Post by Deleted on Sept 15, 2019 6:38:46 GMT -7
The scene opens in the SRW interview lounge. The SRW logo banner hangs on the wall in the background, and we see interviewer Marty Proust making himself comfortable in an armchair. Sitting centrally in the couch opposite is young up and comer Tracy Dixon.
Marty: Good afternoon, SRW fans, I’m Marty Proust, and today, I’m here with a young woman who has already been making some waves on the house show circuit, that being Miss Tracy Dixon. Tracy, thank you for joining me! How have you been finding things here in Southern Rebellion Wrestling so far?
Sitting opposite Marty Tracy supports a SRW T-Shirt and a pair of jeans and a smile ready to crack her face at any moment.
Tracy: Thank you Marty. A pleasure being here with a handsome chap such as you and yes. I’ve said it before but for any of the viewers watching who might not know me. I’m fairly new to SRW, I am relatively new to a wrestling organization this size and while my debut got me a win many months ago..my return to the ring under the Southern Rebel Wrestling banner was..well let’s just say it wasn’t my best night.
Marty: You did come up against Rose, who was extremely resilient, basically riding the best shots you gave her. If I may ask, with you being relatively inexperienced, how do you handle something like that? Is it disheartening, or do you feel, that was that night, things happened, and move on?
She took a moment to consider her words. Before speaking up, that pearly smile was gone.
Tracy: I give every match my best. I don’t tone down, phone it in or whatever you want to call it. I gave Rose my best moves and she just kept coming. Marty, I would be lying if I said that didn’t affect me. Rose is a beast and nobody can win all the time. However the contrast of coming in with a win and leaving the night with a loss. The difference was rough but I can’t just feel sorry for myself and wallow in self pity over it. I lost, I fell short but I’m getting back up and this upcoming match on Brawl in the fall against Wendy House and Luciana Verdoza on the 17th I am going to go against not just one but two women with more experience in the ring and their career than me. This is a tremendous challenge for someone like me a chance to learn from two great wrestlers but if they expect me to just lay down for them because I am new, if they think I’m a cake walk and an easy win for them, they will have a little bit to learn about me as well.
Voice: DID SOMEONE MENTION CAKE?!
The two turn to off camera, before in bounds the enigmatic Wendy House. She looks at Tracy, then to Marty, then back to Tracy again.
House: What is this, family funtime? You got room for a House?
Marty: Um... I...
House: Great, thanks!
She walks over to the couch where Tracy is sitting.
House: You’s fat bum is taking up the whole thing. Scooch. House wants to sit down.
Dixon gasps.
Tracy: EXCUSE ME?!
House: Quite alright, now move over tubby.
Tracy: What did you call me?
House: Me’s sowwy your plumpsiousness, I didn’t catch your name..?
Tracy: Tracy.
Wendy tilts her head.
House: Gesundheit.
Tracy: No, that’s my name.
House: Nonsense, yous no look like german to House.
Tracy: Tracy, my name is Tracy Dixon. That’s my name!
House: So what if it is, don’t wear it out..You look like someone who gets worn out quick, not much excercise maybe you should cut down on the cake we are having.
Tracy: What?!
House: Me’s heard about the cake. Fork it over fatso. I’m helping you to not gain more weight.
Tracy: There is no cake.
House: WHAT?!
Tracy: Yup, there is none.
House: You mean..
Tracy: Don’t.
House: You, you are trying to tell me..
Tracy: Don’t you do it..
House: That the cake..
Tracy: ..
House: MARTY THE CAKE IS A LIE! WE’VE BEEN HAD! THERE IS NO CAKE AT ALL!
Tracy: Goddamn it..
House: YOU ATE IT! Didn’t you!? ADMIT IT TUBZILLA! YOU ATE MES CAKE! I’LL KILL YOU! YOU CAKE HOGGING..HOGGY HOG!
Marty finally manages to gather himself.
Marty: Please..Wendy, we are having an interview here with Tracy about your upcoming match.
House: THE MATCH TO SETTLE THE SCORE AGAINST THE BORE WHO ATE THE CAKE?!
Tracy: ..you don’t get it do you, there is no cake.
