DARKSIDE
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MINION & ANGEL
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Post by DARKSIDE on Dec 6, 2009 13:27:43 GMT -6
In the aftermath of Ground Zero, and the crowning of the new CWE Divas Champion, another page has turned and a new chapter has only begun.
The first person to make her appearance is Angel, who went the distance in the Battle Royal, only to be taken down by Violet Rayne in the final moments of their brutal confrontation. Amidst the eruptions of pyro from the stage, Angel emerges and slithers her way toward the ring. She plays to the crowd, seductively gyrating her slender body as she walks down the ramp. She hops up on the apron and slides in between the ropes, just before posing for the crowd. She walks over to the edge of the ring and picks up a mic left by one of the ringside attendants.
CWE! How ya doin', babies?!!![/b]
The crowd cheers back in response as Angel seems surprisingly upbeat for having fallen short in her match the night before.
What a Pay-Per-View last night, huh? That Battle Royal was sooooo good! Ohhh...all that delicious PAIN! Makes me drool just thinking about it again. I'm not here tonight to call out the champion. There's a new #1 Contender now, but I will get another shot. It's just a matter of time. Congratulations to Violet for giving me as much Hell as I put her through. She's a worthy champion.
Speaking of "worthy champions", I gotta give a shout-out to my brother Minion for becoming the new CWE Hardcore Champion!! He did everything he said he would, and he proved to everyone he has what it takes to rise above and conquer!
....as do I. Sure, last night wasn't quite what I had hoped for, but as I said....I wasn't in it for the title. Not....at first. When the match came down to just Violet and myself, I began to realize how close I actually was to taking that belt home with me....and I kind of liked it! The championship symbolizes dominance and anyone who wears it is looked upon as the "Alpha Bitch" in this fed. Looking back, maybe I shouldn't have gone out and gotten so "sloppy drunk" the night before my match. My head was still pounding with a killer hangover, and getting dropped on the back of my neck didn't feel any better. Next time, I'll have to go in a little more "straight edge" than I was last time, and saved the boozing for after I win and have the chance to celebrate.
But....I'm getting too far ahead of myself. For the time being, I'll have no choice but to sit back and watch the new #1 Contender get her bouncy little butt handed to her by the new champion.
Isn't that right......KASEY??[/b]
Angel lowers her mic and bares her teeth as she snarls and shoots a burning stare toward the entrance ramp, awaiting a response..........
(tag)
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Post by Kasey Kasey on Dec 6, 2009 14:27:09 GMT -6
As the crowd waited for Kasey Kasey's grand Mayhem debut the titantron above the screen suddenly looks like a messenger receiver on a cell phone. The arena making the noise a phone makes to signify such a message, the audience then look towards the screen, but not before checking their own cell phones. Apparently the entire crowd had the same 3G network. The message then reads: "Hi. It's so hard to believe, isn't? Already being number one contender of the Divas Championship? I've only even had one match in the league, yet, I'm already getting an opportunity, people like that freaky Angel only wished they had, had." The message goes away, then the beep happens again as another appears on the screen. This time, Kasey Kasey was underneath the titantron, in casual wear, a microphone tucked between her chin and chest, and her very pink cell phone clutched between her hands as she continues to type the next message. The message on the screen then reads: "I mean, I said I had my eyes were set to the title. So winning was inevitable, inevitable." Kasey Kasey's eyes get wide, to signify her determined eyes. She continues to text her watching audience. The arena beeps again: "Wouldn't you agree, agree? Angel looks like such a tramp, and her eyes, well, they lack the right pupil dilation to ever look as determined as mine do. Plus, she wears next to nothing. She's certainly an attention whore, wearing such a short skirt. How can one ever have championship ambitions looking like she does? Anyways, I'll text you later! Ciao, ciao - Kasey Kasey"[/font][/color] As the message fades away, the huge screen suddenly has Kasey Kasey's smile as she puts her cell phone away, and grabs her microphone, "Sorry for being kinda late, I was texting my friends, and I love my friends, friends" she smiles innocently, acting like Angel didn't read anything that was just on the huge screen. She then claps twice, "So, what's up? Great match last night by the way, it was a real nail biter, I thought for sure Violet was just going to hit her Kudo Driver on everyone, and end the match in minutes. I guess I was wrong, you really did put a decent fight, fight." She gives her two thumbs up, "You're a great competitor, your championship ambitions shine brightly on all our amazing fans, wouldn't you agree, agree?"
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DARKSIDE
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MINION & ANGEL
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Post by DARKSIDE on Dec 6, 2009 15:16:08 GMT -6
Angel tilts her head to the side and looks very confused. She walks over to the ropes and leans up against them as she lifts her mic again.....
Cheese 'n rice! Don't any of you little rodents know how to speak English? Do I have to be looped up on happy pills just for you to make sense? **giggle**
So, which is it, Kasey? Am I a whore, or a legit threat to the title? A legit threat to........YOU! Before you spit out your answer, you'd do well to choose your words VERY carefully. That is, if you even "spit" at all. That's not what I heard backstage. Ha ha haa.....
