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Post by amy on Jan 18, 2008 7:42:43 GMT -4
Back in the Angel's tower. New ownership, but the same old look. Amy made her way down the hallway, in a nice bright yellow dress, with her new hair style, a pair of white high heels, and a bright white belt wrapped around her waist. This place brought a lot of old memories for Amy. She stopped in front of three door, like she did last year. Gregory Shaddix, Lindsay Corban, and Katanna Jade were now engraved on to the door. Which one to choose, which one to choose. Amy stood there for awhile, figuring who would she pest. She reached out her hand, and knocked on the middle door, and waited for an answer. |
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Post by blaze on Jan 19, 2008 18:14:23 GMT -4
"Its open, come on in..."
This must be like the early birds rush or something.... |
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Post by amy on Jan 19, 2008 18:25:24 GMT -4
Twist of the door knob, and a push. The door slowly opened. Amy stood in the door way, having a look around. Lovely place, she thought, as she made her way into the room.
" Hello there "
Amy walked up to a chair, in front of the desk, and sat down. |
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Post by blaze on Jan 19, 2008 18:35:40 GMT -4
"Hello there."
With a smile on his face, Shaddix gives this woman a simple nod. She seems familiar, where had he seen her before?
"Welcome to APW....and your name is?" |
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Post by amy on Jan 19, 2008 18:46:14 GMT -4
Amy felt sort of sluggish in the chair. She picked herself up, and straighten her back up. He leg was the next to move. It moved over, and on top of the other leg. Amy look directly over at Gregory.
" My names, Amy Serson. "
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Post by blaze on Jan 20, 2008 3:13:44 GMT -4
"Hmmm...Sound familiar. Maybe we've wrestled together in the same place before? Not really sure..."
He sits there thinking for a second. Somewhat spacing out it seems like...
"Oh well...I presume your here for an APW wrestling contract?" |
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Post by amy on Jan 20, 2008 3:24:46 GMT -4
Was this guy joking. Did he seriously didn't know Amy Serson? God, the memories of some people. Her gut told her to go out on Gregory, but her mind told her no, but l guess she went with her gut.
" You seriously don't know who l am. Jesus Christ. If it wasn't for me helping Chantell last year, you wouldn't be in this chair right now. "
It is great to let of some frustration, but Amy started to take some deep breathes.
" But anyway, l am here for a contract. " |
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Post by blaze on Jan 20, 2008 3:58:22 GMT -4
Well, she was feisty. He would give her that.
"I see..."
Remembering her now, he figures he'll just have some fun and pretend that he still doesn't recognize her. You know, because this job needs some livening up sometimes...
"I don't think thats it though...Sure you weren't on a commercial or something? I think I remember seeing you on a Pepsi commercial....But...anyways..."
He shuffles through a few papers on his desk...
"If your here for a contract...You'll have to answer a few questions. Standard protocol and what not. Lets begin..."
He clears his throat....
"If you could rate your skills on the microphone....one through ten....what would it be and why?"
Oh yeah, new question thrown in the mix FTW! |
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Post by amy on Jan 21, 2008 6:23:08 GMT -4
What was going through the mind of this man. Was he retarded? Probably. Was he starting to get on Amy's nerve? Definitely. She let out one giant sigh, and stood up from her chair. Here comes the lions rawr.
" Pepsi Commercial? I'm fucking ex-stripper for god sakes, not some weird ass bitch, like Britney Spears. Shes digging a deep hole, as l am climbing to the top. Where the hell would l get the money from to do that. Look, turn around to you fucking computer, and search up Amy Serson. "
Amy dropped back down to the chair. Her arms were crossed, and she wasn't in the best mood, a girl could be in. |
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Post by blaze on Jan 23, 2008 2:32:45 GMT -4
She was definitely making this job a bit more bearable at the moment. But, it would be best if he began to take this more serious. Didn't want to drive away a great potential member of the new roster they were trying to put together...
"Theres no need to search my computer Ms. Serson. I know who you are. I'm glad to see you returned...Just giving you a hard time...Seeing what kind of reaction I could get...All part of the interview process...And so far, your passing tremendously...We want people with a lot of attitude and style..."
Shaddix gives her a simple smile...
"Now, to continue with the interview...could you please answer my previous question? Telling from your words with me thus far...A bet your Mic skills are great....but, for interview purposes...could you tell me what you would rate your Mic skills and why?" |
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