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ROLEPLAY TITLE: 

Unbreakable

MATCH: 

Singles Match Vs. AJ Stark

EVENT: 

TNT

DATE: 

March 13, 2013

 
*~* March 12, 2013 ~ New York City, New York. - Somewhere on the Upper West Side - 11:45 Am *~*

Bliss: Hello...anybody here?

Drake and I enter my brother's house and find it kind of quiet. Too quiet. It worries me. I turn back to look at Drake and he shrugs. I take off my winter jacket and hang it up, and then make my way further into the house. I enter the living room and then stop dead in my tracks.

Bliss: What are you doing here?

Jeremy looks up from the sofa. He's stopped dying his hair. It's the first time I've ever seen him go completely silver before. He shakes his head. Drake comes in behind me and when he sees Jerry he automatically puts a protective arm around my waist.

Then I notice that there are other people in the room too. Jake looks sheepish. Peter is shaking his head, a angry grimace on his face and then...a face I wasn't expecting at all. Justin stands.

He takes one look at Drake and I can see him holding in his anger.

Justin: Last I saw of you Kahlan, you were trying to destroy that fool, not jump in his bed.

I can feel Drake's arm tighten. My hand grabs his and squeezes, letting him know that I could handle this.

Bliss: Justin...why are you and Jerry here?

He shrugs, offers his trademark smirk.

Justin: To see my niece and nephew...why else?

I look over at Peter. He still looks pissed off. I know it's because I'd hidden the fact that I'd been with Drake even when I'd been talking to him for the last couple weeks....although I didn't see how who I slept with was a family matter.

Bliss: So Peter called you and Jerry down so that you could try and "talk" some sense into me? If you think I'm just going to jump because you say how high you are all deluded.

I'm actually quite shocked to see all four of them in a room together and no arguing going on...but then again, they had a common problem. I was their baby sister and they didn't like my boyfriend. God help Drake right now.

Jake shakes his head.

Jake: I just want to clarify something here. This wasn't my idea. I told Peter it was going to get him on your shit list but he wouldn't listen. Kept saying that it was for your own good.

Jake would always have my back and I was disappointed in myself for doubting him for even a second.

Jake: But...

Fuck

Jake: No hard feelings man.

He looked at Drake.

Jake: You seem like a cool guy and all but I just don't want my sister with a wrestler. That's the only reason I'm in on this. It wouldn't matter if it was him...or that Jackson guy...or that billionaire guy...or even that other one...

Justin: Caine.

There is venom in Justin's voice.

Oh shit.

Jake: Whatever. Doesn't matter who you are....if your a wrestler then I don't want you anywhere near my sis.

Peter: You shouldn't have brought him with you Kah.

Bliss: Jake was right... you are making your way onto my shit list

Peter: Oh shut up Kahlan.

Drake's grip tightens around my waist and I know it's getting hard for him to restrain himself.

Peter: You've made nothing but bad decisions since you were old enough to talk. Why do you think we've all had to look out for you. You nearly killed yourself for fucks sake....You hide your issues in your wrestling personality and sleep with bad men to try and make yourself feel better. I know you're better than this. You don't have to do this...you don't have to settle for this guy...you have so many options.

I step away from Drake. I look behind me. The expression on his face is slightly unreadable. But I catch the hint of a smile...meaning that he knows that the shit is about to hit the fan here.

Bliss: Really? So many options... Peter...get your head out of your ass. You're just jealous.

Peter rolls his eyes.

Peter: Please...enlighten me.

Bliss: You were mediocre at best when it came to wrestling. You wouldn't be able to do what I do. What Jerry and Justin did.

Peter: Jerry and Justin retired. I think it's your turn.

Bliss: Fuck you Peter. I am at the top of my game.

Justin: Really Kahlan? That's why Roxi Johnson made a fool of you on Thursday...beat the shit out of you....and then took the belt from you.

Bliss: Did you see what I did to her after?

Justin smirks.

Justin: Yeah...after she'd already won. It means nothing. And now you're in league with him? Didn't seeing him with Lexi teach you anything.

Drake starts laughing. Justin looks over me to him.

