Post by victorialawless on Jan 6, 2017 22:06:13 GMT
Off Camera -
1.1 First Day
The morning sun blazed through the open window smacking Victoria in the face. Her face squinted reflexively as the groggily opened her eyes and blinked. Yawning she sat up and stretched. Pushing the blankets off of her she was dressed in simple flannel PJs. She looked around the unfamiliar place and was still shocked by her new surroundings.
Wow I cant believe I did this, she said to herself internally. I made the move to live with a stranger and to start a career in wrestling. This is such a different place then back home.
Images of her former life in Minnesota flash through her minds eye as a tear from those memories forms in the corner of her eye. Shaking her head she smiles softly. “I love you mom.” She says softly.
Getting up off the couch she checked her phone. Still early, which was good. She didn’t want to disturb Mia, her new roommate so she made a small breakfast and tried to get dressed as quietly as she could. She checked her messages to see if Chloe and texted, tweeted or called and then dashed out the door for a morning jog.
She double checked her phones charge and made sure she had a copy of the address. Just like her to get lost she thought while out for a jog.
She headed out and let her mind wander. It was chilly but nothing like back home. She laughed to herself as she ran, nothing too strenuous but she knew she needed to get herself ready for this weekend. She was to debut this weekend in a tag match. She had done what she could to look up video on her opponents. She didn’t find much mostly because of her limited access at the moment.
She checked her watch and noticed she was running late, her furniture would be arriving later today and she still needed to research a local gym to start her training regiment. Shaking her head she laughed to herself. “Maybe I’ve bitten off more then I can chew. Time to head back."
On Camera
1.2 First Shoot
Victoria sat nervously In the Victory Federation main offices. She was here early to film her first official interview and talk about her upcoming match this weekend.
"Ms. Lawless?" a warm voice is heard from off camera followed by a pleasant looking lady in her mid 40s. Her dark hair is set up on her head like a monument to buns. "Hi and welcome to Victory. My name is Helen and thank you for coming. Are you ready to get started?"
"Yea just not sure what I need to be doing."
"Oh its nothing to hard. We have a studio and camera all set up you will just want to talk about the upcoming match is all. We will edit it with the others for our marketing. Sound easy enough?"
"Yea I suppose, jut new to this on camera life is all."
"Its fine dear just come along. There is a changing room to get in your ring gear if you want. We have things set up for you. Begin when ready.
Camera fades to black then back in focus to show Victoria standing in her ring gear in a pose her nervousness is gone and standing is a confident woman with a sly smile on her face.
"This Saturday the world of Victory Wrestling will for the first time become Vitoria Wrestling as I make my debut. What's funny is I will be in a tag match." Victoria says with a smile.
"What drives the humor is the Beautiful Anarchist is put in a situation where I will have to work as a team to get my first win. I am excited as my team mate is Sarah Shipley a very successful Indie wrestler who brings a bit of Positivity to the arena every time she wrestles. This combination of Positivity and Anarchy could be a force in Victory.”
Victoria does a little spin before fluttering her eyes at the camera. Her blonde hair twirls around her head. She smiles viciously to the camera.
“Now to my opponents. We have the old man and the sea or would the Walrus and the carpenter be a better example." She chuckles as she softly says “I am the walrus coo coo cachu”
“Anyways Jonathan Cage, the old man. Look I know you’ve been around the block and have all the experience that someone like me should learn. I do relish the opportunity to learn from you." Victoria begins to laugh “Relish like on a hot dog. You know Awesome like a hot dog.” Victoria seems to be talking to herself.
Victoria realizing she is no longer talking to the camera stops and looks up. “Sorry folks technical difficulties we now return you to your normal viewing schedule.” Victoria chuckles to herself as she continues. “So we have the carpenter or the sea or someone else. I don’t know much to be honest. Shiro Tsuchi did a lot of his work overseas in Japan so I know he has been at it awhile. I am looking forward to wrestling and learning from these experienced wrestlers.
In the end though I don’t think experience is going to be enough. Shipley and myself are going to bring the goods. See they may have the experience to know what should happen and to be able to plan with what may happen but how do you plan for Anarchy. How does experience help you when the next move may not make any sense. I don’t think it will but wont it be fun.”
