Post by Hexxy on Aug 9, 2010 23:48:42 GMT -6
::-The Dead Girls?-::
::-I would say “**** you” and move on with my life-::
::-Never giving you a second thought-::
::-But I hear necrophilia isn't an acceptable social practice.-::
::-Man.... when I look at you three all I see is three perfectly alive females-::
::-You should change your group name to something that more aptly applies-::
::-Like “The Retarded Twats”-::
::-Or maybe “General Mill's Cereal Monsters”-::
::-Maria = Count Chocula-::
::-Malice = Frankeberry-::
::-Cleopatra = Yummy Mummy-::
::-My IQ has gone done the more I think about this group of opponents-::
::-None of you are special, none of you matter-::
::-Why don't you take a stroll into hot topic-::
::-and leave the wrestling ring-::
::-Because none of you belong here.-::
::-You three sure like to act tough and intimidating... why because you're all themed after famous characters? That's so awesome, I mean... how anybody thought of acting like Cleopatra the queen of the nile is beyond me... I mean nobody has ever done that whole Egyptian motif right? Then a vampire!? Oh my gawd!? That's so amazingly original! I've never seen a single professional wrestler portray a vampire before! OH my god, oh my god, oh my god... and that whole twilight craze that is going on right now?! How in the world did you think of cashing in on that!? That's so brilliant! Jeezus, why don't you three go lez out somewhere and stop ruining the fan's televisions screens with your stupidity.-::
::-It's all so pathetic because you actually think people care, you actually think people are afraid of you. Really? Come on, seriously think about this for a second. A lot of use here have grown up in large cities, hell re routinely do shows in places that are scarier at noon than you three could ever wish to be. We've done shows in Philadelphia for god's sake... think about it. What you three bring to the table isn't fear, it isn't intimidating it's more like a you're all a bunch of court jesters dancing around for our amusement, yet you're not funny nor are you entertaining, that's for damn sure. It's like Sephiroth went out one night, picked up three of the most boring Stephanie Meryers fans he could find at Hot Topic and recruited them to prance around acting tough while not accomplishing a damn thing.-::
::-I mean look at you... your soul purpose was joining together to destroy Zelda and she whipped your asses as bad that you were crying in the middle of the ring for your “Daddy.” Then only problem was, Sephiroth was laying there unable to help because he just got his ass handed to him by Zelda's big brother. You three really think you're going to get close enough to her to do anything with him around? Not only are you retarded trend followers, you're stupid. Just a quick word of advice.. if you're going to attack Zelda. Do it from behind, when Adam is nowhere near, otherwise if she doesn't stomp the **** out of you, he will. Just consider it a free lesson, one girl to... thre... sorta girls.-::
{Opening up we see Ashlie in her dressing room, where she has her desk set up as usual to conduct business as she sees fit. Anyway, she sits on the desk with her head in the palm of her hands sighing. Joe Everyman walks through the door swinging it open surprising her. She looks up at him and smiles sheepishly.}
JOE: What happened out there Ashlie? Not like you to do something like that.
ASHLIE: I don't know Joe.. I just lost my cool. She was so annoying and it was my first match on the big show and I guess I just cracked for a second. I'm so ashamed of myself right now.
JOE: Don't worry about it, I'm sure you'll get your chance again.
ASHLIE: I hope so... I want to strangle that Egyptian bitch so bad....
{Joe smiles and walks over to her, he's got a slight limp and it doesn't go unnoticed by Ashlie. She looks down at his leg and seems concerned. She shakes her head and Joe rolls his eyes, they've apparently had this talk before.}
ASHLIE: How's the knee?
JOE: It's fine...
ASHLIE: It looks swollen, let me look at it.
JOE: Ash, I'm fine.
ASHLIE: Just sit down on the damn table and let me look!
JOE: Yes ma'am... wait.. when did I turn into Jeff!?
ASHLIE: Oh sorry... I gave him the night off...
