ReAction -- Primetime 3-3-11

[Xion Zeros]

This week's topics:

• GZWA Heavyweight Champion "The Demonic Angel" Omega's personal picks for the Superstar Riot
  
• GZWA Women's Champion Tia Brooks' personal picks for the Diva Riot
  
• Superstars & Divas' reactions to the announcement of "guests" participating in the Riot Control battle royals, along with their own predictions for the PPV
  
• What is going to happen at the Insane Clown Posse Street Fight?
  
• A Rift formed between Bobbi Jackson and Susan Rigger?
  
• Has Maddoxxx messed with the wrong Senorita?
  
• Catfight: Lise Starr vs. Raven
  
• Team Chemistry: Chyna/Amanda/Laura or Vespertine/Molly/Porscha?
  
• The Viper adding more names to his Legend Killing list?
  
• Who is stalking Long Mei?
  

***Keep in mind that this is an interview/backstage kind of show so keep that in mind.***

[Tia Brooks]

After viewing the Divas Over the Top Rope Match backstage, Tia gives ReAction her thought on who might be victorious at Riot Control.

"Really, it could be any body's game. Like I said earlier tonight, I am ready for a challenge to anyone and I mean it. Even if the winner happens to be Emmagrace."

Tia is asked "What Divas look like they might actually come out with the win?"

"There are a few actually. Well, Mariah of course is a great competitor, but with this heat between her and Katie, who knows. Then there is Lise who was "cheated out" of our title match, so I know she is hungry for the belt. But with Raven in her way, it might be the same case with Mariah and Katie. And of course Emmagrcae. I've known this girl for a long time and we have had many matches against each other for the EWW Women's Championship. She just needs to bring what she has shown in EWW to this match. Like I said, it could be anyone."

Emmagrace barges in the locker room and slams the door.

"Dang it!"

"Whats wrong with you Emma? Calm down"

"Whats wrong, Whats wrong? I lost, that's whats wrong! I heard you from outside saying that I need to step up. Yeah, that may be true. But I am so sick of coming second to you while you get to prance around with the title. I am so tired of always being known as your BFF! I have a name, and also you wouldn't have been where you were in EWW if it wasn't for me in the first place remember!"

"I know Emma, and I am so thankful for that too. You are my best friend. I just know that you need to find that fire that you have built deep inside. Don't take it out on me, bring it to your match at Riot Control. Just go and get ready and we can talk more about this after we leave."

"I am done talking, it is time that I start showing. You don't need to wait for me, have fun with your Championship Tia, because after I win at Riot Control, it wont be yours for long."

Emmagrace walks away, while Tia stands with a hurt and confused look on her face, thinking about what her friend just said.

[❤Rose❤]

After the show is over Amanda is shown as she is back in her locker room. Her team could take the win, but she’s exhausted and pretty bad damaged, but in a really good mood after this win. Now she takes a shower and gets dressed again, this time in a black shorts and a cute black top. She wants to party now and so she wants to look pretty and cute and so she puts a white flower into her hair. But Amanda still is really tired and exhausted and so she kneels down on the couch and relaxes a bit. Then she hears a knocking at her door and a camera team enters.



She looks over to him and smiles friendly. The petite girl really isn’t in the mood for an interview, but she is a nice and friendly girl. But she gives them a sign to wait a minute.

~Amanda~
Please ..not too much questions ..I’m really so tired. But I will tell you everything you wanna know.

She smiles again warmly and now she lights a cigarette. Amanda inhales deeply and then she begins.

~Amanda~
Ok, let’s first begin with my match. I’m so happy that we could took the win, but I already knew that this would happen. Juz look at the two teams, on one side we have a jealous and sick bitch, a wrestling grandma and a rookie and on the other side are an Amazon, A really strong and skilled diva and a Goddess. So I think it was pretty clear who would win this match.
But anyway, it seems that all this stress still isn’t over. This bitch Vesper will never stop it before she’s completely broken. But exactly this will happen at the PPV.

Amanda pauses for a moment.

