Post by Adelaide Ainsworth on Sept 26, 2019 21:21:40 GMT -5
Scene I: Addy, are you ok?
[Geordie the big overweight Irish-Italian with overly greasy hair and an ill-fitting suit is standing at an internal wooden door. Behind said door are a series of noises that can only be described as some chucking a tantrum.]
“Addy, are you ok?”
[Crash.]
“So, Addy are you ok”
[Smash.]
“Are you ok, Addy”
[Bang.]
“Addy, are you ok?”
[Slam.]
“So, Addy are you ok”
[Crack.]
“Are you ok, Addy”
[Crash.]
“Addy, are you ok?”
[Smash.]
“So, Addy are you ok?”
[Bang.]
“Are you ok, Addy?”
[Slam.]
“Addy, are you ok?”
[The door suddenly swings opens and Adelaide Ainsworth storms out of the room, it appears that the room behind is her bedroom, judging be the strewn mess and broken fixtures that can be seen behind as she pushes past Geordie, clearly pissed off. In typical, Addy fashion she is in her underwear, this time she is top top less and her vagina is barely covered by her black thong, not much thicker than dental floss in her ass crack.]
“So, Addy are you ok, are you ok Addy?”
“Fuck off with that Smooth Criminal shit Geordie.”
“Are…”
“Shut the fuck up, ya maggot.”
[Geordie laughs.]
“I’mma kill im”
“Who?”
“The Michael Jackson motherfucker that ripped me fuckin gold off and that bullshit fuckin white glove is gonnaget shoved up his fuckin ass.”
“You lost, Addy. Get over it. It was your first match.”
“Fuck that. Cunt stole it from me. I’mma make im pay ya just fuckin watch.”
[Adelaide slumps in a comfortable but ugly brown sofa. She reaches forward and picks up a well crafted and dick shaped bong off the glass coffee table in front of her. She angrily packs the cone of the apparatus being blazing up and enjoying the flavour of the smoke. She relaxes further back into the lounge. Geordie walks over and takes the bong from her grasp.]
“Hey, fuckin giv’it back.”
“No time, Addy. Jackie has a job for you.”
[Adelaide Ainsworth smiles. She likes jobs.]
Scene II: Backseat Ride
[Adelaide Ainsworth is sitting in the backseat of a car, nice black leather seats. She is surprisingly well dressed in a neat blue dress, though he cleavage is still well exposed. Next to her sits an African-American man. He is muscled in all the right places and wears an expensive and well tailored suit. In many ways he is the opposite of Geordie. This is Black Leon, so known to tell him apart from White Leon who is currently driving them to the job. Addy is a fan of Black Leon for reasons that are most certainly to do with the size of his dick. Black Leon obliges Addy’s sexual appetite for two reasons. One he is maie and two she is a wicked demon of sexual prowess.]
“Fuck I’m horny”
[Addy licks her lips and while sliding her leg onto Black Leon’s thigh. White Leon reaches up and adjusts the rear view mirror.]
“Not now, Addy.”
[Black Leon lifts her hand from his thigh. White Leon can be heard sighing from the front seat of the car, as he readjusts the mirror.]
“Awww.”
[She sighs playfully.]
“I wanna play. I’m stil fuckin mad about that bullshit in fuckin Texas.”
“Addy - it was you’re first match. I wouldn’t be too worried. What I heard was that the Madwoman is third generation. Experience you will get it.”
“Fuck ya Leon. Ya don’t get it. Fuckin wrestlin. It’s all’bout that gold. And I fuckin had til that Michael Jackson motherfuckin wannabe cunt screwed me over with his fuckin glove and shit. Fuck that. I’m fuckin mad.”
“Calm down, Addy. I thought ya liked being screwed over.”
[Black Leon laughs.]
“Fuck you! We’ll finish this fuckin job. And then I’m gonna cut whatever cunt is in front’a me next week,”
“You can’t solve all your problems with violence, Addy. You know that. You have to give people a chance."
“No fuckin cunt deserves a chance in Trinity. I should be the fuckin Television Champion. Now I gotta be a fuckin contender against this stupid fuckin bitch from New York. Gonna cut her fuckin pretty blonde locks off. Fuckin slut.”
“Family?”
“Fuckin doubt it. Got some fuckin upstate fuckin hyphenated rich slut sorta name. Kelly Penkzee-Nelson or somethin like fuckin that.”
“Then do what you need to do, Adelaide.”
[Addy shoots him a glare. She hates being called Adelaide, but she lets Black Leon get away with it. He is the only person she lets get away with it.]
“I fuckin need to do ya. Fuckin like right now."
[Addy leans over and reaches for the zip on the pants of Black Leon’s paints. White Leon reaches up and makes sure he can see Addy and Black Leon in the mirror]
“Save it for later.”
[Black Leon tapes White Leon on the shoulder.]
“We’re here.”
[White Leon turns to look at his passengers. His grey mullet flicks around with his head. His face is battered, he is clearly over fifty, edging closer to sixty.]
“Time for some fucking fun, kiddies.”
[He laughs a little crazily.]
Scene III: Bones and Balls
[The trio of Black Leon, White Leon and Adelaide Ainsworth were standing around a poor scared soul sitting on an office desk chair. The appeared to be in some form of store room as they were surrounded by shelves of boxes. The scared man on the chair was of Asian descent and was wearing the type of suit that your grandfather would be buried in in. His hair was grey and wispy, yet cut neatly. His face was age worn, and full of fear. White Leon foots his foot between the mark's legs and pushes him against the racks behind him.]
