Main Event

[Allura Desmonds]

Main Event
Battle Royale
#1 Contender Spot for Siren’s Championship
Joanne Canelli © vs Merxy Black vs Rose Bonaparte vs Ice Queen vs Diamond Rose vs Nidrah

RP Limit: 1 Per Character
Deadline: 01/08/21 @ 11:59pm eastern time
Grace Period: 01/10/21 @11:59pm eastern time
Good Luck

[Uh Oh]

The sounds of shoes slapping on col pavement can be heard as the camera showsthe backstage of the arena deep in the bowels of the arena.  Where metal and concrete lack the luster of fresh paint and varnish.  Just miles of steel and concrete with cables running here and there.  The camera sees the figure of Merxy Black.  Merxy is taping up fists getting ready for a fight.  Merxy turns to the camera.

Merxy:  Well aren't you the creeper?

Cameraman:  Well... I...

Merxy:  Get enough footage of the shower rooms or something?

Cameraman:  No I....

Merxy:  Whatever....  what do you want?

Cameraman:  Can I get an interview?

Merxy:  So you are just patrolling the deepest, darkest, depths of Legacy Arena?  Isn't that a little creepy?

Cameraman:  I was just....

Merxy:  Whatever... people think I'm creepy so who am I to judge?

Cameraman:  I guess....

Merxy:  Winter's End,  not a good night for us.  I was stilll recovering from injuries and Dean went through hell and still didn't get the gold.  Which is crap!  No one is more insane or hardcore than Dean!  He'll get that title in due time.  Just you wait.

Cameraman:  Well he isn't...

Merxy:  yes I know, Allura thinks it's cute keeping us on different shows.  Hell it's one of the few reasons I am still going for their Miss Priss Championship.  That us a title that allows free travel between shows.  With that around my waist I could see him every Battery.  Anothe is I am so damn tired of all these stereotypes of what a person is....  Siren championship?  Named for the Sirens I guess, beautiful women with hypnotic voices that causes sailors to crash into the rocks.  That is like the princess of monsters.  They don't even do the killing themselves they have the sailors crash.  I mean if they were created in later mythoplogy would they instead of singing knit sweaters?  Or Twerk people into crashing?  Seriously!  Women are more than their looks, and seductive nature.

Merxy takes an irritated stance.

Merxy:  Women are one of the leading forces in change in the social economic climate and we get maybe 1 or 2 women in history that people can name besides how hot or beautiful they were.  It's pathetic.  Women's Appreciation is a greeting card to a terminally ill patient.  They don't need an appreciation day, or an appreciation month.  They need to be treated like equals year round!  This goes beyond what some of the neck beard mouthbreathers consider "real women"  A trans woman is still.. a woman... women should stand proud and be respected no matter what.  Yet they are still used as eye candy and piss breaks in this sport.

The cameraman makes a nervous cough.

Merxy:  So I am in the ring with a bunch of women I either respect or hate.  Hell even the ones I hate I kind of respect.  They give us this Siren title to squabble over so we do not go after the men's titles.  Neo?  Not seeing much progressive or way of future going on with the existence of this title.  Unless we start getting some trans men and mayb some drag queens going for this title.  Mix it up show that this belt is for anyone who identifies as a woman.  But I will get down from my soap box.  As the Non-Binary Championship it allowed the title to be more inclusive.  This belt is one step away from being the Pretty Barbie Championship.

Cameraman:  M..maybe we should talk about your opponents.

Merxy:  Alright let me start with Nidrah.  A model yes.. but she is Samoan, and I have never met a Samoan who couldn't beat up a bar by themselves.  Nidrah I have seen in the ring she is strong and tough and I can respect that.  But all those fancy clothes and the limos and parties may have made you soft.  Now a soft Samoan still can beat up 50% of the population, not gonna lie.  I have lived on the streets, I can appreciate you being successful, but you have made it to the point of also living the life of luxury.You went soft.  Now a Samoan going soft is like steel becoming soft like rock.  Still pretty damn painful to get hit with.  I respect you, but I need to win and sometimes will can bend metal and need can erode stone.

Cameraman:  What about Diamond Rose?

Merxy:  Love her style and her cruelty in the ring, like a sister I never had.  But no friends in this match if it comes down to her against me, I will do whatever it takes to get the victory.  You can count on that.

