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Bite My Clit!!

The Queen of Wrestling

Laura

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4-3-0

Won gold medals in Sydney Olympics, track star at her university

Laura

Whoever she wants

Two/2

(Our scene fades in for this interview and we see that we are in the midst of a bar. There are not very many people in the place right now, and on the five TV sets in the place that we can see are a business channel, ESPN, ESPN2, and a couple of local channels as well. From what we see from our view at the front of the bar is a few items of memorabilia. There is Mena Suvari's cheerleader outfit from Sugar and Spice in a frame, also hanging from inside of a frame is a game-worn jersey of Magic Johnson as well as other various autographed props from movies. Behind the bar stands a bartender (go figure!). The 'tender wears a long-sleeved white dress shirt that is underneath a green vest. Tied to the left and right forearms of the shirt are two green bows, to make the 'tender appear more professional I guess. Around the neck of the man behind the counter is a black bowtie. He is clean-shaven with short grey hair and is wearing a pair of bifocals. Currently he is wiping the counter with a handrag as the customer directly in front of our view, back to us, sits and sips on a Miller Genuine Draft in a frosty mug. This person has long black hair to past the shoulders and has on a short-sleeve pink shirt and red shorts with a blue pair of mules on her feet. I would hope for that is good that is a girl. As our view changes to a profile of the person at the bar, yes, thankfully it IS a girl---specifically it's Laura. Her right hand is set on the bar, purple painted fingernails, while her left hand holds the ear of her beer mug. She takes a sip and the bartender heads over to her. He puts his rag under the bar and leans against the bar and strikes up conversation.)

Bartender: So you're a professional wrestler then? That's rather intriguing.

Laura: If you want it to be. (she takes another sip and puts the glass to the side, focusing in on the bartender) I don't know....I just have a busy week ahead.

Bartender: Is that so?

Laura: Yeah---see, this is so stupid. We get shipped around the country to do non-televised shows a couple days this week, then on Saturday we have a basic run-through of our matches at another non-televised show, to make sure everyone is in tip-top shape, then on Sunday I have to go in TWO matches.

Bartender: Why is that so bad? It sounds like fun.

Laura: It's NOT fun, trust me. (readjusts herself on her seat) We barely get paid for the non-televised crap, we are in odd locations for those too. I mean, Abilene, TX last night, in the middle of Oklahoma Wednesday, then Saturday we're in Louisville, KY before going live from Little Rock, AR. That night is going to be fine for me, actually now that I think about it. But everyone else is going to be hurting.

Bartender: You sound upbeat for Sunday.

Laura: I have a title match and I'm in an important battle royale.

Bartender: A title match....so you'll have a chance to be on top of things then. Run the show, so to speak.

Laura: Well, it's not for the biggest title there, but it's still a title anyways, so I'll get some recognition, and that's all that's important to me.

Bartender: What about this battle royale thing then? What's that for?

Laura: It's for a title match on a future televised show for the BIG title in the federation. It's a no-rules battle royale. Everyone gets to bring a weapon and the last person left in the ring out of 30 is the winner.

Bartender: You think you're going to win that?

Laura: Of course I do!

Bartender: Why? You're a female. Weapons will be involved, it will be quite dangerous. What makes you think you're so much better than everyone else in that match? What makes YOU so special my dear?

Laura: (turning red with rage, wondering how anyone dare doubt her ability) I'm Laura dammit!

Bartender: And I'm Robert, but you don't see me bragging. Tell me Laura, why are YOU going to win that?

Laura: (heating up) You don't understand who you're dealing with, Bobby. I'm Laura. I am a champion. I act like a champion, I think like a champion. I do things in championship style. I don't have a one-track mind like the 29 other people in that battle royale match, I have a 30-track mind. You see Robert, I'm like a gnat. You're right, I AM a female and it WILL be dangerous. I never said I was getting out unharmed. Sure, I'll suffer cuts, scrapes, bumps and bruises, we all will. I expect to get hurt. What makes me different is that I won't focus on just ONE person---they'll ALL be in my sights. When someone is getting pummelled, just like a gnat, I'll be over to them to make their life that much worse until they're out of the match. When someone is ready for a quick breather between breathers, I'll seek them out and bite, scratch, claw and brawl until they've been hacked into so badly they'll quit the match. It's not like I have to do that to 29 other people even. For all I know, I won't even come into contact with about half the people in that thing. They'll be gone before the fans can even recognize who they are via the names in their programs. I may be only one of 30, but at the end of the match, I'll be "THE ONE".

