Dizzy Second Spin
Feb 15, 2007 2:55:14 GMT -5
Post by OrochiGeese on Feb 15, 2007 2:55:14 GMT -5
12/15/04
The camera starts, and everything is tilted to the
side. A girl runs around, trying to set up a falling
OG-FPD flag in front of a washer and dryer, and she
jumps again and again, trying to catch it on a hook.
She jumps and jumps, again and again, before finally
catching it. She jumps one more time, and whoops in
joy, before falling backwards on her rear.
[Girl:] OUCH!
She climbs up to her hands and knees as she turns
towards the camera... her brown hair falls in front of
her face, and she blows, pushing her hair upwards...
before it falls limply in her face again. A small
sound escapes her, a sound of impatience, of disbelief
- and she moves one hand to move it away, as she
crawls to the camera, and sets it up, carefully, so
everything is right way up. She jumps back from the
camera, grinning, and striking a pose as various parts
shake once before falling back into place - her shirt
sleeves whipping wildly as she does so.
[Girl:] HA HA HA! OG-FPD! Prepare, as things shall
change now that, I, DIZZY AM HERE!
...Hm... that didn't sound right.
She puts her forefinger to her mouth, and rests her
chin on her thumb, biting lightly on her knuckle,
pausing for a second and breathing...
[Dizzy:] Okay, how about this: Hi! My name is Dizzy!
Hm... that sounded pretty generic, that it did.
Okay, well, what if...
I said, I'm really DIZZY OF THE CITY OF DESPERATION,
GIRL DESTINED TO BE A CHAMPION!
No, no, that's no good either.
Hm.
So, what should I do? What did Big Brother Twinky
say...
She pauses, and calms her breath...
"I should say the truth!"
OKAY!
My name is Diane Cavuto, and I'm from this little city
called Desperation, Nevada! I used to donate a LOT AND
A LOT of time at the local soup kitchens and stuff,
helping out people less fortunate than we were, 'cuz
our family was VERRRRRRY IMPORTANT to the city! So,
Daddy said it was our civic duty to give something
back, that it was!
But, I have this problem that when I get REALLY REALLY
REALLY REALLY REALLY excited that I start stuttering
and I get flustered easily 'cuz I start talking then I
kinda keep rambling and going on and saying stuff
without really actually saying anything kinda like now
but different because I plan on stopping talking here
in a second but I keep going without stopping because
I have to tell you how I'm going to stop talking
because I get hyperactive and I think faster than I
talk and it makes me stutter to try and keep in pace
with my thinkyness and it's hard because I have to
stop and take a breath like this -
She stops, and takes a deep breath... and
releasing, before speaking in a slower pace.
...before I can finish what I'm saying.
I got into wrestling because... uhm... my Daddy loved
it when I was a little girl - he was always busy and
always so stern and such that when he watched
wrestling I'd join him and sit on his lap and watch
with him, and he'd smile while watching it, and that
made me happy to see him happy - 'cuz he never quite
seemed happy with me around, but when watching
wrestling he looked happier than he normally was.
SO! I'm gonna wrestle to make him happy with me!
BUT... it wasn't just that I decided it was fun to do,
and then now here I am and the only way to be a great
wrestler is to actually WANT TO BE A WRESTLER! And
after I got started, it was kinda hard, 'cuz my
trainers didn't know how to teach me to be good.
They... they didn't know how to teach me things, 'cuz
I wanted to learn more than they wanted to teach me.
They said, "No Diane, you're done learning!"
And I was sad, but I tried to use what I learned, and
soon I was able to do stuff with that - but it wasn't
enough!
So, I studied video tapes of wrestlers, and met with a
lot of luchadores from this p-p-p-pl-pla-place
c-c-c-c-c-called M-mmmmmm-mexi-c-c-c-c-co.
Dizzy takes a deep breath... and releases
again.
...I met a man, when I was at the gym one day. He was
a wrestler, and retiring soon, retiring to teach
peoples like ME how to be a wrestler! His name is
Twinky McLanahan, and he said, "Diane, you're a pretty
good wrestler!"
