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Post by Lessien Melwasul on Mar 23, 2008 7:21:07 GMT -5
~The Velvet Underground grabs the attention as only it can and the pipework monkeys turn on the big expensive lights for the first and probably last time tonight as Lessien Melwasul's shadow crosses the steel grates of the stage. Another PPV. Another night to shine as only she could. The only thing different tonight was she had nothing left to prove. She could only keep raising the bar each and every time.~
Announcer: And what PPV would be complete without Lessien Melwasul gracing the stage? Last month she defended her title in a brutal triple threat against two of the best women GCW had to offer. What does she have in her twisted little mind this month?
~What indeed? Betty was in the drivers seat as usual, driving them to the center of the ring and hoisting the golden stamp that said 'perfection' better than any 2,000 word promo ever could. Betty and Alice, Alice and Betty the order hardly mattered as the results were always the same.~
Always.
~Alice purred as the music slowly faded and the lights centered on her shaded, down turned eyes.~
I'm just a girl.
~Betty looked up slowly.~
Always tell the truth sweet Alice. Never tell a lie. We are no more a girl than the Sun is just a star. The Sun, The Moon, The Truth. Everything that spins around so far above. The perfect mirror for me as I ascend to very peaks only to add my height to it.
~Alice was lost in her own words, even Betty believed.~
Of the fucking poetry of it all is the only thing left that can touch me.
~Betty waves a lazy hand around.~
Touch if you can.
Shelby Steele, Erin O'Shaunessy, Michelle Wilson, Nicole Storm, Lauren Blayze.
Say my name.
You all already have. Now it's my turn to say yours. I truly don't care what else you have going on in your precious little lives. Your little dramas. Your wagging tales. I demand your attention Lovers. let's see what happens next.
~Betty lowers her microphone.~
That's quite a list of names Lessien has called out. What could possibly be on her mind?
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Post by Shelby Danes on Mar 24, 2008 15:18:26 GMT -5
"Okay, so I lost, I'm sorry." A pleading Shelby Steele voice booms as she's seen walking up the entrance stage, stopping before she gets onto the ramp, placing a free hand on her hip. "I had all intentions of winning last week, and I don't blame anyone but myself for my loss. When I arched my back to pour Maple Syrup on deeply disturbed Michelle Wilson, I saw you in the balcony, and I just couldn't concentrate on the match anymore. I suppose you can say I grew excited, because I wasn't aware if you were even going to show up that night Mistre--Lessien, and when I finally realized that Jennifer was about to go for the pin, it was too late." Her shoulders sunk down, "I'm sorry I disappointed you Mistress--I'm sorry, it just slipped again," Shelby looked to be having trouble confronting Lessien. She felt ashamed that she allowed her emotions to get the best of her just a week before, she only hoped that Lessien watched her second match that night, where she got the chance to redeem herself, and did so. Making Jennifer Drew tap out, and then getting the pinfall on the remaining Erin O'Shaunessy. "I fully deserve what you have mind for me tonight. I fully deserve not being able to handle you in a singles match up. Even though Michelle Wilson was the one pinned. Even though there's rumors of a pregnant Lauren Blayze. Even though Nicole Storm looks to be uninterested, and even though I beat Erin O'Shaunessy, I fully deserve what you're going to do tonight, and I only hope that I get taught my lesson." A frown grows on Shelby's face, as she looks down towards the ground, defeated.
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Post by Lessien Melwasul on Mar 24, 2008 17:53:28 GMT -5
~Betty kept her eyes on the first to arrive. The first of course was Shelby Steele who had been riding Lessien hard for her shot.~
Shut up.
~Betty snapped as Alice smiled.~
Do you really think you know what I'm going to do? Do you think I'm actually going to take away something you deserve? Maybe I should since you seem to think that way, hmm?
~Betty pointed to the ring.~
You still want to play Mistress with me. Lover? Fine, then move that subservient ass of yours into this ring, stand in front of me and wait for everything to fall in place.
~She looked to the stage.~
This isn't just a test for you, Lover. This is a test of the entire Debutante roster which I have seriously grown to doubt. I don't care what they have planned. I don't care what matches they've dreamed up. They can have them. But I will have
Erin O'Shaunessy,
Michelle Wilson,
Nicole Storm,
and Lauren Blayze out here to hear what I say, and I will have them now.
