Post by Amy Marshall on May 12, 2012 14:35:46 GMT -6
{OOC: Hope I have used Alex Jones and Kelly Knite correctly}
::: So in war, the way is to avoid what is strong and to strike at what is weak. - Sun Tzu ::::
DATE: Sunday, May 6th, 2012
LOCATION: Maverick Center; Valley City, Utah
~ Moments ago ~
{Amy Marshall scoffs as she tries to loosen the grip of Rose Acantha.}
Rose Acantha: And oh by the way Miss Amy there will be no match between us at A Night to Remember. It may be the biggest night of the year and it may also be a chance to come back strong but like I said before I granted your wish and made you dead to me and you know what I don’t fight dead people.
Amy Marshall: After what you did to me last week, and how you disrespected me you OWE me this match.
Rose Acantha: Sorry Miss Amy your time with me has come and gone. I have bigger and better things planned and they don’t involve you. If you don’t mind we are going to a more private area to watch the rest of the show.
{With that Nathan Webb gets up and begins to walk away as Rose lets go of Amy's throat and walks off with Nathan Webb leaving Amy with severely pissed off look on her face.}
~ Now ~
Amy watches Nate and Rose leave, as she brings up a hand to her throat and smirks, although still severely pissed off, Amy knew she was getting to Rose and her words that she doesn’t want to fight dead people - yet she laid a finger on a so called dead person.
The smirk quickly disappeared as the frustration built up and Amy turned and gave the wall a quick thump with the palm of her hands before letting out a scream of frustration and anger as she gently lowed her head against the wall for a moment as the coolness chilled her forehead.
“Are you ok?”
Came a male voice from behind Amy.
“Just peachy”
Amy responds as she pushes herself off the wall and turns around to see whom the male voice was.
“I think the scream and you facing the wall says otherwise”
Amy finally turns and sees Alex Jones standing before her with his arms crossed and looking at her inquisitively.
“Rose Acantha not allowing me the satisfaction of kicking her ass at A Night To
Remember.”
Amy shrugs as she lets out a sigh.
“What’s her reasoning?”
“She doesn’t fight dead people.”
Alex frowns as he shakes his head.
“Wow, I think you broke her.”
Amy and Alex share a small laugh.
“Unfortunately not enough to make her go away out of the company and out of my life.”
Amy shrugs as felt the anger build once more, but keeps it back as she briefly glances at the TV, where Brad Kane and Todd Williams were going at it.
“Well if she doesn’t accept the match, then management can arrange it.”
Amy nods in hope.
“Lets hope so. Anyway well done on beating Joe.”
Amy said as she changed the subject to Alex beating Joe earlier on in the evening.
“Thanks, hopefully I can beat Joe again and grab some gold at ANTR.”
Amy smiles at Alex.
“Good luck. I wish I were challenging for gold. But never mind - I hope Alysson wins.”
Alex nods.
“Anyway, I wish you luck in your pursuit of Rose and I hope everything turns out ok. I’ll catch you later.”
Amy places a hand on AJ’s shoulder.
“Thanks babe”
Alex smiles before walking off leaving Amy alone once again, as she lets out a sigh, before looking at the TV once more as the Brad Kane and Todd Williams match was coming to an end, as Amy placed a hand on her throat as she reminded herself of Rose’s words and grip.
Removing her hand, Amy shakes her head as she tried to forget about Rose’s words that she doesn’t face dead people, Amy then leaves the area where she, Nate and Rose exchanged words and headed towards the arena exit as there was nothing else to do in the arena as Collision came to an end.
Instead of heading back to her hotel room, Amy instead opted to head to the nearest bar and forget about Rose.
If you know the enemy and know yourself, your victory will not stand in doubt; if you know Heaven and know Earth, you may make your victory complete.
- Sun Tzu
Las Vegas, Nevada.
Monday 7th May 2012
Kelly Knite’s Office.
Knock…Knock
“Come in”
Amy pushes the door open to what appears to be an office, as she entered further into the office, she notices that office is still a work in progress as we see Kelly Knite sitting at her desk as she worked on a pile of papers.
