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Post by Wade Mason on Oct 13, 2009 4:43:05 GMT -5
[Single Match Alyson Starr Vs. D'Angelo de Vine
Limit: Two Each Maximum First Deadline: Saturday October 17th at 11:59pm EST Final Deadline: Sunday October 18th at 11:59pm EST Kirsten Shelley: Alyson Starr has ties to current TGW star David Cage, will he play a factor in this match. Both competiors are new to TGW and looks to gain the upper hand and look to impress.
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Post by devine on Oct 13, 2009 15:05:05 GMT -5
A Beautiful Introduction Act I Animosity Roleplay #1
--- The reporter straightened her business suit, and looked in the mirror. This was her first gig, and she definitely didn't want to screw this up. She had worked hard through college to get to this point, and now she had landed a job with the biggest up-and-coming wrestling federation on the face of the planet, True Glory Wrestling. She placed her hands on each side of the sink, and sigh a deep breath. This wasn't all for naught, right? She asked herself. In response, her stomach rolled over on itself. She fought to withstand the butterflies, but she didn't know if she could. All of her life, she wanted to be on television. She wanted to be a star. No, not in Hollywood, though. The big screen wasn't where she wanted to prove herself. She wanted to do the thing she had always done, question people. She was good at it, she thought, she could get people to say things that they normally wouldn't tell others. Maybe it was her looks? She looked into the mirror once more, after splashing her face with cold water. Yeah, it was possibly her looks. She was beautiful, but in an old world sort of way. She didn't have the plastic-Barbie look that had begun sweeping the nation some 10 years back. No, what she had was the beauty of the Old Country. Dark hair, that was shiny of its own accord. Dark, chestnut eyes, that seemed to suck in the light, and never let it back. All of that framed a pale face, with high-cheekbones, and firmly set lips. She knew that she was beautiful, and she knew that she had inherited it from her Grandmother Augusta. Ah, Grandmother Augusta, what a wonderful woman... That thought was interrupted by a quick tap, tap tap at the bathroom door. "Quote the Raven, Never More", she thought to herself. She quickly crossed the glistening tile floor of the University where she was located. This wasn't one of those cheap community colleges, this was one of those high-end jobs, where only doctor's and lawyer's sons made it in. Where the Fraternity's dished out tons of money, just to keep their Legacies happy. She tugged on the bronze door handle of the ladies' bathroom, to find a burly man whom she found deeply unattractive standing there. They had got to know each other before both of them setting out to do their first big promotion, and he was to be her cameraman. Bobby was his name... "It's almost time, Ms. Davis. The boss told us to not keep this guy waiting." Bobby said. He was young, but big. Dark hairs curled out from underneath his white shirt and tie, which were both stained with day-old food, and what could possibly once be called coffee. "I know, I know. I think I'm ready now." Ms. Davis responded. She straightened her pant-suit, and adjusted her bosom. "How do I look?" She asked Bobby. She didn't really care about his opinion, but any positive comment was sure to boost her spirit. "Beautiful, Ms. Davis." Bobby responded. His tongue was practically hanging out of his head. That's what she needed to hear. "Alright, lets go do this." Ms. Davis said, and they both headed down one of the glistening marble halls. The changed directions ever so often, to make sure they were heading in the right direction. "Why do you think he had us meet him here, in the Art Wing of a University?" Bobby said, after quiet sometime of walking. "I'm not sure... Maybe he works here? Or has an office?" That was what had been on her mind the whole time. She had always heard these wrestling-types do promotions and interviews in empty warehouses, dark apartment buildings, or in the boiler room of the current building of their residence. But, apparently not this guy. Finally, they reached their destination. Room 225, PAINTINGS AND SCULPTURES is what the shiny plaque on the door read. They looked at each other with a quizzical expression, and shrugged. Ms. Davis knocked a few times, and pulled the microphone up to her lips. Nothing happened. She arched and eyebrow, and done the same thing again. Again, nothing. Now, this was beginning to get odd. They couldn't see into the room, but they could see the lights coming through the cracks at the top and bottom. Finally, after a few more long seconds of waiting, the door opened up. Ms. Davis got her microphone to her mouth as quick as she could, and Bobby pulled up the large, black TGW camera to begin shooting, but they soon realized that the person that answered the door was indeed not the person they were looking for, but a young college girl, with paint smeared all over her face. "I'm sorry to disturb you... But, is..." Ms. Davis began. As soon as she started, she was cut off from a deep voice inside of the room. "I am assuming that you are Regina Davis and Bobby Jones? If so, then please do come in, you're letting a draft in." Ms. Davis and Bobby shot each other another look, and walked into the room. The first thing she seen, was students sitting around a dais. Some had a painting canvas, others had sculpting clay. In the middle, on the dais was what she found odd. A large, muscular man stood in a very muscle revealing pose. Other than that, he was naked. His back was turned to her, but his head was at an angle where he could kind of see her from where she stood. She immediately felt her cheeks redden.
