Post by Cynthia Warren on Sept 29, 2012 9:09:09 GMT -6
Hello everybody. I guess before we get to anything I should introduce myself to all of you lovely viewers out there. The name is Cynthia Murphy-Warren and I am a former graduate of North Carolina State University. I am a registered nurse and I am married to a man who seems to be haunted by his personal demons of an innocent that happened a long time ago. Together the two of us have a wonderful little daughter who is approaching on her very first birthday.
So now that the simple formalities of an introduction are out of the way we can get right down to business on why I have decided to join the likes of the NCW roster. If you all think I am here just to serve as mere eye candy as I walk my husband to the ring you all are sadly mistaken. I didn’t join the likes of one of the best female rosters in the world to be yet another pretty face but I came here to wrestle.
I came here to strive for something great and to be an inspiration to my beautiful Terra. I didn’t know what I was getting to when I joined the roster. In just my first outing I had the pleasure of tagging with him to be thrown at the likes of long term mainstay the Jones. Shelly had my number and she made quick work of me. I won’t stress it though because Shelly is a former World Champion and at least I had it in me to enter in the ring and last for a good while her.
It’s nothing to be stressed about because losing isn’t a big deal… Losing helps us take a few steps back so that we could propel ourselves even further, and this week I have the chance to do just that. This week it seems like I have been chosen to compete in a big tournament to name a new contender for the Starlet’s Championship.
This is what I have been waiting for…
This is a true chance of a lifetime, and I can guarantee you all that I am going to make the best of it. Standing across from me in the ring will be an Ayla St. James who is a woman who has been on the Starlet’s roster since it was founded. Ayla is truly one of the cornerstones of the female division and despite all that time of being here the Starlet’s World Championship has eluded her. She has had countless opportunities but she hadn’t been able to muster the strength to pull ahead.
Whether it was facing the likes of a Zelda… a Kelly, or even being a finalist in a Starlet’s Riot… Ayla has never had that umph to win when it matters, and now here we are with a tournament.
I know that Ayla is going to want this bad and if I was in her shoes I would be tired of falling down so much. Eventually something will have to give and she will have to get back up…
I feel for you Ayla… I truly do…
As a nurse it’s my job to help people… but I can’t help you this time… Because while you want to pick yourself up I want to start something new, I want to go out there and prove my worth to everyone in this company.
I am more than just a pretty face…
I am a wrestler… and it’s because of such that I will go out there to that ring and give you everything I have to win.
May the best woman win but let it be known I want this just as much as you do and I am willing to work hard for it. What a great way to make a blast into this company by somehow defeating one of its longest mainstays. I wish you luck and may the best woman win…[/color]
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{Our scene opens up as and we are able to see NCW’s newest wrestling family the Warrens. It looks like the young married couple are taking a stroll hand in hand at a park. All seems to be peaceful until Cindy’s cellphone begins to ring. Without hesitation she quickly answers it and seems befuddled as she raises it up to her ear.}
Cindy:
Ummm hello is anyone there? Hello… I can hear you breathing…
{James begins to shake his head as he stares at his wife but she gives him the one minute signal as she continues to speak on the phone.}
Cindy:
This isn’t funny… Please just stop calling, and stop harassing me ok? I have far better things to do than to be a victim of a prank call every single day…Just stop calling… Can you at least do that for me?
