| Over the years, men and women have been faced with many great obstacles, and have celebrated great strives and triumphs in many fields. We've landed on the moon, we've discovered methods to treat diseases, we've formed international alliances, and found brilliant technology to fuel our world for the better. Humankind also has its leisures; incredible things created by people as well, also special triumphs in their own right. And if you're Teal Moore, your favorite 'leisures' just happen to be professional wrestling and NASCAR racing, with wrestling ahead by a lot, simply because you love the sport and you're pretty damn good at it. Sure, the Hardcore American Daughter hasn't won every match she's been put in, but she has the heart, the determination, and the drive to be considered one of the best. Hell, she's been considered a 'legend' by the vast majority of fans across the world, mostly because of how well she relates to them, unlike any other star before them. Why does she have such a good relationship with her fans? Simply because she realizes something that many in the spotlight don't; we're all human. Humans that overcome obstacles. Teal Moore has overcome numerous situations where many a time, the stakes were higher than just a championship or a simple in-ring victory. Everyone knows her story, growing up poor in North Carolina, always moving around, and unable to keep her family in one place long enough to call it home. She didn't have the greatest beginning, but she was making her life pretty well now, especially with the benefit of her family, and a brimming new career in WGEF. Sure, she's been around a lot, but to her, WGEF was a new chance, a whole land of uncharted territory that she could snatch up if she wanted it bad enough. To expand. Some could call it 'Manifest Destiny,' in a sense, but to Teal, it was just plain getting what she wanted and doing what she loved. However, unforseenly, the mission of the Southern Sensation in WGEF was put on a setback -- her winning streak stopped before it even got started when a tag-team match between Teal and Mark Henry and the Kinnings, i. e. Chris Kinning and Ivy Stratus-Kinning didn't go as planned at all. Needless to say, it wasn't one of Teal's best matches, even though she did put on one hell of a fight. Her team lost; not just her, and she wouldn't pin the whole loss on her partner, even if they weren't exactly n'sync at all. They were entirely different from one another. One a short Southern belle from North Carolina, a mother of three with a big working farm, and the other a ginormous former World's Strongest Man with a really, really bad attitude that Teal sometimes just wanted to backhand. She understood that not everyone was as content as she is with her life, but still, she couldn't stand a grumpy-puss. If it was one thing she learned in life was that it's too gosh damned short, too short to waste on being a grouch, and that was how she lived it. Still, with this minor set-back ready to be put behind her, Teal's got a lot to look forward to. Sure, the Daytona 500 is just around the corner, and it's a holiday weekend [perfect excuse to 'get drunk and be somebody' a la Toby Keith], but there's also the issue of. . .Whatever It Takes. Yes, everyone is aware -- including Ms. Teal -- that she doesn't have a match at the monumental event, but she was still going to keep her eye on it, for various reasons. Of course, the WGEF Championship match-up is interesting enough, with her good friend Drew Stevenson in it and all, but there was another reason: the Women's Championship. Of course, one would think -- priority wise -- that Teal should straighten out at least getting one win, especially after losing against a couple of bozos like the Kinnings, but did Teal really care? Nah, she has other plans in mind, aka going for that championship; whoever walks out the winner. In the meantime, Teal has a bit of a dilemma: where does one go? See the Daytona 500 live or travel to Milan to be on the Whatever It Takes bandwagon? One could only image what the blue collar dollface would decide. Our scene opens up to show the fan-packed Arena Civica in Milan, Italy -- look, she made her decision! -- and it's filled to the brim, to say the least. The people are going crazy, vying for a chance just to see or hear from one of the stars in the back, be it the superstars or the divas. As the Italian fans brace themselves for what is to come, the all-too-familiar sound of "How Bad Do You Want It?" by Tim McGraw begins to play on the sound system with the introduction of the sound of a motorcycle revving up. The roof is torn off the place as the fans explode into cheers for the Southern Sensation. Suddenly, the woman herself comes out on the back of a camouflage four-wheeler clad in a pair of tight-fitting blue jeans with rips in