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Fight Night Rps : In Over Your Head *Trish's Thread*
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From: Angela  (Original Message)Sent: 8/15/2008 3:04 AM
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People Metioned: Read to Find Out
Relationship: Married to Deacon Havok

WGEF Achievements: WGEF Co-0wner, Raw General Manager.Tag Team Champion w/Kaylee Adams (1x), TNA Intergender Tag Team Champion w/Edge (1x), TNA Intergender Tag Team Champion w/Christian (1x), Women’s Champion (5x). Intercontinental Champion (Current), Mother of Crystal, Married to Chris Jericho
OCC: Here ya go Jon, I went with the idea ya gave me. Like I said on my email I got this idea at work and decided to run with it. Kinda gives a nice build up starting for the beginning of the new era :) Hope ya like it.

  The scene opens in Albany, New York just outside the mansion of WGEF Co-Owner Trish Stratus Copes and her husband Deacon Havok. It’s early morning and the sun is just starting to set over the roof as we move inside to the master bedroom where a single body is seen huddled under a thin white blanket. The camera slowly moves over to the far side of the bed where we see an alarm clock sitting on top of the nightstand. The camera zooms in on the bright red numbers seeing that it’s 6:59. As the time changes to 7:00 a slight buzzing sound fills the room. Moments later a hand emerges from underneath the covers stretching over to the alarm pressing the alarm button filling the room once again with silence. The covers fling back and the occupant start to stir. Flinging their legs over the edge of the bed they slide down onto the floor. The camera slowly pans upward revealing it to be Trish Stratus. Trish sat on the edge of the bed rubbing the sleep out of her eyes while coaxing herself out of bed. A few moments pass and she finally slides off the bed rising to a standing position. She makes her way around the end of the bed over to the dresser. She pulls out the middle drawer grabbing a plain white tank top and a matching pair of wind pants. Shoving the drawer back in, she pulls out the top drawer and grabs a white lacey thong and a white sports bra. Having the clothes she needed Trish made her way over to the bathroom. She lays the clothes on the sink before walking over to the tub, pulling back the crystaled shower doors and reaching for the left hand knob. She turns the knob counter clockwise stopping as the knob gets just past halfway then moves towards the second knob turning it just enough to ensure the water wouldn’t be to hot. Trish pulled her hand out of the water and removed the t-shirt she had worn to bed the night before. She pulled the shower door back across, stepping inside before pulling it across again. Trish steps under the shower head letting the steaming hot liquid pour all over her body. She leaned her head back, closing her eyes and letting the water pour down her face. After a half an hour had passed she reached around and shut the water off. As the water turned from a steady stream to a few drips she stuck her hand past the shower curtain grabbing a plush white towel off the rack and wrapping it around her body. Trish then steps out of the tub making her way over to the sink. She finishes drying herself off she drops the towel on the floor and slides the panties up her slender legs. She finishes getting dressed then grabs the brush off the back of the sink taking it through her damp blonde hair. After brushing hair Trish steps back into the bedroom grabbing her suitcase from beside the dresser and making her way to the doorway. As she steps out into the hallway her cell phone starts to ring. She reaches down into the front of her suitcase pulling out her pink RAZR. She looks at the caller id screen seeing her assistant Karen’s number. A rare smile spreads across Trish’s face as she presses the accept button and starts to speak.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Hey Karen, what’s going on?

%Karen%
You’re in a pleasant mood. What’s the occasion?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Very funny Karen. Surely you didn’t call to see what kind of mood I’m in. So what’s going on?

%Karen%
I just called to see if you were ready for your match against Ivy tomorrow night.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Aren’t I always? Geesh Karen, you act as if facing Ivy is going to be hard. I know she’s just starting but Crystal could put up a better fight.

%Karen%
That was a cold thing to say considering she’s family and one that you’re semi close to.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
What can I say I had a weak moment?

%Karen%
I’ll say it was a weak moment. I couldn’t believe it was you when you heard you talking with her like she was your best friend. I had to do a double take to make sure it was really you.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
You’re real funny, you know that? I feel sorry for the girl yes, but she’s far from my best friend.