Robert: Aren't you worried you're over-confident?

Laura: That's how an athlete wins. You ALWAYS think you're going to win. If you go out and say that you even THINK you have a chance at not winning---you need to RETIRE----GIT OUT! No one can succeed if they have an ounce of doubt, so I've removed all doubt. People can call me egotistical, they can call me a snob, they can call me a jerk. I personally don't let a word affect me. I go in and do my job, win, and that does enough to shut everyone else up. This isn't like some sort of football game where a long pass at the end of a game can nullify 60 minutes of hardwork and let the team that was behind the whole game get the win. This is wrestling. If you're behind early, you can come back, but if you're behind late, those deep passes don't happen. You need to persevere but if you can't keep up in the last few minutes, you just wasted your own time when you could have been drinking whiskey, playing poker, or shooting yourself in the face with a shotgun. I thought it was funny--one of my opponents said he'd die if he saw me talk again. Obviously he doesn't realize that would help me by letting me have one less person to have to put up with. I'm not a gothic chick. I don't stay quiet and have tattoos running over my arms. I talk. I talk because I like to get into people's heads, let them know that I'm not here for show and tell. I talk so much because, yes, I CAN back it up. Imagine, if I'm talking THIS much---and I CAN back it up---imagine how badly everyone is going to get beaten on come Sunday. I'll get hurt too, but who's coming out as the winner? Me, b*tch, me!

Robert: Still though, I think you're missing something. You said there were weapons in the match. Wouldn't those sort of take away from natural ability? You're making it sound like this is all about natural ability.

Laura: Weapons only matter if used correctly. If you're just going to go to the ring, hold onto something like a bat or a chair or something with nails in it and think that alone is going to do the trick, that all that matters is that weapons are involved---you'd be wrong. Weapons can hurt, but if you're not hit by a weapon or only hit a couple times when everyone else is hurt about ten times, you tell me who's in better shape. Yes, weapons help, they help a great deal, but using them is a careful procedure. It's like science. Science is fun to do, it's fun to go into a lab and blow sh*t up; but unless you know what you're doing and have taken the right precautions, in the case of this match, having enough athletic ability to manuever around like a tornado through Kansas, you're going to get hurt and possibly be on the brink of death. Everyone is going to talk about the weapons aspect, how they're all experts at using one in the ring. SO WHAT!? What's the big deal, huh, Bob? So you can carry a chair and swing it. So you know how to handle a piece of wood in the ring. Let's see you connect with it. If you do, let's you hit ME with it, and let's see it injure. Bloodletting is one thing, hurting someone until they're unable to continue and thus get thrown out of the match is a whole different story. I could bleed all day, but I still have a will to win. I still have internal guts and I still have a heart pumping out that blood of mine. Until those three units of mine are gone, I'm not leaving that ring under ANY conditions. Hit me with a hydrogen bomb and if I still want to keep gutting it out and as long as my heart is still inside of me, I'm going to continue. I might not be in the world's greatest shape, but dammit---I'm going to keep going until that bell rings and my final opponent is on the floor outside the ring. There's only one way to beat me and that is to kill me, decapitate me and quarter me. My death is of my control and trust me, I'm NOT ready to die.

Robert: What if you're all wrong about this thing? What if there's another factor you're missing?

Laura: Like what?

Robert: I don't know. There's lots more things in this world than can decide an outcome than the few that you've mentioned. What if your mind tires, you have a blank second, and then you get tossed out then? What if....

Laura: Yeah, yeah, "what if" this and "what if" that....look, I know you're trying to play this thing from both sides. "What if" is like saying "I should have." It means doubt. It means there's been a seed planted that shows that you are not quite sure you can win. Robert, there's no way you could be an athlete today. This isn't the 1950's when everyone was friends and we all played for the fun of it. This is competition. This is what Charles Darwin was hoping for when he publicized his battle of the fittest theory. What we've got on Sunday, that's one giant battle of the fittest in the NEW federation. Who's the best that's not named BBK or Tiffany Storm? Sad to say for the male population, the females are on the rise. Who's the fittest? It's not a guy---but me, Laura. I'm the best of everyone that's left and Sunday that comes to fruition in the Ego Title match, and ESPECIALLY the battle royale. If fans don't want to see me win that thing, then I suggest they start scalping their tickets or there's going to be a ton of empty seats in Arkansas on Sunday.

(Laura reaches out with her left hand for her beer mug and grabs and starts taking in some of what's left in her mug. As she sits and continues with her drinking, our scene fades)
Laura
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