Post by Arcadia on Dec 1, 2008 10:55:34 GMT -4
Katrina "Arcadia" Olivetti
Frequently Closed Captioned by SAP
The scene opens backstage at the APW Arena. A small, curvy woman with platinum blonde hair and a shiny, leather mask is walking down the hallway, mumbling to herself. Just then, APW interviewer, Phil, comes rushing out to accost the woman.
"Katrina!" Phil shouts, hoping this one won't get away, "Will you answer a few questions?"
Arcadia rolls her eyes. So far she has done a wonderful job of avoiding this man, and has gotten away with virtually no annoying interviews. It looks like her luck just ran out. She turns towards Phil with a smile on her face and says, "Yes? I've only got a minute."
Phil grins and sputters, "Of course! Of course! Just a moment is all this will take. So, Arcadia, how does it feel to be back?"
The Hardcora Luchadora puts her hand on her hip and says, "It's great! I'm a little embarassed about the circumstances behind it all, but that won't be happening again." She points to her new mask on her face. "This baby is double stiched, calf's leather. So it's stronger and more supple. It can hold up to whatever is thrown at me." She crosses her arms smugly and waits for Phil's next question.
"Well, alot has happened in your absence. What do you have to say about your extremely short reign as Overdrive Champion?"
"Don't worry, Link is just holding onto it for me until I get my rematch. As for that? President Jeff has got another thing coming if he thinks he can use me to do his dirty work and then hand the prize over to someone who doesn't derserve it!" Arcadia sticks a finger at Phil's chest, "I earned that title! I was the only person in this company who could and did take it off that false messiah's waist! The minute I turn my back, I'm in a title match? I just went through hell to get this belt and President Jeff just kicks me when I'm down. Do you see this?" Arcadia shoves her palm under Phil's nose. The camera can easily make out the angry red of fresh scar tissue spelling out "THE JESUS" across her palm. "I have the scars, Phil. I earned that belt. And I will get it back."
Player One composes herself visibly while Phil glances at the camera and clears his throat. "So how do you feel about Lively's claim to have let you win?"
Arcadia goes slack-jawed for a moment and is silent. Then she explodes in fury. "WHAT?! You've got to be kidding me! He was whistling a different tune when he was up on that kross! Maybe I need to give him a reminder of why I'm better after all..."
"Ok..." Phil seems to be getting a little nervous with Katrina Olivetti's multiple outbursts, but he presses on, knowing how much everyone hates him and how lucky he is to have a wrestler standing with him, interviewing. "So how about your next match? You are wrestling Nasir Barad. Any words for your opponent?"
Katrina turns towards the camera and smiles saying, "Yes. As a matter of fact I do have something to say." The smile is gone immediately and The Hardcora Luchadora's eyes narrow as she goes into her tirade, "How dare you step foot in the USA! The demise of APW? Because we aren't fit to wipe your ass but Jeff can sign your paycheck, right? Do you really think ANYONE here is going to let you slip through their fingers here? I'm just happy I get the first crack at you because there wouldn't be anything left if we let you loose in the locker rooms. You think you can come over here and spout your bullshit about why you are "One Pissed Off Arab"?" Arcadia scoffs. "Please! I'm Katrina "Arcadia" Olivetti and I'm the Weapon of Mass Destruction they never warned you about, Nasir. And there is no place you can run and hide from me. It's about to be Game Over in a BIG way for you."
"Well," Phil says. "You certainly have your feelings on the subj-"
Arcadia cuts him off quickly, "Oh! And another thing! I can't believe our President would let this guy into the Fed! What the hell was Jeff thinking? Did he really think this would go over well with the fans or his employees? Hell I get pissed all over again every time I have to go on a fucking plane! That search is ridiculous! Now what? Jeff says it's ok and we should all go have a fucking picnic?! FUCK THAT!-"
Phil quickly slices his hand across his throat to the cameraman, signalling to turn off the equipment before their boss hears anything else about himself. The camera fades out on Arcadia's rant long before she finishes.
