Post by Amy Marshall on Apr 14, 2012 10:32:22 GMT -6
Sunday April 8th, 2012
The Forum; Inglewood, California
A half hour had passed since Sovereign went off air, as the excitement of what happened during several matches still echoed throughout the halls, while some were still giddy with excitement, others just packed up their stuff and headed to the next town as they wanted to forget about the loss they notched up.
As for myself – I was still in the arena.
I didn’t know why I was still here as I had lost my match and just so easily could of left straight after – I guess it was because of the curiosity of watching Alysson attempt to become a two-time champion or watch Zelda get squashed like the irritating bug that she is or who would become the new Gladiator.
However, none of them happened and I stayed here for nothing.
Picking up my boots that lay on the seat next to me, I let out a small sigh as I stuffed them into the large rack sack that sat next me, I wanted to forget about my loss to that nobody – Jasmine.
However, it wouldn’t be easy, as Jazzy B would no doubt rub the win in my face like most of these punk ass bitches usually do. But I did make sure she didn’t have it all her way, as I gave her a hint that I am dangerous even after losing a match.
Continuing packing small bits into the bag, I pick up my leather jacket that sat on the floor, where a small little bag fell out of the pocket. Picking it up, I realise that I still had a couple ‘dodgy’ tablets; I looked at them for a moments as the temptation of taking them was there and it would be the easiest way of forgetting about tonight.
“I hope they are aspirin.”
I close my hands around the small packet, instantly hiding the two tabs.
“They’re nothing”
I lied as I then stood up and shoved them into my jeans pocket before turning to see Lex Sense standing in the doorway.
“Yeah nothing”
Lex said not believing what I said and what is in my pockets. As I just grabbed my jacket and slipped it on, ignoring the fact that I was busted with some drugs.
“So what do I owe this pleasure?”
I asked as I turned and climbed onto the sofa and leant against the back, as I faced Lex.
"Do I need to have a reason to visit a friend?"
I pull back a little as I look at Sense, intrigued by his answer.
"Is that what we are? Friends?"
Sense looks as though he might be confused. Almost uncertain if "friends" was the right word to use to describe this "relationship".
"What would you call it?"
His awkwardness as he answers my question with a question peaks my curiosity but I wont torture him anymore as I'm ready to get the hell out of here.
"Friends is good... For now. Let's go and try to forget about Sovereign together."
I jump off the couch and begin pulling him by his massive arms.
"What do you have in mind?"
He's always asking questions.
"I don’t know... Something fun."
Relief splashes over his face as a cheeky smile comes over mine. Forgetting is good. Especially when you have someone to do it with. Maybe I wont need those 'dodgy' pills after all.
Forgetting about my bags, I grab my purse and a few others bits, as I drag Sense out of the door.
“I know of the perfect place.”
I said, as I closed the locker room door behind me as Lex and I headed down the corridor towards the arena exit, where I hailed a taxi to take us to our destination.
”Congratulations Jasmine, I bet your damn proud of yourself that you beat a former world champion.
Reality check bitch…
I ruined your big ****ing moment.
I can’t see how you are supposed to be Todd Williams Protégé, when you are nothing more than a one hit wonder.
If you know what’s good for you, I would find someone far better than Turd Williams - who knows what he or she is doing and someone not completely retarded.
And if you think for one moment that I’m going to do it, you are sadly mistaken; I rather listen to Justin Beiber than train some monkey.
Wednesday 11th April
Basher’s Gym
Somewhere in the USA.
The scene opens inside a local gym of where ever we are this week, where we see Amy standing inside a boxing ring wearing shorts, tank top and black padded fingerless gloves as she punches and kicks a couple of kick pads held by one of the gym’s trainers.
Clearly her time with Ander rubbed off onto her as she learnt a few Muay Thai moves to train with, although she wouldn’t use them inside the ring, it was something different from the usual hum drum training of cardio stuff and weights.
“So this is what you do most days?”
Amy didn’t look at the voice as she continues her work out, however, the camera pans around to see a young blonde woman, who sits on the mats with a towel around her neck as she watches on.
“I do. I didn’t use to do as much training when I was filming. But being a wrestler you have to be pretty fit.”
