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Post by Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades on Feb 21, 2008 0:45:19 GMT -5
"*Sigh*..."
Amy shakes her head, looking at the computer screen in front of her. The Roster Page of Jacob Cruise. And if her and Boston lost tonight?
She'd have to go on a date with him.
"Lor, Lor, Lor... why am I thinking you're the lucky one out of the two of us?"
She logged out on the page.
Described to a tee, a sexist, womanizing pig. Not denying a thing, is what he said. *Sigh*... at least Cameron looked like he TRIED to defend his pervertedness... and hide from sexisms... Cruise?
"I'm so gonna have to get like, a lid for my drinks if we lose. I know it. He's gonna try to get me drunk and slip something into my drink...
This better not be solo 1 on 1 dates..."
She grumbled as she pulled down a skin-tight workout shirt, adjusting her small, tight, shorts, and heading out the door with a bag. Time for a freaking work out. No way in hell she wanted to lose this thing and get stuck with that pig. |
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Post by Bou on Feb 21, 2008 1:00:31 GMT -5
<·†·>Who was already in the place, the training area, that Amy was heading to? Why, none other than Isadora. After accepting a challenge laid out by one of the biggest men she had seen in her entire life time. He was gargantuan. He was massive. He was... you get the point! So, there she was in the gym. She wasn't alone some of people who control the entrance lights and make sure the sound is in check for live events were there too. They were doing small workouts, nothing special like the superstars usually partake in. She grunted out as her fist landed against the 60 lb punching bag. It moved it on its chain, but barely. She landed another and a quick follow up from that with what would have been a body shot. Again, the bag moved but barely. What could you expect from someone who's only 115 lbs? Not even fully twice the bags weight? It didn't matter. She continued to beat on the bag as best as she could, only moving it a couple of inches with each blow.<·†·>
"Gotta... prove myself tonight. Gotta do something worthwhile." |
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Post by Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades on Feb 21, 2008 1:04:52 GMT -5
She smiled, setting down her bags in the gym before folding her arms, and leaning back against the wall. Was she sore about being pinned by her at the house show last week? Hell no, Isa's been coming a long way from being the timid rookie that was found down south.
"Isa...
Just remember. Jason's gonna be like, over 300 pounds heavier than that thing...
You're gonna have to improvise." |
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Post by Jack McArthur on Feb 21, 2008 1:08:46 GMT -5
" Ahh,...my head. "
In the gym, in a far corner, slouched on the ground, using a wall to support his back, sat Jack McArthur. His head sat on the edge of his palms. What was the cause of this? A hangover. Yes, they get the best of us sometimes, put they cause a load of pain. Why was Jack McArthur in the gym? Well he was supposed to be training for his match for the Extreme Warfare Championship match coming up. Jack muttered to himself.
" Hangovers.....l hate them "
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Post by Bou on Feb 21, 2008 1:11:57 GMT -5
<·†·>She landed one more punch on the bag before turning her head and seeing her friend, Amy, leaned against the wall. They were recently pitted against each other in a house show, which... Isa eliminated her. She saw the opportunity and took it, just like Amy had taught her to do.. She smiled brightly and stepped away from the bag, stretching a bit.<·†·>
"This is like the heaviest thing in here though. I don't know what else I could practice on... And you saw that huh? Yeah, I'm probably gonna get murdered out there to tell you the truth... Hehe. Got Jason in the match as well as that other guy that goes by The Man." |
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Post by Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades on Feb 21, 2008 1:14:00 GMT -5
"At least you don't have to date anybody if you lose."
She pushes off of the wall, glancing back at Jack cowering in the corner. Drunk.
"I'm stuck with a sexist pig it looks like if Boston and I can't pull this off.
So... yeah, gotta make sure that I can prevent that." |
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Post by Bou on Feb 21, 2008 1:17:43 GMT -5
<·†·>Turning her attention to Jack she waved brightly and smiled slightly.<·†·>
"Hi Mr. McArthur."
<·†·>Turning her attention back to Amy she placed her hands behind her head, pressing down on her neck as she leaned to the side slightly. Trying to either pop her neck or her back, whichever happened to do so.<·†·>
"You have to go out on a date with someone if you lose your match? Why did you agree to something like that? You're talking about that Jacob Cruise guy aren't you? I saw a bit of that... but my TV started acting up like, halfway through." |
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Post by Jack McArthur on Feb 21, 2008 1:24:09 GMT -5
Uh ohh, company. Time to play it smooth Jack. Using both his hands as a boost, Jack picked himself up from the ground. He then made his way over to a bench. Yes, a nice hard, comfy bench. With one jump, Jack planted himself on top of the bench. Hold on, someone was calling him. Left hand rested against his head, as he turned his attention to the two girls in the room.
" Uhh Hi. "
Jackgave them a big grin, as his head throbbed with pain. |
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Post by thebostonstar on Feb 21, 2008 1:27:57 GMT -5
Boston was sitting down, resting, with a towel weaved around her neck, across her shoulders. She had been in complete focus for the last hour, working out throughout the entire training area, trying to be as fit as she could for her upcoming match against Cameron Kincaid, a person she just didn't want to deal with anymore, despite the feelings that have been rushing through her lately. Letting out a sigh as she dragged the towel off her shoulders, to wipe her face, she stood up, eyes closed, trying to bring herself back into complete concentration mode. "I have a feeling I'm going to hate what happens after the match, regardless." She whispers to herself as she heads past the group of people, so oblivious to her surroundings, that she didn't realize her tag-team partner was practically right next to her.
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Post by Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades on Feb 21, 2008 1:43:37 GMT -5
"And there she goes...
HEY! LOR! Anyway we can trade guys if we lose?
I soooooooooo don't wanna be with Cruise..."
She glanced up from her little conversation with Isa to shout out to her partner. |
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Post by thebostonstar on Feb 21, 2008 1:53:49 GMT -5
Lor shook her head surprised as she turned around, and noticed her partner calling out to her. Putting on a smile, she walked over to the group, patted Amy on the shoulder. "We aren't going to lose Amy," she replied with an assuring tone, giving her a confident smile, "...and if by some slim chance that we do...well...goodluckwithcruise." She giggled a bit, as she said the last part of her sentence fairly fast, "I'm sorry, but after Cruise's little showing...I'm somewhat glad I'll get paired up with Cameron. At least he can be gentleman at times, right?" She paused for a few seconds, no why was she taken seriously there. "Blah, what am I kidding, the situation stinks either way."
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Post by Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades on Feb 21, 2008 1:57:51 GMT -5
"You're telling me. I think I'm going to get one of those toddler slurpee lids for my beverages if push comes to shove. God only knows, 1.) how long its been since he's been with a woman, and 2.)? What lengths he'll go to to rectify that... so... yeah."
She bit on her lower lip, looking at the heavy bag that Isa was working on.
"But, hey, I can always practice my right hook, right?" |
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