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Brittany Lohan vs. Ryan Watson
Topic Started: Jan 25 2012, 10:32 PM (252 Views)
Kassie Khane
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SCW PRESENTS: FRIDAY NIGHT AMMO: FEATURING:

Brittany Lohan vs. Ryan Watson


Deadline: Noon EST Thursday, February 9, 2012
RP Limit: 3 RP per person for singles,

~~Good Luck Everyone!~~
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Mr. D
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Lohan and Watson have agreed to an extension. Deadline now midnight EST.
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OOC: Right, here's my offering. Just finished proof reading it now, so hopefully I didn't miss to many mistakes. Good look Randy, it's been a while coming. For anyone who reads it (hopefully it's not too long for the word length nazis) enjoy :)

Watson vs. Brittany Lohan
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Author Note: Thanks to Wasley for agreeing to the extension anyway though it looked like I didn't need it, and the main reason for that is Ash. Like to thank Ash for allowing me to use Harmony. If it wasn't for you I would have likely been banging my head against a wall this morning. You're right Was, Lohan and Watson has been a long time coming. Only hope this rp measures up to expectations. One last note. Lohan didn't see anything Watson had said to her while she was filming her promo. That's why she makes no mention of what he said. If it happens its purely by happenstance.
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[align=center]Body, Heart and Soul didn't pan out for Brittany Lohan the way she thought it would. She walked into the pay per view with the intention on putting Christy Matthews on the self, one could argue if it wasn't for the interference of Pete Edbon and Autumn, Brittany would have put a bold exclamation point on her first shot in her war against The Infamous. She wanted to believe if Pete and Autumn didn't make nuances of themselves the outcome would have turned out differently, she quickly grew tired of playing revisionist history, seventy two hours was enough time to play the woulda, coulda, shoulda game. After three days of running through every imaginable scenario in her head she moved on to more important matters... continuing her one woman crusade against The Infamous.

Between Supreme Championship Wrestling, her new found interest in becoming the Majestic Wrestling Camaraderie champion, and the war, she had forgotten she had a personal life. New found sister aside she needed to reconnect with the only woman she considered a friend, Harmony Fischer.Towards the end of the February 1st edition of Breakdown she caught up with Harmony. They didn't speak long. Harmony needed to leave with Tommy, Brittany had her own wild and crazy adventurers to attend to. They agreed to meeting up two days before the February 10th edition of Friday Night Ammo. Harmony had a legitimate reason for being in attendance, in spite of the wildly publicized difference of opinions between the two, she was still his manager. She was going to be there for the man who helped her become a professional wrestler.

Brittany sent Harmony a text requesting her presence at a local St. Louis diner not to far from the Scottrade Center. When Harmony sauntered into the diner every man, along with two or three female eyes couldn't tear themselves away from the new and improved Harmony. She was wearing a pair of blue hip hugging jeans, with her exposed belly button teasing the patrons in the diner she wouldn't need to pay for breakfast. The only human being who wasn't salivating at Harmony's new and improved look was her friend sitting by the window. It wasn't that Brittany wasn't attracted to Harmony, she was, she fantasized about her every now and then. SCW's resident monster is clinically diagnosed as a psychopath, a psychopaths sex drive is fleeting at the best of times, non existent at the worst of times.


Harmony wasn't the only one sporting a new and improved outer shell. Brittany had dyed her hair black two days before their meeting. The old Brittany would've worn a sports jersey with a pair of blue jeans, on that day she wore a white crisp business causal suit. Brittany was growing increasingly annoyed with onlookers making crude references to her looking like a man. And besides it was time for a change. She held out hope that changing her look would improve her chances of a man or woman asking her out. She wouldn't admit that out loud. She's too proud for that. Secretly she hoped Harmony would ask her out, she knew that was unlikely to happen. All Brittany could hope to settle for was a active conversation between friends.

Their initial conversation went well. Small talk. How you doing. Good luck in two days. And then the conversation turned south. Harmony had a lot on her mind. Lohan could sense the mood was about to change. For sometime now Lohan had suspected a growing darkness behind the mask Harmony was great at presenting to the world. Only a woman with that same internal lackingness can sense it in another.

“God! Tommy doesn't get it. Why can't he be happy for me, Brit? I'm finally getting the recognition I deserve. Is he happy for me? God no...”

Brittany cocked her head to the side. As she listened to her friend ramble on about the continuous conflict that threatened to ravage the relationship between mentor and mentee, she blinked twice at an overtly frustrated Harmony.

“Sound like you're in love with him.” Brittany said glibly.

Harmony should had been used to Brittany bluntness by now. For some reason Brittany pin point observation left Harmony speechless. Brittany raised her eyebrow. “I'm right. You do love him.”

Harmony scoffed at the notion. “Don't be ridiculous.”

