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IRL!

(Friday, August 26th, 2022)

Friday Night SmackDown

Detroit, Michigan

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Last nights sushi, which was fucking phenomenal, and the two red bulls I downed this morning are the only things getting me through to the afternoon.

I woke up drenched in a cold sweat at 4am, being waterboarded with beer until I couldn't breathe— not the way I wanted to start my Friday, but after a long, hot shower and an light early morning workout with an almost empty gym, with the exception of an old married couple, I was back on track.

The plan was for my entrance to be recorded when I got to the stadium, so I chose leggings and a cropped Damian Priest shirt I cut up a few years ago. I made sure to wear sunglasses to cover the bags under my eyes since we had to shoot before I went to hair and makeup.

My only request when doing these entrances is that they put music over it. Otherwise it's just awkward, and looks silly. And trust, fans think so too.

Damian face-timed during hair to see how I was doing for tonight, and afterwards I sent Uncle Jack a text before I turn my phone off for the evening. I'm ready.

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I roll my shoulders in the gorilla, waiting for Michael Cole to finish his introduction. I am kicking off the show tonight, planned surprisingly, as Hunter happily approved earlier this week. You see how everyone's happy when I just get what I want right away? Ricochet is the first set to wrestle Corbin, so that would've been a bore to begin with...

"What a night." Pat chimes in. "And we're excitingly kicking things off with Crimson Kae, Cole!"

"Ah, yes, in recent weeks we've seen Crimson's destruction to the SmackDown women's division-"

"And loving every minute of it!" Pat quickly throws in. I believe this man deserves a raise. No way they're paying him what he deserves.

"And tonight she'll be addressing last week's actions," Michael continues, uh says who, Michael? Hmm? "Attacking Ronda Rousey, who was arrested and escorted out last week, the random attack on Shotzi, Pat don't you think she has some explaining to do?"

"Michael, I think Crimson made it pretty clear last week that she has zero explaining to do." Pat tells him as my music hits. Mmm, thank you, Pat.

I glance over my shoulder and Hunter nods at me before I smirk and push through the curtains. The heat of the lights shine down as I twirl the microphone in my hand, slowing sauntering out onto the stage. I pause for a moment, folding my hands and the mic behind my back, I lean side to side, feeding off the crowd. I hear a mix of cheers and boos, which isn't good enough for me... I want more. I want people on their feet either screaming my name or cussing me out angrily. I want either everyone for me, or everyone against me, preferably against.

I crave more.

I make my way down the ramp but pause when I read a poster: 'Crimson Kae did nothing wrong.' Oh, hell yes. Now, this is what I'm talking about. I rake my tongue over my teeth in anticipation before grabbing the camera that's inches in front of me and drag us over to the fan.

"You see this?" I look into the camera before pointing at the fan who's cheering loudly. "This is how it should be done around here! This is what gets your acknowledged!" I shout before taking the poster out of the girl's hands. She had to be no older than me. I shock her a bit but her eyes light up at the wonderment of what I'll do. I pucker my lips and kiss the middle of the poster, leaving a red stain behind, then hold it up for the camera before turning around to hand it back.

"Oh my gosh, thank you!" She breathes out and I wink at her before continuing down the ramp, clicking loudly up the steps and lay across the rope, as usual.

I clear my throat as I get to the middle of the ring and my music dies out. I bring the mic up to my lips, grinning largely. "You see what happens when I get my way around here?" This earns quite a few boos. I tilt my head. "Nowww, come onn. I played nice coming out here tonight." I pout playfully, playing off the crowds energy. Well— I did. No one's pissed me off yet, but hey, we're just starting the show... aren't we? "So, you know what," I turn to Michael, "I am going to address last week's actions, thank you, Michael." I chirp as Pat nods surprised.

"Oh, you here that, Michael? You were helpful!" Pat slaps him on the back as I chuckle lowly.

