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Warning: 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!

Genius: U Clicked It
Starring: Trish, Deacon, Phoenix and Ivy
Screwing: Deacon Havok
Next Victim: Phoenix and Ivy
Achievements: WGEF Co-0wner, 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
Out of Character Comment: Here's #1

The scene opens up inside of a local bar and grille somewhere in the heart of Phoenix, Arizona and as it does a black stretch limo pulls into the parking lot coming to a stop just in front of the main entrance doors. As the engine dies the left front door swings open and a middle aged man dressed in a plain black suit with a white dress shirt underneath steps out and makes his way to the back door pulling it open. Trish Stratus Copes slides out first dressed in a black mini dress that reaches mid thigh with matching high heels. Her luscious blonde hair hung loosely down her back swaying with each step she took. As she smoothes out her dress her husband Deacon Havok slides out dressed in a nice pair of navy blue slacks with a gray and blue striped button down shirt that is hugging his body. As Deacon comes up beside her Trish slides her hand in his before turning around. She turns around and thanks the driver for his help before following Deacon inside. As the two step inside they made their way across the rather large room over to a small booth in the back, taking notice of the obvious lack of costumers. Deacon slid in first soon followed by Trish. Trish picked up the drink list looking it up and down, finally decided what she wanted before handing the list over to Deacon. Deacon gave the list a quick glance as the waitress came over to their table. Trish ordered a Jack and Coke while Deacon ordered a Screwdriver. After jotting their orders down on her pad she gave them a slight nod then disappeared to fill their orders.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
This isn’t the best place in the world but it’ll do, I suppose. I just wanted someplace nice where we could celebrate.

Deacon raises an eyebrow.

%Deacon Havok%
Celebrate? What are we celebrating?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Your return of course and our soon to be victory over Phoenix and Ivy.

%Deacon Havok%
Got that all planned do you?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Well of course. It’s not like it’s going to be all that hard anyway. Look at what competition we have. The man who thinks he has given me more of a challenge than anyone and Miss “Thinks I’m a Bad Ass�? Between the two of them the only competition we’re going to have is Phoenix.

%Deacon Havok%
Miss “Thinks I’m a Bad Ass�?huh? Gee babe, she doesn’t get under your skin does she?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
If by getting under my skin you mean irritate the hell out of me then yes she gets under my skin.

%Deacon Havok%
You know that’s what she wants don’t you?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Not true. What she wants is to run around acting like Mother Fucking Theresa with the impression that someone is actually frightened by her. And if she isn’t delusioned enough then there’s Phoenix. How on earth that man thinks he pushed me farther than anyone else I’ll never know. He couldn’t push his way out of a wet paper bag if it had a hole in it and an arrow pointing to the hole.

Deacon laughs.

%Deacon Havok%
That was a tad harsh.

The waitress comes back to the table carrying their drinks. She sits the Jack and Coke down in front of Trish and the Screwdriver in front of Deacon. Trish reaches into her purse pulling out some money. She hands it to the waitress who soon disappears leaving them alone once again. Trish takes a quick sip of hers then sits it back down on the table.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
I was only stating the truth. Is it my fault if the truth hurts?

%Deacon Havok%
The guy may not be the brightest bulb in the box but he is bright enough to find his way out of a wet paper bag, especially with an arrow pointing to the hole.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
I wouldn’t bet on that. This is the same man that spent God knows how long in an alley telling me that I should retire because I’m a better business woman than I am a wrestler. (She rolls her eyes) His whole reasoning for this is so not only could I save my body stress from competing but I could make the company better than it already is. Like I’m going to sit there and say ‘You know what, Phoenix thinks that I should retire because I’m so much better at running this place than I’m in the ring…then I that’s what I’m going to do because it puts such a toll on my body. The only reason he wants me to spend all my time behind the scenes is because he doesn’t want his ass handed to him again.

%Deacon Havok%
If I didn’t know better I’d swear it was you he was after instead of me.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
No thanks, I have more than enough losers chasing after me. I don’t need one more.

%Deacon Havok%
Have it your way spoil sport.

Trish lets out a laugh that catches the attention of a small group of men that were sitting at a small table a few feet away. Seeing them staring over at her out of the corner of her eye she turns her attention towards them shooting them a look that tells them to mind their own business. The men quickly turn their gaze away from Trish and Deacon, pretending to be interested in the drinks in front of them.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
I will have it my way, thank you very much. (She gives him a smirk) Besides Phoenix is much more concerned about cutting your return party short then he is with me.

%Deacon Havok%
Phoenix wants to cut my return short does he? (He laughs) Whatever floats his boat I guess.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
And you tell me I’m harsh!

%Deacon Havok%
You were!

%Trish Stratus Copes%
And what do you call what you just did?

%Deacon Havok%
Stating a fact.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Very funny smart ass.

Deacon smirks.

%Deacon Havok%
Thank you very much.

Trish cracked a smile as she picked her drink off the table slowly raising it in the air.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Alright this is a celebration and what kind of a celebration would this be without a toast? (She takes a breath as the words come to her) To Deacon…here’s to a fantastic yet long awaited return and for teaching Phoenix the lesson that he’s had coming to him for the last six months.

%Deacon Havok%
That was the best toast I’ve ever heard. Now it’s my turn. Let’s see I have to say something about you beating Ivy…what should I say? (He pretends to think) It’s got to be something good.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
How about ‘It’s going to be like taking candy from a baby�?

%Deacon Havok%
Not sure if those were the exact words I would have chosen but I suppose it works.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Well of course it does. I’ve faced her twice now and have beaten her both times without so much as breaking a sweat, trust me this time won’t be any different.