Cameraman:  What about Ice Queen?

Merxy:  An icon for women in this sport.  The living embodiment of a valkyrae.  She is warrior woman through and through.  Again I respect her.  But I will not allow that to cloud my vision, I wll go through her just like I will go through Diamond Rose, and Nidrah.  Ice Queen it is an honor, and eliminating you will propel me to new heights.

Cameraman:  What about Rosa Bonaparte?  

Merxy:  Steeel Rose... you certainly are beautiful, and I can definite empathize with your childhood.  I know the pain of losing parents, I know the pain of being alone on the streets.  I can respect you, hell I could probably even like you.  Maybe we can get a drink after the show.  But when that bell rings, It is all business you are in the way of my goal.  I never let anything get in the way of what I want.  Not rules, not laws, not objections, and not opponents.  So good luck, you'll need it.

Cameraman:  What about...

Merxy:  Joanne... Canelli....curent BAMF champion... mob boss.... backjumping bitch and simp for Emily!  Seriously?!?  Are you serious, you come out and attack me to soften me up and Emily comes out and tries playing innocent and acting like she wants to be my friend and then she does that?!?  So what I am going to do is clear the ring...  I am going to take your face and bash it into everything I can find.  If your girlfriends try to help I will do it to them to  and if your little boi toi Uh Oh tries to do anything, I'll break the little punk.  See you jumping me is declaring war.  I am ready to go all out, and send a very angry, a very violent, and a very bloody message back to your mistress Emily.  I'm coming for her and my title and since you helped her steal my belt, I might as well break you down for Reb or Dario to take your belt.  See you in the ring Jersey Skank!

Merxy pushes pass the camera man as the camera watches Merxy leave the sound of the heels of the steel toed boots clicking on the concrete as the sight of her black leather jacket with chains and Dean Tyler patches fades from sight.

[Nidrah]

(We see Nidrah getting ready fornthe battle royal. She is in her ring gear and then Rose Bonaparte comes to her. She smiles.)

[Rose Bonaparte]

Hey there Nidrah.

[Nidrah]

Hello there Rose.

[Rose Bonaparte]

You ready for the battle royal?

[Nidrah]

As I will ever be. I want my shot at the Sirens title.

[Rose Bonaparte]

I do too but what would you say for us to form a tag team after the match? I see so much potential in you and we could rule the tag division.

(Nidrah thinks and nods and smiles)

[Nidrah]

I love that idea. Two beauties that know how to wrestle teaming up. What to call ourselves though.

[Rose Bonaparte]

Lets worry about that later.

(Then a cameraman comes to them.)

[Rose Bonaparte]

Lets make this short and sweet ladies. I know that this Samoan beauty right here and I are two of the combatants in this battle royal but the rest of you will not take us lightly.

[Nidrah]

Thats right. Yes we realize that its every woman for herself and we both want a chance at the Sirens title but after the match we are going to join the tag division and we want the gold.

[Rose Bonaparte]

She is correct. We will see you ladies in the ring and Nidrah good luck in the match.

[Nidrah]

You too Rose.

(They head off.)

End Rp.

[thejerseydevildiva]

Act 1: Family Time

"I love my father, and my family but when you are born into a Catholic family Mass is an important part of life. Right now it's hard for me stepping into the cathedral especially when they have truth faith."

The scene opens on the beautiful Sicilian city of Palermo. The glistening sun was starting to set for another evening, as the sound of seagulls echoed through the evening, and over the crystal clear water. The smell from the local bakeries and restaurants mixed with the fresh sea water that surrounded most of the city. The sky was filled with pinks and oranges giving way to a midnight blue sky and twinkling stars. The camera moves over the city and soon stops on one of the vast villas that sat on one of the hills that loomed over the city. High walls, surrounded the home, and a handful of guards walked the grounds keeping those inside safe and away from the prying eyes of the outside world. The camera moves to the interior of the villa was decorated in red and gold decorations for Christmas and a massive tree stood in the middle of the foyer. The white marble floor sparkled in the last rays of the sun as the sound of voices could be heard coming from the second floor just out of sight of the staircase.

Voice 1: Are you sure they are comin' tonight?

Voice: When he called Clinton said he just landed at the airport.

We soon see shadows move and as they round the corner we see Joanne dressed in a dark suit with her hair tied back away from her pale face. Uh Oh follows behind her as they start down the stairs.

