Post by Noelle Laurent on Apr 24, 2021 0:53:28 GMT
"Ouch!"
Noelle lands with a sudden thud against the sleek polished floor designed for skating at the United Skates of America. Her balance completely thrown off the moment that she released her hold on the wall in her effort to glide her way around the other skaters for the benefit of the camera recording her every movement. This plan quickly came undone when she realized that being a novice on roller skates would send her crashing instead.
None of the other skaters bother to glance twice in her direction as she attempts to get back on her feet, easier said than done when you have wheels on the bottom of your shoes, the sound of children laughing is bouncing off the walls as they skate in circles around Noelle to further add to her humiliations. The blonde is grinding her teeth together in frustration as the camera moves in closer to where she continues to struggle to get back on her feet.
"Happy fucking birthday Jimmy."
Noelle growls at the source of why she was even bothering with this ridiculous activity. The camera man reaches out to offer a hand for assistance, and after a brief moment of hesitation, she accepts the help and is finally pulled back up on her feet. She makes a motion to shoo the camera man a few steps back while she adjusts her skirt.
"Wasn't it bad enough that they booked me against a deranged blonde Amazon? Now I have to step foot inside of the ring with a bruised ass? All because we have to entertain some little brat on his birthday. Nothing good ever comes from spoiling a child like this, trust me on that one, like he's ever going to show any appreciation for me risking my own health. There's not much benefit for me when it comes to this birthday party, now is there? I don't get to stuff my face with cake or waste precious hours of my life sitting inside of an arcade. No, what I get to do is go up against a woman who's already been kicked in the head far too many times already, how else can you explain the fact she believes herself to be some kind of an ancient goddess?"
"It makes no difference to me what you believe you are Uriel. I had to suffer through dealing with a girl who believed she was part cow or something equally ridiculous. The only thing that matters is that there is no chance of me kneeling before you inside the ring. You see, I run with the devil, so a goddess to me means nothing. An archangel even less. I can't be that bothered to get your little story straight because it's absolute nonsense. It's meaningless drivel that will soon be forgotten when you fade away from Cheap Pops Wrestling and this business as a whole. How many have tried to boast themselves as something far greater than what they truly are on the inside? It's an all too familiar song and dance Uriel."
"And I'm bored."
Noelle sticks her bottom lip out in a pout before she breathes out a deep sigh almost as if she was carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders.
"Give me something to care about Uriel. Something real. Don't hide behind your little fantasies of the big strong girl that you wish you were, come at me like the woman you actually are, and show me why I should be afraid. Fairy tales aren't going to make me shake in my boots. I live in the reality of the destruction that my devil and I are longing to bring to everyone here in Cheap Pops Wrestling. We don't waste our time in feeling disappointed when things don't go according to our plans, instead what we do is put all of our focus on what's next, and I'm afraid for me that happens to be you."
Noelle winks for the camera and she begins to turn around, almost as if she was feeling more confident in her abilities, but still she has trouble handling the skates and finds herself back on the floor with a groan. The camera moving in closer yet again as she attempts to shield her face in her embarrassment.
"...I hate children."
Noelle lands with a sudden thud against the sleek polished floor designed for skating at the United Skates of America. Her balance completely thrown off the moment that she released her hold on the wall in her effort to glide her way around the other skaters for the benefit of the camera recording her every movement. This plan quickly came undone when she realized that being a novice on roller skates would send her crashing instead.
None of the other skaters bother to glance twice in her direction as she attempts to get back on her feet, easier said than done when you have wheels on the bottom of your shoes, the sound of children laughing is bouncing off the walls as they skate in circles around Noelle to further add to her humiliations. The blonde is grinding her teeth together in frustration as the camera moves in closer to where she continues to struggle to get back on her feet.
"Happy fucking birthday Jimmy."
Noelle growls at the source of why she was even bothering with this ridiculous activity. The camera man reaches out to offer a hand for assistance, and after a brief moment of hesitation, she accepts the help and is finally pulled back up on her feet. She makes a motion to shoo the camera man a few steps back while she adjusts her skirt.
"Wasn't it bad enough that they booked me against a deranged blonde Amazon? Now I have to step foot inside of the ring with a bruised ass? All because we have to entertain some little brat on his birthday. Nothing good ever comes from spoiling a child like this, trust me on that one, like he's ever going to show any appreciation for me risking my own health. There's not much benefit for me when it comes to this birthday party, now is there? I don't get to stuff my face with cake or waste precious hours of my life sitting inside of an arcade. No, what I get to do is go up against a woman who's already been kicked in the head far too many times already, how else can you explain the fact she believes herself to be some kind of an ancient goddess?"
"It makes no difference to me what you believe you are Uriel. I had to suffer through dealing with a girl who believed she was part cow or something equally ridiculous. The only thing that matters is that there is no chance of me kneeling before you inside the ring. You see, I run with the devil, so a goddess to me means nothing. An archangel even less. I can't be that bothered to get your little story straight because it's absolute nonsense. It's meaningless drivel that will soon be forgotten when you fade away from Cheap Pops Wrestling and this business as a whole. How many have tried to boast themselves as something far greater than what they truly are on the inside? It's an all too familiar song and dance Uriel."
"And I'm bored."
Noelle sticks her bottom lip out in a pout before she breathes out a deep sigh almost as if she was carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders.
"Give me something to care about Uriel. Something real. Don't hide behind your little fantasies of the big strong girl that you wish you were, come at me like the woman you actually are, and show me why I should be afraid. Fairy tales aren't going to make me shake in my boots. I live in the reality of the destruction that my devil and I are longing to bring to everyone here in Cheap Pops Wrestling. We don't waste our time in feeling disappointed when things don't go according to our plans, instead what we do is put all of our focus on what's next, and I'm afraid for me that happens to be you."
Noelle winks for the camera and she begins to turn around, almost as if she was feeling more confident in her abilities, but still she has trouble handling the skates and finds herself back on the floor with a groan. The camera moving in closer yet again as she attempts to shield her face in her embarrassment.
"...I hate children."