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Post by danedynamite on Mar 24, 2008 18:37:08 GMT -5
Foxy Foxy by Rob Zombie plays and on the stage appears Lauren Blayze, she is not dressed to wrestle as company policy has forbidden her to do so, and at four and half months who knows what damage she has already caused to it.
"As much as it pains me to say that I agree with a Steele even if it is spelled with an 'E' on the end, the rumors are indeed true I am pregnant. As I do not wish to harm my child any more than I might have done by wrestling pregnant and company policy forbids it too, I won't be wrestling you tonight Lessien. I will not risk losing my child, not one bit, despite what you all may think I have a lot of love to give! So Lessien you'll have to wait to find out if you are better than me... LOVER!"
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Post by Lessien Melwasul on Mar 24, 2008 23:14:50 GMT -5
Foxy Foxy by Rob Zombie plays and on the stage appears Lauren Blayze, she is not dressed to wrestle as company policy has forbidden her to do so, and at four and half months who knows what damage she has already caused to it. "As much as it pains me to say that I agree with a Steele even if it is spelled with an 'E' on the end, the rumors are indeed true I am pregnant. As I do not wish to harm my child any more than I might have done by wrestling pregnant and company policy forbids it too, I won't be wrestling you tonight Lessien. I will not risk losing my child, not one bit, despite what you all may think I have a lot of love to give! So Lessien you'll have to wait to find out if you are better than me... LOVER!"
~They wondered who would be the name on Lauren's lips, and who else would answer her call.~ |
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Post by danedynamite on Mar 25, 2008 11:21:51 GMT -5
"Lessien, Betty, Alice, to whom it may concern. You speak as if my having a child means that I am going to die and never comeback? Wrong as soon as you realize that this isn't the matrix and you lose the Trinity look, maybe Alice will stop tumbling down the rabbit hole. We haven't faced one on one sweetie so neither of us can be sure who exactly is the dominant female here!"
Lauren lowers the microphone to think a little as to who can fight Lessien in her place, Veranica no she wasn't going to give her that chance, Boston* she seemed to be focused on other matters too Mr Kincaid she believed. She remembered watching a young girl fight in the Debutante Tourney back in January, what was her name she had pink hair. Lauren couldn't think of it Jessie? Jacky? Jennifer? Yes Jennifer Drew, darn hormones prolonged that.
"OK, My pick is Jennifer Drew!"
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Post by erin on Mar 25, 2008 12:32:22 GMT -5
And not too late the Irish stepdance hits the stadium, as the ragin' fiery Irish, Erin O'Shaunessy steps out. She doesn't look afraid at the challenge laid out by Lessien, in fact she looks way motivated, without wasting time, Erin gets in the ring with a mic and adresses all the ladies there
First and foremost, I must thank Lessien to have given me the chance to be in this Debutante match.
Erin turns to Shelby
Shelby, always good to see you. However you and me have some unfinished business, I aknowledge defeat, but I don't forget lady. However don't think this will take my eyes out from you.
Erin turns back at Lessien
Lessien Melwasul. Bring Betty or Alice if you want in the same match, the three of you will get your ass kicked by me. I am not razzle-dazzled by your speech and as I have respect for you as a competitor. I do nothing but cracking up everytime you open your mouth. Seriously, a weirdo like you should not have any belts at all. And that's what I am planning to do tonight. Let's see if losing that belt actually makes you earn some brains. Save the hokus pokus for halloween and save the gimmicks for Mardi Grass. I came here to compete and that's what I am gonna do. So if "Betty" or "Alice" have something to say. Save it for yourselves I don't wanna listen or hear anything but "Ring the bell" got it?
And Lauren don't waste your time here anymore, enjoy motherhood.
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Post by rory on Mar 25, 2008 15:21:48 GMT -5
The lights in the arena flicker slightly, as an image comes across the titantron to everyones surprise. The image in question? A shot of the mother of one Shelby Steele. One of the women asked to partake in this Debutante title match. The fans were understandably confused, not knowing the image themselves. And as the image slowly faded to a video feed of Mrs. Steele reading over something in the palms of her hand, she was sure that Ms. Melwasul would have plenty to say about why she was interrupting this gathering, but would probably end up being relieved it did occur by the end of it. The video continued to play as her voice could be heard over the PA.
