Post by laceyroberts on Mar 16, 2015 1:33:42 GMT -6
~March 13th, 2015, 7am~
Lacey Roberts just pulled up into the parking lot of Leon's house on her Harely. She was very excited about what was going on today. She killed the engine, and went inside, where the Triplets were running around, before their older sister, Liberty, got in their way.
Liberty: OI! Sit the fuck down you three!
Jake: Make us!
Courtney: Yeah.
Anthony: It's one on three.
Liberty: And who keeps winning those fights?
The three triples sighed and gave up. Lacey couldn't help but chuckle at that scene. That got the attention of the 7 year old triplets.
Triplets: Auntie Lacey!
The triplets rushed at Lacey, and all gave her a big hug. Lacey smiled, before releasing the three.
Lacey: Good to see you brats again.
Anthony: Hey, we're not brats.
Jake: We're seven.
Liberty: Yeah...You're brats alright.
Courtney: And what does that make you sis?
Lacey: The alpha brat.
Liberty: Piss off aunt Lacey.
A chuckle was heard from behind them. All five of them turned to see Leon and Monica, side by side, watching this scene unfold.
Lacey: Heh. These kids got potential eh big brother?
Leon: Naturally. They're my kids.
Lacey: Yeah well that doesn't mean shit.
Monica: Oh, and why is that Lace?
Lacey: Ever heard of the term talent sometimes skips a generation?
Leon: Yeah they aren't part of the 'sometimes'.
Monica: Enough wasting time though. You kids got school in an hour. Get some breakfast in you.
Liberty: Actually mom, did you forget that today's a day off? We got one before the march break could begin.
Monica: Don't care, get eating!
Kids: Yes mom.
Monica: And you two. Please have some coffee before you leave.
Lacey: We will once the old man gets here.
It was at that moment, wen they all heard the door open, and all four kids, before sitting down, run to the front door. They came back, all but Liberty, having been picked up by Randy. Courtney was piggy backing, while Jake and Anthony were in Randy's arms.
Leon: We'll take that coffee now sug.
Monica: Good.
Monica then prepared the coffee, as Randy set the triplets down. This time, they all did sit down as they were served some pancakes. All of them dug in to the big stack that Monica had prepared for them.
Lacey: I have sooo been looking forward to this trip.
Randy: You take trips all the time, especially going around for UWA.
Lacey: Yeah but this is a good tradition for the three of us. It's my fourth year joining you guys in an epic weekend party in Port Dover that starts today, Friday the 13th.
Liberty: Why didn't you guys go last month? February had a Friday the 13th as well.
Randy: Yeah but there was snow. Weather's good today, and we're taking advantage of that.
Leon: It means you kids will get to spend more time, with your mom.
The kids all smiled. Well the triplets did, while Liberty smirked. Monica couldn't help but glare at Leon after him saying that, and he chuckled at her glare.
Monica: You reaaaalllly had to remind me Leon, ESPECIALLY, after all I did for you last night.
Leon: Yup.
Monica: You're a fucken dick, you know that.
Randy: Stone cold truth we all have to live with Monica.
Lacey: Live with? More like that's why he's him, and we love him for it.
Everyone couldn't help but chuckle at that. Monica slid the three bikers a cup of coffee each, having managed to prepare them just the way they like it.. they all began to drink their coffee.
Lacey: So, what's the plan for today for you five?
Liberty: I'm gonna be hanging out with a couple friends in a little while.
Jake: Sons of Anarchy marathon for the rest of us.
Randy: You let them watch that Leon?
Lacey: Dad...You forget who Leon is often, don't you?
Randy: Naw, haven't forgotten. A survivor of fourteen bullets, an instrument of destruction, and devil's avatar.
Leon: Oh why thank you dad.
The entire household couldn't help but laugh at that. Lacey was the first to finish her coffee.
Randy: So, we going to have to do the usual, and make sure Lacey doesn't accidentally sleep with one of the guys.
Lacey: Nope. No reason to stop that.
Randy: Oh...Right. Was it anyone we know.
Lacey: Vega.
