Post by Cassandra Ryan on Jan 12, 2010 22:59:18 GMT -6
~^~^~It’s easy to be caught up in a loss. Just as easy to get lost in the shuffle of a cluster****. This week I will do neither. I will show the world that I am the best woman in this company. I lost somehow to Julietta Lee, this week I will defeat four other women, four women that cannot hold a candle to the Ryan Legacy that is being written.~^~^~
~^~^~Cassandra is seen in the back, she is clearly waiting for Lance’s arrival backstage after his hard fought loss to Jimmy Zane. Lance comes through the door looking fairly upset with himself, he then looks up, sees Cassandra, and his entire demeanor changes. Lance embraces his wife, and then quietly speaks to her.~^~^~[/i]
Lance: I’m sorry.
Cassandra: Sorry for what? For losing? Never be sorry for losing, the two of you tore the house down out there tonight. You put on a show and even Jimmy said that you proved to him that you could still hang with the best here in the company.
Lance: No, stop. I am sorry for doubting you, for losing my cool and for basically avoiding you for the past week. It was a hard pill to swallow for me, accepting that you wanted into this industry, but one that I am willing to swallow. You put on a hell of a show last night against Julietta, and I now know that this isn’t some ploy or some game that you are playing. You belong in that ring.
Cassandra: Just like you do. I cannot believe that I ever had a hate on for this business. I now understand everything you ever told me about. The rush, the competition…I should have been doing this long ago.
Lance: Yes, judging by what you did out there last night, you should have been. The first family of wrestling is officially in business.
Cassandra: It certainly is, and the head office people seem to now exactly what to do with me. I am being punished for being the wife of one of the most respected and outspoken wrestlers in history. They threw me into a five way first pin to a win match against four other broads.
Lance: Welcome to nCw baby. Where the writers are lazy, the wrestlers are cocky, and nobody is happy if there isn’t a cluster**** on the cards. SO who do you have this week?
Cassandra: Roxi Johnson, Ricky’s better half. Ashley Starr, a technical high flyer. Maria Williams, Joe Everyman’s bitch and Ayla St. James, a soap star wrestler wannabe. So I have Ashley making her official women’s division debut, and I have Roxi, Ayla and Maria, two losers just like me that are looking to avenge the loss.
Lance: Well, for Maria, she just needs to show…
Cassandra: None of your hazing babe. I am taking this all very seriously. I am winless so far.
~^~^~Lance puts his hands up as a mock signal that he will back down.~^~^~[/i]
Lance: I am going to hit the showers, do what you need to do. Then we will celebrate our losses.
~^~^~Lance heads off into the shower area of their locker room and Cassandra has a seat on one of the chairs in the room.~^~^~[/i]
Cassandra: So, I lost my first match, that much everyone knows. But, I feel that on that night, I lost to the better woman. I honestly wish Julietta the best of luck, and I will do what I need to do to challenge for that women’s title in the future. That brings me to this week. It seems that I am learning the ropes really quickly here. My first match was against the woman that consider to be my biggest competition, and this week I need to learn how to coexist in a match that has more breasts than a bucket from Kentucky fried chicken. It’s kind of an interesting week for me, this week I get to take on four of the women that stared in awe at the originality and the different looks that Julietta and I possess. This week I get to take their pretty little faces and bruise them up a bit. I get to grab them by their long locks and rip them out by the roots. nCw has unleashed a lot of fury that has been pent up inside of me, and nCw has set these other women up for a beating of epic proportions.
Where does one start in a match like this? Let’s go old school and do a roster call just like back in the days of elementary school.
Ashley Starr. Present and accounted for?
