Something Worth Waiting ForRina hopped from foot to foot behind the curtain as she waited for Madison Rayne to make finish her entrance. As a birthday present, management had booked her in a Knockouts title match and she was pumped. Her new friend Nicoli waited by her side as she warmed up. She let out a breath as her fellow Fortune teammate Kaz approached her, and she smoothed her black and white corset top.Something Worth Waiting For in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Ready birthday girl?" He asked as he adjusted his X Title on his shoulder.
"Think so," Rina said blankly, concentrating as she closed her eyes and said a quick prayer before 'Dirty Little Thing' blared through the arena speakers and she darted through the curtain. She struck a pose at the top of the ramp, feet shoulder width apart and her arms bent behind her head casually, fingers locked. The crowd popped and she threw up the Fortune sign and made her way down to the ring, slapping hands with people. Kaz followed along behind her loyally, but they both knew AJ would be with her, if he were here. She hoppe
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Bodies by Drowning Pool played as fans continued to pack into American Legion post number 308 in Reseda, California. Rina snatched her baby daughter into her arms as she attempted to make the short dash for the ring. "This isn't one we can play in yet baby, maybe later, if Uncle Joey says it's okay,"
"Joey?" The toddler with dirty blond hair and deep blue eyes repeated in question.
"You'll be meeting Uncle Joey later," Rina nodded, taking her seat in the front row, setting the girl in her lap.
"You'll like Joey, baby," Remy said, leaning over Carlos and an empty chair as both girls reached for each other. "He's hairy, just like Bear," Remy smirked at her tongue in cheek sly jab.
"Bear?!" AJ perked up. "Where?!" She twisted to look for her Bear, also known as Austin Blake.
"He'll be back soon sweetie," Rina soothed, pulling her camera out of her purse. She'd been looking forward to this show ever since Aus had asked her if she wanted to go. Tonight, she could just be a fan, a rare occas
Graveyard Revisted. She rolled her neck as Candice slid an arm around her waist.Graveyard Revisted in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Good luck out there,"
"Thanks," Rina replied softly, returning the hug as Joey's music hit and he went through the curtain first. Candice went out next, to many more cheers and male cat calls than Joey did. Alone once more, just behind the curtain, and listening to Excalibur make the announcement from the PWG Board, Rina bounced in place to get herself pumped up. Her brown curls bounced lightly and she stretched a bit. Her outfit also wasn't exactly standard referee wear, she Rina-ized it, essentially. She'd constructed a black and white striped traditional corset top, which had required Candice's assistance to lace in back. Rina also said extra prayers that it wouldn't come undone, there was a zipper so she wouldn't be exposed, but the lacing would just get in the way. Rina kept it simple for the rest of her outfit, black Tripp shorts that came mostly down her thighs, exposing her creamy white legs down to her normal wres
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Texture & Color: 1/9, color selection third over from left
Hair: 13/20, Color: brown, shade 44, Length: -65
Eyes: 1/11 green
Eyelashes 1/5, current color
Eyebrows 31/33, current color
Eye makeup: 19/21, purple
Lipstick: 1/17, color: red, shade 112 (x = 0, y = 92)
Tops: 23/37, black version
Hands: both 25/32, current color
Trunks, Superstars: 1/16, black
Kneepads, both legs: 4/15
Footwear: boots 13/37
Signs: 1: Future Shock
2: Best in the World
3. Really? Really?
4. You Mad?
Menu screen pose: 5/9
Abilities: Resiliency, Leverage pin, Outside Dive
Strike power: 65
Grapple power: 65
Strike defense: 68
Grapple defense: 67
Tag Team: 72
Entrance name: Presley
Abbreviated name: Presley
Ring Announcer name: Dark Angel
Commentary Name: The Angel
Hometown: Long Beach
Welcome to HellThat old familiar feeling of being eaten alive by butterflies gripped Presley as she sat in the back area of the FCW arena. She'd been all smiles when Shaun had dropped her off, promising her beau to do him proud. But now, on her own and alone with all her worries, she had to hold onto her chair to keep her from bolting all the way home to Long Beach.Welcome to Hell in Short Stories More Like This
"Excuse me, you're Presley right?" Presley looked up to see the owner of the voice who spoke to her with a Southern drawl. Presley nodded, still being hogtied by nerves. "I'm Ashley, or your opponent, Audrey Marie." The light brunette about the same height as her smiled. Presley found the smile to return.
