Post by Steph Sanderson on Oct 30, 2011 1:57:07 GMT -6
Ok...
I don’t know what to say Rayne…
Maybe I should just give up and fold this hand. Screw the river and the flop. What’s the point of going nil if I am sitting on the Ace of Spades. You already exposed to the world the big “Ace” that was up my sleeve. You told the whole world that I would simply wait for you to make the first strike just so I could counter everything that you may have to say. The fact is you are quite full of yourself and you don’t really need to be. You aren’t as good as you think you are, hell you are mediocre at best.
I just love how you think you are saving this company from all the Starlets which you believe is wasted potential. Wasted potential? Bitch I was kicking ass when you weren’t here. I didn’t even know what a Rayne or bitch with attitude was because by the time I got here you were nowhere to be found.
The only thing that this division had going for it was Zelda Knite.
So tell me Rayne where were you?
Where were you?
Have anything to say? Of course not because while I was purposely “waiting” according to you, you just had to blow your load “early”
So how am I wasted potential Rayne? Is it because I told the world that I proudly love to shake my ass and dance for the crowd?
Is it because I formed a team with Amy Marshall named SEX?
Why did you target me? It’s all because you didn’t like what you saw. I will admit a few weeks ago I didn’t give a ****. My whole purpose of being in this company was to get a piece of Zelda Knite, and although it may not have happened here I eventually got what I wanted. My mission was accomplished of stepping in the ring with the best of the best. I know I came up short, took a hell of a bruise on the way getting a Contra Code off a ladder. I did my part but slowly my career started to go downhill. It’s not because I didn’t care anymore but I got married, and my family life became my number one priority. I had to put wrestling second, and because of such I was on the losing side of things.
I just didn’t give a **** but something awoke inside of me…
It wasn’t you Rayne because if it was you I would have tried my best in our one on one encounter three weeks ago but it was my own tag team partner Amy Marshall. I wasn’t going to stand for Amy telling me that I am worthless, I wasn’t going to take her lip that I need to get focused. I am fully aware of what I am doing, and that’s when I knew I had to awake that competitive fighting sprit within me. It had nothing to do with the threat of Bitches With Attitude but it was because I wanted to tell Amy to go **** herself. That’s when I emerged as the wrestler that I knew I could be and I beat your ass in the ring one… two…three…
First it was you then the following week I beat Mercedes Vargas in the ring… I been on a roll and even you can’t say anything about it. However that was only but the start Rayne. If anything I think there is hidden potential within me not wasted, and I know you won’t think it’s wasted when I am beating your ass across the ring. It can Rayne all day yet that won’t put out the fire of a Phoenix. My spirit is burning and it’s at the point where it’s going to ignite…
Flame on Bitch… this Firebird will rise and she will do so against you… just wait for it…. Because I won’t disappoint even though you aren’t worth the time because you truly do suck… yes I said you suck… hate me for it? Good…
Live it…
Learn it…
Love it Bitch…
Our scene opens up and this time we are taken to a bar in Atlanta Georgia, Stephanie is sitting down at the stool and she stares at her watch just shaking her head in disgust as she is waiting for someone to arrive. She turns her attention over to the bar tender, and begins to speak to him.
“Give me an Apple Martini, and hurry it up…”
Stephanie just sits there waiting, and as she does so a figure takes a seat beside her. That figure is none other than Amy Marshall. The bar tender brings the drink over and Stephanie smirks as she speaks to the tender some more.
“Hey can you bring another out for my friend. Here take this and keep the change.”
With that being said Stephanie slides a twenty dollar bill to the bar tender, and he nods his head taking the money. He returns with the drink giving it to Amy. The two members of PoP just stare at one another, and Stephanie takes a sip of her drink as she begins to speak to Amy.
“So I just want to say thank you for meeting me here Amy. I think you know as well as I know that we both have a major match ahead of us at Road to the Gold and we are going to want to be on our A game if we are to have somewhat of a chance at beating the likes of Rayne and Ayla. I know that these last couple of weeks you and I haven’t exactly have seen eye to eye…”
Amy however just shakes her head as she takes a long sip of her drink. She keeps her eyes focused on Stephanie shaking her head at her.
