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Post by tortura on Apr 25, 2007 0:18:49 GMT -4
Marisol stands inside of the arena as the crew members begin to set up the ring for the Karma & Effect PPV. It wasn't always that she managed to get a jump into other roster members to an arena, so it was a welcome change to things. In a matter of days, this place would be packed with fans wanting to see action.
A Last Woman Standing match. The prospect of how intense such an encounter would be was looming in her mind. As she sat in the stands watching the crew do their thing, she wasn't so much worried about her opponents as she was herself. Was she really ready to take it to this kind of level?
She sighs and picks herself up off of her seat, heading backstage once again. The person she happens to meet back there stops her dead in her tracks. As her eyes narrow just a bit, she hisses...
Isn't this a surprise? I thought insects ran in colonies or something...
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Post by acameron on Apr 25, 2007 18:20:36 GMT -4
(><)There she sat, atop a metal casing, left knee drew up, propped against it, as she rested a notebook against, a pencil in the other hand as she was letting it gently graze the paper. She was drawing a sketch. Of what exactly? The other night with Kaze, the two of them sitting at the table, eating their dinner. The table was done, the background was done, she was just starting on Kaze. She enjoyed drawing and writing poetry, another couple of hobbies she enjoyed as much as skate boarding. A voice.. Mari's voice... She sighed as she looked up from her notebook.(><)
"I don't see any cameras rolling... Yet. You can drop the act, Mari."
(><)She smiled to her before turning her attention back to her notebook, continuing to work on the portrait, filling in every detail little by little. Glancing up to see Mari still there, she sighed and looked back to the notebook. Ignore her that's all she had to do, ignore her and she'd go away and she could hopefully finish the portrait she had been working on for the last day.(><) |
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Post by tortura on Apr 25, 2007 18:37:28 GMT -4
Act? So you're saying that your little trash talking tirades are nothing but an act for the camera, hmm? Now that's an amazing thought...
It was a pretty uncommon sight seeing her there actually in what looked like a calm state. With her little book writing or sketching or whatever she was doing in it. She actually had...hobbies?
Normally I would take it that someone with an attitude like yours is too busy trying to find new ways to disrespect their peers to actually find something else to with their time. I assure you...Ashley...I'm not act. I have no use or need putting up a front to the camera. I have nothing to hide.
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Post by acameron on Apr 25, 2007 19:19:39 GMT -4
"So, you're as boring off the cameras as you are on?"
(><)She sighed as she looked up from the notebook, laying it gently against her lap as she lowered her leg from the metal case. She looked down at the drawing, looked like it would have to wait for a bit longer. Looking up towards Mari, she breathed out harshly.(><)
"All of what I said, it was for the camera, yeah... However, see this notebook in my lap? I've got a ton more. Each one filled with material. Filled with my thoughts on the roster among other things. What I said out there? May have been for the camera, but... Its my actual thoughts. But if you're going to let it go into your personal life and bother you, you're in the wrong business. What's said and done in the ring stays there. That's how it goes, right?" |
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Post by tortura on Apr 25, 2007 20:14:17 GMT -4
Yeah...I guess your right...
Mari looks away to a few crew members making their way out the the arena area, then back to her opponent.
...but last I checked, we're not in a ring right now, and you...calling ME boring? Ha Ha...not it's no front I see, you're just as much of a bitch off camera as you are on. To think that I actually thought for a second that you had some class. My mistake.
You honestly think that what you call yourself doing is "entertaining"? Maybe to you perhaps, but I have news for you Lami. Nobody outside of those eyes in your head really gives a damn what it is that you think. Truth be told, I'm not even upset about the disrespect you show...a waste is a terrible thing to mind as they say. The only thing that I see in you is another step on my way to achieving my goals in this company, and in this sport.
You do know something about goals, don't you? Or does a low-life waste of sperm and an ovary like you basically just wing it?
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Post by acameron on Apr 25, 2007 20:53:02 GMT -4
"Simply an observation is all..."
(><)She sighed as she began to tap the pencil against the paper gently, eyes gazing down to it. Lami? Woman couldn't seem to understand how to say her ring name properly. She'd correct her on that in due time. She looked up from the notebook once more and to Mari, giving the immediate area a quick glance before fixating her eyes back on her upcoming adversary.(><)
"First things first. Its Ashley when the cameras aren't around. Lamia is simply a ring name, everyone has one. Well, most people do. As for goals? Well, I wouldn't be here in APW if I didn't have goals now would I? First goal has been accomplished, get out of the Indys and into a "big league" within the wrestling world. As for my other goals? Showcase my skills, win or lose, as long as I showcase." |
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Post by tortura on Apr 26, 2007 18:24:35 GMT -4
Wow. I'm somewhat impressed. You know if you weren't such a PMS case at the start of all of thhis and decided to run with a bunch of man-whores, I'd almost have a soft spot for you. Knowing that my approval means so much to you and all. 
Some people do this for thrills or for fun or for personal glory. Those are the ones in my opinion who are the cancer that slowly kills the integrity of this sport...then there are those who are here for the love of it. I'm still not totally confident that you're one of those types...
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Post by acameron on Apr 28, 2007 17:26:25 GMT -4
(><)PMS Case? Was that her insult, her excuse when she got, as a friend of hers would say, pwnt? Oh, well, it mattered not. She would ignore that little line or at least play it off as she didn't hear a thing as she rose the notebook back up and began to sketch some more, paying attention to every detail of the picture. Paying careful attention to the woman she was drawing. Blizzard Kaze. Never taking her eyes off the portrait as she began to speak.(><)
"You know something, Mari? I don't have to prove a damn thing to you. All I have to do is what I do. What my family has done for four generations. Sure, I love this sport, I do what I do for that, but there's nothing wrong with having fun along the way either... Now, if you'll excuse me, I'd really love to get this portrait done sometime tonight." |
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Post by tortura on Apr 28, 2007 22:10:05 GMT -4
Have it your way then...Ashley. I'm sure we'll be getting more acquainted later on anyway. Until then...
Mari calmly continues on her way, leaving her opponent to her "work".
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