☆ Scene; Norway Bound ☆ Outfits; Jemma & Dustin ☆

The sound of rubber tires squealed as the engine of a plane roared as the scene opens and we see a British Airways plane touching down in frigidly cold Oslo, Norway. There was older white snow lining each side of the runway, as soft white flakes fluttered down from the fluffy gray clouds gracefully like a ballerina dancing on her toes. It was a slow taxi to the gate and as soon the all clear is given, everyone bolts up from his or her seats. But SCW bombshell Jemma Asar and her husband Dustin Byrd remain seated, waiting for the mad rush of people trying to get off the plane to end.

As people began to trickle out of the door at the front left of the plane. One by one, people slowly step through at walk up the ramp and into the airport. Jemma and Dustin remain seated at Jemma holds onto her husband’s hand.

DUSTIN ☆ BYRD
• • • loving husband
"Are you sure this is what you want to do love? You didn’t have to come all this way to do this."

JEMMA ☆ ASAR
• • • spunky ginger
"When I saw my name on the card is when I made my decision. And the way that one of Gabe’s friend’s talked about it… it just solidified my decision. When I arrive at the arena day of… I’m going to tell them."

Dustin looked into his wife’s eyes and squeezed her hand. The couple remained in their seats until it’s clear enough for them to stand up. After retrieving their carryon luggage from the overhead compartment, Jemma walks in front of her husband and exits the plane. After walking up the ramp and out into the main airport area, Jemma locks her fingers around her husband’s as they walk towards customs.

The closer they get to customs, Jemma starts to feel a bit… off. So she stops her husband right outside the women’s lavatory.

JEMMA ☆ ASAR
• • • spunky ginger
"Dusty… I need a few minutes. I’m not feeling too well."

Dustin nods in her direction and squeezes her hand.

DUSTIN ☆ BYRD
• • • loving husband
"While you’re in there, I will try to find you something to drink. It might help you feel better."

Jemma and Dustin exchange a quick kiss before Jemma heads into the bathroom. She finds an empty stall and covers the seat with the newspaper she’d picked up at Heathrow before sitting upon it. She takes a deep breath and sighs, resting her head against the cold steel stall wall. As usual, she was a bottle of emotions that was ready to explode. This was a usual occurrence since she stepped foot into a wrestling ring.

JEMMA ☆ ASAR
• • • spunky ginger
"God I don’t know why I can never shake this feeling. So maybe this is the right decision."

Jemma reached into her purse and pulled out her gold iPhone 6 plus. One of the apps she had on her phone was for WordPress… the host of the blog where she regularly posted entries regarding her life, her job and the planning of her official wedding ceremony. She opened it up to start a new post. She had to wait a bit, fumbling around in her brain with the right words she wanted to say, before she put her fingers to the screen

"Sooo…. I know it has been a while since I posted one of these. But there really hasn’t been much to talk about over the past few weeks. We’ve moved back to Essex from Atlanta. America just wasn’t the place for us. In the weeks since then, it’s just been us settling back into life in the UK as well as fixing our relationship. Sometimes we think we rushed into things but then we realize how much we really do love each other."

The mere thought of her husband was enough to bring a cute little smile upon the face of the ginger haired Jemma. If there was one person who supported her unconditionally… it was Dustin.

"I’ve spent the past few months of my career trying to be something and someone that I’m just not. From the very first moment that I stepped foot into a wrestling ring as something other than an interviewer, I was trying so hard to garner my own brother’s acceptance. That’s what I’ve been doing from the very first contract I signed. I just wanted to make him happy. To show him that for once in our lives that he could be proud to call me his sister. Growing up with an emotionally and physically abusive father… Gabe really didn’t have a great upbringing. Mine wasn’t much better but it wasn’t as bad as my brother’s.

So since the very beginning, I’ve doubted my abilities. And I know I shouldn’t really be pointing fingers and that it is mostly all my fault for not getting proper training. But the amount of pressure that I’ve had put on me… is insurmountable. People have been putting so much pressure on me to be like Gabe, comparing me to my brother at any chance that they got.  All that pressure has made me doubt myself and thus… I’ve lost every single match that I’ve been in."

Jemma looked up from the phone screen, watching as a few different set of women’s feet walked in front of her stall. She always did like looking at shoes and actually saw a few pairs that she liked.

