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Post by veign on Nov 30, 2007 19:31:45 GMT -5
It’s a dark gloomy day in Chicago, Illinois. Wind gushing in the streets, it was as if a storm was brewing. Not many people were out on this day, but a dark shadow was seen from afar making it’s way down the streets. Long brown hair blowing in the wind as she slowly made her way down the street. She looked around as she got closer and closer to a local diner. She had a small jacket covering her body, and her arms where crossed. Her memory was blank from the past 24 hours, all she remembered is that she had to be in Chicago for December 1st. She walks into a local diner and takes a seat at a table, looking out the window. A waitress then approaches her, chewing on a piece of gum and holding a note pad.
Can I help you ma’am? Coffee to start off?
That’d be great thanks.
Yeah, comin’ right up.
The woman walks behind the counter and begins to pour a cup of coffee as Lily sits on her seat looking around when once again, images appear in her mind. The logo for GCW re-appears and the voices re-appear with it.
“You remembered my lady... Step one is complete... It’s only a matter of time... a matter of time before your destiny is reached...”
She is seen holding her head with her eyes closed tight. The waitress walks up to her with her coffee and looks at her with a confused look on her face.
You ok ma’am?
I... I’m fine.
She then takes a sip of her coffee with her hands tight around her cup. She sits silently scratching and holding her head while looking around. Would she meet anyone? Was anybody here for the same reason as her... to goto GCW? When was the next time she was to snap? The answers to these questions are unknown... for now.
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Post by darkstarr on Dec 1, 2007 0:09:58 GMT -5
"No doc, I'm telling you now, no. I have to be here for the opening! Chester will be fine with me. Look if you want to come by and take him for more tests then do it, you know where the key is. I have to stay in Chicago to try and get a contract alright?"
Becca chatters away with the doc on her cell phone as she walks down the street slowly. The news of her sister being in a accident hit her like a ton of bricks, piled ontop of a brick shit house that had already collapsed down around her. Her sneakers bend and give way to her weight every time she takes a step down the sidewalk. The breeze blows through her hair slightly as she runs her fingers through it. Back in her big striped hoodie and her tight denim jeans. As per the usual, not dressed to impress. No real need as far as Becca was concerned. She was getting hungry though....
"Doc! Please for the sweet love of God will you SHUT UP and listen to me! I HAVE to be in Chicago alright? It's not like the company is going to hold the doors for me and watch the clock you know? I'm NOT known in the business I'm a sheer nobody. Aside from Dez and a couple other people? No one, knows I EXIST! So I have to be here, I am sorry I can't take Chester for his check up but LIKE I SAID if you want to swing by and take him?
DO IT ALREADY!"
Becca snaps her cell phone shut and sighs out loudly before slipping it into her pocket. Good LORD! Men don't listen worth fuck all do they? Didn't think so. She notices the scent of food, food and more food with a side of food under the main course, of food. Becca stops and looks up at the sign. Hey, a new place. Most of her travels thus far in Chicago had been involving the little cafe she'd met Dez at, but this was someplace new. Sometimes new things are good things you know? Becca walks in slowly and looks around. Nice place, kind of.... cute in a way. She walks over to one of the free tables and takes a seat slowly. Looking around before her eyes fall on another young woman in the place, about a table away. Becca slightly tilts her head at the woman before a waitress shows up.
"Hey there ma'am. You want somethin?"
"Uh... I don't know what you have, but alright. I'll just take a..."
"Can I suggest the coffee hun? Maybe to tide you over until you read all of our menus?"
"Uh, yeah. Let's go with that."
"Alright."
Becca somewhat confused, watches at the waitress walks off. Dude, was she actually chewing gum? Oh God DAMN dude! Becca tries not to laugh at the 50's nostalgia cafe feel hits her just about as much as the breeze did on the way in. She shakes her head a bit, smiling as she taps her fingers against the table she's seated at. Lots on her mind, lots and lots and lots. Becca would do best to try and ignore, or forget said things. If you've been paying attention at all? You know.... Becca..?
