Post by Brandi Moore on Jul 12, 2010 2:16:34 GMT -4
:: We see Brandi, walking down the corridor, hunting, yes hunting, for Matt Kraven's office. Brandi doesn't look to be herself. Yes, she looks hot. Yes, she's wearing her tight jeans, tight t-shirt which shows off her perfect, boner-popping cleavage, yes she's wearing makeup. But she doesn't look herself. She's pissed. She feels betrayed. She feels cheated on. She feels disrespected.
Not long ago, she was walking down this hallway, announcing her return to Full Force Pro. Not long ago, she walked into the office she's about to enter, kissed Matt Kraven, and gave him the ride of his life, like she had done so many other times.
But this time, he wasn't going to get what he loved to get from Brandi. No sex, no blow jobs, no fooling around. This time, it was business. Because Matt did the one thing that Brandi never thought he would do, he GAVE the FFP Diamond Championship, to someone else. He gave it to his new skank, his new flavor of the month, Rochelle. Matt gives that title to absolutely no one, unless it's Brandi Moore.
Brandi reaches the door. She knocks once, with a loud pound in the middle of the door. Then she swings the door open. Matt is sitting behind his desk, like usual. He's got his Cincinnati Reds hat on backwards, no sign of his new skank.
He looks shocked. Stands to meet Brandi, as she enters, and slams the door behind her. ::
Matt Kraven: Brandi, hey...
:: He can tell something is wrong.::
Matt Kraven: What's wrong?
Brandi Moore: You know what the fuck is wrong! You know!
:: He can't believe how pissed off she is. He reaches out to try to attempt any kind of help he can.::
Brandi Moore: Fuck you! You gave my title away! You GAVE MY FUCKING TITLE, to that little slut! What the fuck?!
Matt Kraven: Brandi...
Brandi Moore: FUCK YOU! I stood by you during everything! And because I wanted to take a step back, and get away from the grind of constantly being on the road for just a little while, you fuck me over, and you GIVE my fucking title to another girl...to a fucking skank, Rochelle! WHAT...THE...FUCK?!
:: Kraven is speechless. He can't believe what he's hearing. He for some reason, can't understand why Brandi is as pissed off as she is.::
Matt Kraven: Brandi...
Brandi Moore: NO! Listen, you son of a bitch! You want to put on a good show Saturday?! You wanna give the crowd a good show? Then I'm taking my fucking title back! So book it, because it's on! That title is as good as mine! And her pretty little face is going to be all fucked up, because I'm going to fucking destroy her Matt! I'm going to destroy her!
Matt Kraven:Brandi, I can't do that, the card is set...
Brandi Moore: Matt! No! You didn't hear me. BOOK...IT...IT'S...ON! Rochelle is defending that title that you fucking GAVE her, against the only girl here that deserves it...ME!
Matt Kraven:Bran...
Brandi Moore: BOOK IT MOTHER FUCKER! IT'S ON!
:: After downright screaming at Kraven, Brandi turns back around, opens the door, and immediately slams it as she exits. Kraven is left, standing, puzzled, only having really one option, he thinks...to book it mother fucker, because it's on.::
Not long ago, she was walking down this hallway, announcing her return to Full Force Pro. Not long ago, she walked into the office she's about to enter, kissed Matt Kraven, and gave him the ride of his life, like she had done so many other times.
But this time, he wasn't going to get what he loved to get from Brandi. No sex, no blow jobs, no fooling around. This time, it was business. Because Matt did the one thing that Brandi never thought he would do, he GAVE the FFP Diamond Championship, to someone else. He gave it to his new skank, his new flavor of the month, Rochelle. Matt gives that title to absolutely no one, unless it's Brandi Moore.
Brandi reaches the door. She knocks once, with a loud pound in the middle of the door. Then she swings the door open. Matt is sitting behind his desk, like usual. He's got his Cincinnati Reds hat on backwards, no sign of his new skank.
He looks shocked. Stands to meet Brandi, as she enters, and slams the door behind her. ::
Matt Kraven: Brandi, hey...
:: He can tell something is wrong.::
Matt Kraven: What's wrong?
Brandi Moore: You know what the fuck is wrong! You know!
:: He can't believe how pissed off she is. He reaches out to try to attempt any kind of help he can.::
Brandi Moore: Fuck you! You gave my title away! You GAVE MY FUCKING TITLE, to that little slut! What the fuck?!
Matt Kraven: Brandi...
Brandi Moore: FUCK YOU! I stood by you during everything! And because I wanted to take a step back, and get away from the grind of constantly being on the road for just a little while, you fuck me over, and you GIVE my fucking title to another girl...to a fucking skank, Rochelle! WHAT...THE...FUCK?!
:: Kraven is speechless. He can't believe what he's hearing. He for some reason, can't understand why Brandi is as pissed off as she is.::
Matt Kraven: Brandi...
Brandi Moore: NO! Listen, you son of a bitch! You want to put on a good show Saturday?! You wanna give the crowd a good show? Then I'm taking my fucking title back! So book it, because it's on! That title is as good as mine! And her pretty little face is going to be all fucked up, because I'm going to fucking destroy her Matt! I'm going to destroy her!
Matt Kraven:Brandi, I can't do that, the card is set...
Brandi Moore: Matt! No! You didn't hear me. BOOK...IT...IT'S...ON! Rochelle is defending that title that you fucking GAVE her, against the only girl here that deserves it...ME!
Matt Kraven:Bran...
Brandi Moore: BOOK IT MOTHER FUCKER! IT'S ON!
:: After downright screaming at Kraven, Brandi turns back around, opens the door, and immediately slams it as she exits. Kraven is left, standing, puzzled, only having really one option, he thinks...to book it mother fucker, because it's on.::