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| Ashley Roberts vs. Elizabeth Sweeney | |
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| Topic Started: Apr 22 2008, 07:03 AM (113 Views) | |
| Kassie Khane | Apr 22 2008, 07:03 AM Post #1 |
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Ashley Roberts vs. Elizabeth Sweeney RP Limit: 3 RP Limit Deadline: 11:59 pm EST Wednesday, April 30, 2008 Show Date: Thursday, May 1, 2008 ~Good Luck Everyone! ~ |
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| fullMETAL | Apr 30 2008, 12:40 PM Post #2 |
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PERSON: Fully Loaded - Fame PROMO TITLE: With a Cherry on Top...er, Bottom PROMO CONTENT: (Promo 1 of 2: Ashley Roberts v. Elizabeth Sweeney, SCW Hostility May 1 2008) "In nomine patri, et filii, et spiritu sancti...as it was, as it is, as it ever shall be. Amen." "Amen." "Mass has ended; go now and do good in the world. Peace be with you." "And also with you." As the Catholic Mass has ended and the congregation pours out of the showy and ornate Catholic church, the camera focuses specifically on one of those exiting parishioners: SCW wrestler and Fully Loaded member Elizabeth "Fame" Fortune. She exits the church and we can see that she's wearing tight leather pants (just barely appropriate enough for church) and a leather biker jacket over a white button-down shirt, and her blonde hair is tied up in a tight bun being held together by two ornate hairpins. She descends the large church steps and heads towards the edge of the sidewalk, looking side to side, seemingly waiting for something. After a few seconds, we can hear some rumbling in the near distance. Liz: (muttering to herself) FINALLY! The rumbling sound gets louder as a motorcycle pulls up to the curb in front her, riden by none other than her husband and tag partner, Jason "Reckless" Fortune. Jason: Mass go well, babe? Liz: Long as usual, hon. Let's go to Denny's and pick up a Grand Slam! Jason: Sounds good to me! (turns to camera) You better follow close behind if you wanna stay WITH us... They begin riding off into the distance as the camera quickly goes into a nearby car and drives off to follow. We fade out from there and fade back into a Denny's in the area, with the camera peering over a booth behind Jason's shoulder to get an over-the-shoulder view of Liz. They're both eating Grand Slam Breakfasts (and so is the cameraperson, heh), and talking about the day...sort of. Liz: So how come you didn't come to Mass with me? Jason: (scoffing) Hellfire and brimstone in LATIN for an hour and a half? *TSSCH* Catholicism in ENGLISH stretches the limits of my tolerance for "angry god" religion just enough. Noooooo THANK you... Liz: You know, you could stand to be a LITTLE more devoted to listening to the word of our one true Creator... Jason: ...Says the girl who cut Catholic high school at least twice every week... Liz: Hey, I still managed to outscore more than HALF the class who DID bother to get perfect attendance on most of the Theology tests. Jason: I can only IMAGINE what YOU used to cut school for; (teasingly) I'd have thought that you were more the bookish type! Liz: (playfully playing along) WELL...you know, I heard from Donna, who heard from Carrie, who heard from Tina, who heard from Jessica, that Jessica's boyfried Tim heard from Dennis, who heard from Johnny & Ricky that the box social this year is just going to be the bee's knees and the absolute MOST! Jason: (playing oblivious) ...The absolute most...what? Liz: It's an expression. (teasing) Maybe you're a little too YOUNG to have heard it before? Jason: (teasing back) I'm only 5 years younger than YOU, you know. An *AHEM* sounds from the direction of the camera, prompting Liz to glance directly into the lens, then nodding suddenly. Liz: *AHEM* Right. (to Jason) Gotta use up our promo time EFFICIENTLY. Jason: What, a game of "High-School Telephone" isn't efficient? Watch me make it work! *AHEM AHEM* On Hostility, you're facing Ashley Roberts, partner of Jack Campbell and Eddie Parker, who faced her estranged husband Greg Cherry, who teamed up WITH and LOST his United States Title TO Jason Wheeler...whom I'M facing this week on Breakdown! See? Made it work! Liz chuckles, lowering her head and showing her well-cared-for teeth in a broad smile as she picks at her omelette, forking the peppers out and putting them off to the side of the plate as Jason notices this oddity. Jason: You know, you could just ASK them to hold the peppers... Liz: (shrugging) I like the way the pepper flavor tinges the eggs. (glances at the camera) *AHEM* But the Cherry name will forever be tingeing Ashley Roberts's reputation in SCW, (swirls her fork upward in mock grandiosity) because without THAT, she's just another one of those chicks who shows up, looks good, then leaves after their first loss...only SHE just stays and stays and stays...and STAAAAAAYS...even through the most RIDICULOUS of circumstances! Jason: (munching on his omelette passive-aggressively) ...Like this ridiculously contrived Cherry Pit breakup and the degeneration of the Alliance of Violence? She points her fork, having freshly speared eggs with it, at Jason as a tiny bit drops onto her plate in the process. Liz: Exactly. She shovels the full fork into her waiting mouth before