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LipstickPatti: KNOCK KNOCK...."Hey Zoey....this is Patti...i came here to wish you good luck for the match against that Beverly....aaaaand....i have something for you to drink...it's an energy drink...you need it!!"

Zoey1: i am in my locker room putting my knee pads on and getting myself ready for my match against Beverley, i turn

LipstickPatti: an evil smile appers on my face as you start to drink from the bottle where i've put about ten drops of sleeping medication , my plan seems to work...i'm tired of all the times you mocked me about my age, my size and the fact you defeated me in our last match becoming the hardcore Champion. It's time for some payback and i hope that Beverly will do the dirty work for me. "I'm sure you will kick that fat ass in no time!"...

Zoey1: you are standing behind me as i put my knee pad on, after sipping the water, after a little while i start to feel a bit unwell, sitting down on the chair, my stomach and head feeling sore 'what the hell have you given me bitch'

LipstickPatti: "Hey how dare you! I just tried to be nice to you and came to wish you good luck. What's the matter hun?" i smile evily but try to hide it...."aren't you feeling good?" i say as i look at that belt of yours that soon will be mine. At least i hope that Beverly will hurt you so bad and i'll ask to Mark to have a match with you soon, not giving you the time to recover from the beating....so it will be easy for me to be the Hardcore Champion finally!.....Then a WWE boy comes and knock at the door..."Champ...one minute and you have to step into the ring...Beverly is making her entrance right now". I help you up...."c'mon Champ now wear that belt of yours and show her why you're the Champ!"...

Zoey1: I get up but stagger a bit, i try to leave the locker room showing that i am fine, but clearly i am not, i highly suspect that bitch has put something in the drink to try and affect me and weaken me for my big match with beverly

LipstickPatti: I see you getting up....and now it's me mocking you..."Awwwww you look soooooo beautiful! Look at that attire!! i would love to wear a white one like yours! You could lend it to me sometime!" then i help you to lace your title belt around your waist...."ok now you're perfect!" kick her fat ass and show her who's the prettiest Champion in WWE....i say giving you a sweet caress to your cheek and to you hair, adjusting some of them like if i want you to be perfect and beautful for your brutal beating"..."good luck Zoey!"...

 

Beverly: Finally i have my chance to wrestle against that bitch of the Hardcore Champ. I hate her so much since the first time i saw her. She is too arrogant and offensive, and she acts like if she is the best and most beautiful wrestler in WWE. But tonite i’m going to give her an attitude adjustment. I know her WWE Hardcore title belt will not be on the line tonite, but it doesn’t matter. I just want to hurt her both physically and psychologically and send her to the hospital. Since the Champions usually enter for 2nd ones, i’ll enter into the ring for first one. My intro music  plays as I walk to the ring slowly, ignoring all the fans who tries to slap my hands. I get “boooos” only but this is what i expected and what i like. I love to be the hated by the crowd when they see me hurting her heorine. Once i step into the ring…a loud “ohhhhhhhhh” echoes in the arena since there are some people who see me for the first time and t they get shocked by how obese i am…my attire doesn’t leave much to the immatination since i like to show off…so not only my big ass on display for all to see but also my thick arms, my fat thighs and my big calves…i'm wearing a zebra print one piece back thong high cut...many people looks in horror...on my knees white knee pads and no boot since my legs are too big. I’ve on a slutty makeup: long fake black eyelashes, black eyeshadow red fingernails and toenails and red lipstick....my blonde hair all free except for some tied up in a big high ponytail. I do a quick walk around the ring looking at all the crowd like if i want to scare them...The ref and the speaker comes into the ring after me and they step to the center of the ring while i go to my own corner as we now are waiting for the WWE Hardcore Champion entrance.. 

Zoey1: I am in my dressing room looking at myself in a full length mirror, getting myself mentally attuned and prepared for my upcoming match with Beverly. I can't help but think she'll need some sort of cart to wheel her to the ring, i can hear the crowd booing and her entrance music, the walls are thin, i sip from a bottle of water, i feel the usual mix of emotions before a match, some nerves which are understandable, but also determination, focus and intensity. I decide to try and play a few mind games, making her wait in the ring for me, the door of my dressing room knocked a few times, i don't reply, after some time i shout 'yeah yeah i am coming, fuck sake', i put the Hardcore belt over my shoulder and leave my dressing room and make my way down to the ring, i am wearing a white leotard, white boots and knee pads, i emerge from the curtain slowly making my way to the ring, high fiving the crowd,  not really caring about them, but more mind games, keeping you waiting, i walk up the 3 ring steps and stop at the top to grab the pole and look around me before stepping through the middle rope and into the squared circle, looking over at my opponent i feel like she could collapse of a heart attack at any moment, if she lay on a beach she'd be harpooned, she's a very big woman, i look fantastic as always,     going to a corner back against the buckles, arms across the top ropes

