The great Morton-napping!
Feb 16, 2007 3:59:40 GMT -5
Post by OrochiGeese on Feb 16, 2007 3:59:40 GMT -5
*Moments after OG-Joshi World Champion Holly dragged Sandy Morton out of the Peter Venkman Memorial Arena during teh September 17th, 2006 Voltage, a camera catches up with them outside in the parking lot. We see Holly dragging a confused Sandy along by her arm. Sandy is meekly protesting but still doing her part in walking so that Holly doesn't rip her arm off in the rage she is in.*
*Holly drags Sandy to the passenger door of a black Jeep Grand Cherokee*
Holly: "Get in."
Sandy: "But wha..i don't really know you...you're like a STRANGER!!"
Holly: "In.NOW."
*Sandy is being burned by Holly's piercing stare and decides to comply. Holly goes around the front of the car, gets into the driver's side and starts the car. The Voltage camera man tries to catch up but Holly jettisons the car away with a SCREETCH and gets onto the highway. The cameras fades*
(WOW! Short RP, am i rite!? No wait...there's more...LOTS more! UNFADEZ the cameras!)
*After a thirty minute search by car, one of the Voltage security officials (and cameraman) has spotted Holly's car at a nearby road stop. The official pulls into the stop and parks far enough away as to not alert Holly to his identity. Holly has just gotten out of her jeep and Sandy has followed her to a nearby bench where Holly sits speechless....a quality that Sandy Morton chooses not to share...not share LOUDLY. The camera gets just close enough to hear the conversation but still remains out of sight of either woman.*
Sandy: "Are you gonna talk or what!? You just grabbed me, took me out of Voltage, and then drove me here without saying ONE WORD since we left that parking lot!"
*Holly continues to stare into space ahead of her*
Sandy: "I know you're the champ here but COME ON! What the hell's your problem!?"
Holly: "That slut..that slut said we have to be partners."
Sandy: "I know, right, what the hell does that even MEAN!?"
*Holly gets up and shakes Sandy*
Holly: "Do you have ANY idea what is going on!? OG-Joshi!? Tag team Title Tournament!?"
Sandy: "I...I just got beat up by the "Coose"...i'm kinda lost here..."
Holly: "Yeah, i saw...she beat the sh*t out of you. Were you even TRYING!?"
Sandy: "Of course I was! I was trying not to break a nail, trying to look pretty.."
Holly: "Oh no, not ANOTHER one trying to look pretty for that KENTA pimp..."
Sandy: "NO! Not him! I just want to get signed by movie studios as an actress and do more reality TV!"
Holly: "And so you go out there and get your ass absolutely pounded? And not in the GOOD way?"
Sandy: "You're funny!! You take it that way t.."
*Holly slaps Sandy. Sandy is rocked by the pretty average slap and falls onto the bench. Holly lays over Sandy and speaks softly, only one inch away from her face*
Sandy: "WHAT THE..."
Holly: "I 'm not f*cking around here, Morton. From here on in, you listen to EVERY word I say and don't even ATTEMPT to talk until I say so."
*Sandy nervously nods as Holly pulls her back up by the collar*
Holly: "Fact is, we are BOTH in a bad situation. Celes has seen fit to practically GUARANTEE that I don't advance in the Tag Title Tournament thanks to being partnered with THE worst wrestler in OG-Joshi."
Sandy: "Alicia Gordon?"
*Holly is about to slap Sandy again but then stops, considers Sandy's comment, and then briefly smirks*
Holly: "I'll let that one slide. But no more talky til I say so."
*Sandy nods*
Holly: "For the record, i meant YOU. By forcibly pairing me up with YOU...and putting us against Haley and Valeriyah, I am NOT in a good situation to win those new Tag Titles. This has essentially become a handicap match for me! Totally f'n unfair! I know that, Celes knows that, and worst of all...Haley and Valeriyah know that. Now...I don't normally do this but I'll ATTEMPT to reason with you. Had it not been for your Alicia Gordon remark, I'd probably just FORCE you to do what I want..."
Sandy: "Hey, you know...in high school, Alicia Gordon was like NEVER in style! She always wore the same sweatpants like EV-ERY day! No make-up either!! Only one pair of sneakers..."
Holly: "Listen! As bad a situation as I am in, you are in a WORSE one. I already proved that I could beat Haley Cannon in a wrestling match. And I'm not worried about her little penpal Ghonnoreah Bellycough either..."
*Sandy suddenly looks down, embarrassed*
Holly: "I'm not going to ask...i'll just assume THOSE rumors are true. Now listen...I said I can handle those two. But you sure as hell can't. You lost three times in the last month!! To Alicia, Angelica, and Cuozzo."
Sandy: "But I'm STILL LEARNI..."
