Post by Kandi Washington on Sept 19, 2016 16:19:06 GMT -5
The scene opens up in one of the Kandi Land’s Gentlemen Club in the United States and the cameras start rolling inside her back office. As she’s in her office, there is a plasma television set setup in the corner with footage of Kandi Washington’s match last week on pause. The moment she paused was when Kat knocked her out outside the ring after being counted out. Kandi Washington is wearing a golden colored cocktail stress with a pair of black and gold heels. She is standing next to Drake and after looking at the footage for a second, she looks back at Drake: pointing down at the television set as she opens the scene.
Kandi Washington: “Can you believe what that little bitch did to me, Drake!? She had the audacity to attack me outside the ring and hurt me in such a way I was always sent to the hospital with a broken fucking neck!”
She continues to rub the back of her neck as she stares with hatred in her eyes. Drake just shakes his head in disgust.
Drake Knight: “You will get your payback soon enough, Ms. Washington. She made this personal between you two and you will have the final word.”
She stomps her right foot as she perches her hands on her hips.
Kandi Washington: “Your damn right I am going to have the last word! Nobody and I mean NOBODY puts their hands on the Queen Bitch and gets away with it!”
She raises her right hand and drags her finger down Drake’s chest.
Kandi Washington: “But right now, I want you to completely take Danny out of commission. I want her to be completely vulnerable and lost when it comes to Revenge. The only way she can be totally vulnerable is if you dismantle Danny Hawkins to such extremes that he is unable to show up at Revenge.”
She licks her lips seductively as she cocks her head up while Drake Knight looks down at her with a grin.
Kandi Washington: “I know she is going to find her fat ass way down to ringside for this match, but if she so much tries to lay a single hand on you—I am going to snap her neck! I have never had so much hate and disgust for somebody like I have for Kat. Kat is absolutely out of her mind if she believes for one-second she’s the dominant female of NAW! Nobody steals a page out of Kandi Washington’s book and gets away with it.”
She flips her hair over the shoulder as she stares over her shoulder. Somebody slides a piece of paper beneath her office door. She ignores it as she looks back over at Drake.
Drake Knight: “Don’t sweat the little shit. It’s not important right now. After Revenge she will be out of yours and my hair forever. You will have proven to everybody you truly are the better woman.”
He crosses his arms as she looks excitingly confident.
Drake Knight: “I want to see the look of sorrow in her eyes when she watches helplessly as her little boyfriend is being tossed around that ring like a rag doll. Does he really think our inter-gender tag victory was a fluke? Does he think he can muscle up some talent in a few short days to be able to compete against me? It’s foolish for anybody to think they can do anything besides fall victim to the Knight-mare and Knight, Knight!”
She slides her hand through her hair and brings it down to the back of her neck as she lifts her head up. She starts nod as she continues to nod.
Drake Knight: “It’s humorous how he thinks you’re going to be looking for another bodyguard because he plans on putting me on the inactive roster. The boy must have eaten his Wheaties with Silk Milk this morning because I don’t think I have ever recalled Danny Hawkins showing so much confidence before.”
Kandi rolls her eyes as she flips her hair over the shoulder once more.
Kandi Washington: “Are you fucking serious right now Drake? He’s not eating his Wheaties, but he’s been getting blowjobs for the past two weeks from that whore Katherine! There’s no other explanation for his stupidity and his bullshit remarks! If he did his homework ACCURATELY and precisely, he would know I am not a one-bodyguard kind woman. I also have Ice in my corner, but I am waiting to unleash Sweet Annihilation on the tag team roster because first, WE need to take care of light work.”
Drake laughs.
Drake Knight: “Light work is an understatement.”
Kandi starts rubbing her hands together as she smirks wickedly. She turns to the camera with her index finger pressed against her chin.
Kandi Washington: “Oh Danny, how have you been recovering since I delivered that kick to your nuts in our little tag team match? You know the kick heard around the world!? It was ultimately the kick that stopped you dead in your tracks and Drake was able to capitalize on it when he devastatingly planted your deadweight ass on the canvas! Guess what!?”
She reaches her hand over as she starts slapping the front of his chest.
