MidWeek Mayhem (11-19) Live! From Springfield, VA
Nov 14, 2008 14:00:40 GMT -5
Post by Fire-Babe on Nov 14, 2008 14:00:40 GMT -5
Alexis Darling walks up to a door that says Firewoman's Locker Room, sponsored by GNC, and pauses for a moment. Then knocks softly. The door opens, and Phantos appears.
LD: What are you doing here?
P: There's a lot--
LD: Never mind, where's Fire?
FW: What is it, Lexie?
LD: Phantos, will you excuse us?
P: Huh? Oh...sure.
Phantos leaves, and Lexie shuts the door and sits down next to Firewoman on the sofa.
LD: You seem...depressed.
FW: Gee, I don't know why that would be. Eric has the title shot that ought to be my rematch. Davin called me a diva. Alexander is not talking to me for some reason.
LD: Well, he is mad at you.
FW: For what? Jericho left, and I thought they were actually getting along after the Highlight Reel.
LD: You seriously don't know. Man, you are oblivious.
FW: I was even nice to his newest bit of jailbait.
LD: Coffee with Moosehead Jack? Ring a bell?
FW: Oh...that.
LD: Yeah...that! He wanted me to come talk to you about it...
FW: What? Oh screw that, if he wants to ask me something he can. He's been hanging around too many high school girls.
LD: Well, he's got a lot on his plate now--
FW: Yeah...where is he?
LD: I think he was going to go training with Aries and Tyler.
FW: Fine. I guess I get to be the grown up.
Firewoman gets up and heads toward the training area. She passes through the RunDEA Suites, sponsored by Aquafina and sees Davin Moreland sitting in a chair. She sits down next to him.
FW: Oh, good...you're here. I've been meaning to talk to you about something for, like MONTHS but ever since you-know-who started hanging around it's been hard to get some time to...well, anyway...and I'm trying not to be all high-maintenance, but you know, that really sucked, when you said that because...[she looks around in case anyone is listening, forgetting momentarily about the ninjacams]... well, I respect you a lot, and I really do listen, and what you think is important to me.....anyway, I am in this feud with both Tyson and Crete....don't ask me how that happened, and since Moose feuded with Crete for like decades, I thought, you know, I would listen to him when he offered to give me......Davin? Davin? Are you awake?
Firewoman looks closer at Davin who is clearly not awake, despite being perfectly upright in his chair. She starts to shake him to wake him up.
FW: Davin....DAVIN
DM: Wha...huh? Oh, hey Wire...I mean....Fire...hahahahaha, wire....
FW: Oh, good god....you're drunk...still????
DM: Ah, I'm not so think as you drunk I am....
Firewoman sighs in exasperation and goes to get some Dunkin Donuts coffee from the dispenser, and brings it back to him.
FW: See, this is what I'm talking about. I've been trying to talk to you, you know, get some advice for weeks now, and you're either not around or shitfaced, or you've got Skanky Darling sucking your face.
DM: That's not all she's sucking....ahhahahahahaha
FW: DAMMIT DAVIN.
Firewoman hurls the coffee cup at him, eerily reminiscent of one of their first meetings. However, in her rage, she misses and coffee splashes all over the wall, and the cup shatters.
DM: Whoa! Incoming! hahahahahahahha
FW: You know, that's it. I've had enough of this shit. You're too fucking "self-indulgent" right now to be of any help to your team mates. When your done doing your really bad Scott Hall impersonation, and ready to start acting like a World Champion again, give me a call. Maybe I'll care.
With that, Firewoman storms out of the RunDEA Suites, leaving Davin wondering where his coffee went.
LD: What are you doing here?
P: There's a lot--
LD: Never mind, where's Fire?
FW: What is it, Lexie?
LD: Phantos, will you excuse us?
P: Huh? Oh...sure.
Phantos leaves, and Lexie shuts the door and sits down next to Firewoman on the sofa.
LD: You seem...depressed.
FW: Gee, I don't know why that would be. Eric has the title shot that ought to be my rematch. Davin called me a diva. Alexander is not talking to me for some reason.
LD: Well, he is mad at you.
FW: For what? Jericho left, and I thought they were actually getting along after the Highlight Reel.
LD: You seriously don't know. Man, you are oblivious.
FW: I was even nice to his newest bit of jailbait.
LD: Coffee with Moosehead Jack? Ring a bell?
FW: Oh...that.
LD: Yeah...that! He wanted me to come talk to you about it...
FW: What? Oh screw that, if he wants to ask me something he can. He's been hanging around too many high school girls.
LD: Well, he's got a lot on his plate now--
FW: Yeah...where is he?
LD: I think he was going to go training with Aries and Tyler.
FW: Fine. I guess I get to be the grown up.
Firewoman gets up and heads toward the training area. She passes through the RunDEA Suites, sponsored by Aquafina and sees Davin Moreland sitting in a chair. She sits down next to him.
FW: Oh, good...you're here. I've been meaning to talk to you about something for, like MONTHS but ever since you-know-who started hanging around it's been hard to get some time to...well, anyway...and I'm trying not to be all high-maintenance, but you know, that really sucked, when you said that because...[she looks around in case anyone is listening, forgetting momentarily about the ninjacams]... well, I respect you a lot, and I really do listen, and what you think is important to me.....anyway, I am in this feud with both Tyson and Crete....don't ask me how that happened, and since Moose feuded with Crete for like decades, I thought, you know, I would listen to him when he offered to give me......Davin? Davin? Are you awake?
Firewoman looks closer at Davin who is clearly not awake, despite being perfectly upright in his chair. She starts to shake him to wake him up.
FW: Davin....DAVIN
DM: Wha...huh? Oh, hey Wire...I mean....Fire...hahahahaha, wire....
FW: Oh, good god....you're drunk...still????
DM: Ah, I'm not so think as you drunk I am....
Firewoman sighs in exasperation and goes to get some Dunkin Donuts coffee from the dispenser, and brings it back to him.
FW: See, this is what I'm talking about. I've been trying to talk to you, you know, get some advice for weeks now, and you're either not around or shitfaced, or you've got Skanky Darling sucking your face.
DM: That's not all she's sucking....ahhahahahahaha
FW: DAMMIT DAVIN.
Firewoman hurls the coffee cup at him, eerily reminiscent of one of their first meetings. However, in her rage, she misses and coffee splashes all over the wall, and the cup shatters.
DM: Whoa! Incoming! hahahahahahahha
FW: You know, that's it. I've had enough of this shit. You're too fucking "self-indulgent" right now to be of any help to your team mates. When your done doing your really bad Scott Hall impersonation, and ready to start acting like a World Champion again, give me a call. Maybe I'll care.
With that, Firewoman storms out of the RunDEA Suites, leaving Davin wondering where his coffee went.