Post by Shelley Silver on May 25, 2016 1:13:58 GMT
Scene One: ON Camera
May 23, 2016
Abandoned warehouse near the Thrash Into the Night set
Priorities
Sloane Cameron walks into a room, holding a selfie stick. In the background, grunts, groans, and pants can be heard, getting louder and clearer with each step that Sloane took. As she got right up to the source, she turned the camera around to reveal none other than NJFC superstar, Shelley Silver. Shelley is in a pair of Deadpool yoga pants and a cut up Project: CHAOS t-shirt with a hot pink sports bra very visible underneath. She is shadow boxing with a pair of nunchucks in her hands. Sloane cleared her throat before addressing her friend/client.Sloane: Shel, hon… I know that you are stressing out about having to join up with Gabreal and Atlas against Anarchy ‘16 next week, along with the whole NGW situation with Kenzie, but I think that you have managed to forget about NJFC again.
Shelley blinked as she slowed and eventually stopped her motions completely.
Shelley: What day is it?
Sloane sighed, rolling her eyes.
Sloane: It’s Monday. WAR is in five days. Now you’re match is a Japanese Street Fight, which is something that you should excel at.
Shelley: Why do I feel a ‘but’ coming on?
Sloane took a deep breath, sighing.
Sloane: Shelley, you’re opponent is The Masked Moron. He’s got brain damage. He’s literally developmentally disabled. He thinks that he is a little boy pretending to be a superhero.
A small smile crept across Shelley’s lips.
Shelley: I can work with that. Edit everything up to here out before submitting it as my promo. We can put the whole thing up on YouTube, though.
She paused, taking a deep breath as she waited for Sloane to take the camera off of the selfie stick and got in their typical promo shooting positions. Shelley then took a deep breath, quickly getting herself into character.
Shelley: Did you really think that it was going to be that easy, Moron? It’s going to take a lot more than that to take care of the Silver Wolf. You see, the night air, she echos. You think that you can follow my howls and capture me. I just happen to be a few steps ahead of you, dear Moron. As you start to close in on where you believe that you heard the source of my howl, I will already be across town, plotting my next crime.
Because you see, Silver Wolf doesn’t care if the Masked Moron is fighting with what’s right. I will do whatever I want, whenever I want. You can’t stop me, Moron. No one can. The night and the city belong to me, and there isn’t anything that you can do about that.
Just like you will fair when I come to visit The Labyrinth. There won’t be anything that you can do to stop me. You will be in a Japanese Street Fight, that much is for sure. But what you may not know is that you will be facing a five degree black belt and a weapons expert. Just like on the streets, you won’t stand a chance.
But don’t fret too much, Moron. Good can’t win every time. Life needs balance. This time, the villainess shall prevail.
Shelley winked and blew a kiss at the camera.
Shelley: See you Saturday, Raindrops.