Post by laceyroberts on Jan 9, 2015 23:02:54 GMT -6
It was just a few days left until the first Mayhem of the Year. Lacey Roberts had travelled down with her dad, Randy, to Sturgis Nevada, to party for a bit before she had to head back to Colorado.
It was a big change of scenery. Even during the winter time, it was still warm in Nevada, and not a single flake of snow in sight.
While it wasn't a big biker event going on, there was still quite a few all over the town, and Lacey was more then happy to be here. She loved going to Sturgis, because of the biker culture that was often present there.
Right Now, Lacey was in one of the bars, surrounded by many people. There was a drinking contest going on, and everyone was cheering loudly, as Lacey faced off against a big biker guy, as they drank shot after shot.
Biker: Think you can out drink me little girl?
Lacey: Ohhh I know I can.
Another few shots of whiskey was poured for them, as the two began to consume them. Hell Lacey began to fire them back quickly. She was feeling the effects, but from where she was looking, so was her opponent.
Lacey: Wha's the matter? Afraid the little girl can whoop ya?
The biker guy tried to glare at Lacey, and took another shot. That was when he tried to balance himself, and even tried to sneak in a glance at Lacey's cleavage. But he stumbled backwards, and hit the floor. Lacey raised her arms up in victory, before taking another couple of shots herself. She then raised the last shot glass up in the air.
Lacey: TO DRINKING!
Bar Patrons: TO DRINKING!
They all clinked their bottles and glasses with the nearby patrons. Lacey shot back the last shot, before requesting a pitcher of water.
After a few minutes Lacey was now more leveled out from her drinking. Everyone was having a wild time, from body shots, to some dancing. Lacey then spotted a lone, smoking hot Brunette at the corner of her eye, and smirked.
Lacey: Who say the men can't be the only ones who pick the girls up?
Lacey walked over to where the girl was sitting, passing by some of the people dancing, and even took a couple shots from a passing waitress.
Lacey: Anyone sitting here.
Girl: Oh..Um...Nope.
Lacey Smirked, and sat down across from the brunette. She then passed her one of the shots, and the brunette looked slightly surprised, but nevertheless, drank the shot, along with Lacey.
Lacey: What's your name, cutie.
The brunette looked slightly surprised, but smirked at Lacey's behavior.
Girl: Call me Natalie.
Lacey: Natalie. That's a cute name. I'm Lacey, by the way.
Natalie: Nice to meet you thanks for the shot, and damn, that was some sweet drinking you did there.
Lacey: Yeah well, it's just what I do.
Natalie: I hear ya.
Natalie seemed a bit more relaxed now with Lacey. Lacey also signalled over one of the waitresses,and ordered a couple beers for her and Natalie.
Natalie: So, what brings a girl like you here?
Lacey: Fun of course. Plus the culture and such.
Natalie: Oh?
Lacey: Honey, I don't wear a kutte just for shits and giggles. I grew up in this lifestyle. I'm a bonafide lady of Mayhem. In more ways then one.
Natalie: Oh really?
Lacey: Yup. What about you though? What brings you here. Or are you anyone's old lady?
Natalie: Naw. Not me. Much like you, I'm here for a good time in general. So who knows. Somebody here could wind up lucky with me.
Lacey: I see. Well, what if it isn't exactly just guys that are looking to have fun with you tonight?
Natalie: Pardon me?
Lacey: Oh come on honey. You're fucken hot, just how I like 'em.
Natalie: Well I...it wouldn't be the first time I've been hit on by girls. But a girl like you, surprised you're a dyke.
Lacey: Ha! Naw I'm not that. I like it both ways, and I feel like hanging out with you tonight.
Natalie laughed at that bit, but she smiled. Lacey even smirked at that. Soon though, both girls had their drinks, and talked a a bit. Eventually, there was a few bottles of beer on both sides of the table, and Natalie now had a shit eating grin on her face. Lacey sported a similar one herself, but not nearly as obvious.
Lacey: Want to get out of here and have some fun?
