Post by Star Stormz on Mar 2, 2019 18:48:03 GMT -5
From the Mind of Trisha
Lately, things have been so topsy turvy. First, everything gets shaken up with the PWSR closing, and we all merge with PWSi. Then, some of our biggest fears are realized. We begin to slip. Lose our grip, lose our spot. But worst of all, we have to share our spotlight. And we ALL know i’m not one to share. And to make matters worse, Frankie got the best of me. That’s right, Frankie pulled a fast one. He took advantage of a weakly worded agreement and used it to ruin my career. To take everything I have worked my ass off for in the last 4 years and make it mean absolutely nothing. All the walls i broke down, all the glass ceilings I smashed mean nothing right now, all because Frankie "The Ass" Emerson twisted a situation to go his way. But, it did backfire on him, oh did it ever. Now he is stuck in the same position I am. Problem is… I think he likes it…….
(The scene opens up with Trisha Lee Moore in the gym. She was wearing black gym shorts with a red stripe down the sides, and a black sports bra. She had on some sneakers and her hair pulled back in a ponytail as she was punching the punching bag. She had in headphones so she had no idea that there were people standing there, watching her every move. She actually had a tiny bit of a crowd forming around her, but she was so focused on delivering blows to this punching bag that she didn’t even notice. It wasn’t until she felt a tap on her shoulder that she even acknowledged that other people existed. The tap startled her and she turned around swinging out of pure reaction. When she swung, she was swinging at Marcus Cage. Once she realized who it was she let out a sigh of frustration. She took her earphones out and looked at him, and Daniel and David with him.)
Trisha Lee Moore: DON’T EVER FUCKING DO THAT! You do realize I almost knocked your teeth out of your mouth… right?
Marcus Cage: Oh Trisha, you know you couldn’t hurt me like that.
Trisha Lee Moore: Have I mentioned lately that I hate you guys?
Daniel Russow: Daily basis. Now I see you are working out… good good. Getting into tip top shape for Supremacy. Excellent.
Trisha Lee Moore: Are you saying that I am NOT in top shape?
Daniel Russow: Woah… mood swing!
Trisha Lee Moore: Well what are you saying, Russow?
Marcus Cage: I think he’s trying to say you are getting a little hippy. Not hippie like special brownies, lava lamps, and Peewee Edwards.
(She glares at him. Her face was starting to turn red. She took a deep breath.)
Trisha Lee Moore: 10...9...8...7...6...5…
David Shane: What is she doing?
Marcus Cage: SHE’S A BOMB!!! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!!
Daniel Russow: RED WIRE OR BLUE WIRE???
Trisha Lee Moore: 4...3...2...1…
(She exhales and opens her eyes.)
Daniel Russow: Boom?
Trisha Lee Moore: No… I’m ok. A few anger management techniques I picked up when Chris Wylde and Dave Diamond made me take anger management classes a few years ago. Some things just stick with you wether you want it to or not
Daniel Russow: Are we making you mad, Trish?
Trisha Lee Moore: Let's just say that i'm just trying to keep myself from killing you guys.
Marcus Cage: YOU DO CARE!!!
Trisha Lee Moore: Don't push your luck, Marcus.
Marcus Cage: Oh don’t be such a sourpuss there.
Trisha Lee Moore: Shut up. Now what are you guys doing here? Didn't we get enough team bonding time at the arena the other day?
David Shane: Ya know we never really DID discuss any strategy.
Trisha Lee Moore: The strategy is you guys take care of JaX, Edwards, and Jeter. Frankie... oh he's mine. He's put me through hell and I'm going to get revenge on him.
(She looked over at Daniel who was pretending to fall asleep. She raised an eyebrow in his direction and snapped her fingers in front of his face.)
Trisha Lee Moore: This is serious, Russow! FOCUS!
Daniel Russow: Ease up there, toots.
(She took a deep breath to keep herself from killing Daniel)
Trisha Lee Moore: SHUT... UP. I swear to god if you don't stop being a smart ass I am going to rip out your intestines and use them as a fucking jump rope!!!!
Daniel Russow: HOLY MOOD SWINGS BATMAN!
Marcus Cage: Some one must be on the rag.
Trisha Lee Moore: What the hell, Marcus???
David Shane: I think she needs to get laid.
Daniel Russow: Yeah, when was the last time you got some, Trisha.
Trisha Lee Moore: NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!
Daniel Russow: That long?
Trisha Lee Moore: WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM?
?David Shane: I'm thinking twice that long.
Trisha Lee Moore: I SWEAR TO GOD YOU BASTARDS ARE TRYING TO DRIVE ME CRAZY!!!
Daniel Russow: No, we are trying to keep you nice and angry so you can unleash on Frankie. It's all part of our plan. Now shut up and...
Trisha Lee Moore: Finish that sentance and I swear to god you and Audrey won't be having "fun" for at least a week... IF you catch my drift!
(All three men put their hands to cover their... special region... as a look of pain comes over their faces.)
Marcus Cage: See, she's trying to get at the good. I think that signing her up was a good thing.
Trisha Lee Moore: Signing me up... for what?
Daniel Russow: We may have signed you up for speed dating in an attempt to get you laid.
Trisha Lee Moore: YOU WHAT!
Daniel Russow: I said we MAY have... which means yeah we did.
Trisha Lee Moore: You guys ... signed me up ... to go speed dating?
Marcus Cage: We are only concerned about you, and while we want to see you hurt Frankie, we don't want to see you commit a true murder in the ring because you are so sexually frustated.
Trisha Lee Moore: I swear to god...
David Shane: Uh oh guys... she's mad. You guys are on your own!
(With that Daniel walked out, leaving Trisha there with Daniel and Marcus.)
Daniel Russow: You better hurry up. You might want to get a shower first so you don't smell like sweat.
Trisha Lee Moore: Fuck off. I'm not going.
Daniel Russow: We'll see about that.
(They grin and the camera fades out just to fade back in to a scene taking place about an hour later. They are outside of a local bar.)
Trisha Lee Moore: I fucking hate you guys.
Daniel Russow: Embrace it! Use it against Frankie.
Trisha Lee Moore: Oh trust me I was already planning on ending his career and getting my spot on the roster back. And anyone else who gets in my way.
Marcus Cage: Good. Now go in there and have FUN!
Trisha Lee Moore: I swear to god I will get revenge.
Marcus Cage: Maybe... but not until after Supremacy. You need us.
(He grinned real big and cheesy as she rolled her eyes before reluctantly going inside, sending the scene to black.)
What the fuck is wrong with these guys? Torturing me and signing me up for shit. By the way, the entire hour of speed dating bullshit was nothing but lame pick up lines, nasty hairy chests, old men, and perverts. I swear I'm going to get in that ring at Supremacy and I'm going to hurt Frankie. That is truly my intention after everything he has put me through. All the torture he has made me suffer, and the annoyances and everything. I will get revenge. And I will enjoy it.