"This week in SCW is the first week back for me in a while. And they have put me against some newbie who looks like she is straight out of that super stupid “Rock of Ages” movie. This chick is seriously stuck in the 80s… especially with a name like Twisted Sister. I mean come on… Are you trying to be Dee Snyder or something? They were nothing but a little more than a one hit wonder, well two time mega hit wonder… but that’s nothing you should model yourself after. Even if you are twisted in the head… you don’t really belong in a wrestling ring… more like a straight jacket inside of a padded room. From what I’ve heard… this chick is beyond crazy and makes Lindsay Lohan look like a saint and lamb. And that’s saying a lot cause she’s bat shit loco.

But the one thing about her that pisses me off the most is that she had the nerve to say something about my brother. Someone from SCW let it slip of what she said. I won’t say who… but I found out about it. You can say anything you want about me… I don’t give a flying fart in space. But the moment you say something about my husband or my brother… best believe I’m not going to let it stand. So I hope she knows what she has gone and gotten herself into… because this bitch… and I mean myself… is going to make her pay miserably. My brother isn’t stupid… he left because his heart just wasn’t in it anymore. But for what this crazy bitch has said about my family… she’s going to learn just how crazy a ginger can really be.

I’m going out… with a bang. Because this is my last match."

Without any hesitation, Jemma hit post on the blog entry before locking the phone and sliding it back into her purse. After that, she flushed the toilet to make it seem like she was finished before gathering her bags. She walks towards the sinks and slides the newspaper into the trashcan before washing her hands. She uses the water to wash her face before drying it on her sleeve. She sighs deeply again as she looked at herself in the mirror. She then turned and met her husband outside the bathroom where he was waiting with a bottle of Sprite. He kissed her on the head as she sipped it, the scene fading out to black.

Tag; Twisted Sister
Notes; This is my last role-play as Jemma. I've struggled for too long trying to establish something with her. I will be bringing in someone to replace her so please, please, please do not delete this account cause I'll just use it for the new person. Thanks
Credits; FlawlessGFX

 

✲ Scene; Happy Turkey Day ✲ Outfits; Jemma, Gabe, Dustin ✲[/div]

It is Thanksgiving Day when the scene opens up in the Atlanta, Georgia apartment of Jemma Asar. She shares it with the love of her life, her fiancé Dustin Byrd and they are playing host to Jemma’s older brother Gabriel, Gabriel’s girlfriend Amy Marshall… and the last minute addition of Gabriel’s friend Emery. As everyone was watching the Macy’s parade on the TV in the living room, except for Jemma who was cooking dinner in the kitchen, there was an awkward tension between Dustin and Gabriel. Since Jemma proposed to Dustin, Gabriel wasn’t asked if Dustin could have his sister’s hand in marriage and that kind of miffed the protective older brother a little bit.

Jemma had shooed away all help from the meal preparations but when her brother entered into the kitchen to get himself another cup of coffee, he wasn’t going to be asking his sister if she needed help cooking. He knew she could handle it… but he had a different issue on the brain.

GABRIEL||ASAR
----olderbrother☆
"Hey sis… how’s it going in here? It smells freakin’ amazing. Amy’s been saying she was supposed to help you and all.”

JEMMA||ASAR[/font]
----quirkyginger☆
"She was… but you guys had such a long flight that I just wanted her to relax.  It’s all good though. If I am going to be a wife I need to know how to cook big meals like this. She did help with the pies last night. So she gets to just sit on the couch with you and enjoy the day.”

GABRIEL||ASAR
----olderbrother☆
"That is kind of why I wanted to talk to you. Don’t you think that you’re being a little brash here? I mean, you went through that crap with Jason and I get he lied to you and everything, but is jumping into an engagement really something you should be doing? He seems like a nice guy and everything… but it kind of pissed me off that he didn’t ask for my permission to marry you.”

JEMMA||ASAR[/font]
----quirkyginger☆
"First off, I asked him to marry me… not the other way around. And secondly, you really don’t have room to talk to me about engagements and jumping into something. You were engaged to Natalia and she loved you. But you went and betrayed her in the worst way possible. She trusted you with every fiber of her being and now… now I don’t even know what’s going on with her. I do know she got married and is pregnant or had a baby… but she seems very happy considering you broke her heart into a million little pieces.”