"Now when you borrow money from the Bigliani's ya got to pay it fucking back, Tsang."
[Tsang nods nervously.]
"Next week. Next Week"
"That's what you said last week, the week before that and the FUCKING week before that."
[White Leon stands over Tsang as he talks. He catches Tsang's eyes flicking to Black Leon and the gun butt that is visible under his jacket.]
"Oh. Don't be worried about that man, Tsang."
[White Leon points at Adelaide, who is just standing there in her blue dress.]
"Be worried about that devil in the blue dress right there."
[Addy waves at Tsang and smiles innocently.]
"The black man right there, he's just here in case you try to fucking run. The lady doesn't run well in heels.... So, Tsang where were we? That's right, when you borrow money from the Bagliani's you have to pay it back. Now, we are a reasonable organisation and we can understand that sometimes payments are difficult to make and you may miss one or two here and there. But, it's been four weeks since we've seen any money come across our table. That's not good enough."
[White Leon leans right into the face of Tsang.]
"Now it's time to pay up."
"No. No."
[White Leon reaches into his jacket and pulls out a roll of duct tape. He tapes it over the mouth of Tsang, who struggles as it applied. He throws the roll to Black Leon. White Leon then pulls a claw hammer out his jacket and hands to Adelaide - whose smile has gone from innocent to almost psychotic.]
"Shhh."
"Time to have some fuckin fun, Tsang."
"Leon just make sure he doesn't run. I'm going to find the cash this fucker has hidden away."
[Adelaide walks close to Tsang with the hammer her right hand. He tries to stand but Adelaide kicks him back down with her heel straight into his chest.]
"I fuckin got this."
[Addy keeps the heel planted firmly in the chest of Tsang.]
“Fuckin slow?”
[She grabs his right hand with her left and rips the ring finger down, breaking it somewhere around the bottom knuckle. Tsang’s screams are muffled by the duct tape covering his mouth.]
“Or fuckin fast?”
[Addy lifts her foot and uses it to spread his legs a little further apart. She turns the hammer around so the claw side is facing Tsang, she swings the claw into the testicles of her victim, so hard they lodge.]
“Oh fuck yeh!”
[Black Leon flinches. Addy smiles giddily. Tsang cries. Addy places a feet between Tsang’s legs for leverage and rips the hammer up towards his face.]
[White Leon calls out from another room.]
“Let’s go.”
“Awww.”
[Adelaide kisses Tsang on the forehead and follows Black Leon out of the room.]
Scene IV: Confession
[Addy walks into a church with White Leon.]
“Why the fuck we here, Addy?”
“Oi. Don’t swear in front of the lord.”
[Addy slaps Leon across the face. He is confused.]
“I hav’ta make confession.”
[Leon raises his eyebrows and looks at Addy.]
“Whatever.”
[Addy takes a seat in a pew, while just looks at her. She gets on her knees and assumes a position of prayer.]
“Forgive me father for I am about to Sin.”
“This comin Tuesday I set foot in the wrestlin ring against a woman named Kelly Penkzee-Nelson in a contendership match for a title that should be mine, if I was not f.. Impeded by a travesty of referee who clearly did not want the gold around my waist. And I can’t change that. I will fix him and his transgressions but I can’t get the gold… yet.”
“But… I can inflict things upon this sl… wench from New York. I will do things to her in that ring that men would have nightmares about. I will take her out of that ring and into the unstable environment and do things to her that would make even the most seasoned criminal cry. Not because I hate her, fu… actually I do hate her. I hate everything that blonde bi… bimbo could possibly be. I see those blonde locks and I want to cut them off and choke her with those dirty golden locks. Not just cut hair, I want to scalp her.”
“I know these are horrible thoughts.”
“But I will not have what is rightfully mine taken from me. When I see that blonde giraffe, I think about the bull… dust air of entitlement she walks with. I wanna cut her. I wanna make her smile from ear to ear. I nice red smile, and it has nothin to do with wearin a dolmio grin. I want that face to be scarred up so badly that her family will mistake her for a cheese grater and I will be the one to make her that way.”
“Does this make me bad?”
“I guess it does, but when somethin I want is within my grasp. I will do anythin to get it. I will break bones, I will gouge eyes, I will rip ears from heads. I will take scalps. Unfortunately, for Kay Pee En she’s the fu… she’s the bi… she’s the one I gotta go through ta get what I want. Just the way it is. It’s just’a bonus that she’s a pretty little bi.. Girl. She wants a shower of sparkles? I’ll give her a shower of blood. She wants to wear sequins? I will make a fu.. I will make a robes of her bones. I ain’t playin. A match for a chance to get back at Szalinski… Bit… Kay Pee En just in the fu… just in the way. Nothin’ personal when it comes to her… not yet anyway. But I will straight up murder that bit.. Woman, Kay Pee En if she tries to stop me from getting to Szalinski and that title at Bad Moon Rising.”
“Please forgive me that, father.”
[Addy gets to her feet and then quickly reassumes the prayer position.]
“And please forgive me for things I am about to do to Black Leon.”
[Addy stands and walks to White Leon who was waiting for her.]
“What the fuck was that.”
[She slaps him.]