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| | | THE REAL DEAL | Meet The Parents | | THE GLAMSTRESS WORDS | Uh Oh, Just when things start to get good...mother dear comes and barges in | | MY PRINCE | Temper [Kisses] | | MY U.S. HISTORY | W [1] L [0] D [0] | | | MINDLESS BABBLE- Here ya go! This is going to be a really good thread. I can feel it!! | | | | When everything is just starting to heat up between Issac and I, I get this message on my answering machine. I had just gotten in from spending time with him, and now this thing pops up. Can my life get any crowded? I'm not talking about Issac either, but I am talking about the two that bore me...yep... the parents, who just decided that they wanted to barge into my business...won't this be a trip to not forget. [YOU HAVE ONE NEW MESSAGE...FIRST MESSAGE SENT...TODAY AT 5 THIRTY PM BEEP] "Amelia sweetheart! This is your mother calling from London...oh I was so happy to see you on television doing your little thing [Paris turns up her face] your father and I want to see you, so I hitched up a little trip for you and your newly found umm whats his name? [calling out to Paris father] Lewis! What is his name?....What?....Well doesn't matter.....uh Amelia, we want you two to come for a weekend, I hope that is okay with you...well love you sweetheart, and please don't bring that mutt of a dog, you know how my alergies are...love you and talk to you later..." [Beep] Are you kidding me? I flapped down on my bed with Margie by my side... Margie was my yorkshiere, she was nothing close to being a mutt and that just fused me. Damnit that woman was so uptight and old fashioned. I couldn't stand her sometimes...what in the hell does she want me to visit for? Ah ha, I knew...she wanted to digg into my business and find out how to ruin my life, thats what she wanted to do. Well that is not going to happen, not this time. She said that I wouldn't succeed in wrestling and boy was she ever wrong...or---or maybe she wanted to try her best to be the mother she wasn't. I guess I am being too hard on her, she never really liked Margie, so I couldn't be at all that mad at her. It is probably not even her, maybe she is putting on this big front for my father...I haven't seen him in a while and I would love for Issac to meet him. I knew they would get along just fine. Its just so funny because they act like I'm getting married or something...but that is just how they are. My father, was a supporter, I'm a daddies girl...but my mother, eh, she was okay. She didn't like me wrestling, but this isn't her life, so there wasn't more I could say to her. Ever since I went off to do my own thing, the connection between her and I was rare, so this trip, was not only going to be a homecoming, but also an experient...Christ! I got to talk to Issac... Paris{} Hey you! Whats up? Issac{} Missing me already I see... I haven't left for a good five minutes and you're already calling me up. Damn, am I that good? Paris{} FYI....I do miss you no doubt, but I am calling you for another reason... Issac{}[Leaning against the desk] Alright, I'm listening... Paris{} How would you feel about taking a victory trip...somewhere kinda special? Issac{} Thats sounds good, what did you have in mind babe? Paris{} Austrailia...my home... Issac{} Sidney huh? I would love to. Spending time with you at your home is a great idea. We do need to get out of the wrestling scene for a while...we've been the talk of this week, and a break would help--- Paris{} Well we won't be staying at my house...we'll be staying at my parents house...you're going to meet them---but hey! If you don't want to go, then whatever, I'm totally fine with it like OH SO TOTALLY fine!