"Hello GCW fans. And another hello to the ladies assembling here tonight for this proposed contest. I'm very sure none of you know who I am, nor why I have chosen to interrupt this little meeting"
"I apologize, but what I have to say needs to be heard. It is about my daughter, one of the women asked to be in the coming Debutante title match up this weekend. She's my flesh and blood, and like any mother, I care for her deeply. But that doesn't mean I won't say what needs to be said."
"Shelby? You have failed dear. You have failed yourself, your employers, the idiotic people in the crowd who for some reason consider themselves fans of your in ring work. As much as it pains me to say this to you here in front of these thousands of people and your peers, it's the cold hard truth. You have done nothing this season besides cling to hopes of being as good as one of your friends Ms. Jennifer Drew and taking in strays like Jessica Blair, when you should be there dominating those women, forcing them to succumb to your will."
It seems as if you've forgotten what that last name Steele truly means. You've forgotten the long lines of exceptional men and women that came before you or I. Now you're just a puppet for the likes of Miss Melwasul and Miss Drew. Praying to somehow please them? Or gain their respect?
When they are the ones who should bow before you, and marvel in the glory of a true athlete. That's if you'd ever act like one. Your performance this season has been so lackluster that I have sent your father to Chicago, in hopes of kicking some sense into that hollow head of yours to get you back on track.
Maybe then you can show these ladies, and I use that word loosely, what it means to be a Steele. Until you realize what it truly means Shelby, I'd suggest you removing yourself from any type of match that could potentially reward you with something you do not deserve. Don't disgrace that still very young title with having the gall to place it around your waist, knowing you've not even come close to being what you should and could be. If Miss Melwasul was smart, she'd beat you senseless right now and choose another competitor such as Miss Williams or Miss Dixon. Because you? Clearly aren't prepared. But you will be. I guarantee by years end you will be. I'll be speaking to you soon my daughter."
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Post by Shelby Danes on Mar 25, 2008 15:37:03 GMT -5
Shelby was speechless. She wasn't expecting this at all. Was she really watching this entire time? Yes, yes, she lost a match or two since their last little talk, but did she really have to make this public? Did management really allow such a public display of motherly...affection to take place? Not ready for a title? What? Shaking her head, trying to gather all this new information, and trying to understand what exactly her mother meant, she pulled herself outside of the ring, a look of confusion on her face. What did she mean by "Going to speak to you soon?" She couldn't be serious...
As she walked her way, tail between her legs, up the entrance ramp, she looked back at the crowd of people in the ring, and shrugged. She wasn't aware this would happen, and she couldn't disobey her mother's wishes. The crowd began to boo at Shelby as she let her mother's words put her into state of ultimate submission. This wasn't good...wasn't good at all.
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Post by Lessien Melwasul on Mar 25, 2008 17:02:05 GMT -5
Yes, yes. Run along Shelby. But do be a dear and remember this. You're ass is mine at Ascension and not even your dear supportive mother can save you from that.
~Betty looked at those who had answered her call and looked for those that hadn't. Time was running out on them and Blayze's pick of Jennifer Drew was doing nothing for her disposition.~
Didn't I just kick her ass not to long ago? Pink hair? All fucking history and no go? Fine, she's the new Lauren Blayze let's hope she's ready this time.
~Alice smiled at Erin and her passioned words, but Betty only clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth before carrying on.~
Shelby, Erin, and now Jennifer. That's quite a collection but there are still two out there missing and the wonderful thing about this belt? I don't have to wait. I offer the chance to any two Debutantes to come down here and take there place right now. I don't care if you have other plans. I don't care if you're on the card already with your special little hate. Double booked, Triple booked, I'm a bookers nightmare Lovers. Some come on down and play the odds with me.
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Post by crossfire on Mar 25, 2008 17:21:45 GMT -5
As Lessien finished saying that, Chelsea by Stefy played throughout the arena and on the stage Chelsea bounded then she saw who was around her and she stopped "Uh, oh!" she said not realizing that this was a very serious situation.
Chelsea had just saw Erin moments ago backstage and decided to follow her friend out, "Sorry, wrong room?" she said before smiling at them.
She walked around the stage being wary of Lauren Blayze, Chelsea knew she was such a mean lady. "Who is Alice? I know Shelby, Erin and... Lauren? I know you aren't Alice are you Meswasulla?" Chelsea asked clearly not knowing how to pronounce Lessien's last name.
