OOC: eh making some progress Hadley Harper had imprinted her name into the history books of OCW. She was the women's internet champion and she was bringing a new respect and new class to the title that she held. It was obvious that while she wasn't extremely well liked she was seen as a damn good wrestler. Hadley had seen a good amount of competition in her five matches. Teal Moore, a veteran, AJ Caine, a fiery newcomer, she had seen good things, and she had beat good things. In fact it was an obvious thing that if Hadley had come a few months earlier she could most likely already hold the women's title in her hands. She could take it from one of the girls that Bryclynn seemed to praise, much like the other women in OCW. The difference between those girls and Hadley though, was that they were good and Hadley, she was great. She had a great spark to her and she had great in ring talent. She had class and always stood her ground. Now there was one thing that was on her mind that kept her from focusing, his name was Dameon O'Connor. O'Connor was a man that loved revenge and while Hadley agreed that revenge was sweet she didn't enough having the tables turned on her. O'Connor had verbally threatened Hadley with visions of her past. Dameon had in fact forced Hadley to manage him and do little errands that he felt he was above. He even made her spend time with him and his new stable "The Minority" which included Hadley's Chaos opponent Bryclynn Summers. Bryclynn wasn't the type of girl that Hadley wanted to hold a title that she had worked up to be so classy. In fact that only thing that O'Connor had right was Bryclynn being a slut. There was no doubt in Hadley's mind that Miss Summers would trash up the women's internet championship and Hadley simply couldn't have something like that happen to her beautiful title. Hadley couldn't stand even thinking about her championship getting into the hands of the three little sluts, Bryclynn, Kimberley, and Jasmine. Hadley wouldn't have it, there was no one that could change her mind either, not mentally or physically. Our scene is set in the midst of a make-shift jungle...okay so it was the locker room door to where "the minority" played. The trio of sluts would soon show up. Hadley hadn't yet made her way into the room though as she stood outside the door of the room looking into the cameras that sat in front of her. Hadley Harper; I stand here today beginning a journey, a journey that will lead me to the town that many wish to go to. I will be exploring new things and exposing some of the most misunderstood animals. Humans...well not just any humans, the dangerous, diseased, and dreadful ones. Ones that we classy call...Whorussluttious..or hookers. I will be putting my life on the line to give each and everyone of you a look into the life of my chaos opponent, Bryclynn Summers. A woman who doesn't exactly impress me. In fact she's just kind of obnoxious. She's just there, Bryclynn Summers doesn't mean a thing to me, she's nothing to me and I mean that. I literally nothing her, because she means that little to me. Bryclynn is about as threatening as Blaze Inferno. I'm not here to give you all my rants though, I'm here for a look right? Right! Shall we take that look? Hadley moved her hand over to the handle of the locker room door where the three would soon arrive. Hadley slipped into the room quickly and made her way behind the crowd of trees that she had set up much earlier as the cameras followed her in. She sat back on her legs and looked into the camera with a slight laughter in her eyes. Hadley Harper; So we'll have to wait here for the three to get here but let me just give you a little background on my opponent and what I would consider yet another "sidekick" Brycylnn Summers. Now Bryclynn grew up in Boise, Idaho where she decided that she would idolize unrealistic people, like oh say Barbie. That's just the thing you see, Bryclynn you have unrealistic hopes, unrealistic dreams and one of them I'd assume has to be getting your hands on my beautiful title. That my dear would happen to be an extremely unrealistic dream and it will not happen for you. Why? Because you don't have what it takes. You are not bad Bryclynn do not think that is what I'm saying you just aren't good enough, much like all my other opponents, you can't handle the extreme sensation because you're just another sidekick. An AJ Caine if you will and you do not matter to this company or me. Bryclynn I have to know, what the point of you even being here is..sure you're Jasmine Stephens' lackey but what point do you serve? You obviously aren't championship material and you certainly aren't even close to myself in talent. Tell me, why is it that Jasmines get to