Thursday, 29 September 2016

Kate Ford/ Tracy

Kate Ford/ Tracy

Kate Ford played Tracy Barlow on Coronation Street. She was a detestable disgusting character. The character made her ugly. She was a disgusting character who did horrible, disgusting things. This meant that she was a good target for mess. There were literally dozens of characters on the show who had a lot of reason to want to get revenge upon her. People would have lined up around the block to see her get messed. Literally, everyone on the show, including her close family hated her for the things that she had done. At some point, she had done something terrible to everyone on the street and their mother. She was the most hated person on the street by far. She was an overwhelming choice when it came time to vote for who people wanted to mess. She was truly loathsome. On top of that, she tried to rig the voting to go in her favour. She thought that she had bought off one of the men in charge of counting the votes through a nefarious sexual favour, but she was very wrong. He led her to believe he would rig the votes, but, in reality, did no such thing. She was stuffed. Everyone knew it would be her. She sort of knew it as well.

When it came time to announce who had gotten the most votes, everyone else yelled out her name in unison. She looked very angry when it was revealed that it was indeed her. She tried to get away, but everyone blocked her. Two of the larger men took her by each arm and lead her to a wooden chair. This was all taking place in Roy’s Rolls. They sat her in the chair and tied her wrists to the arms of the chair so that she could not escape, try as she might. She kicked and screamed. She cursed and threatened. She called everyone names and told them all of the horrible things that she would do to them in retaliation. She pleaded and begged as well, making puppy dog eyes at some of her friends and family with softer hearts. No one was going to help her now. She did not deserve any help or any mercy. She had done far worse than this to most of the people gathered there. She could give it out but could not take it. She had stooped as low as attempted murder and blackmail at different times in her past. She had done stuff that was illegal and immoral hundreds of times. She had no conscience whatsoever. She did not care about anyone but herself. She was one of the most selfish people on the face of the planet. She deserved this as much as anyone under the sun and she was about to get everything that she deserved. In fact, a messing was almost too good for her. It was almost a shame to waste perfectly good slop on someone that was that vile. 

She was now kicking and struggling. They shoved a raw onion into her mouth to shut her up. They then began to dump mess over her. She was wearing a dark floral print blouse and black stretch pants. She just saw red at this point. Everyone was chanting and shouting things at her. “Trash the bitch” was a popular one that could be heard. Her long suffering friends and family took centre stage. They began to pick up containers of mess to use upon her.

In the containers was the most vile, stinking mess imaginable. A lot of it was kitchen mess from Roy’s Rolls. It was largely rotting leftover food waste. It was mixed together making slop. There was also some manure and garbage mixed in. Tracey could be described easily either as trash or crap, so this was very appropriate for her. She was about to get a heaping helping of both. She screamed ,”No,” at the top of her lungs as her friends and family, all at once began to trash her. They each was given a container filled with revolting mess and began to dump it over her head.

The first blobs of the sloppy mess poured down onto her head and down her face. It poured down the front of her face. The mess was different colours, but large blobs of it were yellow, brown and green. It poured down her fringe and right down her face. The vile slop began to cover this vile person. It smelled atrocious as well. People were actually gagging from the stench of it. The mess rolled down her face in a stream of thick slop. “What the hell is this shit,” she shouted. It soon covered the top of her head and face. More rolled down her body. She was relatively small in stature, so was totally overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the mess that was engulfing her. She soon looked like some kind of bog monster. She almost disappeared into a mountain of mess. It was so messy that it became hard to even tell there was a person beneath it. She looked like a human trash heap. 

This did not stop her from verbally berating every single person who was there and dared to even watch this happening. She talked trash about every person there. She swore and shouted and threatened everyone with all sorts of things. She meant every word and would not have hesitated to carry out any action against them. They knew that they should enjoy this moment while they could, because they would have to live with this witch for years to come. She looked a little bit like the Grinch who stole Christmas. Right now she looked more like a pile of manure. 

When they were done, everyone ran away and left her there, because they were too afraid of what she might do when she was finally untied. They were actually scared of this woman. She was a monster. This day brought them some relief however.

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