Post by Amy Marshall on Jan 7, 2012 10:54:54 GMT -6
Sunday January 1st, 2012
Edward Jones Dome; St. Louis, Missouri
After Time To Riot PPV.
As I lay on the sofa looking up at the dull grey ceiling, I began to think back on the tag team match and the riot match - both hadn’t gone to plan as first off Steph and I failed to successfully defend the tag titles and lost them to an unstable crazy team and then I surprised people and made an appearance in the Riot match, where I wasn’t there for very long but I tried my damned hardest to make Joe Everyman look like a punk ass bitch only to be distracted by Bukkake Man.
And I did something that Zelda Knite couldn’t do – Eliminate someone.
I eliminated Bukkake Man!
However, my success in that was short lived as Joe Everyman decided to kick my head off my shoulders and then throw me over the top rope.
Those who were still in the ring apparently took exception to that and proceeded to beat on Joe, while Ander came to my aid and stupidly forfeited his place in the Riot match.
Idiot!
Now I lay here on an uncomfortable sofa, looking at a dull grey ceiling with an ice pack on the back of my next and a ice pack on the side of my head.
**** Joe Everyman.
**** Mercedes!
**** Ashlie!
I let out a small sigh before closing my eyes as I tried to block out the pain as well as freezing pain from the icepacks. Hearing the door swing open, I assumed it was Ander returning with some water…
“Can you just put the water on the table please.”
“Uh…I can’t” came a voice that wasn’t Ander’s.
I open my eyes to see Crystal Hilton standing there with a smirk, I slowly swing my legs off the sofa as I removed the ice packs from my neck and face, and I look up at her.
“Can I help you with anything?” I asked as I looked up at Crystal.
“No, I just came to check up on you.” She smiles as she gazes back at me with a look of concern on her face.
“Thanks for the concern, just a few bumps and bruises. I’ll survive.” I said. “So I hear Todd won the Riot match. Send my congratulations to him.” I said as I rub my neck.
“Yeah... I will, I know I am really proud of him but I just don’t know. It seems he is at war with his best friend Xander, and more importantly than that his sister. It seems like Zelda is involved too and I really don’t know how I stand in all of this...Sometimes I wonder if I should even make a comeback to the ring or just keep away from it. Really a lot of things happened at Riot that I wasn’t quite expecting.” Crystal says as she sighs looking back at me. “But this isn’t about me, this is about you. I know you had a rough night but you should be proud. You actually went out there and competed with the men. That’s really quite the feat.”
I nods my head as I listen to Crystal before speaking up. “Everything will be ok, I know how family stuff can get you down because I spent most of my life hating my parents and vice versa. Well actually Mom hating me.” I joked and shrugged “At the end of the day blood is thicker than water and if Todd ever needs help from family, Jennifer will be there regardless of her relationship with Xander.” I Continued “However, I can’t share your feelings about losing an unborn baby, but that sort of thing will be hard to get over and its down to you when you return to the ring and same goes for Zelda. But I would have preferred her to stay away and be the good little housewife for Rob.” I said. “As for my night it could of been better, but I’m glad I was able to at least be inside the ring with men once again.” I said as I grabbed the ice pack once more and placed it on my neck.
Crystal smiles as she looks back at me. “Oh come on what’s up with the ice pack, you can deal with the pain. I thought you were tougher than that. For a woman with so many tattoos I would expect you to be just fine.” Crystal says chuckling.
I just glare at Crystal “How about I drop you right here right now with a piledriver! And FYI it’s only bruising but I don’t want to wake up in the morning and I can’t ****ing move my head.” I said sniping back at Crystal.
Crystal quickly shakes her head at me. “Relax I was only joking, but yeah you should really be proud of yourself. Anyway I just came to see how you were doing, Get well soon, and umm continue kicking ass in the ring.” Crystal says glancing at me.
I give a small smile at Crystal “Thanks, and I hope everything sorts itself out for you.” I said leaning back on the sofa.
Crystal smiles and gives a small nod before leaving the locker room closing the door behind her, as I watched her leave, I then wondered if the spike on my head did more damage as I was quite nice to Crystal.
But then again, she has had a tough time recently, but I am not giving her sympathy just a friendly shoulder to briefly lean on.
Anyway, getting up off the sofa, I grab a couple of bits from my bag and head into the shower room just as Ander returns with a bottle of water. I give him a small smile before closing the door behind me and prepare to wash away the disappointment and get ready to go to a local club to help me relax a little.
Thursday 5th January 2012
The scene opens a couple of days after Time to Riot in one of the many local hotel, where we find Amy sitting on the hotel bed as the TV blared out music from the Kerrang Channel.
The past few days Amy had taken it easy as she rested her neck as best as physically possible, although it was just jarred from the piledriver from Ashlie, she wanted to make sure that she didn’t bruise it any more and go into a match in severe pain.
Anyway, sitting in front of her laptop, she types away as she does her promo for the 6-woman tag team match.
”W.W.M.A. – good question.
First off I would call Kathleen a hypocritical dumb bitch, I wasn’t around at the time, but where do you get off slagging off someone who has been locked away much of her life because of an ‘illness’ when you had your own little episode of pretending to be a cat.