~Amanda~
And now you will prolly wonder hw it will end at the PPV. I heard that some people think that our opponents will have better chances cuz Vesper is used to have weapons in the ring, but don’t forget from where I come. I was in a gang, I did illegal streetfights and as I started wrestling my speciality were hardcore matches. So I think my chances are pretty good too. And don’t forget my new speciallities, I’m small and fast and good in luchadore moves, so it won’t be difficult for me to escape from that cage. I didn’t want to do such matches anymore, but Vesper forced me to do it. Couldn’t she juz leave me alone? No, she had to attack me and tried to injure me. But she won’t get away without paying for it. At the PPV I and my team will destroy her and wipe her away. We will end her career.
So I think it’s really clear what will happen. The right is on our side and justice had to be done. So we all already know the winner, it will be my team.

She smirks at the camera team and as they thank her and want to leave she holds them back.

~Amanda~
Wait, there’s something more I have to say. And it’s about the thing with Mariah and Maddox. People asked whether he messed the wrong girl and I say Yes, he did. Mariah is my sister and I know what she can do in the ring. She has kicked my ass so many times in the past and the same thing she will do with Maddox. I won against him in the past and so will do Mariah, she will juz blow him away like this ..

Amanda laughs and snaps her fingers.

~Amanda~
And now lets come to the rumbles. Lemme say one thing, I really don’t give a fuck who wins them. Prolly I will be in the girls rumble, but I’m not interested in becoming the no.1 contender. I want the main title and I will get it, so I will have a lil surprise for you all at the PPV.

The interviewer becomes curious and wants to ask her what she has in mind, but Amanda only giggles and winks at him.

~Amanda~
Don’t try to ask me, I won’t tell you or it wouldn’t be a surprise anymore. Haha, if you want an answer then ask Laura, she knows how to make me talk ..Hehe, but thanks god she isn’t here now.

Amanda laughs again and covers her feet with her hands. The interviewer laughs too, but he knows that she won’t tell him anything more and so he doesn’t ask her again

~Amanda~
But before we come to an end lemme have some last words. It’s about that match with the boss and Mary. I really think that such a match isn’t necessary. Z doesn’t has to show how good he is by doing such a brutal match. We all here know what he can do in the ring and this should be really enough.

Now she looks really worried.

~Amanda~
I don’t want this match happen …can’t they juz do a normal match or forget this fucken war? Damn, it’s really too much and too dangerous and I don’t wanna see anyone ending up in hospital or even worse …Please …don’t do it.

The camera team makes sone last pictures of Amanda and then the scene fades to black.

[Deleted]

Katie stomps around, her arms behind her back, ranting mentally.

Bastard Mariah! I should KILL her where she stands! Fucking bitch. Making me hurt Sarah...GAH! I trusted her once, she left me to have my arms bandaged. I trust her twice, she makes me hurt my only friend, attacks me, AND lets me get attacked! I swear to God! Why do I bother with life? WHY? Always cared, my arse. Just needed me to "look good" then throw me out like a condom. Shitty fuck! Why am I so stupid? If someone stabs you in the back once, all they want to do then is make that stab wound bigger. And I let it. Goddamn.

Katie sits down, rubbing her hair intensely. She takes her wrestling attire and puts on her shirt, then attaches the suspenders. She looks at herself in the mirror and sighs.

Katie Matthews, the The Village Idiot of GZWA. Life's one big fuck up. Do you deserve to live for your stupidity? Who knows?

Katie puts her fingers in a gun shape and puts them in her mouth. As she pretends to "pull the trigger", there is a knock on the door.

Uh...K? Can I come in?

Katie's eyes widen and she steps back and opens the door. The first thing she sees is Sarah holding an icepack to her eye from landing on the concrete in the match. Katie's grip on the knob tightens as she sees this. Sarah walks in as Katie closes the door.

I am SO, SO sorry about what happened!

It's really not your fault. I don't blame you for this. I'll just think of it as a temporary battle scar. You seemed pretty tense after the match, so I came to see how you're doing.

I have a high pain tolerance. Ever since Fiona Todd nearly broke my arms twice, I've actually enjoyed pain, so I'm fine really. I'm more worried about you. Can I see your eye?

Sarah sighs, and takes the ice off, moaning quietly. Katie's eyes widen as she sees Sarah's shiner.