Amy says without taking her eyes off the pads where she hits them a few more times.
“Mom was never too happy with you career in porn or being a wrestler. But I’m proud of you.”
This young woman turns out to be one of Amy’s sisters, obviously it wasn’t either Trish or Alexis but it was family she knew and grew up with. The reason for Amy’s sister being in town, was because she didn’t have any classes for a few days and Amy invited Katie to see a show.
“Mom is never happy regardless. Even if I had a dead end job, she would be bitching about making more money.”
Amy hits the pads harder at the very mention of her mother. As Katie nods in agreement with her sister, as she knew her mom was pushing Katie as well as her twin sister hard in their studies at University.
“So, what your plans after this?”
Amy’s sister – Katie asked.
“No other plans, just cut my promo and then we can go shopping or have something to eat.”
Amy suggested as she wipes away some sweat from her forehead as she hits the pads a few more times before stopping.
“Thanks Mike”
Mike smiles as he removes the pads and places them on the mat floor, as Amy removes the padded gloves from her hands before climbing out of the boxing ring and grabs her water before wandering over to Katie.
“So what do you want to do?”
Katie asked as she stood up off the mats before giving Amy a towel.
“I think, back to the hotel. Shower and change, and then find something to eat and shop.”
Amy suggested.
“Yeah, that sounds good.”
Katie agreed as she picks up a small bag.
“Good, though I do have one remaining thing to do and that is cut my promo, I hope you don’t mind?”
Amy asked as she and Katie slowly walked towards the gym exit.
“No it’s fine. I would love to see how it works.”
Amy smiles at Katie as they exit the gym and head back to the hotel they were staying at, where they both showered (obviously not together) and got changed as Amy showed Katie the making of the promo that she was about to release.
”So I was just getting in to my hotel room in the early hours, after Lex and I partied the evening and off my goes my phone.
To my amazement in my drunken haze, I find that I don’t get a rematch against Jasmine or Freya, but I am put into a tag team match.
Jennifer Williams and Jasmine Berrara against myself and Emma Danielson.
Fan bloody tastic I’m stuck with some washed up drunk.
Management could of stuck me with the cat lady and I would have had better chances.
I know that I should be nice and sweet to my tag partner because I need her on my side – but have you seen me playing nice and sweet recently – hell no.
As I said I would of rather been stuck with The Cat Lady than some drunk, who is more useful in a bar fight than inside the ring – for gods sake I’ve beaten this pathetic excuse for a human being 4 times.
And speaking of that pathetic beast – Emma – if you pull a single stunt, I will embarrass you and I will make you sorry for being alive and drunk. I am not sorry for spitting on your broken decrepit body because I will do it again no matter how time I piss you off.
I am not afraid of you full stop.
So moving onto my opponents this week…
Jasmine Berrara – the so-called Protégé of Todd Williams.
I hope to god Todd was just joking, because if you’re his protégé then you will be waiting for a very very long time before getting any gold just like that moron who trains you.
But hey I must commend you for growing a pair, someone has just realised that she wants to be a big bad wrestler.
Good for you.
But let me get one thing straight – I am not jealous of anyone.
Not you, not Crystal and not even that spoilt brat Zelda Knite.
I am also NOT a sore loser.
I am just ****ing sick of every little prissy punk ass bitches stepping on my toes to get to the top, call it being a sore loser, call it being a bully – I call it dog eat dog and I am just marking my territory
You won – what more can you ask for?
I just gave you a reality check that when someone is beaten they may not like it and just give you an ass kicking to make sure that you never turn your back on them.
Just be prepared – because that Bad Girl can strike at any time.
As for you Jenny…
I don’t care what problems you have with Crystal because frankly Crystal is a nobody right now, and she only attacked you to make herself feel better.
But who gives a **** about that mongrel and her problems.
I am glad you recognise me as a hardworking starlet because all my hard work will continue in this match, as I will make sure that Emma and I will come out winners.
But you know what I don’t need the respect from you, because I won’t respect you back. I don’t even watch your matches to even care what your in ring skills are like.
