Location Shieldmaidens Clubhouse in New Orleans, LA
Status Off Camera
The scene opens as the Mile High Wrestling AMMO Television Champion, Becca “Bruiser” Maguire and her wife and fellow Shieldmaiden, “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire make their way into the room where they along with their fellow Maidens congregate for church. A few of them, Bruiser included, has been a bit down after the news broke yesterday that after the Myrrhder She Wrote Pay-Per-View and episode thirty of Throwdown has aired that Mile High Wrestling shall be closing their doors.
The couple just got finished with a training session so they’re dressed in their training gear but as always, they’re also wearing their kuttes. Bruiser sits down and props her left foot up onto the table and begins to massage her knee a little.
Bruiser “So… looks like I’m out o’ a fuckin’ job in a months time, aye? Right after I finally fuckin’ win some gold as well…”
She shakes her head, clearly annoyed over the fact she’s found herself in this situation, something that all the other Maidens, including Psycho, don’t as they are in other promotions so when Mile High does close down, they will all still be employed.
Psycho “Aye, last time this happened, it was that time I had only had one match an’ dinna bae havin’ a second job tae bae holdin me up…”
Bruiser “Aye… at least ya’ll have that now coz we’re gonna fuckin’ need it to make sure Robbie John is gonna be looked after.”
Putting her foot back down, she lifts her championship out of her duffel bag and places it on the table in front of her.
Bruiser “I was lookin’ forward to doin’ my best to have a long reign with this… I was so fuckin’ focused and determined to become the best damn AMMO TV champ in Mile High Wrestlin’ history. Now? Now all I can hope for is that I end my career here as it’s final champion.”
She lets out an elongated sigh before putting the title away and resting her elbows on the table, staring off into the distance.
Bruiser “I ain’t even made a decision yet on whether I should just han’ up my boots for good after this or try and find somewhere else to wrestle.”
Psycho “It’d bae a fuckin’ shame if ye’d stop now, Lass. Ye’ve come so far!”
Leaning back in the chair, she folds her heavily tattooed arms across her chest in deep thought.
Bruiser “Aye… I know. But there comes a time when ya gotta think lon’ term. I ain’t gettin’ any younger… and my knee ain’t gettin’ any better. Ya’ll saw how much I fuckin’ hated bein’ stuck in a wheelchair after pickin’ up my second injury, how badly I wished I could play with RJ but couldn’t…”
She finally turns her attention to Psycho.
Bruiser “I don’t wanna stop wrestlin’, Sorsh… but I’d rather retire now and be a fully able bodied Mom to RJ than risk pickin’ up yet another serious knee injury and be confined to a wheelchair for the rest o’ my life.”
Psycho “Aye, an’ tha bae a fine ting, but whot difference bae th’ place ye ply yer trade in when it comes tae tha?”
Bruiser “There ain’t one. I dunno… I guess I’m just thinkin’ that maybe Mile High closin’ is a sign… maybe the two knee injuries I sustained were a sign. I’m probably just over-thinkin’ shit.”
Psycho pauses and then hugs her wife.
Psycho “I bae knowin’ tha faelin’...”
Bruiser takes hold of her wife’s hand and smiles.
Bruiser “Ya know… I hate to brin’ it up but… I could really fuckin’ use some advice from Shonn right now. No matter what any o’ us were goin’ through… he always had an answer.”
Psycho steps back and nods.
Psycho “I bae knowin’ tha faelin aeven better. We could always ask Ash, she might bae knowin whot he would say.”
Bruiser “Aye, maybe… she still around do ya know?”
Psycho nods and starts walking them back to the gym.
Psycho “Come on, I tink she bae workin wit the Prospect…”
They head inside and find Ashley Kenyon standing next to the heavy bag with Shieldmaiden Prospect, Gabriela “Taza” Carbajal, working the bag over.
Psycho “Ash, ye have a second there, Lass?”
Ashley turns and nods.
Ashley “Go work on your boxing with Jezzy, I’ll be there in a sec.”
Taza nods and does as she’s told.
Ashley “What’s up?”
