Post by Deleted on May 16, 2016 10:30:08 GMT -6
●OUT OF CHARACTER● Shaking off the rust with this character. Or my attempt haha. A short return and all that blah blah. Thanks to Chris for the help <3
●How do you feel? That was one of the questions she had been hearing a lot as of late. But why? It has been over a year since Shawna Martinez last stepped into a ring. For good reason as every insider would be able to tell. Her husband, Frank Washington, was badly injured. Around the same time they got the news of her pregnancy. Which was almost overwhelming the bad news.- so to speak. But almost was such a lousy word. In the matter of Frank it was not even existing. Sure they both were happy to grow a little family.- but the betrayal he went through left a bitter taste. So while some were surprised about the act he pulled on Drew Stevenson, she wasn’t. He had it coming. Turning on your brother for a title was nothing to be proud of. Neither something that would be easily forgotten. BINGO. The main question was though how did that affect the life of the young family? At first not at all. She was happy. Being a mother. Being a wife. But at a certain point she started to feel restless, the so called itch was teasing underneath her skin. She had been a fighter all her life.- long before she became a wrestler. It was nothing you just lost. Nothing that would fade away just because your lifestyle did change. If it was in your blood the urge would overcome you once again. And the more time that did pass the more viewable it did become. Shawna Martinez was not done. If the world was ready or not.●
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●il Impassable●
LOCATION: Dublin; Ireland
CAMERA STATUS: ON/OFF
With a three month old baby in the house.- sleep was overrated. It was as rare as snow in June, not impossible but something you did not come across very often. Did you get used to it? Not really. Did it piss you off? No. Looking at this little wonder was worth every sleepless second of the time being. It was still hard to understand how this was possible. For someone like her. The MOB girl. The Impassable.
It was a night like every other when Shawna sat in her wonderful cottage back in Ireland. Outside it had started raining a while ago, the rhythmic noise of heavy drops clashing against the windows. Alexander had finally fallen asleep inside his little bed, which gave her time to spend some time in front of the laptop. Streaming the last few episodes of mSw, even going back further in time. 2014. When her journey started with this company.- one that never truly ended. One way or another the Washington’s always were linked with this place in Missouri. Shawna had just finished one of the matches as her phone went off vibrating. Unknown Caller.
“Yes?”
Silence. It took several moments before she heard something like breathing. The person at the other hand took time to speak up. Learn patience Shawna.
“Has no one taught you to not answer the phone when you do not know the Callers ID?”
“Why? Are you sending me a phone bomb? I am shivering… just incase you do not notice my shaking my voice.”
She could not hold back the sarcastic laughter. On the other end was Chris Williams, long-time acquaintance of Shawna’s husband, Frank Washington. He was calling to congratulate Shawna formally, as he had not yet had the chance to do so.
“Ha! Phone bombs? I can barely get this phone to pull up my emails without screwing it up!” Williams jokes.
“Well, considering the way you left the business, I’m surprised you’re getting emails at all.”
“Ouch! Low blow there, Shawna, take it easy! Nah, I called because I wanted to congratulate you and Frank on the kid. I’m really happy for you both. I’ve been talking to Frank about it constantly since I’ve come back to MSW, but I wanted to call you personally.”
“I appreciate it, Chris. I always said come visit, but considering this business.- it is always a struggle.”
“So how have you been? I know we haven’t really communicated a lot, but I have a ton of respect for your husband, he and I go back nearly ten years. I think I know him fairly well, but all I know of you is what I saw in the ring! Well, and you’re a little crazy…. Hell, anybody that can decide they want to marry that guy MUST have some sort of crazy in them.”
Shawna was not offended by his words.- if anything he was right. But just like every other person.- Frank had more than one face. What he portrayed on television was hardly what his little family got. Thankfully.
“Very funny…. I’m doing well though, the little one is keeping me busy. Still crying in the night if I’m not around, which means very little sleep for me lately.”
“Eeesh, so that retirement life isn’t all resting and peaceful?”
“Don’t get me wrong, I love this child. Greatest gift I could have asked for. The second greatest right now would definitely be sleep, though.”
They both laughed again before returning to their talk. She was almost tempted to point out that it was late here. But knowing Chris he had not given any thought to the time difference.- bitch. She leaned back once again, getting somewhat comfortable.
“I appreciate your personal reach out.- it is more than most people did. Seems you are quickly forgotten in some companies. But who cares? Thing is I am sitting here over a few contracts and one reads MSW. So who knows.- maybe we run into each other sooner than you expect. Till then Williams, do not get yourself in trouble. This mama will try to get some sleep before making decisions.”
