Post by Amy Marshall on May 26, 2012 16:10:28 GMT -6
Sunday, May 20, 2012
Casper, Wyoming; Casper Events Center
”I waited three damn long years to step inside the ring with you, because I never got the chance to do so in **** of ******, I respected you and I admired what you accomplished including your return here.
And tonight – we got what we both wanted, we faced off against each other and the match was great and I beat you fair and square.
Yet, you want to act like a crybaby because I beat you, someone whom you probably thought would be an easy walk over because of my poor win/loss record, you are sadly mistaken.
I stuck out my hand – showing you respect – showing you that our friendship in my eyes was still solid, but you threw it back in my face, you looked at my hand like it had some disease on it.
You want to be a whiny cry bitch about things and ruin our friendship over it then so be it.
Just don’t expect me to accept some stupid sob story apology.”
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Manhattan, NY
Phoenix Wrestling Academy
A couple of days after Amy had defeated Alysson Gardner on Collision, Amy had already left Casper as she prepared to head to the next city for Collision/Trauma. However, Amy hadn’t gotten very far down the road when she received a phone call from Alysson’s brother Christian, asking if she could head to Manhattan to the Phoenix Wrestling Academy.
He didn’t explain why, just merely it was important.
Amy didn’t question why, but she was more intrigued what Christian wanted. Doing a u-turn, Amy headed to the nearest airport, where she managed to get one last seat on a flight to NY leaving her bike in a secured car park and only taking her bags.
Arriving in NY several hours later, Amy headed straight to the academy having previous been there when she went to see Stephanie Sanderson regarding teaming up, so she knew there she was going.
Pushing the door open, Amy was greeted by the site of 4 wrestling rings, many pictures and many other things. Taking a few steps forward, Amy looked around trying to spot Christian Gardner without having to ask but has to ask someone anyway, who directs her to far end of the Academy, where we see Christian standing inside a wrestling ring with a red head.
Heading towards the wrestling ring, Amy placed her bags in Christian’s office before carrying on towards the ring.
“Hey Christian what was so important to drag me here?” Amy asks as she climbs onto the ring apron. But as she does, the red head turns around to reveal themselves to be Alysson Gardner. "What she doing here?"
"She is my sister," he answered calmly. "And this academy is hers too." Aly, differently from the one in the shows, was rather calm and un-phased with Amy's presence there. On the contrary, she seemed rather receptive.
Amy shook her head “I thought this would be important. I guess it isn’t and it was a waste of a flight across country.” Amy said as she jumped off the ring apron and prepared herself to walk away.
"I'm sorry," the redhead's voice echoed from the ring, as the Punk Princess walked away. "I needed to talk to you face to face before you did something bad. I don't mean to waste our friendship because of medicines."
Stopping in her tracks, Amy turned “I do something bad.” Amy said with some disbelief in her voice. “I tried to be nice in that ring after our match and you shrug it off as nothing. Medicines aren’t really the factor here.” Amy said as she crossed her arms looking at Alysson inside the ring.
"Believe me... It has everything to do with medicines," said Alysson, with some supernatural calmness in her voice. "I wasn't being myself there. I had a terrible headache, not to mention I... wasn't on my right mind to take decisions and be the Alysson I usually am."
Amy looked into Alysson’s eyes as if she was looking for a hint of lie or even something else, but all she saw was a calm and truth. Amy stance melted and as much as she tried to be pig headed and stubborn it just failed “I may have contradicted myself.” Amy said as she thought back at the promo she cut just after the match between herself and Alysson. “Dammit, how are you feeling now?” Amy rolled her eyes, more at herself for breaking so easy as she headed back towards the ring.
"Honestly? A bit dizzy, but all good. See, it's a long story," she said, "but I'll still try to resume it. You know I've been taking psychiatrically help ever since I was dropped on my head last year, eh? They had me take some depressant meds and s***. Well, those meds have been cutting my reflex and will to fight, so I decided to stop taking them. Well... Bad with them, worse without. Now I'm used to blurry vision, even slower reflex and impaired decision making."
“Wow, erm…a I’m good would of sufficed plus I wouldn’t give away that type of information.” Amy said shrugging, although that information could become handy in the future. Climbing onto the ring apron once more, this time she got into the ring and stood opposite Christian and Alysson. “So while I’m here, do you want to train since we are partnered together this week? My flight back to Wyoming isn’t till this evening.” Amy suggested.
Alysson smiled. "That's why I called you here in the first place".
