Hero?
Villain?
There are
many villains in this world, and there are just as many people who claim to be
heroes but are just plain villainous.
Then there are some who just want to do what is right and fair. There are some who want to restore order in a
world of chaos and anarchy.
Jessica
Lasiewicz falls into that latter category.
She’s not
the villainous type who wants domination of IWC. She’s not a hero, either, at least she doesn’t
consider herself to be one. And she isn’t
the type of athlete who seeks after fancy trinkets and gold belts. If she happens upon one during her career,
fine, but she isn’t trying to obtain them.
She only wants to do her job as a competitor and give the best match she
can to her opponents and to the fans.
More importantly,
she wants to do what’s right by the industry.
Jessica
Lasiewicz IS motivated for her match on RIOT against Amanda Blayze, but it isn’t
for reasons you may think. She isn’t
motivated by a desire for revenge against Tina, knowing that she would get a
match against her if she could defeat Blayze.
She isn’t motivated by a desire to win the Queen of the Ring
Championship, for it is but a mere trinket, and she doesn’t need gold to prove
she’s great.
Her motives
are her own but she certainly looks forward to facing Amanda Blayze on
RIOT. She looks forward to defeating
Amanda Blayze on RIOT.
Stay tuned
and found out why…
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Off Camera
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She may have
lost to Vanilla Skyy in the I Quit Match but there are some silver linings for
Marie Annabelle Jones at Upping The Ante.
First of all, she took every ounce of physical abuse Vanilla could dish
out and still she never said I Quit…not to anything physical Vanilla did to
Marie. It took a threat to her agent,
Samantha Hodgson, that caused her to utter those words, becoming the first and
so far only Jones to lose an I Quit Match.
Nevertheless, the show must go on and so does Marie. The young Jones would find happiness and
bliss in beating the holy hell out of Abigail Lindsey with a steel chair. It was quite a brutal beating, leaving
Lindsey lying in a battered heap in the ring.
It was a beating that Silas Mason was sure happy about, because
otherwise he would have been victim of a beating himself courtesy of Abigail
Lindsey. She also got rid of some dead
weight…
…namely,
Samantha Hodgson.
Proud of
herself and happy that she at least can move forward from this disappointing
night, Marie walks with a confident stride back up the ramp after devastating Abigail
with the steel chair assault. She enters
through the curtain to the backstage area and walks down the hall towards her
dressing room area.
At least,
she was until a voice startles her…
“You’re not as smart as you think.”
Marie stops
and blinks several times. “Huh?”
“You heard me.”
“Yeah but…where are you?”
Just then a
hand grabs her and forces her against the wall. “Right here!”
Marie looks
up to see that her sister, Jessica Lasiewicz, has arrived on the scene. Jessica was not booked for tonight and the
two sisters never even saw each other, but Jessica has been here the entire
time, watching the proceedings from afar in an unknown location at the arena,
with her agenda square and solely in her mind, an agenda that has a great deal
to do with Marie.
“You know, you really should stop scaring
the hell out of me.”
“Perhaps someone should scare the hell out
of you more often.”
The eyes of
Jessica Lasiewicz bear down into her soul like flaming daggers. It’s enough to scare and intimidate anyone,
even her own sister Marie who expects no harm to come to her from her own
sister…
And yet
those cold eyes that stare emotionlessly at Marie, that raven black hair that
cascades down her shoulders, it all adds up to an intimidating look presented
by Jessica Lasiewicz. The young Polish
woman is also wearing blue jeans, black boots, and a black hoodie. Not exactly a fashionista, but then again,
Jessica and her father never were known for caring much for fashion; just
comfort.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Marie forces a grin onto her face. She reaches out with one hand and takes her
sister’s hand. “Come on, Marie, let’s go
and get out of here! Let’s grab some
drinks!”
Lasiewicz
jerks her hand away and growls under her breath. “I don’t think you see the seriousness of the situation.”
The Morning
Star once again backs her up against the wall, this time putting her arm to her
throat to keep her there.
“Maybe I need to explain myself further!”
“That would…” Marie gulps “…help!”
This is her
sister she is physically having her way with and yet still Jessica enjoys this
and it is evident by the smirk on her face as she releases Marie and backs up
slightly, giving the redhead room to breath.
