Wrestler Real Name: Amanda Cortez
Ring Name: The Angel of Darkness
Age: 25 (10-17.1984)
Height: 5'3''
Weight: 110 lbs
Allignment: Heel
Ring Attire: Mostly tattered jeans, a black tank top, spiked wristbands, barefoot. Or like a Sub.
Street Attire: same as ring attire, or a bit like a rocker chick
Entrance Theme: “Feuer frei” by Rammstein
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CAW Pic Base (Non Wrestler): Jaye Lynn
Finisher:
Stunna No.1
Setup: Amanda kicks her opponent between the legs. When he bends firward she grabs his head and knocks him down with a stunner.
Darkness Pin
Setup: It happens after Mandy is beaten up completely. When th eopponent wants to pin her, she rolls him up and gets him in a Possum Pin
Fade too Black
Setup: Amanda Irish whips her opponent into the corner. She runs at him, throws him down and hops on the ring post. The she jumps at the downed opponent with a Frog Splash Pin (like Chavo Guerrero) and pins him
Signature Moves:
1.Crucifix Head Scissor
Setup: She jumps at her opponent swings around him and slings her legs aaround is neck and throws him down.
2.Sprinboard Hurracanrana
Setup: She jumps unto the ropes and then back to her opponent and throws him down wit a Hurracanrana
3.Karate Kicks
Setup: Just some karate kicks mostly to the head. Amanda is pretty good in this because she learned kick boxing a long time ago.
4. Slingshot Elbow Drop
Setup: The Opponent lays on the ground. Amanda stomps on his face, Then she leaves the ring and swings over the top rope and then hits him with an elbow drop.
5. Possum Pin
Moveset:
1.Karate Kicks
Setup: Just some karate kicks mostly to the head. Amanda is pretty good in this because she learned kick boxing a long time ago.
2.Body Knee Strike
Setup: She grabs her opponent, pulls him close and rams her knee into his chest
3.Shoulder Thrust
Setup: She grabs the arm of her opponent and rams her shoulder into his chest again and again
4.Crucifix Head Scissor
Setup: She jumps at her opponent swings around him and slings her legs aaround is neck and throws him down.
5.Darkness DDT
Setup: When the opponent tries to hit her she ducks away, grabs his arm and then his head and throws him down with a DDt
6.Sprinboard Hurracanrana
Setup: She jumps unto the ropes and then back to her opponent and throws him down wit a Hurracanrana
7.Double Knee Attack
Setup: She grabs her opponent by his hair and pulls him down. Then she kicks her knes into his face again and again.
8.Darkness Facebuster
Setup: She kicks her opponent between the legs. When he bends forward she grabs him and knocks him to the ground with a facebuster.
9.Oklahoma
Setup: She lifts her opponent up so that he’s on her shoulder and throws him to the ground or the ring post.
10. Flashback
Setup: Sje stands behind her Opponent and grabs his head and throws him down backwards
11. Bulldog
Setup: She jumps from behind at her opponent and grabs his head and throws him down on his face
12. Mounted Punching
Setup: When the Opponent is down on the matt she sits on top of him and punches in face again and again.
13. Hagakure
Setup: After the opponent tries to stand up again she runs at him and kicks him really hard into the face.
14. Head Scissor Roll Over
Setup: Her Opponent lays on his back. She stands above him, locks his head between her feet. Then she rolls to the side, lifts him up and throws him down again.
15. Slingshot Elbow Drop
Setup: The Opponent lays on the ground. Amanda stomps on his face, Then she leaves the ring and swings over the top rope and then hits him with an elbow drop.
16.Kick to Head
When the opponent is down she kicks him into the face again and again.
17. Running Kick
When the opponent sits on the ground she runs at him and kicks him in the face
18. Flip Senton Attack
The opponent lays on the ground. She goes to the rope, rolls forward, jumps up and lands on her opponent.
Gimmick: Amanda also works as a fetish model and is really submissive (only in bed, not in the ring). She loves it to get tied up and tickled or also whipped. Especially she likes it to get her feet pampered. Her intros before the matches are also pretty kinky and she loves kinky matches. But hardcore matches also belong o her favorites. All in all she is pretty freaky.
