Post by Naddie THE Baddie on Aug 27, 2023 16:23:25 GMT -5
When your life starts out like shit there's nowhere to go but up.
Back in Detroit things were getting nastier and meaner since things were getting to be more expensive. People were just trying to make ends meet but couldn't so they ended up getting violent and taking shit from other people who were poorer than them. Kids ended up in gangs to help out with bills their parents should be taking care of and parents were too busy working two three jobs to see what was happening to their kids. Strip clubs were booming with new girls but a lot of them were ending up dead too. It was sad but Naddie couldn't care less about her home town. It was a shit hole she didn't miss. She just missed a few people in it who weren't as lucky to get out.
Naddie lay across her bed at Kimption the Forum Hotel in Charlottesville, Virginia twirling bubble gum on the end of her finger while talking on the phone. Yeah Yeah, the voice on the other end said sarcastically. The conversation started up normal enough talking about the weather in both places and how each person was doing the usual, but Naddie didn't call her bestie Shanna just to talk about the same old same old catching up type of conversation. Naddie was calling to make fun of Le Bord de Dieu.
Hey, did you get those tickets I sent you? Don't sell them just because you need the money. I want to see you after the show. They have me debuting against someone else who's new here, someone named le bored de doo doo or some shit.
le bored de doo doo, what kinda name is bored de la doo doo? They let anyone on television now.
She's from France and probably smells like doo doo. Don't they piss and shit in the street? I heard somewhere they piss and shit in the streets. You didn't answer my question about the tickets, did you get them?
I got them but I ain't got a way to get there boo. My hands are tied up at the salon and I can't take time off you know that.
Naddie rolls over onto her back pouting. Shanna was the only person she trusted to do her hair and do it right. She needed her for her debut match in OCW to make sure she was looking fly. Now she was stuck with plan B which was trying to find someone who at least wouldn't fuck up her hair.
What if I pay you more than what you would've been paid if you stayed there? I really need you to come do my hair for this match.
You may be a hot shot wrestler now Nae but you can't afford that. Why do you need me to do it so badly? Just pull it up you'll be fine.
Are you serious?
Naddie sat up on the bed looking annoyed.
Appearances mean something Shay and if I'm looking like raggedy anne- who the hell is going to want to watch raggedy anne wrestle? This bitch doo doo looks like she pulls hair too and I don't want her ripping out my weave.
Pulling your hair I thought you guys actually fight like fight fight none of that street bullshit.
Seasoned wrestlers know how to fight; she's not seasoned, in fact she is about as seasoned as a Caucasian ladies chicken.
Knocking at the door broke up the conversation. Naddie stood up from her bed and walked to the door, opening it just a crack and pushing her phone in her chest.
Yes?
Lindy LeRoux, from OCW, we had an interview scheduled?
Naddie puts the phone up to her head.
Hey I'll call you back.
Naddie hangs up the phone and puts her finger up.
One minute.
Naddie closes the door and throws on a pair of jeans with an oversized T then opens the door all the way.
Ok, ready.
The interview opens with Lindy LeRoux sitting on one of the hotel chairs near the bed. Naddie is sitting on her bed with her legs hanging off still in her ripped up jeans and oversized shirt. Her hair is somewhat a mess but pulled up into a clip so it looks presentable. Obviously Naddie forgot about this interview so she also seems flustered by the whole thing.
So Naddie how does it feel to be back to wrestling after taking a break? You must be excited to get back in the ring after all this time out of it.
Don't do that, don't make it sound like I've been gone some long ass time from this shit. I took two months off count em two. Two months ain't a long time and during that time I didn't stop wrestling I just decided to take some time in underground places doing some actual fighting not just wrestling. I don't want this Pepé Le poo poo bitch to get the wrong idea that just because I took some time off I'm rusty. I don't want her or anybody else thinking that I ain't still got it after only two months off. I want Casper to bring her A game not thinking I'm gonna be easy to take out.
Okay, well with this being your debut here in Outcasts, are you excited? Have you been preparing?
Yeah, I'm ready to get back into this shit. Those underground companies taught me a lot and made me step my game up. I've been hitting the gym and the reg shit you do to get ready for a fight but I've also kept the fight going outside of the ring. Wrestling is a lot different than fighting you got rules in place to keep people safe in wrestling but when you're just straight up fighting a mother fucker rules don't exist you're just trying not to end up in hospital or dead. Since I took time off from wrestling and started fighting I've changed my mindset and I'm going to bring that over into wrestling.
Interesting, can you elaborate?
Naddie rolls her eyes.
I'm not just the flashy type. Yeah, I'm still going to get in the ring and do my thang but I'm also a threat this time. I was all about the flash before making moves just to get a reaction out of the crowd. I ain't doing that shit anymore. I aim to win. The underground fighting scene opened my eyes to what I'd been missing. I don't give a fuck about putting on a show no more I just care about winning.
Well then I guess it goes without saying you're planning to walk out of your debut the winner.