A deep yawn escaped her which made Chris laugh somewhat. A moment later they said their goodbye’s, leaving some questions unanswered. For tonight she was not able to give anything else out. Mostly because she did not know herself what the future held for herself.
Shawna put her phone down before turning all the lights off, walking towards the bedroom. She took another look inside the little bed where Alexander was sleeping peacefully. A proud smile was appearing on her face before she finally laid down. A thousand thoughts running through her mind. Surprised by this call. And thrown off by the word retirement.
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LOCATION: Dublin; Ireland
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It was still early in the morning when she sat once again at the kitchen table, after feeding the baby and getting some houswife stuff done. The contracts still at the same spot where she had left them. Of course. Frank was not around.- so no one could have moved them. She missed him. Even though he tried to be home as much as possible, as of late him being in Missouri became more. Shawna was by no means a clingy person, but she started to dislike their situation.
Putting on her glasses she looked through three possible companies, although the decision was already made. Putting her signature on the dotted line, her face remained serious. To make it official. By then her laptop was already running and ready to film her message. She owed this to her fans. But more than that it was time to live up to her own expectations.
“I assume you could say the mother role suits me, if you are kindly ignoring the dark shadows underneath my eyes. Not all the make up in the world can cover them.- but then again who gives a damn. I have been laying low for almost a year and while i quite enjoyed the trip.- all good things come to an end. Or not? Even though I have not been part of the business for quite a while, the rumors reach you. Some of them more absurd than the others.- a few very creative. Like last week I heard that I have died, poor Frank. Now a single father. Do I look dead?”
She rolled her eyes finally taking off the reading glasses. Her long blonde hair falling in curls over her shoulders.
“Keep the answer. Because in the end it does not matter what people wanna believe. Half the time they do not know anything about their own business, but get their nose in others. I have been there, patiently listening to whatever folks could come up with. Well done. The moment my son was born.- I got my mind back onto my goals. I have not been lying around making it a habit to be lazy. I hit the gym. And if you have ever paid attention.- when I hit.- then hard. If you want satisfaction, you gotta work hard. Right? Something this generation of new talent does not seem to understand. You think it is enough showing up? Shaking your titties a little or try to be all spooky?”
When she moved her head a little there was a cracking noise coming from her neck. And while in the past that sound made her uncomfortable, it now made her smile.
“I am not sure if it is the business that has changed or me. I am not that entertained anymore by the acts those kittens pull. Do you believe in Karma? If so then you must realise it is a real bitch. Just when they thought it was time to take over MSW, Artemis Kaiser returns. You are fucking welcome girls. If I know one thing.- she will rip you another hole. Might have to get out my old Artemis shirt. But wait, wasn’t there more news?
She held up the freshly signed contract, playfully blowing against the papers. Drying the ink.
“This whole retirement shit was fun while it lasted. But after an interesting call yesterday.- fuck retirement. Fuck whatever you thought you have seen of Shawna Martinez. I promised myself if I go out of this business, then on my terms. Last time that didn’t really happen. The company closed down. I retired with a title around my waist, but it didn’t mean shit. Not to me. In my heart I always knew that this day would come. You can not deny who you are.- at least not forever. I did whatever MSW asked of me. Spending my days fulfilling fan wishes and making this company proud. For what? To be forgotten the moment my body failed me.”
For the first time the emotionless face would turn somewhat serious, one of her eyebrows raised. The muscles of her jaw tense.
“I was so eager to get your approval. So busy pleasing everyone that I almost forgot who I am. Where I come from you do not beg for things. If you see something.- you take it. All this nice girl attitude was fun, but it never portrayed who I am. You gotta do what is best for business Shawna. And I did. Like a good little soldier I made them dollars. I must admit thinking about it now.- i feel dirty. I tried to wash it off.- it is nothing that just fades. The harder I tried the angrier I got. Anger might not be the best advisor, but it for sure is starting my engine.”
Shawna would fold her arms in front of her chest, licking over her lips a moment. It was as if she collected her thoughts.
“So may i introduce myself again. My name is Shawna Martinez. The Impassable. Forget all you have heard. May as well erase whatever you have seen. This is a new chapter. And this time.- I won't bend. I won't break. I will do business my way.- after all I am the MOB girl.”
Once more she looked directly into the camera. The smile given was not friendly in the slightest way. Showing off her white teeth, looking more like a predator than anything else. Times change. People change. But there is one thing that always stays the same. Violence never gets old. You are welcome.
The Impassable™