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Off Camera
Scene 1
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Sunlight
streams in from the window, striking Marie Annabelle Jones’s face as she lies
down in her Queen sized bed in her hotel room in Barcelona, Spain. Marie slowly blinks herself awake and stares
into the sunlight with a warm smile upon her face. In the past the sunlight would be an
unwelcome visitor but lately, the sunlight has come to represent how much
better young Marie’s life has been looking.
Despite an
assault at the hands of a few thugs in Boston, Massachusetts, despite the fears
of potential repercussions on behalf of the Russian Mafia which seem to be targeting
Marie’s mother and aunt over in SCW, despite those potential issues that have
arisen lately, there is still one issue that overpowers them all and has given
young Marie new reason to hope and new reason to be happy…
…her
boyfriend, Arthur Pond, recently proposed.
Being
someone’s wife has been Marie’s goal for a very long time. It has been her goal, really, ever since she
gave birth to her only son, Sean Connor Jones.
The birth father was nonexistent, as Sean was the child of a
rapist. Despite the circumstances
surrounding Sean’s conception, Marie never wanted to abort him. She decided to raise her son Sean, despite
what society may tell her is right or wrong about it. The problem all along has been the fact that
Sean never had a father figure in his life.
Already he is several years old and still has no father figure. Granted, many have grown up to live full and complete
life having only been raised by a mother.
Marie, herself, grew up without a father, considering her own father,
Sean Williams, died while she was still very young. Though Marie never wanted to take that risk
with her son. She wanted him to have a
normal life. She did not want him to
have to endure what she endured growing up.
There were
several men in her life but all of them were failures. Some dumped her, some never really cared
about her as anything but eye candy, and still others were abusive towards her
and she had to dump them. It got to the point
that Marie began to give up hope on finding Mr. Right, the man she thought would
be good not only for her but for her son Sean as well.
Just as she
was about to give up hope, Arthur Pond came along.
Arthur
seemed to be the perfect gentlemen around Marie. He never raised his voice or his fist like
some of her previous boyfriends, he cared about her not just for her looks but
for her personality and who she was on the inside, and the most important thing
is that he truly enjoyed being with her son Sean. Arthur and Sean seemed to get along great
with one another. In fact, Arthur was
like a natural as a father. And now,
with the proposal being made, he very well could end up being the step-father
of Sean Connor Jones and the husband to Marie Annabelle Jones.
Marie’s
wrestling career is on the uptick as well.
Marie Annabelle Jones recovered from an injury to become World Tag Team
Champions alongside her best friend Sophie James. The newly former tag team of Ginger Nation
would dominate the IWC ranks until Uprising broke off to create the Uprising
Wrestling Alliance where Marie and Sophie would continue to prosper as the
dominant team of the UWA.
The Crown
Jewel of Professional Wrestling would further illustrate how much of an impact
she can still have upon the sport by entering the Last Stand Rumble and, while
she did not win the rumble itself, she did end up lasting almost an hour in the
match.
Now Marie is
prepared to take on a new challenge in the form of a lethal lottery style tag
tournament. The lottery was good to
Marie, as she gets former world champion Willow Wilkes for a tag team
partner. The talent and ability of
Wilkes is unquestioned, so with a former world champion in her corner, Marie is
confident that they can go all the way and win this tournament and get the
reward that comes with it…
…a shot at the
UWA World Championship in the main event of Olympus.
Jones is
full of hope and optimism in recent weeks, so much so that it would take a
crisis of extreme proportions to bring her down from the high she is currently
on. That much is evident from the wide
warm smile upon her face as she throws the cover off and sits up, revealing
herself in black lace panties, matching lace bra, and sheer nylon
stockings. She swings her nylon covered
legs over the edge of the bed and stretches out before standing up…
“My, my, my, don’t you look sexy!”
She is
startled and turns around quickly to spy her devious, deceptive half-sister,
the sociopathic twin, Kimberly Williams standing there dressed in matching
lingerie. In fact, even the hair color
matches as Kimberly just recently dyed her hair red to match Marie’s. They literally cannot be told apart right
now.
“Kimberly!
What the hell are you doing here?!”