--- Issac{} Whoa,whoa...I would love to meet your parents, I'm sure it won't be any harm at all...it seems like someone doesn't though, am I right? Paris{} [bluntly] Yep! Issac{}You are something else you know that? Paris{} Tell me about it... Issac{} Why don't you want to see your folks huh? What could it hurt? Paris{} Nothing...its just that, I haven't seen them in a while, and theres a reason for it. I don't be around them like that all the time. I mean, I love being around my father, but God forbid, being with my mother is a drag, she's going to fuss over me and I hate that... Issac{} Maybe she changed Paris Paris{} She doesn't change Issac, she stays the same, it has been that way for years, and I doubt she is going to just up and change, she changes for no one, including herself. Issac{} We're going. Final. Paris{} [smiles] Well, I hope you know what we are getting into mister [plants a kiss on his lips] you just don't know... Issac{} It can't be that bad. Paris{} Whatever you say... Issac{} Come here... Paris presses her head against Issac's chest...deep down she had no idea how this visit was going to turn out...her mother was a character...she just hopes that she doesn't get embarassed especially infront of Issac..Paris looks up into him... Paris{} Will you stay the night? TBCB Issac | | | | This is a fair warning and also a reminder. My roleplays are meant for entertainment and self satisfaction. He He. If there is any way that you get offended, please let me know and we will talk about it. Nevertheless the roleplays are not to be taken serioulsy. I Bianca am a very nice and sweet person unlike my characters HA! So please...don't get all ichy in the panties and drawers :) | | This layout is made by +.Blackroses.+ for the use of use of anyone. 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| Roleplay Title | Meet the Parents | Next Match | ??? | | People Used | Temper, Paris Joir | Titles Won | None Yet | | People Mentioned | Some | Other Acheivements | None Yet | | OOC | Real sorry about that wait. But heres the reply sweetie. | Relationship | No One | | TBC By | Paris Joir Only | Record | 2-0-0 | | |
Ohhhh Crappp! It was time for Issac to meet Paris' parents. This is of course the moment that every guy could possibly dread. The awkward moments, the good impressions you have to make, and so much more. It was going to be a major test for Issac, and his relationship with Paris could very well be on the line. Issac was going to fly to Sydney, Austrailia with Paris to stay with her parents for a little vacation. Paris insured Issac that her father is someone he'll get along with very easily. But her mother was a totally different story. But Issac was someone that anyone can really get along with. So who knows! Perhaps things can turn out to be ok with him and Paris' parents. Time would tell. After agreeing to go, Paris had asked Issac if he could spend the night. He would be crazy not to! Issac Hunt: Of course I will stay the night. Do you think I would ever say no? Paris Joir: I hope not. I just like to ask. That, and Im just a little nervous about flying down to my parents. Once you meet my mother, you'll know exactly what I mean. Issac Hunt: You need to relax Paris. Things are going to be fine. You have my word that things will be ok. Im a lovable guy, Im sure youre mother will love me! Paris Joir: I sure hope so. She really knows how to ruin a vacation. Issac Hunt: Dont worry Paris. Things will be fine. I'll be sure to make this one of the best vacations youve ever had. She smiles up at Issac as they share a kiss. The two then decide to call it a night early since they had a long flight to go to tomorrow. After getting a good night's rest, Paris seemed to rest better with Issac lying next to her, it was time to set off for Austrailia. Paris really didnt speak much that morning. She still seems to be not too thrilled to be flying out to see her mother. Everytme Issac mentioned her parents, she would be happy to speak about her father. But her mother, she seemed to avoid to speak about. As of right now, they were taking Issac's mustang to the airport. Paris kept her eyes out towards the window. Issac looked over towards her and smiled, speaking to her. Issac Hunt: You alright? Paris Joir: Yeah, I'll be ok. Issac Hunt: Things will be ok Paris. Ive met all kinds of people in the past, and in the end, they all turn out to be cool with me. Perhaps I can change your mothers ways. Ive been told that I can make some miracles happen. Lets see if maybe I can make a miracle when we get over there huh? Issac smiles over to Paris as he waits to see what she was going to say next.