Kandi Washington: “We will do it in a fucking New York minute again because I don’t give a fuck about breaking the rules or sticking my nose in other people’s business because what happens in my ring is MY fucking business!”
She licks her lips as she slides her hand through her hair once more. Drake laughs as he nods over at her. Kandi turns to her side and starts strutting toward the door. She leans down with her hand holding the handle, picking up the piece of paper. As she opens the door, she uses her hips to hold it and starts unraveling the paper. She begins reading it as she walks out into the hallway. The scene fades back on Drake and Drake Knight turns completely around so he’s now facing the camera crew. He continues to have his arms folded across his face as he’s intently scowling down at the front camera.
Drake Knight: “I hope you enjoyed your little walk down memory lane Danny because after Meltdown, it’s not going to be a visible memory any longer. Danny, you can look for all the weaknesses you want about me, but ask yourself this question really hard before you decide to run your mouth again. Do I really look like a weak opponent? Was I a weak opponent the first time we stepped inside the ring? If you answered yes to these questions, then you’re obviously not very smart and your little girlfriend has completely misjudged you. I look for weaknesses as well and I scope out every inch of my opponent. I look to inflict pain on my opponents. I find it quite easy when my opponents are the size of third graders because then I can use my impeccable size advantage to overpower anything you try to throw my way. Size alone Danny, you should already recognize you’re completely out of place in this match. You don’t belong in the same ring with me, but because your girlfriend seems to not be able to refrain from disrespecting Kandi Washington, I have to take out one of the most important people in Kat’s life. So you see Danny, this isn’t anything between you and I. I am simply doing this to help Kandi by weakening Kat’s position in the match at Revenge. You just keep getting up and coming back for seconds when you should walk away. You should just throw your hands up and consider this is an impossible challenge. Do you know what your partner is Danny? You lack the intelligence to know when you’re in a dangerous situation.”
Drake licks his lips.
Drake Knight: “A dangerous situation is anything when you’re standing across from me. This doesn’t have to be hardcore or a no disqualification match for it to be dangerous. I don’t need tables, chairs, or ladders to aid me in the assassination of Danny Hawkins. Do you know what makes me so dangerous Danny?”
He unfolds his arms and holds his fists up to the camera. The camera zooms in on his knuckles.
Drake Knight: “These things are what makes me a dangerous weapon. That’s right, I’m a walking weapon and you’re not the only one who used to play football in high school. I was nicknamed the bulldozer because I would run through opponents like a freight train out of control. I was the best defensive player on the field and nobody wanted to be the man standing across from me. I remember how many concussions I was responsible for and I even broke a few bones in the progress. My mean streak didn’t just stop after I graduated high school, I took a job at a local strip club in Vegas. You might know it Danny; it’s called Kandi Land. I’ve used my muscle and power to toss drunks and idiots out on their asses without hesitation. Nobody wanted to mess with me. So long before I even enter this business, I was a monster. I was a beast and nobody wanted to standup to me. I do have to admit, you’re one of the few who are actually looking forward to a match with me. I don’t know if it’s confidence, lack of experience, or you’re just plain stupid.”
He raises his eyebrow and cocks his head down as he chuckles out loud.
Drake Knight: “I have my opinion on the statement, but I will put my hypothesis to the test in our little match. Or what I should call it, an experiment. You’re experimenting to see if you have what it takes to stand in the ring with the big boys. Hopefully if you’re in any condition to even walk after our showdown, you won’t be playing in my sandbox anymore. You’ll take your toys and run along back home with your mommy and daddy. It’s quite sad how sometimes it takes somebody being completely annihilated inside the ring before they even comprehend the very thought getting the big picture. You are not the first opponent I have had to face who thought he was capable of going toe to toe with the big boys. When was the last time you stepped inside the ring with Rocky Hollywood? James Price? Noah Hanson? Oh wait, what about Jason Phoenix?”
He taps his hand on the side of his head as he cocks his eyebrow up.
Drake Knight: “I didn’t think so. If you faced anybody else, ANYBODY ELSE, you wouldn’t be as arrogant. Since you’ve made second base with Kat this week, you feel like you’re on cloud 9. You feel untouchable and like nothing can break your spirits. I am not going to break your spirits Danny; I am going to shatter every last dream you had on becoming something big in professional wrestling! I want the last visual Kat has of you is a broken, useless, and bloody man lying on his back in the middle of the ring with no signs of awareness of where he is. I want to see if she is going to cry over your body lying there batted and bruised, then we will find out if she truly has a heart or if she’s just a sleazy, disgusting, and nasty whore!”
