Post by queenofepicness on Mar 19, 2014 23:07:30 GMT -5
{ We see Bobbinette Carey in the Los Angeles Bloomingdales. She has a small pink purse on her arm as she is wearing a pink business blazer with a matching skirt. The blazer shows a black blouse under it. She has a pair of big sunglasses on with her hair pulled back into a bun with a few loose bangs sweeping across her forehead. She has on a necklace that says EPIC in diamonds across her neck clearly looking as if she fit in naturally around there. She waves to a few people before venturing into the formal gowns. We see a white puff ball running around by her feet. Bobbinette pushes her glasses up on top of her head as she starts looking over the selection of gowns. She bites the side of her lip as she looks at the AQUA fashion line of gowns. She lifts up a sea foam green dress with one strap on the shoulders. She wrinkles her nose.}
Bobbinette: Birthday weekend… The big 34… I can’t believe im almost four years into my thirties…
~She sighs loudly.~
Bobbinette: my 30th was a huge Hollywood bash… A list Stars, friends preforming… It was such an event E! News showed up.
~Her eyes look in a dreamy days to remembering the past. Princess sticks her head out from the clothing wrack breaking Bobbinette from her day dream. She looks down at princess and nods her head.~
Bobbinette: I should be conserned with Black out 2… I did eliminate myself from that match JUST to destroy The Lost Soul. I know I know… It’s not his fault he picked the absolute worst time to come after me.
~She says with a nod. She bends down and picks up Princess under her arm as she looks at her clothing.~
Bobbinette: I had lost to Mario…
~Princess barks and Bobbinette’s eyes widen as she nods her head.~
Bobbinette: That’s what I said! But let’s face it, I will never be done with Mario. You can’t just sweep it under the rug and get over it… Not like I can The Lost Soul. I mean who the firetruck is this dude anyways?
~She asks wrinkling her eyebrows.~
Bobbinette: He came out on probably the worst day ever where I was not menstrual… When it rains it pours. You know anyone else would whine and complain and cry and ask “Why me?”
~She says scratching under Princess’s chin.~
Bobbinette: I know why though… I am a person who has money, who isn’t concerned about titles, who actually cares that the fans get a show. THAT is what a tortured demented person would want to go after, they would want a person who is opposite of them, who loves everything they hate.
~Princess barks.~
Bobbinette: Okay yeah it’s possible that it could be my keen fashion sense. I mean let’s face it I AM the fashionistia of OCW. I mean there are plenty of chicks here with the Hot topic look, and then there’s the business, and the grunge, and the clowns on crack… then there is me. Fashion week’s best customer!
~She says in a matter of fact tone as she walks over to the triple mirrors at the current outfit.~
Bobbinette: I’ve been called hot headed lately… I told Dean how it was, I went after Gavin I could care less about who the backer Gavin is hiding is… I will get my even when time is right. It just so happens that co insides with doing the right thing.
~She says with a little smirk. She moves from the Aqua label to, BCBGMAXAZRIA label. She sees a knee length Candace Cold shoulder Jewel Illusion dress and holds it up to herself. She shakes her head quickly and puts it back.~
Bobbinette: One thing people fail to realize is Bobbinette Carey does not walk away from a fight. In fact she fights even when the odds are against me. I mean look at where I am, no friends here in OCW no buddies to team up, I have stood alone. Some would say under the radar or that I don’t even matter, my money does I do not. Because I haven’t gone after the BIG gold I haven’t made myself the pressense I know I am.
~She walks to another clothing rack with the Adrianna Papell gowns.~
Bobbinette: There’s a reason for that…
~Princess barks with her tail wagging.~
Bobbinette: That’s right, I know if I wanted to I could go after the main belt I could be in the main event every week. But I have allowed others to take the spot light, allowed the young men and women to shine, because I’m far from a selfish woman… I have had my time, and when I want IF I want I will go for which ever title I want. But I’ve got business, which is far more important than any title could be.
