Post by Eternity on Aug 11, 2013 15:37:31 GMT
The dull purple light illuminates your surroundings just enough for you to realise where you are, and where you are is exactly where you don't want to be. You had had enough of this world, you had seen more than enough, more than you had ever intended to see when this all began. You were just as helpless now as you had been all along. Despite your best efforts, you hadn't been able to save Tiffany. You hadn't been able to save Emma Danielson.
Truth be told you didn't even realise that Emma needed saving until you heard her arm snap and her scream still echoed in some dark recess of your mind where you had pushed it to try and forget about it, but by then it was too late. Much too late. You spat sprite at your screen, you crumpled up a paper cup and threw it and you yelled bullshit at the television, but it changed nothing. You were just a spectator, observing the violence that had once entertained you for a couple of hours on a Monday Night now terrify you.
It had all gone too far when the talented young Diamonds of IWF were being deprived of their careers, and young interviewers were stripped of their dignity. The lines of entertainment and poor taste had become blurred, clouded by the purple smoke of a hazy mind, and as much as you didn't want to be here, you felt obligated. Somebody had to be here for Tiffany, whilst her sister was preparing to go into battle and bring her home, it was up to you, and you would be here for Tiffany Jones, even if she never realised or thanked you for it...
Oh you made it!
I thought you had forgotten all about me.
You couldn't, could you?
Awwww, how sweet!
I couldn't forget you either.,,
What's that? Where's Tiffany?
Who is Tiffany?
You're not seeing anybody else are you?
Good. You wouldn't like me when I'm jealous.
Oh you mean Chloe! Chloe's right over there, I've been house training her, its been a slow process, but she's learning.
The camera swings around and you see Tiffany, a chain around her throat as she is chained to the wall. An empty steel dog bowl at her feet as she is sat with her back to the wall and her knees tucked up to her chest. She looks like a real mess, but before you can really take it in, the camera swings around and you see me sat at a table, contemplating the document in front of me with a magnifying glass.
You see me look up at you and as your eyes meet mine, it suddenly struck you how their beauty unsettled you even further.
HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!
You see me wave at you in a cute and girly way that only unsettled you further.
I'm glad you could make it, I could do with a distraction from looking at this boring contract that Hannah sent over last week. Chloe's not feeling very playful either these days, I can't imagine why. Apparently Kathy has powerful lawyer friends and this is her best attempt to get her little sister back. Maybe she wants to confuse me with all the latin and the umpteen clauses, or maybe she just wants to bore me to sleep so she can sneak in here and take Chloe away from me!
I'M ON TO YOUR EVIL PLAN!
CLEVER BUT NOT CLEVER ENOUGH!
BUT THEN YOU'RE NOT A GENIUS LIKE ME!
Oh that's right, I just stole half of Davey Ortega's fan base, must be because I actually have tits and don't just act like one on TV, six down, I'll get the other six later...
MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Where was I? Oh yes, Kathy as I was saying you'll never take Chloe from me, and if you don't like seeing her chained up, don't blame me, I mean, I was getting bored with the chair and duct tape routine, but then Katherine Lockheart came through for me with a brilliant idea. I saw her announce a Prison Break Match at Sacrifice and got insanely jealous for literally 0.68 seconds when I thought she was going to give Amber, Tara, Ashley and Ayla the chance to wrestle Wentworth Miller for the Ruby Championship, nobody deserves that opportunity more than me!
NOBODY! DO YOU HEAR ME LOCKHEART!
Okay, okay, calm down girl, it's cool, nobody's wrestling Wentworth Miller at Legacy, though if there's a quicker way to boost ratings I don't know it. You should definitely look into it Mister De Montford, sir. Anyway, this Prison Break Match, its all about girls wrestling each other whilst others are chained up and forced to watch, sounds kinda kinky doesn't it? Or maybe somebody's got a little bitty crush on Cyrus Daniels and is trying to get his attention with a little subtlety. Fess up girl! You like him, don't you?
Katherine and Cyrus sitting in a tree.
K-I-L-L-I-N-G
First comes Stephen then comes Nicole,
Then comes the lead pipe to the glory hole...
