Post by Danny Taylor on Apr 23, 2009 20:25:10 GMT -5
*As the show comes back from a TigerPath video package, Danny Taylor is seen standing in the ring next to a referee. Her music is playing in the back ground as she signals for it to stop. Seconds later, Johnny Cash's “God's Gonna Cut You Down,” is cut short. She stands utterly still, looking out into the crowd as the referee in the ring hands her a live mic. Immediately, Danny raises the mic in her hand to her mouth, her face completely serious.*
Jeannie: Behold arrogance sans Rick Martel.
Tom: Yes well... After Lexi challenging Danny's actions not thirty minutes earlier, it would seem Miss Taylor has something to say to the W*I*G & TigerPath viewing audience.
Jeannie: When doesn't she?!
Danny: *taking in a breath.* I do not appreciate being insulted. Let me repeat that again for those among the crowd here in Japan that have trouble with English. I do not appreciate being insulted. Thank you, for listening. *She pauses as the crowd stares blankly at her.* So it comes to this, I have no match given during this show as I have been brought over only for public relations.
Jeannie: Who would hire this broad PR?! That's like hiring a vampire to protect a bunch of virgins.
Tom: ...Smooth.
Jeannie: Joke's on you, I was going to say rapist at first.
Tom: Good bye Japanese tv deal.
Danny: It would seem Miss Dyionsi did not like my best attempts for a peaceful way to end her tenure of ruining the impressionable fans I have. I humbly disagree with her words but that's to be expected, I assume. Luckily for us both, we are in a business that allows us to put an end to any such disputes in a swift and meaningful manner. So with that in mind, I offer this to my opponent tonight. If I am unable to secure a victory tonight, the young lady who has gone out of her way to undermine all my hard work... The one that spoke to me so rudely at this show... I will vow not only to leave W*I*G forever, but to apologize on my hands and knees to Miss Dyionysi.
Jeannie: DID YOU HEAR THAT?!
Tom: Yes, bold words by Danny her-
Jeannie: WE COULD BE RID OF HER! GO LEXI TAKE HER OUT NOW!
Tom: *sigh*
Danny: So, without further adieu... I'm calling out my desired opponent...
Jeannie: Lexi. We know, someone tell the monkeys to start up “Butterfly”!
Tom: You really have no sense of dramatics do you?
Jeannie: So I failed Algebra. What of it?
Tom: ...What?
Danny: Billie Torn.
Tom: ...Huh?
Jeannie: Oh you have got to be.... We just saw her facing Rosie! And K.O.ed! Like she's really going to come out.
Tom: I don't understand this. Are you telling me after learning Billie was Lexi's good friend, that she's going to use this to get to Lexi?
Jeannie: If she has a brain in her coffee loaded head, that goth won't even think about answering this challenge.
“Paint It Black” by DEADSY
Jeannie: OH COME ON! THE GIRL COULD BARELY WALK AFTER ROSIE!
*Billie Torn walks out from behind the curtain. While having a slight grin on her face, the pain received from Rosie during her match hasn't not ebbed. Still, though, her black painted lips curl upward as she raises a mic up. Her music quickly fades.*
Billie: *pained gasps* ...So...if I defeat...you... You'll get out...of Lexi's smashing hair....for good? *She grips the back of her head with her free arm.* ...I accept your challenge.
Tom: And there we go. Billie, while in imense pain, sees a chance to free Lexi and the rest of W*I*G from Danny.
Jeannie: ...GO BRIT-GOTH-GIRL!
*Without even a flicker of emotion, Danny casts off her hat and vest at Billie's comments. The Brit drops the mic and starts making her way to the ring. Taylor's eyes widen as Billie starts making her way onto the apron. She turns to the ref, demanding he call for the ring bell to start the match. Shrugging, he complies and starts the bell. No sooner than he does so then Danny charges towards Billie, who's just putting her leg through the ropes to enter. BAM! A Shoulder Tackle sends Billie sprawling backwards to the ground, landing with a thud on the back of her head. The usually silent crowd erupts in boos.*
Jeannie: YOU HAVE GOT TO BE FUCKING WITH ME! SHE CALLS DOWN A BEATEN GIRL AND THEN BLINDSIDES HER?!
Tom: And thanks to the ref, that was legal because it was during the match.
Jeannie: This is ridiculous!
*Danny takes her time, wiping her feet on the apron before stepping down to the seemingly out cold Billie. Taylor leans her head back and shakes it, in order to stretch her neck. Overly careful to grab Torn by the neck and not her hair, she rolls the young girl into the ring at a count of six before rolling in herself. The referee goes to check on Billie, who's just now starting to stir. With an emotionless look on her face Danny walks then looms over the slowly rising Torn. Black painted finger nails grip denim as Billie pulls herself up by Danny's jeans. She almost reaches her feet but falls back down to her knees in pain. Taylor does nothing as she stares down at the poor girl.*
Jeannie: A role model she says! You want to see a human being without a soul, look no further than Danny!
Tom: I have to question the decision of the referee to allow this match to continue, let alone take place. This has to end now.