{Finally whoever it was on the other end of the phone decided to hang up. James however snatches the phone out of Cynthia’s hands and he glances at it shaking his head in disgust.}
James:
I can’t believe that guy is still calling… He must have some guts… Who knows perhaps it could me… I know how to speak in a deep voice… “Hello…. Cindy…..” Reminds me of a horror flick, just please don’t buy into anything he says. If he asks what you are wearing you should lie and tell him nothing… As a matter of fact you should charge him for you to talk dirty to him…Tell him that you would pay along as long as he transferred money into your paypal account before doing so…
{Cindy just rolls her eyes as she stops short shaking her head back at her husband.}
Cindy:
Wow so my own husband wants me to be one of those phone sex chicks… That sounds a bit weird… Sounds a bit unhealthy too… I am supposed to just talk all dirty and let people get off on that? You have some nerve James… You really have some nerve…
{James smiles evilly as he looks back at his wife with a wicked grin on his lips.}
James:
Oh trust me it’s very healthy. You see for a guy they need to get it off once and a while. Kind of reminds me of a conversation I had with one of my cousins. The guy lives in Long Island. He kept trying to talk me down like masturbation is a bad thing. I tried to tell him… I said look here black Toddy you need to do it every once in a while. You don’t want to be confronted with a time where you actually rail a girl and you only last thirty seconds that would be a shame. You can sit here and fight me about all day but I know what I am talking about. After all I am a doctor… So listen to what I have to say I got the degree to prove it. If I don’t get a doctor job back I could always become the doctor of phone sex…
{Cindy stands there crossing her arms. She is speechless as she just rolls her eyes staring back at her husband.}
Cindy:
Whoa… I didn’t know you had a black cousin? How come I wasn’t formed about this until now? I think I want to meet him someday.
James:
I don’t know… it never really was important but he is the whitest black ever…anyway being a phone sex operator doesn’t sound that bad. It’s better than being killed like a helpless blonde in a horror film. Just think about it from a medical standpoint Cyn… You would be helping a lot of people… The art of masturbation is indeed healthy. It can help protect against prostate of the cancer, the more someone does it between 20 and 50 the less likely he will produce cancer…It can help people who suffer from insomnia, it can help stimulate the immune system to fight against common infections. It can help depression by releasing mood swinging hormones. It looks like it’s a beautiful thing well from a medical standpoint anything… Not like I need to do it when I have you…
{Cindy rolls her eyes as she punches her husband playfully in the shoulder.}
Cindy:
Still… Just the thought of what you are saying sounds pretty disgusting… I don’t know…. Maybe being a helpless blonde in a scary film would seem like the better way to go…
{James chuckles as he looks back at her.}
James:
Actually you probably wouldn’t even make the cut… Usually they cast a blonde with a big rack and she dies in seconds…Right after running away with her rack bouncing back and forth… The ugly brunette are the only ones allowed to have a small rack, and of course you know that bitch is going to live for some unknown reason…
Cindy:
I still don’t know… You know I want to help people out a lot but it just seems disgusting…
{James on the other hand grins as he stares back at his wife.}
James:
Well why don’t we go back to the house… I think I am in need of a check…and I really don’t want prostate cancer… Think you could maybe well….
Cindy:
Oh James…
James:
No need to say my name now… You will be doing a lot of that tonight…Don't worry though... It's healthy... just trust me...
{Cindy just smiles back, as James and her walk hand and hand. It is on this image that we fade out on.}
Cindy:
Ummm hello is anyone there? Hello… I can hear you breathing…
{James begins to shake his head as he stares at his wife but she gives him the one minute signal as she continues to speak on the phone.}
Cindy:
This isn’t funny… Please just stop calling, and stop harassing me ok? I have far better things to do than to be a victim of a prank call every single day…Just stop calling… Can you at least do that for me?
{Finally whoever it was on the other end of the phone decided to hang up. James however snatches the phone out of Cynthia’s hands and he glances at it shaking his head in disgust.}
James:
I can’t believe that guy is still calling… He must have some guts… Who knows perhaps it could me… I know how to speak in a deep voice… “Hello…. Cindy…..” Reminds me of a horror flick, just please don’t buy into anything he says. If he asks what you are wearing you should lie and tell him nothing… As a matter of fact you should charge him for you to talk dirty to him…Tell him that you would pay along as long as he transferred money into your paypal account before doing so…
{Cindy just rolls her eyes as she stops short shaking her head back at her husband.}
Cindy:
Wow so my own husband wants me to be one of those phone sex chicks… That sounds a bit weird… Sounds a bit unhealthy too… I am supposed to just talk all dirty and let people get off on that? You have some nerve James… You really have some nerve…
{James smiles evilly as he looks back at his wife with a wicked grin on his lips.}
James:
Oh trust me it’s very healthy. You see for a guy they need to get it off once and a while. Kind of reminds me of a conversation I had with one of my cousins. The guy lives in Long Island. He kept trying to talk me down like masturbation is a bad thing. I tried to tell him… I said look here black Toddy you need to do it every once in a while. You don’t want to be confronted with a time where you actually rail a girl and you only last thirty seconds that would be a shame. You can sit here and fight me about all day but I know what I am talking about. After all I am a doctor… So listen to what I have to say I got the degree to prove it. If I don’t get a doctor job back I could always become the doctor of phone sex…
{Cindy stands there crossing her arms. She is speechless as she just rolls her eyes staring back at her husband.}
Cindy:
Whoa… I didn’t know you had a black cousin? How come I wasn’t formed about this until now? I think I want to meet him someday.