Beverly: i don't feel nervous, at least not yet....but you don't come out and i look at the ref to see if he knows what's happening...crowd starts to chant your name. i leave the corner for a moment doing a quick walk around the ring ....even the crowd now starts to murmour.. but as you emerge from the curtain a big roars echoes in the arena and i see that nice smile of yours....i slowly come back to my own corner and keep my expression serious if even i'm smiling inside. I was waiting for this moment since you got that title belt. I'm here to show everyone you don't deserve that belt and i'm pretty sure if i will defeat you tonite, i'll get a title match because that belt belongs to me. But tonite you're the crowd favourite...everyone is when they wrestle me. And i have to say that the choice of a white attire was great cause i plan to make you bleed a lot. But you are making everything slow, too slow. as you take your time with your fans showing yourself off, grabbing that pole seductively like if you were a pole dancer and it's clear you're trying to provoke me. I act like if i'm calm if even i'm not. I just can't wait to hear the bell sound...as you step into the ring i look you from your white boots to your face, so well makup'ed thinking to myself it will be a shame to ruine your face tonite. You are more than 300lbs lighter than me and compared to me you're much more beautiful....you know that and that's why you play in that way... But at least this is our roles.. big black wrestlers like me are always considederd as heels....and, at least, i like this role. ..and white blondes like you are considered crowd favourite...and i'm fine with that as well cause your defeat will be more embarassing...i'm fantasizing about that while i'm leaning backward in my corner a bit more..making the ropes at my sides tensing for the big weight i'm putting agains the turnbuckle.....the speaker now starts to say in the mic...mtc

Beverly: "Ladies and gentlemen welcome to the main event of the night.....If even this is a non title match we have a big WWE wrestler facing one of our WWE Champions...Introducing first, at the height of 5’8” and 490lbs..with a WWE record of 3 wins and just 1 loss.....she's the biggest wrestler in WWE..Please say hi tooo…BEEEEEEVERLYY!” I don’t move from my own corner…just lift one arm in the air ….don’t saying a word…but i get a lot of catcalls and "boooooooos"....but also some cheers from some black people behind me....but it's only 5% of all the crowd....my eyes right focused into yours and on your belt as i lick my lips again already tasting a premature victory waiting for your intro...

Zoey1: the announcer now introduces me 'Beverley's opponent, standing at 5 foot 8 and 155 pounds, the Hardcore Champion of the WWE federation, please welcome ZZZZZOOOOOEEEYYYY, i wave to the crowd and soak in their adulation, applause, cheers and love. Holding the belt above my head, before giving it a kiss and giving it to the referee who holds it up to the crowd, i grab the microphone 'and this is a non title match, this bitch is from the great state of obesity, look at her, you wish you were me, i look so good and i have the belt', i give the announcer the microphone and the ref hands the belt over to some man at ringside, i look down 'lose that belt or mark it and i'll bitch slap you', as i start to pull the top rope and shake my arms and legs to get them loosened and warmed up, rolling my neck and shoulders

Beverly: i hear your announcment not moving a finger of mine....i keep my eyes looking into yours....and as you take the microphone and say some words i lift my eyebow...i love the way you look so cocky and confident...since you became champion you've got a big head and think you've become a sexy icon. All the peple seems to love this version of you. But i show off an evil smirk....thinking to myself how much time you put in your locker room to look good like this, applying all that makeup just to end up all bloody....and i plan to hurt you very much tonite. ...so as you kiss the belt leaving a red mark of your own red lipstick over it i shake my head...leaing back to the corner as i put my left foot over the lower rope like if i'm waiting for the start of your massacare...