GABRIEL||ASAR
----olderbrother☆
"Well you got me there. I just don’t want my little sister, the only family that I have left, to get hurt again. I could tell that the way things happened with Jason was not the way you wanted it to happen… but it happened. He is just lucky I don’t have the time to find him and kick his ass for you.”

JEMMA||ASAR[/font]
----quirkyginger☆
"Hey… I’m OK with everything. He married someone who hadn’t had sex in 15 years and all he sees in her is a fine piece of ass. There’s no love there… it’s impossible. I know what love is… Dusty and I… we have love. It’s been there since we were teenagers. And there is nothing that you can do about it… I am going to marry that man. It took us all these years to confess our feelings for one another. I lost him to that bitch for 5 long, horrible years… I’m not about to let him go again Gabe.”

Jemma stopped what she was doing, mixing up some gravy, to look straight at her brother. Their eyes make a connection and it is then that Gabriel can see that his sister… knows what she is doing. For the first time in a very long time, Gabriel sees Jemma as a woman and not the permanent little girl he’s locked her in his mind as. He couldn’t help but take a deep breath and let put a huge sigh.

JEMMA||ASAR[/font]
----quirkyginger☆
"I know that I should’ve said something or he should’ve asked… I don’t know. But you’re my brother… the only family that I have left. And I have fought with you for years upon years to get to this point. So like hell I’m going to alienate you. But Gabe, I just want to be totally and utterly happy for once in my existence.”

Jemma looked over at Dustin sitting on the chair, watching the parade and sipping at his cup of coffee. An almost instantaneous smile comes across her face, extending almost from ear to ear as she caught a quick glance from her husband-to-be. When Dustin looked back at the television, Jemma turned back to her brother.

JEMMA||ASAR[/font]
----quirkyginger☆
"That man does nothing but fill my heart with happiness and love.  So whether you accept it or not… I am going to marry that man. And when the times comes… I am going to bare his children. So all I ask is that you accept the fact that your baby sister… isn’t a baby anymore.”

Jemma reaches out and refills Gabriel’s cup of coffee, handing it back to him with a compassionate look upon her face. Jemma wants nothing more than Gabriel’s acceptance of her engagement. But Gabriel is a total hard ass about certain things and Jemma… well she certainly is one of those things. Gabriel’s fingers danced along the rim of the cup, he tried to gather his thoughts about the situation as Jemma went right on back to make sure the gravy wasn’t lumpy or too thin or too thick. This was the first big meal she was going to be cooking and she wanted, and expected, nothing short of absolute perfection.

GABRIEL||ASAR
----olderbrother☆
"Well you are right about one thing. As much as I hate to admit it, you are not a baby anymore. You’re the perfect image of a young woman. And honestly, I am proud to call you my sister. I remember growing up, when I was a hard ass teenager,  I always put you down and called you the foulest of names. I was literally just like dad. But now… now you’re blossomed into what I secretly wished you would be back then. And this is hard for me to say… but I approve. I’m not going to hold you back from your happiness when I’ve caused so much pain in your life.”

Gabriel reaches out and puts his hand on his sister’s shoulder. They make eye contact once again, Jemma’s green eyes looking deep into Gabriel’s brown ones.

GABRIEL||ASAR
----olderbrother☆
"Well thanks for the coffee sis. I’m going to go back to the couch so Amy doesn’t make your fiancé anymore scared than he already looks. Dude appears to have just gone through a haunted house.”

JEMMA||ASAR[/font]
----quirkyginger☆
"I can’t blame him. He’s sitting not 10 feet from you. You intimidate him. Especially since we… you know…”

Jemma was all giggles as she turned her attention from the gravy to something else. Gabriel watches for a few moments before heading back to the couch from which he came. Jemma kept bouncing around the kitchen like a pinball machine and when the parade is finally over, she is approached by Amy and Dustin.

DUSTIN||BYRD
----thefiancé☆
"OK… you have been cooking for hours now. It is time that you take a break. Now Amy and you were supposed to be doing this together. So she is going to take over and you are going to come and relax with me. You barely got any sleep. So let’s go.”

JEMMA||ASAR[/font]
----quirkyginger☆
"But… but…”

DUSTIN||BYRD
----thefiancé☆
"There will be no buts Jemma Aurelia. Let’s go.”

