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| Regan Street vs. Rylee Parthenopaeus | |
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| Topic Started: Oct 2 2012, 06:42 PM (270 Views) | |
| Kassie Khane | Oct 2 2012, 06:42 PM Post #1 |
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Regan Street vs. Rylee Parthenopaeus RP Limit: 3 per match; 4 per team for tag matches Deadline: 11:59 pm EST Friday, October 12, 2012 ~~Good Luck Everyone!~~ |
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| Street | Oct 11 2012, 10:50 PM Post #2 |
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"The Hellcat" Regan Helms
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![]() Hellcat: A woman regarded as bad-tempered and evil; a spiteful fierce-tempered woman; A woman who torments others. ”Dirty Deeds don’t come cheap right? What did you think I was a nice girl? Did you think that because of my past, my desire to make my little sister proud that I was some good girl living in this cruel world? That I was supposed to be an inspiration for all of you? Please, I could care less what you people think of me or anyone else for that matter. I beat to my own drum, I have said that in the past and I don’t care what anyone thinks of me. Am I above drugging someone? I think I already answered that question because you see I am not above anything. I want results, I am going to get the result that I desire and no one will stop me from doing it. I showed SCW just how far I am willing to go to make a statement, how quickly the Champion’s celebratory period was nullified because simply put, I wasn’t going to wait, I wasn’t going to sit around and watch the braggadocios rants of the Bird. Message sent, message received now all you have to ask yourselves is one thing…”What is “The Hellcat” going to do next”?” Regan’s Beach House Santa Monica, CA. Evening Last Weekend The beautiful and sexy Regan Street kicks back on her red leather couch painting her toe nails black…. She wears black shorts, a cut off white tank top with her long blonde hair in a half ponytail…. While she gives herself a pedicure she watches TV, mainly footage of the SCW Women’s Champion while drinking a glass of wine, the bottle sitting on the coffee table.….. Regan cracks a smile…. She talks in a mocking voice…. Regan:”Oooh…my creatures of the night, I am your Swan and this is the Black Swan Title because I ran out of ideas and I wanted to be like Katie Steward…ANOTHER blonde but do not worry creatures it’s a symbol of our power because I beat Regan Street and I’m like totally the best now! May we feed on maggots and shit on cars my creatures.” Regan rolls her eyes and starts to laugh a little why painting her toe nails…. Regan:”Yes…yes…creatures I told you I was going to win! Yes another blonde has fallen to the wayside, another generic bimbo sent by the SCW brass has…..” The door suddenly opens, Brittany Lohan walks in dressed in jeans, a black pull over blouse and black sandals…. Regan looks up at her and pauses the TV…. Britt:”Don’t you ever get tired of watching this shit?” Regan lets out a giggle….. Regan:”Pedicure?” Brittany shakes her head as she sits next to Regan….. Britt:”No thanks. You know they have little Asian women that do that for you.” Regan giggles…. Regan:”I was bored and had a sudden urge to use the color….black. Go figure.” Brittany shakes her head ….. Regan:”On another note…….” Regan pours Brittany a glass of Merlot and hands it over to her, the two ladies toast…. Regan:”So you wanted to talk, let’s talk.” Regan sips her wine as does Lohan who cracks a mischievous smile, looking right into Regan’s green eyes as if they were a creamy jade…… Britt:”First of all, congratulations on joining Rachel (Foxx) and I in FOXX GLOBAL.” Regan chuckles, leaning back on the sofa after finishing her pedicure…. Regan:”Trinity always told me to surround myself with powerful people that have the same goals I have. She has her husband, Simon Lyman and her brother in law a familiar name in SCW, Donovan Kayl. They have dominated wrestling outside of SCW of course and I think it’s time SCW gets a little squeeze if you know what I mean. Too many folks here have become complacent dear Britt, I think it’s time we shake up their complacency. I told you from the very first day we started talking on Twitter that I admired you, your strength, presence and your sheer brutality…it’s a turn on.” Britt smirks…. Regan:”When I wrestled Rachel Foxx I knew right there that she was a woman that I could see myself aligning with, strong, vicious and that take no prisoner attitude. It’s a war of numbers Britt in SCW, it’s always been and now we have numbers. I am honored to be on your side, to be on Rachel’s side and together the three of us? “Hell’s Belle’s”? Oh we are going to raise it…..they have no idea what’s coming.” Britt sips her wine…. Britt:”Rachel and I had our eyes on you the moment you walked into SCW, from the first time you came on TV, your no fear, carefree attitude intrigued us because we were looking at a woman who just arrived, no prior wrestling experience and yet you were conducting yourself like a veteran, you beat everyone in your path and though you hit a hiccup, you bounced back quite nicely, the real sign of a pro…..or a “Hellcat”. We knew then that you were the type of woman, the last piece of our puzzle to finally bring Foxx Global back to the forefront. You’re right Regan; they don’t know what is coming.” The two ladies share a laugh and toast their glasses again as they sip….. Britt:”My little sister is concerned, she won’t admit it but I can see it in her face, she is concerned about you.” Regan laughs…. Regan:”Me? Please Britt what is there to be concerned about seriously?” Brittany points at the paused picture of The Black Swan……. Britt:”That.” Regan slowly looks over at the TV and then back at Brittany…. Regan:”She has nothing to be concerned about. What does she think? It’s an obsession? Please, I’m obsessed with diamonds not Birds. Determined? Well that’s a different story but I am not obsessed by the Bird. I mean really Britt, do I look like the type that obsesses over anything? Of course not what I am is a sore loser, I’ll admit it because I should have won that match, I made one mistake, a mistake I will never make again. Do you now the kind of shit I have to put up with listening to the Bird brag about how wonderful she is and how she was right? Completely ignoring everything I said to her but you know what…NOW I have her attention. So what does SCW do? They punish me and throw me on Aggression against Rylee Parthenopaeus? This …..Bird goes up on the websites, people praising her and talking about what a great Champion she is well that is BULLSHIT! Do you want to know what really pisses me off?” Brittany nods….. Britt:”I’m all ears.” Regan:”Is the fact that the Bird has her Women’s Championship….sorry “Black Swan” Championship, real fucking original and Madelyne MacTaggert has the Women’s Championship, a belt I took and gave to her and let’s see what does Regan Street have at the present moment….oh that’s right NOTHING.” Regan stands up and begins to pace….. Regan:”Oh that’s going to change Britt, that is going to change and I will take away her dignity, her pride and she will learn to live in humility while I hold what is dear to her, the WOMEN’S Championship. That’s not an obsession, that’s a creed, that’s a fact and that is MY motivation. So tell Dawn to chill out, she has nothing to be concerned about.” Brittany sits up…. Britt:”She adores you, she will do anything for you Regan. Aside from the Bird, aside from McTaggert and everything going on in SCW, I want you to think about YOU. At the end of the day it’s not the Bird you come home to, it’s YOU and it’s Dawn.” Regan shakes her head laughing…. Regan:Thank God I don’t come home to the Bird, the bitch would be in a cage ass up and her clown would probably be sitting half naked on the bed getting off on the Rocky Horror Picture Show in his granny’s panties.” Brittany tries not to laugh…… Britt:”Do you see yourself with Dawn, I mean in something more serious?” Regan stops pacing…. Regan:”I don’t know, Britt I always end up hurting people that I care about. I do, it’s nature’s way of telling me I will die alone and I’m okay with that. I have had relationships with both men and women, they have never worked out because I beat to my own drum, living with someone and answering to someone ….even not trying to hurt them because I would NEVER intentionally hurt Dawn ….it just happens.” Brittany shakes her head…. Britt:”She doesn’t care you know? She is ready to risk that and go on that journey with you. She has already told you and