Post by Niobe 'Nightmare' Martin on Apr 21, 2013 23:32:42 GMT -4
The sun shone brightly in the sky, bathing the whole area in a cheery sort of warmth that only this part of the world can enjoy on a daily basis. People ran about on the beach, chattering in the local language, laughing and playing volleyball, parents chasing after kids, teenagers enjoying their day off from school, and people frolicking in the cool water. Another pair of footsteps, clad in open toed sandles, made their way down the beach, slowly and methodically as if the bearer was taking their time to enjoy the sights and smells that surrounded this place. Eyes would flick to this person for a brief moment, taking in what they were wearing and what they had on them. Men would look in appreciation, talking about this person. Women would just stare, smile, or continue to talk as if the person didn’t exist.
A smile graced her face as she adjusted her sunglasses on her face, the camera panning up the legs to the face of Niobe Martin, strolling her way down the beach to an empty spot right in the middle. She stopped right there and stared out at the ocean, taking in its view, thinking how much the water color differed here than in other parts of the world. Here it was blue-gray, but in other places it was as blue as the sky. She longed to see those waters one day. When she was done, she swiveled back around on her heels and set her stuff down, laying out the black beach towel with blue flowers sewn into it, pitching the umbrella she had brought along just behind it as she sat down with a small sigh, peeling off her sandals and tossing them aside. She glanced to the sky again, watching a few stray clouds lazily float on by. It made her think of home then, how spring was a bit late this year. There had been a random snowstorm that had dumped a few feet of snow in her hometown, no doubt angrying the locals who were more eager to see the green grass instead of a bunch of snow again. At least she didn’t have to worry about shoveling her own front yard. That would have been a pain.
Instead she was in beautiful Buenos Aires, Argentina, soaking up the sun and enjoying a little free time on the beach. A hand extended and turned on the small boombox she had brought with as well, wanting to blare some kind of heavy metal music for everyone on the beach to hear. Maybe some old school Motley Crue should do it. So she pushed play and pushed the forward button, skipping ahead to the song she was looking for. A smile graced her face as the opening guitar riff started to play, garnering her a few strange looks from the people at the beach. All she gave back in response was a smile that basically said ‘There’s no rule to playing this music, and I don’t care what you people think. This is what gets me in the mood to fight is this stuff.’
Sadly and conspicuously absent from her side was her current love interest and boyfriend, APW Meltdown star Tommy Knoxville. She glanced off to the side as if she expected his muscled form and good looking face to be right there as she glanced, but she knew in the back of her head that he wouldn’t be. Oh he was in Buenos Aires, just like herself, but was off in another part of the city getting ready for the nights events. Something about ‘food’ and ‘working out’ had come up in a recent conversation of theirs and Niobe had went along with it, only telling him to be careful and that she would see him later. Since their relationship had been revealed to the public, fans had been going crazy over the new couple coming from the APW. They had even went so far as to pin the duo with a nickname, one that made Niobe smile and laugh all at once.
Nightmareville.
She found it interesting, yet fitting all at once. It made her think of a horror movie or one of those zombie flicks she had seen recently. They would make sure to live up to its name and put everyone that crossed their paths through Nightmareville and make sure that no one left under their own power. What people were really talking about was what happened at the end of Meltdown last week, between herself, Tommy Knoxville, Buckson Gooch, and Tyler Harrison. More so what happened to Tommy’s now former tag partner Gooch. Tommy had laid out that pitiful excuse of a referee Tyler, another puppet of Sienna’s and had a hand in helping him with good ol’ Gooch boy. Yeah she had given him a punch to the crotch, but that had been all part of the plan.
At least that was what he had told her on the way up the ramp after her match. Niobe wasn’t going to go into the nitty gritty of what was said, but that Buckson’s name was mentioned and that things were going to change for them and the tag title division for sure. Niobe smiled and agreed to it. She didn’t find out about Sienna’s little ‘stipulation’ until way later that night, way after all the fun and excitement had died down. Niobe had laughed at that. That woman was bound and determined to try and make her life hell. She wouldn’t have gone down anyway. Risking her career wasn’t on her list of things to do right at the moment. At least she was free to do what she pleased again, all with Tommy by her side in this. It was only right, if Jake Titan got to drag Tyler Harrison down to the ring with him, then she should be able to choose her partner. And who better than her boyfriend, Tommy? He was the only one she would trust at her side.
”Christ things have been getting crazy as of late. At least I’m doing something a lot more…stimulating than playing with a fake plastic doll. Yes, things with the Gooch were essentially planned last week. I’m not going to go into details, and I’m sure that Buckson has a lot to say to Tommy and myself about why things were done. Why he was…suddenly booted out of the tag team picture. That will all be explained in due time. If Buckson wants an answer from the both of us, he knows where to find us. We’d be glad to explain everything to him. I would just be careful about turning his back again, unless he wants another shot to the crotch again. I wouldn’t mind doing it, just saying.
I’m actually quite glad to have Tommy by my side right now. He’s a good man, and a good influence in my life. Jake Titan has no idea who Tommy really is, and his perception of Tommy is rather skewed in the worst way possible. At least he has some common decency Jake to not play with fake people like those girls you hang around with. Good lord find yourself a woman with some substance.
The odds of us joining Foul Play are about a zillion to one. I wouldn’t even dream of asking either of those guys if we could join if they were the last two in the tag division. Tommy and I have bigger dreams to aspire to, since you were so curious. But if you were interested in joining with them, I could pass a word along to them about acquiring your…services. They could use an errand boy. That’s all you’re good for.
As for me, there’s nothing fake or even pornographic about me. Learn my name, learn what it means before you open up your mouth and start spewing crap. My..skills in the bedroom are none of your business, but suffice to say I know how to work a stick shift better than most of the women you’ve been with. When’s the last time your woman touched yours? When the space shuttle blew up? What was that…years ago?
If you’ve seen me in the ring, great. Because you know what I can do and what’s coming for you when we meet. My moves aren’t for shit, they are the shit that gets your teeth kicked in and a foot upside your head. And as far as being a bitch, yes I am a bitch. But this bitch knows how to get things done in the ring. So I hope to god you know what you’ve gotten yourself into, Jake, because you won’t be getting out of this one. Tyler sure as hell isn’t going to help you, neither is your woman or your daughter. You’re on your own, buddy.
Get ready for the Nightmare.”
