Pre-Show; 8:30 pm.
She shakes her head. Taps her pen on her paper. Shoots an occasional glance to Michael Cole. Running a hand through thick, dark blonde hair, Charlotte Heenan heaves a heavy sigh. Her substitute commentary jobs were few and far between, but with Jerry gone, the clear choice was the daughter of the Weasel, Bobby Heenan.
Adjusting her headset, the young woman drums long nails on the desk before her, sleepy eyes fluttering closed for only a moment. "Charlotte." Says the man beside her, his voice gentle. Michael Cole had always had a soft spot for Charley-she was his protege. His parter in crime. Jerking awake, a crooked grin plays on full lips. "Sorry 'bout that." She laughs, albeit a bit nervously. She hadn't been on the mic for a while. Maybe she was rusty. Maybe she wouldn't make her father proud.
"Cole." Charlotte sighs, face planting into the desk. "When are things going to get exciting?"
11/1/2011 #1 ReportSuddenly an all black rented van pulled up into the arena's lot. The windows were closed, The tints of them black and not being noticable to the human eye at first. Suddenly one sneaker stepped out, Finally another and then black sweats. Phil Brooks was finally fully shown, Heavy bags under his arms.
"Well this is new.." Even though he held all of these bags he was still able to slip past an white slip, He was being moved back to Raw. The last time him being there was with his stint with Kofi, "Oh well~" He hummed in his head, Locking the doors of his vehicle and walking past. Only worrying about dropping off his bags in his new locker room.
And to prepare for his match with Bourne..
11/1/2011 #2 ReportJeff was putting on the finishing touches of his paint on, and Matt is letting me know how not to date his ex rookie. "would you still call him a rookie now that he's apart of the roster?"
"Uhm..Harm, he said ROOKIE not COOkIE." jeff said spining around to us. "i think the drugs let up to your head because i said ROOKIE." i said shaking my head. Matt looked to both of us then shook his head when Justin came by with SunChips. "dont you have somewhere to be?" he asked. "right, whipping some Beth ass...ill talk to you losers later." i said as i jumpped off the seat and saw Holly coming by. one glance was all it took and i turned my head. 'one day she'll thank me for crushing on Justin.' i told myself. to think about, thats what i always told myself. i walked by the curtin and found some baby oil... not just anyones baby oil.. but who cares who it belonged too. i found it by the curtin, and i plan on using it for the diva locker room. now everyone can look like big buff superstars! oh the diva's will love me!
i ran backwards with the bottle in hand, smirking widely as i opened the diva doors and spilling the bottle while entering. all i could is hope that no one walks in and shove me. then id look like a pathic rolling superstar. ill look like mark henry!
11/1/2011 #3 ReportCharlotte, in all of her glory, offers a smile to her co-chair, and rises from her seat, trekking back to the lockers. There was at least thirty minutes until the show began-she had plenty of time. This, of course, was useful.
Twisting a lock of buttery blonde hair around a slender finger, Charlotte treads carefully. There could be people watching her, waiting to trip her up in the god-awful heels that she was forced to wear day in and day out. Paranoid. That's what she was. The years of abuse by the McMahon's youngest daughter, Alison, had made her aware of every little movement, every slight sound.
Sadly, she didn't have the sense to act on any of her intuitions. Heels slip on cool tile. The small frame of the blonde girl clatters to the ground in a heap. Anger rushes through her veins, flits of electrical current tickling her blood. "What the hell!" She snaps, voice rising. Charlotte, rising to her feet, narrows her eyes. "What the hell, bitch?" She shouts, eyes locking with her best friend's. A smile plays on her lips. They'd played this game before. "Hey! Hardy! I'm talking to you!"
11/1/2011 #4 ReportKayla "Karisma" Neidhart was wandering through the halls. She was sorta new and got lost trying to find Natalya, her older sister. "Where the hell am I?" she said out loud.
11/2/2011 #5 Report"ohh." i said as i smirked and put my finger to my lips at the sight of Char standing up in her freakishly tall heels. "something told me to call you and warn you." i laughed. "your heels are so big, they have this thing called a night club where people dance."