aside from all of this shit going on, aside from your desire to be Women’s Champion there has to come a time when you are ready to understand that you have something special right in front of you and you shouldn’t ignore it.” Regan sighs…. Regan:”It becomes a deterrent, I don’t want that to happen to us Britt, I don’t want my career to fall short….I like her a lot, I care about her a lot and that scares me because the people I care for the most are the ones I hurt and I can’t hurt her Britt, I won’t. I refuse to.” Brittany stands up and approaches Regan…. Britt:”You are assuming you are going to hurt her already. Give my sister credit, she is tougher than she looks or thinks. You of all people should see that, she has never left your side, win or lose she thinks the world of you and that is saying a lot. She has done things that I know she is ashamed of, she has secrets that she will tell you because that’s how much you mean to her. Don’t turn your back away from her Regan, don’t kill this before it starts, if I did that I would be a miserable bitch right now.” Regan smirks…. Regan:”You are a miserable bitch Britt.” They both laugh a little…. Britt:”Okay so maybe I can be at times but look at yourself now and look at yourself 5 years from now. I too don’t want to see my sister hurt but I know how much you mean to her and without you that would hurt her more than anything imaginable.” Regan nods…. Regan:”I will do my best, it’s all I can say. If she is willing to take the good with the bad than I’m fine with that but I can’t promise anything, I don’t want to hurt her, I don’t….and I will do my best not to but Britt, I’m a bitch, I always have been and I had a moment of weakness leading up to Apocalypse, that moment cost me and that moment will never happen again. The Hellcat has been unleashed and if Dawn can handle that than I will put my best foot forward.” Brittany places her hand on Regan’s shoulder with a warm smile….. Britt:”It’s all I ask Regan, she will fight for you and as long as you understand that than it’s all I ask. As for this?” Her eyes shift to the TV Screen…. Britt:”I personally love it. Did you really think we thought you would sit idly by and do absolutely nothing? Did you really think that we thought you would “move on”? Your obsession is not with her, your obsession is with…..success. I respect that, Rachel respects that and that’s why you are with us. We are family now Regan.” Regan cracks a smile…. Regan:”Yes we are.” The two embrace…….Regan rests her head on the broad shoulders of Lohan…. Staring at the TV right into the eyes of The Black Swan… 2 Hours Later….. Brittany Lohan leaves to go meet up with Rachel Foxx, Regan closes the door behind her and walks over to the coffee table, she takes the remote and shuts the tv….. She throws the remote on the couch next to her Persian Cat, Cheshire as she makes her way up the stairs….. Walking into her bedroom she lays on her back in the huge California king bed, staring up at the ceiling….. Regan:”I like her a lot, I do and I think about her all the time but I know me, I know how I am and I know that I will eventually hurt her, I always do. I hurt Mikeala when I ran from home, I hurt my family other than my dad…fuck him. Shit man it seems like every relationship I am in goes south but it’s obvious no one is good enough for me. I guess they say that when you are in love all you care about is that other person’s feelings, I get it but I mean who ever has time for love, I have a Bird to Pluck right?” Regan continues to look up at the ceiling….. Regan:”I will try for you Dawn….I promise that. I never break a promise. Isn’t that right Bird?” Regan turns o her side and opens the drawer in her back night stand, she takes out a picture and stares at it…… Regan:”The early bird gets the worm right? Oh Birdie…..never….break….a…..promise.” Regan continues to stare down the picture…. The picture of the Woman’s Champion, Marina Trent…. With two red “X’s” on her eyes…… Regan starts to laugh while rolling on the bed….. And laugh…… And laugh …... SCENE FADES ”Opportunities come and go but it is up to us to make sure they continue to present themselves. Opportunities multiply as they are seized, what most don’t realize is that you yourself need to make those opportunities happen. After Apocalypse I could have easily balled up in a corner, taken a step back and gone to the end of the line and wait my turn like a good little kitten but I didn’t, instead what I did was make a statement, scream in the face of SCW and tell them that this is only the beginning and I will make my own opportunities. I’m not waiting for shit, I will do what I have to do to get my rematch and take what I know belongs to me, the SCW Women’s Championship. I made some rookie mistakes and as much as people want to talk I almost took that belt, this time? I know EXACTLY what I need to do and I will do it to every single challenger, will it be easy? No, it will be difficult but difficulties mastered are opportunities won.” ” To hell with circumstances; I create opportunities.” -Bruce Lee DECISION TIME Regan adjusts the camera and looks right into it with her green eyes…. “Decisions, decisions, decisions it’s an everyday occurrence and the day is full of them right? Like for example this morning when you rolled your fat ass out of bed, stretched, stunk the whole house up with your morning breath, scratched your private parts as you walk out of your room to the bathroom, trip over the cat or maybe it was the fat, lazy dog…. Grab your toothbrush where all the bristles are smashed telling you “Hey asshole time to get another toothbrush”, brush your teeth, floss and …. …wait nobody friggin’ flosses nowadays….. Gargle your scope, spit it out and jumps in the shower to wash your dirty ass…. You have just made 10 decisions in the process. What ten decisions you ask? Okay, you didn’t have to roll out of bed, you decided to stretch, scratch your private parts, not buy a new toothbrush, brush the teeth, the toothpaste you used, the brand of brush, the mouthwash, the type of mouthwash and the decision to shower which many do not. Yes all those decisions were made subconsciously.” Regan raises an eyebrow… “So how does this pertain to you, it’s simple every single day of your lives you make decisions, some good and some bad. Take for example SCW. SCW lately has made a slew of decisions, most notably demoting me to their “C” show, Sunday Night Aggression. Now I have a special treat for Sunday Night Aggression, I have a surprise and I will unveil that at a later date but for now let’s talk about SCW, the same SCW that the Bird claims is against her, the same SCW that the Bird claims that I was sent to somehow unseat her as Woman’s Champion in some grand conspiracy where a bunch of “Stepford Wives” will be out to get the Bird…… “Hello pretty Birdie, I’m Regan, can I take you to the market today and then we could pick beautiful sugar plums!” Blah…..yes THAT SCW. It seems like SCW has been making some pretty bad decisions lately, I mean first instead of pursuing Madelyne MacTaggert for the old Women’s Championship they just let her have it as a consolation prize. The same SCW that allows all the bitches in this Promotion to make themselves the Champion of Nonsense, The Black Swan Champion and hell even the “I Can give A Better Pedicure” Championship. Yes my good “Hellions” or would you prefer “Feliners”, I need to have a catchy phrase to call all of you morons out there so I can be as cool as the Bird and her “Creatures of the Night”.” Regan winks…. “Let’s go Hellions...so now my Hellions the fad is to grab your Championship and call it whatever you like. Again these are all decisions made by these bright bimbos and the marketing genius known as SCW. So I get punished, I get punished because I had a little bit of fun correct? Now the rumor has it from that “Peak” guy whatever his name is that I have caused a safety issue against other wrestlers mainly the Bird….. You know what? Before we get to that let’s go back to decisions. SCW decided to put me on Aggression and my opponent they decided on was Rylee Parthenopeaus. Was that a bad decision on SCW’s part? Well yes if you are Rylee. Rylee you are pretty devastated right now, I can relate girl so let’s have a bonding moment here okay schnookums. You just suffered your first loss to Sarah Danger. Now I know Sarah personally, she’s a bad bitch no question about it but this is your chance little trooper to bounce on back on the winning track!” Regan laughs… “Who the fuck are we kidding right? Let me share with you a little story, it’s really heartwarming, see there was this blonde, she had a number but shit I forgot what it