the knees, a black belt with a shining 18-wheeler big rig belt buckle, a red t-shirt, and an aged-looking tan cowboy hat, that had a mini-Italian flag wrapped around the base of it. She stopped on the top of the ramp and with a smile, she pulled her hat off and waved it around in a gesture of gratitude to the cheering masses before replacing it back on her head and driving down the ramp, camera flashes going off here and there. Kelly Young had already stepped into the ring and had begun to announce her presence. Kelly Young: "Ladies and gentlemen please welcome at this time from Dallas, Texas. . .TEAL MOOOOORE!" And with that, Teal ceremoniously parked her 'ride' next to the ring and dismounted in a classy manner before, smiling widely once again, she made her rounds about the ring, interacting with the fans; high-fiving, slapping hands, and other assorted niceties. After awhile, Teal walked up the steel steps and across the apron, entering the ring under the second rope as most women of her shorter stature do. She took her hat off again and bowed to the crowd in the center of the ring in a genuine favor before replacing the hat on her head and walking over to the right side of the WGEF ring and requesting a microphone from the ringside crew with her usual Southern hospitality. Once her request was filled, she waltzed her way back into the center of the ring and raised her microphone up to her lips as the sound of her music faded away into the background. She still smiled brilliantly. Teal Moore: "Well, howdy Milan!" The fans pop. "This place sure is loud. I bet they can hear ya all the way back in the States!" The fans cheered again. She nodded. "And believe me, that's a good thing! I must say, this ol' girl ain't never been to Milan before, hell, I ain't never even been to Italy neither. I can honestly say when I was a girl growin' up in Carolina, that I never thought one day I'd be standing before all of you," She gestures with her hand. "As Teal Moore, the Dixie Diva, in Milan, Italy." The fans cheered again as she paused for a moment. "But it feels damn good, folks! And well, I think it's obvious why I'm here. Well, if it weren't for WGEF, right now, I'd be home in Dallas gearing up for my annual Daytona 500 party, but no, I decided to come to Milan to see, obviously, to 'bare witness' to Whatever It Takes on Sunday night!" She appears pumped up and the fans pop. "Just one problem. I don't got a match. Which is understandable, I'm not exactly as creditable to the company yet as say SVD, JBL, STD, AARP, an' all of them abbreviated folks out there. But still, I get it. I'm a newcomer here and I gotta be somewhat patient, but allow me to give ya an interestin' tidbit of information, folks. I had a nice conversation with a lady the other day, about WGEF, about the Women's Division. . ." The fans popped slightly. "Yes, we know it's in it's mini-depression as of late, and that was one of the topics we discussed the other day. These gals need to be whipped into shape. Hell, I must admit that Paris Jior and Phoenix could be better if they had a little competition, but allow us to take a look at our Divas' roster, shall we? It's half-dead save for the few that decide to actually do somethin'! And well, me and that gal had a talk. Just who is gonna get this division running again? Not Jior; not Phoenix. . .but me. Teal Moore is gonna get the show on the road." The fans cheer. "Yeah, I may not be the champ as of Sunday night, but I am sure as hell gonna make things interesting, just as Mrs. Sane said, yes, that lady I chatted with was Jeanette, believe it, people." They popped again as she smirked. "I'm gonna kickstart this division by doing what I do best besides kick ass, and that's drive my foes absolutely nuts! I'm very, very good at it. They get annoyed with me 'cause I'm different, and because I speak the truth. That string-bean Jior, and that Pryor-wannabe Phoenix won't mean a damned thing once I get back into this game in the comin' months, and ladies and gentlemen, you'll see exactly why I've been called the Southern Sensation, the Hardcore American Daughter, the REAL TEAL DEAL!" The fans cheered loudly as she smiled. "I'll be more than glad to take on this challenge. And after Whatever It Takes, it'll be my turn to get back into the game for real. You can take that to the bank, folks, because that's a Teal Moore guaran-DAMN-tee!" The fans popped again as the sound of "How Bad Do You Want It?" played over the sound system again. Teal ran to the nearest turnbuckle as camera flashes went off and she pulled off her hat, tossing it out to the crowd with a smirk. She leaped off the turnbuckle and exited the ring, getting back on her four-wheeler and starting it up as the scene fades out to black. TBCB: Anyone, IDC. |
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