"oh yeah?" char retorted. "well for heels like this its called a strip house. care to join?"
"Ohhh! ill call Cody! he'd love to see a strip show, you could sit him down... take off his mask.." i started but Char slapped me upside my head and blushed smally at the slight of that. "ow. i know your thinking that too!" we started walking out of the locker room, her heels clicking away. Cody was admiring a paperbag. "that could be you.." I started once again.
Char looked at me with an intence look. "a bag? i think i have more body then that." she pointed with her hand outward.
"well, i dont see much a differnce!" i say as i pull her arm over closer to him. "wanna see a trick i learned from jeffy?" i pulled out a rubber band and stuck it on my index finger then pulled back with my other index finger, letting it go and smack the back of cody.
he spun to us and smacked the bag down. "HARMONY!?" he yelled.
i looked down at my wrist. "well look at the time! i have a meeting to get too, ill see you during my match, say something nice!" i say as i kiss Char on the cheek and make a huge dead run for an exit door, litterly smacking myself forgetting that its a pull door. some girl in pink was watching with widen eyes as my head hopped off the door. eh, what can i say? im everyone DumbAss.
11/2/2011 #6 ReportHolly was in a rather mellow kind of mood as she entered the arena with her brother. When not in the ring, both of them were really quite laid-back by nature. Well, kinda, anyway; they definitely had their moments. People blamed their tempers on the ginger hair. Whatever the hell that meant...
However, the look Holly more or less immediately was given by a passing Harmony Hardy sent a wave of annoyance through her as the two of them shared eye-contact for a brief moment. Both girls knew some kind of rivalry had come into excistance at some point, but neither had ever vocalized it. Harmony wanted her Justin, and Holly wasn't going to let that happen this side of Armageddon. No pun intended.
«What the hell was that about?» Heath asked his sister. He knew her far too well to not be able to tell when her mood changed. No, it had nothing to do with them being twins, but when you've spent most of your life with someone, you tend to learn how to read them. Besides, the look Holly had just given that Hardy girl was far too intense to not mean anything.
«Huhwhat?» Holly croaked absentmindedly, then shook her head, trying to dismiss the subject. «Trust me, you don't wanna know...»
11/2/2011 #7 ReportBlushing profusely, Charlotte narrows her eyes. "Um." She mutters, and glances away, gnawing on her lower lip. Goddamn. Every single damn time. Cody was her best friend-aside from Harmony, of course, but lately, their relationship had been tense. And that scared the hell out of her. Childhood friendships ran strong in the WWE, and once you made your loyalties known, they stayed with you forever. "Hey." God, Char. Way to make a move.
A small group had gathered in the hall, now. A girl that the Heenan hardly recognized. Natty's sister? She wasn't sure; maybe. Then there was Heath and Holly, the inseparable, ginger twins, and of course, Phil Brooks. He was further along, but Charlotte could see him. Prepping for a match, maybe picking up a girl with his undeniable charm. She wasn't sure, they didn't talk very much.
The boy in front of her, handsome eyes sparkling behind that stupid, stupid mask, smiles. "Something bothering you, Char?" She gives a shrug of her shoulders, eyes darting to find a way out of the admittedly awkward situation. "Holly!" She calls, voice wobbling. "Do you have a match tonight?" She skirts past the young man, an apologetic smile gracing her lips
11/2/2011 . Edited 11/2/2011 #8 ReportKayla saw the other group of wrestlers, but leaned against the wall. She barely knew anyone besides Nattie, so she just stayed to herself.
11/3/2011 #9 ReportPhil walked behind Kayla, Smirking as he coughed. Hoping to grab the woman's attention, "Hey..Are you lost..?" Phil asked, His hand moving with his words before finally dropping near the bag he still held.
11/3/2011 #10 ReportKayla jumped and turned around. "Kinda. I was looking for the Divas Locker room and somehow ended up here."
11/3/2011 #11 ReportPhil chuckled at her reaction, "Oh.." He thought of what to say, "I've just kinda' arrived here aswell.." Punk added as he rubbed the back of his neck, "Do you want me to show you the way there..? Or you're going to take the aimless route..?" Phil joked with an smile.