“Then why do you give a crap whether he approves of your actions?” Brittany smirked. “I don't blame you for having a crush on Tommy. Don't tell him this. When I'm alone at night I fantasize about all the wild and crazy things I'd do to him. I imagine Tommy running his smooth gentle hands all over me... I imagine him making me feel like a real woman. Of course you don't harbor those thoughts about him right? So if I decided to make a play for him, you wouldn't mind at all would you?”

Brittany sat back waiting for a reaction, any reaction to confirm her suspicions, and then it happened. A simple blush. That didn't communicate much to Brittany. She still has a hard time reading the facial cues of others. A general lack of empathy has that effect on a human being.

“Good one.”

“If you have a problem with me fucking, Tommy”

“Look.” Harmony fired back with an edge characteristic to the manner she had been carrying herself lately. “I have a huge match against Alex next week. I was hoping you could give me some advice. No one knows him better then you.”

“So does Tommy.” Brittany winked.

“Can we...” Harmony sighed.

Brittany realized she was pushing Harmony a tad too far. Her intention with egging Harmony on was for the sole intention of getting her to admit her feelings for Tommy Valentine. She had nothing sinister in mind, Lohan was curious how Harmony felt. The interactions between other human beings interested Lohan, Naturally because of her condition she can never relate to the feeling of love she suspected Harmony of feeling, from a intellectual standpoint, she could form a basic shallow picture of what was happening.

Satisfied with her inquiry, Brittany changed the subject.

“All kidding aside, I have all the faith in the world you will unleash all hell on Alex Senior. Picture him as an impala roaming the jungle who believes there is no chance in hell of him being eaten alive today. Your mission, if you choose to accept it, is to become the Lioness. Female lions hunt. You're a hunter. Swallow him whole. Make him rule the day he ever underestimated you.”

Brittany paused, allowing her words to sink in. Harmony nodded. Brittany interpreted Harmony's nodding as a sign she was soaking in her five years of professional wrestling wisdom.

“Tommy means well.” Brittany continued “There is no way in hell he's capable of understanding monsters like us. We need to search, seek, and destroy. Destroy Alex Senior. We both know that's what you want to do.”

“Hmmm...”

She could tell by the expression on Harmony's face she was busy mulling over Brittany's version of a motivation speech. Brittany wasn't going to sell millions of self help books in the near future. No one in their right mind would purchase a self help book from a woman whose idea of fun is bashing her victims skulls in with two by fours wrapped in barbwire. Soon a petite waitress stopped by the table to take their order. They ate, idly chat some more. Brittany left their morning breakfest thrilled she made time to catch up with Harmony, everyone needs a friend, including her.
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The red light above the camera lens flashes signaling the beginning of the video. The scene opens up on me sitting at the head of my bed sporting my brand new jet black hair. I felt it was time for a change. I feel the raven black look will do wonders for me. I was growing tired of the “Brittany looks like a man” jokes. Five years of the exact same lame jokes was beginning to wear on me. Hopefully now the immaturity of my opponents will cease. Highly unlikely. I thought it was worth it to try something. Even if the nonsense continues, to he honest with myself, I love my new look.

Anyway, I can't address Ryan Watson without addressing the elephant in the room. My Body, Heart and Soul epic against a woman I considered a friend. I run my fingers through my dyed raven black hair.


Brittany Lohan: Christy...

I pause for dramatic effect.

Brittany Lohan: … thank you.

I nod.

Brittany Lohan: I knew when I walked down to the ring at Body, Heart and Soul we were going to steal the show. I would have been disappointed if we had not brought down the house. Our match was physical. You showed me you were willing to do whatever it took to survive, even if that meant your boytoy and Ryan Watson's ring rat got involved in the match. No complaints here. Anything goes in an Underground Rules match. Don't worry. I have too much pride to bitch moan and complain about the events that transpired. I prefer to remember the magic you and I created. Despite my obsession with making you and every last person in Infamous suffer for my exile, I'm willing to give you credit where credit is due. That doesn't mean you are off the hook, Christy. You owe me one more match.

Brittany Lohan: You have my word. I will allow you to complete your journey to immortality. I have all the faith in the world you'll beat Jake. Whoever walks out of Breakdown the Heavyweight Champion I am confident you'll rip their fairy tale away from them at Retribution. I want you to become the Heavyweight Champion, no one deserves it more then you do. And when you do complete your journey, when your destiny becomes reality... then... I'll remind you I need a rematch. You are a challenge I need to overcome, so consider yourself part of my list. I will not rest until I beat you, Chris. You owe me that much.

