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Updated: August 30th, 2010
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- A strange promo appear in Outbreak, but we have no idea what it's about!
- Chad Jamison announced the Division Dogfight between the Inferno, Octane and Shockwave divisions for Behind Enemy Lines, the winner taking a shot at their respective division's championship as their reward!
- Code won the Captaincy for Team Shockwave in a Tag Team match that went anything but smoothly!
- Clay Forte joined Team Inferno!
- Michael Miracle pleaded his case to join the team too!
- William Haze got the shots in on Nick Malone as pen was put to paper to secure the World Championship match at Behind Enemy Lines!
- James Mitchell Cornett and Sam Horrey fought to a no-contest, but something far more sinister was at work during the match, prompting Sam's closest friends to jump in and help!
Next PPV: Behind Enemy Lines - 9/15/10
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Aug 18 2010, 10:45 AM
 “Jackson get out of that car right now. A 1969 Shelby Mustang sat in the driveway of some establishment. Jackson was sitting aboard it, feet up on the dash and his arms crossed, looking away from the frowning sisters, Peisinoe and Casara. Peisinoe turns herself away. She hated her brother sometimes. “Why the hell should I? The bitch never did anything for me.”Peisinoe reeled around on her heels and glared at Jackson. She took a few steps towards the car and bent down slightly so she could freely look into the window at him. “What has she done for you? She fucking born you and fucking raised you. She patched up all you scraped knees and paid for you to do all those things you wanted to do no matter how many times you quit. She spent time with you and was with us all the time, she loved you more than anything and enough to count for dad when he wasn’t around, you ungrateful little bastard. Hey it’s fine though you whining little shit. Me and Casara will go see our mother and you can sit here like the little coward you are. You can say what you want about me, because I could care less what you say about me, but our mother? No way, the next time I hear you say anything like that about her I will slap the taste out of your mouth.”Peisinoe grabs Casara’s hand and leads her to the front steps of the establishment leaving Jackson to stew in the car. They walk inside, the place had a beautiful lobby, a large green and red rug, sitting on the rug were two couches, both red and on either end of each couch was round end tables with a small lamp sitting on them. There was also a large fireplace and chandeliers. They walk to the front counter, a plump woman in her late 30’s was standing there, her cheeks red and a large smile on her face.”How may I help you dears?” “We’re here to see Sharron Marlow.” “Ah yes you must be Casara and Peisinoe then. There is also a Jackson on this list? “Yea we don’t think he is going to make it today, it will just be me and Casara I’m afraid. “Alright dear, right this way”The plump woman leads them down the hallway and to a room marked 50. She takes a key and unlocks the door and leads them in. Laying down in a bed was a red headed woman in a hospital gown, strapped from each ankle and wrist to the bed. Casara raises her hands to her mouth in shock. “Why is she strapped to the bed like that?”Peisinoe was angry at this point seeing her mother this way.”This is for her own safety and the safety of the staff. Your mothers condition has gotten worse I am afraid. She has now become violet to herself and the staff here. She is convinced there is something inside her and she needs to kill herself to kill it. I swear it’s like something out of exorcist or buffy the vampire slayer sometimes. I will ask that you not get to close to the bed please, she is not well, and has a magical ability to get herself out of those straps sometimes.” “Hi mom it’s Peisinoe, Casara is here too. How are you feeling today”Sharron looks over at her daughters, her eyes blood shot like she hadn’t sleep for days. A nasty grin spreads across her face as she speaks “How do you think I am doing you little bitch? I am strapped to a fucking bed and there is something inside me, and these stupid bastards won’t let me get it out.” “mom there is nothing inside you besides, blood, guts and some bones. You need to stop attacking yourself and the others here, they are only trying to help you, and they can’t very well help you if you are trying to claw their eyes out like some wild animal.” “There is something in you too, you’ll see soon enough. Get those stupid girls out of here, I don’t want to see their ugly faces anymore.”The plump woman looks at them and puts a frown on her face and nods. “No need to tell us nurse, we understand.”They walk from the room as the nurse closes the door and locks it again. She looks at Peisinoe and Casara the frown still on her face. “ I am sorry your visit had to be like that. I wanted to tell you on the phone but I