He brings his hands down to the front of his jeans as he clasps his fingers around his belt loops.
Drake Knight: “You can try to use reverse psychology on me and get inside my head. You can try to dictate my relationship with Kandi Washington and my role as a bodyguard. You can assume she’s holding me back from accomplishing the world. Kandi Washington has allowed me multiple times to venture out on my own and accomplish bigger and better things. You see Danny, I never bite the hand that feeds me. I know my role in this company and I have Kandi Washington to thank for all the opportunities I have been given. Without the Queen of Professional Wrestling, I would literally have nothing. I wouldn’t be able to get in that ring and showcase my impeccable strength and abilities. When I hear people spear badly or poorly about Kandi Washington, it drives me insane. It pushes me over the edge and ultimately, something snaps inside me. I lose all train of thought and I aim to hurt as many people as I possibly can. I refuse to let you try to meddle in my business affairs when my career is far more impressive than yours has ever been. You are going to learn to respect Kandi Washington because once you respect her, you will automatically respect me!”
He pounds his right fist against his chest.
Drake Knight: “I find it quite ironic how the most replaceable superstar on the roster is calling me replaceable. Comparing me to a credit card and shit. Danny, when was the last time you held the Legacy Championship? Have you even held it yet? What have you done in NAW? I hear all the shit and cranny about Kat making a legacy for herself as the first Femme Fatale Champion and the first woman inducted in the Hall of Fame, but what have you done? I think the only thing you’ve done that I can remember is stealing another man’s girl. Then again, my philosophy is a man can never take another woman away because if the woman really wants to be somewhere, she’ll be there. Dating Kat is the only thing I know you from. You couldn’t even muscle up the talent to win back at Hall of Fame. You buckled under pressure and folded like a bad poker hand. I laughed at your performance and yet you want to threaten me? You want to tell me how replaceable I am? You have to be fucking kidding me right now! Good luck you little piss ant because you’re going to need all the luck you can get before Meltdown. You’re just a few hours away from getting on the ride Knight-Fall, bitch!”
He says with authority as he too begins walking toward the door, but before he can get to it—the scene fades to black.
Kandi Washington: “Can you believe what that little bitch did to me, Drake!? She had the audacity to attack me outside the ring and hurt me in such a way I was always sent to the hospital with a broken fucking neck!”
She continues to rub the back of her neck as she stares with hatred in her eyes. Drake just shakes his head in disgust.
Drake Knight: “You will get your payback soon enough, Ms. Washington. She made this personal between you two and you will have the final word.”
She stomps her right foot as she perches her hands on her hips.
Kandi Washington: “Your damn right I am going to have the last word! Nobody and I mean NOBODY puts their hands on the Queen Bitch and gets away with it!”
She raises her right hand and drags her finger down Drake’s chest.
Kandi Washington: “But right now, I want you to completely take Danny out of commission. I want her to be completely vulnerable and lost when it comes to Revenge. The only way she can be totally vulnerable is if you dismantle Danny Hawkins to such extremes that he is unable to show up at Revenge.”
She licks her lips seductively as she cocks her head up while Drake Knight looks down at her with a grin.
Kandi Washington: “I know she is going to find her fat ass way down to ringside for this match, but if she so much tries to lay a single hand on you—I am going to snap her neck! I have never had so much hate and disgust for somebody like I have for Kat. Kat is absolutely out of her mind if she believes for one-second she’s the dominant female of NAW! Nobody steals a page out of Kandi Washington’s book and gets away with it.”
She flips her hair over the shoulder as she stares over her shoulder. Somebody slides a piece of paper beneath her office door. She ignores it as she looks back over at Drake.
Drake Knight: “Don’t sweat the little shit. It’s not important right now. After Revenge she will be out of yours and my hair forever. You will have proven to everybody you truly are the better woman.”
He crosses his arms as she looks excitingly confident.