%Deacon Havok%
I wouldn’t be so sure babe. Ivy’s out to prove herself to be just as good as you are and what better way to do that than to pin you?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Yea well she also thought that I was going to come down and help Brooke Adams beat her the other week too. Besides her mind is more on the fact that her boyfriend is more concerned about beating McKenzie for the title than it is on her. Poor Ivy�?Chris has more important things to do then screw her over and over again. You know what I should do? I should have Karen get a little gift to perk up her spirits.

%Deacon Havok%
Do I even want to know what that gift would be?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Well she’s so upset that Chris doesn’t have the time to spend with her so I’m going to get her the next best thing. While I’m at it I probably should have Karen pick up some batteries cause I know Ivy will want to use it right away to relieve all that pent up tension she’s been having lately.

%Deacon Havok%
You’re serious?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Of course I am. I just hate seeing her all upset over what’s been happening to her and being her cousin I just have to do something to put a smile on her face. What kind of a cousin would I be if I didn’t?

%Deacon Havok%
I don’t know about you.

Trish grabs her purse off the seat beside her sitting it up on the table. She unzips the middle section pulling out her phone. Flipping it open she hits the contacts button searching through the lengthy list for her assistant Karen’s phone number. Finally finding it halfway through she hits the dial button and waits for the call to go through. After a couple of rings she can hear the phone being picked up and moments later Karen’s voice comes on the other end.

%Karen%
Hello?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Hey Karen, it’s Trish. I need you to do me a little favor.

%Karen%
Alright…what’s going on?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
I need you to find a phone book and look up every erotic store that you can possibly find.

%Karen%
Did you say…erotic?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
God Karen you act like you have never heard the word before…yes I said erotic.

%Karen%
Looking for a little spice are you?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
It’s not for me pervert!

%Karen%
Then who is it for?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
If you must know it’s for Ivy.

%Karen%
I’m not even going to ask. What is it you want me to ask about?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
A vibrator.

%Karen%
You want me to get your cousin a vibrator?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
That’s right.

%Karen%
Okay I’ll bite�?why am I calling erotic places looking for a vibrator for Ivy?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Because Chris has been so busy getting ready to face McKenzie for the title that he hasn’t any time for poor Ivy and it’s got her so down.

%Karen%
This wouldn’t have anything with you wanting to get a dig in at her before Sunday would it?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Why Karen…I’m insulted. Here I am wanting to do something nice for my cousin and put a smile on her face and you sit there and accuse me of trying to get a dig in at her. You of all people should know me better than that.

%Karen%
I do, why do you think I asked. I know how you are when it comes to getting under Ivy’s skin.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Can I help it if it’s so much fun? I had so much fun pissing her off tracing our family tree the last time I faced her that I just have to do something better this time. She expects it I’m sure.

%Karen%
Somehow I wouldn’t be surprised if she did.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
If she doesn’t then she doesn’t know me at all.

%Karen%
What am I supposed to do after I find this thing?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Send it to her of course! I want to make sure that Ivy is fully focused by the time Sunday night rolls around and since she won’t be getting laid anytime soon I have to find ulterior sources.

%Karen%
You’re evil, you know that?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Why Karen…that’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.

%Karen%
Is there anything else you need done?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Nope, that’s it.

%Karen%
Alright I’ll see what I can do.

Trish thanks her for the help then says her goodbyes. After a couple of moments she flips the phone closed and stuffs it back down into the main section of her purse. Zipping the purse closed she looks back up at Deacon with a satisfied smile on her face. Deacon lets out a small laugh as he finishes his drink. Trish takes a quick sip of hers before pulling herself up from her seat. As she makes her way around the table she slides her hand in Deacon’s. They make their way across the room to the door as the scene fades to black.

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•Warning�?BR>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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It was just a matter of four days before the WGEF would be airing it’s second original named pay-per- view, Showtime live from the US Airways Center in the heart of Phoenix, Arizona. As the scene opens we’re taken to what appears to be an empty hotel room until we move to the other side of the room and find Trish Stratus Copes fast asleep on the King sized bed on the far end of the room. A few moments pass and “Paralyzer�?by Finger Eleven plays throughout the room causing Trish to let out a groan as she stirred underneath the covers. She cracks one eye open to see her phone vibrating on the night table. She lets out a yawn as she sticks her hand out from under the covers reaching for the phone. She flips it open and sees her best friend Kaylee’s number on the screen. She wipes the sleep out of her eyes trying her best to wake herself up as she pressed the accept button and lifted the phone to her ear.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Hey Kay, is something wrong?

%Kaylee Adams%
Of course not, why would anything be wrong?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Because it’s early.

%Kaylee Adams%
Early? What do you mean it’s early? It’s going on noon. Don’t tell me you were still in bed!

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Alright I won’t tell you.

%Kaylee Adams%
You’re certainly chipper this afternoon.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
I try. I don’t mean to be rude but surely you didn’t call to see how chipper I am.

%Kaylee Adams%
Actually I called to see what your plans were this afternoon.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
How could you ask me something like that when I just woke up? I haven’t even had breakfast yet and you expect me to know what I’m doing today.

%Kaylee Adams%
I was thinking of going to lunch and I called to see if you wanted to drop Crystal off with my nanny and join me.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
I suppose I can, although breakfast would be a better idea.

%Kaylee Adams%
You’re funny…breakfast at noon. It’s time for lunch.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Awe come on Kay, I can’t have lunch before breakfast, it’s not right.

%Kaylee Adams%
Then grab a pop tart on your way out the door and eat it in the car, I’ve been up for hours and I’m starving.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Alright…alright…I give up. Just give me a couple of minutes to get dressed and get Crystal ready and I’ll be over.

%Kaylee Adams%
Alright girl, see you in a few.

