STARR BLAZE
Blaze is shown in an empty area of the dressing rooms, warming up. She already has her jacket off. In either of her hands is a solid stainless steel rod with red LED's blinking along its length... these are obviously more than just hand weights, as her routine includes launching apparent attacks and parries with them. Her concentration is intense, for the moment ignoring a slightly flustered Dok Hendriks...
Dok: Umm... good evening, wrestling fans! Dok Hendriks here, attempting to get a word with the newest sensation to hit the WWF... the high-flying femme from the future, Starr Blaze! Miss Blaze...?
Blaze silences him with a LOOK... then continues. Dok pulls at his bow-tie uncomfortably. Finally Blaze does a last flip and double forearm with the staves, letting out a shout, then straightens and slides both into a thigh holster on a white belt harness she is wearing. She flips her hair back above her headband, smoothing it out.
Starr: Now then, what was it you wanted, Citizen Hendriks...? Dok: Well... Miss Blaze, it's just that... well, you're quite an enigma around here and all and...
Dok can't resist it any longer... he waves at the holstered staves...
Dok: What ARE those things, anyways?!
Blaze pats them with a bit of pride.
Starr: These are a Ranger's signature weapons, the laser batons... by which we dispense peace and justice to those in the Galaxy who cannot be persuaded by any other means. Each is bio-electrically keyed to a particular Ranger's DNA resonance field, to prevent it being used by the wrong hands...
Dok: Umm, sorry Miss Blaze, can you repeat that in 20th Century English?
Starr: Anyone else but me tries to use them, they don't work.
Dok: But they're just clubs aren't they? Wait a minute... LASER batons?! You don't mean that they...
Starr nods. Dok blinks in bewilderment, then looks curious as a little kid.
Dok: I don't suppose I could see... I mean...
Blaze laughs and claps a hand on his shoulder.
Starr: Don't worry, citizen, I'm giving everyone a demonstration tonight!
Dok: You don't mean... you're not going to use them in the RING, are you?!?! That... that just CAN'T be legal...
Starr: No, no, of course not! Thermal down... I would never use my weapons in that fashion except in the most dire extremity, which I pray will never come to pass... and I certainly don't expect it to come to pass in a match like tonight, against an opponent such as Citizen Jade who so far has shown herself an honorable, if... temperamental person.
Dok: So why even carry them, then?
Starr: Well, Mr. Hendriks, as you pointed out they also make fine hand-to-hand blunt instru- ments. And with all the lawlessness pervading your federation these days, a girl can't be too careful. They won't be used in the ring, but certain perps have shown that they don't care where they attack you, and with what sort of armaments. So they won't find this soldier unprepared...
Dok: But aren't you afraid they might be stolen? If you have to take them off when you enter the ring...
Starr: Ah, there's the beauty of it, Mr. Hendriks! Each has a hidden homing beacon and self-destruct device implanted. If someone were foolish enough to attempt theft, I have no doubts HIL and I will be able to track them down... or deal with it in more final fashion. Since they're just clubs to anyone except me, I doubt anyone will even try.
Dok: Wow! Sounds like you've got things covered! Any further comments?
Starr: Yes, Dok... I'd just like to comment that I am APPALLED at what I've been seeing happen here lately. Deadly weapons are being used at ringside, in the parking lot, even IN the ring, with increasing frequency. Success appears measured by how many of your opponents you can put in the hospital. The referees are helpless and impotent forces and the so-called "police" of the Federation seem to be missing a few moons from orbit ever since their manager was kidnapped... their latest attack on Mr. Austin was deplorable. Citizen Hawk and Citizen Animal, I understand that the kidnapping has you upset, and I must say Mr. Austin is cer- tainly no innocent - but it is the duty of those who keep the peace to NEVER stoop to the level of those they protect the public against! Otherwise, they lose the respect and support of that public and threaten to become as much a menace as any of those they battle. The people of Earth KNOW this... you heard the negative reaction Tuesday night!
Dok: I did indeed!
Starr: And Mr. Austin and Mr. Pillman parading around as their own version of law enforcement is just escalating matters! Putting them all together in a match tonight is a powderkeg. Not to mention the match between Citizen Stardom and the Giant which is certain to be just as vicious and could be a hotbed of interference even with half of Taylor Tech in the hospital. With what Mr. Taylor has done we could see Prez Piper HIMSELF coming down to brawl at ringside! It's a deplorable situation... I only hope I can keep the innocent from harm and keep these nova-heads from killing one another.
Dok: So what's the plan, Lieutenant Colonel...?
Starr: Dok, before and after my match with Jade, and whether I win or lose it, I'll be here keeping an eye on things tonight and making sure that any travesties of justice that occur will NOT go uncontested! I cannot stand by while the innocent suffer and fair play is mocked... I have little doubt the cancer I have been sent to stop is behind this slow degeneration of morality... it is a disease and it's time for a vaccination! The countdown begins...
Blaze points at the camera intently, then walks off.
Dok: Well, there you have it! A declaration of war by the warrior woman of tomorrow! Let's go now to this special footage.... from the halls of WCW!