Zoey1: i can see the bookmaker pointing to his nose and shoulders giving the odds in the secret bookmaker language of tic tac, betting slips and cash are waved, some very last minute bets put on, i wonder if anyone really understands tic tac in here, but i regain my focus on the blimp that is standing opposite me, she looks like a bull, all she needs is a nose ring, the referee instructs the bell to be rung DIIIINNNGGG the match begins, i leave my corner pulling the top rope as we circle each other, i have never fought anyone as big as her before, i approach with caution, trying to cut the distance between us and i attempt to lock up with you centre of the ring

Beverly: the bell fianlly rings...and finally i have my chance to hurt this blonde barbie in front of everyone proving she doesn't deserve to wear that title belt...but you come off your corner fast, obviously more than i do...i walk cautionly to the center of the ring while we circle...you seem so fresh....and now it's me taking my time...and once we are close enough for a lockup you go for it...doing a "dumb blonde" error since i'm three times your size...but i go with that as well...not aiming for a classic collar and elbow lockup, but instead i grab your blonde hair and pull your upper body down just to throw my knee up against your gut as hard as i can trying to catch you by surprise and get an early advantage if i can....

Zoey1: my attempt at a lock up is quickly thwarted by my much bigger opponent as she slams her knee into my stomach, my groan of pain echos around the ring, air driven out of my body UUUURRHHH, feels like my scalp is on fire, tiny blonde strands of my hair fall through her fingers on to the blue canvas, i fold over holding my stomach, a rather silly move from my part, need to rethink my strategy here against a much larger opponent

Beverly: you bend over in front of me and i grab an handful of your hair pulling your head first up as hard as i can almost ripping your blonde hair off...and suddenly down as hard and fast as i can while i lift my right knee up aiming it at your pretty face, looking to hurt you early in the match and ruine your perfect makeup if i can sending you back to your own corner...

Zoey1: my scalp feels like it's burning, i grit my teeth groaning in pain, anguish and discomfort as my rival's big knee slams hard into my face, UUURRGHH i stumble backwards holding my face, my back against the buckles, my upper body folded over in the corner, the referee moving over to monitor the action 

Beverly: your fans became silent now and i look at them, for the first time i say something..."why don't you cheer her anymore?" I say as you still folded over in the corner holding your face...."does it hurt blondie?" i say as with your hair in my own hand i slam my knee to your face a couple of more times before to turn around and throw you toward me by your own hair in an hairmare....  ..

Zoey1: my rival taunting my fans, she has been the better tougher woman so far in this match, hard knees to my face hurt more as my hair is grabbed and i am hair mared down to the canvas landing hard on my back, the ring rattling and shaking on my impact, my face bright red as i roll to my side facing away from you holding my face

Beverly: i smile feeling myself satisfied for the good start i had....i'm making you look like a jobber...and i'm going to make you BE my jobber tonite...at least this is what i plan to.....so as you lay there rolling to your side facing away from me i walk over at you and step over your blonde hair now a bit messed up...forcing your face against the mat....there is no way you can move now.....i start to remove the top pad of the turnbuckle of that corner....planning to use it very soon...crowd roars and scream, trying to warn you about that...

Zoey1: my rival dominating the match so far, i have taken a lot of punishment so far, my blonde hair not looking as lovely as it was before the match started, my face forced against the canvas, trying to avoid getting particles of dust or dirt into my mouth, the canvas marking my face more

Beverly: some pople sat right in front of the corner where i'm taking off the pad are insulting me....but i just smile at them not taking care of what they say......once i' remove the pad from the corner exposing the steel over it i remove both of my feet from your hair and lift your head off the mat by your blonde hair....but as i do that i plant my right foot on the back your head just to slam your face down to the mat ....thits time a loud OHHHHHHHHHH...echoes from the arena....like if the people knows that this one was hard to take...

Zoey1: i can hear the crowd insulting my bigger opponent, i am nearly hit with a bottle that sails into the ring from the other side, the referee kicking it out of the ring, my head slammed down hard on to the canvas, some people sitting close to the ring wincing at that, i am laying on the canvas dazed and hurt

Beverly: i'm showing off my domination making you look like if you were a jobber instead of a Champion...but at least i have always thought that you can't hold that belt...you're too weak....and i'm just proving that....so as you lay onto the canvas dazed and hurt i reach for your hair....and try to pull you up savagely...making you look like a ragdoll...now i can see the facial expression of your fans that became worried....and i love that...i show your face to your own fans while i force you to look at them...