I giggled a bit, 'cuz he looked familiar, but I
thought he was just flirting with me.
He talked about his wrestling school, and how he
wanted me to come learn from him - I started talking
and debating the question with myself, and then all of
a sudden, I decided - "YES!" 'cuz I kinda remembered
where he was from! He was looking at me, his face
showing this HUGE bit of confusion, and he said,
"Diane, you talked that over with yourself so fast,
you have to be Dizzy!"
...AND THEN IT STUCK!
Peoples started calling me "Dizzy," and I kinda liked
it - then I went and crossed the desert, ventured up
the mountains, and journeyed through the plainland (in
a jeep) and saw my newest challenge - Big Brother
Twinky's Wrestling School, where peoples such as
myself were brought to test our dedication, our
intensity, our Vaginal Fortitude!
Er...
MY Vaginal Fortitude. I'm a girl, that I am!
Tee hee!
Dizzy starts laughing a bit, and snorts at the end
- she covers her mouth, and her face turns red.
Sorry, sorry.
Okay, anyways - when I was learning from Big Brother
Twinky, he taught me the harder moves I always wanted
to learn, but I had to work VERY VERY hard to prove I
was ready to learn these sorts of things, because
they're VERY difficult to do, and dangerous too! If I
were to do these moves before I was ready, I could've
hurt myself very badly, and Big Brother Twinky knew
that, so I had to work hard doing things like cleaning
dirty clothes; washing floors, walls, windows,
CEILINGS! We got to stay at his nice big home, so we
had to clean stuff, but I never figured out how people
got goopy white stuff on their roofs of their rooms,
but when I asked them they just pat me on the head and
said, "That's why you're Dizzy."
I always hated that.
And that's the story of Horace the Hippos Really Good,
Awesome, Funderful, Wondertastic Adventure to the
Massage Parlor!
Wait... that's not right.
AH! Here we go! I learned wrestling from Twinky, and
then I got a chance to come HERE, to OG-FPD to wrestle
in the women's division match up! It should be FUN!
Yeah! So, uhm...
I'll see you then, that I will!
Dizzy moves towards the camera but slips, knocking
the camera over breaking it as the scene cuts
immediately to static.
The camera starts, and everything is tilted to the
side. A girl runs around, trying to set up a falling
OG-FPD flag in front of a washer and dryer, and she
jumps again and again, trying to catch it on a hook.
She jumps and jumps, again and again, before finally
catching it. She jumps one more time, and whoops in
joy, before falling backwards on her rear.
[Girl:] OUCH!
She climbs up to her hands and knees as she turns
towards the camera... her brown hair falls in front of
her face, and she blows, pushing her hair upwards...
before it falls limply in her face again. A small
sound escapes her, a sound of impatience, of disbelief
- and she moves one hand to move it away, as she
crawls to the camera, and sets it up, carefully, so
everything is right way up. She jumps back from the
camera, grinning, and striking a pose as various parts
shake once before falling back into place - her shirt
sleeves whipping wildly as she does so.
[Girl:] HA HA HA! OG-FPD! Prepare, as things shall
change now that, I, DIZZY AM HERE!
...Hm... that didn't sound right.
She puts her forefinger to her mouth, and rests her
chin on her thumb, biting lightly on her knuckle,
pausing for a second and breathing...
[Dizzy:] Okay, how about this: Hi! My name is Dizzy!
Hm... that sounded pretty generic, that it did.
Okay, well, what if...
I said, I'm really DIZZY OF THE CITY OF DESPERATION,
GIRL DESTINED TO BE A CHAMPION!
No, no, that's no good either.
Hm.
So, what should I do? What did Big Brother Twinky
say...
She pauses, and calms her breath...
"I should say the truth!"
OKAY!
My name is Diane Cavuto, and I'm from this little city
called Desperation, Nevada! I used to donate a LOT AND
A LOT of time at the local soup kitchens and stuff,
helping out people less fortunate than we were, 'cuz
our family was VERRRRRRY IMPORTANT to the city! So,
Daddy said it was our civic duty to give something
back, that it was!