“Now is that any way to greet your favorite
sister?”
Kimberly
walks over to Marie. She grabs her by
the head, pulls her in, and plants a kiss on her lips.
“Now THAT’S how you greet your sister…especially
if you’re a fan of the movie Deliverance!”
Marie
quickly uses her hands to wipe her lips of Kim’s germs.
“Kimberly, please…”
“What’s wrong? Not into incest?”
Marie
shudders at the thought.
“No, I am NOT into incest! And I’m also not into you breaking into my
hotel room!”
“I didn’t break in. The nice man downstairs at the main desk gave
me a key. I told him I was Marie
Annabelle Jones and he believed me.”
Kimberly strikes
a pose.
“It’s hard to argue that fact, right babe?”
Marie can’t
argue with that. But at the same time
she wishes Kimberly wouldn’t do that.
Kimberly once before had Marie kidnapped while she took Marie’s place in
her life. Events such as those are the
reason why it has been difficult at times for Marie to trust Kimberly, but
still they talk, still they work together.
They are still helping one another because, as Kimberly as said, she
wants to try to make amends for what she has done to Marie in the past. She wants to be a friend and a true sister to
Marie. The question in Marie’s mind is,
how much of a friend can a sociopath really be?
Kimberly is an admitted and certified sociopath. A fact Marie has no problem bringing to her
attention…
“Yeah, I wish you wouldn’t do that.”
“But it’s fun!”
“It may seem fun to you but to the rest of
the world its crazy and its dangerous and you should stop.”
Kimberly
playfully stomps her foot, feigning a childish tantrum as she folds her arms
over her chest and pretends to pout.
“You are such a party pooper!”
Marie rolls
her eyes.
“Party pooper, Kim? Really?”
“Yes, you are a party pooper, especially
considering the fact that I came here to help you.”
Marie frowns.
“Help me?
You’re here to help me?”
“Yes, I’m here to help.”
Jones sighs
and shakes her head.
“Kimberly, this is proof positive of how
sick in the head you still are. Only a
sociopath would believe that stealing my identity so that you could break into
my hotel room is a way of helping me.”
Kimberly
grins knowingly.
“You haven’t even heard me out yet.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“I mean I have some very interesting
information, information that could blow your life wide open.”
Marie tilts
her head to one side.
“What…”
Kimberly
walks over to Marie and gently takes her by the arm. She leads her to the bed and together they
sit down on the edge of the bed.
“You may want to sit down for this, sweetie.”
“Ok, ok, what is it? What did you come here to say?”
“I have a particular set of skills, skills
that make me a nightmare for people like you…”
Marie
furrows her brow with confusion as she continues to listen to Kim.
“…if you let my daughter go now, that will
be the end of it…”
“Uh, Kim…”
“…but if you don’t, I will find you and I
will kill you!”
“KIM!”
Kimberly
blinks several times, stunned at Marie shouting at her.
“What?”
“You were quoting Liam Neeson.”
Kimberly
holds her hand over her mouth.
“Oops, my mistake!”
Marie rears back
and slaps Kimberly across her face.
“Get a grip!
I need you be serious because if this is a legitimate concern then I
want to know!”
A part of
the leader of the ginger nation doesn’t want to hear it. Her life has been excellent so far and she
doesn’t want to risk anything. But then
another side of her needs to know.
Another side of her realizes that she has to know what this is, because
Kimberly Williams, as psychotic as she may be, has been pretty reliable lately
with her information, and if this information will blow Marie’s life wide open,
then it indeed will blow her life wide open.
“It’s a real juicy one, Marie, one I found
out while I was visiting my psychiatrist, that hunk Dr. Jimmy!”
Marie
frowns.
“You really shouldn’t be speaking of your
psychiatrist like that, Kim.”
“Oh but it’s true! And that’s just with clothes on, want me to
tell you what he looks like without clothes?”
“KIM!”
Williams
giggles hysterically.
“Oh you are fun, Marie! You really are!”
“Why the hell are you doing that…with him…?!”
Kimberly
shrugs.
“Because I can?”
Marie slaps
her forehead.