"What? Never seen a naked man before? Of course not one this beautiful. Well, please do come around. If I stay like this, then I will break the pose that these beautiful young woman have started crafting me in."
[/b] For the sake of art, she moved around the front. She started to look away, but couldn't help herself... She wished that the door had been open again, because it was beginning to get hot. "Um, Mr. de Vine, I assume?""I know, I am so divine, aren't I?""Well, I'm here with TGW, and I don't think this would be the appropriate time...""Now was that today? Dear me, please do forgive me. But, I have my schedule full, and you would have to go ahead and do this now... Or no other time. And, that means that you would lose your big interview, am I right?""Well, yes..."
"Then by all means, let us begin. If your short, fat friend there wouldn't stop staring, he could just film from the waist up, and no one would ever know any different.""I'm not staring..." Bobby chirped up. "I'm sure you're not. You just haven't seen how a real man looks, and you're amazed. Why don't I look like that? You're wondering. It's okay. Not all men can be this... Divine."Bobby's face got red with anger. But, Ms. Davis shot him a look, saying let's do this anyways. And so, they did. "Mr. de Vine. Let us begin by saying hello, and welcome to the TGW." "Allow me to begin by saying you shouldn't be welcoming me to the True Glory Wrestling, you should be thanking me for coming to the TGW. I am a sculpture of beauty. Do you think you can just find this anywhere?"[/color] "Well, so bluntly put, no..." "No, I didn't think so. So, all me to say you're welcome. Not only are you just merely graced with my presence, you get to see me in my full beauty. A woman of your looks isn't usually that lucky."
"Well, moving on. It seems as if you're going to be facing a woman by the name of Alyson Starr. Your thoughts?" "Alyson Starr? What kind of cheap stripper name is that?" "I'm not sure, Mr. de Vine..." "No, I wouldn't expect you to be able to think clearly in the presence of such magnificence... Just the thought of me like this gets you all into a frenzy, doesn't it Regina?"[/color] "I prefer you call me Ms. Davis, for professional reasons..." "Sure. I'm positive you will be thinking that later, when I'm driving my point home, if you understand what I'm saying..."
"Please, Mr. de Vine, let us get back on subject. Your thoughts on your match against Alyson Starr...?""My thoughts? I don't think your brain could understand my thoughts. They are too beautiful, too amazing for the normal person's brain to comprehend. But, if you wish for me to sum this up in some way, then allow me to say what I will. Come Animosity, this business will finally get a chance to see what I am all about. To see what all of the hype is for. I will make my way down to the ring, and put myself on display infront of the thousands and thousands of fans in attendance, and the millions watching at home.
Now, sure. The coming of Jack Darling, and all of those other people from that federation that died, is going to make my entrance less grand than what it could be, but that is okay. People are going to be watching to see what these new folks do, and while they're at it, they will see me, in all of my glory, take this Stripperella-Wannabe down.
I am completely not against destroying a woman for the sake of showing myself. I am not against going in there, and pressing my body against her's on the mat. I am not against making her red in the face, just as you are now, Ms. Davis. I am D'Angelo de Vine. I am Poetry in Motion. And if anyone has ever, or will ever doubt that, then come Monday at Animosity, they will surely be mistaken.
Now, if you would Ms. Davis. Let us leave this place, and find a more quiet room. Unless you are into that sort of thing.""Mr. de Vine...""Save yourself the breath, and come with me."D'Angelo de Vine stepped down off his dais, and grasped Ms. Davis around the waist. She couldn't fight it, hell, she didn't want to. --- Later, she found herself breathless, naked, and fully satisfied for the first time in years. She looked over to D'Angelo, who was looking at the ceiling. "If you wrestle like you have sex, Mr. de Vine, Alyson Starr does not stand a chance.""Just like I said."