Birthdate: 10-17-1984
Nationality: American (born in Puerto Rico)
Tag/Stable (Will Come as Formed): Morrigan McGinn
Measurements: don't know, but she is really petite
Bio AND Sample Roleplay:
Bio:
Amanda Cortez was born on October 17 1984 in Peurto Rico. She never knew her father as he abandon her and her mother after she was born. Her mother tried but she couldn't support her and she was also dying so in a last act she put Amanda on a boat to LA. She felt Amanda would have a better life this way. Well Amanda was taking into an orphanage. She spent 10 years there but she never got adopted, in fact she never spoke in the ten years she was there. The only person who ever got close to her was a lady by the name of Jane Thomas. She was an elderly women who for some reason seem to get through to her. However when Jane died due to illness Amanda bolted from the place. She then want to the LA slums and joined a motorcycle gang. She got into the illegal street fighting and cause of this she landed in jail for 3 years for assault as she was caught beating a girl half to death. After getting out she rejoined her old gang and did several fetish films.
As Amanda gets released from Jail she gets a contract WWH. There she becomes champion and also has pretty much success. But then she becomes sick and suffers under leukemia. Eventually she gets healed and tries a comeback, but then she leaves WWH.
The next months she has absolutely nothing to do and spends her time with drinking and taking drugs. She earns some money with her modelling, but that's not enough, so she runs out of money pretty fast. Her drugs are really expensive and so she begins with stealing and also dealing to get enough money for them. One day she smokes some crack and has a complete breakdown.
As she wakes up she first doesn't know where she is. But pretty soon she realizes that she is in a cell of a dungeon. At first she is really worried and scared. She tries to break free but she can't. But her worst problem is that she needs drugs. Pretty soon the owner of the dungeon comes to her. She brings her food, but she doesn't let her out. After a few weeks Amanda is clean again, but she doesn't get her freedom back. From now on she is the slave of Morrigan McGinn.
Sample RP:
Eventually that fucking PPV Summerslam is over and I'm still alive and in one piece and it happened exactly what I had thought, I lost that fucking match against Shady Layne. This time I cant even say that I got screwed. My performance was more than crappy and I really deserved this loss. Without the help of my wife Rose and without this schoolboy pin I wouldn't have gotten a single pinfall ad so it was more than fair that I got my ass kicked. It hurts, but slowly I really have to see that my time here as one of the top wrestlers is over and that I really don't deserve it to be in a main event. So the matchcard this week really doesn't surprise me. I have a match against Shanda Synyster, a girl I have never seen here before and who's name I have never heard. So it seems that I'm again in these rookie matches and this after all these years of hard training, of blood and sweat.
It's really funny what can happen in one night. You can spend a nice evening with your family, you can hang around with your friends, meet the love of your life or you can lose all your dreams in 30 minutes. Yes, that happens and it just happened to me. I came to the rings, full of hope and full of dreams. I wanted to make a great performance and I also wanted to leave as the new champion. That was all I dreamed of during the last years. Fuck, I wanted so much in my life.
Ok, all the other things happened to me, I have a great family and I have the love of my life Rose, but my career juz sucks completely. I had planed to leave this company and I had planed to leave here as a champion, but prolly now this will never happen. Tis slut Shady juz came to the ring and destroyed all my dreams. She blew me away like nothing and ruined my career and maybe also my life.
All the years I was here at WWH I dreamed of becoming one of the top superstars, a champion and there was nothing I wished more. And then this fucken slut came and destroyed everything. Fuck, that's not fair. I trained so hard ans I wasted so many time, that I should have spent with my family, in the ring and now everything is for nothing. I'm out of the title run and this time it will be forever. Who wanna see a boring and whining loser? In some way I even can understand them that they put me back in the midcard matches, but that doesn't mean that it doesn't hurt. Yeah, it hurts like Hell and slowly it begins to destroy me.
