Post by Amy Marshall on Jun 10, 2011 6:11:42 GMT -6
Saturday, June 4th, 2011
Odyssey Arena
Belfast
Northern Ireland
Entering the backstage area after the tag match between SEX and La Revolucion, I still felt numb inside after finding out something that wish I hadn’t. Although we still won against Rosa and Jade, I wasn’t really in the celebratory mood especially with Trish trying her best to spook me.
”So where do you want to celebrate?” asked Stephanie.
”Sorry, I’m not in the mood” I said with a shrug.
Stephanie cocked her head; she couldn’t believe what came out of my mouth ”What’s wrong Amy?”
”Nothing, I just want to get to the bottom of why Trish is trying to spook me.”
”Oh forget her, she is still bitter at losing her title to Zelda.” Steph said as she grabbed a towel.
”I know…I know. She blames me for losing the woman’s title; I want to slap the taste of out of her mouth after she hit me. I just want to know what her plan is.” I said as I rubbed my face, where the bruise used to be.
”I understand. In that case, I can spend time with Tyler and Eric.” Steph said with a smile.
”Give my love to Tyler.”
Stephanie smiles as we hug, as she returns back to the shared locker room, leaving me alone with people rushing around like headless chickens. Slowly turning, I head towards catering, where it would pretty quite as the show played out.
Entering the catering area, I grab a bottle of water before sitting down.
”La Revolucion is no more, does anyone really give a ****? I certainly don’t. It’s one less team to face for our quest for the tag titles that EMF current hold.
And speaking of EMF, Crystal is crying like a little baby because Zelda is far more interested in men and getting married than actually wrestling.
Great I say. Great for the woman’s singles division and great for the tag team division… If Zelda isn’t focused then everyone can capitalise on that… I will.
And speaking of Zelda and Crystal – it brings me on to you Trish.
Why are you scared to show your face? All these cryptic bull**** messages, are you trying to scare me or get into my mind?
It isn’t working and your making yourself look like an idiot. When you want to grow a set and actually come face to face with me, you will find me inside a wrestling working for a living… not sitting on my ass pretending to be the scarlet pimpernel and thinking up another ’cryptic’ message.[/b]
Tuesday, June 7th, 2011
Manchester, England.
Ibis Hotel.
The scene opens up in the Ibis hotel in the centre of Manchester, where we see Roxxxie on her cell phone inside her hotel room, as she paces around the hotel room, as we catch the beginning of her conversation.
“Hi Mom” Roxxxie said as she bit her lower lip.
“Amy, how are you?” asked Roxxxie’s mom
“Not good.” Roxxxie said as she nervously played with her hair.
“Why? Have you lost your job?” Roxxxie’s mom said with a little too much hope in her voice.
“You would like that, would you?” Roxxxie snapped at her mom.
“Whoa…what’s wrong?” Roxxxie mom said with concern in her voice.
“I found a certain bit of paper. My birth certificate more precisely” Roxxxie said raising the issue of her birth certificate, which she took from her parents home, just before the NCW international trip.
“….” silence.
“So when were you going to tell me?” Roxxxie asked.
“I was hoping never.”
“My life has been one big lie, and you were never going to tell me. What about Katie and Lisa, are they yours as well?” Roxxxie asked as she wondered if her sisters were adopted or something.
“Yes. But can I explain?” Roxxxie’s mom said quickly.
“Explain what exactly… that dad ****ed someone who isn’t my mother and got her pregnant, and somehow you ended up my mother. How much did I cost you?” Roxxxie said with anger as she finished for more questions.
“It wasn’t like that.” Roxxxie’s mom said defending herself.
“What was it then.”
“Your father and I, hit a rough patch. We were trying hard for a baby and the strain took its toll and we went on a break for a little while. And during our break…” She began to explain the story of what happened.
“I got the point.” Roxxxie butted in, not wanting to know the rest. But had to anyway as her mom continued with the explanation.
“Your father told me about his fling and I wasn’t surprised when she came round claiming to be pregnant. While your father and her were going for an abortion, I came up with the idea of to surrogacy. Your father changed his tune and the other woman agreed.”
“So how much am I worth?” Roxxxie asked.