the egg can slide off, chomping at it with a satisfied "MMMM". Jason turns around to the camera, smirking. Jason: (to camera) ...If YOU can figure out how to wring a decent full-length promo with no writing from BRUNCH at Denny's, I'd like to hear it...otherwise, you might wanna press the button again and save tape. The camera obliges and quick-fades to black. We fade back in to the kitchen of their hotel room as they're...making an ice cream sundae. Hey, I thought it was supposed to get more interesting! Liz: It does, I promise! Watch... As she prepares a sundae, she describes her actions. Liz: Two scoops vanilla ice cream...chocolate syrup...whipped cream...AND...the thing de ray-zis-tahnce! She plops a maraschino cherry on top of the little mound of whipped cream. Liz: A CHERRY on top. But there's going to be a very important difference in this one. Watch. You ready? Watch this... She takes a spoon...then mashes the cherry deep into the whipped cream, then into the ice cream. A very visible pit can be seen, then she quickly mashes up ice cream and condiments around it to bury the cherry completely. She looks up to the camera, raising an eyebrow with a smirk as Jason does his best to stifle some REALLY blatant snickering. Liz: Just like this cherry, ASHLEY Cherry has been buried in two scoops of vanilla ice cream named Eddie Parker and Jack Campbell and bland Rediwhip-like whipped cream named Chris Lawler...the chocolate syrup is just chocolate syrup, 'cause no self-respecting sundae maker-and-eater would make one without it, heh. Even with her first solo match in many months--her first match, PERIOD, in many months--there's absolutely no chance for her to stand out unless she's on top...except for ONE glaring little detail. She scoops up a handful of something, then sprinkles over the bowl...chopped nuts. Liz: Her estranged husband, Greg; she can't seem to get ANY sort of push without him! You see, Ashley Tisdale here picked the wrong side in her husband's personal High School Musical and decided to...ah screw that, I didn't even WATCH any of them. Jason: (whispering into her ear) ...How 'bout that one? Liz: (nodding in agreement) Mmm, yes, sounds good. (facing camera) Ashley SIMPSON here--yeah, that one'll work--decided instead of admitting her mistake to hoe down on stage with her backing track of the "Cherry Pit Rebels"! (pausing, then looks at Jason) Hold on, that's kind of a stretch, isn't it? Jason: Couldn't get Dan on the phone to do the brainstorming session. Sorry 'bout that. Liz: Wait a minute, you mean YOU get to have an actual semblance of a wrestling promo while I have to slog through comparisons to Ashley Tisdale's botched nosejobs, Ashley Simpson's botched lip-synching, and Ashley Olsen's botched outfits? COME ON! I'm trying to climb the damn ladder to get a title shot against Katie Steward, and YOU couldn't do the ONE thing I asked you to help me out with? Jason's shoulders and head slump shamefully as a frown forms on his face. Jason: I'm really sorry about that...but if it helps, Dan DID fax a few ideas over before we came. He pulls out a folded sheet of paper from his back pocket and hands it to Liz, who unfolds it and quickly reads it to herself in a low mutter. Liz: Mmm hmm...mmm hmm...yeahhhhh, not his best stuff lately... Jason: Well, he's considering getting back into touring...he's thinking of joining up with that new "GORE" promotion, so... He makes a "so...what're ya gonna do?" gesture and Liz shrugs, taking a spoonful of the sundae and chomping into it, nodding her head with wide eyes and a pleased expression on her face. Liz: MMM, good sundae. And it'll taste even BETTER when I beat Ashley Roberts this week, that's for true... They dig into the sundae as we FADE TO BLACK. |
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| Ashley Cherry | Apr 30 2008, 09:03 PM Post #3 |
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For the last year, I have heard absolutely nothing but snide comments and degrading remarks to my ability in the ring and that I could not do anything without my beloved husband by my side. Every single thing that people said about me was a figment of their own imagination and I was out in my own little world with that stupid “I’m awesome” catchphrase. Well, now it’s time to get down to business. I’m sick of being disregarded like some piece of trailer park trash. From the very top of the diva crop all the way down to Lenne Perez, I have been tossed to the side because some people don’t recognize the talent that I possess and are too stupid to respect it. I won an amateur wrestling state championship several years back, yet where are my parades? Where are my accolades? Everyone says that they respect amateur wrestlers that go professional. So where’s the ticker tape parade for me? Instead, it’s Hail Katie! What the hell has she done? She’s defended her title like three times in six months and one of those was against her own flesh and blood. Do you really want this pathetic little twig representing us as the greatest diva of all time? I think not. So who the hell does Alison Sweeney think she is? She may host the “Biggest Loser” and how apropos…oh wait, wrong Sweeney? My bad. At least my joke made some sense though. Apparently, I’m part of an ice cream sundae. When will anybody realize that Ashley