{Joe raises an eyebrow and Ashlie just points at the table. He shakes his head and she taps her foot as she continue to points. Joe sighs before sitting on the desk. Ashlie gras Joe's knee and squeezes, he shoots up a bit in surprise. Ashlie shakes her head.}
ASHLIE: I'm going to go get an ice pack... you stay right here.
JOE: Whatever.
{Ashlie leaves for a minute, but she isn't gone long before she's back with big thing of ice. She forces Joe to put his leg across the desk and she puts the Ice pack on his knee. Joe looks down at her and he can't help but stare as she brushes some hair to behind her ear. He looks at her neck and then down to her chest. She puts her left hand on Joe's upper leg for support as she presses the packing to his knee. Everyman smiles as Ashlie looks at the swollen knee and slowly without realizing what she's doing, rubbing his leg softly.}
ASHLIE: I think I'm going to tell them you can't show up next week on the show.
JOE: Why?
ASHLIE: Because we can't risk you injuring this knee. It was bothering you after the match with Spike and it's gotten worse. Take a week off and get it all rested up and better.... we can't have you getting injured you know.
JOE: Ok, if you think it's best.. sucks missing a pay per view.
{Ashlie turns and notices Joe staring at her, when he sees her he quickly turns away and looks like he's staring at a wall. Ashlie blushes a little as she lets go of Joe's leg and turns around and looks away.}
JOE: I guess I can go home and see Maria, relax some, should be nice.
ASHLIE: Yeah... go home to Maria.
JOE: Why did you say it like that?
ASHLIE: NOTHING. Just go home and rest, I'll be in San Antonio wrestling.
JOE: Good luck... I'll watch you from home....
ASHLIE: Whatever! Just... go already if you're leaving!
JOE: Ashlie.. what's wrong?....
ASHLIE: Just forget it Joe... I'm sorry... just a bad night...
{Ashlie begins to walk away towards the shower room shaking her head, for what reason we don't know.. but it's obvious she's upset.}
JOE: Well... I...
{Ashlie turns around.}
ASHLIE: Yeah?
JOE: I don't have to catch a flight back home.
{Ashlie walks closer to Joe, she has a serious look on her face, half sad... half hopeful.}
ASHLIE: Oh?
JOE: Yeah, I don't even have to let her know that my knee is bothering me and i'm being left off the card.
{Ashlie gets closer as she's on the floor and Joe is still sitting on the desk, he puts her right arm on his thigh again she stares up into his eyes and has the same straight look on her face. She talks softly, sweetly.}
ASHLIE: Why would you do something like that?
{Joe closes his eyes.}
JOE: To be with you.
{Ashlie closes her eyes, she rests her forehead on Joe's side she takes a deep breath and lets smile crawl across her face and.... Fade out}
::-I can't stand any of you-::
::-Always running around like you're special or something-::
::-Acting like you're owed the world-::
::-Why?-::
::-None of you mean anything to me, or to anybody else on this roster. The only person who somewhat cares about you is Edward over there and you think you're more than his minions to him? Please. Look at you three “The Dead Girls” on the noble plight to rid NCW of it's biggest draw... yeah, that'll really help NCW, killing the cash cow. I swear, you don't think think about what you're saying, you just do it. If you did succeed in running Zelda out of this company, you'd be hated, ridiculed, and despised. You wouldn't be hailed as heroes. However, we won't have to worry about that, because you're not even going to get past Me, Ayla and Emma.-::
::-I've heard you say you view all of us as snacks-::
::-Like we're not even humans, we're just meat for your enjoyment-::
::-Yeah, well guess what-::
::-Nobody gives a **** about you.-::
::-Any of you-::
::-NCW will be better without you-::
::-Without your stupidity-::
::-Without your copying of modern trends-::
::-Without your lame attempts at trying to intimidate others.-::
::-NCW will be better when you're no more.-::
::-That's why I'm going to burn your world down-::
::-That's why there will be nothing left but ashes-::
::-And they'll blow away on the wind-::
::-You'll never be heard from again-::
::-The sad part is.....-::
::-Nobody would care-::
