Post by larissamurderface on Feb 1, 2009 4:23:46 GMT -5
Her face was plastered with concentration, sweat trailed down the sides of her face, her head pounded with thought. This was the make-it-or-break-it move in this serious game. Her hand moved with wicked speed and took his King right off the platform, inching her King to it's spot on her 'army line.' He only had 1 piece left, a lone king sitting on a black square 2 space forward. Tricky little goose it was, and her piece across would be a very hard manuever. She had 2 pieces left on the board, each on distant sides of the board, just waiting to bait in his King so that her King could jump over, claiming her victory. Her eyes stared intently at his hand, which set the little King free to move to her side of the board. Her lip turned up with pleasure, she now had him where she wanted him. Moving her lone piece one space closer to his King was the set up move. He just had to take her piece out and reel in the little King right to where she planned it to be. He made his piece jump over hers, and in a quick moment of movement, his King was gone. "YES!" Airca Tyler jumped up enthusiastically from her kitchen chair, hands flailing in the air. Her face now had the glow of victory. Victor looked at her, eyes slanted, and frowned. "YOU CHEATED!" Airica curled her lip and sat back in her chair. "How? I kicked your ass and you're jealous. I mean, clearly, my king jumped yours and he had a checkers orgy. Face it. I WIN." Victor rubbed his eyes with the balls of his hands and took a sip of water from a glass sitting to his left. He looked at Airica with angst. "You suck. That's like, the fifth fucking time. Shit. Give someone else a chance."
"Well, I have to practice winning, because I need to learn how to not gloat so my teammates don't hate me, you know, just incase they lose." Airica started to finger the pieces of the game and rolled them around. "Well, Checkers isn't going to help you wrestle. And you're supposed to support your team. Shit, that's why it's a team Airica; you're supposed to believe that you ALL win."
"Well right now I don't trust my team. Most importantly, I don't trust that cow wrestling Jeremy Storms, after what he did to Jacob at Outbreak. I mean PFFT what if he leaves ME in the ring with those two other factions? How the hell am I supposed to take on 4 men?"
"You mean 3 men and a woman."
"That's what I said. And like, he might hate me for unknown reasons. Surprise isn't a city! It's more like an old person suburb. You know?"
"I was wondering why you lived in a retirement home."
"It's NOT a retirement home, just a place that a lot of old people come to relax after they retire. They have golf here. And a pool. They need to get rid of the pool, because old people lost their sexiness when they hit like 50."
"Isn't your manager like, 80?" Airica shook her head. "He's actually 65 and a half. I thought he was 100. And that old fool thinks that he's actually going to get views for my show. And money for my boob job. And. Well, a lot of things. He's taking to much meds, I think the Viagra went to his head instead of his penis."
"You just need to reelaaax." And with that, Victor pulled out a bag of weed.
Airica Tyler's first match in TSWL caused her to have a heaping moment of insanity. She wasn't sure how she would perform, or how she would work with a partner. Her partner, the country boy Jeremy Storms, was no where to be seen as of late. And Airica wasn't sure how to get a hold of a man who possibly had no idea what a cell phone was. Her only option was to wait around for this man, a boring task for anyone. But, while Airca waits, she has a super promo that's going to be shot. This promo is going to be the first installment of the Airca Tyler Show, an idea orginally sketched by Airica's new manager, Archer. The show is basically like the Tonight Show, or the Late Late show, and all of that mumbo jumbo. Airica would have guests on her show, hopefully high profile guests, people that can say things about her and her opponents and maybe talk about their own career a little, because celebrities are full of shit. This week, Airica was trying to recruit 80's rock and pop legends, like Salt n Peppa, Billy Idol, and maybe a hairband, like Van Halen or Motley Crue. Of course, these kind of endorsements are expensive because the artists from 20 years ago are going broke, and reunion concerts apparently don't bring in enough money to fuel their materialistic life. Airica was willing to pay each celebrity on her show an amout of 50 dollars, CASH. This was going to be