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Amber, I don't know if you realise this or not, but you just struck gold this week. You couldn't have asked for any better partners to help you earn your right to choose who you want to unchain from the ring post before chain wrestling them to a decision, poetic, isn't it? Izzy and I are undefeated as a tag team...I know you don't realise it because we don't feel the need to crow about it every week like that other team of posers around here...what are their names again? Oh, it doesn't matter. Check the record books Amber, Izzy and I, we're infamous, we're so infamous we ended the Blood Diamonds in their first match! Hey come to think of it, that's not a bad tag team name, Infamous! Ooooh no, better idea! IzzFamous!
Patent it bitches!
So yeah, Amber you're teaming with the Tag Team Champions of the Underworld this week! You really are a lucky, lucky girl, you know. You are going to be luckier this time around than the last time we faced off in a tag team match, this Monday you're on the right team for a start, and we'll win you the right to pick who you want to lock up with, sadly there's no Cable in that match, but its okay, we all know the real ratings lie in hot chained up girl on girl action anyway! And at least if you start off the match we'll be spared the possibility of Ashley Michelangelo vs Tara Fenix - the only people who would see that match would be you and Ayla because you were forced to watch it from your posts. The rest of us would be going to the concession stands.
Ashley, you must be pretty mad at me right now. I cost you the chance to embarrass another veteran last week, or maybe I saved you from embarassing yourself - either way you need to understand and understand real well that Kathy is my play thing!!
MINE! MINE! MINE! ALL MINE!
YOU CAN'T HAVE HER AND I'M NOT SHARING SO THERE!
You see me stick out my tongue and wave my hands either side of my head. You see me then lower my hands and place them flat on the table.
Tara, you have a troubled past? Really? I would never have guessed! People with troubled pasts only have two choices in this life if they're not into that whole killing thing I mean, they can either be professional wrestlers or they can be X-Factor contestants, and I'm guessing you can't sing. I can, I just hate Simon Cowell so this seemed like the better career choice. Still, I don't think even you realise what you're saying anymore, one minute you're telling me that looking at me is like looking into a mirror, the next you're calling me pathetic, so I can only guess that this must be how you feel every time you look at your own reflection. I'm not one to disagree, there isn't a magic mirror in this life or the next which could fix what we're all looking at these days.
You've blinded so many people with your past that they are now completely oblivious to your present. You've peaked already, you had your moment as the Ruby Champion,that's it. There's nothing more here for you. Its time to go home now, look after your little son, go home and be that mommy you're so proud of being, I know what its like to lose my mommy and I wouldn't wish that on little Edward. If you insist on staying here and if you insist that you can still compete with the new blood like Amber, Izzy and myself, then I pity you. This little career you're holding onto, its a fool's errand, your career is beyond salvaging so why don't you go save something worth saving, something that will still be around when all the lights go out on all this.
Save yourself and while you're at it, save your three minute warnings. There's a fine line between being brave in the face of death and just being an idiot. You want to underestimate me as just somebody hiding in make up, just like Ashley did, and last week I proved her wrong simply because I wanted to and she was there. Kind of like you will be just there come Sacrifice Tara. Show me your dark side Tara, do you have cookies? Maybe a cool Darth Vader helmet? No? How about a lightsaber?
You see me stand up from the table and mime pulling out a lightsabre and wave it around.
Sheeooow, hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
A few thrusts, and clashes with my imaginary Jedi opponent, Tara Skywalker.
CRACK! CRACK!
Hummmmmmmmm.
The farce is strong within this one, but you are no match for THREE COUNT ETERNITY!
Hmmmm, Suck you do, young Skywalker!
Ashley and Ayla have taught you well in the ways of ego, the light that blinds so many, but is no match for those of us who live in the dark. I know you want to fight me Tara, you want to blame me for the dead roses Ayla received last week along with such romantic poetry literally dripping from the walls. It melts my heart. Why can't I meet a guy that thoughtful?
You see me sigh as I sit back down.
