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Post by pulverizer on Nov 20, 2009 19:21:33 GMT -5
The lights fade to black,
The sound of a screaming guitar echos throughout star maker arena,
Pink, Purple, & Blue spot lights are cast onto the top of the ramp,
The Raven Vision flickers to life as a set of words scroll across the screen,
THE PRINCESS OF PAIN is the context of the marquee and from the back walks out a new face to REW, from head to toe she is instantly one of a kind. From her knee high black boots, her fishnet stockings and black leather skirt trailing all the way up her variously colored tattoos where a revealing low cut top his some what wrapper around her georgeous body.
"Ashes to Ashes, Love to Dust, Sure as the Sun will Shine I was lose in Lust", the words played out begining the verse of Another Romeo and Juilett by Pop Evil as this unknown Vixen made her way down the ramp and climbed into the ring. She grabbed a microphone from a member of the ringside crew and waited for the music to die.
(Pixie)"I'm out here to send a message to all the girls in the back, the bar just got set higher. For those of you who don't know who I am, I'm the former owner of Ultra Violent Championship Wrestling and until just a few weeks ago I was happily in a relationship with an asshole you all cheer, I'm talking about the egotistical son of a bitch know as Aaron Holiday! He told me he was heading back out on the road again, the calls he made to me use to come every day, then every other and then they just stopped. Like any woman I was concerned for my boyfriend and tried to find him just to make sure he was alive when I came across this show one night and saw something that made me sick, Icy Cold with her lips on my man! Well Icy I have news for you, you may call yourself the Queen, of what I don't know, but I'm the Princess of Pain and I've come to show you what a real woman can do when I kick your ass!"
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Post by The Messenjah on Nov 20, 2009 22:45:00 GMT -5
"I get off" plays over the P.a system and I walk out with my IC title belt around my waist and a mic already in my hand...I stand there on the stage soaking my music in and looking at the crowd chanting my name and I look down at Pixie Dust in the middle of my ring...my music dies down as I began to talk...
Lookey here Mrs. Pixie Dust Aaron is my man now and not yours! And if you think you can come down here and mak idle threats in my REW house you got another thing coming missy...Im The Queen up in here so you better chill out..
Tbc..by Pixie..
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Post by pulverizer on Nov 21, 2009 19:32:55 GMT -5
The words echo out through the speakers taking a moment for them to soak inside Pixies mind, with each passing word her expressionless face twists into a devilish grin as she walks to the closest end of the ring facing the ramp, the ropes pressing agianst her allowing her not to go any further she leans out with the microphone held up.
(Pixie)"Your house, you may be the new found poster girl for this federation but I highly doubt you're anywhere on par to call this your house, Holidays house may be fitting but it belongs to Mr not Mrs! Rest assure Miss Cold my threats aren't idle of half hearted for that matter, when I walked through the door here I raised the bar for compitetion, unlike yourself I prefer a real challenge and I can beat any man just as I can a Diva, just ask Aaron Holiday about the time I beat him!"
(Icy)"Poster girl, I'm the new face of real extreme wrestling, at my husbands side we're going to show everyone what extreme is all about and I don't mind saying you may very well be the first victim."
Pixie brings the microphone up cutting Icy off.
(Pixie)"Extreme Wrestling? I'm the Princess of Pain, I was the female founder of what it means to be Ultra Violent! You can jump off your ladders, do your fancy air moves all you want but when I wrap a barbed wire bat around your face it won't mean a thing. Icy you're not half the woman I am, perhaps Aaron has forgot what a real woman looks like but he's not into the barbie doll divas, he likes a woman that gets as dirty as he does, he likes a woman that can throw a punch that can make a man flinch, he likes what I am and that's a Vixen!"
(Icy)"Aaron said in an interview I did with him he's a low life living the high life, I think before I came along he was just happy to settle for top shelf trash like you and when he met me he saw a goddess. I don't fear you Pixe dust!"
(Pixie)"I will break you and lay you at my feet before I step on you on my way to take what is precious to Aaron and that is his title, he took my heart and broke it and I'm going to make him feel the same way when I destroy the love in his life!"
Pixie climbs through the ropes and hops down to the floor and makes her way towards Icy.
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Post by The Messenjah on Nov 22, 2009 9:15:17 GMT -5
Wait! Wait hold up!
As im saying that I hold out my hand like a stop sign...Pixie stops mid way on the ramp...
You will get your chance just you wait you can't just come here and order me around..I believe im the boss here so I make the orders so how about alittle trial?
Pixie looks at me with a evil look and said to me...what is that?
How about after the ppv you face three wrestlers and on the next ppv you face me and the match of your choosing...We will see who is the exterme Woman in REW. What do you say about that Pixie Dust?
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Post by johnmwhite on Nov 22, 2009 9:17:21 GMT -5
--As Pixie makes her way towards Icy, intent on a physical reply to the suggested match, the lights fade out once more. There is a scream, loud even over the fans' startled calls, and within moments the lights return. All we have is Pixie, standing at the end of the aisle, all alone.--
Allyson: What on earth...?
Simon: Yup, that's Icy for you, and all them lilly-livered Holidays - running away as soon as someone stands up to them.
--Pixie stamps around ringside, growling at fans and tosses back the ring apron. No luck, wherever Icy Holiday has gone, it's not under the ring.--
Allyson: I'm not so sure this disappearing act was Icy's idea. I have a bad feeling about this...
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