Holly: "You couldn't even SURVIVE in the ring with Haley and Valeriyah for longer then 30 f*ckin seconds without getting ravaged! Those two MERCILESSLY broke Jo Ryder's arm! F*ck...now THAT says something to me. That says that YOU would be ripped apart faster then that sore on your mouth plans to spread."
*Sandy looks away again...*
Holly: "So right now we have two choices..."
Sandy: "Spit or swal.."
*Holly slaps Sandy again*
Holly: "NO....LISTEN! These aren't your USUAL choices! We can either go into that match with no preparation: leading to ME losing while YOU get broken into pieces and forcibly retired. OR..."
Sandy: "We can party EVERY night until then and guzzle so much...
*Holly goes to slap Sandy...but repositions her hand for an alternate angle slap to avoid an open sore*
Holly: "OR we can help each other out. If I help you train for the match, you WILL get better in the ring. THAT I can guarantee. The better you are, the less of a chance you have of being ritualistically eviscerated by submissions. And much more importantly...the better you are, the more of a chance that I have of winning this match and advancing in the tournament. Because if I can teach you enough defensive strategy, then I can rest on the outside when I need to, without worrying that you'll be tapped out immediately."
Sandy: "I get tapped like every freaking night, its amazing!"
Holly: "So do we have a deal? You let me train you and, in turn, I'll teach you to survive? Hell, if we make it past Haley and Val, then I can train you even more. And maybe we can even go on to win this Tournament. You want to win some f*cking gold, Morton? You want to PROVE yourself in that ring after having everyone doubt you? Do you know the THRILL in proving everyone wrong and holding Championship gold up in their faces!? Its INTOXICATING! It's the best feeling in the world!!!! Do you want that!?"
Sandy: *shrugs her shoulders* "Not really. Especially not if I have to, like, DO stuff..."
*Holly sighs, frowns, but then her eyes light up*
Holly: "I'll put it to you THIS way... Champions get better media coverage then non champions, get it? You win that tag belt with me, and we can get you on TV shows around the country. No! Around the WORLD! Ever do a Japanese Bukkake movie? I think you'd be PERFECT for it."
*NOW Sandy's eyes light up*
Sandy: "Sounds great! What does bukkake stand for!?"
Holly: "As champion, you'll be so POPULAR that you won't have TIME to learn pesky things like that!"
*Sandy's smile grows ever larger...showing off her inner mouth sores*
Sandy: "Great! I HATE learning! And I just want to be popular!! So can I ALSO be all over MTV and E! and 'Girls Gone Mild: Athletes in heat!?'"
Holly: "Uh...they'd probably be all over you..."
Sandy: "Yea! Then it's a deal!"
*Sandy smiles and goes to hug Holly...who intelligently ducks the hell away before contact is made.*
Holly: "Your first lesson...avoiding a bearhug...you see what I did? Just do that."
Sandy: "I'm learning, teacher!"
Holly: "Ok, now that we have this settled, we'll have to work out a training schedule. You're from LA, right? Well, I'm gonna need you to temporarily move to NY and train with me."
Sandy: "No prob!! My parents can buy me a HOT apartment in NYC!"
Holly: "BUY?"
Sandy: "Yeah! They buy me whatever I want!! Maybe I'll get two so I can throw HUGE parties!"
Holly: "I'll...I'll try to pull a few strings and get you into the Orochi-O's gym with me. I can't guarantee anything as I don't know if Orochi Army will let you anywhere near them..."
Sandy: "Awwe, why not!? I want to meet the Orochi Goose!"
*Holly's eyes go blank for a second as she feels a wave of nausea*
Holly: "You want to ...MEET that thing?"
Sandy: "I heard it's hung like a..."
*Holly stifles the gag reflex and then gets a smile on her face*
Holly: "Well, it appears that you are fearless...that will help your training."
Sandy: "Can you teach me the moves you do? Like that "Muff Driver?"
Holly: "Usually I'd say that's an advanced move...but in your case, you probably learned it when you were 16."
Sandy: "Prude..."
*Holly looks completely shocked*
Holly: "I...I never heard anyone call ME that."
Sandy: "16 is like SO f'n old! When was your first DVDA? Like when you were 20!"
*Sandy laughs patronizingly as Holly stares at her dumbfounded*
Holly: "Ok, we're...we're done for now. I'll drive you back to the arena parking lot to get your car."
Sandy: "Oh, I don't have a car, I flew in from LA this morning and came from the airport."
Holly: "Do you want to just call a taxi?"
Sandy: "I hitched a ride from some trucker. Hey, you mind if I go into that convenience store to get some breathmints so I can hitch a ride back to the airport?"