Jeannie: Oh great, she's “helping” Billie up now. What's next? She KOs the girl and says that she helped end her insomnia?
*Indeed Danny has grabbed Billie by the cheeks and carefully lifts her into her eye level.*
Danny: *callously* This could all end now if you ask Miss Dyionysi kindly to quit.
*Billie responds by spitting right in the face of Danny.*
Billie: *slight grin despite herself.* Never.
*Danny lets go of Billie, stepping back to wipe the spit off her lips. She looks at in her hand then levels the wobbly Torn with a Big Boot. Then immediately pulls her back up to her feet, violently shoving her into a Headlock, and drives her down with her old school DDT.*
Tom: And with that, Billie's head AGAIN bouncing off the ground... This so called match is over. There is no way Billie, even with the good talent she is, can come back from this after having such a close match with Rosie.
Jeannie: And that's why Danny choose her. Bitch.
*Taylor stares into the camera, sitting next to the downed Billie. Her eyes flicker from straight ahead to the body next to her. With that, she pushes off of the ground and walks away from Torn.... to lean right next to the ropes. She lifts up an arm, signaling for her dangerous Taylor Bomb and places Billie into position.*
Jeannie: What. The. Hell. IS WRONG WITH THIS WOMAN!?
Tom: She came out here with a purpose. She wanted to send a message to Lexi, and damn if this isn't a loud, clear one. She wants Lexi gone and will take out even Lexi's loved ones to do it.
*Before anyone realizes what's happening, a bombastic blur of color comes racing out of the crowd and spears straight into Taylor. Billie's body flies, but takes a significant less amount of damage then from straight up taking Danny's dangerous Bomb. The camera pans over to see a full throttle Lexi with a very hostile look on her face as she grabs the sides of Danny's head and thrusts it into the mat. Her reaction is much more out of anxiety for her friend's health then absolute true hatred. The shine in her eyes is different then her sister's. Danny manages to push her away and slide out of the ring. Lexi looks to leap at her.. but chooses to tend to Billie. This side of Lexi is different, decked out in pink jeans, a pink crop top, and an open lime green shirt over it, Lexi bends down and cradles her Gothy-sissy in her arms, wide eyes glowering at Danny.*
Tom: I don't think we've ever seen this side of Lexi brought out by anyone before...
Jeannie: Makes me wonder if that smug bitch will be smiling anymore if this Lexi gets her hands on her!
*Danny stands at the top of the ramp looking bewildered as she holds the back of her head. If not a bit of fear in her eyes as well.*
Tom: The game has changed, and I don't think Danny holds all the cards... Because Lexi now holds the wild card in this oddly personal situation.
Jeannie: But for now, I think her friend is more pressing. Whatever, I would have gone for the kill.
Tom: Yes, well... I can only hope Billie is alright.
*Fade.*
Jeannie: Behold arrogance sans Rick Martel.
Tom: Yes well... After Lexi challenging Danny's actions not thirty minutes earlier, it would seem Miss Taylor has something to say to the W*I*G & TigerPath viewing audience.
Jeannie: When doesn't she?!
Danny: *taking in a breath.* I do not appreciate being insulted. Let me repeat that again for those among the crowd here in Japan that have trouble with English. I do not appreciate being insulted. Thank you, for listening. *She pauses as the crowd stares blankly at her.* So it comes to this, I have no match given during this show as I have been brought over only for public relations.
Jeannie: Who would hire this broad PR?! That's like hiring a vampire to protect a bunch of virgins.
Tom: ...Smooth.
Jeannie: Joke's on you, I was going to say rapist at first.
Tom: Good bye Japanese tv deal.
Danny: It would seem Miss Dyionsi did not like my best attempts for a peaceful way to end her tenure of ruining the impressionable fans I have. I humbly disagree with her words but that's to be expected, I assume. Luckily for us both, we are in a business that allows us to put an end to any such disputes in a swift and meaningful manner. So with that in mind, I offer this to my opponent tonight. If I am unable to secure a victory tonight, the young lady who has gone out of her way to undermine all my hard work... The one that spoke to me so rudely at this show... I will vow not only to leave W*I*G forever, but to apologize on my hands and knees to Miss Dyionysi.
Jeannie: DID YOU HEAR THAT?!
Tom: Yes, bold words by Danny her-
Jeannie: WE COULD BE RID OF HER! GO LEXI TAKE HER OUT NOW!
Tom: *sigh*
Danny: So, without further adieu... I'm calling out my desired opponent...
Jeannie: Lexi. We know, someone tell the monkeys to start up “Butterfly”!
Tom: You really have no sense of dramatics do you?
Jeannie: So I failed Algebra. What of it?
Tom: ...What?
Danny: Billie Torn.
Tom: ...Huh?
Jeannie: Oh you have got to be.... We just saw her facing Rosie! And K.O.ed! Like she's really going to come out.
Tom: I don't understand this. Are you telling me after learning Billie was Lexi's good friend, that she's going to use this to get to Lexi?
Jeannie: If she has a brain in her coffee loaded head, that goth won't even think about answering this challenge.
