Post by Wolverina on Jun 6, 2010 3:02:12 GMT -5
On GHW TV programming in a time not too far in the near future, we find Charlie Coors in the scene's opening. He stands professional as ever, poised right outside a locker room door bearing the name "Wolverina" in fancy light red lettering. He doesn't speak a word, just a nod that comes right before he knocks three polite times on the wood surface. Stepping away from the door a little bit, he grips the microphone in hand and smiles as the door opens up. As soon as the People's Princess steps out, the arena explodes with cheers so loud that Wolverina pauses and kinda looks awe struck by the response, but quickly regains her composure. More noticeable than her beauty this time is her shirt, which is tight, cutely pink, and sporting a "Matthew Oliveira: He can DDT me ANYTIME" slogan. She appears to have recently finished showering as her hair is freshly wet and loose, hanging sexily over her left shoulder. Ending her attire would be a casual pair of tight, sky-blue colored jeans and sneakers.
"Wow, Wolfie! Looking great as usual! I'm sorry for dropping by like this, but I really wanted to get a quick interview with you. I haven't done so in quite some time."
Despite the recent actions of the Circus, more namely Sarah Hawk and Jaggeroth, Haven unearths her bright, heavily dimpled smile and tosses an arm over Coors' shoulder, pulling him close to her like a big sis to her little brother. Charlie can be seen blushing a little bit at being so close to her, as he fumbles nervously with his mic, prompting Haven to lean into it.
"It's ok, darlin'. You go right ahead, ask anything you want. Believe it or not, I am in a good mood."
"Yes, wow, it's kinda hard to imagine you'd be in a good mood after all that has happened to you recently. Obviously my first question would be the same one that is on everyone's mind. Plain and simple, Haven Cassady, WHO is this SARAH HAWK?"
She runs her hand up and down his shoulder a few times as she sighs and carefully mulls over the words to be spoken. After a moment's sigh she nods and stares into the camera.
"Sarah used to be a good friend of mine, actually. Growing up she lived right down the road from me. We used to play alot, she was one of my besties growing up. Then her parents divorced and her mom plucked her up, moved her to the other side of town. That was about Middle School era or so, and from that day on I didn't get to spend much time with her aside from associating with her at school. As our time in Middle School progressed into Junior High School, she began to change drastically. I have always been a Christian, although at times it is very hard to try to live right. But Sarah started talking non-stop about a new religion she'd found. It was pretty much satanic, and she would constantly put down my Lord and Saviour, and tried her heart out to convert me to her belief system."
Haven looks down and to the side for a moment, saddened at how things turned out through the years. A deeper, more somber tone stresses Haven's voice as she looks back up.
"I flatly refused her wishes. At times it would get to the point that I would have to put her in her place when it came to her calling my God such horrid names. I would not tolerate such blasphemy and she found that out real quick. Problem is, she didn't learn. Through those years in school I made alot of friends, some were popular, some were what society would call nerds, and some were outcasts. I found strengths in each type of person, even Sarah despite her constant religion tearing. Unfortunately, some of those friends were not too kind to her, and I guess since I was friends with everybody, she pegged me as 'guilty by association'. Even so, I was and still am a very forgiving person, and I don't know how many times I tried reaching out to her. She would cry about how she was overweight and I would offer to help her shed those pounds by having her to run track with me - just the two of us. She would agree and there I'd be, waiting and waiting, one hour, two hours..three, no show. She Alex Stalled every dag gone time."
Her free hand winds its way through her hair as she seethes out a frustrated hiss.
"Somewhere along the way her brain got scrambled. Maybe it was too many drugs or too many devil worshiping services that messed with her memory, I dunno. But what I do know is she is clearly screwed up! I never said a thing about her at the Graduation Ceremony, in fact I think she was bent over a sacrifice table giving herself to Satan while I was walking across the carpet to accept my diploma. She wasn't even there if memory serves me. I had no clue she had a thing for Jaggeorth. I never had a thing for him outside of friendship, especially since I had a steady Boyfriend at the time, so if she needs to place a blame on somebody maybe she should place it on the right person - Jaggeroth. You know, Jared umm Jaggy, it is a simple concept ... Guy asks girl out, girl says no because she is already in a committed relationship, guy accepts circumstances. Apparently that concept escapes you even unto this day. And since you have warped Sarah's mind even worse, when we meet in the ring again someday, I'm gonna mangle your private parts so bad that they're gonna have to invent a whole new gender for you, cloud face!"
