OOC: Not my best work, very rushed... lost my net, can't access the site at work, sooo it was finished on my IPhone and I don't like to rp on my IPhone. Sorry Joanne, I hope we meet again soon.
Monday!
*WHACK*
That’s the sound of a hybrid golf club abruptly slapping into a nervously awaiting golf ball before it takes off whooshing through the slight breeze on one of the local Vegas Golf Courses. Opening up we find Odette Ryder standing, her right hand is up and pressed against her forehead as she’s watching her electric yellow golf ball soar high in the air, heading down towards the green. Beside Odette, her number one fan and on again off again best friend Melody Grace is trying to keep her eye on the ball as well, but to her golf was a brain numbing adventure. It was the type of sport that your grandfather took part on every Sunday, not overly sure why Odette had dragged her along for today’s activities Melody Grace just offered blinded advice. Well it was golf and she had no idea what she was talking about. To the left of Melody Grace a new face was seen a young brunette who look very similar to Odette, she was decked out in a matching golfers outfit. Melody turned to the Brunette and huffed.
Melody: So that’s it? This is the Ninth hole right?
Brunette: Correct, but O paid for us to play all eighteen holes today Mel…
Melody didn’t say anything she just ran her hands over her face in shock horror. Turning to face her blonde friend Odette clapped excitedly.
Odette: She’s on the green baby!!!
Rolling her hazel eyes Melody tried to fake a excited reaction by an overreacting jump and down.
Melody: Woooohooo!
Placing her right hand on to Melody’s shoulder the Aussie laughed.
Odette: Just a few more holes Mel, then we can see what the boys are up to and join them for dinner.
Melody: DINNER? You mean to tell me where going to be here until dinner time?
Folding her arms under her chest Melody’s bottom lips pushed out, sulking was one of Melody’s strong points. Odette high fived her unknown friend while laughing.
Odette: Settle down Mel, Amy and I promise you’ll see Despy before dark.
Amy: HA that sounds like a dirty late night porno.
Odette and Amy continued to giggle away as Melody stamped her feet.
Melody: HE’S JUST MY FRIEND!!!
Turning on the ball of her feet Amy winked towards Melody.
Amy: oh yeah right, “friends”
Melody: We are, tell her O… Despy and I, are just friends…
Her bottom lip dropped when the words “just friends” fell out of her mouth but she was quick to cover it up with a smile as Odette nodded in agreement backing her number one fan up.
Odette: Alright enough of the chit chat, Melody hurry up and take your shot.
Melody ran towards the tee with her ball in hand, she had seemingly forgotten that she was next in line. Stepping back beside Amy the Australian turned to her while Melody was licking her index finger trying to find out the direction the wind was coming from.
Odette: So while we wait for Mel to take her shot, what did you have to tell me?
Amy sighed before turning to look at Odette, the serious look on her face was broken by the image of Melody stepping up to hit the golf ball Happy Gilmour style. After a big swing all Melody chipped up was grass, turning back to see if the girls had noticed Melody smiled as she saw them deep in conversation, giving her enough time to hide the evidence.
Amy: Well do you want the good news of the bad news?
Odette: Bad news, you always start with a negative so then you end on a positive…
Sucking on her bottom lip Amy shook her head, seeing Melody run up to take another strike of at the ball.
Amy: You know I would never say anything to hurt your feelings right?
Odette: Right?
A sense of confusion was rifled through Odette’s tone.
Amy: Well, I took a look at your figures and well… it’s not looking as good as it used to.
Resting on the top of her golf club, Odette looked at the ground before looking back up at Amy.
Odette: What’s the damage?
Amy: Oh it’s nothing major, I mean you and Gabriel will still be sitting pretty when you retire, it’s just that… well…
Amy trailed off with her words she didn’t want to have to say what she was going to say.
Odette: Well what?
Stepping towards her friend, her emerald eyes were searching her blue ones for answers.
Odette: I’m a big girl Amy, I can handle it…
Sighing out loud Amy swallowed hard before speaking.
Amy: You know I’m saying this because I’m in charge of your PR and I’m only looking out for you…
Odette: Yeah, yeah spill the beans…
Amy: Well it turns out that you and Gabriel aren’t getting a lot of outside offers anymore, impacting on your incomings because well… people don’t like the couples that play house…
Laughing as she pulled her flat brimmed cap down on her head Odette didn’t seem surprised.
Amy: Why are you laughing?
Odette: Oh no reason.
Amy: You’re fine with this?
Shrugging her shoulder Odette smiled.
Odette: It’s just money Amy, what are Gabe and I meant to do, fake a break up? Have a public domestic? I don’t think so. I won’t have my fans treated to another hoax like that. I love Gabriel and Gabriel loves me… so I don’t really care if the happy go lucky image isn’t satisfying the “money market”
*CHIP*
Turning to look at Melody Grace, the smile on Odette’s face says it all while the jaw dropped expression on Amy’s face was another sign that something incredibly surreal just happened.
