Post by emotionalpunk on Nov 25, 2005 19:46:38 GMT -5
The scene opens up outside a rather large white mansion. The brisk air outside blows against the dead tree limbs. A woman walks out the door. She stands tall with her head held high. She slams the door behind her with a look of no regrets. She sits down on the porch steps and just looks around at the trees.
Woman:
When I planted these trees many years ago as a young girl I never expected them to change with the seasons. I was so naive. I was in love with nature I never thought my trees would change just like the weather. Growing up in Canada got me pretty used to all this brisk cool weather. At the age of ten my parents got a divorce. I was torn between the two. Some like to think that's why I'm so bitter and up happy today.
The woman looks around as she whips a warm tear from her cheek. Her long blond hair blows with the wind. She sits without a care in the world. But something seems to be troubling her.
Woman:
We haven't spoken in days. I'm not even sure how faithful you two are to this team anymore. I thought we we're a family. I thought we all loved each other. Where have you been when I needed your support during my training. I guess you guys are preparing for your matches as well. I haven't been in the ring in so long...
The blond woman pushes and pulls the hair out of her face, revealing her to be Valor Diva Meg. She looks around with concerned eyes.
Meg:
I'm not nervous. I'm just cautious. I'm not scared, I'm just not taking any short cuts. Not much is known about my opponent at Deadly Encounters. Ah, Deadly Encounters my first pay per view in this frightening federation. The talent is so fierce, so unlike my opponent. She has no skill. I have no competition. She is Brittany Bailey. It's almost hard to believe you are the sister of Brandon Bailey.
[/b]Woman:
When I planted these trees many years ago as a young girl I never expected them to change with the seasons. I was so naive. I was in love with nature I never thought my trees would change just like the weather. Growing up in Canada got me pretty used to all this brisk cool weather. At the age of ten my parents got a divorce. I was torn between the two. Some like to think that's why I'm so bitter and up happy today.
The woman looks around as she whips a warm tear from her cheek. Her long blond hair blows with the wind. She sits without a care in the world. But something seems to be troubling her.
Woman:
We haven't spoken in days. I'm not even sure how faithful you two are to this team anymore. I thought we we're a family. I thought we all loved each other. Where have you been when I needed your support during my training. I guess you guys are preparing for your matches as well. I haven't been in the ring in so long...
The blond woman pushes and pulls the hair out of her face, revealing her to be Valor Diva Meg. She looks around with concerned eyes.
Meg:
I'm not nervous. I'm just cautious. I'm not scared, I'm just not taking any short cuts. Not much is known about my opponent at Deadly Encounters. Ah, Deadly Encounters my first pay per view in this frightening federation. The talent is so fierce, so unlike my opponent. She has no skill. I have no competition. She is Brittany Bailey. It's almost hard to believe you are the sister of Brandon Bailey.
Meg kind of lets out a little laugh but the cool air gets trapped in her lungs making it hard for her to regain her breath.
Meg:
Brandon is a man whose earned my respect in this federation. He is one of the few to do so. Being his younger sister would be an honor to just about any young woman. But no, you run around with non other than his enemy Eric Hardcastle. Something I do not understand. Respect your brothers wishes.
Meg pauses for a moment.
Meg:
People would automatically assume growing up with the last name Bailey would be amazing. But, apparently you don't seem to think so. The only thing you've earned Brittany is the scandal reputation you have. Running around playing games with your brothers enemy. Can't you see you're breaking his heart.
Meg kind of tilts her head to the side. Her eyes shift around. The phone begins to ring inside.
Meg:
Hardcastle, Don't cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me.
Meg winks. She glances at the door and leaps toward the door.
Meg:
I'll see you at Deadly Encounters. We'll just see who earns the title as the baddest B*tch.
Meg storms off to answer the phone. The scene fades to black.
OOC:
Lack of information on my opponent? Yes.
On Time: Yes
Tired: Yes
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Good rp, it does the job, and good luck! 
so i thought i'd use that line hehe
hehe.. funny sig gana.. but wrong fed you silly butt.. besides.. here women can't face men 
LOL!