Chelsea looked over toward Blayze and wondered how such an evil person could become a mother, "How did it happen, I thought the scary man hated you?" Chelsea asked Blayze maybe the scary man meant Logan? Nick? or Fyre? Nevertheless Chelsea had no idea about the serious nature in the arena at the time.
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Post by danedynamite on Mar 25, 2008 17:43:48 GMT -5
Lauren couldn't help but laugh at the poor girls misfortune, such a terrible affliction a pretty girl who was blonder than blond. What was she doing asking about pregnancy for, did she mean explain the whole deal or what? Lauren didn't know and she wasn't about to explain to the girl who probably was a virgin? Good knows that even the dumbest guy could charm this retard into bed.
"Never you mind Chelsea, you really did just come out at the wrong time! However I suppose that you are a debutante... UNfortunatly through some mishap in the human gene pool you made it here!"
Lauren thought back to what Erin had said about enjoying motherhood, but with this happening right here and now Lauren was damn sure going to stick around for ringside seats.
"I know that I wouldn't allow you in this match Chelsea but I guess that it would be Lessien's choice?"
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Post by Lessien Melwasul on Mar 25, 2008 17:56:16 GMT -5
~What a tragic turn of events as the young stick entered Lessien's world. A girl that would make a nice set of replacement knee pads for Lessien, but hardly a challenge for Lessien Melwasul.~
Chelsea. Child. Over here. Yes, that's right. The woman with the big shiny gold. Mmhmm. There you go. Now be a dear and stand real still if you can because your obviously lost ass has just signed the bottom line with me. You will dance with me. But if you all think this will be some luck of the draw with my belt?
~She looked at Lauren Blayze.~
Then you have another thing coming.
~Betty waited for Drew and one more, possibly Wilson. Possibly not. It was down to the first come, first served now for that spot. Then the Champion would finally spell it all out crystal clear. All things would not be equal here.~
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Post by Jennifer Drew on Mar 26, 2008 0:32:31 GMT -5
Meanwhile.
A largely oblivious Jennifer Drew is backstage on the phone before even getting dressed for the ring. As usual someone has to flag her down and get her some clue as to what's going on.
Jennifer you have to get out there.
What?
You have to go replace Lauren Blayze in a match Lessien's setting up.
Huh?
Lauren's pregnant. You're her replacement in the match that's being set up by Lessien with Shelby, Erin O'Shaunessy,and Chelsea Crossfire so far. Right now. In the ring. As we speak. GO!
Do what now?
And when that didn't work she just decided to shove her in the right direction, play the music and hope she'd get it.
Jennifer started her march to the ring smiling and pretending she knew exactly what was going on. She waves to Lauren on her way down and says thanks for getting her into whatever this was going to turn into steps in the ring and grabs a microphone trying to orient herself.
Alright, I'm here. Now they just told me what's going on out here... sort of... and well it's a huge honor to be here... maybe...probably. All I know is that I wasn't your first choice in this so I'm just going to say, thank God for the miracle of life, and for me being able to exploit it for my own personal gain. I love how the universe works, don't you?
I'm sure Lauren has her reasons for picking me for this little shindig, and that's cool, all that matters is that I'm here now. So let me say thank you and let me be the first person out here to actually say congratulations. And hey, I don't think you'll be disappointed in me. I may not have the best record against the champ here but I've been on a tear and I think I'm feeling it.
Tonight I am going to give everything I've got to whatever this is we're doing here. Seriously, tell me. And if she's pregnant and she picks me to replace her in a match does that make me like an aunt or something? Do I have to buy her a stroller, or like a car seat? I need answers.
She shrugs and looks around to anyone who might have the information she so desperately needed.
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Post by Lessien Melwasul on Mar 26, 2008 0:55:45 GMT -5
Jennifer Drew. How lucky for you indeed that Lauren learned how to breed. Now two new lives will be welcomed into the world: whatever it is she is carrying inside of her and your career.
~Betty looked around the ring, making a vocal count.~
One, two, three, four, five. Now that's more like it. Oh yes. We are almost done now. Just one more soul needs to walk down that ramp for us to the set the stage. If Wilson is done playing who wants to be a humble idiot, her invitation is still engraved. But at this point anyone will do to take her ever so humble place.
~The Champion called and people answered. That was how this game was played as they waited, and waited for one more Debutante, any Debutante to say her name.~
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