thought it was best for you to see.” “ We understand nurse, thank you so much, we need to get going, we have a fuming brother waiting for us outside. Call us about any changes please.” “I will, I won’t lie to you though, I don’t think this will get any better.”Peisinoe nods and smiles faintly, and leads Casara outside to the car. “So how is she?”They both get into the car. Casara has gotten exceptionally quite and just said nothing. “Like you care”----------------------------------------- The scene cuts in with snow, and just as quickly as that starts Peisinoe is seen on screen, it’s a taping from earlier in the day” so this is it, the moment I have been waiting for. A chance of a lifetime, I am walking into Outrage as Peisinoe and possibly walking out as a contender for the World title. Who would have known it? I have been given the chance against some of the greatest that FTW has to offer. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous. The truth is I have never been so nervous in all my life about something. I am going into that ring at Outrage to take on Eden Black, Chris Cage, Ripplemagne and most of all Brandon Banks and Gabriella. I don’t know much about Banks, but I know he is well known here and considered one of the best, and well Gabriella was a former World Champion and that is intimidating to say the least. I have to live up to her hype, and why, because she a woman and has been World Champion, can’t be much better than that. Not only that she held that title for a quite a while, a feat hard for most, but she did it. I have to give the woman her props, well deserved props, and I do admire her because she comes into the ring and does exactly what she says she will do, whereas most wrestlers come out all mouth. So Gabriella let’s just say I am a fan, but don’t get me wrong, I will take you down if I get the chance, we both want the same thing and that’s a shot at the esteemed gold, and I will go at all costs to acquire that. I am unpredictable and I think we all know that by now. I have beaten the odds before, and even if they are all stacked against me right now I won’t back down, and I won’t stand down to you. I know have so much to prove in this match, and that’s proving to everyone else what I can and will do, and proving that I can be better then you. I hope you understand this, and no hard feelings after the match is said and done, but right now bitch you are all mine and I want it all like the greedy bitch that I am.
Eden Black, you are beginning to become a real annoying thorn in my side. I take you down and well here you are again. The only other woman in this match besides Gabriella and I, but possibly the most annoying. The woman who has more to prove then me it seems ? i don’t know I am just talking as a filler right now, because I could care less about you and what you want from this match. You didn’t even care enough to check things out and see what this match was all about. Do you know how important this match is Eden. It’s probably one of the biggest opportunities you will ever get and you are fucking it up. What is wrong with you. Do you want to be at the bottom forever? I don’t, not at all, and if you stand in my way I will take you down and out, and none of your little street fighting moves will help you, I will be like an unstoppable animal in that match, and the rest of you are my prey. So do yourself a favour....stay out of my way and you won’t get hurt.
Brandon Banks I really don’t know what to expect from you, you kind of worry be to say the least, only because i don’t know what attitude you will be having coming into this match, but I would love to be let in on it. So what to do when there is someone like you in the match? Go all out and treat you like I have something to lose. Wait, i do have something to lose, my credibility here, this once in a lifetime chance, and respect. So Banks, come ready for this match cause it’s on and I am out for blood.
Chris Cage, sorry I don’t know who you are, but lately I have been so caught up in my life and all these matches and opponents and important decisions that i have had little time to get to know everyone. I am assuming you won the match, seeing as you are in the scramble match at Outrage, which means automatically I don’t like you right now. I notice though, you have the same thing to say about me, that most people do lately. Can’t figure me out, can’t quite place what I will do in this match, and great because that is exactly what I need to do, keep people guessing, keep them confused, works out for me in the long run, and this you would have to agree with. I am a woman of so many different styles and talents and abilities inside the ring and I use this to my advantage. I never go in doing the same thing, sadly the only downfall. It gets me in trouble. How so? Well the mere fact that it makes people think they have to gun for me more, and it usually gets me ganged up on. It’s ok though, I welcome the challenge, and I await your challenge Chris.