Natalie: Hell yeah girl.
With that, both girls stumbled out of their seats a bit. They both went up to the counter, and paid for their drinks. Soon after, they left the Bar, and went to the motel that was right beside in.
Natalie: Damn. Would have thought this place would have nothing left.
Lacey smirked, and pulled out a key she had with her. It had a tag on it that had a 21 on it. This was of course, Lacey's room key.
Natalie: Nice.
Lacey: Yeah. Come here.
Lacey grabbed Natalie's hand, and brought her in closer, before giving her a kiss on the lips. Natalie was a bit hesitant a first, but soon melted into the kiss. After a minute, Lacey separated from Natalie, and led her to her room.
Once the door was unlocked, the two girls stumbled inside, both quite drunk. But That didn't stop Lacey from leading Natalie to the bed that was there. However unlike what just happened, it was Natalie who initiated the kiss. Lacey responded, and the two fell on top of the bed.
The two would continue to make out. Lacey stripped off her kutte first, before Natalie pulled off her own shirt, revealing to Lacey her nicely shaped , well rounded breasts, concealed in a red lace bra. Lacey smirked at the sight before her.
Lacey: Damn!
Natalie: Yep. All natural to.
Lacey: As they should be.
Natalie: Yeah. Hang on one second.
Natalie slowly got herself out from underneath Lacey, and went to her purse. Lacey was confused for a second, until she saw that Natalie had pulled out a small sample bag that contained a bit of white powder.
Lacey: Heh. Didn't take you for one who liked the white queen.
Natalie: Oh. So you saw this. Damn. Hope this ain't a deal breaker.
Lacey: Naw. Done coke a few times, but not often.
Natalie: Oh. Well...Want some?
Lacey: Eh...What the hell. I'm celebrating something good for this year.
Natalie giggled for a second, as Lacey got up. Natalie was about to take the cocaine out of the packet, when Lacey did stop her suddenly.
Natalie: Changed your mind?
Lacey: Fuck no! I just had a bit of inspiration. So hold on just a second.
Lacey went over to her bags, and pulled out her UWA TV title. Natalie saw this, and gasped a bit.
Natalie: Wow. This yours?
Lacey: Hell yeah. Freshly won it a couple weeks back. When I say I'm a lady of Mayhem, I meant more then just a biker girl. The wrestling promotion I work for, their main show is called Mayhem, and I'm one of the champions.
Natalie: Oh wow. So wait...We're gonna do this...On that?
Lacey: Why not? Call it it a christening I suppose.
Lacey sighed for a second, and scowled. However, Natalie didn't see it. Lacey put the title belt down on the desk, as Natalie poured out some of the cocain, making two small white lines. They weren't to big, nor thick lines.
Just enough for a brief hit.
Natalie: Hope this doesn't fuck up your career.
Lacey: Please, there's nothing nobody can stop me from doing what I want, or who.
Both girls shared a giggle at that, before they both took a straw, and snorted the lines off of the title belt. They both felt the effects of cocaine, and let it sink in for a minute. Lacey then looked at Nataliewith a fierce grin, and practically tackled her, taking them back to the bed.
The next day, Lacey had woken up, but was very tired still. She groggily got up, and saw the time was three in the afternoon. She smirked, but felt somewhat sick. With that. She got herself off the bed, and grabbed a robe. As she walked around the room, she saw a note. It was from Natalie.
Lacey Smirked at that, before she would begin to make some instant coffee. She she did that, she went to the washroom, and washed her face quickly. She then turned on the shower, setting it to the right temperature.
Twenty minutes later, Lacey was now out of the bathroom, fully dressed. She was drinking her coffee,while she fired up her laptop.
Lacey: Last night was indeed fun. Just what I needed after a long trip, and a great way to get myself ready for Mayhem.
Lacey smirked again. She was looking forward to defending her title. He even glanced at the title, and took some tissue to wipe off the residue.
Lacey then picked up her title, before draping it across her shoulder. She rubbed it for a second, still admiring it.