was, sorry my guess is 43 but don’t quote me on that. This blonde made a few mistakes and lost in her PPV debut match, in the biggest match of her career against the Bird. She had to endure the dirt sheets, the SCW praises of this Bird and how did she respond? With the help of her next opponent GODWIN. He was so kind to give her some really good advice; she went into Breakdown and beat him by giving him a “Catnap”. Inspiring isn’t it? I thought so considering that was me. Yeah I have to thank GODWIN for the great advice he gave me about shaking off the loss and moving forward though I really didn’t need it I knew that by beating his ass I would move forward and I have done that. It didn’t matter Rylee how big, bad and strong he was he went out like a little bitch. Hey GODWIN thanks for the help buddy! You were my inspiration!” Regan smiles giving two thumbs up….. “So back to decisions Rylee. On your end you made the decision to come into professional wrestling. You could have been a model…a plus size one at that but it would have been a great career move. Your cute, your tale……cute and you are a good wres……cute. Yes you are CUTE. Rylee, SCW though didn’t make a good decision here sending you to fight me. SCW did not make a good decision demoting me to the “C” Show. SCW did not make a good decision in using you as the next sacrificial Lamb. In other words Rylee, SCW fucked you. Yes Rylee, they did and the decision you made for becoming a professional wrestler is one that on Sunday you will heavily regret. I have to admit though Rylee, I’m a bit pissed at you…. Sarah Danger popped your wrestling cherry much like the Bird did mine and I so much wanted to do that myself so you took that way from me, you took that opportunity away when you wrestled Danger. Now I’m going to take it out on you Rylee, it’s a simple case of wrong place, wrong time. See Rylee I am going to make an example of you. I do not respect you, I do not care who you have beaten and I really don’t care who you think you are. You can go shopping, tan, hang out with those A.A. girls I hear so little about and really enjoy yourself while you can because this isn’t a match Rylee, it’s an example. I am going to make an example of you for the Bird, for SCW and to the fans for the WRONG decisions that were made in putting you in this match. Now I know Rylee you will come out with your sayings, your spunk, your “I’m gonna win” speech, don’t overlook me crap and the “I have the talent to beat you” nonsense, I know because I fell for that against the Bird. None of that matter Rylee, your past wins, your recent setback, your impressive win/loss record and your talent…NONE of it until you beat me and you won’t. It’s not me talking shit it’s me being straight forward with you Rylee, I’m not going to Aggression to have a great match, I am going there to destroy you and again it’s nothing personal, you and SCW need to make better decisions next time. You are entering MY show, you will be in MY ring and you will serve ONE purpose on that show, to fall at the feet of Regan Street, the paws of “The Hellcat”.” Regan makes claw gestures out of her hands…. “The next to experience The Regan Era. Rylee, I’m not going to take two steps back, I am not going to crumble and lose to you…I refuse to. I will do to you what I did to GODWIN and that is simply outwrestle, outclass and outwit you. Now I could take the Bird approach and call you a clone, another brunette! Or I can say here is another Gyro eating Greek though I like Gyros and now I am making myself hungry so I will stop with the Gyro talk….. Bad Regan….Bad! Rylee, I don’t know too much about you outside of your cute ass and what you have done in the ring and I personally don’t care, the less the better so when I break every bone in your body I won’t feel guilty and not having consequence is like Christmas Morning….then again who says I would feel guilty? Let me let you in on a little secret….. I WOULDN’T BE. Rylee Parthenopeaus, I don’t lie, I have no time for it, you will be my vessel for the message I send to the Bird, you will be my vessel for the message I send to SCW, you will be my vessel for the message I send to any and all wrestlers that have any idea or hope that they think they can get one over on Regan Street that you my Greek friend can ABANDON ALL HOPE. You will learn very quickly that you never get in the way of a determined and pissed off Hellcat. You might be the future of this sport, you might be a flash in the pan but whatever you might be I guarantee you that you will be defeated. You’re used to the bright lights and big city coming from Las Vegas, you’re a tall girl and you can box…. That’s nice...... Do I care? Of course not but I am sure you already knew that. Welcome to The Regan Era sweet Rylee, don’t worry though, losing a second week in a row won’t hurt as much….. Who am I kidding? It’s going to hurt….. And hurt….. And hurt….. See you at Aggression “Poutana”. Regan smiles and runs her hand through her hair…… “Decisions, we all make them don’t we Bird? Watch closely at Aggressions to what happens when you make the wrong decisions as poor Rylee has. Now you came out pretty proud of yourself weren’t you? Patting yourself on the wings, telling all the “Creatures” how you did exactly what you said you were going to do and how you defeated me and threw it right into SCW’s face because I was just thrown into the Championship match due to the fact that my bestest friend in the entire world, Madelyne McTaggert ran off with the Women’s Championship. You had your hairy chest all out, so proud like Sam the Eagle boasting and bragging about your triumphant title defense at Apocalypse there is just one little thing….. You broke your own “Golden” rule my Goose.. Rule #1, NEVER LIE isn’t that right Bird? Never lie to your creatures, to me, to SCW and to the powers at be. Well you came out here talking like you vanquished me? Did we forget Bird that one battle does not win the war? Oh wait, that’s right you thought it wasn’t a war right? You thought It was one and done. I mean I know you are ugly, dumb and confused but I’m a Street you Looney Bird……oh you Looney Little Bird. You were so proud, so braggadocios, not even paying attention to anything I said because in your Birdcage, your own delusional little world you thought I didn’t exist anymore did you? Oh Bird, I exist and I had to remind you, so I took it upon myself to do just that and it was rather easy. All I had to do is let the Bird…. Drink from the fountain. Yes Bird, you drank and then suddenly your world became fuzzy. Soon you passed and took a little bird nap though you were snoring like a fucking Turkey…gobble, gobble. So while you were asleep I took it upon myself to…. Don’t worry I didn’t get fresh with you; I wouldn’t want to catch salmonella poisoning. Instead I tickled your beak and smiled in your face as I dyed your hair bleach blonde and I have to admit it was a vast improvement. The Black Swan became The Golden Goose….. She became ONE OF US. Actually if you believe that than you are dumber than you look. You will never be one of us, you will never have more fun and you will never experience what a Blonde truly is because you are NOT good enough. While I dyed your hair I want you to keep in mind my reaction, watch it so it is embedded in your mind….” Regan sarcastically laughs…. “Yes, I laughed at you Marina Trent. So now you are concerned about your safety because I gave you a much needed nap. You had bags under your eyes, you looked tired and I was only trying to help a sister out. That’s right, you actually should thank me for what I did, I allowed you to take a nap, ride in a car with ME and I for no charge gave you an EXTREME Makeover. So how do you respond? You and SCW talk about suing me? SUING ME? Oh please don’t make me laugh. So I put you in danger, I broke the rules because I took you out of a SCW arena, I am now up for some type of punishment and for starters I have been relegated to Aggression and out of the Spotlight but ask yourself this Bird….. Is The Hellcat really out of the spotlight? Oh no Birdie, instead I am going to take Aggression over in the biggest Hellcat Production and call it STREET NIGHT AGGRESSION all in dedication to you, Marina Trent, The Black Swan Champion….for arguments sake I will feed your ego just this one time. As for SCW, TRY IT. Try to sue me, try to punish me because I haven’t EVEN BEGUN to give you a reason to sue me yet.” Regan laughs…. “I’m sorry that I made your victory celebration go sour, I am sorry that your constant bragging was nothing more than met by a good stiff kick in the ass and the best improvement you have ever had. I am sorry that