Post by Deleted on Jan 30, 2016 16:09:59 GMT -6
OOC: Credit to Kat's handler for working with me on this piece! Thanks!
Molly O'Hatherine stared ahead at a blank wall while sitting upon a bench, dressed and ready to compete for her first match at MSW. The young Scotswoman breathed slow and steady, going over the battle in her mind. It was not the time for doubts or second guessing. She had to think this through. With everything she has gone through in Pittsburgh, she wanted to do more than make a great first impression. She wanted to win this.... no needed to win this.
Slow and steady, just like Rory Fitzpatrick taught her all those years ago. Calm the mind, focus, and push back the doubts and fears. You can be fearful on your own time, but in the ring you were on the people's time and for them, you need to be fearless.
She closed her eyes and envisioned the fight in her mind. The hits she'd take, the hits she'd make, and the back and forth struggle between herself, Kat Jones and Cecilia. She knows that in this battle, the odds don't favor her. Freshly returned to action from injury, only a couple weeks to practice and get herself back in fighting shape and she had and even bigger fight to go back to in Pittsburgh within a few days of this one.
“Makin' up for lost time,” She thought to herself. “Kae'ora Donovan stole away far too much of me time and now I'm doublin' down on bookings, but I've gottae' do this. There's no other way. I have tae' prove to meself that I'm better and stronger. I have ta' be. There's just no other way. I donnae' know how I'll do it, but I'm gonnae' go out to that ring and give it everything I've got and even some of what I don't.”
A soft electronic bell chimes on the door to the locker room. Molly slaps both hands to either side of her face and rises off the bench.
“Alright... IT'S GO TIME BETCHES!” The Ginger Ninja turns and steps off camera, heading straight to the wrestling ring. She had one goal on her mind and that goal was not just to fight, but to fight and win.
She made her way to Gorilla position, adjusting her hooded vest. She then pulled from her pocket a black headband sporting bright green Japanese Kanji that read “Ginger Ninja” on it in four characters. It wasn't a mass produced piece of clothing, but something very special that was given to her by a close friend many years ago. She tied it securely around her head with her red hair partially covering it. It was worn more for good luck and as a symbol of pride, for she earned this name.
Molly flipped her hood up and stood, warming up with a variety of leg, arm, and hand stretches as she waited for the signal to go to ringside. As she did so, her thoughts drifted back to her very first wrestling match back in late 2010 in Atlantic City, New Jersey...
She can still remember the name “Cult Life” Alicia Crane from so long ago. The crowd was buzzing as they were both new comers. All the taunts that Shane Propone cut about her child-like boyish looks at the time. God if they could see her now, a hard muscled and freckled swan by comparison almost. Much like sex, you never forget your first time and who you were with.
Molly fought hard, but her limited skills and experience worked against her. Alicia Crane was the craftier woman, dropping her with her “Clockwork Orange” Tombstone Piledriver. She was the newcomer in a new place, just like she is here now in MSW. She always thought about that match whenever she debuted in unfamiliar territory with no friends and few people who knew about her outside of her exploits that managed to make it onto Youtube.
She often wondered what became of Alicia Crane and if the young woman was still wrestling or not. Her moment of reverie is broken by the presence of another woman... Kat C Jones, one of her opponents, stepped right up to her. Molly rose to her full and unimpressive height of 5'1” and looked up at her opponent.
“Well fancae' meetin' you here...,” Molly said with a friendly smirk.
Kat looked down kinda towering over the spunky new comer with her 5'9 height.. "Yeah who could have imagined that we'd meet here.." came her dry response..
"You did good promoting this match we have coming up and I am actually looking forward to this match we have.. Unlike Cecilia.. who will basically be on strike 1 in this company.. They have a very low tolerance for not pulling your weight.. Keep up what you have been doing and you will get your chance to main event the show here"
Molly nodded her head, then replied, “Aye... tis a sad thing when someone is speechless in our sport. Least ye' can do is talk shyte about one another.”
Kat cracked her neck and smirked towards Molly.. "Welcome to the Women of Tradition... There aren't many of us.. But then again.. Many tried and proven they couldn't hang with us.. And unlike so many companies out there.. MS-dub will really give you the chance to main event the entire show.. They give us the respect we as competitors deserve.. So keep it up.. No matter the result tonight.. Win lose or draw.. Be yourself.. That is all that matters.."
“Thanks, I appreciate it,” Molly started, then admitted, “I know I'm new to ye and yer companae'.”
“It's not tha' first time I've had ta' step in as the relative unknown out ta' prove herself. I'm still a wee young thing, even if ye' ever heard me full storae' it'd probablae' be quite tha' shocker ta' learn everythin' I've been through. Still the past is behind us, not in front of us. Let's see what tha' future has in store fer us startin' tonight.”
Molly held out her hand towards Kat.
"With my history I seem older then I am... Let's fucking steal the show out there.." Kat clasps Molly around the forearm pulling her closer.. "The past is only good as a learning experience.. Leave it where it is and set your eyes on the future.. It does not do well to dwell on the past.."
“Eyes on tha' horizon then,” The Ginger Ninja said with a wily smile. It was at that moment that the technician signaled to the two that it was time.
