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Climax Control Archives / Krissy Filapovich 005

« on: March 27, 2015, 11:59:26 PM »

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FLASHBACK
all in past tense
She was feeling rather refreshed. She just spent two weeks off after losing to Roxi. It was a great match, opened her eyes. But here she was again. Facing her. It was like a brick wall. So it brought back memories. Not good ones either.

She went a little gung-ho when she was in the Marines. She was in a platoon of ten. Eight men and Two women. They would always go on patrols to make sure there was no enemies sneaking up on them. Four would go out at a time. One time it was Krissy Filapovich, Carter Tinsey, Bethany Stein and Emilio Sanchez. Carter and Krissy took point while Beth and Emilio stayed ten to fifteen feet behind.

It was a good plan and it always worked. Until now. The enemies were thirty feet away from them on both sides. They came up to a broke down truck. One of theirs. Carter motioned for the other three to halt. Like good little marines the obediently listened to their squad commander and stopped all movement. Carter signaled for Krissy to cover him while he went up to the truck.

It was all so clear in her mind.

She made sure her rifle was ready just in case. Her heart was racing, it always did. She lived for this. They all did. They loved being marines. She glanced around, her blue eyes scanning the side of the truck there were on as Carter walked over to the truck and looked it over. He checked it and cleared it. Once he knew it was clear, he motioned Krissy over. She went over, assuming Emilio and Beth were behind her and that they were covering her and Carter.

Wrong. So Wrong. Well, partly. Emilio and Beth were behind her. But they were not alone. Carter saw it as he looked past Krissy. One of the enemy troops had snuck up on them and had both Beth and Emilio at knife point, mouths covered.

Carter grabbed Krissy and protectively put her behind him. She quickly got in the truck they found and tried to hot wire it. Unknown to her or Carter the other enemy squad was on the other side of the truck. The driver's side door opened and Krissy was pulled out onto the dirt road. Her heart was racing even more now. She could feel the blood just a pumping through her veins. Before she could react she had a hand over her mouth. Her head spun. She began to feel nauseated. The hand over her mouth smelled of cheap leather, old blood and rotted food. A smell she would never forget. She then felt the cold steel of a blade against her neck. A feeling she would never forget. She held her breath as she was pulled into an old truck that smelled of diesel, body odor and urine. They put a old sack over her head. Krissy’s mouth watered up, you know the way yours does when you are about to throw up? Yeah. Something like that. She fought like hell to keep from throwing up right here. She threw up some in her mouth, but swallowed it back down. God was that nasty. It was chunky, acidic and burned going back down. Her nostrils flared up. The smell intensified. She felt this sharp pain on the back of her head. Soon she passed out.

She was driven to a camp site. It was more or less an underground bunker. She didn't think she would ever see the others again. She thought wrong. And she was relieved of that when she could hear Beth yelling. She swallowed hard as she was shoved into a dark room with two beds. Inside was Beth. Krissy quickly moved towards her. Beth helped undo her hands that they bound while she was unconscious.

The two hugged each other, Beth was trembling as she was in there alone for god knows how long.

Bethany Stein: Are you okay?

Krissy Filapovich: Yeah. Have you seen the guys?

Bethany Stein: No! Fuck!

Krissy took a deep breath. She coughed some, regretting that deep breath. The room smelled like human waste, blood and mold. As she looked around the room she noticed it was dark and you could see old stains from previous guests they had here. Suddenly light came into the room from the door as it was carelessly flung open. They both looked that way, hoping to leave. Instead their close friends and teammates Carter and Emilio were thrown into the room. Their bodies hit the hard ground with a thud. Carter got backup almost as soon as he hit the ground, Emilio did not. Once the door was shut Carter adjusted his eyes to the darkness before he moved to check on Emilio. He found a pulse and then moved to check on the Krissy and Beth.

Hours later the door was opened and five men filed into the room. Emilio was awake now and the first to jump up. He was shot right in the head. Beth screamed and began to cry. Krissy and Carter just did what they could to hold it together. Beth was snatched up by her collar and pushed against the wall. Carter's jaw hardened as Krissy clenched her fists.

It went downhill from there. Beth was raped by two of them men. Two men held Carter down and the fifth one held Krissy in place. Once they were finished with Beth, they held Carter in place and then three of them went to work on Krissy.

She locked her eyes on Carter's the whole time, cold and emotionless. Carter was livid, but his gaze matched hers.

Five hours later they were left alone. Emilio was dead. So was Beth. Carter tried to console Krissy, but she was changed forever.

BETTER HALF
on camera
The scene opens with Krissy Filapovich sitting in an old church in Bucharest, Romania that was renovated and transformed into a night club. She managed to pull some strings and get use of the one balcony, looking below at all the people dancing and mingling in the crowd. Lost in the Trance music that could barely be heard up where Krissy was.

Krissy Filapovich: Look at them. Like little insects. Moving around down there. They have no idea that we are even here for a show. They don't even care. They don't even matter to be honest. This is a just a nice place for thinking.

She scoffs and rolls her eyes.

Krissy Filapovich: Roxi, let me start off by saying congrats on winning the Bombshell Internet Championship title. You are now stuck in the division for as long as you hold that title. So enjoy that. Keep the others in line. I know you will. You are good like that.

Krissy really did compliment, insult and compliment Roxi all in one breath.

