The camera panned over to Krissy Chin, who stood there with her back to the camera. She was dressed in
a black and silver, cut off sports bra, with matching short athletic shorts. She slowly lifted her arms up, and
slowly flexed her biceps. They slowly came to their peak as she turned around, her pretty face covered
with sunglasses. She smirked as she continued flexing, showing off her massive guns that offset with her
sexy, toned core.
HILLARY: Wow Krissy, you must be really strong! Those biceps are huge for a lightweight.
Suddenly Krissy shot her head towards Hillary, as Hillary gulped in fear.
KRISSY: For a lightweight? What exactly does that mean Hillary?
HILLARY: Well, well, I….I mean…I….
KRISSY: Calm down blondie, I’m not going to hurt you. Jeez, I thought you girls here were tough.
HILLARY: Well I mean…I’m not a, not a…
KRISSY: Not a stutterer?
Hillary pouted, but Krissy’s ice cold stare softened, and she threw her arm around the blonde.
KRISSY: Calm down kid. Here let me show you how to conduct this interview. Now repeat after me.
Krissy, I’ve heard rumors of your awesome power. Just how strong are you?
HILLARY: Krissy, I’ve heard….
KRISSY: Well ,I’ll tell you just how strong I am. But it really must be seen to be believed. Want a demo?
HILLARY: NO!! I mean, I mean….
KRISSY: You mean, God you looked ripped Krissy. Well let me tell you just how strong I am. It’s very
simple. All of these lightweights always seem to rely on these fancy moves flipping, hi-flying moves. Not
me. Oh believe, I’m as athletic as any of them, and when I want to, I will go airborne. But NONE of them
can handle me. You saw my biceps right? I am unquestionably the strongest lightweight in the world.
Heck, why sell myself short. I’m 120lbs. I can compete in the middleweight division if I want to. And guess
what? Every middleweight I’ve ever faced, I’ve tossed around like they were little rag dolls. Hell, I’ve faced
heavyweights…..and they’ve all succumbed to my power.
KRISSY: There’s a reason I’m on the main roster. So to help you out, Hill….here’s your next question.
Say, Krissy, why is your nickname the “Terminatrix?”
HILLARY: Krissy, why is…..
KRISSY: I’m glad you asked that. It’s very simple. I went undefeated in the minors. And I’m not one of
those girls who had a match or two and graduated without a real test. I EARNED my roster spot. I’ve faced
tons of girls. And I broke every single one of them. I have a dedicated group of fans out there, and I love
them…..but I am NOT a “good girl.” My submission holds can cripple a human being. If you don’t belong in
the ring, I WILL TERMINATE YOU! And my first goal is to rip that lightweight belt from whoever wears it.
But don’t think I’m stopping there. I’ve got dreams like everyone else, and those dreams end with lifting the
world champion over my head, pressing her up for the world to see, and smashing their title reign into
oblivion.
HILLARY: Impressive goals indeed. Now one last thing. Quite frankly, you’ve been one of the hottest free
agents in the company, and all the stables seem to want to add you to the fold. Will you join one, and if so,
who are you leaning toward?
KRISSY: Wow good job Hillary! You got that out all on your own! It’s very simple. I am my own woman. I
don’t need anyone. Now, if I decide to make a girl an ally, she has nothing to fear from me. I honor any
agreements I make. But those agreements last as long as our match. Look at this awesome body. Does
this look like the time of physique that needs to take orders or follow anyone? No. So as far as stables go,
you can count me out. But if any of you want to fuck with me….I will wrap my arms around your bodies and
snap you in two.
All of a sudden another woman walked in and bumped into Krissy.
a black and silver, cut off sports bra, with matching short athletic shorts. She slowly lifted her arms up, and
slowly flexed her biceps. They slowly came to their peak as she turned around, her pretty face covered
with sunglasses. She smirked as she continued flexing, showing off her massive guns that offset with her
sexy, toned core.
HILLARY: Wow Krissy, you must be really strong! Those biceps are huge for a lightweight.
Suddenly Krissy shot her head towards Hillary, as Hillary gulped in fear.
KRISSY: For a lightweight? What exactly does that mean Hillary?
HILLARY: Well, well, I….I mean…I….
KRISSY: Calm down blondie, I’m not going to hurt you. Jeez, I thought you girls here were tough.
HILLARY: Well I mean…I’m not a, not a…
KRISSY: Not a stutterer?