“Oh geez…”
“But I can find out such fun facts due to
our close relationship. Facts such as
extra information on one of his patients…”
“Kimberly, I don’t care about his other
patients.”
“Not even if one of those patients was named
Arthur Pond?”
Marie frowns
as she stares at Kimberly, studying her intensely.
“Arthur?
As in MY Arthur?”
Kimberly
nods her head.
“Yup, YOUR Arthur!”
She touches
Marie on the nose.
“Your Arthur is seeing a psychiatrist! Now I can’t tell you why, I just know he has
been on Dr. Jimmy’s caseload for awhile now.”
Marie stares
off in the distance.
“…Kimberly…
“Yes?”
“I need you to leave.”
“Why?”
“Arthur is coming back soon with
breakfast. I plan on confronting him
about this.”
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Off Camera
Scene 2
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Arthur Pond
is whistling happily as he walks down the hall of the hotel with a bag of
McDonalds food in one hand and a key card for his and Marie’s hotel room in the
other. He hasn’t been to Barcelona
before, but that’s the brilliant part of dating a professional wrestler like
Marie Annabelle Jones. He gets to see
the sights of not just the nation but the entire world when the company goes on
tour, such as the European tour the UWA is currently on.
He never was
interested in professional wrestling until he started dating Jones. Then he grew seriously interested in the
sport, for no longer was that just some faceless celebrity competing out there in
the ring. Now it was his girlfriend, the
love of his life, putting her body at risk week in and week out. He made it a point to study the sport and get
to know it.
Arthur knows
how important wrestling is to Marie. He
knows how badly she wants to become world champion again and he knows that she
very well could get that opportunity on this Barcelona trip on Outbreak 2 in
this tag team tournament. As long as
Marie and her partner for the tournament, a wrestler named Willow Wilkes, can
get along, then they have a good shot of winning the whole tournament and the
winning team will both get world title shots.
Arthur hopes that Marie and Willow can pull it off. He really wants to see Marie have a chance to
fulfill her dream. He wants her to be
happy.
He
approaches the hotel room door and places the key card in. There is a clicking noise signaling the door
unlocking. He pushes it open and then
walks in. He finds Marie sitting cross
legged on the edge of the Queen sized bed.
“Hi there, beautiful!”
He doesn’t
seem to notice the scowl on her face as he kisses her on the forehead. He then walks over and places the bag on the nearby
table. He reaches in and pulls a
sandwich out…
“Bacon, egg, and cheese biscuit for me…”
He pulls
another biscuit out…
“Sausage biscuit for you…”
It’s at the
point that he finally notices the scowl on Marie’s face. Arthur studies her for a moment, looking at
her with concern.
“Uh, Marie?
What’s wrong?”
“I am glad you finally asked.”
Marie hops
up off of the bed and storms over to Arthur, getting up in his face. Arthur is
worried now. He hasn’t seen her like
this before. She is really angry.
“When were you going to tell me?”
“Tell you what…?”
“My sister told me all about it.”
“About what?”
Marie laughs
sarcastically.
“Relationships should be about total honesty
and yet you haven’t been honest with me.”
Arthur
places his hands on her shoulders.
“What are you talking about? I HAVE been honest with you?!”
“Really?
Then why didn’t you tell me you have been regularly seeing a
psychiatrist for several years now?!”
Arthur
lowers his head in shame.
“Follow me…”
He takes her
by the hand and guides her back to the bed where they sit down. He shakes his head.
“Yes, I am seeing a psychiatrist, and I have
been for several years. That’s
true. And I hid it not because you have anything
to fear but because I was ashamed.”
“Ashamed of what?”
“Marie, this wasn’t just something run of
the mill, this wasn’t something simple.
I was committed for awhile.”
Marie’s eyes
grow wide as the revelation of what Arthur just said hit her.
“Oh…”
“I had an extreme form of dissociative
identity disorder.”
“Multiple personalities?”
He nods his
head.
“Yeah, that one…”
His voice
trails off as he tries to regain his composure.
“…eventually, with help from medication,
with help from a psychiatrist, I got better.
I still have to see the psychiatrist every so often in order to make
sure I don’t have a relapse. But still,
the fact is that I did spend time in an asylum and I was worried…”
He shakes
his head.