"I hate.... my life." |
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Post by veign on Dec 1, 2007 0:43:03 GMT -5
Lily was sipping at her coffee quietly when the a “ding” sound was heard and another woman had stepped through the door. She was still trying to figure out all of the black outs, and the voices as she took sips at her coffee. It wasn’t the best of coffee, but it’d do for now. She rubbed her arms as she noticed the other woman looking at her. She started rubbing at her head when the voices suddenly re-appeared.
“Your in Chicago now my lady... No friends... No one you know, you are all alone. Now’s your chance to make a friend... The woman sitting across from you... Go talk to her... make friends my lady...”
She was getting tired of these voices, and it brought a splitting head ache to her head. She reached into her purse and pulled out two asprins. She swallowed them back with a sip of her coffee as she slowly stood up and made her way over to the booth across from her where the other woman was sitting.
H... Hi. I noticed you looking at me when you came in... like you’ve seen me somewhere before or something. Is there somebody I remind you of or something...
What was she supposed to say? She had to have a reason to just walk up to someone. She stood there with her arms crossed, looking at the woman as she held her coffee in one hand.
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Post by darkstarr on Dec 1, 2007 0:49:32 GMT -5
"Oh...
No, sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you or anything, you just..... kind of stand out in a crowd you know what I mean? Some people can blend in with everyone like a chameleon and stuff. Others, really stick out like sore thumbs. But uh.... yeah, you kind of do remind me of someone. I just can't remember her name....
Names.. oh, right. Sorry. My name's Becca, and... you are?"
Becca waves her hand across the table, offering the other seat to the young woman standing across from her. It was true you know, Becca could have sworn this lady reminded her of someone. She just had no idea who, kind of like.... "one of those faces" you know? Sometimes you just think you recognize people, sometimes you're right sometimes you're wrong. Either way, it had gotten Becca's attention. It also got the other woman's attention once Becca had been caught, not so graciously stare at her from across the way. Busted much? She rolls up her sleeves slowly as she smiles up at the woman. |
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Post by veign on Dec 1, 2007 1:03:43 GMT -5
She was always known to stick out in a crowd. Lily wasn’t like the “normal kids” so to say. She always had her own unique view on things. This woman seemed nice. She seemed a little familiar as well. She took a seat across from Becca, placing her coffee down in front of her. She then wiped the hair out of her eyes and looked at her.
It’s no problem... I get what you mean. I’ve always been one to stand out more than others. Just been having a rough day so far. My attitude might not be the best right now... My names Lily... Lily Winters. Just got here in Chicago not too long ago actually...
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Post by darkstarr on Dec 1, 2007 1:15:14 GMT -5
"That's a really nice name. Lily Winters. That's cool. My last name is Crowley, family legacy kind of thing. Not allowed to change it type deal. I've never met anyone anywhere with the last name Winters. That's really.... cool..
No pun intended..
Anyway! Just got into Chicago huh? I live here myself, not exactly by CHOICE mind you but I have something good semi lined up for now so, I'm fine with it. Standing out is not always a bad thing though Lily. I kind of pride myself on standing out to be honest, it's really kind of a personal issue. Family thing, long time ago. Yadda yadda.... moving on.
So why are you here in Chicago Lily? If you don't mind me asking or anything." |
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Post by veign on Dec 1, 2007 1:29:02 GMT -5
Well... I heard of this grand opening on December 1st for a wrestling company... GCW? Don’t know if you’ve heard about it.
Wrestling’s always been my dream. Now here is my chance to fulfill it. I’ve been in training for the past couple of years... with some stepping stones getting in the way of my career... but that’s a story for another day. Long story short, I was told to come to Chicago after “sources” hearing of this new wrestling company... a place where my destiny could be fulfilled...
Sounds a little corny... I know, but this is my dream, and I don’t plan on missing my chance to show the world what I can do.
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Post by darkstarr on Dec 1, 2007 1:34:38 GMT -5
"No way...