Last but certainly not least. Ripplemagne, you are the one I can’t figure out. The funny man, the man that very well may send me on the same whirl that I tend to throw people on. I wonder what your intentions are in this match, your plan of action. It leaves me baffled to the highest extremes, I don’t like having my own game played on me and you will probably pay dearly for that. I do welcome the challenge that you bring to the table.
We are all different in so many ways, different styles, different places in life, but we all have one thing in common this week. We are in a match that will determine our futures with this company and what opportunities we gain as we step onward. We all have something to prove, some more than others, and we all have something to gain at the demise of someone else’s dream. The only question is, who will get it?The video cuts to snow as the scene fades out.Key CodeNurseCasaraJacksonSharronPeisinoeAction |
Aug 10 2010, 11:22 PM
Are we an item. Girl quit playing
"We're just friends"
What are you sayin?
said theres another and looked right in my eyes
My first love broke my heart for the first time,
And I was like
Baby, baby, baby ooh
Like baby, baby, baby noo
Like baby, baby, baby ooh
Thought you'd always be mine, mine.
The next thing we see is a pillow flying at the cd player next to the poolside, and it falling into the pool. “ You so owe me a new cd player Pei. “I don’t care as long as I don’t have to hear that wretched song for one more minute, I don’t know why they insist upon playing that kid on the radio over and over again. The united states army should use that as a torture technique on the al qaeda.”Casara chokes on her drink and snorts out a laugh. “Oh come on he’s not that bad”Peisinoe sits up in her pool chair and lowers her sunglasses and looks at her sister with a brow raised “You are kidding right? The music doesn’t even suit him, he’s 16, and the boy is a spokesperson for proactive for fuck sakes. He hasn’t hit puberty yet let alone get a damn pimple, and that stupid song is about love, how can you be that much in love at 16.”Casara starts to laugh, this time without choking. She lays her drink back on the table beside her and grins. “Alright you are right, the kid is lame, but enough about him, this is relaxation time before you go for your show this week. “Aw yes relaxation, I had almost forgotten what that was. It’s hard to relax though when your asshole brother is dating your best friend.” “ Those two have been making googly eyes at each other for years Pei, you had to have seen it coming. Perhaps it’s what he needs in his life right now, perhaps he can forgive you in time, stop blaming you for daddies death. Let Miranda work on him.” “Don’t get your hopes up little sis. I just can’t understand how my own twin could think that way, we’re supposed to have a connection, and instead we have hatred.” “Well listen to you being all smart and stuff.” “Just because I am manipulative and a seductress doesn’t mean I can’t be smart, I am smart cause I have the ability to do that. Don’t worry, one of these days I will teach you.”Casara just shakes her head and grins “So who do you have this week?” “A guy named P.K. Sterling. The other one dropped out for unknown reasons, well unknown to me. Something tells me that the pressure was a little too much for him. I mean this match does mean a lot. It will have its rewards and I want those rewards .” “ So what exactly is gained from this match” “A chance to gain access to a 6 man scramble match, I have no idea what will come from it, but I am hoping a title shot of some sort, probably the Shockwave title, I am willing to settle for that right now” “Settling for less these days are we?” “Hey even a spoiled princess knows not everything can be handed to her. I know I have to work to get somewhere here. Don’t get me wrong though once I do get up there I won’t fail.” “You just have to learn to relax a little and take everything in stride, don’t take everything personally.” “I’m getting there, it just takes time when you’re me. I am beginning to understand how it all works. I will still play the game the way I want to, and the way I see fit for the situation. This week I will be professional, I will go in fighting.” “That Sterling dude looks like someone that likes to hit on the ladies, he just has that look about him, and yes I have been watching the shows. I’ve seen him before, and I won’t lie sis, he’s pretty good.” “Pretty good is what I am looking for. I am looking for an opponent that is a real opponent, not someone I can seduce for once. I don’t think I could if I wanted to this time around.” “And you are ok with this?” “Very ok with it. I am actually anxious to see what this guy will have to say, I want to see if he is like the others, with one thing on mind. She’s a woman. I am