[Christian Underwood]

 Laura Jackson vs. Ambrosia Grey vs Joanne Canelli vs. Mercedes Vargas

Please post your RPs here.

[The Jersey Devil Diva]

 Act 1: Home Away from Home

"Growing up in an Italian family, you use a harsh tone and 10 minutes later everybody forgets about it."
Elizabeth Edwards



The scene opens on the beautiful countryside of Sicily. It was still dark but the tall trees swayed gently in a light breeze that moved over the island. The water was a crystal clear blue even in the night, and a few fisherman were already out and about taking in an early morning catch. The sun was still a few hours from rising, and the little town that sat on the cliff was still asleep. The camera soon focuses on a large villa sitting high on a hill above the town. This was the Canelli estate where her father had retired. The house was dark, and the guards made their rounds for another night. The sound of a phone ringing somewhere within the villa is soon heard, and a light goes on in one of the many bedrooms that lined the second floor. We see Joanne lying in a King size bed with Reno still asleep beside her. She looks at the clock and sighs. It was 4:30 in the morning, and the sun had yet to be seen. She answers her cell phone and lies back on the pillows.

Joanne: If you're not dead or dyin' you shouldn't be callin'.

The voice on the other end just laughs, as her eyes get wide. She knew who it was, and sighs, looking at the clock.

Joanne: I'm sorry Mister Staggs... It's just we're in Sicily and it's still early here. What can I do for you? A match? Sure when? Two weeks time... I can be there. Who's it against? I see. No, I can handle it. Thank you. Yeah see then.

Joanne hangs up the phone and sighs. She tries to close her eyes once again, but she can't go back to sleep. She turns over and looks at Reno who is still asleep. She gets up from the bed, and grabs a silk robe and heads out onto the balcony. She looks out down onto the town below, as it starts to come alive. A few lights were starting to appear in the windows of the houses and the smell of fresh baked goods starts to drift up from the town below. Joanne leans against the railing, and smiles to herself as she pulls the silk robe around her.

Joanne: In 1943 George Patton, along with the Us and British forces retook the island of Sicily. They drove the Nazi's away from this paradise, only to turn it into a war ground once again. In 1944 he handed over the island to the "anti-facists" who were the heads of the families that held the island in an iron grip before the Nazi's came to Sicily. My family was one of them. We've been here since the time of the first Pope, and will be until the end of time. We have made this island ours and it will remain that way. When the Allies came here they unleashed what had been sealed against our will. In two weeks time I will be thrown into a Four corner match, and I have to say it is for a wonderful prize.

She walks down the stairs and onto the lower level as the guards watch her closely. Joanne walks around the grounds with eyes watching her from the roof, and other spots on the ground. She was the heiress of the family in Sicily and would be watched by the men that the family trusted, no matter where she went.

Joanne: Laura I know that you and I are on the same side but that doesn't matter. I'm after one thin' and one thin' only. The title shot that is up for grabs will be mine, no matter what I have to do. you see I know that Necra will keep the title, and then when she and I face each other it'll be nothin' more then a friendly match between two people that have nothin' but respect for each other. She is someone that I could face and know that I would have her respect unlike you. I've been here for a while and you have yet to show we any respect.  I just wonder will you side with me to take care of the other two just to push me ahead and let me go after the title? Or will you try and help them take me down, and stop me in my tracks and take it for yourself?

She heads for the pool that was around the side of the house and she the water glistened in the early morning. The sun was starting to peak over the top of the hill.

Joanne: Ambrosia this is your first match in the SCW, and you think that you can make it in a place like this, against someone like me? I've held many titles over my long career and now they throw you into a match that you shouldn't even be in. Honey you're in the wrong business, and trust me when this match is over, you will be on the mat wonderin' if you are in the right line of work.

Joanne continues to walk along the pool and watches the sun starting to come up over the hill just a little bit more. The rays of the sun were warm and a light fog started to lift from the ground, and surround the town below making it vanish from sight.