After they said their goodbyes Trish flipped her phone closed and sat it back down on the nightstand. She laid there for a few moments mustering up the ambition to get up without a bit of luck. That’ll teach her to stay out till six in the morning celebrating. She looked over at her phone half expecting it to ring again but lucky for her, it didn’t. Letting out a sigh of relief she turned her head surprised to see that the other side of the bed was empty. She grabbed a hold of the blankets flinging them across. She then pulls herself to a seated position flinging her legs over the side of the bed. She sat there for a few seconds rubbing the sleep out of her eye before sliding down onto the floor. Trish 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. Moments later the door opens and Trish appears in the clothes she carried in with her. She makes her way to the far side of the bed where her three year old daughter Crystal sat playing on the roll away bed Trish had sent up for her.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Come on honey, mommy’s going to drop you off at Kaylee’s hotel room to play with Destiny and Dhillion while mommy and Kaylee go out and talk.

%Crystal Copes%
Okay mommy.

Crystal gets up from her seat on the bed taking a hold of Trish’s hand and following her across the room. As they step out into the hallway they turn to the left walking down a few doors before coming to a stop. Trish knocks on the door. A few moments pass and it swings open with Kaylee standing on the other side with a warm smile on her face. She ushered them inside and Crystal immediately headed for Destiny and Dhillion.

%Kaylee Adams%
You ready?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
As best as I can be.

Kaylee let out a small laugh as the two made their way over to the door stepping out into the hallway. They head in the direction of the elevators. After both women are in Kaylee presses the button for the lobby. After a couple of moments the doors reopen and they step out into the lobby. They make their way through the spacious room to the doors heading in the direction of the limo Kaylee had sent for. Trish slid in first soon followed by Kaylee. As the driver climbed in the front Kaylee leaned forward telling him where she wanted to go. He nodded and put the limo into drive.

About twenty minutes later the limo pulls into the parking lot of a local IHop coming to a stop in front of the main doors. The driver gets out and makes his way around, Kaylee slides out first soon followed by Trish. Trish raised an eyebrow in curiosity as she follows Kaylee inside. When Kaylee had asked her to go to lunch with her this wasn’t even close to what she was expecting. As they stepped inside they were greeted by a young ref haired girl who appeared to be in her twenties. She led them to an empty table in the far corner laying a menu down in front of them as they got seated. Trish flipped hers opened ordering an Apple Juice while Kaylee ordered a diet coke. She tells them she’ll be back with their drinks then disappears.

%Kaylee Adams%
You going to tell me what you were still doing in bed at noon?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Sleeping…what else. You’d be sleeping too if you were out celebrating late.

%Kaylee Adams%
That was your fault. What on earth were you out celebrating that you had to stay out that late for?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Beating Ivy and Phoenix tomorrow night of course.

%Kaylee Adams%
Aren’t you a little ahead of yourself? I know neither one of them are the toughest in the world to beat but shouldn’t you wait till after to go out celebrating?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Oh I’ll be celebrating then too. When it comes to Ivy and Phoenix there can never be to much celebrating.

Kaylee laughs.

%Kaylee Adams%
You’re awful you know that?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Hey I was only stating the truth. You know if you weren’t pregnant and were facing them you’d be saying the exact same thing.

%Kaylee Adams%
I might.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
There isn’t no might to it, you would and you know it.

Before Kaylee could respond the waitress came back with their drinks. She sat the Apple Juice down in front of Trish and the Diet Coke in front of Kaylee. She then asked if they were ready to order. Both women nodded. She got out her order pad looking at Trish for her order.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
I’ll have the Strawberry Banana Stuffed French Toast.

She looked over at Kaylee.

%Kaylee Adams%
I’ll have a Crispy Chicken Salad with the honey mustard dressing.

She nodded and disappeared to fill their orders.

%Kaylee Adams%
Alright I’ll admit. If it were me I’d probably be out celebrating too, especially after that interview of hers.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Oh God…don’t remind me. I can’t believe we would allow such crap on TV. My God, the tramp showed up dressed she stands out on the freaking street corners. Don’t get me wrong she belongs there but that’s beside the point. I could’ve went out there just after I got out of bed and looked better than that.

%Kaylee Adams%
Maybe she was going for that natural look.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Well she achieved it alright. Did you actually watch that interview of hers? She’s going to teach me a lesson…me! Please! She couldn’t me a lesson if I had a hard blow to the head and suffered amnesia. What could she possibly have to teach me? How to be a slut?

%Kaylee Adams%
Apparently you already are one according to her. I mean she did make that nice analogy about the dildo sinking in your “sea�?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
And she calls me childish. (She laughs) She goes out there dressed like the world’s biggest slut talking about other people’s genitals and I’m immature? Something doesn’t quite fit there. If she’s that jealous that hers isn’t of normal size than perhaps she should quit using Preparation H as a douche and maybe it would be.

%Kaylee Adams%
That was a mental picture I didn’t need.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
I can’t help it’s true.

%Kaylee Adams%
Yes you could have.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Yea well I’m so glad that she liked the size. After all I did tell Karen to make sure and get the biggest that she could find. Even though Ivy isn’t used to anything bigger than her own finger doesn’t mean she can’t experience what the real thing should feel like. Lord knows she isn’t going to get that with Chris or Phoenix for that matter. I know they claim to be just team mates and all but I wouldn’t put anything past her. Ivy always has been a little to inviting if you catch my point.

%Kaylee Adams%
More than I cared to.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Did you see that she got me a jar of face cream? (Kaylee nods) Wasn’t the most loving gesture? Here I sent her something that she desperately needs and she sent me something to ward off old age. And here I didn’t think she cared. While she’s getting old and wrinkly I’ll still be as youthful as I am now.

