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Post by Admin on Aug 23, 2018 14:04:49 GMT -6
 ♕ Special Stipulation Match ♕
Emily Falls vs Jansen MyrrhRoleplay Limit: 2 Roleplay Deadline: Thursday, August 30, 2018 @ 2AM Central Time |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 26, 2018 14:45:43 GMT -6
Side of Three Cars
9:53 PM
Baton Rouge, Louisiana
A running cameraman (not seen) runs as fast as he can, trying to follow three trucks, holding a camera. He is actually doing well, although he does not know.
Well, three trucks, then, and the one in back is stuffed. Several fridges, hundreds of cookbooks, a king-size bed, some dressers, a whole corner full of office stuff, cages and tanks full of pets, and so much more. And, try to believe your eyes, but all of these things are organized in a beautiful way.
Next to the truck full of many things is another truck, also filled with thousands of well organized things; clothes, more fridges, three freezers, some dining tables, a bathtub, hundreds of hair dyes, and so much more fill the back of the truck.
The truck in front, however, has just a bed and two fridges full of food.
The driver of the front truck is a blonde-headed girl, about 23. Her hair is up in a low ponytail. This, after looking a while, you see is Ariana Bentley.
In the first truck in back, a pink-headed girl, about 25, drives. Her long hair is down, reluctantly going down her shoulders. This is Emily Falls.
Next to that truck, a man with barely any light brown hair drives. This is Emily's husband, James. His hair is going towards each side of his head.
The camera turns off, and black for just a few seconds.
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First Car in Back
10:01 PM
Baton Rouge, Louisiana
Emily's phone recording
Emily is smiling from ear to ear, driving the truck in concentration at the same time.
DING!
Emily checks her phone, stopping suddenly.
She goes to "Ari" in her contacts and reads:
TEXT MESSAGE: "Hey Emily it's getting late you wanna stop for dinner and then find a place to rest?"
Emily looks down at her stomach and you hear a loud growling noise.
Emily turns back to her phone:
TEXT MESSAGE: Yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm starving☹️!!
Emily sends off the text and continues to drive, actually a little past the speed limit, because she needs to catch up with Ariana.
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IHOP
10:30 PM
Baton Rouge, Louisiana
(Ariana)"I can't believe you almost got a ticket, Emily. All you had to do was smile. That's what I'm happy about. Just don't go fast again!"
Emily, Ariana, and James are eating in a booth. Only one old couple sit nearby. Other than that, nobody is with them.
"Well, Emily does have a rather happy smile. Everybody, even me, falls for it."
"Well, thanks, James!"
They all take a bite of their steak and a sip of their coffee at the same time. Every one is done except Emily, with her coffee.
"Well, Emily, James, I think it's about time we sleep."
At that last word, Emily starts drinking her coffee super fast. And then she opens her eyes really wide and chokes out: "I burned my tongue!!"
Ariana and James start cleaning up their messes with their napkins.
"James," Ariana begins. "Why did you buy another truck just to fit all that stuff somewhere? That's $6,000 gone!"
"Why have you always been so frugal?"
Ariana's cheeks go pink.
"It's in the Bentley blood. I mean, my parents have always been more frugal than me."
"Oh."
Emily starts cleaning up her area with her napkin too.
"Alright, chatter boxes, lets go."
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Red Roof Inn
11:26 PM
Baton Rouge, Louisiana
In a two-bedded room, James lays sound asleep in him and Emily's bed, although Emily and Ariana sit on Ariana's bed, talking.
"I'm fighting this vlogger girl, Abi Rose or something. Love her vlogs, really, but can't she just let go of the 'Morning, y'all!' thing? Truly from Texas, for sure."
"Fighting Jansen Myrrh."
"I know."
Emily and Ariana turn towards the camera, talking at the same time.
"Night, y'all!"
(Emily)"We're goin' to Louisiana! New Orleans, to be exact! And we're so excited that we made it on to Good Time!"
Ariana giggles. "Good southern voice, Emily."
