A Bumptious Arrival!

[Sigma Morgan]

A decently tall brunette in a black and gold dress was walking down the arena's hallways, her hips swaying from side to side, a new face to LAW, but not exactly a new one to combat sports. Kendal had spent a few years on the global MMA scene, getting a certain reputation for her massive shit talk and hyper inflated ego, and inability to accept the fact that losing eventually happens to everyone, in the brunette's mind she never lost, she ignored any inclination that she lost no matter how apparent the pinfall, submission, decision or knockout! The mouth on Kendal was likely the size of eight counties and deeper than an ocean, filled with nothing short of toxic or arrogant words! Her success in her fighting career and the success of her clothing and MMA gear company known as "Pretty Deadly" only seemed to fan that ego.

Kendal

Kendal's walk backstage eventually led her to the curtain. Motioning for a staff member to bring her a mirror she quickly checked her hair making sure she looked her utmost best for her first appearance in front of a LAW crowd as she would with any other event or occasion. With everything about her appearance to her rigid and high standards, Kendal walked to the curtain and brushed past it, stepping out in front of the packed crowd, their excitement and interest in the Brunette was immediately heard and felt in terms of cheers and applause. Kendal couldn't help but smile and walk to the edge of the stage to get a good view of one end of the crowd before walking to the other end to see the other as her ego demanded and craved the fan's praise!

With her ego sufficiently tickled Kendal made her way back to the center of the stage before strolling down the ramp, making sure to give her hips some extra sway knowing that would surely get her some extra attention from anyone watching online, at home, or right in the front row! Strolling down to the ring the brown haired woman made a detour, walking up to the announcer's table, grabbing a microphone before strolling to the steel steps before going up to the ring apron and stepping between the ropes. "Well hello hello hello LAWWWWWW-" Kendal said into the microphone as she walked to the center of the ring, doing a slow twirl, getting a good look at the crowd around her. "Thank you for your hospitality" she added. "Not that I was going to give anyone the chance to say no anyways" Kendal thought to herself. "I'm here because the wise and clearly intelligent executives of this lovely company wanted me" she added as she began to walk around the ring. "Some if not most of you already know who I am, you might have seen me dominate others in a cage, or you might be wearing some of the best clothing in the world made by my company. But for those of you who don't know me. I'm Kendal Barnett, or Miss Barnett if you want bonus points. Before I came I heard this company was filled with a bunch of has been trash, men and women unfit to work as a cashier let alone wrestle, but don't worry I'm here to clean all of that up. I'm here to prove that LAW has been missing the best for so long... but congratulations, it has arrived!"

[PrinceArjuna332]

A few moments after Kendal made her declaration, the lights dimmed slightly before a music was played. Apparently, someone in backstage heard what Kendal was saying, and needless to say, this someone might have taken exception to what she said, at least by the pretentiousness of it. As soon as the music began, a female, African-American wrestler stepped out to the stage, wearing her ring outfit. She was Trisha Andrews, a decently well-known wrestler in LAW's roster.

Trisha Andrews

Already having a microphone in her person, Trisha brought it to close to her lips and started speaking out her mind. "Wow..." She began. "That was the most pretentious bullshit I've ever heard here, and we all know that people like you are a dime a dozen in this company." She had honestly lost count of how many pretentious, stuck-up rich girls to have ever been hired by LAW at this point, and she could confidently say that this Kendal wouldn't be the last. "I mean, this ain't the first time a rich, stuck-up girl declaring herself the best thing ever in the universe, and we all know there'll be plenty of girls like you doing the exact same thing in the future."

Trisha began approaching the ring, walking down the ramp as she continued, "So... why don't you tell me, Miss Kendal? Tell us what you're gonna bring to the table that makes you different compared to all those basic rich bitches on LAW's payroll." She grinned as she looked straight at the newcomer in the ring. "Are you gonna yap like the rest of 'em? I hope you're not 'all talk, no bite' kind of gal, since I think I can remember some of 'em off the top of my head." It was clear that Trisha was trying to provoke the newcomer. After hearing her declaration earlier, she simply couldn't help herself.

[Sigma Morgan]

This entire promo, her arrival, her words. Only fanned the flame that was Kendal's ego. The crowd was a mix of cheers and intrigue if Kendal meant everything she said and if she could back it up, something that a professionally trained fighter could surely do right? "I know some of you might have d-" Suddenly music played cutting off Kendal's sentence. The brunette scoffed in annoyance being so rudely interrupted on her big night. Her gaze quickly went to the stage and she clicked her tongue as a woman with short hair, about the same height as her walked out clad in her ring gear!

Kendal crossed her arms as the woman began to speak, trying to degrade the rich woman, comparing her to other rich women who had come and gone in LAW, the kind of women that Kendal herself would call has beens or irrelevant. Kendal didn't know or care how many women she was being compared to, in her mind, she was the one the only, the latest and greatest model.

Kendal sneered as the dark skinned woman began to walk down to the ring while continuing to speak her mind and question her, clearly starting to get on Kendal's nerves as she paced back and forth with her arms still crossed. Kendal took a deep breath before raising the microphone to her mouth one last time. "Wow. I must give you credit for having the gall to come out here and interrupt me. But unfortunately, you seem like nothing but one of those has beens I mentioned earlier. Go ahead tell me your name, hope some of the magic rubs off on you and gives you your two minutes of fame" Kendal said as she finally stopped her pacing and stood in the center of the ring staring at her opponent. "It is rude not to introduce yourself after all" she added tauntingly.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Trisha scoffed when she heard Kendal's response to her words. "Damn, seriously? Did you all rich girls read up the same playbook on how to act? Like, was there a chapter that told you all to act like a self-absorbed and pretentious bitch?" She closed in to the ring. "And I guess you didn't even read up my name when it showed up on that bigass screen over there." Trisha pointed at the titantron that showed her graphics earlier when she suddenly showed up.

