Post by Merry Christmas on Jun 17, 2017 21:45:59 GMT -5
INT. SCHOOL - TRAINING ROOM - FLINT, MICHIGAN - 2017
Lined up in the early morning was Trixie, hair soaking wet. Hilary the same. Buster with his hat on to cover the wet hair. Cassidy drenched, every single student drenched and alert from dunking their head into cold water to wake up. In strolls their trainer. Afro hair with a comb lodged in on purpose and walking around shirtless with a pair of white wrestling tights. Trixie wasn't too happy with him, avoiding his eye contact after her wrist was now bare
Man:
"Now, today I know everyone here has upcoming matches. Some are local."
"Now, today I know everyone here has upcoming matches. Some are local."
The trainer says eyeballing Cassidy, known as the Flint Flower, drawing on her days as a florist.
Man (CONT'D):
"Some are competing on a grander stage."
"Some are competing on a grander stage."
He now eyeballs Buster whom was debuting on a three month build to a company's show: Radical V, the equivalent of WCGenesis Crossroads only to one state territory in Massachusetts.
Man (CONT'D):
"While others are looking for Redemption."
"While others are looking for Redemption."
He says eyeballing Trixie in reference to her title match coming up but she still refuses to look at him, not willing to give him the respect to, as she saw him right now, an insensitive jerk.
Man (CONT'D):
"But to keep everybody thinking on their feet, you all will be delivering a shoot, a promo, a hype reel, whatever you call it, you be doing it for each other. You two, You two, You two, You two.."
"But to keep everybody thinking on their feet, you all will be delivering a shoot, a promo, a hype reel, whatever you call it, you be doing it for each other. You two, You two, You two, You two.."
He goes along tagging two people together as Buster and Trixie are tagged together. Trixie lets her trainer get to the end before he turns back.
Man (CONT'D):
"Trix, in the ring. Irish? Go cut the video then get to some squats."
"Trix, in the ring. Irish? Go cut the video then get to some squats."
Buster nods and gives Trixie a reassuring wink. Everyone else goes off to anything but the ring of the shoot room to begin an early morning workout. Her trainer steps in the ring and Trixie takes her time to get in, tight and tense, not keen on working with him.
TRIXIE:
"What are we-"
"What are we-"
But her trainer comes at Trixie with a clothesline that she's able to duck and just feel his underarm graze on her blonde hair. Unlike most stars who sail into the rope, her trainer stops in his tracks and BAM; Superkicks Trixie right in the thigh to drop her down. He was one of the most unorthodox wrestlers out there, one who didn't really do the whole rebounding off the ropes as he argued it wasted gas.
Their sparring match was unspoken and fierce. Not the first time they'd ever been in the ring, in fact tag team partners on the indy circuit, killing off two tag teams under the indy promotions' rule of granting their opponents an automatic title shot instead of letting them accumulate three points but they risked their own tag team to win. Alongside her trainer, they defeated the fed's season 2 popular tag team and never lost the belts since. This was true with their sparring as Trixie avoided his triple fisherman suplex start, her trainer ducking Trixie's jumping spinning heel kick. Him avoiding Trixie's explosive shotgun dropkick and instead put her in the boston crab. Trixie avoiding his corner splash, they caught the eye of every student there as Trixie hits her trainer hard with a punch he didn't expect. A move he was aware about as one of his very few but closest friends used as a finisher. Trixie leans back like a baseball pitcher and socks him right in the mouth with a move known only as; The Fastball Punch.
Her trainer falls to the floor with how hard Trixie hits him and holds his jaw, opening his mouth wide to make sure he hadn't suffered a broken jaw and slowly gets up. Trixie's nostrils flare, it felt good to land that punch but the rare move used mainly by the student, graduate, guest trainer, left her trainer silent and the room silent as every stopped and stared as he chuckled and then in a flash, superkicked Trixie in her abdomen, doubling her over, a shot to the side of her knee brought Trixie down to her hands and knees where her trainer waited for Trixie to lean up onto her knees and smashed a third kick into her sternum and knock her onto her back. She leans back forward with virtually no air and is popped in the side of the head with a last superkick and her eyes roll to the back of her head.
She experienced code 1; Superkick every-f*****g-thing. Code 2: Get up fast or you don't last. Code 3: If you stay down expect a beatdown, in the flash of seconds and was out of it at the moment.
CUT TO:
INT. LOCKER ROOM
Trixie wakes up with a banging headache and sore abs with her trainer coming in and gives her a small look over.
TRIXIE:
"Still the Alpha dog, right?"
"Still the Alpha dog, right?"
Her trainer doesn't dignify it with a response, though Trixie knew his whole personality was quite prominent about establishing himself as an alpha.
Man:
"You used Chaz's move against me?"
"You used Chaz's move against me?"
Unlike many people in wrestling who fought their friends or faced their tag team partners, her trainer had never ever crossed paths with Chaz, the fastball puncher, the guest trainer, in their 8 year careers which always made Trixie feel underwhelmed to her two year career. The strike was a shock to his system clearly.
TRIXIE:
"I thought that would hurt. Now we're even."
"I thought that would hurt. Now we're even."
Man:
"'Hell are you talking about?"
"'Hell are you talking about?"
He says looking at Trixie who holds up her wrist, bare and empty.
TRIXIE:
"You know exactly what I'm talking about."
"You know exactly what I'm talking about."
Her trainer leans down a little to eyeball her.
