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From: Angela  (Original Message)Sent: 12/2/2008 6:52 AM
|Warning Begin|This rp may include some things that isn't stuible for young people.Sex, Violence and Curse words maybe in this rp. If you do not like any of that exit now. Otherwise enjoy the rp and continue on! But all you whiners dont come complaing about the rp because you have been warned!

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Starring; Trish Stratus Copes and Angela Stewart
Screwing; Deacon Havok
Next Victim; Angela Stewart
Achievements; WGEF Co-Owner, Rampage 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
Mindless Ramblings; So sorry for the lateness, I hope ya were able to read my occ and know why I was so late in getting this up. I apologoze greatly and hope this works for ya. Good Luck Bianca :)

 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 tomorrow night against Angela.

As the words flowed from Karen’s lips the expression on Trish’s face changed. She went from happy to irritated at the drop of a hat. She glared into the phone as if she were piercing a hole straight through her assistant as she started to speak.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Well of course I am. What do you think I am…stupid?

%Karen%
I didn’t say that you were, I just called to see if you were ready for your match after last night’s�?/FONT>

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Fiasco, Karen. The word is fiasco and trust me I’d rather just forget about Kia’s fanclub complaining that she lost. I have far better things to worry about than a few disgruntled people. Besides most of the complainers have been handed their walking papers and are gone.

%Karen%
Fair enough but you’re not going to let what happened last night get in the way of your mental preparation are you?

Trish scoffed at the question. She knew what happened last night was terrible but she was not the kind to let outside problems get in the way when she had a match, especially against someone like Angela Stewart. Angela was one of the top competitors the WGEF had and going against someone like her wasn’t going to be an easy task by any means.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
What do you take me for Karen? An idiot?

%Karen%
Of course not. I just wanted to make sure that your mind is fully on Angela and not on what happened last night.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
You have known me for the last few years Karen, when on earth have you ever known me to go into a match without my mind being a hundred percent on it? I’ll admit that I may not have always given people the proper consideration that I should have but my mind has always been on my match. Tomorrow night isn’t going to be any different. Angela wants to dare me to try and stop her than that’s just what I’m going to do. You know me Karen, I’m not one to back down from a challenge and if I’m not mistaken I do believe she challenged me.

%Karen%
That she did. I take it by that tone of voice you have something planned for Ms. Stewart.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Of course…don’t I always? The girl is looking for an ass kicking and what kind of a person would I be if I didn’t give it to her? I know it’s not the same kind that she was talking about but it’s the only one she’s going to be seeing.

%Karen%
And to think you don’t even have the slightest problem with her.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Lucky for her that I actually found what she had to say interesting or she’d be finding her teeth knocked down her throat already.  Who knows it might end up happening yet if she says the wrong thing at the wrong time.

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.

This layout was made by Justin for Angela and I MEAN only for Angela for her character Trish. Dont be a little stupid bitch and still these things folks. If you would like a layout of any sort just send a email to me [email protected]



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