Ashley Starr, are you ready for your nCw debut? I mean, you came in, you signed a contract, and nobody has heard a word from you since. I was looking over your profile on the nCw web-page, and you intrigue me. You intrigue me because I wonder how a woman like you really hopes to get by in this company. You intrigue me because you confuse me. Do you not realize that you are a disgrace to women everywhere? Do you realize that you are in an actual wrestling division and not on an episode of the bachelor? The best part of your laughable profile was the part that quotes you as loving to tease men, but capable of being a bitch when angry…I hope you bring your angry face…just a head’s up, you are getting into the ring with three women and a true to life bitch. I proved to the world this week that I am very capable of carrying myself in that ring. I proved to the world this week that I am not here to be a pretty face, I am here to rearrange some pretty faces, and this week, I have your bleached blonde bimbo bitch hair in my sights. I am going to tear that hair out by the roots and I am going to do everything I can to unleash your bitchy side, I will draw it out of you, and I will prove to the world that you are nothing more than what I say you are, a bimbo who has no idea what she is getting herself into. Your finisher is apparently called Starr-Struck, well, my best advice to you is that you give whatever man you draw to your bed the night before our match that long kiss goodnight, nobody will want to touch those swollen lips after I bust them open with my fists.
Roxi Johnson. Willing to be as big a name as Ricky….umm…
Roxi, Roxi, Roxi…it has been so long hasn’t it? We honestly thought that we had seen the last of you and Ricky, I should say we hoped. The two of you are two of the most annoying personalities that I have ever seen in this business, and I have been following this business for some time now. I have never before seen two people be the image of mediocrity in such a way like you and Ricky have been. National Champion, X Champion, Tag Champion…in all the time here, this is all that Ricky accomplished. You know what they say Roxi? Behind every successful man is a better woman…well, what does that say about a man that can’t seem to get it up to the next level? See what I did there? Roxi, I don’t know a hell of a lot about you, I do know that you put on a decent showing in your match this week, but the one thing that I do know is that you cannot hold a candle to me in that ring, it is clear which one of us had a better week against a better opponent.
You may not be out there being as much of a prissy bitch as these other broads, but I assure you the same thing, you will try to be too flashy one too many times, and I will take advantage. I will wait to see you flying off those ropes or looking for a high impact move and I will be there one step ahead of you to drive any part of my body hard into your midsection, and when you are stunned I will gouge your pretty little eyes out.
Maria Williams. Is that Maria Everyman? Or Everywoman?
Maria, Maria, Maria…yet another string attachment to someone from my husband’s past. How is motherhood treating you sweetheart? I see that you still have a little too much junk in your trunk…pity…I guess not everyone can look as great as I do. I saw your little puff piece last week babe. I saw how you talked about the extensive in ring action that you have…I saw that you have been in the ring…oh…three times…I guess that isn’t that extensive. I have wrestled once now, and that is one quarter of the times that you have…seems to me that your career hasn’t been all that long and great…sounds like your sex life with Joe.
I don’t really know who you think you are Maria, seems to me that you are walking around here with quite a chip on your shoulder…you think that you are something special? Seems to me that it didn’t help you in your first match back, and it damn sure wont help you in your second. I hope that you take a good long look at the match that I had this week, while my first, it was more impressive than anything that you have ever done. I hope for the sake of your health that you don’t come into this match overlooking me because I have one match under my belt. Oh, and before you mention it, this match has nothing to do with Joe and Lance’s history and everything to do with the fact that I am going to prove to the world that I am the most dominant woman in this company. One loss doesn’t prove a thing, but after this match, your loss count in this company will be two, you can keep track by the number of black eyes that I give you on Friday.
Lastly, Ayla St. James.
Babe, welcome to the big leagues. I saw what you did, or rather didn’t do this week. I saw how unimpressive your debut was, I saw how you fell flat on your pretty little face, and I am wondering, here in week two, are you still thinking that this industry contains the next big rush for you? You really think that this business is the place for you?
I se that you used to be some sort of star, a soap opera actress wasn’t it? That doesn’t take a whole lot of talent, you go a year, maybe two, with the same storyline, do some little scenes and call it a week. I can guarantee that you have never encountered what you will here in nCw. You can’t find the estrogen levels anywhere else that are flowing through this company right now, and I most certainly know that you have never seen anyone quite like me anywhere. Not on your show, not in Hollywood, no sweetheart, I am original. I am unlike anyone that you have ever met before, and I assure you that after you meet with me fist to face, you are going to reconsider crawling back into Hollywood while you still have some semblance of your looks left.
Personally, I look forward to this match this week far more than I did my last match. Part of the reason that I came was for the women’s title, but I will openly admit that the main reason that I laced the boots was to shove them down the throats of princesses like four of you. This Friday I get to do that for the first time. This Friday I get to show women and girls everywhere that you don’t have to dress like a pretty little slut to be successful, I will show them all that originality rules and that the Ryan Dynasty has officially begun. See you in the ring ladies, have medical assistance on call.
