OOC: Will have errors, it's rushed and two hours worth of work. Doing Doubles at work sucks!!!
Choke me, spank me, pull my hair!!!
Oh wait, that’s a little inappropriate, although fitting it seems since this week Odette Nicole Ryder is facing the one, the only… tickle fetish freak in Amanda Cortez. You know the chick covered in rancid tattoos, that dribbles on and on about how she is to be feared but in the next breath states who scares her? I remember the time when she used to fear Odette, now it seems by some type of miracle the girl is cured of her Ryderphobia. It’s gotten to the point where now the bitch is getting a bit lippy. Too lippy in fact and far too big for her boots. You want to talk trash Mandy, Odette will play along just know this sweetness, while you’re on all fours getting your own sister to lick and tickle your own toes… Odette’s out there training, out there promoting this company in a positive light, shame the same can’t be said for you… but go ahead light another joint, it will be fun to see what Mark Ward and Christian Underwood do about it!!
Although Odette can tell that you were stoned out of your mind in your last promotional piece, I mean you did go on a bit of a misguided history tour. I find it funny, how people can reword things to make it better suit themselves… let’s break it down… Sure you and Necra were on a TEAM that beat Odette and Jayda what’s-her-face? Key word TEAM… did you push Odette in the open grave? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Noooooooo get your hand out of it girl, you did nothing in that match but fall victim to the game. The Second encounter, you won the match by a fucking fluke shot… did you pin Odette? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Nooooooooooo once again your hand is on the trigger pointed at your own temple. You want to get underneath Odette’s skin come at her with facts, not this bogus fiction you keep trying to spin. Have you “beaten” Odette? Yes I guess on paper you have but have you actually pinned the Queenslander? AHHHHHHHHHH NOOOOOOOOOOO!!! So there for you don’t hold anything over the head of Odette Nicole Ryder, this right here… is fucking reality!!
Feel free to join the rest of us in it!!
Ahhh and Amanda, it’s called research… you might want to start doing some. Odette has only had a “few” wins. Beating you will bring the tally to 20 – 3, beating you will continue her singles domination… I guess 20 is only a few right? I guess 20 is something to be sneezed at right? Sin City Wrestling was Odette’s first wrestling playground, if anything I think she has made a fucking great name for herself so for a dumb fuck like you to say that she has only had a few wins? And that her matches only seemed “okay” take yourself out the front and give yourself an upper cut… delusional, so scatter brained it’s not even funny. “The only time Odette had a chance of getting the gold was against you?” How about we look at these for stats, Odette Nicole Ryder one half of the first ever Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Tag Team Champions, Former Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Champion, One half of the first ever Blast from the Past tournament Winners. I see a pattern here… one that you’re not going to like, everything that you have held Gold wise Odette has had first… don’t forget your ranking Mandy.
You keep talking about all this Gold you have had your hands on, and how it suits you and that how you’re going to win it again… girl you couldn’t even handle a pearl necklace.
And while I’m in the educational mood, you’re afraid of Misty but you don’t see Odette as a threat? LOL Righty-o then… Odette 1 Misty 0 but you work it out, look at the facts for a bit and let it seep in.
Amanda, you’ll learn the hard way this Sunday night in Caracas, Venezuela where your place is.
***
Odette: “You have got to be kidding me?”
Brandi: “What’s wrong?”
Opening up we find Odette Ryder sitting next to her most loyal best friend in Sin City Wrestling, Brandi. The two are out by the pool sunning them-selves as they are having a relaxing afternoon session of drinks and girl talk. In the background the crackling od a BBQ could be heard as Odette turns to face Brandi.
Odette: “You’ll never guess who I have to face this Sunday?”
Brandi looks confused at Odette.
Brandi: “Bitch it’s like Wednesday and you’re only checking out if your booked now?”
Odette winks at Brandi and lifts her drink as if she is toasting her.
Odette: “You know me…”
Brandi: “Guess you really don’t give a shit about Sin City Wrestling anymore huh? Seems like your eager to leave”
The Aussie’s phone goes off in her hand as she turns back to look down at it a massive smile crosses her face. She quickly types out a reply, hitting the send button she giggles like a little school girl.
Odette: “Oh Brandi I’ll still come and visit you.”
