Enter a Misfitt

[KraZ]

Enter My Mind plays over the p.a. Out walks a new woman with a hoodie jacket. She walks out at the end of the stage. She throws the horns and walks to the ring sliding in. Calls for the mic. She pulls back the hood. She speaks.

Looks like I'm moving up from ELF to AWF. I maybe still fighting in ELF, but I think its time to see what the big leagues look like. I maybe called an ANGEL here, but thats just a name. I am the New Black. I am what real wrestlers look like. So if anyone would like to be the first to feel the New Black.

She motions with her hand.

If anyone got the lack of balls that wants to fight..... Come on down.

Tag

[shelby]

"Excuse me, but real wrestler?" a voice booms from entrance area, revealing a smiling Shelby Danes from behind the entrance curtain in her workers uniform as she sported her new wrestling attire. The crowd watching them erupts in cheers, and begins chanting 'Dragon' over and over until Shelby held up a hand. "It's been a while, hasn't? Nevertheless, I'm offended by what your meaning of what a real wrestler looks like. Because quite honestly, you don't resemble me in the slightest." She laughs as the crowd agrees with her, "I'm a professional wrestler, I'm the professional wrestler that the Angel's division just picked up, and I'm the competition that everyone thrives for. But...you see...I'm laughing....I'm laughing because of your last statement." She places her hand on her forehead, and lightly scratches her eyebrow with her thumb, "I'm left to assume that you have your own pair of, well...e-hem." She points at the girl's crotch, "Or maybe you just prefer playing with them. I don't know you personally, but quite honestly I found that last statement just hilarious. Even then, I'm out here, I don't have male genitalia, and I'm feeling this need, this dire need to wrestle. Not fight mind you, wrestle. " She then pauses, "So, if you want to wrestle, then by all means, invite me into that ring." She places her hands on her hips, and closes her eyes as the crowd begins to chant 'Dragon' once more. Apparently they were fully aware of Shelby's previous endeavors, and her reputation as one of the best technical woman wrestlers in today's industry.

[KraZ]

Misfitt moves back and forth think about what was just said. She looks back at the stage, motions for Shelly to come down.
So your the best woman wrestler. That fine, but this means nothing to me. You don't want to fight... ok then I guess you get your way... we will wrestle. Now why don't you come to the ring so I can get a better look at you.

[shelby]

"I'm sorry, but how can it mean nothing to you, when in fact, we're both professional wrestlers, working for the same wrestling company." She shrugs to herself as she begins to walk down the entrance ramp. "And never once did I say I was the best, so stop putting words into my mouth that never existed to begin with. I said I was the professional wrestler, and the competition. Never once did I say I was better then you, or anyone else in the locker room." She was now at the entrance steps. Rubbing her feet against the ring mat, she cleans off any previous filth she had on them before. It was a new company, can't be having any previous encounters distract her in her first official match with this new one. Upon getting into the ring, she turns herself 360 degrees, and curtsies. "So, am I worthy, mother?" Of course, Misfitt wasn't her mother, she was merely mocking her tone of voice.

[KraZ]

Misfitt looks her up and down before she smacks her across the face.

Yes, my daughter you look fine indeed. Sorry don't take kindly to smart mouths. It's one of my pet peves. So know that we are both in the ring how you want this to go down. A submition match, a normal match, a submition match, a no dq match. What is it that you would like to have. Little girl.

[shelby]

Shelby places her hands on her hips as she shakes her head disapprovingly, biting her lower-lip while still keeping a smile on her face as she did so. A slap? Seriously? Was that supposed to scare her? Frighten her? Make her shake in her shoes? "I don't know if you actually left an imprint on my cheek, but...even so, I didn't feel it. I saw you move, I saw you hit me, but alas, not a feeling." She takes her hands off her hips and shrugs. "Just what were you trying to prove? Because you surely failed."

[KraZ]

Just a reaction. That is all just to see what you'd do. That is just what I got a reaction. So guess your alive and all. Looks like I'll be seeing you in the ring soon.

Misfitt turns her back and rolls out of the ring. She doesn't look back as she walks to the stage. Leaving Shelly in the ring alone.

[shelby]

Watching Misfitt leave the ring, Shelby scratches the back of her head, and looks to her side. "Well, that was unsatisfying." She then lightly laughs to herself before retreating to a corner of the ring, and leaning against it. "Your tone just changed erratically. A moment ago you were eager. You had this fire. You had that look in your eyes, and then....and then you just walked away. A slap is a slap. People have seen them before, rather it's on their favorite television program or if it's just within their usual everyday occurrences., so...your actions needs a little more of that 'umph' to them." She then rubs the cheek for which she was slapped upon. "People crave more. They want more. Don't you see? If you slapped me once, then slap me three more times, to really urge that feeling. If you slap me three times, pull my hair, and get me into a unique submission hold. It takes a lot more to convey your message these days then what it might have done in the past." She then runs a hand through her hair. "Trust me. I've been a member of this business since the day I was conceived. BUT if you just want to walk away, fine. We'll have our match. But it could have meant a lot more then what it currently does." She then gives the walking Misfitt a weak smile, hoping for a response.

[KraZ]

Misfitt stops a second it looks as if she going to turn, but she just starts walking to the back again.