Krissy Filapovich: Despayre, I won't even get mad at you if you beat the crap out of my partner. Nope, not one bit. Do you know why? Because he is such a dumbass he doesn't even know who his damn partner is.

Krissy leans against the ornately carved balcony and shakes her head.

Krissy Filapovich: Travis Nathaniel Andrews, you dumb sonofabitch. You're not teaming up with Melody Grace. Tell you what, if you wanna just sit this match out and sit at ring side eating bonbons and reading soap opera weekly, you can go right ahead.

She reaches up and runs her hand down over her face in frustration.

Krissy Filapovich: After the match, should we lose I am going to drag your dumb ass back into the ring and beat the living daylights out of you. Then you will know damn well who your partner was for this match. You will know that it was me, Krissy Filapovich. You will know that you should pay more attention to things and actually focus on your career here instead of bitching like some woman who was wronged by her man after he left her on the side of the road.

Krissy stands up straight, clearly pissed off.

Krissy Filapovich: You think you got the short end of the stick, Travis? You think this is a waste of your time. That you ill have to carry me on your shoulders? Can you even do that cupcake? You think you are the best person on the roster that is in this match?

She scrunches up her nose and shakes her head. She grabs a chair off to the side and sets it in the middle of the balcony floor, gesturing towards it as she speaks.

Krissy Filapovich: Sit the fuck down you little bitch.

She nearly snarls at the camera.

Krissy Filapovich: You are the person they put in this match because everyone else was busy. You are the filler. The one who is a waste of MY time. Roxi's time and Despayre's time. We could all be out hunting Vampires or drinking blood. But no. We have to listen to you go on and on for three minutes about absolutely nothing. To be quite honest, I am better than you Travis.

She simply shrugs her shoulders.

Krissy Filapovich: I am the one who is gonna carry this team. I am gonna go beyond low card and climb up high in the ranks of this company. While we may lose this match, it won't be because of me. No. It will because of the deadweight I was saddled with. That being you, Travis. Just in case you are too thick headed or stupid to realize who I mean. Hell you may not even see this because you could be waiting for Melody Grace to put out a promo.

She rolls her eyes, putting her hands on the back of the chair.

Krissy Filapovich: I'm not gonna be taken lightly any more. No more nice girl. No more smiles. I'm through with being polite. I have been through more shit than any of you can fucking imagine and yet here I stand. I am going places in SCW. Can any of you seriously say that? Sure, Roxi has gold. Thanks for beating me by the way. But honestly. My future is bright. I'll see you all soon.

Krissy winks to the camera as the scene fades out to black.

Supercard Archives / ROXI JOHNSON vs KRISSY FILAPOVIC

« on: March 06, 2015, 11:58:26 PM »

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MUCH NEEDED TRAINING
on camera
The scene opens at an unknown gym in Copenhagen, Denmark. Krissy and her trainer Shayne Edwards are in an MMA Cage. Both women are sweaty, in work out gear that is clinging to their very tone bodies. Shayne reaches up to adjust her ponytail as Krissy tucks some loose strands of hair out of her eyes. Shayne speaks with the same southern accent that Krissy has, but Shayne’s is deeper and more noticeable.

Shayne Edwards: A for real super hero? Or like a pretend one?

Shayne asks her pupil slash friend, reaching down and grabbing a bottle of water before she unscrews the cap to take a swig of the water.

Krissy Filapovich: Pretend. I guess. Like she investigates stuff. Thinks she makes changes in her community. But her tweets...

Krissy lets out of a low whistle, shaking her head with a chuckle.

Krissy Filapovich: ...not what you would expect from someone who would be a Role Model or Champion you know? She talks about spanking people. Getting booty rubs, spreading her love around. Not stuff you would want your kids to look up to. Ya know? If she were an actual super hero.

Shayne arches a brow and puts the cap back on her water bottle, putting a hand on her hip.

Shayne Edwards: Are you serious?

Krissy nods her head before she gets into a boxing stance, motioning for Shayne to come at her. Shayne lets out a low whistle of her own before she smirk and spears Krissy, into the cage. Krissy wasn’t expecting that. Shayne grabs Krissy and tosses her halfway across the cage. Krissy rolls with it and gets to her feet. Shayne comes back at her, Krissy grabs at Shayne, rolling back to the mat and pinning her to the mat putting her in an armbar ala Ronda Rounsey. Shayne doesn’t give up for about 23 seconds before she taps Krissy’s arm who releases her and gets to her feet.

Shayne Edwards: You’re getting quicker. Not bad. You need to lock that in better. Tighter. Think about what they taught us in the Corps. You don’t have time to thinks when you’re in combat. All you can do is react. Go by instinct. That’s how it’s gonna be when you take on Roxi.

Krissy nods, panting, she grabs her own bottle and lets out a soft sigh. The cage opens up and in steps a well built cowboy looking guy who looks like he definitely ate his wheaties, wrangled with a few bulls and one before slamming back some shots of jack. He was rather hot. He wore a tight black tee shirt, cowboy cut wranglers and cowboy boots. The whole nine. Shayne smiles and walks over to him, hugging him.

Krissy Filapovich: Hey baby. How you enjoying Copenhagen?

The guy smirks, speaking with a deep southern accent.

Cowboy: It’s not at all what I expected. How is training goin? Ya’ll been at this for about six hours, ya know that, right?

Shayne smirks some.

Shayne Edwards: Are you serious?