“Hello Kelly”
Amy said as sat on the nearest chair.
“What do you want?”
Kelly said as she looked up at Amy with a look that she wasn’t too impressed being disturbed.
”A Match. More specifically at A Night to Remember, against Rose Acantha.”
Amy said as she put her feet up on the table much to the annoyance of Kelly Knite.
“Get your ***damn feet off my table and why should I grant you this match when she doesn’t want it.”
Kelly said glaring at Amy’s feet on her desk, as Amy ignored Kelly’s request to remove her feet.
“Aww come on Kelly, you can resist a match like this where people will be cheering for the ‘underdog’ like everyone will be cheering for you when you face Zelda. Plus I will just continue hounding her until she is back in that asylum.”
Amy said with a smirk.
”Fine. Amy vs. Rose is booked as a grudge match. Now get out of my office before I throw you out.”
Kelly said as she stood up out of her chair as she continued glaring at Amy.
”Thank you boss.”
Amy removed her feet off the desk before standing to her feet and coming face to face with Kelly.
”For the record I’m rooting for you. Nobody wants to see that attention-seeking brat be the owner of NCW.
Amy turns and leaves the office, as Kelly smiles a little before sitting back down and returning to her paperwork, as Amy closes the door behind her and gives her own smile before walking away, as she thought about her plans for the rest of the week.
Thursday 10th May 2012.
Well hello to the misters and misses out there.
I stand here all perky and annoying in a boring poorly lit empty room, wearing cheap whorish clothes as I prepare to give you my thoughts on my opponent this week.
But first I must give you a pointless poem just to take up some TV time.
You see Rose I look through all your perky confident look at me bull**** attitude, because deep down you’re just a scared little girl in a big mans world. You may take the high road and stand up for yourself and pretend to be a martyr but that isn’t going to work.
Everyone is going to look at you and see that you are scared – people will look back at the segment on Collision, when you stated you don’t fight dead people – that shows your nothing more than a scared little girl who doesn’t want to get hurt or even fight.
You call me immature and irrational, when it is you that is the immature one – I’m not the one who needs permission or to even seek approval from Nate and I certainly don’t need my hand holding when the **** hits the fan – I don’t need to take regular meds to keep me rational.
Or that fact that you won’t fight and instead you will stand inside the ring and take a beating that you deserve and all the while pretend that I am dead to you.
Maybe its time to return to the asylum get a little shock treatment, take some meds and get sexually abused by the orderly like you did every night.
Truth hurts?
I’ll tell you what else will hurt – when I kick you out of my ****ing company.
I want you gone so badly that I am willing put my body on the line, whether you fight or just stand there and be a punching bad – I will make sure you will regret coming out of that mental asylum. I will punish you and embarrass you to the point where you need to cover your face because you are too ashamed to show it.
Hell I could just re-break that arm, or maybe a few other bones or try and rip tendons away from the bone just to make sure that you never come back.
This will make very very happy and not this miserable human being you think I am.
And you wanna know why I picked on you?
Because you were vulnerable, easy to fool, easy to blame, I felt sorry for you, a complete rookie to wrestling and what I thought was a simple easy win. I guess I was fooled…
And I was and still am fed up with bitches like you treading on me to get to the top and I refute your claims that I should be blaming myself. I only blame myself when I realise that I have ****ed up and that happens very rarely.
So shove your psychology up you ass because I don’t need someone to get inside my head with crap like that.
Oh and thanks for giving me options of what I can do but you know what I am doing to do my own damn thing and be my own damn person.
And the option that I will be taking, will be trying my damn hardest to make sure I defeat you and get you out of my *** damned life - whether you like it or not.
And whatever this big thing is you have planned…I hope you fail.
Just like you fail at being a wrestler and fail at life.
::: So in war, the way is to avoid what is strong and to strike at what is weak. - Sun Tzu ::::
DATE: Sunday, May 6th, 2012
LOCATION: Maverick Center; Valley City, Utah
~ Moments ago ~
{Amy Marshall scoffs as she tries to loosen the grip of Rose Acantha.}
Rose Acantha: And oh by the way Miss Amy there will be no match between us at A Night to Remember. It may be the biggest night of the year and it may also be a chance to come back strong but like I said before I granted your wish and made you dead to me and you know what I don’t fight dead people.