The cold eyes remain fixed on the ginger, not letting her go anywhere.
“There’s a war going on, Marie. A war that makes your rivalry with Vanilla
Skyy look like a petty squabble. This is
a war that you had been involved in for a moment until your issue with Skyy
distracted you from it.”
Marie’s face
contorts into a look of pure confusion. “Huh?”
“Don’t play games with me, Marie.” Jessica
remarks, growing more frustrated. “You
know what I am referring to.”
“Um…” she shakes her head “…no, I don’t.”
Jessica
reaches out and grabs Marie by the neck this time. “SIN…IWC…RING ANY BELLS?!”
Normally the
ginger would have replied, and Jessica did expect one, but unfortunately she
cannot talk right now as Jessica has a strong grip around her throat. Eventually Lasiewicz does figure this out…
“Nod if you happen to remember now…” Marie
nods her head, thus Jessica releases her grip “…good. We can continue talking
like adults.”
“Do you promise not to hurt me anymore?!”
Marie asks, rubbing her neck in pain.
“Only if you promise not to play games.”
“Right…”
Jessica
frowns. “Now then, this is war, and you
had chosen your side…the side of SIN.”
“No I was not!” Marie states. “I was a member of The GOOD Movement.”
Lasiewicz
stares blankly at Marie for a moment before a grin forms on her face and she
begins cackling nastily.
“Yeah, right, The GOOD Movement…also known
as SIN’s Bitches.”
“No, I was not! I was…”
Marie stares
down at her feet, at the floor, not wanting to look back up at her sister,
knowing that she was indeed accurate in her appraisal of the situation, that
The GOOD Movement and it’s members truly were associates of SIN.
“…I was their bitch.”
“Good,” Jessica guides her sister’s chin
upwards so that they are again looking eye to eye at one another “acceptance is the first step to recovery.”
“What’s the next step?”
“Making changes in your life and career.”
Jessica remarks definitively.
“Already done!” Marie says as a smile
forms on her face once more. “In fact, I’m
going to fire Samantha Hodgson tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?
Fired?”
Marie nods
her head. “Yeah, she failed me tonight,
proving that she is just a liability. It
is clear that I need better representation, stronger representation, and I know
just the person.”
Jessica
narrows her brow, glaring intensely at her sister. “And who might that be?”
“Does it matter?”
Jessica
approaches Marie, getting close up in her face, so close that Marie can feel
her breathing on her. The intimidation
factor is once again working its magic.
“Yes, it DOES matter, because there are few
people left in this industry that are actually pure and uncorrupted. I need to know who is going to try and
corrupt my sister this time.”
Marie laughs
uneasily, obviously trying to lighten the mood. “No one is trying to corrupt me, Jess!
You worry too much! Besides, isn’t
it my job as the older sister to be worrying about you my little sister, not
the other way around?”
Jessica
smirks. “Maybe so, but in this case I am
worried…however…”
“However…?”
“…I’ll trust your judgment, I won’t press
you any further, but if this new person, your new representation, turns out to
be even worse than Hodgson, then I will destroy them personally, I won’t wait
for you to figure it out for yourself.”
Marie gulps
and then nods her head. “Got it…”
“So…” Jessica’s voice trails off as she
takes a step back and motions to the hallway “…are you still interested in having a few drinks?”
Marie smiles
and nods her head quickly before embracing her sister Jessica. “Yeah…definitely.”
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Marie Jones
On Camera
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I don’t
always understand Jessie. I never
will. That’s because her father has
always been a mystery and she inherited a lot of his character traits. One thing I do know pretty damn well about my
sister makes me almost take pity on Amanda Blayze.
Almost.
Hi there,
Amanda, remember me? I’m the woman you
COULDN’T DEFEAT without outside interference from Vanilla Skyy on YOUR
BEHALF! I’m the woman who was going to
send your ass packing until Vanilla stuck her nose into my business!
That’s fine,
what happened in the past is the past and while one day I will get my chance at
payback, this one right here isn’t about me, it’s about my sister Jessica. She is the one you are fighting on RIOT and
some would say she’s even better than me.
I’m not sure
I’d go that far…I am, after all, The Greatest Jones Ever, but nevertheless, I
think it can be said that Jessica is the most dangerous of the family, because she
not inherited her father’s dangerous character traits, but our mother’s as
well.
