the brunette reached her right hand into her colossal breast and pulled out a key then used that very same key to unlock the first door before returning the key into her breast. During the entire possess her left hand never left the young girl’s right shoulder. Once the door was open she lead the blonde through the open doorway, up a set of stairs and past some kind of first aid room before stopping in front of a door. Unlike all the other doors this one was made of metal instead of oak while, at the top of the door, it states “Brandi’s office.” It at this moment that the brunette looked down towards the person she got all the way her…the woman’s eyes appear to be quite surprised at this girl and even mumbled something around the lines of; “can those goofs even see clearly through those damn shades?”
The younger female didn’t hear the words clearly and was about to ask a question but before she could speak the older woman opened the door and pushed her into the room. For a place that possess a fancy bar…the office looks extremely bland. The wallpaper is light grey, on the left and right side of this room there are cabinets and desks, that each possess some formal looking guy typing the keys on their keyboards. At the back there are just some bigger looking cabinets while in the middle of this room, sitting by a desk with a bunch of paperwork on it, is some kind of female. Her height is approximately five foot eight inches while she appeared to be flat-chested and flat-reared. The eyes were brown and her hair is both black and extremely short…but with a ponytail on the back. Her grey business suit reveals no cleavage while her matching skirt reaches all the way below both knees. It was when the only door in and out of this room shut that the eyes of this woman shot up towards the two that entered through the door way.
Her right hand placed down a piece of paper work as her high-heeled legs made their way around her own desk before looking coldly yet calmly at the two in front of her. The brunette took a couple of steps back and placed her back against the wall, diverting the business woman’s undivided attention to the young blonde. Those brown eyes caused multiple shivers to go down the girl’s spine but after a few silent seconds the women looked up towards the swimsuit wearer, with a slightly unimpressed look on her face.
The business woman’s voice was sharp and completely remorseless when she spoke to Hilda, the woman that took the blonde into this room, but her entire tone changed to when she said “anyway.” It was if the female changed her attitude at a snap of a finger but the blonde didn’t have anytime to think when the business lady looked down at her and continue to speak.
The small blonde looked down on the floor nervously, completely silent. What would the reason for this be? Without leaving any second to guessing the blonde looked back up towards the woman and spoke truthfully.
At that one word every male in the room stopped what they were doing and stared incomplete shock toward this young girl. If this was a cartoon Hilda’s eyes would have bulged out of their sockets while the business woman looked completely startled. Is the girl serious? Why would someone her own age look for a job instead of doing her homework? She was about to ask the thirteen year old for the truth but she could tell, by looking into the blonde’s eyes, that the girl was speaking the truth. So she just turned her back on the blonde and spoke her next few words coldly.
With that the woman made her way to the front of the desk. The young blonde looked completely devastated while all the men shrugged, feeling slightly sorry for the girl, before continuing their work. It was when Hilda stepped forward and placed her right hand on the girl’s left shoulder that the blonde began to show a reaction. She pushed the brunette’s hand away and spoke out.
Was she lying? This sounds too unbelievable to a point but the tone of the girl’s voice was exactly the same as the time when she spoke of her age. Either these words are true or not, they are hitting a nerve of the business woman…but she kept her back to the girl, trying to fully understand the words she is listening to.
It after this line that Hilda put both her hands on the girl’s shoulders but before she could do anything the woman in charge turned around to look directly at the brunette.
Even though the line ended with “if you like” Hilda knew that the woman’s tone was one of telling her a command. So Hilda let go of the girl and backed up once more against the wall. The few moments that followed was the woman going back to the other side of the desk to do some kind of paperwork…but only with one sheet, a bit odd isn’t it? Meanwhile the thirteen year old blonde wiped some of the tears, which has formed during her few words. After a few more moments the woman looked up from the paper and signalled the youthful teenager to come forward So she did before seeing some kind of contract…yet before the blonde could read it the woman spoke out about this very contract.
At first the young blonde wasn’t full happy, it appeared to her as a whole live badly or work without payment. But that thought quickly changed when the girl heard the rest of Brandi’s words. Brandi was offering her the chance to be cared about for the first time in so long. The young girl’s eyes watered lightly at how much this woman seem to care about her…so without any thought at all the blonde cheerfully spoke her gratitude before delightfully signing the contract.