Zoey1: my rival dragging me up by my hair, more tiny strands fall on to the blue canvas, i am dazed as she shows my face to my fans in the crowd, my rival is dominating the match, i am barely able to stand, my back sore, my head thumping, trying to hold on to you in order to stay on my feet

Beverly: the match just started and i feel like if i already won it...."not so cocky and arrogant now?" i ask you first shaking your head by hair..then i ask to the crowd..."wasn't she cocky arrogant and so beautiful?" I say as i drag you by hair to the corner where i remove the top pad ...crowd begs me to don't do that...but i pull your head by hair backward and try to slam your pretty barbie face against the steel of the uncovered top of the turnbuckle....grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...

Zoey1: my rival slamming my head hard into the unprotected turnbuckle, a few people at ringside cover their mouths in shock as my face hits the steel, blood instantly drips down to the blue canvas from my face, my rival taunting the crowd, as i fall down to the canvas UUUFGGGHH

Beverly: all the crowd begging me to don't hit your face there but i ignore them and BAMHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...i smash you face hard against the steel of the turnbuckle making a "clang" sound. they got silent after that, worried to the consequences....and they are right since you drop onto the mat in fornt of the corner...and the blood instantly drips down onto the canvas from your forehead...i smile at your fans..."this is your Champion? Really?"...

Zoey1: i am on the canvas beside the turnbuckle, blood on my forehead trickling down my face on to the canvas, my blonde hair a mess, some blood on my head, i try to get to one knee, grabbing the middle ropes, my face over the middle rope, grabbing the ring apron, blood on the mat outside the ring, my rival taunting the fans, she is proving what a formidable force she is

Beverly: i lift you up by hair forcing you to look at your fans...."isn't she beautiful?" i say caressing your hair from behind like if i want to look sweet....but suddenly i lean over your forehead and bite right where you're bleeding making that cut becoming bigger as i dig my teeth into your forhead....all your fans screaming in fear...someone people covering their eyes as i'm hurting badly their heorine...

Zoey1: my rival is like an animal right now as she bites where i am bleeding and the cut gets bigger, her teeth marks showing on my forehead, more blood spills from my forehead on to the mat outside the ring, some fans shocked at the vicious nature of the match, people covering their eyes, my scream of anguish echoing around the ring

Beverly: i spit some of your own blood outside the ring while poeple screams as they just want to save you from my wickedness..i force you to turn around and place your back against the corner before to grab your arm and throw you to the opposite corner as hard as i can.....i wait just a moment before to run over at you full speed looking to splash my 490lbs against your body in the corner if i can knowing that it probably will finish you for good...your fans screaming at you...

Zoey1: my rival spitting blood outside the ring as i am thrown into the corner, hitting the turnbuckles hard, felt like the ring moved a few millimetres, i stumble out of the corner a few steps holding my face, it's bloody now, as it my hair as my rival hits me hard forcing me back into the corner, as i flop down on to the canvas barely moving

Beverly: you flop down ot the corner with your back against the turnbuckle...your fans shocked....no one can believe at their eyes...the Champ is getting completely destroyed....and i'm not done yet...i don't want just to win this match, i want to hurt and humiliate you....so i walk to the center of the ring bumping my hips like if i want to do a sexy walk...then i turn around and bend over a bit showing off my big fat butt cheeks at you...i grab my suit at the hips and pull..giving a wedgie to myself....then turn around and rush over at you turning around at the last moment as i try to hit your face with my big ass in a stinkface if i can...

Zoey1: i am being completely dominated by my much heavier aggressive opponent, she is like a wild animal, i am out of it as her fat ass cheeks hit my face, it's so big it takes up 2 post codes, some people liking that move, others looking on in disgust, there's no air at all as the referee comes over

Beverly: I press my butt against your face until I feel it pressing against my thong and vanishing into my big butt cheeks.. Your face completely hidden into my ass.. I grab the top ropes at my sides and rub my butt on your face showing off an evil smile... Crowd protesting as I show totally no respect for the Hardcore Champion humiliating her in a such mean way... Once I'm satisfied enough I get my ass off from your face and turn around grabbing your hair... "did you liked kissing my ass? Now get up" I say pulling you up by hair as all the blood and makeup now smeared across your pretty face and onto my butt.. ..

