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Post by Jennifer Drew on Jun 28, 2008 20:02:57 GMT -4
After a long video package of the conflict between her and Lauren Kennedy and a replay of the attack from the previous night, the camera faded up on Jennifer Drew in the middle of the ring between matches at Red,White and Bruised Night 2. No one was happy to see her right now, and if she actually cared about these things this might even be considered getting booed out of the building.
Last night I had to show Scarlett Rose that I still cared.
I hope she appreciates what I did for her, for us as much as I do. I'm sure no one else here actually “gets it”, or thinks I went too far, but you're the same people who are going to cheer when we get back together. So I'm not even going to bother justifying doing, what needed to be done.
But that means my standing date with Lauren's off for tonight and since Scarlett's not up to it, I'm all alone out here. I guess what I'm saying is tonight, anybody any match.
She paces around the ring waving whoever was about to show up on out to the ring.
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Post by High Voltage on Jun 29, 2008 2:16:13 GMT -4
A long two minutes later, and out walks Matt Redden, no musice, no entrance video, just him, wrestling gear on, and mic in hand. The look on his face shows dissapointment, revenge and anger, all in one blank stare down to the ring. The crowd is hesitant to cheer, but Redden doesn't even notice. it is easy to see that Redden had not shaven that morning, stubble was slightly visible. He had been up all night drinking, after not only a very close loss to Pryce, but then also losing the biggest match in his carreer, and letting his home town of Toronto down...
Listen...Jennifer is it?...I really don't care about your crap, okay?...see, even though Trey told me to take tonight off, I'm still here, still ready to fight.....and why you ask....well, to be honest...I have no idea... But since you got an open challenge, and I need a match... Why don't we just face eachother, hmmm?
The crowd remains quiet as Redden slurs his words just abit, but enough to tell that he's still not sober.
What?!, aint this when you all cheer?...HUH?!... Whatever, doesn't bug me, what bugs me, is that I don't have tag team gold around my waist... but that doesn't matter now, does it?... No, see, even though I'm angry, I can take my aggression out, on you.....
Redden points at Jennifer, standing in the ring...
And I'm gonna do that by taking you to hell, inside that overgrown cage, known as Hell In A Cell.... So what do ya say, hmmm?
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Post by Jennifer Drew on Jun 29, 2008 2:58:40 GMT -4
Wow, that was bad. She could practically smell him from where she was standing and that made her reel back a bit.
Uh, OK, there trainwreck. And people think I'm on some downward spiral, this is ridiculous. You're not going to throw up on me if I kick you too hard, are you? I don't have a problem beating up some guy who barely knows where he is I won't get the same sense of accomplishment I usually do but hey that's life.
You do qualify as anybody and Hell in a Cell qualifies as any match, so let's do this thing.
Oh and helpful hint, I wouldn't climb up to the top of the cage and look down. Probably bad for your health right about now.
Jennifer nods matter-of-factly watching closely to see if he'd even make it to a match later that night.
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Post by High Voltage on Jun 29, 2008 3:05:13 GMT -4
Redden blanks out after Jennifer calls him "trainwreck". He then looks back at her after he comprehends the word in his temporarilly disabled brain....
Trainwreck? are you insulting me?!
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Post by Jennifer Drew on Jun 29, 2008 3:15:23 GMT -4
Funny, this situation shouldn't be so awkward.
Y-yes.You know, for being all drunk, and incoherent, and reeking of cheap booze like you do. Trainwreck. It's funny.
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Post by High Voltage on Jun 29, 2008 3:28:22 GMT -4
Redden's blank stare down the ramp continues, Jennifer's words going through one ear, and out the other. After Ms.Drew finishes, Redden looks around the arena a moment, then back down the ramp at Jennifer.
Do they sell beer at these consesion stands?...
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Post by Jennifer Drew on Jun 29, 2008 3:49:28 GMT -4
Uh, yeah. I think it might be kind of a hot item.
She starts eying the ramp backstage.
Look, I'm all for getting blitzed before work but I'm kind of in the middle of a borderline psychotic revenge rampage here, so I'll pass. Are we set here?
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Post by High Voltage on Jun 29, 2008 4:00:03 GMT -4
Redden stares at a man in the audience with a beer, Matt then walks up to the man in the front row, grabs his beer, drinks three quarters of whats left, and dumps the rest on his head. Redden then looks back towards the ring...
c'mon, are we gonna start this? I'..I'a...I..Hiccup......ahhh, there it goes.....I've been waitin here for like.....ummmm.....acouple minutes....ya!
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Post by Jennifer Drew on Jun 29, 2008 4:29:17 GMT -4
Big sigh.
Will someone just lower the stupid cage already?
She turns her eyes skyward watching the gradual descent.
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