Krissy Filapovich: Damn, sorry Jake. You guys are supposed to be enjoying yourselves. I’ll let you two go.

Shayne winks at Krissy and slips out of the cage. They both watch her scurry off.

Shayne Edwards: I’ll just be a sec, have to go grab my stuff.

The cowboy; now known as Jake, walks over to Krissy and pulls something out of his pocket. It’s a little black box with a diamond engagement ring in it. Krissy’s eyes widen.

Krissy Filapovich: Oh wow. Jake Bohnny, are you planning on doing what I think you are?

He smiles real big, his pearly whites showing to his blonde friend. He nods, snapping the box closed and putting the box away.

Jake Bohnny: Yeah, just not here. Gonna wait until we get back home in Fort Worth to do it. You know Shayne better than anyone. Do you think she’ll like it?

Krissy Filapovich: Jake, she’ll love it. You guys have been together for about 2 or 3 years now. I can’t think of two people that I know who are more perfect for eachother. I am so excited for you guys.

She smiles to him, excited. He reaches over and gently pats her on the shoulder.

Jake Bohnny: Thanks Kris. Really. I’ll see you at the show. Alright?

She nods a big old smile on her face, genuinely happy for her two friends. He exits the cage.

Krissy Filapovich: Have fun!

Jake Bohnny: You’ve got this Kris. We all have faith in you.

He turns around, calling back to the cage as he walks backwards.

Krissy Filapovich: Thanks… It means a lot to me.

She chuckles some and then takes a deep breath. He gives her a wave and turns around walks out of the gym. She turns around and starts to gather stuff up as the scene fades out to black.

NOT A HERO
on camera
The scene opens with Krissy Filapovich walking along the streets of Copenhagen. Yes, she was dressed warmly for the weather. But wasn’t bundled up because she has dealt with far worse.

Krissy Filapovich: The superhero is gonna beat the war hero?

She can’t help but bust out laughing.

Krissy Filapovich: Are you serious? You’re gonna beat the war hero? No, buttercup. That’s not how it’s gonna go down. Not at all. You are going to walk away from this match injured. No doubt about that. I am bringing my all with me. You may have plans to walk away with gold again, but you want to know something?

Krissy scoffs, a side to the blonde no one but Alex has really seen before.

Krissy Filapovich: Roxi, you amuse me. Really you do. You hunger for gold because you want it again. It’s been so long since you’ve had it. Please. Don’t start. Just save it. Really.

She pauses before crossing an intersection and continuing on her way.

Krissy Filapovich: You are nothing but a dumb bitch. One, my name is Filapovich. F-I-L-A-P-O-V-I-C-H. There is an H at the end. No worries they will get it right when they put it on my title. So whether you get it right is irrelevant.

She enters the lobby of the hotel she is staying at with Alex.

Krissy Filapovich: Two, I don’t give a fuck if you’ve let your guard down or not. Ever. This is my time. I’ve never held a title. Ever. Do you honestly think I am going to let a chance like this slip through my fingers so easily? Are you out of your fucking mind? Seriously?

Krissy then claps her hands together and then gestures to her head.

Krissy Filapovich: Oh wait.

She snaps her fingers.

Krissy Filapovich: Of course you are because you think you’re a superhero. Roxi. You and your little band of whatever the fuck you're delusional friends are need to stop taking whatever drugs you are taking. It’s messing with your heads. Focus on working out. Not just sparring. Go for a run. Do pilates. Yoga. Something aside from acting like a bunch of children trying to catch bad guys that don’t exist. Or better yet. Become police officers because after our match at Blaze of Glory you are going to need a back up plan. Not saying you’ll be so injured you can’t work, but you’ll be the laughing stalk of Sin City Wrestling. I don’t care how noble you think your cause is, most of us think and know that you are pretty fucking delusional.

Krissy smirks and decides to use the stairs instead of the elevators to get up to their room.

Krissy Filapovich: I mean hey it’s great that you have an imagination and what not. Kudos to you. Really. But we all know you’re not that naive or innocent. We’ve all seen you’re twitter.

Krissy reaches their floor and makes her way to their room.

Krissy Filapovich: I mean this is for the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship is it not? How could you not expect me to bring up the internet? Let’s take a look at some of your tweets, shall we?

She uses her key card to enter their room, shutting the door behind her. She opens her laptop and turns it on. She takes off her jacket as the laptop comes to life, connecting to the Hotel’s WiFi. Krissy smirks and opens up her browser. She gestures towards the screen.

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Krissy Filapovich: Well what do we have here… you want to spank someone for teasing you with their pictures. I’m sure you’re wife must love that. But then from what I have seen I am guessing you two have an open relationship.

Krissy sighs and shakes her head.

Krissy Filapovich: That is what you put out there on the Internet. That is what you want to be known as. That is not what a superhero does Roxi. That is not what a role model does. No parent wants their child looking up to someone like that. No company wants their Bombshell Internet Champion doing that.

Krissy stands up straight.

Krissy Filapovich: Now look at me.

She slowly turns around showing off her physique. She stop turning around and puts her hands on her hips, standing there confidently.

Krissy Filapovich: I am the perfect specimen of what a Champion looks like and how one acts.

She simply shrugs her shoulders.

Krissy Filapovich: You be sure you keep that in mind when I defeat you on Sunday and win my very first championship belt making myself the next SCW Bombshell Internet Champion.

Krissy winks to the camera as the scene fades out to black.