Zoey1: my face looks like it has disappeared as your ample backside completely covers it, my rival's ass rubbing into my face, i have no breath and finally she decides to remove her ass from my face, my face bright red, i struggle for air as my hair is grabbed, tiny blonde strands of hair fall on to the canvas through your fingers, blood on my hair leaving it matted, blood on my face dripping down on to the canvas as i am dragged to my feet

Beverly: i caress your blonde hair like if i act in a sweet way....whispering in your ear "did you had enough or want more?" like if now it's me doing a mental game with you...then i grab your left arm and throw you to the opposite ropes...i do some steps backard hitting the ropes behind me with my back just to give myself a boost forward and get some speed...if you bounce back at me i will oustretch my arm looking to hit you with a savage clothesline across your throat if i can..."grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr"...

Zoey1: my rival dominating me in this match as i am sent to the ropes at the other side of the ring coming off them back towards you i get hit with a clubbing savage clothesline across my throat, it sends me spinning through the air as i land hard on the canvas, the ring rattling and shaking on my impact as i lay on my stomach

Beverly: 

Beverly: i almost take offyour head off your body for the hard way my thick arm hits your throat...you fly spinning through the air and land hard onto the canvas laying on your stomach. the crowd "boooooooo" me but instead of getting mad i smile...this is my fuel. the most they "boo" the most i get nasty with my opponent. I do a slow walk around your body putting my right foot over your butt cheeks...i shake them a bit before to put my toes under your chest and roll you on your back while i adjust my blonde ponytail...i press my foot on your chest going to show once again totally NO RESPECT to the hardcore champ, pinning her in one of the most humiliating way ever...the ref drops onto the mat and slaps his hand..."oneeeeeeeee"...

Zoey1: i am laid out in the centre of the ring as my opponent puts her foot on my chest in an arrogant fashion and the referee gets down to his knees and slaps his hand on the canvas ONE ahhh, i am not moving, TWO ahhh, i am barely moving, THREE, he points to the bell and the bell rings to signify the end of the match, my bigger rival completely dominant, my face a bloody mess, my body aching in pain, the referee checking on me and indicating that i need medical assistance, so a few medics come into the ring to see to me, a hush falling over the arena

Zoey1: i am laid out in the centre of the ring as my opponent puts her foot on my chest in an arrogant fashion and the referee gets down to his knees and slaps his hand on the canvas ONE ahhh, i am not moving, TWO ahhh, i am barely moving, it's surely just a matter of time before my rival wins

Beverly: the ref slaps his hand once. twice and as he's going to slap 3 i lift my black foot from your chest and break the count on purpose showing off once again my dominance and no respect to the Champ i'm going to pin like a jobber...all the people yells at me throwing some popcorns into the ring in disapproval....but i'm not done yet....i reach for your hair and pull you up to your feet showing your bloody face to the crowd...."smile Barbie"...i say showing off your face all messed up while mine still perfect as it was at the start...

Zoey1: my rival arrogantly pins me and arrogantly breaks the count, she obviously isn't done punishing me yet, some items getting thrown into the ring, security going in and giving the people a telling off for the very dangerous popcorn throwing, my hair grabbed, tiny strands of hair on to the canvas as my rival shows my face to everyone

Beverly: i slam a fist to your already open forehead before to grab the bottoms of your whit swimsuit pulling it very hard, making your read looking like a thong, but i keep pulling lifting your boots off the mat and throw your body outside the ring right at the feet of your adoring fans ....

Zoey1: UUURRHHHH a hard fist to my forehead opens my wound up more as i am thrown outside the ring, like a bag of rubbish landing on the blue mat close to the guardrail, somewhat fortunate not to hit it, as i lay on my side, my body aching, face bloody, hair matted with blood

Beverly: i slip in between the ropes, the ref tries to stop me since he see you are in a such big trouble but i push him away...crowd roars and yells at me some bad words....but i don't mind...i show to some people my middle finger and push some fans of yours away ....i grab your right white boot and place your leg over the steel steps of the ring and then grab the hair of a young white girl throwing her away from her chair....i grab that chair and come back at you...i fold it and try to slam it onto your leg as hard as i can...

Zoey1 the chair slams down hard on my leg as it's draped over the steel steps, the sound echos around the ring as i shout in agony holding my leg, the referee rolling outside the ring to check on me, my rival is vicious

Beverly: I push the ref away and grab your hair forcing you up to your feet... I pull on your hair so hard ripping some off... All the crowd screaming at me as I'm hurting their heroine... But I show off my best smile forcing you to look at them.... Your face still bloody and some people begs me to stop hurting you... IT'S NOT ENOUGH! I say as I try to slam your face against the top of the steel barricades in front of your fans looking to make you red more and ruine your beauty if I can...

