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From: MSN Nicknameαdяєиα-ℓγи�?/nobr>  (Original Message)Sent: 5/2/2005 9:07 PM

Warning: This roleplay wil contain shit like fuck you, you suck cock so if you're such a fucking cry baby go see a psychiatric instead of bitching at me. Don't say I didn't warn you cunt!

Roleplay title: Ain't as sweet as Sugarcane
People Mentioned: read motherfuckers
Contact: [email protected]
Special message: you guys are all f uckers!!! Kidding! Anyways..this is a somewhat of a new character so bare with me and i'm sorry it's short...i only wrote it in the course of an hour.


x x x x x x x x x x / / I n t r o / / x x x x x x x x x x

Mary Jane was fairly new to the scene. She had never been in a real match before but it obvious that MJ could kick ass. She did grow up on the streets of Compton, LA and life for the kids in Compton wasn't all fun and games. MJ moved to Compton at age 16 all on her own after the assasination of both her parents and the disappearence of her brother. This was when life really started to heat up...not like it wasn't already fucked. When you look at MJ you think she had it all. Blonde hair, blue eyes, big boobs, flat abs. She was head cheerleader in her highschool and the most popular girl alongside her boyfriend. Everybody loved her. All the girls wanted to be like her and the boys..well they wanted her. She was the perfect example of beauty. Aside from living the life of popularity and perfection MJ was working on her own modeling career. Why not? She was fairly beautiful and there was no doubt that MJ would be in hollywood. She also wanted to be an actress. Much like Marilyn Monroe. Her whole life was based on that. Life was so perfect for her. Anyone would give anything to be in MJ's place..but they didn't know the real MJ. She always put on a smile trying to hide the scars from her fathers abuse, from the hell she called home. MJ tryed so hard to stay away from her house. Ever since she was born she had constantly been abused by her father, if not watching her mother being beaten to a bloody pulp. The only person she could ever count on in her family was her brother..the only one who protected her. She only reason she lasted in the Monroe house...but when he ran away she just had to end it. She asked her boyfriend to take her away with him. She wanted to get married..anything to leave her house..but he refused. He didn't want MJ..nobody did. The slaughter of her parents were none other than MJ's work. After seeing her mother dead in the basement with blood in her father's hands, MJ raped and killed her father. She then fled the scene as soon as she could and left for Compton where she became a prostitute/strippe. So much for our perfect little girl. Her life wasn't all that pleasent. She had to live on the road until she got her first job. Now MJ dropped out of school in the 10th grade and didn't have much of a job experience but she was one heck of a looker. One pretty face and she would make an amazing show girl. She started off by working as a stripper at the age of 16 in clubs for people 18 and above claiming she was 18. She had a lot of male fans and would let them have a turn each with her. MJ was also working for a mafia. She started off by screwing the boss's son and then fucking the boss's brains out. After having sexual intercourse with every member of the mafia she soon started to be part of their plan. They would make her the stripper at parties to kill people. MJ would seduce many men and then murder them cold blooded. That wasn't the end for her. She bumped up her status and earned a lot of money just by screwing rich men. She was married at the age of 18 to a 32 year old man and had a baby. The name of her baby was Raquelle. She then divorced him getting half of his wealth and full custody of the baby claiming he abused the two of them. Even the young girl admits to it. MJ then moved on to the next up and coming man in her life. She fucked his brains out after meeting him at a club and they settled down together as an unmarried couple. They divorced later when she turned 19 due to him claiming that she constantly stole his money and the shock of him finding out she had a daughter. MJ was thrown out of the house and had to make a new life for herself. She then signed a contract with FFE as her first fed. She then moved to ICW a fed where she already dominated turning every woman in there against her without even provoking them. She's was linked to James Xavior...but that didn't end well. She murdered her very own daughter Deltrice as well as James Xavior's mother ont he same day. After than MJ was thrown into jail. MJ was put in jail for two years...although she was set to life in prison without bail..she was allowed to go to court for one last plea and it turns out she was innocent and James was the actaul murderer...thanks to her mafia. .but deep down inside it turned out that she wasn't innocent and no one else knew. MJ lived her life fucking up every man that came her way. She wouldn't let one free. MJ knew there was no such thing as love in this world and she was fit to live without it. Later she was chosen to be an elite member of the blonde bombshells. You can say she was babied in the stable. Members were Christina Brooks, Marcy Wright and Jessica Shelton. Being the youngest in the stable you could say MJ was the cheerleader in the stable. She never had a real match but she watched and trained with those women and now here she is ready to show a whole other side.