Coors makes a very squeamish face and grabs his groin area at the very descriptive context Wolfie just laid out.
"Ouuuuch, I don't wanna be Jaggy next time you two lock up. Then again, the way you said that may excite him, haha. Anyway, thank you for clearing up things in regards to Sarah and Jaggy, it is clear that she's just plain jealous. But I, along with our great fans, can not wait to see you get her in the ring and get a little bit of payback for that beatdown she laid on you recently. Moving on, six man match ... your thoughts?"
A spark of excitement gleams from her eyes as she looks right into the lens.
"Goodness Gracious, SKO, Death Metal ... 1-2-3 ... victory .... crying towels for Team Hughes .... after party at Cotton Eyed Joe's .... No cover charge, all on me .... All night replay of Team Dragon whoopin' that ass ... Bull ridin', beer, sprite for me, fun for all, Karoke, .... Mattie showing up .... Matt gets the girl *wink*.... Dragon and Dom getting jealous, fighting again ... me breaking them up ... oooorrrrrr in the words of a man from one of my favorite movies, "Porky's", it's gonna be a NIGHT TO REMEMBAAAAAAR! Know why, Charmin' Charlie?"
He merely shakes his head no. She smiles and throws up her trademark crucifix pose.
"Because ... I BELIEVE I'M RIGHT!!!"
The two kinda look at one another for a moment of awkwardness. She slowly lowers her arms and shrugs at her failed attempt of adding Matthew Oliveira's catch phrase into her own.
"Fell kinda flat didn't it? Yeah, well umm, I'm gonna, you know, kinda go now. So uh, yeah been fun."
She reaches back and opens her door with a embarrassed look on her face and gives Charlie and the camera a parting wave, then tries one last time to save the ending. She waves her hand in front of her face like John Cena then slams the door shut.
"Um, wow, thank you Wolfie. Colin and Al, back to you."
From behind the door, Wolverina yells out just as the camera is about to switch to ringside.
"YOU CAN'T SEE ME ........ LITERALLY!!"
EOT Comments welcomed, but only nice ones. lol
"Wow, Wolfie! Looking great as usual! I'm sorry for dropping by like this, but I really wanted to get a quick interview with you. I haven't done so in quite some time."
Despite the recent actions of the Circus, more namely Sarah Hawk and Jaggeroth, Haven unearths her bright, heavily dimpled smile and tosses an arm over Coors' shoulder, pulling him close to her like a big sis to her little brother. Charlie can be seen blushing a little bit at being so close to her, as he fumbles nervously with his mic, prompting Haven to lean into it.
"It's ok, darlin'. You go right ahead, ask anything you want. Believe it or not, I am in a good mood."
"Yes, wow, it's kinda hard to imagine you'd be in a good mood after all that has happened to you recently. Obviously my first question would be the same one that is on everyone's mind. Plain and simple, Haven Cassady, WHO is this SARAH HAWK?"
She runs her hand up and down his shoulder a few times as she sighs and carefully mulls over the words to be spoken. After a moment's sigh she nods and stares into the camera.
"Sarah used to be a good friend of mine, actually. Growing up she lived right down the road from me. We used to play alot, she was one of my besties growing up. Then her parents divorced and her mom plucked her up, moved her to the other side of town. That was about Middle School era or so, and from that day on I didn't get to spend much time with her aside from associating with her at school. As our time in Middle School progressed into Junior High School, she began to change drastically. I have always been a Christian, although at times it is very hard to try to live right. But Sarah started talking non-stop about a new religion she'd found. It was pretty much satanic, and she would constantly put down my Lord and Saviour, and tried her heart out to convert me to her belief system."