::-Because you're already meaningless.-::
::-I would say “**** you” and move on with my life-::
::-Never giving you a second thought-::
::-But I hear necrophilia isn't an acceptable social practice.-::
::-Man.... when I look at you three all I see is three perfectly alive females-::
::-You should change your group name to something that more aptly applies-::
::-Like “The Retarded Twats”-::
::-Or maybe “General Mill's Cereal Monsters”-::
::-Maria = Count Chocula-::
::-Malice = Frankeberry-::
::-Cleopatra = Yummy Mummy-::
::-My IQ has gone done the more I think about this group of opponents-::
::-None of you are special, none of you matter-::
::-Why don't you take a stroll into hot topic-::
::-and leave the wrestling ring-::
::-Because none of you belong here.-::
::-You three sure like to act tough and intimidating... why because you're all themed after famous characters? That's so awesome, I mean... how anybody thought of acting like Cleopatra the queen of the nile is beyond me... I mean nobody has ever done that whole Egyptian motif right? Then a vampire!? Oh my gawd!? That's so amazingly original! I've never seen a single professional wrestler portray a vampire before! OH my god, oh my god, oh my god... and that whole twilight craze that is going on right now?! How in the world did you think of cashing in on that!? That's so brilliant! Jeezus, why don't you three go lez out somewhere and stop ruining the fan's televisions screens with your stupidity.-::
::-It's all so pathetic because you actually think people care, you actually think people are afraid of you. Really? Come on, seriously think about this for a second. A lot of use here have grown up in large cities, hell re routinely do shows in places that are scarier at noon than you three could ever wish to be. We've done shows in Philadelphia for god's sake... think about it. What you three bring to the table isn't fear, it isn't intimidating it's more like a you're all a bunch of court jesters dancing around for our amusement, yet you're not funny nor are you entertaining, that's for damn sure. It's like Sephiroth went out one night, picked up three of the most boring Stephanie Meryers fans he could find at Hot Topic and recruited them to prance around acting tough while not accomplishing a damn thing.-::
::-I mean look at you... your soul purpose was joining together to destroy Zelda and she whipped your asses as bad that you were crying in the middle of the ring for your “Daddy.” Then only problem was, Sephiroth was laying there unable to help because he just got his ass handed to him by Zelda's big brother. You three really think you're going to get close enough to her to do anything with him around? Not only are you retarded trend followers, you're stupid. Just a quick word of advice.. if you're going to attack Zelda. Do it from behind, when Adam is nowhere near, otherwise if she doesn't stomp the **** out of you, he will. Just consider it a free lesson, one girl to... thre... sorta girls.-::
{Opening up we see Ashlie in her dressing room, where she has her desk set up as usual to conduct business as she sees fit. Anyway, she sits on the desk with her head in the palm of her hands sighing. Joe Everyman walks through the door swinging it open surprising her. She looks up at him and smiles sheepishly.}
JOE: What happened out there Ashlie? Not like you to do something like that.
ASHLIE: I don't know Joe.. I just lost my cool. She was so annoying and it was my first match on the big show and I guess I just cracked for a second. I'm so ashamed of myself right now.
JOE: Don't worry about it, I'm sure you'll get your chance again.
ASHLIE: I hope so... I want to strangle that Egyptian bitch so bad....
{Joe smiles and walks over to her, he's got a slight limp and it doesn't go unnoticed by Ashlie. She looks down at his leg and seems concerned. She shakes her head and Joe rolls his eyes, they've apparently had this talk before.}
ASHLIE: How's the knee?
JOE: It's fine...
ASHLIE: It looks swollen, let me look at it.
JOE: Ash, I'm fine.
ASHLIE: Just sit down on the damn table and let me look!
JOE: Yes ma'am... wait.. when did I turn into Jeff!?
ASHLIE: Oh sorry... I gave him the night off...