“It wasn’t about the money, it was about raising a family. A Family we love” Roxxxie’s mom said as she deflected the question of money and turned it towards family.
“A family that has been a lie for the last 31 years. And I still can’t believe dad did it with that woman of all people.”Roxxxie said as tried not to throw up again.
“How do you know her?” She asked.
“She is the mother of someone in NCW, which I have major issue with and thanks to you, I wish she had just aborted me.” Roxxxie said.
“Don’t say that”
“Why, you aren’t my mother.” Roxxxie retorted back without even thinking about what she was saying.
“Fine if you want to act like a little bitch, this conversation is over.” Roxxxie’s mom said with anger in her voice.
“Mom, I’m sor…
Mom, are you there.
Dammit” Before Roxxxie could apologise for putting her foot in it, her mom hung up.
Removing the cell phone from her ear, she looked at the screen, before pressing a few buttons and dialling her mom’s number. However, instead of getting an answer, it went to straight to answer machine.
“Voice mail…Look I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be so horrible. It was just a shock that you aren’t my real mom. I’m sorry.”
Roxxxie hung up her cell phone, as she does the cell ring and without even looking at the caller I.D, she answers.
“Hi Mom”
“No, its Ander.”
“Hey baby” Roxxxie said with a little disappointment in her voice.
The scene fades out as Roxxxie sits down on the edge of the bed as she begins her long conversation with Ander.
”So this week SEX have another tag match, this time against BurningMan.
Who are BurningMan?
Josie Everyman…the cousin of Joe Everyman. And just like Joe, she lost in her first match…I guess being rubbish inside the ring runs in the family.
Also getting rejected by men must be a regular occurrence in the Everyman household.
Then there is Ashlie – someone I have come across inside the ring a few times.
Last time we were inside the ring together, we both got screwed over by Zelda and Crystal as they formed EMF.
This time around our partners can be trusted and won’t turn into empty headed bimbo’s – sorry correction my partner won’t but your partner is a bit empty headed already.
Ashlie, I hope you have trained Josie well, because she won’t know what hit her as Stephanie and I continue our quest become tag champions.” [/I]
Odyssey Arena
Belfast
Northern Ireland
Entering the backstage area after the tag match between SEX and La Revolucion, I still felt numb inside after finding out something that wish I hadn’t. Although we still won against Rosa and Jade, I wasn’t really in the celebratory mood especially with Trish trying her best to spook me.
”So where do you want to celebrate?” asked Stephanie.
”Sorry, I’m not in the mood” I said with a shrug.
Stephanie cocked her head; she couldn’t believe what came out of my mouth ”What’s wrong Amy?”
”Nothing, I just want to get to the bottom of why Trish is trying to spook me.”
”Oh forget her, she is still bitter at losing her title to Zelda.” Steph said as she grabbed a towel.
”I know…I know. She blames me for losing the woman’s title; I want to slap the taste of out of her mouth after she hit me. I just want to know what her plan is.” I said as I rubbed my face, where the bruise used to be.
”I understand. In that case, I can spend time with Tyler and Eric.” Steph said with a smile.
”Give my love to Tyler.”
Stephanie smiles as we hug, as she returns back to the shared locker room, leaving me alone with people rushing around like headless chickens. Slowly turning, I head towards catering, where it would pretty quite as the show played out.
Entering the catering area, I grab a bottle of water before sitting down.
”La Revolucion is no more, does anyone really give a ****? I certainly don’t. It’s one less team to face for our quest for the tag titles that EMF current hold.
And speaking of EMF, Crystal is crying like a little baby because Zelda is far more interested in men and getting married than actually wrestling.
Great I say. Great for the woman’s singles division and great for the tag team division… If Zelda isn’t focused then everyone can capitalise on that… I will.
And speaking of Zelda and Crystal – it brings me on to you Trish.
Why are you scared to show your face? All these cryptic bull**** messages, are you trying to scare me or get into my mind?
It isn’t working and your making yourself look like an idiot. When you want to grow a set and actually come face to face with me, you will find me inside a wrestling working for a living… not sitting on my ass pretending to be the scarlet pimpernel and thinking up another ’cryptic’ message.[/b]
Tuesday, June 7th, 2011
Manchester, England.