Roberts is the future of women’s wrestling? When will people start to take notice? Maybe when Katie stops hiding behind her goons and faces me one on one for the Women’s Title. She’s probably too scared. Who am I kidding? Instead, I get prissy little Elizabeth to take down in my first match of 2008. It’s fitting that I get to start taking out divas left and right before plowing my way to the Women’s Championship. That’s the ultimate goal. It’s been said before that if you’re not here to be the best, then why are you here? I want to be the Women’s Champion. I don’t care if I have a match next week on Breakdown or at Rise to Greatness with her. I want to be the one to take down the “unstoppable” Katie Steward and etch my name into history as one of the greatest Women’s Champions that ever lived. I’m sick of being a comedy routine for all the other women wrestlers in this company. It’s time for me to show the entire world why I was a state amateur wrestling champion in Texas. Eddie: Hey. Are you preparing for your match? Ashley: Mentally, I’m already there. Eddie: What about physically? Ashley: I haven’t had a match in months, so I think I’m ready to go. Eddie: Well, we’ve still got to deal with this problem with Greg. I’m going out to the ring with Jack to make sure that nothing happens and that Greg leaves the ring as a continuous failure since we left him. From there, I think that Jack and I should be getting our Tag Title rematch as soon as possible. Ashley: Eddie, I want the Women’s Title. I want it more than I’ve wanted anything. Having my first child with Greg is not as important to me as becoming Women’s Champion. Having any ties to Greg is not as important to me as being champion. You don’t get it, do you? Eddie: I never had that kind of relationship with Greg…and thank God for that. Ashley: That’s not my point. You, Jack and Greg have had all the championship glory. I want mine. I want my time in the limelight. I want my chance to be recognized as the best. Where’s my parade, damn it? This is Ashley’s time! Eddie: Hey, calm down. You’ll get another opportunity at the Women’s Championship, don’t worry about that. Ashley: It’s not even just the Women’s Championship. The Underground Championship is vacant. Can you imagine if a woman held that? Eddie: That’s suicidal. Did you not watch the Death Chamber last year? Ashley: No, I was too busy watching Greg’s fluke victory over you. Eddie: Thanks for the support… Ashley: Any time. Eddie: What is your obsession with gold all of a sudden? Ashley: I feel like I’m out of the loop. All of these undeserving superstars on the roster get title shot after title shot after title shot for having the ability to breathe on their own. Hell, if I had a nickel for every time Lenne Perez got a title shot that she didn’t deserve, I’d be able to buy the title from Katie. Eddie: Katie would not sell her title for any kind of money. Ashley: My point exactly. Eddie cocked an eyebrow before I continued. Ashley: People like Liz Sweeney think it’s so cool to make stupid little jokes and play cute little five and six year olds while sitting in an ice cream parlor thinking that they will amount to anything in this business. Meanwhile, you have people returning and coming back from out of nowhere and getting handed things on a silver platter. We haven’t even seen Samantha Stevens for nearly a year then all of a sudden, she comes back and BAM! We have a new #1 Contender. Apparently, hard work and an actual lengthy contract with the company mean nothing. Eddie: Hey, I waited for over a year to get the Tag Team Championships with Eddie and it was well worth the wait. Ashley: So uh…where are they now? Eddie: In the hands of someone who doesn’t deserve it. We’ve been screwed by Oleksa Drachewych for the last year and I don’t see it stopping anytime soon. Forget Greg. Oleksa wasn’t after Greg. He was after us, because he didn’t like our leader. He didn’t want us to become Tag Team Champions ever, so he constantly tried to screw us. Jack and I finally had enough and our most recent opportunity to challenge for the titles, we cashed in and flipped the boss off figuratively in the process. Imagine how it will feel when Katie finally has the guts to face you and you take her down. Ashley: I want that to happen. I’m waiting for the day that I finally get to cash in on my Women’s Title match. It will happen, Eddie. I guarantee you that. Eddie: So what are you going to do until then? Ashley: I’m going to become a one-woman wrecking crew. Who cares if I don’t have the size or the power? I know what to do in the ring better than almost everyone in the locker room. Eddie: Almost everybody? Ashley: Jack’s been a professional longer. Eddie: True. Ashley: Elizabeth Sweeney doesn’t stand a chance. Now that I’ve realized what the hell I’m doing in this company, I’m going to tear up the Women’s Division and make my statement as the best diva in SCW history. Eddie: In SCW history? Ashley: You heard me. Ashley Roberts is about to make a statement. I’m no longer the girl who is “Awesome” in every way. I’m not the sweet and innocent southern belle anymore. I’m the bitch that will kick your ass if you get in my way of what I want. You can thank my soon-to-be ex-husband for bringing this out of me. |
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