Post by Sylver Morrigan on Jun 8, 2008 9:44:40 GMT -6
The scene opens with a camera panning across an unfamiliar place... shops... walkways filled with adults and children, some crying... well, most crying.... a wide, staircase leading down towards a lake. Down these steps is a small shack surrounded by wrought iron tables. As the camera pulls in closer, we see the sign on the shack reads 'Margarita Bar'. In the background is what looks like..... an old fashioned paddle boat? And is that the fucking Loch Ness Monster??? WTF?!?!?!
Yes it is, my friends, the stupendous LEGO Loch Ness Monster that resides in the water at the ever popular Downtown Disney Marketplace!! And the old fashioned paddleboat, renowned seafood eatery Fulton's Crab House!! And there, sitting at a green wrought iron table, shaded by a large umbrella, is Sylver Morrigan, apparantly enjoying a large, icy Grand Margarita at Captain Jack's Margarita Bar. Morrigan is dressed casually, fitted dark blue jeans with a blue t-shirt, her dark brown and hot pink hair stirred by the breeze off the water. A few small bags (bearing, of course, Mickey Mouse) sit on the table, indicating that even though she's one of ICW's stars, a hardcore wrestler, she is also a compulsive shopper. Duh, she's a woman - of course she loves to shop.
And, apparantly, drink, as there are already two empty plastic cups that obviously bore maragaritas - the rims are still covered with salt.
Morrigan: Well, that could have gone better. That match, I mean. Obviously, we could have won. But it seems Dudley still doesn't carry much affection for rules, still needs to be the top dog in the ring, even if it means taking his own partner out first.
And while I admire his desire to be the top man at ICW, I still can't figure out why he laid Hampton out first. I mean, he could've laid out myself or Kayne first, then taken his anger out on Dan. But, whatever. I guess the inner workings of the Hardcore Icon's mind are waaaaay to intricate for the rest of us to understand.
Too intricate, or too weird. I mean, all this shit about 'the twelve'? About what happened to him back in EWA, supposedly at Hampton's hand? It's in the past - leave it there. Now we have an all-hands-on-deck tournement to decide the first ICW Champ for this new incarnation of ICW. Focus, Dudley.
Morrigan sips her margarita, and lights a cigarette. The fucking uptight and annoying tourists at the table next to her start that fake, annoying coughing that any non-smoker does when they are too high and mighty to understand that smoking is allowed outside in certain public places. Morrigan stares calmly, coldly back at the tourists, then exhales a plume of smoke in their direction.
Morrigan: Damn tourists. You can smoke anywhere you want at Downtown Disney, which is why I like to come here to shop instead of the parks - they are very restrictive where you can smoke. Which, actually, is good since parents no longer seem to discipline their children, letting them run wild like jackals around the parks. I don't want some kid running face-first into my smoke. I did that when I was little - it hurts like hell. Got me right on the nose. Sure taught me to watch where I was going, though.
A contemplative look crosses Morrigan's face as she taps her fingers on the table.
Morrigan: And I still do watch where I'm going. No matter how much I want that belt, once faced with actually attacking Dan in the ring, I kind of chickened out. Lame, I know. But I just got my brother back.... It'll pass. Next time I meet him in the ring, I won't let my emotions get to me - and neither will he. We're brother and sister in real life, but in the ring we're wrestlers - that's who we are.
And next time I meet him in the ring will be at TTT. I know he'll barrel past Dudley. I know how Hampton works. If those unprovoked attacks by his own partner the other day don't kindle that fire in Hampton's belly, I don't know what will. And, if I remember correctly, that's when he was always most dangerous - when he had a score to settle.
And, of course, no matter how admirably Kayne and I partnered during the match, one on one in the ring is a different story. Kayne, you saw a small taste of what I can do - so you're lucky enough to have some time to prepare. Although I have to say I admire the way you let go of what happened in the ring when the match was over - not turning on me, and even helping Hampton up after the match. Even if Dan didn't need the help, the fact that you were able to OFFER the help to your opponent once the match ended shows remarkable sportsmanship, and I can realy appreciate that in a person. Especially considering what usually goes on after a match. Which was, of course, displayed by Dudley's antics against his partner.
Personal grudges aside, it is refreshing to know there are people in this fed - and even in this world - who may not step over their so-called 'enemies' as they lay injured or bleeding. Comforting, really.
Morrigan stubs out her cigarette, and starts to gether her packages.
Morrigan: But, no matter how admirably any of us act, we still have a job to do, a score to settle. And, Kayne, when I meet you in the ring at TTT, I will lay you out and be victorious, because I have a score to settle with everyone - to prove that I am worthy of standing alongside some of the most talented wrestlers ever, that I am worthy of gaining the ICW belt. And I will.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some pin trading to do.
Will Morrigan be able to put her feelings at being reunited with her brother aside if she does indeed face him at TTT? Can she honestly hold her own against the men in this fed, men with long and illustrious wrestling history like Hampton and Dudley? What will she do if she doesn't advance past Kayne? And what about that HUG between Morrigan and Kayne in the ring after the match?!?! What will she do if she gets past Kayne, only to face Dudley in the TTT??? Good Gods, could Morrigan's emotions be toyed with any further?!?!? As we ponder these, among other questions, Morrigan picks through her purse and extracts a bag filled with pins (most are Limited Edition, out of print, or Cast Member Exclusives) and makes here way to the tables where the dodgy old men who 'collect' pins set up to trade as the scene fades to black.
