Post by Amy Marshall on Mar 17, 2012 8:55:20 GMT -6
(OOC NOTE: I am working with Rose…so bare with me if you get confused
Saturday, March 10th, 2012
Viejas Arena; San Diego, California
Moments after Amy defeated Emma [/u]
As the ref raised my arms to celebrate my win over Emma Danielson for the forth time in my short NCW career, I smirked as I yanked my arm from the ref’s grip before bending over Emma’s prone body before laughing in her face …
“Four Nil bitch…you just got beaten by a not so serious threat”
I spit on her body before turning as the ref checks on Emma, as I climb out of the ring and begin to slowly back up the ramp just laughing and pointing at Emma.
Reaching the top of the ramp, I shake my head before disappearing backstage, where I was greet by Chad Lights, who didn’t look too impressed with me.
“Yes carrot boy” I joked after watching a recent promo by Alex Jones.
However, Chad failing to see the funny side just got on with his job “Can I get a few words regarding your match against Emma?”
“Sure, why not”
“Everyone knows that you and Emma respect each other, yes this respect didn’t show before during and after the match, what has changed?”
“I still respect her…”
Before I could finish, Chad interrupts me…
“Clearly you don’t, because you disrespected her by spitting on her.”
“First off Chad, she disrespected me by insulting my friends and me, so in turn I spat on her and laughed in her manly face. Secondly I am looking after number one and **** everyone else.”
“So you are going to throw away a friendship because you’ve developed a new found attitude?”
“Yep. Looking after number one.” I said as I turned and then began to walk away back to my locker room, as I decided to stick around and watch the rest of the show as well as ice my knee before deciding what I was going to do for the rest of the evening.
Thursday, March 15th, 2012
San Jose, California
Some random gym with a ring.
Time: 8am
Several days after her win against Emma Danielson, Amy spent a few extra days in San Diego with Ander as well as making an upgrade to her transport as she sold her Ferrari and brought a Honda VFR800A in Candy Glory Red as well as buying all the gear that would be needed.
www.phmotorcycles.co.uk/bikes/motorcycles/honda/VFR800.jpg[/img]
From there she travelled to San Jose, where she would find out that her opponent would be Crystal Hilton.
We open up inside a local gym that has a ring, where see Amy sitting inside the ring as she surfs the net using her cell phone as she lets out a impatient sigh before looking at the clock on the wall.
All of a sudden the door to the gym swings open to reveal Rose Acantha in her training gear and a big smile plastered on her face.
“You’re late” Amy said as she stands to her feet, where she heads over to the ropes and drops her cell phone into her bag that sat a few feet away from the ring.
Rose’s smile disappears from her face, as she frowns and looks at the clock on the wall, however, avoiding any confrontation, she puts her bag down before grabbing a towel and a bottle of water before climbing into the ring and placing the towel on the ropes and the water in the corner.
Meanwhile Amy just stood watching, glaring as right there and then she could of taken the opportunity to destroy the young starlets hopeful, however, that would be no fun and instead Amy watched and waited.
“Ready” Amy asked.
Rose nods as she warms up before stepping forward.
Amy and Rose lock up in the centre of the ring, as they grapple for position until Amy gets Rose into a headlock. As Rose tries to find a way out of the headlock, however, she uses her strength to push Amy into the ropes and as Amy releases the hold, she bounces off the opposite ropes and hits a hard shoulder blocks Rose to the mat.
Rose sits on the mat for a moment, as she fails to see Amy climb the ropes, and as Rose gets to her feet, she is met with a flying thrust kick, which sends Rose back down to the mat.
Not giving Rose a chance to recover; Amy walks over to Rose, where she grabs her and pulls her to feet, where she whips Rose into the ropes and as Rose comes back she ducks – avoiding the clothesline before coming back at Amy with a clotheslines of her own.
They lay on the mat for a moment, as Amy slaps the mat in annoyance, as Amy and Rose both slowly get to their feet, where they meet in the centre of the ring once more and lock up in the centre of the ring, where Rose is able push Amy to the turnbuckle, where Rose moves in and gives Amy a DDT onto the mat.
Rose then locks in an STF to Amy.
However, with Amy being so close to the ropes, she grabs the ropes breaking the hold.
Rose then backs away, while allows Amy to use the ropes and get to her feet.
Rose quickly turns and heads towards the ropes to grab the towel as she assumes Amy won’t be getting to her feet too quickly, meanwhile Amy gets back to her feet and spot the stupid opening left my Rose and charges and hits a dropkick, which crushes Rose into the turnbuckle.