have lackeys and I'm stuck with Dameon asshole O'Connor? It's confusing to me, really why is it that... Hadley's sentence was halted as the door to the room swung open. Jasmine Stephens led the trio into the room with Kimberly Brooklyn and Bryclynn Summers in tow. Hadley snickered to herself as she looked into the camera. The three talked to each other but it wasn't picked up. Hadley kept her voice low as she turned towards the three girls. Hadley Harper; Now if you notice, they travel in packs mainly because they are afraid that if they don't have a back-up that they will lose. I am different..I don't necessarily need people to win matches for me and while it's true that Bryclynn hasn't gotten help in winning matches we all know that Jasmine Stephens likes to help people that are in need out. I mean Bryclynn even needs help from her "teammate" Kimberly Brooklyn to get a gimmick, which brings us back to the whole barbie thing. Which by the way is in no way related to anything glamorous it's more of a relation to...being a huge whore. This is something that the hookers need, an obsession with Barbie. They rely on this because Barbie is a big boobed, big hipped, big slut. Now mind you, I know what my chest looks like and it's pretty much barbie material but the difference between women like me and women like..well them, is class. I have class and barbie obsessed ex-porn stars do not have class. They are just trashy wanna-bes looking to be mad famous anyway possible. It's rather funny though if you ask me because they're all ugly little bitches. Hadley shrugged her shoulders looking as the three continued to talk. Hadley shook her head. Hadley Harper; The essence of what a slut is just this (Hadley motioned towards the trio) I'm not here to bash on this growing population though I'm here to allow you, the public, to see them in their natural environment. They travel in packs and are rarely seen alone due to fear of looking like "losers" if you will. They are very materialistic but not for the sake of being fashionable or trendy my myself it's more like they want to get a statement out there that says "I spend my stripping money on nice clothes and plastic surgery". I'm not sure if they realize they're ridiculous but I'd hope each and everyone of you can see that. I happen to have a move called "plastic" which was inspired by Bryclynn's kind. It basically is a smashing of the face, but you all knew that didn't you. I couldn't tell you exactly why people are bothered by these creatures but my best bet would be their morals, or lack of. Maybe the fact that the F word makes it into each and everyone of Bryclynn's promos? Maybe it's her pathetic attempts at playing the role of the arrogant bitch. Or perhaps more so her disgusting face, the one that looks and just reeks of nastiness. Ugh just being around these people makes me feel trashy and dumb. I have to wonder why more and more people seem to think it's cool to be like them. Hadley shook her head once again in disgust. Hadley Harper; Viewers you have to just imagine that this breed of human strives for attention because their childhood was just so messed up. Or maybe then just have issues. Either way they only want to be the center of attention and nothing more, which is why it's so hard to believe that Bryclynn Summers would blatantly stand in the shadow of Jasmine Stephens because we all know that Bryclynn is looking for attention. Anyone that does porn is looking for just that and what better to do to get attention than win a title right? Well that is where this attention stops for Bryclynn. Cause you see what she doesn't know is that it takes talent to actually make something of yourself in the OCW and while Bryclynn and I are on the same page with when we started we are not on the same page talent wise. We've beat a few of the same people mainly Teal Moore and AJ Caine but I am not just lucky like her, I am actually able to accomplish things, without the help of someone. I know that I am better than her because I am in fact the women's internet champion. Maybe you people don't see that as anything special but to me it means everything, it is my first professional title and I refuse to lose it to that thing, there is actually nothing that would make me hate myself more than something like that happen. I don't even think my hate for her can compete with the hate for myself if I allowed her to win, fairly at least. Then again there is no telling when she'll have Jasmine pop up and help her out, seeing as Jasmine hasn't taken much of a liking to me. I wonder why, I'd guess it's because she knows that I'm her only real competition in this place. I'm getting a little off subject though aren't I..so enough talk about my sure