~^~^~Cassandra is seen in the back, she is clearly waiting for Lance’s arrival backstage after his hard fought loss to Jimmy Zane. Lance comes through the door looking fairly upset with himself, he then looks up, sees Cassandra, and his entire demeanor changes. Lance embraces his wife, and then quietly speaks to her.~^~^~[/i]
Lance: I’m sorry.
Cassandra: Sorry for what? For losing? Never be sorry for losing, the two of you tore the house down out there tonight. You put on a show and even Jimmy said that you proved to him that you could still hang with the best here in the company.
Lance: No, stop. I am sorry for doubting you, for losing my cool and for basically avoiding you for the past week. It was a hard pill to swallow for me, accepting that you wanted into this industry, but one that I am willing to swallow. You put on a hell of a show last night against Julietta, and I now know that this isn’t some ploy or some game that you are playing. You belong in that ring.
Cassandra: Just like you do. I cannot believe that I ever had a hate on for this business. I now understand everything you ever told me about. The rush, the competition…I should have been doing this long ago.
Lance: Yes, judging by what you did out there last night, you should have been. The first family of wrestling is officially in business.
Cassandra: It certainly is, and the head office people seem to now exactly what to do with me. I am being punished for being the wife of one of the most respected and outspoken wrestlers in history. They threw me into a five way first pin to a win match against four other broads.
Lance: Welcome to nCw baby. Where the writers are lazy, the wrestlers are cocky, and nobody is happy if there isn’t a cluster**** on the cards. SO who do you have this week?
Cassandra: Roxi Johnson, Ricky’s better half. Ashley Starr, a technical high flyer. Maria Williams, Joe Everyman’s bitch and Ayla St. James, a soap star wrestler wannabe. So I have Ashley making her official women’s division debut, and I have Roxi, Ayla and Maria, two losers just like me that are looking to avenge the loss.
Lance: Well, for Maria, she just needs to show…
Cassandra: None of your hazing babe. I am taking this all very seriously. I am winless so far.
~^~^~Lance puts his hands up as a mock signal that he will back down.~^~^~[/i]
Lance: I am going to hit the showers, do what you need to do. Then we will celebrate our losses.
~^~^~Lance heads off into the shower area of their locker room and Cassandra has a seat on one of the chairs in the room.~^~^~[/i]
Cassandra: So, I lost my first match, that much everyone knows. But, I feel that on that night, I lost to the better woman. I honestly wish Julietta the best of luck, and I will do what I need to do to challenge for that women’s title in the future. That brings me to this week. It seems that I am learning the ropes really quickly here. My first match was against the woman that consider to be my biggest competition, and this week I need to learn how to coexist in a match that has more breasts than a bucket from Kentucky fried chicken. It’s kind of an interesting week for me, this week I get to take on four of the women that stared in awe at the originality and the different looks that Julietta and I possess. This week I get to take their pretty little faces and bruise them up a bit. I get to grab them by their long locks and rip them out by the roots. nCw has unleashed a lot of fury that has been pent up inside of me, and nCw has set these other women up for a beating of epic proportions.
Where does one start in a match like this? Let’s go old school and do a roster call just like back in the days of elementary school.
Ashley Starr. Present and accounted for?
Ashley Starr, are you ready for your nCw debut? I mean, you came in, you signed a contract, and nobody has heard a word from you since. I was looking over your profile on the nCw web-page, and you intrigue me. You intrigue me because I wonder how a woman like you really hopes to get by in this company. You intrigue me because you confuse me. Do you not realize that you are a disgrace to women everywhere? Do you realize that you are in an actual wrestling division and not on an episode of the bachelor? The best part of your laughable profile was the part that quotes you as loving to tease men, but capable of being a bitch when angry…I hope you bring your angry face…just a head’s up, you are getting into the ring with three women and a true to life bitch. I proved to the world this week that I am very capable of carrying myself in that ring. I proved to the world this week that I am not here to be a pretty face, I am here to rearrange some pretty faces, and this week, I have your bleached blonde bimbo bitch hair in my sights. I am going to tear that hair out by the roots and I am going to do everything I can to unleash your bitchy side, I will draw it out of you, and I will prove to the world that you are nothing more than what I say you are, a bimbo who has no idea what she is getting herself into. Your finisher is apparently called Starr-Struck, well, my best advice to you is that you give whatever man you draw to your bed the night before our match that long kiss goodnight, nobody will want to touch those swollen lips after I bust them open with my fists.
