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| Zayda | Feb 28 2007, 11:32 PM Post #1 |
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Not having touched PDW's arena, the Dynasty Spectrum, unless necessary, Zayda felt the need to get in touch with her other side of life... well, one of the many lives that she leads. Tapping the hallways in the purple, white, and silver flats, she made her way to the women's locker rooms to get more comfortable with the surroundings. She just came from one of the small counseling group session, and Zayda had just about enough about hearing about a group of elderly people ( age range 65-85) complain about life. So much drama between people, and bad karma just rings about. Tired of just dealing with people on a need-to-know basis period. She wanted to meet new people that she doesn't have to...hustle, basically, into either telling them they needed counseling or just a damn hug. People in her age range, doing something they like, not her girlfriends all about making their keen judgements. Just out on her own, meeting different people. She slipped out of her purple and white striped dress pants revealing her "No peeking" Victoria Secret panties. She glanced to her right and noticed the three way mirror and decided to do a quick run-way show. Still in the flats, she switched her way to the mirror, posed, and nearly whipped all her hair in the face for the "turn and pose" look. Then she turned back around looking herself over again, satisfied, took three steps away, jumped back, knee down, and arms in the air. "Super Star," she whispered like Molly Shannon from Superstar. Zayda giggled in amusement until she heard some noises behind the door and decided to finish changing. She then removed her matching jacket, the top underneathe, and finally felt at peace. It was as if her dress clothes held all the stress of her work, taking them off was like standing up straight after a five hour red-eye flight stuck next to a big fat hairy stinky man. Not able to help herself, the mirrors called out to Zayda. Her body was God's blessing. Flaunting it was just God's movements put to work. Right?
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| Carliee | Mar 1 2007, 12:06 AM Post #2 |
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Noises can be heard from the twisting of the womens locker room door as Carliee makes her way into the room. Walking in, Carliee notices a face she has yet to see in the womens locker room...The woman can be seen smiling at herself in the mirror, Carliee stares at the woman's action's with a distasteful glare.. Carliee(To herself): Who does this tramp think she is? This is why i need my own exclusive locker room, sharing rooms with these bitches is not the way to go.. Carliee bats her eye lashes as she walks toward the woman standing in the mirror, carliee then places one hand on her hip.. Carliee: Hello, i dont think ive met you before, im Carliee whats your name? |
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| Zayda | Mar 1 2007, 12:18 AM Post #3 |
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Zayda smiled at this weird looking little girl, and what she had heard come from underneath her breathe. And Zayda realized that this girl wasn't really going to step to her. She unleashed her hold on the static charge she felt when the girl walked in and smiled. "Carliee you said? I'm Zayda." Although she had a long day at work, she was still every balanced field surrounding her and didn't want any energy the girl had swirling around her. So instead of trying to shake her hand, she stuffed herself into some jeans. Zayda glanced over to her again with a placid face. She didn't expect to say much else to her. |
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| Carliee | Mar 1 2007, 12:27 AM Post #4 |
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Carliee gives off a devious smirk at zayda as she glances through the mirror while applying her make up.. She then gives a quick turn, focusing her attention toward zayda.. Carliee: So.. I looked at the recent match card and your in a Bra and panties "Pink slip match".. I mean whats the deal with that, is someones career on the rocks? Carliee turns back around facing the mirror smiling, and continues to pamper herself as she gazes at zayda's enraged face.. |
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| Zayda | Mar 1 2007, 12:45 AM Post #5 |
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Zayda quickly replaced her anger with a memory of last week's show. She could've said a dozen things...Mainly things like, "Weren't you in a toliet last week?", "Would you like to end up where you were last week?", "Who's closer to losing a career? Me or You?", "Don't you get tired with all the negativity wrapped around you like a just got-out-of-winter-sleep grizzly bear?" Then she thought...How old are you? 17? "No, I get tired of being in the spotlight too quickly...I like people to wait and see my talent in more difficult circumstances, on the edge, ya know? But I'm sure you're not old enough to quite understand that all yet. Or that I'm a working woman who would understand and applaud what Star did to you at Disclosure, sweetie. I mean what responsible, intelligent, courageous woman would really go up against a boss like that?" This girl probably was too young to understand half of what she was saying. Most young girls think they're just being "preached" to anyway. With just a hint of frustration, she just knew her response was that Zayda was a punk compared to Star...but let this child test her. |
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| Carliee | Mar 1 2007, 01:06 AM Post #6 |
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Carliee still facing the mirror, slowly discards her make up accessories into her pink Coach purse.. She then turns around and makes her way toward zayda, with about 10 inches between them, carliee looks zayda dead into the pupil of her eye... Carliee: First of all honey im 19, second your old news, and third you ask what kind of woman would step up to the boss like that? Carliee looks around the locker room for a brief moment.. Carliee: Obviously not you.. You see, your used to being owned, bossed around, slaved, by these people.. Not me, not never, theres not enough money to pay me to go down the "good girl" road again.. I mean i tried that, got me no where, and honey from the looks of it your career is slowly but surely making its way to an end.. Carliee with her purse in hand walks away from zayda, and reaches for the locker room door to leave.. As the door opens, carliee looks back at zayda.. Carliee: Oh, and one more thing zayda.. I will be there to see the look on your sour ass face when the ref hands you your well deserving pink slip come disclosure... Carliee then walks out the locker room, satisfied with her actions as zayda looks on.. |
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| Zayda | Mar 1 2007, 03:45 PM Post #7 |
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No, Zayda didn't just simply "look on". She glared. Oh no, she didn't. Did this little one forget where I'm from?? I'ma teach this child something! Zayda dashed to the mirror where the girl just left and picked up a highly bright red lipstick. She noticed that wasn't the color she was wearing, but she thought she would just let her try it out anyway... Seconds out the door, she grabbed the child's unsuspecting arms and locked them behind the girl's back tight while pushing her against the wall. Zayda was pressed tight against her, and the free hand that held the lipstick... "Honey," she said almost seductively, "first of all, you only nineteen, which I didn't care to know. You're still a child. And as a child I should punish your ass for talking to a black asian woman about slavery! Sweetie, YOUR WHITE! I'll show you slavery." With that she dashed the girl's face with three lines like Zorro only because the child kept moving; she would've made it smaller. "This is for all my sisters! She dropped the lipstick, slammed her head against the wall by her ponytail, kneed her groin, and punched her in the stomach. The girl gave a meager fight, but passed out with the position she was in and the shots she took. Zayda laughed. Damn, I hope she doesn't have too many friends..." She dragged the body back into the locker room and neatly placed the head in the toliet. She hoped no one saw her. She took her things, put some away, and snuck out the locker room. |
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| Carliee | Mar 1 2007, 08:36 PM Post #8 |
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Dripping wet and tainted with red lipstick carliee laughs off her anger as she makes her way out of the pdw building on her way to her cadillac escalade... Carliee(to herself): These people just dont know, i guess im gonna have to show zayda just who is the boss of her, come disclosure all deeds will be served... |
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