Post by Jillie on Jul 23, 2009 19:46:11 GMT -6
The scene opens in the Y Kores locker room. “The Assassin” Rory Kotch is on the computer, apparently looking something up, while “Everyone’s Favourite Lady” Adriana Samu and “The Other Girl” Petrina Rotchester are playing a game of cards with their manager, Xander Nova. We have caught them mid-conversation.
AS: I’m telling you – all-girl rock bands suck. You need at least one guy in there to give the music some balls.
PS: Whatever. Yer mad.
XN: That is a surprisink statement comink from you, Adriana.
AS: I can say it because I’m a girl.
PR: What about Heart?
Rory types something up.
RK: Nope. Ric Markmann and Craig Bartock. Sounds like men to me.
PR: There ‘as to be someone…HOLE!
AS: My point, exactly.
PR: Alright, I’ll give ye that one…
RK: So, followink your logic, vhere do the transvestite bands fit in…?
Adriana and Petrina think on that for a second.
PR: Placebo has some good songs…
AS: I’d go with hit or miss on that one.
RK: Vell, now that ve have that out of the vay, vhat the Hell is vith our match this veek?
AS: We’ve got Marcus Ryan and some SINdicate bums, don’t we?
PR: Who’s Marcus Ryan?
RK: He’s vone of the Gunz.
PR: Alex n’ Chris never mentioned ‘im…
AS (ignoring her): I don’t know about you two, but I’m getting a little frustrated here. I went to the Commish and told him we wanted the Gunz in the ring, and we get scheduled for this match instead.
RK: Vin Sin “has another match”
AS: So? Since when has that stopped me? Or you, Rory? Both of us have had many double headers in our careers.
RK: Furthermore, Sin is gettink a shot at the Texas Title. Vhere is OUR title shots!? Each vone of us deserves to be in that match.
Everyone nod their heads in agreement emphatically.
PR: We shouldda been scheduled fer a match that our opponents will actually show up for to fight. The boys we’ve got this weekend seem more concerned w’getting’ us in bed…
AS: And therein lies the never-ending battle we have to face. The men in this business are so used to Divas, valets and Knockouts, that they take for granted our talents and abilities. They see tits, and they think sex.
RK: They should be thinkink like Doomsday - about the pipe that’s goink to land upside their heads if they’re not careful. I never liked that man, not in my SINdicate days, and not in yours, Dria, but at least he knows vhat ve’re capable of.
PR: Unlike this Marcus Ryan bloke. Jesus, why do Alex n’ Chris pick such losers t’hang out with?
AS: Anyway, we could sit here ad bitch all night or we can do what we always do.
PR: Get pissed n’ rip up the town?
RK: No, not vhat YOU alvays do…
Petrina looks disappointed.
AS: We can prove once again to management that we deserve a straight up match against the Young Gunz – just us verses them.
RK: …and not to mention a title shot…
PR: …by goin’ out there this weekend ‘n kickin’ ass!
The women all smile and nod, content in their plan, and go back to their cards and internet as the scene fades.
AS: I’m telling you – all-girl rock bands suck. You need at least one guy in there to give the music some balls.
PS: Whatever. Yer mad.
XN: That is a surprisink statement comink from you, Adriana.
AS: I can say it because I’m a girl.
PR: What about Heart?
Rory types something up.
RK: Nope. Ric Markmann and Craig Bartock. Sounds like men to me.
PR: There ‘as to be someone…HOLE!
AS: My point, exactly.
PR: Alright, I’ll give ye that one…
RK: So, followink your logic, vhere do the transvestite bands fit in…?
Adriana and Petrina think on that for a second.
PR: Placebo has some good songs…
AS: I’d go with hit or miss on that one.
RK: Vell, now that ve have that out of the vay, vhat the Hell is vith our match this veek?
AS: We’ve got Marcus Ryan and some SINdicate bums, don’t we?
PR: Who’s Marcus Ryan?
RK: He’s vone of the Gunz.
PR: Alex n’ Chris never mentioned ‘im…
AS (ignoring her): I don’t know about you two, but I’m getting a little frustrated here. I went to the Commish and told him we wanted the Gunz in the ring, and we get scheduled for this match instead.
RK: Vin Sin “has another match”
AS: So? Since when has that stopped me? Or you, Rory? Both of us have had many double headers in our careers.
RK: Furthermore, Sin is gettink a shot at the Texas Title. Vhere is OUR title shots!? Each vone of us deserves to be in that match.
Everyone nod their heads in agreement emphatically.
PR: We shouldda been scheduled fer a match that our opponents will actually show up for to fight. The boys we’ve got this weekend seem more concerned w’getting’ us in bed…
AS: And therein lies the never-ending battle we have to face. The men in this business are so used to Divas, valets and Knockouts, that they take for granted our talents and abilities. They see tits, and they think sex.
RK: They should be thinkink like Doomsday - about the pipe that’s goink to land upside their heads if they’re not careful. I never liked that man, not in my SINdicate days, and not in yours, Dria, but at least he knows vhat ve’re capable of.
PR: Unlike this Marcus Ryan bloke. Jesus, why do Alex n’ Chris pick such losers t’hang out with?
AS: Anyway, we could sit here ad bitch all night or we can do what we always do.
PR: Get pissed n’ rip up the town?
RK: No, not vhat YOU alvays do…
Petrina looks disappointed.
AS: We can prove once again to management that we deserve a straight up match against the Young Gunz – just us verses them.
RK: …and not to mention a title shot…
PR: …by goin’ out there this weekend ‘n kickin’ ass!
The women all smile and nod, content in their plan, and go back to their cards and internet as the scene fades.