I bet its been a long time since Angel has ever done something that romantic for you, sister I feel your pain, but still, do not blame me. The last time Ayla and I were in the ring together, she tried to send me a message with her good friend Alysson, now however she has learned to hold her tongue. Young Ashley, you are teamed with two experienced veterans against a team of new blood, and I know you think that makes you safe, maybe you even think that it will be enough to assure you a victory where you can pick who you want as you look to make the most of this opportunity like anybody would, but if you take anybody's advice going into this match, take Ayla's and not Tara's. Tara has nothing left to offer you or the rest of the wrestling world. The final fizzle of her career has come and gone, she began fighting for the Ruby, now she will end that way. Remembered not as a legacy reborn, but rather as a legacy fading fast, and that excites me.
I have shown the three of you what lies in your future beyond Sacrifice through my own beloved Chloe, and to Amber, I say you're welcome. You have nothing to worry about with the greatest tag team in IWF watching your back, hashtag totally undefeated...and if you're not down with that, I got two words for you...
You see me inhale deeply before exhaling slowly and deliberately.
BLOW IT!
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to have my lawyer look over this contract...
You see me pull out an orange crayon and set it on the table on my left side. Then you see me with a white sock, that has some yellow wool stuck to it and a face with glasses drawn onto it in black marker on my right hand. I turn to address the sock.
Ahhhh, Mr Cummings, glad you could make it on such short notice. Like I told you over the phone, I have this contract that I'm not entirely happy with, maybe you could take a look and tell me what you think...
You then see Mr Cummings 'read' the contract and shake his head. You see me bring Mr Cummings to my ear and nod.
See, I told you it was unfair! It's all give Kathy Tiffany back, nothing in it for me! Why should I?
You see Mr Cummings continue to advise me, before he reaches over and picks up the crayon in his mouth and begins crossing out things, only pausing to discuss things with his client.
.....
Can we really take that out?
.....
Can we really change that? Oh Mr Cummings, what a fantastic idea!
.....
OOOOOOHHHHHHHH! You are evil!
.....
I love it!
.....
HAHAHA! THIS IS GOING TO BE GREAT! AND I THOUGHT LAW WAS SUPPOSED TO BE BORING!
I've got a contract to renegotiate so I'll see you later...
Okay?
Byeeeeeeee!
Truth be told you didn't even realise that Emma needed saving until you heard her arm snap and her scream still echoed in some dark recess of your mind where you had pushed it to try and forget about it, but by then it was too late. Much too late. You spat sprite at your screen, you crumpled up a paper cup and threw it and you yelled bullshit at the television, but it changed nothing. You were just a spectator, observing the violence that had once entertained you for a couple of hours on a Monday Night now terrify you.
It had all gone too far when the talented young Diamonds of IWF were being deprived of their careers, and young interviewers were stripped of their dignity. The lines of entertainment and poor taste had become blurred, clouded by the purple smoke of a hazy mind, and as much as you didn't want to be here, you felt obligated. Somebody had to be here for Tiffany, whilst her sister was preparing to go into battle and bring her home, it was up to you, and you would be here for Tiffany Jones, even if she never realised or thanked you for it...
Oh you made it!
I thought you had forgotten all about me.
You couldn't, could you?
Awwww, how sweet!
I couldn't forget you either.,,
What's that? Where's Tiffany?
Who is Tiffany?
You're not seeing anybody else are you?
Good. You wouldn't like me when I'm jealous.
Oh you mean Chloe! Chloe's right over there, I've been house training her, its been a slow process, but she's learning.
The camera swings around and you see Tiffany, a chain around her throat as she is chained to the wall. An empty steel dog bowl at her feet as she is sat with her back to the wall and her knees tucked up to her chest. She looks like a real mess, but before you can really take it in, the camera swings around and you see me sat at a table, contemplating the document in front of me with a magnifying glass.
You see me look up at you and as your eyes meet mine, it suddenly struck you how their beauty unsettled you even further.
HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!
You see me wave at you in a cute and girly way that only unsettled you further.