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| | | THE REAL DEAL | Meet The Parents | | THE GLAMSTRESS WORDS | Uh Oh, Just when things start to get good...mother dear comes and barges in | | MY PRINCE | Temper [Kisses] | | MY U.S. HISTORY | W [1] L [0] D [0] | | | MINDLESS BABBLE- Here ya go! This is going to be a really good thread. I can feel it!! | | | | I looked over to him and tried to at least put a smile on my face, but it didn't work. Not really. Paris{} If changing my mom is easy, then I promise you that Michael Jackson did not lay one hand on no one's child. Issac couldn't help but to laugh at the comment she made, she couldn't help it either Paris{} Look, all I am saying is having my mom apart of this vacation doesn't mean shit to me. [Issac could finally tell that she was serious] She is just so different. Sometimes I don't even know how my father fell in love with someone so---urgh different! Issac{} Well if your dad did not meet your mother, then I wouldn't have you now would I? [kisses her hand in his] Paris{} Yep, that is true, but whatever... Issac{} Paris, please lets just do this and the quicker we get this over with, the quicker we can go back to our wrestling lives...alright. I want to meet them, and I know that things are not going to be what you think they will. I promise. Paris{} Alright, whatever you say. Once Paris and Issac was on their flight, everything so far went smooth with the both of them. They couldn't stop kissing and flirting, and Issac felt very pleased that she didn't mention her mother anymore. That was all that they needed. After hours on the plane it was now time for them to land. Paris was looking out the the window, reminding herself just how beautiful Austrailia was. She couldn't wait to visit her friends and her family that loved her so much, well some of them. The airport was packed! Once they had their luggage, the limo was already waiting for them, along with their long-time driver, ever since Paris was young, Boris. Paris{}[running with her arms open] Boris!! AHH! Boris{}[excepting the hug] Oh wow, look how much you have grown into a beautiful young woman. [noticing Issac] and this must be yours? [extends his hands to Boris] Its a pleasure to meet you Mr. Hunt. Issac was shocked that he knew is name...Boris was like another father to Paris, not just some butler who works for them. Whenever her father was on business, he would always watch over her...more of like a grandfather as well. Issac shook is hand. Issac{} wow, you know my name? Boris{} Why yes sir, Paris has told me all about you, and I grant it that you and her are quite a pair. [to Paris] You're parents are waiting at the family mansion. It's quite a experience... Paris rolls her eyes and slumps down into the car...Issac was right along behind her...Hearing what Boris said was not a surprise to her at all. Issac{}[almost a whisper] So what experience is he talking about? Paris{}[to Boris] Boris, what kind of status is mother in? Boris{}[smiles] Phase three---insane Paris{}[to Issac] Thats the experience...my mother is in phase three, which means, she is blabbing around the house, fixing things up, telling everybody my business, and putting in the roast beef that she kept frozen for more than a month... Issac gives Paris a confusing look, he knew that Paris wasn't kidding when she mentioned her mother being different. Maybe her mother was loving and sweet, but he came to a conclusion that she might be a bit off on her high horse a bit...They finally arrived at the mansion. The place looked like it came right out of the Casino Royal movie. There was nothing but trees and fresh cut grass everywhere. They had one hell of some property...it was big enough to fit at least one more mansion. The Limo pulled up to the circled driveway. Boris got out and opened the door. Issac stepped out first and then Paris...they were hand in hand. All was well until the front door opened, and guess who was the first one out of the door. The Mother{} Oh my goodness! Is that my Amelia? She came running to Paris with arms around her skinny waiste.... The Mother{} Look at your perfect body...ah it never ever fails does it? [looks over to Issac] And this must be Isiah! How how nice to meet you... Paris{} [with irritation] Its Issac mother. The Mother{} Ooops...I'm sorry young man..Issac, now thats a name I don't hear everyday... Her father was the next to come out the door, he had his cigar in his mouth, and his hair was as black as coal. He looked very young to be anyone's father...he was a stud...Paris couldn't even stand still...she went running to her father almost like Forrest ran to Jenny in Forrest Gump. The Father{} Look at you....my, my my...haven't you changed. Your hair...its blonde... Paris{} Yep....I changed it, but I have all kinds of colors...[holding her fathers hands] Dad, I would like you to meet Issac Hunt. My boyfriend. The Father{}[extending his hand] You're the lucky champ...It is a pleasure to meet you. I've heard much about you and I'm actually a fan of your character. You remind me of myself, the way you handle it in the ring...how long have you two been together? He was looking dead at Issac, Paris was going to speak up, but she decided to just hold off, seeing what Issac would say and how he enteracted with her father TBCB Issac. | | | | This is a fair warning and also a reminder. My roleplays are meant for entertainment and self satisfaction. He He. If there is any way that you get offended, please let me know and we will talk about it. Nevertheless the roleplays are not to be taken serioulsy. I Bianca am a very nice and sweet person unlike my characters HA! So please...don't get all ichy in the panties and drawers :) | | This layout is made by +.Blackroses.