Ibis Hotel.
The scene opens up in the Ibis hotel in the centre of Manchester, where we see Roxxxie on her cell phone inside her hotel room, as she paces around the hotel room, as we catch the beginning of her conversation.
“Hi Mom” Roxxxie said as she bit her lower lip.
“Amy, how are you?” asked Roxxxie’s mom
“Not good.” Roxxxie said as she nervously played with her hair.
“Why? Have you lost your job?” Roxxxie’s mom said with a little too much hope in her voice.
“You would like that, would you?” Roxxxie snapped at her mom.
“Whoa…what’s wrong?” Roxxxie mom said with concern in her voice.
“I found a certain bit of paper. My birth certificate more precisely” Roxxxie said raising the issue of her birth certificate, which she took from her parents home, just before the NCW international trip.
“….” silence.
“So when were you going to tell me?” Roxxxie asked.
“I was hoping never.”
“My life has been one big lie, and you were never going to tell me. What about Katie and Lisa, are they yours as well?” Roxxxie asked as she wondered if her sisters were adopted or something.
“Yes. But can I explain?” Roxxxie’s mom said quickly.
“Explain what exactly… that dad ****ed someone who isn’t my mother and got her pregnant, and somehow you ended up my mother. How much did I cost you?” Roxxxie said with anger as she finished for more questions.
“It wasn’t like that.” Roxxxie’s mom said defending herself.
“What was it then.”
“Your father and I, hit a rough patch. We were trying hard for a baby and the strain took its toll and we went on a break for a little while. And during our break…” She began to explain the story of what happened.
“I got the point.” Roxxxie butted in, not wanting to know the rest. But had to anyway as her mom continued with the explanation.
“Your father told me about his fling and I wasn’t surprised when she came round claiming to be pregnant. While your father and her were going for an abortion, I came up with the idea of to surrogacy. Your father changed his tune and the other woman agreed.”
“So how much am I worth?” Roxxxie asked.
“It wasn’t about the money, it was about raising a family. A Family we love” Roxxxie’s mom said as she deflected the question of money and turned it towards family.
“A family that has been a lie for the last 31 years. And I still can’t believe dad did it with that woman of all people.”Roxxxie said as tried not to throw up again.
“How do you know her?” She asked.
“She is the mother of someone in NCW, which I have major issue with and thanks to you, I wish she had just aborted me.” Roxxxie said.
“Don’t say that”
“Why, you aren’t my mother.” Roxxxie retorted back without even thinking about what she was saying.
“Fine if you want to act like a little bitch, this conversation is over.” Roxxxie’s mom said with anger in her voice.
“Mom, I’m sor…
Mom, are you there.
Dammit” Before Roxxxie could apologise for putting her foot in it, her mom hung up.
Removing the cell phone from her ear, she looked at the screen, before pressing a few buttons and dialling her mom’s number. However, instead of getting an answer, it went to straight to answer machine.
“Voice mail…Look I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be so horrible. It was just a shock that you aren’t my real mom. I’m sorry.”
Roxxxie hung up her cell phone, as she does the cell ring and without even looking at the caller I.D, she answers.
“Hi Mom”
“No, its Ander.”
“Hey baby” Roxxxie said with a little disappointment in her voice.
The scene fades out as Roxxxie sits down on the edge of the bed as she begins her long conversation with Ander.
”So this week SEX have another tag match, this time against BurningMan.
Who are BurningMan?
Josie Everyman…the cousin of Joe Everyman. And just like Joe, she lost in her first match…I guess being rubbish inside the ring runs in the family.
Also getting rejected by men must be a regular occurrence in the Everyman household.
Then there is Ashlie – someone I have come across inside the ring a few times.
Last time we were inside the ring together, we both got screwed over by Zelda and Crystal as they formed EMF.
This time around our partners can be trusted and won’t turn into empty headed bimbo’s – sorry correction my partner won’t but your partner is a bit empty headed already.
Ashlie, I hope you have trained Josie well, because she won’t know what hit her as Stephanie and I continue our quest become tag champions.” [/I]