Post by Roxi Johnson on Aug 28, 2016 10:03:57 GMT
Greetings GOL!
It was so nice we’ll do it twice! Wait… no. hat sounded like an innuendo. It was not meant to be that way.
What I meant to say was that I am thrilled to return to Mexico to compete for GOL again. In fact, I’d like to return every month, but there’s just some pesky problems with that. One, is the fact that this Soaring Eagle championship, is really only half mine. Myself and Amy Jo Smyth are seemingly perfectly matched or something! I mean, we both pinned a guy at the exact same time, and now here we are about to face off one on one, for the first time ever, and to be competing for this championship, against a woman I respect and love very much is truly an honor. But I’ll get to my great friend Amy Jo in a short while. Because the second thing that is preventing me from really focusing my attention on GOL and the Soaring Eagle championship, is the fact that I am about to become a mother in a short while. Having a child, I cannot really afford to be gone very long. Monthly trips to Mexico notwithstanding, I want to be there for my child. My son is going to get the mother he deserves, not one walking away every week or so to wrestle. I want to be there.
But on the other hand. I don’t want to walk away empty handed from a battle like this. Because GOL deserves to have a true Soaring Eagle champion. So this brings me back to the original point. My opponent: Amy Jo Smyth.
Now, let me begin by saying that I love Amy Jo, I do. She is my friend, my trios tag champion partner along with my wife, and really, I could not ask for a better partner outside of my wife, so really, Project Paragon in Olympus has like, the best team ever. But, this isn’t about that. It’s about the Soaring Eagle championship, and there MUST be a true champion!
Now, the thing is, as much as I love my buddy Amy Jo, I also feel a little bit sorry for her. She’s like the only one who doesn’t see what everyone else does. That’s she’s amazing in the ring. That she has all the tools required to be considered a LEGEND in this business. She’s wanted to have her name recognized like mine. I wouldn’t go crazy and say I’m a legend in the game, but I’ve been up and down the road and well-traveled. I’ve earned a reputation even in defeat, but so has Amy Jo, but she is obsessed with success. Nothing pleases me more than to see my friends and family succeed. But this has gotten way to out of hand, and it concerns me as a friend. Amy Jo is just popping up everywhere, trying to win everything and anything she can. It’s a mad obsession with championships and gold and any accolade she can. She’s almost as bad as my wife is when it comes to collecting things!
But I just happen to think she’s going about this all wrong. I mean, title belts and championships are not the measuring stick of a successful career. It doesn’t always give one the stamp of approval as a great wrestler or even person. I found myself in a very similar situation, just last month. I could have had my fiftieth career win, completed a grand slam, and ended a really long winning streak and great reign as champion. I ended up losing because I wasn’t sure what I was even focusing on at that point. What was I after? I was chasing everything, and that wasn’t what I needed to chase. I feel that my friend Amy Jo is falling into that same trap. Chasing the numbers, chasing the accolades, all to prove what we all already know about her: She’s great.
But this belief that championships will justify or erase anything that has happened to her over the past year, I just can’t believe that winning or retaining any championship will fill that void that is now deeply rooted in her own mind. That somehow that wearing any and all championships she can get her hands on will make up for the lack of success earlier in the year. Being covered in championships is only part of it. You have to actually enjoy what you’re doing out there. And all the company joining simply to win a championship doesn’t make it a worthwhile effort. It makes me sad for my friend because she’s just confused as to what makes someone a real champion. I just happen to think that my good friend is going about this for all the wrong reasons.
She joins OWF and competes in a pool of blood match for a tag team title shot with a partner she barely knows. She contacts my wife and I to be trios champions. She’s co-Soaring Eagle champions here. I just have to question why someone would do all these things all at the same time if not for the experience of wrestling in a lot of different places, and gaining experience. But Amy Jo is thirty-five and already well traveled. She’s already got the experience. It really looks like to a lot of people that she’s practically hounding for championships. I mean, where’s the fun in the game if you’re just here to win and go home? I enjoyed my time in Mexico last time! It was awesome. Just competing somewhere fresh was an amazing thing. But this seems to be lost on my friend. She just seems way too concerned with taking the Soaring Eagle championship like it’s a trophy to add to what is an already massive collection she has. I am just worried that if she ends up winning that it will be just another accolade and not truly be appreciated by her. She’s going for so many that really, what will this really mean to her? Will the Soaring Eagle championship jus be another trinket she will dump in a closet and forget about until next month?
That is where I come in. I want to give that championship the appreciation it deserves. And to do that? I’ve got to beat Amy Jo Smyth.