Joanne: Mercedes... You're the only one that I consider a threat in all of this. You have as many achievements as I do, and I have to admit that I'm a bit surprised. They actually tossed someone in that has talent, and has had a match already. Laura and you are the only two that know what to expect when you actually step into the ring. You have faced Faith and so have I, but that's only one match Mercedes. I know that you have had victories in other places, but that doesn't matter until you can actually prove yourself here in the SCW. You've only had one match here and Faith beat you. You have to prove yourself against me, and show the rest of the locker room that you can actually stand against someone like me, and that you deserve that title shot. I know that you think you're big and bad, and that you can stand against all of the Bombshells in the back, but you can't and you haven't proven yourself just yet.

Joanne removes the robe, revealing hardly anything underneath. A tight black and red matching bra and panties cling to her body, as she dives into the pool. She comes up for air, with her hair clinging to her face. She pushes it back and smiles to herself as she leans against the edge and watches the sun fully rise above the villa.

Joanne: I know all of you are thinkin' the same thin' about me, and I really don't care what you think. I'm the real thin' and trust me I know what I'm doin'. This match isn't goin' to be easy but that doesn't matter. I will do everythin' and anythin' that I have to do just to get what I want. I will make you all regret ever steppin' into that ring with me, and even tryin' to get your hands on the Title shot for the Bombshell Roulette Title. I'm the only one that is worthy to even try for it. We are the Mafioso; and we get paid to kick your ass. See you soon ladies.

She sinks back under the water, and moves like a ripple underneath, only to come up on the other side of the pool. She flips over onto her back, and floats there staring up at the morning sky, as the scene fades to black.

[Laura Jackson]

 

The screen came up and showed SCW wrestler Laura Jackson sitting on a stool. The camera panned around and showed what looked like a pretty run down dive bar. The kind of place that looked like it was completely out of style twenty years ago. She sat there and slowly lifted up a beer into her mouth and drunk from it. She had on a black tank top, blue jeans and black boots. She looked at the camera and rolled her eyes.

Laura Jackson
I can’t even drink in peace! You guys just have to shove a camera into my face? Ok what do you want from me!

Cameraman
Just going to ask how you feel after what happened on the recent episode of Climax control!

Laura let out a small laugh and a dry smile carried her face.

Laura Jackson
What do you want me to say? It showed that am a fucking loser! Would you want me to cry about the fact I beat the shit out of Odette before the match and yet couldn't get the job done. Or how about the fact I give the woman I love a near concussion make her miss her chance to end that little Aussie bimbo once and for all!

Cameraman
Ummm is that how you feel about what happened?

Laura just turned back to the bar and mumbled something to herself under her breath before taking another long sip of her beer.

Cameraman
Ok let switch gears you have a great chance at Into the Void 2 to get a chance to go and claim a shot at the Bombshell Roulette Championship! You got to be excited about that I mean as a former champion to have a shot at gold once more!

Laura looked at the camera and just kind of shook her head.

Laura Jackson
Look there is no doubt that it’s a great honour to compete for the Bombshell title and do it against a woman who has the skills like Necra as she will dispose of Amy but there is one problem with this and that is Mandy she and Necra have gotten close after getting off what could be described aa a rocky start. Still I think I could get Mandy to see this as a positive what not do it. Beside if we got some kind of kinky match she would no doubt try to make it a three way! So since you know what I’m doing better than I do why don’t you tell me just who I’m facing

Cameraman
You are taking on Mercedes Vargas, Ambrosia Grey and Joanne Canelli in a 4 way in fact Joanne always did a promo about the. Here check it out!

The cameraman passed her his cell phone and Laura watched Joanne cut her promo. To be honest it was really basic and Laura wasn’t interested until she talked about herself. Saying how she had never shown her any respect in her career and asking what she would do in the match? Laura passed the phone back to cameraman before taking a long sip of beer before putting it down. She turned and looked down the bar.

Laura Jackson
Hey when you get a moment can I get another one?

With that Laura turned back to the camera.

Laura Jackson
So Joanne you think I’m being disrespect because I haven’t kissed your ass well let explain something to you. I don’t care if you are a mob boss and you send your goons to whack me I will never show you respect do it mean I don’t respect you. No it doesn’t but see just like Dave Scherer told Bill Apter when he was told he had to go job to him cause everyone does it he said no! As far as if I will help you take out the other 2 in the match or help them take you out at the end of the day I don’t care. As far as I can see it doesn’t matter since at the end of the day it’s only one spot and I’m getting it.