All I know that come Saturday night, Emma and I will be victorious and you two tramps will be nothing more than a stain on the bottom of my boot. “
The Forum; Inglewood, California
A half hour had passed since Sovereign went off air, as the excitement of what happened during several matches still echoed throughout the halls, while some were still giddy with excitement, others just packed up their stuff and headed to the next town as they wanted to forget about the loss they notched up.
As for myself – I was still in the arena.
I didn’t know why I was still here as I had lost my match and just so easily could of left straight after – I guess it was because of the curiosity of watching Alysson attempt to become a two-time champion or watch Zelda get squashed like the irritating bug that she is or who would become the new Gladiator.
However, none of them happened and I stayed here for nothing.
Picking up my boots that lay on the seat next to me, I let out a small sigh as I stuffed them into the large rack sack that sat next me, I wanted to forget about my loss to that nobody – Jasmine.
However, it wouldn’t be easy, as Jazzy B would no doubt rub the win in my face like most of these punk ass bitches usually do. But I did make sure she didn’t have it all her way, as I gave her a hint that I am dangerous even after losing a match.
Continuing packing small bits into the bag, I pick up my leather jacket that sat on the floor, where a small little bag fell out of the pocket. Picking it up, I realise that I still had a couple ‘dodgy’ tablets; I looked at them for a moments as the temptation of taking them was there and it would be the easiest way of forgetting about tonight.
“I hope they are aspirin.”
I close my hands around the small packet, instantly hiding the two tabs.
“They’re nothing”
I lied as I then stood up and shoved them into my jeans pocket before turning to see Lex Sense standing in the doorway.
“Yeah nothing”
Lex said not believing what I said and what is in my pockets. As I just grabbed my jacket and slipped it on, ignoring the fact that I was busted with some drugs.
“So what do I owe this pleasure?”
I asked as I turned and climbed onto the sofa and leant against the back, as I faced Lex.
"Do I need to have a reason to visit a friend?"
I pull back a little as I look at Sense, intrigued by his answer.
"Is that what we are? Friends?"
Sense looks as though he might be confused. Almost uncertain if "friends" was the right word to use to describe this "relationship".
"What would you call it?"
His awkwardness as he answers my question with a question peaks my curiosity but I wont torture him anymore as I'm ready to get the hell out of here.
"Friends is good... For now. Let's go and try to forget about Sovereign together."
I jump off the couch and begin pulling him by his massive arms.
"What do you have in mind?"
He's always asking questions.
"I don’t know... Something fun."
Relief splashes over his face as a cheeky smile comes over mine. Forgetting is good. Especially when you have someone to do it with. Maybe I wont need those 'dodgy' pills after all.
Forgetting about my bags, I grab my purse and a few others bits, as I drag Sense out of the door.
“I know of the perfect place.”
I said, as I closed the locker room door behind me as Lex and I headed down the corridor towards the arena exit, where I hailed a taxi to take us to our destination.
”Congratulations Jasmine, I bet your damn proud of yourself that you beat a former world champion.
Reality check bitch…
I ruined your big ****ing moment.
I can’t see how you are supposed to be Todd Williams Protégé, when you are nothing more than a one hit wonder.
If you know what’s good for you, I would find someone far better than Turd Williams - who knows what he or she is doing and someone not completely retarded.
And if you think for one moment that I’m going to do it, you are sadly mistaken; I rather listen to Justin Beiber than train some monkey.
Wednesday 11th April
Basher’s Gym
Somewhere in the USA.
The scene opens inside a local gym of where ever we are this week, where we see Amy standing inside a boxing ring wearing shorts, tank top and black padded fingerless gloves as she punches and kicks a couple of kick pads held by one of the gym’s trainers.
Clearly her time with Ander rubbed off onto her as she learnt a few Muay Thai moves to train with, although she wouldn’t use them inside the ring, it was something different from the usual hum drum training of cardio stuff and weights.
“So this is what you do most days?”
Amy didn’t look at the voice as she continues her work out, however, the camera pans around to see a young blonde woman, who sits on the mats with a towel around her neck as she watches on.
“I do. I didn’t use to do as much training when I was filming. But being a wrestler you have to be pretty fit.”