~Princess snuggles up to Bobbinette as Bobbinette pulls out a large pink ball gown her eyes widen.~
Bobbinette: OH my gosh HOW EPIC would this be for a birthday dress?! I am the queen of Epicness and more than just a queen for a day. And you are my little Princes-
~Her cell phone rings before she can finish her thought.~
Bobbinette: No I’m not coming home for my birthday Aunt Jen.
~She shakes her head quickly with a sigh.~
Bobbinette: Because it’s not important any more… It hasn’t been important for years… and this is just a year I have a match.
~She wrinkles her eyebrows listening to the voice on the other end.~
Bobbinette: WHY does it Matter if Mario’s birthday is A few days before mine? He is wrestling on the event too! My birthday is just another day I have to prepare, another day I have to show my wrestling abilities to those that pay to come to our events. The fans deserve me to put my all into a match even if the opponent is less then worthy of being in an event much less a street fight match with me.
~You hear the volume increase on the other end of the phone. Bobbinette pulls her ear away from the phone as the woman continues yelling.~
Bobbinette: Aunt Jen! Aunt Jen!
~She notices people are looking at her as the screams of an irate woman can be heard from her cell phone. She looks around hanging back up the dress and exiting the store.~
Bobbinette: Aunt Jen! Calm down! The street fight was my idea!
~These words obviously did not help because the woman yells even louder. Bobbinette rolls her eyes.~
Bobbinette: I’ve been in street fights before. I will make sure my Limo isn’t around for it. But The Lost Soul is the one who should be worried. I need someone to take out my frustration on, with everything that is happening in this company I need someone to make pay. He started it and came after me and you can believe I’m going to finish this! It is in my blood to not let something go. So The Lost soul is in for a battle, because a Carey doesn’t just roll over in a fight. Now if you will excuse me Aunt Jen I have a dress to go by for after the match when I celebrate.
{She hangs up the phone quickly with a stern look in her eye. She walks back into the store and grabs the pink ML Monique Lhuillier Gown in her size. She doesn’t try it on and walks to the cash register she doesn’t look at the price nor does she care as she the dress is over $700 for a dress for the night after black out 2. She smiles as they put it in a dress bag and walks out of the store with princess in her arm and the dress in the other arm. As she walks outside her white limo with Pink trim pulls up. Bobbinette smiles as the returned Alton exit’s the limo in his chauffer outfit. His hand is now in a light bandage and he looks tanned after his vacation. He opens the door for Bobbinette and princess to enter the car as he takes her dress setting it in the trunk. They pull away headed back to her house in the hills.}
Bobbinette: Birthday weekend… The big 34… I can’t believe im almost four years into my thirties…
~She sighs loudly.~
Bobbinette: my 30th was a huge Hollywood bash… A list Stars, friends preforming… It was such an event E! News showed up.
~Her eyes look in a dreamy days to remembering the past. Princess sticks her head out from the clothing wrack breaking Bobbinette from her day dream. She looks down at princess and nods her head.~
Bobbinette: I should be conserned with Black out 2… I did eliminate myself from that match JUST to destroy The Lost Soul. I know I know… It’s not his fault he picked the absolute worst time to come after me.
~She says with a nod. She bends down and picks up Princess under her arm as she looks at her clothing.~
Bobbinette: I had lost to Mario…
~Princess barks and Bobbinette’s eyes widen as she nods her head.~
Bobbinette: That’s what I said! But let’s face it, I will never be done with Mario. You can’t just sweep it under the rug and get over it… Not like I can The Lost Soul. I mean who the firetruck is this dude anyways?
~She asks wrinkling her eyebrows.~
Bobbinette: He came out on probably the worst day ever where I was not menstrual… When it rains it pours. You know anyone else would whine and complain and cry and ask “Why me?”
~She says scratching under Princess’s chin.~
Bobbinette: I know why though… I am a person who has money, who isn’t concerned about titles, who actually cares that the fans get a show. THAT is what a tortured demented person would want to go after, they would want a person who is opposite of them, who loves everything they hate.