This of course, will be no small feat. I am well aware of this. My friend is extremely skilled in submissions, and has drive and determination that is on par with anyone in wrestling. Amy Jo wants to succeed so bad that she will put herself out there, and really, really take a lot of chances if it means she wins in the end. But I am no slouch either. I have trained for many years in various martial arts, including jui-jitsu and Judo. I know what I’m doing, and I will use those skills because A) It gives me the advantage, and B) I have to. In order to beat someone like Amy Jo Smyth, you have to be at the top of your game, and you have to use everything in your arsenal. Luckily, in these years of experience I have, I am fully capable of doing just that.
I mean, I don’t want to hurt Amy Jo, and in the back of my mind, I still feel deep down she may even resent me when the match is over, for either one, taking it too easy on her, because I know she would do that, and second, a little professional jealousy if I do beat her. So, for me, it’s a pretty awful, lose-lose situation when it boils down to it.
It’s never easy to face a friend in the ring. I’ve been in the ring with good friends, I’ve been in the ring with bitter enemies, and I’ve even been in the ring, staring across at my own wife. I know good and well that this will not be as much fun as I’m hoping, because in the end, one of us is going to leave disappointed. One of us is going to leave with only 1 title to our name currently, that we share with each other anyway. We’ll always have that for the time being, but gosh I wish there was another way.
But, them’s the breaks I guess. I have go into Mexico and beat Amy Jo Smyth. I expect to catch a punch in the face or a stiff kick, but I know it’s just Amy Jo’s competitive spirit shining through. She wants this, she wants it badly, but in my mind… for all the wrong reasons.
I want to hold the Soaring Eagle champions as not a “look at me” accomplishment, but rather, a “Look at GOL” accomplishment. My aim is to help GOL, not myself. I want people to see strong champions who care about GOL and making it better. One of the things that helps, is seeing a champion, or champions who take great pride in being at the top of their games and bringing it each and every time they step foot in the ring.
Now, granted, my son will take precedence over my career, but at the very least, You can expect to see Roxi Johnson vs. Amy Jo Smyth tear the mother-loving house down to fight for a championship we both hold, and as cool as sharing it is, This whole mess needs to come to an end, and it will on Sunday.
I love you Amy Jo. Always and Forever. I know you want this, but I want it too, and for completely separate reasons. I know you understand that this is business and not personal. I just hope you are not too mad at me, when I win the title outright. Trust me, it will be an honor to wrestle you one on one. A bucket list item for me. It’s going to be awesome either way.
Good luck my dear.
{She breaks through a wall with a sick thud. Her body bounces as she tries to gain her baring. }
Ugh...Ribs....broken....Shoulder separated...[/color]
{ Haven walks through the opening, smiling the whole time. Roxi gets to her knees slowly, allowing Haven to stand over her and drive her elbow into Roxi's spine. Roxi yells at the impact and drops flat onto the ground. }
Ss...spine...spinal...spinal shock...[/color]
{ Her uniform mostly in tatters, Roxi makes a vain attempt to crawl, but her lower body is not responding. Haven cockily strolls up and kicks her in the ribs. Another yelp, but this time, more muffled.}
Mistress Haven – I told you, little girl, You couldn't win...
{ Laying flat on her back, Roxi is in no position to argue. }
Roxi – ....*huff* ...Just...spare...spare me...the villain speech...
Mistress Haven – Hahaha. Defiant til the end.
Roxi – *Huff* *Huff*....Do...it...already...
Mistress Haven – Foolish girl, The fun is just starting.
Oh god...[/color]
{Haven scoops Roxi up by her hair, which is not jutting out of her torn mask. Throwing her over her shoulder with ease. Haven walks out of the room and down a hallway. He enters another room, with Sgt. Hate, Blood Priest, Fury, And Sister Shadow waiting... }
Mistress Haven – Well, ladies and gentlemen, I give you Lady Bedlam.
No...no..[/color]
{Haven effortlessly tosses Roxi onto the ground, she lands him a thud. }
Can't... move.. [/color]
Mistress Haven – I wonder how she gave you all so much trouble. Here she is, defeated.
{ The villains surround her on the ground, she gazed up at them, struggling to breathe, barely conscious.}
Blood Priest – Are you sure this is even her? The one I unmasked had black hair.
{ Haven chuckles.}
Mistress Haven – A simple dye job. That red mane you see, is her true hair.
Blood Priest – How do you know?
Mistress Haven – Because I pulled it out by the roots!
