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Apr 28, 2021 22:39:40 GMT -5
☠ VooDoo ☠, Vhodka Marie, and 2 more like this
Post by Miss Michelle on Apr 28, 2021 22:39:40 GMT -5
Once upon a time there was a beautiful Princess. She was a dainty girl, so much so that her parents having only raised rowdy little boys didn't know what to do with her. Could they keep her and protect her from those rascals or should they give her away and protect her that way?
Tough decision either way, I suppose.
I mean, her brothers were big into rough housing, and rightfully so, it had only been them for how many years? Mama never dreamed she would be able to produce something so delicate such as a baby girl, and one as tiny as her either. That little princess weighed just over five pounds and was just eighteen inches long.
The decision was clear. Mama cried but daddy said it had to be done.
So, who do they give her to? Daddy said they could sell her and get a pretty penny, mama said over her dead body. Mama said that she wanted to keep her near, somewhere where she could still see her and watch her blossom and grow.
That's where Nana came in. Nana and Papa didn't hesitate when Mama asked them to raise me. They had one condition though - it could never be discussed among the children that this had happened. Nana said the boys would be better off to think that Mama had delivered a stillborn than to know the truth.
Kind of fucked up, right?
Oh well, everyone did just that, and that beautiful little Princess grew and became the absolute envy of that family. Her brothers or nephews? Whichever, they hated her. They hated any family gathering that she would be present at and do you know why? Mamas heart was filled with so much regret that she spoiled that girl. Mama wanted her back so bad, it was killing her.
And it did. It killed Mama and daddy both. Incidentally they were killed in a car accident leaving a cheerleading competition the Princess was in.[/i][/color]
The sound of feet clunking at a fast pace against a treadmill echoes throughout the room as we fade into a local Tokyo gym. The faint sound of eighties rock and roll music plays over the speakers but is drowned out by the chatter of the patrons using the gym.
Running on the treadmill with her ear buds in her ears, she is oblivious to what is going on around her. She is focused. She knows she has to be ready for her match at International Incident against Dane Preston.
Dressed in a pair of black capri yoga pants and a grey sports bra and her hair pulled up into a ponytail at the top of her head, she grabs hold of her lavender water bottle and takes a long sip, her stride on the treadmill never changes.
She glances up at a large clock on the wall and shakes her head. Adjusting the speed on the treadmill, she gets going at a joggers pace as her mind drifts off..
That accident drove the divide between the siblings even further. The boys blamed her for their parents passing because they were off at an event with her. She didn't see it that way and why should she? The boys were just dicks.
The funeral came and went and she didn't see or hear from her brothers for almost six months.
During that time, she had been prom queen, graduated high school and followed in whom she thought was her uncle's steps and enrolled in wrestling school. So much for being too fragile, right?
Anyways, turns out as she was living her best life, growing and becoming a boss ass bitch, those Riggs boys had found out the truth with Mama and Daddies wills, and had spent the last six months contesting everything in said will.
Mama had left that beautiful little girl everything that meant anything to her. From her jewelry down to what was left in her savings account - the woman was literally crushed with guilt and I guess she felt that giving her fortune to the princess was the least she could do.
Daddy left the house and the gym he was building to Damon, perhaps that's why he has that head of the family mentality - who really knows tho.
Do you guys want to know the straw that broke Damon's back though?
There was a clause in the will about the inheritance they left behind. That little girl that Mama and Daddy tossed aside for those stupid, rowdy boys was set to recieve five thousand dollars more than they do..
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SMMMAACKKKK!!!
She is jolted out of her daze as a towel snaps her across the back. She yanks the earbuds from her ears and snapped her head to the side, staring down the person responsible.
He stood there laughing at her and pointing at the welt across her back as she stopped the treadmill.
"What the fuck, Joe? You're lucky you're still standing man, that wasn't even my ass! "
He stood there, dressed in a pair of grey sweats and no shirt. He had taken the towel he snapped her with and put it up around his shoulders and neck.
" I know. I didn't even know you had an ass, I thought you were just all back. "
She looked at him in shock, how could he say that? Sure, her ass was no where near as big as Anickas, but if there was anyone who was all back it was Vhodka and not her!
"I don't even like you anymore, man. "
" Does that mean you won't give me Allison's phone number? I wanna talk to her about our upcoming tag title match and some other things, if you know what I mean.. "
He raised his eyebrows, winked and then started laughing to himself.