Since this horror match I haven't been at home and this means that I'm stumbling from one bar to the other and that I kill the time with alcohol and drugs. I'm so tired and I would love to sleep, but in some way I can't. Always when I close my eyes the scenes from this horror match come back and torture me and it's worse than any physical torture you can imagine. I feel so sick and so crappy and now I wish that I wouldn't only sleep, no, I wish I were dead. My whole career is a mess and now I see it really clearly, I wasted the last years of my life with useless crap. I clench my fist around the class and press so hard that it breaks. Now I feel the pain in my hand and the blood running down my arm, but this physical pain is better than the mental pain I feel all the time. The barkeeper looks at me and comes over to me with a worried expression in his face.”Do you need help Miss?”I haven't even realized what juz happened, but now I look at my bloody hand with al the glass sticking in that wound. It looks awfully and I begin to feel sick. For a moment I tin that I have to throw up. Is it the alcohol or the sight of my own blood dropping on the floor? I don't know. I juz look at him with pleading eyes.“Please help me ...it hurts”
He take may hand and looks at the wound. Then he picks out all the pieces of broken glass and wraps a bandage around my hand. Then he takes out his phone and wants to call the medics.”It should be ok, but we should get you to the hospital. And till they come you can tell me what happened to you. Why is a pretty girl like you so sad and desperate?”Now I have to smile a bit. He's the first person since days who has some nice words for me. I'm really willing to tell him everything, but I also don't want to go to the hospital. Instead I ask him to give me a new drink. He gives me one, but he also says that I have enough and that it's the last one for tonight. So I agree. At least I have someone to talk to and so I feel a lil bit better. I tell him everything and also who I am and he is a really good listener. He doesn't stop me and when I don't wanna continue he encourages me to continue.“Now you know almost everything. I was the champion in this company and I had had all titles they had there and now everything is over. Now you can see the desperate rest of a former great wrestler. I know, you prolly don't wanna hear my whining, but I can't help it. Shit ..it sucks completely.
Look, I was really so near to reach all my goals and to leave with a great victory and the title and now everything is destroyed. Can you imagine how it feels? I have a family at home and I always wanted them to be proud of me, but how can they be proud of a fucken loser? Thanx God my lil son hasn't seen tis match. I mean it wasn't really brutal, but it would have been so humiliating to see his mom performing in such a crappy way. He still thinks that I'm worth to be a champion.”
A tear runs down my cheek and the barkeeper seems to feel sorry for me. He wipes it gently away and looks at me. Now he seems to remember who I am or at least he says so.”Miss Cortez, I have seen your match on TV. I'm a really bid g wrestling fan and I watch all the shows. And I think it wasn't that bad. Ok, I have seen better matches and you really have done better in the past, but I think your time isn't over. I mean you just had a bad day. With some more luck you also could have won it. And I'm sure your son will be proud of his mom.”I look at him a bit puzzled now. At first I had thought that he only wanted to be polite and comfort me, but I have never told him my name. S he really seems to watch the matches of WWH and he really seems to have seen my match there. I'm really a bit shocked, because I never had thought that anybody could be interested in what I'm doing.“Do you really think so? ..I mean he always wanted to see me as a champion and not as a nobody who fights rookies.”
Now he doesn't know what I'm talking about. At least it seems so. He brings me a coffee and places it in front of me.”Drink this. You have to become sober. I think your son shouldn't see you like this.”I drink the coffee and try to smile a bit. He's right and I really have to do something. I thank him and light a cigarette. But it seems that he has more to say.And what are you talking about? ..I mean the thing with the rookie matches.I drink the rest of my coffee and place the cup back on the bar. It seems that I have to explain some things here so that he understands me.“Ok, after my match I said that I don't go for any title anymore. I talked to the boss and we had an endless discussion. At first I wanted to leave, but that wasn't possible because of my contract. Then I would have payed a lot of money as regress. That stuff with the modeling brings me some money, bu it wouldn't be enough so that my son Jacoby gets a good education. I mean that costs a lot of money, so I really need that fucken job. So I called Adrian and the Gms after my match and talked to them. I explained them the whole situation. I really don't know why the fuck they put me in these title matches and these fucken main events and also none of them did tell me. But at the end I could at least tell them that I won't go for any of these fucken titles again. It seems that they accepted my will. But then I checked my mails and there I saw that I'm in a match against Shanda Synyster. Fuck ..me, Amanda Cortez against a fucken rookie. I said I want no titles, but I also said that I want good opponents and what do they do? They let me make rookie matches. That sucks completely.”
The barkeeper smiles at me and it seems that he has to hold back a laughing. For a moment I'm about to freak out, but I can hold back and at the end he begins to talk again.”I think this isn't a rookie match. You're really wrong. Shanda is a good wrestler. She is pretty knew, but I have seen her at the show and she did good. I mean her performances are good and it won't be so easy for you. You have a good match.”I'm not really convinced, but I also don't protest against his words. So I only nod and thank him that he listened to all my whining. Then I leave the bar.