x x x x x x x x x x / / O p e n i n g / / x x x x x x x x x x

The scene opens with a black limo pulling up in the xXx arena. The fed owned by none other then Jamie Pierce himself. Jamie signed Mj after watching a few tapes of her. No no no..not those tapes..her wrestlign tapes. Ofcourse MJ was very lucky to be chosen as part of the xXx roster. This was great in her times. Being a new diva and everything. MJ dressed in a pair of designer jeans with a yellow jacket and a pair of yellow boots to match it. Her platinum, long, silky blonde hair let down. The amount of make-up on her face is stunning but then agian that makes her who she is. In her soft, well maintained hands is a yellow matching bag that she carries along with her. MJ walks away from the parking lot and is about to enter the arena but is suddenly stoped by a security guard. Here we are again. This wasn't new to Mj. She had been through this over and over again. The only reason she gets stopped by security because they want to check out her tits. She gladly stops and projects her chest towards them.

// Security // Excuse me miss..where do you think you're going?

// Secutiry 2 // Yeah..this is the xXx arena..only a place for big strong men like us..not flaky girls like you..

Mary Jane just smirks. She then runs her hands through one of the guards chest. Soon she leans against the man blowing into his ear. He is tempted to reach for booty feeling it up. She comes even more closer to him evoking sweat on his face. All he can see when he tries to look at her is her big breasts.

// Mary Jane // It's okay big boy..you can look all you want. *giggles*..but don't you dare touch it.

MJ pushes the security guard away. She pouts. She then turns around the look at the other one.

// Mark Jane // I'm sorry you're in my way..

// Security guard 2 // we aren't going to let you get by.

// Mary Jane // I was afraid you were going to say that..well for back up I can have Jamie Peirce himself on ym cell phone and have him talk to you guys. Just give me a minute.

Mary Jane digs for her cell phone in her yellow little bag. She then picks it up and dials a number. The two guards hear here mummbling somethign ont he phone.

// Mary Jane // Yeah..hello..can I speak to Mr. Peirce..thank you..hello..hi there Jamie..It's me Mary Jane Monroe..well i'm sorry to disturb you but this is an emergency..i promise..yeah your secutiry guards won't let me in..they think i'm some kind of Victoria Secret model..*giggles* I know..so can you please please please please pretty please with a cherry on top of an ice cream ask them to let me in..okay..thank you.

Mary Jane turns around to the secutirty guards holding the phone at both of them. The security guard grabs it from her and turns around. He begisn talking to Jamie Peirce and then hangs up. He then turns around to MJ who has the biggest grin on her face. She grabs her cell phone back and walks past the two guys. She walks inside the arena that has been taken extra care of since it's the first show there. Maybe she should go over to Jamie Peirce's office and give him somewhat of a "Thank you" for doing that for her. She smiles turning on her heel and heading towards his office. Suddenly there is a knock on the door of the Peirce office. "come in" says Jamie as Mary Jane gets in without hestitation. She sees Jamie busy with this work and smiles. She takes it upon herself to sit down opposite him. There's a bit of clearing her throat..she does want to sound good and give a good first impression. As if he didn't think that being rejected by a bunch of fat ass security guards was extremly funny for a girl like her. She smiles trying hard to impress.

// Mary Jane // Jamie..Mr Peirce..I would really like to thank you for what you did for me today. I mean..that was so very sweet of you. I know you're a busy man and I must be so lucky that you would actually take the time off your busy work schedule to give a care about me. What can I say..everyone in the world secretly wishes they were you. You're so fucking perfect. I'm not tryign to kiss up or anything but you just are...you're god..honestly. And..I wanted to uhh..thank you..so here goes.

MJ slowly lifts her cute ass from her chair. She leans over the table exposing her clevage to Jamie who is stunned by her. She then leans in a little bit more and plants a big wet kiss on his lips. Oh god she feels like she's in heaven as she kisses him but realizes by sucking the boss's dick she won't get any where..although she would love that. She pulls away from him smiling. He raises an eyebrow.

// Mary Jane // Well..i uh..I have to go now..see you next time.

MJ turns her back on Jamie to leave. She open the door and then looks back at him blowing a kiss. Before you know it MJ is out of Peirce's office.

