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Post by Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades on Mar 23, 2008 23:17:12 GMT -5
Alright, so... here's the deal. Amy has a slight idea of what she really wants to do at the pay per view, and its something that's been further enhanced by her recent winning streak THAT included Miss Boston* at her side.
Only a few questions.
1.) Whats the status of the World Class Tag Team Championships...
2.) Is Lor on board?
Time to find out both... hopefully she runs across either Lor or a member of management as she travels through the backstage area... |
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Post by Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades on Mar 24, 2008 9:58:41 GMT -5
Objective number 1.... underway. Lor's locker room. She lightly knocks, already entering, not seeing her right off the bat.
"'KAY! So I know we didn't get off on the right foot, sticking each other on that date and all that actually turned out better than I thought it would and all, but here goes.
We have two wins in both shows we fought in this month... Kenisha blew that 6 person at the beginning. Heres what we gotta do.
Tag titles. You with me, Looooooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ?"
She looks around, not seeing her here totally. Maybe she's in one of the other rooms...
"Hope I don't have to repeat myself... LOR! Are you in here? What do you say... canwecanwecanwecanwecanwePLEAAAAAAAAAAAAASE? Get some tag team gold, yeah? Would that be good? The raise is nice... and we get to be champions...
just gotta find out IF we have champions...
c'mon... whattya say...." |
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Post by Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades on Mar 26, 2008 13:08:03 GMT -5
*Sigh*
Amy huffs out, sitting back on the bench in Boston*'s locker room, turning on the television. No answers yet equals Amy bored. Squared. Or something... she hated math. She flips around the channels, trying to find the GCW information thingy that was always playing backstage with some wrestler promos or announcements... and... lo and behold. Question number two was answered.
"HAH! Lor, you'd better be ready to carry around ten pounds of gold!" She shouts out, as if Lor was in the room... if she was, she was hiding anyways, or something. She pulls out her cell phone, texting Jacob... -they sure like seein us fight, huh? c u in the ring :- P
Sliding her phone back into the front pocket of her jeans, she gets up, looking around, taking care not to pry into any of Boston's personal things. She's not that snoopy, even though she's in her locker room uninvited and all... |
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Post by thebostonstar on Mar 26, 2008 18:03:55 GMT -5
Truthfully, Boston didn't want to touch the tag team titles. Teaming just wasn't her element, she liked handing things by herself, and putting her fate onto another person, wasn't exactly her idea of a 'guaranteed' victory. Of course, they were three and one as a team, but regardless, Boston would rather get her hands on the MayheM title, then anything. Heck, she wouldn't have minded the Debutante title around her waist. Upon hearing the Amy's pleas, she decided to let her talk to herself for a bit. Let her assume that she wasn't in her locker room, perhaps she would leave, and let her be.
Leaning against the wall, tiredly, she slipped on her wrestling gloves, and chuckled to herself. Getting prepared for the match was always a some type of ritual to her, the more she enjoyed it, the more she enjoyed the match up, and being paired with Amy, yet again, wasn't exactly her idea of a joyful night. She was just so...needy. Needed attention, needed to know someone else was on board with her. Needed to check up on people after she threw them off the ladder. Seriously.
It's not like she couldn't pull herself out of the match anyways, it was already announced, and she couldn't back down now, she had a fan-base to maintain, even if the majority somewhat disliked her. Letting out a sigh, she pulled herself off the wall and gave herself a look into her mirror. Amy just needed to lay off, and give Boston some personal space, but knowing her, she just wouldn't understand that. Heck, and what if they did happen to win the tag team titles? She would have to learn to put up with her, and that's one thing she didn't plan on doing.
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Post by Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades on Mar 26, 2008 22:53:27 GMT -5
Crap, she must not be here. Amy scratches her head, before sighing. Finding a napkin, she pulls a pen out of her pocket, writing a note and setting it on the television. She hoped Boston was as excited about this as she was... Amy got to play the big superstar now after years of playing trainer... so every title opportunity she was getting she absolutely cherished. Finished writing on the napkin, she clicks the pen back shut, sliding it back into her pocket before heading out the door. Maybe she can find Jacob... or something.
The note reads...
-Hey, was stopping by here to see if you heard about the Tag Title match yet. Give me a call when you get this, so we can get ready. I can't wait for this, Lor, I hope you're excited about this too.
-Amy  |
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