Jesus H. Christ! How in the name of god are you not in heavy pain?

Shit happens. When I fell out, I crashed into the concrete, not the mat. Can I put the ice back on? I can feel this bastard swelling up.

Katie nods, and Sarah puts the ice back on. making quiet noises as the ice touches her swollen skin. An invisible line of fire crosses through Katie's mind as she feels intense guilt. She grapples Sarah, giving her a big hug. Small tears drip down her eyes.

I'm so sorry, I fucked up so bad!

Relax, K. You're more affected by this then me. I'll be fine. Trust me. I'm gonna go get some more ice, this one's starting to heat up. I'll see you later.

Yeah, sure.

Sarah leaves to get more ice, as Katie thinks to herself, wondering whether or not she is to blame for Sarah's eye.

[Chyna]

Chyna is walking down the locker room halls when the Camera crew catches up with her. A small trail of blood is run down over her left eye. But she was too angry to notice. Yes they had won...but to Chyna is was only by a hair....It was everyones fault...but she would make this work...She would push Amanda to climb that fence...and she would supply the items she needed to do it...Chyna pulls out a cell phone and hits a speed-dialed number. As it rings she glares at the Camera...then the other side picks up and all we hear is "Hello?"

"Death...its Chyna....I need some stuff."
"Ahhh Chyna my number one customer...do you need some sexy new cloths...I have this black and red leather outfit that just screams you."
"Hmm Send it over and charge my credit card...but thats not I am calling for...I need a size 6 fence boot. and some wick gloves."
"Chyna as long as I have known you...you have never fit into a size 6....Oh thats right you have a cage match...So a Goddess has signed up with a Dark Princess..."
"Just get me my order here ASAP...or I will have to sadly replace you..."
"Hahahaha that would never happen but don't worry it will be there,"
"See that it is Death...see that it is."Chyna hangs up her phone and as she gets ready to step into her locker room she grabs a cord and rips it killing the camera.

[♡☈ɑ√əη]

*A camera opens up to Raven walking down the hallway after her match. One arm holding on to the wall as she walks, the other holding the back of her head; holding the spot where Lise ripped a good bit of her.....uh....‘hair’. GZWA interviewer Thomas Morning approaches her with a mic ready to do his job.*



Hey, Raven. Are you okay?

*Raven shoots Thomas a side-eye of death for that question*

The hell? NO, I’m not okay! My head hurts. Do you know how much it takes to YANK out sew-ins?....Nevermind, just do your job.

*Thomas clears his throat as he looks into the camera*

Thomas Morning here with one of our newest faces to the GZWA Women’s division, the Ultimate Vixen, Raven. What are your thoughts on your match that just took place?

First off, I don't even know what a 'Bobbi' is or where it came from, so that match ending just flew over my head. Second, I'm pissed I lost. Even more pissed I lost a bit of hair. But I guess it doesn’t compare to losing two opportunities at the title, does it? You know, I understand she may be a little salty with the way I chose to make my debut, but she could’ve been the bigger woman and let it slide right?

*Raven look at Thomas expecting answer, but before he could Raven cuts him off answering the question herself*

Of course she could! But she had to stoop so low as to try and make me lose my debut match. Oh & then the gem of a moment that just happened. So just to put this on record, she was the one that could’ve left this alone, but she just provoked the matter further. Just so you know Lise, the ass whoopin’ you receive at Riot Control, you’ve brought on yourself.

*With that Raven turns from the camera walking to her lockerroom as the scene fades to black*

[❀ℋine 'ea❀]

This moment of victory felt the same as the last primetime show. Something, however, felt different. Long Mei still smiled to the audience, taking her leave as she quickly touched others' hands as she passed by. The camera crew followed behind her, as she exited the entrance ramps towards the backstage of the arena.

The stalker still struck her mind. Who could this person be? Her smile quickly went silent as she opened the door to her locker room. Nothing had shifted since she left.

She opened the letter.