11/3/2011 . Edited 11/3/2011 #12 Report"Come on then.. It's time to throw everything you learned from school out the window.." Phil then began to walk forward, "Of not trusting strangers and all.." He joked as he finally waited near an corner for the young diva to catch up.
11/3/2011 . Edited 11/3/2011 #14 ReportKayla laughed, following him. "I was trained in Grandpa Stu's Dungeon and graduated. I think I can take care of myself." she laughed.
11/3/2011 #15 ReportPhil put his hands up in mock defense, "Okay, Okay.. I've clearly understimated you.." Phil replied with an smile, "Hey.." Phil then asked, Clearly interested in what she said before, "Did you just you were trained in the "Dungeon.." Phil said with an small wince, Hearing all the stories about how tough it was.
11/3/2011 #16 ReportHolly's head snapped up when she heard her name being called, and saw Charlotte come rushing towards her, looking positively desperate. «Why, no. Not tonight.» Holly replied, and cocked her head slightly. «But uhm, wha's gotten into ya? You look...distraught? Is that the word I'm looking for?» she asked.
«Well, don't look at me...» Heath said, shrugging. «I'd say she looks kinda upset.» Holly rolls her eyes, then nods. «Well, yah...»
11/3/2011 #18 Report"Now." Phil suddenly said as he raised his finger in the air, "That's an name that rings sevreal bells.." Phil added, Suddenly his eyes perked, The Diva's lockeroom now in the background up ahead, "Well it was an pleasure walking with you Miss Neidhart.." Phil said with an bow, His hand leading to where the locker room was.
11/3/2011 #19 ReportKayla smiled. "Thanks, um..." she mentally kicked herself for not knowing Phil's name.
11/3/2011 #20 ReportPhil smiled, "You don't have to thank me.." He then walked the oppisoite way, Hoping to quench his hunger by heading to the catering line. "Seeya around!" He added before arubtly stopping, Looking over his shoulder. "Also.. The name's Phil.." He added before finally walking away, Chuckling under his breath.
11/3/2011 #21 ReportKayla smiled and walked inside the locker room. She got changed into her ring gear in case she had a match that night. After she was done, she went to the catering area to grab a Gaterade.
11/3/2011 #22 ReportPhil comically had two plates, Stacked to the brim as he texted on his phone. Looking up to spot Kayla and whistling, "Woah.." Phil said with widened eyes, "You look awesome.. And ready to kick some ass.." He then looked down at himself, Still wearing his casual wear.
"But me on the other hand.." Phil chuckled.
11/3/2011 #23 ReportKayla laughed. "There's nothing wrong with what you're wearing." she smiled, grabbing a purple Gaterade and walking over to him. "Mind if I sit with you?"
11/3/2011 #24 Report"Do i..?" Phil joked before moving down, Allowing room for Kayla as he closed his phone.
11/3/2011 #25 Report"I'm just well.. Eating.." Phil said with an shrug, Leaning back in his chair aswell. "And trying to prepare for my match.." Phil said in deep thought, Finally perking as he turned to Kay. "So, Would you mind if i asked what you're doing aswell..?" Phil teased.
11/3/2011 #27 Report"Just sitting here, drinking Gaterade, talking to you." Kayla teased playfully. "Although, I don't know if I have a match or not."
11/3/2011 #28 ReportChloë Riley, 24, currently one of the youngest Divas on the roster, and just moved up from FCW. Her steel blue eyes flitted back and forth as she exited the locker room, and took in her surroundings. She didn't have a match tonight, but was in her ring gear anyway, the tight green latex clinging perfectly to her body. The seamstress had captured her persona perfectly, and made her look like innocence wrapped in sin. Or Poison Ivy, whichever you'd prefer.
She climbed onto one of the crates backstage and sat indian style on top of it, trying to absorb the energy around her. She reminded herself not to look too intense, she was enough of a spaz without sitting there staring at people like a vulture...
11/3/2011 . Edited 11/3/2011 #29 ReportPhil nodded in understading, "Well.."He began to say, "There's an board that shows all the sceduled matches.." He then began to excuse himself from his almost untouched plate, "Want me to accompany you and see if you're going to compete..?" Phil asked.
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