Justin: What's so funny you smug bastard?

Drake comes back over to me again, but he doesn't touch me.

Drake: Still pinning over her aren't you? Can't get over the fact that she chose me over you....well we both lose now don't we...she married that asshole again...had another kid with him. You're never going to get with Electra so give it up already.

I look at him with resentment. Why the hell was Electra involved with this...? And it annoyed the shit out of me that he seemed to still want her too

Justin starts moving in and I'm between them

Bliss: Fuck

Jerry is out of his seat. He pulls me away into his arms and hell breaks loose. I'm trying to fight off Jer but he shushes me

Jerry: Don't interfere 'liss...this needs to happen

I look up and see that Jake is holding back Peter as well.

Drake and Justin are both getting punches in to each other and this is totally different than anything that would happen in ring. This was personal. This was brutal. Finally, Jerry lets me go so that he can pick up Justin and push him away. He looks at Drake for a second before looking back to his little brother. Jerry had a knack for saying volumes without speaking. It was why I'd been the voice for both of us in ICW. He'd basically just told Drake that he'd done all he'd tolerate.

Justin wipes a bit of blood from the corner of his mouth as he looks at Drake with complete disgust. Drake is still giving that cocky smirk. He looks at me...He's thinking I'm going to be happy with this. I sigh angrily at him. I look around the room at all my brothers and my boyfriend and I'm thoroughly pissed.

Bliss: Fuck you all.

I storm off to the calls of my name. I grab my jacket as I storm out. I'm walking briskly away from Peter's house, the cold air hitting me but I'm so angry that I don't even feel it.

:Kahlan!

I hear my name but I don't turn around. I don't care who it is that's run after me. I don't want to talk to any of them. Not now...

There's a hand on my shoulder. He turns me around and I'm met with the brown eyes of my boyfriend...

Drake: Kahlan.

Bliss: What the fuck Drake.

Drake: That has been a long time coming. It's nothing to do with you personally.

Bliss: The fuck it is. What was that shit about losing out because neither of you could have Lexi? Seriously...your girlfriend was in the room you know...

He shakes his head with a chuckle.

Drake: Figure of speech. I don't want Lexi, Kah.

Bliss: The fuck you do.

Drake: You do realize that every other word you've spoken has been 'fuck' right?

Bliss: Shut up. Why would you mention Electra if you didn't mean it? I mean shit... you know how I feel about her...

He nods.

Drake: Yup. I do. It wasn't meant to hurt you, it was meant to get at your brother because we both know that no matter how many other girls he's with...how many he claims to love...how many he proposes to, he's always going to want Electra Stevens...or should I say Styles.

I roll my eyes.

Drake: You don't believe me

I shake my head no. He suddenly grabs me and pulls me tight against him. He takes my chin and kisses me. After he's done, he brushes a strand of hair away from my face and gives me that smirk again.

Drake: I wouldn't be out here right now if I had any doubts about you...now would I?

Bliss: What the hell were my brothers thinking...making some kind of intervention. Like that would have worked...The male testosterone in that room was enough to gag anybody.

Drake chuckles.

Drake: They're your brothers and they love you. That's why. Do you wanna go back?

I shake my head no.

Drake: Funny...I thought you'd be angrier.

Bliss: If you'd been punching Jerry or Jake I might be.

He shook his head.

Drake: But when it's your dear brother Ashley getting the brunt of my anger it's okay?

I laugh. I'd forgotten that I'd told everyone that my brother was unfortunate enough to have been named by my crack head mother.

Bliss: Well we both have stupid names

He shook his head.

Drake: Nope, just him. You have a unique name.

He pulls me into his side as we walk...and I realize that it's almost impossible to stay mad at him anymore. When he was my enemy I wanted to beat the shit out of him, when I was sneaking around he annoyed me most of the time but he still pissed me off... a lot...now... hmmm. Still not sure if this was a good thing or not....but couldn't say I didn't like it.