House: There isn’t now, you ate it! And I said SCOOCH!
House pushes Tracy across the couch and plops down onto it.
House: You want an intyvoo, Marty? Let me make it plain. It doesn’t matter who Lindemann thwows at House. Be it Talia Bintface, Loo Cheese Nana Veranda or Little Miss Cake Muncher over here... much like when my good cake-eating friend faced Rose, she can Hufflepuff all she wants, but I am a brick house, and I shall not be blown down.
Marty: ...Well in your match against Talia, you were disqualified when you attacked her with a chair.. And...
House: AND this is a twiple thweat. Which according to House’s wulebook, means House can use all the chairs she wants. And tables. And sticks. And possibly even cakes, assuming Tubbo over here doesn’t eat them first…
Tracy: You know, I’ve tried being respectable to my elders.
House: Me’s EIGHT!
Tracy: ..to my peers who came before me in this business, but Wendy, sweetheart. You are making it really hard for me to like you or take you seriously.
House: Yeah, try me tubbo see how it works out for ya. I know someone else who thought they could cheat me out of tasty treats..he regrets it now in bunny hell! Easter Bunny can tell you what happens when you mess with House’s delights this. Is. HOUSE SHOW all the cake, the chocolates, the sweets, the crisps, any damn thing in catering house wants..House gets because just like in Last Vegas House always wins..
Her opponent mumbles.
Tracy: ..except when you get disqualified like in your last match
House: ME STILL WON! I was the one standing, she was the one who got whacked with a chair! You better watch it cake snatcher or House will make what happened to Easter bunny look like an appetizer in the buffet of pain you will be having..and lady, you will be getting seconds, thirds and desserts!
Tracy snarls sticking her face right into House’s growling out.
Tracy: Wendy, I’m more chocolate than you could handle. I’ll see you at Wildpitch Underground on the 17th.
She got up and stormed off as House hollers after her.
House: Yeah?! Well kinda hard to miss you since you are so fat! You stupid lady!
She puts on a pretty smile battering her eyelashes at Marty.
House: So..Martin, want to get mes some cake?
Marty gets up, puts the microphone down and walked off. Leaving Wendy alone on the couch.
House: ......WILL NOBODY THINK OF THE CHILDREN?!
We fade to black...
Marty: Good afternoon, SRW fans, I’m Marty Proust, and today, I’m here with a young woman who has already been making some waves on the house show circuit, that being Miss Tracy Dixon. Tracy, thank you for joining me! How have you been finding things here in Southern Rebellion Wrestling so far?
Sitting opposite Marty Tracy supports a SRW T-Shirt and a pair of jeans and a smile ready to crack her face at any moment.
Tracy: Thank you Marty. A pleasure being here with a handsome chap such as you and yes. I’ve said it before but for any of the viewers watching who might not know me. I’m fairly new to SRW, I am relatively new to a wrestling organization this size and while my debut got me a win many months ago..my return to the ring under the Southern Rebel Wrestling banner was..well let’s just say it wasn’t my best night.
Marty: You did come up against Rose, who was extremely resilient, basically riding the best shots you gave her. If I may ask, with you being relatively inexperienced, how do you handle something like that? Is it disheartening, or do you feel, that was that night, things happened, and move on?
She took a moment to consider her words. Before speaking up, that pearly smile was gone.
Tracy: I give every match my best. I don’t tone down, phone it in or whatever you want to call it. I gave Rose my best moves and she just kept coming. Marty, I would be lying if I said that didn’t affect me. Rose is a beast and nobody can win all the time. However the contrast of coming in with a win and leaving the night with a loss. The difference was rough but I can’t just feel sorry for myself and wallow in self pity over it. I lost, I fell short but I’m getting back up and this upcoming match on Brawl in the fall against Wendy House and Luciana Verdoza on the 17th I am going to go against not just one but two women with more experience in the ring and their career than me. This is a tremendous challenge for someone like me a chance to learn from two great wrestlers but if they expect me to just lay down for them because I am new, if they think I’m a cake walk and an easy win for them, they will have a little bit to learn about me as well.
Voice: DID SOMEONE MENTION CAKE?!