You got to be shitting me. I'm STAYING in Chicago for the EXACT same company! I found out about GCW through the internet, I have a trainer lined up and already by like... a total fluke chance, talked to one of the General Managers of the freaking company. That's awesome, I didn't know you were a wrestler. From the sounds of it you have WAAAAAAAAAAAY more training than I do. I've had three months of official training, and one match in which I got steam rolled like pastry dough."
Becca laughs a bit as the waitress from before slowly makes her way over to the table both Becca herself, and now Lily were seated at. She smiles up at the waitress as the coffee is set down in front of her on a small little saucer. Becca picks it up and stares down into the liquid slowly, her eyes seem to slightly daze off for a moment. Melissa, loved going to places like this. She always used to talk about how it made her feel in such an urban setting. Becca snaps out of it, shaking her head off as she looks across to Lily and smiles again.
"So how long have you wanted this? I mean I know you said it's your dream and you've had a couple years training. But how long has it been your dream you know? Saying something has "always" been a dream doesn't always give the best time line you know?" |
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Post by veign on Dec 1, 2007 2:20:38 GMT -5
Seriously? Ha, what a coincidence. You talked to one of the GM’s? Wow, that’s great. I haven’t talked to any of them yet, and probably won’t get the chance to until the season begins. I like the fact that it’s all ran by girls though, shows the men out there who run companies that us girls can do what they do AND better. As for my training, I was lucky to find a trainer in Philly willing to train me... As for how long I’ve wanted this for... Umm, I’d say about 10 years... I mean, I grew up in a family where I was the middle child... always the one to get ignored... I had nothing better to do then to watch TV, and the odd time play outside. I discovered wrestling, watching old time wrestling, seeing women like “Fabulous” Moolah and Sensational Sherry inspired me. Moolah brought women’s wrestling into the wrestling business... and I’ve always admired that heel side of Sherry... So ever since then, I’ve watched wrestling and seen women’s wrestling evolve. Now I want to be one of the women remembered as to whom revolutionized the sport in our division.
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Post by darkstarr on Dec 1, 2007 3:39:28 GMT -5
"I kind of watch it every now and then myself. Guess it's really just a hobby for me.
Ten years though? Wow, pretty well invested dream if you ask me. Not fleeting or anything huh. It seems just about everyone I've met thus far in Chicago recently, is here for that company GCW. Guess it's drawn a lot of people in from various places. Must have been well promoted when I found it on the internet. But yeah I like how it's women running it too. I've heard about Amanda Wallace, I just don't know a whole lot about her. The General Manager I met though I've seen on television before. Kimberly Masters from Toronto I think."
Becca blows softly against the steam coming off of her coffee cup. She takes a sip of it slowly while her mind fights itself between distracting from the stress, and running from the pain. The Melissa situation wasn't by any sense of the meaning, done. Becca still could barely think straight, could barely hold her smile in public. Had the issue of wondering if she should go or not, all of that. She sets her cup down softly as she smiles at Lily across the table. Sometimes just forgetting about issues was a good thing. Sometimes just forgetting about issues was a seriously bad thing that comes back to bite you in the ass when you don't even expect it too. Becca was going through one of those times, right now. She rolls her sleeves back up a bit as they begin to fall before running her fingers through her hair.
"I'm not really focused on trying to be a big big name. I mean it's a fine goal for you and I'm sure, for tons of other wrestlers who will show up. It's just like I said, this is really more of a hobby for me. I've had one match and I only agreed to it for the paycheck. Of course when I talked to Kimmy about it, she did say that my interest in the business could evolve over time. Which I guess would be normal, to start something for one reason and end up having a completely different one to continue it." |
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Post by veign on Dec 1, 2007 17:59:18 GMT -5
I’ve never been in a real wrestling company... so I don’t know what it feels like when your in a real match. But I can’t wait to debut. I myself have only heard a little bit about the owners as well. I know there are two brands, and both women, from what I here seem very reasonable. I wouldn’t mind being on any of there shows. As long as I got to do what I’ve always wanted to do. I’m sure, with time you’ll end up being one of the big names in the women’s division. You seem focused on being here, here only. So what IS your goal in GCW? What do you hope to accomplish?