Sister Shadow – Enough. I say kill her now, yes!?
Wha? [/color]
Mistress Haven – Shadow makes a good point.
Blood Priest – First, remove the mask.
{ Haven reaches down and snatches the mask of Roxi's face, revealing her identity.}
Oh god no! [/color]
Fury – Ha! Roxi Johnson is Lady Bedlam?
Mistress Haven – It appears so. Send the mask back the guild, let that be a message to them. Now, Kill her.
Fury – Of course.
{ Fury pulls a handgun from his pocket. }
Fury – I hate to mess up a face as pretty as yours, but for all the trouble you caused...
Not...like this... [/color]
{ Fury notices tears running down her bloody face. }
Fury – Sadly, crying will not save you.
{ He pulls the trigger....
BAM! }
{ Roxi sits up, breathing heavily, and instantly begins checking herself for injuries. When she finds none, and realizes where she is, she lays back down.}
A dream. Just a dream. [/color]
{ She rubs her face with her hands, then rolls out of her bed. She looks over at the clock...4:50 am. }
I gotta lay off the late night spicy food. [/color]
{ She stands, yawns and stretches. She walks to the bathroom and runs the water, she splashes it on her face to help wake up. Afterwards, she goes to her window, opens it and stares out. Keira stirs from sleep and feels Roxi not in the bed anymore and shoots up.}
Keira – Where did you…
{Keira sees Roxi standing at the window.}
Keira – Oh… god you scared me.
Roxi – Sorry.
Keira – You okay?
Roxi –Just a nightmare.
Keira – Are you gonna be okay? You have that signing tomorrow.
Roxi – I know. I know. Just… needed a moment.
{Keira gets up and hugs Roxi from behind.}
Keira – Worried?
Roxi – I just… I want to be there… For Nate.
Keira – Me too.
{Roxi and Keira smile at each other and hug as the scene fades.}
{ Roxi and Sydney sit at a booth, labeled for Roxi. A wrestling fan festival event, and Roxi has a little bit of a line as she signs autographs, takes pictures, and just being all around friendly. Sydney just stands against the wall looking bored. }
Roxi – Hey. You doing okay?
Keira – Oh, just peachy.
Roxi – You didn't have to come.
Keira – You said you needed me.
Roxi – I do.
Keira – To do what, starve? I’m dying over here!
Roxi – To provide support.
Keira – You're getting all the support you need. Look at all these people.
Roxi – Yeah, but, I still feel like I'm letting them down.
Keira – You're here aren't you?
Roxi – That's not the point. I feel like I'm just...playing a character.
Keira – And it's a character people like. You have your own booth. You've been proposed too like six times today.
Roxi – Yes, apparently, I'm marrying six guys.
Keira – I think that's illegal.
Roxi – They don't mean it.
Keira – Tell that to that guy over there.
{ Keira points to a larger fan who is still staring at Roxi with a huge smile on his face. }
Roxi – That's a little creepy.
Keira – No, it's a lot creepy.
Roxi – Some fans are just...overzealous. But still, I feel like I haven't really done much to warrant this.
Keira – People look up to you.
Roxi – If they knew....
Keira – Stop it.
Roxi – I can't shake it Keira. You know that. It's starting to effect me in more ways. I mean, It's a nice line and everything, and most fans are respectful.
Keira – So no one has copped a feel.
Roxi – Four. But I let it slide.
Keira – You're too nice.
Roxi – I don't need a lawsuit to go with everything else.
Keira – What everything else? You have no problems.
Roxi – I have a lot of them.
Keira – You said it. Not me.
Roxi – Shut up.
{ Roxi stands up from her booth as the line guy in line gets his autograph and picutre. }
Keira – Is that it?
Roxi – I think we should go.
Keira – What? You've only been here for an hour.
Roxi – I know. It's just, these people like me because of my looks. You know how many times I was told I'm hot today?
Keira – 64.
Roxi – ...
Keira – I counted.
Roxi – Wow, really?
Keira – Yeap.
Roxi – Well, my line has died down, so...I'm going to take a break.
Keira – So...what do I do?
Roxi – I don't know...mingle?
Keira – Mingle?
Roxi – Yeah.
Keira – At a wrestling convention?
Roxi – Judgemental much?
Keira – That's not funny.
Roxi – I'm being serious.
Keira – Sometimes, I hate you. No, I got dressed up this morning, I came with you down to this convention, I watched as 200 plus people lined up to see us. I'm not going to "mingle" this these people.
Roxi – Then we should go.