%Kaylee Adams%
Didn’t you hear…you’re already old? In fact you’re so old Ivy is a lot younger than you.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Yea and Crystal is registered to vote. If you hear her talk you would think I’m pushing a walker down to that ring every time I have a match and the last I checked I was far away from it. She must be thinking about her poor decrepit mother who isn’t getting around so well these days.

%Kaylee Adams%
Comments like that and I can see why you two don’t get along.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Hey I tried to give her a chance and help her out but all she did was run her mouth. Speaking of which did you hear the freaking comment she made about me always having Crystal with me? Well of course I always have her with me! She’s my freaking daughter dumbass. Does she expect me to just drop her off with whoever happens to be around just because that’s what her mom did with her when she wanted to go out for a quick roll in the hay? I happen to love my daughter and unlike her mom I actually take care of her. I didn’t really think that took a lot of brains to figure out but then again this is Ivy we’re talking about.

%Kaylee Adams%
You hit the nail on the head there girl.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
I guess that’s not what mothers are supposed to do. You better watch out or next she’ll be making comments about you having your kids with you all the time and telling you that you need to start hanging out with people more your own age.

%Kaylee Adams%
I wouldn’t be surprised, she never has been all that imaginative.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
You’re telling me. Yet I’m the one that repeats things over and over.

%Kaylee Adams%
Don’t forget that you’re a boring wrestler!

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Oh yes how on earth could I forget that? (She rolls her eyes) Why don’t she just call me a poopyhead and be done with it? She might as well, she’s one step away from it with that comment. If I’m so boring and repeat the same things over and over again then why hasn’t she been able to beat me yet? Surely she has the brain capacity to be able to counter something she’s seen at least once or twice before.

%Kaylee Adams%
A normal person yes but this is your cousin we’re talking about.

Both women share a laugh at Ivy’s expense.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
You can say that again.

%Kaylee Adams%
A normal person yes but this is your cousin we’re talking about.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Very funny smartass.

%Kaylee Adams%
You said I could say that again.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
I didn’t mean literally.

Before Trish could say anything else the waitress reappeared carrying their orders. She placed the stuffed French toast in front of Trish then walked around to the other side of the table and placed the salad down in front of Kaylee. Her eyes darted from one woman to the other like she was looking for something out of place. Finally she broke the silence and asked if everything was alright. Both Trish and Kaylee nodded which satisfy her. She gave them a small smile and headed to her next table. Finally having peace and quiet, Trish and Kaylee started to eat as the scene faded to black once again.

(c.) cruel intentions at daf.

RP Title: U Clickd It
People Involved: You read it didn't you?
Relationship: Married to Deacon Havok
Next Victim: Phoenix and Ivy
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). Intercontnental Champion (Current), Mother of Crystal, Married to Deacon Havok
OOC: Here's Number 2

Warning:This official TRISH STRATUS roleplay will have content that can and will offend some viewers.If you are are easily offended or under the age of 14 years of age,do not continue on in this roleplay.If you do read on and are offended,do not say I did not warn you.If you whine and make a fuss,don't think I will kick your ass with my boot,comprehend?

TRISHHH.jpg picture by WGEFTrish

Genius -U Clicked It-

Starring -Read and Find Out-

Screwing -Deacon Havok-

Next Victim -Phoenix and Ivy-

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). Intercontnental Champion (Current), Mother of Crystal, Married to Deacon Havok-

OOC -Here's #3-

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It was just a little over two weeks before WGEF Armageddon would be airing live from the Tokyo Dome in the heart of Japan with a collection of great matches already booked for the event. One of those matches is the Intercontinental Title match between the reigning champion Kurt Angle and his former friend turned enemy, Trish Stratus. The scene opens up in Montreal Canada at WGEF Headquarters and as usual Trish was in her office going over the never ending mound of paperwork while her daughter Crystal played on the floor nearby. Trish looked down at her daughter long enough to check on her then turns her attention to back to the stack of papers on her desk. Just as Trish was about to start on another pile the door to her office opened. Trish looked up to see who was coming in without being invited. Seeing that it was her assistant Karen, she quickly turned her attention back to what she was working on. Karen closed the door behind her making her way across the room over to Trish's desk. She reached in her pocket pulling out a small white piece of paper. Trish took the paper out of Karen's hand staring at it for a few seconds, noticing that it was the confirmation from the Phillips Arena about her request to hold a press conference for the following day. She nodded in acceptance as she handed the paper back to Karen for safe keeping. After she finishes the set she was working on she pushes her chair back, eventually rising to her feet. She bends down picking daughter from the floor as Karen grabs Trish's travel bag. They make their way through the building reaching the company jet. After they were in their seats the jet took off. Trish leaned her head against the seat thinking about her upcoming press conference. She hated the thought of standing at a podium answering questions from people who made Todd Grisham look smart but it was good publicity for the company and that was something she couldn't turn down. After what seemed like a matter of minutes the jet reached the airport in Atlanta. As the jet comes to a stop the pilot comes over the speaker telling them that it's safe to get off. Trish unfastens her seatbelt and Crystal as Karen gets hers. They make their way off the plane to the waiting limo that Karen had ordered. Once they were inside Karen told the driver where they were headed. He nodded in acceptance putting the limo into gear. About twenty minutes later they finally reach the Phillips Arena. They make their way inside; checking in with a tall middle aged man, she soon learned was the event coordinator. She was informed that everything was just about ready and that she was being sent to make up right away. Trish handed Crystal over to Karen and followed the coordinator over to a small makeshift makeup area, much like the ones she was used to seeing everyday. She made her way over to a director's styled chair, making herself comfortable. A few moments pass and she glances over at her watch. Noticing that she had been sitting there for five minutes she wondered where in the hell the makeup artist was. She rested her elbow on the arm and leaned her head against her fist letting out an irritated sigh as a rather annoyed look started to appear on her face. She was scheduled to get her hair and make up done before the press conference and as usual the makeup artist was late. Trish sat in the chair anxiously tapping her recently French manicured nails against the wood handles, glancing up at the clock grumbling to herself with each second that passed. She needed a way to calm herself down before she exploded on the poor woman. She reached into the pocket of her hip hugger jeans pulling out her metallic pink iPOD. Unwinding the headphones from around it she sticks them in her ears. Holding the player in front of her face she gets to her song list, looking for a song that will lighten her mood. A few seconds later she finds the song she was looking for and lays the player down on her lap. As “First Time�?by Lifehouse starts to play she leans her head against the cool concrete wall, closing her eyes. No sooner had the lyrics started she could feel the stress slowly start to diminish and not a moment to soon. The makeup artist rushed down the hall in Trish’s direction quickly getting in position behind Trish’s chair. Trish pulls her head up and turning around so that her back was facing the back of the chair, giving the makeup artist room to work. She started with Trish’s hair, quickly getting to her makeup. Within a matter of minutes Trish was done. She slid off the chair to the floor, pausing long enough to give the makeup artist a sarcastic thank you before walking off to where the event coordinator was waiting. They made their way down a semi long hallway. Even through the thick concrete walls she could hear the low rumbling coming from the crowd inside. She knew it was good for business but she didn’t care. In her eyes this was just another interview and it was no secret how much she hated interviews. She let out a small groan as she continued down the hall, listening as the rumbling noise started to get louder. Moments later they finally reached the end of the hall coming upon a set of double steel doors. The event coordinator grabbed the handle of the door pulling it towards him. He steps inside followed by Trish. They make their way across the large room, stepping up onto a sizeable stage with a podium positioned directly in the middle. The coordinator made his way to the middle of the stage tapping on the mic to get the attention of everyone in the room. A few minutes pass and the room slowly starts to get quiet giving him a chance to speak.