“I don’t have a problem… You are the one with the issue walking around like you are God’s gift on Earth like your **** doesn’t stink. Instead of giving me this speech about being a team why don’t you tell yourself that.”
Stephanie laughs as she just shakes her head at her sighing. She takes one big gulp of her drink and slams the glass on the bar. She stares right back into Amy’s eyes as she replies back to her.
“Trust me Amy I know exactly what I am doing. It’s called using reverse psychology. Remember how you constantly told me that I didn’t give a **** about PoP? That you were the one who basically did everything for the team and I was there to go along for a ride that you prepared for me? In that week you and I were able to work together as a unit. It was probably the best match that we have ever wrestled together. The two of us were so wrapped up in silencing the other that we were able to go to the ring and handle our business. Whether we were at each other’s throats or not we both knew what we had to do to win…This week is no different Amy, we need to bring that spirit of competition if we are to have somewhat of a chance against BWA.”
Amy however isn’t going for it as she keeps her eyes locked on Stephanie.
“Well maybe if we start working as a team we might just be able to win, but no you are the one who wants to do things the Stephanie way, and leave me out to dry…”
Stephanie nods her head in agreement as she quickly fires back a response.
“That’s exactly my point Amy. I am doing things my way because that’s what works best for me. Granted you may hate my methods but you can agree that they produce results. A month or two ago you were the one carrying this team and I was the one who didn’t give a **** about anything. I just didn’t care, and you basically had to awake that spirit within me. Now that old fighter is back and in return I want to do the same with you. Are we a team you bet your ass we are but if we are to have anything close to a chance at beating BWA, I need you to be at your best, I need Roxxxie back…”
Amy doesn’t even know what Stephanie is talking about as she just keeps her eyes locked on Stephanie replying back to her.
“What do you mean?”
“What I mean is that I need the woman who became a Starlets World Champion by beating Trish Newborn at twenty percent. Despite being jumped by Mercedes Pancake nips Lewis you still came to the ring and got the job done winning the belt. That’s who I need… bring that fighter to the ring, and I know we can’t lose. Why change yourself just to look better for the delight of BWA. You are Roxxxie so be Roxxxie… As for me… whatever you decide to do I will try to pick up the rest of the slack, but there’s only so much I can do… please try not to be a Jimmy Zane back pack… that’s all I ask from you… you can stay here if you want but I got some last minute training to hit up… please don’t let me down Amy…”
With that being said we fade out on this image…
Last but not there’s you Ayla St. James…Ayla sometimes you really make me crack up because the more I hear you speak the more I think that you are just full of ****. First of all I love how you mentioned about the partnership that Amy and I share. I take a look at you and Rayne, and I just laugh because you aren’t a team. It’s more like Rayne is carrying you to the Tag Team Championships because obviously you just couldn’t do it by yourself. Granted the only time you ever held a belt is because Zelda refused to pose for NCW magazine, and therefore you got the Millenia title I believe?
And you have the nerve to say I am outmatched Ayla...
Seriously???
Really???
Ok obviously you don’t remember so why don’t we take a stroll down memory lane.
November 21st 2010 Collision…
What happened on that day Ayla? Oh that’s right I pinned you in the center of the ring 1…2…3..
It’s funny that you two are here to save us from the likes of the Starlets yet Ayla you were here during the Zelda Knite era, and you were here when she decided to give up on chasing after the Women’s Championship. What were you doing that time period? Oh that’s right you were losing to the likes of me… Emma Danielson, and even me. That’s back when you were a sad little emo sporting the black hair, and were losing match after match. If there is anyone that needs to be ashamed of anything it’s you. You aren’t good Ayla you are just a leech who thrives on someone to help lead you to the promise land.
You were handed the Millenia title…
You were **** without Rayne…
Now that Rayne is here you want to play the role of the big bad wolf meanwhile you were walking among the Starlets and you got injured by one of them in Trish Newborn didn’t Ayla… come on Ayla… you had the chance to take this division by storm yet Trish held onto the belt… hell did you do anything since road to the gold 2010???
Crickets…
Yeah that’s what I thought…
Sunday will be a night where the Road To The Gold begins, and it will start when Amy and I take the those beloved Tag titles of yours. I hope you are ready because you two Bitches will be experiencing pain… by two princesses or as you would say people with worthless talent…. **** off bitches….
