| Well well well...Trishelle got just what she wanted. Her first REAL match in WGEF. A match against someone whom she thought had no business being in the ring anymore considering her recent mental state, Kaylee Adams. Something had to be done about this stupid bitch, and Trishelle was going to make damn sure that she was the one to shut this whore up. The scene fades in today with Trishelle Jameson walking though the hallways of some random arena in Iowa as WGEF was prepping for a house show. Some stage hands were running around getting things set up backstage. Leather furniture was getting moved into the locker room of Phoenix Winterborn and Mari Saito, over-rated jackasses they were. The oak desks were getting set up in Trish and Kaylee's offices. Trishelle rolled her eyes as she continued walking into the main arena. About four of five stagehands were running around busy getting the ring set up as she went to sit down in one of the chairs in about the fifth row back from the ring as she removed her hoodie, revealing a black sports bra to match her nylon pants and a pair of Reebok shoes. She leaned back in the chair, propping her feet up on the chair in the front of her as she began speaking. "The Pride of the 305" Trishelle Jameson:
So, sounds like SOMEONE took some offense to what I said the other day. Mz. Bosslady wants to take me on. (she chuckles) My first match here in WGEF, and I'm already in the main event. Take that, Phoenix and Angela. Kay, what can be said about you that wasn't already said by Chris McKenzie. You're unstable, chickie-poo. Us women in the back, we talk about you. Some of us are afraid to step into the ring with you, not because you're good, cause...let's all face it...you're nowhere as good as you once were. No, we're afraid of you because one of these times, you're going to snap and quite possibly kill one of us. Now, me personally, I don't feel like dying anytime soon, but regardless of all that. I get to finally make my debut in that ring right there (she points to the ring still being assembled) this Friday night. Let me give you a little background on myself. I come from the southern tip of Florida. Sunshine all day, beautiful people enjoying themselves....quite the sight. That lifestyle wasn't for me, though. I was always one of those tomboys. Never really into trying to look like a blonde barbie bitch, unlike some people *cough*Kaylee!*Cough*. Sorry about that. Anyway's I was always more into playing sports with the guys, and beating them up just to say that I could. And the funniest thing happened...I was respected all throughout my neighborhood, and eventually, most of the city. Because people knew not to mess with me, cause I would fuck their whole immediate life up. Around high school, my boyfriend at the time introduced me to professional wrestling. Now, needless to say, I was mystified. These people got paid to beat up other people for a living? Hell, I was there looking for a school the very next day. For damn near the last decade, I have been training non-stop at that school and the small-time promotion that went with it. Until I got the call from Trish to become an exclusive wrestler with the WGEF. I heartily accepted, and soon found myself on the road with y'all. So yes, Kaylee, I've been watching everything that has happened with you, from your divorce from the f***ing idiot known as Chris McKenzie, to your almost losing you baby because of Phoenix Winterborn, to your mental breakdown. I've seen it all, I've watched it all. And I know that, once I beat you, it's only a matter of time before I become the number one contender to the WGEF Women's Championship. It all starts Friday. The first to fall will be Kaylee Adams. You wanna know why that is? Duh, I'm a f***ing rockstar, that's why, and whatever I say, goes. Trishelle picked up the sweatshirt she had in the chair next to her. The ring guys were already gone, so she decided to climb into the ring, and up to the top turnbuckle, closing her eyes as she imagined all the fans just like there were last week, chanting "3-0-5! 3-0-5!" "The Pride of the 305" Trishelle Jameson:
(to herself) I Am Trishelle Jameson, the Pride of the 305. The Greatest Chick You Never Heard Of, and I am going to defeat Kaylee Adams. Don't believe me? Just watch me. The scene fades out as she slowly opens her eyes and flips her hair back behind her ear... |
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