Man:
"Here's some free advice. Don't put any sentimental value into anything, nothing is ever built to last. Nothing. Don't build yourself up to disappointment."
"Here's some free advice. Don't put any sentimental value into anything, nothing is ever built to last. Nothing. Don't build yourself up to disappointment."
INT. TRIXIE'S DRESSING ROOM - NORWAY, 2017
Trixie comes backstage after defeating Candice Turner, former NGW Star in the main event of the show, not her first main event as she heads inside the dressing room. Door closed, stripped and uses her private shower to wash off the sweat and the match to be clean and pristine. Trixie dries herself with two towels before getting her hair blow dried and goes at it with the straighteners to have a natural looking straight hair look. Trixie puts on a black dress, her T-Pendant necklace and a pair of low heels. Touching her makeup to look modestly natural and pokes her head out to the security guard near her door.
TRIXIE:
"Any sign of him?"
"Any sign of him?"
Man:
"No, I'm sorry miss Smith. Nobody has come backstage."
"No, I'm sorry miss Smith. Nobody has come backstage."
Trixie pauses a little.
TRIXIE:
"But you did make sure that my dad could come to see me?"
"But you did make sure that my dad could come to see me?"
Man:
"I have made sure the security ask your question to everyone who tries to come backstage. Nobody has come so far and we're closing up the arena soon."
"I have made sure the security ask your question to everyone who tries to come backstage. Nobody has come so far and we're closing up the arena soon."
Trixie nods, knowing she'd not be able to see her dad today, and her dinner reservations would have to go unattended. Just like her backstage invitation went. Trixie collects her handbag and leaves the room, slamming the door behind her as she mops up the start of some tears as she walks down the hallway.
Buster appears in a very stylish promo room dressed in a tracksuit jacket which is zipped up to the top. A Black baseball cap on with a baggy pair of grey sweatpants and delivers the promo as he was instructed to.
Buster:
"Hey. Hi. Hello. Hey. Jayzus how the heck am I supposed to do one of these."
"Hey. Hi. Hello. Hey. Jayzus how the heck am I supposed to do one of these."
Buster rubs his eyebrow, his right one, which has a tiny shave line in it.
Buster:
"Now I'm what you 'wud call a 'rooukie'. But Trix here did almost knock me stuffing out with what I 'wud call a dangerous dropkick. Now her speed is just off the charts. It's insane how quick that girl can get these days. All that cross country running has really helped out. Makes me wish I'd have 'dun it back in Cork Secundary schooul
Now Trix is in the ring with someone I don't even know. She's not very big in Ireland you see. She's from that one place."
"Now I'm what you 'wud call a 'rooukie'. But Trix here did almost knock me stuffing out with what I 'wud call a dangerous dropkick. Now her speed is just off the charts. It's insane how quick that girl can get these days. All that cross country running has really helped out. Makes me wish I'd have 'dun it back in Cork Secundary schooul
Now Trix is in the ring with someone I don't even know. She's not very big in Ireland you see. She's from that one place."
Buster clicks his fingers thinking.
Buster:
"The 'wun on the ot'er side of England. Not Norway now. Sweden it might be. I knnnow Trix is from Norway so it has ta' be 'wun of t'e ot'er wuns. Eit'er way, I've not really seen or hurd of this Blair girl. But I wuld tells ya to watch this fecking match. From what I've seen back in there."
"The 'wun on the ot'er side of England. Not Norway now. Sweden it might be. I knnnow Trix is from Norway so it has ta' be 'wun of t'e ot'er wuns. Eit'er way, I've not really seen or hurd of this Blair girl. But I wuld tells ya to watch this fecking match. From what I've seen back in there."
Buster points behind his shoulder with his thumb.
Buster:
"Ya wuldn't want to be between Trix and that other girl she's facing. The bleeming dropkick has done a real number on me chest so Blair. Yoou've got'ta have some nagging injuries being so old now. Hardcore wrestling, now, that wrestling always leaves ya with permanent aches in yer old bones. Trust me. Trust me now, I drank me milk every day, getting me calcium and everything. But t'at dropkick she uses. Her explosive dropkick. That's gunna awaken those bad bones, Blair. Just a fair warning to ya now."
"Ya wuldn't want to be between Trix and that other girl she's facing. The bleeming dropkick has done a real number on me chest so Blair. Yoou've got'ta have some nagging injuries being so old now. Hardcore wrestling, now, that wrestling always leaves ya with permanent aches in yer old bones. Trust me. Trust me now, I drank me milk every day, getting me calcium and everything. But t'at dropkick she uses. Her explosive dropkick. That's gunna awaken those bad bones, Blair. Just a fair warning to ya now."
Buster says with a quick raise of his cap as it had dipped.
Buster:
"I think this fight's in Philadelphia, I've never been there but, ya know, you hear stories of how rabid those fans are. The girls are going to really clash in that environment. Good on ya Blair. Good on ya Trix. I ain't stepping in that ring where I'm counting on fans to fill the ring with steel chairs, nah, I'm alright thanks. I'll leave that to the Former Hardcore Champion and Former Ultraviolent Champion to face off."
"I think this fight's in Philadelphia, I've never been there but, ya know, you hear stories of how rabid those fans are. The girls are going to really clash in that environment. Good on ya Blair. Good on ya Trix. I ain't stepping in that ring where I'm counting on fans to fill the ring with steel chairs, nah, I'm alright thanks. I'll leave that to the Former Hardcore Champion and Former Ultraviolent Champion to face off."