I'm still pretty drunk, even though it's much better than a few hours ago, but I still can't drive and so I walk back home. But on the way home I have to walk through a pretty huge park. I have never een scared and so it's the same tonight, but I wanna be prepared. I reach into my pocket where I normally have my brass knux, but they aren't there. Prolly I have forgotten them somewhere in my locker room after my match. Anyway, so I have to run if something happens, because the guys who are running around here really aren't nice. Most of them are junkies and they always need money. Ok, I'm pretty good in fighting, but against a gun I won't have any chances. I hurry up, but now I stumble with my high heels. Shit, now I broke the heel of my shoe. Fuck, these fucken shoes were really expensive and to buy a new pair I have to do another photo shooting or another match. I kick them off and keep walking without shoes. Anyway, who cares here in this park in the middle of the night?
Then I hear some footsteps behind me and I hurry up a it. I turn round and see a group of three guys walking right behind me. They have dark clothes and they really don't look very nice. So I walk a bit faster, but it seems that they increase their speed too. I hear voice behind me and it seems they talk to me.Hey lady ...As I hear the voice I begin to panic. They haven't threatened me, but in some way I have a bad feeling and ow I begin to run as fast as I can. If I could only reach the end of that fucken park, then I would be safe. But it is really far away and my stamina is so bad. Shit, I really should have quit smoking years again. Now it will e my end. As I tun my head I can see that they are still following me and that the distance between us becomes shorter and shorter. Shit my sides begin t stitch and I almost can't breath anymore. Now one of them is almost besides me and I try it again to run faster. But suddenly I feel a horrible pain in my leg. That guy has a baseball bat and has hit me with t against my legs. It hurts so fucken bad and I fall to the ground. My already bruised face smashes against the ground and then that guy jumps at me and has me in a kinda bear hug from behind. I struggle, but he's too strong and I can't break free. In the meantime the others have reached us too and they are standing around me. They look down to me and now they begin to check my pockets for money. They find some and then they also find my credit card.
And now the terror begins. They ask me for my pin number, but I'm not willing to tell them. But it seems that this was a really big mistake. These guys will do everything to get the money and the number. They hit me again and again and it really hurts, but I'm also stubborn. For a moment I think that they will kill me, but I don't care much. My life is ruined anyway, so who gives a fuck? But instead of killing me they pull me up to my feet and one of them ties my hands behind my back. Then they lead me out of the park to an empty building. We enter and insides they push me on a chair. They ask me again for the number, but I shake my head again. The boss of this group smiles at me viciously and then they ti my hands against the chair. Another guy places my feet on a second chair and ties my ankles to it. Then they laugh at me as they see me that helpless. After they asked me again and I didn't tell them anything, they bring in a heater and place it in front of my feet. They switch it on and it becomes really hot. Ok, it feels uncomfortable, but I think I can stand it and so I'm still not willing to give them my pin number. Then they turn the little wheel and it becomes hotter and hotter. To make it even worse they put oil on my feet and now it burns like Hell.
They let me sit there for almost an hour and I scream and cry in pain. From time to time they put new oil on my feet and for a few seconds it cools them but then the pain becomes worse than before. For the guys it becomes boring and so they leave me alone in my agony with only one of them guarding me.
It hurts so bad that I cry the whole time and I also wanna talk now, but then I remember that I need all my money for Jacoby's education and I wold never give it too these fucken junkies. Then I get an idea. I offer my guard to give him a blowjob if he switches off the heater for a while. He agrees to switch it off as long as I pleasure him. Now I have won. He is so horny that he even agrees to untie my hands so that I can pleasure him more. He turns down the heater, unties my hands and then he opens his pants. A I see his manhood I almost throw up. In some way it reminds me at Zane or Alister ad that makes it even worse for me, but at least the pain in my feet is bearable now. And now I also have a chance. I swallow his disgusting cock, but instead of pleasuring him I bite as hard as I can. He cries out in pain and I taste the blood in my mouth. He tries to hit me so that I let him go, but don't care anymore, I bite harder and harder and eventually he breaks down. Now he lays there on the ground, pressing his hands between his legs to stop the bleeding, but without any success. I spit out the rest of his manhood and now I untie my burnt feet. I breath heavily and now I look at the damage. My soles are pink and hurt like Hell and I whine, but I'm not really injured and I think I can walk, even though it will hurt really bad. I stand up and look at the guy who still squirms on the ground. His movements become more and more slow and it seems that he is bleeding to death. He looks at me and begs me to call th medics, but now I'm the one who laughs.“You wanted to torture me and cripple me and then you wanted to rape me, so now you have to pay the price. Juz kick the bucket.”
