|.Start Of Warning.| The following roleplay may contain content that is inappropriate for children under the age of sixteen. If you believe that you are going to be offended by this, then I dont think it would be a good idea for you to read further. Harsh language and sexual content will be in this roleplay your about to read. Remember, you have been warned. |.End Of Warning.|         Roleplay Title  The arrival People Involved read and see OOC Yeah things are gonna heat up This Layla is gonna be a complete bitch! Managing/Dating Noone Carear Achievements TWA Womens Champ(1x), TWA WIC Champion(2x), TWA Co-Tag Team champion (1x), Made it to the Finals in the Miss TWA Competition, Married to Kyle Michaels, Sister to both Courtney, Hunter and Jessi Current Member of II Good, TWA Hardcore Champion (3x), Ranked #1 Couple with Kyle Michaels for the week of September 13th-19th, Ranked Best 3rd best Diva twice. WWOW Womens Champion (1x), WWOW Womens Tag Team Champion (1x)     The scene starts out in Manchester New Hampshire where Layla Helmsley is seen sitting on her living room couch after recieving notice that her company Trish's Wrestling Alliance was closed down. Feeling a little saddnes she thinks about all the good times she had there and then listens as the faint ringing of a phone brings her out of her trance.  Looking over at the table beside her she sees the caller ID and notices that it is her once tag team partner Terri on the line. Taking a deep breath she picks up the phone and then waits as the other person talks *Terri* Hey Layla how ya doing sugar?   *Layla* I am good chick just thinking on how sad things are now that The federation is closed. It just took me by surprise is all. I mean one day you are employed as the Womens intercontinental Champion about to face Chae Stratigias then you are called and informed that you are employed. *Terri* I understand, toook everyone by surprise. Thats wht im calling you actually. *Layla* Well Ter you never needed an excuse to call me. *Terri* I know that. Anyway Layla Shawn Michaels has recently opened up a federation and is looking for talent. No with everything you did in a year with TRISH'S WRESTLING ALLIANCE you are the perfect candidate to come here to TWA *Layla* Whoa he named his TRISH'S WRESTLING ALLIANCE TOO? *Terri* You seem to have a good sence of humor. Its Texas Wrestling Alliance. Anyway whatcha say Layla? *Layla* Well first can ya tell me whose there? *Terri* Well so far the Mancini's, Chae Stratigious *Layla* OK stop it right there I am on my way to Texas. Its about time your company got some class. Layla and Terri Exchange a few words before hanging up the phone. Heading up the stairs Layla removes her small suitcase from the closet and only packs a few things figuering out that she will not need a full on case. After throwing what she needs in the bag Layla places it on the floor and then walks down from the bedroom and heads out the door to her Dodge Durango. Placing her case inside the backseat she gets in the drivers side seat and places the key in the ignition starting the car. Listening as Papa Roach filters out of the speakers Layla fastens her seatbelt and starts to make the drive towards Manchester's Airport. Arriving at the terminal she checks her bag and then passes through the secured area heading towards her departure gate. Getting to the gate she sees that the flight is on final call and quickly hands the agent her ticket and then has a seat in the first class area. Feeling the plane ascend into the sky she waits as the attendants start bringing around the drinks and asks for a can of pepsi, Taking a quick sip of her soda Layla grabs a magazine and then starts to read it soon enough finding herself landing at the San Antonio Airport. Getting off the airplane she heads through the teminal towards the baggage claim area and gets her luggage before heading to the Hertz rental company. Walking inside she goes to the counter and then proceeding to talk *Layla* Hi I called and requested a reservation for a car. *Agent* Name please? *Layla* Layla Hemsley *Agent* Ahh yes Miss Helmsley here we go I reserved that car for you myself. Now if you will just sign here, here, and here I will hand you the keys. Also would you like to purchase insurance for the vehicle? *Layla* No Insurance is not neccessary I will not be driving it that much. After signing her name on the dotted line in three different places Layla is handed a set of Keys and walks out of the area towards where the cars are parked. Arriving at the right car slot she sees the car and smiles in approval.  Placing her bag in the trunk she gets inside and starts the car heading towards the freeman colliseum. Driving down the highway she feels the warm Texas air running through hr ong blonde hair. As the cameras roll at the freeman colliseum we see a candy apple read mustang convertible pulling up to the superstars entrance and come to a complete stop. As the picture comes more clear it is revealed to be none other then Trish's Wrestling Alliances dominate divas Layla Helmsley. Reaching inside the trunk she pulls out her small suitcase and instruts a crew member to take it to her private locker room. Handing the keys to the Valet she warns him if there is a scratch on the car anywhere she will make him pay for it. Turning on her cute little heels she enters the halls of the arena where she is met with a few security guards who are sitting on their asses eating donuts and gawking at all the hot looking divas to grace this company. Walking by them she is stopped and listens as they start to talk *Guard #1* Miss you can not go in there without a pass. *Layla* Oh yes I can see i'm here to add a little more class to this company seeing as you have a few cheap tricks here *Guard #2* Well is your name on the list? *Layla* Well take your stupid ass and look *Guard #2* Well then name miss? *Layla* Layla Helmsley Sister to both Jessi and Courtney. Oh yeah and apparant hater of Hunter. *Guard #2* Well  miss ur names not on this list. *Layla* Give me the fucking list -rips the list out of his hands- Oh my your not only stupid but blind too. Jesus Anyways Layla Helmsley is right there you jackass now where is my locker room. Having a seat they tell her locker room number 12 before she starts to walk away. Getting a few feet she hears the first guard mumble the word bitch and quickly turns around and kicks the chair out from underneath him causing him to fall back on his back. Placing her black heel to his throat she thanks him for complimenting her before heading off towards her locker room. Entering her locker room she has a seat on the nice comfortable sofa before deciding to go see who she can find. Changing into another outfit she heads out of her locker room and walks down the hall with a smile on her face knowing exactly what she wants to do. Looking over the locker room doors she sees old Twa friends like Madison Wright and Chae Stratigias. Then she sees her old enemies and new ones in Belle Mancini and Pandora. Deciding to address them later she looks at another door and sees that her sister is here. Not bothering to knock on the       «Name» Layla Helmsley «Age» 24 «Hometown» Manchester New Hampshire «Theme Music» Lying from you Linkin Park «Finisher(s)»  Emotionless(RKO) «Stable/Allies» None/None     This layout was made by Kitty FX @ S.G.D for Tammy to use only to roleplay as her character Layla Helmsley here in TWA.Anyone caught with this layout is in deep trouble.Keep your hands off stuff that dont belong to you.Like what you see, then go request it or ask for one and it can simply be made for you and you can do that by clicking on the Kitty FX button beside this disclaimer.The banner hotbar and the layout made by Kitty FX. This layout is no way affilated to Vince McMahons WWE or Stacy Keibler in any way, shape, or form what so ever and it is not meant to harm them.