Hillary pouted, but Krissy’s ice cold stare softened, and she threw her arm around the blonde.
KRISSY: Calm down kid. Here let me show you how to conduct this interview. Now repeat after me.
Krissy, I’ve heard rumors of your awesome power. Just how strong are you?
HILLARY: Krissy, I’ve heard….
KRISSY: Well ,I’ll tell you just how strong I am. But it really must be seen to be believed. Want a demo?
HILLARY: NO!! I mean, I mean….
KRISSY: You mean, God you looked ripped Krissy. Well let me tell you just how strong I am. It’s very
simple. All of these lightweights always seem to rely on these fancy moves flipping, hi-flying moves. Not
me. Oh believe, I’m as athletic as any of them, and when I want to, I will go airborne. But NONE of them
can handle me. You saw my biceps right? I am unquestionably the strongest lightweight in the world.
Heck, why sell myself short. I’m 120lbs. I can compete in the middleweight division if I want to. And guess
what? Every middleweight I’ve ever faced, I’ve tossed around like they were little rag dolls. Hell, I’ve faced
heavyweights…..and they’ve all succumbed to my power.
KRISSY: There’s a reason I’m on the main roster. So to help you out, Hill….here’s your next question.
Say, Krissy, why is your nickname the “Terminatrix?”
HILLARY: Krissy, why is…..
KRISSY: I’m glad you asked that. It’s very simple. I went undefeated in the minors. And I’m not one of
those girls who had a match or two and graduated without a real test. I EARNED my roster spot. I’ve faced
tons of girls. And I broke every single one of them. I have a dedicated group of fans out there, and I love
them…..but I am NOT a “good girl.” My submission holds can cripple a human being. If you don’t belong in
the ring, I WILL TERMINATE YOU! And my first goal is to rip that lightweight belt from whoever wears it.
But don’t think I’m stopping there. I’ve got dreams like everyone else, and those dreams end with lifting the
world champion over my head, pressing her up for the world to see, and smashing their title reign into
oblivion.
HILLARY: Impressive goals indeed. Now one last thing. Quite frankly, you’ve been one of the hottest free
agents in the company, and all the stables seem to want to add you to the fold. Will you join one, and if so,
who are you leaning toward?
KRISSY: Wow good job Hillary! You got that out all on your own! It’s very simple. I am my own woman. I
don’t need anyone. Now, if I decide to make a girl an ally, she has nothing to fear from me. I honor any
agreements I make. But those agreements last as long as our match. Look at this awesome body. Does
this look like the time of physique that needs to take orders or follow anyone? No. So as far as stables go,
you can count me out. But if any of you want to fuck with me….I will wrap my arms around your bodies and
snap you in two.
All of a sudden another woman walked in and bumped into Krissy.
KRISSY: Who the fuck are you?
???: Only the greatest diva this business has ever seen. Hell I’m the Queen Diva. Angel Williams. And I’m
the woman who’s going to show the world that you’re nothing but a bitch.
Out of nowhere, Angel hauled up and slapped Krissy across the face. Krissy’s head snapped to the side,
and her shades flew off. She stared off to the side for a moment as Angel arrogantly smiled.
ANGEL: Did you like that, bitch? You’ve got nothing. Hell, meet me in the ring on Law and Order, and a
slap will be the worst of your concerns.
Krissy slowly turned her head back to face Angel. Instead of the supreme confidence that had been on her
face earlier, her face now showed a stone-cold fury.
KRISSY: Hillary, please step aside.
Suddenly Krissy shot her arms forward and wrapped her hands around Angel’s neck. Angel’s eyes widened
in fear as Krissy displayed her raw power by lifting her up and slamming her against the wall. She held her
up for a few moments, choking Angel, and then tossed her down to the ground.
KRISSY: You want me on the next episode. Let me show you EXACTLY why they call me the
“Terminatrix.”
With that Krissy picked up Angel and started slamming punches into her gut. Angel bent over in pain, and
Krissy wrapped a hand around her throat, and picked her up, pressing her above her head. She held her
up for a few seconds, and then ran forward and chucked her into the wall. The force was so great that
Angel bounced upon hitting the ground.
KRISSY: So you’re the “Queen Diva?” Well your highness, allow me to introduce you to the leader of the
revolution.