Supercard Archives / ROXI JOHNSON vs KRISSY FILAPOVIC

« on: February 28, 2015, 11:55:06 PM »

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ANTI SUPERHERO
on camera
The scene opens at an undisclosed location in Copenhagen, Denmark. Krissy stands in a dark room with Consuela Amastacia. There are many tables with black clothes over them and many different things laid out of the tables.

Consuela Amastacia: So all of this stuff is supposed to help you out?

Krissy nods her head, grabbing up some rappelling rope. Various thickness and lengths were on the table.

Krissy Filapovich: Yes. I can’t afford to make the same mistake that I made last time I faced Roxi.

Consuela purses her lips together, putting her hands on her curvy hips.

Consuela Amastacia: But your match was no contest. Neither of you lost.

Krissy looks at her and scoffs some.

Krissy Filapovich: Neither of us won either.

Consuela kind of lets her head wobble from side to side as she lets out a soft sigh.

Consuela Amastacia: Okay you got a point there. So what is your game plan with all of this bondage gear?

Krissy arches a brow at Connie, mouthing ‘The Fuck’ to her.

Krissy Filapovich: What? Bondage gear? Where?

Consuela gestures to all the tables that was around them. The rappelling ropes and harnesses. Ascenders and descenders. The zip ties and cords. Pulleys and loops. Krissy looks at her and shakes her head.

Krissy Filapovich: No. But Lindsey was right about her being a lesbian.

Consuela smirks.

Consuela Amastacia: Are you serious?

Krissy simply nods and walks over to the cable ties.

Krissy Filapovich: Yes, but that’s not big. Her sexuality is whatever. So what if she prefers vagina over dick? So these cable ties. They are for..

Consuela cuts her off.

Consuela Amastacia: Wait, didn’t Alex use these on you?

Krissy arches a brow, but says nothing as Connie continues.

Consuela Amastacia: Val told me about it. He uses this now on you because the handcuffs don’t work on your anymore.

Krissy blushes.

Krissy Filapovich: Yeah. Um, yeah. Now is not the time.

Consuela Amastacia: Right. So after you take on Roxi are you going to use any of this stuff to take on The Monster?

Krissy was about to speak again but she looks confused one more time.

Krissy Filapovich: What monster?

Consuela smirks.

Consuela Amastacia: The monster you told me Alex has in his pants.

Krissy’s eyes widen and she glances towards the camera and speaks real low to Connie, nudging her.

Krissy Filapovich: Now is not the time to discuss that

Consuela Amastacia: But you said that…

Krissy reaches up and covers her mouth.

Krissy Filapovich: Now is not the time to talk about that.... Now let's review this gear I have here....

Consuela smirks some at Krissy as she uncovers her mouth now.

Consuela Amastacia: Oh this oughta be good. Enlighten me.

Krissy nods to her and walks over to the rappelling rope.

Krissy Filapovich: This I can use to get away from Roxi when she tries to ensnare me in her trap of goody gumdrop evil

Consuela Amastacia: She has a trap called that?

Krissy shrugs.

Krissy Filapovich: No.... Now focus. All of this stuff has a use for how I can get the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship around my waist.

Consuela Amastacia: I have faith in you by the way.

Krissy smiles to her friend.

Krissy Filapovich: Thank you. I'm glad that my friends support me. This match isn't going to be an easy one, that's for sure.

Consuela looks confused.

Consuela Amastacia: Now when I watched the show and her faced Roxi, I saw this match was supposed to be a triple threat. Is that still on?

Krissy Filapovich: No it’s not. You see that changed when Joanne quit. Not because she was scared, family emergency. Which sucks, but it happens, sadly.

Krissy let out a soft sigh and shrugs her shoulders.

Krissy Filapovich: Now, I have to go get some gym time in before this match. Then meet with Alex.

Krissy walks over to the camera she had set and shuts it off. Cut to black.

TAKING ROXI SERIOUS
on camera
The scene opens with Krissy Filapovich in a gym, her body drenched with sweat. Her workout gear clinging to her tone body. She pants, drinking from a bottle of water.

Krissy Filapovich: Yes. My third match and I am getting a title shot. Is it my fault? Did I ask for it? No. Do I feel bad that you feel like you got overlooked or stepped on in this company? Yes.

She holds up a hand.

Krissy Filapovich: Do I respect you? Yes. I respect the hell out of you Roxi. I thought you were banana balls. Walking around like you’re playing the game Clue and trying to solve a case.

Krissy smirks some, then pauses shaking her head again.

Krissy Filapovich: To be blunt, I think you’re fake. Yeah. No I don’t think you’re really a superhero. You wanna get all pissy about that. Fine go right ahead. I don’t really give a shit. I grew up watching super man, spider man, batman, the avengers and all the actual superheroes on TV. Read the comics and watch the movies. You my dear are not a super hero. I’m going to keep saying that over and over again. I don’t care how much it pisses you off.

Krissy simply shrugs, her jar of fucks to give was empty.

Krissy Filapovich: I’m not here to make friends. I’m here to wrestle. I’m in this match to win the Bombshell Internet Championship and if I have to become the Anti Superhero to do so, guess what little bunny foo foo I will. I have no problems getting down and dirty with you.

Krissy takes another sip from her bottle of water.