taken out of her Airica Tyler Needs Boobs Foundation, an idea also originally sketched by Archer, who believes that Airica needs a bigger bust line to keep her balance in the ring against men and woman of all shapes and sizes. Of course, all of these men and woman are bigger than Airica, because Airica is a delicate like a flower. The ATNBF account was currently at an amount of 40 dollars, and that money was donated by Miss Tyler herself. Archer isn't pleased with his new client, because she doesn't know how the business world works. Apparently, you aren't supposed to donate to your own cause because you could be using that money for a boob job. It's stupid. Airica really doesn't care about her petty little Foundation, she's more focused on her match and getting to know her faction, partner, and opposing faction members. This week was hectic. With the ATNBF, The Airica Tyler Show, and a match going on, Airica was a complete mess. So far, the only person that signed up for her show was Phil Collins. But he sucks, so Airica rejected his application. So nobody was booked for her show, and Airica was caught up with last weeks Outbreak. Her partner, Jeremy, left Jacob Hale in the ring after nearly dominating Kyu Lee. When Jacob was tagged in, Jeremy decided the 'City Boy' was just bleh, and left him there in the ring. What if he did this to Airica this week? How would she beat two factions on her own? And Archer wasn't helping her with this problem, he was caught up in getting Airica bigger boobs. And Airca's mother never sent the 3,000 dollars, or Goober, the beloved teddy bear with a voice box. Now she had to worry about Pewy getting his freak on. Nothing was going right for Airica! She must MAKE things happen this week. It's time to make this work. Airica first worked on her dialogue for the upcoming show. It would mostly be the discussion of the match she is to be a part of this week, on Devil's Ampitheatre. Obviously, she didn't have the budget to work with huge hollywood celebrities, so she decided to do the next best thing: Planet Hollywood. Since around the Spring of '08, this luxurious hotel and casino resort planted on the strip where the Aladdin used to be has brought in famous hollywood names like Pamela Anderson, and Johnny Depp was seen dining at it's resteraunt. Not to mention Kris Angel has been seen in it's shops, wowing it's customers with his Mind Freak capabilities. Las Vegas is the perfect place to launch a show.
Airica still had to wait one day before flying to the City of Sin, and already, she was tempted to make bad choices. "I can't smoke that! They drug test and stuff." Victor looked at her while trying to roll his weed. "C'mon, who cares?" He licked the wrapping and stuck it in his mouth. His hands searched for a lighter. "I don't want to get fired, fool!"
"Fine. I'll just smoke it." Finding the lighter he needed, he lit the gross little white stick and sucked in its poison. Airca held her breath an quickly ran for a window. She started to open all of the windows in her loft, and when she was satisfied, went to go get some potato chips. But Victor was already munching down on them. Airica was sad. Those were for a special occassion. And she had to keep to a strict diet ever since she hired Archer. She went into her living room and sat on her couch. This room was themed for the show Pokemon, so the couches were yellow, the carpet was blue, and the walls were decorated with many pokemon figures, like Pikachu and Eevee. This room always made her happy. Victor follows her into the living room and seems to notice a pigeon crashed out on the floor. "DUDE! You killed a bird AW let's go fry it!" Airica looks at Victor, and then at the bird. At first, Airica thinks she got contact high, but sees the pigeon move. "EEP! It might have a disease, KILL IT, KILL IT!"
The bird looks at Airica with it's eyelids half opened. It cooes and tries to move. "Dude, I think I got it HIGH! Ohh shit, get a camera!" Victor was right! The bird seemed high, and dazed, and sooo out of it. Airica went over and grabbed it, placing it in her arms. She looked at the bird and decided she had to nurse it back to health before she could decide to kill it. "I'll name you Nintendo." Airica said to the bird. She put it on her yellow couch and looked at Victor. "Put that fag out " Victor looked at Airica like she was crazy. "No, this shit's expensive!" Airica let it slide. And she shouldn't have. A few hours later, Victor was so out of control that Airica didn't know what to do. She she threw water on him and he pretended to melt. GR.