Jemma reluctantly puts down the cooking tool that she currently had in her hand and Dustin leads her over to the living room as Amy took over cooking duties. The newly engaged couple takes a seat on the love seat, Jemma resting her head on his shoulder as Gabriel watches them out of the corner of his eye.

DUSTIN||BYRD
----thefiancé☆
"Have you told him?”

JEMMA||ASAR[/font]
----quirkyginger☆
"Yeah… yeah I told him.”

DUSTIN||BYRD
----thefiancé☆
"Good… that means I can do this then.”

Dustin puts his hand on the chin of his lady love and tilts her face up til he can see it. Smiling, he gently puts his lips to hers. Jemma rests her hand on his jaw as she kisses him back... much to the disgust of her older brother. The scene fades out as they pull out of the kiss and just start into each others’ eyes.

✲ Scene; Are You Lucky? ✲ Outfits; Jemma, Gabe ✲

The scene opens up outside of the men’s locker room inside of The Joint in Las Vegas, Nevada. Dressed in red pleather appearing slashed tights and a matching top, Jemma Asar stood against the wall opposite of the door, the tips of her toes tapping along the painted white cinder blocks that composed the wall. It was clear that this usually bubbly, quirky ginger woman was dealing with something inside her and she needed to talk to her brother about it. She waited, hoping he’d come out for something… but the longer that she waited the more it became clear he wasn’t going to be coming out. But in all actuality… he wasn’t even in there cause he was out looking for her.

So after a few more minutes of waiting, Jemma mustered up all the confidence she could and stormed into the men’s locker room. Her presence immediately sent various roster members diving to cover themselves. Jemma stood in the middle of the locker room, shaking and almost close to tears as she looked for her brother.

JEMMA||ASAR[/font]
----quirkyginger☆
"Where’s Gabriel? Where is my brother? He’s supposed to be here. I want to talk to my brother. Where is he? You have to know where he is! Tell me!”

The guys in the locker room looked confused as all hell as Jemma just stood in the middle of their locker room. But soon Jemma’s emotions overtake every fiber of her being and she collapses right in the middle of the floor, the tears steadily flowing down from her eyes. One of the guys rushed out of the room to go get Gabe and a few minutes later they returned.

GABRIEL||ASAR
----olderbrother☆
"Jemma! Jemma! What the hell did you guys do to her? Come on Jemma. We need to get you out of here.”

In his black sweat pants and white tank top, Gabe uses all of his strength to pull his sister up off of the floor. Gabriel puts his arm around her shoulders and escorts her out of the room. They walk down the hallway back towards the women’s locker room. Jemma kept her head down towards the floor as she trudged along the walkway.

GABRIEL||ASAR
----olderbrother☆
"Now… tell me a few things. First off, what were you doing in the men’s locker room? And secondly, why are you shaking like a leaf?”

Jemma wiped away a tear that was slowly flowing down her cheek. Her usually bright green eyes were a bit clouded as she looked at her brother. Gabe put his hand on Jemma’s shoulder and guided her over to the side of the hallway so that they weren’t in anybody’s way. He was waiting until Jemma composed herself.

JEMMA||ASAR[/font]
----quirkyginger☆
"I don’t know if I can do this Gabe. There’s just… there’s so much going on right now and it is all just becoming too much for me. I’ve never had to handle so much stuff at once before. I… I… I….”

Jemma broke out into hysterics again as she wrapped her arms around her brother and started crying again. Gabe had never seen his sister in such a way before and he just stood there and hugged her.

GABRIEL||ASAR
----olderbrother☆
"You are going to be OK Jemma. You are a strong woman… a lot stronger than you know or will admit to yourself. I know that things have come upon you all at once… but you have to stand your ground and not let any of it knock you down.”

Gabriel pulled himself away from his sister, pulled her chin up and looked deep in her eyes.

GABRIEL||ASAR
----olderbrother☆
"Now I know that you are nervous. Rage can be quite the intimidating guy. But what you seem to be forgetting is that you have big brother on your side… literally. I am going to be right there with you and I will take care of him to make sure he doesn’t hurt my little sister. You really need to calm down before you head out there. Because if you don’t then you are going to get yourself hurt. And I don’t want you doing that for a few reasons: I don’t want you getting hurt like I said… and I don’t want to lose. I want you to get your first win here and ever. And god do I want revenge on Rage for what he’s done.”