Brandi: “This is horse shit and you know it, Mark, Erik and Christian could work out a way that you and Gabriel wouldn’t even have to be at same shows, you could alternate weeks or something?”
Odette: “That’s an idea we could, but that man isn’t the reason why I’m leaving Brandi”
Brandi rolls her eyes knowing that Odette is full lying to her face, to cover up her feelings.
Brandi: “Humour me then, why are you leaving?”
Looking back towards her drunken friend Odette smirks, before an excited smile brightens the mood.
Odette: “Well I got the call from Honda Racing this morning, I’m a shoe in… they are just waiting on me to send through my contact and then, this little bitch right here will be racing in the x games, moto madness, Monster cup… you name it and I’ll be riding it..”
Brandi snorts almost choking on her drink, getting Odette to bellow out with a giggle of her own.
Odette: “That didn’t come out right.”
Brandi: “No it didn’t but it sure as hell suits your personality as of late.”
Ignoring her Odette’s phone goes off once again in her hand, tearing her attention away from Brandi. Typing away at the touch screen a cheeky grin catches Brandi’s attention.
Brandi: “who on earth are you messaging?”
Turning to face Brandi Odette tucks her phone away in her pocket.
Odette: “No one!”
Brandi: “Right and I’m the pope, spill you’re guts Miss Ryder… it’s Jordan isn’t it?”
Biting down on her bottom lip, Odette sucks it into her mouth and slowly shakes her head no.
Brandi: “Is it… Callum?”
Once again Odette just shakes her head no.
Brandi: “Derek?”
Screwing her nose up at Brandi Odette seems a little offended.
Odette: “Why would you even suggest him?”
Brandi: “Oh no reason….”
Odette: “You’re extremely odd you know that right?”
Brandi: “And only now you figure that out?”
Nodding towards her friend Odette sighed as she quickly tapped away at her phone some more before hitting the send button.
Brandi: “So if it’s not the man you’re learning Swedish off who is it?”
Odette: “Nun-ya”
Tossing over her beer cap towards Odette, Brandi puffed up her chest as she leaped up off her chair.
Brandi: “Tell me…”
Odette: “No!!”
Putting her drink down on the ground Brandi started to count to three as if she was giving Odette a time limit to tell her who she was texting. Rolling her emerald eyes the Aussie flipped off her loud friend, sending Brandi to come charging towards her chair. Waving her arms up in the air while doing so, Brandi came crashing down onto top of Odette. Squashing her into the chair, Brandi was fumbling around trying to pry the phone out of Odette’s hand. Hair was flying everywhere as the two friends were wrestling over the phone.
Brandi: “You know I would kick your…”
Pushing her hand into Brandi’s face Odette laughed stopping the normally half cut Brandi in midsentence.
Brandi: “Oh now you’ve done it”
Grabbing onto Odette’s right hand that had her phone in it, Brandi applied some more pressure but instead of screaming Odette just laughed.
Odette: “Okay, Okay”
“Giving into” Brandi. Odette released her the death grip she had on her phone and handed it to Brandi. Looking at the phone that was now in her hand the rough as guts Bombshell laughed at what she was reading, raising her right eyebrow at Miss Ryder over the phone.
Brandi: “Oh this is way too juicy not be shared with everyone”
Odette: “Brandi don’t you dare”
Licking her lips the bigger Bombshell went to show the camera the screen on Odette’s phone but covered it at the last second.
Brandi: “I must admit Odette, I’m proud… very proud in fact”
Scrolling up the touch screen Brandi smirked while reading her messages.
Brandi: “I didn’t know you had this in you, and with him??”
Blushing Odette bit down on her bottom lip, sucking it into her mouth. Pushing herself away from Brandi Odette sat beside her friend making grabby hands towards her phone.
Brandi: “How did you ever land him?”
Faking a gasp Odette played up that she was shocked.
Odette: “Excuse me? … he is lucky that I’ve even play this game”
Waving Odette off Brandi just smiled.
Brandi: “Yeah, Yeah”
Turning the phone to it side Brandi was looking at something intensely, with a very happy look on her face.
Brandi: “Oh Lord… and pictures? Oh you two are fun!”
Ripping the phone away from Brandi’s grasp, Odette hid it in the front pocket of her shorts.
