Post by Amy Marshall on Apr 20, 2011 13:08:52 GMT -6
18th April 2011
Memphis, TN
FedEx Forum
Hours after Sovereign
As much as I hated to admit it, I was going to miss the Woman’s world title around my waist, however, it had lifted a great weight off my shoulders as I could focus on getting back to my winning ways before I was woman’s champion.
However, sitting in the Rat Pack locker room alone with just a bottle of Jagermeister for company sucked, as Ander suffered an injury during the Coliseum Match and Andrew Jacobson jumping to The Young Guns.
Taking another swig from the jager bottle, I stand up and stumble to the door where I open the door and come face to face with the door tag.
[Glow=blue,2,300]The Rat Pack [/glow]
“****”
I grabbed the door tag and rip it off the door, before screwing it up and throwing it on the floor in anger. The Rat Pack was officially dead as far I was concerned – the legacy that Johnny and Ander built up over the years in other places and then brought here crumbled in a matter of months.
“Congratulations Trish on becoming a two time world champion. I know that we are never going to hear the end of it. However, you deserve the woman’s title and I’m sorry that I never gave you a good enough battle, but disrespect me again and I will steal that title and your girlfriend away from you.
Andrew Jacobson – I don’t blame you for leaving the Rat Pack but you doing it the way you did, you took the cowards way out. I can’t take any revenge on you but when Ander is back he is going to beat the snot out of you and make you pay.
As for The Rat Pack – its officially dead.”
Taking another swig of the Jagermeister, I turn away from the camera as I ponder what I should do next.
“Screw it”
I put down the green bottle as I packed up my stuff, I wanted to leave Memphis as soon as possible and just focus on getting back to winning ways, however, being drunk and having a super car was a bad combination and with my recent brush with the law I couldn’t go back there again.
Screwing the lid back onto the Jagermeister, I shove that into my bag before leaving the locker room and heading towards the exit of the now quiet and empty arena as I decided to walk back to the hotel leaving the car here and coming back for it in the morning.
19th April 2011
San Diego, California
Home of Ander Carvetti
“I’m sorry about Jacobson.” Roxxxie said as she sat opposite Ander in the living room.
“Its not your fault, my mistake in trusting him.” Ander said as he sits forward the best that he can.
“So how is the ankle?” Roxxxie said as she looked at the cast that covered most of his leg.
“Sore”
“Uh…stupid question really. Can I sign it?” Roxxxie asked grabbing a pen and lipstick from her bag as she stood up and sat next to Ander.
Applying the lipstick, she gives the cast a light kiss before writing just underneath the lipstick mark.
Get Well Soon Sexy
Love Amy.
XOXO [/I]
Ander smiles as Roxxxie puts away the pen.
“Thanks.”
“That’s ok.” Roxxxie said as she leans over to Ander giving him a gentle kiss on the lips leaving a little lipstick smudge “Who is looking after you while I’m on the road?”
“Ayako, she is going to move in for several weeks and help out.”
“That’s going to be fun.” Roxxxie said
Ander smiled as he brushes some hair out of Roxxxie’s face “Sorry about the title loss, especially against Trish.”
Roxxxie smiled as she looked at Ander “I’m not” Roxxxie said honestly as Ander cocked his head “My title reign sucked. You know that, I know that and everyone else knows that. I’m just glad the weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Next time I will be better.”
Ander nods his head as he pulls Roxxxie close “You tried your best. It was your first singles title run and you can learn from your mistakes”
“Thanks” Roxxxie said as she snuggles up to Ander, as she aims to spending as much as possible with him before having to head back to Tennessee to pick her car up and then head to Arkansas for Collision.
20th April 2011
Verzion Arena
N. Little Rock
Arkansas
Travelling back and forth to California and Tennessee was hard going but had to be done, as getting time to see Ander would be impossible unless one of the shows was closer to California in the coming weeks.
Arriving at the Verzion Arena late afternoon, Roxxxie requested a small locker room just for her as a big locker room would be pointless especially since The Rat Pack were dead.
Putting her single bag into the room, she headed to her appointment with Chad Lights for some camera time for her Web show match against Rosa De Oro.
”I am going to keep this short and sweet. I am not going to dwell on my loss at Sovereign, I want to move on and get back to winning ways and climb that ladder once more.
And if I have to do that by appearing on the web show against fresh meat, I have no problems with that everyone has to start somewhere.
Speaking of fresh meat – Rosa De Oro.
I don’t know who you are and what your story is – frankly I don’t give a ****.
Like the past few times where Zelda has had all the fun with rookies, I get to have mine.
Sorry Rosa, I am looking to climb the ladder back to the top and if means stepping on rookie pieces of **** then so be it. You debut will be nothing more than a let down regardless if there is hype or not.
