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| Don't Waste My Time!; Sarah Twilight - 8 Person Tag RP | |
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| Sarah Twilight | Nov 18 2011, 01:41 AM Post #1 |
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Mistress of Mischief
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Saturday, November 19th 2011 (Our cameras join us once again as the feed turns on inside of Croke Park in beautiful Dublin, Ireland. As the crew hurries down a corridor following FIW sleuth reporter Toby Bostock, we finally are able to see what all the rush was for. FIW's new and undefeated star, Sarah Twilight. How fitting that they are here in Ireland. Sarah's own heritage lies here. As if one couldn't tell with the red hair and emerald green eyes? Anyhow, Toby rushes along, microphone in hand, camera crew right behind.) Toby: Sarah, hey Sarah! Can we get a word? (Sarah turns her head to see Toby and his parade of worthless followers coming to bother her yet again. She shoots the interviewer a scowl of disgust.) Sarah: Another pest. What the hell do you want? (Toby is a little thrown off at the nasty attitude, but nonetheless he chugs along as it was his job to do so.) Toby: I just wanted to get a few quick words in with you. For instance, this week you are being made to team with... (Sarah cuts him off before he can ever finish his sentence. She was not at all thrilled with the match she had for this week. Depending on teammates? That is not something that Sarah does. She doesn't like at all to have to depend on anyone else when it comes to getting things done inside of the ring.) Sarah: A bunch of people that I don't give a shit about. I don't care who I'm teaming with. I don't care who we're facing, and I don't care about this match. It does nothing for me. As far as I am concerned it is a clusterfuck that was just thrown together to get a few "oohs and ahhs" from the pathetic people in the stands. And I certainly don't give a shit about them! (Toby is struck as dumbfounded here. This was after all, his first official interview with Sarah. So many questions, so little time. He knew she was becoming more agitated by the minute.) Toby: What about the fact that it appears as though it's standard rules for your team and luchador for the other? Does that at all concern you? (Sarah narrows her eyes at Bostock. Was he that dense? That ignorant? Or just plain stupid? She'd already made her position on this contest very clear. But if he wanted to ask ridiculous questions....) Sarah: Again, I don't give a shit. I don't even know what Luchador rules are, nor do I care. They can throw some flying fucking fajitas around the ring and I just...don't...care! Whatever anyone in this match decides to do, does not matter to me. I don't waste my time on people who don't matter. Especially not people who's ass I've already kicked! Toby: I take it you are referring to Max Rowley, whom you defeated in your debut match along with Marcus Helix? (Sarah shoots him another glare. This one showing a clear message of "Do you think I give a fuck?") Sarah: No, I'm talking about Santa Claus. Of course I am talking about Mike or Mo or whatever.... Toby: Max... Sarah: If you ever correct me, or interrupt me again, I am going to show you what your insides look like! Now you listen here you little toad! I don't fucking care who shows up, who doesn't. I don't care who brings Tacos, burritos, rice and beans. Who runs around in a sheet screaming KKK, or who shot Martin Luther KIng. They don't...and I repeat for the last fucking time...they don't matter! All I have to say is that the rejects that I am being forced to team with...had better stay the hell out of my way! (Sarah decides this interview is over and she begins walking away from Bostock. Toby had one last question he just needed to ask and he hurries down the hall after Sarah.) Toby: Sarah, hold on wait! What about you and Blink?! Aren't you two an item now? (Sarah stops dead in her tracks and turns around to meet a still jogging Bostock eye to eye. She glares at him and her lip curls in almost a snarl as she looks at him. She speaks in a low, threatening tone.) Sarah: What goes on between Blink and myself is private. That is my own business and you are going to stay out of it, understood? (Toby shakes his head yes, out of fear and Sarah turns away now. She disappears down the corridors leaving a nervously sweating Toby Bostock standing there.) |
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