Post by Josie Pleasure on Mar 25, 2018 23:08:24 GMT -5
-------After the bell rang and the winner was not me-------
Josie is livid that tantrum in the ring has nothing on the one she's about to have. As she exits the ring she gathers the hair that she yanked from Maggie's head and stares at it in her hand as a slow smile begins to grow on her lips. Obviously remembering that shocked look on Maggie's face when the act was committed. Josie clinches the now stray hair in her fist as she walks backstage and the smile wiped from her lips and her eyes narrowed as she screams in frustration scaring some of the staff in the hall. Not only is a loss hard enough to stomach, but then add in that it was your debut match, but not taking away the fact that it was a very intense battle. Like a see-saw there was a constant back and forth of power so there is nothing that Josie, has to be pissed about, other than losing cuz she proved that she is a worthy opponent and frankly something to be feared. She throws some things around with unoccupied hand and growls at one of the make-up people, causing them to shrink away as she walked by.
----------Maggie my sweet--------
The show is about to start and Josie's match is coming up, but she can't bring herself to move as she just sits staring at the hair in hand with a smirk as she talks to no one in particular.
Sweet Maggie, you stole the victory from me, after just saying before the match how your head wasn't fully in the game due to your knight and shining armor, Alex. I can still see the look of silenced horror upon your face when you noticed the bad deed I'd done. I don't think the pain had completely set in just yet, but once I blew your hair into your face the realization hit you like a ton of bricks and it triggered something in you, an animal instinct if I may. How interesting you suddenly became to me as I let you attack me, I bet it felt good to unleash that pent up anger you've been bottling up all this time. For once you got to be the dealer and it felt good, pair that with coming back from your hiatus must have been electrifying. All that "will they still remember me", "will they still like me", "can I hold my own in the ring with a Psycho." How does it feel now? You came out on top, but you've been marked by me, this hair is a trophy on our time together and you can brag how you slayed another beast, but all you did was stun me and I'm back on the hunt. We will meet again, for that I promise...
Josie closes her head as though snapping herself back to reality. Josie's boyfriend, Shane enters the picture, but seeing the look on Josie's face he knew not to disturb her. He sat down quietly beside her and listened intently with a slight smirk.
-------Moments before the match-------
The crowd is quite responsive tonight as you can hear the mix of cheers and boos as clips from the last show are being flashed on the tron echo behind the curtain as much as if you were sitting front row. Shane, had told her that she was sick in that ring and given some of his antics that was high praise coming from him. Though is always proud of her no matter what even her anger was focused on him, Shane, never missed an chance to tell her how sexy she is when she's pissed. Still clenching that hair, she again speaks out loud.
Aliyah Jaxon, another new face that I know nothing about, but don't think that I haven't done my homework on you. I'm trying not to make a snap judgement so impress me. I'm coming off my debut match with a loss and I'm not exactly a happy camper so word to the wise, I just may take out my anger on you. You say that you don't pander to the fans that you do what you want, when you want to. Well honey, I have the same attitude. I mean who just up and rips out some hair on their first official move in their debut match? ME! I hope you were watching that match, to see how I didn't take shit from Maggie, I gave as good as I got. I could have broken her right then and there, but tell me what fun would that have been? See I think she really needed that confidence boost what with all the man troubles she's been having. I regret to inform you Aliyah, that I might actually break you, I might play nice at first, feel you out so to speak, but something tells me I will grow tired of you fast and that's when the violence will begin. Now I for one find that to be my most favorite part, I love the tortured screams and if I'm so lucky to draw blood, well then you just might keep me entertained. I know you don't fear me and that my "head games" aren't going to work on a tough cookie like you, but I've been known to be quite persuasive when I want to be. Come on I wanna Aliyah down for the three count.
Josie laughs at her own cleverness as she opens her fist and begins to pet the loose hair that is cradled in her hand.
Last Edit: Mar 25, 2018 23:15:56 GMT -5 by Josie Pleasure
Post by Aliyah Jaxon on Apr 2, 2018 21:53:28 GMT -5
"Unimpressed."