Oh and the whole masked superstar diva thing you have going… So overrated.” [/I]
Memphis, TN
FedEx Forum
Hours after Sovereign
As much as I hated to admit it, I was going to miss the Woman’s world title around my waist, however, it had lifted a great weight off my shoulders as I could focus on getting back to my winning ways before I was woman’s champion.
However, sitting in the Rat Pack locker room alone with just a bottle of Jagermeister for company sucked, as Ander suffered an injury during the Coliseum Match and Andrew Jacobson jumping to The Young Guns.
Taking another swig from the jager bottle, I stand up and stumble to the door where I open the door and come face to face with the door tag.
[Glow=blue,2,300]The Rat Pack [/glow]
“****”
I grabbed the door tag and rip it off the door, before screwing it up and throwing it on the floor in anger. The Rat Pack was officially dead as far I was concerned – the legacy that Johnny and Ander built up over the years in other places and then brought here crumbled in a matter of months.
“Congratulations Trish on becoming a two time world champion. I know that we are never going to hear the end of it. However, you deserve the woman’s title and I’m sorry that I never gave you a good enough battle, but disrespect me again and I will steal that title and your girlfriend away from you.
Andrew Jacobson – I don’t blame you for leaving the Rat Pack but you doing it the way you did, you took the cowards way out. I can’t take any revenge on you but when Ander is back he is going to beat the snot out of you and make you pay.
As for The Rat Pack – its officially dead.”
Taking another swig of the Jagermeister, I turn away from the camera as I ponder what I should do next.
“Screw it”
I put down the green bottle as I packed up my stuff, I wanted to leave Memphis as soon as possible and just focus on getting back to winning ways, however, being drunk and having a super car was a bad combination and with my recent brush with the law I couldn’t go back there again.
Screwing the lid back onto the Jagermeister, I shove that into my bag before leaving the locker room and heading towards the exit of the now quiet and empty arena as I decided to walk back to the hotel leaving the car here and coming back for it in the morning.
19th April 2011
San Diego, California
Home of Ander Carvetti
“I’m sorry about Jacobson.” Roxxxie said as she sat opposite Ander in the living room.
“Its not your fault, my mistake in trusting him.” Ander said as he sits forward the best that he can.
“So how is the ankle?” Roxxxie said as she looked at the cast that covered most of his leg.
“Sore”
“Uh…stupid question really. Can I sign it?” Roxxxie asked grabbing a pen and lipstick from her bag as she stood up and sat next to Ander.
Applying the lipstick, she gives the cast a light kiss before writing just underneath the lipstick mark.
Get Well Soon Sexy
Love Amy.
XOXO [/I]
Ander smiles as Roxxxie puts away the pen.
“Thanks.”
“That’s ok.” Roxxxie said as she leans over to Ander giving him a gentle kiss on the lips leaving a little lipstick smudge “Who is looking after you while I’m on the road?”
“Ayako, she is going to move in for several weeks and help out.”
“That’s going to be fun.” Roxxxie said
Ander smiled as he brushes some hair out of Roxxxie’s face “Sorry about the title loss, especially against Trish.”
Roxxxie smiled as she looked at Ander “I’m not” Roxxxie said honestly as Ander cocked his head “My title reign sucked. You know that, I know that and everyone else knows that. I’m just glad the weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Next time I will be better.”
Ander nods his head as he pulls Roxxxie close “You tried your best. It was your first singles title run and you can learn from your mistakes”
“Thanks” Roxxxie said as she snuggles up to Ander, as she aims to spending as much as possible with him before having to head back to Tennessee to pick her car up and then head to Arkansas for Collision.
20th April 2011
Verzion Arena
N. Little Rock
Arkansas
Travelling back and forth to California and Tennessee was hard going but had to be done, as getting time to see Ander would be impossible unless one of the shows was closer to California in the coming weeks.
Arriving at the Verzion Arena late afternoon, Roxxxie requested a small locker room just for her as a big locker room would be pointless especially since The Rat Pack were dead.
Putting her single bag into the room, she headed to her appointment with Chad Lights for some camera time for her Web show match against Rosa De Oro.
”I am going to keep this short and sweet. I am not going to dwell on my loss at Sovereign, I want to move on and get back to winning ways and climb that ladder once more.
And if I have to do that by appearing on the web show against fresh meat, I have no problems with that everyone has to start somewhere.
Speaking of fresh meat – Rosa De Oro.
I don’t know who you are and what your story is – frankly I don’t give a ****.
Like the past few times where Zelda has had all the fun with rookies, I get to have mine.
Sorry Rosa, I am looking to climb the ladder back to the top and if means stepping on rookie pieces of **** then so be it. You debut will be nothing more than a let down regardless if there is hype or not.
Oh and the whole masked superstar diva thing you have going… So overrated.” [/I]