*~* March 12, 2013 ~ New York City, New York. - WFAN Sports Radio - 3:30 Pm *~*

Voice: Good afternoon, you're listening to WFAN Sports Radio. I'm Mike Francesa. With me today I have two guests. From Millennium Pro Wrestling, The recently crowned World Heavy Weight Champion, Drake Hunter and his lovely counterpart, Bliss Fischer, both from the group who call themselves Age of Arrogance. Welcome guys.

Drake: If you expect us to express gratitude to you Mike you can forget it. We're not here to pander to the people listening, we're only here to make a statement. Mainly to those that try to oppose us.

Mike: If you could take a minute maybe to explain to some of us who don't know the whole story about what exactly your trying to say with your movement.

Drake: Certainly. the sport of wrestling has become a joke. People watch for the soap opera stories and not for the true talent. On top of that, some of the so called top stars of MPW are simply feeding those kinds of thoughts, thinking they are making things better by making something that was once a serious show of athleticism into nothing more than a farce. We intend to fix that. We will show everyone that what they perceive to be entertainment is nothing more than smoke and mirrors so that people with no talent and no respect for this sport are put on pedestals they don't' belong on.

Mike: So you intend to turn the entertainment part of wrestling around?

Bliss: Exactly. I used to be one of those people. those...entertainers if you will. Part of me liked that people cheered me when I entered a ring. I got injured right before Christmas. It put me out for six weeks and I had time to really think about things....still I came back...I fought my damn hardest to earn back a belt I was forced to give up and I showed that with perseverance anything is possible...but I didn't realize that if I hadn't of been the fan favourite at the time, I probably wouldn't have won that belt....because guaranteed someone else would have been put in my place to go head to head against Drake for it.

Mike: Wait...so you and Drake fought it out?

Drake: So you don't actually watch MPW?

Mike: I do on occasion, but even if I didn't, I still have to do my job by asking questions.

Bliss: Yes. Drake and I were both fighting for the recently vacated belt. I won. We both fought our best, however when it came to the rumble match that followed, Drake beat out 29 other contenders for a chance to go for world, myself included. As you can see, he did just what he said he would do. I on the other hand was faced with other difficulties...and right now those names are Roxi Johnson and AJ Stark.

Mike: Go on.

Bliss: Roxi fought for the belt because she believes that in her hands she was returning something to it. That I wasn't worthy. She won our battle last Thursday but this show is not over. I am looking for my rematch and I will win it this time. No doubt about it....but she's the least of my worries. I'm not facing her this week. This week I have a joke of an opponent in a man who calls himself the Behemoth...AJ Stark.

Mike: Doesn't ring any bells, before word of your match with him and his debut I didn't even know of him.

Drake: Why should you?

Bliss: He's a nobody. Coming in thinking that because management gave him this shot to prove himself that he's suddenly the saviour of MPW. Its real funny....because in actuality I was called in to do some spring gutting. MPW doesn't need another so called hero....ms Johnson is more than enough. too much actually. AJ will only be the first of many that AoA makes an example of...that I personally knock down a peg or two. AJ took one look at the roster, wrote down the names of the stars that were at the top of list and said 'those are the people I need to destroy'. Among those names are of course Drake and I. He'd expressed how much he wants to give Drake a lesson, so much in fact that he'd simply settle for facing me first, like I'm nothing. Just a mere woman. His pithily attempts to try and give me 'respect' are useless and any bozo with a mind can see that they are dripping with condescension. I'm not the one he wants so whatever, he thinks he can just move right on through and automatically get a shot at those he considers higher and more in his calibre. He claims that he has this moral attitude that he doesn't believe in hitting women. That will be his downfall. He'll see me in person and just like many before him will be mesmerized by my obvious beauty and it will be easy to make him an example.

[The sound of Drake chuckling is heard]

Mike: Why are you laughing Drake?

Drake: Oh just thinking about something...it's nothing to concern yourself with.

Mike: OoooK? So Bliss, what do you have to say about his recent comments about you?

Bliss: Sorry...I haven't watched. I'm too busy with doing really useful things...like enjoying my visit to New York and having a good time with friends and but that hasn't stopped me for doing my regular training. When I get to New Orleans tomorrow, I will be continuing to prepare just like any other battle against any other opponent

Mike: It doesn't concern you that he claims to be better than you? That he's discredited all you said in your last promo.