And so there it was…the day that Rebecca Smith started working for “Brandi’s Exotic Nightclub.”
Scene Two: Crown Some Kind Of Bombshell Champion…Right?
Time: 3:11PM 21st October 2011
Today is such a beautifully sunny day in the city of and not only is the day sunny but the day also have a purpose other then lounging around on any possible beach. Today is something called “When Worlds Collide Fan Axess,” an event where wrestlers and fans socialise themselves with each other as the wrestlers sign autographs while trying to sell their products to the very same bunch of people…what? Can’t a wrestler attempt to gain a possible tip? Well at the current moment a lot of wrestlers possess a huge amount of fans wanting his or her autographs, especially ones from Alexis Terry and Tyler Page. But rather surprisingly a huge amount of fans are wanting an autograph from one of most popular of the new divas that have arrived during the past few weeks. And that diva is non other then the only Rebecca Smith, otherwise commonly known as “The Exhibitionist.”
Even though the young nineteen year old was hugely cheerful about signing whatever the fans give her to sign, the air-headed Canadian is secretly worried that she will mess something up in front of so many fans. Yet none of this worry is preventing the rookie from smiling enjoyably to each fan. It is actually amazing how popular Rebecca could be after so little time. Last week she debuted in defeating Paris for a shot at the TWE Bombshell Championship and it was just four days ago that miss Smith has defeated one Yasmeen as her Championship opponent, Endee Leights, watched. So in just eleven days The Exhibitionist has become the most popular newcomer to Total Wrestling Entertainment. While the ex-stripper continued to sign autographs she knew that an official cameraman to sitting to her right, recording the blonde’s process. So after a lot of signatures were signed, thus only having five more signings to do Rebecca faced the camera lens and began to speak.
While speaking out her words the blonde Canadian signed her autograph on a poster that the fan, who seem to be mid-forties, has handmade about of the main event between Alexis and Tyler. Unfortunately the air-head didn’t look where she was signing and accidentally wrote her signature over Alexis’ name on the World Championship. The fan wasn’t fully amused but instead of expressing his displeasure he walked off, possibly towards the World Champion’s “flawless” tent. Obviously this was an accident but was it really? Either way The Exhibitionist greeted the next fan, an old lady with her twelve year old grandson, with a smile on her face and began to sign the boy’s cap. After the cap was finished boy delightfully put it on and the blonde smiled to him before starting to write her autograph on the old lady’s Bryan Valentine t-shirt while continuing to speak to the camera.
Both her soft yet deep Canadian accent and sweet smile remained as the blonde youngster attempted to pronounce the real name of one Endee Leights. She probably failed badly but the air-headed rookie didn’t mind this factor as the female managed to successfully sign the t-shirt without any form of error…except the fact she signed the damn shirt upside down. The old woman didn’t seem to mind this though, maybe it was because she wasn’t paying much attention to it, and thanked The Exhibitionist for her signing both items and tried to walk off, most likely towards Bryan Valentine’s table. The woman was stopped, however, by her grandson, who didn’t want to leave Rebecca yet. So, after looking into her the eyes of her grandchild, the aging elder took out a camera before making her request to the young blonde.
With a bright smile across her face the Canadian rookie nodded her head before getting around the table. The next thing was that The Exhibitionist went down to one knee and gave the child a one hand hug while smiling to the camera. The picture was taken and the old woman once again expressed her gratitude before the grandma grandson duo finally walked off towards Bryan Valentine’s table. While they walked off the young blonde got back to her seat, that happen to be at the other side of the table, before greeting the next fans with a smile and a cheerful handshake. This next fan is a male that stood somewhere about six foot one inch and his body appears to be like late twenties. His hair was brown while his eyes are abyssal black. And the thing that he wanted the female to sign is the very object he placed on her table…the Canadian flag. So the blonde eagerly agrees to sign it but chose to speak to the camera lens once more while writing down her signature.
