(Sarah): Okay, here we go…long week, busy as all hell, but I’m here now so let’s get to it. Right? So here we go again with these damn sneak attacks, I’m starting to get sick of this shit. Lilianna, Lilly…whatever your name is girl look…you’re lucky…L to the U to the C to the K to the Y...LUCKY, that I had some personal matters to attend to after Havoc or I would have found you then and whopped on that ass, but don’t worry baby girl, the calendar is all cleared up and come Havoc you and I are going to get down to business. Let’s see what you got when you’re staring me in the face you Doublemint Twin bitch. I can’t have a single match or event anymore without somebody sticking their nose in things or putting their hands where they don’t belong. Butch didn’t let you out to play, he let me out to feed and I’m going to eat you alive at Havoc while your sister watches…and if she wants some, she can step in and get her ass handed to her too.
The treadmill slows down, nearing the end of the last cycle.
You prissy little princesses, want to come in here and make a name for yourself, popping off at the mouth at my expense? I don’t think so. And for the record, yes…that’s exactly what you did. You’re cowards just like Alexis said, and you can reimagine whatever scenario you’d like to play out about it in your twisted little skulls, but you stepped into our world, not the other way around. Had you walked in her with some sense, I could have welcomed you friends and colleagues but you wanted to play the get rich quick card. Don’t worry, I’ve got an ace up my sleeve too, I’ve got Alexis in my corner at Havoc and trust me when I tell you, that girl don’t play.
Sarah gets off the machine, sweat dripping down her face and neck as she grabs a towel to wipe it.
(Sarah): You might want to call your daddy, or whoever “Him” is and have one of them come pick you up after Havoc, cause I’m going to send your broke asses packing to wherever you came from, one way or another.
Sarah sits down on the bench and takes a few sips of water.
(Sarah): On a separate issue…Michelle, you know I’m here for your when you need me girlfriend. Call me, text me, tweet me, whatever, anytime. Hopefully, I’ll see you at Havoc. And, thank you Mr. Parker because we won’t be seeing Fallen and Legion at Havoc. Ya’ll are standing in the unemployment line trying to get those benefits checks so you can run to your country ass liquor store, buy some porn magazines and go choke your chickens you sick, perverted freaks. Half this roster or more wants to kick your ass so its probably a good idea you stay back in Nebraska where you belong. The next time any of use sees you it’s on in fact…
Sarah pulls out her phone and starts texting and we can see her screen.
Sean its me again, let me know how things are going? Have you talked to Michelle today? I haven’t heard back from her yet, but don’t want to push, I know you’ll continue to keep my updated. Don’t forget, my mom is a LAPD officer. Without crossing any lines, she might be able to get us something useful. Call me!
(Sarah): Mmmmhmmm…they picked on the wrong girl to mess with and they are going to find that out the hard way, that’s all I’m gonna say. Anyway, Daughters of Darkness, Dumbasses and Debutants, whatever you call yourselves…I’ll see you two at Havoc and give you a proper introduction into HWA. Bye!
Sarah closes ends the video as the scene fades to black.
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