Post by Prez Sonya Sniper on May 25, 2006 20:30:04 GMT -5
The camera pans around the room showing a picture frame on the desk, a stack of papers in the center of her desk and a stack of letters to the side that she hadn’t opened yet. The door opens and closes as The Prez walks in and sits down with a sigh. She brushes her long blonde hair out of her face and looks down at the newspaper that she brought in with her.
Sonya: What can I do for you?
CM: We just have a few questions for you, if we may intrude.
Sonya: What good has it done you to show up here knowing that I would kick you out of my office?
CM: A lot considering that, you have yet to address your wrestlers. What does that say about you?
Sonya: What would you like to know?
She rose up laying her paper down on her desk as she crossed her feet on the desk showing off her nice fuzzy pink heels. With one quick move, she took off the glasses and placed them on the paper.
CM: What made you decide that you could possibly run a federation?
Sonya: It’s been a dream of mine for some time now and I’m glad that I get to realize it.
CM: What happened between you and JC Cross?
Sonya: That’s a long story. We just didn’t see eye to eye on some things. He decided it would be best if he left. I had heard from him since then and all things aside I really don’t feel that he will ever return, not that I wouldn’t welcome him back. However, we have a new Vice President and for the most part, I currently have no feelings for him.
CM: Who is Victor Black?
Sonya: He is a man who isn’t to be taken lightly. I won’t sit here and say that he is the worst human being on the face of the planet but I will say that he is rather hard to get along with on certain subjects.
CM: What subjects might that be?
Sonya: I will not get into this right now. There is no way that I will talk about Victor f**king Black right now.
CM: What is it that you are trying to hide? Clearly, you hate him and if you hate him so much; why is he still here and in a Vice President position no less?
Sonya: To be perfectly frank I must say that I no longer wish to have this conversation so very kindly change the subject because he will be the one that has to answer for him, not me.
CM: Okay, when do you think the first show will be?
Sonya: I’m really considering, of course I have to meet with the devil first, But I am considering having the first show as soon as we get five more people. This would make the card four matches and have ONE title on the line.
CM: How do you think Victor will handle that?
Sonya: Could we just stop talking about Victor? One more word about him and I will literally THROW you out of my office. Trust me landing a few feet down on your back in the parking lot will hurt... a lot.
CM: So what are your hopes DWWF?
Sonya: My hopes are the same as the hopes of anyone running a federation. Practically the same as my hopes for my own wrestling career, back in the day of course.
CM: That is right; you used to be a wrestler. What was that like?
Sonya: What the hell kind of question is that? It was like wrestling what else could i say. That I loved the ring?
Sonya sits up in her chair putting her feet in the floor as she looks over the camera. Slowly the camera turns to show the picture that she was looking at; it was her climbing to her feet outside the steel octagon after a fighting division style Pride Title match. Blood trickled down her face as she fought to hold the title in the air as she shot a glance at the camera.
Sonya: Those were good times. I will never wrestle again I know that. I can't, not in a physical sense of course, but more of an “I gave my word that I would never fight again.” So today, we will announce my retirement from the wrestling part of the world and my decision to move up the latter to running the business. I did however make a hell of a wrestler... Of course, there are some exceptions to every rule and my retirement doesn’t come without exceptions.
CM: What sort of exceptions?
Sonya: You'll have to wait and see.
CM: Earlier you said you had to meet with the devil. What did you mean?
Sonya: Okay. That's it. Get out of my office...
CM: (chuckles) I didn’t mention Victor Black...
Sonya: You did now. You have two seconds to get out of my office before I throw you out!
CM: That could be fun...
Sonya: ONE!
CM: I’m gone...
The scene fades to black as Sonya picks the paper up and the door closes to show her name on the glass window of her door covered on the inside by blinds.
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Sonya: What can I do for you?
CM: We just have a few questions for you, if we may intrude.
Sonya: What good has it done you to show up here knowing that I would kick you out of my office?
CM: A lot considering that, you have yet to address your wrestlers. What does that say about you?
Sonya: What would you like to know?
She rose up laying her paper down on her desk as she crossed her feet on the desk showing off her nice fuzzy pink heels. With one quick move, she took off the glasses and placed them on the paper.
CM: What made you decide that you could possibly run a federation?
Sonya: It’s been a dream of mine for some time now and I’m glad that I get to realize it.
CM: What happened between you and JC Cross?
Sonya: That’s a long story. We just didn’t see eye to eye on some things. He decided it would be best if he left. I had heard from him since then and all things aside I really don’t feel that he will ever return, not that I wouldn’t welcome him back. However, we have a new Vice President and for the most part, I currently have no feelings for him.
CM: Who is Victor Black?
Sonya: He is a man who isn’t to be taken lightly. I won’t sit here and say that he is the worst human being on the face of the planet but I will say that he is rather hard to get along with on certain subjects.
CM: What subjects might that be?
Sonya: I will not get into this right now. There is no way that I will talk about Victor f**king Black right now.
CM: What is it that you are trying to hide? Clearly, you hate him and if you hate him so much; why is he still here and in a Vice President position no less?
Sonya: To be perfectly frank I must say that I no longer wish to have this conversation so very kindly change the subject because he will be the one that has to answer for him, not me.
CM: Okay, when do you think the first show will be?
Sonya: I’m really considering, of course I have to meet with the devil first, But I am considering having the first show as soon as we get five more people. This would make the card four matches and have ONE title on the line.
CM: How do you think Victor will handle that?
Sonya: Could we just stop talking about Victor? One more word about him and I will literally THROW you out of my office. Trust me landing a few feet down on your back in the parking lot will hurt... a lot.
CM: So what are your hopes DWWF?
Sonya: My hopes are the same as the hopes of anyone running a federation. Practically the same as my hopes for my own wrestling career, back in the day of course.
CM: That is right; you used to be a wrestler. What was that like?
Sonya: What the hell kind of question is that? It was like wrestling what else could i say. That I loved the ring?
Sonya sits up in her chair putting her feet in the floor as she looks over the camera. Slowly the camera turns to show the picture that she was looking at; it was her climbing to her feet outside the steel octagon after a fighting division style Pride Title match. Blood trickled down her face as she fought to hold the title in the air as she shot a glance at the camera.
Sonya: Those were good times. I will never wrestle again I know that. I can't, not in a physical sense of course, but more of an “I gave my word that I would never fight again.” So today, we will announce my retirement from the wrestling part of the world and my decision to move up the latter to running the business. I did however make a hell of a wrestler... Of course, there are some exceptions to every rule and my retirement doesn’t come without exceptions.
CM: What sort of exceptions?
Sonya: You'll have to wait and see.
CM: Earlier you said you had to meet with the devil. What did you mean?
Sonya: Okay. That's it. Get out of my office...
CM: (chuckles) I didn’t mention Victor Black...
Sonya: You did now. You have two seconds to get out of my office before I throw you out!
CM: That could be fun...
Sonya: ONE!
CM: I’m gone...
The scene fades to black as Sonya picks the paper up and the door closes to show her name on the glass window of her door covered on the inside by blinds.
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