Melody: WHO’S THE BITCH NOW?!
Melody was jumping up and down while running towards Odette, jumping up into her best friends arms. Catching her Odette spun her around as Amy watched Melody’s ball soar high up in the sky.
Amy: How the fuc…
Melody: ahhhh swear jar!!!!!
Odette put Melody back down on the grass.
Amy: Swear jar? Are you for fucking real you just said bitch and now your hounding me for dollars?
Melody: I didn’t say the b word…
Amy turned to Odette who was smirking.
Odette: Yeah, yeah you did…
Melody: oh nuts…
Amy: and nuts?
Melody: Nuts isn’t a swear.
Amy nudged Odette, who was already and waiting to pick up on the game.
Odette: Actually Mel it is…
Melody: is not…
Amy: Oh but it is…
Melody: really?
Odette and Amy just nodded with serious looks on their faces while Melody’s normally tanned face had flushed white.
Melody: Don’t tell Despy...
Odette: can I tell Angel then?
Melody ran up to Odette smacking her right hand over her friends lips, looking around from side to side as if Angel could be somewhere close.
Melody: especially not Angel.
Amy snorted back a laugh before taking her step up towards her tee, placing her ball on top of it.
Amy: anyways O I wasn’t suggesting that you break up with Gabriel.
Pulling back from Odette, Melody looked up at friend in disbelief.
Melody: YOU’RE BREAKING UP WITH GABRIEL?!
Odette: N---
Before she could reply she was cut off.
Melody: DOES GABRIEL KNOW YOU’RE BREAKING UP WITH HIM?
Odette: I’m no----
Melody hugged into Odette almost on the verge of tears.
Melody: Oh O you need to rethink this terrible decision… he loves you… he loves you more than chocolate dipped cherries and more than that farmer that found the needle in that haystack. You can’t break up with him.
Running her hand through her friends hair Odette was trying to cheer her up, but she couldn’t get a word in.
Odette: I ----
Melody: WHY WON’T YOU ANSWER ME?
Rolling her blue eyes Amy took her stroke towards the ball, the chipping sound of the club hitting the ball echoed. Turning around not even bothering to see where it landed Amy turned around and screamed towards Melody.
Amy: SHE’S BEEN TRYING TO… IF YOU WOULD JUST…
Bite your tongue Amy.
Amy: Let her, she will answer you…
Melody backed away from Odette waiting for the answer, Odette took a moment to collect her thoughts about what the hell had just happened before speaking.
Odette: Mel, I’m not breaking up with Gabriel, you came in at the middle of the conversation after you were attempting to be Adam Sandler.
A sigh of relief left the little blonde body as she stepped away from Odette.
Melody: Oh thank Jesus…
Amy, Odette and Melody packed up their clubs and started to walk off towards the golf cart. Hoping in the back Melody turns around to face Amy and Odette with a questionable smile on her face.
Melody: So what were you two talking about?
Odette: Just money and PR stuff Mel, you know boring stuff.
Melody: oh you mean like golf…
Punching her friend lightly in the side of her arm Odette shook her head. Taking off Odette and the girls took off over the lush green hills in the golf buggy. Turning the Odette, Amy clicked her tongue off her white teeth flashing a devilish smile.
Amy: I have an idea for you and Gabriel
Melody: Tell us…
Melody was almost jumping out of her seat in excitement.
Amy: Well, O why don’t you and Gabriel get serious about that reality show you were thinking of.
Odette turned to Amy with a stunned yet an obviously dismissive look on her face.
Odette: What and be like Nikki and Cena? I don’t think so…
Raising her right eyebrow Odette winks at Amy.
Amy: No not like that lame total divas rubbish, I mean like a one hour web show, showing us behind the scenes… like I’m sure you and Gabriel don’t fight… but you two can’t be so chummy all the time like your fans are currently seeing. Let the fan girls see how the real Odette reacts to being in love with a risk taking magician, let the male fans see what it’s like getting ready for your matches. You know show them the stuff that normal reality shows miss out on…
Melody: Ewww, Fan girls I hate fan girls… there such jealous little twats.
Coughing out a choke Odette turns back to Melody her jaw dropped.
Odette: MELODY GRACE… Bitches, nuts and twats today you’re on fire.
Melody’s blonde hair must have kicked in.
Melody: What a twat is a pregnant goldfish…
Amy turned back smiling.
Amy: You mean a twit, darling..
Melody: Oh… oops, don’t tell Despayre, he will defriend me.
Amy: Ahhh the friendzone.