Bruiser “I’m lookin’ for some advice, Ash. I’m just gettin’ it into my head that with my knee injuries and with Mile High closin’ soon… that it’s a sign I should han’ up my boots for good. Like, I dunno… normally if I was thinkin’ this kinda shit, I’d talk to Shonn… but, aye… ya’ll got any words o’ wisdom?”
Ashley crosses her arms, tapping her chin.
Ashley “Well, let me ask you, how often does the knee thing actually enter your mind? Like, is it an everyday thing or is it just since they announced this place was closing?”
Bruiser “Well, I mean… it hurts like Hell after the adrenaline has worn off after every match I have, but so does the rest o’ my body, as is the life o’ a professional wrestler. But truthfully… aye… I’ve only been thinkin’ about it since yesterday which was when the announcement was made.”
Ashley nods knowingly.
Ashley “I would call that a sign…”
Bruiser pauses for a moment, thinking about it before then clicking her fingers and pointing to Ashley as though she’s finally figured it out.
Bruiser “Aye, it is a fuckin’ sign… that it’s all in my head! I need to quit worryin’ about it coz the more I worry, the more likely I’m gonna end up gettin’ injured again!”
She nods and smiles.
Bruiser “Okay… I’ve made my decision. This ain’t the end o’ Bruiser… naw… this is only the fuckin’ beginnin’! Cheers, lass.”
Ashley nods and fist bumps Bruiser.
Ashley “Fuckin’ right!”
Bruiser nods and takes hold of Psycho’s hand and the two smile at each other before Bruiser turns her attention back to Ashley.
Bruiser “All right then. We’ll let ya’ll get back to trainin’ the Prospect… catch ya later, aye?”
Ashley “Knock ‘em fuckin’ dead!”
Bruiser makes the devil’s horns with her free hand before she and Psycho turn around and make their way back to the clubhouse as Ashley goes back to her training session before the scene fades.
Date January 28th, 2020
Location Maguire Residence in New Orleans, LA
Status On Camera
The scene re-opens as we find Bruiser sitting in front of the camera, dressed in her wrestling gear along with her Shieldmaiden kutte with her AMMO Television Championship dangling from her grasp as she looks down upon it.
Bruiser “Ya know… I was plannin’ on tryin’ to become the greatest AMMO Television Champion in Mile High Wrestlin’ history…”
Lifting her head up, she drapes the title over her shoulder as she now focuses on the camera.
Bruiser “I was plannin’ on bustin’ my ass every single time I found myself defendin’ this title… no matter who was steppin’ in front o’ me… whether it was someone who had been here since day one… or whether it was someone who had only just started. It didn’t fuckin’ matter the amount o’ challengers either… one… two… three… the entire fuckin’ roster? Friend or foe. I was ready to prove to the entire fuckin’ world that I was prepared to be the best o’ the best!”
Bruiser pauses for a moment, the knowledge that Mile High Wrestling was closing soon still being a hard pill to swallow for her.
Bruiser “But then… news broke that after episode thirty o’ Throwdown… Mile High Wrestlin’ shall be closin’ it’s doors.”
She shakes her head.
Bruiser “When the news first got out… I was fuckin’ sad… I still am. All o’ those plans I had… now just gone forever.”
Bruiser sits upright now, with a look of determination on her face.
Bruiser “But despite the fact that those plans ain’t gonna happen anymore now… after the initial shock o’ this news passed… I realised my new plan. Ya see, that new plan is now to make fuckin’ sure that I go down in Mile High history as bein’ the final AMMO Television Champion! That all the fuckin’ setbacks I’ve suffered to get to where I am right now in this moment was all worth it!”
She glances briefly at her title again before turning back to the camera.
Bruiser “And this brings me to the Myrrhder She Wrote Pay-Per-View on February 2nd… live from the O2 Arena in London, England. The first time I’ve had the chance to fuckin’ wrestle outside o’ the States… and I’m gonna be defendin’ my title in a Triple Threat match against a lad who I’m very familiar with by now in the form o’ the former holder o’ this title, Ripley… and a lass that I know very little about in the form o’ Teresa Duke.”