%Event Coordinator%
Ladies and Gentlemen…welcome. Our press conference will be beginning shortly but first I want to give you some ground rules. Anyone wishing to ask a question to Miss Stratus, raise your hand and she will get to when she can. Simple as that. Now without further adieu, our guest of honor…Trish Stratus Copes.

Trish made her way onto the stage amongst a series of flash bulbs from the hundreds of cameras throughout the room. She was dressed in black silk top with matching pants and high heels on her feet. Her long blonde hair hung loose resting just below her shoulders. She had bronze dangling earrings in her ears. Judging by her appearance, it was impossible to tell she had just gotten off a plane before arriving. Trish made her way across the stage, stopping in front of the podium. She placed her hands on each side as she stared out into the crowd waiting for the bulbs to stop flashing. After what seemed like hours they finally stopped and the room had starting growing quiet. Trish cleared her throat and started to speak.

%Trish Stratus%
Welcome everyone. I’m going to waste a lot time covering un-necessary things because quite frankly I have better things to do with my time and I’m sure you do as well. With that said let’s get right into this.

She looks straight ahead at a middle aged man who was starting to go bald with his hand waving frantically in the air. Not the type she would normally choose as number one, but hey she had to start somewhere. She pointed at him, telling him that he had been chosen. The man holds his mic up to his lips and starts to speak.

%News Reporter #1%
(Before the reporter even speaks he pulls out a small spiraled notebook, flipping to an empty page) Trish, it’s no secret that you and cousin Ivy despise each other. Is it safe to say that you will be gunning for her more than Phoenix?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Okay just because Ivy and I aren’t the best of buddies doesn’t mean that I’m going to be “gunning�?for her more than Phoenix. If Phoenix happens to be the one in the ring when I get tagged in then he will be the one I’m after. The same goes for Ivy if it happens to be her. I could care less which one of them is standing on the opposite end of that ring when I get in there.

%News Reporter #2%
Rumor has it that Phoenix has said that he will only allow Ivy to be in the ring with you to protect her from your husband. Is there any truth to it and if so how do you feel about it?

Trish lets out a small laugh before maintaining her composure moments later.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Knowing Phoenix as well as I do, I have no doubts that it’s true. Both him and Ivy claim that they have what it takes to beat Deacon and myself but when it comes to the chance to prove it they can’t hack it. Why do you think he’s protecting her by not letting her in the ring with Deacon? Because he knows that Ivy couldn’t compete. If Phoenix is that worried about poor little Ivy getting hurt at the hands of my husband that’s perfectly fine, I don’t have the slightest problem beating her for a third time in a row.

Off to the side an older woman with a bun in her hair stood off to the side. She seemed out of place for this type of thing but perhaps she was more intelligent than what Trish had ran into so far. Besides she was actually being polite, which caught Trish’s attention. She turned so that she was facing the woman and pointed her manicured fingernail at her.

%News Reporter #3%
When this match was first made it was booked as a handicap match between Deacon and Phoenix and Ivy. Can you tell us why you were added?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Because my husband asked me to be that’s why. He knows how much enjoyment I get out of beating Ivy he decided that since she was in the match he’d give me the opportunity to humiliate her a third time. Not only does it even things out but it gives him more of a chance to focus on giving Phoenix the lesson that has been coming to him.

Out of the corner of Trish’s eye she sees a young, not to mention good looking man standing in the far corner leaning against the wall. As Trish turned her attention towards him he winked. Trish smiled, flattered by his attention. She pointed in his direction, signaling he had the next question.

%News Reporter #4%
I know you’ve said that you don’t see either Phoenix or Ivy being much of a challenge to you, but challenge or not you and Deacon are going to need a game plan if you want to keep them from scoring the upset on you. Can you let us in on what that could be?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
What and spoil the surprise for Phoenix and Ivy? Not a chance. Besides it’s way to much fun for Deacon and myself and we couldn’t deprive ourselves of our own amusement. Unfortunately, you and everyone else here is just going to have to wait till later on tonight to see what we have in store for Phoenix and Ivy. Trust me it will be worth the wait. With that said I believe I have answered enough of your questions so this press conference is over.