I don’t know what to say Rayne…
Maybe I should just give up and fold this hand. Screw the river and the flop. What’s the point of going nil if I am sitting on the Ace of Spades. You already exposed to the world the big “Ace” that was up my sleeve. You told the whole world that I would simply wait for you to make the first strike just so I could counter everything that you may have to say. The fact is you are quite full of yourself and you don’t really need to be. You aren’t as good as you think you are, hell you are mediocre at best.
I just love how you think you are saving this company from all the Starlets which you believe is wasted potential. Wasted potential? Bitch I was kicking ass when you weren’t here. I didn’t even know what a Rayne or bitch with attitude was because by the time I got here you were nowhere to be found.
The only thing that this division had going for it was Zelda Knite.
So tell me Rayne where were you?
Where were you?
Have anything to say? Of course not because while I was purposely “waiting” according to you, you just had to blow your load “early”
So how am I wasted potential Rayne? Is it because I told the world that I proudly love to shake my ass and dance for the crowd?
Is it because I formed a team with Amy Marshall named SEX?
Why did you target me? It’s all because you didn’t like what you saw. I will admit a few weeks ago I didn’t give a ****. My whole purpose of being in this company was to get a piece of Zelda Knite, and although it may not have happened here I eventually got what I wanted. My mission was accomplished of stepping in the ring with the best of the best. I know I came up short, took a hell of a bruise on the way getting a Contra Code off a ladder. I did my part but slowly my career started to go downhill. It’s not because I didn’t care anymore but I got married, and my family life became my number one priority. I had to put wrestling second, and because of such I was on the losing side of things.
I just didn’t give a **** but something awoke inside of me…
It wasn’t you Rayne because if it was you I would have tried my best in our one on one encounter three weeks ago but it was my own tag team partner Amy Marshall. I wasn’t going to stand for Amy telling me that I am worthless, I wasn’t going to take her lip that I need to get focused. I am fully aware of what I am doing, and that’s when I knew I had to awake that competitive fighting sprit within me. It had nothing to do with the threat of Bitches With Attitude but it was because I wanted to tell Amy to go **** herself. That’s when I emerged as the wrestler that I knew I could be and I beat your ass in the ring one… two…three…
First it was you then the following week I beat Mercedes Vargas in the ring… I been on a roll and even you can’t say anything about it. However that was only but the start Rayne. If anything I think there is hidden potential within me not wasted, and I know you won’t think it’s wasted when I am beating your ass across the ring. It can Rayne all day yet that won’t put out the fire of a Phoenix. My spirit is burning and it’s at the point where it’s going to ignite…
Flame on Bitch… this Firebird will rise and she will do so against you… just wait for it…. Because I won’t disappoint even though you aren’t worth the time because you truly do suck… yes I said you suck… hate me for it? Good…
Live it…
Learn it…
Love it Bitch…
Our scene opens up and this time we are taken to a bar in Atlanta Georgia, Stephanie is sitting down at the stool and she stares at her watch just shaking her head in disgust as she is waiting for someone to arrive. She turns her attention over to the bar tender, and begins to speak to him.
“Give me an Apple Martini, and hurry it up…”
Stephanie just sits there waiting, and as she does so a figure takes a seat beside her. That figure is none other than Amy Marshall. The bar tender brings the drink over and Stephanie smirks as she speaks to the tender some more.
“Hey can you bring another out for my friend. Here take this and keep the change.”
With that being said Stephanie slides a twenty dollar bill to the bar tender, and he nods his head taking the money. He returns with the drink giving it to Amy. The two members of PoP just stare at one another, and Stephanie takes a sip of her drink as she begins to speak to Amy.
“So I just want to say thank you for meeting me here Amy. I think you know as well as I know that we both have a major match ahead of us at Road to the Gold and we are going to want to be on our A game if we are to have somewhat of a chance at beating the likes of Rayne and Ayla. I know that these last couple of weeks you and I haven’t exactly have seen eye to eye…”
Amy however just shakes her head as she takes a long sip of her drink. She keeps her eyes focused on Stephanie shaking her head at her.
“I don’t have a problem… You are the one with the issue walking around like you are God’s gift on Earth like your **** doesn’t stink. Instead of giving me this speech about being a team why don’t you tell yourself that.”