As nice as it is to see you out here responding to me and all that...I can't say it was very smart. Now, I've got a proposition for you. You have a really high opinion of yourself. I mean, you're the #1 Contender. You've got that going for you, but I was sort of the "next in line" seeing how my match ended with Violet laying on top of me, all sweaty and out of breath! Mmmmm...it was a good night! So....forgive me if I take acception to your claim to the first title shot.
Before you trot off into the sunset in your attempt at making history, how about proving you really are "the chosen one" in a little contest.....
YOU and ME....in a TLC match....with the #1 Contender contract up for grabs. It's your call, sweet cheeks. Ya see....some people make history, and others simply become history. Which path will YOU choose?[/b]
Angel lowers her mic again and taunts Kasey from the ring as the crowd becomes noticably more intense....
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Post by Kasey Kasey on Dec 6, 2009 15:46:11 GMT -6
A flustered look goes over Kasey's face as she tries to give Angel a look of sympathy. Obviously she loved gimmick matches, but this wasn't Total Nonstop Action Wrestling. There had to be build between two characters before they went off in a gimmick match up. "Well, we can't have a TLC match when we absolutely have no build against each other. Gimmick matches are for pay-per-views. This is a regular show, we have to make our bookers look smart, and having a TLC match right after a pay-per-view isn't a good idea. We aren't in a hardcore division. At all, all." She laughs innocently, "And I have absolutely no clue where you got 'who...' from. I never personally called you one, one." Again, Kasey Kasey was playing with the idea that Angel couldn't read and/or didn't read the text message that was on the large titantron screen. The message was for her friends, so obviously Angel wasn't on that contact list.
Her face then flushes a violent red, "And your sexual references are absurd. I was a the president of the Celibacy Club in high school, I would never do such a thing! I strongly believe in giving that honor to my future husband, husband. What you're suggesting is certainly in your range of expertise, I'm certain, certain." She then mimics the pose of Angel in the ring, and tries to do her voice, it was actually pretty accurate. "Calling everything your 'baby' and constantly saying 'sweaty', and 'hot,' and your heavy breathing. Just look at how your dressed! Do you WANT all the males in the audience to feel tingly feelings because of you, you?" She shakes her head, closing her eyes in disgust. "Certainly if I would choose a word to describe you? It would be a 'whor...' sorry, I can't say it, but you get what I mean!" Apparently Kasey Kasey text messaging, and Kasey Kasey talking were two different Kasey Kasey's. "Judging by how you dress, and how you present yourself, your aspirations aren't solely on professional wrestling are they? So why do you even want a championship? So you can break into that other business, business?" She opens her eyes wide, "That's just so wrong, and gives our championship a bad reputation. We're supposed to be role-models to young girls, and just the thought of you winning that championship makes me cry inside, inside."
A look of sadness over comes her face, she snuffles loudly "I know for a fact I wouldn't want my little sister to watch this program if you were champion. I can tell you that much, much."
She then pulls out of her cell phone, and places the microphone between her chin and chest once more as the titantron screen once again, is a text message receiver. Using her golden thumbs, she types another message, "Just who does this whore think she is? I'm number one contender, like hell I would put my contendership at risk against her. Of all people, people."[/font][/size]
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DARKSIDE
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Post by DARKSIDE on Dec 6, 2009 17:53:15 GMT -6
Angel drops her head and laughs to herself, shaking her head....
Oh really? You're serious about all that? I liked you better when you were talking nonsense. Now, you're just pissing me off!
I can understand why you'd want to duck out of a match like that. If I mucked up that pretty face of yours, you'd have to start pretending you're somebody else. Maybe.....Quasimodo? Or that big, retarded mutant guy from "The Goonies"? Oh, it won't be pretty! We can still have a regular, boring kind of match if you want. You know, just for the Hell of it. Even if it's not for a title shot or contendership, I'd still love to feel your flesh beneath my nails, digging in deep as your delightful screams ring through my ears like cats mating on Halloween night! Sound like fun, Kasey.
What a shame you're wussing out on my offer. This whole company is gonna suffer now. With you next in line, the Divas title match is going to be a friggin' piss break. Violet Rayne will eat you for dinner, babe. You see....her mind works on a totally different wavelength than the rest of you Botox'd Barbie dolls. She needs to lock horns with someone who can meet her at her own level. Somebody who isn't going to crumble when the mind games get too heavy. Fuck, you can't even handle the thought of facing ME in a decent match. You might have squeaked through that #1 Contender match, but nobody in that match is competition for the champ. That's why I was in the title hunt last night, and you were playing Hello Kitty slumber party with your little BFFs!
It makes me wanna puke. CWE needs an honest competitor as the top contender for ANY of its championships. Instead, we have a self-important piece of chicken shit with an identity crisis!