“…I was worried you wouldn’t want to be with
a nutcase.”
“Oh, Arthur…”
Marie takes
his hand and squeezes it tightly.
“…my mother spent time in an asylum. You should’ve just come to me, I would have
understood.”
“So you’re not mad? You’re not ashamed to be marrying a maniac?”
Marie kisses
him on his cheek.
“You’re not a maniac and yes, I still plan
on marrying you.”
Marie and
Arthur embrace in a tight hug. The look
on Marie’s face tells the story of a woman who is relieved that the deep secret
Kimberly had was not really as bad as she thought it might be, this is the look
of a woman who is still looking forward to her wedding day. But the look on Arthur’s face is
different. Arthur looks nervous and
concerned, perhaps concerned that he may one day have a relapse, and that
relapse happen around Marie. Is he
really better?
He isn’t quite
so sure.
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On Camera
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We open with
an overhead shot of Camp Nou, the largest stadium in Europe. The green artificial turf is already
installed as it appears a game of what Americans would prefer to call “soccer”
is about to be played. Next we cut to a
view of the field where we see the redheaded vixen known as Marie Annabelle
Jones standing in the center wearing black pants, black boots, a red top, and a
black leather jacket. Her long gorgeous
red hair hangs unrestrained to shoulder length.
Next to her is Sophie James, the other half of the Ginger Nation and the
other half of the UWA World Tag Team Champions.
“Ladies and gentlemen! In a matter of days now you will see me, THE
CROWN JEWEL OF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING, completely dominate the field on
Outbreak 2! You will witness as I
overrun the pretenders and even carry a former world champion on MY shoulders to
victory and an eventual number one contender’s spot for the UWA World
Championship! I am Marie Annabelle Jo…”
“NO! NO! NO!”
The two
women turn their attention to the right in time to see what appears to be
another Marie Annabelle Jones walking into the scene. This Marie is wearing a black blouse and a flirty red skirt covered in sheer lace that
falls below the lining for some extra tease, the skirt itself touches at the
knee. She is perched atop black high
heeled pumps. Her long red hair is also
unrestrained to just below the shoulders.
“Kimberly, this is MY promo time…”
The woman
dressed all in black was not Marie after all, as it turns out it was Kimberly
Williams all along, Marie’s twin sister.
Kimberly rolls her eyes.
“Oh come on, Marie! I was just doing you a favor.”
“How exactly?”
“By shooting the promo for you. Trash talking isn’t that hard. I can do that while you do the boring training
crap.”
Marie shakes
her head vehemently.
“No, that’s not how this works, that’s not
how any of this works.”
“So what do you want us to do?”
Sophie asks
this while grinning with mischief in her eyes.
Marie just shrugs her shoulders.
“I don’t care, really, just get Kim and go
away for a moment while I finish this.
Ok?”
Sophie and
Kim exchange knowing looks before turning back to Marie and nodding their heads
in unison.
“Sure!”
“We’ll just be over there…”
Kimberly and
Sophie exit stage left, leaving Marie Jones alone in the center of the field. After regaining her composure, the next
generation of the famous Jones Wrestling Family turns to face the camera and
smiles proudly.
“Welcome Camp Nou, the home of the Football
Club Barcelona. This great stadium also
played host to the 1982 FIFA World Cup and the football competition in the 1992
Summer Olympics. Football, or ‘soccer’
as us Americans tend to mistakenly call it, is a favorite sport amongst
Europeans but in a few short days the people of Barcelona will bear witness as
professional wrestling comes to its doorstep.
And that brings me to Last Stand…”
Before Marie
can get any more words out, Sophie and Kimberly come trotting back onto the
field carrying signs. Kimberly carries a
sign that reads “Marie Was Screwed” with “(by Arthur Pond)” written underneath
in smaller lettering. Sophie carries a
sign that reads “We Demand A Recount! Gore Won Florida!”
“…at Last Stand, I…”
Marie turns
around and notices Sophie and Kimberly there with their signs. Immediately she takes Kimberly’s sign and
jerks it out of her hand, tossing it aside.
“No!