Bliss: He can try and make up whatever excuses he wants for why he is everything I've said he is. Lying really isn't my style Mike....it doesn't do anything for you except give you a headache, trying to remember every word you said so you don't look a fool. I don't have a reason to say things that aren't true. I told him he was fat...well that's obvious. I told him he had no talent...and from what I saw of a few old tapes I dug up, I still believe that. I also said that he was barking up the wrong tree if he thought he was going to be the one to take on the AoA and win...also true. If he wants to start a war...he can be my guest. If he wants to build himself an army of other people that feel that we're a real threat.... if anything that's a compliment to us...the fact that they are so afraid of what we might do...that what we will do...that they have to gather forces to come against us. That they have absolutely no chance of stopping us and our vision of what this business should be like. AJ is just a brainwashed little puppet. He thinks the same thing that every other person has thought when they've stepped through the doors at MPW central. I am a champion. I will be the new face of this company. I will be #1. It's all a big fat game. A lie implanted in the brain of every new shit for brains newcomer. Another person that the corporate monkeys think will stop people like us...that will be better than the last person they pumped up. I was one of those people...now I'm someone they want to squash quickly. Compared to AJ, I am a better wrestler. I am a better shit talker and I am going to be the one that crushes his dreams of being great here.

Mike: That's a bold statement.

Bliss: I am bold. When it comes to brass taxes here, I have bigger balls then most of the men that have faced me.

[More chuckling from Drake]

Bliss: I have outwrestled many.

Mike: But when it comes to matches involving weapons it seems to be your Achilles heel.

Bliss: Mike, I'm surprised, you said you never watched. However, I've never lied about not liking to use weapons. I was trained by my father, who was an Olympic wrestler. He always felt that anybody that resorted to using weapons was not a real wrestler...no offence to my fellow AoA member Kuk Killswitch, but I kind of feel the same way...so I never got used to using weapons. I avoided them to be honest. Roxi thought by our match being a street fight that she had an upper hand and I suppose in a way she did. It didn't stop me from going balls to the wall and even though she got a half assed win by chocking me out, she didn't make me submit and she didn't pin me. That's why she's not a real champ. She's undeserving of the title she now wears.

Mike: But wouldn't you be able to same of you if you had won?

Bliss: Nope. Because I was already the champ. I would simply be making a point that no other could defeat me. Everyone has a weakness Mike. Thursday AJ Stark's weakness is that I am in fact a woman. I'm not like some of the women in MPW where I parade around and throw my boobs in peoples faces when I wrestle.

[Drake chokes on his spit while trying to hold in a laugh]

Bliss: When I'm in that ring I'm not there to do anything but win. Despite what people have called me, despite what people have said because of who I see in my spare time it doesn't have any bearing on my skills in that ring. I am still worthy of being the Sin City Champ and on Thursday I will show just that when I take out yet another useless drone to the system. Another lackey with desires of greatness with no real substance to back up that dream. I will not lose again....to anybody. I am not going to be a stepping stone for nobody.

Mike: On top of his statements about what you've said, the man also praises your in ring skill. What do you have to say about that?

Bliss: I'm not here to earn the respect of anybody. It doesn't get you anything. Can I put that respect on a shelf? Can I get anywhere in life with the respect of some guy with a cheesy gimmick and even cheesier attitude? You know how many men have used the same exact line "I was raised never to strike a woman but because she's the one I'm facing I wont let that hold me back" or something to the like. It's old. It's tired. It's grating on my nerves. For once I'd like someone to come up with something original. I can always guarantee that I will get at least one of the following things: Something about my love life. Something about my loses and something like I'm a bitch, a cunt, slut or whore.

Mike: Whoa...we're not censored here...

Bliss: Do I look like I give a fuck?

