Post by Angel Kash on Oct 31, 2016 13:29:41 GMT
scene one
Its a cold brisk day in Manhattan, New York inside the offices of Kash Inc. The giant building looms in the skyline. Where we see sitting in her chair in the office looking at the papers in front of her is Angel Kash, who was wearing a smart business skirt, suit top, and high heel pumps. As she was wearing her reading glasses making sure she can read the statements on her desk her eyes rolled her face began to grow with rage as the haughty blonde heiress soon began to speak in her normal as she goes on the intercom.
Angel Kash: Frank, I need to see you in the office.
She said, clearly something was bothering and Frank was one of her senior aides having worked under her father till Angel got the company, after she retired something that should have been split between the siblings, but the youngest was always never willing to share. But instead, it all fell to her, which was the way she liked it the other siblings still had money. After a few moments Frank came into the office, he was head off resort development often he chose and negotiated the deals to build new hotels, and resorts.
Frank: Miss Jones, you called.
Angel Kash: First of all its Kash okay I don't go by the commoner last name anymore. I am above the rest of my family.
Franks eyes his boss in a confused fashion but nodded slowly.
Frank: Miss Kash I apologize but you need me?
The blonde handed him the papers she was looking at as she was boiling inside the details were troubling, to say the least. It was not something she liked seeing, and now her cheif advisor would get a chance to read it, as he looked she began saying.
Angel Kash: Who the hell do they think they are? Don't they know how lucky I am even considering investing into such a third world dump? Like Mexico, doesn't have anyone quite like me there, and they want to tell me I can't build in Cancun? Don't they know how much money they would make? Or how much power I have?
Frank knew to keep quiet at this point and he just nodded which in the blonde's mind meant she could continue.
Angel Kash: I don't care about what a bunch of low lives in Mexico want. It's about what I want and I want my newest casino in Mexico! They should be bowing to me and offering me the world to put it there, they should be lining up to put more money in my pocket! What the hell is this? Who is going against me is it Slim if so hes a fool. If I am willing to screw over family what makes you think I won't stomp them underfoot?
Frank nodded he was one of the few who knew what Angel and her mother did to get her full control of the company. But he never uttered a word to anyone, has he was promoted soon after that, becoming one of Angels right-hand people.
Frank: Well maybe it's your donation to a Mr. Trump that has them worried or what you have said before in your own words. Remember your not the most like person, your well known but they are known to be jealous of more successful people. Mr. Slim actually has very little to do with this, as he is in the telecommunication industry.
Angel Kash: Good he had better stay off, and who cares?! Trumps gonna lower my taxes like a good boy. And do what I need him to do, he owes me big. But, I will wait for the tax rates after he beats Hillary, she had her run but her usefulness is starting to run thin with me. Oh waah, I donated to Trump boo freaked hoo don't want your worthless family members deported tell them not to cross the border illegally duh! Anyway, this business should be welcomed do I need to have a talk with them myself?
Frank nodded listening to his boss spot she never really cared about who won elections normally, but she worried about the influence of Bernie Sanders. As she was one of the elites who wanted to maintain her spot on top, and while she knew Hilary had always been useful her adopting his platform made her worried. All the stuff about making the wealthy pay their fair share, and single payer healthcare.
Frank: I know its a travesty but don't I will take care of it Miss Kash I promise.
Angel was still shaking mad, she never took to the word no.
Angel Kash: It had better! No one tells me no! I am Angel Freakin Kash, and I am going to be treated with respect. I run an empire my dad and my siblings never knew what this could become until I took over and did what I had to do. So what if I am a bitch? I get the results that no one else could get with this company. And I will be damned if those rats in Mexico stop me!
Frank: Miss Kash, don't worry about it..
Angel snaps back immediately in a bitchy tone.
Angel Kash: What do you mean don't worry about it?! Some peasants are getting in my way of me making money. You damn right I am gonna worry about it. Now, what are you going to do about this?
Angel said quizzing her long-time advisor who took it in stride he was used to this. He was used to the style of the youngest Jones child.
Frank: Don't worry I got some contacts in the government of Mexico, that can green light this and give us the tax breaks for it. It's just gonna take some time is all.
Angel Kash: What do you mean it's gonna take time?! I want this done now?! Understand you get on the phone and you call them you understand me?!
Frank nodded before saying.
Frank: Yes Miss Kash.
He said has he slunk off as Angel took a look at her phone in her imessages seeing her "hubby'. She smirked as she texted him before she gets out of her office chair. She needed some me time after this and headed to her private elevator down to the parking area where her Porsche was waiting for her.
scene two
You know something, this rodent Roxi Johnson thinks having all of her friends, and all of the common flith backing her means anything? In case you haven't learned which you should if you haven't been living under a rock for the past few years. But what Angel Kash wants Angel Kash gets and what I want is that lovely Soaring Eagle title and guess what Roxi you're gonna lose it whether you like it or not. No matter if your fans, wife, and friends want you to lose it or not it's gonna happen. Now unlike you I been paying attention because clearly, you don't know anything about me, as it seems your preparing for a different person entirely than me.
I mean in case you don't know in the past three years I have won countless championships and that's just in those three years. You can say oh well that doesn't count here, and what not but come on. If your accomplishments count, then why shouldn't mine. Oh right because of your the ugly red headed super butch that everyone loves gag me with a spoon. For real in case you haven't learn, I know mommy and daddy weren't there or they were as delusional as you are but I will break it to you.
Superheros don't exist!
Ugh, there I said it I know your whole career is based on a Halloween costume. It's sad really like pathetic. But I am going to educate you, you see this Angels and Demon match you wanna be the demon whatever fine be that, but when your out of the count while I am standing over you, and everyones shocked, crying, and bitching about it I am going to walk out with my Soaring Eagle Championship. Because it needs me to hold it, after all, it would be the perfect accessory. It would match by beatfuil gold gown, and who wouldn't want to see that?
But in all seriousness this is gonna be a harsh lesson to everyone who supports you, your friends, family, and fans that people of my status are above people like you. It's rather simple because I am going to make GOL great well not again because before me it was never great by beating you, and saving that title from any more embrassment. Because, you made the mistake of overlooking me now your gonna have to bow to me afer I knock you out. Because I am priceless by brith bitch by choice.