sick of the same old idiots being pit against me that use the same phrases, like whore, bitch, slut, you know all that stupid shit. They never seem to understand I am a wrestler and I can take them out if they make one simple little mistake. I have shown this already, and the ones that made the comments are probably kicking themselves in the asses right now for doubting my abilities. So I am anxious to find out if this guy will make the same mistake, doubt me and lose. His own loss If he does honestly. One of these days the double standards and sexism will end and women will be fully accepted into the wrestling world as equals, but until that day I will defend myself in any way possible.” “You’re living in a dream world my dear. The sexism will never end, it’s plays on both sides of the card, men will always look down on women, and women will always look down on men even though we’re not all the same. It’s what keeps the world a turnin. Mind you there are those select few out there that believe in equality, but rarely ever fully act on it.” “Oh and what brings you to that conclusion?” “A man will say that he’s all about women’s rights but deep down inside he will probably still feel that she should be the one cooking and washing the dishes, and making and taking care of the babies. Women may tell their friends they have the greatest man in the world, but deep down they will always feel that their man is a bit chauvinistic,it’s a circle that never ends” “Well look at you, you are already wiser then I knew you were, you are definitely my sister.” “Have to let people know sometime” Casara chuckles “So you have lots to do tonight, you’d better get a move on if you want to get it all done in time.” Peisinoe sighs and pushes herself up off her pool chair. “So much for relaxing”-------------------------------------------------------- Peisinoe walks through the FTW arena, pulling the arm bands on her arms up so they weren’t wrinkled. They reached her elbows and were hot pink. She wore the same outfit as the week before except this time it was pink in the spots where it was purple the week before. Her hair this time however was pulled back into a high ponytail. She strides down the hallway right to the production room. Sitting there was Desiree Sanchez, she stands up and looks at her designer watch, and dressed I a grey business suit, very tight and very designer. She glares at Peisinoe. “You are late Peisinoe. This interview, meet and greet thing was supposed to start 20 minutes ago.” “Oh don’t get your panties in a bunch, I am here now and we have lots of time before my match.”Desiree continues to glare as Peisinoe takes her seat and takes a sip of
her water. Instantly spitting it back into the cup. “Hey can I get some water that doesn’t taste like camels piss?” “and you know what camels piss tastes like? Fascinating.” “It’s an expression dear get with the times. Alright let’s do this I’m ready.” “Eager tonight are we?” “Of course I am this is a big night coming up for me, I am all about this qualifier match.” “Ok then roll the camera Frank. Hey there fans of FTW, Desiree Sannchez here with Peisinoe with the second…..” “And possibly the last”Desiree looks at Peisinoe with an annoyed look and continues to speak “I could only be so lucky.”It was Peisinoe’s turn to give Desiree an annoyed look. “The first question comes from Georgie B from Montana. He wants to know What type of match would be your ideal match?” “Honestly? I would want something without limits, something where we don’t have to worry about the stupid rules. I like hardcore matches, ladder matches, cage, and table matches, anything where we can take it all over the arena and thrill the fans. Something that pushes myself and my opponent to their limit.” “Next question comes from Maria M from Vancouver B.C Canada, and she wants to know, Many wrestlers have their weapons of choice what would yours be? “Kendo stick. Hands down. I may not look like much, but I was trained as a wrestler and also in some arts of Karate, I know my way around a kendo stick, and I know how much they hurt, the object of a match where you are allowed to use weapons is inflicting pain, what better then a kendo stick right? “She smiles and takes a sip of her newly attained water. “Our last question is from Marcia F from Omaha, and she wants to know, Do you think wrestling was meant for you, or is it just something you do?” “I am almost sure I answered a question like this before, but let’s give this a go. Wrestling is something I wanted to do since I was a kid. While my friends wanted to so ballet, and cheerleading I wanted to wrestler, but of course to uphold my image and fit in I had to do the same. My father secretly trained me in the art of wrestling and well I hid it very well. After my father died, I vowed to make it my career, all