win on Chaos. Hadley grinned with confidence. Her attention was quickly jolted towards the three girls who were obviously noticing that noises were coming from the large array of fake trees hiding in their locker room. They all made their way over to where Hadley was crouching. She kept very still and quiet. Hadley Harper; Shhh..they're getting closer, this is very odd because they don't like to mingle. Hadley kept her voice extremely low and the camera almost couldn't pick it up. Jasmine narrowed her eyes looking towards Hadley. Jasmine Stephens; What the hell is that? Bryclynn moved the trees a little reveling Hadley who stood there with a smug look on her face. Hadley Harper; Oh hey guys. They all looked at her rather disgusted. Then something happened that Hadley never thought would happen in the world she was happy to see Dameon O'Connor. Dameon O'Connor; Have you seen... Dameon had made his way into the room and locked eyes with Hadley with still had her awkward nervous smile on her face. Dameon O'Connor; My laundry isn't going to do itself doll. Hadley's shoulders dropped as she rolled her eyes letting the happy feeling of seeing him leave. It seemed though that Bryclynn, Jasmine, and Kimberley were still a little confused as to why Hadley was hiding behind the trees. Bryclynn Summers; Wow cool stalker. Hadley Harper; Wow cool slut. Bryclynn and Hadley locked eyes for a second. Hadley narrowed hers leaving her grin on her face. Bryclynn rolled her eyes shrugging it off. Dameon grabbed Hadley's wrist pulling her towards him. Dameon O'Connor; Well this has been fun but to be honest I need her, so you can settle this later, say at Chaos? Before there could be anymore talk Dameon held tightly to Hadley's wrist and pulled her out into the hallway. She was a little resistant but followed his lead. He finally let go of her wrist and she stumbled back a little bit. He continued to walk and Hadley walked behind him. Dameon O'Connor; You're pretty stupid for being in there you know, you could catch a disease. Hadley smiled a little not letting him see that she found humor in his words. Hadley Harper; I know what I'm doing Dameon it isn't like I needed you to be in there. I was in fact showing the world what these humans known as sluts do in their "natural environment" I was doing a rather good job of it too so I wish you wouldn't have walked in. Dameon O'Connor; What are you fucking Steven Irwin? Hadley shook her head with a fake sad look on her face. Hadley Harper; Too soon Dameon..it's too soon. I could never live up to that man. Dameon looked back to her with an eyebrow raised. Dameon O'Connor; Well here we are. Dameon pushed open the door to another room where a pile of laundry sat. Hadley's jaw dropped. Hadley Harper; Are you a child, do you not know how to do laundry? Dameon O'Connor; Why do I need to learn when I have you? Hadley looked at Dameon with a rather pissed off look and he just smiled happy with himself. Hadley Harper; I hate you. Dameon O'Connor; But I bet you just love how well I keep secrets right? Hadley looked like she had just got slapped in the face looking at Dameon who was pleased with himself. Hadley walked forward towards the laundry. She turned back to look at Dameon who had a large grin on his face. Hadley simple sneered. Hadley Harper; You know I have many more important things to do and they really don't include you. Dameon O'Connor; You should get used to me being around you know because well..that's how it's gonna be. So get to work. Dameon lightly pushed Hadley closer to the large pile of laundry. He walked into the room after her and sat in a chair that was set up across from the machines. Hadley Harper; How did you even find this place? Dameon O'Connor; That's none of your business now is it. In fact, the only business you really have is that pile you're staring at. Hadley rolled her eyes and Dameon shook his head. Dameon O'Connor; No rolling of the eyes now, cause we love to work right? Hadley took in a deep breath to keep herself from getting angry and eventually pouncing at Dameon. She then looked back to him with an obviously fake smile. Hadley Harper; That's right. Dameon O'Connor; You can count this as you...workout to get ready for Bryclynn. Since you'll need a lot of work. Dameon's tone was sarcastic and Hadley could tell. She smiled once again happy with his dislike for Bryclynn. She began to do the work that was put in front of her. Hadley Harper; So are you planning on rooting for me in that match or that little priss Bryclynn? Dameon gave Hadley another smug grin shrugging his shoulders. Dameon O'Connor; Oh, I haven't decided yet. I suppose it'll all depend on how well you do my laundry. Hadley continued to do the laundry.