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Post by alysonstarr on Oct 17, 2009 21:33:55 GMT -5
*A light blue ford focus pulls into the driveway of David Cage's house. The car turns off and it sits there idle for a few seconds, the hurricane-like rain pounding down on the glass and metal of the car. The door finally opens and someone steps out of the car with no shoes, and a dress on. the figure walks up to the door and knocks on it, she reaches up and wipes the tears off her face, not that it mattered, the rain just rewet her face anyway. She rings the doorbell and wait for an aswer, shivering David opens the door and sees his ex-wife standing there shivering.* David Cage: What are you doing here? *Alyson looks up at David and the tears just start running down her face again, as she hangs her head* Alyson Starr: I need your help... David Cage: With what? Because fucking with me mentally and emotionally has already been taken. Alyson Starr: I killed someone David... *David gulps as his eyes widen.* David Cage: Excuse me? Alyson Starr: Please... *Alyson looks down again and falls to her knees on the front step. David extends a hand down to her* David Cage: Come on in, so you can dry off. *Alyson takes his hand and stands up, then walks inside with him. She looks around, still shivering with no shoes on, and drops the folder thats in her hand on the table. David picks it up and starts looking through it* Alyson Starr: Thank you.. David Cage: So who is he? *All of the headlines say "Hit and Run Victim Dies" or something of the sort* Alyson Starr: Some guy... He... He tried to follow me and April home from one of her shows... He was a psycho.. David Cage: But what forced you to take him out with your car? Alyson Starr: He just... He wouldn;t stop... We pulled into a gas station and he got out of his car to come over to us and I just... Slammed on the gas.... *Alyson looks down and starts sobbing again* David Cage: Ok do you have any evidence that he was stalking you guys Alyson Starr: No.... David Cage: Well, babe, if you're caught you're fucked nine ways to Sunday Alyson Starr: I know... I know... Oh my god... *Alyson's shivering gets worse, as her sobbing gets louder. David puts down the folder and wraps his arms around her.* Alyson Starr: i don't know what to do... And I'm so sorry... i just... I didn;t know where else to go... David Cage: It's okay, now go get out of those wet clothes. Throw on one of my old t-shirts and a pair of my lounge pants for now. *Alyson nods and turns around, she walks into David's room and opens his drawers. she pulls out a t-shirt and lounge pants. She changes and puts her wet dress into the bathtub. She grabs a brush and brished out her hair. She picks up a photo of David, Alyson and Christopher and takes a deep breath. She stands in the doorway and watches David for a few minutes, as he puts on a pot of coffee, Aly walks in and takes a seat at the table* Alyson Starr: I have to turn myself in... I'll have April bring chris here... David Cage: Aly, you're not going to jail. Alyson Starr: What choice do I have David... David Cage: Well, according to eyewitness accounts, he was trying to attack you and April. So you did what you could to defend yourself. The only thing you'll get charged for is hit and run if that. And if that's the case you'll get probation at the most. Alyson Starr: I KILLED HIM!!! *Aly looks down at the table as her hands start shaking. David places a hand on Aly's trembling hand.* David Cage: Listen, what you're feeling is normal. But eyewitnesses say that you were defending yourself. And in self defense you killed him. So that will keep you out of prison. Alyson Starr: But... I... I left him there David... God... What kind of example am I setting for our son?? David Cage: Sweetheart, listen to me, you were trying to get away that's why you left him. You'll get probation at the most. As for our son, he's 3, he doesn't understand this. *She looks at him and shakes her head, But David grabs her in a hug* Alyson Starr: You don' t get it David!!! I KILLED him... Hes DEAD!!! What if he had a family... Oh my god.. David Cage: Relax, stay here tonight and lay low. We'll settle this in the morning. *She rests her head on David's chest and starts crying again. David kisses her on the top of the head.* Alyson Starr: I'm so sorry David... I didn't know where else to go... David Cage: Its fine, I understand what you're going through. *Alyson pulls away from David slowly and looks around. She looks at him and lowers her eyebrows, remembering the last time she was in this house. Alyson walks out of the kitchen and down to the basement. she sees the 2 chairs still sitting there and just stares at them. David follows her, stopping at the foot of the stairs.