Rose slumps to the mat, as Amy grabs Rose and drags her to feet where she hits an Asai DDT before quickly getting to her feet, where Amy lays in several boots before stopping and grabbing Rose and pulling her to her feet and hits the Bad Girl.
“Never ever be late again.”
Amy hits one more boot to Rose, as she climbs out of the ring and grabs a towel and quickly wipes her face, before packing her bag up and makes her way towards the exit, as several members of the gym come over and check on Rose.
I won’t deny that I have been looking forward to facing you for a very very long time and that isn’t a good thing. I’ve hated you ever since our Ring of Beauty days with your stupid ****ing entourage up until now.
I hate you for everything you represent, I hate you for plaguing this country with your reflection of perfection bull**** and I hate you because you just get on my ***damn ****ing nerves.
You are nothing more than a mongrel and a waste of space of this division. So ****ing what that have some record over everyone because no-one gives a ****, look where it’s getting you?
Absolutely ****ing nowhere.
And you know what I am still bitter over the fact that you and Zelda pinned me twice and formed Every Man’s Fantasy. To be honest, what was the point of that team? You just held Zelda down and sat on her coattails to success.
And look where you are now?
Just the tag team title’s to your name and nothing else – must hurt that I am a former world Starlets champion and tag team champion – someone who according to most is nothing more than dirt on the bottom of everyone’s boots.
But guess what…that isn’t going to happen any more and when we meet inside the ring and I defeat you… I will show everyone that I am once again championship material.
And guess what, I am going to rub this win in your ***damn face so hard that you going to need plastic surgery to pretty little face, which I hope they botch.
Then you won’t be shoving that Reflection of Perfection horse**** down our throats.
You see Crystal you are as predictable as the rest of the bitches in this fed.
You will focus on that RoxxxItis bull**** that you and Zelda invented.
You will run me down and say that you are better than me blah blah blah…
I should just kill myself…
Scream that you’re the reflection of perfection…
You are just as bad as Ayla and that washed up has been hag – Rayne.
No original material, boring as hell and just forever repeating the same old crap.
So go ahead, say something that I haven’t heard before…
Tell me something different…
Don’t be the same old Crystal.
Saturday, March 10th, 2012
Viejas Arena; San Diego, California
Moments after Amy defeated Emma [/u]
As the ref raised my arms to celebrate my win over Emma Danielson for the forth time in my short NCW career, I smirked as I yanked my arm from the ref’s grip before bending over Emma’s prone body before laughing in her face …
“Four Nil bitch…you just got beaten by a not so serious threat”
I spit on her body before turning as the ref checks on Emma, as I climb out of the ring and begin to slowly back up the ramp just laughing and pointing at Emma.
Reaching the top of the ramp, I shake my head before disappearing backstage, where I was greet by Chad Lights, who didn’t look too impressed with me.
“Yes carrot boy” I joked after watching a recent promo by Alex Jones.
However, Chad failing to see the funny side just got on with his job “Can I get a few words regarding your match against Emma?”
“Sure, why not”
“Everyone knows that you and Emma respect each other, yes this respect didn’t show before during and after the match, what has changed?”
“I still respect her…”
Before I could finish, Chad interrupts me…
“Clearly you don’t, because you disrespected her by spitting on her.”
“First off Chad, she disrespected me by insulting my friends and me, so in turn I spat on her and laughed in her manly face. Secondly I am looking after number one and **** everyone else.”
“So you are going to throw away a friendship because you’ve developed a new found attitude?”
“Yep. Looking after number one.” I said as I turned and then began to walk away back to my locker room, as I decided to stick around and watch the rest of the show as well as ice my knee before deciding what I was going to do for the rest of the evening.
Thursday, March 15th, 2012
San Jose, California
Some random gym with a ring.
Time: 8am
Several days after her win against Emma Danielson, Amy spent a few extra days in San Diego with Ander as well as making an upgrade to her transport as she sold her Ferrari and brought a Honda VFR800A in Candy Glory Red as well as buying all the gear that would be needed.
www.phmotorcycles.co.uk/bikes/motorcycles/honda/VFR800.jpg[/img]
From there she travelled to San Jose, where she would find out that her opponent would be Crystal Hilton.
We open up inside a local gym that has a ring, where see Amy sitting inside the ring as she surfs the net using her cell phone as she lets out a impatient sigh before looking at the clock on the wall.