" Ew, I don't want to know what you mean. "
She moved off of the treadmill over to one of the weight benches, with no intention of lifting, she just wanted to sit down for a moment. He walked over and stood next to her.
"You ready for International Incident? "
" Are you serious? Of course I am. KoP? Easy. Johnny Stylez, trash. I see no problems, I will be XTradition Champ when we head back to the states, and then me and your beautiful niece will be Tag Team Champions.. its all falling into place. What about you? I need you to go out there and represent FoCuS against that giant douchebag. "
" Don't worry about me. Dane is on some self serving mission to prove that he's not Damon and his head is so far up his own ass that this match will literally be a walk in the park. "
" That's exactly what I wanted to hear.. "
Her cell phone vibrated against the bench and she glanced down to read the text. A smile crosses her sweaty, but beautiful make up free face. She lifts the phone and responds before standing up from the bench and slowly walking away..
" Damn, can't even say bye? Fuck you too then! "
She turned around and flipped him off, laughing as he shook his head.
" I expect a FOCUS sweep at the show, tell everyone else!! "
She walked off into the distance as the scene went black briefly.
Jim Cornette: "Well wouldn't you know who won the pony? That's right folks, Jim Cornette here and boy do I have something for you."
Boom Boom. Boom boom. Boom. Boom. Fireworks galore!
Jim Cornette: "Alright folks, are you tired of your promos looking like Dane Preston hovering over a toilet bowl? Well, how about them looking like you're in the mirror with that sleazy no good whore wife of his?"
The big words Whore and Sleazy shoot across the screen. Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom. Fireworks blow the fuck up.
Jim Cornette: "If you're tired of looking like Allison Riggs Preston's prom night dumpster baby then boy are you in luck! Wrecked and Worthless Design can make you look like a hundred bucks. Can you imagine that? One hundred bucks! That is much better than looking like a crimpled up one dollar bill that is shoved up Dane Preston's ass crack while he's up on stage shaking his fanny for that putrid puke Johnny Stylez and Co!"
WRECKED
AND
WORTHLESS
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WORTHLESS
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Jim Cornette: "And don't just take my word for it folks. Hear the testimonies of major celebrities the world over!"[/color]
Boom. Boom. Boom. Kaplowww!
Donald Trump: "Yano, after having the election stolen from me, I was feeling quite down on myself."
Womp womp womp wooommmmmp!
Donald Trump: "But then I heard about Wrecked and Worthless Design. And now... I get to look at victory every day!"
A big ass pacifier is shoved in this bitch ass mother fuckers mouth!
Jim Cornette: "Maybe someone other than President Pig Fucker? Yeah?"
Boom!
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Boom!
BOOOOOOOM!
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Nicholas Cage: "Like.. my career.. was over. But then I went to Wrecked and Worthless Design, and now I get to relive all of my best movies. MANDY? LIAR LIAR?"
Jim Carry: "Hey that's my movie asshooollllee!"
Nicholas Cage: "Then what about Mace Ventura? The Pet Lutenient?"
SMACK! CRACK! CRACKLE! POPPPPPPP! OHHHHH SNAAAPPP!
Jim Carry: "You PIECE OF SHIT!"
Jim Cornette: "Whoa whoa whoa whooooaaaaa! This isn't about you Worthless washed up losers! THIS IS WRECKED AND WORTHLESS BABY!"
WRECKED
AND
WORTHLESS
DESIGN
AND
WORTHLESS
DESIGN
Jim Cornette: "For all your wrestling graphic needs, you need to contact the best! THE BEST! And that, my friends, is Niko over at Wrecked and Worthless Design. You can follow him on Twitter @DubDubDesign. Whether it be banners, signatures, or if you're looking to outfit your entire damn promotion! @dubdubdesign, they will get you set up and looking like the best in the fucking world!"
[/color][/font][/div]Boom. BAM! KAABOOOOMMMM!
WRECKED
AND
WORTHLESS!
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Jim Cornette: "Don't take it from me folks, just get your ass on Twitter and you too can look like a crisp new one hundred dollar bill!"[/color][/font]
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The scene reopens inside the Aman Hotel in Tokyo, Japan. The room is dark, lit only by the flame of the candles. We are obviously inside the oversized bathroom of the suite. The jacuzzi tub filled with bubbling water and rose petals.
She laid there in the water, her body covered only by the few places petals and darkness of the room. She brought her hands up and out of the water, grabbing hold of her pink tinged hair and dropping it over the back of the tub and lowered herself even more into the water, getting nice and comfortable.