Bruiser “At this point, I’m gonna sound like a broken fuckin’ record when I say that I respect the Hell outta ya, Ripley. But since this could very well be the final time we’ll be steppin’ into the rin’ against each other, I just wanna take the time to tell ya that it’s been a fuckin’ honor and a privilege to have had some amazin’ matches against ya. I hope that despite the fact ya’ll are steppin’ into this match as the challenger and not the champion, that ya’ll are proud o’ yaself for bein’ the best damn TV champ in AMMO history. That’s somethin’ that can’t be taken away from ya… no matter what happens in this match. And gettin’ the chance to step into the rin’ with ya one final time across the pond in England’s capital o’ London? It’s gonna be yet another honor and privilege… so thank ya, lad… and I wish ya all the best with ya future.”
She salutes the camera, directing it towards Ripley as she readjusts the championship over her shoulder.
Bruiser “Now… Teresa… I honestly wish this match had come under better circumstances… those bein’ that Mile High was still plannin’ on stickin’ around and bein’ the place ya’ll could call home. It’s been a great place to be… I ain’t been here as lon’ as a lot o’ the others here, but in the short amount o’ time I’ve been here… I’ve had an absolute fuckin’ blast and I’ve enjoyed every second o’ it.”
Bruiser lets out an elongated sigh.
Bruiser “But despite that… I’m glad that I will get the chance to step into the rin’ with ya, lass. I may not know all that much about ya… but I have a lot o’ respect for ya and I’m lookin’ forward to steppin’ into the rin’ with ya to see what ya can brin’ to the table.”
She leans forward, taking the title back off her shoulder and holding it up to the camera.
Bruiser “But it doesn’t fuckin’ matter how much I respect either o’ ya… it doesn’t matter how much I can’t wait to step into the rin’ with ya to show the Mile High fans once again what happens when The Bruiser goes up against ya, Ripley… and it doesn’t fuckin’ matter how much I can’t wait to see what it’s like to step into the rin’ with ya, Teresa. Coz at the end o’ the day… the two o’ ya are goin’ into this match with only one thin’ and one thin’ only on ya mind. To take this championship away from me!”
Bruiser shakes her head, smirking.
Bruiser “And that ain’t happenin’... whether ya’ll like it or not. I busted my ass for twenty years to even have a fuckin’ wrestlin’ career… and this right here? This is the first championship I’ve ever won! So I ain’t lettin’ it go… naw… I’m gonna make sure that Mile High Wrestlin’ closes down with me, Becca “Bruiser” Maguire as the final ever AMMO Television Champion!”
Once again, she places the title back over her shoulder.
Bruiser “I wish ya’ll the best o’ luck this Sunday… coz ya’ll can bet ya gonna fuckin’ need it if ya wanna take this away from me. At Myyrhder She Wrote? Ya’ll are cruisin’ for a bruisin’ at the hands o’ The Bruiser. I’ll be seein’ ya both then…”
Bruiser leans back and makes the M shape with her hands as the scene fades to black.
Post by Teresa Duke on Jan 29, 2020 0:00:37 GMT -6
We are back in the big ATL as the scene comes alive; in most cases, it has been pretty chilly. But it has been a while since Teresa was last here following her signing to MHW. She was traveling to other places over the USA and competing in front of live crowds. An Experience to missed dearly after the last company Teresa competed in folded for good. Teresa went into MHW, completely dominating two women in a triple threat match, the second match was against a legit fighter, and she did more than handle her own, she dealt a crushing blow that pretty much scattered her confidence.
Out of the new generation of signees in MHW, she by far proved was here to stay and to be apart of something meaning of, sadly, that didn't turn out that way. News broke shortly after the show that MHW was closing its door. True, a lot of people were disappointed in this, but Teresa, it was more than disappointment, she just gotten started, the flashbacks of the last fed she was in closing its doors flooded into her mind.