Randy sighed, before he began glaring at the rest of his coffee. Lacey chuckled and embraced the old man.
Lacey: My own choice old man. Might as well be to somebody who i actually liked. Plus you should have seen the size of his-
Leon:-I...really don't need to know the detailsLace.
Lacey: Spoil sport.
Lacey sighed, before walking away, heading to the bathroom.
A few minutes later, the three were now ready to go. They had their biker gear on, engines started, and revved up.
Monica: Have fun guys.
Leon: You know it babe.
Randy: Let's get this ride on.
Lacey: Last one to Dover is a rusty tailpipe!
Lacey revved up her engine, and sped out infront of the two. Leon chuckled, and followed. Randy sighed, before following suite. The ride to Port Dover was on for the three. It wouldn't be to long until they would join the massive fleet of bikers that were all on their way to Port Dover as well.
~5 hours Later~
The three had arrived in Port Dover and had gotten to the hotel they had booked a few rooms for. Lacey was unpacking her stuff, including her laptop. She had stripped off her jeans, and was about to take off her top, when she heard a knock on the door. She sighed, as she grabbed her jeans and put them back on.
Lacey: It's open.
The door opened, and both Leon and Randy were in the doorway. They had dropped their stuff off into their respective rooms.
Randy: You ready to go Lace?
Lacey: Give me a few. I need a shower, because unlike you guys, I waited until now, and I do care about how I smell if I'm gonna be picking somebody up.
Randy: I've been meaning to ask. What about that Bob Brooks guy?
Lacey: Oh him....He's amusement
Leon: Fair enough.
Lacey: However, there is something I wanted to ask. Any of you guys heard of a Krown or Murphey wrestling families?
Randy: Not sure. Could be, but fuck me if I know.
Leon: Haven't got a clue either. Why you ask?
Lacey: Well my opponents for Mayhem, is Connor Murphey and Gabriel Krown. You know, Sang Real?
Leon: And who the fuck are those guys?
Lacey: The tag team champions. Seriously if it weren't for that, the only thing they'd be remembered for is the bad ass kicking they received at Vega's hands a few months back.
Randy: Oh those guys. The ones who their other partner got thrown out of the match because he hit one of the staffers?
Lacey: That's them.
Leon: Well....Shit. You're up against two guys who are....Lame.
Lacey: I know. Just wanted to see if their claims about being part of wrestling families were true. In the end, guess it doesn't matter.
Randy: That's true. Anyways when you're ready, just come and find us. We'll likely just be in the bar downstairs to start with.
Lacey: Will do.
With that, Both Leon and Randy left. They closed the door, and Lacey immediately took her jeans off again. But as she took them off, she began to contemplate about her match.
Lacey: Hmmm. I know bob wants me, and that's his motivation. Sang Real just believe that they should be handed shit. Well I'll give them shit when I kill them. Should I voice my thoughts now, or later?
Lacey threw her jeans on the bed, and took out a towel, before stripping off her shirt, leaving her in only a black lace bra, and thong. She smirked to herself.
Lacey: Might as well be now, while head is still clear.
With that, Lacey fired up her laptop, setting it on the desk. She pulled up a chair, and got the recording program started. Just before she started, she quickly adjusted her boobs, amking sure that just the right amount was seen.
Lacey: Well ladies and gentlemen, if my recent showing of domination over a sexually confused bible thumper isn't enough to prove I am the best TV champion UWA will ever see, I have no idea what will. Oh sure, my talents could be used in more luxurious spots on the roster, but the fact I plan to carve my name in every division is just one of the reasons why I am proud to be holding this title, for the time being.
Now as we all know, UWA currently has three of it's four titles being held by hotties, such as myself. Sadly though, one of our titles isn't. Now while I have no problem with anyone holding any title, male or female, it's the character of the champion, or in this case champions, that irritate me.
Of course, I am talking about Sang Real. Now why does Sang Real irritate me? Because they're lame, boring, not exciting, and are worse then a broken record player. I mean fuck...at least my last opponent, Faith, has something of interest about her. The fact that she's a so-called survivor, even though she is denying her true destiny, is just one example. Hell I can name off almost anyone here in UWA, that has something about them that gets people talking. Me...Egocentric, devious, manipulative, violent, bisexual....okay that last one seems to be what the interesting ladies of UWA have in common.