"Mmm, yes, indeed, thank you, Michael." My voice cuts as I look sharply into the camera. "Now we can get directly to the point, because unlike others around here, I don't like to bs, though I do enjoy hearing the sound of my own voice, I loveee getting my point clear and across. So, Adam," I smile sarcastically up the empty ramp, "I believe you had so much to say about me last week and I'm done talking, so why don't you get here and make the match I want official. Cause, as I said, I always get my way, and I'll take a page of my dear new punching bag Ronda's playbook. I'm not leaving this ring until I do." I glance back at the camera. "And don't worry, the match up first isn't me, or anything to write home about, so you can take a bathroom break then."

"Ohhhh!!" The crowd yells as I place a hand on my hip, awaiting for Pearce.

Soon enough, and by that I mean, forever, Adam comes marching out, shaking his bald head with a mic ready to speak. "Crimson, you are in no position to be making demands around here." He heads down to the ring. "I have absolutely no idea what match you are talking about, and quite frankly, you are not in charge around here, more like you're on thin ice, and if you keep it up you'll join your good friend Ronda being banned."

I roll my eyes. "Speaking of..." I drawl out, walking over to the ropes facing Adam I rest my elbows, cutely placing my hands underneath my chin. "I'm so glad you brought that up, Adam, thank you so much." I scrunch my nose. "Let me tell you, and everyone else here what I want. I want Ronda's ban lifted, and I want a match with her at Clash of the Castle. Ah-" I hold one finger up as Adam goes to speak. "And I want the winner to earn their right to face the champion, rather it be Liv or for all our sakes hopefully Shanya. And you will do it, and you will say yes. Not because I'm demanding it, but because you know it's what's good for business. It's what should happen. It's what needs to happen." The crowd grows louder with each sentence. "And it's what they all want, right?" I throw my hands up turning to the crowd. They scream, many more fans rising to their feet. "And I always get what I want, Adam, so do your job that you're so eager to do and make the match official, and then I'll do mine." I finish with a smirk, the microphone lazily hanging from my hand as the crowd begins to chant:

"MAKE THE MATCH! MAKE THE MATCH! MAKE THE MATCH!"

My lips part slightly as I bring my free hand up to my ear. Oh... what was that?

The sound of me always being right.

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𝟶ʙᴜᴛᴛᴇʀʙɪsᴄᴜɪᴛ𝟽sᴘᴇᴀᴋs!

Hey y'allll, welcome back to Crim Ust!! This weekend felt weird without anything after last weekend being so jammed pack, huh? BUT NEVAAA FEARRR, that's what I'm here for!! ;)

I was actually going to update yesterday for the 1 year & 3 month anniversaryyy... but I just didn't feel like going through & editing this chapter last night I'm gonna be so for reallll lmaooo, but here we areee!!!

WE HAVE MADE IT TO SMACKDOWN & OUR GIRL CRIMSON AIN'T PLAYING NO MOREEE, IKTRRRR!!! She is rlly here to make Pearce's job harder bahaha, this man, & eventually Nick, will never know peace in this job again bc of her, hehehe. AND PAT SUPPORTING OUR GIRLLL, IKTRRR!! Michael on the other hand... let's just say him & Crim will have a him & Bayley type of relationship lmao, I cannot wait for more of it!!

Anywaysss, what'd y'all think so farrr?! This SmackDown has only just kicked offff... so it will be continuing in the next chap, no worriesss!! The fan interaction just came to me as I was writing this chap & I was like omg wait I'm obsesseddd!! I love when they interact with the fans signs haha. And had to throw in a quick ft with Damian for my Damian & Damian & Crimson lovers out thereee ;)

I hope y'all enjoyed this chap & don't be afraid to comment y'all's thoughts, questions, & reactionsss!! They rlly motivate me sm & make me so happy to interact with y'all!! Thank y'all sm for all the love & support on this book, THANK Y'ALL FOR 48K+ READSSS... & until next timeee for the Crimson Chaos to continue on SD... cause y'all know she ain't done for the night, hehe, mwah!! <3333