" I don't even know where to start. You know, on paper this match doesn't make sense, in reality it doesn't make much sense either but here we are.
Dane Preston would have you all believe that he is out to prove to me, as well as everyone else that he isn't Damon Riggs. Thats cool.
Dane Preston tells you all that he is not Damon Riggs, in fact that he doesn't like Damon Riggs but then goes to refer to him as one of the greats.
Great what?
Great husband? No..
Great father? Nah..
Great brother? Fuck no..
Great wrestler? Meh, I've seen much better.
[/b][/color][/font]Great husband? No..
Great father? Nah..
Great brother? Fuck no..
Great wrestler? Meh, I've seen much better.
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So tell me Dane, what is so great about Damon Riggs? Because I really can't think of anything that makes him worth a damn- but hey, that's just me. "
She shrugs her shoulders.
" You can pretend that you know all about me and my life all you want, Dane, but the truth of the matter is, if you knew as much as you think you do, you would know that it would be a mistake for you to step into that ring with me. You think that this attitude, this ego, this whole package that is me is a gimmick? You have another thing coming my friend.
I have been in the ring with people that would destroy you in mere seconds and I survived. I have faced people who would send you running back to your lesbian life partners with your tail between your legs. What have you done?
OH thats right! You were trained by
DAMON RIGGS
&&
VOODOO.
You must be a bad man.
[/color][/font][/div]DAMON RIGGS
&&
VOODOO.
You must be a bad man.
No really, I amreally scared.
She chuckled to herself, using her left hand to wipe a strand of hair from her face.
" Dane, you are what I call a name dropper. Someone who tries to stay or prove their relevance by mentioning someone else who they think will make them look better. The only problem with that for you? You picked two of the most irrelevant, washed up people that I can think of.
And that's the biggest difference between you and I. You make your living off of kissing everyone's ass, giving credit to people who would drive past you if you were stuck on the side of the road, and me? I don't give a single fuck about anybody in this entire world besides me and mine. And why should I? Do they pay my bills? Do they keep a roof over my head? No! They don't. I am a self made woman. I did me. I made me. And now, I guess I get to be the person who makes you.
I mean, you said I wasn't the choice you would have made to be your big comeback match, that you would have chosen someone else.. So why didn't you? Oh, that's right.. because you needed the Queen of that ring to
MAKE DANE PRESTON A STAR!
you ain't slick, boy.
So why don't you do everyone a big favor and drop the stupid good old boy act? Snatching me up and taking me to some lame dive bar, with the ridiculous story that you want to bring the family back together.
Fuck that family.
I mean that shit from the bottom of my heart.
I mean that shit from the bottom of my heart.
What else did you say to me? Oh yeah, you want to show me that you are nothing like my brother. Same ass story you have peddling to anybody who will listen for the last six years. No one believes a single word that comes out of your mouth. You are a walking, talking second coming of Damon Riggs. There is literally NO difference between the two of you and to be honest, is the reason Allison married you. That bitch has been trying to fuck her father since I can remember and now? She gets to fuck the second coming..so gross.
The other reason you asked for this match, but swear you would never pick me? To exact revenge for what Brandon and I did to said slutbag, Allison. Which to be fair, she deserved everything she got. Maybe next time she'll keep her nose out of Aunties business.
So which is it, Damon? I mean, Dane? Did you choose this match with me to show me you're not my brother and extract revenge for your wife or did you never pick me?
Seems to me you have your head so far up my brothers ass that you don't even know whether you're coming or going. Either way, you're fucked.
You can go on and on, talking about me and what I've done in my career and I mean, there is a lot for you to pick through and talk about. I have had a fantastic fucking career. I've faced the best, I've beaten the best and yeah I have even taken some losses to the best. What have you done?
I HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA.
Your career matches your attitude and its just a shit show.
So go ahead, make your threats. Tell me how good you are because of who you trained with, tell me how you are better than me because you swing from my brothers dick like the dingleberries from his ass hairs. I don't care. I'm tired of talking. I'm tired of you and the rest of that piece of shit family thinking that I am the weakest link. At International Incident, Dane Preston, you will find out that I am actually the strongest link.
"
She grabs the towel from beside the tub as she stands up and wraps it around her body before stepping up and out of the tub.
" Dane Preston, you are about to realize that everything you have ever been told about me has been complete bullshit. You are about to find out first hand that I am more than capable and that being Queen is not just a flashy nickname, but its who I am because of what I do. "
Fade.