~Princess barks.~
Bobbinette: Okay yeah it’s possible that it could be my keen fashion sense. I mean let’s face it I AM the fashionistia of OCW. I mean there are plenty of chicks here with the Hot topic look, and then there’s the business, and the grunge, and the clowns on crack… then there is me. Fashion week’s best customer!
~She says in a matter of fact tone as she walks over to the triple mirrors at the current outfit.~
Bobbinette: I’ve been called hot headed lately… I told Dean how it was, I went after Gavin I could care less about who the backer Gavin is hiding is… I will get my even when time is right. It just so happens that co insides with doing the right thing.
~She says with a little smirk. She moves from the Aqua label to, BCBGMAXAZRIA label. She sees a knee length Candace Cold shoulder Jewel Illusion dress and holds it up to herself. She shakes her head quickly and puts it back.~
Bobbinette: One thing people fail to realize is Bobbinette Carey does not walk away from a fight. In fact she fights even when the odds are against me. I mean look at where I am, no friends here in OCW no buddies to team up, I have stood alone. Some would say under the radar or that I don’t even matter, my money does I do not. Because I haven’t gone after the BIG gold I haven’t made myself the pressense I know I am.
~She walks to another clothing rack with the Adrianna Papell gowns.~
Bobbinette: There’s a reason for that…
~Princess barks with her tail wagging.~
Bobbinette: That’s right, I know if I wanted to I could go after the main belt I could be in the main event every week. But I have allowed others to take the spot light, allowed the young men and women to shine, because I’m far from a selfish woman… I have had my time, and when I want IF I want I will go for which ever title I want. But I’ve got business, which is far more important than any title could be.
~Princess snuggles up to Bobbinette as Bobbinette pulls out a large pink ball gown her eyes widen.~
Bobbinette: OH my gosh HOW EPIC would this be for a birthday dress?! I am the queen of Epicness and more than just a queen for a day. And you are my little Princes-
~Her cell phone rings before she can finish her thought.~
Bobbinette: No I’m not coming home for my birthday Aunt Jen.
~She shakes her head quickly with a sigh.~
Bobbinette: Because it’s not important any more… It hasn’t been important for years… and this is just a year I have a match.
~She wrinkles her eyebrows listening to the voice on the other end.~
Bobbinette: WHY does it Matter if Mario’s birthday is A few days before mine? He is wrestling on the event too! My birthday is just another day I have to prepare, another day I have to show my wrestling abilities to those that pay to come to our events. The fans deserve me to put my all into a match even if the opponent is less then worthy of being in an event much less a street fight match with me.
~You hear the volume increase on the other end of the phone. Bobbinette pulls her ear away from the phone as the woman continues yelling.~
Bobbinette: Aunt Jen! Aunt Jen!
~She notices people are looking at her as the screams of an irate woman can be heard from her cell phone. She looks around hanging back up the dress and exiting the store.~
Bobbinette: Aunt Jen! Calm down! The street fight was my idea!
~These words obviously did not help because the woman yells even louder. Bobbinette rolls her eyes.~
Bobbinette: I’ve been in street fights before. I will make sure my Limo isn’t around for it. But The Lost Soul is the one who should be worried. I need someone to take out my frustration on, with everything that is happening in this company I need someone to make pay. He started it and came after me and you can believe I’m going to finish this! It is in my blood to not let something go. So The Lost soul is in for a battle, because a Carey doesn’t just roll over in a fight. Now if you will excuse me Aunt Jen I have a dress to go by for after the match when I celebrate.
{She hangs up the phone quickly with a stern look in her eye. She walks back into the store and grabs the pink ML Monique Lhuillier Gown in her size. She doesn’t try it on and walks to the cash register she doesn’t look at the price nor does she care as she the dress is over $700 for a dress for the night after black out 2. She smiles as they put it in a dress bag and walks out of the store with princess in her arm and the dress in the other arm. As she walks outside her white limo with Pink trim pulls up. Bobbinette smiles as the returned Alton exit’s the limo in his chauffer outfit. His hand is now in a light bandage and he looks tanned after his vacation. He opens the door for Bobbinette and princess to enter the car as he takes her dress setting it in the trunk. They pull away headed back to her house in the hills.}