Drake Knight: “I want to see the look of sorrow in her eyes when she watches helplessly as her little boyfriend is being tossed around that ring like a rag doll. Does he really think our inter-gender tag victory was a fluke? Does he think he can muscle up some talent in a few short days to be able to compete against me? It’s foolish for anybody to think they can do anything besides fall victim to the Knight-mare and Knight, Knight!”
She slides her hand through her hair and brings it down to the back of her neck as she lifts her head up. She starts nod as she continues to nod.
Drake Knight: “It’s humorous how he thinks you’re going to be looking for another bodyguard because he plans on putting me on the inactive roster. The boy must have eaten his Wheaties with Silk Milk this morning because I don’t think I have ever recalled Danny Hawkins showing so much confidence before.”
Kandi rolls her eyes as she flips her hair over the shoulder once more.
Kandi Washington: “Are you fucking serious right now Drake? He’s not eating his Wheaties, but he’s been getting blowjobs for the past two weeks from that whore Katherine! There’s no other explanation for his stupidity and his bullshit remarks! If he did his homework ACCURATELY and precisely, he would know I am not a one-bodyguard kind woman. I also have Ice in my corner, but I am waiting to unleash Sweet Annihilation on the tag team roster because first, WE need to take care of light work.”
Drake laughs.
Drake Knight: “Light work is an understatement.”
Kandi starts rubbing her hands together as she smirks wickedly. She turns to the camera with her index finger pressed against her chin.
Kandi Washington: “Oh Danny, how have you been recovering since I delivered that kick to your nuts in our little tag team match? You know the kick heard around the world!? It was ultimately the kick that stopped you dead in your tracks and Drake was able to capitalize on it when he devastatingly planted your deadweight ass on the canvas! Guess what!?”
She reaches her hand over as she starts slapping the front of his chest.
Kandi Washington: “We will do it in a fucking New York minute again because I don’t give a fuck about breaking the rules or sticking my nose in other people’s business because what happens in my ring is MY fucking business!”
She licks her lips as she slides her hand through her hair once more. Drake laughs as he nods over at her. Kandi turns to her side and starts strutting toward the door. She leans down with her hand holding the handle, picking up the piece of paper. As she opens the door, she uses her hips to hold it and starts unraveling the paper. She begins reading it as she walks out into the hallway. The scene fades back on Drake and Drake Knight turns completely around so he’s now facing the camera crew. He continues to have his arms folded across his face as he’s intently scowling down at the front camera.
Drake Knight: “I hope you enjoyed your little walk down memory lane Danny because after Meltdown, it’s not going to be a visible memory any longer. Danny, you can look for all the weaknesses you want about me, but ask yourself this question really hard before you decide to run your mouth again. Do I really look like a weak opponent? Was I a weak opponent the first time we stepped inside the ring? If you answered yes to these questions, then you’re obviously not very smart and your little girlfriend has completely misjudged you. I look for weaknesses as well and I scope out every inch of my opponent. I look to inflict pain on my opponents. I find it quite easy when my opponents are the size of third graders because then I can use my impeccable size advantage to overpower anything you try to throw my way. Size alone Danny, you should already recognize you’re completely out of place in this match. You don’t belong in the same ring with me, but because your girlfriend seems to not be able to refrain from disrespecting Kandi Washington, I have to take out one of the most important people in Kat’s life. So you see Danny, this isn’t anything between you and I. I am simply doing this to help Kandi by weakening Kat’s position in the match at Revenge. You just keep getting up and coming back for seconds when you should walk away. You should just throw your hands up and consider this is an impossible challenge. Do you know what your partner is Danny? You lack the intelligence to know when you’re in a dangerous situation.”
Drake licks his lips.
Drake Knight: “A dangerous situation is anything when you’re standing across from me. This doesn’t have to be hardcore or a no disqualification match for it to be dangerous. I don’t need tables, chairs, or ladders to aid me in the assassination of Danny Hawkins. Do you know what makes me so dangerous Danny?”
He unfolds his arms and holds his fists up to the camera. The camera zooms in on his knuckles.