Krissy Filapovich: At the fourth annual Blaze of Glory there will be an actual Superhero winning the gold and sorry to tell you toots. It won't be you. Don't get your tights up in a bunch either. I do take you very seriously... as a wrestler. As a fighter and as a competitor. Other than that. Nope. Worry about crushing someone else's dreams. Not mine.

Krissy winks at the camera as the scene fades out to black.

Climax Control Archives / Krissy Filapovich 002

« on: February 13, 2015, 11:59:41 PM »

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LADIES NIGHT GONE AWRY
on camera
The scene opens in the hotel shared by Krissy’s friends Lindsey McKay, Lillith McKay, Kellie Stevens, and Consuela Amastacia (sister of Valencia). They were in Norway to support Krissy of all things. Dear god. A home video camera was set up in the corner of the room on the table. Krissy paces in the hotel room with a towel over her head, her southern accent is very apparent as she paces, looking very angry.

Krissy Filapovich: I have never had to color my hair before!

Krissy says with a snarl. Not far off sit Lindsey, Lillith and Kellie, all silent. Lindsey quietly stares at Krissy, biting her lip. Lillith breaks the silence.

Lillith McKay: You have 10 more minutes...

Kellie smirks some, laying back on the bed and folding her arms over her face as Krissy stops pacing and crossing her arms.

Krissy Filapovich: Thanks Lil...

Lindsey McKay: Maybe we can call Home Depot and ask them how to take it out… you know if this doesn’t work….

Lindsey wasn’t all that smart. She was blonde and was one of those blondes that was going to be a trophy wife. You just knew it. The big rock on her finger already told you she had a sucker that planned to make her just that. She filed her nails as the others in the room just looked at her in shock. Krissy’s jaw hardened.

Krissy Filapovich: We are in Norway.. They don't have a Home freakin Depot here!

Lindsey McKay: Hello Krissy... that's what a phone is for. I can google it, Kris. Duh.

Lindsey says rolling her eyes. Krissy nods, sighing.

Krissy Filapovich: Okay you have a point.

For once, Lindsey did have a good idea. Kellie sits up, a smirk on her face. She then asked a question that you can tell she already knew the answer to but she just had to ask anyway.

Kellie Stevens: Who do you want to call? Me or Lindsey?

Krissy just gives her this “Are you fucking kidding me?” look. She looks like she is in physical pain because that question was so stupid. Kellie cringes and holds up a hand. However before she can speak Lindsey sighs.

Lindsey McKay: I’m on this like Kanye on a Grammy winner’s acceptance speech.

Lindsey reaches for her iPhone and scrolls through it.

Lillith McKay: Roxi wants girls and can't have you.

Kellie Stevens: She’s not a lesbian… She’s a superhero.

Kellie pauses and looks at her watch, rolling her eyes. Krissy smirks some shaking her head, she looks at Lindsey and Lillith, then back to Kellie. Lindsey raises an eyebrow at Kellie questioningly, still on the phone.

Lillith McKay: Is there a difference?

Lillith scoffs at her sister and stands up, walking to the window and looking out into the Norway night sky.

Lillith McKay: Oh my god… shut up and focus on the phone.

Krissy sits down beside Lindsey, sighing deep. Lindsey finishes talking on the phone and hangs up. She looks at Krissy and comfortingly strokes her back. Krissy looks at Kellie.

Krissy Filapovich: So how long have you liked Joe? What about Tony?

Kellie let out a sigh, a sign that she has exhausted all hope on this guy Tony.

Kellie Stevens: He had me... he really did... he sent me roses.. I mean filled my locker room with them and gave me a card that said "I want to be the reason you smile" And he was until he started acting like mac Daddy Tony Angelo.

Lindsey looks at Kellie a sneer on her face.

Lindsey McKay: I don't like Tony. He thinks blondes are dumb.

Kellie Stevens: Yeah.. that made me mad too, then he had the nerve to say that I play mind games. Hello! He walked away and then came back and kissed me... What the heck?!

Lindsey McKay: He did what?!

Krissy stands up, not really listening anymore. She walks to the window, looking out as she chews on her lower lip. Lillith rejoins the group shoving her hands in her pockets. Kellie sighs...

Kellie Stevens: Look, As for Joe... I have no chance with him... He would not want to ruin our friendship... aside from that he thinks of me like a sister...

Lindsey McKay: Most men are idiots. Grown boys who walking around in adult bodies. Well...except for my man

Lindsey grins

Kellie Stevens: You’re man is a lawyer who is a goodie goodie.

Krissy laughs at what Kellie says about Lindsey’s fiance.

Krissy Filapovich: Look at the freaking rock you got. Shit. I got a good one too.

Lindsey shrugs, happy with the massive rock on her finger. She fiddles with her phone apparently sending a text message. Krissy chuckles. Lillith clears her throat and nods her head towards the bathroom door. Krissy nods and moves to the bathroom. Lillith sits down.

Lillith McKay: Kell, I think that Cecillia chick is right. Forget Tony... maybe Joe does like you...

Lindsey McKay: I personally don't think that Joe is still hooked on Jesse.

Lillith looks at Lindsey

Lillith McKay: How does he act around Kellie? They are always goofing off right?

Lindsey McKay: Yup

Kellie Stevens: He does that with Kidd too... So I am thinking he thinks of us as family... nothing else

Lillith rolls her eyes and chews on her lower lip

Lindsey McKay: You don't see him goofing off with me do you?

Kellie Stevens: No, but he hangs with Kidd and I all the time..