Holly: "No. We can't afford that kind of risk now. I'm driving you to NYC. We'll talk on the way about our training schedule. And maybe some medical attention for you at the free clinic."
Sandy: "There's a nationwide ban on me there..."
Holly: "Let's just go..."
*Holly and Sandy get back into the Jeep and drive back onto the highway. Scene fades...*
*Holly drags Sandy to the passenger door of a black Jeep Grand Cherokee*
Holly: "Get in."
Sandy: "But wha..i don't really know you...you're like a STRANGER!!"
Holly: "In.NOW."
*Sandy is being burned by Holly's piercing stare and decides to comply. Holly goes around the front of the car, gets into the driver's side and starts the car. The Voltage camera man tries to catch up but Holly jettisons the car away with a SCREETCH and gets onto the highway. The cameras fades*
(WOW! Short RP, am i rite!? No wait...there's more...LOTS more! UNFADEZ the cameras!)
*After a thirty minute search by car, one of the Voltage security officials (and cameraman) has spotted Holly's car at a nearby road stop. The official pulls into the stop and parks far enough away as to not alert Holly to his identity. Holly has just gotten out of her jeep and Sandy has followed her to a nearby bench where Holly sits speechless....a quality that Sandy Morton chooses not to share...not share LOUDLY. The camera gets just close enough to hear the conversation but still remains out of sight of either woman.*
Sandy: "Are you gonna talk or what!? You just grabbed me, took me out of Voltage, and then drove me here without saying ONE WORD since we left that parking lot!"
*Holly continues to stare into space ahead of her*
Sandy: "I know you're the champ here but COME ON! What the hell's your problem!?"
Holly: "That slut..that slut said we have to be partners."
Sandy: "I know, right, what the hell does that even MEAN!?"
*Holly gets up and shakes Sandy*
Holly: "Do you have ANY idea what is going on!? OG-Joshi!? Tag team Title Tournament!?"
Sandy: "I...I just got beat up by the "Coose"...i'm kinda lost here..."
Holly: "Yeah, i saw...she beat the sh*t out of you. Were you even TRYING!?"
Sandy: "Of course I was! I was trying not to break a nail, trying to look pretty.."
Holly: "Oh no, not ANOTHER one trying to look pretty for that KENTA pimp..."
Sandy: "NO! Not him! I just want to get signed by movie studios as an actress and do more reality TV!"
Holly: "And so you go out there and get your ass absolutely pounded? And not in the GOOD way?"
Sandy: "You're funny!! You take it that way t.."
*Holly slaps Sandy. Sandy is rocked by the pretty average slap and falls onto the bench. Holly lays over Sandy and speaks softly, only one inch away from her face*
Sandy: "WHAT THE..."
Holly: "I 'm not f*cking around here, Morton. From here on in, you listen to EVERY word I say and don't even ATTEMPT to talk until I say so."
*Sandy nervously nods as Holly pulls her back up by the collar*
Holly: "Fact is, we are BOTH in a bad situation. Celes has seen fit to practically GUARANTEE that I don't advance in the Tag Title Tournament thanks to being partnered with THE worst wrestler in OG-Joshi."
Sandy: "Alicia Gordon?"
*Holly is about to slap Sandy again but then stops, considers Sandy's comment, and then briefly smirks*
Holly: "I'll let that one slide. But no more talky til I say so."
*Sandy nods*
Holly: "For the record, i meant YOU. By forcibly pairing me up with YOU...and putting us against Haley and Valeriyah, I am NOT in a good situation to win those new Tag Titles. This has essentially become a handicap match for me! Totally f'n unfair! I know that, Celes knows that, and worst of all...Haley and Valeriyah know that. Now...I don't normally do this but I'll ATTEMPT to reason with you. Had it not been for your Alicia Gordon remark, I'd probably just FORCE you to do what I want..."
Sandy: "Hey, you know...in high school, Alicia Gordon was like NEVER in style! She always wore the same sweatpants like EV-ERY day! No make-up either!! Only one pair of sneakers..."
Holly: "Listen! As bad a situation as I am in, you are in a WORSE one. I already proved that I could beat Haley Cannon in a wrestling match. And I'm not worried about her little penpal Ghonnoreah Bellycough either..."
*Sandy suddenly looks down, embarrassed*
Holly: "I'm not going to ask...i'll just assume THOSE rumors are true. Now listen...I said I can handle those two. But you sure as hell can't. You lost three times in the last month!! To Alicia, Angelica, and Cuozzo."
Sandy: "But I'm STILL LEARNI..."
Holly: "You couldn't even SURVIVE in the ring with Haley and Valeriyah for longer then 30 f*ckin seconds without getting ravaged! Those two MERCILESSLY broke Jo Ryder's arm! F*ck...now THAT says something to me. That says that YOU would be ripped apart faster then that sore on your mouth plans to spread."
