Daffney's quest for respect and recognition had finally come full circle. She had captured Melina's Sky High Title and now could call herself a champion. Currently the only one amongst her deranged ranks who could claim that honor. Or at least that was until Brian Kendrick showed up. Nonetheless, she was still a champion. A champion with only a single loss in her EBWF career and she had the opportunity to rectify that on a very grand stage. But that would come later. At this moment, she only wanted to spend a little time with the man she was fanatically in love with. Her therapist.
Daffney: "Whatta lovely evening.."
Dr. Stevie: "Yes. It's very nice."
Daffney had put forth a lot of effort to make their surroundings as romantic as possible. The their small dwelling had been set-up to look like a expensive restaurant. Or at least a corner of it. The table they sat at had a fancy table cloth draped over it and a pair of burning candles resting atop of that. Wide screen doors were pulled open to allow a clear view of the dark sky and the full moon floating amongst them. Daffney had gathered up a few of Punk's Straight Edge lackies to serve them rolls as entree's and even one who was musically inclined playing the violin for them. Daffney was dressed in very elegant but gothic attire as she stared with adoration towards her love interest. Richards, taking a sip of his water, smiled politely back at her. True, he didn't mind the occasional romp with Daffney, those could be a lot of fun, but he was merely indulging her at this point. He had to keep Daffney under his thumb, knowing full well how potentially destructive she could be, so these types of things were necessary. And if it meant that her success would be continued than it was certainly worth it.
Daffney: "We should spend more time like this together, ya know?"
The doctor shifted forward in his chair to place his hands over the dark haired females.
Dr. Stevie: "And if you're successful at Sacrifice I'll find even more time in my busy schedule to spend with you, Daffney.."
It was very obvious by the smile that came over her pale features that those words had caused her to melt.
Dr. Stevie: "Keep in mind that you aren't just representing us while you hold that title. You're representing the kind of women that deserve to be glorified. Intelligent, charming, beautiful women.."
The joined hands began to squeeze one anothers.
Dr. Stevie: "Win this match, Daffney. Do not allow them to take what you've worked so hard for. What we've worked so hard for."
Daffney: "They ain't takin' this from me. No way, no how. Do you remember how long it even took for me to get a shot at it? Now they want to throw two opponents at me so they can snatch it from me. It's mine now."
Daffney: "We should spend more time like this together, ya know?"
Dr. Stevie: "I agree."
The doctor shifted forward in his chair to place his hands over the dark haired females.
Dr. Stevie: "And if you're successful at Sacrifice I'll find even more time in my busy schedule to spend with you, Daffney.."
It was very obvious by the smile that came over her pale features that those words had caused her to melt.
Dr. Stevie: "Keep in mind that you aren't just representing us while you hold that title. You're representing the kind of women that deserve to be glorified. Intelligent, charming, beautiful women.."
The joined hands began to squeeze one anothers.
Dr. Stevie: "Win this match, Daffney. Do not allow them to take what you've worked so hard for. What we've worked so hard for."
Daffney: "They ain't takin' this from me. No way, no how. Do you remember how long it even took for me to get a shot at it? Now they want to throw two opponents at me so they can snatch it from me. It's mine now."
Dr. Stevie: "Of course they don't want you to have it. You don't fit into their mold. Melina and Torrie can easily be processed and shipped off to the masses like prostitutes. But not you. You're special. Unique. Not a soulless shell, smiling with vapid eyes."
Daffney: "I really can't take it when you sweet talk me like that. ...Heheheheeee..."
She begins to cackle but limits it to merely that and not full on laughter.
Daffney: "You want Torrie and Melina dead? I can make that happen. I will make that happen. Anything..heheheheee..anything..for you.."
She begins to cackle but limits it to merely that and not full on laughter.
Daffney: "You want Torrie and Melina dead? I can make that happen. I will make that happen. Anything..heheheheee..anything..for you.."
Without any type of warning, Daffney suddenly crawls across the top of the table and dives on her doctor as he falls backwards in his chair. After an audible thud, Stevie's hand raises upwards to give a dismissive wave to the drones that were assisting with tonight's proceedings. After they depart, the arm goes around Daffney and the rest is best left to the viewers imagination.
Light singing begins to come from behind violet colored curtains. It appears to be in the same location that Stevie and Daffney had dined in earier so it is more than likely very late into the night.