“That's our cue, lass,” Molly gave the arm a firm shake and released. “Let's knock our heads around with a touch of class then!” The two assumed their places and waited....
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Molly O'Hatherine stared ahead at a blank wall while sitting upon a bench, dressed and ready to compete for her first match at MSW. The young Scotswoman breathed slow and steady, going over the battle in her mind. It was not the time for doubts or second guessing. She had to think this through. With everything she has gone through in Pittsburgh, she wanted to do more than make a great first impression. She wanted to win this.... no needed to win this.
Slow and steady, just like Rory Fitzpatrick taught her all those years ago. Calm the mind, focus, and push back the doubts and fears. You can be fearful on your own time, but in the ring you were on the people's time and for them, you need to be fearless.
She closed her eyes and envisioned the fight in her mind. The hits she'd take, the hits she'd make, and the back and forth struggle between herself, Kat Jones and Cecilia. She knows that in this battle, the odds don't favor her. Freshly returned to action from injury, only a couple weeks to practice and get herself back in fighting shape and she had and even bigger fight to go back to in Pittsburgh within a few days of this one.
“Makin' up for lost time,” She thought to herself. “Kae'ora Donovan stole away far too much of me time and now I'm doublin' down on bookings, but I've gottae' do this. There's no other way. I have tae' prove to meself that I'm better and stronger. I have ta' be. There's just no other way. I donnae' know how I'll do it, but I'm gonnae' go out to that ring and give it everything I've got and even some of what I don't.”
A soft electronic bell chimes on the door to the locker room. Molly slaps both hands to either side of her face and rises off the bench.
“Alright... IT'S GO TIME BETCHES!” The Ginger Ninja turns and steps off camera, heading straight to the wrestling ring. She had one goal on her mind and that goal was not just to fight, but to fight and win.
She made her way to Gorilla position, adjusting her hooded vest. She then pulled from her pocket a black headband sporting bright green Japanese Kanji that read “Ginger Ninja” on it in four characters. It wasn't a mass produced piece of clothing, but something very special that was given to her by a close friend many years ago. She tied it securely around her head with her red hair partially covering it. It was worn more for good luck and as a symbol of pride, for she earned this name.
Molly flipped her hood up and stood, warming up with a variety of leg, arm, and hand stretches as she waited for the signal to go to ringside. As she did so, her thoughts drifted back to her very first wrestling match back in late 2010 in Atlantic City, New Jersey...
She can still remember the name “Cult Life” Alicia Crane from so long ago. The crowd was buzzing as they were both new comers. All the taunts that Shane Propone cut about her child-like boyish looks at the time. God if they could see her now, a hard muscled and freckled swan by comparison almost. Much like sex, you never forget your first time and who you were with.
Molly fought hard, but her limited skills and experience worked against her. Alicia Crane was the craftier woman, dropping her with her “Clockwork Orange” Tombstone Piledriver. She was the newcomer in a new place, just like she is here now in MSW. She always thought about that match whenever she debuted in unfamiliar territory with no friends and few people who knew about her outside of her exploits that managed to make it onto Youtube.
She often wondered what became of Alicia Crane and if the young woman was still wrestling or not. Her moment of reverie is broken by the presence of another woman... Kat C Jones, one of her opponents, stepped right up to her. Molly rose to her full and unimpressive height of 5'1” and looked up at her opponent.
“Well fancae' meetin' you here...,” Molly said with a friendly smirk.
Kat looked down kinda towering over the spunky new comer with her 5'9 height.. "Yeah who could have imagined that we'd meet here.." came her dry response..
"You did good promoting this match we have coming up and I am actually looking forward to this match we have.. Unlike Cecilia.. who will basically be on strike 1 in this company.. They have a very low tolerance for not pulling your weight.. Keep up what you have been doing and you will get your chance to main event the show here"
Molly nodded her head, then replied, “Aye... tis a sad thing when someone is speechless in our sport. Least ye' can do is talk shyte about one another.”
Kat cracked her neck and smirked towards Molly.. "Welcome to the Women of Tradition... There aren't many of us.. But then again.. Many tried and proven they couldn't hang with us.. And unlike so many companies out there.. MS-dub will really give you the chance to main event the entire show.. They give us the respect we as competitors deserve.. So keep it up.. No matter the result tonight.. Win lose or draw.. Be yourself.. That is all that matters.."
“Thanks, I appreciate it,” Molly started, then admitted, “I know I'm new to ye and yer companae'.”
“It's not tha' first time I've had ta' step in as the relative unknown out ta' prove herself. I'm still a wee young thing, even if ye' ever heard me full storae' it'd probablae' be quite tha' shocker ta' learn everythin' I've been through. Still the past is behind us, not in front of us. Let's see what tha' future has in store fer us startin' tonight.”
Molly held out her hand towards Kat.
"With my history I seem older then I am... Let's fucking steal the show out there.." Kat clasps Molly around the forearm pulling her closer.. "The past is only good as a learning experience.. Leave it where it is and set your eyes on the future.. It does not do well to dwell on the past.."
“Eyes on tha' horizon then,” The Ginger Ninja said with a wily smile. It was at that moment that the technician signaled to the two that it was time.
“That's our cue, lass,” Molly gave the arm a firm shake and released. “Let's knock our heads around with a touch of class then!” The two assumed their places and waited....