Muah.

[† Chee †]

Cheeka clicks on her webcam in the early hours of the morning, snuggling up on her warm couch with a glass of apple juice, and just staring out the window for awhile. It's running the whole time, just recording her as she stares, lost in her own twisted thoughts. She licks her lips as she's finally ready to talk, a whole two and a half minutes after she started recording, and a sick little smile crawls up her face.

~Chee~
I'm gonna crush Amanda's skull on Primetime. It's only fitting. I beat her sister down into the mat, and she suddenly gets elevated back to a position of real power - which is a load of crap. So, so. So then she throws her crazy hardcore sister at me, who had a bloodbath of a match at the same event that I put Mariah in her place. Mmmmmmm MiMi your vengeful soul makes me soooo hot..

Cheeka bites her lower lip softly and snuggles deeper into the couch, placing her empty cup on the coffee table in front of her. She reaches up and runs her fingers through her hair and lets out a deep sigh of anticipation.

~Chee~
You're battered Mandy. You may have had time to rest but you just have to understand, you won't have much left in you come time for our match, and I'm gonna use that. I'm gonna drive your skull into the back side of a steel chair until I hear your skull come apart, and then I'm gonna dance around you like a witch, naked in the woods. You'll be my little sacrifice. Maybe after that I'll even go track down pretty little Amberz. I can go three for three on your family. I don't really care.

The crazy Latina goes quiet, fantasizing about her own words. Her body glows with the disturbing sensation that hurting her opponents is a turn on, and she doesn't even attempt to hide it.

~Chee~
All I care about is that people realize how much of a fraud you really are, MiMi. How deceptive. How evil. How can you do this to people, I don't know, but...I'll save them. I'm sorry Mandy but it's personal. I'm gonna retire you.

Cheeka stands up off the couch and strolls over to her laptop, leans over, and plants a kiss right on the lens.

~Chee~
Muah. Love you, MiMi.