Roxi Johnson. Willing to be as big a name as Ricky….umm…
Roxi, Roxi, Roxi…it has been so long hasn’t it? We honestly thought that we had seen the last of you and Ricky, I should say we hoped. The two of you are two of the most annoying personalities that I have ever seen in this business, and I have been following this business for some time now. I have never before seen two people be the image of mediocrity in such a way like you and Ricky have been. National Champion, X Champion, Tag Champion…in all the time here, this is all that Ricky accomplished. You know what they say Roxi? Behind every successful man is a better woman…well, what does that say about a man that can’t seem to get it up to the next level? See what I did there? Roxi, I don’t know a hell of a lot about you, I do know that you put on a decent showing in your match this week, but the one thing that I do know is that you cannot hold a candle to me in that ring, it is clear which one of us had a better week against a better opponent.
You may not be out there being as much of a prissy bitch as these other broads, but I assure you the same thing, you will try to be too flashy one too many times, and I will take advantage. I will wait to see you flying off those ropes or looking for a high impact move and I will be there one step ahead of you to drive any part of my body hard into your midsection, and when you are stunned I will gouge your pretty little eyes out.
Maria Williams. Is that Maria Everyman? Or Everywoman?
Maria, Maria, Maria…yet another string attachment to someone from my husband’s past. How is motherhood treating you sweetheart? I see that you still have a little too much junk in your trunk…pity…I guess not everyone can look as great as I do. I saw your little puff piece last week babe. I saw how you talked about the extensive in ring action that you have…I saw that you have been in the ring…oh…three times…I guess that isn’t that extensive. I have wrestled once now, and that is one quarter of the times that you have…seems to me that your career hasn’t been all that long and great…sounds like your sex life with Joe.
I don’t really know who you think you are Maria, seems to me that you are walking around here with quite a chip on your shoulder…you think that you are something special? Seems to me that it didn’t help you in your first match back, and it damn sure wont help you in your second. I hope that you take a good long look at the match that I had this week, while my first, it was more impressive than anything that you have ever done. I hope for the sake of your health that you don’t come into this match overlooking me because I have one match under my belt. Oh, and before you mention it, this match has nothing to do with Joe and Lance’s history and everything to do with the fact that I am going to prove to the world that I am the most dominant woman in this company. One loss doesn’t prove a thing, but after this match, your loss count in this company will be two, you can keep track by the number of black eyes that I give you on Friday.
Lastly, Ayla St. James.
Babe, welcome to the big leagues. I saw what you did, or rather didn’t do this week. I saw how unimpressive your debut was, I saw how you fell flat on your pretty little face, and I am wondering, here in week two, are you still thinking that this industry contains the next big rush for you? You really think that this business is the place for you?
I se that you used to be some sort of star, a soap opera actress wasn’t it? That doesn’t take a whole lot of talent, you go a year, maybe two, with the same storyline, do some little scenes and call it a week. I can guarantee that you have never encountered what you will here in nCw. You can’t find the estrogen levels anywhere else that are flowing through this company right now, and I most certainly know that you have never seen anyone quite like me anywhere. Not on your show, not in Hollywood, no sweetheart, I am original. I am unlike anyone that you have ever met before, and I assure you that after you meet with me fist to face, you are going to reconsider crawling back into Hollywood while you still have some semblance of your looks left.
Personally, I look forward to this match this week far more than I did my last match. Part of the reason that I came was for the women’s title, but I will openly admit that the main reason that I laced the boots was to shove them down the throats of princesses like four of you. This Friday I get to do that for the first time. This Friday I get to show women and girls everywhere that you don’t have to dress like a pretty little slut to be successful, I will show them all that originality rules and that the Ryan Dynasty has officially begun. See you in the ring ladies, have medical assistance on call.