December 25th, 2016 2:00 P.M. The Cage family home Detroit, Michigan
STATUS: Off-Camera
Jonathan Cage and his new girlfriend Valerie had just arrived at the Cage family residence for their annual Christmas festivities. It would be the first time that the majority of the family had been together in ages. Through the window Jonathan saw his brothers Nick and David along with his sister Tabitha. It would be the first time, however, that certain members of the family decided to make their appearance. Jonathan’s cousins Madison, Erik, Travis, Alex, and his brother in law Michael were all inside and appeared to be having a good time. All that was missing was Jonathan’s half brother Mike.
Jonathan and Valerie walked up the pathway to the door. Jonathan opened the door and allowed Valerie to step inside in front of him. As he walked in behind her, a little voice cried out to him, “UNCLE JON!!” Jonathan smiled as he spotted his nephew Christopher bolting from the adjacent room towards him. In one fowl swoop, Jonathan lifted his nephew into his arms and wrapped him in a huge bearhug. “Chris Cross...how you been little buddy?” Jonathan said as he lowered his nephew back to his feet. “I’ve been good. Daddy and I have been having lots of fun today.” Christopher said with a jovial look on his face. “Well, that’s always good. Where is your Daddy?” Jonathan asked obviously looking for his little brother. “He’s in there with Uncle Nick and Maddie.” Christopher said as Jonathan shuddered for a moment before Christopher grabbed Valerie’s hand and dragged her in the room to play with him. She giggled and kindly obliged the little man by going with him.
Jonathan walked into the room and the first voice he heard was Nick’s. “Spare me all the bullshit, Madison. Those days have come and gone.” Nick said to her in a very stern voice. Nick had become the patriarch of the family now that their father had passed on. “No Nick, David kidnapped me and his ex-wife, remember? Or are you too blind to fucking see that?” Madison questioned Nick’s reason as to why he wanted to talk to her. “I know exactly what happened. And I’m telling you that David has changed a lot since the last time you were even in the same room with him.” Nick explained as Jonathan placed a hand on Nick’s shoulder. “Maddie, he’s right you know about David being a changed man.” Jonathan said to her in a more sympathetic voice. “You’re just saying that because he’s your brother.” She said as she tried her best to hold back tears but to no avail. “I…” She tried to say the words but instead she just ran out of the room and out of the house. The sound of screeching tires was heard as Jonathan shook his head.
“Some Christmas, huh?”
The Shoot STATUS: On-Camera
So I lost last week...big fucking deal.
It’s not the first time and it, unfortunately, won’t be the last time that happens to me. Yet, I don’t really give a damn about wins or losses. I’ve done enough in my career to know that when the time is right...that’s when you pull your head out of your ass and get that big victory. It’s how I’ve won championships all over the damn world. But that’s also knowledge I’ve gained during my extenuating time in this business. The young bucks of today’s generation only seem to care about winning or losing. They base their whole lives on that one win or that one heartbreaking loss.
But that’s life, it is what it is.
There is no need to whine and cry because you got your ass kicked. I would know because I used to be one of those people who bitched and moaned over a stupid loss. I got my ass kicked plain and simple. I learned to live with it and use the despair of losing as motivation to come out the next week to put my foot in my next opponent’s ass. I would highly suggest that all of the members of this roster take a lesson from me and learn not to give two shits about winning or losing. Just come out to the ring and have fun. That’s why we do this shit in the first place...to have fun.
Then again...I do have a bit of a bloodlust.
Which leads me to this week. I’m teaming with someone I don’t know to face two opponents who I don’t know now and who are also making their debut in Victory. These two ladies are looking to make names for themselves at the expense of myself and my partner. I could care less about who the two of you are. I don’t really give a shit about my partner. All I know is that I’m not going to let the two of you use my name and my fucking legacy as a stepping stone. I told the world that I don’t care about wins and losses which is entirely true. Yet, I’m not going to tarnish my legacy.
I’ll be damned if that happens to me.
I’m an eight time World Champion. I’m not going to have some two greener than baby shit wrestlers come in and ruin what I’ve built for myself over the last sixteen years. Lawless and Shipley, I don’t know what to expect from the two of you. Honestly, I don’t care what the two of you bring to the table. All I know is that I’m going to put on a wrestling clinic in the ring with you two. And if my partner wants to be a liability then I’ll be sure to remove the dead weight from the equation.
I’m Jonathan Cage damn it and I’m the reason you two even do this shit in the first place.