I stumble to the door and leave the house. I should call the police, but it would be difficult and also cost a lot of time to explain what has happened. And I also wanna see this bastard die. He reminds me to much at Zane and so it is so satisfying to see him suffer.
Anyway, I try to get back home, but it really hurts and I can't hardly walk. But I have luck again. I see a gas station and there I should get what I want. I must look really weird. Still with the blood of the guy in my face and all the bruises, but the people here are used to weird visitors and so I get what I want. I buy a huge sac of crushed ice and hobble outsides again. I sink down on a bench, drop the sac with ice on the floor ad press my burnt feet against it. I moan and it feels so good as it cools my burning skin. Slowly I begin to feel better.
In the meantime the owner of the gas station comes out and looks for me. He is a bit puzzles cuz of my strange acting and he stares at me.Can I help you Miss?I only shake my head and as he asks me whether he shall call the cops I really protest. Thanks God he leaves me alone then, so that I can recover a bit and cool my feet. Slowly the pain goes away and I juz sit there and suddenly I have to laugh.
Shit, sometimes even a person like me has some luck. I wanted to die, earlier this day, but that horror showed me that my will to live is stronger. It was only instinct, but I didn't give up and I was able to defend a stronger guy with a weapon, even though I was tied up. Ok, my attack was sneaky and mean, but the only thing that counts is the result. And so I live and he bleeds himself to death. Shit, I really should have shown that will to win earlier. I mean a few days ago as I had this fucken title match. Maybe then I would have taken the win, but anyway, now it's to late to whine or to change anything. I also called the new commissioner and he told e that I'm a crybaby. And in some way I must admit that he's absolutely right. I really must do something against it and just look forward in the future and not always back to my missed opportunities. Otherwise it will destroy me one day and that's a thing I won't allow. I mean that I wouldn't care much, but for Jacoby and Rose I must be strong. So we now come to the point or to the conclusion of the whole thing. It seems that I really needed this torture to see clear. I mean having the ability to stand pain and to take the win, eve though everything seems to be lost, makes the difference between a winner and a loser.“Haha ..I went through Hell and this not only once. Mean it wasn't juz that horror day today, no, I already survived more critical situations and mostly I came out of them as the winner. But also if I have lost a few, I always came back and I have been stronger and tougher than before. So when I look back at my career I also see some great moments, for example as I took the win against my ex and Amy Roucka. Then the day as I defended my title against her and shaved her bald and also many other moments. Then there have been the horror moments like my loss against Marisol where they tortured and fired me, my loss against Jiles and now the last one against Shady Layne. Ok, there have been more bad moments in my long career, but I never gave up and I always came back. So why should it be different this time? Ok, I'm out of the title run, but that doesn't mean that I'm out of business. I'm still here ad nothing will ever stop me. That makes the difference between the loser and the winner. So let's bring it to a point, the winer doesn't naturally has to win his matches, but he must look strong, tough and unbreakable, all things I have been once. But I am still tough and unbreakable, so I am still a winner. And one day everybody in this fucken company will see it too.”
I press my feet more against the ice and it feels so good. I giggle lightly and slowly the pain really goes away. In a few days, I think, I will be able to walk without pain again and so it's enough time to get ready for my match. But do I really have to prepare much for a match against a person like Shanna Synyster? I'm really not sure, but maybe that guy in the bar was right and I shouldn't underestimate her too much.“But now let's come to the other group of people, the losers. I really don't know who a loser is and who not, but in my opinion people who waste their life with useless stuff are losers. For example take Shady Layne, the girl who destroyed my career. What does she have in her life? I would say nothing. Ok, I must admit that she has the title, but she isn't happy. She only tries to get the love of a jerk like Alister and that's why she wanted that title so bad. Now she has it, but does she has his love? ...No, he prefers it to sit at home alone and fucks himself with a dildo and Shady has nothing.
Or lets take Zane. He isn't much better. He wins all his matches and he thinks he is the greatest, but everybody laughs at him. He doesn't even see it and he also doesn't see it that he is a failure of life.
There are so much many more people here so that I can't mention them all. I mean this would be a waste of time and I really have better things to do. But we shouldn't forget Shandy Synyster.”