+ for the use of use of anyone. The person using this and the designer do not sponsor anything from the real world. 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| Roleplay Title | Meet the Parents | Next Match | Vs. SVD Vs. JBL at Rampage | | People Used | Temper, Paris Joir | Titles Won | None Yet | | People Mentioned | Some | Other Acheivements | None Yet | | OOC | Damn! Im really sorry about the long wait for this one. I swear I thought this reply was up. Real sorry for the wait Bianca! | Relationship | No One | | TBC By | Paris Joir Only | Record | 3-0-0 | | |
So it was time for Issac to meet the parents! Paris was invited by her parents to fly down to Austrailia to visit them. Paris of course, asked Issac if he wanted to come as well so that he can meet her parents and hopefully get their aproval for their relationship. Things were certainly going to get interesting for their relationship. They had flown to Sydney, Austrailia and were driven by Boris, the family driver. Their house was huge! Something that Issac never really got into or purchased since his time in the wrestling. He certainly can afford it all, but just wanted a normal house in his hometown of Austin, Texas. And now it was time to make a good first impression. Issac shook hands with both of Paris' parents. Her mother seemed to be mellowed out so far, and her father was very welcoming. Complimenting his character in the WGEF, even comparing himself to Issac. He then had asked the first big question. How long were the two going out now. Paris was about to speak, but decided to see how Issac would answer. He kept his eyes on her father with a smirk as he answered him. Issac Hunt: Well sir, it is a pleasure to meet you first off. Glad to hear that you like what you see when Im in the ring. And as for Paris and I, well weve been together for almost a month now I would say. Since she debuted in the WGEF, we pretty much hit it off. And let me say that your daughter can certainly compete in the ring just as good as I can. She has been making a name for herself as well as I am. Her father smiles widely, as he shoots a quick look at Paris, who looks between both men. The Father: Well it doesnt surprise me to hear that now Issac. I know how well Amelia can wrestle, and Im very proud of her. Issac Hunt: Im very proud of her as well. Im glad I found a diva in the federation that isnt some brainless diva who only tries to get to the top with her body. Paris works for it, and shes smarter than any diva in that roster by far. I really am a lucky man. The Father: Oh dont get me started with the divas in the WGEF. Bunch of slapping and hair grabbing is all those little girls ever do. But my Amelia is far more different than any of those divas. She actually has class. Issac smirks. Issac Hunt: Which is why I will always say that Im a very lucky man. Her father smiles as both men shake hands again. He seems to be happy with the seletion of a man that she has. The Father: Well I sure am thrilled that Ameila has found someone in the WGEF. Im glad its not some muscle head that only cares about titles and his body. You have passion. You have something that most men lost in the world of wrestling. And I like that you have that in you son. Come on inside, make yourself at home. Issac and Paris' father share a laugh as he leads him into the house. Issac looks back at Paris, who has a big smile on her face as she follows them inside, about to speak up herself now.
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| Carlos, I know you are going to KILL me....lol But I've just been getting comfortable back in school...but now that everything is pretty steady, I should have a reply up...Asap. |
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| | | | OOC: I know it took a long time, but here ya go sweetface!!! | | | | ()THIS IS A NIGHTMARE() | | We made our way into the house..."I see some things haven't changed" I said as I held onto Issac's hand...it didn't surprise me that it still looked the same as I left it years ago. Everything was the same...from the front door to the back. While Boris took our things to our room, we made ourselves comfortable on the living room sofa, which had plastic on it...STILL. I couldn't believe that my mother still had that paranoia thing going on. She was deathly afriad of a lot of stuff and had many different phobias that I haven't even heard of before in my life. I tagged Issac on the shoulder and gave him that "I told you so look". We sat down, plastic and all. My mother soon arrived with tea in her hands, and gave it specificly to Issac...she smiled while doing so, and then she made her way over to my father. There we were...Issac and I on one side, and my father and mother across from us on the other side. It felt right. This was the same position me and my former husband was in, when he asked me to marry him, and needed the approval of them both. It felt the same exact way...I put one hand on Issac's leg and thought it would be good to speak up, since there was silence between all of us. ()Paris() Um, when will there be a bout of change in the house? The plastic, the smell...will it ever change? Okay, so that was probably not a good way to start off a conversation, but it