With that the barman walked over and put a beer bottle in front of Laura. She slipped him some cash and smiled.

Laura Jackson
Thanks man now then we have Ambrosia Grey who was basically picked apart by Mandy on Climax with ease I mean seriously she went through her like she was a hot knife into some soft butter. In fact I look at Grey and I see someone who is trying to be another Amanda Cortez when she should realise that there only one Mandy and no one will ever touch her but don’t worry sweetheart I send you indy fed ass back there so Monday you can pick up the phone to take call from promoters who are desperate for bottom of the barrel garbage.

Laura took a long drink of her beer before letting it sit back down on the bar before letting out a pleased sigh.

Laura Jackson
Lastly there is Mercedes Vargas who does have an impressive list of titles among other things but let be honest in this day and age you can get a list of things off the internet to say you done that so I work her match against Faith a few weeks ago and well I just got to say I was unimpressed with what I saw basically to me it was very bland and honestly I just couldn’t see what the big hype was in her. Guess I dump her on her head and then end this hype train. That good enough for you?

Cameraman
I believe it is thanks Miss Jackson!

Laura Jackson
Yeah right your thankful if you were really thankful you wouldn’t brother me!

With that Laura turned and carried on her drink as the cameraman stood up leaving the bar. As he did this the camera turned and the screen turned black

End of RP

[Mercedes Vargas]

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WELCOME TO THE PARTY</DIV>

<DIV ALIGN=CENTER>S|C|E|N|E| 001</DIV>

Las Vegas, Nevada
10:20 PM
June 11, 2013

“O brave new world that has such people in it!"

«The camera shows a Porsche 911 driving through the streets of Las Vegas. Along the way we see various people working and living their lives. The car drives past buildings, suburbs, a playground, a lake, and more. The voice over continues.»

Las Vegas, Nevada. It's called by many names - "The Gambling Capital of the World.""Sin City." "The Entertainment Capital of the World." "Capital of Second Chances."" The Marriage Capital of the World, or just simply, “Vegas”

«A series of quick cuts showing the outside exterior of Mandalay Bay Resort and Casino at night, a up-close shot of a monitor from a virtual slot machine, a crowd full of people dancing to music inside Studio 54, and a newlywed couple renewing their vows at a wedding chapel as an Elvis impersonator looks on.»

To those who live here, it's home. To those who visit, it's a paradise. For me, though?"

«We cut to inside the moving car. Mercedes Vargas is in the passenger side listlessly turning the pages of a magazine as Jorge, her brother, is behind the wheel while bobbing his head to the car radio.»

It's an almost common occurrence. You know, the more I think about it, the more I’m going to love being in Sin City Wrestling."

«illuminated skyscrapers, neon signs, and various hotels line every street as Mercedes looks out at tourist enjoying the night.»

After all, what’s not to like about being in Vegas?


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<DIV ALIGN=CENTER>S|C|E|N|E| 002</DIV>

Just outside of Las Vegas later that evening...

"Why are cigarettes sold at gas stations where smoking is prohibited?"

«We fade in to see Mercedes Vargas sitting alone outside on the veranda of a cafe, a glass still half full of pina colada in her hand. She is talking on her cellphone, though we don't know to who just yet.»

Mercedes: What do you mean that's a stupid question? Questions are made to be asked, Colleen...Yes, not everyone can be answered, but... Oh, alright.

«Mercedes pulls the cellphone away from her ear and downs the rest of her drink before placing the empty glass on a passing waiter's tray. She gets his attention, waving him back and pays for her drink. When he had gone, she begins to leave, bringing the phone to her ear again.»

Mercedes: Sorry, you were saying…It's sad to see her gone...Ellen will be missed....So, did you watch it... You did?...Shocking, I know. EVERYONE is talking about it. She didn't deserve that, if you asked me....I know nobody asked me, it's an expression.

«She stops in her tracks about halfway from her car, running a hand through her hair, as a worried expression crosses her face. She turns around and heads back to the cafe, all while continuing her conversation.»

Mercedes: Things are peachy keen....I just had a successful debut in this new promotion I joined...Sin City Wrestling....Eh, winning doesn't come by accident. It’s natural. Hey, now that you brought it up, I kinda need a favor. I need to book a trip to San Diego for, say, the twenty-third of June?