Lacey: Anyone who thinks I don't deserve you, or doesn't think i'll be keeping you, well guess what. I don't care. They're dead wrong to think those things. It's time to remind them, especially my opponent, why that is.
Lacey grabbed her coffee mug, and took a sip from the hot beverage, as she started up her webcam recording program.
Lacey: Well everyone, we are closing in on what should be an exciting night of Mayhem. As I'm sure you're all aware, all but one title is on the line. So unlike before, when Amy Zing didn't defend the TV title, I will be doing so, just one show after I won it.
Wit that being said, my opponent, the man who calls himself the Irish Firecracker...You know, Pauly O'Connor, in case anyone forgot. Anyways, it seems he must have gotten really lit up over some words that I said recently about him. Isn't this the same guy who also said he's always raging, so thus nothing can piss him off?
I think so. But the fact is well, I succeeded. With just a few simple words, I have wormed my way into his brain, taken it over, and caused him to throw a temper tantrum. As I'm sure you're all aware, the last person who I did it to, I forced that person to do tings that nobody thought that person would do, and effectively destroyed that person.
Yes, I am talking about how I essentially fucked with Amy Zing's head with just a few words, and got what I proudly have draped over my shoulders. Yeah it's starting to sound like a bit of a broken record on how much I'm gloating about that, but I really don't give a fuck. All I know is, I'm just that damn good at messing people up.
Lacey chuckled at that. She was really glad to see that her ability to mess with people with just words alone was as effective as it was. She took another sip of her coffee, before she continued.
Lacey: But back to Pauly. What did he get so damn upset over? How ignorant I was on how I don't see the bond between him ad his master, or how far long loyal he's been? If those aren't dog traits, I don't know what it. That, plus every time I fucken hear him, it sounds like he's barking. Maybe it's his accent. But to his credit though, he doesn't sound like a small dog. Even with that though, his barking is still worse then his bite.
Then there is the fact of the group you are in. What was the name again. Hold on lemme check.
Lacey put down her mug, and began to type in a few things. After a minute, she did manage to find the name of the group that consisted of Pauly O'Connor, Aerynn Donnelly, and Shonn Maguire.
Lacey: Hmm. Gealtachta. Interesting name I suppose. But...What exactly has the group done since it was officially formed? Well, there is that one time you drugged up some friends of Arsenal, just to get into their minds. I have a couple questions on that?
First off, just how effective was it? I didn't see you guys getting any in ring victories over them, so really, that blew up in your face. But the second question is, how desperate were you to crave some fucken attention, that you guys actually had to go and do that bullshit?
Seriously that's just way to much. I know, may sound hypocritical coming from me right? Here's the thing though. I personally don't see the point of going that far, at least not as soon as you did. To me, all you guys did was try to seek attention. And while you succeeded, you failed to capitalize on that.
Nobody fears Gealtachta.We are shake our heads at you. Especially after that lame taunting you did at Cataclysm. Beth and Ash didn't even respond to you, because you all sounded like a bunch of pretentious little girls.
I dunno. Maybe we're desensitized because of the Children of Nephilim's actions in UWA, that another group like yourselves comes along, and nobody cares, and there is likely nothing you can do to change that!
Lacey ran her fingers through her hair quickly, as she sighed. She grabbed her coffee, and took another sip. Noticing that it was at a better temperature, she took a big gulp after that.
Lacey: But what about our match eh Pauly? Well I'm glad you know what's coming to you. What will be a force that you can't forget. Because you're damn right you're going to see exactly what I'm capable of. The question now is, will you be able to walk away on your own accord? For your sake, you better be as tough as you say you are, even though the end result will be no different.
Why is that? Well it's because I am very confident in myself. Yeah, I know there is a small chance you could succeed. However that doesn't change the confidence I have in myself, that I will still be the TV champion at the end of Mayhem.