%Karen%
No one would be able to tell by the way you were acting. If you were any nicer to her you might as well just lay down the second the bell rings.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
I may feel sorry for her Karen but I don’t feel that sorry. 

%Karen%
 Well that’s a relief, for a second there I thought you had gone soft.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
You worry to much, you know that? This is Ivy we’re talking about here. I could go out there with one hand tied behind my back and still beat her.

%Karen%
I wouldn’t give her the idea or she might suggest it.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
I highly doubt it. She thinks she’s far too talented to come up with something like that. You’ve seen her. She actually thinks she can compete with the best of the best around here.

%Karen%
And you have no problem showing her otherwise do you?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
I wouldn’t be me if I did. Ivy may be family but once that bell rings I can assure her that she’s in for a surprise. It’s such a shame that her career is going to have to end so soon after it began.

%Karen%
I can hear the sorrow in your voice too.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Thank god, for a second there I thought I was the only one who could tell.

%Karen%
I take it you’ve got some sort of plan in regards to Ivy.

A smirk spreads across Trish’s face.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
You better believe I do. Not that this match is going to be anywhere close to a challenge but it never hurts to be prepared.

As the words come from Trish’s mouth she looks over at the alarm clock beside the bed seeing that the time is 8:00 am. Her limo was going to be in there in fifteen minutes to take her to the arena. Letting out a deep breath she turns her attention back to her phone conversation.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Hey Karen, I’m gonna have to go, my limo is going to be here in about fifteen minutes and I don’t want to be harassed by a limo driver to hurry up every five seconds.

%Karen%
Alright Trish. I’ll see ya later.

After the two women said their goodbyes Trish flips her phone closed and sticks it back inside her purse. She pulls the zipper back across then heads the rest of the way down the stairs. She hurries through the entry hallway to the front door. She pulls it open and heads out to the waiting limo that she ordered to take her to the arena. She climbs inside and waits for the driver to get in. Once he's in she gives him the directions on where the arena is. As he fires up the engine Trish leans back against the seat as the limo pulls out of the driveway and the scene fades.

TBCB: Me Only

This layout was made by Johnathan for the use of Angela.



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From: AngelaSent: 8/15/2008 9:00 AM
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People Metioned: Trish Stratus Copes, Deacon Havok and Ivy Stratus
Relationship: Married to Deacon Havok

WGEF Achievements: WGEF Co-0wner, Raw General Manager.Tag Team Champion w/Kaylee Adams (1x), TNA Intergender Tag Team Champion w/Edge (1x), TNA Intergender Tag Team Champion w/Christian (1x), Women’s Champion (5x). Intercontinental Champion (Current), Mother of Crystal, Married to Deacon Havok
OCC: Like my first one, Trish isn't on camera so what's being said isn't known to anyone else. I know you weren't aware of that so I figured I'd bring it up for future reference. Hopefully it's of some use to you....Good Luck:)

The scene opens in the parking lot of a local gym in Boston, Massachusetts where the WGEF would be holding it’s premiere edition of Friday Night Fight Night, in just a matter of a few hours. As the scene continues to play we see a white stretch limo pulls into the parking lot coming to a stop just in front of the door. The left front door swings open and a small framed man steps out wearing a plain black suit with a white dress shirt underneath. He closes the door behind him and walks around to the back door, pulling it open. He holds his hand out and seconds later a female hand with French manicured nails places itself in his hand. It’s soon joined by a pair of legs. The individual pulls themself the rest of the way revealing it to be WGEF Co-Owner and Raw General Manager Trish Stratus Copes dressed in a pair of small white shorts and a black tank top.  Trish rises to an upright position she releases her grip thanking the man for his help at the same time. After Trish thanked him for his help the driver walked around to the trunk pulling out two small black duffel bags. Moments later Trish’s husband Deacon slid out from inside the limo dressed in his Legion of Havok T-shirt and black wind pants. After closing the door behind him Deacon walked over to where his wife was standing taking the bags from the limo driver.