Haven looks down and to the side for a moment, saddened at how things turned out through the years. A deeper, more somber tone stresses Haven's voice as she looks back up.
"I flatly refused her wishes. At times it would get to the point that I would have to put her in her place when it came to her calling my God such horrid names. I would not tolerate such blasphemy and she found that out real quick. Problem is, she didn't learn. Through those years in school I made alot of friends, some were popular, some were what society would call nerds, and some were outcasts. I found strengths in each type of person, even Sarah despite her constant religion tearing. Unfortunately, some of those friends were not too kind to her, and I guess since I was friends with everybody, she pegged me as 'guilty by association'. Even so, I was and still am a very forgiving person, and I don't know how many times I tried reaching out to her. She would cry about how she was overweight and I would offer to help her shed those pounds by having her to run track with me - just the two of us. She would agree and there I'd be, waiting and waiting, one hour, two hours..three, no show. She Alex Stalled every dag gone time."
Her free hand winds its way through her hair as she seethes out a frustrated hiss.
"Somewhere along the way her brain got scrambled. Maybe it was too many drugs or too many devil worshiping services that messed with her memory, I dunno. But what I do know is she is clearly screwed up! I never said a thing about her at the Graduation Ceremony, in fact I think she was bent over a sacrifice table giving herself to Satan while I was walking across the carpet to accept my diploma. She wasn't even there if memory serves me. I had no clue she had a thing for Jaggeorth. I never had a thing for him outside of friendship, especially since I had a steady Boyfriend at the time, so if she needs to place a blame on somebody maybe she should place it on the right person - Jaggeroth. You know, Jared umm Jaggy, it is a simple concept ... Guy asks girl out, girl says no because she is already in a committed relationship, guy accepts circumstances. Apparently that concept escapes you even unto this day. And since you have warped Sarah's mind even worse, when we meet in the ring again someday, I'm gonna mangle your private parts so bad that they're gonna have to invent a whole new gender for you, cloud face!"
Coors makes a very squeamish face and grabs his groin area at the very descriptive context Wolfie just laid out.
"Ouuuuch, I don't wanna be Jaggy next time you two lock up. Then again, the way you said that may excite him, haha. Anyway, thank you for clearing up things in regards to Sarah and Jaggy, it is clear that she's just plain jealous. But I, along with our great fans, can not wait to see you get her in the ring and get a little bit of payback for that beatdown she laid on you recently. Moving on, six man match ... your thoughts?"
A spark of excitement gleams from her eyes as she looks right into the lens.
"Goodness Gracious, SKO, Death Metal ... 1-2-3 ... victory .... crying towels for Team Hughes .... after party at Cotton Eyed Joe's .... No cover charge, all on me .... All night replay of Team Dragon whoopin' that ass ... Bull ridin', beer, sprite for me, fun for all, Karoke, .... Mattie showing up .... Matt gets the girl *wink*.... Dragon and Dom getting jealous, fighting again ... me breaking them up ... oooorrrrrr in the words of a man from one of my favorite movies, "Porky's", it's gonna be a NIGHT TO REMEMBAAAAAAR! Know why, Charmin' Charlie?"
He merely shakes his head no. She smiles and throws up her trademark crucifix pose.
"Because ... I BELIEVE I'M RIGHT!!!"
The two kinda look at one another for a moment of awkwardness. She slowly lowers her arms and shrugs at her failed attempt of adding Matthew Oliveira's catch phrase into her own.
"Fell kinda flat didn't it? Yeah, well umm, I'm gonna, you know, kinda go now. So uh, yeah been fun."
She reaches back and opens her door with a embarrassed look on her face and gives Charlie and the camera a parting wave, then tries one last time to save the ending. She waves her hand in front of her face like John Cena then slams the door shut.
"Um, wow, thank you Wolfie. Colin and Al, back to you."
From behind the door, Wolverina yells out just as the camera is about to switch to ringside.
"YOU CAN'T SEE ME ........ LITERALLY!!"
EOT Comments welcomed, but only nice ones. lol