If I had the chance I would have you locked away and throw away the key and make poor little Kathy scrounge for rats and mice like the mangy cat that she was.
So why don’t you leave her alone and focus on your own pitfalls plus no one gives a **** about who did what to you and how you ended up the way you are, they just want to see their favourite wrestling and wrestlers.
And guess what you are wrong Kathy.
I am not going to gloat about the gold I held, I am not going to blow on Ander’s horn, and how Rose and Yuna are rookie and your leeching from your husbands fame… instead I am to tell you that I am going to show you that your nothing more than a hypocrite who thinks she is better than everyone else and that Ayla, Mercedes and myself will come out the winners of this match.
As for your partners…
Yuna Tanahashi – She won her first match against the Cat Lady but I don’t know much else about her.
Rose Acantha – Rose has shown great skill inside the ring and has done well in her training with Nate and me. It would be cruel of me to exploit her weaknesses but if we ever meet inside the ring, sorry Rose but I will not show any mercy inside the ring.
As for W.W.M.A.D - What Would Miss Ayla Do? and W.W.M.A.D – What Would Mercedes Actually do?
Well first Mercedes will attack anyone and everyone who will listen to her and frankly no gives a **** about her.
Her and Ashlie’s win at Time to Riot as I said was a fluke but lets be honest here – Ashlie did 99% of the work inside the ring, while that 1% was Mercedes’ relevance inside the ring.
You see Mercedes, I am here to stay…and just because you have picked up a win over Steph and I doesn’t mean I am going to go away and bitch and moan about it, I don’t care if I picked up a win over the most overrated wrestler in NCW because a win a *** damn win.
And what makes you think I am going to listen to you…
All I hear is blah blah blah Zelda Knite blah blah blah Kelly Knite blah blah blah…
So why don’t you go and ****ing die you piece of silicon filled Trent Helm’s reject.
No one love’s you.
No one like’s you.
So go to hell you dumb ****.
As for Ayla St. James…
The same old ****…
The good ole days of Bitches of Attitude, where those who knew of has beens called Julietta Lee, Cleopatra and Joanne Canelli and where you apparently fought tooth and nail to make a name for yourself.
As well as name-dropping, what BWA could of done but totally failed at, and calling everyone sweetheart and babe and all those blowing kisses and hugs.
Frankly I am bored of it…
Sorry Ayla, you as irrelevant to NCW like Mercedes Lewis and that isn’t going to help you.
Anyway, good luck to everyone in this match because we all know there will be no doubt one or two bitches here who will abandon their partners.
And I’m looking at you Mercedes.
Peace out bitches.
Edward Jones Dome; St. Louis, Missouri
After Time To Riot PPV.
As I lay on the sofa looking up at the dull grey ceiling, I began to think back on the tag team match and the riot match - both hadn’t gone to plan as first off Steph and I failed to successfully defend the tag titles and lost them to an unstable crazy team and then I surprised people and made an appearance in the Riot match, where I wasn’t there for very long but I tried my damned hardest to make Joe Everyman look like a punk ass bitch only to be distracted by Bukkake Man.
And I did something that Zelda Knite couldn’t do – Eliminate someone.
I eliminated Bukkake Man!
However, my success in that was short lived as Joe Everyman decided to kick my head off my shoulders and then throw me over the top rope.
Those who were still in the ring apparently took exception to that and proceeded to beat on Joe, while Ander came to my aid and stupidly forfeited his place in the Riot match.
Idiot!
Now I lay here on an uncomfortable sofa, looking at a dull grey ceiling with an ice pack on the back of my next and a ice pack on the side of my head.
**** Joe Everyman.
**** Mercedes!
**** Ashlie!
I let out a small sigh before closing my eyes as I tried to block out the pain as well as freezing pain from the icepacks. Hearing the door swing open, I assumed it was Ander returning with some water…
“Can you just put the water on the table please.”
“Uh…I can’t” came a voice that wasn’t Ander’s.
I open my eyes to see Crystal Hilton standing there with a smirk, I slowly swing my legs off the sofa as I removed the ice packs from my neck and face, and I look up at her.
“Can I help you with anything?” I asked as I looked up at Crystal.
“No, I just came to check up on you.” She smiles as she gazes back at me with a look of concern on her face.
“Thanks for the concern, just a few bumps and bruises. I’ll survive.” I said. “So I hear Todd won the Riot match. Send my congratulations to him.” I said as I rub my neck.
“Yeah... I will, I know I am really proud of him but I just don’t know. It seems he is at war with his best friend Xander, and more importantly than that his sister. It seems like Zelda is involved too and I really don’t know how I stand in all of this...Sometimes I wonder if I should even make a comeback to the ring or just keep away from it. Really a lot of things happened at Riot that I wasn’t quite expecting.” Crystal says as she sighs looking back at me. “But this isn’t about me, this is about you. I know you had a rough night but you should be proud. You actually went out there and competed with the men. That’s really quite the feat.”