"Kay. So. Nintendo... Hi. How are you?" The pigeon cooed. "That's good. You know, you pooped on my car once. That's not nice, but we'll talk about it later just so..." Airica trailed off. She started to think about her opponents. She turned to the bird, hoping that Nintendo would answer her questions. "Do you think Arianna will eat me alive if I told her she was crazy? Maybe if I said it nicely. I don't want to get my face eaten, Nintendo, stop giving me bad ideas." The bird cooes again. "Yeah. Well her teamate, that Wesley guy, doesn't seem to like working with other people. Really, I think they make a horrible team. She might get mad at him for saying that he doesn't want to work with her or something...Nintendo, I swear, if you keep giving me these ideas, I'll cook you and feed you to the hobos in Phoenix!" The bird flaps it's wings weakly."Yeah I guess we were put on teams for a reason. I haven't seen my partner lately. I'm not even sure if he works here anymore. Ah. What about those other two guys? Maybe they will work as a team and kick our asses. That's not good. I mean really, the Illuminati can't take the trophy this week! And well, I'm not exactly sure how I work with other people. Especially people that might leave me alone in a ring. I'm sure I can handle the beatings for a few rounds, but after a while, a girl can only do so much. I should go get modified with robot parts. Right, Nintendo? I mean, they can't beat me if I'm a robot. I'll beep at them and give them a metal finger. And Arianna can't eat my face off if it's metal! Unless she turns into a robot too...Maybe I shouldn't say my robot idea out loud. My opponents could be listening, and they could steal my ideas!" The bird didn't reply that time. and Victor was still pretending to be melted. "I think I killed the bird by boring it, Victor."
Victor had a spasm on the floor and flopped around like a fish. "I think your robot idea is BRILLIANT!" Airica smiled. "I KNOW! Ahhhh! I'll use my boob money to get modified into a robot! TAKE THAT ILLIMINATI AND ELITE!" Victor got up and started to scratch the walls. "Stop. Stop that. What the hell is wrong with you!?" Victor than began to lick the wall, and, midlick, slid down the wall and landing on the floor with a light 'thump.' Airica fell asleep on the couch.
The next morning, Airica woke up with a start, wiping the drool from her face. She had the strangest dream...She looked around and gasped. "FUCKING BIRD STOLE MY T.V!" Which appeared to be true, because her 57 inch television was gone. Her loft was also at a loss, there was bird poop everywhere. The bird enven made a cute little pa
inting of Airica with poop. But she wasn't flattered. "Aw poop, it was HD too. Now what am I gonna watch porn on?" Airica shot a look at Victor. "Pr0n!
??" She started yelling obscenities as Victor went to the window that they found the bird at. Airica's T.V. was smashed on the first floor, and the pigeon was lying on top of it. Victor decided not to let Airica know the birds whereabouts, because he didn't want to get fed pigeons. Especially pigeons that got high.
"Well, I have to practice winning, because I need to learn how to not gloat so my teammates don't hate me, you know, just incase they lose." Airica started to finger the pieces of the game and rolled them around. "Well, Checkers isn't going to help you wrestle. And you're supposed to support your team. Shit, that's why it's a team Airica; you're supposed to believe that you ALL win."
"Well right now I don't trust my team. Most importantly, I don't trust that cow wrestling Jeremy Storms, after what he did to Jacob at Outbreak. I mean PFFT what if he leaves ME in the ring with those two other factions? How the hell am I supposed to take on 4 men?"
"You mean 3 men and a woman."
"That's what I said. And like, he might hate me for unknown reasons. Surprise isn't a city! It's more like an old person suburb. You know?"
"I was wondering why you lived in a retirement home."
"It's NOT a retirement home, just a place that a lot of old people come to relax after they retire. They have golf here. And a pool. They need to get rid of the pool, because old people lost their sexiness when they hit like 50."
"Isn't your manager like, 80?" Airica shook her head. "He's actually 65 and a half. I thought he was 100. And that old fool thinks that he's actually going to get views for my show. And money for my boob job. And. Well, a lot of things. He's taking to much meds, I think the Viagra went to his head instead of his penis."
"You just need to reelaaax." And with that, Victor pulled out a bag of weed.