Speaking of which, I heard you had commented on the fact that my dad, Randy Roberts, said I could get overconfident in myself. Yeah he has said it before, but if you know our family, it's who we are. What bugs me, is you know the very setting the last conversation took place in. You know, how I was treated like a queen, getting a full body rubdown by some hot guys in masks and such.
What I'd like to know, were there cameras on that I wasn't aware of or did I accidentally have the could setting on my laptop on? I'm likely going with the latter, because that kind of stuff can happen, as we all know.
However as far as I know, the only thing I let everyone see, was just how fucken sexy that title looks with me.
Lacey huffed for one second, as she ran her hands through her hair a bit, gripping them. Suddenly, her angry expression faded into a very sly smirk. An expression that people are more used to seeing from her.
Lacey: Look at me, getting a bit frustrated over some minor bullshit like that. I think it's more then just that Pauly. See, I'm feeling very fired up right now. I'm beyond excited to be defending this title as soon as I am, because I have something to prove. I'm not wasting my time, unlike Amy Zing did, with this title. I'm on a mission to prove, not only why I deserve to be a champion, but also to prove why people truly do call me the devil's little sister. Well, aside from the fact it's the truth.
It's like I said last time, 2015 will be the year I show why I have the power to change everything. To cast every obstacle into the abyss, and watch as all those who dared come before me and my glory, to burn at my feet. You'll be the first one to fall Pauly. Especially since your mind is so fucked, you don't even know what year it is. Seriously it's not 2012, dumbass!
Lacey shook her head in disappointment at the camera, showing just how disappointed she was in Pauly's mistake. She then brought her coffee mug to her lips, and finished off the coffee, putting the mug down, and properly adjusting the title back into the over the shoulder position.
Lacey: Still a small part of me can't wait to see what you can do to prove me wrong, Pauly. Hell, I especially can't wait to see the distraught look on your face when you see that I am indeed right, and you're going to be coming out of Mayhem, empty handed. You failed at Cataclysm big time. Both to win, or even help Aerynn win. Those trends won't change at all. I hope your knees are good now Pauly. Why do I say that? Because come Mayhem, you WILL...Kneel before your goddess!
It was a big change of scenery. Even during the winter time, it was still warm in Nevada, and not a single flake of snow in sight.
While it wasn't a big biker event going on, there was still quite a few all over the town, and Lacey was more then happy to be here. She loved going to Sturgis, because of the biker culture that was often present there.
Right Now, Lacey was in one of the bars, surrounded by many people. There was a drinking contest going on, and everyone was cheering loudly, as Lacey faced off against a big biker guy, as they drank shot after shot.
Biker: Think you can out drink me little girl?
Lacey: Ohhh I know I can.
Another few shots of whiskey was poured for them, as the two began to consume them. Hell Lacey began to fire them back quickly. She was feeling the effects, but from where she was looking, so was her opponent.
Lacey: Wha's the matter? Afraid the little girl can whoop ya?
The biker guy tried to glare at Lacey, and took another shot. That was when he tried to balance himself, and even tried to sneak in a glance at Lacey's cleavage. But he stumbled backwards, and hit the floor. Lacey raised her arms up in victory, before taking another couple of shots herself. She then raised the last shot glass up in the air.
Lacey: TO DRINKING!
Bar Patrons: TO DRINKING!
They all clinked their bottles and glasses with the nearby patrons. Lacey shot back the last shot, before requesting a pitcher of water.
After a few minutes Lacey was now more leveled out from her drinking. Everyone was having a wild time, from body shots, to some dancing. Lacey then spotted a lone, smoking hot Brunette at the corner of her eye, and smirked.
Lacey: Who say the men can't be the only ones who pick the girls up?
Lacey walked over to where the girl was sitting, passing by some of the people dancing, and even took a couple shots from a passing waitress.
Lacey: Anyone sitting here.
Girl: Oh..Um...Nope.
Lacey Smirked, and sat down across from the brunette. She then passed her one of the shots, and the brunette looked slightly surprised, but nevertheless, drank the shot, along with Lacey.
Lacey: What's your name, cutie.