x x x x x x x x x x / / T h e  f r u i t / / x x x x x x x x x x

There are echo's of cheers throughout the arena by none other than the crowd. Soon those echo's and put to an end when the lights get cut. It's black for about a minute or so and then a few spotlights in orange, pink and red flash around the arena. "Get mine get yours" By Christina Aguilera hits the public announcement. The crowd then focuses on the titantron which potrays clips of strip clubs and lovely ladies dancing on poles. It then focuses on one of the beauties..Mary Jane herself. Other scene's soon start to play. Some of MJ's past wrestling moves and her talent. A huge pyro explodes in front of the stage area. A laughter is heard throughout the arena. Purple smoke fills up the stage and through the mist arrives the shadow of the finest young lady in this world. Mary Jane walks into the light waving at the male fans who holler and hoot to cheer her on while the females boo and some start to scream "whore". She is wearing a school girl like uniform with the shortest skirt. MJ smirks and continues to walk down the ramp. She walks towards the end of the ramp making a playboy bunny like taunt holing her index finger up and moving her lustful body. She then heads towards the stairs slowly climbing them and then bending over the ropes like Stacy Keilber revealing her white thong under her skirt. This makes the male fans cheer even more making the women in the crowd jealous. She then enters the ring waving and blowing kisses at the male fans, projecting her chest area. There is ample clevage on the screen revealing MJ's white bra under her white halfway unbuttoned t-shirt. She gets in the middle of the ring doing somewhat of a sexy, tempting dance. After stopping she goes over to one of the ropes bending over to wave at a few more men int he audience. She then gets back int he middle smirking again. Her music then dies down as a woman comes over to hand her a microphone. MJ takes the microphone and shares a passionate kiss with the woman who gave it to her. She then puts the microphone to her mouth as the woman leaves.

// Mary Jane // Well well well..aren't we exicted tonight..boys..I think you're dream is come true. Mary Jane has just made her way in xXx. Yes and i'm here to stay..not only to enteraint you as you please but to fullfill every need you want. You guys know what i'm talking about...oh wait..you don't .. Assumptions assumptions assumptions ..everybody here thinks Mary Jane is a whore and has come here to screw the bosses..well to tell you the truth the first part was right. I am a fucking whore and I say it proudly..I can even get on the roof and say it loudly...but you're wrong about the second one. I don't screw bosses..I screw anyone. I can fuck any average man...but the truth is..you don't deserve shit. So i'm sorry..I've had enough of fuckign around the place..i'm here to play srious and to kick ass..so if you're looking for a manager..you don't got one. You gots to go! All of you. Now I look at xXx's locker room and I can take anyone of these weaklings. I've been training all my life to do something like this. So if you don't like me good..because I wasn't meant to like.

Mary Jane then walks out of the ring as "get mine get yours" by Christina Aguilera hits the public annoucement. She heads backstage.

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From: MSN Nickname×мiss●diøяSent: 7/5/2005 5:57 PM

//Public Service Annoucement: I'm, known for possesing one of the dirtiest minds in the world and I think of the unthinkable which may be included in the following. I can't help it if it's too damn hard on the eyes or mind. I am who I am..can I change that? No..So if you're offended..Good..Cause I STILL DON'T GIVE A FUCK!

Roleplay title: Ain't as sweet as Sugarcane
People Mentioned: read motherfuckers
Contact:
[email protected]
Special message: you guys are all f uckers!!! Kidding! Anyways..this is a somewhat of a new character so bare with me and i'm sorry it's short...i only wrote it in the course of an hour.

x learn how NOT to mess with meX
Why do bitches always claim their from Compton? Does that like make them gangster or something? By living in the "hood" they think they're tough and everyone else is a pussy whipped bitch. No one had lived their life and there's no one who could fill their motherfucking shoes. They just happened to be the only motherfuckers in this world that lived the life of a dog..and the rest of the people were partying like Paris Hilton. Those people were tough as nails and messing with them would get you a ticket to hell. They would make you bleed so bad..you'd feel like you're on your period. Those tough ass biatches would merk you if you stepped their territory. They would shove your ass on the pavement and bust your head open. Those were the people who broke into your homes and stole your food while you were sitting in front of your big screen T.V and watching a clean cut episode of family guy. Them gangster sluts were off the hook..they even stole your used tampons for crying out loud. It was quiet laugable. They thought they owned the world. Anyone who knew how to shoot with a gun was gangster..especially them hoes who be walking the street...hold on a fucking minute here! It was 5 minutes away from the hood..FIVE FUCKING MINUTES AWAY!

Now when we first left Little Kat was running down the hallways as fast as she could to get away from MJ. She knew there was going to be backlash and since was not prepared she decided to stick her little tail between her legs and run like a little chicken. Where was she running to? THE MAN who she called HUSBAND..the man she constantly depended on for a healthy dose of protection every motherfucking day. Kat looks around the place. She then arrives towards Jamal's locker room. She has a huge smile on her face. Why? a) she either wanted to see her husband so they can start banging immediatley and disturb the entire roster. b) because she was dying to piss and couldn't hold it in any longer or the ever popular c) she was afraid of MJ:). Can you take a wild guess? Kat stops and pushes the door open. Now what did you guess earlier? If you guessed a)..you're sick..if you guessed b) you're gay..and you have you're panties on too tight..and if you guessed c) you're right! No she doesn't see her husband..but she does see LIAR written in finger traces on her galss window. She then turns around to see the biggest blonde bomshell Mary Jane sitting on her couch. Mj is wearing black leather pants that are riped from the sides and the bound together with laces. Her hair is nice and blonde and she wears a black shirt with the words "Queen Bee" on it. MJ smirks. She seems to be playing around with a knife digging holes into the couch that she's sitting on. She's already aware of Katrina's presence and she's lovign every moment of it.