Odette: “Well it has been fun”
The phone goes off in Odette’s pocket once more, she is quick to put her hand on it through the material of her shorts. Giving her a questioning look Brandi wraps her arm around her shoulders.
Brandi: “You’re not going to check that?”
Odette: “HA-HA”
Brandi: “It might be from lover boy, Oh I can’t wait til this is found out… although I feel sorry for Gabriel… when he finds out you’ve been doing this… what like three days after you two have broken up he is going to be heart broke.”
Rolling her eyes Odette just sighed.
Odette: “Heartbroken yeah I’m sure he is going to be soooo hurt... I found out off twitter that he flying across the globe right now for a stupid football match”
Brandi: “ahh so?”
Pulling back from Brandi, the Australian seems a little taken back by her response.
Odette: “What do you mean so?”
Brandi: “It’s Millwall, Gabriel has been a fan of them since forever. I wouldn’t be judging him on that Odette”
Laughing Odette looked at Brandi in disbelief.
Odette: “I’m sure that this mythical sporting team is “real.” I know my sports team and Millywall has never ever crossed my path.”
Brandi: “You follow football?”
Odette: “Oh yeah I follow the Brisbane Broncos, I don’t see what this has to do with a soccer team?”
I think someone is lost in translation here.
Brandi: “Ah you mean Football?”
Odette: “It’s called soccer, you know the round ball with the funny little shapes on it? It’s normally black and white?”
Brandi: “It’s football, and I know what you’re doing and it’s not working…”
Odette: “Explain to me than what I’m doing?”
Brandi pointed towards the phone in Odette’s pocket and shook her head.
Brandi: “You’re jealous”
Almost snorting Odette whacks her leg in hysterics.
Odette: “Me? Jealous of? HA… of a soccer match? Or of the blonde that I know he is flying back over to most likely deflower?”
Grabbing Odette, Brandi brought her in for a tight side hug squeezing her.
Brandi: “Both…but if you want my advice?”
The Aussie didn’t say anything she just looked down at the ground.
Brandi: “If you’re missing him like I know you’re missing him you will knock this texting off, you won’t go on this date with Jordan and you will contact him”
Odette: “It’s not a date, it’s dinner… shouldn’t the winning tag team be allowed to dine in style and talk about our accomplishment without such drama?”
Brandi: “There wouldn’t be a drama if you invited Gabriel”
Odette: “Oh yeah imagine that conversation, Hey Gabe do you want to come to dinner with Jordan and I while we celebrate over beating you and Crab girl? … I knew you were funny Brandi but that’s a real kicker.”
The rougher Bombshell shook her head down at her friend.
Brandi: “As his girlfriend, you shouldn’t have even suggested a dat..”
Glaring up at Brandi, Brandi stoped and corrected herself.
Brandi: “Sorry dinner, you knew what this would do to Gabriel.”
Odette: “Why am I the bad girl here? Why is it that he is allowed to do whatever the hell he wants but as soon as I do something I want I’m Satan’s daughter? Plus… I’m sure he and Roxi would have gone to dinner if they won, or a special team day out.”
Brandi: “and how would that have made you feel?”
Odette: “I wouldn’t have had to worry about it because Jordan and I had this in the bag from the beginning”
Brandi: “Are you even listening to how stuck up you sound? You sound like a mixture of Misty and Angel Kash.”
Sighing Odette rested her head on Brandi’s shoulder feeling deflated.
Odette: “You sure know how to make me feel better…”
Brandi: “Odette, if you keep going the way you’re going I might just be your only friend left, do you want that? I mean I’m pretty awesome but do you truly want to turn your back on everyone?”
Nestling into Brandi’s shoulder more Odette huffed, blowing a strand of long brown hair out of her eyes.
Odette: “No, but I’m sick of being known as the Bombshell that everyone can push over”
Brandi: “You’re kidding me right? You could trample the division into submission right now, these girls have got nothing on you.”
Odette: “Then why am I the constant joke?”
Brandi: “It’s all in your head girl, but is this why you have been pushing Gabriel away?”
Odette: “I don’t want to talk about it Brandi”
Brandi: “Well tough luck girl, open up you might feel better… and I don’t mean in the sense of your text messages either… but do tell me can he REALLY do that with his tongue?”