The two turn to off camera, before in bounds the enigmatic Wendy House. She looks at Tracy, then to Marty, then back to Tracy again.
House: What is this, family funtime? You got room for a House?
Marty: Um... I...
House: Great, thanks!
She walks over to the couch where Tracy is sitting.
House: You’s fat bum is taking up the whole thing. Scooch. House wants to sit down.
Dixon gasps.
Tracy: EXCUSE ME?!
House: Quite alright, now move over tubby.
Tracy: What did you call me?
House: Me’s sowwy your plumpsiousness, I didn’t catch your name..?
Tracy: Tracy.
Wendy tilts her head.
House: Gesundheit.
Tracy: No, that’s my name.
House: Nonsense, yous no look like german to House.
Tracy: Tracy, my name is Tracy Dixon. That’s my name!
House: So what if it is, don’t wear it out..You look like someone who gets worn out quick, not much excercise maybe you should cut down on the cake we are having.
Tracy: What?!
House: Me’s heard about the cake. Fork it over fatso. I’m helping you to not gain more weight.
Tracy: There is no cake.
House: WHAT?!
Tracy: Yup, there is none.
House: You mean..
Tracy: Don’t.
House: You, you are trying to tell me..
Tracy: Don’t you do it..
House: That the cake..
Tracy: ..
House: MARTY THE CAKE IS A LIE! WE’VE BEEN HAD! THERE IS NO CAKE AT ALL!
Tracy: Goddamn it..
House: YOU ATE IT! Didn’t you!? ADMIT IT TUBZILLA! YOU ATE MES CAKE! I’LL KILL YOU! YOU CAKE HOGGING..HOGGY HOG!
Marty finally manages to gather himself.
Marty: Please..Wendy, we are having an interview here with Tracy about your upcoming match.
House: THE MATCH TO SETTLE THE SCORE AGAINST THE BORE WHO ATE THE CAKE?!
Tracy: ..you don’t get it do you, there is no cake.
House: There isn’t now, you ate it! And I said SCOOCH!
House pushes Tracy across the couch and plops down onto it.
House: You want an intyvoo, Marty? Let me make it plain. It doesn’t matter who Lindemann thwows at House. Be it Talia Bintface, Loo Cheese Nana Veranda or Little Miss Cake Muncher over here... much like when my good cake-eating friend faced Rose, she can Hufflepuff all she wants, but I am a brick house, and I shall not be blown down.
Marty: ...Well in your match against Talia, you were disqualified when you attacked her with a chair.. And...
House: AND this is a twiple thweat. Which according to House’s wulebook, means House can use all the chairs she wants. And tables. And sticks. And possibly even cakes, assuming Tubbo over here doesn’t eat them first…
Tracy: You know, I’ve tried being respectable to my elders.
House: Me’s EIGHT!
Tracy: ..to my peers who came before me in this business, but Wendy, sweetheart. You are making it really hard for me to like you or take you seriously.
House: Yeah, try me tubbo see how it works out for ya. I know someone else who thought they could cheat me out of tasty treats..he regrets it now in bunny hell! Easter Bunny can tell you what happens when you mess with House’s delights this. Is. HOUSE SHOW all the cake, the chocolates, the sweets, the crisps, any damn thing in catering house wants..House gets because just like in Last Vegas House always wins..
Her opponent mumbles.
Tracy: ..except when you get disqualified like in your last match
House: ME STILL WON! I was the one standing, she was the one who got whacked with a chair! You better watch it cake snatcher or House will make what happened to Easter bunny look like an appetizer in the buffet of pain you will be having..and lady, you will be getting seconds, thirds and desserts!
Tracy snarls sticking her face right into House’s growling out.
Tracy: Wendy, I’m more chocolate than you could handle. I’ll see you at Wildpitch Underground on the 17th.
She got up and stormed off as House hollers after her.
House: Yeah?! Well kinda hard to miss you since you are so fat! You stupid lady!
She puts on a pretty smile battering her eyelashes at Marty.
House: So..Martin, want to get mes some cake?
Marty gets up, puts the microphone down and walked off. Leaving Wendy alone on the couch.
House: ......WILL NOBODY THINK OF THE CHILDREN?!
We fade to black...