Zoey1: my hair grabbed as i am forced to my feet, my body screaming in pain, trying to hold on to you to stay on my feet, my face slammed hard against the top of the steel barricades as i am on one knee beside them holding my face groaning in pain

Beverly: you drop onto the floor in front the crowd....and i put my hands on my hips like if i'm waiting for you to get up...i wait 5 or 6 seconds while you scream pain holding your face with one hand....the crowd sat in front of us is so scared to see you bloody like this...it's a massacre...but i grab your blonde hair again and show your bloody face to the crowd...i HATE YOU for being so beautiful and that's why i want to ruine your beauty once for all disfiguring you...I'M NOT DONE!! i yell as the crowd BOOO me...but i don't mind at all and dig my nails onto the cut of your forehead looking to scratch them and make you bleed more...

Zoey1: my rival completely dominant as she stands there, my hair grabbed again, tiny strands of blonde hair fall on to the mat, feels like my scalp is on fire as the crowd boo my vicious opponent, her nails digging into the cut on my forehead, i scream in pain as more blood comes down on to my face, my hair matted with blood, i try to reach back and grab a handful of your hair

Beverly: i'm showing yo to all the crowd in front of us like if i want to show them how proud of your bloody face i am....and i know you are hurted and tired....but i'm enjoying beating you like this....the blood runs more on your face...dripping on your chest and swimsuit.....then i force you up to your feet...but as i do you reach back and grab an hadnful of my hair....AAAAAAAAHH....you pull making my head snapping backward....

Zoey1: i pull on your hair as i am dragged to my feet, i am exhausted and have taken a beating at the hands of my opponent, blood on my outfit and in my hair, also a lot of blood on my face, as we continue to be outside of the ring

Beverly: You are able to pull my hair and my head backward making me scream but this is all...DONT TOUCH MY HAIR WITH YOUR DIRTY HANDS.. I say as you makes my blonde hair dirty of your own blood making me getting mad.. So we are pulling the hair of each other but you are too weak and I slam your face over the top of the barricades looking to make you bleed more if I can...

Zoey1: my face slammed hard over the top of the barricade as i groan in pain falling to one knee beside it, holding my face, more blood dripping down on to the blue mat outside the ring, some lucky people at ring side getting a good look at the action unfolding

Beverly: i feel your hand letting go my hair as i keep your face showed to all the fans in front of me...they are shocked...and almost they can't recognize you anymore....you were so beautiful at the start and now their champ is a mask of blood....i pull you up on your feet keep pulling on your hair but this time i grab your bottoms yanking them so hard that i give you a nasty wedgie exposing your perfect butt cheeks for all to see like if you're wearing a thong and run you back to the ring tossing you under the lower rope...

Zoey1: i am thrown into the ring under the bottom rope, like a discarded half eaten cucumber sandwich at a sad buffet, tossed in like a bag of rubbish, my face a bloody mess, a mask of red, keep out of the black and into the red, you get nothing in this game for 2 in a bed

Beverly: i step over teh stairs and come back into the ring walking over at you...i grab your hair all bloody mess making the Hardcore Champ looking like a ragdoll at this point..    ..some fans of yours now beg me to stop hurting you like this....they are worried for your career and at this point for your health...but i show off a nasty smile like if i'm feeling pleasure in doing this....i force you up to your feet keeping your body bent over so i can show off your butt almost naked for the way i pulled your bottoms a moment ago...i lock your head between my thick fat thighs and move my arms around your waist...lifting you up easily....your crotch agaisnt my face.... 

Zoey1: my rival showing off her strength as i am easily lifted up, the crowd expecting her to slam me back down hard on to the canvas in a power bomb type of move, could the end be near

Beverly: i do a 360 degrees turning slowly before to slam you down on your back making you hit the back of your head as well onto the mat. basically throwing you as i drop on my knees onto the mat with a loud BAAAAAAAMH...that makes all the entire ring shaking... " style="background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.5); font-size: 1rem;">

Zoey1: my back hits the canvas hard, the ring rattling and shaking on impact as i lay there barely moving, looks like the match could well be overyt