your sex life is so bad that you nowadays can’t even get laid by a clown….. Yes Birdie….. I am sorry. I am sorry that your Black Swan Championship will soon be leaving your possession and coming to me but do not fret Bird because I will never change the name of that title, I will keep it the Black Swan Championship as a CONSTANT reminder of who took it from you, who beat you for it and who you can look up at and see the Creatures of the Night and my Hellions, shit even the Republicans and Democrats will unite screaming in one loud voice…. PLUCK THE BIRD! Yes Bird, yes….. Rylee’s punishment is a taste of things to come and after all of your lawsuits, after the Board of Directors side with you, the same person who cried about SCW against you? Please Marina I was blind leading into Apocalypse but now I know exactly what is going on, I know exactly who you are and like you said RULE #1…. NO MORE LIES. Changing the color of your hair was only the beginning, you can LIE to everyone here but no one is buying it. I want you to remember that I will never lie to you, I feel like we have this connection and I hope you realize that what I do is to benefit you. Yes Bird, that’s how much I care for you see, Madelyne took your belt, SCW gave you a new one, you then defeated me and I was left to clean Madelyne’s mess. The Bird then became the SCW Black Swan Champion and what did Regan have? NOTHING. So now I will take what is rightfully mine, not for Madelyne, not for any of these idiots and not for you Birdie….. I will do it for me. For I will not stop, I will do what I want when I want and nothing you do to me will deter me from accomplishing that goal. I am merely preparing you for the inevitable for I might be a “Carbon Copy” as so you eloquently put it….. But then again I’m not the one wearing the costume. Don’t worry Bird, there is so much more to talk about but right now I feel I’ll save it for later. Sue me, avenge the dye job, do whatever you want because nothing will change for I am watching you, stalking…..waiting….listening….ready to …. HUNT, CAPTURE, KILL…… The only voice in the night that your creatures will hear….. …..will be the screaming sounds of your agony. Shhh…..then the night will be silent and…... Silence is Golden.” SCENE FADES I AM REGAN STREET “THE HELLCAT” #PluckTheBird ”How do you bounce back from defeat, especially your first loss ever? Well many will try to get back into shape and work it out, get their groove on and get back to physical shape. I’m already in peak physical shapes so why the Hell would I ever want to do that? No you see how I respond? It’s called revenge. See while you are boasting how great you are I am plotting what to do next. Is it because I’m a sore loser? Maybe it is and maybe it isn’t. What’s worse the sore loser or the boastful winner? Think about that for a second, a boastful winner thinks they have won it all and walk around towards the next fight full of confidence but the sore loser is mad, they want to win and will do whatever it takes to get that win at ANY cost. They will slowly break the winner down and set them up for the kill, it’s what a Hellcat does. Funny thing is, I have only just begun to humiliate the Bird. The hunter has become the hunted.” |
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| Rylee | Oct 12 2012, 07:26 AM Post #3 |
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Sorry for the major disapointment. I am really struggling with this character. All of this is character development and not at all a promotional appearance. I am sorry to Street and everyone else for the lack of work. Been thinking about possible rewrites and all but nothing sticking solid. ALso if a fed head could contact me as soon as possible as well. I would very much like to talk. Thanks...And Regan, I enjoyed your rp hon. ***************** Character Development [align=center]~*~ Location: Family’s Deli Time: 11:00am ~*~ The changing of the seasons was defiantly here. There was a slight chill to the air that made the overly paranoid bundle up from head to toe in fear of catching a cold. Unfortunately for them, unless they were wrapped in their own personalized and sanitized bubble. They were bound to get the common cold other ways...Simple hand shake, a close by sneeze, sharing drinks, and the list can go on and on...Which honestly in truth meant that it must me for comfort reasons and nothing more. Which was all together understandably sound. Then again with much thought, anything could be reasonably sound. Just depended upon the way you looked at it. Unfortunately for one diva, it wasn’t all together easy. In fact, just outside her parent’s deli, Rylee Parthenopaeus sat at one of the cafe tables outside with her friends Megan and Rachel. As Megs as Rylee calls her, chows down along with Rachel...Rylee picks at her sandwhich which still has not even been touched in the sense being eaten. Rachel gives Megs that knowning look and they both glance towards Rylee in unison with questioning looks. Ever since her return home she hasn’t been the same. Almost as if she was wounded on the inside or broken. Rachel: Ok what gives? Rylee: Huh...Wha? Megan: Like Rach said Ry Ry....What gives? You haven’t been yourself since you got home the other day. Rylee glanced from one to the other wondering honestly what the heck they were going on about. She didn’t noticed a difference in her behavior, but then again she has had a lot on her mind she wouldn’t know if a snake jumped out at her and bit her. Now thinking about it, that in upon itself was alarming. Rylee: How so? Again she pretends to not understand hoping her friends wouldn’t push the issue. But knowing her luck, that was not about to happen. Not with these two. They were loyal and were as vicious as pitbulls. So when they wanted to know something. They often ganged up. Talk about tag teaming it...Shesh...Couldn’t they for once just mind their own business? She thought to herself as she glances from Megan to Rachel and then back again. Rachel: You have been quiet as hell, when normally you have something to say about something and or someone. Not to mention, you really don’t seem to be in the mood to shop or do much of anything. Megan: We are concerned. Is something bugging you or is it something serious? Rylee: I just dunno anymore. Rachel: We are your friends... Megan nodded in agreement as she reached out casually for her glass and took a drink to wash down her bite of sandwich, causing the ice cubes with in to clink together as everything with in her glass shifts. Once finished, she quietly sets the glass forward as Rylee puts down her sandwich for yet the upteenth time. Megan: Come on Rylee...We are your friends. We are here for you... Rylee sighed at their persistence, and finally sat back in her chair to look at them both. Rylee: I dunno. I didn’t go into my last match with my head on my shoulders. I should have pulled out but my ethics wouldn’t let me. I knew I would lose not because I lacked skill or talent. But because I was not of sound mind. I just feel blah lately. Rachel: Losing interest in being in the spot light or the spor.... Rylee: NO! Rylee protested before her friend could even finished as she shook her head. Megan: Then I wonder what has you down in the dumps. Rachel: Could be that she needs to get a good lay in. BOTH Megan AND Rylee: Rachel! Rachel meeped in alarm as she shrugged, blushing a bit in her self proclaimed innocence. Rachel: Well....It is the turn ain’t it? Megan: You always go to sex. Rachel: Well whom doesn’t feel good after a good grind. Rylee: Maybe she is right. BOTH Rachel AND Megan: Say whaaaa? Both women look to their distraught friend in unison. Rylee: Maybe she is right. Maybe I need a good lay, but I don’t want some cheap ass one night stand. Rachel: Do my ears decieve me? Is Rylee Parthenopaeus wanting to settle down. Rylee: Hey hey now...I said nothing about marriage. Megan: Kinda sounded like it. Rylee: Shut up... Rachel and Megan chuckled, as they see the flare of their old friend again. Rylee: I know I am not no virgin, but this time...Next time I mean I just want it to be with someone more meaningful. That will be there and supportive of my habits. Megan: Well if he isn’t...You could always kick the shit out of him. That caused Rylee to chuckle a bit. Her friend was right. It was just she was tired of being lonely, and she didn’t know how badly it was until now. Because the more she thought about it she realized that was her problem. She had no one physically in her corner. Sure, her friends rooted for her back home...But to have someone back stage, or coming with her to the ring. God she was desperate. She was going to have to do