Amy smirks “Good plan. My stuff is in my bad in Chris’ office. Let me change and we can get started.” Amy smiles and gives Alysson a quick hug before jumping out of the ring, where she grabs her bag before heading to the locker room’s to change.
The scene fades out with Chris climbing out the wrestling ring to return back to his regular duties as Alysson stay inside the ring and begins to warm up as she prepares for her training session with Amy.
Well well, look who I am facing this week in this tag team match…
Ashlie Stevens or is it Ashlie Ember?
Which are you?
I guess people like to retcon these things in wrestling, such as Burning Man.
I know most people would like to forget about Josie Everyman and that dumb tag team but my point in this is that Burning Man was Ashlie Ember and that dumb blond idiot Josie Everyman not Ashlie Stevens.
And if you want to refute these claims then so be it, but the NCW history books don’t lie.
Anyway moving on because no gives a **** about a defunct tag team, who best tag team move was making sure Josie doesn’t get pinned when she trips over her own feet.
So Ashlie Stevens - former starlets champion.
That sounds just so wrong on many levels. You should never have become Starlets champion but ****ing Z[Censored] had to get involved because of stupid ego trip.
You know, when I was champion – and I know I wasn’t the best but at least I wrestled every week and didn’t sit around humping Trent or calling matches. I proved myself every damn week and pushed hard, yet somehow you and Mercedes get a free shot at Kelly for the Starlets title.
This is why Alysson has been taking aim at the Starlets and I’ve been sounding off and making example of those who tread on my toes. I’m so glad that were a transitional champion, keeping that belt shiny and warm until someone more worthy came along.
And Alysson just did that.
And if I manage to pick up the win for the team by pinning you or Kelly, then this will prove that I have come back to the top of the pile, jolting your ditzy blond ass back to the bottom, where you can plan your crappy little wedding to Trent.
So good luck Ashlie Ember because you are going to need it.”
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Somewhere in the USA.
Local gym.
A couple of days after spending sometime with Alysson in Manhattan as they prepared as much as possible for their tag team match against Kelly and Ashlie, Amy returned back to Wyoming to collect her bike before continuing her journey to the next city for Collision and Trauma.
The scene opens with Amy wearing a pair of shorts and a customised black t-shirt with the NCW logo on the front, carrying a gym bag as she headed to the local gym for a quick workout.
As she entered the gym, the place was quite, which was perhaps a good thing, as she didn’t want to deal with autograph hunters or people staring and hoping they have a chance.
There were only a few users of the gym, which did bother Amy, and she continued into the gym, where she paid a quick fee and before placing her stuff inside a locker.
However, as she turned to get going, she bumps into the behemoth that is Lex Sense. It had been a good few weeks since Amy and Lex had slept together and both had a few things going in their minds as A Night To Remember drew close, but now with Lex standing in front of her, she felt confused with where she stood with him.
“Uh…Hi Lex”
Amy said a little hesitantly.
“Hey Amy, how are you?”
Lex said as he grabbed a towel and patted off sweat from his large chest as Amy looked at him for a moment wondering if he had forgotten about their one nightstand.
“I’m…ok.”
Amy said.
“Go…”
Before Lex could finish what he was about to say, Amy interrupted him.
“Actually, I’m not ok. I am a little confused on where I…we stand, since you have been hanging around with Megan Kane. I mean are we friends or some…thing…else?”
Amy asked unsure of their ‘relationship’ status.
{TBC BY LEX SENSE IN HIS RP…}
”And onto Kelly Knite, the biggest threat in this match.
The big boss of NCW, I must say congratulations on your win against that brat, god knows what NCW would be like now if she was in charge.
And thank you for my match last week against Alysson.
Now moving on, because I am not here to give you love or respect because you frankly don’t deserve it.
The one thing I am not going to do, is accuse you of being one these sycophant bitches because you are here just running daddies company. Instead you enable these stupid dumb ****s by hiring them and giving them to me, knowing damn well they are going to beat me.
Do you get a kick out of it?
But that is not the only gripe I have with you, my other is lack of starlet title challenges. I never got to face you and I never got to face Ashlie…clearly you either held me back or you were afraid that I might beat you or Ashlie.
Whatever the case, come Collision Alysson and I will be standing victorious cementing the fact that I should be world champion or least challenging since I have been pretty faithful to this company.
Oh and Kelly, call me a sore loser, call me a whiny brat – I don’t care. I just what is mine and what is mine is getting the starlets title back and ensure that none of these sycophant little bitches step on my toes.”