Lacey chuckled at that comment. It was truth though, as the Kenyon sisters and Jezsika all had in common with Lacey, as faras she knew. Lacey even had a bit of a devious,dreamy smile, as she thought about having some personal time with the three. After a minute, though, she snapped back to reality.
Lacey: I can go on about just about everyone really if I wanted to, but I'd be wasting my time, because even though almost everyone else has something that at least gets people talking. But Sang Real? When's the last time, aside from stealing the tag titles of course, have any of you been in talks of anything?
'We beat the original tag team champions right after'. Yeah you did, but it was by a fucken disqualification when Craven lost his shit. Which is very surprising, considering he isn't the one who doesn't have a split personality. Were you two lame ducks even thought about when it come to Tragic engagement? Not a chance. However you two do still believe you're the best. Jeez it's no wonder you guys fit in with Kyle Travis when you were Ragnarok.
Three guys who believed they were owed something, when in truth, it is you guys who owe everyone else everything. Matter of fact, if it weren't for the rest of the roster, you'd guys have an active sex life, as the audience would have been fucked out at least fifty dollars a piece!
Fact of the matter is, nobody likes you guys, and no matter what you do, nobody will fear you, or respect you. And if you guys are actually second generation wrestlers, I have no idea who your parents were, and to be honest, I...really don't care. It was just a scare tactic that nobody's falling for.
Don't get me wrong though. You guys could have potential to change. Problem is, you're just like Kyle Travis. Expecting everyone to respect you, when we have no fucken reason to If you really think relying on your supposed family name is gonna get you anywhere, you're really just as delusional. Hell I could easily say the same thing. My dad is an Indy legend, and my brother, the same, along with being the Devil. Sure I call myself the Devil's Litter Sister, but I refuse to ride the coattails of other's success.
But you two keep believing you're actually worth something. How many pinfall wins do you have? Was it...2? Yes2. And NOW you say you're second generation wrestlers who should automatically be respected? Yeah nobody is gonna buy that shit. You two, along with Kyle Travis, are like the Uwe Bolls of UWA, but I' pretty sure Uwe Boll would be insulted with that comparison!
However, your opponents are anything but boring. You got the master pervert himself, Bob Brooks, who is one of those guys who's perversion is actually, kind of endearing. At least for me it is. But he is a man all fired up, and even without talking to him, I know he wants to whoop your asses. Why? Because he wants this.
Lacey smirked again, ad leaned back a little bit, giving the camera a better view of her near naked body, clearly showing off the main reason why Bob Brooks should be all fired up.
Lacey: At the rate he's going, he's gonna get it. Especially if he simply mans up like he's never manned up before. As for me, well I just want to win, and since it's going to be over the paper tag champions, that will put me and Bob...unless I decide to choose somebody else to team with, into contention. And when Bob and I defeat you two, you can expect to be defending the tag titles against me, on the next Mayhem.
I'm not usually one to do good deeds for free, but in this case, I'd be more then happy to do so, just so we don't have to listen to more of the same from you two dumbasses. Now if you don't fucken mind, I've wasted to much time telling you guys what you are, and what is going to happen. It's time for me to join the party that is going on all weekend, right here, in Port Dover, Ontario Canada.
With that, Lacey cut off the recording there, and saved the recording, to upload it later. However, she wasn't done yet. Once the file was saved, she hit the record button again.
Lacey: Hey Bob. I hope you're all ready to whoop some ass on Mayhem, but you know...since you've been such a good boy, and sadly got knocked out on your way to see me at Tragic Engagement, Here's a little more...of an incentive, just for you.
Lacey smiled, and picked up the laptop. She took it into the bathroom, and set it down. She then grabbed a chair, and towel. She came back into the bathroom, andset her laptop up on the chair, before turning the shower on, adjusting it to the right temperature. Lacey then turned towards the laptop.
