Post by Fire on Mar 16, 2007 21:18:45 GMT -6
*The scene fades in revealing a large room. The room has walls that are a deep dark purple. There are high-backed chairs sitting against the wall. These chairs appear as if they are dinning room chairs that belong around a table. These chairs are black in color except for the detailed dark purple seats. The camera pans down to reveal oak flooring. It pans back to level then to the right. On the wall is a large mural of a black dragon protecting her eggs. The camera pans to the right. Against the wall is a large chair upholstered with black leather with dark purple etching. Sitting on the chair is a tall slender female who has legs that seem to go on for days. She is looking down at her feet. Her hair is slightly longer than shoulder-length and it is a shinny raven color. She lifts her head slightly enough just to reveal her piercing brown eyes. *
Woman: “Hello everyone. I am sure you are all wondering who I am and why there is a camera crew here to let me speak. All of this will be answered in this rant of mine today. I am the wife and tag-team partner of the whole damn show. *pauses* Mr. Showtime. Some of you here will know me from some of my earlier days on other federations. For those of you who don’t know me, you soon will. I am none other then Fire. I am a fiery vixen just waiting to burn down the house, and prove my worth to all of those who will doubt me.”
*Sits up the rest of the way in the chair revealing she is wearing a small black tank-top and a small black mini skirt*
Fire: “Now I am making my debut here in POW in a ten-man battle royal. This is not exactly what I had in mind. See I was planing on entering in Tag-Team competition not singles. See this match is for a chance at the Television Title. Which is a title I had no plans of going after at this time. How can someone who is just arriving nail such a chance? I guess I have a good record, or maybe this place is different from all the others. Time will tell and I will find out what kind of company this truly is.”
*Fire leans over the right side of the chair and picks up a dark purple blanket and tosses it over her lap. *
Fire: “As I look over the men I will be facing some of these names are familiar to me, and some of them are not. The other nine men I will be facing are Mr. Showtime, whom is my husband and supposed to be the man I am tagging with. Diablo, Raid, Shane Hunter, Eddie Buchalini, Chris Knight, Brian Bane, and Victor Bloodmoon. All of witch I do not know, but I am sure I will get to know them well in this match. Bubba, now Bubba you I know. You are Nick Pickles bodyguard. And finally there is Shadow. Who of course I know from many places.”
*Crosses her legs and moves getting comfortable on the chair. *
Fire: “Shadow...That is a good name for you. You are exactly like a shadow. Everywhere Mr. Showtime goes, there you follow like his shadow. When will you ever leave Showtime and me alone? You have had your chance against Showtime and even myself several times. Its time to move on and stop following him. I have a reason to follow him around. What is yours?”
*Rearranges the blanket on her lap*
Fire: “Ah yes Bubba, let me not forget about our past. You seem to always poke your nose in places it doesn’t belong. Shouldn’t you be off somewhere with your nose up Nick Pickles rich butt? Usually where there is one there is the other, but I guess that is the point when you’re someone’s bodyguard. So why don’t you withdraw yourself from this match and go put your nose back up Nicks butt?”
*looks to the left then back to the camera. A black panther cub jumps up onto her lap. Fire pets the panther and smiles. *
Fire: “Ah Angel it is okay. I shall give you dinner soon. Now where was I. Oh yes I remember. I have one last thing to say to the eight so-called men I shall face. I will make you all pay one by one. And to the one real man that I love. I am sorry that we have to face each other, but I wont hold back, and I hope you do not either”
*The camera pans out to a wider view. Angel jumps off Fire’s lap and runs off. Fire stands and tosses the blanket over the arm of the chair. Fire points and nods. The camera fades to black as Fire walks off the way Angel went. *
Woman: “Hello everyone. I am sure you are all wondering who I am and why there is a camera crew here to let me speak. All of this will be answered in this rant of mine today. I am the wife and tag-team partner of the whole damn show. *pauses* Mr. Showtime. Some of you here will know me from some of my earlier days on other federations. For those of you who don’t know me, you soon will. I am none other then Fire. I am a fiery vixen just waiting to burn down the house, and prove my worth to all of those who will doubt me.”
*Sits up the rest of the way in the chair revealing she is wearing a small black tank-top and a small black mini skirt*
Fire: “Now I am making my debut here in POW in a ten-man battle royal. This is not exactly what I had in mind. See I was planing on entering in Tag-Team competition not singles. See this match is for a chance at the Television Title. Which is a title I had no plans of going after at this time. How can someone who is just arriving nail such a chance? I guess I have a good record, or maybe this place is different from all the others. Time will tell and I will find out what kind of company this truly is.”
*Fire leans over the right side of the chair and picks up a dark purple blanket and tosses it over her lap. *
Fire: “As I look over the men I will be facing some of these names are familiar to me, and some of them are not. The other nine men I will be facing are Mr. Showtime, whom is my husband and supposed to be the man I am tagging with. Diablo, Raid, Shane Hunter, Eddie Buchalini, Chris Knight, Brian Bane, and Victor Bloodmoon. All of witch I do not know, but I am sure I will get to know them well in this match. Bubba, now Bubba you I know. You are Nick Pickles bodyguard. And finally there is Shadow. Who of course I know from many places.”
*Crosses her legs and moves getting comfortable on the chair. *
Fire: “Shadow...That is a good name for you. You are exactly like a shadow. Everywhere Mr. Showtime goes, there you follow like his shadow. When will you ever leave Showtime and me alone? You have had your chance against Showtime and even myself several times. Its time to move on and stop following him. I have a reason to follow him around. What is yours?”
*Rearranges the blanket on her lap*
Fire: “Ah yes Bubba, let me not forget about our past. You seem to always poke your nose in places it doesn’t belong. Shouldn’t you be off somewhere with your nose up Nick Pickles rich butt? Usually where there is one there is the other, but I guess that is the point when you’re someone’s bodyguard. So why don’t you withdraw yourself from this match and go put your nose back up Nicks butt?”
*looks to the left then back to the camera. A black panther cub jumps up onto her lap. Fire pets the panther and smiles. *
Fire: “Ah Angel it is okay. I shall give you dinner soon. Now where was I. Oh yes I remember. I have one last thing to say to the eight so-called men I shall face. I will make you all pay one by one. And to the one real man that I love. I am sorry that we have to face each other, but I wont hold back, and I hope you do not either”
*The camera pans out to a wider view. Angel jumps off Fire’s lap and runs off. Fire stands and tosses the blanket over the arm of the chair. Fire points and nods. The camera fades to black as Fire walks off the way Angel went. *
