Post by Alice Knight on Feb 18, 2022 14:09:18 GMT -5
The scene opens up with Alice Knight sitting in a chair at her home looking directly into the camera. She is all business this week. Getting straight to the point.
Alice: Hey hey, Gilbert. Yes, that's double HEY from me Alice Knight to you Gilbert. I have finally acknowledged you. I hope that makes you smile. I hope that fills your heart with butterflies or whatever. I know you are like a super fan, one of the many super OWL is NIGHT fans out there in the world. You just happen to be a pro wrestler breaking into the business too. I've been there. I was a young rookie trying to make it big in the world of wrestling. Some make it. Me. Some don't. Well... not saying that's you but... let's just say on the next episode of Massacre won't be the breakout for you. I will beat you. Simple.
Alice pulls out notebook and pen.
Alice: Now that we got that out of the way. I'm not a complete meanie. I don't look at you as an enemy. The opposite. You and I could be friends. I know you've had some trouble with those pecker faces The Dravers' as well. So let's just say, you and I have a common enemy. But still. Since this is like your second or third match, um, ever. With someone you clearly admire, um, ME! Alice Knight. If... if you want to be friends after this match. If losing to your infatuation doesn't kill your dreams out there at Massacre. Well, we can always get a friendly drink and share stories. AKA you listen and likely pay. But in order for that to happen. There's a few simple rules you need to follow in our match. I mean, i know its a fight. I know it is competition and anything usually goes. But I think you and I can have a fair fun match. But... rules will be followed...
Alice looks at her notebook.
Alice: First things first. There will be NO copping a feel, also known as, 'boob grab-age'. Nor can you squeeze but butt cheeks. Now i know, wrestling is physical. And things happen. But i'll know the difference. So be a professional, GIlb'. No trying to make out with me. I've been in there with a lot of guys in the ring. Bob Grenier, Perzag, Roach among others. And while I am SURE they were tempted to pucker up and kiss the Owl goddess since i ooze sexual tension, they didn't out of being professional and would usually just try and punch my face in. Which was also not that cool to be honest. But... that's the sport. So no kissing. And only punching.
Alice squints at her notebook and laughs. She flips the notebook over to show the camera a rough doodle of a duck.
Alice: Isn't that cute? I drew it last night. I swear it only took me 2ish hours. Haha. Anyway. Another rule is... well... i'm not sure if you have any REAL life friends. But I know how geeks work when they are together. Scheming plans. I've seen Sixteen Candles. So while we are wrestling, I will hope that you won't get one of your nerdy buddies to sneak into my dressing room and steal an undergarment or some of my things I have just to show off on the inter-webs or your Alice Knight Fan Club chat rooms. So please don't steal from me. And finally, if we are wrestling and you have me in a hold, again with no boob grab-age or ass squeezing, and you some how feel aroused. Gilbert, god damn it. If you get a boner in this match and dare to spray your shorts at any point. I will never speak to you again. Friend or foe. We're done. Keep it professional... Damn it. Ok. If you follow these rules, after I pin or submit you. We can have a friendly drink. Anyway. I look forward to our match. And look forward to us perhaps starting a friendship. HOOT
Alice smiles as the scene fades out.
Alice: Hey hey, Gilbert. Yes, that's double HEY from me Alice Knight to you Gilbert. I have finally acknowledged you. I hope that makes you smile. I hope that fills your heart with butterflies or whatever. I know you are like a super fan, one of the many super OWL is NIGHT fans out there in the world. You just happen to be a pro wrestler breaking into the business too. I've been there. I was a young rookie trying to make it big in the world of wrestling. Some make it. Me. Some don't. Well... not saying that's you but... let's just say on the next episode of Massacre won't be the breakout for you. I will beat you. Simple.
Alice pulls out notebook and pen.
Alice: Now that we got that out of the way. I'm not a complete meanie. I don't look at you as an enemy. The opposite. You and I could be friends. I know you've had some trouble with those pecker faces The Dravers' as well. So let's just say, you and I have a common enemy. But still. Since this is like your second or third match, um, ever. With someone you clearly admire, um, ME! Alice Knight. If... if you want to be friends after this match. If losing to your infatuation doesn't kill your dreams out there at Massacre. Well, we can always get a friendly drink and share stories. AKA you listen and likely pay. But in order for that to happen. There's a few simple rules you need to follow in our match. I mean, i know its a fight. I know it is competition and anything usually goes. But I think you and I can have a fair fun match. But... rules will be followed...
Alice looks at her notebook.
Alice: First things first. There will be NO copping a feel, also known as, 'boob grab-age'. Nor can you squeeze but butt cheeks. Now i know, wrestling is physical. And things happen. But i'll know the difference. So be a professional, GIlb'. No trying to make out with me. I've been in there with a lot of guys in the ring. Bob Grenier, Perzag, Roach among others. And while I am SURE they were tempted to pucker up and kiss the Owl goddess since i ooze sexual tension, they didn't out of being professional and would usually just try and punch my face in. Which was also not that cool to be honest. But... that's the sport. So no kissing. And only punching.
Alice squints at her notebook and laughs. She flips the notebook over to show the camera a rough doodle of a duck.
Alice: Isn't that cute? I drew it last night. I swear it only took me 2ish hours. Haha. Anyway. Another rule is... well... i'm not sure if you have any REAL life friends. But I know how geeks work when they are together. Scheming plans. I've seen Sixteen Candles. So while we are wrestling, I will hope that you won't get one of your nerdy buddies to sneak into my dressing room and steal an undergarment or some of my things I have just to show off on the inter-webs or your Alice Knight Fan Club chat rooms. So please don't steal from me. And finally, if we are wrestling and you have me in a hold, again with no boob grab-age or ass squeezing, and you some how feel aroused. Gilbert, god damn it. If you get a boner in this match and dare to spray your shorts at any point. I will never speak to you again. Friend or foe. We're done. Keep it professional... Damn it. Ok. If you follow these rules, after I pin or submit you. We can have a friendly drink. Anyway. I look forward to our match. And look forward to us perhaps starting a friendship. HOOT
Alice smiles as the scene fades out.