Lillith McKay: And? So do I and I am screwing Justin...

Lindsey McKay: Well don't you think it's because he likes being around you?

Kellie blinks at Lillith.... Lindsey gasps and throws a pillow at Lillith

Lindsey McKay: I'm telling mom

Lillith shrugs, letting it hit her.

Lillith McKay: Go ahead...

Kellie Stevens: Yeah.. that is it.. Joe just likes hanging with us... cuz we're friends..

Lindsey shakes her head at Lillith and looks at Kellie

Lindsey McKay: We're all friends with him too. He doesn't hang out with us. Not like with you

Kellie Stevens: And with Kidd... do not forget that..

Lindsey rolls her eyes.

Lindsey McKay: Someone else try to convince her. I give up. As long as you're not with Tony...I'm happy

Lindsey stands and disappears into the bathroom. She comes out holding more towels. Kellie nods some.

Kellie Stevens: I have given up on Tony... I am just gonna be friends with him...

Krissy comes out, a fresh towel on her head

Krissy Filapovich: I GIVE UP!

Just then the door opens and in comes Consuela with a plastic bag.

Consuela Amastacia: Hey sis! I got your message. Here's the stuff you wanted me to get.

Lindsey grins and takes it from Consuela. She looks at Krissy. Krissy turns to the door... Lillith smirks, knowing her shop happy sisters were bound to get some shopping time in here in the UK.

Lindsey McKay: Home Depot told me to try this on your hair

Krissy Filapovich: Back to the bathroom?

Lindsey nods.

Lindsey McKay: Back inside you go

She hands the bottle to Krissy, who takes the bottle reading it over. Lillith adjusts her tie as she stands up and walks behind the bar, getting a bottle of 7up. Krissy turns walking back inside the bathroom.

Lindsey McKay: Rub it on the paint and the wash it out

Krissy Filapovich: Okay...

Krissy says with a groan before she shuts the bathroom door. Consuela flops on the bed, looking a little wet and looks around.

Consuela Amastacia: So what are we talking about?

Lillith McKay: Kellie and Joe

She her eyes lighting up, she smiles wide as the latina claps her hands together.

Consuela Amastacia: Ohhh. Gossip! I love it

Lillith chuckles, opening the bottle. Kellie blushes some.

Kellie Stevens: Not gossip.. Joe just likes me as a friend... the way he likes Kidd..... And all you of you guys

Lindsey sits in an armchair and crosses her legs.

Lindsey McKay: Sure. Just like us but he chooses to spend his time with you.

Kellie Stevens: And Kidd.. Ask Lil how much time he spends with Kidd...

Consuela giggles as she wrings the water out of her hair.

Consuela Amastacia: There's are word for that. Girlfriend

Lillith sips her drink to avoid being questioned.

Lindsey McKay: I doubt he spends all of his time with Kidd because as Lillith was so kind enough to share, Kidd is being preoccupied.

Lindsey smirks at Lillith. Lillith grins, seemingly proud. Kellie scoffs and shakes her head a bit, gesturing with her hand.

Kellie Stevens: Try being downstairs when they are upstairs...

Lillith shrugs her shoulders, having no shame..

Lillith McKay: You could be getting some dear.... Maybe when J's friend comes in you can make a bootie call...

Kellie arches a brow...

Lindsey McKay: Lillith Serenity Mckay!

Kellie chuckles.

Lillith McKay: Tell me you weren't thinkin it?

Kellie Stevens: No!

Consuela giggles some at that.

Consuela Amastacia: At least not out loud. Just admit that you like him and want to get drilled by that big man.

Lillith McKay: Thanks... We know Lindsey is not innocent.... I've seen her walk funny after spending a couple hours alone with Adrian....

Lindsey sputters. Kellie blinks, her jaw dropping open slightly. Lindsey leaps from her chair and tackles Lillith playfully

Lindsey McKay: Shhhh!!

Lillith laughs. Kellie is glad the attention is off of her as Krissy comes from the bathroom a towel on her head. Her blonde hair back to normal after having to remove paint from it.

Krissy Filapovich: Now I am ready to kick some Superhero ass!

Lindsey is still wrestling with Lillith on the floor. Krissy looks at Lindsey and Lillith, arches a brow

Krissy Filapovich: The guys would pay cold hard cash to see this...

Consuela grins at her friends as if it's nothing out of the ordinary. Kellie laughs.

Consuela Amastacia: Go call them. We'd make a killing

Lindsey grabs her cell. Kellie laughs as Lillith smirks.

Lillith McKay: Let's get her Linds....

Lindsey McKay: Oh no you don't Krissy!

Lindsey grabs the phone from her. Krissy laughs.

Krissy Filapovich: Thanks Consuela for getting that.. Thank you Lindsey for callin... Now I can focus on the beat down that will kick off the pay per view... So what did I miss?

Consuela Amastacia: Kellie was just about to profess her undying love for Joe...and Lil and Linds were talking about sex with their boyfriends.

Krissy nods.

Krissy Filapovich: Let's hear it Kell...

Kellie smirks

Kellie Stevens: Don't you have a promo to shoot for your match?

Kellie snaps her fingers and nods, walking towards the camcorder set up on the table. Lindsey's eyes widen as she just now notices the cameras and groans.

Lindsey McKay: Oh great. I'll go kill myself now. She flops on the bed and hides her face under a pillow.