Her sweet, innocent, joyful voice was clearly heard as Rebecca spoke everyone of her words. Half way through these words miss Smith finished writing her signature on the flag, that was for once done perfectly, yet the fan refused to move the flag in case it would interrupt the blonde. The female looked back to the fan and smiled lightly towards the fan before thanking him for his time. The fan simply nodded before heading off to Tyler Page’s stand. Only one fan remains of this queue and this one is a female who possess both blonde hair and fiery red eyes. In her right hand is a bag of action figure, non of them being of The Exhibitionist, while in her left is a sheet of paper that has loads and loads of signatures on it, ranging from Chris Cane all the way to Austin Reynolds. The blonde woman only placed the sheet on the table and pointed to it in a speechless manner. The nineteen year old wasn’t sure if the fan was too occupied to speak or just being basically being rude but the air-headed diva simply shrugged before attempting to sign the piece of paper. While signing this piece of paper Rebecca chose to give most of her attention to the camera recording her and began to speak once again.
The Canadian’s tone expressed both confidence and glee as each word escaped those lips of adolescence. Predictably, with the naïve blonde’s attention more focused on the camera then the paper, The Exhibitionist accidentally wrote her signature dead in the middle of the paper, over the names of “Terry” and “Tyler.” The woman appeared to be completely miffed and opened her mouth to shout at the blonde but quickly stopped once she spotted Zack Ryder’s desk. In a sudden heartbeat she rushed off towards him…probably aiming to be “Broski of the Week.” Once the young diva realised that the silent fan was last person in the queue she sighed a breath of relief. For a first time out Rebecca has done a wonderful job, in her view, at this Fan Axess. Many fans came to have her autograph and each one got it, some not in the best or clearest of places but altogether the air-head has done quite well for a rookie who is due her pay per view debut in two days and two nights. The nineteen year old female looked away while doing this sigh of relief before glancing back over to the cameraman with a cheerful smile on her face. While smiling Rebecca spoke up one last time…weird how never once has the blonde not smiled in front of a camera.
Once those words exited her lips The Exhibitionist smile grew in size before looking back to see a few more fans lining up to have an autograph. The blonde instantly greeted them with a sweet giggle before beginning to do some more autographs, with the more often then not picture session with some of them. The cameraman meanwhile stood up, turned around and wandered off aimlessly towards the centre of the Fan Axess, possibly where the likes of Kinley Beau and Randy Orton shall be. Does The Exhibitionist have any chance against Endee Leights, the girl who three match experts believe will win this Divas Championship? Does The Exhibitionist have any plans towards an opponent who saw her skills at ringside just four days ago? And what does Endee Leights have up her sleeve? Hopefully al three of these questions shall be answered at Total Wrestling Entertainment’s “When Worlds Collide II.”
Time: 7:54PM 20th April 2005
The year was 2005 and the location was by some building somewhere in Vancouver Canada. But by the doors is a little blonde girl, her eyes full of fear and loneliness as she looked up towards two six foot five men in black suits and shades. The two men were blank as they looked down on this four foot six inched youngster. No word was exchanged between the three as they seem to be, to the untrained eye, in some kind of staring contest. But after a few awkwardly silent seconds the reason for the girl’s presence would be explained as some grown women, in her mid thirties possibly, is simply pushed out from the door by a pair of unseen hands. The women was completely foul-mouthed was her apparent rejection and both men wasted no time in holding each arm and dragging this bimbo away. It was during this that the same hands that pushed that nobody away reached out, grabbed both of the little girl’s shoulders, and pulled the young blonde into the building.
What was in this building could be classed as a bar since it does possess the same wooden counter, hard plastic tables and metal chairs that possess cushions on each seat. But there some differences to this area. Each table is round with a three foot radius and a metal pole shooting out from the middle of them all the way to the ceiling. The wooden counter appears to be cleaned every hour while each chair looks like it has never been sat on before. One massively distinguishing feature to this “bar” is that there is some kind of stage, taking a chunk of space inside this building, that possess three poles near the back and a six radius circle at the end, possessing its own silver coloured pole…is this bar some kind of strip joint? It would explain the rejected hooker and the bulky security guards at the entrance. But how does any of this explain the little girl that was dragged into the structure?