for him, but I realized it was something I truly wanted to do, so the answer is yes I think wrestling was made for me and me for it, it’s defiantly not something I just do for fame and glory and money, cause heaven knows In already have enough money, I just want to wrestle.” “Thank you Peisinoe, and now on to your match. This week you will be facing off against P.K. Sterling in a Scramble Qualifier match, this will determine whether or not you will be talking part in the 6 man Scramble match. Tell us your thoughts on this match, on your opponent and on your chances to win this week.” “No matter what I say next, it’s going to sound cocky and arrogant, so be prepared for this. This week as you said I am in a qualifier match, possibly getting a shot at something bigger, so naturally I am eager to know what it is, what I will be fighting so hard for tonight and during the Scramble match, but all I can do is wait and see and hope that I do not disappoint myself before I get a shot at it. I don’t know anything about my opponent, except that he is fairly new. One match under his belt I do believe and a loss to go with it, but he put up a good fight, or so I hear. This is it though, I know nothing more. I’ve seen a promo, I watched it carefully, I watched the match carefully, but it’s hard to read an opponent from just one promo and a match, but don’t get me wrong. Don’t take that as me handing this match over without some plan, without a strategy, because that defiantly isn’t the deal, it just means that I will be keeping more of an eye on you and hitting you with my best stuff. I am one step away from one of the most amazing matches I may have here for a while, and I don’t want to have to think of you this way, but really you are just a bug I wanna squish on my cute little cobblestone path to glory. So just stay off my path, and you won’t get hurt. My chances this week are high; I really do feel that way. I have worked hard to get where I am right now, worked hard to make this chance possible and I will work harder so you don’t take that away from me.”Peisinoe shifts in her seat and gets closer to the camera "Wrestling is in my blood , I eat, sleep and breath wrestling, so I am allowed to be cocky, arrogant as they say, I have the record to back it up, I’m not just talk, I walk the walk, and I plan on proving that times 3 this week. I do wish you the best of luck Sterling, but a word of advice, don’t do anything stupid, because I strive on the stupidity of others , and I work it to my advantage, you want to beat me? Then watch me, because I am a slippery little vixen and before you know it you will be down for the count and I will have my hand raised in victory. Hope you’re ready for that. Listen for my song Sterling, cause you are a cute little thing, don’t get pulled into my trap, because you won’t come out, I WILL make sure of that.”She winks, bites her bottom lip as she chuckles slightly and blows a kiss into the camera before disappearing from the scene “I swear she gets weirder everyday”KeyCodeActionPeisinoeCasaraDesiree
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Aug 3 2010, 11:22 PM
There is a sound of water bubbling and girls laughing, glasses clinking. The camera pans sitting in a large hot tub is Casara, Peisinoe and Miranda having a few drinks and just laughing it up. "It's been far too long since we've had a sleep over party like this, we have to do this more often."" Agreed, no men, no mom just us three girls." "Oh please Cas I am sure you do this all the time, you are in college" "Oh I have tons of these parties, just not with only ladies."A smirk spreads across Casara's face as Peisinoe almost snorts her drink up here nose while laughing."You nasty little slut." " Hey it's not slutty unless you are sleeping with them. I'm not into most of those guys, they lack three things. 1. Money of their own 2. Maturity and 3. The balls to be a real man." "Amen little sis, but they don't get much better with age my dear. Get them while they are young, they can still be trained at that age."They all share another laugh as Peisinoe grabs the wine and refills their glasses. they all clink their glasses again and sit back relaxing. " They're not all bad though." "Well lead me to the right one. Thanks to this stupid name dad entrusted on me the only men I get is the idiots looking for money and guys that think i'm going to sleep with them." "You kind of give off that impression sometimes with the whole gold digger talk and get what you want anyway you have to do it to get it talk." "You sound like my opponents as of late and my brother.""Well maybe they have a point?"Peisinoe and Casara raise a brow and look from each other to Miranda. " Did she say what I think she just said?" "I don't know what do you think she said?" "She just agreed with something