Odette slapped her open palm on Amy’s leg flashing a look that said “stop it”
Amy: What? I can’t help she is like Jacob out of twilight…
Melody screwed up her nose while Odette flashed a reassuring smile.
Melody: What if I’m Jacob, who is Despy?
Odette: Bella…
Melody: Oh so who’s Edward…
A roaring laugh was heard from the front of the golf cart.
Amy: Angel.
As Amy giggled again to herself Odette turned to Melody showing her an apologetic glare. Turning to Amy Odette squared her eyes.
Odette: Knock it off Amy. You don’t even know them… so behave would you?
Fobbing Odette off with a wave Amy adjusted the position of her cap.
Amy: Sorry, but I just couldn’t resist….
Odette: Well try harder… I want my friends to like you and I want you to get along with them as well…
Amy: Please, they’ll love me… So what do you think of my idea?
Turning away from Amy Odette focused on the journey in front of them, she was quiet.
Odette: I’ll think about it… I need to talk to G first…
Heading off into the distance the sound of three girls laughing quickly came back on to the scene. Today had been an eye opened for Odette never did she think her relationship with Gabriel would be impacting on HIS career.
Tuesday!
Opening up on a fresh Tuesday morning Odette was home alone a perfect time to make a little phone call. Sitting outside on the balcony that comes out from their main bedroom Odette looks down at her white IPhone, she flicks through her address book finding the man she’s looking for. As the phone starts to ring Odette places it on speaker, putting the phone down on the glass table in front of her the Aussie listens to it ring.
HS: and what can I do for you?
That voice can only belong one person, Mark Hot Stuff Ward. Odette smiles before letting out a slight laugh.
Odette: Now now Marky… is that how you answer all your phone calls.
HS: Only to certain demanding Bombshells
Screwing up her nose Odette smirks.
Odette: Oh buddy, you don’t even know how demanding I could be.
His laughter was reassuring, Mark and Odette had a friendly relationship. The type where they could take the mickey out of each other without having to worrying about hurting each-others feelings.
HS: But seriously what can I do for you?
Odette: I just wanted you to know that I’ve picked my dream match.
HS: Is that so?
Nodding her head Odette had a smile from ear to ear.
HS: Are you going to tell me?
Odette: Hold your horses…
Delaying her match Odette looked down at her phone smiling.
Odette: Mark, you know how you said we could have any dream match we have ever wanted?
HS: … yeah…
The curiosity in his voice said it all.
Odette: Well my dream match is Gabriel versus Simon Jones.
I think we know where this is going.
HS: NO.
Not even thinking about it Mark Ward rejected the match.
Odette: Why not?
Her voice was riddled with disappointment as she evil eyed the phone.
HS: Because the match has to have YOU in it…
Odette: but I don’t have a dream match that contains me… I want this match Mark.
HS: Sorry Odette but it’s not happening..
Odette: why not?
HS: Because I said so…
Pouting at the phone, Odette lets out a huff as she drums her manicured nails across the glass table top.
Odette: Well if I can’t have that match I would like to suggest this one… Simon and Roxi versus Gabriel and myself… for the top titles…
Mark didn’t say anything at first but Odette could almost hear the clogs inside his mind tick over.
HS: I’ll think about it
The pearly white smile on Odette’s face said it all; she was winning the battle of getting Gabriel a heavyweight championship shot.
HS: But it won’t be for the belts…
Her smile was quickly replaced with a distinct look of anger.
HS: Stop evil eyeing me through the phone O
Odette: this is utter crap Mark and you know it…
HS: Hey listen here; you know why we can’t let you both go for the gold…
Mumbling under her breathe Odette drummed her nails on the table top, the look on her face was one of pure disappointment.
Let me just break the scene for a bit right here. Sure you might think that Odette’s just pushing for Gabriel to go for the main title because she’s a gold loving bombshell…. but Odette wants Gabriel to go up for the heavyweight championship because she feels that he honestly deserves it. The first ever Sin City Wrestling Heavyweight Champion, since the day he lost it has been kept away from the belt that he could so rightfully grasp and carry it proudly. He could so rightfully hold. Odette believes that deep down Gabriel wants one last shot, he just isn’t saying it. So his Aussie girlfriend has made an oath, to get Gabriel a heavyweight championship title match. A challenge that’s proving to be very difficult.
HS: O, are you there? Are you even listening?
Odette: Just think about it Mark… If not for me… then for fans and for Gabriel… You know just as well as I do he deserves this…
HS: According to everyone they deserve it… but I’ll think about it… just don’t get your hopes up okay?
Odette: I never do Mark, I never do…
Sensing the doubt in her voice Mark was quick to try and change it.
HS: I know what you’re trying to do for Gabriel O, I think it’s really sweet and all that other junk… but you need to start thinking about what you want for your career…. Like seriously think about it…
Odette: You know what I want Marky Mark… but how about we make a deal? I’ll think about my career and you think about changing your mind about that title match….
