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Post by Laura Phoenix - HBIC on Nov 26, 2020 23:00:18 GMT -5
PWS:APEX RiotTuesday, December 8th, 2020Live from the PWS ArenaNew York, NYTag Team MatchAlexis Makarios/Heather Haze vs Skip&MudCard is Subject to ChangeRPs due by 11:59pm Eastern on Sunday, December 6th, 2020Minimum 300Maximum 5000Segments will be due by Monday, December 7th, 2020 by 11:59pm Eastern
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Haze
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21-12-04
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Post by Haze on Dec 7, 2020 1:22:35 GMT -5
Prologue
It had been 40 days since Heather had the Collateral Damage Championship in her hands. The gold that Heather adored. The gold that Heather felt made her who she was and defined her as a person. To this day, Levi's actions left an incredibly bitter hole in her heart, and it was difficult for Heather to muster up the strength to talk about. The proverbial pound of flesh was not enough to justify just all that he had taken from her. He had taken her confidence, her ability to function, and her place.
It was a sucky feeling for sure. Something that the wheels and widgets in Heather's brain wouldn't allow her to process. She was proud. She sought to be the best. To have something so precious be stripped away like that? Over Two hundred and eighty eight days with the title and over eight grueling death matches that she felt had defined her. The symbol of the success she had in breaking free from being known as some washed up, b-movie adult film star to a legitimate tough as nails bad ass wrestler. It was symbolic of everything that she worked for, the culmination of that success, and tangible evidence that there was much more to Heather than a pretty face.
Then that all changed when a hot headed Levi in his rage stripped away Heather's prized possession before stepping down from his duties as the acting CEO.
Regardless, it was what it was. Now was a new chapter for Heather forging a kinship with one of APEX PWS most legendary and revered star-performer in Alexis Makarios as the two decorated vixens promised to wage war over the corrupt system-- working their grievances out over management's blatant 'biased' and 'favoritism' shown towards certain members of the roster, and setting out to erase those they found 'expendable'.
Needless to say, A Tag Team Title was enough to pacify them so to speak; to spark the already fledgling tag team division that was still looking to gain its footing. And Heather was certain that Lexy and her were the best option to save it and salvage it if that meant pulling the trigger and putting a hit on Milo's and Morgan's short but bittersweet Cinderella run in the most painful and crushing manner that would see the vicious vixens propel back on top of the wrestling world where they belonged.
But first they needed to do away with the odd ball team of newbies in Skip and Mudd in order to send the current Tag Champions a strong message that the vixens of pain were gunning for their belts and they were bringing all of hell and fury with them!
------------------- Heather’s Apartment Quarantine blues ~Heather Haze~ "Heyy Lexi. How you doin'? Like how freakin' fantastic were you to score us a shot at the tag team belts! Honestly, you were bloody brilliant. But then again You are brilliant in every way. If you weren't then you wouldn't have been the first ever PWS APEX World Champion in the first place. Am I right?!" Heather fawned face-timing with Alexis over on her android phone while she sat on the damask-covered bench in front of the lighted vanity mirror, robed in a kimono of peacock blue silk, and a matching band catching the hair away from her face as she applied the last of her makeup. ~Heather Haze~ "Seriously, I owe you one, girl. As much as I would've loved beating the ever living snot out of Lachalan, Y'know as well that I was in no shape or form to compete. I was literally dead for days just hovered up on my couch with dozens of Kleenexes' watching crummy telenovelas just to stay alive.” Alexis replied back on the video chat. Alexis Makarios: “Girl, don’t you even have to thank me. You would have done the same. I knew we needed something extreme to get through to the corrupt ones, and it worked. Now, we just have to deal with these… wastes of space… that they booked us against this week. Probably wanna make sure that we can mesh as a team… blah blah blaaaaaaah” Heather giggled, pouring some lotion cream in her hand before rubbing it all over her palm and neck. ~Heather Haze~ “Yeah…. you bet we'll be good and ready for our tag match with those lame-O's they got us fighting this week. Skip and Mudd, right? Sound like a couple of dofuses with idiotic names like that. Trust me we TOTALLY got this. We're gonna bring the fire and then we're gonna head into Crusade with all the momentum on our side as we SHOW everybody that we ain't the type to be