"Nice to meet you, I'm sure we'll work well together."
"Now if both of us give it our all, we can't go wrong now can we?" Audrey's smile got bigger. "See you out there," And off she went. Presley felt herself breath once again as she slumped back into her chair. She heard an unfamiliar laugh.
"Nervous, eh?" The voice said. Presley looked
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Presley Cassandra Andrews is an American professional wrestler, currently signed to World Wrestling Entertainment and is currently working in its developmental territory Florida Championship Wrestling (FCW).
Presley was born to Aaron and Marietta Andrews on November 11, 1987 in Santa Ana, California. Presley has two older brothers, Michael and Richard. Michael was born in 1980, Richie in 1984. She grew up wrestling around with her brothers on the beach near their condo in Long Beach. Very athletic, energetic and sweet, Presley was the quiet child in her neighborhood. She got into watching professional wresting in her teens, when she was taken to a Pro Wrestling Guerrilla (PWG) show at age 13 by her brother Mike. She fell in love, needless to say. After graduating from high school, she went onto attend UCLA, obtaining a bachelor's degree in Sports Medicine.
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Babies In The Bunker #2After a couple of hours, Dean returned to the bunker with his arms full of things required to take care of a small child. The basic essentials like clothes, food, and other such items that would come in useful. Dumping the plastic carriers down on the kitchen table, he called out for Sammy. After a little digging in one of the fragile bags, he pulled out some of the clothes that he’d just bought.Babies In The Bunker #2 in General Fiction More Like This
After a couple of minute’s silence, he called for Sam again. When he didn’t receive a reply, he started wondering around the bunker. He wondered to himself what was going on. Wasn’t it strange for a small child, like Sammy currently was, to stay this quiet for an extended period of time? It seemed rather strange. Well, up until he reached one of the bedrooms at the very back of the bunker. Then, he was met with a tired-sounding voice.
“Dean? Dean, please don’t wake him up…”
Dean relaxed. He knew that voice.
Remaining quiet, he walked in. In the
Babies In The Bunker #1It was just an average day in the bunker. With no hunts underway, for once, Sam Winchester had taken it upon himself to start cataloguing some of the things in one of the research rooms. There was no shortage of them, they were always coming across things and never quite having time to file all of them, so the rare days like this were often spent this way. With his laptop out on the desk, and a ham and salad sandwich on the counter, he was busily spending his afternoon attempting to sort the currently unidentified artefacts that they had stored.Babies In The Bunker #1 in General Fiction More Like This
He’d already filed away a few things when he came across something that he had to take a second glance at. It didn’t seem all that interesting at first, but he still exercised caution whilst handling it. Who knew what kind of magic or curses that might be attached to it? Almost anything was possible in his line of work.
The item in question was a small, oaken box, decorated with intricate carvings. It was quite possible that it was
Babies In The Bunker #3“So what exactly happened to them?” Sam asked, desperately trying to clothe his brother… who wasn’t exactly fond of the idea. Dean kept on squirming and trying to run off, stamping on Sam’s feet and elbowing him in the thighs. He made it as plainly obvious as he possibly could that he, Dean Winchester, had no desire whatsoever to wear anything at all.Babies In The Bunker #3 in General Fiction More Like This
“De-aging spell… curse… that’s what Cas said.” Kevin grumbled, rubbing his temples. It was clear to tell that he hadn’t been sleeping properly. “It started with you the day before yesterday. One minute you were cataloguing things, next minute you yelled, minute after… you were four years old.”
“I… what?” Sam blinked, confused. It almost seemed like he hadn’t fully heard Kevin speak.
“You heard me.” Kevin groaned. “You spent a day and a half as a four year old. And you were a right little nightmare. You tried t