Casper, Wyoming; Casper Events Center
”I waited three damn long years to step inside the ring with you, because I never got the chance to do so in **** of ******, I respected you and I admired what you accomplished including your return here.
And tonight – we got what we both wanted, we faced off against each other and the match was great and I beat you fair and square.
Yet, you want to act like a crybaby because I beat you, someone whom you probably thought would be an easy walk over because of my poor win/loss record, you are sadly mistaken.
I stuck out my hand – showing you respect – showing you that our friendship in my eyes was still solid, but you threw it back in my face, you looked at my hand like it had some disease on it.
You want to be a whiny cry bitch about things and ruin our friendship over it then so be it.
Just don’t expect me to accept some stupid sob story apology.”
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Manhattan, NY
Phoenix Wrestling Academy
A couple of days after Amy had defeated Alysson Gardner on Collision, Amy had already left Casper as she prepared to head to the next city for Collision/Trauma. However, Amy hadn’t gotten very far down the road when she received a phone call from Alysson’s brother Christian, asking if she could head to Manhattan to the Phoenix Wrestling Academy.
He didn’t explain why, just merely it was important.
Amy didn’t question why, but she was more intrigued what Christian wanted. Doing a u-turn, Amy headed to the nearest airport, where she managed to get one last seat on a flight to NY leaving her bike in a secured car park and only taking her bags.
Arriving in NY several hours later, Amy headed straight to the academy having previous been there when she went to see Stephanie Sanderson regarding teaming up, so she knew there she was going.
Pushing the door open, Amy was greeted by the site of 4 wrestling rings, many pictures and many other things. Taking a few steps forward, Amy looked around trying to spot Christian Gardner without having to ask but has to ask someone anyway, who directs her to far end of the Academy, where we see Christian standing inside a wrestling ring with a red head.
Heading towards the wrestling ring, Amy placed her bags in Christian’s office before carrying on towards the ring.
“Hey Christian what was so important to drag me here?” Amy asks as she climbs onto the ring apron. But as she does, the red head turns around to reveal themselves to be Alysson Gardner. "What she doing here?"
"She is my sister," he answered calmly. "And this academy is hers too." Aly, differently from the one in the shows, was rather calm and un-phased with Amy's presence there. On the contrary, she seemed rather receptive.
Amy shook her head “I thought this would be important. I guess it isn’t and it was a waste of a flight across country.” Amy said as she jumped off the ring apron and prepared herself to walk away.
"I'm sorry," the redhead's voice echoed from the ring, as the Punk Princess walked away. "I needed to talk to you face to face before you did something bad. I don't mean to waste our friendship because of medicines."
Stopping in her tracks, Amy turned “I do something bad.” Amy said with some disbelief in her voice. “I tried to be nice in that ring after our match and you shrug it off as nothing. Medicines aren’t really the factor here.” Amy said as she crossed her arms looking at Alysson inside the ring.
"Believe me... It has everything to do with medicines," said Alysson, with some supernatural calmness in her voice. "I wasn't being myself there. I had a terrible headache, not to mention I... wasn't on my right mind to take decisions and be the Alysson I usually am."
Amy looked into Alysson’s eyes as if she was looking for a hint of lie or even something else, but all she saw was a calm and truth. Amy stance melted and as much as she tried to be pig headed and stubborn it just failed “I may have contradicted myself.” Amy said as she thought back at the promo she cut just after the match between herself and Alysson. “Dammit, how are you feeling now?” Amy rolled her eyes, more at herself for breaking so easy as she headed back towards the ring.
"Honestly? A bit dizzy, but all good. See, it's a long story," she said, "but I'll still try to resume it. You know I've been taking psychiatrically help ever since I was dropped on my head last year, eh? They had me take some depressant meds and s***. Well, those meds have been cutting my reflex and will to fight, so I decided to stop taking them. Well... Bad with them, worse without. Now I'm used to blurry vision, even slower reflex and impaired decision making."
“Wow, erm…a I’m good would of sufficed plus I wouldn’t give away that type of information.” Amy said shrugging, although that information could become handy in the future. Climbing onto the ring apron once more, this time she got into the ring and stood opposite Christian and Alysson. “So while I’m here, do you want to train since we are partnered together this week? My flight back to Wyoming isn’t till this evening.” Amy suggested.
Alysson smiled. "That's why I called you here in the first place".