"..Kidnap Torrie and Melina, beat them with a stick. ..Kidnap Torrie and Melina, chop them into bits. That's how Daffney get's her kicks..heheheeee.."
Daffney pushes the curtains aside and steps outwards, revealing her Sky High Championship in the process.
Daffney: "This belt looks pretty nice on me, don'tcha think?"
Modeling the gold around her shoulder, Daffney strikes a few of her best super model poses. She holds the belt up to her face and stares towards her own reflection.
Daffney: "Yeah, it's real nice. And I don't intend on losing it any time soon. To anyone. Especially not to people like Torrie Wilson or Melina. They finally let me out of my cage and I'm not going back. No, no, no. I had to go through more challenges than any other diva on this whole rotten roster to get the success I have right now. I tore through the whole division!"
The Scream Queen places a hand just above her chest and laments her tale to the moon, as if she were acting out a Shakespearean play.
Daffney: "But no title matches for poor, 'ol, Daff. Le Sigh. Boo hoo. I didn't act or look the way they wanted. ! wasn't a happy, smiley face like Torrie or Melina. But I did do one thing, really, really well. I won matches. Every single one. No matter who they put in front me the result was always the same. Me with my arm raised over my head and them..with nightmares. I guess it got to the point where they had no choice but to give me my opportunity! And what'dya know?! I made the most of it and here I stand as your Sky High Champion!"
Daffney removes the title from her shoulder and very carefully wraps it around her waist. She gives the centerpiece a few loving pats before continuing.
Daffney: "And who exactly did I beat for this hunk 'o gold? Hm. Oh yeah! It was Melina! And I bet yer still smartin' from that loss, aren't ya, Melina? And I'm bettin ya might just be a little scared too. I told you I was gonna hurt you and that's exactly what I did. That's just the kinda gal I am, toots! And it was fun. And I wanna do it again. I wanna give you just one really good punch and watch you crumble and quiver like last time. And if yer doubtin' me, well, then you're even dumber than you look. Because history will repeat itself. And if yer watchin' this right now, biting your finger nails and trying to keep your knee's from shaking together..GOOD! Be afraid! Be very afraid! Yer probably all heart broken from losing your title in the first place. Well, I can make it a whole lot worse. I can make it so you don't ever step in a ring again. And I'll do it with a SMILE!"
Daffney hooks her fingers into the corners of her mouth to stretch her grin out even further which only helps to illustrate how insane she is.
Daffney: "And I hate to tell ya this, Melina, but yer just small potatoes. Yer number two on my agenda. Torrie Wilson is the one I want to make into a victim more than anyone. Torrie gave me my very first ever loss. And it was nothing but a fluke! Do ya hear me?! Dumb luck! Dumb blond luck! Cheater, cheater, MAGGOT EATER! And do ya know what makes it even worse? I mean, besides having my first loss being against some brain dead plaything? The fact that she became Queen of the Ring because of it! That was supposed to be me! Queen Daffney! Ruler of all she survey's! Not that filthy little skank!"
She proceeds to dig her darkly painted nails into the curtain behind her and jerks them down in one quick swoop. The moon light behind her is now fully exposed and it serves to give her an even more ghoulish appearance than usual.
Daffney: "But I'm going to make it all better. Oh yes. When I avenge my loss I'm going to crown myself as the TRUE Queen of the EBWF! The way it should have been! And if you think you're are going to be able to stop me, Torrie.."
The gothic champion pulls some of her hair down in front of her face by roughly tugging down on it, even yanking some strands out. Like this, she resembles the well dwelling girl from The Ring.
Daffney: "..please go ahead and try. It's a lot more fun when the victim puts up a struggle. When they kick and scream and squirm. It makes my heart go all pitter patter. Inducing pain and terror creates this fun little stimulation and excitement that makes being a wrestler all worth it. It really is the most thrilling experience I can think of. And at Sacrifice I'll be supplied with two little sheep to butcher and that just makes the fun increase two-fold."
After taking a deep breath, she slowly releases an exhale.
Daffney: "But I can't get too worked up just yet. Hafta save it for the ring. Hehe. I'll conserve all of my energy for you Melina and you Torrie. Have a happy.."
Wiggling a couple of fingers, she bids the camera a farewell. Our parting image is Daffney slipping the title from around her waist and into her arms. She holds it like one might a child, gently rubbing a cheek along it's surface.