Mary Jane: Hello there sweetheart..I see you finally decided to bring that custy little ass of yours back here..I was wondering if I had to get into that ring and "escort" you for a while back there..but luckily there was an end to the pissing and moaning you did out there..first of all..I must congradulate you on your little speech..it sure takes guts for someone with a cunt like yours to go up there in front of a roaring crowd and be able to say something..others would just start crying..you know how nervous people can get...now i'm really not goign to stress ont hat issue but what I came here to do is going to be done..so lets get started.

Mary Jane reaches out to the bag she brought with her and pulls out a little pink file with Katrina's name on it. She starts to read out loud.

Mary Jane: Name: Katrina Wilson-Gonzales, Height: 5'6", Weight:  133LBS, Origin:...*laughs* five minutes away from Compton, Los Angeles...well I have to say one thing sweetie..you've got quiet the profile..for a person who can't spell the word JEALOUS..I think you;re pretty well off...except for one thing..you're a fakie.

Kat: What?

Mary Jane: Yup thats right..you ain't no gangster hoe..you ain't no streetwalking bitch..you ain't nothing but a clean cut bizzatch who comes from a catholic school. Look..I even got pictures to prove it. *MJ holds up a picture of Katrina in a school girl uniform picking her nose*..see?

Kat: Let me see that!

Katrina grabs the little picture from her and takes a close look at it. IT IS HER! but she never remembered taking this picture..she never even remembered going to a catholic school.

Kat: Where did you get this from?

Mary Jane: FROM YOUR MOTHER! Yes..that whore is still alive and bitching. I just got off the phone with her yesterday. She was expaining to me..how much of a goodie goodie you were..she said you ate your little milk and cookies and went to school with you're little pigtails..you were so adorable!!!..but then you wanted to be tough. You wanted to be hood..and you left home to proceed living life like a gangster..why? BECAUSE YOU THOUGHT IT WAS COOL..and the you really wanted to fit in with the other kids who were actually going through this bullshit!

Kat: What the fuck are you talking about?!?!

Mary Jane: I"M SAYING YOU"RE A PHONEY!!! A big fat liar..vanilla ice poser..you lie you lie you lie YOU LIE!!!LIAAAAARR!!

Kat: I'm not lying..I grew up in the hood...I used to be beaten the shit out of..and I lived on the street!

Mary Jane: BULLSHIT!!! you're not street..you're a poser!!!!

Katrina smirks. She pulls the file away from MJ and throws it away from her.

Mary Jane: OOOHHH tough ass!

Kat: Shut up! Listen! Now you're the poser here..claiming to be from compton and all..

Mary Jane: I never claimed to eb from Compton..I just was there..My original home is Atlanta, Georgia where I grew up as a cheerleader..and just because I lived in Compton doesn't mean I turn out to be a "gangster" hoe like you..I'm a REAL whore..All that is on my mind is sex..i'm visualizing it right now in my head..Yeah..so what if I was in a Mafia..I mean..After I started fuckign the bosses' son I didn't think I would end up working for him..Does that make me Gangster? I don't know..i'm not tryign to be..atleast i'm not the one talking like i'm hood. Yeah my mafia friends..or should I say fuck buddies got me out of trouble and that was a plus..so I guess I ended up winning after all..and you ont he other hand..you're little "gangster hoe" image is a bit too played out...you find it hard believing I was from Compton...I could give a fuck?..you're faker than a silicone tit..So i'm sorry to burst you're little bubble there skank..but soon your husband is goign to be in my pants..hold on to him..real tight.

MJ gets up fromt he couch. She throws the knife across the room and it bounces off the wall. She then walks out of Katrina's locker room and heads over to get some coffee.

DISCLIAMER: this layout was made by Girl.in.the.mirror only for the use of myself and no one else. The only reason you would steal this layout is if you had a death wish and I bet you don't want to die at such a young age do you? So don't touch it. Also you can't request one like this from someone else because I will come there not only get your ass into deeeeep shit but the sick fuck who made it for you will rot in peices. Don't ask me to make you one because I don't make layouts for anyone but my closest freinds. Bottom line GO FUCK YOURSELF!