“Paint It Black” by DEADSY
Jeannie: OH COME ON! THE GIRL COULD BARELY WALK AFTER ROSIE!
*Billie Torn walks out from behind the curtain. While having a slight grin on her face, the pain received from Rosie during her match hasn't not ebbed. Still, though, her black painted lips curl upward as she raises a mic up. Her music quickly fades.*
Billie: *pained gasps* ...So...if I defeat...you... You'll get out...of Lexi's smashing hair....for good? *She grips the back of her head with her free arm.* ...I accept your challenge.
Tom: And there we go. Billie, while in imense pain, sees a chance to free Lexi and the rest of W*I*G from Danny.
Jeannie: ...GO BRIT-GOTH-GIRL!
*Without even a flicker of emotion, Danny casts off her hat and vest at Billie's comments. The Brit drops the mic and starts making her way to the ring. Taylor's eyes widen as Billie starts making her way onto the apron. She turns to the ref, demanding he call for the ring bell to start the match. Shrugging, he complies and starts the bell. No sooner than he does so then Danny charges towards Billie, who's just putting her leg through the ropes to enter. BAM! A Shoulder Tackle sends Billie sprawling backwards to the ground, landing with a thud on the back of her head. The usually silent crowd erupts in boos.*
Jeannie: YOU HAVE GOT TO BE FUCKING WITH ME! SHE CALLS DOWN A BEATEN GIRL AND THEN BLINDSIDES HER?!
Tom: And thanks to the ref, that was legal because it was during the match.
Jeannie: This is ridiculous!
*Danny takes her time, wiping her feet on the apron before stepping down to the seemingly out cold Billie. Taylor leans her head back and shakes it, in order to stretch her neck. Overly careful to grab Torn by the neck and not her hair, she rolls the young girl into the ring at a count of six before rolling in herself. The referee goes to check on Billie, who's just now starting to stir. With an emotionless look on her face Danny walks then looms over the slowly rising Torn. Black painted finger nails grip denim as Billie pulls herself up by Danny's jeans. She almost reaches her feet but falls back down to her knees in pain. Taylor does nothing as she stares down at the poor girl.*
Jeannie: A role model she says! You want to see a human being without a soul, look no further than Danny!
Tom: I have to question the decision of the referee to allow this match to continue, let alone take place. This has to end now.
Jeannie: Oh great, she's “helping” Billie up now. What's next? She KOs the girl and says that she helped end her insomnia?
*Indeed Danny has grabbed Billie by the cheeks and carefully lifts her into her eye level.*
Danny: *callously* This could all end now if you ask Miss Dyionysi kindly to quit.
*Billie responds by spitting right in the face of Danny.*
Billie: *slight grin despite herself.* Never.
*Danny lets go of Billie, stepping back to wipe the spit off her lips. She looks at in her hand then levels the wobbly Torn with a Big Boot. Then immediately pulls her back up to her feet, violently shoving her into a Headlock, and drives her down with her old school DDT.*
Tom: And with that, Billie's head AGAIN bouncing off the ground... This so called match is over. There is no way Billie, even with the good talent she is, can come back from this after having such a close match with Rosie.
Jeannie: And that's why Danny choose her. Bitch.
*Taylor stares into the camera, sitting next to the downed Billie. Her eyes flicker from straight ahead to the body next to her. With that, she pushes off of the ground and walks away from Torn.... to lean right next to the ropes. She lifts up an arm, signaling for her dangerous Taylor Bomb and places Billie into position.*
Jeannie: What. The. Hell. IS WRONG WITH THIS WOMAN!?
Tom: She came out here with a purpose. She wanted to send a message to Lexi, and damn if this isn't a loud, clear one. She wants Lexi gone and will take out even Lexi's loved ones to do it.
*Before anyone realizes what's happening, a bombastic blur of color comes racing out of the crowd and spears straight into Taylor. Billie's body flies, but takes a significant less amount of damage then from straight up taking Danny's dangerous Bomb. The camera pans over to see a full throttle Lexi with a very hostile look on her face as she grabs the sides of Danny's head and thrusts it into the mat. Her reaction is much more out of anxiety for her friend's health then absolute true hatred. The shine in her eyes is different then her sister's. Danny manages to push her away and slide out of the ring. Lexi looks to leap at her.. but chooses to tend to Billie. This side of Lexi is different, decked out in pink jeans, a pink crop top, and an open lime green shirt over it, Lexi bends down and cradles her Gothy-sissy in her arms, wide eyes glowering at Danny.*
Tom: I don't think we've ever seen this side of Lexi brought out by anyone before...
Jeannie: Makes me wonder if that smug bitch will be smiling anymore if this Lexi gets her hands on her!
*Danny stands at the top of the ramp looking bewildered as she holds the back of her head. If not a bit of fear in her eyes as well.*
Tom: The game has changed, and I don't think Danny holds all the cards... Because Lexi now holds the wild card in this oddly personal situation.
Jeannie: But for now, I think her friend is more pressing. Whatever, I would have gone for the kill.
Tom: Yes, well... I can only hope Billie is alright.
*Fade.*