Krissy shuts the camera off. Cut to black.

SO YOU THINK YOU’RE A SUPERHERO
on camera
MY ASS YOU ARE
The scene opens with Krissy Filapovich in her and Alex’s hotel room. She was watching old DVD’s from Roxi's past promos and matches. Krissy shuts the TV off and turns to the camera.

Krissy Filapovich: What the fuck did I just watch?

She shakes her head some, licking her lips. She gestures towards the now blank TV screen.

Krissy Filapovich: I know what the wrestling matches were. I get that. But the whole looking for clues and crime fighting? You're not a real super hero. No.

Krissy smirks some, then pauses shaking her head again.

Krissy Filapovich: Seriously. You're not a real super hero. Nah. Not until you've been through what I've been through. You see anyone can put on a costume and prance around pretending to fight crime.

Krissy stands, running a hand through her hair very glad the spray paint came out from her and her friends antics in Norway earlier. Thank the gods that was not caught on camera.

Krissy Filapovich: I can't even take your seriously right now. I don't even care what you have to say to me. Anything that you have to say to me before our match will be ignored. All that matters is what you do once we get in that ring.

Krissy chuckles and walks up to the mini bar in their room getting a bottle of water.

Krissy Filapovich: Let me make a few things clear to you. I am not a damsel in distress. I don't need saving. I'm more of a super hero than you will ever be. I served my country and did my time. I did things that would cause someone with a fragile mind likes yours to have nightmares. So save it.

Krissy moves back towards her bed with her drink.

Krissy Filapovich: I'll see you at Climax Control. Afterwards you can try to figure out how I beat your ass. Follow some clues backstage. Simple fact is. I'm better than you. No costume needed.

Krissy sits down as the scene fades out to black.

Climax Control Archives / Lunch in Belfast

« on: January 30, 2015, 08:11:57 PM »

OIL & WATER
January 20, 2015
on camera
SURPRISE TRIP?
The scene opens in the home of Krissy Filapovich and Alex Kaelin. One of them. They shared homes really. His place in Vegas and her place in Dallas. Alex was in Scotland and Krissy was in Las Vegas, Nevada. She sits in the living room with her friend Valencia Amastacia.

Valencia Amastacia: You seriously thinking about going back to the ring?

Krissy shrugs some, looking up from the magazine she was looking at.

Krissy Filapovich: Why not? I’m still in good shape. I didn’t leave because of an injury. I stopped because the company I worked for closed. I was set to have a title match and they closed their doors.

Val nods her head and smirks, holding up something she see’s on the coffee table. It’s a plane ticket and Krissy’s passport.

Valencia Amastacia: You’re going to Scotland?

Krissy grins, closing the magazine and tossing it down on the table.

Krissy Filapovich: Yeah, why?

Val just shakes her head.

Valencia Amastacia: I don’t get it. Why?

Krissy shrugs her shoulders.

Krissy Filapovich: Why not?

Valencia Amastacia: Alex?

Krissy Filapovich: And?

She says as a matter of fact.

Krissy Filapovich: I love him and he loves me. We’ve been together for about a year.

Val smirks and nods, lifting her brows some..

Valencia Amastacia: We all know. You’ve changed. For the better, but you guys are like oil and water.

Krissy looks at her friend offended by that. She heard it from a lot of people, but never from Val.

Krissy Filapovich: What about you and Connor? Wait no, you guys are both demented and perfect for each other. Forget that.

She shakes her head some. But she was offended.

Krissy Filapovich: Look, Alex and I are good together. We keep each other going.

Valencia Amastacia: Krissy, this is your chance to get away from the brainwashing.

Krissy busts out laughing.

Krissy Filapovich: Brainwashing?

Val smirks.

Valencia Amastacia: Okay, but seriously. What guy takes a woman to Mexico and you don’t come back with a tan?

Krissy Filapovich: A great one.

Krissy says with a mischievous grin. Val can’t help but agree.

Valencia Amastacia: Yeah. Connor needs to take me there. That aside. Look, I thought he was going to propose to you.

Krissy can’t help but laugh again.

Krissy Filapovich: Alex? Propose? You know his was married before right? He got fucked over. So why would he subject himself to that again? He doesn’t trust anyone, no not even me to want to get married again.

Yes it was a hard truth for Krissy. Anyone who knew her could see the pain in her eyes when she said that and even hear it in her voice. She simply shrugs. Val makes a face and rolls her eyes.

Valencia Amastacia: What a bitch.

Krissy Filapovich: It happens.

Valencia Amastacia: God. You’d make such a sex fucking bride too.

Krissy busts out laughing.

Krissy Filapovich: Well, we’ll never find out now will we.

Valencia Amastacia: So when do you leave.

Krissy Filapovich: Tomorrow afternoon. I got a room on another floor from his. Same hotel though. My room has a hot tub and all that. I just miss him. Ya know? It’s weird.

Val nods her head some, setting the passport and plane ticket back down.

Valencia Amastacia: Nothing wrong with that. If anyone calls you crazy for that, you punch them in the face.

Krissy chuckles a bit, smiling big.

Krissy Filapovich: Oh I know and I will.

Valencia Amastacia: So have you thought about any places.

Krissy shakes her head.

Krissy Filapovich: No, not really. But I do have tickets to Alex’s show. Get to see my man in action.

She gets up, heading for the kitchen.

Krissy Filapovich: Want another beer?