Lacey: Enjoy the show, hunni.
Lacey Roberts just pulled up into the parking lot of Leon's house on her Harely. She was very excited about what was going on today. She killed the engine, and went inside, where the Triplets were running around, before their older sister, Liberty, got in their way.
Liberty: OI! Sit the fuck down you three!
Jake: Make us!
Courtney: Yeah.
Anthony: It's one on three.
Liberty: And who keeps winning those fights?
The three triples sighed and gave up. Lacey couldn't help but chuckle at that scene. That got the attention of the 7 year old triplets.
Triplets: Auntie Lacey!
The triplets rushed at Lacey, and all gave her a big hug. Lacey smiled, before releasing the three.
Lacey: Good to see you brats again.
Anthony: Hey, we're not brats.
Jake: We're seven.
Liberty: Yeah...You're brats alright.
Courtney: And what does that make you sis?
Lacey: The alpha brat.
Liberty: Piss off aunt Lacey.
A chuckle was heard from behind them. All five of them turned to see Leon and Monica, side by side, watching this scene unfold.
Lacey: Heh. These kids got potential eh big brother?
Leon: Naturally. They're my kids.
Lacey: Yeah well that doesn't mean shit.
Monica: Oh, and why is that Lace?
Lacey: Ever heard of the term talent sometimes skips a generation?
Leon: Yeah they aren't part of the 'sometimes'.
Monica: Enough wasting time though. You kids got school in an hour. Get some breakfast in you.
Liberty: Actually mom, did you forget that today's a day off? We got one before the march break could begin.
Monica: Don't care, get eating!
Kids: Yes mom.
Monica: And you two. Please have some coffee before you leave.
Lacey: We will once the old man gets here.
It was at that moment, wen they all heard the door open, and all four kids, before sitting down, run to the front door. They came back, all but Liberty, having been picked up by Randy. Courtney was piggy backing, while Jake and Anthony were in Randy's arms.
Leon: We'll take that coffee now sug.
Monica: Good.
Monica then prepared the coffee, as Randy set the triplets down. This time, they all did sit down as they were served some pancakes. All of them dug in to the big stack that Monica had prepared for them.
Lacey: I have sooo been looking forward to this trip.
Randy: You take trips all the time, especially going around for UWA.
Lacey: Yeah but this is a good tradition for the three of us. It's my fourth year joining you guys in an epic weekend party in Port Dover that starts today, Friday the 13th.
Liberty: Why didn't you guys go last month? February had a Friday the 13th as well.
Randy: Yeah but there was snow. Weather's good today, and we're taking advantage of that.
Leon: It means you kids will get to spend more time, with your mom.
The kids all smiled. Well the triplets did, while Liberty smirked. Monica couldn't help but glare at Leon after him saying that, and he chuckled at her glare.
Monica: You reaaaalllly had to remind me Leon, ESPECIALLY, after all I did for you last night.
Leon: Yup.
Monica: You're a fucken dick, you know that.
Randy: Stone cold truth we all have to live with Monica.
Lacey: Live with? More like that's why he's him, and we love him for it.
Everyone couldn't help but chuckle at that. Monica slid the three bikers a cup of coffee each, having managed to prepare them just the way they like it.. they all began to drink their coffee.
Lacey: So, what's the plan for today for you five?
Liberty: I'm gonna be hanging out with a couple friends in a little while.
Jake: Sons of Anarchy marathon for the rest of us.
Randy: You let them watch that Leon?
Lacey: Dad...You forget who Leon is often, don't you?
Randy: Naw, haven't forgotten. A survivor of fourteen bullets, an instrument of destruction, and devil's avatar.
Leon: Oh why thank you dad.
The entire household couldn't help but laugh at that. Lacey was the first to finish her coffee.
Randy: So, we going to have to do the usual, and make sure Lacey doesn't accidentally sleep with one of the guys.
Lacey: Nope. No reason to stop that.
Randy: Oh...Right. Was it anyone we know.
Lacey: Vega.
Randy sighed, before he began glaring at the rest of his coffee. Lacey chuckled and embraced the old man.