Beverly: You barely move and the crowd almost beg me to stop hurting you like this.. But I hate you so much that I could keep hurting you for ever... So I grab you hair again and try to lift you up to your feet.. Your body seems not responding... And it's clear I want to hurt you more...all the people whistle at me... Screaming at me to stop... OH REALLY? WANT ME TO PIN YOUR CHAMP? SAY IT... I say as I force you up to your feet feeling like you are going down again... So suddenly I move my right hand between your thighs cupping your crotch, my other arm goes around your shoulder and I lift you up parading you some... Yelling to the crowd again... BEG ME TO PIN HER OR I'M GOING TO HURT HER MORE... I say as some people now yells at me to pin you..i nod at them... GOOD BOYS... before to kick my feet off looking to hit your head onto the mat with one of my finishers, a brainbuster... BAAAAMMM... " style="background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.5); font-size: 1rem;">

Zoey1: my rival is so vicious, mean and nasty, ooohhh she's a right devil in disguise so she is, horrible woman, evil, i am put back down to the canvas with a brainbuster, the ring rattling and shaking on my impact, 'would someone stop the damn match' is a shout from the crowd

Beverly: as i drop your body down onto the mat on your head the ref kneels next to you to check if you still breathing....then he looks at me..."C'mon Beverly...she's done...you're killing her!!" many people in the crowd are shocked, many are in tears and many are begging me to stop hurting you....i look at your body, bloody mess while i look almost perfect ...my makeup not smearing at all, my hair perfect, i just have my body covered in sweat but that's all. It's enough...you lay down at my feet...and now it's time to pin you ...but i want to do it in one of the most humiliating way ever, showing totally no respect to the Hardcore Champion....i lift my barefoot and put it over your mouth...the ref drops suddenly down to the mat, worried i will change my mind breaking the count again ..i put my hands on my hips smiling at you as the ref slaps his hand onto the mat ....1.....

Zoey1: the referee drops down to administer the count, i am not moving, blood on my outfit, face and smearing my hair as he counts One ahhh

Beverly: i look at Mark...HEY YOU...THIS IS YOUR CHAMPION? NEXT TIME I WANT A TITLE MATCH! the ref slaps his hand again as i put no effort to my foot on your face, i just don't need to...2....

Zoey1: the referee slaps his hand on to the canvas for a count of 3 as Beverly wins the match

Beverly: the ref slaps 3 and the bell rings....DING DING DING....I keep my barefoot on your face for like 3 more seconds. the says to you "i'm sorry Zoey" before he gets up lifting my arm i victory as i keep my foot on your mouth...crowd BOOOOO...meanwhile the announcer comes into the ring with your own title belt...YOUR WINNER....VIA PINFALL...IT'S BEEEVEERLYYYY...BUT STILL YOUR HARDCORE WOMEN'S CHAMPION...ZOEEEEEEEEEYY...

LipstickPatti: i was at ringside to see Beverly destroying you and as i saw her pinning you i came into your locker room waiting for you. I can her all the boos from the crowd, the match was a total massacre and i can see the consequences as some staff boys accompany you into your locker room. You're totally messed up...blood everywhere, but that belt still around your waist. As you join i act like if i'm so surprised and shocked..."Oh my God Zoey!! What happened?"...

LipstickPatti: 

Zoey1: i took a beating in that match with Beverly, my face covered in blood, hair matted, my outfit blood stained, i had to be helped back to the locker room by members of staff 'you put something in that drink bitch, get the police, and arrest her for drugging someone', i am going radio rental as i shout in pain, the staff telling me to calm down as they start to try to get the blood from me

LipstickPatti: I deny everything as the boys leave teh room...."who?? me? c'mon she was just better than you! admit it!! And you know what? i'm the next one to give you a brutal beating....sadly for you, next time your title will be on the line!! And you know what? the match is alraedy scheduled in 3 days..." i say with an evil smile knowing it wouldn't be enough for you to recover..."i'm gonna make you look like a jobber...exactly as Beverly just did".......then i act like as if I were disgusted by you and your body covered in blood..."Oh my God....it's so disgusting....you should take a shower...i say as i feel so good mocking you now....and this is just the start of my big revenge on you...."you're mine...that belt is mine....i'm going to put you into retirment, Zoey...i haven't forgotten what happened last time....you're reign is done!"....mtc

LipstickPatti: 

LipstickPatti: i say kicking you against your belly with my left foot, making the tip toe of my shoe going deep into your gut...while some pills pop out from my cleavage falling onto the floor if even i don't see them...."see you soon into the ring"...I say as i leave the room...