Speaking of the blonde girl, her build looks kind of thin while her height has already been explained as quite small. Her smooth, almost golden, blonde hair reached down to her shoulders while her river blue eyes is both innocent and pure. She is currently wearing blue denim shorts and a white zipped up top, both of which showed a small bit of her curves, with light blue trainers. While the blonde is nowhere near as curvy as the ditched broad, this girl possess a fair amount of curves for someone her own size. Meanwhile the hands, that took this girl inside, belong to a five foot five inched woman who has dark brown hair reaching all the way down to her hips. Her curves are incredibly massive for her height and the clothing she is wearing does nothing to conceal this. She is wearing some kind of one piece swimsuit that shows off ninety-nine percent of her rear and ninety percent of her breast. A heavily spiky wristband appears on each arm while each foot is inside thick black leather boots. Possible opposites in multiple ways but the two didn’t even trade a single word with each other, no matter how curiously the blonde observed the brunette.
The brunette took the blonde around the counter and past the alcohol to two separate doors, one locked and the other partly open. Without even batting an eyelid the brunette reached her right hand into her colossal breast and pulled out a key then used that very same key to unlock the first door before returning the key into her breast. During the entire possess her left hand never left the young girl’s right shoulder. Once the door was open she lead the blonde through the open doorway, up a set of stairs and past some kind of first aid room before stopping in front of a door. Unlike all the other doors this one was made of metal instead of oak while, at the top of the door, it states “Brandi’s office.” It at this moment that the brunette looked down towards the person she got all the way her…the woman’s eyes appear to be quite surprised at this girl and even mumbled something around the lines of; “can those goofs even see clearly through those damn shades?”
The younger female didn’t hear the words clearly and was about to ask a question but before she could speak the older woman opened the door and pushed her into the room. For a place that possess a fancy bar…the office looks extremely bland. The wallpaper is light grey, on the left and right side of this room there are cabinets and desks, that each possess some formal looking guy typing the keys on their keyboards. At the back there are just some bigger looking cabinets while in the middle of this room, sitting by a desk with a bunch of paperwork on it, is some kind of female. Her height is approximately five foot eight inches while she appeared to be flat-chested and flat-reared. The eyes were brown and her hair is both black and extremely short…but with a ponytail on the back. Her grey business suit reveals no cleavage while her matching skirt reaches all the way below both knees. It was when the only door in and out of this room shut that the eyes of this woman shot up towards the two that entered through the door way.
Her right hand placed down a piece of paper work as her high-heeled legs made their way around her own desk before looking coldly yet calmly at the two in front of her. The brunette took a couple of steps back and placed her back against the wall, diverting the business woman’s undivided attention to the young blonde. Those brown eyes caused multiple shivers to go down the girl’s spine but after a few silent seconds the women looked up towards the swimsuit wearer, with a slightly unimpressed look on her face.
Business Woman: You expect me to believe that this tiny doll could be good for us?
Woman By Wall: She was the only one that wasn’t taken away by the security guards…
Business Woman: That isn’t any excuse Hilda! This little thing is obviously some school flunking, cheerleader wannabe that believe she only needs to swing her ass left and right to get some easy pay. I mean look at her! She’s too shy to even say anything. Anyway…
The business woman’s voice was sharp and completely remorseless when she spoke to Hilda, the woman that took the blonde into this room, but her entire tone changed to when she said “anyway.” It was if the female changed her attitude at a snap of a finger but the blonde didn’t have anytime to think when the business lady looked down at her and continue to speak.
Business Woman: So, before we start this job interview I feel curious…are you eighteen?
Blonde Girl: No.
Business Woman: Nineteen?
Blonde Girl: No.
Business Woman: Twenty?
Blonde Girl: No.
Business Woman: Then how old are you? No offence, but you’re a bit too small to be a normal twenty-eight year old.
The small blonde looked down on the floor nervously, completely silent. What would the reason for this be? Without leaving any second to guessing the blonde looked back up towards the woman and spoke truthfully.
Blonde Girl: Thirteen.
At that one word every male in the room stopped what they were doing and stared incomplete shock toward this young girl. If this was a cartoon Hilda’s eyes would have bulged out of their sockets while the business woman looked completely startled. Is the girl serious? Why would someone her own age look for a job instead of doing her homework? She was about to ask the thirteen year old for the truth but she could tell, by looking into the blonde’s eyes, that the girl was speaking the truth. So she just turned her back on the blonde and spoke her next few words coldly.
Business Woman: Hilda, take this child out of my building…she’s bound to have some homework to do for her parents.