She’s two
times as deadly, two times as fierce, and will not stop until you are
completely done for. Unlike me, Jessica has
a dark side, one that she has lately been embracing, one that usually leaves
her opponents lying a bloody heap.
I don’t envy
your position, Amanda, but then again, it’s appropriate for a lying, cheating,
drug addicted whore like yourself to get annihilated by The Morning Star.
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Angelica
Jones
On Camera
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You should
remember me…I am Angelica Jones, current GCW Global Heavyweight Champion, owner
of Pro-Wrestling FRONTIER, and a proud member of Silas World. I am also the matriarch of the Jones
Wrestling Family.
I have three
daughters, two of them are involved in the wrestling industry while one is
still too young to even consider it. The
two that are involved are in IWC right now and you should know them quite well
as they have made quite the impact and turned a few heads.
Marie
Annabelle Jones and Jessica Lasiewicz.
While I do
love my daughters I have to admit that they do not always get along with one
another. They do not always see eye to
eye and do not always agree with how the other handles business. Marie tends to see this industry in a similar
light as I do, as a business and she wants to succeed in it, whereas Jessica
pulls a lot from her father, and yes a little from me, and wants to fight for
what’s right and just.
I consider
myself a realist, Amanda, but Jessica is an idealist. And the thing is, idealists are usually the
most dangerous because they truly believe they can accomplish their goals no
matter what obstacle is set up in front of them.
And Jessica is
not just an idealist. She is also The
Morning Star.
That name
has meant many things to me throughout the years but for you, for RIOT, it will
mean the end of any hopes of you becoming Queen of the Ring and yet another
loss added to a rather mediocre career.
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Jessica
Lasiewicz
On Camera
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I love how
people think they can understand me, I love how people think they know what’s
going on inside of my head. Those people
are all deluded by their won self-worth and arrogant notion that they know
better than anyone else how this business is supposed to be run.
You self-righteous
assholes with your head so far up your ass that you don’t even see the light of
day, you people who think you are so damn intelligent that you know every god
damn thing, you people try to run the lives of professional wrestlers, you try
to mold this industry after your own sick and twisted image.
The ones who
are worse of all are the ones who pretend.
People like
Ba’al, Desmond Drake, and Sinistry, they make no bones about who they are. They are bloodthirsty monsters who need to be
eradicated off the face of this fucking earth but at least they admit it. People like Kloe Masters and Karen McBride…I’m
not even sure we can fully and whole heartedly trust them with this ship we
call IWC.
Karen
McBride has already shown signs of being willing to use her power for her own
benefit, even if she has claimed repentance after the fact. Kloe has tried to be the glorious leader but
she has already insulted and argued with Taylor Cruze, the rightful number one
contender to the world title…hell, rightful world champion…I have to wonder,
once this war is over, if Kloe does win it for the IWC Team, will she turn her
back on the roster and the fans and become no better than Desmond Drake and
Karen McBride?
Those three
individuals…Desmond Drake, Kloe Masters, Karen McBride…they are what’s wrong
with professional wrestling today. They
write the script. They try to tell the
roster what to do, they try to tell the fans who to cheer for and who to boo
and jeer.
That is NOT
what this is about.
This is
about competition, first and foremost, and secondly it is about the fans who pay
damn good money to be entertained and to cheer who they want to hate whoever
the hell they want.
And that’s
partially why I’m here…to restore that balance to the Independent Wrestling
Cartel. There is another reason I’m here
but we can talk about that another time.
I can read
the script and I know what this is supposed to be about. This is the part where I’m supposed to talk
about getting revenge on Tina Valentine, becoming Queen of The Ring Champion,
and achieving both goals by first going through Amanda Blayze.
Am I right?
Too bad, you’re
not going to get that. “Lady Gambit” may
have been one to do as she was told but “The Morning Star” does whatever the
hell she wants. “The Morning Star”
writes her own damn script and IWC had better start getting used to it.
Tina Valentine
is a minor player in this great big game of chess, a game of chess for the very
survival of IWC. In fact, in this game
of chess, mini-hood Tina is just a pawn.
I don’t give a damn about a pawn.
I want to take out the fucking king and queen.
