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Erm, can I have your attention please?, Finally!| Kid Love |
Posted: Nov 18 2008, 03:41 PM
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 Group: » FeVer Athlete Posts: 29 Member No.: 415 Joined: 30-September 08  |
The scene opens up with a woman dressed in a very short, white nurses outfit. The woman has long brown hair and she is stood at a table applying oil to her hands. We are inside someone’s locker room and it is filled with candles and the sound of the relaxing sea engulfing the room. The woman turns around away from the table and walks over to a massage table which as none other than Kid Love laying on his front naked except for a small white towel around his bum. The ‘nurse’ begins to rub her hands slowly over the UIWF wrestlers back. She is working hard to get all the knots out of it.
Nurse: You are so tense, if you wanted we could do this on a regular basis. You could even come around to my place to have the, shall we say, treatment! Kid Love doesn’t flinch; he is almost acting as if he knew this would happen. Kid Love: Well if you honestly think it would help me to attend theses treatments I guess I should make the effort to come. The nurse smiles and begins to blush. Nurse: Believe me, it will help you feel less stressed, in fact we could go right now to my place if you wanted to have a better ambience? Kid Love once again doesn’t move. He is a former model with the world at his feet; he knew very well that this woman was going to want him the minute he saw her. He doesn’t need to jump up like a dog on heat, he could have women ten times more attractive that the one stood over him, so why not let the bitch wait a bit. Kid Love: Well maybe you should finish off the treatment here and then tonight after I have been to the gym you could give me some extra treatment. Just then the door opens and the whole relaxing ambience is shattered by the sound of Miss Armstrong screaming at the top of her voice. Miss Armstrong: Who the fuck are you, bitch? Kid Love jumps up off the massage table at the sound of Miss Armstrong’s voice. He is struggling to wrap the towel around his waist as Miss Armstrong lunges at the nurse. Miss Armstrong grabs hold of the startled nurse’s hair and begins to swing her about like she is a caged animal. Kid Love grabs hold of Miss Armstrong and gets her off the nurse who scarpers off out of the room. Miss Armstrong is fuming and she has a big chunk of the nurse’s hair still in her right hand. Kid Love: What the hell are you doing? Kid Love is clearly not pleased with Miss Armstrong's actions; she hates seeing other women with Kid Love and this is not a scene she would of liked. Miss Armstrong: What am I doing? What the fuck is that slag doing more like? I could of done that for you, but yet you go get some two-dollar hooker to give you a massage. Kid Love: She is a professional; she does it for a living. I rang up the UIWF management and told them about this niggling back pain I have had since last week. They told me they would get one of their masseurs to come see me at the arena today. Miss Armstrong: Professional my arse, I have never seen a professional masseur go to work with a belt instead of a skirt. Miss Armstrong is waiting for a reply, she knows Kid Love is lying about the UIWF management sending this woman but she wants to hear his excuse. Kid Love: Look Jess you know I only have eyes for you. Hell I turned down Pamela Anderson for you so why would I be after someone like her? What does that skanky hoe have that you don’t have anyway? I would have had you give me the massage but I know full well that after a second of you rubbing my back I would of ripped your clothes off. Come on baby don’t get angry. Kid Love strokes the face of Miss Armstrong, moving her hair away from her face. She still looks rather angry but slowly her face begins to change to a shy smile. Kid Love had done it he had calmed her down. Miss Armstrong: I know you do hun but I don’t want women like her near you especially when you’re half naked. What did you want me to think? Next time I will do it or get someone in, how does that sound? Kid Love: Sounds good honey. Miss Armstrong leans in and hugs Kid Love; he looks really angry at losing out on getting the nurse’s phone number. Miss Armstrong pulls away and Kid Love instantly changes his expression and is now smiling at her now. Miss Armstrong: Anyway I brought you this. She pulls out a videotape from her bag and hands it to Kid Love. Kid Love: What is this? Miss Armstrong: It’s Kurt Angle’s promo. I knew you wouldn’t have seen it so I thought I would bring it in for you. Anyway I better get off and sort out a masseur for you for Vindication. I will see you tonight for that meal you promised me. Kid Love looks confused. Kid Love: What meal? Miss Armstrong: The meal you owe me now that I have caught you with her! Kid Love nods his head in a reluctant manner as Miss Armstrong pecks him on the cheek and walks out of the room. Kid Love waits for the door to shut before kicking over the massage table. Kid Love: Bitch, I was looking forward to smashing that from behind