Drake Knight: “These things are what makes me a dangerous weapon. That’s right, I’m a walking weapon and you’re not the only one who used to play football in high school. I was nicknamed the bulldozer because I would run through opponents like a freight train out of control. I was the best defensive player on the field and nobody wanted to be the man standing across from me. I remember how many concussions I was responsible for and I even broke a few bones in the progress. My mean streak didn’t just stop after I graduated high school, I took a job at a local strip club in Vegas. You might know it Danny; it’s called Kandi Land. I’ve used my muscle and power to toss drunks and idiots out on their asses without hesitation. Nobody wanted to mess with me. So long before I even enter this business, I was a monster. I was a beast and nobody wanted to standup to me. I do have to admit, you’re one of the few who are actually looking forward to a match with me. I don’t know if it’s confidence, lack of experience, or you’re just plain stupid.”
He raises his eyebrow and cocks his head down as he chuckles out loud.
Drake Knight: “I have my opinion on the statement, but I will put my hypothesis to the test in our little match. Or what I should call it, an experiment. You’re experimenting to see if you have what it takes to stand in the ring with the big boys. Hopefully if you’re in any condition to even walk after our showdown, you won’t be playing in my sandbox anymore. You’ll take your toys and run along back home with your mommy and daddy. It’s quite sad how sometimes it takes somebody being completely annihilated inside the ring before they even comprehend the very thought getting the big picture. You are not the first opponent I have had to face who thought he was capable of going toe to toe with the big boys. When was the last time you stepped inside the ring with Rocky Hollywood? James Price? Noah Hanson? Oh wait, what about Jason Phoenix?”
He taps his hand on the side of his head as he cocks his eyebrow up.
Drake Knight: “I didn’t think so. If you faced anybody else, ANYBODY ELSE, you wouldn’t be as arrogant. Since you’ve made second base with Kat this week, you feel like you’re on cloud 9. You feel untouchable and like nothing can break your spirits. I am not going to break your spirits Danny; I am going to shatter every last dream you had on becoming something big in professional wrestling! I want the last visual Kat has of you is a broken, useless, and bloody man lying on his back in the middle of the ring with no signs of awareness of where he is. I want to see if she is going to cry over your body lying there batted and bruised, then we will find out if she truly has a heart or if she’s just a sleazy, disgusting, and nasty whore!”
He brings his hands down to the front of his jeans as he clasps his fingers around his belt loops.
Drake Knight: “You can try to use reverse psychology on me and get inside my head. You can try to dictate my relationship with Kandi Washington and my role as a bodyguard. You can assume she’s holding me back from accomplishing the world. Kandi Washington has allowed me multiple times to venture out on my own and accomplish bigger and better things. You see Danny, I never bite the hand that feeds me. I know my role in this company and I have Kandi Washington to thank for all the opportunities I have been given. Without the Queen of Professional Wrestling, I would literally have nothing. I wouldn’t be able to get in that ring and showcase my impeccable strength and abilities. When I hear people spear badly or poorly about Kandi Washington, it drives me insane. It pushes me over the edge and ultimately, something snaps inside me. I lose all train of thought and I aim to hurt as many people as I possibly can. I refuse to let you try to meddle in my business affairs when my career is far more impressive than yours has ever been. You are going to learn to respect Kandi Washington because once you respect her, you will automatically respect me!”
He pounds his right fist against his chest.
Drake Knight: “I find it quite ironic how the most replaceable superstar on the roster is calling me replaceable. Comparing me to a credit card and shit. Danny, when was the last time you held the Legacy Championship? Have you even held it yet? What have you done in NAW? I hear all the shit and cranny about Kat making a legacy for herself as the first Femme Fatale Champion and the first woman inducted in the Hall of Fame, but what have you done? I think the only thing you’ve done that I can remember is stealing another man’s girl. Then again, my philosophy is a man can never take another woman away because if the woman really wants to be somewhere, she’ll be there. Dating Kat is the only thing I know you from. You couldn’t even muscle up the talent to win back at Hall of Fame. You buckled under pressure and folded like a bad poker hand. I laughed at your performance and yet you want to threaten me? You want to tell me how replaceable I am? You have to be fucking kidding me right now! Good luck you little piss ant because you’re going to need all the luck you can get before Meltdown. You’re just a few hours away from getting on the ride Knight-Fall, bitch!”
He says with authority as he too begins walking toward the door, but before he can get to it—the scene fades to black.