Post by Amy Marshall on Dec 17, 2011 18:21:13 GMT -6
DATE: Saturday, December 10th, 2011
LOCATION: Wells Fargo Arena; Des Moines, Iowa
Moments after I had defeated Emma, I had shown my hand her to showing that my respect for her hadn’t dissipated and appreciated the good match between us, however, she just slapped my hand, I think more in frustration than anything else before climbing out of the ring and heading up the ramp.
As for me, I celebrated for a few moments more, before gingerly climbing out of the ring and heading up the ramp myself to the backstage area, thinking all the time that I wanted a nice warm bath to relax in.
Finally reaching the backstage area, I see Emma disappear around a corner as she headed to her locker room; I briefly chase after her and even call her name.
“Emma, wait up” I turn the corner and find that Emma stopped in her tracks and waited for me, although she looked a little impatient. “Look, I know you want to return back to your locker room to shower and change but can you give me a minute?” I asked.
Emma nodded.
I smile “I’m sorry you didn’t have the result out their tonight, but I just want to find out if we’re still ok, I mean after that battle I still have a **** load of respect for you.” I asked with wonder.
“We are still good, I am not going to bitch and moan about it. There is no shame in losing to a champion.” Emma said shrugging.
For some strange reason, I had a weight lifted off my shoulder as I put my hand out for Emma to shake. “Thanks”
Emma takes my hand and we shake hands “It was fun.” Emma said with a smile.
I nodded as we let go of each other’s hands. “I’ll see you around, I’ve got to deal with something else.” I said as I flashed back to just before our match where Lex Sense accosted me.
“Ok” Emma said as she gave me a smile before turning and continuing her journey back to her locker room, leaving me alone in the hallway as I turned away from Emma and began my walk back to the main curtain area looking for Lex Sense.
As I asked various backstage hands where Lex was with only few directing me towards down the hallway, which I had assumed that he was heading either towards a locker room or the exit.
Taking the first option of going to a locker room, I once again started asking people directions to his locker room and in no time I found his locker room and gently knocked on the door as I waited for either the door to swing open or for no answer.
A few moments passed and the door swung open to reveal Lex.
“Hey Lex” I said a little nervously.
Lex smiles “Amy, what do I owe this pleasure?”
“What the hell was that earlier on?” I asked frowning a little.
Lex just smirked “I just wanted to check out your new look and wish you luck.”
“Erm thanks, but why before a match?” I questioned.
Lex smirked before closing the door, and again leaving me wondering what the hell his ulterior motives were. Shrugging, I turn and began to head back to my locker room as I tried to forget that stranger encounter and prepare to head to Wichita for the next show.
DATE: Wednesday, December 14, 2011
LOCATION: Wichita, Kansas
The scene opens in a hotel room of the Holiday Inn in the centre of Wichita, where we see Amy sitting alone on the bed with no sign of Ander. As the TV blared out the latest rock tunes, Amy ignored the TV as she focuses on her laptop in front of her.
However, due to the content on the web page, it has been blurred out.
As she finished up editing the web page for 3-X productions, which included dates for appearances for some of the stars, new DVD releases, new signed pictures and new clothing.
Amy then changed pages to her blog, where she begins type.
”So this week I go from Emma Danielson – who is a legend and someone who I respect to….Ashlie.
Again the bookers puzzle the crap out of me.
And I wonder why I go from the top of totem pole and then back down again.
I am sorry Ashlie but you are not my level.
You are nothing more than Trent Helm’s arm candy that has an occasional wrestling career, which ends up you losing.
How the **** can you lose when you are partnered with Crystal Hilton? She was the second strongest starlet in the match – obviously Emma being the first. I guess the **** in her life caught up with her and she was too focused on other things.
Anyway away from Crystal ‘who the hell do I love’ Hilton, and back to you.
We have only met a few times and they were in tag team matches and the battle royal, which I had previously mentioned when I faced off against Emma. And those times I pretty much lost all of them although it wasn’t our fault where we got screwed over by EMF.
Anyway, lets not dwell on the past and let’s focus on our match on Collision.
You see I don’t care about how much training you had from Adam Knite, I don’t care how many times you have beaten me in tag team matches and I don’t really care that your boyfriend is Trent Helms.
And speaking of which, good luck fending off that psycho twilight freak, I felt the wrath of Mercedes and its blows, although she did spur me on to win the Starlets title off Trish, but unfortunately you are just screwed.
Anyway, you will probably have loads to say about me, just like that spoilt princess – Kelly Knite.
But guess what - I don’t really care what comes out of Kelly’s mouth or your mouth, because I want to focus on what is going to happen inside the ring Sunday Night.
And I don’t have to tell you what is going to happen, but if you think you are leaving victorious then you are sadly mistaken, because I am going to show everyone that no matter how much training you have had with Adam Knite or using your best moves on your assistant Jeff - it will end in your defeat.
I will exploit your rustiness and send you back to being a desk jockey looking after Josie Everyman, with the only excitement in your life in the form of Trent Helms and his psycho ex.
Good luck Ashlie.
Hitting post for her blog, Amy then shuts down the laptop before slipping on a pair of shoes and then grabbing her keys and purse before leaving the hotel room and hotel for a little bit Christmas shopping and regular shopping.