One thing was absolute, though. Teresa was going to stick it out until the very last show, to even stay focus for the last two couple she turned down contract offers, which would have detour Teresa attention from her upcoming bouts. But due to the time she had to prepare for Myrrhder She Wrote Teresa decided it would be a good I idea to go back home and check up on her family.
Teresa is seen entering a Big blue house, white trim around; it is well maintained and in a nice quiet neighborhood. Teresa wasn't some hoodrat; she came from a hardworking family and a lovely community. Teresa went to college and played basketball and graduated with honors. With those things, she could have grown up reasonably successful, but always in the back of her mind, she truly loved wrestling since childhood Teresa would watch it with her grandpa, and it was something they truly bonded over until she passed away. Now she gets to live out that dream on a daily bases.
Opening the screen door, she processes to call out.
"Nana, I'm home!"
After a few seconds, a relatively large-older black lady with a smile on her face, motioning quickly towards Teresa.
"Hey there, sugar, how long has it been?"
She gives a warming hug to her.
"It hasn't been that long, Nana, maybe a couple weeks or so."
She has a slightly surprised look on her face.
"You sure, honey? It felt like months since you left here."
Teresa gives a slight chuckle.
"Where Mama Dukes? And Pops?"
"There Upstairs go see them, I am sure they miss you a lot."
Giving another hug to her Nana, she starts going up the stairs. More of a sneaky fashion to surprise them. She is taking a step, after step avoiding any squeaks until finally makes it to the top of the stairs and their doorway and yells out.
They bring their attention to Teresa, and woman proceeds to say.
"Of course you are, I could hear you downstairs. Did you seriously think you sneak in this house?"
All Teresa could do was laugh, which was very accurate. Her mother knew she better than she knew herself. Her mother gets up and hugs her daughter, welcoming her home. The older gentleman, which would be her father, walks up to Teresa and processes to hug her, greeting his little girl home as well, which brings tears to eyes. Few Moments later.
Nana, Mother, Pops, and Teresa sits in the living room.
"So what brings you home? Did you miss us that much already?"
Teresa's mother said.
"Well, of course, I did, even though it has been a couple of weeks."
"If a couple of weeks would make you want to come around. How do you expect to fulfill your dream? I know you miss us, but coming back all the time is helping you achieve what you set out to do."
Teresa's mother said with a slight tone in her voice.
"Well, if she wants to come back here and there, it is fine."
Teresa's Nana said with a cheerful smile on her face, welcoming the return of her grandchild.
"In some weeks, I might be out of another job again. The company I recently signed with is closing very soon, which has been very disappointing. They did allow me an opt on the contract, but I decided to work the last few shows. I decided it was a good time to come back."
"That is very disappointing. I know you felt this new company would fill the void of the last place. But I am sure there will be many more chances. As they say, when one door closes, another opens."
"Well, I do plan on preparing for my last couple of matches here before finally flying off to the UK."
"The UK? You mean out of the country?"
Teresa's Nana said with a worried look on her face."
"With all the things going on in the world, it is safe?"
Teresa's Nana was old school. In her time, they didn't have the dangers of the world as they do now.
"Yes, it's safe, Nana, plus this is my chance to win my first championship. In the past, I was close, but this could be my chance to achieve a long dream of mines before the company closes down."
Teresa's Nana knew she couldn't stop her when she starts talking about her dreams. She knew if she decided something, nothing was going to stop her. All she could do was support her.
Fine, be careful being over there.
"You know I will, without a doubt."
"I know this has been a dream since you were small. We will continue to support you towards your goal. Is it any way I can watch it?
Teresa's mother has been a long time wrestling fan, watching it growing up since she was a child as well and even working a stadium, which a times wrestling shows were held.
"I don't know how the streaming is working out and stuff. But if I bring home the championship. You will know how it turned out."
She gives a heartwarming smile, her family supporting her whole-heartedly.
Three Days Later
As the scene comes back alive, we see Teresa is some workout gear, her curly hair tied up in a ponytail. The streams of sweat on Teresa's face and the exposed areas of her clothes. By the look on Teresa, she has just finished a serious workout. Catching her breath, she takes a drink from her water bottle, noticing the camera.