Airica Tyler's first match in TSWL caused her to have a heaping moment of insanity. She wasn't sure how she would perform, or how she would work with a partner. Her partner, the country boy Jeremy Storms, was no where to be seen as of late. And Airica wasn't sure how to get a hold of a man who possibly had no idea what a cell phone was. Her only option was to wait around for this man, a boring task for anyone. But, while Airca waits, she has a super promo that's going to be shot. This promo is going to be the first installment of the Airca Tyler Show, an idea orginally sketched by Airica's new manager, Archer. The show is basically like the Tonight Show, or the Late Late show, and all of that mumbo jumbo. Airica would have guests on her show, hopefully high profile guests, people that can say things about her and her opponents and maybe talk about their own career a little, because celebrities are full of shit. This week, Airica was trying to recruit 80's rock and pop legends, like Salt n Peppa, Billy Idol, and maybe a hairband, like Van Halen or Motley Crue. Of course, these kind of endorsements are expensive because the artists from 20 years ago are going broke, and reunion concerts apparently don't bring in enough money to fuel their materialistic life. Airica was willing to pay each celebrity on her show an amout of 50 dollars, CASH. This was going to be taken out of her Airica Tyler Needs Boobs Foundation, an idea also originally sketched by Archer, who believes that Airica needs a bigger bust line to keep her balance in the ring against men and woman of all shapes and sizes. Of course, all of these men and woman are bigger than Airica, because Airica is a delicate like a flower. The ATNBF account was currently at an amount of 40 dollars, and that money was donated by Miss Tyler herself. Archer isn't pleased with his new client, because she doesn't know how the business world works. Apparently, you aren't supposed to donate to your own cause because you could be using that money for a boob job. It's stupid. Airica really doesn't care about her petty little Foundation, she's more focused on her match and getting to know her faction, partner, and opposing faction members. This week was hectic. With the ATNBF, The Airica Tyler Show, and a match going on, Airica was a complete mess. So far, the only person that signed up for her show was Phil Collins. But he sucks, so Airica rejected his application. So nobody was booked for her show, and Airica was caught up with last weeks Outbreak. Her partner, Jeremy, left Jacob Hale in the ring after nearly dominating Kyu Lee. When Jacob was tagged in, Jeremy decided the 'City Boy' was just bleh, and left him there in the ring. What if he did this to Airica this week? How would she beat two factions on her own? And Archer wasn't helping her with this problem, he was caught up in getting Airica bigger boobs. And Airca's mother never sent the 3,000 dollars, or Goober, the beloved teddy bear with a voice box. Now she had to worry about Pewy getting his freak on. Nothing was going right for Airica! She must MAKE things happen this week. It's time to make this work. Airica first worked on her dialogue for the upcoming show. It would mostly be the discussion of the match she is to be a part of this week, on Devil's Ampitheatre. Obviously, she didn't have the budget to work with huge hollywood celebrities, so she decided to do the next best thing: Planet Hollywood. Since around the Spring of '08, this luxurious hotel and casino resort planted on the strip where the Aladdin used to be has brought in famous hollywood names like Pamela Anderson, and Johnny Depp was seen dining at it's resteraunt. Not to mention Kris Angel has been seen in it's shops, wowing it's customers with his Mind Freak capabilities. Las Vegas is the perfect place to launch a show.
Airica still had to wait one day before flying to the City of Sin, and already, she was tempted to make bad choices. "I can't smoke that! They drug test and stuff." Victor looked at her while trying to roll his weed. "C'mon, who cares?" He licked the wrapping and stuck it in his mouth. His hands searched for a lighter. "I don't want to get fired, fool!"