Amy Marshall: After what you did to me last week, and how you disrespected me you OWE me this match.
Rose Acantha: Sorry Miss Amy your time with me has come and gone. I have bigger and better things planned and they don’t involve you. If you don’t mind we are going to a more private area to watch the rest of the show.
{With that Nathan Webb gets up and begins to walk away as Rose lets go of Amy's throat and walks off with Nathan Webb leaving Amy with severely pissed off look on her face.}
~ Now ~
Amy watches Nate and Rose leave, as she brings up a hand to her throat and smirks, although still severely pissed off, Amy knew she was getting to Rose and her words that she doesn’t want to fight dead people - yet she laid a finger on a so called dead person.
The smirk quickly disappeared as the frustration built up and Amy turned and gave the wall a quick thump with the palm of her hands before letting out a scream of frustration and anger as she gently lowed her head against the wall for a moment as the coolness chilled her forehead.
“Are you ok?”
Came a male voice from behind Amy.
“Just peachy”
Amy responds as she pushes herself off the wall and turns around to see whom the male voice was.
“I think the scream and you facing the wall says otherwise”
Amy finally turns and sees Alex Jones standing before her with his arms crossed and looking at her inquisitively.
“Rose Acantha not allowing me the satisfaction of kicking her ass at A Night To
Remember.”
Amy shrugs as she lets out a sigh.
“What’s her reasoning?”
“She doesn’t fight dead people.”
Alex frowns as he shakes his head.
“Wow, I think you broke her.”
Amy and Alex share a small laugh.
“Unfortunately not enough to make her go away out of the company and out of my life.”
Amy shrugs as felt the anger build once more, but keeps it back as she briefly glances at the TV, where Brad Kane and Todd Williams were going at it.
“Well if she doesn’t accept the match, then management can arrange it.”
Amy nods in hope.
“Lets hope so. Anyway well done on beating Joe.”
Amy said as she changed the subject to Alex beating Joe earlier on in the evening.
“Thanks, hopefully I can beat Joe again and grab some gold at ANTR.”
Amy smiles at Alex.
“Good luck. I wish I were challenging for gold. But never mind - I hope Alysson wins.”
Alex nods.
“Anyway, I wish you luck in your pursuit of Rose and I hope everything turns out ok. I’ll catch you later.”
Amy places a hand on AJ’s shoulder.
“Thanks babe”
Alex smiles before walking off leaving Amy alone once again, as she lets out a sigh, before looking at the TV once more as the Brad Kane and Todd Williams match was coming to an end, as Amy placed a hand on her throat as she reminded herself of Rose’s words and grip.
Removing her hand, Amy shakes her head as she tried to forget about Rose’s words that she doesn’t face dead people, Amy then leaves the area where she, Nate and Rose exchanged words and headed towards the arena exit as there was nothing else to do in the arena as Collision came to an end.
Instead of heading back to her hotel room, Amy instead opted to head to the nearest bar and forget about Rose.
If you know the enemy and know yourself, your victory will not stand in doubt; if you know Heaven and know Earth, you may make your victory complete.
- Sun Tzu
Las Vegas, Nevada.
Monday 7th May 2012
Kelly Knite’s Office.
Knock…Knock
“Come in”
Amy pushes the door open to what appears to be an office, as she entered further into the office, she notices that office is still a work in progress as we see Kelly Knite sitting at her desk as she worked on a pile of papers.
“Hello Kelly”
Amy said as sat on the nearest chair.
“What do you want?”
Kelly said as she looked up at Amy with a look that she wasn’t too impressed being disturbed.
”A Match. More specifically at A Night to Remember, against Rose Acantha.”
Amy said as she put her feet up on the table much to the annoyance of Kelly Knite.
“Get your ***damn feet off my table and why should I grant you this match when she doesn’t want it.”
Kelly said glaring at Amy’s feet on her desk, as Amy ignored Kelly’s request to remove her feet.
