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Lexi von Aaron vs. Stacy Kissinger; Television Championship Eliminator
Topic Started: Sep 20 2017, 03:32 PM (48 Views)
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Television Championship Eliminator
Lexi von Aaron vs. Stacy Kissinger


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Deadline: Noon ET Tuesday, September 26, 2017
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ooc willy and chad appear with permission or what i consider as permission cause i do what ever i want. first bit off cam shoot is on...or whatever you know the fucking deal. had a sweet ass computer crash so i lost much of my rp but i recovered decently

I've been with chad for over a month now.


We started out with the twisted little deal you help me hurt people i let you kill me...But it evolved into something more. Id say we're a couple even though hes married to a person that most resembles a walrus. But i am his bitch she can be his wife all day. But i am the one that he sleeps next to i am the one he actually wants to spend time with. I'm living in this house...this huge fucking house not because i asked to. No chad asked me to move in with him because he needs me like i need him. I need him because stareing in his eyes as he calls me a little fucking whore while reaches back and tightly grabs my hair. Is a rush i never felt and each time i always respond the same "your whore" and he doesnt say anything else he just kisses me roughly. And its funny its like our version of i love you. If either of us believed that shit. Love is an illusion created by hallmark or to give the masses hope for something more. or a justification for trapping yourself.

I live for those moments i never knew what i wanted from a companion/spouse/boyfriend/fuck buddy till i met chad. I know now i want to be owned by some one i want to be their possesion. Now dont get me wrong he's mine to and i know for a fact if i wanted him to devorice the fat cow and give me a ring and marry me he would he'd do it begrudgenly but thats...just so boring so mundane i dont need a ring or a little piece of paper to tell me i am his. I know it in my soul i know he is mine more then some fucking ring or piece of paper could ever tell me. I didnt know what i wanted to i picked the good guy. I tried to get what others have and what i believe i wanted. i havent had a home since i graduated high school ive had a series of storage units and apartments. i stayed at friends houses...my moms even my asshole brothers so in a sense even though i was never "homeless". I always had money got by... and i never really cared for a home. But where i am now... it feels like home.

Months ago i was at my worst months ago. I was miserable and i didnt care if i lived or died as long as i got my pound of flesh as long. i wanted to make every one else feel like i felt and i knew chad was the way. I knew for some reason that chad would be the answer to all my questions and all my problems. I at first thought of it as a thing where it could help my career. But even that seemed to quickly disappear the more i spent time with Chad.

With Chad i was different then i was with every one else i felt i could be me. And at the same time it felt like he pushed me to dare to be me. To not allow myself to be what others wanted me to be or what society said i should be. None of that shit mattered when i was around chad. I have never felt this way before in my life. Months ago when i was so into "him" it was about being with a guy who improved me...who was so good he made me a good person. it was stupid i was stupid for trying to be some one i was not.

I tried to be good but i've always been bad... ive always been lost and i didnt see it. But now i am lost in a holy different way. I am lost in the grasp of god. Lost in his embrace lost in his embrace. The way this feels the way being with chad makes me feel is so intense it is really like nothing i have ever experienced before. its like this constant high...i mean besides the drugs...which is also a high...

We arrive at the airport im a little buzzed from doing a line in the bath room before landing. Just to take care of the jetlag or whatever. I feel better then i have in awhile i am coming off of a big win which was made even better because it was with Chad.

I walk down the corridor and spot the duty free shop and decide to pick up some drinks to take care of the feeling that i have to work tonight. Yes i am happy in my personel life i am with chad and im not being treated like crap by some asshole with a stupid hair cut.

I'm looking over my options for my latest Amy Chastine impression also known as getting drunk. tapping my chin deciding how i want to get intoxicated today. When i feel a tap on my shoulder.

Lexi: Fuck off no autographs i dont want to sign your shit for ebay.

???: I dont want your autograph.

I reconize the voice instantly and turn around and see William Mason i roll my eyes.

Lexi: What do you want then "William".

I say as i turn around avoiding eye contact as i look annoyed.