Lacey: My own choice old man. Might as well be to somebody who i actually liked. Plus you should have seen the size of his-
Leon:-I...really don't need to know the detailsLace.
Lacey: Spoil sport.
Lacey sighed, before walking away, heading to the bathroom.
A few minutes later, the three were now ready to go. They had their biker gear on, engines started, and revved up.
Monica: Have fun guys.
Leon: You know it babe.
Randy: Let's get this ride on.
Lacey: Last one to Dover is a rusty tailpipe!
Lacey revved up her engine, and sped out infront of the two. Leon chuckled, and followed. Randy sighed, before following suite. The ride to Port Dover was on for the three. It wouldn't be to long until they would join the massive fleet of bikers that were all on their way to Port Dover as well.
~5 hours Later~
The three had arrived in Port Dover and had gotten to the hotel they had booked a few rooms for. Lacey was unpacking her stuff, including her laptop. She had stripped off her jeans, and was about to take off her top, when she heard a knock on the door. She sighed, as she grabbed her jeans and put them back on.
Lacey: It's open.
The door opened, and both Leon and Randy were in the doorway. They had dropped their stuff off into their respective rooms.
Randy: You ready to go Lace?
Lacey: Give me a few. I need a shower, because unlike you guys, I waited until now, and I do care about how I smell if I'm gonna be picking somebody up.
Randy: I've been meaning to ask. What about that Bob Brooks guy?
Lacey: Oh him....He's amusement
Leon: Fair enough.
Lacey: However, there is something I wanted to ask. Any of you guys heard of a Krown or Murphey wrestling families?
Randy: Not sure. Could be, but fuck me if I know.
Leon: Haven't got a clue either. Why you ask?
Lacey: Well my opponents for Mayhem, is Connor Murphey and Gabriel Krown. You know, Sang Real?
Leon: And who the fuck are those guys?
Lacey: The tag team champions. Seriously if it weren't for that, the only thing they'd be remembered for is the bad ass kicking they received at Vega's hands a few months back.
Randy: Oh those guys. The ones who their other partner got thrown out of the match because he hit one of the staffers?
Lacey: That's them.
Leon: Well....Shit. You're up against two guys who are....Lame.
Lacey: I know. Just wanted to see if their claims about being part of wrestling families were true. In the end, guess it doesn't matter.
Randy: That's true. Anyways when you're ready, just come and find us. We'll likely just be in the bar downstairs to start with.
Lacey: Will do.
With that, Both Leon and Randy left. They closed the door, and Lacey immediately took her jeans off again. But as she took them off, she began to contemplate about her match.
Lacey: Hmmm. I know bob wants me, and that's his motivation. Sang Real just believe that they should be handed shit. Well I'll give them shit when I kill them. Should I voice my thoughts now, or later?
Lacey threw her jeans on the bed, and took out a towel, before stripping off her shirt, leaving her in only a black lace bra, and thong. She smirked to herself.
Lacey: Might as well be now, while head is still clear.
With that, Lacey fired up her laptop, setting it on the desk. She pulled up a chair, and got the recording program started. Just before she started, she quickly adjusted her boobs, amking sure that just the right amount was seen.
Lacey: Well ladies and gentlemen, if my recent showing of domination over a sexually confused bible thumper isn't enough to prove I am the best TV champion UWA will ever see, I have no idea what will. Oh sure, my talents could be used in more luxurious spots on the roster, but the fact I plan to carve my name in every division is just one of the reasons why I am proud to be holding this title, for the time being.
Now as we all know, UWA currently has three of it's four titles being held by hotties, such as myself. Sadly though, one of our titles isn't. Now while I have no problem with anyone holding any title, male or female, it's the character of the champion, or in this case champions, that irritate me.
Of course, I am talking about Sang Real. Now why does Sang Real irritate me? Because they're lame, boring, not exciting, and are worse then a broken record player. I mean fuck...at least my last opponent, Faith, has something of interest about her. The fact that she's a so-called survivor, even though she is denying her true destiny, is just one example. Hell I can name off almost anyone here in UWA, that has something about them that gets people talking. Me...Egocentric, devious, manipulative, violent, bisexual....okay that last one seems to be what the interesting ladies of UWA have in common.