"Thanks. But, anyway, I'm fighting Jansen Myrrh. I think Ari has said enough."
"Miss Myrrhderable, Emily is gonna Myrrhder you! I nearly Myrrhdered you, although I lost."
Ariana lets out a quick frown.
"Yes, Ari, I will Myrrhder her."
Emily and Ariana both rub their eyes and look at the clock.
CLOCK: "11:40 PM"
(Emily) "Well, goodness! You can never get enough sleep when you're traveling! Gee, James is lucky to have fallen asleep immediately!!"
Emily climbs into her bed and Ariana lays down in hers. All is quiet.
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Waffle House
9:50 AM
Baton Rouge, Louisiana
Emily and Ariana sit down next to each other, their eyes red and unslept. James, however, looks fully happy and well rested.
"Boy, you guys look horrible!"
Ariana slowly takes a bite of her waffle.
(Ariana)"Boy, you look amazing. How can you look like that if you've got only five hours of sleep? Maybe you should've went without us, instead of waking us up at four in the morning, when we fell asleep at midnight?"
James looks embarrassed.
"I didn't know you fell asleep that late. Anyway, you should be happy that I payed for these meals."
Ariana gasps.
"Why have you been so unfrugal?"
"Well......just be thankful you didn't pay."
Emily laughs.
"Both of you be thankful you bought coffee!"
Emily gets up and starts doing jumping-jacks.
***1 minute later***
"Miss! Enough jumping!"
Emily quickly sits down and starts eating again, her cheeks a deep pink.
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First Car in Back
2:50 PM
New Orleans, Louisiana
Emily's phone recording
Emily drives in her car with the same smile and the same concentration.
"Okay, so, I'm fighting Jansen Myrrh. Or Miss Myrrhder. Whatever you call her. So hilarious. Exactly what I said after Ari's match, I would say now. But I have some driving to do."
Emily focuses on the driving a little longer, passing many buildings and houses.
Finally, she parks in front of the Smoothie King Center. So does James and Ariana.
They get out of their car and they start taking out things in the back of the truck, and taking it to their locker room. This is all fast-forwarded. Finally, Emily and James come back and carry up the hair dyes.
Emily's phone is now settled on one of her dressers. Her locker room is full of many things.
"If you can see, Jansen, I tried to make it a house."
Emily's locker room is the size of a suite, but the room is still too full.
Now you see Ariana's phone recording. It is set on top of one of her fridges. The room is slightly empty, but it is still amazing compared to Emily and James'.
"I hope you like the locker room, Abi. And Jansen Myrrh."
A tall camera, recording, is now rising higher and revealing all of the Smoothie King Center. This is life.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2018 19:59:36 GMT -6
August 23, 2018
Immediately Following Thursday Throwdown
Jansen Myrrh storms into her locker room and throws her pool cue against the wall. It doesn’t break, but does make a loud racket. Following behind her, the large shadow that is known as Paul Banter closes the door behind him. “What’s your problem, Myrrh?”
Jansen spins around, “I didn’t get to finish the job on Bentley! I didn’t get to break that idiot’s leg!”
Paul places a hand on her shoulder, “Calm down. What was our goal? What did we say we wanted to do tonight?”
Jansen blows out a large breath of air and after a few moments, “Get on the PPV. Get on Good Times.”
The large bald head of her manager nods his head. “And what did we accomplish?”
The light does go on for Jansen Myrrh. She realizes that he’s right. He typically is. “We got a match on the PPV,” she finally admits as she sits herself down on the bench and runs her fingers through her long dark hair. “You’re right. It wasn’t really about Bentley. I mean, that lucky loser is going to be lucky to last in this business, particularly if she hangs around with that basket weaving idiot, Emily Falls. We did get on the PPV. My first one at that. I gotta beat that pink-haired twit.”
Paul laughs, “Trust me. You will. She doesn’t stand a chance in hell.”