William: No ones heard from you since RTG you cut off Contact with Lenore and Channel. I even heard you havent talked to your mom. She even called me up worried about you thinking you were still staying with me.

Lexi: I dont need your hand outs or your pitty "William" I have Chad now and he's taking care of me.

William: Your friends and your family are worried about you.

Lexi: My friends... hah They havent tried to call me either its been radio silence both ways William. And my mom probably just wants my stuff out of her apartment or to borrow some money. Now can you get out of my way i cant open the door to this fridge with you in the way.

William: All this drinking isnt good for you Lexi. and who knows what else your doing you smell like a cheech and chong movie.

Lexi: How can i smell like a movie.

William: I am trying to be a friend Lexi i've known you since you were a teenager coming to our place to swim in our pool. And look at you buying booze and stinking of pot and on god knows what jesus Lexi you need to look-

Lexi: I do look in the mirror William and you know what i see... a beautiful woman a sexy woman with a sweet ass who till now was treated like trash or a fucking burden at best by everyone including my suposed family and friends. And chad you know what he treats me like he treats me like a queen he buys me whatever i want he lets me drink or do whatever i want and we have fun. Im not some charity project for him. Like i was for you what you feel like you have to repay kharma for the bad shit you've done? So you see poor lexi and you think helping me out will even the scales...fuck William your a shit person everybody knows it you spent years fucking every woman who'd give you the time of day. And betrayed them soon as you had a chance. I'm not going to be the one you "save" and I'm not going to fuck you im not going to make you feel better about any past shit you've done cause frankly i dont give a fuck.

William: Lexi your going down a bad path.

Lexi: And thats better then what i was doing chasing some guy that gave zero fucks about me. That kicked me in the face regularly because all i ever did was love him. Fuck no im not doing that shit i am not being that weak again. You know what chad encourages me to do...hurt people. He encourages me to use this gift that i have the gift of wrestling which honestly i some times wish i had never trained for but because of who my brother is i was pretty much expected to. I dont love this sport...i actually kind of hate it. I find that most of those people in that locker room your self included William are self indulgent back stabbing assholes. See i am going to put a knife in some one but im not going to do it from behind i am going to put it right imbetween their eyes. -belch- Sorry...not really But i know i am a bad person i know chad is a bad person and he sure as hell knows it to. But we embrace that we dont lie to ourselves like most of you fucking sheep do saying what you do is for the greater good of scw. No one in scw gives a fuck about SCW they give a fuck about themselves about getting their turn with the big shinny fucking belt. Its all such bullshit i dont hate the place for some bullshit self loathing reason which yea i am. I hate it because it promotes greed, conceit, and being a total fucking fake... and me.. im not a fucking fake.

I say pulling out two bottles of hard alchol or i assume are im only half paying attention at this point.

William: You know what fine i tried to help. But you obviously know what you are doing and you dont care. I thought that we were friends but really you arent anyones friend you are like a leech that just latches on and sucks the life out of people not caring who you hurt or if you hurt your self.

Lexi: Got me there i dont care if i hurt myself or any one else...besides Chad. Does that make you jealous...im one of the few woman that isnt one of your conquests and chad...he gets to do whatever he wants to me. And he does William he does whatever he fucking wants to me...does that make you jealous. Go on deny it say you only have eyes for miss Dior. But the truth is for years you wanted this but i would never give it to you. And now you see some one else is getting it and it pisses you off. It pisses you off that he gets to use me in ways you probably dreamed of. He gets to be rough with me in ways Bree would never let you... Oh William if you could only see the things Chad has done to me.

William: Fuck this im done with you i tried to help i tried to guide you in the right direction.

Lexi: What on to your cock?

William: Fuck off Lexi your a bitch and you are going to end up hurt if not by chad by yourself.

Lexi: So isnt every one hurt at some point isnt that what life is all about ? Oh can you spot me some cash. These two they'll get me wasted right?
The teller at the counter nods.
I say with a smirk my purse is right on me but im being a bitch just to see what he'll do. As i place the two bottles on the counter and look to William he shakes his head and pulls out some bills and drops them on the counter.

William: Consider this the end of our friendship.