%Deacon Havok%
You ready babe?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
As ready as I’m ever going to be.
 
%Deacon Havok%
What kind of answer is that? You were the one who wanted to spend the day in a gym getting in an extra workout. Personally I don’t think you need a workout. I know that Ivy is family babe but trust me beating her is going to be a cakewalk for you.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
I don’t know if I would go as far as to call it a cakewalk but it’s definitely going to be one of the easiest matches I’ve had. Easy match or not a little extra training never hurt anyone. Besides it gets me away from the arena for a day and a chance to burn off some restless energy.

Deacon shook his head and chuckled as he followed his wife towards the door. Trish stepped up on the sidewalk grabbing the handle on the door and pulling it towards her. She stepped inside soon followed by Deacon. Once inside they made their way through the vacant gymnasium. As he made his way across the large he noticed that the room was strangely quiet for it being early in the morning. Finally they reach the locker room and Deacon sits the bags down on the bench as he takes a seat next to his wife.

%Deacon Havok%
This place is awfully quiet are you sure we’re supposed to be here?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Of course, I rented it for the day so we can have some peace and quiet.

%Deacon Havok%
You don’t think there’s a chance that some over excited fan would come up to you in mid workout and ask for an autograph or picture do you?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Oh no, that’s never happened before. (She rolls her eyes) I always get peace and quiet. Of course if you believe that you’re more naïve than Ivy is.

%Deacon Havok%
That was kind of low. Here I was cracking a joke and you insult me.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
I did no such thing…all I did was point out that if you believe that I never get pestered then gullible than Ivy. You’ve seen her, she’s far from the brightest bulb in the box. She thinks that just because she’s a Stratus that automatically makes her one of the best people to ever step foot in a wrestling ring.

%Deacon Havok%
Oh come on babe, some of your greatness had to rub off on her.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Some�?maybe, but she’s been following me around like a puppy chasing after a young child wanting to play. It’s creepy. She’s nice enough but she’s always been the type to live in someone else’s shadow like walk around like she’s queen bee.

%Deacon Havok%
Just knock her down a peg, simple as that. Once she sees that she’s not as great as she thought she was, she’ll quiet down a bit and irritate you so much.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
The day that happens is the same day that JBL realizes that he’s isn’t worthy enough to shine my boots much less challenge me for my title. Trust me babe, it isn’t going to happen.

%Deacon Havok%
You never know till it happens. Who knows maybe Ivy will surprise you.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Yea and fish ride bicycles too. When I beat her tomorrow she’s going to run around telling every pimple faced freak will who give her a second look how I screwed her over. Hell she even thinks the reason Kaylee made this match was to drive some sort of wedge between the two of us. And you want me to believe that she’s going to surprise me and not think she’s the world’s greatest gift to wrestling after I leave her ass laying flat in the middle of the ring?

%Deacon Havok%
Hey it was just an idea.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
It’s a nice idea but I don’t see it happening. Not anytime soon anyway. I have a feeling this thing is going to be far from over. It’s a shame to have to do this to my own cousin but she’s got to learn sometime and it might as well be now. I really don’t want her running around thinking she’s something just because of her name any longer than I have to. Beating her is going to be like taking candy from a baby. A very big baby but a baby none the less. Hey listen I rented this place to get in a work out before tomorrow night but I’m not in the mood anymore. What do you to blowing this place and doing something a little more amusing?

%Deacon Havok%
Dropping a workout that you don’t need for something that you’d actually enjoy? That sounds like a plan to me.

After deciding to abandon their workout they shut off their machines and make their way back to the locker room. Trish takes a quick swipe across her forehead with the towel before tossing it into her gym bag. As she zips the bag closed she looks up to see Deacon already waiting for her. She lets out a small giggle as she places the bag on her shoulder. She joins him at the door placing her hand in his as they make their way through the facility and back to their limo as the scene fades to black.

TBCB: Me Only

This layout was made by Johnathan for the use of Angela.