HS: Nice try…
A light laugh left her lips as she brought the phone up closer to her face.
Odette: You can’t say no forever Mark… and you should know me by now…. I never… ever… ever give up… does Chanel Lipstick ring a bell? That was only a preview of how annoying and persistent I can be… so buckle up hot shot…
HS: It’s Hot Stuff…
Rolling her green eyes Odette smirked.
Odette: Yeah, yeah… bye Marky!!!
Odette could almost picture Mark’s right hand making a fist at that last line, smiling wildly the young Aussie didn’t even wait for Mark to reply she just hung up the phone. If there was one thing Odette was good at, it was playing innocent little mind games. This right now was going to be a world of fun.
Wednesday!
Odette: Well, well, well… I guess it was only a matter of time before the Jersey Devil Diva and I would be going to go toe to toe.
Opening up we find Odette sitting on her balcony outside her bedroom that she shares with Gabriel. She’s looking down and out over the number of Vegas hills and endless rolls of desert.
Odette: Let’s get this perfectly straight Joanne, this weekend… I don’t care what side of your personality you bring because I’ll be ready. You amaze me, for someone who has been in the company for a shorter time than most we have seen you come in and try to enforce an Mafia dominance on the crowd, when have then witnessed you turn into a fan loving bubbly girl… who then snaps and joins Team Erik, only to turn around moments later and come crawling back to the Sin City Wrestling Fans. You’re unstable Joanne, not mentally but morally. You’ll stand for anything if it will line your Gucci pant pockets. Come Sunday, bring whoever you want to be on that night, because mark my words… this isn’t going to be an easy fight. This isn’t going to be a stampede heading in my direction… This will be your wake up call. If you want to play with the big girls, if you want to make it to the top Joanne, you need to make one clear decision and stick with it… this wishy washy bullshit that you’re playing with now is your downfall, it’s your weakness… a weakness I can and will capitalize on.
Finally turning to the camera Odette winks towards it, while an army of fluffy animals run out onto the balcony rolling around making a commotion. Ignoring them at first Odette just laughs it off followed by a smile.
Odette: I’m not some sort of Hit Joanne that will be easy for you to take out, I’m not the Bombshell you should be trying to intimidate with false securities either. I know who I work for, I know who I fight for and week in and week out they have given me what it takes to stay at the top, champion or not… I’m still at the top because of one thing and one thing only… the love of my fans. If you think for one moment that I’m going to surrender to your ‘power’ to your ‘family’ you have another thing coming... a Mafia’s power can only go so far Joanne, but trust me it can’t and won’t pass the Rydernite zone.
Pointing down to her shirt that reads “I have the Best Fans in the World” Odette clicks her tongue off her white teeth before continuing.
Odette: I’ve wanted to face you since the day you have walked in the front door, not because of power and greed… but because unlike most Bombshells here you bring something different… but as different as you maybe Bella Donna, that doesn’t change my ideal outcome and that’s walking out of Climax Control with another win underneath my belt. You might think because of my draw at Into The Void II I might be slipping, I might be an easy target… but that draw is exactly what I needed, call it my bitter reality check… anyone could beat me if they truly put their mind too it… in fact I’m living for that day… but that day won’t be this Sunday, that day won’t be reserved for you.
Odette shakes her head as if to say no, while wiggling her right index finger towards the camera. Her Australian accent is a lot softer a lot quieter than normal, as if to state that her last match has taken an emotional toll on her, making it hard to recall it.
Odette: I can’t and won’t allow a lost little girl from Jersey be the one to stand over me and claim victory. So read my lips Joanne… this Sunday we finally meet, we finally get to face each other. I will be coming at you with everything, because I have almost tasted defeat… and I know that right now, I’m not ready for it. Bring everything you have you little Jersey Shore reject because at Climax Control… I have a point to prove and unfortunately for you… you’ll be my hit.
Leaning forward in the chair, Odette’s green eyes stare down the lens of the camera. Licking her lips she fans her long brown hair out of her face, turning back to see her little animal family run back inside. Blushing slightly the Aussie turns back to the camera, demanding it’s attention.
Odette: I let my Rydernites down at Into The Void II so let this Sunday be the night I make it up to you all, let this be my resurrection. Rydernites this Sunday I’m going to need you more than ever… so band together and help me defeat the Jersey Devil Diva… let’s show her what it’s like to play at the top… and Joanne… come this Sunday let’s give this night a little shake up by making match number two on the night, the pre main event… don’t hold back, don’t back down… in fact let’s ride.
Blowing Joanne and her Rydernites a kiss, Odette gets up and walks away leaving the scene to fade out over the stunning views of the Vegas desert.