Against Bored Poo Poo? Duh! She's a sloppy excuse of a wrestler. She kicks and screams, scratches, claws, and goes for the eyes to win a match, the cheapest attacks anyone can do. I've fought a lotta chicks like her back home and they are all talk and no show. Pfft. She'll probably end up crying the first punch I land. At least after our match she'll have a little color because of the bruises I'm gonna leave. Then there's her throwing her body at someone? The hell does she think that's gonna do? You come charinging at me like a fucking psycho I'm going to throw your ass outside of the ring and dropkick you from the top rope. She ani't even trying to fight with fists just her whole ass body like some damn weirdo, duh fuck. Good luck getting me on my back long enough to run or stomp on me. Who the fuck runs on their opponent? She tryin’ to pop they back? Then you got her head butting and screaming or trying to scratch you with her freddie kruger nails like some type of wild bird. Maybe her name should be Le Bored de Doe Doe because shes boring and acts like a fucking doe doe bird.
Needless to say you're not impressed with your opponent?
Apparently I didn't make it clear since you decided to say it huh? Goth tweety bird ain't shit. The most interesting thing about her is that she's from France and speaks with an accent. Her moves in the ring are a fucking mess and the stupid ass costume she wears makes her a bigger joke. Fucking goth big bird over here. She's fucking mental if she thinks she stand any chance against someone who actually knows what the fuck they doing in the ring.
She could surprise you.
The only thing that surprises me is they let that nut out of her cage long enough to wrestle. She'd rather take both herself and whoever out in a match than just fucking wrestle like a normal human being probably so she can be different. Just because you different don't mean you're important.
She should be a good fit against you, maybe give you back an edge at least--
Are you saying I don't have one?
Naddie looks annoyed.
No--
Lindy backtracks.
I just mean you were on a losing streak before you took a break.
Naddie looks pissed.
I lost two singles matches one against a 6'7 fucking tank of a dude, one tag team match that ended up being a mother fucking handicap match because my partner just left mid match, and I had that Televsion Championship in the bag if it wasn't for Cherry sticking her damn nose in my bussiness again. There was also a fucking win in the middle of that so it wasn't a streak do your damn research.
Sorry, do you have any more thoughts on your upcoming match?
Yeah, just a few. First of all Le Bored Of You pick up a trainer at your nearest gym because you can't do shit with baby fighter moves. Second of all, if you're gonna hurt yourself do it on your own damn time. You're so bad you make me look bad just for being in the same place at the same time. This shit's gonna be almost too easy because they dropped the 30+ year old emo on me. You probably didn't think you'd make it past sixteen but after dropping dead seemed to damn hard for you to do and you realized you had no dreams or goals you turned to wrestling as your new form of self harm. This shits going to be too easy.
Naddie laughs and sticks out her tongue.
Well thank you for your time and good luck.
I don't need luck.
Back in Detroit things were getting nastier and meaner since things were getting to be more expensive. People were just trying to make ends meet but couldn't so they ended up getting violent and taking shit from other people who were poorer than them. Kids ended up in gangs to help out with bills their parents should be taking care of and parents were too busy working two three jobs to see what was happening to their kids. Strip clubs were booming with new girls but a lot of them were ending up dead too. It was sad but Naddie couldn't care less about her home town. It was a shit hole she didn't miss. She just missed a few people in it who weren't as lucky to get out.
Naddie lay across her bed at Kimption the Forum Hotel in Charlottesville, Virginia twirling bubble gum on the end of her finger while talking on the phone. Yeah Yeah, the voice on the other end said sarcastically. The conversation started up normal enough talking about the weather in both places and how each person was doing the usual, but Naddie didn't call her bestie Shanna just to talk about the same old same old catching up type of conversation. Naddie was calling to make fun of Le Bord de Dieu.
Hey, did you get those tickets I sent you? Don't sell them just because you need the money. I want to see you after the show. They have me debuting against someone else who's new here, someone named le bored de doo doo or some shit.
le bored de doo doo, what kinda name is bored de la doo doo? They let anyone on television now.
She's from France and probably smells like doo doo. Don't they piss and shit in the street? I heard somewhere they piss and shit in the streets. You didn't answer my question about the tickets, did you get them?
I got them but I ain't got a way to get there boo. My hands are tied up at the salon and I can't take time off you know that.
Naddie rolls over onto her back pouting. Shanna was the only person she trusted to do her hair and do it right. She needed her for her debut match in OCW to make sure she was looking fly. Now she was stuck with plan B which was trying to find someone who at least wouldn't fuck up her hair.
What if I pay you more than what you would've been paid if you stayed there? I really need you to come do my hair for this match.
You may be a hot shot wrestler now Nae but you can't afford that. Why do you need me to do it so badly? Just pull it up you'll be fine.
Are you serious?
Naddie sat up on the bed looking annoyed.
Appearances mean something Shay and if I'm looking like raggedy anne- who the hell is going to want to watch raggedy anne wrestle? This bitch doo doo looks like she pulls hair too and I don't want her ripping out my weave.
Pulling your hair I thought you guys actually fight like fight fight none of that street bullshit.
Seasoned wrestlers know how to fight; she's not seasoned, in fact she is about as seasoned as a Caucasian ladies chicken.
Knocking at the door broke up the conversation. Naddie stood up from her bed and walked to the door, opening it just a crack and pushing her phone in her chest.