Jackson said" "Then yes I do think she said that.""I think she's gone mad" "Do you think we can save her" "Har dee har har, you guys are hilar...."They were interrupted by a knock on the door, Miranda had jumped out of the hot tub so fast Peisinoe didn't have time to think about going to it. The sound of the lock clinking and the door opening kept her where she was. The voice of her brother and the giggling coming from Miranda rendered her speechless and left her mouth hanging in wonder. Miranda's head peeks around the corner quickly to say 6 words that made Peisinoe shudder at the possibilities. "I'll be back in a few"With that said she was gone just as fast as it took her to say the words. Peisinoe looks at Casara and says 5 words that made her gag just saying them. "Is she boning our brother?"Casara laughs and shrugs as Peisinoe is trying to sort it all out in her head.------------------------------------------------------------------ There is snowy screen and the words previously taped popped up on a black screen. The screen quickly switches to Peisinoe sitting outside on the hood of her Cadillac Escalade, obviously the one holding the camera, a grin on her face and clad in a pair of black jeans tight towards the top and getting slightly baggier towards the bottom, a white tank top with a pink tank top over it and on this pink tank top was a knife pointing down and and a snake twined around it. Her long red locks pushed back with a pink head band."Oh Eden, Eden, Eden do you always believe what you hear from incompetent sources? That was your first mistake my dear. I have listened to the same dribble week after week after week here. The same ole tired, broken record type shit, about who I am and what I do in my free time, and again just like the ole tired, broken record shit, i have to say, you really don't know me. Then I have to say what I am really about, even though I have said it over and over again, it just doesn't seem to dawn on people, that yes I have a reputation to uphold, and yes I may come across as a whore, but I guess that means I play the role of deception well. Yes my brother rags on me too, calls me a whore all the time, but my brother hates me, has hated me ever since our dad died, so his opinion means shit right now. What matters is, no matter who I am outside of the ring, it doesn't change shit in the ring. That is something I don't understand about people these days, they always seem to assume that a person's lifestyle is who they are all the time. When i step into the ring I turn into the wrestler that I am, I could care less about someone's lifestyle, nationality, sex or whatever else may be "important" to others, i see one thing. An opponent, someone staining my progress to the next level, and someone I could could care less about knowing or caring for in any way shape or form. I didn't come here to make friends, I came here to wrestle, this isn't a game to me Eden, this is my life, and I know that may be hard to believe about a little princess like me, but the princess mask comes off when I see the ring."She looks away from the camera the grin still on her face. She looks back up again the grin getting wider. "I am sure you have heard it all before, but I speak the truth, it's who I am, I am a red headed prowess outside the ring, that doesn't sleep around mind you, that fucks with a man's mind and does it well, but in the ring, I let my hair get missed up, I break nails and fight tooth and nail to get what I want. I have and will continue to prove this. I may be cocky and and arrogant, but I am also confident, and I back my mouth up, and that's what counts. It's no good to be cocky if you don't get shit done. So Eden lets see if you can throw me off my so called high horse as my brother likes to call it, because yes I am on some roll as you call, but I am not undefeated, and if I lose to someone like you, it doesn't say much about me does it? So good luck Miss Streetfighter, can't wait to meet you in the ring, should be an interesting one."A grin still on her face as the camera shifts to snowy screen once again, and then everything is black.KeycodeMirandaCasaraPeisinoeAction
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Aug 2 2010, 10:57 PM