something about this and fast. She could afford to let this ruin her line of work or her enjoyment of that. Not just that, but there was still plenty of time to settle down. For now she would brush it off as depression...A depression that she knew would nag and gnaw at her, but with the power of will over mind...She would stamp it down and make it submit...Not her to it. With a smile, she nodded to herself and her new conviction. Reaching out she took a hold of her sandwich and bring it up to her mouth so that she could take a bite. God it was cold. Pouting, she gave a gentle shrug and continued to consume the bite while placing her sandwich back down on to the plate. Once she had finished that bite, she cleared her throat as each of her friends continued to enjoy their lunch as well. Rylee: I honestly think that is only half of it. Either way I have to figure it out and soon. I am set to face Regan Street and she has been doing pretty well from what I have heard of her. Megan: You aren’t afraid are you? Rachel: Are you kidding me Megs? She welcomes the challenge don’t cha? Rylee nodded, as she took a sip from her drink before setting it back down. Rylee: I do more then that I crave it. I know Regan will put up a fight like the others, and won’t at all be a disappointment. I just hope she understands that because I am down in the dumps that I haven’t lost that spark. That drive that keeps me going. Because if she has, she has got another thing coming. Because I am not at all a push over. I am someone you should take into serious consideration when looking at the bigger picture. I mean hell everyone has their dried spells and wonder where to go from there. But not me. I just needed to take some time to really think about things and now I am ready to go again. Second wind and all. Megan: There is the old Ry Ry we know. Rachel: True that....I am glad to see you coming out of the dumps. Because, not to be mean hon...But you were a drag. Rylee: God, I love you too Rach...Geeze...Next time you are down I will make sure to cheer you up too. Rachel: Gawd, I am sorry bout that girl...I tend to say the dumbest things when tense... Rylee and Megan nodded in agreement, as Rylee pushed her unfinished sandwich forward. She was done, and honestly her hot sandwich now cold didn’t taste good. Rylee: Nah, I understand but I had to give you a hard time. Rachel nodded in agreement to that as she too pushed her now emptied plate forward. Megan: So what’s next? Rylee: Well I got to get back into my routine. I only have a couple days until show time. And I want to be back to as close to my old self again if not completely when I take on Regan. I want to show the federation sponsors and management that I haven’t lost that edge. So I am gunna go to the gym later and work out. Rachel: Don’t over doing. A cram session like that will only do harm then good. Rylee: You aren’t my mother Rach, I know my limits. And I don’t plan on doing anything that will cost me my career. Megan: Rylee you are being testy again. Rylee sighed as she slouched a bit in her seat. Rylee: Sorry Rach.. Rachel: No sweat....Though how about we hit the town for a few before you go to the gym. Rylee: Sounds good to me. Megan: Cool...Let’s go. The three of them began to clean up their mess out of respect to Rylee’s parents whom own the place. However, as they disposed of the waste leaving the trays behind...Rylee couldn’t help but think on her up coming match. She was still uncertain, but not about her capabilities..She was just not sure how it would pan out. She wanted to act the part of being this beautiful bad ass...But even she too was doubtful..Maybe once she won again, it would restore whatever was lacking. She was just going to have to make sure that her match went in a positive direction and in her favor. Even if it meant playing a little dirty...[/align] |
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"The Hellcat" Regan Helms
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ooc: No worries, I've been there, we all have. I'll hit you up with some ideas for her and see if your interested.![]() Hellcat: A woman regarded as bad-tempered and evil; a spiteful fierce-tempered woman; A woman who torments others. ”We are all proud of our accomplishments that’s a given but when does it become bragging? I mean seriously I will boast a little here or there I’m not going to lie but I will never think that my opponent is done with, that I will never see them again in the ring. If you believe that then you are dumber than you look and that is pretty hard to do. It’s foolish, it’s silly and it’s ignorant. The greatest Champions are the ones that take one challenger at time but the minute they focus on another thinking they were done with the previous one that’s when they end up face down in a parking lot or even in the middle of the ring wondering what the Hell happened. That’s right; the same question a certain “Bird” was asking herself. Brag all you want, seeing the look on your face after you fail, after all the band wagoner’s jump off your cart, then you will feel true humility knowing that I hold what you covet, The “Black Swan” Championship. I love Happy endings.” Regan’s Home Santa Monica, CA. 10/9/12 7:00 AM The beautiful and sexy Regan Street walks out of her bathroom dressed and ready to travel to Baltimore for her taping of Aggression, she wears jeans, black knee high boots, a grey long sleeve blouse with her long wavy blonde hair resting over her right shoulder….. She walks over to the bed, leans and kisses a sleeping Dawn Lohan on the lips as she is set to walk out, Dawn opens her eyes and smiles…. Dawn:”Leaving already?” Regan cracks a half-smile….. Regan:”Yeah…it’s this thing called wrestling and I have to go for tapings in Baltimore remember? Anyways, make yourself at home and I’ll be back Thursday.” Dawn nods…. Regan grabs her suitcase….. Dawn:”Be careful okay? Don’t do anything stupid.” Regan stops, she drops her suitcase and turns around…… Regan:”What the Hell is that supposed to mean?” Dawn sits up knowing she just struck a nerve…. Dawn:”Nothing, just with all the heat surrounding what you did to Trent I just don’t want to see anything happen to you honey that’s all.” Regan tilts her head, a bit annoyed as she folds her arms…. Dawn:”I just meant that there is already talk about suing you or even putting you in handcuffs and hauling you off to jail. I can’t bear thinking about any of that happening to you sweetie that’s all. I’m worried about you and how you have been acting lately towards her and after what you did I know that you will not stop until you have the Women’s Championship but you can beat her Regan without all of this that’s all. Just please be careful because you know she will be looking for retribution.” Regan laughs…. Regan:”Don’t you think I know that? Don’t you think I expect it? I would be gravely disappointed if she didn’t at least try to do something. SCW wants to sue me? Babe…I CAN BUY SCW that’s how much money I have. Do you really think that scares me? Is it going to stop me from me doing anything else? No it’s not. They wanted the Hellcat, they will get the HELLCAT. Let them try to handcuff me and I will shove the cuffs up their collective asses. I’m not going to be the jailbird honey. Look, I understand you are concerned but this beyond just a match. I don’t expect you to understand Dawn.” Regan grabs her suitcase…… Regan:”Now….I’m leaving. I will see you Thursday.” Regan goes to walk out….. Dawn:”You’re better than this, I support you in anything you do but you are better than this.” This time Regan drops the suitcase….. And turns around not too happy…. Regan:”This is exactly what I was telling your sister the other day! We come from different worlds Dawn! No I am not better than this as a matter of fact I am FAR worse. What I did what only the tip of the surface of what I can and are fully capable of doing Dawn. The Bird was LUCKY, okay? Lucky that I didn’t go a step or two further. I did what I did for a reason and you know what? It worked. I told you already that I haven’t even begun what I have planned! I’m glad you “support” me but I don’t need support, I don’t need approval. All I want from you is to know and accept who I am and THIS is WHO I AM!” Dawn sighs….. Dawn:”I know Regan, I know. I didn’t want to upset you, I just wanted to …..” Regan:”To what Dawn!?” Dawn:”To…tell you that I lo…..that I will always be honest with you. No secrets remember?” Regan looks away, irritated beyond belief….. Dawn:”No more secrets correct?” Regan nods…… Regan:”Yeah…….no more secrets…..and no more judging because that is what you are doing. You want to support me? Show it, understand