Opportunity Doesn't Knock, Collects a Bag

Opportunity Doesn't Knock, Collects a Bag Jan 12, 2017 19:55:35 GMT -5 Dick Devereaux likes this

Post by Trixie on Jan 12, 2017 19:55:35 GMT -5

TRIXIE'S HOME - Off-Camera - LAS VEGAS, NV - JANUARY 10TH, 2017

Trixie arrives home from a long day away on the road with a bandage over her head and watches a rerun of Lights Out Episode one again, paying attention to it.

TRIXIE'S SNAPCHAT - On-Camera - JANUARY 10TH, 2016

TRIXIE:
"Well done to Union Battleground. Dicky Boo Boo you won the main event! Never mind the bandage, so looking forward to seeing the next edition show."

Trixie looks specifically off the camera with a smile.

TRIXIE
(Insincere):
"Don't know why."

ARIZONA AIRPORT - Off-Camera - JANUARY 17TH, 2017

Trixie steps into the Arizona Airport with a new hangbag, after the whole snake incident on Tuesday, she had to get rid of it. Trixie even refused peanuts because the in-flight movie was snakes on a plane which put her off any sort of snack but beside her is a taller man in suit and glasses collecting his bag and turns to Trixie who is waiting for hers.

Man
"Excuse me, Miss?"

Trixie turns to him, a little shocked at first, fingers pre-clenched to defend herself behind her back.

TRIXIE
(WORRYING):
"Yeeess?"

Man
"Trixie, right?"

Trixie rolled her eyes. "Why didn't my name get mentioned on Light's Out 1" she thought as she nods.

TRIXIE:
"I'm Trixie, why?"

The man chuckles and a wave of relief comes over him.

Man:
"I have been trying to get in contact with you for weeks."

Trixie takes a step back.

TRIXIE:
"I have a whistle."

Seeing her get tense and her comment, he puts his hands up and goes to his pocket, pulling out a business card and tries to reassure her.

Man:
"Sorry. Sorry! I'm not a crazed fan or stalker. I'm a Producer and I'm putting together a Television series, here's my card."

Trixie is reluctant at first but slowly takes the card to see his name; Derrick Tassler in a bump printed card that she goes to hand back but he insists she keeps it.

TRIXIE:
"So what have you been after me for?"

Trixie spots her bag coming around, a pink bag with her name embroidered on the side.

Derrick Tassler:
"I'm pitching a Television show and I'm scouting Actual wrestlers of the business."

TRIXIE
(Uninterested):
"Another wrestling show?"

Trixie grabs her bag off the conveyer belt and gets her shoulder strap up on her shoulder.

Derrick Tassler:
"No, we're going to be putting on more of a …anime meets Saturday morning cartoons show, lots of cameras filming but different."

TRIXIE:
"Different? Different how?."

Derrick Tassler:
"Well in places like Carnage and DTW, the matches are filmed, bell to bell. With us, we'll direct you to hit a hurricanrana on someone, then ask you to do it again to get a close up of it. What we are looking for is charismatic people to play the parts and bring their in-ring experience to create a bit of an adventure for viewers."

The pair have begun walking away from baggage collection, Trixie keeping and ear out to him.

TRIXIE:
"So I'm acting?"

Derrick Tassler:
"Yes, we would have a rough match plan out that we'd need our wrestlers to capture with their in-ring skills and bring to life the characters we have in store."

TRIXIE:
"Wait, so I wouldn't get to just play me?"

Derrick Tassler:
"No, we have a number of characters that we need performers like yourself to put on the attire and become the characters."

TRIXIE:
"I don't know. I'm kind of trying to do my thing. I've always wanted my name in neon lights and tomorrow it will be."

Derrick Tassler:
"I understand, you have my card and we wanted you to come by and audition for the role of Valorie Mitchell."

Trixie pulls out a small ticket from her handbag for the show and hands it to him.

TRIXIE:
"Why don't you come to the show and see my audition, I'm kinda in the main event but shhhh."

Trixie flashes a smile and walks off with Derrick looking over the ticket with a face that suggests he might just go. Trixie on the other hand gets her pair of sunglasses out and put them on as she steps out of the airport, ready to begin her career.

ARIZONA HOTEL - To Be On-Camera - JANUARY 17TH, 2017

TRIXIE:
"Tweeder the icon. Tweeder the UltraViolent man with lots and lots of titles to his name, this match isn't an ultra-violent match. Allow me to introduce myself as Redemption Wrestling's Genesis Champion, as well as the Trixie Champion."

Trixie stands with both shoulders covered in Redemption Wrestling gold, smiling gleefully as if it's the first time she's got either belts despite having the Genesis for twenty-five days and her Trixie Championship for well over fifty.

TRIXIE:
"I've beaten Veterans before, Anton Chase has a Trixie footprint in a very private area to vouch. You're really no different. This is Union Battleground and you can come in with all this Ultra Violent cheap fighting experience, I'll come in with practical experience…whatever, but this company is a new stage and new history to be carved in. Axel seems very eager about you, too eager and really should look to the future; Me. You're like in your late thirties or early forties, all those hardcore matches will have tenderized your body and this main event is going to be a walk in the park."

Trixie sets down her titles on her bed but turns back to point at the camera.

TRIXIE:
"That's very foolish, I became Champion this December, and here's a new saying for you. With Glory comes knowledge. I will be light on my feet, I will show you the speed being a young girl can bring. You'll try to get a german suplex, a crossface but how bulldogs, clotheslines and dropkicks hurt with just a little Trixie speed on them as I run all the way, all the way to the finals. Dicky Boo Boo. Axel Graves personally put me in the main event, and that's where I'll be, hand held high. Toodles."