Krissy picked her up, and locked on a standing headscissors, and flexed her biceps. She then picked her
up and held her in a powerbomb position, before running forward and throwing her. Angel flew several feet,
and crashed through a few wooden pallets. Krissy slowly walked forward, and kicked her hard in the gut,
knocking her over onto her stomach. She sat down on Angel’s back and flexed her biceps.
KRISSY: At this point I typically lock on my deadly submission hold. I like to call it the “CHIN
DESTROYER.” Let me describe it for you. I lock on a reverse boston crab, and hold your legs under my
arm pits. Then I grab your arms and pull back, locking on a combination double chicken wing, and camel
clutch. I literally bend your body in half. There is no escape from it. I can break your spine if I so choose.
Now don’t worry, your highness. I won’t do that now. I’m going to let you go home and think about what
could have happened to you tonight. I’m going to let you think about how badly I could have beaten you,
had I so chosen. And then, when you walk down that aisle and you stare in my eyes, you will understand
why I am “THE TERMINATRIX.” And when I am finished with you, you will scream your submission, and beg
me not to break you in half. These people may cheer me, but I am NOT a good girl. I am power and
destruction. And when you face me…I WILL TERMINATE YOU!!!
???: Only the greatest diva this business has ever seen. Hell I’m the Queen Diva. Angel Williams. And I’m
the woman who’s going to show the world that you’re nothing but a bitch.
Out of nowhere, Angel hauled up and slapped Krissy across the face. Krissy’s head snapped to the side,
and her shades flew off. She stared off to the side for a moment as Angel arrogantly smiled.
ANGEL: Did you like that, bitch? You’ve got nothing. Hell, meet me in the ring on Law and Order, and a
slap will be the worst of your concerns.
Krissy slowly turned her head back to face Angel. Instead of the supreme confidence that had been on her
face earlier, her face now showed a stone-cold fury.
KRISSY: Hillary, please step aside.
Suddenly Krissy shot her arms forward and wrapped her hands around Angel’s neck. Angel’s eyes widened
in fear as Krissy displayed her raw power by lifting her up and slamming her against the wall. She held her
up for a few moments, choking Angel, and then tossed her down to the ground.
KRISSY: You want me on the next episode. Let me show you EXACTLY why they call me the
“Terminatrix.”
With that Krissy picked up Angel and started slamming punches into her gut. Angel bent over in pain, and
Krissy wrapped a hand around her throat, and picked her up, pressing her above her head. She held her
up for a few seconds, and then ran forward and chucked her into the wall. The force was so great that
Angel bounced upon hitting the ground.
KRISSY: So you’re the “Queen Diva?” Well your highness, allow me to introduce you to the leader of the
revolution.
Krissy picked her up, and locked on a standing headscissors, and flexed her biceps. She then picked her
up and held her in a powerbomb position, before running forward and throwing her. Angel flew several feet,
and crashed through a few wooden pallets. Krissy slowly walked forward, and kicked her hard in the gut,
knocking her over onto her stomach. She sat down on Angel’s back and flexed her biceps.
KRISSY: At this point I typically lock on my deadly submission hold. I like to call it the “CHIN
DESTROYER.” Let me describe it for you. I lock on a reverse boston crab, and hold your legs under my
arm pits. Then I grab your arms and pull back, locking on a combination double chicken wing, and camel
clutch. I literally bend your body in half. There is no escape from it. I can break your spine if I so choose.
Now don’t worry, your highness. I won’t do that now. I’m going to let you go home and think about what
could have happened to you tonight. I’m going to let you think about how badly I could have beaten you,
had I so chosen. And then, when you walk down that aisle and you stare in my eyes, you will understand
why I am “THE TERMINATRIX.” And when I am finished with you, you will scream your submission, and beg
me not to break you in half. These people may cheer me, but I am NOT a good girl. I am power and
destruction. And when you face me…I WILL TERMINATE YOU!!!
After the break, we came back to see Hilary Duff backstage. She was standing next to a well-built woman
with her back to the camera.
HILLARY: Hey everyone. I’m back here with one of the newest members of our roster, and I’ve got an
exclusive interview. Joining me now, “The Terminatrix” Krissy Chin. Krissy, welcome to the A.F.W.
with her back to the camera.
HILLARY: Hey everyone. I’m back here with one of the newest members of our roster, and I’ve got an
exclusive interview. Joining me now, “The Terminatrix” Krissy Chin. Krissy, welcome to the A.F.W.
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