«Mercedes walks up to the table she once occupied and starts looking underneath it, but doesn't find what she's looking for, cursing to herself in Spanish.»

Mercedes: It’s on a Sunday. Yes, I have a match, per se, at the Into the Void pay-per-view, but I'm a bit busy right now to go into details at the moment.

«From across the room, she sees the waiter carrying a tray. Looking ahead of her, she crawls under the tables and starts working her way towards him, but she keeps getting distracted by the people whose taken offense to her strange behavior.»

Mercedes: Yeah, I think I'll catch the Padres game that afternoon. Anytime they play the Dodgers is a good day for me. That's great, Colleen. Could you hold on for a second...

«Mercedes finally catches up to the waiter as she approaches him.»

Mercedes: Just who I was looking for. Thanks.

«The waiter smiles, thinking she's talking about him. Mercedes holds up her car keys from the tray, as the waiter looks after her. A nervous smile is all she could muster as she slinks away, and we fade to black.»

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<DIV ALIGN=CENTER>S|C|E|N|E| 003</DIV>
Queens, New York
June 15, 2013 - Afternoon



[REC. ●]



«We open this scene with a view of a television being left on. It’s a highlight reel of matches involving Mercedes Vargas in various promotions, mostly showing off against random opponents mixed in with celebrating title wins and such. The camera pans left from the television to the bedroom to where we find the Argentine Assassin into view sitting up and smiling at the lens.»

"We’re a little more than a week away from SCW’s return to pay-per-view with their next event, Into the Void II on Sunday, June 23. And, just like my debut match, I’ll be wrestling on the early portion of the card, and that’s fine with me.

"Two weeks ago in my debut match at Climax Control, I went up against one girl. But in less than a week at Into the Void, I’m certainly going to have my hands full because in a four corners match for the number one contendership to the SCW Bombshell Roulette Championship, I’m going up against not one, not two, but three girls. And to make things even more interesting, this match will be under “Roulette Rules”, which pretty much means that any stipulation could be put play."

«Never let it be said that SCW didn't know how to make things interesting. Despite the surprise element put in place for the match itself, Mercedes didn't seem all that much concerned. In fact, if there was anything she loved more, it was the element of surprise.»

"So in this match are my opponents, Lauren Jackson, Ambrosia Grey, and Joanne Canelli. Now, girls, I could tell you that you’ve never been in the ring with someone like me before, but chances are you probably have. They may not have my accolades or my championship caliber, but I think you get the idea. You may or may not have seen my match with Faith, but you ask her whether her “faith” was broken after she suffered defeat at my hands.  You didn't need a crystal ball, tarot cards, or have to read tea leaves to know that. What really made me laugh was reading the previews ahead of that match. It said that Faith was going to set me back a few steps. Well, despite how good she was and taking me to the very limits and all her heart and determination, it turned out to have been all for naught. Because in the end, it was one step forward for me, and two steps back – for my opponent."

«After their match, it was unclear what paths they would take or whether she and Faith would see each other again in the near future, but as of now Mercedes had three dangerous opponents that required her attention, three different personalities to mesh with. Mercedes picks up the remote and clicks off the television. Slipping into slippers, she enters the kitchen, grabs a bowl of cereal from her cabinet, finds the nearest box of Wheaties, and adds milk from the carton from out the refrigerator. She takes up her bowl in her hand, eating a spoonful of cereal.»

"Wheaties, the breakfast of champions. Anyway, I guess you're all wondering that because I'm the new girl, because one match does not an impression make, I should be worried, right? I ask myself the same question: Am I worried about this? Should I be? See, it doesn't matter if I have to go up against one girl or three girls. I can take on anyone and as many opponents that’s willing to take me on at a time. That’s fine, that doesn’t concern me. It doesn’t matter if the stipulation is voted on by the fans or by the spin of a roulette wheel. It could be falls count anywhere. It could be no disqualification. It could be a ladder match. It could even be a Casket match for all we know. Honestly, I could care less if it was a game of hopscotch.