The brunette looked slightly surprised, but smirked at Lacey's behavior.
Girl: Call me Natalie.
Lacey: Natalie. That's a cute name. I'm Lacey, by the way.
Natalie: Nice to meet you thanks for the shot, and damn, that was some sweet drinking you did there.
Lacey: Yeah well, it's just what I do.
Natalie: I hear ya.
Natalie seemed a bit more relaxed now with Lacey. Lacey also signalled over one of the waitresses,and ordered a couple beers for her and Natalie.
Natalie: So, what brings a girl like you here?
Lacey: Fun of course. Plus the culture and such.
Natalie: Oh?
Lacey: Honey, I don't wear a kutte just for shits and giggles. I grew up in this lifestyle. I'm a bonafide lady of Mayhem. In more ways then one.
Natalie: Oh really?
Lacey: Yup. What about you though? What brings you here. Or are you anyone's old lady?
Natalie: Naw. Not me. Much like you, I'm here for a good time in general. So who knows. Somebody here could wind up lucky with me.
Lacey: I see. Well, what if it isn't exactly just guys that are looking to have fun with you tonight?
Natalie: Pardon me?
Lacey: Oh come on honey. You're fucken hot, just how I like 'em.
Natalie: Well I...it wouldn't be the first time I've been hit on by girls. But a girl like you, surprised you're a dyke.
Lacey: Ha! Naw I'm not that. I like it both ways, and I feel like hanging out with you tonight.
Natalie laughed at that bit, but she smiled. Lacey even smirked at that. Soon though, both girls had their drinks, and talked a a bit. Eventually, there was a few bottles of beer on both sides of the table, and Natalie now had a shit eating grin on her face. Lacey sported a similar one herself, but not nearly as obvious.
Lacey: Want to get out of here and have some fun?
Natalie: Hell yeah girl.
With that, both girls stumbled out of their seats a bit. They both went up to the counter, and paid for their drinks. Soon after, they left the Bar, and went to the motel that was right beside in.
Natalie: Damn. Would have thought this place would have nothing left.
Lacey smirked, and pulled out a key she had with her. It had a tag on it that had a 21 on it. This was of course, Lacey's room key.
Natalie: Nice.
Lacey: Yeah. Come here.
Lacey grabbed Natalie's hand, and brought her in closer, before giving her a kiss on the lips. Natalie was a bit hesitant a first, but soon melted into the kiss. After a minute, Lacey separated from Natalie, and led her to her room.
Once the door was unlocked, the two girls stumbled inside, both quite drunk. But That didn't stop Lacey from leading Natalie to the bed that was there. However unlike what just happened, it was Natalie who initiated the kiss. Lacey responded, and the two fell on top of the bed.
The two would continue to make out. Lacey stripped off her kutte first, before Natalie pulled off her own shirt, revealing to Lacey her nicely shaped , well rounded breasts, concealed in a red lace bra. Lacey smirked at the sight before her.
Lacey: Damn!
Natalie: Yep. All natural to.
Lacey: As they should be.
Natalie: Yeah. Hang on one second.
Natalie slowly got herself out from underneath Lacey, and went to her purse. Lacey was confused for a second, until she saw that Natalie had pulled out a small sample bag that contained a bit of white powder.
Lacey: Heh. Didn't take you for one who liked the white queen.
Natalie: Oh. So you saw this. Damn. Hope this ain't a deal breaker.
Lacey: Naw. Done coke a few times, but not often.
Natalie: Oh. Well...Want some?
Lacey: Eh...What the hell. I'm celebrating something good for this year.
Natalie giggled for a second, as Lacey got up. Natalie was about to take the cocaine out of the packet, when Lacey did stop her suddenly.
Natalie: Changed your mind?
Lacey: Fuck no! I just had a bit of inspiration. So hold on just a second.
Lacey went over to her bags, and pulled out her UWA TV title. Natalie saw this, and gasped a bit.
Natalie: Wow. This yours?