I'm glad you could make it, I could do with a distraction from looking at this boring contract that Hannah sent over last week. Chloe's not feeling very playful either these days, I can't imagine why. Apparently Kathy has powerful lawyer friends and this is her best attempt to get her little sister back. Maybe she wants to confuse me with all the latin and the umpteen clauses, or maybe she just wants to bore me to sleep so she can sneak in here and take Chloe away from me!
I'M ON TO YOUR EVIL PLAN!
CLEVER BUT NOT CLEVER ENOUGH!
BUT THEN YOU'RE NOT A GENIUS LIKE ME!
Oh that's right, I just stole half of Davey Ortega's fan base, must be because I actually have tits and don't just act like one on TV, six down, I'll get the other six later...
MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Where was I? Oh yes, Kathy as I was saying you'll never take Chloe from me, and if you don't like seeing her chained up, don't blame me, I mean, I was getting bored with the chair and duct tape routine, but then Katherine Lockheart came through for me with a brilliant idea. I saw her announce a Prison Break Match at Sacrifice and got insanely jealous for literally 0.68 seconds when I thought she was going to give Amber, Tara, Ashley and Ayla the chance to wrestle Wentworth Miller for the Ruby Championship, nobody deserves that opportunity more than me!
NOBODY! DO YOU HEAR ME LOCKHEART!
Okay, okay, calm down girl, it's cool, nobody's wrestling Wentworth Miller at Legacy, though if there's a quicker way to boost ratings I don't know it. You should definitely look into it Mister De Montford, sir. Anyway, this Prison Break Match, its all about girls wrestling each other whilst others are chained up and forced to watch, sounds kinda kinky doesn't it? Or maybe somebody's got a little bitty crush on Cyrus Daniels and is trying to get his attention with a little subtlety. Fess up girl! You like him, don't you?
Katherine and Cyrus sitting in a tree.
K-I-L-L-I-N-G
First comes Stephen then comes Nicole,
Then comes the lead pipe to the glory hole...
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Amber, I don't know if you realise this or not, but you just struck gold this week. You couldn't have asked for any better partners to help you earn your right to choose who you want to unchain from the ring post before chain wrestling them to a decision, poetic, isn't it? Izzy and I are undefeated as a tag team...I know you don't realise it because we don't feel the need to crow about it every week like that other team of posers around here...what are their names again? Oh, it doesn't matter. Check the record books Amber, Izzy and I, we're infamous, we're so infamous we ended the Blood Diamonds in their first match! Hey come to think of it, that's not a bad tag team name, Infamous! Ooooh no, better idea! IzzFamous!
Patent it bitches!
So yeah, Amber you're teaming with the Tag Team Champions of the Underworld this week! You really are a lucky, lucky girl, you know. You are going to be luckier this time around than the last time we faced off in a tag team match, this Monday you're on the right team for a start, and we'll win you the right to pick who you want to lock up with, sadly there's no Cable in that match, but its okay, we all know the real ratings lie in hot chained up girl on girl action anyway! And at least if you start off the match we'll be spared the possibility of Ashley Michelangelo vs Tara Fenix - the only people who would see that match would be you and Ayla because you were forced to watch it from your posts. The rest of us would be going to the concession stands.
Ashley, you must be pretty mad at me right now. I cost you the chance to embarrass another veteran last week, or maybe I saved you from embarassing yourself - either way you need to understand and understand real well that Kathy is my play thing!!
MINE! MINE! MINE! ALL MINE!
YOU CAN'T HAVE HER AND I'M NOT SHARING SO THERE!
You see me stick out my tongue and wave my hands either side of my head. You see me then lower my hands and place them flat on the table.
Tara, you have a troubled past? Really? I would never have guessed! People with troubled pasts only have two choices in this life if they're not into that whole killing thing I mean, they can either be professional wrestlers or they can be X-Factor contestants, and I'm guessing you can't sing. I can, I just hate Simon Cowell so this seemed like the better career choice. Still, I don't think even you realise what you're saying anymore, one minute you're telling me that looking at me is like looking into a mirror, the next you're calling me pathetic, so I can only guess that this must be how you feel every time you look at your own reflection. I'm not one to disagree, there isn't a magic mirror in this life or the next which could fix what we're all looking at these days.