“Aww come on Kelly, you can resist a match like this where people will be cheering for the ‘underdog’ like everyone will be cheering for you when you face Zelda. Plus I will just continue hounding her until she is back in that asylum.”
Amy said with a smirk.
”Fine. Amy vs. Rose is booked as a grudge match. Now get out of my office before I throw you out.”
Kelly said as she stood up out of her chair as she continued glaring at Amy.
”Thank you boss.”
Amy removed her feet off the desk before standing to her feet and coming face to face with Kelly.
”For the record I’m rooting for you. Nobody wants to see that attention-seeking brat be the owner of NCW.
Amy turns and leaves the office, as Kelly smiles a little before sitting back down and returning to her paperwork, as Amy closes the door behind her and gives her own smile before walking away, as she thought about her plans for the rest of the week.
Thursday 10th May 2012.
Well hello to the misters and misses out there.
I stand here all perky and annoying in a boring poorly lit empty room, wearing cheap whorish clothes as I prepare to give you my thoughts on my opponent this week.
But first I must give you a pointless poem just to take up some TV time.
A Black Rose
By Glenn McGahan
A black rose can stop the beat of ones heart
A black rose bring the scent of death as it tears love apart
A black rose makes nightmares reality
A black rose fills my life with uncertainty
A black rose is forgotten hopes and dream
A black rose is a broken man laying in tears and painful screams
A black rose is the pain of a widowed wife
A black rose is lost love in my hopeless life
A black rose is the memories that haunt my restless soul
A black rose took everything from me that once made me whole
By Glenn McGahan
A black rose can stop the beat of ones heart
A black rose bring the scent of death as it tears love apart
A black rose makes nightmares reality
A black rose fills my life with uncertainty
A black rose is forgotten hopes and dream
A black rose is a broken man laying in tears and painful screams
A black rose is the pain of a widowed wife
A black rose is lost love in my hopeless life
A black rose is the memories that haunt my restless soul
A black rose took everything from me that once made me whole
You see Rose I look through all your perky confident look at me bull**** attitude, because deep down you’re just a scared little girl in a big mans world. You may take the high road and stand up for yourself and pretend to be a martyr but that isn’t going to work.
Everyone is going to look at you and see that you are scared – people will look back at the segment on Collision, when you stated you don’t fight dead people – that shows your nothing more than a scared little girl who doesn’t want to get hurt or even fight.
You call me immature and irrational, when it is you that is the immature one – I’m not the one who needs permission or to even seek approval from Nate and I certainly don’t need my hand holding when the **** hits the fan – I don’t need to take regular meds to keep me rational.
Or that fact that you won’t fight and instead you will stand inside the ring and take a beating that you deserve and all the while pretend that I am dead to you.
Maybe its time to return to the asylum get a little shock treatment, take some meds and get sexually abused by the orderly like you did every night.
Truth hurts?
I’ll tell you what else will hurt – when I kick you out of my ****ing company.
I want you gone so badly that I am willing put my body on the line, whether you fight or just stand there and be a punching bad – I will make sure you will regret coming out of that mental asylum. I will punish you and embarrass you to the point where you need to cover your face because you are too ashamed to show it.
Hell I could just re-break that arm, or maybe a few other bones or try and rip tendons away from the bone just to make sure that you never come back.
This will make very very happy and not this miserable human being you think I am.
And you wanna know why I picked on you?
Because you were vulnerable, easy to fool, easy to blame, I felt sorry for you, a complete rookie to wrestling and what I thought was a simple easy win. I guess I was fooled…
And I was and still am fed up with bitches like you treading on me to get to the top and I refute your claims that I should be blaming myself. I only blame myself when I realise that I have ****ed up and that happens very rarely.
So shove your psychology up you ass because I don’t need someone to get inside my head with crap like that.
Oh and thanks for giving me options of what I can do but you know what I am doing to do my own damn thing and be my own damn person.
And the option that I will be taking, will be trying my damn hardest to make sure I defeat you and get you out of my *** damned life - whether you like it or not.
And whatever this big thing is you have planned…I hope you fail.
Just like you fail at being a wrestler and fail at life.