"The moment I joined MHW, I was nothing but excited; this was my chance to show my wrestling skills. My moment to forget back the past and make the step towards the future, trust and believe it was good while it lasted. That was until the announcement was made that the last two show in MHW would be the very last of the company. Everyone was caught off guard, including me as well, just winning my second match in the company, and I didn't expect that to happen."
Teresa shook her head.
"Out of the new people signed I showed promise, enough promise to make a lot of people wondered if MHW wasn't closing in what position would I be in the company, there are a lot of what-ifs going on not only about me but other's as well and who would have shown their faces in MHW. But what-ifs are over, and this is the right now. Myrrhder She Wrote coming up, this will be my first and last super show in MHW, and I am beyond excited for this showcase."
Teresa pauses for a slight moment, collecting her thoughts.
"MHW cards are subject to change now and again. First, I was competing in a tag team match. Soon it turned into a slightly different direction. A direction I never considered it would go, even with the new that MHW was closing, and that was my chance at a championship."
Teresa makes the mind blown motion, complete shock on her face.
"I'm truly thankful to god for this chance to show the world what I can do in a title match. Now I am sure a lot of people aren't too happy about me just jumping into the title picture, seeing how I only had two matches, and those matches didn't equal for a strong challenge for me. But even so, I am grateful for this chance to possibly win my very first championship. Not my first title match, but I would go into this match as if it was my first, and I am hungry than ever to bring it back home to the big ATL."
Licking her lips, she grows even more excited about the match.
"Surely, this match would have happened anyway, but I am an added factor making it a triple threat match. No doubt, this match between Ripley and Bruiser was set in stone after there last match with each other. Now with me in this match, the odds have decreased for the other two people of walking away with the Ammo TV Championship. Myrrhder She Wrote will be my first match to wrestle International, and I am super excited to introduce another part of the world who I am. Who know, this could open up opportunities outside of the country as well. There is a lot on the line that I can gain, and there is nothing me for me to lose at all."
Teresa slightly shrugs her shoulders as she adjusts her self.
"Ripley, this will be our first match against each other. I'm sure if MHW were not closing, we would have meet down the line, but due to that not being the case. We are meeting sooner than later. You are an accomplished champion in MHW. Seeing how you are the former Ammo Champion, this is your rematch for the championship you have lost. I'm sure I put a wench in your plans, but I know that will not stop you from regaining what you lost. You are a challenger now, and I am sure the will to be the last Ammo TV Champion is clear in your mind."
Teresa nods her head, rubbing her hands together.
"Bruiser, the current Ammo TV Champion just like me, I wished this match was under better circumstances. But never better than now, right? It would have been amazing to see how my journey would have turned out in this company. But I could only dream about that now. In the past, I have my eyes focused on what you are holding, what is on your shoulder. I want the Ammo TV Championship, and I will do everything in my big body to take it from you, Bruiser. In the beginning, you were looked at the lowest member of the Shieldmaidens, since you never won a title. Now you finally achieved that. Your goal is to be the last Ammo Champion, and sadly I would have to come in the way of that because that championship will soon be the hold up over my head."
Teresa smirks on her face.
"I'm looked at as the dark horse in this match. Someone that is just thrown in. But I will be the one to tell you I am that roadblock. I will be that difference maker in this match. Not only with my size and power game. But also my speed which people can't even prepare for when they step into the ring with me. Both of you will fight to keep and win a championship you have tasted. But me, this is a whole new experience I am willing to do to a war. I know I haven't been in this business like the both of you. I don't have the experience and life lessons like either of you. But one thing I know I have is the passion for making my dreams come true, and I won't stop until I achieve them. Once that bell rings, all hell will break loose. It will be chaos. This match won't be slept on for not even a second. This is a whole different type of energy, and I am here for every ounce of it. Because this is the moment, I showcase my skills and reach people I haven't done before. I want both of you to understand. I am fighting for so much, and I am determined to be the last Ammo TV Champion."
Teresa wipes the sweat from her face as she gives an intense smile. That shows how prepared she is.