All of a sudden the door to the gym swings open to reveal Rose Acantha in her training gear and a big smile plastered on her face.
“You’re late” Amy said as she stands to her feet, where she heads over to the ropes and drops her cell phone into her bag that sat a few feet away from the ring.
Rose’s smile disappears from her face, as she frowns and looks at the clock on the wall, however, avoiding any confrontation, she puts her bag down before grabbing a towel and a bottle of water before climbing into the ring and placing the towel on the ropes and the water in the corner.
Meanwhile Amy just stood watching, glaring as right there and then she could of taken the opportunity to destroy the young starlets hopeful, however, that would be no fun and instead Amy watched and waited.
“Ready” Amy asked.
Rose nods as she warms up before stepping forward.
Amy and Rose lock up in the centre of the ring, as they grapple for position until Amy gets Rose into a headlock. As Rose tries to find a way out of the headlock, however, she uses her strength to push Amy into the ropes and as Amy releases the hold, she bounces off the opposite ropes and hits a hard shoulder blocks Rose to the mat.
Rose sits on the mat for a moment, as she fails to see Amy climb the ropes, and as Rose gets to her feet, she is met with a flying thrust kick, which sends Rose back down to the mat.
Not giving Rose a chance to recover; Amy walks over to Rose, where she grabs her and pulls her to feet, where she whips Rose into the ropes and as Rose comes back she ducks – avoiding the clothesline before coming back at Amy with a clotheslines of her own.
They lay on the mat for a moment, as Amy slaps the mat in annoyance, as Amy and Rose both slowly get to their feet, where they meet in the centre of the ring once more and lock up in the centre of the ring, where Rose is able push Amy to the turnbuckle, where Rose moves in and gives Amy a DDT onto the mat.
Rose then locks in an STF to Amy.
However, with Amy being so close to the ropes, she grabs the ropes breaking the hold.
Rose then backs away, while allows Amy to use the ropes and get to her feet.
Rose quickly turns and heads towards the ropes to grab the towel as she assumes Amy won’t be getting to her feet too quickly, meanwhile Amy gets back to her feet and spot the stupid opening left my Rose and charges and hits a dropkick, which crushes Rose into the turnbuckle.
Rose slumps to the mat, as Amy grabs Rose and drags her to feet where she hits an Asai DDT before quickly getting to her feet, where Amy lays in several boots before stopping and grabbing Rose and pulling her to her feet and hits the Bad Girl.
“Never ever be late again.”
Amy hits one more boot to Rose, as she climbs out of the ring and grabs a towel and quickly wipes her face, before packing her bag up and makes her way towards the exit, as several members of the gym come over and check on Rose.
I won’t deny that I have been looking forward to facing you for a very very long time and that isn’t a good thing. I’ve hated you ever since our Ring of Beauty days with your stupid ****ing entourage up until now.
I hate you for everything you represent, I hate you for plaguing this country with your reflection of perfection bull**** and I hate you because you just get on my ***damn ****ing nerves.
You are nothing more than a mongrel and a waste of space of this division. So ****ing what that have some record over everyone because no-one gives a ****, look where it’s getting you?
Absolutely ****ing nowhere.
And you know what I am still bitter over the fact that you and Zelda pinned me twice and formed Every Man’s Fantasy. To be honest, what was the point of that team? You just held Zelda down and sat on her coattails to success.
And look where you are now?
Just the tag team title’s to your name and nothing else – must hurt that I am a former world Starlets champion and tag team champion – someone who according to most is nothing more than dirt on the bottom of everyone’s boots.
But guess what…that isn’t going to happen any more and when we meet inside the ring and I defeat you… I will show everyone that I am once again championship material.
And guess what, I am going to rub this win in your ***damn face so hard that you going to need plastic surgery to pretty little face, which I hope they botch.
Then you won’t be shoving that Reflection of Perfection horse**** down our throats.
You see Crystal you are as predictable as the rest of the bitches in this fed.
You will focus on that RoxxxItis bull**** that you and Zelda invented.
You will run me down and say that you are better than me blah blah blah…
I should just kill myself…
Scream that you’re the reflection of perfection…
You are just as bad as Ayla and that washed up has been hag – Rayne.
No original material, boring as hell and just forever repeating the same old crap.
So go ahead, say something that I haven’t heard before…
Tell me something different…
Don’t be the same old Crystal.