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Definition of a Bad Girl; [Catherine]
Topic Started: Mar 6 2015, 12:00 PM (23 Views)
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Catherine: Oh, awesome, another egotistical freak who thinks people enjoy hearing his name just as much as he does. Mm...

Catherine Neville takes a few steps around her bedroom in the Bad Girls manor. She's on her way up to the window, that's been recently replaced, when she spots a puff of pink going down the trail in a hurry. She doesn't linger too much on it, rather she just turns back toward the camera in the room that's recording her.

Catherine: And what's with the animal references, hm? I'm a wild animal, an uncaged beast, I'm a peacock you gotta let me fly! Seriously? Can't you just say you're gonna kick my ass and get it over with? No need for the metaphors. Really. Or do you think I'm supposed to be threatened by cute little pit bulls? Seriously, look up adorable pit bulls. They can be nice and cuddlesome.

The Bad Girl lets out a little giggle as she makes her way along her work station. Or a very loose definition of one. On it are designs, tools, and little cut up bits of random materials Catherine tinkers and mixes to design her weapons.

Catherine: That's the same with any animal. Any wild, out of control animal...you're gonna find an adorable photo of. It's like one of the rules of the internet. However...you look up Catherine Neville you really don't find adorable.

She draws her fingers along a lengthy bull whip resting down beside her riding crop with the nail stuck in it.

Catherine: Instead you find the woman who humbled Rurik Krychek, strangled a former Dual Crown champion, dismissed careers before they even began.

Her smile brightens when she comes up to her thumbtack encrusted shorter whip. Its red and green paint scheme helping it stand out over the otherwise grey, metal table.

Catherine: You find a woman who has beaten and clawed her way into survival here. When women found it more...profitable for them to remain on the outskirts of the ring, I was cracking skulls and fighting off the sexism. When you look me up you find a woman who despite only having taken two singles title matches in my career...people still fear and respect.

Catherine's fingers graze along the cover of a worn out journal, no doubt a last minute target for practice in some new designs. Not just for that, however, as the torn up cover unearths some plans yet brought further from the table.

Catherine: That's who you find when you look me up. The whole business between you and the UIC I really don't care about. That's something you should know full well of by now, after all I held an entire show at ransom for Summer's shot. People may think she doesn't deserve it, but she was there right alongside me. Suffering every bit of sexist treatment this company could give us. Every chauvinistic type who came in, every “big” person, every owner who came in and looked at us as having to try double to get to the top...she's earned shot, after shot, after shot for every day she's gone through that.

She stops by the table and sighs.

Catherine: I don't like the idea of becoming James' pawn in getting what I want, but I'm not going to risk being torn away from Summer and everything I've worked hard to achieve here just because I was forced to wait a little longer. You had your chance to say something, to put up an argument as you were being stripped of your title. You chose to remain silent...now you're expecting the entire world to stand behind your back as you make the leap toward what you think is yours?

Catherine takes another step forward as her crowning achievement comes into view. First the thick metal of the handle, and then the rubbery feet wrapped up in a field of barbwire that runs up the naked dolls body before coming into a mesh around the curve of the crowbar.

Catherine: You deserve nothing but to sit and watch as those who have suffered take what's right for them. You deserve to watch as Summer is finally recognized.

She takes the handle of Barbie and slides it along the table down to her side.

Catherine: You deserve to watch as I move beyond you and take what's mine.

Catherine's grip over Barbie tightens as she brings it up pointing it toward the camera ready to say something when the doors burst open.

Yakuhara: That is it, Catherine! I am sick of you throwing me through windows! No more!

Outside...a row of maids punch out in unison as one directs.

Maid: One!

Maids: Hah!

Maid: Two!

Maids: Hah!

Maid: One!

Maids: Hah!

Glass shatters as Yakuhara is thrown out the window. His body rolls along the lower roof before collapsing on the ground below.

Nurse: On it.
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