In their cabin in Florida, Ripley is sitting on a couch with a laptop on his lap, staring at the screen. His wife, Alice, is leaning over the couch behind him resting her head on his shoulder while also looking at what has Ripley’s attention.
Alice: So...I guess this is the end then? That sucks.
Ripley doesn’t say anything but closes the laptop and tosses it onto the couch beside him.
Alice: Talk to me.
Ripley lets out a sigh.
Ripley: I guess that’s that. Looks like MHW is shutting down for good.
Ripley gets up and walks over to a small wet bar where he pulls out a bottle of whiskey and begins pouring some into a small rocks glass.[/COLOR]
Alice: That’s it? After everything you did there that’s all you have to say?
Ripley shakes his head as he puts the bottle away and takes a sip of his whiskey.
Ripley: It sucks, obviously. So many great wrestlers there and now the doors are closing but nothing we can do. We just have to accept this the best we can and keep moving forward. Plus it’s not like we’re all out of a job...yet. Still have some events to show up to. So, I guess we just have to make what’s left count.
Alice: Well, I know you won’t have any trouble making the last shows memorable.
Ripley: I hope you’re right. It’s odd knowing the end is coming but I’m not about to start slacking. Going to help send out MHW with a bang.
Alice: Going to end things as the champ again.
Ripley grins as he sips his drink.
Friday, January 31st
In the late evening hours, just before sunset, Ripley is seen sitting on a park bench in London, England. He’s leaning forward.
Ripley: There’s a phrase or saying or something that I heard a long time ago that I really like. One man’s sunset is another man's sunrise.
Ripley: Forgot where I first heard that but for some reason it’s stuck with me and now I find it very appropriate. The sun is setting on MHW but this company is not going to go quietly into the night. No, it won’t. Anyway the end may be fast approaching but I don’t think it’ll be the end for many of the wrestlers here. There’s been so much talent in this company I truly believe that the ones here that choose to keep wrestling will find success anywhere they go. I really believe that.
He clasps his hands together.
Ripley: We’ve got some time before that final curtain call though and one of the last big challenges ahead for me is winning back the Ammo Television Championship. Don’t get me wrong Becca has been doing that championship proud but I was the first one to hold it. I was the one that went out every night and made it what it is. I will be the last one to hold it. It’s very special to me. I know Becca will make it hard for me to win and I wouldn’t have it any other way but I will win in the end. I’m sad though that this will most likely be our last encounter because I’ve enjoyed our matches. I find it rare that I get into the ring with someone and I don’t want to just beat them but I also want to prove myself to them. I know there’s respect between us but I want to prove I am better. With this match I will do that. Do wish we had a chance to really push each other though.
He has a half grin.
Ripley: Don’t think I’m counting out the newcomer, Teresa. Shame this might be our only encounter. I’ve watched what she can do in the ring and I’m impressed. She’s definitely going to add difficulty to this match but I will overcome. Maybe I’ll be wrong though and maybe we’ll bump into each other again somewhere else. Might be fun if we do. Still, I’m glad I’ll get this chance to meet her in the ring before the doors shut. I’ll have to make sure I leave a lasting impression on her.
He stands up and takes a look around.
Ripley: It’ll be interesting to see who stands tall when everything is said and done. It’ll be interesting to see who rides off into the sunset and who keeps fighting. It’ll be interesting to see what tomorrow’s sunrise brings.
He walks away as the scene fades out.
Deleted: Hey I read the rules and all that but is maybe someone up to guide me a bit throughout the start of my adventure here? much appriciated
Nov 18, 2019 16:44:14 GMT -6
Bruiser: We have two shows every other week in Ammo and ThrowDown as well as PPV's. The championship system works through a win/loss percentage and you have to have at least 5 matches to go for a title and 10 to go for the top title.
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Deleted: If I have a secondary character that isn't really going to compete often shall I put them with my main or create a separate profile?
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Deleted: Props to the writing crew. These results are blowing me away. Great action, awesome promos, this is the kind of fed everyone should join. #KEGApproved (not like that means anything)
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