Post by Sierra Silver on Jun 28, 2021 19:08:28 GMT -5
We find Sierra Silver and Robert B. Goode standing in a dim meat locker, a giant slab of meat is hung on a hook. Sierra is dressed in pink sweatpants, a light blue puffy winter jacket, pink mittens, and white earmuffs with cat ears on top. Goode, meanwhile, is wearing just red athletic shorts and black sneakers. His arms are crossed as he watches Sierra shadowbox.
Okay, Sierra. It’s been revealed you have a shot at the Sin World title against Chelsea LeClair at Rebirth. And until that match happens, we need to ensure you are prepared.
Sierra doesn’t stop punching the air as she speaks.
Right on, Bobby! What’re we doing first??
We are going to work on your trash talking.
Okie cool!
Sierra boxes for a moment before slowly stopping. She looks up at Goode.
Wait, I thought you did the trash-talking for me? Because I don’t like being mean!
Yes, but it will mean more if it comes from you. I know you have that mean spirit within you.
I… dunno about that…
Sure you do. Now, let’s practice on your opponent this week, Aphrodite IX. Tell her exactly what you’re going to do to her.
Oh… Okie! Aphrodite Nine! I’m… I’m gonna… Um…
Goode sighs.
Tell her you’re going to tie her into knots until she begs for mercy!
I’m gonna… tie your shoes for you, Aphrodite Nine!
No- *sigh* Okay, let’s try something simpler. Tell her she’s ugly.
You’re chubby!
You can’t even- Ugh…
I’m sorry, Apphy, that was mean! You’re not chubby you look very fit! Not that there’s anything wrong with being bigger! Everyone is beautiful just how they are! Just like you, you’re beautiful!
Sierra.
Yessum?
Goode bends down and retrieves a spray bottle from the floor. He sprays Sierra in the face with it.
Ah! Cold cold cold!
Bad. Bad girl.
Sierra wipes her face off with her mittens.
That was mean…
Yes! Yes it was! Use that. Get angry. Get mean. Take what you’re feeling and put it into words! Tear into your opponent!
I feel cold! It’s already cold in here and that water didn’t help!
I apologize. Next time I will use warm water.
Thank you!
But first, I need you to say at least one mean thing about Aphrodite Nine.
Okie Okie! Let me think…
Sierra sits cross-legged on the floor of the cold freezer and thinks. A few moments pass, and nothing. Soon, the screen switches to “a few minutes later”. When it returns to the duo, Sierra is still thinking. Goode is leaning on the wall, swiping through his phone.
Another “a few minutes later” screen flashes. Goode is sitting against the wall, clearly asleep. Meanwhile, Sierra is still thinking. Until finally…
I GOT IT!
Goode suddenly snaps to attention, turning his head to his client. Sierra stands to her feet and looks off to nowhere in particular.
Aphrodite, you‘re a part of a stable. The Unstable, to be specific! You’re supposed to be a super dominant, scary bunch of people. But y’know what I think? I think you’re all talk! Remember the Glory tournament?? The only one of you who managed to beat me, Jin, you decided to kick out!
I may be small, I may be unassuming, but that’s exactly what I want you to think! In all honesty, I’m a dangerous wrestling machine, I will outwork you every day of the week. I will run circles around you. I will soar high through the air only to crash onto you with a weight of the world, with the heat of the sun! All you can do is sit and watch, and mayhaps beg for mercy! But mercy will not come! The last thing you will see is Sister Sin. All you will see is Sierra HECKIN Silver!!!
Sierra looks over to Goode for confirmation. Goode smiles and gives her a thumbs up. The scene then fades out…
Then fades back into the sleeping face of Robert.
Bobby…
Sierra pokes Goode’s face with her mitten-covered hand. He soon stirs and looks up at Sierra.
Wha…?
I think I’m ready to say mean words!
Oh… all right. Go ahead…
Okie! *ahem* ...You’re gonna lose, Apphy and I’m gonna win and that’s a fact, Jack! Er… Apphy…
Goode just sighs.
Good enough...
Okay, Sierra. It’s been revealed you have a shot at the Sin World title against Chelsea LeClair at Rebirth. And until that match happens, we need to ensure you are prepared.
Sierra doesn’t stop punching the air as she speaks.
Right on, Bobby! What’re we doing first??
We are going to work on your trash talking.
Okie cool!
Sierra boxes for a moment before slowly stopping. She looks up at Goode.
Wait, I thought you did the trash-talking for me? Because I don’t like being mean!
Yes, but it will mean more if it comes from you. I know you have that mean spirit within you.
I… dunno about that…
Sure you do. Now, let’s practice on your opponent this week, Aphrodite IX. Tell her exactly what you’re going to do to her.
Oh… Okie! Aphrodite Nine! I’m… I’m gonna… Um…
Goode sighs.
Tell her you’re going to tie her into knots until she begs for mercy!
I’m gonna… tie your shoes for you, Aphrodite Nine!
No- *sigh* Okay, let’s try something simpler. Tell her she’s ugly.
You’re chubby!
You can’t even- Ugh…
I’m sorry, Apphy, that was mean! You’re not chubby you look very fit! Not that there’s anything wrong with being bigger! Everyone is beautiful just how they are! Just like you, you’re beautiful!
Sierra.
Yessum?
Goode bends down and retrieves a spray bottle from the floor. He sprays Sierra in the face with it.
Ah! Cold cold cold!
Bad. Bad girl.
Sierra wipes her face off with her mittens.
That was mean…
Yes! Yes it was! Use that. Get angry. Get mean. Take what you’re feeling and put it into words! Tear into your opponent!
I feel cold! It’s already cold in here and that water didn’t help!
I apologize. Next time I will use warm water.
Thank you!
But first, I need you to say at least one mean thing about Aphrodite Nine.
Okie Okie! Let me think…
Sierra sits cross-legged on the floor of the cold freezer and thinks. A few moments pass, and nothing. Soon, the screen switches to “a few minutes later”. When it returns to the duo, Sierra is still thinking. Goode is leaning on the wall, swiping through his phone.
Another “a few minutes later” screen flashes. Goode is sitting against the wall, clearly asleep. Meanwhile, Sierra is still thinking. Until finally…
I GOT IT!
Goode suddenly snaps to attention, turning his head to his client. Sierra stands to her feet and looks off to nowhere in particular.
Aphrodite, you‘re a part of a stable. The Unstable, to be specific! You’re supposed to be a super dominant, scary bunch of people. But y’know what I think? I think you’re all talk! Remember the Glory tournament?? The only one of you who managed to beat me, Jin, you decided to kick out!
I may be small, I may be unassuming, but that’s exactly what I want you to think! In all honesty, I’m a dangerous wrestling machine, I will outwork you every day of the week. I will run circles around you. I will soar high through the air only to crash onto you with a weight of the world, with the heat of the sun! All you can do is sit and watch, and mayhaps beg for mercy! But mercy will not come! The last thing you will see is Sister Sin. All you will see is Sierra HECKIN Silver!!!
Sierra looks over to Goode for confirmation. Goode smiles and gives her a thumbs up. The scene then fades out…
Then fades back into the sleeping face of Robert.
Bobby…
Sierra pokes Goode’s face with her mitten-covered hand. He soon stirs and looks up at Sierra.
Wha…?
I think I’m ready to say mean words!
Oh… all right. Go ahead…
Okie! *ahem* ...You’re gonna lose, Apphy and I’m gonna win and that’s a fact, Jack! Er… Apphy…
Goode just sighs.
Good enough...