As for the
Queen of the Ring Title, right now there are more important things on my mind
than winning a championship. Oh there
will come a time when I will seek out championship gold, but for right now I’m
busy with other, more pressing matters, and a quest for gold cannot get in my
way. Having to defend gold would
distract me from my real goals.
Oh if given
an opportunity against Tina you had better believe I would kick her ass from
pillar to post and take her championship.
But I’m not interested in her championship. What happened between us, as far as I’m
concerned, is done…
…for now…
…Amanda
Blayze can have that title shot win, lose, or draw. Or hell, if I win you can just give the title
shot to the IWC Dalek for all I care.
But I won’t accept the title shot if I win. So whoever the rule maker is around here,
since that seems to change from day to day, make sure you listen and listen
well…I will NOT accept a Queen of the Ring title shot if I win.
That being
said, I can now focus the rest of my attention to Amanda Blayze…
I have to be
honest and say that I am glad to be facing you.
You, Amanda, are a prime example of exactly what I have just been
talking about. And I don’t mean that in
a negative light, either…
You see,
Amanda, whether you are having to deal with the wild accusations of sleeping
with Orlando Cruze, or more recently the insane notion that you are a drug
addict, or whether you’re getting beat down by Silas World, or Sinistry, or
both at once, you are a prime example of someone who has been abused by this
flawed and corrupt system we find ourselves in, the system run by the three
headed dragon.
I don’t
believe any of the garbage spewed about you, Amanda. Despite my young age, I have been around the
block a time or two. I grew up a family
where not just one but both of my parents were wrestling legends. I grew up watching people screw around with
them and stab them in the back…
….and yes, I
watched them screw around with others and stab others in the back. I learned every dirty trick in the book,
Amanda, because I have seen it all happen from cults to glorified gangs, and megalomaniacal
managers, the shit that morons like Sinistry, Silas World, and others are doing
to you , the games they are playing with you, are not new. They’re copies.
Hell, they’re
not even copies. They’re rejects.
But they are
rejects ruining the sport I love, a sport I assume you love as well. Now maybe I’m wrong and maybe deep down
inside somewhere you are just as bad as them.
So far I never got that idea from you, but nevertheless, if I am wrong
in my judgment of you and if you are just as bad as them, then consider your
personal death warrant signed because I am The Morning Star and I will restore
this industry to what it once was, and if I have to start with you, then so be
it, I will rain down my hell fire upon you first.
I hope that’s
not the case, because I believe you to be a respectable woman and a respectable
athlete who cares about this industry as much as I do. It would make me so happy to start my
own personal crusade in IWC by showing
the braintrust, the puppet masters who
try to pull our strings, what REAL wrestling is all about!
The fans
have been subject week in and week out to gang warfare, gang beat downs,
crucifixions, and so on and so forth that they have been numbed to the
carnage. It would make me happy to step
into the ring with you and remind the fans what a real wrestling match looks
like and to put on a hell of a show for them in the process, because they paid
money for WRESTLING, not gang war that they can see every day of the damn week
on the streets of Chicago.
That’s what
I want our match on RIOT to be, Amanda.
A fight…yes, a fight, but a good, clean fight between two warriors. That’s what I want.
Another
reason I look forward to our match is because I know you can take everything
that I intend to dish out. All of the
submissions, all of the strikes, if it goes hardcore you can still handle that. You are tough as nails and you can handle
anything life throws at you, inside or outside of the ring…
…except two
things…
…if I drop
you on your head with Our Lady of Sorrows, you won’t feel any sorrow because
you will be unconscious for the next ten minutes. In some companies, it’s a wonder that this
move isn’t outlawed, but in IWC, a company where crucifixions are part of the
norm, nearly breaking someone’s damn neck by dropping them on their head is
fucking child’s play and you will NOT get up from it.
Mark my
words.
Then there’s
the other thing you are not prepared for and that is the Four Card Trick. My father made that move famous and he taught
it to me. Few have survived the Four
Card Trick and you, Amanda, will not be one of them if and when I get it locked
in. Once the Four Card Trick is applied
you may as well tap because your luck will have officially run out.
Regardless
of how this goes down, Amanda, I do hope that the hyenas and jackals will stay in
the back and let us settle this, one on one, as professionals, as
competitors. If we can, then this will
be a hell of a fight, a fight to remember.
And IWC, I
promise you that this will only be the beginning…
Dobranoc…