{Joe raises an eyebrow and Ashlie just points at the table. He shakes his head and she taps her foot as she continue to points. Joe sighs before sitting on the desk. Ashlie gras Joe's knee and squeezes, he shoots up a bit in surprise. Ashlie shakes her head.}
ASHLIE: I'm going to go get an ice pack... you stay right here.
JOE: Whatever.
{Ashlie leaves for a minute, but she isn't gone long before she's back with big thing of ice. She forces Joe to put his leg across the desk and she puts the Ice pack on his knee. Joe looks down at her and he can't help but stare as she brushes some hair to behind her ear. He looks at her neck and then down to her chest. She puts her left hand on Joe's upper leg for support as she presses the packing to his knee. Everyman smiles as Ashlie looks at the swollen knee and slowly without realizing what she's doing, rubbing his leg softly.}
ASHLIE: I think I'm going to tell them you can't show up next week on the show.
JOE: Why?
ASHLIE: Because we can't risk you injuring this knee. It was bothering you after the match with Spike and it's gotten worse. Take a week off and get it all rested up and better.... we can't have you getting injured you know.
JOE: Ok, if you think it's best.. sucks missing a pay per view.
{Ashlie turns and notices Joe staring at her, when he sees her he quickly turns away and looks like he's staring at a wall. Ashlie blushes a little as she lets go of Joe's leg and turns around and looks away.}
JOE: I guess I can go home and see Maria, relax some, should be nice.
ASHLIE: Yeah... go home to Maria.
JOE: Why did you say it like that?
ASHLIE: NOTHING. Just go home and rest, I'll be in San Antonio wrestling.
JOE: Good luck... I'll watch you from home....
ASHLIE: Whatever! Just... go already if you're leaving!
JOE: Ashlie.. what's wrong?....
ASHLIE: Just forget it Joe... I'm sorry... just a bad night...
{Ashlie begins to walk away towards the shower room shaking her head, for what reason we don't know.. but it's obvious she's upset.}
JOE: Well... I...
{Ashlie turns around.}
ASHLIE: Yeah?
JOE: I don't have to catch a flight back home.
{Ashlie walks closer to Joe, she has a serious look on her face, half sad... half hopeful.}
ASHLIE: Oh?
JOE: Yeah, I don't even have to let her know that my knee is bothering me and i'm being left off the card.
{Ashlie gets closer as she's on the floor and Joe is still sitting on the desk, he puts her right arm on his thigh again she stares up into his eyes and has the same straight look on her face. She talks softly, sweetly.}
ASHLIE: Why would you do something like that?
{Joe closes his eyes.}
JOE: To be with you.
{Ashlie closes her eyes, she rests her forehead on Joe's side she takes a deep breath and lets smile crawl across her face and.... Fade out}
::-I can't stand any of you-::
::-Always running around like you're special or something-::
::-Acting like you're owed the world-::
::-Why?-::
::-None of you mean anything to me, or to anybody else on this roster. The only person who somewhat cares about you is Edward over there and you think you're more than his minions to him? Please. Look at you three “The Dead Girls” on the noble plight to rid NCW of it's biggest draw... yeah, that'll really help NCW, killing the cash cow. I swear, you don't think think about what you're saying, you just do it. If you did succeed in running Zelda out of this company, you'd be hated, ridiculed, and despised. You wouldn't be hailed as heroes. However, we won't have to worry about that, because you're not even going to get past Me, Ayla and Emma.-::
::-I've heard you say you view all of us as snacks-::
::-Like we're not even humans, we're just meat for your enjoyment-::
::-Yeah, well guess what-::
::-Nobody gives a **** about you.-::
::-Any of you-::
::-NCW will be better without you-::
::-Without your stupidity-::
::-Without your copying of modern trends-::
::-Without your lame attempts at trying to intimidate others.-::
::-NCW will be better when you're no more.-::
::-That's why I'm going to burn your world down-::
::-That's why there will be nothing left but ashes-::
::-And they'll blow away on the wind-::
::-You'll never be heard from again-::
::-The sad part is.....-::
::-Nobody would care-::
::-Because you're already meaningless.-::