I lean back, my feet still pressed against this ice bag, and I begin to relax a bit. When I think about the whole situation then I see that I isn't really that bad. Ok, I have made a lot of mistakes, but others have done that too. I have sold my body, but I haven't sold my soul. Deep insides I'm still the same girl tan years ago and that makes me proud. I think here are so many people who can't say that about themselves.“So Shanda, do you really think that you belong to the group of winners? I mean what have you done here at WWH? You have won two or thee rookie matches, but everybody can do that. Then you try to bang that guy Kurtzz and maybe you even have success with it, but do you really think that this makes you a winner? Do you really think he loves you? ..C'mon girlie, even you can't be so stupid. You know the guys, everybody knows them, especially guys like Kurtzz. He's a loser, a rookie and all what he wnts is to get some glory if he fucks a female wrestling superstar, but if you don't bring him this glory then he will drop you like a hot potato and exactly this will happen when we meet in the ring. So then you have nothing again.”
In some way I must admit that this thought makes me feel pretty good. Ok, it may be a bit mean, but others have bee mean to me too, so now it's my turn. I breath deeply and light a cigarette. It's not god for me, but I really couldn't care less. I never took care for my health and now I won't change it anymore. If it kills me one day then I don't give a fuck.“So Shanda ...I don't know exactly how it will end, I mean maybe you win, maybe I win, but in the end I will be the real winner. Juz look at you ...who are you that you have the guts to challenge me? I can tell you, you are a nothing ...less than a nothing.”
I didn't want to come in rage, but it aways happens when I think of these crappy matches, my crappy job and my crappy opponents.“I can imagine that you came here to this company with all your dreams of glory and success. Yes, I had these dreams too some years ago, but now they are destroyed. It took a while, cuz it's not so easy to make me give up, but one day everybody gives up and this will also happen to you. Sometimes it goes fast, sometimes it takes a bit longer, but it always happens. But don't worry, I'm here to help you out, so that it goes a bit faster.
I know that you will hate me after our match, but in a few years you will be happy and thankful that I was there to show you the right way. I've seen so many superstars fall and you will prolly not be the last one, but at least it will be a fast end of your career, so there won't be too much pain and tears.
Juz look at me, it took me years to learn my lesson and it almost destroyed me. I think you don't wanna end up like that ..as a whining, desperate wannabe superstar. So it's ok what you do. Juz come and face me and I will show you your borders and I will show you to where you belong. You aren't the first one who's career end after they have met me in the ring, so you really must not be ashamed. That happens and it's pretty normal in this business. Ok, I must admit that it's a crappy business and that I really hate it, but anyway ...the show must go on and if it means that I have to destroy you then I will do that. You must understand me hun, I have a family and I have to take care for them. The education of a lil kid can be really expensive and I really need that money, so if they tell me to fuck you up then I do it without thinking much about it or even feeling sorry. I really couldn't care less, so be warned. I won't go easy on you and you can be sure that it will be the fight of your life. You will feel more pain than I ever felt in all these weird movies I dis, but at the end you can be proud that you survived it, the same way as I am proud after all that crap that happened to me today. And you can be proud that it was me, the great Amanda Cortez, who broke you and who showed you the truth. So, babe, be happy that I prevent you from wasting your time and your life like I did it. When it's over then go home and tell your family that you at least tried it to get a great career, even though you failed. But that is more than most of the people here can say about themselves.”
Slowly I have enough of hanging around her. I really must find a way to get back home. Too bad that I forgot to take my money back after I could escape from these bandits. But anyway, maybe the guy at the gas station will borrow me something so that I can call a cab. I enter the shop again and ask him really politely, but he shakes his head. But I see that he stares the whole time at my tits and my long legs.“Please ..I really need the money ..please ...I would also do something for you that you will never forget. I mean ..a lil blowjob?”
His eyes widen and as he looks down at my ass again, I lock my lips and over my teeth. I still taste the blood of this guy who tried to torture me before. I hate guys and I hate them all and I will make them all pay for their sins and for the crap the did to me. For a second I think of the referee who screwed me in my last match and in some way he looks a bit like this guy here. Haha, he will be the next one on my death list. Then I kneel down, still licking over my teeth.Word count: 5240
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Name:Amanda
Age: 25
Gender: female
How Did You Find LVW?: Jon
How Long Have You Been Efedding?:4 years
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