“Mirror. Come on,” Kennedy urged as the limo driver brought out a small compact mirror as Kennedy checked her appearance and fluffed out her long hair as she smiled.
Kennedy then thanked the driver as she started walking through the backstage area and grabbed a female worker by the right shoulder. “Hey, you work in catering? Doesn’t matter, listen up, this is real simple. Pineapple martini, two ice cubes, hold the lemon. I’ll pick it up on my way out. Get moving.”
She would then stop by a male worker who had a tray full of freshly cooked brownies and Kennedy peeled up a corner of the aluminum foil. “These freshly baked? Nice. I’m taking one. It’s my cheat day.”
Kennedy took a brownie and took a small bite of it as she moaned and loved the taste of the chocolate flowing around in her mouth. She then went to gorilla and stopped by production.
“Hit my music. With the radio transition. You weren’t born yesterday, were ya? Come on!” Kennedy barked as the production worker started putting in her track.
Kennedy could be seen wearing a lime green sports jacket, a black t-shirt, gold necklace, expensive aviator sunglasses with gold rhinestones embedded on the sides and down the middle, expensive designer blue jeans, and black high heels with light black laces. She would wait patiently finishing up her brownie as her theme music hit.
Kennedy’s Old Theme Song
Kennedy’s New Theme Song
“Production. Cut! Cut the music! Well….” Kennedy tried speaking, but the crowd started overshadowing her with loud boos. “Some decorum, Tokyo. Shut your damn mouths! Don’t forget, Cyber Legacy’s protections apply to me now so I can have security escort out anyone who wants to talk me down. Now, to business, I’ve been asked a whole lot this week…..about why I am who I am now and quite frankly, let me tell you in a story. We Are LAW 6, I lose to Alania Sanders, you cheer and you are out, I lose to Alania and can’t ever challenge for the LAW Heavyweight Championship as long as she holds the belt. I had a back injury and had to take some time to reflect on everything. I joined Cyber Legacy reluctantly and had a lot of mixed emotions. That was until Ana showed up at my condo in Santa Monica.”
The crowd booed the mention of the blueberry idol majorly as Kennedy scoffed.
“Me and her had a little lover’s chat. Had a candlelit dinner, went to a beautiful rose garden nearby, and had the best sex imaginable. But after all that, we talked about the future. She asked if being the Jungle Queen was worth it anymore. I told her the same generic spill….I’ll come back better and work harder, but she just shook her head. She said it’s pointless without a belt to strive for. See, she told me that Thereisa, instead of mocking me, she just shook her head and said I brought great shame to CL. When I heard that, that was the first time that I felt disappointed about disappointing Thereisa. Ana wanted me to have an another chance and she wanted to strip me of my roots. She said that if I came back as the Jungle Queen, you all would mock me. You all boo me already for being with Cyber Legacy against my will and when they force me to attack good people. But now, I fully embrace my place in Cyber Legacy. I fought for your approval, tried to be a hero in a group of villains, but you all rejected me! Not the other way around! Ana was right. For the first time, I acknowledged that. She gave me her connections and I got the good treatment. Magazine covers in America, Japan, and Germany, backstage access to her idol shows, spa getaways, luxurious vacations, renting a mansion, photoshoots, modeling gigs, nice clothes, and a part in her idol anime series,” Kennedy explained as the crowd booed her more for flexing on them.
“Thus, “Glamorous” Kennedy Lee is born. The soon-to-be best version of myself. And it started with Alizeh, the sore loser that is the daughter of a doctor. Ya know, Aella, for all the lives she helps save, she couldn’t help save her daughter from being a whore,” Kennedy spat as the crowd went “OOOHHHHHHHH!!!” and then into more boos. “She might want to check with her mother to see about any STDs.”