tonight. Oh well maybe next time. Kid Love walks over to his television in the corner of the locker room. He takes a look at the video and wonders if it will be worth watching a Kurt Angle promo, surely all that will be said will be ‘I won my Olympic medal with a freckin broken neck’ and how he held the World title some time in the past. Kid Love decides he should still watch the tape just in case. He puts it in and sits down on his leather couch ready to be ‘entertained’. Kid Love watches and listens carefully to the promo, he sniggers as Cindy Walker turns out to be the one to bring up the broken neck shit. The promo finally finishes and Kid Love stands up and stops the tape. He turns to the camera and begins to clap. Kid Love: That was amazing! I mean I have seen The Green Mile but that right there was special. How the hell did you get that bimbo to say your catchphrase? I know it wasn’t on an autocue because the slag can’t read, even more so since Disturbed dropped her. Well I guess it will go down in the UIWF unsolved mysteries but one thing did come out of that promo Kurt. Kid Love begins to walk to the back of the couch and carries on talking. Kid Love: That this little thing finally got your attention! Kid Love lifts up a folded blue chair. The chair is covered in stained blood and Kid Love has a sick looking smile on his face. Kid Love: Why did it take this thing right here to get your attention? Shouldn’t me crushing the dreams of a washed up Karate Kid wannabe grab your attention? What is that a no? Ok well what about me kicking out of a fucking Gore? Did that not get your attention? Oh wait you were back home in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania sat on your crippled arse watching repeats of your greatest matches on UIWF Demand, while Karen was getting shagged by everyone and anyone. You most likely didn’t see me push Rhino to the limit in only my second match in the UIWF. You see Kurt this thing right here shouldn’t of got your attention. The fact I am the only Superstar around this shit hole should have got your stupid, fucked up attention. I am on a collision course with the World Champion but right now I have to step in the ring with you. I should be the only thing you think about day and night but it took this stupid piece of metal for that to happen. Kid Love is showing a lot of intensity in his face. He hasn’t really been like this before but maybe he needs this to be a World Champion in the UIWF. Kid Love: I agree with you Kurt though on one thing because I don’t really care about Rayder. Yeah he is a former World Champion, yeah he talks a good fight but he is actually just like what he is fighting against. He can’t cut it anymore just like I am going to prove to the world that you can’t this week at Vindication. Its not rock science all this Kurt. I am the future of this company and if that means destroying a former great to become the jewel of this organisation, so be it. Last week you finally realised I was a true threat to you Kurt when I swung this chair. That’s all well and good Kurt but there is a slight problem. Kid Love leans into the camera and whispers. Kid Love: You realised too late! Kid Love leans back out and is smiling. Kid Love: So kiss the slag goodbye tomorrow night, make sure she doesn’t have the pool boys cum all over her mouth. Then pick up that old decaying gym back of yours, you know the one you held in your right hand after winning the Olympic Gold Medal back in 1896 with a freckin’ broken neck. Kid Love is mocking Kurt Angle and is putting on a voice trying to mimic him. Kid Love: Then come straight to the arena, make sure you shake the hands of the guys in the back, you know, the ones you have seen every week since you joined the UIWF. Then and only then Kurt can you kiss away your fading career because I am going to end it for good right in the middle of the ring. Kid Love smiles into the camera sickly. Kid Love: Who knows Kurt, maybe the management will turn next weeks Fever into a tribute night to you like they did with that other cripple. The one who went around calling himself the Dark Patriot, Shane Douglas! The only problem is I will have to stand up on the ramp again trying to stop myself from being sick. Maybe I could comfort Karen in her time of need. Nar fuck that, she’s well past her sell by date now anyway. Kid Love chuckles to himself. How sick is Kid Love, first he derogatively talks about Kurt’s wife, then he makes light of Shane Douglas’s death. Kid Love: One last thing Kurt. I was watching back the video from last week and I realised something. I realised how beautiful this noise is. Kid Love smashes the chair against the brick wall. The sicken thud sounds like the impact of the chair shot Kid Love delivered last week on Fever to Kurt’s skull. Kid Love: Beautiful isn’t it Kurt! Well see you soon Kurt since I now have your full attention. Kid Love walks off out of shot carrying the chair with him. The sick man is carrying the chair like a memento. Kurt Angle will have all his attention on Kid Love now but will that mean trouble for the cocky rookie? |
 
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