it, accept it, it’s all I ask. I am who I am and I am not going to change for anyone. I warned you about this and you said you were willing to go along with this but….” Dawn:”I am.” Regan:”No…no you’re not. You are opinionated and I respect that because so am I but you don’t have the right to judge me. No one has the right to judge me Dawn. If I wanted to stick a cherry bomb up her ass and blew her feathers to Kingdom Come I WILL! If I wanted to rig the fireworks and have them blow up in her Clown’s face I would but someone already beat me to it. If I wanted to do more than dye her hair as she slept I would have, that is me and that will always be me and if you cannot accept that than don’t be here when I get back.” Regan again grabs her suitcase and turns to walk out…… Dawn:”I will be here when you get back. I am committed to making this work and I do support you. I am sorry it came out the way it did but I care about you and I worry okay? Is it my fault that I worry about you!? Is it my fault that I don’t want to see you get hurt!? I know you are part of FOXX GLOBAL now! I know that you are surrounded by two of the very best and the three of you will bring SCW to its knees! I know that you will beat Trent and take the Women’s Championship! I know Regan! That doesn’t change the fact that I worry, that I care so if you want to get mad at me for that then fine! I’m not going to stop caring because you think I judge you. Have a safe trip and I will be here when you get back! Go before you miss your flight.” Regan raises an eyebrow…. Regan:”It’s my private jet Dawn, they can’t leave without me.” Dawn:”Oh…..right.” Regan again picks up her suitcase…… Regan:”I’m going to ask you to not worry about me. I’m a big girl and I can take care of myself. I will say this Dawn; I with the exception of my little sister have never had anyone that cared about me like you have okay, I’m still trying to figure this entire thing out. Just have faith in me okay? I know what I am doing. It’s time I put my stamp in SCW, it’s time I prove everyone wrong and trust me I’m going to fucking love it when I do. I will be fine.” Dawn nods…… Regan:”I’ll see you Thursday.” Dawn:”I’ll be here.” Regan turns and walks out, Dawn lays back down in the bed…… Regan peaks her head back in and looks over at Dawn for a second wanting to say more but instead elects to walk out and head out to the airport….. Knowing that she truly does care….. SCENE FADES ”Inspiration? You want inspiration from me? Well don’t hold your breath because I am not here to inspire you. What inspires me is the pain and misery of others, yeah it sounds macabre but it’s the truth. I have suffered enough in this world, it’s time you all experience it a little. I am sick and tired of listening to people calling me a failure, have I really failed? Did you watch Breakdown? No I didn’t win the Women’s Championship but honestly it’s a technicality and a matter of time. Did I go back quietly into the night? Hell no, the worst thing that could have happened to any of you was me losing that match especially the Bird. Are you waiting for me to inspire you? Go ahead and wait, better yet watch me inspire myself by the humiliation of my opponents. The time to feel sorry for yourself is over, you want something done? Go out there and do it no matter the cost because in the end the only consequence I care for out of my actions is winning the Women’s Championship, which makes it all worth it.” 1st Mariner Arena Baltimore Maryland Sunday Night Aggression Tapings 2 Hours Before Showtime The SCW crews are working hard to get the ring set up, putting their last finishing touches before the tapings begin….. Three crew members make sure the tarps on the ring are placed properly, the ropes are secured, all of the proper signage is in place….. The crew members are a skinny, lanky man with long hair and a huge Adam’s Apple, a short, full figured female and an older balding gentleman who hasn’t missed too many meals…. As they continue their duties a pair of black boots stands in the line of sight as the older crew member looks up the long legs wearing jeans, the white tight top and leather jacket….. Her long blonde hair gives it away….. It is ”THE HELLCAT” REGAN STREET….. The crew members stop what they are doing…. Regan:”There are going to be some changes tonight so before you continue let’s go through those changes. See tonight on Aggression you are not going to get a slew of newcomers, rookies, lower mid-carders, you are getting Regan Street. So because Aggression is now more important than it is every other week watching Mr. Fatigue fall asleep mid-match or Vanessa Raymond get her ass handed to her by….anyone you actually have a proven superstar. So I’m going to need you…..” Regan points at the skinny man…. Regan:”I’m going to call you “Shilo” because you look like a Shilo. Also you their pudgy come here, you must be named “Marina”, I know lucky guess.” The female crewmember is about to speak but is quickly shut down by Regan….. Regan:”Marina when I want you to speak you will be told until then shut the fuck up, are we at an understanding?” ”Marina” nods….. Regan turns to the other crew member…. Regan:”You…..look like a Bob, so you’re Bob. Bob what I need from you is to take these banners down and put the banners I have in the back up. What I am going to need from “Shilo” and “Marina” is to take the tarp around the ring down; we have new tarp going up. See SCW wanted to punish me so I am now on Aggression, this show will be mine so I need an extra chair right next to Winters and Dawson, I want a cooler of water and refreshments out here when I wrestle in the Main Event or Hell maybe I’ll wrestle the first match and take the rest of the night off after I destroy Rylee Parthenopaeus and commentate but whatever I decide since I am in charge I want it to be done now. “ The three crew members stand dumbfounded…. ”Shilo”:”We….we don’t have authorization to do that Ms. Street.” Regan chuckles walking up to his face…. Regan:”I am the authority here so if I tell you to do it you better do it. Now get those tarps off of the ring and put the new ones on.” Regan turns to Bob….. Regan:”Bob, I have a special project for you, come with me oh and “Marina”, change the ring ropes to pink.” ”Marina”:”Pink?” Regan:”My God in Heaven! Have you no heart woman? It’s Breast Cancer Awareness month! Get your shit together!” ”Marina” quickly nods and goes to grab the ropes….. Regan:””Shilo”, don’t look at me like that? You think you’re a clown or something pal?” ”Shilo” quickly shakes his head….. He goes up the ramp to grab the new tarps…… Regan:”Come on Bob, you have a banner to hang.” Bob:”Ummmm…excuse me, but we canno….” Regan cuts him off…. Regan:”Zip it Bob, we don’t have time for your skepticism, you have banners to hang up okay Bob? Are we clear Bob?” Bob nods…. Regan:”Good Bob now go hang up the Banners, I am going to the production truck.” Regan makes her way to the production truck….. She walks inside where 6 members of the SCW Production team sit….. Regan:”Gentlemen, do not stand, this will be quick. I am taking over Sunday Night Aggression for this week, you are not to play “Heavyweight” by Our Lady Peace, you are also going to show this opening video, a vignette of all my victories and finest moments in the short career of Regan Street in SCW. The song you will play is “Criticize” by Adelita’s Way are we clear?” One of the crew men stand up and approach her…. Crew Member:”Who the hell do yo…..” He doesn’t get another word out as he buckles over and falls to the ground after a swift kick in the genitals by Regan’s size 9 boot….. Regan:”Anyone else want to argue?” The remaining Crew members scramble to change the intro of Sunday Night Aggression and the music as well….. Regan:”Didn’t think so, good day assholes.” Regan walks out and goes back to the arena where the ropes are now pink, the tarps around the ring have been replaced with …. STREET NIGHT AGGRESSION Regan smiles…… Regan:”NOW that is more like it. All these other bitches want to make Championships after themselves and come up with catchy little names, I’ll just turn the entire show into my playground so trump that bitches. If you SCW are going to punish me and try to bury me under your mediocrity and “C” show while giving the Bird the spotlight so they can continue to sing her praises no problem…..but if you think The Hellcat is just going to take it and do nothing well you are SADLY mistaken. You created this and now you will watch as it takes flight under the NEW banner of Regan’s Rules as Street Night Aggression goes on the air so stay tuned SCW.” Regan turns to “Marina”…. Regan:””Marina”, call a local florist