With that the woman made her way to the front of the desk. The young blonde looked completely devastated while all the men shrugged, feeling slightly sorry for the girl, before continuing their work. It was when Hilda stepped forward and placed her right hand on the girl’s left shoulder that the blonde began to show a reaction. She pushed the brunette’s hand away and spoke out.
Blonde Girl: Please don’t turn me away madam. I have nowhere, no one, to go to. Mommy’s gone…daddy’s missing…I can’t even afford to go to school…
Was she lying? This sounds too unbelievable to a point but the tone of the girl’s voice was exactly the same as the time when she spoke of her age. Either these words are true or not, they are hitting a nerve of the business woman…but she kept her back to the girl, trying to fully understand the words she is listening to.
Blonde Girl: I need this job so I can afford to live in my home…
It after this line that Hilda put both her hands on the girl’s shoulders but before she could do anything the woman in charge turned around to look directly at the brunette.
Business Woman: I’ll handle this, so you can let her go if you like.
Even though the line ended with “if you like” Hilda knew that the woman’s tone was one of telling her a command. So Hilda let go of the girl and backed up once more against the wall. The few moments that followed was the woman going back to the other side of the desk to do some kind of paperwork…but only with one sheet, a bit odd isn’t it? Meanwhile the thirteen year old blonde wiped some of the tears, which has formed during her few words. After a few more moments the woman looked up from the paper and signalled the youthful teenager to come forward So she did before seeing some kind of contract…yet before the blonde could read it the woman spoke out about this very contract.
Business Woman: Here are your two choices, child. Choice one is that you leave this building and step within ten metres of this area ever again. The other choice is to sign this contract. If you sign this contract you will work here as a waitress but you won’t be getting paid. Instead you will take anything that you treasure from your old house and move into my house, where I’ll teach you some very basic education. So its either A) Return to your old wreck of a life. Or B) Have a new life with me as both your boss and legal guardian. And when its just us you can call me by my first name, Brandi, but I’ll only answer to “Madam” at work, got it?
At first the young blonde wasn’t full happy, it appeared to her as a whole live badly or work without payment. But that thought quickly changed when the girl heard the rest of Brandi’s words. Brandi was offering her the chance to be cared about for the first time in so long. The young girl’s eyes watered lightly at how much this woman seem to care about her…so without any thought at all the blonde cheerfully spoke her gratitude before delightfully signing the contract.
And so there it was…the day that Rebecca Smith started working for “Brandi’s Exotic Nightclub.”
Scene Two: Crown Some Kind Of Bombshell Champion…Right?
Time: 3:11PM 21st October 2011
Today is such a beautifully sunny day in the city of and not only is the day sunny but the day also have a purpose other then lounging around on any possible beach. Today is something called “When Worlds Collide Fan Axess,” an event where wrestlers and fans socialise themselves with each other as the wrestlers sign autographs while trying to sell their products to the very same bunch of people…what? Can’t a wrestler attempt to gain a possible tip? Well at the current moment a lot of wrestlers possess a huge amount of fans wanting his or her autographs, especially ones from Alexis Terry and Tyler Page. But rather surprisingly a huge amount of fans are wanting an autograph from one of most popular of the new divas that have arrived during the past few weeks. And that diva is non other then the only Rebecca Smith, otherwise commonly known as “The Exhibitionist.”
Even though the young nineteen year old was hugely cheerful about signing whatever the fans give her to sign, the air-headed Canadian is secretly worried that she will mess something up in front of so many fans. Yet none of this worry is preventing the rookie from smiling enjoyably to each fan. It is actually amazing how popular Rebecca could be after so little time. Last week she debuted in defeating Paris for a shot at the TWE Bombshell Championship and it was just four days ago that miss Smith has defeated one Yasmeen as her Championship opponent, Endee Leights, watched. So in just eleven days The Exhibitionist has become the most popular newcomer to Total Wrestling Entertainment. While the ex-stripper continued to sign autographs she knew that an official cameraman to sitting to her right, recording the blonde’s process. So after a lot of signatures were signed, thus only having five more signings to do Rebecca faced the camera lens and began to speak.