Lacey: Hell yeah. Freshly won it a couple weeks back. When I say I'm a lady of Mayhem, I meant more then just a biker girl. The wrestling promotion I work for, their main show is called Mayhem, and I'm one of the champions.
Natalie: Oh wow. So wait...We're gonna do this...On that?
Lacey: Why not? Call it it a christening I suppose.
Lacey sighed for a second, and scowled. However, Natalie didn't see it. Lacey put the title belt down on the desk, as Natalie poured out some of the cocain, making two small white lines. They weren't to big, nor thick lines.
Just enough for a brief hit.
Natalie: Hope this doesn't fuck up your career.
Lacey: Please, there's nothing nobody can stop me from doing what I want, or who.
Both girls shared a giggle at that, before they both took a straw, and snorted the lines off of the title belt. They both felt the effects of cocaine, and let it sink in for a minute. Lacey then looked at Nataliewith a fierce grin, and practically tackled her, taking them back to the bed.
The next day, Lacey had woken up, but was very tired still. She groggily got up, and saw the time was three in the afternoon. She smirked, but felt somewhat sick. With that. She got herself off the bed, and grabbed a robe. As she walked around the room, she saw a note. It was from Natalie.
Hey Lacey.
Last night was fun, but I have to head out. I'm feeling pretty fucked right now, as I'm sure you will when you wake up. Next time you're around, see if I'm around.
Natalie.
Lacey Smirked at that, before she would begin to make some instant coffee. She she did that, she went to the washroom, and washed her face quickly. She then turned on the shower, setting it to the right temperature.
Twenty minutes later, Lacey was now out of the bathroom, fully dressed. She was drinking her coffee,while she fired up her laptop.
Lacey: Last night was indeed fun. Just what I needed after a long trip, and a great way to get myself ready for Mayhem.
Lacey smirked again. She was looking forward to defending her title. He even glanced at the title, and took some tissue to wipe off the residue.
Lacey then picked up her title, before draping it across her shoulder. She rubbed it for a second, still admiring it.
Lacey: Anyone who thinks I don't deserve you, or doesn't think i'll be keeping you, well guess what. I don't care. They're dead wrong to think those things. It's time to remind them, especially my opponent, why that is.
Lacey grabbed her coffee mug, and took a sip from the hot beverage, as she started up her webcam recording program.
Lacey: Well everyone, we are closing in on what should be an exciting night of Mayhem. As I'm sure you're all aware, all but one title is on the line. So unlike before, when Amy Zing didn't defend the TV title, I will be doing so, just one show after I won it.
Wit that being said, my opponent, the man who calls himself the Irish Firecracker...You know, Pauly O'Connor, in case anyone forgot. Anyways, it seems he must have gotten really lit up over some words that I said recently about him. Isn't this the same guy who also said he's always raging, so thus nothing can piss him off?
I think so. But the fact is well, I succeeded. With just a few simple words, I have wormed my way into his brain, taken it over, and caused him to throw a temper tantrum. As I'm sure you're all aware, the last person who I did it to, I forced that person to do tings that nobody thought that person would do, and effectively destroyed that person.
Yes, I am talking about how I essentially fucked with Amy Zing's head with just a few words, and got what I proudly have draped over my shoulders. Yeah it's starting to sound like a bit of a broken record on how much I'm gloating about that, but I really don't give a fuck. All I know is, I'm just that damn good at messing people up.
Lacey chuckled at that. She was really glad to see that her ability to mess with people with just words alone was as effective as it was. She took another sip of her coffee, before she continued.
Lacey: But back to Pauly. What did he get so damn upset over? How ignorant I was on how I don't see the bond between him ad his master, or how far long loyal he's been? If those aren't dog traits, I don't know what it. That, plus every time I fucken hear him, it sounds like he's barking. Maybe it's his accent. But to his credit though, he doesn't sound like a small dog. Even with that though, his barking is still worse then his bite.
Then there is the fact of the group you are in. What was the name again. Hold on lemme check.