Lacey chuckled at that comment. It was truth though, as the Kenyon sisters and Jezsika all had in common with Lacey, as faras she knew. Lacey even had a bit of a devious,dreamy smile, as she thought about having some personal time with the three. After a minute, though, she snapped back to reality.
Lacey: I can go on about just about everyone really if I wanted to, but I'd be wasting my time, because even though almost everyone else has something that at least gets people talking. But Sang Real? When's the last time, aside from stealing the tag titles of course, have any of you been in talks of anything?
'We beat the original tag team champions right after'. Yeah you did, but it was by a fucken disqualification when Craven lost his shit. Which is very surprising, considering he isn't the one who doesn't have a split personality. Were you two lame ducks even thought about when it come to Tragic engagement? Not a chance. However you two do still believe you're the best. Jeez it's no wonder you guys fit in with Kyle Travis when you were Ragnarok.
Three guys who believed they were owed something, when in truth, it is you guys who owe everyone else everything. Matter of fact, if it weren't for the rest of the roster, you'd guys have an active sex life, as the audience would have been fucked out at least fifty dollars a piece!
Fact of the matter is, nobody likes you guys, and no matter what you do, nobody will fear you, or respect you. And if you guys are actually second generation wrestlers, I have no idea who your parents were, and to be honest, I...really don't care. It was just a scare tactic that nobody's falling for.
Don't get me wrong though. You guys could have potential to change. Problem is, you're just like Kyle Travis. Expecting everyone to respect you, when we have no fucken reason to If you really think relying on your supposed family name is gonna get you anywhere, you're really just as delusional. Hell I could easily say the same thing. My dad is an Indy legend, and my brother, the same, along with being the Devil. Sure I call myself the Devil's Litter Sister, but I refuse to ride the coattails of other's success.
But you two keep believing you're actually worth something. How many pinfall wins do you have? Was it...2? Yes2. And NOW you say you're second generation wrestlers who should automatically be respected? Yeah nobody is gonna buy that shit. You two, along with Kyle Travis, are like the Uwe Bolls of UWA, but I' pretty sure Uwe Boll would be insulted with that comparison!
However, your opponents are anything but boring. You got the master pervert himself, Bob Brooks, who is one of those guys who's perversion is actually, kind of endearing. At least for me it is. But he is a man all fired up, and even without talking to him, I know he wants to whoop your asses. Why? Because he wants this.
Lacey smirked again, ad leaned back a little bit, giving the camera a better view of her near naked body, clearly showing off the main reason why Bob Brooks should be all fired up.
Lacey: At the rate he's going, he's gonna get it. Especially if he simply mans up like he's never manned up before. As for me, well I just want to win, and since it's going to be over the paper tag champions, that will put me and Bob...unless I decide to choose somebody else to team with, into contention. And when Bob and I defeat you two, you can expect to be defending the tag titles against me, on the next Mayhem.
I'm not usually one to do good deeds for free, but in this case, I'd be more then happy to do so, just so we don't have to listen to more of the same from you two dumbasses. Now if you don't fucken mind, I've wasted to much time telling you guys what you are, and what is going to happen. It's time for me to join the party that is going on all weekend, right here, in Port Dover, Ontario Canada.
With that, Lacey cut off the recording there, and saved the recording, to upload it later. However, she wasn't done yet. Once the file was saved, she hit the record button again.
Lacey: Hey Bob. I hope you're all ready to whoop some ass on Mayhem, but you know...since you've been such a good boy, and sadly got knocked out on your way to see me at Tragic Engagement, Here's a little more...of an incentive, just for you.
Lacey smiled, and picked up the laptop. She took it into the bathroom, and set it down. She then grabbed a chair, and towel. She came back into the bathroom, andset her laptop up on the chair, before turning the shower on, adjusting it to the right temperature. Lacey then turned towards the laptop.
Lacey: Enjoy the show, hunni.