Keira – Oh, do not guilt trip me right now.
Roxi – It's not a guilt trip on you. I let these guys down. I'm a superhero, I don't kill people.
{ Keira shushes Roxi }
Keira – Keep your voice down. Look, you need to get over this. Right now. These people came here to see a person they look up to.
Roxi – It's not me.
Keira – Stop. You need to start thinking clearly.
Roxi – No, for the first time in a long time I am thinking clearly. I've been thinking a lot lately.
Keira – What are you getting at?
{ Roxi gets closer to Sydney, so only the two of them can hear }
Roxi – Syd, Maybe it's time we stopped.
Keira – ...Excuse me?
Roxi – I mean it.
Keira – This isn't funny.
Roxi – It's not supposed to be. I mean, how long before someone else I care about gets hurt because of our actions? All of this, everything we've done, everything just continues. It never ends.
Keira – We've saved this place hundreds of times.
Roxi – And yet, how much good have we done? Put out a few fires, won some battles, but...It's a drop in the bucket.
Keira – You did what anyone else would have done. You need to just...take some more time off. Then, we'll come back, and be better.
Roxi – No. I don't think so. Maybe it's time. Time to stop playing games, for Lady Bedlam to just...stop, walk away. Before someone else gets hurt..
Keira – You can't quit.
Roxi – Why?....why not?
Keira – Because these people need you.
Roxi – The Guild will do fine without me. They did before I got there, they will when I'm gone. I'm simply a cog in the machine.
Keira – You cannot just give up because of one bad night.
Roxi – Watch -
Keira – Huh?
{ Just then, a small little boy with tears in his eyes, runs up and latches himself to Roxi's leg. }
Small Child – Roxi! Roxi!
{ Confused, Roxi kneels down embraced the kid. }
Roxi – Hey there Kiddo. What's the problem?
Small Child – I need help!
Roxi – Okay, calm down, what's your name?
Small Child – Bobby.
Roxi – Okay Bobby, everything's going to be okay, what's wrong?
Bobby – I lost my daddy.
Roxi – Uh-oh. Well, I'm sure he's around here somewhere. Let's take you to the security office and they can help you find him, okay?
Bobby – No, no! I need YOU to help find him.
Roxi – Whoa, whoa. Okay.
Bobby – I'm scared. I don't know all these people. I know you.
Roxi – You do?
Small Child – Uh-huh. You help everybody You and Keira.
{ Roxi picks up Bobby and holds him close. She looks back at Keira, who is smiling. }
Roxi – Okay Kiddo, let's go find your daddy.
Bobby – Okay!
{ With that, Roxi walks with Bobby, holding him in her arms as she makes her way to the security office, at least to make it known that Bobby's looking for his dad. And as luck would have it, Roxi walks up right as Bobby right as his dad is registering him as lost. }
Roxi – Hey, look at that, we found him.
Bobby – Yah! Daddy!
Bobby’s Dad – Oh! Bobby! There you are. I'm so sorry. Are you okay?
Roxi – He's okay.
Bobby – I was with Roxi. She helped me. She's a hero!
Bobby’s Dad – Thank you so much for finding him.
Roxi – Oh, don't thank me. Actually, Little Bobby found me.
Bobby’s Dad – Really?
Roxi – Yeah. I just brought him to you.
Bobby’s Dad – Well, you're a hero to me too.
Roxi – It's nothing, Bobby's a smart little boy.
Bobby – I knew you'd help me.
Roxi – Of course. It's my job. High five little guy!
Bobby – *giggle*
{ Roxi high fives the kid }
Bobby’s Dad – Again, I can't thank you enough.
Roxi – It's not a problem.
Bobby’s Dad – Uh, just one thing...why did he run to you?
Roxi – He said he knew me, and knew I would help.
Bobby’s Dad – I guess he picked the right hero.
Roxi – Well, it is easy when your as handsome as he is. Bye-bye little Bobby.
Bobby – Bye Roxi!
{ Roxi goes back to her booth and sits down. She can't help but smile. }
Keira – And you want to give all that up.
Roxi – ...I...I can't explain that.
Keira – Face it, that is who you are.
Roxi – No...it's...
Keira – To that guy, and more importantly, to that little boy, you are a hero.
Roxi – ...
Keira – They are going to remember you forever.
Roxi – Maybe.
Keira – Maybe? How about absolutely?
Roxi – *sigh* Okay, I'll let you have that one.
Keira – So no more talk about giving this up?
Roxi – Wait until Nate is born.
Keira – Then… we’ll fix everything.