I nods my head as I listen to Crystal before speaking up. “Everything will be ok, I know how family stuff can get you down because I spent most of my life hating my parents and vice versa. Well actually Mom hating me.” I joked and shrugged “At the end of the day blood is thicker than water and if Todd ever needs help from family, Jennifer will be there regardless of her relationship with Xander.” I Continued “However, I can’t share your feelings about losing an unborn baby, but that sort of thing will be hard to get over and its down to you when you return to the ring and same goes for Zelda. But I would have preferred her to stay away and be the good little housewife for Rob.” I said. “As for my night it could of been better, but I’m glad I was able to at least be inside the ring with men once again.” I said as I grabbed the ice pack once more and placed it on my neck.
Crystal smiles as she looks back at me. “Oh come on what’s up with the ice pack, you can deal with the pain. I thought you were tougher than that. For a woman with so many tattoos I would expect you to be just fine.” Crystal says chuckling.
I just glare at Crystal “How about I drop you right here right now with a piledriver! And FYI it’s only bruising but I don’t want to wake up in the morning and I can’t ****ing move my head.” I said sniping back at Crystal.
Crystal quickly shakes her head at me. “Relax I was only joking, but yeah you should really be proud of yourself. Anyway I just came to see how you were doing, Get well soon, and umm continue kicking ass in the ring.” Crystal says glancing at me.
I give a small smile at Crystal “Thanks, and I hope everything sorts itself out for you.” I said leaning back on the sofa.
Crystal smiles and gives a small nod before leaving the locker room closing the door behind her, as I watched her leave, I then wondered if the spike on my head did more damage as I was quite nice to Crystal.
But then again, she has had a tough time recently, but I am not giving her sympathy just a friendly shoulder to briefly lean on.
Anyway, getting up off the sofa, I grab a couple of bits from my bag and head into the shower room just as Ander returns with a bottle of water. I give him a small smile before closing the door behind me and prepare to wash away the disappointment and get ready to go to a local club to help me relax a little.
Thursday 5th January 2012
The scene opens a couple of days after Time to Riot in one of the many local hotel, where we find Amy sitting on the hotel bed as the TV blared out music from the Kerrang Channel.
The past few days Amy had taken it easy as she rested her neck as best as physically possible, although it was just jarred from the piledriver from Ashlie, she wanted to make sure that she didn’t bruise it any more and go into a match in severe pain.
Anyway, sitting in front of her laptop, she types away as she does her promo for the 6-woman tag team match.
”W.W.M.A. – good question.
First off I would call Kathleen a hypocritical dumb bitch, I wasn’t around at the time, but where do you get off slagging off someone who has been locked away much of her life because of an ‘illness’ when you had your own little episode of pretending to be a cat.
If I had the chance I would have you locked away and throw away the key and make poor little Kathy scrounge for rats and mice like the mangy cat that she was.
So why don’t you leave her alone and focus on your own pitfalls plus no one gives a **** about who did what to you and how you ended up the way you are, they just want to see their favourite wrestling and wrestlers.
And guess what you are wrong Kathy.
I am not going to gloat about the gold I held, I am not going to blow on Ander’s horn, and how Rose and Yuna are rookie and your leeching from your husbands fame… instead I am to tell you that I am going to show you that your nothing more than a hypocrite who thinks she is better than everyone else and that Ayla, Mercedes and myself will come out the winners of this match.
As for your partners…
Yuna Tanahashi – She won her first match against the Cat Lady but I don’t know much else about her.
Rose Acantha – Rose has shown great skill inside the ring and has done well in her training with Nate and me. It would be cruel of me to exploit her weaknesses but if we ever meet inside the ring, sorry Rose but I will not show any mercy inside the ring.
As for W.W.M.A.D - What Would Miss Ayla Do? and W.W.M.A.D – What Would Mercedes Actually do?
Well first Mercedes will attack anyone and everyone who will listen to her and frankly no gives a **** about her.
Her and Ashlie’s win at Time to Riot as I said was a fluke but lets be honest here – Ashlie did 99% of the work inside the ring, while that 1% was Mercedes’ relevance inside the ring.
You see Mercedes, I am here to stay…and just because you have picked up a win over Steph and I doesn’t mean I am going to go away and bitch and moan about it, I don’t care if I picked up a win over the most overrated wrestler in NCW because a win a *** damn win.
And what makes you think I am going to listen to you…
All I hear is blah blah blah Zelda Knite blah blah blah Kelly Knite blah blah blah…
So why don’t you go and ****ing die you piece of silicon filled Trent Helm’s reject.
No one love’s you.
No one like’s you.
So go to hell you dumb ****.
As for Ayla St. James…
The same old ****…
The good ole days of Bitches of Attitude, where those who knew of has beens called Julietta Lee, Cleopatra and Joanne Canelli and where you apparently fought tooth and nail to make a name for yourself.
As well as name-dropping, what BWA could of done but totally failed at, and calling everyone sweetheart and babe and all those blowing kisses and hugs.
Frankly I am bored of it…
Sorry Ayla, you as irrelevant to NCW like Mercedes Lewis and that isn’t going to help you.
Anyway, good luck to everyone in this match because we all know there will be no doubt one or two bitches here who will abandon their partners.
And I’m looking at you Mercedes.
Peace out bitches.