Smacking Brandi playfully Odette smirked before winking with a satisfied look on her face.
Brandi: “Right I need to get him to speak to Bo pronto”
Pulling away from Brandi Odette laughed
Odette: “What and through his advice let you be the luckiest girl in the world? I don’t think so Brandi… that move is for me and me only”
As the two girls shared a laugh the camera panned backwards leaving the two deep in conversation only to be pulled back in by the sound of Odette’s phone buzzing in her pocket again.
Brandi: “You might want to reply to that one, lord knows he might think that you’ve been stolen away from him or something”
Flicking a long lock of her brown hair over her shoulder Odette smirks.
Odette: “Nah, I might let him sweat it out… you know build some tension”
Winking up at Brandi, Odette smiled like a little school girl pleased in her game plan for the mysterious texter wait. Panning out slowly the cameraman left the two alone for a long night of pre-drinks, followed up by a night on the strip. If it was anything like the night before these two girls were in for a wild night, with Brandi’s partying ways and Odette now being newly single it would only be a matter of time before one of them would end up in the hospital. My money is on Odette, I mean she is a tough drinker she’s Aussie it’s a given but Brandi could live off the smell of alcohol alone.
***
A few nights later.
Opening up in a small secluded restaurant on the outskirts of Vegas Odette Ryder can be seen sitting across from a round table from Jordan Williams. Odette had spared no expensive in her outfit as she wore a short cut white dress that was covered in Swarovski crystals that was dangerously low in the neck area exposing her hard to hide cleavage. Her hair was up to the side in a messy yet styled bun that had strands of her curly brown hair cascading down around her shoulder. Her wrist were covered in Swarovski bangles and her fingers the same in large chucky rings. Jordan had also dressed for the occasion wearing a pair of dress pants and a light green collared shirt. His jacket was hooked around the back of the chair that he sat on. Bringing a the class of Champaign up to his lips he smiled, while eyeing Odette up and down. Smiling back at Jordan she placer her right hand behind the back of her neck and rested her elbow on the table, tiling her head at him.
Odette: “I’m so glad that you decided to join me”
Jordan returned his glass down onto the table and smirk wildly.
Jordan: “I wouldn’t have missed this for the world Miss O, plus as the winners we deserve this”
Winking down at towards her he rested his hands on the table. Looking around the restaurant Odette’s grew wide as she noticed this place all too well.
Odette: “Jordy, you didn’t have to bring me here… I know how much a meal at this place costs…”
Jordan: “Trust me O it will be worth it”
Squaring her eyes she seemed a little puzzled by his words, “will be worth it.” Changing the topic quickly Odette sucked in her bottom lip.
Odette: “Ah so Jordo tell me a little bit about yourself? I mean we have been so wrapped up in winning we haven’t really had a chance to get to know each other
Jordan started the rattle off a few things about himself and when Odette says a few things she means that well Jordan spoke well into the entrée, and didn’t stop until the two had half finished their main course. Trying to stay looking as interested as she could Odette nodded in the places she was meant to nod, adding in “yes” and “no way” and “Oh My God” when she felt like it was needed. Looking around the restaurant once more she sighed as Jordan finally stopped talking.
Jordan: “Sorry Miss O you must be tired of hearing about me.”
Odette: “Oh never Jordan, I find your life very interesting”
Continuing to talk Jordan finished up his meal and rested his hands on the table reaching over towards Odette’s hands, trying to hold onto them.
Jordan: “Miss O there is something I would like to ask you”
As Jordan’s hands felt onto Odette’s Odette pulled her back, but flashed Jordan a quick confident smile.
Odette: “Now, Now Mr Williams, I just had my nails done, let’s not ruin them now... mmmkay?”
Pulling his hands back he smiled.
Jordan: “Oh you got your nails done for tonight, that’s sweet.”
Nodding her head she smiled while looking over the top of her flute glass.
Odette: “Anything to impress you”
Taking a sip of her drink, before Jordan could ask Odette his question the waiter had arrived to clear their dishes. Upon taking their dessert order Jordan’s phone rang that he was quick to answer. While Jordan was busy talking Odette reached into her white clutch and pulled out her phone sending a quick tweet and a few messages before slipping it quickly back into her bag.as Jordan finished up his phone call he flashed Odette a cheeky smile before clicking his phone off and putting it back into his suit pocket.