{Roxi and Keira hug as the scene fades.}
It was so nice we’ll do it twice! Wait… no. hat sounded like an innuendo. It was not meant to be that way.
What I meant to say was that I am thrilled to return to Mexico to compete for GOL again. In fact, I’d like to return every month, but there’s just some pesky problems with that. One, is the fact that this Soaring Eagle championship, is really only half mine. Myself and Amy Jo Smyth are seemingly perfectly matched or something! I mean, we both pinned a guy at the exact same time, and now here we are about to face off one on one, for the first time ever, and to be competing for this championship, against a woman I respect and love very much is truly an honor. But I’ll get to my great friend Amy Jo in a short while. Because the second thing that is preventing me from really focusing my attention on GOL and the Soaring Eagle championship, is the fact that I am about to become a mother in a short while. Having a child, I cannot really afford to be gone very long. Monthly trips to Mexico notwithstanding, I want to be there for my child. My son is going to get the mother he deserves, not one walking away every week or so to wrestle. I want to be there.
But on the other hand. I don’t want to walk away empty handed from a battle like this. Because GOL deserves to have a true Soaring Eagle champion. So this brings me back to the original point. My opponent: Amy Jo Smyth.
Now, let me begin by saying that I love Amy Jo, I do. She is my friend, my trios tag champion partner along with my wife, and really, I could not ask for a better partner outside of my wife, so really, Project Paragon in Olympus has like, the best team ever. But, this isn’t about that. It’s about the Soaring Eagle championship, and there MUST be a true champion!
Now, the thing is, as much as I love my buddy Amy Jo, I also feel a little bit sorry for her. She’s like the only one who doesn’t see what everyone else does. That’s she’s amazing in the ring. That she has all the tools required to be considered a LEGEND in this business. She’s wanted to have her name recognized like mine. I wouldn’t go crazy and say I’m a legend in the game, but I’ve been up and down the road and well-traveled. I’ve earned a reputation even in defeat, but so has Amy Jo, but she is obsessed with success. Nothing pleases me more than to see my friends and family succeed. But this has gotten way to out of hand, and it concerns me as a friend. Amy Jo is just popping up everywhere, trying to win everything and anything she can. It’s a mad obsession with championships and gold and any accolade she can. She’s almost as bad as my wife is when it comes to collecting things!
But I just happen to think she’s going about this all wrong. I mean, title belts and championships are not the measuring stick of a successful career. It doesn’t always give one the stamp of approval as a great wrestler or even person. I found myself in a very similar situation, just last month. I could have had my fiftieth career win, completed a grand slam, and ended a really long winning streak and great reign as champion. I ended up losing because I wasn’t sure what I was even focusing on at that point. What was I after? I was chasing everything, and that wasn’t what I needed to chase. I feel that my friend Amy Jo is falling into that same trap. Chasing the numbers, chasing the accolades, all to prove what we all already know about her: She’s great.
But this belief that championships will justify or erase anything that has happened to her over the past year, I just can’t believe that winning or retaining any championship will fill that void that is now deeply rooted in her own mind. That somehow that wearing any and all championships she can get her hands on will make up for the lack of success earlier in the year. Being covered in championships is only part of it. You have to actually enjoy what you’re doing out there. And all the company joining simply to win a championship doesn’t make it a worthwhile effort. It makes me sad for my friend because she’s just confused as to what makes someone a real champion. I just happen to think that my good friend is going about this for all the wrong reasons.
She joins OWF and competes in a pool of blood match for a tag team title shot with a partner she barely knows. She contacts my wife and I to be trios champions. She’s co-Soaring Eagle champions here. I just have to question why someone would do all these things all at the same time if not for the experience of wrestling in a lot of different places, and gaining experience. But Amy Jo is thirty-five and already well traveled. She’s already got the experience. It really looks like to a lot of people that she’s practically hounding for championships. I mean, where’s the fun in the game if you’re just here to win and go home? I enjoyed my time in Mexico last time! It was awesome. Just competing somewhere fresh was an amazing thing. But this seems to be lost on my friend. She just seems way too concerned with taking the Soaring Eagle championship like it’s a trophy to add to what is an already massive collection she has. I am just worried that if she ends up winning that it will be just another accolade and not truly be appreciated by her. She’s going for so many that really, what will this really mean to her? Will the Soaring Eagle championship jus be another trinket she will dump in a closet and forget about until next month?
That is where I come in. I want to give that championship the appreciation it deserves. And to do that? I’ve got to beat Amy Jo Smyth.
