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Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered
Topic Started: Feb 10 2005, 08:26 AM (93 Views)
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Welcome to another installment of what we like to call a promo, brought to you by our very own FIW cameras. And that guy who runs them. I think it's a guy. Everyone always calls him the "cameraman" so it must be. This particular promo is within the confines of the Richmond Coliseum, the room designated for the catering area. Various staff are littered among the tables, mostly the road crew that have finished getting things finalized for the show. Out of the way of the clutter, gathered at the vending machines, are three of FIW's gossipists, Kennedy, Michaela Menendez and Katie Hudson. Kennedy inserts some quarters into the machine before selecting Cherry Coke.

Michaela: Come on, Kennedy. Don't be a party-pooper. Just tell me.

Kennedy rolls her eyes, reaching down to retrieve her carbonated refreshment. Katie, paging through a magazine, has her interest piqued as she peers over the latest issue of Teen Beat or whatever they're calling teen magazines today. Katie's such a child.

Kennedy: There's nothing to tell, Michaela.

Katie: Nothing to tell about what?

Kennedy: *eager to keep whatever it is, among the not discussed* Nothing.

Michaela: Her and Max!

Kennedy shoots Michaela one of those "shut up!" looks as Katie nearly drops her magazine from her hands.

Katie: What?! Kennedy, you should not be getting involved with Max. Do I need to remind you what happened between me and him?

Kennedy: Katie. Everyone knows what went down between you and Max when he was Neo Dragon. Let it die.

Katie: Never.

Katie resumes catching up on the latest Who's Who in the teen world as Michaela just waves off Katie's negative vibes.

Michaela: Come on, Kennedy!

Kennedy: Look, you heard. We are just friends.

Michaela: That's what he says. And what you said. But before Deja Vu, you said--

Kennedy: What? I said this mystery girl isn't like me. That doesn't mean I want a relationship with Max. I mean, come on. You guys know me. I have lots of crushes. It's what I do. I crush on hot guys. That doesn't mean I'm gonna pursue a relationship with Max, or Dante Coles, or Dean Venchenzo, or Johnny Stamboli, or…

Kennedy stops in mid-sentence, a worrisome expression masking her features.

Kennedy: Wow. I have a lot of crushes. That's scary.

Kennedy pops the top on her can before taking a drink of cherry cola goodness.

Michaela: Fine. Ruin the fun. So, who's the girl he's crushing on?

Kennedy: Never. Gonna. Happen.

Michaela makes the "darn it" face, kicking the ground. She's such a baby for someone who's a stubborn referee.

Katie: Are you two done? Like, maybe I could interview Kennedy about her match this week?

Kennedy: Match? You mean the one that makes no sense?

Katie stares intently at the magazine before her, probably focused on this month's heart-throb, or maybe she ran across rumors for next month's OC. Either way, she seems more interested in that than actually interviewing Kennedy.

Katie: Yeah, that one.

Kennedy: Tag teaming with the Openweight Champion to face a returning Samael and the Ultimate Endurance Champion, Swytch. I still don't get it.

Michaela: Plus, you guys, don't forget. Sam is just coming off the heels of that drop-off on Torrie in a tag match.

Kennedy turns to Michaela, staring at her with a look of irritation.

Kennedy: Thank you. I feel all comforted now. As if an insane flesh-eater, who took pleasure in choking Vinj to near death, isn't a big enough problem. Now I have to worry about Samantha Stephens getting scared and running?

Katie drops the magazine at her side, dead serious dumbness tone in her voice.

Katie: Uh no, she didn't get scared. She was pissed at Torrie. And her last name is Kinloch, not Stephens. Now, Swytch. *shudders* I don't know why that psychopath is still here. I can't believe you're getting in the ring with him.

Kennedy and Michaela share one of those looks as Katie returns to her magazine, just as clueless.

Kennedy: I should probably go find her. See if I can get her to at least read the same book as me before the match.

Katie: I'd worry more about working together than reading a book, Kennedy.

Kennedy and Michaela stare at Katie, completely appalled at her lack of common sense when consumed with Teen Beat.

Michaela: Okay. Interview over, Katie.

Katie: Okay.

Katie turns and walks off, eyes still plastered on the magazine.