LOCATION: Wells Fargo Arena; Des Moines, Iowa
Moments after I had defeated Emma, I had shown my hand her to showing that my respect for her hadn’t dissipated and appreciated the good match between us, however, she just slapped my hand, I think more in frustration than anything else before climbing out of the ring and heading up the ramp.
As for me, I celebrated for a few moments more, before gingerly climbing out of the ring and heading up the ramp myself to the backstage area, thinking all the time that I wanted a nice warm bath to relax in.
Finally reaching the backstage area, I see Emma disappear around a corner as she headed to her locker room; I briefly chase after her and even call her name.
“Emma, wait up” I turn the corner and find that Emma stopped in her tracks and waited for me, although she looked a little impatient. “Look, I know you want to return back to your locker room to shower and change but can you give me a minute?” I asked.
Emma nodded.
I smile “I’m sorry you didn’t have the result out their tonight, but I just want to find out if we’re still ok, I mean after that battle I still have a **** load of respect for you.” I asked with wonder.
“We are still good, I am not going to bitch and moan about it. There is no shame in losing to a champion.” Emma said shrugging.
For some strange reason, I had a weight lifted off my shoulder as I put my hand out for Emma to shake. “Thanks”
Emma takes my hand and we shake hands “It was fun.” Emma said with a smile.
I nodded as we let go of each other’s hands. “I’ll see you around, I’ve got to deal with something else.” I said as I flashed back to just before our match where Lex Sense accosted me.
“Ok” Emma said as she gave me a smile before turning and continuing her journey back to her locker room, leaving me alone in the hallway as I turned away from Emma and began my walk back to the main curtain area looking for Lex Sense.
As I asked various backstage hands where Lex was with only few directing me towards down the hallway, which I had assumed that he was heading either towards a locker room or the exit.
Taking the first option of going to a locker room, I once again started asking people directions to his locker room and in no time I found his locker room and gently knocked on the door as I waited for either the door to swing open or for no answer.
A few moments passed and the door swung open to reveal Lex.
“Hey Lex” I said a little nervously.
Lex smiles “Amy, what do I owe this pleasure?”
“What the hell was that earlier on?” I asked frowning a little.
Lex just smirked “I just wanted to check out your new look and wish you luck.”
“Erm thanks, but why before a match?” I questioned.
Lex smirked before closing the door, and again leaving me wondering what the hell his ulterior motives were. Shrugging, I turn and began to head back to my locker room as I tried to forget that stranger encounter and prepare to head to Wichita for the next show.
DATE: Wednesday, December 14, 2011
LOCATION: Wichita, Kansas
The scene opens in a hotel room of the Holiday Inn in the centre of Wichita, where we see Amy sitting alone on the bed with no sign of Ander. As the TV blared out the latest rock tunes, Amy ignored the TV as she focuses on her laptop in front of her.
However, due to the content on the web page, it has been blurred out.
As she finished up editing the web page for 3-X productions, which included dates for appearances for some of the stars, new DVD releases, new signed pictures and new clothing.
Amy then changed pages to her blog, where she begins type.
”So this week I go from Emma Danielson – who is a legend and someone who I respect to….Ashlie.
Again the bookers puzzle the crap out of me.
And I wonder why I go from the top of totem pole and then back down again.
I am sorry Ashlie but you are not my level.
You are nothing more than Trent Helm’s arm candy that has an occasional wrestling career, which ends up you losing.
How the **** can you lose when you are partnered with Crystal Hilton? She was the second strongest starlet in the match – obviously Emma being the first. I guess the **** in her life caught up with her and she was too focused on other things.
Anyway away from Crystal ‘who the hell do I love’ Hilton, and back to you.
We have only met a few times and they were in tag team matches and the battle royal, which I had previously mentioned when I faced off against Emma. And those times I pretty much lost all of them although it wasn’t our fault where we got screwed over by EMF.
Anyway, lets not dwell on the past and let’s focus on our match on Collision.
You see I don’t care about how much training you had from Adam Knite, I don’t care how many times you have beaten me in tag team matches and I don’t really care that your boyfriend is Trent Helms.
And speaking of which, good luck fending off that psycho twilight freak, I felt the wrath of Mercedes and its blows, although she did spur me on to win the Starlets title off Trish, but unfortunately you are just screwed.
Anyway, you will probably have loads to say about me, just like that spoilt princess – Kelly Knite.
But guess what - I don’t really care what comes out of Kelly’s mouth or your mouth, because I want to focus on what is going to happen inside the ring Sunday Night.
And I don’t have to tell you what is going to happen, but if you think you are leaving victorious then you are sadly mistaken, because I am going to show everyone that no matter how much training you have had with Adam Knite or using your best moves on your assistant Jeff - it will end in your defeat.
I will exploit your rustiness and send you back to being a desk jockey looking after Josie Everyman, with the only excitement in your life in the form of Trent Helms and his psycho ex.
Good luck Ashlie.
Hitting post for her blog, Amy then shuts down the laptop before slipping on a pair of shoes and then grabbing her keys and purse before leaving the hotel room and hotel for a little bit Christmas shopping and regular shopping.