This of course, will be no small feat. I am well aware of this. My friend is extremely skilled in submissions, and has drive and determination that is on par with anyone in wrestling. Amy Jo wants to succeed so bad that she will put herself out there, and really, really take a lot of chances if it means she wins in the end. But I am no slouch either. I have trained for many years in various martial arts, including jui-jitsu and Judo. I know what I’m doing, and I will use those skills because A) It gives me the advantage, and B) I have to. In order to beat someone like Amy Jo Smyth, you have to be at the top of your game, and you have to use everything in your arsenal. Luckily, in these years of experience I have, I am fully capable of doing just that.
I mean, I don’t want to hurt Amy Jo, and in the back of my mind, I still feel deep down she may even resent me when the match is over, for either one, taking it too easy on her, because I know she would do that, and second, a little professional jealousy if I do beat her. So, for me, it’s a pretty awful, lose-lose situation when it boils down to it.
It’s never easy to face a friend in the ring. I’ve been in the ring with good friends, I’ve been in the ring with bitter enemies, and I’ve even been in the ring, staring across at my own wife. I know good and well that this will not be as much fun as I’m hoping, because in the end, one of us is going to leave disappointed. One of us is going to leave with only 1 title to our name currently, that we share with each other anyway. We’ll always have that for the time being, but gosh I wish there was another way.
But, them’s the breaks I guess. I have go into Mexico and beat Amy Jo Smyth. I expect to catch a punch in the face or a stiff kick, but I know it’s just Amy Jo’s competitive spirit shining through. She wants this, she wants it badly, but in my mind… for all the wrong reasons.
I want to hold the Soaring Eagle champions as not a “look at me” accomplishment, but rather, a “Look at GOL” accomplishment. My aim is to help GOL, not myself. I want people to see strong champions who care about GOL and making it better. One of the things that helps, is seeing a champion, or champions who take great pride in being at the top of their games and bringing it each and every time they step foot in the ring.
Now, granted, my son will take precedence over my career, but at the very least, You can expect to see Roxi Johnson vs. Amy Jo Smyth tear the mother-loving house down to fight for a championship we both hold, and as cool as sharing it is, This whole mess needs to come to an end, and it will on Sunday.
I love you Amy Jo. Always and Forever. I know you want this, but I want it too, and for completely separate reasons. I know you understand that this is business and not personal. I just hope you are not too mad at me, when I win the title outright. Trust me, it will be an honor to wrestle you one on one. A bucket list item for me. It’s going to be awesome either way.
Good luck my dear.
{She breaks through a wall with a sick thud. Her body bounces as she tries to gain her baring. }
Ugh...Ribs....broken....Shoulder separated...[/color]
{ Haven walks through the opening, smiling the whole time. Roxi gets to her knees slowly, allowing Haven to stand over her and drive her elbow into Roxi's spine. Roxi yells at the impact and drops flat onto the ground. }
Ss...spine...spinal...spinal shock...[/color]
{ Her uniform mostly in tatters, Roxi makes a vain attempt to crawl, but her lower body is not responding. Haven cockily strolls up and kicks her in the ribs. Another yelp, but this time, more muffled.}
Mistress Haven – I told you, little girl, You couldn't win...
{ Laying flat on her back, Roxi is in no position to argue. }
Roxi – ....*huff* ...Just...spare...spare me...the villain speech...
Mistress Haven – Hahaha. Defiant til the end.
Roxi – *Huff* *Huff*....Do...it...already...
Mistress Haven – Foolish girl, The fun is just starting.
Oh god...[/color]
{Haven scoops Roxi up by her hair, which is not jutting out of her torn mask. Throwing her over her shoulder with ease. Haven walks out of the room and down a hallway. He enters another room, with Sgt. Hate, Blood Priest, Fury, And Sister Shadow waiting... }
Mistress Haven – Well, ladies and gentlemen, I give you Lady Bedlam.
No...no..[/color]
{Haven effortlessly tosses Roxi onto the ground, she lands him a thud. }
Can't... move.. [/color]
Mistress Haven – I wonder how she gave you all so much trouble. Here she is, defeated.
{ The villains surround her on the ground, she gazed up at them, struggling to breathe, barely conscious.}
Blood Priest – Are you sure this is even her? The one I unmasked had black hair.
{ Haven chuckles.}
Mistress Haven – A simple dye job. That red mane you see, is her true hair.
Blood Priest – How do you know?
Mistress Haven – Because I pulled it out by the roots!
Sister Shadow – Enough. I say kill her now, yes!?