James:
I don’t know… it never really was important but he is the whitest black ever…anyway being a phone sex operator doesn’t sound that bad. It’s better than being killed like a helpless blonde in a horror film. Just think about it from a medical standpoint Cyn… You would be helping a lot of people… The art of masturbation is indeed healthy. It can help protect against prostate of the cancer, the more someone does it between 20 and 50 the less likely he will produce cancer…It can help people who suffer from insomnia, it can help stimulate the immune system to fight against common infections. It can help depression by releasing mood swinging hormones. It looks like it’s a beautiful thing well from a medical standpoint anything… Not like I need to do it when I have you…
{Cindy rolls her eyes as she punches her husband playfully in the shoulder.}
Cindy:
Still… Just the thought of what you are saying sounds pretty disgusting… I don’t know…. Maybe being a helpless blonde in a scary film would seem like the better way to go…
{James chuckles as he looks back at her.}
James:
Actually you probably wouldn’t even make the cut… Usually they cast a blonde with a big rack and she dies in seconds…Right after running away with her rack bouncing back and forth… The ugly brunette are the only ones allowed to have a small rack, and of course you know that bitch is going to live for some unknown reason…
Cindy:
I still don’t know… You know I want to help people out a lot but it just seems disgusting…
{James on the other hand grins as he stares back at his wife.}
James:
Well why don’t we go back to the house… I think I am in need of a check…and I really don’t want prostate cancer… Think you could maybe well….
Cindy:
Oh James…
James:
No need to say my name now… You will be doing a lot of that tonight…Don't worry though... It's healthy... just trust me...
{Cindy just smiles back, as James and her walk hand and hand. It is on this image that we fade out on.}
Ayla sweetie you will forever have my respect for everything that you ever done but what you need to understand is that I want this win… I want it really badly and I will do whatever it takes to get it. I have spent hours upon hours inside of a gym fine tuning my wrestling skills for an opportunity like this.
All my life I have been presented with people telling me that I can’t do this or I can’t do that. They told me that I would never amount to anything in life. That the vision of a young Irish girl in a single mother household with 6 girls was silly, that my poor family wouldn’t be able to support me going to college.
That’s when in spite of everything I decided to work harder and I persevered in school. I graduated top of my class and found myself going to NC State on a full ride. In NC State I decided that I wanted to be a nurse and it wasn’t about the money but it’s because I wanted to help people. I wanted to be the person who could brighten someone’s day like I always did with my struggling mother. Now that I am here in NCW I view this as my new hospital.
I need to help people…
I just have too…
I know I may not be the biggest girl in the yard but size and status never stopped me before. Come Trauma in the very first round of the Road To The Gold Tournament I am going to give you everything of myself. I want to move on and I want to continue showing everyone to just keep pushing on.
Ayla babe… win lose or draw I look forward to having a great match with you… Let’s just do this the way that us two blondes can… Oh and by the way my husband wanted me to tell you that you are like the blonde in a scary movie….
Guess that means you have to be the first one eliminated…
Sorry…. But don’t worry I will nurse you back to health because I am a nurse and that’s what I do…
Hope you are ready because come Trauma… It’s time for you to get a check up…