"And in all honestly, I kinda hope it is, because I’ve heard what you all had to say about this four-way, and I was left to shake my head.  ‘I’m going to be number one contender. No, I’m going to be the number one contender.’ Silly rabbits, none of you are going to be the number one contender, because this match was already decided. Whether I'm going to win this match, because I am, let's get that out the way right now, is a foregone conclusion. That I am supposed to be worried about any of you isn't even a question. What's that, Lauren? No, I'm not worried about you, Amanda Cortez and Odette Ryder. That's one lover's quarrel I will not take part in. What's that Joanne? No, I haven't wondered if The Godfather and Goodfellas will one day have a movie together? What's that, Ambrosia? No, I haven't really give much thought about your name, but it is interestling one, to say the least. What I am concerned about is whose name will be next on my checklist. Will it be Lauren, Ambrosia or Jo-Jo?"

«She lets the question hang in the air as she takes up another spoonful of cereal while leaning on the counter. The question did leave her quite intrigue.»

Now that I think about it, I guess it really doesn't matter how you add it up, it all equals to me adding three new names to my checklist. Oh, and becoming the number one contender to the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Roulette Championship.

«Mercedes picks up a clipboard and turns it to the camera. Faith's name is already checked off in black marker, with Joann, Laura and Ambrosia's names the newest ones added, though question marks are filled in the check boxes. She turns the clipboard to herself, smiling as she does so and pointing at each name, weighing the options in her mind before placing the clipboard down again.»

It’s takes one to dance, two to tango, three to boogie and four to party, girls, and I'm in quite the festive mood. At least, I will be after Sunday. But, hey, don't feel bad. All of you will get to share in what will my biggest win to date here, which brings me to my point. SCW, you can throw one girl at me, two girls, three girls, again, that’s fine with me, even a guy. Mercedes Vargas loves a good challenge and I don’t back down from a challenge. Competition makes me stronger, and I like to think I play well to my strengths.

So, uh, yeah. I wish you all but good luck against me, because you will need it. Of course, I don’t need luck, because I’m already good. That being said, ladies, invitations are in the mail. RSVP.

Welcome to the party.

«Mercedes smirks at the camera and waves as our scene fades out slowly and then to black.»

[Christian Underwood]

 The first deadline has passed. We are now into the second RP period.

[Mercedes Vargas]

 <DIV ALIGN=CENTER>50 Shades of Grey or Another 48 Hours</DIV>

“So, what have you’ve been up to lately? I bet you’ve been plenty busy all this week just trying to keep yourself prepared for this match, huh? This is going to be, well, difficult.”

We fade in with a view of Mercedes who is lying on her side on a couch while speaking to someone, but we can’t see who. Eating out of a box of Wheat Thins, she reaches into the box and takes up a handful as she continues her conversation.

“Whoever invented these [as she daintily pops in a few more Wheat Thins] should get a Nobel Peace Prize. These are like drugs. You want to stop, but you just can’t. They’re so addicting. Oh, and if I’m boring you, please let me know. Once I get going, I'm like the Energizer Bunny.”

Mercedes stretches as she sits up at the edge of the couch.

“You know what really irks me? People think I’m too arrogant and cocky. Well, that’s balderdash! Arrogant and cocky? No, that’s putting mildly. I may be arrogant and cocky or whatever, but then again, who isn’t? I just wouldn’t use those terms. I’m not arrogant and cocky, I’m, well, self-assured of myself, and, you know, I'm OK with that. It’s not bragging if you can’t back it up. Hey, but you know what? I think you’ll do great on Sunday. You’re the best. You think I’m the best? No, I’m not the best, you’re the best. Stop it, you’re the best. Yeah, you’re right, I am the best, and don’t you forget it, sweetheart.

Mercedes reaches into the box though the expression on her face is one of disappointment as she comes up with only crumbs.

"Ugh, you are no fun!  I can’t say I’m a fan of the silent type, but for the sake of my sanity, at least say something".

The camera slowly pans over to an empty chair. Yes, through the magic that is Eastwooding, Mercedes is able to have her dialogue. She stands up and walks over to the chair, circling around it as she continues.