I wasn’t screwed at Last Stand nor does the world need to know about
Arthur!”
She turns
and looks over Sophie’s sign and frowns.
“Umm…what
exactly does that have to do with Last Stand?”
“Nothing,
but I found it lying around in Miami and figured I could get some use out of
it.”
Jones sighs
and shakes her head.
“No, no, no…”
She gently
shoves Kimberly and Sophie off screen.
“Not…now…go away…”
Once Sophie
and Kimberly are off scene, Marie returns to the center field and turns to face
the camera again.
“Now then, at Last Stand I was determined to
go all the way because I had a goal in mind and that goal was very simple; I
wanted a one on one UWA World Championship match against Vanilla Skyy. Vanilla
and I have a history but the problem is that each and every time we fought
someone else was involved. We fought in
handicap matches, we fought in triple threat matches, and I even won one of
those encounters, but was it a one on one match?”
Marie shakes
her head.
“No, it wasn’t, and so as far as I’m
concerned it doesn’t count. I want a one
on one match against Vanilla Skyy in order to prove to myself that I can hang in
the ring with one of the best in the business today. All I had to do to get that opportunity was
to win the Last Stand Rumble and I lasted for damn near an hour before being
eliminated. I came so close to getting the job done but I came up short in the
end. But am I giving up hope? Am I giving up on my goal?”
Jones again
shakes her head vehemently.
“I am NOT giving up! I will continue to pursue my goal because I
know if given the opportunity I can beat Vanilla Skyy and become UWA World
Champion. I just need one shot and maybe
I can take one step closer to getting what I want in this lethal lottery style
tag team tournament set up by the UWA.”
Marie uses
her hands to motion towards the stadium.
“This stadium Camp Nou, and Barcelona in
general, is known for hosting great football tournaments such as the FIFI World
Cup and even European Tournaments and the Olympic games, but now it will be
playing host to a new tournament of unique design, especially for professional
wrestlers…”
Unbeknownst
to Marie, Sophie and Kimberly reenter the scene, this time with a “soccer ball”
as American fans would call it. They are
kicking the ball around with their feet and even passing it around with head
shots, as if they were real football players.
“…because…um…”
Marie gets
off focus, for the sound of feet against the ball distracts her. She turns around and sees Sophie and Kimberly
again. Marie places her hands on her
hips and frowns.
“What the hell are you doing?!”
“Practicing, of course!”
“Practicing for what?”
“To be professional soccer players, silly!”
“Uh, Kimberly…”
“Yeah, Sophie?”
“I think they’re called football players.”
Kimberly
shrugs her shoulders.
“Whatever.”
Marie walks
over and snatches the ball away from Kimberly and Sophie. With one mighty heave she throws it as far as
she can…
“GO FETCH!”
Sophie and
Kimberly quickly run after the ball.
Meanwhile Marie smirks with confidence as she turns around towards the
camera to continue her promo.
“As I was saying, this tournament is unique
for professional wrestlers. Wrestlers
are notoriously independent. We want to
do things ourselves and we rarely trust anyone.
The few times we do venture into tag team wrestling it’s because we
chose a partner that we liked whom we could trust. That’s just how it works. It makes sense strategically. You never go to war with someone you can’t
trust. And yet that is exactly the challenge
that UWA has presented the roster with.
If I want to become number one contender, if I want to get a title shot,
I have to trust someone I have teamed with before, I have to trust someone who
has a dangerous history with New Eden, I have to trust someone that, some would
say, is untrustworthy in the form of Willow Wilkes…”
“Hey, Marie!”
Marie turns
to her left and watches as her other sister, Corey Jones, comes walking onto
the scene, dressed in a cheerleading uniform.
Marie rolls her eyes.
“What are you doing here, Corey?”
“I’m here to support you through this random
pairing tag team tournament thingy in UWA!
What else?!”
“Thanks but I’m perfectly fine.”
“I’ll be judge of that. Who is your partner?”
“Willow Wilkes.”
“Oh, you mean Warwick Davis?”
Marie sighs
and shakes her head.
“No, you’re thinking the movie Willow.”
“Oh, so you mean that redhead from Buffy The
Vampire Slayer?”