Joanne: It's strange that he would fly all this way just to see me.

Uh Oh: It's getting closer to the new year and the first show of NCW will be coming up soon.

Joanne: I know. I just have to be careful around here. There are people that would pay a lot of money to get in here to get to my father.

Uh Oh nods as the sound of a doorbell is heard echoing through the house. They walk to the door, and Uh Oh opens it slowly seeing Chris Clinton standing in front of them. He smiles as Joanne extends her hand to him.

Joanne: Buon Natale!

Chris Clinton: I'm sorry...

Joanne: Merry Christmas!

Chris Clinton: Merry Christmas to you as well Miss Canelli. You have a beautiful home here.

Joanne: Thank you but it's my father's home. This is where he decided to retire.

Chris Clinton: Where is your family?

Joanne: They're out at the moment. My father is a socialite in the city. Uh Oh said that you wanted to interview me for my match comin' up. So what do you want to know?

Joanne and Uh Oh lead him into a massive sitting room filled with black leather couches and red velour chairs. Chris sits down as Joanne sits down across from him as Uh Oh stands.

Joanne: Why don't you get us somethin' to drink Uh Oh?

Uh Oh: Sure. I'll be back in a few minutes.

Chris Clinton: First off I want to congratulate you on your win over Johnny Reb. I know that had to been a hard fight.

Joanne: It was, but it was amazing. Reb put me through my paces but in the end I proved once again why I am the BAMF Champion.

Chris Clinton: In just a few days you will be facing off against 5 others for a chance at the number one contender spot for the Siren's Championship. Merxy and Nidrah have already said something about your match and...

Joanne: Who? Oh yeah the former Siren's Champion. Funny how she wants a shot at the title when she didn't even deserve it in the first place. We all know that when Emily beat her sorry ass for the title she wasn't and isn't goin' to ever have a shot at it again. As for Nidrah... Please. What has she done to even deserve to get this shot? I mean really? She hasn't impressed anyone. At least she hasn't impressed me any.

Chris Clinton: She had to impress someone to get this far in the company. What about Rose Bonaparte?

Joanne looks down at the floor and smiles softly before her eyes seem to flash red before going back to their normal color.

Joanne: Pensez-vous que j'ai peur de vous? Vous êtes un aspirant, un fraudeur et vous ne valez pas mon temps. (Do you think that I am scared of you? You are a wannabe, a fraud, and not worth my time.)

Chris Clinton: I'm sorry?

Joanne: She'll know what it means. I'm the BAMF Champion Clinton. Do you really think that I'm goin' to go down that easy? Hardly. Look at who I faced in my last match and how much pain and sufferin' that I went through to keep it. Do you really think that I'm goin to go down without a fight? Hardly. I'm goin' to fight until there is nothin' left in me.

Chris Clinton: True. You have proven more than once why you are the BAMF Champion. What about Diamond Rose?

Joanne: Really? She's in this? Why? The last time that she was put into a match like this she didn't even show up! I mean come on. Does she think that she's goin' to win just because she's a witch? Hardly. Emily is a witch. Diamond Rose is another pretender who is after what is rightfully mine. Who else is in this match?

Chris Clinton: Uhm Ice Queen.

Joanne smiles as she leans back against the deep red velour seat.

Joanne: Ice Queen... She is a woman that I can actually respect. I don't have any harsh feelin's against her for anything but I'm afraid I can't let her win this match. I've been wantin' this for a while and if that means I have to take down each and everyone of them that sand in my way then so be it. I will do whatever it takes to beat the holy hell out of each and everyone of them. They can try to stop me, but it's not goin' to be enough. I have plans for each of them and I know they're goin' to try to stop me but we all know they don't have what it takes to put me down. Maybe if they all work together or somethin' along that line they might actually beat me but we all know that's not what is goin' to happen is it?

Chris Clinton: I'm not sure... But you know that they will stand and fight.

Joanne laughs.

Joanne: That's what I want. I don't want an easy fight. I want them to give me their best and try to stop me. Now if that is everythin' I still have a few thin's to do before the mornin' comes.

Chris Clinton: Of course. Give your father my best Miss Canelli.

Joanne: Of course. Come I'll lead you out.

They head to the front door as Joanne smiles Clinton heads out into the night as Joanne closes the door as the scene fades to black.