Before any of the reporters could muster out a response of any kind Trish flicked a stray piece of hair out of her face as she turned around, making her way across it to the small set of stairs she used when she made her way onto the stage an hour or so ago. After stepping off the final stair she headed down a small corridor to the double steel doors. She gives the doors a hard shove and steps out into the hallway, letting out a loud groan in frustration as she heads down to the waiting area where Karen was waiting with Crystal. She knew she shouldn’t be surprised by those questions for some reason she was. She shook her head trying to erase the idiotic questions from her memory but was very unsuccessful. Oh well, it gave the company some good promotion even if she had to endure a couple hours of complete and utter hell. She shrugged it off and continued down the hall. A few moments later she came upon a single wooden door. She stared at the door for a few seconds looking for the nameplate, Not seeing one she peered into the small window eventually seeing her daughter playing with some blocks on the floor. She pulled the door open and stepped inside. Crystal jumped up from the floor and ran over to her, wrapping her arms around her legs. Trish reached down and gave her a kiss on the forehead as Karen handed her Crystal’s coat. Trish helped her slide it on then picked her up. Once everyone was ready they made their way over to the door, stepping back out into the hallway. Eager to get out of there and onto something more pleasant Trish quickened her pace to the point where Karen had a hard time keeping up with her. Finally they reached the end of the hall and headed towards the entrance doors. Grabbing the handle Trish stepped out into the cold, holding Crystal close to her to keep her warm. The driver opened the door just as Trish reached the limo. She climbed inside sliding over to the far end so Karen could get in, sitting Crystal between them. Just as the limo started to pull out of the parking lot she leaned her head against the back of the seat closing her eyes as the scene faded to black.

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Showtime Has Just Begun
Genius // Look Up. Starring // Read to find out
Screwing // Deacon Havok. Next Victim // Phoenix and Ivy
Achievements // WGEF Co-Owner, Rampage General Manager, Tag Team Champion (w/ Kaylee Adams McKenzie 1x), TNA Intergender Tag Team Champion (w/ Edge 1x), TNA Intergender Tag Team Champion (w/ Christian 1x), Women's Champion (5x), Intercontinental Champion (1x, Current), Mother of Crystal, Married to Deacon Havok
Out of Character Comment // Here's number 4

The scene opens up in the parking lot of the US Airways Center deep in the heart of Phoenix, Arizona which will be playing host to the WGEF’s second original themed Pay per view, Showtime. As the sun starts to set alongside the arena a cool breeze fills the sky offering a token of relief to the thousands of fans waiting outside. The camera pans the parking lot and a bar comes across the bottom of the screen announcing they are indeed in Phoenix, Arizona. Seeing the camera filming them the crowd lets out a massive cheer showing that they are ready to go inside. As the camera continues to pan the crowd a long white stretch limo pulls alongside the front doors. The limo comes to a stop and the driver gets out, dressed in his usual black formal suit with white dress shirt, and then walks around to the back doors. He opens the rear door and one of the people slides out, stepping straight into the camera's view. It's Deacon Havok the husband and tag team partner of Rampage General Manager Trish Stratus Copes, who joins him seconds later. The crowd gives out its friendly welcome for the Queen of Stratusfaction and King of Havok. That being the usual slut chant accompanied by a round of boos. Trish can hear their reaction and scowl as she looks around at all of them. The crowd goes nuts at seeing two of the biggest stars in the company before having been seated. Security manages to hold every single fan back giving both Trish and Deacon room to step away from the limo. As they do the driver closes the door behind them. He then walks around to the rear of the limo to retrieve both Trish and Deacon's bags. When he reaches the rear of the limo he opens the trunk and gets out both of the couples bags. Moments later he closes the trunk then walks back around to the back door. He comes up behind Trish; Deacon stretches around her for the bags and flings them on his shoulders. After Deacon takes the bags the driver walks back around the limo heading towards the driver's door. Trish and Deacon stand there for a few seconds before making their way to the arena. Deacon pauses to adjust the bags on his shoulders then slips his hand around Trish's left hand. Trish leans her head against his shoulder with a warm smile on her face. As they continue towards the arena one of the make fans pushes his way past security racing towards Trish and Deacon. Once he reaches them he holds out an autograph book and pen. Trish shoots him an evil glare then shoves him away. The young man stumbles back before falling on his ass. Both Trish and Deacon burst out in laughter at the young man's expense before continuing to the arena. As they reach the double doors the security guards hold the doors open allowing them to walk inside. They walk into the hall still hand in hand through a second batch of security guards. After getting past them they continue down the hall in search of a place where they can get a few moments of peace. They walk around the bend in the hall noticing the peaceful silence and walk over towards the wall. Deacon sits the bags down on the floor then looks up at Trish who has a concerned expression on her face.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
If those bags are too heavy to carry I am capable of carrying my own bag ya know?

%Deacon Havok%
Relax babe these bags aren't as heavy as they seem to be. I just needed to stop for a few seconds and get them readjusted.

Trish shakes her head laughing quietly to herself.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
If you say so but it looks a little heavy to me.

%Deacon Havok%
Don’t worry babe, its fine. Trust me. Consider it a warm up for tonight.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Like you really need a warm up for those two. Those two couldn’t fight their way out of a wet paper bag with a whole in it and an arrow pointing to the hole.