William walks away I shrug. Taking the two bottles with me as I head out the entrance of the airport and find chad waiting for me with a limo. I see William a few cars away glaring at me.

Lexi: Kiss me and grab my ass...hard.

Chad glances and see's William watching us and Does as i ask pulling me in roughly i am defenseless to his kiss i cant stop him with the two bottles in my hand. and he kisses me i respond kissing him back opening my eyes just to see if william is still watching. I look at him with what chad calls the smug lexi bitch look and William gets in his limo slamming the door behind him.

Chad: What was that about.

Lexi: Just burning some bridges.

Chad: you bitch.

Lexi: Not just any bitch...your Bitch.

Lexi i say with a smile as chad guides me into the limo. I smile and place the bottles on the seat moving on top of Chad as he sits on the leather seats i continue to kiss him grinding myself against him. And the rest...really is none of your business.

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Stacy Stacy Stacy...

Its that time again...oh you dont know what time it is? Its that time where you come out spew some crap that no one cares about or can barely understand due to that ridiculous accent of yours. And then i come out and i beat the crap out of you. Slap you around and pretty much make you my bitch. which is funny god's bitch...making you her bitch. But thats how its going to be and how its going to continue to be because Chad told me to. And i am a Good little bitch Stacy i do what god tells me.

You see Chad hates you Stacy not for anything you ever did to him. No no you've never been on his level no because you are just a stupid annoying living hallmark card of a person. Such a sentimental shit that for some reason some of these idiot fans cheer for despite the fact that for all intent purposes you suck. You won some titles years ago prob when i was still in high school so i guess beating you does have some meaning. If i cared about titles...which i dont.

I do in the sense that...yes it will make my paycheck bigger and then i will get to buy that diamond necklace i've been eyeing. but other then that nope...dont care. The TV title is held by Rayvn Taylor a angry evil lesbian..or bisexual genius that is like if the brain from pinky and the brain fucked the bitch from game of thrones. Shes a threat i wont lie fuck shes won more titles in her career then i have career wins. And that would mean a lot...if i gave a shit

The increase in pay... that will be great. But on Breakdown i'm not getting out of my comfy bed at the hotel room...taking that limo down to the arena and getting in that tight ass leather gear i wear. And walking down that aisle and be stared at by the largest gathering of perverts and losers in this shit cities history. For a title. I am doing it Stacy because i want to hurt you. Because i want to make you scream. I want to give you a concussion Stacy i want to cut down that career of yours. I want to feel my knee collide with your skull over and over again.

Not because this is personal Stacy...But because i enjoy hurting people. Not because you did anything bad to me ever. you didnt i had no reason to attack you. Other then my god said it would make him smile. He just finds it amusing to see you suffer. And i do to. The TV title shot is like a bonus. Whats really important to me is that i can hurt you that maybe when i take a hold of your arm for an armbar...i take one of those pretty manicured fingers of yours and I SNAP THAT BITCH! Why because it will make you scream...and that is music to my ears.
I hate a whole lot of people in that locker room more then you Stacy. But you just have shitty luck because you said...or did something to annoy chad and that is what has led you to the night you have ahead of you. You are going to be in that cramped room sitting their after our match as the doctor checks your head...for concussions checks your bones for breaks. Because i could have beaten you i could have out wrestled you any day of the week but instead i am going to go out there...and hurt you Stacy.


You are pretty much Foreplay for Chad and I. Consider it an honor really that you get to be part of it. I maim you and then Chad will....you KNOW me. Thats the kind of people we are Stacy we arent country bumpkins who sit down after a hard days work and have a nice glass of lemonade and relax on the porch. We enjoy hurting others. And we dont care enough about you to hate you..or like you. your annoying but hate is an emotion that involves effort and be honest stacy are you really worth that kind of effort? i dont think so. but hurting you going out there and being paid to hurt you...a very annoying human being. that is worth it. We will enjoy that. We get off on suffering we get off on making people hurt and bitch we are going to use you...to use your pain...your suffering...to get off. And you Stacy when its all said and done can just...get...lost.
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