Stephanie laughs as she just shakes her head at her sighing. She takes one big gulp of her drink and slams the glass on the bar. She stares right back into Amy’s eyes as she replies back to her.
“Trust me Amy I know exactly what I am doing. It’s called using reverse psychology. Remember how you constantly told me that I didn’t give a **** about PoP? That you were the one who basically did everything for the team and I was there to go along for a ride that you prepared for me? In that week you and I were able to work together as a unit. It was probably the best match that we have ever wrestled together. The two of us were so wrapped up in silencing the other that we were able to go to the ring and handle our business. Whether we were at each other’s throats or not we both knew what we had to do to win…This week is no different Amy, we need to bring that spirit of competition if we are to have somewhat of a chance against BWA.”
Amy however isn’t going for it as she keeps her eyes locked on Stephanie.
“Well maybe if we start working as a team we might just be able to win, but no you are the one who wants to do things the Stephanie way, and leave me out to dry…”
Stephanie nods her head in agreement as she quickly fires back a response.
“That’s exactly my point Amy. I am doing things my way because that’s what works best for me. Granted you may hate my methods but you can agree that they produce results. A month or two ago you were the one carrying this team and I was the one who didn’t give a **** about anything. I just didn’t care, and you basically had to awake that spirit within me. Now that old fighter is back and in return I want to do the same with you. Are we a team you bet your ass we are but if we are to have anything close to a chance at beating BWA, I need you to be at your best, I need Roxxxie back…”
Amy doesn’t even know what Stephanie is talking about as she just keeps her eyes locked on Stephanie replying back to her.
“What do you mean?”
“What I mean is that I need the woman who became a Starlets World Champion by beating Trish Newborn at twenty percent. Despite being jumped by Mercedes Pancake nips Lewis you still came to the ring and got the job done winning the belt. That’s who I need… bring that fighter to the ring, and I know we can’t lose. Why change yourself just to look better for the delight of BWA. You are Roxxxie so be Roxxxie… As for me… whatever you decide to do I will try to pick up the rest of the slack, but there’s only so much I can do… please try not to be a Jimmy Zane back pack… that’s all I ask from you… you can stay here if you want but I got some last minute training to hit up… please don’t let me down Amy…”
With that being said we fade out on this image…
Last but not there’s you Ayla St. James…Ayla sometimes you really make me crack up because the more I hear you speak the more I think that you are just full of ****. First of all I love how you mentioned about the partnership that Amy and I share. I take a look at you and Rayne, and I just laugh because you aren’t a team. It’s more like Rayne is carrying you to the Tag Team Championships because obviously you just couldn’t do it by yourself. Granted the only time you ever held a belt is because Zelda refused to pose for NCW magazine, and therefore you got the Millenia title I believe?
And you have the nerve to say I am outmatched Ayla...
Seriously???
Really???
Ok obviously you don’t remember so why don’t we take a stroll down memory lane.
November 21st 2010 Collision…
What happened on that day Ayla? Oh that’s right I pinned you in the center of the ring 1…2…3..
It’s funny that you two are here to save us from the likes of the Starlets yet Ayla you were here during the Zelda Knite era, and you were here when she decided to give up on chasing after the Women’s Championship. What were you doing that time period? Oh that’s right you were losing to the likes of me… Emma Danielson, and even me. That’s back when you were a sad little emo sporting the black hair, and were losing match after match. If there is anyone that needs to be ashamed of anything it’s you. You aren’t good Ayla you are just a leech who thrives on someone to help lead you to the promise land.
You were handed the Millenia title…
You were **** without Rayne…
Now that Rayne is here you want to play the role of the big bad wolf meanwhile you were walking among the Starlets and you got injured by one of them in Trish Newborn didn’t Ayla… come on Ayla… you had the chance to take this division by storm yet Trish held onto the belt… hell did you do anything since road to the gold 2010???
Crickets…
Yeah that’s what I thought…
Sunday will be a night where the Road To The Gold begins, and it will start when Amy and I take the those beloved Tag titles of yours. I hope you are ready because you two Bitches will be experiencing pain… by two princesses or as you would say people with worthless talent…. **** off bitches….