%Deacon Havok%
That was a tad harsh don’t you think? I’ll admit neither one of them are the brightest in the free world but surely they’re smart enough to find their way out of a wet paper bag with a hole pointing to it and an arrow pointing to it.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
It’ll be stretching it but they might be able to. If not both of them at least one of them should be able to. Considering who we’re talking about I’d take bets on Phoenix before I would Ivy.

Deacon laughs.

%Deacon Havok%
You don’t give her much credit do you?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
You’ve seen her. Would you give her much credit? The woman walks around acting like she is the greatest thing to step foot in a wrestling ring and exactly who has she managed to beat? Jane Mason? Whoopie freaking do! Crystal could beat Jane Mason and she’s only three years old.

%Deacon Havok%
Are you sure you’re actually related to that?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Let’s just say that Ivy is living proof of what happens when you do every drug there is. Trust me her parents did whatever one they could get their hands on, even more so after she was born. Not that I blame them. If I had a kid that looked like that I’d take something too just to get through it.

%Deacon Havok%
Remind me not to get on your bad side.

Trish giggles.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Unless you turn into a gigantic pain in the ass and change your name to Ivy, you don’t have anything to worry about.

Deacon laughs as he picks up the bags from the floor and laying them across his shoulder. Trish slips her hand in his and they make their way down the hall to Trish’s office. Once they reach it Trish pulls the key out of her pocket sticking it into the lock. As she hears the deadbolt flip she twists the knob and pushes the door inside for Deacon. He sits their bags on the floor as Trish makes her way around the coffee table taking a seat on the couch. She grabs the remote off the table pressing the power button and waiting a few moments as the picture slowly comes into focus. As it does Phoenix and Ivy’s images are seen on the screen with Phoenix holding a microphone in his hand. Figuring this could be interesting Trish tossed the remote beside her keeping her eyes on the screen watching as Phoenix rambled on about their match. After about twenty minutes the promo came to a close their still images remain on the screen before eventually disappearing. Trish picked up the remote pressing the power button watching as the screen went black before bursting out laughing.

%Deacon Havok%
What’s so funny?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Didn’t you hear that promo of theirs? Those retards actually believe they can beat us and all because their little butt buddy group is a family. What the hell does that have to do with anything? So all of their parents are related in someway, if I were them I wouldn’t go around advertising that.

%Deacon Havok%
Hun I don’t quite think that’s what they meant by that.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
I know that but you have to admit it sounds more like the truth that way. Just looking at them says that, which makes me question the habits of my aunt and uncle. (She shudders) Trust me it’s far from a pretty picture.

%Deacon Havok%
I can imagine not. I’m just glad it’s you and not me.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Not you huh? You may not have a raging nutcase related to you running their mouth about how easily they’re going to beat you but you’re not exactly exempt from it. You do have Phoenix rambling on non stop about how he’s going to ruin your return and unleash this pent up rage that he’s been building up for the last seven months.

%Deacon Havok%
And you have no idea just how thrilled I am by it either. I swear to God the man is a broken record. Every time he opens his mouth the same thing comes out. Honestly I could have saved myself a lot of time and just taped a promo and had it shown after everyone Phoenix did.

Trish laughs.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
It’s sad but you really could have. If anything it’s an idea for next time because I highly doubt that Phoenix is going to let this drop after you beat him. Judging by the way he has been going on this is only going to be the beginning.

%Deacon Havok%
I’m not the least bit surprised, Phoenix has never been one to get when he’s beaten and move on.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
That he hasn’t. He gets a few lucky breaks against a few people who actually have talent and he gets the impression that he can beat anyone. He needs a huge dose of reality is what he needs, well that and to take a look at his track record. It’s far from the best if that says anything. I kid you not he has lost more matches than he’s won.

%Deacon Havok%
I’m not surprised. Between him and Christian he always has been the worst of the two.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
It’ll make for a nice return for you that’s for sure. Which you could definitely use after just coming off of a major neck injury. I wouldn’t want anything to happen to your neck after you went through months of rehab and finally have the chance to come back.

%Deacon Havok%
You worry to much you know that? My neck is a hundred percent healed, there isn’t a slightest chance that it could get reinjured. I wouldn’t risk it if there was. Relax…everything is going to be fine.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
It better be because I know how hard you worked and how badly you wanted to come back to teach Phoenix a lesson. Of course it doesn’t hurt that he’s been pestering Kaylee nonstop. (She giggles) It just gave you a little more of an incentive.

%Deacon Havok%
Yea well, I can’t exactly let him go on pestering the woman who happens to be the best friend of the most gorgeous woman in the world now can I? By the time I’m done with Phoenix he’ll not only leave Kaylee alone but he’ll leave us alone as well.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Don’t you mean you? He’s only stepping into the ring with you remember? Chris would kill him if he let you hurt poor little Ivy so he’s not going to allow her to get in the ring with you. You have no idea just how heartbroken I am by that either.

%Deacon Havok%
Oh I can tell. I see those tears just rolling down your face. It depresses me seeing you this upset. I tell you what if it means that much to you I’ll give you a chance to get into the ring with him.

Deacon gives her a wink which causes Trish to laugh.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
That’s alright…I’ll live. I couldn’t live with myself if I deprived you of the pleasure of giving him the lesson that he so rightly deserves.

%Deacon Havok%
You are too kind. I might just have to give you a special reward for that later.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
I love special rewards especially when they come from someone as sexy as you.

%Deacon Havok%
You better.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Don’t worry babe, I do. It’ll add the perfect touch to our post victory celebration.

Trish gives him a slight wink accompanied by her usual smirk as her laughter diminishes to silence. She nestles her head against Deacon’s chest draping her arm across his lap. She was glad to see him happy again. Deacon leans down and gives her a soft kiss on the top of the head which makes her smile more. Trish lifts her head off Deacon’s chest leaning upwards and gives him a passionate kiss on the lips as the scene faded to black.