Jordan: “where were we?”
Odette: “I think you were going to tell me your game plan to beat Spike for his championship belt”
Looking up at him with almost diamonds in her eyes Odette leant forward in her chair waiting for Jordan to answer her.
Jordan: “Nice try Miss O, but I can’t trust you enough not to run back and tell your boy Spike”
Odette: “Oh you know me too well Jordo, but speaking about beating my “boys” what’s the plan for Gabriel?”
Jordan: “A repeat from the super card Miss O, a sheer domination, with you by my side nothing can go wrong.”
Odette: “About that Jordan, Mark Ward has kind of banned me from ring side… he says I’ll be too much of a distraction, plus you have a special guest referee that will prove hard enough to work around. Mark wouldn’t go into detail about who it was but he told me they aren’t the type of person who deal with crap”
Jordan’s mouth grew wide as he stared at Odette in disbelief
Jordan: “You what?”
Odette: “I’m not allowed at ringside”
Shaking his head repeatedly Jordan started cursing under his breathe.
Jordan: “That’s not right. I’ma get Mark on the phone and sort this out… you wouldn’t be a distraction to me Miss O… that’s crap! I’ll talk to Mark and we’ll sort this out. You have to be a ring side.”
Odette had on a sad pout on her face
Odette: “You can try but he won’t budge, I’ve tried everything to get myself at ringside.”
Jordan: “Hmmm… surely there is something we can do?”
Odette: “I’m all ears for ideas Jordan, but I think you have to do it alone this week”
They both shook their head disappointed, before Jordan finally spoke.
Jordan: “No problem Miss O, I have a plan.”
Odette: “Oh?”
Jordan: “Yeah one you’re ex boyfriend won’t see coming.”
Leaning forward putting both elbows on the table, Odette brought her head in closer to Jordan’s.
Odette: “So what’s the plan?”
Jordan: “Well…”
As the two finished their conversation, their dessert and then their night out together, it could only be left to the imagination of the viewer of where these two went after this. Did Odette and Jordan go home together? Did Odette and Jordan make a second date? Did Jordan get on the phone to Mark Ward and sort out the ban that is put in place for Odette at ringside? There is a lot of questions and not a lot of answers because well if we told you everything where would be the surprise?
All Odette is letting me share is that she had lovely night out with Jordan, something that she hadn’t had in a while and she can’t wait to see what the God of Professional Wrestling has in store for her former flame Gabriel. In fact she hopes that the emerald dragon rips her magician ex to pieces. As for the special guest referee Odette is praying for Nick Jones, I mean we all know whose’ back that guy will have. Plus we all know that Hot Stuff Mark Ward would never ever send one of his stable mates into a fight that he wouldn’t have an extra fair advantage in. You see Gabriel although you and Mark Ward were drinking and chanting at the Millwall Football match, his loyalties would still lie with his team. Therefore at Climax Control Odette is calling it, you will lose at the hands of Jordan Williams once again, with or with Odette ay ring side. I bet you’re pleased to hear that she won’t anywhere near you at Climax Control, she won’t be able to seep into your mind and ruin your chances of an “attempt” at victory. I guess sometimes in life you don’t get what you want Gabriel and Odette is telling me this is one of those moment’s for you. Odette will enjoy watching you try tho.
***
Odette: “So this Sunday the so called booker for Sin City Wrestling thought it would be funny, thought it would be a delight to give you the fans what you all want to see. You all want to see someone put me in my place, finish me, own me and beat me… you all want to see that one and only person that can stop my singles winning streak, so who else was a natural candidate? The one woman that claims two “victories” over me already. I guess it’s true what they say you give a girl with nothing, a little glimmer of hope and she’ll stretch it as far as the eye can see. let’s get one thing straight, I don’t care about this match this Sunday because as far as I’m concerned the bitch is defeated. Amanda can run her mouth all she wants about how NECRA pushed me into an open grave, she can talk about how she NEVER pinned me but can claim victory over me. The girl is diluted if she thinks for one minute all of her bragging is getting under my skin. Amanda entering the ring with me alone this Sunday, your two steps away from taking a long arse walk of a short arse pier. I will stop at nothing to stop this constant rot that is pouring from your mouth about how you “own” me… baby girl one of the richest men in this company couldn’t even own me, couldn’t even hold me down… why do you think that you’re special enough to do so?”