messed around with.” Heather then reached for a smoky-grey eyeliner, and starts tracing it across the corner of her eye; trying to stay within the edges.. ~Heather Haze~ "And here I was getting all scared that I had caught the big 'C' . Thankfully it was just the pesky flu. I'm all ok now. Doing Much, much better. Honestly I dunno about you though, but I have grown to despise the chilled weather here in New York. Almost makes me wish we were back in sunny Las Vegas getting our tans. It's just sooo friggin depressing out here. Whose big idea was it anyway to drag us all the way out here to freeze our asses off in this crummy frosty hell hole?" Alexis Makarios:“Ugh, I hate this damn New York weather too! I’m shocked I haven’t gotten sick yet. But hey, when you get out of that nasty quarantine, and you come in for the shows, my spare room is yours if you would rather… ya know… instead of some awful hotel.” Alexis smiled as she grabbed a brush and started brushing her signature red hair. ~Heather Haze~ “That would be lovely...I mean if it’s cool with James to have me crash with you guys. I don’t wanna be like a third wheel or a couch crasher. You guys deserve your own privacy." Alexis Makarios: “Listen here you… we have a 5 bedroom home… we only use one bedroom. We have 3 spare guest rooms set up for friends and family. You are always welcome to crash in one of them spare rooms. Hell, it was James’s idea to set up the guest rooms.” Alexis chuckled a bit as she kept brushing her hair. ~Heather Haze~ “Awww that’s so sweet of you guys. I tell you what? I’ll definitely consider it. Right now I know we both got a lot on our plate with those tag team belts. I can almost taste them. Like it’ll almost be like taking candy from two babies. Well, I think Morgan might still be a kid...but Milo on the other hand is definitely a man child” Heather shook her head and giggled. She then grabbed a hair brush and began brushing down her long set of brown hair. Alexis Makarios: “Miles? Oh you mean the man who bullied Rider into putting up his half of the title because he stuck his nose where it didn’t belong? And Morgan… the girl is greener than Shrek’s asscrack!” Heather snorted and laughed. ~Heather Haze~ “Tell me about it. I mean just to be on the safe side there must be a rule in place forbidding violence against minors, right? If that's the case we'll have to force them into signing off a waiver. After all, we wouldn't want to get in more hot water with management again, right?" Heather gave off a wink. Alexis Makarios: “I strive for chaos. You know this by now. I just hope that the poor poor souls they are feeding to us this week are ready to get their asses absolutely whooped.” Heather grinned evilly, loving the sound of that. ~Heather Haze~ “Oh by all means they're gonna be crushed. And here’s to hoping that Milo and Morgan will be watching and taking notes as we send them a message on who they'll be dealing with.” Alexis smirked in response. Alexis Makarios: “It’s gonna be a slaughter… this week and at Crusade. They should just HAND us the belts… it would be much less humiliating.” ~Heather Haze~ “They should...but where's all the fun in that?. And besides I have a bone to pick with Milo ever since he swung that damn bloody axe that nearly took my head off!” Heather balled her fist, thinking about the deathmatch she was forced to compete in against her will and how she nearly got killed for it. It was by some miracle and luck that she managed to somehow come out alive without suffering serious injuries. Alexis Makarios: “Ohhhhh yeah. I almost forgot about that. It will be more fun this way. I just can’t wait to get our hands on them belts. It’s going to be so sweet.” Heather nodded and smiled gleefully as she stood up and paced around the room with the phone in her hand. ~Heather Haze~ "Me too. It’ll be the best Christmas present for the both of us...even though I don’t really generally care for Christmas at all. But I think it would be great to add it to our already awesome accolades as we light up the tag team division on fire. There ain’t nobody who can stop us. And it all starts with us beating the shit out of Mud and Skip.” Alexis Marakios: "For sure, girl. For sure. Anyways I think I hear James calling me downstairs for some hot chocolate. Only damn good thing about living at the north fucking pole..." ~Heather Haze~ "NO WAY...is it With marshmallows?" Alexis Marakios: "With EXTRA marshmallows." ~Heather Haze~ "awww lucky you, girl. I could totally go for some right now. If I wasn't damn stuck here. Quarantine sucks ass!!" Alexis Marakios: "See what you're missing out on?" ~Heather Haze~ "I know. I'm officially jelly. Alrighty hun you enjoy your hot chocolate while I laze around. We'll chat Laattter. Muuuahhh." And With that Heather kissed the phone leaving a lipstick stain on it as the scene fades to black.
OOC: This is a joint RP for Lexy and Heather.
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