You've blinded so many people with your past that they are now completely oblivious to your present. You've peaked already, you had your moment as the Ruby Champion,that's it. There's nothing more here for you. Its time to go home now, look after your little son, go home and be that mommy you're so proud of being, I know what its like to lose my mommy and I wouldn't wish that on little Edward. If you insist on staying here and if you insist that you can still compete with the new blood like Amber, Izzy and myself, then I pity you. This little career you're holding onto, its a fool's errand, your career is beyond salvaging so why don't you go save something worth saving, something that will still be around when all the lights go out on all this.
Save yourself and while you're at it, save your three minute warnings. There's a fine line between being brave in the face of death and just being an idiot. You want to underestimate me as just somebody hiding in make up, just like Ashley did, and last week I proved her wrong simply because I wanted to and she was there. Kind of like you will be just there come Sacrifice Tara. Show me your dark side Tara, do you have cookies? Maybe a cool Darth Vader helmet? No? How about a lightsaber?
You see me stand up from the table and mime pulling out a lightsabre and wave it around.
Sheeooow, hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
A few thrusts, and clashes with my imaginary Jedi opponent, Tara Skywalker.
CRACK! CRACK!
Hummmmmmmmm.
The farce is strong within this one, but you are no match for THREE COUNT ETERNITY!
Hmmmm, Suck you do, young Skywalker!
Ashley and Ayla have taught you well in the ways of ego, the light that blinds so many, but is no match for those of us who live in the dark. I know you want to fight me Tara, you want to blame me for the dead roses Ayla received last week along with such romantic poetry literally dripping from the walls. It melts my heart. Why can't I meet a guy that thoughtful?
You see me sigh as I sit back down.
I bet its been a long time since Angel has ever done something that romantic for you, sister I feel your pain, but still, do not blame me. The last time Ayla and I were in the ring together, she tried to send me a message with her good friend Alysson, now however she has learned to hold her tongue. Young Ashley, you are teamed with two experienced veterans against a team of new blood, and I know you think that makes you safe, maybe you even think that it will be enough to assure you a victory where you can pick who you want as you look to make the most of this opportunity like anybody would, but if you take anybody's advice going into this match, take Ayla's and not Tara's. Tara has nothing left to offer you or the rest of the wrestling world. The final fizzle of her career has come and gone, she began fighting for the Ruby, now she will end that way. Remembered not as a legacy reborn, but rather as a legacy fading fast, and that excites me.
I have shown the three of you what lies in your future beyond Sacrifice through my own beloved Chloe, and to Amber, I say you're welcome. You have nothing to worry about with the greatest tag team in IWF watching your back, hashtag totally undefeated...and if you're not down with that, I got two words for you...
You see me inhale deeply before exhaling slowly and deliberately.
BLOW IT!
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to have my lawyer look over this contract...
You see me pull out an orange crayon and set it on the table on my left side. Then you see me with a white sock, that has some yellow wool stuck to it and a face with glasses drawn onto it in black marker on my right hand. I turn to address the sock.
Ahhhh, Mr Cummings, glad you could make it on such short notice. Like I told you over the phone, I have this contract that I'm not entirely happy with, maybe you could take a look and tell me what you think...
You then see Mr Cummings 'read' the contract and shake his head. You see me bring Mr Cummings to my ear and nod.
See, I told you it was unfair! It's all give Kathy Tiffany back, nothing in it for me! Why should I?
You see Mr Cummings continue to advise me, before he reaches over and picks up the crayon in his mouth and begins crossing out things, only pausing to discuss things with his client.
.....
Can we really take that out?
.....
Can we really change that? Oh Mr Cummings, what a fantastic idea!
.....
OOOOOOHHHHHHHH! You are evil!
.....
I love it!
.....
HAHAHA! THIS IS GOING TO BE GREAT! AND I THOUGHT LAW WAS SUPPOSED TO BE BORING!
I've got a contract to renegotiate so I'll see you later...
Okay?
Byeeeeeeee!
Well howdy there pardner.