Again Marie shakes her head.
“No, you’re thinking Willow Rosenberg.”
“Then who are you talking about, sis?”
“It doesn’t matter!”
Marie shoves
Corey off camera.
“Just…go…away!”
Marie
returns to the center of the field and faces the camera again.
“I hope that is the FINAL interruption…now
then, my tag team partner as chosen by a random drawing is Willow Wilkes. And yes, her history with New Eden would be
cause for most to be nervous about her as a tag team partner but the way I look
at it is that we both have a common goal.
She wants to be world champion and so do I but neither one of us will
get there unless we can work together as a cohesive unit and win this
tournament. If she betrays me, she is
costing herself a title shot as well. It’s
called Mutually Assured Destruction, ladies and gentlemen, and with that in
mind I believe I can trust Willow to work with me and win this tournament.”
Jones grins
knowingly.
“But there’s two sides to every coin, isn’t
there? I feel I can trust you, Willow,
but can you trust me? I got some
statistics to prove my case…”
The number
seven flashes upon the screen in the upper right hand corner.
“Seven…I am a seven time world tag team
champion.”
The number
four flashes upon the screen in the upper right hand corner.
“I won those seven championships in four
different companies.”
The number
five flashes upon the screen in the upper right hand corner.
“I won those seven championships in four
different companies with five different partners.”
The number five
disappears.
“You should draw two important conclusions
from this, Willow. First, I can work
with anyone. Second, I am a tag team
specialist. I know how to win in tag
team action. And I know your credentials
in ULW as a former world champion.
Together we can be unstoppable in this tournament.”
Sophie James
comes walking back into the scene, wagging her finger at the camera.
“But don’t you dare think about stealing my
tag partner, bitch!”
“She’s not going to steal me, Sophie.”
“Promise?”
“I promise.”
Marie gently
shoves Sophie off camera.
“Now go find Kim!”
Once Sophie
is off camera, Marie returns to the center of the field and turns to face the
camera.
“Our first round opponents will be Benjamin
Flynn and Gavin Taylor. Gavin, we’re
cohorts in Silverstone International, so in a way its good that at least
someone from Silverstone will advance, but too bad for you because I gotta make
sure its me. I need this title shot,
Gavin. I need it badly. And as for Benjamin, we’ve gone toe to toe
before. You tried alongside Jessica
Wilde to take these belts from me and Sophie and you failed. You and the new Sinistry have tried every
trick in the book and yet you have failed to gain any sort of power within UWA. What makes you think this time will be any
different? Fact is, you’re going against
The Crown Jewel of Professional Wrestling, someone who KNOWS how to defeat you,
and I will continue to defeat you anytime and every time we are across the ring
from one another.”
“As for everyone else, Cassius DeLight and
Katherine Pearson, Kalinda and Lilith Evans, Alana Starr, Julia Braddock or
Danny Darko, possibly even Myra Lynwood, Grace Morningwood and Ethan Von Aaron,
and yes, possibly even Serenity and my own tag team partner Sophie James…at the
end of the day I know what I must do in order to carry my weight and do my part
to help make sure Willow and I advance and win this tournament, because while
defeating these great UWA superstars will be a tough task, I know that the
reward at the end if we can get the job done will be well worth it, because the
winners of this tournament will both be the number one contenders and will both
receive a world title shot at Olympus.”
She holds up
one finger.
“This is just the first step for me. Step one is making sure Willow and I win this
tag tournament and become number one contenders…”
She holds up
a second finger.
“…step two will be when Willow and I go to
Olympus and compete against Vanilla Skyy in a triple threat match for the UWA
World Championship. And WHEN I go on to
win the world championship at Olympus, I can finally move on to step three…”
She holds up
a third finger.
“…because a triple threat at Olympus, while
I will be grateful, is still not what I ultimately want. I want Vanilla Skyy one on one. I have to know I can beat her one on
one. So once Willow and I win this
tournament and then I go on to Olympus and defeat her and Vanilla in the triple
threat to become world champion, I will grant Vanilla an immediate one on one rematch
and finally get the match I have wanted for a very long time. And the journey begins right here in
Barcelona…”
The camera
fades to black.