This would be the very vague statement that would greet the viewers of yet another Union Battleground Exclusive ahead of tonight's edition of L!GHTS OUT! The scene opening up in the backseat of a vehicle; a high-end, luxury type of automobile, to be exact, which was evident based off the visible wood grain interior and black leather seats. The identity of the individual is currently unknown due to their head facing in the opposite direction of the camera lenses; and instead, would be looking outside of the passenger window that welcomed a beaming ray of sunlight to shine through - almost blinding. There was momentary silence here, with the only noise being that of the outdoors and the sound of the vehicle's tires rolling on the somewhat uneven terrain, which would not allow the camera to maintain a steady focus on the individual in question. It was quite apparent that the person was a female given the feminine tone of voice, among other things like the sleek, auburn-colored hair that reached the small of her back almost glistening upon the screen and the skin-tight black dress that perfectly shaped her hour glass figure. A slow turn of the head would reveal the individual in question to be none other than Aliyah Jaxon, who would be donning a pair of gold-tinted Aviators that shielded her eyes from view. An assortment jewelry around her neck, hoop ear rings, and bracelets complimented the entire outfit. With one leg crossed over the other, she reveals to be wearing a pair of matching open-toed high heel boots as well. Arrogantly, Jaxon chews on a piece of bubblegum; her attention continuing to be away from the camera and on the driver, instead.
"HEY! Like, uh...can you like, I dunno'...hurry the hell up--NOW? Yeah! Ya'know I'm runnin' super late, right? Or do you not? You think people runnin' on your time, or what? C'mon an' at least act like you wanna' get paid today, 'kay? I know people who'd love to drive me 'round for free."
Jaxon shakes her head back and forth before finally acknowledging the camera man who was capturing little move she made, awaiting for some sort of continuance and follow-up on her opening statement.
"But yeah, aaaanyways. What was I sayin' again? Okay, right. Unimpressed." Jaxon nods her head as if to reassure herself of what she stated. "I'm unimpressed. I've had people left an' right askin' me how I'm feelin' after my first full week as an active member of the Battleground and I've told 'em all the same exact thing. If there was ever a word to describe exactly "how I'm feelin'" about this shindig, that would be it. I mean like, here I was, under the impression that I'd be treated like the star that I know I am--but nah! I was under the impression that this was home to some of the best of the best--but nah! Back on the prelims again like I was last week in my debut; wipin' the mat cleeeaaan as whistle with some mierda fea called Faren Black whilst some perra called Trixie that I have to take a backseat to, is up on the main show an' in the main event fightin' for a title an' just wastin' away an opportunity that should've been mine--not hers, or anyone else's. Trixie humiliated herself by fallin' flat on her face an' takin' a L on last week's show, soooo I took it upon myself to further humiliate Trixie by stompin' her out after the match an' makin' sure I'M the last face people see before the lights go off--and not hers. And yeah, I know, I know..."oh, Aliyah, you're supposed to 'work your way up to that spot!', 'you're supposed to earn it!'. Not I, nuh-uh. Just a little F.Y.I. for those of you out there, rather than earning a spot or simply trying to fill a spot for somebody else, Aliyah Jaxon is here to take a spot - and that's EXACTLY what I intend on doin' a whole lot sooner rather than later."
Jaxon lifts her shades atop her head, revealing her hazel-colored eyes to the camera, rolling them heavily in annoyance.
"Oh, and uh, I guess that should bring me to my match on Friday against Josie Pleasure. Yeah, I know her name - and that's about it. Is there anything more to really know about her? Probably not. The only other thing we'll find out about you, Josie, is how you measure up. We both both made our debut last week, girl - and this week will be no different from the last. Me? Standin' tall an' pretty with my arm raised as a winner. You? Flat on your face like I left Faren and Trixie last week in Bulgaria - a loser. I know, I may sound cocky, arrogant or whateva', but I'm just speakin' facts, honey. You took an' big fat L last week, an' you wanna' brag about snatchin' hair outta' somebody's head just to save face? Puh-leeeease! You gonna' have to do more than just pull hair an' make all of these wacky-lookin' faces in order to make yourself seem like a some sorta' psycho', 'cos I'm willin' to go the extra mile to win, honey. I'm talkin' broken bones, black eyes, shattered teeth, ya'know what I mean? If you don't, then that's fine, 'cos you'll have ample time to prepare for what's comin' for you on Friday night - and that's another loss in your track record an' yet another night of disappointment second guessin' your ability in between those ropes. Bring your A-game, girly - I'm beggin' you to! Do what my opponent last week failed to do; and that's not only defeat me, but simply impress to some extent, but don't make a complete fool of yourself tryna' match-up with me. But what am I sayin'? I don't get paid by the hour, so I'll be sure to make things quick if I'm not havin' too much fun, 'kay?"
FIN.
Last Edit: Apr 2, 2018 21:57:30 GMT -5 by Aliyah Jaxon