Frequently Closed Captioned by SAP
The scene opens backstage at the APW Arena. A small, curvy woman with platinum blonde hair and a shiny, leather mask is walking down the hallway, mumbling to herself. Just then, APW interviewer, Phil, comes rushing out to accost the woman.
"Katrina!" Phil shouts, hoping this one won't get away, "Will you answer a few questions?"
Arcadia rolls her eyes. So far she has done a wonderful job of avoiding this man, and has gotten away with virtually no annoying interviews. It looks like her luck just ran out. She turns towards Phil with a smile on her face and says, "Yes? I've only got a minute."
Phil grins and sputters, "Of course! Of course! Just a moment is all this will take. So, Arcadia, how does it feel to be back?"
The Hardcora Luchadora puts her hand on her hip and says, "It's great! I'm a little embarassed about the circumstances behind it all, but that won't be happening again." She points to her new mask on her face. "This baby is double stiched, calf's leather. So it's stronger and more supple. It can hold up to whatever is thrown at me." She crosses her arms smugly and waits for Phil's next question.
"Well, alot has happened in your absence. What do you have to say about your extremely short reign as Overdrive Champion?"
"Don't worry, Link is just holding onto it for me until I get my rematch. As for that? President Jeff has got another thing coming if he thinks he can use me to do his dirty work and then hand the prize over to someone who doesn't derserve it!" Arcadia sticks a finger at Phil's chest, "I earned that title! I was the only person in this company who could and did take it off that false messiah's waist! The minute I turn my back, I'm in a title match? I just went through hell to get this belt and President Jeff just kicks me when I'm down. Do you see this?" Arcadia shoves her palm under Phil's nose. The camera can easily make out the angry red of fresh scar tissue spelling out "THE JESUS" across her palm. "I have the scars, Phil. I earned that belt. And I will get it back."
Player One composes herself visibly while Phil glances at the camera and clears his throat. "So how do you feel about Lively's claim to have let you win?"
Arcadia goes slack-jawed for a moment and is silent. Then she explodes in fury. "WHAT?! You've got to be kidding me! He was whistling a different tune when he was up on that kross! Maybe I need to give him a reminder of why I'm better after all..."
"Ok..." Phil seems to be getting a little nervous with Katrina Olivetti's multiple outbursts, but he presses on, knowing how much everyone hates him and how lucky he is to have a wrestler standing with him, interviewing. "So how about your next match? You are wrestling Nasir Barad. Any words for your opponent?"
Katrina turns towards the camera and smiles saying, "Yes. As a matter of fact I do have something to say." The smile is gone immediately and The Hardcora Luchadora's eyes narrow as she goes into her tirade, "How dare you step foot in the USA! The demise of APW? Because we aren't fit to wipe your ass but Jeff can sign your paycheck, right? Do you really think ANYONE here is going to let you slip through their fingers here? I'm just happy I get the first crack at you because there wouldn't be anything left if we let you loose in the locker rooms. You think you can come over here and spout your bullshit about why you are "One Pissed Off Arab"?" Arcadia scoffs. "Please! I'm Katrina "Arcadia" Olivetti and I'm the Weapon of Mass Destruction they never warned you about, Nasir. And there is no place you can run and hide from me. It's about to be Game Over in a BIG way for you."
"Well," Phil says. "You certainly have your feelings on the subj-"
Arcadia cuts him off quickly, "Oh! And another thing! I can't believe our President would let this guy into the Fed! What the hell was Jeff thinking? Did he really think this would go over well with the fans or his employees? Hell I get pissed all over again every time I have to go on a fucking plane! That search is ridiculous! Now what? Jeff says it's ok and we should all go have a fucking picnic?! FUCK THAT!-"
Phil quickly slices his hand across his throat to the cameraman, signalling to turn off the equipment before their boss hears anything else about himself. The camera fades out on Arcadia's rant long before she finishes.