Wha? [/color]
Mistress Haven – Shadow makes a good point.
Blood Priest – First, remove the mask.
{ Haven reaches down and snatches the mask of Roxi's face, revealing her identity.}
Oh god no! [/color]
Fury – Ha! Roxi Johnson is Lady Bedlam?
Mistress Haven – It appears so. Send the mask back the guild, let that be a message to them. Now, Kill her.
Fury – Of course.
{ Fury pulls a handgun from his pocket. }
Fury – I hate to mess up a face as pretty as yours, but for all the trouble you caused...
Not...like this... [/color]
{ Fury notices tears running down her bloody face. }
Fury – Sadly, crying will not save you.
{ He pulls the trigger....
BAM! }
{ Roxi sits up, breathing heavily, and instantly begins checking herself for injuries. When she finds none, and realizes where she is, she lays back down.}
A dream. Just a dream. [/color]
{ She rubs her face with her hands, then rolls out of her bed. She looks over at the clock...4:50 am. }
I gotta lay off the late night spicy food. [/color]
{ She stands, yawns and stretches. She walks to the bathroom and runs the water, she splashes it on her face to help wake up. Afterwards, she goes to her window, opens it and stares out. Keira stirs from sleep and feels Roxi not in the bed anymore and shoots up.}
Keira – Where did you…
{Keira sees Roxi standing at the window.}
Keira – Oh… god you scared me.
Roxi – Sorry.
Keira – You okay?
Roxi –Just a nightmare.
Keira – Are you gonna be okay? You have that signing tomorrow.
Roxi – I know. I know. Just… needed a moment.
{Keira gets up and hugs Roxi from behind.}
Keira – Worried?
Roxi – I just… I want to be there… For Nate.
Keira – Me too.
{Roxi and Keira smile at each other and hug as the scene fades.}
{ Roxi and Sydney sit at a booth, labeled for Roxi. A wrestling fan festival event, and Roxi has a little bit of a line as she signs autographs, takes pictures, and just being all around friendly. Sydney just stands against the wall looking bored. }
Roxi – Hey. You doing okay?
Keira – Oh, just peachy.
Roxi – You didn't have to come.
Keira – You said you needed me.
Roxi – I do.
Keira – To do what, starve? I’m dying over here!
Roxi – To provide support.
Keira – You're getting all the support you need. Look at all these people.
Roxi – Yeah, but, I still feel like I'm letting them down.
Keira – You're here aren't you?
Roxi – That's not the point. I feel like I'm just...playing a character.
Keira – And it's a character people like. You have your own booth. You've been proposed too like six times today.
Roxi – Yes, apparently, I'm marrying six guys.
Keira – I think that's illegal.
Roxi – They don't mean it.
Keira – Tell that to that guy over there.
{ Keira points to a larger fan who is still staring at Roxi with a huge smile on his face. }
Roxi – That's a little creepy.
Keira – No, it's a lot creepy.
Roxi – Some fans are just...overzealous. But still, I feel like I haven't really done much to warrant this.
Keira – People look up to you.
Roxi – If they knew....
Keira – Stop it.
Roxi – I can't shake it Keira. You know that. It's starting to effect me in more ways. I mean, It's a nice line and everything, and most fans are respectful.
Keira – So no one has copped a feel.
Roxi – Four. But I let it slide.
Keira – You're too nice.
Roxi – I don't need a lawsuit to go with everything else.
Keira – What everything else? You have no problems.
Roxi – I have a lot of them.
Keira – You said it. Not me.
Roxi – Shut up.
{ Roxi stands up from her booth as the line guy in line gets his autograph and picutre. }
Keira – Is that it?
Roxi – I think we should go.
Keira – What? You've only been here for an hour.
Roxi – I know. It's just, these people like me because of my looks. You know how many times I was told I'm hot today?
Keira – 64.
Roxi – ...
Keira – I counted.
Roxi – Wow, really?
Keira – Yeap.
Roxi – Well, my line has died down, so...I'm going to take a break.
Keira – So...what do I do?
Roxi – I don't know...mingle?
Keira – Mingle?
Roxi – Yeah.
Keira – At a wrestling convention?
Roxi – Judgemental much?
Keira – That's not funny.
Roxi – I'm being serious.
Keira – Sometimes, I hate you. No, I got dressed up this morning, I came with you down to this convention, I watched as 200 plus people lined up to see us. I'm not going to "mingle" this these people.
Roxi – Then we should go.
Keira – Oh, do not guilt trip me right now.