Amy says without taking her eyes off the pads where she hits them a few more times.
“Mom was never too happy with you career in porn or being a wrestler. But I’m proud of you.”
This young woman turns out to be one of Amy’s sisters, obviously it wasn’t either Trish or Alexis but it was family she knew and grew up with. The reason for Amy’s sister being in town, was because she didn’t have any classes for a few days and Amy invited Katie to see a show.
“Mom is never happy regardless. Even if I had a dead end job, she would be bitching about making more money.”
Amy hits the pads harder at the very mention of her mother. As Katie nods in agreement with her sister, as she knew her mom was pushing Katie as well as her twin sister hard in their studies at University.
“So, what your plans after this?”
Amy’s sister – Katie asked.
“No other plans, just cut my promo and then we can go shopping or have something to eat.”
Amy suggested as she wipes away some sweat from her forehead as she hits the pads a few more times before stopping.
“Thanks Mike”
Mike smiles as he removes the pads and places them on the mat floor, as Amy removes the padded gloves from her hands before climbing out of the boxing ring and grabs her water before wandering over to Katie.
“So what do you want to do?”
Katie asked as she stood up off the mats before giving Amy a towel.
“I think, back to the hotel. Shower and change, and then find something to eat and shop.”
Amy suggested.
“Yeah, that sounds good.”
Katie agreed as she picks up a small bag.
“Good, though I do have one remaining thing to do and that is cut my promo, I hope you don’t mind?”
Amy asked as she and Katie slowly walked towards the gym exit.
“No it’s fine. I would love to see how it works.”
Amy smiles at Katie as they exit the gym and head back to the hotel they were staying at, where they both showered (obviously not together) and got changed as Amy showed Katie the making of the promo that she was about to release.
”So I was just getting in to my hotel room in the early hours, after Lex and I partied the evening and off my goes my phone.
To my amazement in my drunken haze, I find that I don’t get a rematch against Jasmine or Freya, but I am put into a tag team match.
Jennifer Williams and Jasmine Berrara against myself and Emma Danielson.
Fan bloody tastic I’m stuck with some washed up drunk.
Management could of stuck me with the cat lady and I would have had better chances.
I know that I should be nice and sweet to my tag partner because I need her on my side – but have you seen me playing nice and sweet recently – hell no.
As I said I would of rather been stuck with The Cat Lady than some drunk, who is more useful in a bar fight than inside the ring – for gods sake I’ve beaten this pathetic excuse for a human being 4 times.
And speaking of that pathetic beast – Emma – if you pull a single stunt, I will embarrass you and I will make you sorry for being alive and drunk. I am not sorry for spitting on your broken decrepit body because I will do it again no matter how time I piss you off.
I am not afraid of you full stop.
So moving onto my opponents this week…
Jasmine Berrara – the so-called Protégé of Todd Williams.
I hope to god Todd was just joking, because if you’re his protégé then you will be waiting for a very very long time before getting any gold just like that moron who trains you.
But hey I must commend you for growing a pair, someone has just realised that she wants to be a big bad wrestler.
Good for you.
But let me get one thing straight – I am not jealous of anyone.
Not you, not Crystal and not even that spoilt brat Zelda Knite.
I am also NOT a sore loser.
I am just ****ing sick of every little prissy punk ass bitches stepping on my toes to get to the top, call it being a sore loser, call it being a bully – I call it dog eat dog and I am just marking my territory
You won – what more can you ask for?
I just gave you a reality check that when someone is beaten they may not like it and just give you an ass kicking to make sure that you never turn your back on them.
Just be prepared – because that Bad Girl can strike at any time.
As for you Jenny…
I don’t care what problems you have with Crystal because frankly Crystal is a nobody right now, and she only attacked you to make herself feel better.
But who gives a **** about that mongrel and her problems.
I am glad you recognise me as a hardworking starlet because all my hard work will continue in this match, as I will make sure that Emma and I will come out winners.
But you know what I don’t need the respect from you, because I won’t respect you back. I don’t even watch your matches to even care what your in ring skills are like.
All I know that come Saturday night, Emma and I will be victorious and you two tramps will be nothing more than a stain on the bottom of my boot. “