[Drake coughs]

Bliss: Sometimes the smart ones will use a combination of all or some of those things and think it's terribly clever. AJ is no different. He played the "I respect her" card but that's only because I held the belt until recently. If I didn't have that on my side I wonder if he'd be so gracious in his comments about my skill...or my accomplishments. I know people out there think I'm a sell out, that the only reason I did this was because of my involvement with Drake, but frankly I was fed up with being pushed down. I was tired of people that had been here shorter periods of time with less hard work being pulled into the world title shot above me...and I'm sorry honey...Drake...you were one of them. You can't say that I haven't proven myself enough to deserve to be up there with you.

Drake: I don't deny that.

Bliss: Exactly. I know that sooner or later, AJ is going to be another one of those guys that are boosted above me yet again, so I'm nipping this in the bud early. Before he becomes another Ash Soulsfate, or Brandon Nytrus....even Christian Carter, when he was still here, they got a world title shot and what did I get? Nothing. Even after holding the Sin City belt for months. That is my main reason for joining AoA...because this needs to be fixed. For the people that actually treat this like a real sport, instead of entertainment. You don't see Hockey or Football teams being asked to take a step back and loose so that the popular teams can pull ahead of them do you?

Mike: No. It's all about the combined talent and how it's used on every team that makes it a winner or a loser.

Bliss: See you get it Mike. We just have about seven billion others to convince. AJ can call himself Mighty Mouse for all I could care but it's not going to make him a winner here. His spare tire isn't going to help him, nor is that fact that he is taller. I am unbelievably resilient. I am resourceful and I'm unpredictable. Can't say the same about him though. I can read him like an open book. He's probably studying my tapes, watching my old promos. Looking for anything...everything that will give him something but what he's going to find is that no two things have ever worked on me. He can say that I underestimate him. He can say that I've never been hit with this move or that move. That I'm nothing but a wannabe. Say whatever he damn well pleases...I don't care. I'm done with reacting to comments like a hot head...my anger is best saved for when I'm in that ring and that is when the magic will really happen. When I will show the empty headed drones that sit in the audience or on their couches at home why I am the 'Original' Goddess.

Mike: Thanks Bliss. Drake, do you have anything else to say. You've been relatively quiet here.

Drake: I trust Bliss to be able to speak for our cause, just like I trust any of the others that walk this road with us....this interview was more to promote her match with Mr. Stark on Thursday then it was for me.

Mike: Right. Well That's about all the time we have for today. Thank you both for joining us here on WFAN Sports Radio. I am Mike Francesca. After the commercial break we'll talk about predictions for the upcoming baseball season and we'll also hear from you out there.

Mike takes off his headset and so does Bliss and Drake.

Mike: Hey thanks a lot man...Bliss...it was great having you on.

Drake shakes the man's hand and nods at Bliss.

They both leave, exiting out towards the lobby.

Bliss: How did I do there? Do you think I made my point bold enough?

Drake: Two good promo's for your match. If Stark isn't questioning himself and doubting whether or not he's going to win then there isn't really much else you can do. You can't keep screaming at inanimate objects....

Bliss: Another lost cause.

He nods.

Drake: Exactly. We can't save everyone, and that's okay, but we're already making an impact. Did you see how many of those stupid drones are holding up signs for us...

He shakes his head. Bliss smiles.

Bliss: You're using my word.

Drake: What?

Bliss: Drones. You never used that before. I kind of stole the idea from an article I read about unmanned airplanes that the US government uses. It seems like the fans are just unmanned vessels that will believe whatever they are programmed to do....so that's why I started saying it. Now you're saying it.

He gives her a one armed squeeze as they grab their coats from reception and head back out into the crisp New York air.

Drake: Because it's brilliant. I wouldn't have recruited you if I didn't think that you would do well for us. I'm not in the habit of surrounding myself with fools. This match on Thursday is just going to be another well earned victory for all of us, as well as you...but I know you need this as a pick me up from your loss. You will get your win against Roxi in a rematch. I know it.

Bliss: Thanks for believing in me.

Drake: Frankly I was surprised that she got you in that hold but she didn't get you to tap and that's what counts. Once you get the Sin City back, AoA will hold all but one belt in MPW and that will make us even more unstoppable.

Bliss: What about the TV title?

Drake shrugs

Drake: Insignificant. Like you said, your brother won that without even trying so how much worth could it have? However, maybe one day, one in our ranks will win it bringing all the titles to the worthy people.