Peisinoe is sitting on the couch of her New Orleans home, the palms of her hand covering her face and slowly moving to rake her hair. She lets out a sigh and removes her hands, keeping her eyes closed."You know sitting here and beating yourself up about that match isn't going to do anything for you."Peisinoe opens her eyes and looks at the brunette standing in front of her, dressed in silky pink Pajama pants and a matching tank top with sweetheart written all over it. Peisinoe pulls her legs off the floor and tucks them Indian style. She was dressed in a simple but short night gown with spaghetti straps."I am not beating myself up about anything, I am just mad is all." " Mad people don't just sit on the couch and wallow in misery" "I am not wallowing. I am a pissed off girl that should be octane champion right now Casara. That bastard Taggart just couldn't do it on his own could he?"" That may be the case, but by being pissed off about a loss that you know should have been a win is wallowing. You should be happy you took them both for a good ride , Taggart just got lucky he got back into the ring in time and took you out behind your back." " Oh yes so very proud."Peisinoe rolls her eyes and leans back against the couch "You didn't let me finish"Casara sits on the couch beside her and continues "You should be happy because now you are in a better division now, you are a shockwave contender now, screw the Octane, you proved yourself as a phenomenal wrestler and that got you in a better place. Taggart is stuck in the Octane division. Think about it."Peisinoe grins and clasps her hands together "Good point, I am in a better division now with better competitors. Ha ha you are right, Taggart can keep the title. I have been given the opportunity to move higher up in the company and he's in a standstill right now. Ok I am defiantly over that now. Lets move on, Peisinoe is bored of that talk now. " "Talking about yourself in the 3rd person now are you?" "Thought i'd try it out, didn't like it much though." " Glad to hear that sis. So what are you doing this week? Is Jackson helping you with the training again? " I don't think so, it's getting too awkward training with him . We are not close, we hate each other and well everything just seems to fake. I can't do it anymore,not right now anyway." "You two need to deal with this stupid shit and stop blaming each other for things. I don't know if anyone's ever told you Pei but you are a stuck up bitch." "I am not stuck up" "Yes you really are Peisinoe, it may be working for you in the wrestling world, but you need to leave that there. You have a reputation in the wrestling world that needs to be left there. If you keep acting the way you are with family, you'll lose us all." "I am fine with you , with mom, with friends, sure everyone from high school hates me, but i am fine with that, they're not important. Get off my back about that though I mean hell if you are going to get on my case about it, get on Jackson's too he's not making an effort to make things right. He still blames me about dad's death."" Yes he does that's unfortunate, but you should make the first move sis."" i don't have the patience to deal with Jackson's shit right now. I have a lot deal with right now, a lot on my plate with FTW and more to prove. Jackson's childish behavior is on the bottom of that list." "Then tell me about this week, this bitch you are facing" "Don't know much about the girl to be honest, her name is Eden Black, no relation to Nathan Black. Don't care much for her to be honest. I've seen what she can do, she's alright but not good enough to beat me. I will prove that this week. She may think herself something big, big bad street fighting Japanese chick from the hard streets of Toronto Ontario. She is loud, obnoxious and makes me look like a god damn saint. This should be fun, can't wait to distort her thoughts about how good she thinks she is. She's just a some bitch that gets by with cussing and anger, that wont get her anywhere with me. I can't wait to see how well i am going to counter all her street fighting moves. I've been all over the world, see everything from means streets, to cozy little towns and I lived in them all, nothing she can throw at me will surprise me too much so she'd better think of something new, because all those moves, i've seen them before, encountered them before countered them before and I will beat Eden. I may be a little arrogant but I got what it takes to back the shit up and I have proven that already, many times. I don't have a flawless record, even though I should, but my skills have been shown in that ring, so I think she should take me seriously, because we are equal in the skills department, I may even that much better then her, but I wont take it easy, I never do, and any lame comments she may have about me will be countered too, because she wont get under my skin that way. Better in so many ways and I can't wait to prove that to her." " So can you hook a girl up with some tickets to that show?" "I am a wrestler there, I can get you backstage" "Awesome so you can hook me up with one of those yummy men?" "Not a chance."The scene fades with the girls arguing playfullyKeycodeActionPeisinoeCasara Lost my internet connection while i was posting and lost my rp had to rewrite quickly so it's not very good, next one will be better.
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