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Post by darkstarr on Dec 1, 2007 18:06:42 GMT -5
"My goal?.... Huh..
Well aside from a paycheck, I'm not sure I really have one right now. I'm sure I wouldn't mind being at least somewhat successful at it. Might be a hobby but it's still something. Better to do something well then to do it half assed you know what I mean? I can't stand it when people don't do anything during life. They just put in lack luster effort towards all things and expect life to give them everything they could ever want you know? It's kind of sad, when some people can work so hard in life, doing everything they can in order to get ahead...
Yet others, slide by on minimal effort and get shit handed to them on a silver platter. My sister did that, I couldn't stand that crap. She'd slide on MY hard work and get away with it cause we're twins. So she'd take credit for something someone saw ME do, but claim it was her. Considering for a long while, we had the exact same hair color.... and the contacts she used to match MY eye color. She got away with it till I dyed my hair. I hate that kind of crap." |
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Post by veign on Dec 1, 2007 23:06:19 GMT -5
That must’ve sucked... I grew up with two brothers... yeah, I know... the horror. Plus I was the middle child. But I guess I have being the middle child to thank... If I weren’t always being ignored, I may have not gotten the chance to wrestle. My brothers always used to make fun of me, tease me, pull pranks on me, and most of all... get me in trouble. I guess you could say that’s why I stuck out as well... I never had many friends... But hey, I’m probably boring you with all this babbling, so I’ll stop.
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Post by hollows on Dec 2, 2007 1:57:38 GMT -5
He had been searching Chicago left and right, trying to find the institute from the files he found back in his room. No luck though, plus it was cold out. Walking down the street, he wears his normal white jeans, with a black and red hoodie, to keep warm. There wasn't much he could do to stay out of the cold while searching, cause he didn't have his car here in Chicago.
With none of his questions having answers to them yet, he notices a cafe type of place across the way. Deciding that it might be a good idea to stop and eat, he checks for cars and makes his way across. He approaches the door, walking in. Shivering from the cold, he walks to the nearest open table, spotting two young women about five or six tables down.
Upon sitting, he took out the files and began reading them over again. The waitress walks over, and surprises him.
Hello sir, what can I get you today?
Oh..um...What do you have...?
I can get you a menu sir. Would you like a cup of coffee while you search?
Thank you...and yes please.
The lady turns and walks off. He turns back to the files. There was something very odd about the last name being scratched out. It began to make since though. The tombstone was that of his wifes, Corey had figured that much out. It had to be. The name was scratched out on the engraving as well......
Here's your coffee and your menu sir. Enjoy.
Thank you.....
The lady walks off again....and he stares off infront of him, thinking. |
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Post by rose on Dec 2, 2007 2:16:07 GMT -5
After a rigorous training session at a local Chicago gym, Kenisha comes wandering into the cafe' to replenish some of her energy. Dressed in her gym clothes still. Gray hooded sweatshirt, white t-shirt underneath, gray sweatpants, black Air Nike sneakers. She smiles tiredly as she enters the door. Kenisha slowly made her way through the shop. Looking around at the unfamiliar faces that were in here. She arrived at an empty table. Not too far away from the man who just entered the place. Just a table away from where he's sitting. Taking a seat in an empty chair and patiently waiting for a waitress to come take her order. She rests her arms ontop of the table as she waits. Wasn't too long for waitress to arrive at her table and greet her...
Waitress: "How may I help you today m'am?"
Kenisha looked up with a smile on her face and responded...
"Ah, yes. I'll have a glass of water is all."
Waitress: "Alright m'am. I'll get that right up for you."
The waitress headed off to get Kenisha her water. She began to nod her head and whistle a little bit as she waited. Looking around the cafe', she watched for split seconds what was going on around her. Didn't seem too busy. As she was looking around, she ended up making eye contact with the man who entered before her. On instinct, she politely smiled and nodded to him. Her way of saying "Hi." to a stranger without speaking when she made eye contact with them.
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