and tell them to be on standby for when Rylee Parthenopaeus ends up at the Hospital okay?” ”Marina” nods and walks off….. Regan looks up at the rafters, Bob Is there ready to hang the banner down….. Regan:”Okay Bob! Do it!” The four banners come down…… Regan starts to laugh….. Regan:”Perfect Bob!” Regan gives two thumbs up; Bob gives two thumbs up….. “Shilo” walks over and stands next to her….. ”Shilo”:”Ummm…didn’t she like dye her hair back to black?” Regan:”Shut the fuck up “Shilo” and stop acting like a clown, I didn’t ask for your opinion.” The Scene Fades as the camera focuses on the picture….. Of a Blonde Marina Trent screaming….. FADE TO BLACK ”Friendships and alliances are made throughout your career, I never came here to SCW to make friends, as a matter of fact I didn’t want to because I didn’t need any but it all changed when I met Madelyne MacTaggert and then it reminded me why I never had friends to begin with. You can read into that all you want but the bottom line is there will be a time and a place to address that. For now I found new friends, a sisterhood and it’s FOXX GLOBAL. That’s right Rachel Foxx and Brittany Lohan are women, they are women that will stop at nothing until they accomplish their goals…OUR goals. Yes I am now part of that sisterhood, it’s not a one way street, no pun intended but this is a give and take relationship, not take and take. In SCW it’s a war of attrition and I have learned that very quickly, it’s time for allies to make sure that my back is covered, the Hellcat is unleashed and hell is coming, you don’t know when but I will tell you this….it IS coming. It is impossible to suffer without making someone pay for it….and paybacks, like me is a real bitch.” ” Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.” -William Congreve STREET NIGHT AGGRESSION As you can see I do what I want when I want, it’s a given and the only way the Hellcat operates. For five months I have beaten every single wrestler put in front of me whether they were big, small, talented or not I have done exactly what I said I was going to do….. ALL but one. That’s right Bird, I am going to give you your props, your credit so that we don’t have a whiny Bird pop on SCW TV singing the same old song about the same old shit. I have to give Rylee Parthenipaeus her rightful due though first Bird because you are not the one I am fighting on Aggression…. She is. Rylee you are the next in line and you are also the next victim to fall prey in this little game we play, fall prey to the Hellcat. War is a series of battles Rylee, we fight each other for superiority and see who comes out on top, who is simply the best but this is not a war, oh no, not by a long shot, this is genocide. Yeah it’s a strong to use but you see I have a series of goals and purposes and you just don’t fit into the equation which is truly quite unfortunate for you…… I understand that you want to succeed why wouldn’t you? If you are not here to win than why the fuck are you here in the first place right? Well Rylee, life can be a Series of Unfortunate Events, it’s not always fair and sometimes you just have to “Roll With the Changes” so to speak and that is the situation you find yourself in right at this very moment in your career. You lost to Sarah Danger so now you are mad, you want to erase that loss and there is nothing else you want more than to beat a star like me so that you can smile, walk out of the arena and break your arm patting yourself on the back…. Saying…”I just beat Regan Street”….. That could happen, in this crazy business shit always happens look at me, I was pegged to win the Women’s Championship going into Apocalypse and after? The praises for the Bird began and Regan goes to the back of the line….. Don’t believe me? YOU are a perfect example of that Parthenopaeus. The problem is I don’t wait in line, I don’t go to the back of anything and damn if you try because I will kick your ass before your greasy hands touch me. So SCW has punished me for my actions against the Bird, well at least began to punish me by feeding me you. There was a time when I first started that I would have given you props Rylee, where I would have addressed you as the athlete and wrestler you are. You have a boxing background amongst other fighting amongst other forms of Martial Arts as well so that right there makes you dangerous….. To who? Maybe to the next poor sap that takes you lightly, maybe to the dumb bitch that steps in the ring with you not having done her homework or maybe the brash rookie that is looking to make a name for themselves but me? Not a chance. Why? That’s easy, because I am prepared to do whatever it takes to make sure you are carried out of Aggression. Let’s get on the same page here Rylee, I don’t want to wrestle you, I want to hurt you and hurt you I will. It sucks that you will be used as an example, it sucks that you are the scapegoat and it sucks that you of all people are the one that has to take the fury of the Hellcat at full speed, you are probably asking yourself…. “Why not Chantel Peterson or Clamidiya” right? No Rylee, you have been the one chosen to unfortunately fight me at Aggression, MY Aggression and it will be a glorious night for that show alone with my presence will spike up in the ratings to the “A” Show for one week beating Breakdown and Ammo so yes Rylee you can thank me for making you a part of history, making you important, relevant and a household name.... You might even become a Trivia question one day when asked “Who was the girl that was mauled on the first episode of Street Night Aggression by The Hellcat?” ……. You’re Welcome. You don’t have to thank me Rylee, I want your best and I know I will get your best on Aggression. I know that you have something to prove and I know that you are looking for the upset and Blah….blah….blah….. Shut up bitch. The only thing you are going to prove is that you are now experiencing your first losing streak, that’s right Rylee your very first and no one will be there to console you but keep in mind that I did think about you so there will be a bouquet of flowers waiting for you at the hospital. Now let’s look at the flipside of the coin here Rylee, all this talk about you and we haven’t even reached the best part of the conversation…. ME. While you look to get back on track with an upset I look to continue my statement, the statement where in one screeching voice I have told SCW that you cannot contain me. See Rylee you are part of a purpose, a plan if you will and until I get another shot at the Women’s….excuse me the “Black Swan” Championship I am going to leave a trail of broken bodies in its wake so that SCW will have to bring out the meat wagon and start sorting them out….. That is why I am part of FOXX GLOBAL now. I tried to do it on my own and this is what I get, pushed around, thrown to the back of the line while they praise the Bird, while they exploit people like you, use you to get their ratings and piss me off. She gets Christy Matthews and Dylan Howell yet I get GODWIN and you, mind not just you but on Aggression of all places. Rylee we are all just pawns in the corporate game and as much as the Bird wants to make it all about her? It’s not, it’s never been about her, it’s about what’s good for business but unfortunately even they do not know. You want to know what they are hoping for Rylee? They are hoping that you beat me, that I am buried in mediocrity because I just caused a PR nightmare when I drugged the Bird and dyed her hair. Their lucky I didn’t give her a mani/pedi as well, a little hot pink would have gone perfect with that hair. Rylee, corporate is counting on you to bury Regan Street, they want to sweep this under the rug though the Bird is intent on suing me because I guess she needs a couple of more bucks, what do you expect from trailer park trash right? It’s not going to happen Rylee, it’s a pipe dream, a fabrication of the truth to instill you with hope, hope that you can do it for SCW but like I said Rylee you can abandon all that hope. The hunt is on Rylee and you are the next on the food chain…… After it’s all over and the bell rings do not worry, you won’t feel a thing because I am going to rip your fucking head off and send it to SCW Corporate offices as a gift compliment of The Hellcat. This is just beginning Rylee for you are only the next chapter in my book, the Chapter that is simply titled….. THE GREEK TRAGEDY Turn the page. Now for you Bird, a huge win over Christy Matthews so now once again the praises and adulation begin to ring through the voices of the SCW Universe. A win over a former World Champion and now you step in the ring with a man who WILL BE the next Adrenaline