Michaela: Anyways. I don't know how good of an idea that is, Kennedy. Sam isn't likely to be voted Easiest To Get Along With. I mean, not that she's anti-social or anything, she's just… deadpain anti-social.

Kennedy: Plus, locker room way creepy! If I see her, maybe I'll have a chat. But I ain't going anywhere near that locker room. Sorry.

Michaela: I don't think anyone could blame you for that one.

Oh my God. I have no idea how to end this RP and it's going on a little too long, I think. So yeah, conversation over. The two girls move to the nearest table, taking a seat across from one another as they begin a new conversation, likely not having anything to do with witches.
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Kevin and Sam are in the cafeteria of the new arena, he has just paid for his mass amount of food. Sam is holding a bottle of water and walking along side him.

Sam: I’m not sure actually. I’ve not mentioned it to him just yet.

Kevin: Well, you know if he’s not got anything he wants to do we could go out like we did last year.

Sam: Somehow I think I’d be different than last year. Elk City was more easily shocked than…well, where ever we’re going to be.

Kevin: This is true…sad but true.

They find an empty table and take a seat making it not empty anymore.

Kevin: So what’re you thinking about your match this week?

Sam: What? Are you becoming an interviewer or something?

Kevin laughs and shakes his head negative like.

Kevin: Nah, I just couldn’t think of any thing better to say…and I was wondering what sort of interesting things you would have to say about another tag match.

Sam: This match just makes no sense at all. There's no reason that me and a new guy should be with Kennedy and Swytch. OH! That reminds me, I’m locking up Baron…pad locks on his cage kind of thing and I’d like if you could keep an eye on him.

Kevin looks really confused but nods anyhow.

Sam: Swytch likes little animals like ferrets…but he likes them too much and I’d rather not find my familiar in tiny pieces.

Kevin: What about her?

Kevin accompanies this with an extended finger pointed across the room at Kennedy who’s standing near the vending machine with Katie and Michaela.

Sam: What about her? I don’t know anything about her…I know she used to date that…other guy. Something happened there…I really don’t know. Seems like another dumbass.

Sam opens her water and takes a drink.

Sam: Maybe Kennedy isn’t as bad as Torrie…but I’ve never known anyone as bad as Torrie.

Kevin nods since his mouth is full of foods.

Sam: Torrie just made me sad…kinda like when you see a three legged ugly dog…and you don’t have a stick to beat it with.

Kevin snorts a laugh hard enough that Sam wonders if maybe some food didn’t nearly get out of his nose.

Kevin: That was mean…but damn funny.

Sam sighs again, watching her partner in this no sense tag match.

Sam: I wonder what their talking about over there…Shoes?… or perhaps how “scary” I am.

Kevin: You’re not scary Sammy.

Sam: Let me get a hold of some of that beautiful hair of yours and we’ll see how scary I’m not.

Kevin puts both of his hands over his head, protecting his hair.

Sam: My point exactly.

Kevin and Sam just sit there for a few minutes watching Kennedy and her friends talk.

Sam: Is that one holding a teen magazine?

Kevin leans forward and squints in the direction of the offending magazine.

Kevin: Yeah I think it is.

Sam: Aren’t they a bit old for that?

Kevin shrugs.

Sam: Great…I don’t like tag matches to begin with then I keep getting suck with stupid bitches.

Kevin shrugs again, his attention is no longer on Sam but focused on the food in front of him. Although I don’t blame him for it, it’s probably getting cold by now. Sam is still watching the trio over by the vending machine, she sees Michaela suddenly kick the ground. This little show makes Sam laugh and Kevin look up and give her the ‘what’s funny face’.

Sam: I bet that Michaela just found out that the actor she has a huge crush on is married.

Kevin: What makes you think that?

Sam: She did that girly kick the ground thing.

Kevin: And of course when someone does that it means that that actor they have a crush on is actually married.

Sam: Shush you.

Sam watches Katie walk off away from the other two.

Sam: And I bet that one got tired of the other two teasing her about how she likes this other actor guy who they don’t think's cute.

Kevin: Your commentary's cute. If your so interested in what’s going on over there why don’t you just go talk to them.

Sam: They’ll probably ask me if I think Orlando Bloom is hot or something like that.

Kevin: Well, he is cute.

