After a local wrestler's match at the AfterShock house show ends, Turn Me on hits and is accomponied by heavy booes in the audience.
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Isabel Stone walks out in her black and red school girl outfit, speacially made to hug her curves and send men wild. She swishes her hips lightly as she walks down to the ring, mic in hand. When she gets to the ring, she bends over to slide under the second rope, giving the audience behind her a nice view of her rear end. She stands in the middle of the ring and lets the booes quiet down before lifting the mic to her lips.
By popular demand on Facebook and trending on Twitter, I found some slight kindness in my heart to come out and talk about what I did to Steven Kurtesy. What I did should have been obvious. I kicked his ass, and I kicked it good. Why? Like I said after his match, to his face and in front of every single pathetic ingrate who actually watched his lame match, he did nothing for me in this program. Nadda. Zippo. Zilch. Everything I did in this competition, I did for myself. Sure, he gave me adive. That I didnt need. Sure, he taught me some moves. That I never had use to use. Sure, he went to my father's funeral with me, but let's be honest, that was the only thing he ever did to help me. Everything else was pointless and got me no where.
There are some people who would say that I finally broke my losing streak because I finally listened to what Steve was saying, but that's not true. It took losing something that I could never get back to make me realise it was time to stop screwing around and start winning. And you know what? Here I am. I'm the best rookie of 2012, possibly in all time. Why? Because unlike guys like Arashi, Joe Mason and Darren Bull, I didn't put my head down and walk away. I put my fists up and punched thru anyone in my way. I was never, nor ever have been spoiled for those who use that as an excuse to describe why I'm a bitch. Spoiled is having a silver spoon stuick in your mouth and being told that you can have everything you want, because someone will get it for you. Unlike the rest of you sorry ass fans and wrestlers in the back, I had the pleasure of being taught to fight for what I wanted in life. I was taught that when you fall, you get back up and knock over the asshole harder. And that's what I did.
Do I regret beating up my mentor? Not a chance. He got what he deserved. He was told the perfect truth and he got what he had coming. A beating from someone he failed to help. And even if he is standing in my corner at Unscripted, I won't care. I'll throw that idiot alien onto him if I have to. I don't even care if he retires, when I win this competiton and kick Krypto's ass, he WILL be the first person I take out.
The crowd uproars in astounding jeers and hisses. Isabel lets it die down before smirking.
I'm sorry, did I hurt your feelings? Did I push a wrong button?
She walks over to a young fan sitting in the front wearing a Kurtesy shirt.
Is Steve your hero?
The child nods.
Well guess what? He's a washed up loser. He's no hero, he's a cheap, worthless old man. Not that he ever was anything before this all happened anyway.
The child's family glares and curses at her as she steps back into the ring.
I don't hide behind my fists, I use them. I'm not spoiled, I'm trained. I'm not a brat, I'm a bitch. And Krypto, you have no right to insult me and compare me to your mentors. They are idiots who use you for everything, and you know it. Just because you suddenly stood up to them doesn't mean that you're instantly going to beat me. I have more to lose than you. I'll bet you actually do have a family. They probably think you're as nuts as the rest of us do but a family nonetheless. Me? For me it's all or nothing.
You fans can all whine and gripe and claim that I'm such a bitch and that Krypto and Steve are so amazing, but we all know the truth. I am the best rookie in this company, and no roleplaying alien whack job is going to prove other wise. I might have been weak before, but I am strong now. Krypto is a pathetic life form who thinks he's an alien. Oh yeah, ha ha! Let's all root for this guy because he's mentally deranged! You fans are such idiots! You hate me because I speak the truth, because I tell it like it is. You hate me because girl wrestlers are supposed to be nice and fan favorites and baby kissers. Me, I'm the opposite. The only baby I will ever kiss will be my own child. The only number one fan I'll ever have is my oyfriend. The only person I'll ever be nice to will also be my boyfriend, unless you count my father's grave, which I visit every week. You hate me because I'm realistic and anything but a poser. And honestly? I don't care.
She leans over the ropes to stare straight into the camera.
I'm coming for you Krypto. You are my last stop on my road to rookie vistory. When I beat you, there's no stopping me. And not you, not your mentors, not Steve Kurtesy can stop me. At Unscripted I will win the mentorship program, and I will prove to EVERYONE that I am the best!!!
Isabel slams down the mic and leaves the ring as her theme plays, the crowd booing her as she walks.