Val nods.

Valencia Amastacia: Yeah. Maybe you should check out Sin City, couldn’t hurt since you’ll be there.

Krissy arches a brow and makes a ‘Hmmmm’ sound.

Krissy Filapovich: Not a bad idea. Thanks.

The scene fades out from there.

LUNCH IN BELFAST
January 30, 2015
on camera
THE DEBUT
The scene opens with Krissy Filapovich sitting at a local pub in Belfast, Ireland. It was a small pub. The locals were getting used to SCW being here, but they didn’t like it. Krissy was just fine though. Her and Alex came to this place almost every day. However today she came alone. She sat here eating a salad in Belfast. Just a basic one. It had lettuce, chicken, onion, shredded cheddar and mozzarella cheeses. Topped off with two nice helpings of ranch dressing. She sits alone, sips her drink and then goes back to her salad. She glances up at the crew and gestures for them to sit across from her with a smirk.

Krissy Filapovich: I see you found me. And just in time too.

Krissy Filapovich finished her salad. She drank some of her soda then pushed both her glass and bowl to the side. Keeping her mouth closed, she ran her tongue across the inside of her lip.

Krissy Filapovich: My first match in a while and it’s in a country I haven’t been in a long time. Ireland.

She can’t help but flash that damn near near perfect smile of hers.

Krissy Filapovich: Ireland is a great place to be. I’m really glad I decided to come over here and surprise Alex when I did. Otherwise I may not have met with the guys at Sin City or signed a contract.

Krissy Filapovich's near empty glass is replaced with a fresh one full of cola. She then gets a plate placed in front of her. A Reuben on it along with a dill pickle spear. Krissy Filapovich nods her thanks to the waitress and leans back in her seat. Her cell phone ring tone 'Cuz I can' by Pink plays and she holds up a finger.

Krissy Filapovich: Hold that thought.

She looks down at the phone, smiling and answers it.

Krissy Filapovich: Hey stranger..

Her smile widens as she listens. She smirks.

Krissy Filapovich: I'm eating lunch right now in Belfast, Ireland. Maybe when I am back in the US.

She nodded, chewing on her lower lip. She then chuckled.

Krissy Filapovich: You are such a dumbass.

She rolls her eyes.

Krissy Filapovich: You need to quit punching people, Val.

She laughed.

Krissy Filapovich: He did what? Well then he deserved it.

She chews on her lip as she listens to the person on the other end.

Krissy Filapovich: Look, I am cutting a promo right now and I actually respect my opponent.. so I’ll talk to you later...

She hung up her cell phone and looks back at the camera. She sips her drink and then shifts in her seat.

Krissy Filapovich: Where was I?

She actually had to think. Everytime she talked to her best friend Valencia she got thrown off track. All she could think about was her and the silly antics the two always played. The crazy adventures the ladies went on. The trouble they got into. Almost as bad as her and Alex. However her and Alex got into a different kind of trouble. She bit her lip and found herself blushing. With a shake of her head she is back to reality.

Krissy Filapovich: Oh yes... My debut match. I get to face Traci Patterson. A fellow Texan. Who’d have thought the two of us would go round and round in a place like Belfast right? And for a company based out of Las Vegas, right?

Krissy Filapovich smiles wide at that, nodding her head appreciatively.

Krissy Filapovich: I have done some digging up on you and Katie. Naw, I’m not a stalker before anyone starts to think that. Anyone in this business knows you need to do research on your opponent. You’d be kind of a fool if you didn’t.

The blonde smirks a bit before she continues.

Krissy Filapovich: Traci, I think it is pretty awesome that you have your sister to travel with you all the time. Having her with you to manage you and take care of you. Someone for you to relate to. Someone that knows you pretty well and that you can talk to about damn near anything. What sucks is that she is a target

Yes, she heard about the Mercedes thing. She thought it was shitty, but she also knows that is what happens in this business. She lets out a soft sighs.

Krissy Filapovich: Now as far as your career here in Sin City Wrestling. I have done some research on that as well.

She sipped her drink once more, licking her lips before setting her glass down.

Krissy Filapovich: You are former Bombshell Tag Team Champion with Mercedes Vargas. Not once, but twice. Impressive. I haven’t held any titles in my short career. I mean I have had title shots, but never really got my hands on any gold.

Krissy shrugs her shoulders a bit, smiling.

Krissy Filapovich: Not that I haven’t tried. Trust me I have tried. Just seemed to always come up short for one reason or another.

Krissy scoffs some and simply shakes her head. She leans back in her chair some. It didn't bother her one bit.

Krissy Filapovich: I’m still young, talented and capable of kicking plenty of ass. I will have plenty of chances to win titles. No worries. Until then I am just going to enjoy myself. Make a name for myself and I am going to start by facing you Traci. Taking you on at Climax Control. Not only showing everyone here what I am capable of but also getting my first win in my first match here.

She reaches up and tucks some of her hair behind her ear.

Krissy Filapovich: I’m gonna feel bad about doing it because I respect you Traci. You are from the same state as me and good lord it is refreshing to see someone from Texas in this business who doesn’t act like a spoiled bitch.

The blonde scoffs some and slightly shakes her head.

Krissy Filapovich: Now, if ya don’t mind. I am hungry and my sandwich is getting cold. I’ll see you Sunday Traci.

She winks at the camera away and starts on her sandwich. The scene faded out there.

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