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| High school and those popularity cliques.
| This Banner and Layout Scheme is all kinds of busy.
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| MY TORMENT MAY BE OVER BUT YOUR UGLY DEMEANER IS PERMENANT
| TRICK OR TREAT. I AM THE ANGEL HERE
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| "Sin City Showdown marked the dawning of a new attitude for me. Why should I let some retarded beast control my life on his own accord? No! I am taking charge now and you, Stanley Ryan Tiger, will become MY slave. You want to pander to these idiot fans?! You want to try to weasel your way into be accepted by these incoherent slugs?! Well guess you were wrong in letting me go. I loved it with you and now you are just a pile of ashes in Las Vegas. Your crimes will come to justice tonight at Halloween Havoc. Mark my words Genocide. Alice Creed will soon be tattooed to all of your lips."
Alice Creed paces the hall outside of the Womens Locker Room. No one is wanting to make eye contact or even mutter a single sound to her after her actions at Sin City Showdown. Why would they?! She set her former boyfriend, master, lover, satanistic being, what ever you want to call him on fire months after she was quote unquote freed from him. Why did she do it? As she put it, because I could and I wanted to. Yeah, talking to her might not be in the front of anyone's mind right now. Creed stopped in front of the Locker Room door as a Stage Hand is directly beside her waiting. Creed turns her head to the Stage Hand.
Alice Creed :||: Can I help you with something? You are staring at me.
Stage Hand :||: Oh no. I just need to get into the Locker Room but I will come back another time.
Alice Creed :||: Oh none sense. Let me step out of your way Miss Busy Body.
Alice Creed steps out of the way and opens the door for the Stage Hand. As the Stage Hand gets closer, Creed purposely trips the Stage Hand and watches as the Stage Hand catches herself on the door jam. Creed suddenly slams the door on the Stage Hand's hand causing her to scream in pain. Creed opens the door and picks up the Stage Hand pinning her to the wall.
Alice Creed :||: No one is more important than me. You got that. If you see me outside this door, you come back when I am not around. If you ever come close to me or even dare look at me, I will do worse than crush your pathetic little hand. You got that?
Alice Creed lets go of the Stage Hand and heads down the hall for the entrance way. The scuffle turned a few heads in Creed's direction before turning back to what they were previously doing. Creed walks up the steps and waits behind the curtain impatiently. Obviously does no one know who the hell she is? She lit a damn man on fire for God's sake!
"Stars In The Night" plays as Alice Creed emerges from the curtain to the booing crowd. Alice walks to the top of the ramp and gazes over the crowd smiling knowing she is going to be walking out with a briefcase tonight. Alice dips down and slowly raises back up before blowing a kiss to the fans and walks down the ramp. Alice makes sure to not touch a single disgusting before climbing into the ring. She ascends to the middle rope and raises her arms up as the fans continue to booing. Alice climbs down and gets a microphone before going on to speak to the fans.
Alice Creed :||: Will you all just shut the hell up?! Seriously! You are all getting really annoying with this murderer and crazy bitch crap. I burned a worthless piece of garbage alive. That doesn't make me a crazy bitch or a murderer. Stanley Ryan Tiger brought this all on himself. He was the one that turned his back on me. He is the one that pandered to you pathetic creatures looking for acceptance. He is the one that decided that my love for him was nothing but expendable. Well look where he is now. He is dead and gone. Buried alive by his own mistreatment. I really don't care for his ex wife or his bastard son. Those two have been holding him down for years. Without them, SRT would have been the Legends Champion but they just held him from his true potential. SRT is a monster. He has hell that he can unleash on anyone at any time but since he has a son and a nagging ex wife, he is not able to be who he really is. Stanley Ryan Tiger could kill someone and feel no remorse but all you worhtless piece of trash fans turned him away from his true being. His ex wife turned him away from his true calling. His damn bastard son made him into a shell of what he is born to be. I should have burned down his ex wife's house and burned both of them alive years ago! And tonight I will exact my revenge on little Miss Debra. That little piece of trash has been coasting off SRT's name for far too long. So what I am going to do is, I am going to go into this little Trick or Treat match. I am going to get a briefcase and I am going to beat DLT into a God damn coma. And once that happens, I am going to Alexander and I am going to mold him into what his dead father should have been. Alexander will fulfill his father's legacy. I don't care what will be in that briefcase. Womens Championship, Womens Impact or North American, Womens Tag Team, Strip Naked on SKCW.com. I don't care. Whatever I do, I do better than anyone else. So tonight is not about me advancing in my career. Tonight is about killing off what should have been done years and years ago.
Alice Creed blows the crowd a kiss as "Stars In The Night" plays again. Alice climbs out of the ring and heads back up the ramp. |
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|  | THEME SONG
| Stars In The Night by CFO$
| | ALLIES/ENEMIES | The Sorority (Alice Creed, Rebecca Cunninham, and Lacey Steinbrook)/Stanley Ryan Tiger
| RELATIONSHIP
| Single
| TBCB
| No One Yet
| IN CHARACTER COMMENT
| You did this to me and now you will deal with it.
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