“Speaking of Alania, I paid attention to her Fight The LAW match against Bast. Ya know, I remember learning about dinosaurs in science class and how they went extinct millions of years ago, but Alania is living proof that one of them somehow survived. I seen her list of injuries in the dirt sheets and I thought breaking quads was the wrestling norm. And this is why she’s going to cripple herself and see to it that she’s playing with her children from a wheelchair. Personally, I hope she at least makes it to when she loses the title so I can come back and make sure she’s in a wheelchair permanently!” Kennedy explained as the crowd booed her more and more and she chuckled.
“Oh yeah, Chris Yukine. That little snow cone on social media said I better be out of her sight when I move out of her crummy apartment otherwise she would show an old woman respect. First of all, Chris, thanks for acknowledging me as a woman, because you’re a naggy little bitch! Secondly, you aren’t tall enough to ride this ride and get your ass handed to you. Thirdly, I dare you to show me up and see what you’re made of, because I will make sure you are humiliated straight into retirement from both careers!” Kennedy explained. “And that brings me to dear Finella Edelstein. The Hellraiser as she calls herself. The only hell she raises is with jobbers, because she knows that is where her ceiling hits. She’s a fraud! But great tits and ass. I’ll miss those the most.”
“Then, let’s talk about Sanae Saitou,” Kennedy mentioned as the crowd cheered for the first time since she came out. “Another singing hack who is just using wrestling as a launching pad for her idol career. I might have to show her how business is really handled.Just like I’ll need to finally show Molly Forster some much needed reality, because frankly, her real parents did a bad job. Once again, it’s up to her surrogate mother to get the job done. But she’s marrying quite possibly the most unstable person I’ve ever met and the person with a big inferiority complex. Harmonia Edelstein. The woman who gave up modeling for wrestling and sets out on her own. Only to become the biggest loser on her own.”
The crowd went “OOOOOHHHHHH!!!!” again and then started up the chants “YOU FUCKED UP!” as she snickered at the words.
“The only one who fucked up is Molly for her taste in women. I give it six months before she files for divorce after they wed. Depending on where they live, England’s divorce rate is about low 40s, Japan is half and half, and Austria is getting lower in them so best to move to Harmonia’s home country for a better chance. It’s about low 30s right now. Regardless, Harmonia can’t handle her emotions so I don’t know how she’ll handle marriage. The Superstars may be super dunces once it’s all said and done,” Kennedy added as the crowd booed her even loudly completely covering the arena in hatred for this new persona.
“Finally, I want to talk about my old rival and supposed friend, Astrid Ostberg,” A small cheer piped in at the mention of the Norsewoman. “A person you people cherish greatly. A person that has a linage to up hold. A person I used to respect. Before she got moody and decided to take opportunities for herself. She got sore having her Heavyweight Championship taken from her and she almost went against the very rules she respects when facing other women like Kathleen Hendricks and Leah Rivers. Astrid then faced another Norsewoman and another Astrid for the Openweight Championship in a dreaded Russian Chain Match. She failed there too. Now, Astrid toiled with a fortune teller and toiled with a French rookie and look how the mighty have fallen. Personally, I may need to see to it that this Ric Flair bargain bin ripoff is dealt with properly. I feel I’m the only woman to do that. Make her show respect back to this sport that doesn’t owe her or her stupid family a damn thing.”
“In closing, you people have eight years left to embrace greatness. You have eight years to show respect to the best version of Kennedy Lee. You have eight years to witness my last match, banking my last wrestling paycheck, and then go onto Hollywood to act out where I please. Maybe I’ll act on that environmental science degree I got. Maybe I’ll open a wrestling school. The sky is the limits here and I ain’t holding back. You want some, come get some. If you in the locker room want to step to me, get your ass in gear and have no fear. Stay glamorous, LAW, because true change is coming. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I got a martini to collect,” Kennedy explained as she dropped the mic.
Kennedy’s theme hit as she stood in the ring and basked in the boos. She pouted her lips shaking her head and then giggled before going through the ropes. Kennedy stepped down the stairs and headed up the ramp as she looked at the crowd smiling before turning on her heel heading back to gorilla.