Champion, a man you call rookie though he has been wrestling longer than you but of course it’s another example of your constant fallibly. The Bird wins but did we not forget that there was a little distraction there oh that’s right that doesn’t exist in the world of the Bird. I have to say I am quite disappointed in you my Black Swan for you so adamantly try to convince the creatures of the night that my actions had no effect on you …. LIAR! LIAR! PANTS ON FIRE! Remember the “Golden Rule” Swani, Rule #1: NO MORE LIES but it seems like the rules do not pertain to you now do they? You are so buried in your own hypocrisy that you have become lost in these delusions of grandeur. Like Webster’s Dictionary you dropped words trying to describe my actions toward you, tried to explain how what I did was nothing more than some ploy. Let’s clear the air right now Birdie, first I don’t recall anyone helping me take you out of the arena as a matter of fact Trinity was only there to help me carry your fat ass from the car to the chair and back to the car, I know it’s the fall Bird but you’re already stuffed, dressed and it’s not even Thanksgiving yet. Yes, I know you want to convince yourself and these people, the Creatures, the Hellions and anyone else that will listen to your monotonous crap that I had help doing it but I don’t recall anyone there when I knocked you out of the ring and when I took you from the back so I understand….. I do….. I really do, that this whole thing was a little fuzzy for you but I assure you that no “army” took you out as much as you wish it did. What I want you though Bird to think about is that hour you lost. I want you to think about all the things I could have or have done to you in those 60 minutes….. You will never get that time back will you Swani? You will never know what happened but all I can say is that I had a great time in that momentary darkness that you experienced….. How does that make you feel? According to you….it was no big deal now was it Bird? According to you it was just another day in the office. Seriously Swani you’re so full of it that you’re carrying 200 lbs of bird shit right now. Instead you go about stereotyping blondes again; you insinuate that I am sleeping with Dylan Howell….. I assure you my relationship with Dylan is as plutonic and dry as your sex life with the Clown. A “Carbon-Copy” you call me? Suddenly now I am a wanna-be Katie Steward yet it was you Swani who names a belt after yourself much like little ol’ Katie so what was that you were saying about copying? A “Copycat” I am not and “Copybird” just sounds stupid to call you so we will stick with “Hypocritical Swan”. Also before I forget Stacy Kissinger is a brunette not a blonde you blind bitch. Yes Blondes like to have more fun, it’s obvious as you don’t seem to know the idea of fun but I am not here to break you out of your egg shell, instead I am here to break the shell altogether along with everything in it. The tales of Blondes lining up, one by one, copying each other as they try to defeat you is an inspiring tale of make believe and bullshit, a New York Bestseller if I ever saw one. I like a good book but I’m not into Science Fiction. I love rumors don’t you? Ian Peak claimed that my hair could be on the line? Sorry Bird but I firmly believe in “Give and Take” so you would have to put up a lot more than just that belt Birdie, we’ll touch on that subject on a later date. The problem with you Swani is that you clump everyone in one category, I don’t give a shit if you beatSyren, Matthews, McTaggert or even Jesus Christ himself because this has nothing to do with me. You beat me, I admit it and you have bragged about it but what separates me from these women is they can move on and not worry about it, a loss to you is just that a loss, they go on but for me this is more than a loss, this is a test….. And I pass ALL of my tests. I will not sleep until I have that belt, I will not stop until I have that belt and I will never give up until I have that belt. The Black Swan Championship, a belt I desire and if you think or hope that I will get arrested for what I did to you, if you think or hope that SCW will sue me for what I did than you really have lost Swan because this is only the beginning of the end, they want something to sue me about….. Stay Tuned. Cowardice, Stupidity, Insanity, Desperate and Crippling all words you described as a reason for what I did but you have them all wrong. You see you demanded silence from me after Apocalypse and I gave you that…. YOUR SILENCE. For that momentary time you were quiet, sleeping like a good little birdie, I kept my promise; you didn’t hear anything from me did you? No you didn’t and that was the silence you experienced while the rest of the world watched and I had my way with you, cackling in laughter right in your face. So let’s take a trip down Sesame Street and go over those words you chose to describe my actions…. Cowardice? I am not afraid of you Swan, do not fool yourself into thinking otherwise, this was not an act of cowardice much like spitting a black mist in someone’s face correct? I assure you cowardice played no part for I recall asking you into the ring but conveniently officials held you back. If anything this was an act of bravery for who would dare violate the solace of the Black Swan? Well guess what, I did. Stupidity? Because I failed to beat you at Apocalypse or is it because you THOUGHT you left me a broken, crying failure? Do I look broken? Am I crying? Have I really failed? Was this a mere tactic of simple revenge? Believing this was one and done? No it was not so who is the stupid one again? Insanity? This coming from the Bird that sees nothing outside of her own delusional sphere, her birdcage? Somehow losing to you made me get ousted out of the Women’s Division? One loss and I am no longer a contender? Now I am laughing at you because you are the one completely insane believing that. One Battle….doesn’t win a war. Oh wait, did you not think this was a war? I’m sorry, let me remind you that I am a Street. I told you victories don’t last so ask yourself Looney Bird, who is really insane? Desperate? If I was desperate I would have busted the doors down of SCW and demanded a rematch, this was no act of desperation as a matter of fact the Bird that so desperately claimed that the Golden Blonde locks, the strands of dead protein dyed in the color that she so despises didn’t bother her in the least bit was also the one that quickly changed it back to black before her next appearance correct? So afraid of being a blonde? So desperate to get your look back? Your screams and face alone had desperation written all over it, a picture tells a thousand words. Desperation to continue this façade, how fucking pathetic. Crippling? If I wanted to cripple you I would have slammed a baseball bat into your knees while you were out cold. I would have broken all your toes with a pair of pliers, I would have smashed your hands with a sledgehammer and I would have boiled you in a stock pot and had Swan Soup for dinner, THAT is crippling, I dyed your hair Bird, it wasn’t meant to cripple you, oh no it was meant for something else. You wanted to play games remember? You created this Bird, you unleashed the Hellcat so I have done just that, play your game for all I wanted was one thing from you Swani…. Only ONE simple thing…. YOUR UNDIVIDED ATTENTION Now I have that bitch…. The Game is afoot. I AM REGAN STREET “THE HELLCAT” #PluckTheBird ”Battles are won and battles are lost but in the end all that matters is winning the war right? Sun Tzu once said “All War is Deception” and who are we to argue? Why do we fight? Is it for bragging rights? I mean seriously you want to brag because you can kick someone else’s ass….oh whoopee but that same person you just beat up is dating a hotter guy or girl than you are so score! Is this person when he dies with the most toys truly wins? Ask yourself that for one second because you might be surprised by the answer….we fight because we have to. That’s right I know I do this not to brag, not to shove it down your throat but to be the best in the profession I have chosen. Why waste my time? Why walk out here and fight to lose? Nobody does that….well maybe some people are okay with it but I’m not. I have lost once and I promise you that all of my losses when I am done you can count with one hand. The first loss is out of the way and the ONLY one to the Bird. Don’t believe me? Give me another Women’s Championship match…better yet I’ll just take it. This is not a battle, it’s a war and only the dead have seen the end of war.” |
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