Bliss rubs her hands together.

Bliss: Thursday is the start of my own personal brand of reigning terror among the masses. Starting with AJ

Drake: I'm going to thoroughly enjoy seeing it.

She smacks his arm and he smirks.

***

AJ...AJ...AJ... I decided that I couldn't let you go on believing your own lies...so I've taken this couple minutes out of my busy day to address your concerns....you're welcome.

You claim in all your misdirected glory that I misjudged you and that I'm calling you stereotypical....but yet you went to the trouble of hiring a man...a plastic surgeon to say that I'm fake. Tell me...how is that original or unique from what every other person has done before you?

I don't have to prove to you or anyone else that I've never had any work down my dear. These are all natural...eat your heart out...cuz I can see how much you, just like every other man in this company reacts to seeing me. Since your a MAN you wouldn't understand about how a good bra does wonders. I know what my assets are Mr. Stark. I know that it's easy to flash my chest and get what I want...but that doesn't mean that I can't compete. Go ahead and keep thinking I'm a joke. Go ahead and think that I'm a charlatan.

You know why I call myself the "Original Goddess"... I don't resort to getting a surgeon to make me beautiful, but also because I don't bow down to anybody. Everything I do, I have a reason for and I'm far from letting anyone dictate my actions. I'm a part of AoA because I want to be. I am not brainwashed. I'm not 'dick whipped'. AoA is going to turn this business back into what it should be...where people who deserve shots and recognition get it and the people who kiss ass get left in the dust. If you really think I've slept my way to the top...give me a list of the so called people that I manipulated? Technically speaking wouldn't you be looking no further than your manager...since you know, he was GM when I got 2 of my title shots? Before you start making claims perhaps you should have some facts to back them up with.

You and everyone else can be summed up in one word. Hypocrite.

Sure...you can think that because I'm in league with Drake it means that I've been 'broken' as you say. You say I have issues from my childhood...where the fuck have you been? I've never lied about what my past entails...so bringing that up is moot.

Like I've said over and over and over again. You like every other so called superstar that's come up against me have used the same things again to try and get at me and frankly it's starting to wear a little thin and that is why it will be so much more special when I make you eat that mat on Thursday. You like so many others... think you have me figured out. Think that I'm just some plastic Barbie doll.

Well when this "Barbie doll" kicks your fat ass on Thursday, I'll be the one laughing.

You, just like me claim that my jokes are immature...huh...but yet you go right for big boobs jokes....seems that your the one being 'infantile'.

You really think I give a shit if you respect me? Please. You can go back to the dungeon you waddled out of Shrek and take that donkey of a manager with you.

You are the "anti-hero"?...funny since the first thing you say upon stepping into MPW is say that you wanna take down Drake...the so called Villain. Do you know what Anti hero even means? So are you saying you have no desire to 'save' MPW from Drake and his merry band of puppets...as you might as well of called us? No sir. You are trying to be a bonafide hero....because you have no personal vendetta against any of us. You've walked in here a blank slate...funny since that describes your intelligence completely.

I don't waste my time worrying about fools. A fool that really believes that I'm so very jealous of him and my 'boyfriend'. I've admitted openly to many of the things you've accused me of. Except I am far from fake. I am far from not doing exactly what I say I will do. You wanna throw around the 'former' part a lot. Go ahead. Whatever makes you feel like more of a man...lord knows that when I beat the piss out of you, you'll need whatever ounce of manhood I leave you with just to get your ass off that mat.

AJ, your time has come. You were picked to go up against me because you have been accused of not seeing the truth. You believe that you can rid MPW and the wrestling community of a fraction that will forever change the way Professional Wrestling is viewed. I cannot stand back and allow that. Our plans must continue as planned...and so you have been judged and your sentence is about to be carried out. Those that stand against the AoA are the problem and I am the solution. Prepare for your punishment, 'Cuz I am the Original Goddess...any more questions?

ACHIEVEMENTS:

Sin City Champion (x2)
North American Champion (x1)
Wrestler of the Month - September