*Sandy looks away again...*
Holly: "So right now we have two choices..."
Sandy: "Spit or swal.."
*Holly slaps Sandy again*
Holly: "NO....LISTEN! These aren't your USUAL choices! We can either go into that match with no preparation: leading to ME losing while YOU get broken into pieces and forcibly retired. OR..."
Sandy: "We can party EVERY night until then and guzzle so much...
*Holly goes to slap Sandy...but repositions her hand for an alternate angle slap to avoid an open sore*
Holly: "OR we can help each other out. If I help you train for the match, you WILL get better in the ring. THAT I can guarantee. The better you are, the less of a chance you have of being ritualistically eviscerated by submissions. And much more importantly...the better you are, the more of a chance that I have of winning this match and advancing in the tournament. Because if I can teach you enough defensive strategy, then I can rest on the outside when I need to, without worrying that you'll be tapped out immediately."
Sandy: "I get tapped like every freaking night, its amazing!"
Holly: "So do we have a deal? You let me train you and, in turn, I'll teach you to survive? Hell, if we make it past Haley and Val, then I can train you even more. And maybe we can even go on to win this Tournament. You want to win some f*cking gold, Morton? You want to PROVE yourself in that ring after having everyone doubt you? Do you know the THRILL in proving everyone wrong and holding Championship gold up in their faces!? Its INTOXICATING! It's the best feeling in the world!!!! Do you want that!?"
Sandy: *shrugs her shoulders* "Not really. Especially not if I have to, like, DO stuff..."
*Holly sighs, frowns, but then her eyes light up*
Holly: "I'll put it to you THIS way... Champions get better media coverage then non champions, get it? You win that tag belt with me, and we can get you on TV shows around the country. No! Around the WORLD! Ever do a Japanese Bukkake movie? I think you'd be PERFECT for it."
*NOW Sandy's eyes light up*
Sandy: "Sounds great! What does bukkake stand for!?"
Holly: "As champion, you'll be so POPULAR that you won't have TIME to learn pesky things like that!"
*Sandy's smile grows ever larger...showing off her inner mouth sores*
Sandy: "Great! I HATE learning! And I just want to be popular!! So can I ALSO be all over MTV and E! and 'Girls Gone Mild: Athletes in heat!?'"
Holly: "Uh...they'd probably be all over you..."
Sandy: "Yea! Then it's a deal!"
*Sandy smiles and goes to hug Holly...who intelligently ducks the hell away before contact is made.*
Holly: "Your first lesson...avoiding a bearhug...you see what I did? Just do that."
Sandy: "I'm learning, teacher!"
Holly: "Ok, now that we have this settled, we'll have to work out a training schedule. You're from LA, right? Well, I'm gonna need you to temporarily move to NY and train with me."
Sandy: "No prob!! My parents can buy me a HOT apartment in NYC!"
Holly: "BUY?"
Sandy: "Yeah! They buy me whatever I want!! Maybe I'll get two so I can throw HUGE parties!"
Holly: "I'll...I'll try to pull a few strings and get you into the Orochi-O's gym with me. I can't guarantee anything as I don't know if Orochi Army will let you anywhere near them..."
Sandy: "Awwe, why not!? I want to meet the Orochi Goose!"
*Holly's eyes go blank for a second as she feels a wave of nausea*
Holly: "You want to ...MEET that thing?"
Sandy: "I heard it's hung like a..."
*Holly stifles the gag reflex and then gets a smile on her face*
Holly: "Well, it appears that you are fearless...that will help your training."
Sandy: "Can you teach me the moves you do? Like that "Muff Driver?"
Holly: "Usually I'd say that's an advanced move...but in your case, you probably learned it when you were 16."
Sandy: "Prude..."
*Holly looks completely shocked*
Holly: "I...I never heard anyone call ME that."
Sandy: "16 is like SO f'n old! When was your first DVDA? Like when you were 20!"
*Sandy laughs patronizingly as Holly stares at her dumbfounded*
Holly: "Ok, we're...we're done for now. I'll drive you back to the arena parking lot to get your car."
Sandy: "Oh, I don't have a car, I flew in from LA this morning and came from the airport."
Holly: "Do you want to just call a taxi?"
Sandy: "I hitched a ride from some trucker. Hey, you mind if I go into that convenience store to get some breathmints so I can hitch a ride back to the airport?"
Holly: "No. We can't afford that kind of risk now. I'm driving you to NYC. We'll talk on the way about our training schedule. And maybe some medical attention for you at the free clinic."
Sandy: "There's a nationwide ban on me there..."
Holly: "Let's just go..."
*Holly and Sandy get back into the Jeep and drive back onto the highway. Scene fades...*