Roxi – It's not a guilt trip on you. I let these guys down. I'm a superhero, I don't kill people.
{ Keira shushes Roxi }
Keira – Keep your voice down. Look, you need to get over this. Right now. These people came here to see a person they look up to.
Roxi – It's not me.
Keira – Stop. You need to start thinking clearly.
Roxi – No, for the first time in a long time I am thinking clearly. I've been thinking a lot lately.
Keira – What are you getting at?
{ Roxi gets closer to Sydney, so only the two of them can hear }
Roxi – Syd, Maybe it's time we stopped.
Keira – ...Excuse me?
Roxi – I mean it.
Keira – This isn't funny.
Roxi – It's not supposed to be. I mean, how long before someone else I care about gets hurt because of our actions? All of this, everything we've done, everything just continues. It never ends.
Keira – We've saved this place hundreds of times.
Roxi – And yet, how much good have we done? Put out a few fires, won some battles, but...It's a drop in the bucket.
Keira – You did what anyone else would have done. You need to just...take some more time off. Then, we'll come back, and be better.
Roxi – No. I don't think so. Maybe it's time. Time to stop playing games, for Lady Bedlam to just...stop, walk away. Before someone else gets hurt..
Keira – You can't quit.
Roxi – Why?....why not?
Keira – Because these people need you.
Roxi – The Guild will do fine without me. They did before I got there, they will when I'm gone. I'm simply a cog in the machine.
Keira – You cannot just give up because of one bad night.
Roxi – Watch -
Keira – Huh?
{ Just then, a small little boy with tears in his eyes, runs up and latches himself to Roxi's leg. }
Small Child – Roxi! Roxi!
{ Confused, Roxi kneels down embraced the kid. }
Roxi – Hey there Kiddo. What's the problem?
Small Child – I need help!
Roxi – Okay, calm down, what's your name?
Small Child – Bobby.
Roxi – Okay Bobby, everything's going to be okay, what's wrong?
Bobby – I lost my daddy.
Roxi – Uh-oh. Well, I'm sure he's around here somewhere. Let's take you to the security office and they can help you find him, okay?
Bobby – No, no! I need YOU to help find him.
Roxi – Whoa, whoa. Okay.
Bobby – I'm scared. I don't know all these people. I know you.
Roxi – You do?
Small Child – Uh-huh. You help everybody You and Keira.
{ Roxi picks up Bobby and holds him close. She looks back at Keira, who is smiling. }
Roxi – Okay Kiddo, let's go find your daddy.
Bobby – Okay!
{ With that, Roxi walks with Bobby, holding him in her arms as she makes her way to the security office, at least to make it known that Bobby's looking for his dad. And as luck would have it, Roxi walks up right as Bobby right as his dad is registering him as lost. }
Roxi – Hey, look at that, we found him.
Bobby – Yah! Daddy!
Bobby’s Dad – Oh! Bobby! There you are. I'm so sorry. Are you okay?
Roxi – He's okay.
Bobby – I was with Roxi. She helped me. She's a hero!
Bobby’s Dad – Thank you so much for finding him.
Roxi – Oh, don't thank me. Actually, Little Bobby found me.
Bobby’s Dad – Really?
Roxi – Yeah. I just brought him to you.
Bobby’s Dad – Well, you're a hero to me too.
Roxi – It's nothing, Bobby's a smart little boy.
Bobby – I knew you'd help me.
Roxi – Of course. It's my job. High five little guy!
Bobby – *giggle*
{ Roxi high fives the kid }
Bobby’s Dad – Again, I can't thank you enough.
Roxi – It's not a problem.
Bobby’s Dad – Uh, just one thing...why did he run to you?
Roxi – He said he knew me, and knew I would help.
Bobby’s Dad – I guess he picked the right hero.
Roxi – Well, it is easy when your as handsome as he is. Bye-bye little Bobby.
Bobby – Bye Roxi!
{ Roxi goes back to her booth and sits down. She can't help but smile. }
Keira – And you want to give all that up.
Roxi – ...I...I can't explain that.
Keira – Face it, that is who you are.
Roxi – No...it's...
Keira – To that guy, and more importantly, to that little boy, you are a hero.
Roxi – ...
Keira – They are going to remember you forever.
Roxi – Maybe.
Keira – Maybe? How about absolutely?
Roxi – *sigh* Okay, I'll let you have that one.
Keira – So no more talk about giving this up?
Roxi – Wait until Nate is born.
Keira – Then… we’ll fix everything.
{Roxi and Keira hug as the scene fades.}