Post by Merry Christmas on Dec 2, 2017 20:44:53 GMT -5
INT. THE LIVING ROOM - TRIXIE'S HOME - 1ST OF DECEMBER, 2017
Trixie sits down on the couch and lifts her feet. The comments flooding in from Chaz in their message chat. "Great job grabbing the bottom rope, thought you were going to fleece us". She sighs, the weekend gone by, her job done, her friend Chaz making the money he needed on her loss to Jazmyn as he suggested. The incredibly quick win 24 hours before the event in Australia, she'd spent a lot of time on a plane before the match against Jazmyn.
Then her phone beeps and she gets the news of who she'll be teaming with.
TRIXIE:
"Ugh….seriously!?”
"Ugh….seriously!?”
Trixie looks at another blonde next to her own picture. A tag team title shot was nothing to turn her nose up at. It was something the highly successful Stitches the Clown hadn't been able to do. But Trixie didn't take that into account right now, nor the title opportunity, just a seething annoyance at who she'd been lumbered in with from Prime. Nevaeh.
TRIXIE:
"She didn't even win the last show.”
"She didn't even win the last show.”
Another chime, her match for NGW coming through. Her eyes scanned the match announcement, it couldn't be any worse, it wasn't.
TRIXIE:
"The guy that got away?”
"The guy that got away?”
Trixie says looking at the match and swaps over on her phone to the unfinished list. Martin Karloff's name crossed off due to him exiting the company. She hears someone mention, talking to her from another room, about Florida. Another thing that almost bounces off Trixie's head rather than go in one ear and out the other. She looks focused, the matches ahead of her were Florida, she had tickets to Liberty Pro and then very, very east was her tag team title match.
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INT. TRIXIE'S TRAINING ROOM - TRIXIE'S HOME - 1ST OF DECEMBER, 2017
Before her ring she trains in, with a black ring apron. Trixie's name across the centre of the ring and on the turnbuckle pads stands Trixie. Her eyes covered by the black shades. An open denim jacket which shows off the black tank top underneath feeding into her shorts. Trixie has on a pair of her low wrestling boots with kickpads on ready to begin another session of training.
She uses her finger to pull down her glasses so the camera captures her hazel eyes and waves to the camera with a flutter of her fingers.
TRIXIE:
"Hello Martin. It's so lovely of you to return…who did you face in your debut again…”
"Hello Martin. It's so lovely of you to return…who did you face in your debut again…”
She clicks her fingers loudly, letting out a little of the annoyance from earlier as well as long and unfinished business as Trixie drags out the name.
TRIXIE:
"…Who….oh yes. Jack. Jack Tillman.”
"…Who….oh yes. Jack. Jack Tillman.”
Trixie pauses, a look off filled with annoyance and rather disgust at the reigning champ. She folds her arms in reaction to the name.
TRIXIE:
"And then you pin Damon. Now I've beaten Damon before, but I also gave Tillman one of his first defeats here in NGW. So here we are. Similar defeats but I'm the one without a small, unaccounted for hiatus in NGW.
That's not an insult, because whatever you've done, you've come back to do some good things. But I'm a little bit tired of losing in this company and I'm going to make the Manticore tame. Bust the Phantom ghost, it really doesn't matter which entities you channel, which feral or haunting identity you need to form for my match against me…because I'm all in one.
Bad Kitty. Scrappy. Tough as nails to a point I put iron screws to shame. I work NGW after a promotion. I came down off a cage and made myself work the NGW match. I could take the diva, real housewives of Nevada approach and have Devie take me off cards when I'm in those hellacious matches, but how would I live up to the name then?”
"And then you pin Damon. Now I've beaten Damon before, but I also gave Tillman one of his first defeats here in NGW. So here we are. Similar defeats but I'm the one without a small, unaccounted for hiatus in NGW.
That's not an insult, because whatever you've done, you've come back to do some good things. But I'm a little bit tired of losing in this company and I'm going to make the Manticore tame. Bust the Phantom ghost, it really doesn't matter which entities you channel, which feral or haunting identity you need to form for my match against me…because I'm all in one.
Bad Kitty. Scrappy. Tough as nails to a point I put iron screws to shame. I work NGW after a promotion. I came down off a cage and made myself work the NGW match. I could take the diva, real housewives of Nevada approach and have Devie take me off cards when I'm in those hellacious matches, but how would I live up to the name then?”
Trixie, still having her arms folded, leans forward to suggest an answer. She raises an eyebrow up and then backs to a straighter posture. Her hair gets knocked back to show off the denim jacket more. She makes sure to flash the two black rows stitched into it. The first featuring her NGW logo, the second the yellow Prime logo.
TRIXIE:
"Then there's my Prime Girl name. The two words I use to wipe the floor with the claim my success if related to personal relationships. In an untouched brand I rose to be the brand's face, backbone and carry the weight of it on my shoulders. It's a name I gave myself but I earned through literal blood and sweat. It's engrossed in tenacity to do more. To give more to the wrestling business even if it's just an Indy show or a TV appearance.
Those are my two names…”
"Then there's my Prime Girl name. The two words I use to wipe the floor with the claim my success if related to personal relationships. In an untouched brand I rose to be the brand's face, backbone and carry the weight of it on my shoulders. It's a name I gave myself but I earned through literal blood and sweat. It's engrossed in tenacity to do more. To give more to the wrestling business even if it's just an Indy show or a TV appearance.
Those are my two names…”
Trixie holds up her hands and stares at her right hand and then her left. She looks between the two with her head slowly pivoting between them. Her lip crooks up with a smirk as she clenches her fists tight.
TRIXIE:
"And I don't pick and choose which two I become. They're a delightful treat for anyone set to stand opposite me. Full blown experience I get to unleash in Tampa. Stomping the manticore over and over until you have the footprint of my boot as a perfect tattoo on your back. Beautiful Disaster to cut the head off the Phantom and expose him like a scooby doo villain.
Because you left when I set up my list, you come back to be the be all and end all now. On Dissension I'm coming to set the record straight. Make the crossing off legit because Bad Kitty, the Prime Girl stood victorious over Martin Karloff in Tampa.
And then, since you've beaten Jack Tillman, it pushes me much closer to the eventually wrestling apology I'll get from him.”
"And I don't pick and choose which two I become. They're a delightful treat for anyone set to stand opposite me. Full blown experience I get to unleash in Tampa. Stomping the manticore over and over until you have the footprint of my boot as a perfect tattoo on your back. Beautiful Disaster to cut the head off the Phantom and expose him like a scooby doo villain.
Because you left when I set up my list, you come back to be the be all and end all now. On Dissension I'm coming to set the record straight. Make the crossing off legit because Bad Kitty, the Prime Girl stood victorious over Martin Karloff in Tampa.
And then, since you've beaten Jack Tillman, it pushes me much closer to the eventually wrestling apology I'll get from him.”
Trixie leaves the camera to shoot the back of her jacket. Embroided on the back is the names plus the other two Trixie acquired along the way.