"But asking people like you to pay attention is like asking a fish to crawl on the ground, I guess," Trisha shrugged as she then climbed up the apron of the ring before slipping through the ropes, entering the ring. Standing across from Kendal, the African-American wrestler continued, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Trisha Andrews." She pointed at herself as she repeated her name. "Trisha. Andrew." She spoke to Kendal in a way one would speak to a particularly slow child. "Anyway, you ought to come up with a better gimmick already. Like I said, rich girls like you are a dime a dozen here."

[Sigma Morgan]

Kendal rolled her eyes hearing the woman once again reiterate the fact that she thought the BJJ Coral Belt was nothing more than a mere rich girl, currently the brunette had a strong desire to knock the woman's teeth out before putting her in an arm bar long enough to dislocate her shoulder, but she held her breath for the moment, biding her time. "Sorry I didn't read your name... though I notice the font is just as trashy as the woman it refers to" Kendal shot back quickly before letting Trisha continue speaking. Of course, another insult came out of the woman's lips though the silver lining was that Trisha was now in the ring with her.

Kendal scoffed hearing the woman say her name after telling her to read it before speaking to her like a mother would to an infant child before once again insulting her character. Kendal sneered as she approached the woman until there was maybe just a foot between them before raising her mic and speaking. "Oh I need a gimmick? Maybe if you kept repeating your name it might just become relevant but I wouldn't hold my breath on that" Kendal taunted before flicking her hair back.

"But since you just think I'm another rich girl let's see what my accomplishments are" Kendal said preparing a self praising list of accomplishments. "I'm a coral belt in Brazilian Jiu Jitsu, A khan eight in Maui Thai, years in mixed martial arts. What have you done in your career Trisha? What do your parents have to be proud of in there pathetic excuse for a daughter? What will you ever do? Oh, that's right. Nothing!" Kendal said as she spat venom at the African American woman.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Trisha narrowed her eyes as Kendal closed in and started listing her accomplishments. Still, she didn't back off, looking straight into Kendal's eyes as the other woman began questioning her if she ever had accomplished anything in her life. This irked her greatly, because she prided herself for being a professional wrestler without having to rely on handouts or any established legacy. Everything she had built, all she had accomplished, they were all thanks to her own efforts. She worked with her tears, sweat and blood to bring herself to where she stood at the moment.

"Heh, I admit that I don't really have the kind of starry accomplishments as you," Trisha admitted. "But... I take pride in myself as a professional wrestler! Everything I ever had, I worked for them! Every accomplishment I made, all the accolades I have, I earned them through hardship! Through sweat and blood! I got nothing in my name, and I made something out of it!" Then, she pointed her finger at Kendal. "And I bet you got all those shiny belts and whatnot thanks to your money! You've been living on nothing but handouts!" She gave Kendal a pointed look. "You asked me if my parents are proud of me? Damn right they are! I accomplished everything without even getting a cent out of their retirement savings! Can you say the same about yourself?!"

[Sigma Morgan]

Trisha was an honest woman at the very least, immediately admitting she didn't have accomplishments like Kendal did, but that didn't stop the woman from using her pride to insult the Brunette's trying to use the woman's own wealthy status to rub it in her face. Kendal unlike most rich girls didn't get all her accomplishments purely from money, sure her and her family could afford it and had the best teachers which often meant the best training and experience possible.

Kendal became irritated as her own question was used against her though, her eye twitching at the mere mention of her parents. "Hmmm" Kendal hummed slowly pulling her hand back before launching it forward like a rocket to slap Trisha so hard across the face that she would lose her taste! "Keep my parents and the Barrett family name out of your mouth whore!" Kendal cursed. "You want to call yourself a pro wrestler like any common street trash with a trampoline and a yard?" she asked rhetorically getting directly into the woman's face. "You are nothing! I'm going to show everyone that! But not right now, I'm going to let every word sit in, let your parents get ready to see their daughter get broken by a real fighter!" Kendal proclaimed while laying down a challenge for her first match before giving Trisha a hard shove and stepping back creating some space between the two women.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Trisha's words seemed to have triggered Kendal so much that the rich woman reacted to them by slapping the shit out of Trisha. "UUGHH!!" Trisha staggered to the side, almost losing her balance. While she didn't quite lose her sense of taste, it still hurt. She even had to soothe her jaw after taking the slap from Kendal, who issued a challenge to her before shoving her.

Despite the bright welt on her cheek and the stinging sensation, Trisha couldn't help but grin. She definitely wouldn't mind putting a rich girl with no self-awareness in her place, and she considered the slap to be a price that she had to pay for the catharsis that she would inevitably feel if she won the match. "Heh. Looking forward to it."

With that, Trisha would turn and leave, looking to ready herself for the match. And perhaps she should also get herself a pack of ice. The slap had left her cheek throb, so she might as well get it checked soon.

[Sigma Morgan]

Seeing Trisha stagger from one mere but powerful slap brought a feeling of power to Kendal, if that is what a slap did, imagine the thoughts when her punches came into play! The red welt on the woman's face must have been noticeable to just about anyone, and one could likely only imagine the sting. Though the only thing ruining the moment was Trisha's grin, it only furthered Kendal's annoyance, but by the time their upcoming match ended, Kendal was planning to be the only one smiling!

"You'll regret even stepping foot on that stage when I'm done" Kendal said, one final threat to her soon to be opponent before the woman left the ring. Kendal stared daggers at the woman's back her entire way back up the ramp, thinking of all the painful and humiliating things she could do to her during their match!

Kendal soon dropped the mic and left the ring herself, she had nothing else to say, and now a point to prove at another woman's expense!


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