Opening up we find Odette standing in a packed airport, she is wearing a long pair of bright pink jean, a super tight black t-shirt and a pair of bright blue Chanel sunglasses cover her face.
Odette: “I find it funny that week in and week out that same bogus bullshit gets said about me, “she is so easy to beat”, “she is so predictable” “she will fall to me” but ask yourselves this? Who has honestly stopped me in a singles match? No one… so Amanda why do you think that you’re any different for the last bitch? You keep bringing up that you’re a hard core drug taker, that you’re in a gang and that you’re a multi time champion… snooze, snooze, snooze. Just because you smoke weed that doesn’t make you untouchable, just because you know a few people who have tattoos like you and ride Briggs and Stratton mowers, with wide handle bars so they can classify them as Harley doesn’t mean you unbeatable. Oh and as for you claim to championship belts? Everything that you have held has touched my hands first… don’t get too big for you boots Amanda, because you’ll never be big enough to fit in them.”
Flicking a long lock of hair over her shoulder, Odette stepped up on her tippy toes as if she was looking around for someone.
Odette: “I really think that you need to think before you speak Amanda, you keep saying things that don’t make any sense at all. You kept saying that I’m in the team against you… honey I’m NOT in any team and if I can I’d like to keep it that way, but even if I was in a team… and I was against you don’t use Misty as your saving grace. Don’t bring up her name to try and get at me… read my lips, I have beaten Misty and I’ll do it again and again and again. Although if there was one thing I agreed on in your little spit about me, I would like to thank you for pointing out that I’m so great, that I’m so pretty and that I’m so important… but then what happened? You had to try and tear me down by saying that I’m not… and that I should give up while I still can, that I should stop trying so hard. Correction Amanda I stopped trying a long time ago, what you see week after week after a week is a girl who is growing bore of the love that she once had. This to me is basic, while girls like you have to try and bust their arses to get victories, I’m gaining them for free… without even breaking a sweat. But go ahead Amanda try and end my career this weekend, try and bring me to my knees so I can tickle the feet of the fetish freak in Sin City Wrestling. I’m begging you, show me something that no one else in SCW can… show me something that everyone keeps promising but keeps coming up short.”
As Odette continued to look for someone she was starting to get a little annoyed by their lateness.
Odette: “Just stop calling me a bitch, a slut and a whore… really… there are other words in this language you could try. Stop acting like I should be bowing to you, you have done nothing in my eyes to warrant appreciation, everything you have ever won in this company has been a lucky shot. If you really want to impress me Amanda stop bringing up Gabriel’s name as well, you think that is going to work in your favour? You think that I’m going to walk out to the six sided ring on Sunday and you’ll say his name to me and I’ll run away crying? I hope you understand just what you are unleashing by bringing him up, it’s not warm fuzzy feelings of love and kisses… it’s days, weeks months of built up frustration that has been eating me alive, just waiting for a release. Come this Sunday, if that’s how you want to play with mind games, then I’ll play but it won’t be me on my back at the end of the night looking up at the lights in the arena wondering where it all went wrong, wondering why it didn’t have a happy ending. I don’t like to “pushed” into snapping Amanda I don’t like it when little girls think they have big game.”
Looking back towards the camera Odette smiled before putting her hand son her hips.
Odette: “I understand why you hate me tho Amanda, I mean take a look at me, I held more accomplishments, I’ve done more in one year than most dream about in their whole careers and while you have to get on all fours and try and pull off being Amy Marshall to get attention. I’m getting it while just being me. While you’re trying to break into the modelling world, I own it. You are trying to promote yourself while I have a hotel that has my face as their poster girl. Jealously really is a bitch. Come Sunday, I’ll walk in and walk out the winner, hands down. Then maybe just maybe we can put this old dog to rest.”
Signing Odette eyed the lens of the camera and continued.
Odette: “Come this Sunday Rydernites, let’s do it let’s make it a big Two O for Miss Odette Ryder and come this Sunday Amanda let’s ride”
Walking off the set Odette left the camera to zoom out into the distance at the local Vegas airport.