"Fine. I'll just smoke it." Finding the lighter he needed, he lit the gross little white stick and sucked in its poison. Airca held her breath an quickly ran for a window. She started to open all of the windows in her loft, and when she was satisfied, went to go get some potato chips. But Victor was already munching down on them. Airica was sad. Those were for a special occassion. And she had to keep to a strict diet ever since she hired Archer. She went into her living room and sat on her couch. This room was themed for the show Pokemon, so the couches were yellow, the carpet was blue, and the walls were decorated with many pokemon figures, like Pikachu and Eevee. This room always made her happy. Victor follows her into the living room and seems to notice a pigeon crashed out on the floor. "DUDE! You killed a bird AW let's go fry it!" Airica looks at Victor, and then at the bird. At first, Airica thinks she got contact high, but sees the pigeon move. "EEP! It might have a disease, KILL IT, KILL IT!"
The bird looks at Airica with it's eyelids half opened. It cooes and tries to move. "Dude, I think I got it HIGH! Ohh shit, get a camera!" Victor was right! The bird seemed high, and dazed, and sooo out of it. Airica went over and grabbed it, placing it in her arms. She looked at the bird and decided she had to nurse it back to health before she could decide to kill it. "I'll name you Nintendo." Airica said to the bird. She put it on her yellow couch and looked at Victor. "Put that fag out " Victor looked at Airica like she was crazy. "No, this shit's expensive!" Airica let it slide. And she shouldn't have. A few hours later, Victor was so out of control that Airica didn't know what to do. She she threw water on him and he pretended to melt. GR.
"Kay. So. Nintendo... Hi. How are you?" The pigeon cooed. "That's good. You know, you pooped on my car once. That's not nice, but we'll talk about it later just so..." Airica trailed off. She started to think about her opponents. She turned to the bird, hoping that Nintendo would answer her questions. "Do you think Arianna will eat me alive if I told her she was crazy? Maybe if I said it nicely. I don't want to get my face eaten, Nintendo, stop giving me bad ideas." The bird cooes again. "Yeah. Well her teamate, that Wesley guy, doesn't seem to like working with other people. Really, I think they make a horrible team. She might get mad at him for saying that he doesn't want to work with her or something...Nintendo, I swear, if you keep giving me these ideas, I'll cook you and feed you to the hobos in Phoenix!" The bird flaps it's wings weakly."Yeah I guess we were put on teams for a reason. I haven't seen my partner lately. I'm not even sure if he works here anymore. Ah. What about those other two guys? Maybe they will work as a team and kick our asses. That's not good. I mean really, the Illuminati can't take the trophy this week! And well, I'm not exactly sure how I work with other people. Especially people that might leave me alone in a ring. I'm sure I can handle the beatings for a few rounds, but after a while, a girl can only do so much. I should go get modified with robot parts. Right, Nintendo? I mean, they can't beat me if I'm a robot. I'll beep at them and give them a metal finger. And Arianna can't eat my face off if it's metal! Unless she turns into a robot too...Maybe I shouldn't say my robot idea out loud. My opponents could be listening, and they could steal my ideas!" The bird didn't reply that time. and Victor was still pretending to be melted. "I think I killed the bird by boring it, Victor."
Victor had a spasm on the floor and flopped around like a fish. "I think your robot idea is BRILLIANT!" Airica smiled. "I KNOW! Ahhhh! I'll use my boob money to get modified into a robot! TAKE THAT ILLIMINATI AND ELITE!" Victor got up and started to scratch the walls. "Stop. Stop that. What the hell is wrong with you!?" Victor than began to lick the wall, and, midlick, slid down the wall and landing on the floor with a light 'thump.' Airica fell asleep on the couch.
The next morning, Airica woke up with a start, wiping the drool from her face. She had the strangest dream...She looked around and gasped. "FUCKING BIRD STOLE MY T.V!" Which appeared to be true, because her 57 inch television was gone. Her loft was also at a loss, there was bird poop everywhere. The bird enven made a cute little pa
inting of Airica with poop. But she wasn't flattered. "Aw poop, it was HD too. Now what am I gonna watch porn on?" Airica shot a look at Victor. "Pr0n!
??" She started yelling obscenities as Victor went to the window that they found the bird at. Airica's T.V. was smashed on the first floor, and the pigeon was lying on top of it. Victor decided not to let Airica know the birds whereabouts, because he didn't want to get fed pigeons. Especially pigeons that got high.