You can sit up there and preach the rules of engagement until you're blue in the face, but it's just the management's way of coddling little pansies like you from actually earning their paychecks! We can't have a TLC match, huh? Awww....boo frickity HOO!! Since you have such a hard-on for a Diva who works for "that other company", why not take a page out of their book then? How about a swimsuit contest? Or maybe we could roll around in pudding for 10 minutes? Or, you could stop trying to be something you're obviously NOT and fight me like someone who deserves their spot in the title hunt.
It can wait until the PPV if you'd rather wait that long. As for "build up", since you think this needs to be drawn out even longer.....[/b]
Angel steps down out of the ring and begins stomping up the entrance ramp...
lemme start by shoving that stupid cell phone of yours straight up your ASS![/b]
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Post by Violet Rayne on Dec 6, 2009 20:02:05 GMT -6
Well if that wasn't a music cue, then nothing was or ever would be.
I'm flying. I'm flying. I'm flying.
The lights in the CWE arena dim as someone is obviously flying their way into this segment. Slightly disturbing images flash across the screen until the first cymbal crashes, bringing the CWE Diva Champion exploding from between the curtains. Bangin' her head like it was a $5 dollar garage show, dragging the gold behind her like Eyore's lost tail. The crowd exploded with her as it seemed what ever flag she was flying under was alright with a good number of them. Maybe it was the Kudo Driver aka the Pineapple, because she loved hearing the announcers scream 'Pineapple!' when she watched the replays. Or maybe it was because her music literally loosened bolts. Or maybe it was her violet hue. Or maybe it was the end of the world and it was her time to shine. Or maybe it was a combination of everything plus the moon being just right that brought the crowd to their feet and Viole(n) Rayne into the ring as the music faded away.
She held the title over her head a while longer. She liked the weight of it, but she loved the extra digits it represented. The first thing she did, after waking up from a slight coma, was check her bank account and smile. Mr. Johnson knew how to make those numbers dance. The second thing she had done was rather private. But the third she had done was watch Kasey Kasey win the #1 slot about twenty times. It was Kasey Kasey she locked eyes with as she slowly lowered her belt in an obvious attempt to get under her skin. The crowd loved it.
"You hear that?" She asks, using a mic. "Spooky A? Kasey Clean? Did you hear the noise and see the lights? Did you feel this pressure dome move?" She turned to each, but continues before any real answer could come. "Did you hear this crowd!? They want the rock show 24/7. They want the end of times. They want the sick violence in high res. They want the CWE Diva Champion Viole(n)t Rayne!" The crowd agreed with her 100% they wanted all of those things and oh, so much more. As long as Mr. Johnson was plugging her account straight in. She was going to do her best to deliver it.
"Spooky A," She was working her way up. "I hear you saying the same things you said last episode. But the only difference is you ate Pineapple and fell back down the gravity well to sweet Mother Earth. Boom!" Violet Rayne jumped back from the imaginary impact, shielding her eyes for a moment before looking at Spooky A again. "Ground Zero, Spooky A. It happened and you're zero no more. You're in the low hole, talkin' like you're on fire with the now? You should go find Smurfette and play Little House on the Darkside. Nothing personal but you definitely have to be this tall to ride this ride."
She held her hand at Kasey Kasey's exact height. Violet had somehow claimed the center of the ring as her rightful place. Taking a moment to change her focus, and adjust her Championship belt to catch the lights just so. She turned her considerable attention to Kasey Kasey. "Well, just look at you." She said in her cutest voice, a tad mockingly. "Kasey Clean and the Bangs Brigade in the North-West Pressure Dome with me?" She actually did think it was all very cute, but she wasn't stupid. Kasey was the definition of dirtgirl, but she was no squid. She was jock all time. "All of my planets must be aligned." She also felt she could totally take her and saw nothing but Pineapple in Kasey's future and continued monetary bliss for herself.
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Post by Shane Andrews on Dec 7, 2009 3:00:35 GMT -6
"Here comes the money... here comes the money..."The music begins to play, as the CWE G.M. Shane Andrews walks out onto the stage. Mic in hand, he begins to speak to the 'divas' in the ring... "Ladies, ladies... looks like we have some things to straighten out.
First, Ms. Rayne... congratulations on winning the CWE Diva Championship.
And to Ms. Kasey... congratulations to you as well, on becoming #1 contender.
And finally, Ms. Angel... nice work, going the distance, nearly winning the title yourself."Shane smiles, and continues... "Now, with that said... listening to some valid points made by all of you... I've come to a decision, I hope you all can agree on.
Tonight, in that very ring , we will have a triple threat match between the three of you... with some stipulations put in place, accordingly.
With the Diva Championship match to be held at Battle Bowl between Kasey Kasey and our Champion, Violet Rayne... the winner of this match, be it Violet Rayne or Kasey Kasey... she will decide the fate of the title match at the PPV."Shane pauses, and his focus turns to Angel... "Now, Angel... don't think I've forgotten your role in all of this... CWE is a place for opportunity... and this one will be given to you.
I've decided... if you come out the winner of this match, you will be named the next #1 contender, and will face whoever comes out of Battle Bowl with the title.
This decision is final, and will not be over turned. Good luck, ladies."Shane smiles, and exits the arena, saying what he need to say...
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