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A quick stroll through town,; and a bunch of trash talk too.
Topic Started: Jan 24 2010, 07:58 PM (95 Views)
Abigail Starr
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=/=Abigail Starr walks around her hometown of State College, downtown. She’s all bundled up to the point of no recognition, wearing black sunglasses and the puffiest black coat with a leopard fur trimmed hood, leather black gloves, dark blue skinny jeans, and tan Ugg boots. She would consider this her more casual look. Abigail is always dressed for the part, whether its tights and a short skirt for wresting, or a sexy black dress and red heels for her party date nights, she’s always looking her best in the given situation.=/=

“Highlander, you don’t have to worry about trying to beat me. It will never happen. I’ve been in this federation longer than you, and I feel I have more experience too. You said it yourself, I was Impact Champion when you came into the federation. What you failed to recognize is that just shy of two months later, I regained that title, and to this very day, I believe I’m still the only wrestler to be a two-time champion. I am going for a third time, and it’s going to be a successful feat. True, I lost my title for the second time, but that was due to me getting run over in my parking lot brawl against Angel. Not exactly the most fair way to loose the belt, wouldn’t you say? I was in a fucking coma for three weeks for Christ’s sakes! Ever since my ‘accident’, it had made me come to realize that I have to come back and fight for what I want. I’ve been bulking up, pairing with Franklin Fredrickson, and training more and more. I’m stronger than ever, and I’m ready to come back and show everyone what I’ve got. No more hand outs, no more miss nice girl. No. I’m back with a vengeance, and Highlander, I’m coming for you.”

=/=Abigail continues to walk on the streets of downtown State College, looking around as she sees all the college students carrying backpacks that make them look like they’re about to fall flat on their backs. She laughs, finding the whole situation quite humorous. She reaches into her pocket and pulls out her puffs. “Man, I really need to quit smoking, it’s not really helping my training much, just making it harder and harder everyday”, she says to herself. “Hah! I could never quit, I simply won’t.”=/=

“Mr. Re, you claim to be drug free and everything, so here, try one of these and believe me when I say that you’ll never go back to the drug free lifestyle. Although it makes me weaker in the lungs and my workouts harder, at least me makes prove to people that just because drugs are bad for you, doesn’t mean you can’t be just as successful as someone who is drug free. You, Mr. Re, are just a stone in the pathway of Jarvis King, and it’s not going to be any different when I get a hold of you. I’m going to totally annihilate you ‘Mister Re-tard’, you don’t even know what’s to come from me.

=/=Abigail takes the final puff of her joint, and then throws it to the ground, and then smashes it into the sidewalk with her foot. She then turns to the camera, blows a kiss towards it, and then flings her hair over her shoulder.=/=

“Colton honey, you think you are the hotshot of this federation because your first profession was a stuntman. Let me tell you, that’s not going to help you go very far in this federation. You’re cocky attitude isn’t going to help you get very far either. Most wrestlers here in CWF hate the cockiness of other wrestlers, and to me, it makes that wrestler seem kind of childish. You know what else it does for them? It makes them look like selfish, and in the end, they’re always the ones that loose it. They’re always the ones that make themselves look bad. And you, my dearest dearest friend, are getting yourself into this very situation. What would I recommend you do then, you may ask? Well, I recommend that you fight your very best this Tuesday. After all, it’s the Genesis pay-per-view this week, and you wouldn’t want to disappoint all your fans, now would you? Wait, that’s right! You don’t have any fans, you poor poor soul, I guess I’ll just have to kick your ass even more then. I have to show my fans that I don’t need to be in a tag-team anymore.”

After the accident, I felt that I couldn’t do it on my own anymore. That’s no longer the case in this situation. Being in a tag-team was just holding me back from showing all the capabilities I really do have. It wasn’t Franklin holding me back, and it wasn’t Emily being the bitch that she is either, it was more like me holding myself back, letting someone else do my work when I was too tired, or weak to go on. I’m coming to Genesis this week, and I’m going to show that I’m better and stronger than ever. All of those people out there that hate me because of the relationship I had with J. Rish, and for the fact that I smoke pot. Hah! Suit yourself, but don’t come to me apologizing someday when I become the greatest known wrestler of all time. I agree, what I had done in the past, was wrong on several accounts, and I regret most of those decisions to this very day. But the past is the past, and those regrets and decisions are the things that are bettering myself as a person these days.

“As for you Shark Boy, we were partners in crime when we were in the Enterprise together, but that’s not going to stop me from kicking the shit out of you. I’m going to be even harder on you due to the fact that you and I used to be in the same stable. In my opinion we were the best one in CWF, but due to an unfortunate loss, that stable had to be broken apart. Now we both have gone our separate ways, and I joined up with Franklin for a short time, while you joined arms with Mr. Re, another unfortunate soul in the match this week. You too have been loosing a lot recently, and I don’t know if you have noticed, but. Although my record since the accident has been be getting worse and worse, it’s still better than yours. That’s kind of a shame really. But, like you said yourself, shit happens, life’s a bitch, and you bloody well will get smoked up by me. And, I’m sure you’re looking forward to it, aren’t you ‘little bud’?

=/=-Abigail winks at the camera and turns to take her walk back to her apartment, passing all the hopeless college students again, and then begins to chuckle to herself when she actually sees a student trip on the sidewalk, and her papers fly all over the place and some get blown away with the wind. She walks by the girl, looks at her and a few other people scrambling to help her get what papers they can save for her, and then she just laughs out loud and hit’s the notebook out of the girls arms, points and laughs and then walks away, once again.=/=

“Finally I come to you, Mr. Chris Xtreme. You are right when you say that you and I are the first to be fighting for the Paramount Title after having the Impact title. The part that you’re wrong about though, is that you’ll be walking out victorious. I can’t believe you can even think that. Have you even won anything since you won the roster-wide battle royal back in July of 2009? Sure you have, but I don’t think beating F. Matos, or in your case, Birdman, is really that hard of a feat. Even that match you had the help of Chaolin Sahn, and to me, it looks like you two have gone to two completely different spectrums of the playing field. Chaolin Sahn is still main even material, and you my dear, I’m sorry to announce, are not. You have managed to dig yourself into a hole that I’m afraid you’ll never be able to get out of. You’ve had a lot of losses in your career here, and unfortunately, looking at the current lineup, it doesn’t look too promising for you this time either.

=/=Abigail walks into her apartment, where she sees Alex making some cookies in the oven, even though he’s passed out on the couch. “Good thing I got here when I did, I guess”, she said as Alex woke up from hearing her come in the door.=/=

“My cookies!” he screamed.

“It’s okay, they’re fine.”

“Good, I made them for you for good luck this Tuesday.”

“Are you sure Omega didn’t rub off on you last week?”

“Hahah. Yeah, I’m sure.”

=/=Abigail pulls the cookies out of the oven, and placing them on a hot pad to cool before removing from the cookie sheet.=/=
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