August 26, 2018
Rose City Wrestling 24
Dividing her time wasn’t a good idea. That was something Paul had taught her, but she absolutely wanted to be here tonight. Emily Falls would be taken care of on Thursday. It was that turncoat, Kem Dynamo that needed to be taught a lesson tonight.
When Paul and Jansen left the arena, she had cost Dynamo her shot at the championship and set herself up for success at the next Academy show when she faced Dynamo, one on one.
They headed for the airport and a flight to New Orleans.
August 28, 2018
New Orleans, LA
“Look, I don’t want you to get a head of yourself, but once we get done with Falls, I have something I want to run by you. I think it’s time to put you in the title picture and I think I know how to get it done,” Paul was speaking as Jansen was working out. It would be weights today and light cardio first thing in the morning and then resting up until showtime on Thursday.
“Which title?” Jansen was eager to be on the hunt for a title, but she also knew she had much to learn. Everything Paul was teaching her was great and she felt like her career was finally back on track. Hell, people were actually talking about her for a change. She wasn’t transparent any longer. She was a talking point. People were looking forward to her match at Good Times. Her Twitter following was growing and she was now on everyone’s radar. Even the other wrestlers were tweeting about her. Paul hadn’t answered her, so as she looked up she realized they weren’t alone.
“Biff?”
Biff Franklin was standing in the gym. Paul rose to his feet. Biff turns to Paul, “Mind if I have a word in private with my former protege?”
Paul was about to say something, but Jansen just nodded and Paul shrugged and stepped out of the room, letting the door close behind him.
“You sure this is how you want things to go?”
He wasn’t going to mince words. He never did. He said or asked whatever was on his mind. He had finished up his run as GM of HCW and to be honest, it was the last person she expected to see. “What are you doing here?” she asks as she reaches for a towel to wipe at her sweaty forehead.
“Thought I’d come check out the show. Not going to lie, there’s a part of me that’s a little proud of you, but understand, going up this quick can turn on you just as quick. I’ve seen it before. Careers skyrocket and then come crashing down to Earth in a matter of weeks, months. I was no saint when I wrestled, but I did my time before I made it big. I took the beatings and kissed ass and did all of those things that rookies do.”
Jansen was listening, but was she really listening? “Things are different now. It’s not the same now as it was before when you broke in, Biff. Paul has me on the right track. I can feel it. And you know what? It feels good.”
Biff just grins and nods. “Not going to lie. You look like a natural out there. Maybe the reason you were losing was because you weren’t being who you really are meant to be and now you are. Well, if this is the path you take, then perhaps there’s something I need to pass down to you. It’s not like I’m not going to be using it anymore.”
Jansen blinks and then stands up from her workout bench, “You mean…?”
Biff nods, “I think it’s time.”
The Same Evening
“You know, Emily Falls. People around here think you’re come kind of moron.”
Jansen Myrrh has started her live stream on her social media account as she is back in her hotel room.
“But I think they’re half right. You’re not a complete moron. I believe you’re half moron and half fool. You think you’re some kind of superhero and that you’re going to right all the wrongs in this world. Well, I hate to tell you this but I’m not the supervillain his this story. I’m not the evil you need to vanquish. What I did to that has-been Candi Bratton, she had it coming. She’s had it coming for a very long time and you know what?”
“I’m not sorry I did it. I feel absolutely no remorse so even if you do beat me… I’ll say the words. I’ll live up to my end of the deal, but you know and I know and the entire world will know that I don’t mean one damn word of that apology you want me to issue. She got what she had coming for everything she put me through. Growing up without my uncle, that was her fault. So, if you think that these words you want me to utter are going to cause me to take you lightly, forget about that. I’ll never apologize. I’m never going to be in a position where I have to apologize. I’m not going to let you beat me.”
“I’ll say this. You’re better than people give you credit for. In the locker room, no one wants to get in the ring with you. No one wants to work with you. They don’t want to be responsible for hurting you. That’s the difference between them and myself.”
Jansen leans in real close.
“I have no problem whatsoever hurting you. On Thursday, it’ll be Good Times for me. Not so much for you.”
Feed cuts out.
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