She forgot that it was the same letter sent to her earlier. Everything remained the same, so she felt relieved. She zipped up her bag, picking out her casual clothes worn when she arrived. She flipped out of shirt to straighten any crinkles it contained. Looking at the shirt, she had a shocked look on her face, throwing it on the ground. Then she picked out her pants, straightening them also. She tossed them to the ground, picking up her bag and quickly storming towards the locker room door, but something had caused her to pause, still containing the puzzled stare. She examined the door, before pulling the handle and walking out the door.

The camera aims down to her clothes.

BITCH!

spray painted in deep red for all it's glory. The camera then aims to the door. Words remained the same. Someone made their next move, and will not stop until Mei quits the association.

[Justice]

The cameraman is walking down the hall outside of the owner's office. The door to the office is ajar but what really piques the man's interest is that he can recognize the voice of Justice, but that's NOT the voice of the illustrious owner, ZX, in there with her! He quickly turns on his camera and quietly approaaches the door.



The cameraman doesn't dare push in far enough to see who the man is Justice is talking with in case he get's caught. We see Justice standing there with a pair of man's hands gingerly exploring her waist.

Can you believe this bollocks? He actually wants me on commentary!

Hey, I'm all for it. You aren't ready. You may never be ready. I really want you to retire, hun.

Then again, mate. You have no respect for this business to begin with.

I have all the respect in the world for what you do. As a doctor, I will do my best to make sure there will never be any more people to replace you. With just you alone, there is so many things wrong or could go wrong....

There is absolutely nothing wrong with me. Sure, I am still a little tender, but surgery was not necessary.

THIS time. How many other times have I had to work on you? On top of that, with you wrestling men at the professional level for so many years, there is no telling what subtle damage has been done to you just through normal day-to-day punishment.

Bah. I stay in close contact with my physician who helps me stay in tip-top shape through diet and excercise. Not to mention, being hopelessly in love does wonders for the body....

She winks evilly at the man off-camera and poses with her hands on her hips. Her body shifts slightly and one of the doctor's hands accidentally bumps one of her breasts.

Jeeze, Justice! Relax! Those things are hard enough to avoid as it is.

Justice stands up straight, which also thrusts her breasts towards the doctor and puppy-dog pouts.

The jumblies have a mind of their own, mate.

Well, reign them in or somehting. I know I know you more intimately than even ZX does, but everytime I see you, my wife makes me sleep on the couch.

Justice laughs wholeheartedly. She does put her hands on her breasts to hold them out of the way however.

If you do not let me back in the ring, I shall ring on the tele and tell her to double that punishment for making extra-sure that the jumblies are still intact...

In all seriousness, Justice, I cannot in good concsience, sign that form on your desk. I know you're just feeling a little sore today, but what if all that punishment you've taken has caused things that we haven't found yet? Think about the fact that you may not have anything actually wrong, but your body isn't as solid as it used to be. You may not need to botch a move or anything and something could just snap or rip or come unnattatched.

These are the risks we all take. As you well know, this is all I have ever wanted to do. I knew the risks going in. On top of this, my mate is going to be all alone in a match that I think is the reason he retired later without informing myself that he had. I must be at his side for this.

And you will be. On commentary. Look, I know you love him, but you can't stand beside him. It might be the end of him. It will be the end of you.

Justice opens her mouth to protest, but he raises one finger to hush her.

Look. I will clear you. We both know I am going to. But it won't be before the pay-per-view. As your friend, I don't wanna see you in that match. The day after the pay-per-view, I'll meet you here and sign the papers. You are co-owner, isn't there anything you could do in a way of a replacement?

I bloody well tried. Everyone in the company is booked and most are unwilling. The pounds just are not there to hire an outside performer to replace me either....

Justice's voice trails off.

You have done all you can then. Be the best live-in girlfriend you can. Do the most amazing job on commentary that you can. Take care of him, win or lose, after the match is over. "A good warrior knows when to fight, a great one knows when not to".

Justice softens and puts her arms around the man's neck and hugs him. The doctor puts his arms around her waist and hugs her back.

You are too wise for your own good, mate. I will aquiesce. This will not be easy.

The doctor sinches in the hug a little and Justice grunts in pain.

Don't forget what I said. And stop dying your hair. You look much better blonde.

Justice groans a little more.