Sam finishes her water and hits Kevin over the head playfully with the empty bottle.

Sam: I bet you three would get along swimmingly…why don’t you go talk to them?

Kevin: Because one of them isn’t MY tag partner.

Sam: Well, I see that Michaela and Kennedy at least sat down…so maybe I’ll go over and introduce myself. But if they ask me anything stupid I’m leaving…or if they try to get me to girl talk.

Sam gets up from the table she was sharing with Kevin and makes her way across the room to where Kennedy and Michaela are sitting.

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Kennedy and Michaela continue their friendly discussion as a shadow casts itself over their table. Kennedy's eyes move to the side before her head follows to find the very small frame of Sam Kinloch casting a much larger shadow. Is that a trick of light or another kind of trick? Eh, eh? Kidding. You know it's a trick of light. Kennedy stares up at the Openweight Champion for a moment before her features soften towards the small woman.

Kennedy: Hi!

Sam: Hello. I thought it would be alright if I interrupted your girl talk to at least introduce myself before we are thrown into a match together.

Kennedy glances over at Michaela, who gives a somewhat worrisome look to Kennedy before trying to quickly conceal it from the visitor. Kennedy just ignores her, returning her attention to Sam.

Kennedy: Oh, you're not interrupting. Have a seat.

Kennedy, a friendly smile on her face, motions to the chair in front of Sam. Sam pulls the chair out and takes a seat.

Sam: Thanks. I wanted to make sure you aren't a blonde bimbo like my last tag partner. I can clearly see that you're not blonde... but that leaves the bimbo part open for speculation.

Kennedy's brow contracts in obvious confusion, caught off guard by Sam's blunt words. Sam closes her eyes and rubs one hand across her forehead.

Sam: That's not a good sign.

Kennedy narrows her eyes in on Sam, taking major offense to her comments.

Kennedy: I'm not a blonde, or a bimbo. I've had to deal with Torrie myself. Only, it didn't take me quite as long as it did… other people.

The gloves come off as Kennedy brushes a strand of hair out of her face, turning herself back to face Michaela instead of Sam. Kennedy gives Michaela the "can you believe this girl?" look.

Sam: I had good reason for doing what I did. Had I not dropped off then I'd still be stuck with that bitch.

Kennedy: And judging by the way you're talking to me right now, why shouldn't I expect the same exact thing on Tuesday?

Sam gets up from her chair and leans close to Kennedy over the table.

Sam: Maybe you should expect it. It's always best to be prepared for the worst. Maybe I'll hop right off the apron when you need a tag the most, maybe I'll turn my back and leave you there.

Kennedy stands as well, leaning back towards Sam, a smirk on her face and a rare ominous glint in her eyes.

Kennedy: And maybe you won't get the chance.

Sam reaches up with one hand and places it on one of Kennedy's cheeks, getting a few loose hairs tangled in her fingers but hoping that Kennedy won't notice.

Sam: Are you threatening me? Because I'm sure that's something you don't want to do.

Kennedy: Trust me. When I threaten you…

Kennedy reaches up, gently pushing Sam's hand away, keeping her hair from the witch's grasp. Someone's done her homework.

Kennedy: …you'll know it.

Sam stops leaning so close to Kennedy, her plan failed she sees no reason to be that close to someone she has no plans on kissing.

Sam: So, are we done here or do you have more you'd like to say?

Kennedy also returns to her upright stance, crossing her arms over her chest.

Kennedy: Sounds like you said everything you came over here to say.

Sam: Well, I came over here to find out if you were as bad as Torrie. I've found that you're just as bad, but not in quite the same way.

Sam pushes the chair she was sitting in back up to the table, like it was when she got there.

Sam: Now I'll leave you two to talk about how mean and scary I am.

Sam flashes one of her infamous grins and leaves, not bothering to wait on Kevin. Kennedy can't help but give a slight grin as Sam makes her exit. She returns to her seat across from Michaela.

Kennedy: She's got a fire. Not a bad thing. A little full of herself, thinking we have nothing better to talk about than her.

Michaela: Yeah. What's that about?

Kennedy just shrugs, taking a final drink from her soda.

Michaela: So… wow. Is she scary or what?

Kennedy sets the can back on the table, raising an incredulous eyebrow in Michaela's direction.
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