JEMMA||ASAR[/font]
----quirkyginger☆
"I don’t know why I am acting like this. I’ve never been so freakin’ nervous in my entire life. And I don’t want your friend to get mad at you if I like, punch her in the face or something. I don’t want to ruin your life, your match record because I’m just a bundle of nerves.”

GABRIEL||ASAR
----olderbrother☆
"Jemma Aurelia! Listen to me when I say that you will never EVER ruin my life. The only one who is capable of doing that is me and I’ve come damn close to doing that over the past few months. But now everything is good… I have the best friends I could ask for, an amazing little sister who puts everyone else before herself and the love of a woman who puts up with all of my shenanigans. My life couldn’t be more amazing. Besides, in a few months hopefully I will be the one walking you down that aisle as your head towards the love of your life.”

Even though there were still tears streaming down her face, Jemma put a smile upon her face. It was a small one, but it was still a smile nonetheless. And this brought a smile upon the face of her brother because then he knew that she was getting over her nervousness.

GABRIEL||ASAR
----olderbrother☆
"Now, get your butt back in that locker room and fix your makeup. You look like a total hot mess. I’m going to go find someone for you to talk to. I’ll be right back.”

Jemma gave her brother another hug before heading in the women’s locker room. Inside, she wiped off her streaky makeup, including the raccoon eyes that her mascara had created, and reapplied it all. And when she was finished it actually looked better than what she did before. Maybe that was because her hands were shaking when she applied it the first time.

After examining her appearance in a body length mirror, and accepting it, Jemma headed out of the locker room. When she got back out into the chaos that was the hallway, she couldn’t find her brother anywhere. She stood off to the side and waited, she was always waiting for her brother, and she turned her head when she heard her name being called. That’s when she saw Amy, Gabe and someone else approaching her.

GABRIEL||ASAR
----olderbrother☆
"Hey sis… this here is one of the SCW interviewers. You talk to her and stuff while I go talk with management about a few things. But I’ll come find you before our match.”

JEMMA||ASAR[/font]
----quirkyginger☆
"Sure… yeah… go do what you have to.”

A nervous smile came upon her ruby red lips as Gabe and Amy headed down the hallway, leaving her there alone with the interview who looked like she was new as well. The interviewer had a small pad of paper with some questions on it and a silver vocal recorder in her hand.

SCW||INTERVIEWER
----backstagesnooper☆
“Hey so um… I’m kind of new to all of this. But you don’t mind if I ask you a few questions about your match tonight do you? Because if you do then that would totally suck and I’d have to go find someone else.”

JEMMA||ASAR[/font]
----quirkyginger☆
"No it is fine.”

SCW||INTERVIEWER
----backstagesnooper☆
“Great! So what do you think about your opponents tonight, Rage and Melody Grace?”

Jemma sighed heavily because she wanted to speak her mind but she also didn’t want offend anybody with her words. But she had to do what she had to do… so she wasn’t going to be holding anything back.

JEMMA||ASAR[/font]
----quirkyginger☆
"Well if you want my honest opinion… Rage is nothing but a giant ass bully and Melody is a dumb, unstable blonde. I can tell that she wants my brother… calling him Nutella of her life and stuff. And as much as I love Gabe… he’s only enabling her when he calls her sprinkles or whatever. I know that they’re going to be a big challenge for us… but they’re not a cohesive unit like Gabe and I. I’ve known Gabe for a lot longer than Melody and Rage have. I know his weaknesses and his strengths and vice versa. So that is what is going to be giving us the edge in this whole thing. I honestly believe that my brother and I have a great chance at winning this match tonight. It is my SCW debut and second ever match. So I’m honestly hoping that we do win. Cause that would be super awesome and everything.”

The interviewer skimmed along her list of questions.

SCW||INTERVIEWER
----backstagesnooper☆
“So tonight you’re teaming with your brother and everything. So uh… good luck and everything with that… uh….”

JEMMA||ASAR[/font]
----quirkyginger☆
"Look, you’re making me even more nervous than I already am. So I’m just going to go and like, sit in a corner or something.”

Jemma walked away from the interviewer and shook her head from side to side as she ran her fingers through her firey red hair. The scene faded out as she made her way down the hallway.

Tag; Rage, Melody Grace & JON JON!
Notes; here
Credits; FlawlessGFX