Exhibitionist: Fan Axesses are so fun, aren’t they? All these nice people and their funny questions like “are you single?” and “can I please feel your butt?” And obviously I’m here to sign autographs and be involved with the fans, like all those rock bands do. But I guess it doesn’t hurt to say a couple of things about Endee, considering that she is my opponent in a couple of days…what is there to say about her though? Should I speak of how it seem that she is nowhere to be seen at this Fan Axess, so evidently Endee doesn’t care if any of the fans here are solely here to get her autograph, which is kind of a shame if you ask me. I can kind of understand her reason for this, considering that Endee has often been classed backstage as “socially awkward.” But if I had an issue I would put it aside for those I get paid to entertain in my favourite way.
While speaking out her words the blonde Canadian signed her autograph on a poster that the fan, who seem to be mid-forties, has handmade about of the main event between Alexis and Tyler. Unfortunately the air-head didn’t look where she was signing and accidentally wrote her signature over Alexis’ name on the World Championship. The fan wasn’t fully amused but instead of expressing his displeasure he walked off, possibly towards the World Champion’s “flawless” tent. Obviously this was an accident but was it really? Either way The Exhibitionist greeted the next fan, an old lady with her twelve year old grandson, with a smile on her face and began to sign the boy’s cap. After the cap was finished boy delightfully put it on and the blonde smiled to him before starting to write her autograph on the old lady’s Bryan Valentine t-shirt while continuing to speak to the camera.
Exhibitionist: What do I know about my opponent Endee Leights? Well, erm…er, she defeated Yasmeen and somebody else in a triple threat match to be in this match. What else do I know about her? Well…she’s from Atlanta, which is somewhere in Georgia…right? She’s four years older then me and has a name of An-a-belle Raq-u-el Rie Mon-te-go, did I pronounce it right? Sorry if I didn’t. But anyway, I guess the most important thing I know about this Leights is that she has been here for five months, five months longer then I have…so she has five months of experience over me and could use that to beat me at my pay per view debut. But then again maybe my youth could out energise her, just like some Englishman with the nickname of “hamster” once said…I think it goes like “this is a marathon, not a sprint.” Wait a second, how is sprinting needed inside a wrestling ring? I mean, its only like sixteen feet by sixteen feet or something…so there is no room for a sprint, I think…
Both her soft yet deep Canadian accent and sweet smile remained as the blonde youngster attempted to pronounce the real name of one Endee Leights. She probably failed badly but the air-headed rookie didn’t mind this factor as the female managed to successfully sign the t-shirt without any form of error…except the fact she signed the damn shirt upside down. The old woman didn’t seem to mind this though, maybe it was because she wasn’t paying much attention to it, and thanked The Exhibitionist for her signing both items and tried to walk off, most likely towards Bryan Valentine’s table. The woman was stopped, however, by her grandson, who didn’t want to leave Rebecca yet. So, after looking into her the eyes of her grandchild, the aging elder took out a camera before making her request to the young blonde.
With a bright smile across her face the Canadian rookie nodded her head before getting around the table. The next thing was that The Exhibitionist went down to one knee and gave the child a one hand hug while smiling to the camera. The picture was taken and the old woman once again expressed her gratitude before the grandma grandson duo finally walked off towards Bryan Valentine’s table. While they walked off the young blonde got back to her seat, that happen to be at the other side of the table, before greeting the next fans with a smile and a cheerful handshake. This next fan is a male that stood somewhere about six foot one inch and his body appears to be like late twenties. His hair was brown while his eyes are abyssal black. And the thing that he wanted the female to sign is the very object he placed on her table…the Canadian flag. So the blonde eagerly agrees to sign it but chose to speak to the camera lens once more while writing down her signature.
Exhibitionist: From what I understand Endee Leights is one of the very few females to actually be here for at lease five months. Thus saying that either the women’s division has been suffering for along time…or that she is unlike all the other women that has entered and exited TWE. I have only been here to two weeks and already I have become extremely popular among these wonderful fans…so I guess that the division is not doing so well. But that isn’t fully a bad thing, sometimes its better getting people demanding more then it is to overstay your welcome…I least I think that is right. Anyway, if you happen to be watching this Endee, I personally nothing against you but in two days time it will be me versus you to crown some kind of Bombshell Champion…right? And if that is that case then if it is going to be either me or you, then no offence but I’ll go for me. But then again, I am just a rookie that you have quite a bunch of experience over.