But, I have this problem that when I get REALLY REALLY
REALLY REALLY REALLY excited that I start stuttering
and I get flustered easily 'cuz I start talking then I
kinda keep rambling and going on and saying stuff
without really actually saying anything kinda like now
but different because I plan on stopping talking here
in a second but I keep going without stopping because
I have to tell you how I'm going to stop talking
because I get hyperactive and I think faster than I
talk and it makes me stutter to try and keep in pace
with my thinkyness and it's hard because I have to
stop and take a breath like this -
She stops, and takes a deep breath... and
releasing, before speaking in a slower pace.
...before I can finish what I'm saying.
I got into wrestling because... uhm... my Daddy loved
it when I was a little girl - he was always busy and
always so stern and such that when he watched
wrestling I'd join him and sit on his lap and watch
with him, and he'd smile while watching it, and that
made me happy to see him happy - 'cuz he never quite
seemed happy with me around, but when watching
wrestling he looked happier than he normally was.
SO! I'm gonna wrestle to make him happy with me!
BUT... it wasn't just that I decided it was fun to do,
and then now here I am and the only way to be a great
wrestler is to actually WANT TO BE A WRESTLER! And
after I got started, it was kinda hard, 'cuz my
trainers didn't know how to teach me to be good.
They... they didn't know how to teach me things, 'cuz
I wanted to learn more than they wanted to teach me.
They said, "No Diane, you're done learning!"
And I was sad, but I tried to use what I learned, and
soon I was able to do stuff with that - but it wasn't
enough!
So, I studied video tapes of wrestlers, and met with a
lot of luchadores from this p-p-p-pl-pla-place
c-c-c-c-c-called M-mmmmmm-mexi-c-c-c-c-co.
Dizzy takes a deep breath... and releases
again.
...I met a man, when I was at the gym one day. He was
a wrestler, and retiring soon, retiring to teach
peoples like ME how to be a wrestler! His name is
Twinky McLanahan, and he said, "Diane, you're a pretty
good wrestler!"
I giggled a bit, 'cuz he looked familiar, but I
thought he was just flirting with me.
He talked about his wrestling school, and how he
wanted me to come learn from him - I started talking
and debating the question with myself, and then all of
a sudden, I decided - "YES!" 'cuz I kinda remembered
where he was from! He was looking at me, his face
showing this HUGE bit of confusion, and he said,
"Diane, you talked that over with yourself so fast,
you have to be Dizzy!"
...AND THEN IT STUCK!
Peoples started calling me "Dizzy," and I kinda liked
it - then I went and crossed the desert, ventured up
the mountains, and journeyed through the plainland (in
a jeep) and saw my newest challenge - Big Brother
Twinky's Wrestling School, where peoples such as
myself were brought to test our dedication, our
intensity, our Vaginal Fortitude!
Er...
MY Vaginal Fortitude. I'm a girl, that I am!
Tee hee!
Dizzy starts laughing a bit, and snorts at the end
- she covers her mouth, and her face turns red.
Sorry, sorry.
Okay, anyways - when I was learning from Big Brother
Twinky, he taught me the harder moves I always wanted
to learn, but I had to work VERY VERY hard to prove I
was ready to learn these sorts of things, because
they're VERY difficult to do, and dangerous too! If I
were to do these moves before I was ready, I could've
hurt myself very badly, and Big Brother Twinky knew
that, so I had to work hard doing things like cleaning
dirty clothes; washing floors, walls, windows,
CEILINGS! We got to stay at his nice big home, so we
had to clean stuff, but I never figured out how people
got goopy white stuff on their roofs of their rooms,
but when I asked them they just pat me on the head and
said, "That's why you're Dizzy."
I always hated that.
And that's the story of Horace the Hippos Really Good,
Awesome, Funderful, Wondertastic Adventure to the
Massage Parlor!
Wait... that's not right.
AH! Here we go! I learned wrestling from Twinky, and
then I got a chance to come HERE, to OG-FPD to wrestle
in the women's division match up! It should be FUN!
Yeah! So, uhm...
I'll see you then, that I will!
Dizzy moves towards the camera but slips, knocking
the camera over breaking it as the scene cuts
immediately to static.