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Post by kimmy on Sept 11, 2009 14:41:12 GMT -5
***Kim laid back on a bench in her locker room, as she laid down the sweat built up made her hair stick to her forehead. She was exhausted and she knew she gave it all she had, she knew she gave it all she had and she fell short. Like she told Hayley, the younger girls were gaining an advantage, they were better then she was. Kim really could see with wide open eyes how true a statement that really was now. She breathed out a heavy sigh and closed her eyes, maybe in her dreams she'd be like it once was, and she fell asleep on the bench.***
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Post by cyn on Sept 11, 2009 21:42:06 GMT -5
Cyn suddenly enters the room. She'd been tipped off that Kim had ventured here after their match, and Cyn saw this as a golden chance to further her "agenda" with Kim. She stands in the doorway for a moment thinking to herself.
She looks like just the cutest little angel...
Without warning or hesitation, Cyn reaches back to the door, and with a thunderous heave, slams it shut. The sound was so loud it rivaled a gun being fired off in the room. It was sure to get Kim's attention.
WAKE UP, SLACKER!!! You and I need to have words.
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Post by kimmy on Sept 11, 2009 22:29:12 GMT -5
***The noise woke Kim, not startled for several reasons, she'd heard louder noises but it woke her and did piss her off. She thought to herself, what a bitch, first she beats me then she wakes me from my nap***
What kinda words because if it's just bullshit bragging.....then jog on bitch...
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Post by cyn on Sept 12, 2009 8:23:10 GMT -5
She couldn't help but grin at Kim's reaction.
Brag? Me? I don't need to brag, because that's what someone totally unsure of their own ability would do. Someone just...like...you. That's what all this is about after all. You. The fact that you've survived in this business for so many years by rinsing and repeating the same thing over, and over, and over. And then you have the nerve to wonder why fans, critics and even fellow wrestlers question if you have anything left in the tank. You're a one trick pony, and it's high time someone raided the Kim Hunter pity party and exposed that fact to the world. And that's where I come in. I know you're asking yourself why though. Well Kim, because no one else it seems has the heart to do it. Not even your so called "friends". Sure, that Jonas girl might have beat some sense into your head. But the simple fact of it all is, you're time has come and gone, and they don't have the heart to stand, look you in the face, and tell you that themselves. Some friends they are, eh?
A brief pause before concluding by saying.
Whereas I'm not your friend. I'm just someone who's sick and tired of seeing someone who's become washed up before they even hit 30 suck the life out of women's wrestling. I'm sick of how this "Diamond Division" as a whole is sucking the life out of women's wrestling. And I'm only now two matches into my tenure here in XWA. The rest of the herd I'll thin out as time permits. But the weakest link of the herd, I plan on snuffing out 1st and foremost. And in case you were wondering, that's you. I'm not at all satisfied with tonight, because you managed to get up and walk out of the ring. I won't be happy until the last image anyone sees of Kim Hunter in XWA, is you being carted out of an arena on a stretcher. I took you lightly tonight, and it forced me to have to change my gameplan on the fly to win. Next time, I won't need to.
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Post by kimmy on Sept 13, 2009 1:45:59 GMT -5
Blah blah, I've heard it all before people have been trying to "end it" by "carrying my ass out the arena on a stretcher" for years. I half expected you to be original but you're not.....why is that, hmm ??
Tad bit insecure, tad bit curious as to why I do what I do and how I keep going. Trust me, I know people and people don't try to get into my head and pick me apart if they don't find a curious need in it. Is that what kinda chick you are, the kind that likes to peer into the minds of others to see how they tick and try to take them apart ??
***Kim tapped her head***
Peer deep into this mind because it's complex, you'll have to dig through layers of stuff to get at what I'm sure you're looking for, and that's a way to convince me to quit. It's not gonna happen darling.
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Post by cyn on Sept 13, 2009 1:58:25 GMT -5
Following an unenthusiastic chuckle to herself, Cyn speaks her response.
I could less what goes on your head Hunter. From where I stand, there's nothing but cob webs and empty bottles of Guinness. I'm the one who expected you to be original, dear. But just read perfectly from the Kim Hunter playbook, all you do is blow it off like it doesn't matter. And it does, Kim. It truly, truly does. Because unlike any of the others who have tried to break you, the Bianca's and the Ina's of the XWA. I won't fail. And why you ask? Simple actually. Because I, unlike them, don't respect you. I mean look at you, what's their to respect? You carry yourself like a piece of trash, so it's my god given duty to treat you like a piece of trash, and eventually throw you out with the rest of the garbage. The only thought I'm concerned of you having, is the doubt you'll have week after week, while I make your life a living hell. And please, spare me the "My life's already a hell" line. I could give two pisses about you pathetic out of ring existence. It's in the ring, showing the entire world that you're nothing but wasted XWA money that I care about. When I'm finished with you...when the dust settles and smoke clears...there won't be much of Kim Hunter left. And you'll have all but no choice but to bow out with your head hung low and your tail between your legs. Fool yourself with that childish confidence all you want Kim, but the fact of the matter is...
...I'm better then you. End of story.
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Post by kimmy on Sept 14, 2009 22:47:55 GMT -5
You aren't better but you're talented enough to push me to the edge and beat me is what you are, say that you're better but here's the thing, girls like you Cyn are one dimensional with your veiled threats and your half hearted promises of ending it for me. You see for me no matter how bad I lose or how much I lose or how injured I am, I'm gonna keep coming back for more.....it's called true drive and true love, something you clearly don't have.
Now get the hell outta here unless there's something else that's on your mind.
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Post by cyn on Sept 14, 2009 23:03:24 GMT -5
Cyn puts her hand to her chin and "ponders" momentarily.
Do I have anything on my mind? Hmmmmmm. Oh...as a matter of fact I do. The look on your face when I beat you, again. And then when I beat you, again. Then again. And again. And again. Notice a pattern here? Ring Rage was only just the start. At the next show, I give a little more. And then after that, I really pour it on. My threats aren't veiled, Kim. They're in fact very, very real. It seems as if even though I won tonight, you still don't seem to take me seriously. So maybe a Falls Count Anywhere match against me in London might maybe jolt your warped sense of reality a little bit. Maybe a good couple shots over the head with a steel chair will open your eyes to the fact I'm nothing like the little girls you've been playing with up to this point. Whaddoya say?
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Post by kimmy on Sept 15, 2009 19:43:01 GMT -5
***Kim got up off the bench and walked right into Cyn's face***
Bring on whatever you want girly.......
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Post by cyn on Sept 16, 2009 8:32:44 GMT -5
Cyn's eyebrow raises as Kim comes close. A smile slowly creeps to her face as she speaks a final reply.
Oh, but it's not about me, Kim. It's about you. It's all...about...you. I look forward to getting "closer" to you some more.
Cyn's grin tells what devious intentions she had in store. She calmly backs away from Kim until she reaches the door. Cyn then opens it, and exits the room, leaving Kim to ponder what the new comer meant by getting "closer".
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