Lacey put down her mug, and began to type in a few things. After a minute, she did manage to find the name of the group that consisted of Pauly O'Connor, Aerynn Donnelly, and Shonn Maguire.
Lacey: Hmm. Gealtachta. Interesting name I suppose. But...What exactly has the group done since it was officially formed? Well, there is that one time you drugged up some friends of Arsenal, just to get into their minds. I have a couple questions on that?
First off, just how effective was it? I didn't see you guys getting any in ring victories over them, so really, that blew up in your face. But the second question is, how desperate were you to crave some fucken attention, that you guys actually had to go and do that bullshit?
Seriously that's just way to much. I know, may sound hypocritical coming from me right? Here's the thing though. I personally don't see the point of going that far, at least not as soon as you did. To me, all you guys did was try to seek attention. And while you succeeded, you failed to capitalize on that.
Nobody fears Gealtachta.We are shake our heads at you. Especially after that lame taunting you did at Cataclysm. Beth and Ash didn't even respond to you, because you all sounded like a bunch of pretentious little girls.
I dunno. Maybe we're desensitized because of the Children of Nephilim's actions in UWA, that another group like yourselves comes along, and nobody cares, and there is likely nothing you can do to change that!
Lacey ran her fingers through her hair quickly, as she sighed. She grabbed her coffee, and took another sip. Noticing that it was at a better temperature, she took a big gulp after that.
Lacey: But what about our match eh Pauly? Well I'm glad you know what's coming to you. What will be a force that you can't forget. Because you're damn right you're going to see exactly what I'm capable of. The question now is, will you be able to walk away on your own accord? For your sake, you better be as tough as you say you are, even though the end result will be no different.
Why is that? Well it's because I am very confident in myself. Yeah, I know there is a small chance you could succeed. However that doesn't change the confidence I have in myself, that I will still be the TV champion at the end of Mayhem.
Speaking of which, I heard you had commented on the fact that my dad, Randy Roberts, said I could get overconfident in myself. Yeah he has said it before, but if you know our family, it's who we are. What bugs me, is you know the very setting the last conversation took place in. You know, how I was treated like a queen, getting a full body rubdown by some hot guys in masks and such.
What I'd like to know, were there cameras on that I wasn't aware of or did I accidentally have the could setting on my laptop on? I'm likely going with the latter, because that kind of stuff can happen, as we all know.
However as far as I know, the only thing I let everyone see, was just how fucken sexy that title looks with me.
Lacey huffed for one second, as she ran her hands through her hair a bit, gripping them. Suddenly, her angry expression faded into a very sly smirk. An expression that people are more used to seeing from her.
Lacey: Look at me, getting a bit frustrated over some minor bullshit like that. I think it's more then just that Pauly. See, I'm feeling very fired up right now. I'm beyond excited to be defending this title as soon as I am, because I have something to prove. I'm not wasting my time, unlike Amy Zing did, with this title. I'm on a mission to prove, not only why I deserve to be a champion, but also to prove why people truly do call me the devil's little sister. Well, aside from the fact it's the truth.
It's like I said last time, 2015 will be the year I show why I have the power to change everything. To cast every obstacle into the abyss, and watch as all those who dared come before me and my glory, to burn at my feet. You'll be the first one to fall Pauly. Especially since your mind is so fucked, you don't even know what year it is. Seriously it's not 2012, dumbass!
Lacey shook her head in disappointment at the camera, showing just how disappointed she was in Pauly's mistake. She then brought her coffee mug to her lips, and finished off the coffee, putting the mug down, and properly adjusting the title back into the over the shoulder position.
Lacey: Still a small part of me can't wait to see what you can do to prove me wrong, Pauly. Hell, I especially can't wait to see the distraught look on your face when you see that I am indeed right, and you're going to be coming out of Mayhem, empty handed. You failed at Cataclysm big time. Both to win, or even help Aerynn win. Those trends won't change at all. I hope your knees are good now Pauly. Why do I say that? Because come Mayhem, you WILL...Kneel before your goddess!