Her sweet, innocent, joyful voice was clearly heard as Rebecca spoke everyone of her words. Half way through these words miss Smith finished writing her signature on the flag, that was for once done perfectly, yet the fan refused to move the flag in case it would interrupt the blonde. The female looked back to the fan and smiled lightly towards the fan before thanking him for his time. The fan simply nodded before heading off to Tyler Page’s stand. Only one fan remains of this queue and this one is a female who possess both blonde hair and fiery red eyes. In her right hand is a bag of action figure, non of them being of The Exhibitionist, while in her left is a sheet of paper that has loads and loads of signatures on it, ranging from Chris Cane all the way to Austin Reynolds. The blonde woman only placed the sheet on the table and pointed to it in a speechless manner. The nineteen year old wasn’t sure if the fan was too occupied to speak or just being basically being rude but the air-headed diva simply shrugged before attempting to sign the piece of paper. While signing this piece of paper Rebecca chose to give most of her attention to the camera recording her and began to speak once again.
Exhibitionist: But experience is the one thing that both Paris and Yasmeen has over me. And I have managed to beat both of them without obtaining any form of injury. So I guess it means that experience ain’t going to matter in our match Endee...at lease I think it shouldn't matter. After all, rookies have defeated the veterans in very important battles before. Like how Luke Skywalker defeated Darth Vader and how Joey Wheeler beat Bandit Keith in a card game…I think they’re good examples…anyway. Before I get myself lost, the point I’m trying to put forward is that while experience might be quite useful it won’t win you every fight you might get yourself in, either intentional or not.
It should be pretty obvious by now that both me and Leights are possibly among the three best divas currently in this company, the other being the World Champion Alexis Terry, since all three of us are the only females to actually be wrestling in any important matches at the this “When Worlds Collide” event. So I guess it is possibly the greatest thing for this company to have me versus Endee for this Championship…I can’t wait to see the look on my trainer’s face when I show him my Title, but that would have to be a few days after winning it…
The Canadian’s tone expressed both confidence and glee as each word escaped those lips of adolescence. Predictably, with the naïve blonde’s attention more focused on the camera then the paper, The Exhibitionist accidentally wrote her signature dead in the middle of the paper, over the names of “Terry” and “Tyler.” The woman appeared to be completely miffed and opened her mouth to shout at the blonde but quickly stopped once she spotted Zack Ryder’s desk. In a sudden heartbeat she rushed off towards him…probably aiming to be “Broski of the Week.” Once the young diva realised that the silent fan was last person in the queue she sighed a breath of relief. For a first time out Rebecca has done a wonderful job, in her view, at this Fan Axess. Many fans came to have her autograph and each one got it, some not in the best or clearest of places but altogether the air-head has done quite well for a rookie who is due her pay per view debut in two days and two nights. The nineteen year old female looked away while doing this sigh of relief before glancing back over to the cameraman with a cheerful smile on her face. While smiling Rebecca spoke up one last time…weird how never once has the blonde not smiled in front of a camera.
Exhibitionist: If you indeed watching this footage, instead of just being at this fun Axess, I wish you the best of luck in our Championship match Endee Leights. Even if I lose I won’t hold any form of a grudge against you, while I sincerely hope that it is the same the other way round and I also hope that we’ll have such a…er, hmm, erm…I know, have a fun match. So until this Sunday I’ll only say these last few words to you Little Miss “When I’m Small.” Enjoy yourself tomorrow because on the very next night it will be time for your Booty Call.
Once those words exited her lips The Exhibitionist smile grew in size before looking back to see a few more fans lining up to have an autograph. The blonde instantly greeted them with a sweet giggle before beginning to do some more autographs, with the more often then not picture session with some of them. The cameraman meanwhile stood up, turned around and wandered off aimlessly towards the centre of the Fan Axess, possibly where the likes of Kinley Beau and Randy Orton shall be. Does The Exhibitionist have any chance against Endee Leights, the girl who three match experts believe will win this Divas Championship? Does The Exhibitionist have any plans towards an opponent who saw her skills at ringside just four days ago? And what does Endee Leights have up her sleeve? Hopefully al three of these questions shall be answered at Total Wrestling Entertainment’s “When Worlds Collide II.”