Amy smirks “Good plan. My stuff is in my bad in Chris’ office. Let me change and we can get started.” Amy smiles and gives Alysson a quick hug before jumping out of the ring, where she grabs her bag before heading to the locker room’s to change.
The scene fades out with Chris climbing out the wrestling ring to return back to his regular duties as Alysson stay inside the ring and begins to warm up as she prepares for her training session with Amy.
Well well, look who I am facing this week in this tag team match…
Ashlie Stevens or is it Ashlie Ember?
Which are you?
I guess people like to retcon these things in wrestling, such as Burning Man.
I know most people would like to forget about Josie Everyman and that dumb tag team but my point in this is that Burning Man was Ashlie Ember and that dumb blond idiot Josie Everyman not Ashlie Stevens.
And if you want to refute these claims then so be it, but the NCW history books don’t lie.
Anyway moving on because no gives a **** about a defunct tag team, who best tag team move was making sure Josie doesn’t get pinned when she trips over her own feet.
So Ashlie Stevens - former starlets champion.
That sounds just so wrong on many levels. You should never have become Starlets champion but ****ing Z[Censored] had to get involved because of stupid ego trip.
You know, when I was champion – and I know I wasn’t the best but at least I wrestled every week and didn’t sit around humping Trent or calling matches. I proved myself every damn week and pushed hard, yet somehow you and Mercedes get a free shot at Kelly for the Starlets title.
This is why Alysson has been taking aim at the Starlets and I’ve been sounding off and making example of those who tread on my toes. I’m so glad that were a transitional champion, keeping that belt shiny and warm until someone more worthy came along.
And Alysson just did that.
And if I manage to pick up the win for the team by pinning you or Kelly, then this will prove that I have come back to the top of the pile, jolting your ditzy blond ass back to the bottom, where you can plan your crappy little wedding to Trent.
So good luck Ashlie Ember because you are going to need it.”
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Somewhere in the USA.
Local gym.
A couple of days after spending sometime with Alysson in Manhattan as they prepared as much as possible for their tag team match against Kelly and Ashlie, Amy returned back to Wyoming to collect her bike before continuing her journey to the next city for Collision and Trauma.
The scene opens with Amy wearing a pair of shorts and a customised black t-shirt with the NCW logo on the front, carrying a gym bag as she headed to the local gym for a quick workout.
As she entered the gym, the place was quite, which was perhaps a good thing, as she didn’t want to deal with autograph hunters or people staring and hoping they have a chance.
There were only a few users of the gym, which did bother Amy, and she continued into the gym, where she paid a quick fee and before placing her stuff inside a locker.
However, as she turned to get going, she bumps into the behemoth that is Lex Sense. It had been a good few weeks since Amy and Lex had slept together and both had a few things going in their minds as A Night To Remember drew close, but now with Lex standing in front of her, she felt confused with where she stood with him.
“Uh…Hi Lex”
Amy said a little hesitantly.
“Hey Amy, how are you?”
Lex said as he grabbed a towel and patted off sweat from his large chest as Amy looked at him for a moment wondering if he had forgotten about their one nightstand.
“I’m…ok.”
Amy said.
“Go…”
Before Lex could finish what he was about to say, Amy interrupted him.
“Actually, I’m not ok. I am a little confused on where I…we stand, since you have been hanging around with Megan Kane. I mean are we friends or some…thing…else?”
Amy asked unsure of their ‘relationship’ status.
{TBC BY LEX SENSE IN HIS RP…}
”And onto Kelly Knite, the biggest threat in this match.
The big boss of NCW, I must say congratulations on your win against that brat, god knows what NCW would be like now if she was in charge.
And thank you for my match last week against Alysson.
Now moving on, because I am not here to give you love or respect because you frankly don’t deserve it.
The one thing I am not going to do, is accuse you of being one these sycophant bitches because you are here just running daddies company. Instead you enable these stupid dumb ****s by hiring them and giving them to me, knowing damn well they are going to beat me.
Do you get a kick out of it?
But that is not the only gripe I have with you, my other is lack of starlet title challenges. I never got to face you and I never got to face Ashlie…clearly you either held me back or you were afraid that I might beat you or Ashlie.
Whatever the case, come Collision Alysson and I will be standing victorious cementing the fact that I should be world champion or least challenging since I have been pretty faithful to this company.
Oh and Kelly, call me a sore loser, call me a whiny brat – I don’t care. I just what is mine and what is mine is getting the starlets title back and ensure that none of these sycophant little bitches step on my toes.”