I mean every word that came out of my mouth. An intense physical contest was what I needed to regain some semblance of momentum. I hadn't wrestled since Gang Rulz, so when the opportunity presented to work my way through Infamous and challenge the best, how could I say no. I know I can beat Christy. I almost had her. I couldn't obsess about her for too long. My Infamous world tour continues this Friday Night on Ammo, up next is a man I don't respect at all. Watson had the nerve to join Infamous barely a week after I was kicked out. No respect. Absolutely none at all. I have been waiting eleven months to teach him a lesson. He can't hide behind Twitter anymore, its clobbering time.

Brittany Lohan: “To listen to that snot nosed virgin Johnny Knots bill Ryan Watson my replacement is downright asinine. How is Ryan my replacement? Because that snot nosed punk conveniently joined Infamous one week after Rayvn booted me? That doesn't mean he's my replacement. When I was a member of The Infamous I was the heavy hitter. When the gang needed to cross thresholds they were too qualmish to, they relied on me. I was their muscle. I was their ruthless aggression. I was the woman who brought old school anarchy to the equation. Ryan provides none of that. How can he when he's a high flying adrenaline spot monkey? Don't get me wrong he possess a molecule of talent, you need to to hold the Adrenaline Championship for five months. Just don't confuse leeching off Infamous for replacing me. No one on this planet is capable of replacing me.”

Brittany Lohan: “All this replacement-upgrade psychobabble is a joke, much like you losing the Adrenaline Championship to Andrew Samuel Pugh. Thank you Ryan. Thanks for putting a smile to my face. Just the sole knowledge of you losing a championship that meant so much to you, to a man with less credibility then Mitt Romney makes me appreciate your INFAMOUS choke job. I have a blown up picture of the silly expression you made when Pugh was celebrating with his championship. Priceless Ryan. Simply priceless. I am going to keep that picture on my wall for a long long time. Finally, Ryan Watson is good for something besides being an annoying little rat. The only regret I have was not being present at ringside. Watching your epic fail over and over and over and over again on DVD is one thing. Being there up close and personal would've been the greatest moment of my life.”

I sigh.

Brittany Lohan: “Oh well. Can't rewind the past.”

I shrug my shoulders.

Brittany Lohan: “Something tells me our little affair Friday Night will more then make up for that. Instead of watching that snot nosed arrogant jackass be one hundred percent responsible for your suffering, you can hold me one thousand percent responsible this time. Its not the physical suffering I am looking forward to. I can kick your ass anytime I want. What I am anticipating more then anything is the emotional suffering you're bound to feel losing to me. You're under the asinine assumption you're my upgrade? Since one plus one equals two, losing to a woman you consider a downgrade to whatever you provide to Infamous will break you. I can see it now. Losing to Pugh and Brittany Lohan back to back? How the hell will you be able to cover, Ryan?”

Brittany Lohan: “And THAT is why I'm better than you. When it comes to ruthless aggression, I am the most callousness blood thirsty monster you'll ever step into the ring with. When I see an opportunity to add to the physical-emotional suffering of others, I am like a blood thirsty shark with her pearly whites flashing, salivating at the opportunity to devour her next meal. Ask Stacy! Ask Gable! Ask Anthony Wallace! Or why don't you ask Christy. She may have won the match, I guarantee she woke up the next morning wishing she never stepped in the ring with me. The only reason The Golden Girl is breathing right now is because Pete and Autumn saved her. Speaking of your little rug rat, tell her I said hello.”

If Ryan is a smart man he'll keep Autumn Daniels away from me. She wanted to interject herself in my Underground Rules match? Fine. She's fair game now. And to think I was going to leave her out of this. Up until Body, Heart and Soul she had done nothing to warrant my disdain. Autumn wants to be a big girl now? Fine by me. I'll break her neck. You should've stayed out of my business, little girl. As thoughts of breaking Autumn's neck flood my mind, a warm smirk carcasses my face.

Brittany Lohan: If you're looking for anybody to blame for what's about to happen to you Friday Night don't blame me. Blame Ravyn Taylor. The one thing about Ravyn, she derives a sick twisted pleasure out of treating the people in her life like lifeless chess pieces. Only a depraved woman could derive satisfaction turning the life of David Helms upside down. And only an emotionless woman is capable of discarding me like an inanimate object. She wants to discard me? Fine. I am going to show her there are consequences to be had. So from here on out I am going to treat all of her pawns the same way she treated me. Christy was the first to suffer. Ryan... you're next. Win or lose you'll remember my name, and you will rule the day you allowed Ravyn to sign your death warrant.

As the red light disappears signaling the end of the promo, all I can do now is wait patiently for Friday. I don't hate Ryan Watson. He's many things. He's annoying. He's an arrogant ass. He doesn't know when to shut up. Being arrogant, annoying and arrogant isn't enough for me to want his blood. If having those characteristics were enough to inspire me to kill, I would have killed ninety perfect of the roster by now. Ryan's only crime was being the man to “replace” me. And for that, I will string out his eternal damnation until I grow bored.

Get on your knees Mr. Watson... get on your knees and pray.
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