"Hello, Ambrosia. Welcome to my humble abode. I’m glad that we're able to have this heart- to-heart… [Mercedes makes a face and takes a step back, holding up her hands innocently] Now, now, don’t get angry. No one forced a gun to your head and told you to come all this way, especially during the first day of summer. Sure, people will be off to camp or home form school...what are you planning on doing this summer? No, need for the TV-14 language, I was just asking. Sheesh!

So, uh, I hear you're also new to SCW.. That's great, I guess.  Takes the pressure off me in stealing the show Sunday night. You know, Ambrosia, you remind me of...me. No, I take that back. I wouldn't call myself much of a tomboy, not that there's anything wrong with that. Still have nothing to say? Well, I can see why. I'd be speechless too if I knew I was one of your opponents. Maybe I'll become a missing person and join Witness Protection.”

Mercedes shrugs her shoulders as she reaches over and rips open another box of Wheat Thins.

"Want some? They're really good. You're probably right, you would never understand the power Wheat Thins has over a person. It’s been over three years since my first visit to California, and I have to say, I never get tired of coming back. Sand, surf, sun, Hollywood…who can beat that? I'm sure you've been. You live in the Pacific Northwest, so getting shouldn't be much of a problem.  

"So, yeah, California. I've been to Sacramento, San Francisco, Los Angeles – three times, might I add – Anaheim, and since the start of SCW’s West Coast tour, I can now add Hayward and, as of this Sunday, San Diego, to the list. Of course, I’ve lost only twice while here in The Golden State, which shouldn’t come as a surprise. Out of the four of us in this contender's match, my expectations are pretty low. I mean, I’m just the new girl. Well, so are you. Even if I don’t come out the winner here, it’s not like it’s the end of the world. I’ll get another contender’s match or title shot down the road. Though I can’t say the same for all of you, you don’t have that luxury."

Mercedes turns around suddenly with a surprised look on her face. She paces back and nearly stumbled over the chair. There before her is a cardboard cutout of Joanne Canelli. Mercedes breathes a sigh of relief, putting a hand over her heart.

"Jo-Jo! You nearly scared the daylights out of me! Someone should put on a bell on you! There seems to be a general consensus that Necra will retain the Bombshell Roulette Championship, but in all earnest, whoever walks out of San Diego, California with the title – whether it’s Necra or Amy Marshall – is winning this match worth it to you, Jo? Will it be worth it to the others? Will winning this match turn out to be a golden opportunity… or a wasted opportunity? Whichever one of you wins, you have to ask yourself one question: Do you feel lucky?

"Unlike you and Laura, and even Ambrosia here, I won't be needing luck, because I'm already good. I've only twice in California, and this Sunday in San Diego will be no different. I will walk out of Into the Void as the number one contender to the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Roulette Championship. Because the difference between me and the three opponents who stand in my way is that I am a contender. You are all merely pretenders. I’m the real contender to the title.

"I have to prove myself to you, Joanne? Is that a challenge? Because I love challenges, and I hope you’ll be able to put your money where your mouth is, unless your mouth is writing a check that you can’t cash. And I know in your kind of business, time is money and money is time – and you prefer not to waste either. Actually, sweetheart, I really don’t have to prove myself to you or anyone else for that matter. Like you said, I’m pretty much a proven commodity already, so you should know what I’m capable of, but you did raise an interesting point. None of my previous accomplishments matters here – I think I would know this already– but, you know, everyone needs that remainder now and again, so for that I thank you.

The camera follows Mercedes to where an iPad is displayed, which shows a still image of Lauren Jackson on the screen.

"And I want to thank you Laura for giving me a reason to now prove why you should believe the hype. I know among you there are the doubters, the naysayers, the haters who will say different. And, obviously I couldn't even win my debut match against Faith, isn't that right, Laurie? It must have been a full moon or something that night. But if I can recall, I thought I was the one who stood alone with my hand raised? Maybe I’m the one getting amnesia. Not quite the debut you had, Ambrosia. I couldn't even watch, and it's not for the reason you might think. It's not you're a bad wrestler, because you're not, it's just that I get get kinda queasy at the sight of blood. And, wow, you were like a stuck pig."

Mercedes picks  up her iPad and stands between the empty chair and the cardboard cut out.

"I want you to get on board because the hype train will be making its next stop in San Diego, California.

ALL ABOARD!!  

Fade

[Staggs]

 The second deadline has now passed