Yes it is, my friends, the stupendous LEGO Loch Ness Monster that resides in the water at the ever popular Downtown Disney Marketplace!! And the old fashioned paddleboat, renowned seafood eatery Fulton's Crab House!! And there, sitting at a green wrought iron table, shaded by a large umbrella, is Sylver Morrigan, apparantly enjoying a large, icy Grand Margarita at Captain Jack's Margarita Bar. Morrigan is dressed casually, fitted dark blue jeans with a blue t-shirt, her dark brown and hot pink hair stirred by the breeze off the water. A few small bags (bearing, of course, Mickey Mouse) sit on the table, indicating that even though she's one of ICW's stars, a hardcore wrestler, she is also a compulsive shopper. Duh, she's a woman - of course she loves to shop.
And, apparantly, drink, as there are already two empty plastic cups that obviously bore maragaritas - the rims are still covered with salt.
Morrigan: Well, that could have gone better. That match, I mean. Obviously, we could have won. But it seems Dudley still doesn't carry much affection for rules, still needs to be the top dog in the ring, even if it means taking his own partner out first.
And while I admire his desire to be the top man at ICW, I still can't figure out why he laid Hampton out first. I mean, he could've laid out myself or Kayne first, then taken his anger out on Dan. But, whatever. I guess the inner workings of the Hardcore Icon's mind are waaaaay to intricate for the rest of us to understand.
Too intricate, or too weird. I mean, all this shit about 'the twelve'? About what happened to him back in EWA, supposedly at Hampton's hand? It's in the past - leave it there. Now we have an all-hands-on-deck tournement to decide the first ICW Champ for this new incarnation of ICW. Focus, Dudley.
Morrigan sips her margarita, and lights a cigarette. The fucking uptight and annoying tourists at the table next to her start that fake, annoying coughing that any non-smoker does when they are too high and mighty to understand that smoking is allowed outside in certain public places. Morrigan stares calmly, coldly back at the tourists, then exhales a plume of smoke in their direction.
Morrigan: Damn tourists. You can smoke anywhere you want at Downtown Disney, which is why I like to come here to shop instead of the parks - they are very restrictive where you can smoke. Which, actually, is good since parents no longer seem to discipline their children, letting them run wild like jackals around the parks. I don't want some kid running face-first into my smoke. I did that when I was little - it hurts like hell. Got me right on the nose. Sure taught me to watch where I was going, though.
A contemplative look crosses Morrigan's face as she taps her fingers on the table.
Morrigan: And I still do watch where I'm going. No matter how much I want that belt, once faced with actually attacking Dan in the ring, I kind of chickened out. Lame, I know. But I just got my brother back.... It'll pass. Next time I meet him in the ring, I won't let my emotions get to me - and neither will he. We're brother and sister in real life, but in the ring we're wrestlers - that's who we are.
And next time I meet him in the ring will be at TTT. I know he'll barrel past Dudley. I know how Hampton works. If those unprovoked attacks by his own partner the other day don't kindle that fire in Hampton's belly, I don't know what will. And, if I remember correctly, that's when he was always most dangerous - when he had a score to settle.
And, of course, no matter how admirably Kayne and I partnered during the match, one on one in the ring is a different story. Kayne, you saw a small taste of what I can do - so you're lucky enough to have some time to prepare. Although I have to say I admire the way you let go of what happened in the ring when the match was over - not turning on me, and even helping Hampton up after the match. Even if Dan didn't need the help, the fact that you were able to OFFER the help to your opponent once the match ended shows remarkable sportsmanship, and I can realy appreciate that in a person. Especially considering what usually goes on after a match. Which was, of course, displayed by Dudley's antics against his partner.
Personal grudges aside, it is refreshing to know there are people in this fed - and even in this world - who may not step over their so-called 'enemies' as they lay injured or bleeding. Comforting, really.
Morrigan stubs out her cigarette, and starts to gether her packages.
Morrigan: But, no matter how admirably any of us act, we still have a job to do, a score to settle. And, Kayne, when I meet you in the ring at TTT, I will lay you out and be victorious, because I have a score to settle with everyone - to prove that I am worthy of standing alongside some of the most talented wrestlers ever, that I am worthy of gaining the ICW belt. And I will.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some pin trading to do.
Will Morrigan be able to put her feelings at being reunited with her brother aside if she does indeed face him at TTT? Can she honestly hold her own against the men in this fed, men with long and illustrious wrestling history like Hampton and Dudley? What will she do if she doesn't advance past Kayne? And what about that HUG between Morrigan and Kayne in the ring after the match?!?! What will she do if she gets past Kayne, only to face Dudley in the TTT??? Good Gods, could Morrigan's emotions be toyed with any further?!?!? As we ponder these, among other questions, Morrigan picks through her purse and extracts a bag filled with pins (most are Limited Edition, out of print, or Cast Member Exclusives) and makes here way to the tables where the dodgy old men who 'collect' pins set up to trade as the scene fades to black.