was really bothering me. I thought that at least this big ass Mansion would have some taste to it. I was so tired of seeing the same ole shit, everytime I walked into this house, inside of my mind, I knew I wanted to just forget this whole thing, leave, and never look behind me...but I loved them too much...no matter what the difference, I love them. ()The Mother() Paris darling, that is such a question. As a matter of fact [crosses her legs as if she was Queen of England, the way she was holding that damned tea] Your father and I are planning on moving from here and getting another place to stay. The Recession that we are in is just too much for us older people to bare. With you and you're siblings gone, there is no need for a big house like this. Your father and I want something a bit more settle and simple...especially with your fathers--- The tension gets a bit uncomfortable...My Father quickly caught my mother by the hand, and shook his head as if he didn't want her to finish. I looked at Issac and he looked at me...something was going on, we didn't know what it was, but that look on my mother's face gave it all away. She gasps, and turns her head away... ()The Mother() Oh dear...I should learn to keep my mouth shut ()Paris() Okay, what was that all about? [looking at my father] Dad, whats going on? ()The Father() Paris, it is nothing serious...I went to the doctor and he said that I was in the first category of Lung Cancer. Everything is fine. I just have to slow things down a bit and take care of myself. They don't think I need anything too drastic...maybe a surgery or two, but thats it. They can stop it before it gets to stage two. There is nothing to worry about. For some reason I didn't want to believe it, but by the way he was looking at me, I trusted him. Cancer was a big thing in our family, but they overcame all of it. My grandfather, and my oldest brother, now its my father...the genetics were confusing, because my brother had cancer way before my father...it was sort of a out of this world type of thing. I felt Issac gently rubbing my hand. I had no idea he was asking me was I okay...all I was doing was thinking...outside of my head I was hearing mumbling... "Paris, are you okay" I couldn't hear them..."Paris?" Finally I snapped out of it. ()Paris() Oh! [shaking my head] Yes, I'm sorry, I blanked out for a moment...Um...I'm good, I'm fine...Just as long as it can be taken care of, then everything will be fine. Daddy, just take care of yourself and stop the fucking smoking!! [just realizing that he was smoking moments ago] what in the hell is wrong with you? [to my mother] Why do you let him smoke mom, if he has cancer? ()The Mother() I can't control your father sweetheart, he's a stubborn ole thing..[smiles] Maybe you should talk to him about it, he doesn't listen to me, maybe he will listen to you. ()The Father() Why are you two acting as if I am not in the room? I can take care of myself. I'll quit when I want to. I was once told that life is a precious gift, and since it's precious then I'm going to enjoy the rest of it, by doing what I love to do...smoke. ()Issac() Not to be rude sir. But cancer is a very dangerous thing. I'm sure you know this...smoking is going to shorten your life if you don't take in mind that you are at risk. I mean...you love your daughter right? ()The Father() Of course I do... ()Issac() Where are you going to be on her wedding day? Her first pregnancy? She wants you here...and if you keep smoking sir, then there is a possibility that you won't be here to see all of this. I'm sure you want to walk her down the asle and get to see your first grandchild... The expression in my fathers face changed. "I never thought of that" he said. Once he took that into notice, he reached into his pockets and pulled out his pack of cigars and cigarettes and put them on the table. "I quit". He then made his way to the back...my mother just sat there, looking at Issac and myself. She was furious, Issac couldn't tell, but I knew that look more than anybody. My mother couldn't stand it when I come home and then my father just changes...my mom has been trying to change him for years, but it doesn't work. I felt a little bad, but at the same time, I don't even think my mother was trying hard enough.. ()The Mother() [Forcing on a smile] Humm, that went well. You two stay put while I go and prepare the table of dinner. And you Issac....make sure you wash your hands before eating at my table... Oh my goodness, I can't believe she went there!! Once she left toward the kitchen I turned to Issac with shock all over my face... ()Paris() I can't believe she said that...Don't mind her...she's a little ticked. ()Issac() [confused and a bit irritated at with mother at the same time] Why? She should be happy I stopped him from smoking.. ()Paris() Yes, but she has been trying to do that for a while now...and then I bring you here and you got him to stop like that... ()Issac() This should be a good thing... ()Paris() It is, she is just the type that is never satisified unless it is dealing with her...come on, lets go to the dinner table.. Man o Man...the dinner table...I didn't even want to think what was going to come next after this...I just didn't want to know... To be continued by Issac!!! | | | +.Blackroses.+ | | | | | | |
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OOOOH NO NO NO!!! You better reply to this carlos or its your booty!!! hehehe :P |
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