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|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 contunie on! But all you whiners dont come complaing about the rp because you have been warned!

| R o l e p l a y.T i t l e | U clicked it

| P e o p l e.I n v o l v e d | Trish Stratus and Jeanette Salazar

| Relationship | Engaged to Deacon Havok

| O u t.O f.C h a r a c t e r | And......here's #5

| G l o b a l.A c h i e v e m e n t s | 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). Intercontnental Champion (Current), Mother of Crystal, Married to Deacon Havok

|: Queen of Havok...

The scene opens about a half hour later and as it does we see Trish making her way through the backstage area in a quickened pace. The expression on her face told anyone who happened to be looking that she was far from pleased by whatever was going on. As she continued down the hall she muttered something about wanting to choke Kris Dawson’s neck. It was no secret that Trish detested doing interviews but having to do one with Kris Dawson was even worse. The woman was a complete and utter idiot and her voice…well it was like pins and needles to the ears. All she wanted to do was sit in her locker room with Deacon enjoying a few moments of peace before she had to get ready for their match. Considering she now had to answer a bunch of pointless questions it wasn’t looking very promising which wasn’t leaving Trish in a very good mood. And poor Kris was going to be on the receiving end of it. Tough break for her, now wasn’t it? Not that Trish cared who was on the receiving end of the bad mood she was working on. In fact anyone who was within eye range would do just fine. It just happened that Kris was the lucky person for the day. Trish made her way around the corner with an annoyed expression on her face. As she made her way around the corner she saw Kris standing a few feet away chatting rather happily with the cameraman. If she was lucky Kris would be engrossed in her conversation and not even notice Trish was there. No such luck unfortunately. Out of the corner of her eye Kris saw Trish slowly walking towards her. She flashed her one of the widest grins Trish had ever seen, which made her stomach turn. It was too late to turn back now unfortunately. Trish let out a groan as she begrudgingly made her way to the makeshift area that had been set up for interviews. It was nice but nothing overly special. As she took her place beside the ever vacant Kris, Kris turned to face Trish batting her eyelashes as she starts to speak.

%Kris Dawson%
Oh my god Trish…like how are you? I am so glad that you said yes to doing this interview. Everyone else I asked said no.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Gee I wonder why.

%Kris Dawson%
Me too. (She pouts) It’s just rude, you know?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Yea sure Kris, Look I really don’t have all day to sit here and continue on with this little conversation with you but I have more important things to do so if you don’t mind get on with this interview already.

%Kris Dawson%
Oh sure Trish.

She motions for the cameraman to get ready. A few moments pass and finally he gives her the signal that he’s ready. Maria raises her mic up to her lips and starts to speak.

%Kris Dawson%
Hey everyone! Maria here and I’m standing here with WGEF Co- Owner and Raw General Manager Trish Stratus Copes, who will be teaming with her husband Deacon Havok to take on the team of her cousin Ivy Stratus and Phoenix Winterborn. (She turns towards Trish) Trish, you seem to be more focused on Ivy than on Phoenix. Can you tell us why?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Because I feel like it that’s why.

%Kris Dawson%
Yea but Phoenix has been more focused on this match than what Ivy has, don’t you think that it would be wise to pay a little bit of attention on him?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
If I were facing him it would and if you had paid even the slightest bit attention to anything that was said then you would know that Phoenix will only be competing against Deacon leaving me with my “wonderful�?cousin.

%Kris Dawson%
That makes it easy. The guys wrestle each other and you girls wrestle each other.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Easy? Not sure if that’s the term that I would use but what ever floats your boat I guess.

%Kris Dawson%
With Ivy not really being a bog factor in the match that doesn’t leave you with much to do, won’t you�?.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
I’m not going to be bored if that’s what you were going to ask. I’m there to watch my husband score the upset over Phoenix and make sure that my pain in the ass cousin keeps her nose out of it. If I happen to have to keep her busy to where she can’t help Phoenix out then fantastic but if not I won’t be depressed over it.

%Kris Dawson%
Speaking of Ivy, earlier this week I cut an interview with her in which she made some pretty mean comments about you. Even giving me a jar of face cream to give to you. So far you haven’t said a word about it, do you have anything to say now?

%Trish Stratus Copes%
If Ivy wants to spend her time dressed like the true tramp that she is trying to be clever I could frankly care less. Although I did get a nice laugh out of how she claims that my act is getting old and yet she turns around and does the exact same thing. Makes her look a little stupider than normal don’t you think? (Kris nods) I must say Kris I’m surprised. I didn’t think you had the brains to agree with common sense.

%Kris Dawson%
What did you think of the face cream? You have to admit that was a nice gesture.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
That it was. And here I didn’t think she cared that much about making sure that I kept my youthful appearance was simply touching. I just hope the gift that I got her made her as happy as hers made me.

%Kris Dawson%
You seem awfully confident that you and Deacon will be able to get the victory over Phoenix and Ivy. Are you at all concerned that they will be able to score the upset over you?

Trish scoffs.

%Trish Stratus Copes%
Of course not. Take a look at their records sometime Kris and you wouldn’t either. Neither one of them have the most fantastic records around. Phoenix can’t get the job done again anyone with talent and Ivy can’t get it done against anyone with remote talent. Now if you don’t mind I have much more important things to do than stand here and listen to you ramble on so this interview is now over.

Before Kris can so much as utter out a single syllable Trish turns around almost smacking Kris in the face with her long blonde hair. She lets out a small snicker as she heads back down the hall in the direction of her office. Just before she rounds the corner she pauses turning back around to get one last look at Kris, who is standing there with the same blank look on her face that she had when Trish first arrived for the interview. She couldn’t help but let out a rather loud laugh as she turned back around and headed around the corner.

...Trish Stratus

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