Yes?
Lindy LeRoux, from OCW, we had an interview scheduled?
Naddie puts the phone up to her head.
Hey I'll call you back.
Naddie hangs up the phone and puts her finger up.
One minute.
Naddie closes the door and throws on a pair of jeans with an oversized T then opens the door all the way.
Ok, ready.
The interview opens with Lindy LeRoux sitting on one of the hotel chairs near the bed. Naddie is sitting on her bed with her legs hanging off still in her ripped up jeans and oversized shirt. Her hair is somewhat a mess but pulled up into a clip so it looks presentable. Obviously Naddie forgot about this interview so she also seems flustered by the whole thing.
So Naddie how does it feel to be back to wrestling after taking a break? You must be excited to get back in the ring after all this time out of it.
Don't do that, don't make it sound like I've been gone some long ass time from this shit. I took two months off count em two. Two months ain't a long time and during that time I didn't stop wrestling I just decided to take some time in underground places doing some actual fighting not just wrestling. I don't want this Pepé Le poo poo bitch to get the wrong idea that just because I took some time off I'm rusty. I don't want her or anybody else thinking that I ain't still got it after only two months off. I want Casper to bring her A game not thinking I'm gonna be easy to take out.
Okay, well with this being your debut here in Outcasts, are you excited? Have you been preparing?
Yeah, I'm ready to get back into this shit. Those underground companies taught me a lot and made me step my game up. I've been hitting the gym and the reg shit you do to get ready for a fight but I've also kept the fight going outside of the ring. Wrestling is a lot different than fighting you got rules in place to keep people safe in wrestling but when you're just straight up fighting a mother fucker rules don't exist you're just trying not to end up in hospital or dead. Since I took time off from wrestling and started fighting I've changed my mindset and I'm going to bring that over into wrestling.
Interesting, can you elaborate?
Naddie rolls her eyes.
I'm not just the flashy type. Yeah, I'm still going to get in the ring and do my thang but I'm also a threat this time. I was all about the flash before making moves just to get a reaction out of the crowd. I ain't doing that shit anymore. I aim to win. The underground fighting scene opened my eyes to what I'd been missing. I don't give a fuck about putting on a show no more I just care about winning.
Well then I guess it goes without saying you're planning to walk out of your debut the winner.
Against Bored Poo Poo? Duh! She's a sloppy excuse of a wrestler. She kicks and screams, scratches, claws, and goes for the eyes to win a match, the cheapest attacks anyone can do. I've fought a lotta chicks like her back home and they are all talk and no show. Pfft. She'll probably end up crying the first punch I land. At least after our match she'll have a little color because of the bruises I'm gonna leave. Then there's her throwing her body at someone? The hell does she think that's gonna do? You come charinging at me like a fucking psycho I'm going to throw your ass outside of the ring and dropkick you from the top rope. She ani't even trying to fight with fists just her whole ass body like some damn weirdo, duh fuck. Good luck getting me on my back long enough to run or stomp on me. Who the fuck runs on their opponent? She tryin’ to pop they back? Then you got her head butting and screaming or trying to scratch you with her freddie kruger nails like some type of wild bird. Maybe her name should be Le Bored de Doe Doe because shes boring and acts like a fucking doe doe bird.
Needless to say you're not impressed with your opponent?
Apparently I didn't make it clear since you decided to say it huh? Goth tweety bird ain't shit. The most interesting thing about her is that she's from France and speaks with an accent. Her moves in the ring are a fucking mess and the stupid ass costume she wears makes her a bigger joke. Fucking goth big bird over here. She's fucking mental if she thinks she stand any chance against someone who actually knows what the fuck they doing in the ring.
She could surprise you.
The only thing that surprises me is they let that nut out of her cage long enough to wrestle. She'd rather take both herself and whoever out in a match than just fucking wrestle like a normal human being probably so she can be different. Just because you different don't mean you're important.
She should be a good fit against you, maybe give you back an edge at least--
Are you saying I don't have one?
Naddie looks annoyed.
No--
Lindy backtracks.
I just mean you were on a losing streak before you took a break.
Naddie looks pissed.
I lost two singles matches one against a 6'7 fucking tank of a dude, one tag team match that ended up being a mother fucking handicap match because my partner just left mid match, and I had that Televsion Championship in the bag if it wasn't for Cherry sticking her damn nose in my bussiness again. There was also a fucking win in the middle of that so it wasn't a streak do your damn research.
Sorry, do you have any more thoughts on your upcoming match?
Yeah, just a few. First of all Le Bored Of You pick up a trainer at your nearest gym because you can't do shit with baby fighter moves. Second of all, if you're gonna hurt yourself do it on your own damn time. You're so bad you make me look bad just for being in the same place at the same time. This shit's gonna be almost too easy because they dropped the 30+ year old emo on me. You probably didn't think you'd make it past sixteen but after dropping dead seemed to damn hard for you to do and you realized you had no dreams or goals you turned to wrestling as your new form of self harm. This shits going to be too easy.
Naddie laughs and sticks out her tongue.
Well thank you for your time and good luck.
I don't need luck.