* David Cage: That's a part of my life I don't want to go back to. *Alyson turns slowly and looks at him, more tears in her eyes* Alyson Starr: ...What did we do to each other... We were so inlove once... What happened to us.. David Cage: Well, a mix of jealousy, mental illness and many other factors happened. Alyson Starr: the fighting.. the repeated threat of divorce.. then jonathan... then this... this was all never supposed to happen... David Cage: You're right, it wasn't. Alyson Starr: Our son David... We can't even be civil for our son... What kind of parents are we.. David Cage: 95 percent of America families *Alyson walks past him and up the stairs again. She walks to his bedroom and looks at the picture of the 3 of them, feeling him walk up behind her, she turns around and suddenly looks angry* Alyson Starr: you know.. I tried David.. and over and over and over again.. But YOU! You had to fight about EVERYTHING David Cage: That was the schizophrenia talking. Alyson Starr: Oh yeah.. Blame it on your fucked up head David.. God.. You make me so angry sometimes!! And Then you had the nerve to send those papers back. unsigned again and again and again... David Cage: Because I still love you. Alyson Starr: you LOVE me??? You kidnap.. and tie up and beat someone you LOVE??? *Alyson shakes her head, she then walks up to David and slaps him hard* David Cage: I deserved that. *Alyson looks into David's eyes and her own start to soften slowly* Alyson Starr: God damnit David... David Cage: What? I did deserve that after all the shit I put you through. Alyson Starr: Just... Shutup.. *Alyson pushes David against the wall hard and kisses him and he wraps his arms around her* Alyson Starr: I love you... David Cage: I love you too. *David picks up Alyson and walks her over to the bed, then lays her down, The 2 start kissing again as Alyson reaches over and turns the light off* *Alyson wakes up the next morning, feeling David's arm draped over her. She turns her head and smiles watching him sleep for a few minutes. She softly lifts his arm and slips out of the bed. Aly grabs one of David's shirts and puts it on. She walks over to the dresser and grabs her cell phone then walks out of the bedroom. Aly walks down the stairs to the living room and sits down on the couch before taking a deep breath and calling her sister, the phone rings a few times before a panicked April answers* April Starr: Aly... Thank god. Where are you? Alyson Starr: ...David's... Can... You bring Christopher here later? April Starr: Oh... Well.. finally.. Of course I will *Alyson, fully prepared to defend herself, lowers her eyebrows, confussion setting in* Alyson Starr: ..What? You're not mad. April Starr: Alyson.. Hes your ex-husband. And the father of your son so, who am I to keep him from you? Alyson Starr: Who are you and what have you done with my sister? April Starr: I'm with Maxxx, Who am I to talk? *The girls laugh and Aly lets out a sigh of relief* Alyson Starr: So how are things over there anyway? April Starr: Good, Good. Maddie and Jeremy really hit it off.. She seems really happy. What about you? Any word from TGW? Alyson Starr: Yes, I have a match with some new idiot... April Starr: You'll kick his ass don't worry. Alyson Starr: I'm not worried. I'm never worried. April Starr: Yeah yeah. Hey... I gotta go.. Maxxx just got home. I'll call you later I promise. Alyson Starr: Okay sis.. Have fun! *Her cell phone glows with the words "Call Ended" and Alyson stands up. She walks back into her and David's bedroom and gets back into the bed, cuddling up to him* *the scene opens with showing the venue TGW's Animosity will be held. The camer starts to pan in to a woman standing on the building. When it finally gets close enough, the figure is Alyson Starr, the view switches to another camera, this one directly behind Alyson. She turns around slowly and smiles* Alyson Starr: TGW... My new company. For those of you who don't know me.. I am Alyson Starr. Former tag team champion.. AND the first female in EliteX history to win not only 1... but 2 Elimination chambers. Against all men,might I add. And.. I'm also David Cage who you all know's Ex-Wife. But we're working on that. *Alyson smirks as the wind blows her hair around* Alyson Starr: but enough about that... Lets talk about Animosity.. And my... Opponent? Ugh.. I can't believe I have to defeat ANOTHER pretty boy who thinks hes god's gift to women. Guess what Moron.. I mean D'angelo... You're not. What just because a few skanks who will screw anything that breathes open their legs for you does not mean everyone wants you. I mean hell, look at me.. Any normal woman, Like I am, would see you for what you really are.. An egotistical, fake tanned, hair dyed, idiot who only acts like a player because he doesn;t want to admit the truth to himself... That hes actually gay.. Sorry Vine, but I've seen way too many guys like you in this business to not realize all that. So heres what we're gonna do sweetheart... We're gonna get in that ring, You're gonna try to hit on me and So.. Darling.. I hope you're prepared.. Cause once we enter that ring.. There will be nothing but me doing what I do best... Destroying men.. Although.. Can't really say you're much of a man but... you know what I'm trying to say.. So.. I guess I'll see you at Animosity *Alyson smirks again and turns around as the scene fades to black*
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