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Promo; RP 41
Topic Started: Oct 12 2006, 10:12 PM (25 Views)
Angel
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[dohtml] <p align="center"><font color="#808080">&gt; Scene opens with Angel in her
garage in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania working on a truck. One of her workers is
watching, either making sure she does it right, or learning something. Who
knows. He turns and spots the camera. He smirks and says something low to
Angel who turns her head. &lt;</font><p align="center">
<font color="#CC3300">
<b>Angel:</b> Come on in...</font><p align="center">
<font color="#808080">&gt; The crew enters as Angel continues to do her
work. She finally finishes and then looks at the camera. Angel walks to the
sinks and begins to scrub her hands. &lt;</font><p align="center">
<font color="#CC3300">
<b>Angel:</b> Well it has been a while since you have seen me here. It has
also been a while since Ethan and I teamed up together. The last time we
did.. We won. This time we have Phil Castle on our side. Making us even more
unstoppable. You see Justine you may have gotten the upper hand on me last
Thursday. That won't happen this time. When I am not in that ring.. I'll be
watching you. </font><p align="center">
<font color="#808080">&gt; Angel dries her hands off and then shuts the water
off. Angel then walks into her house.
&lt;</font><p align="center">
<font color="#CC3300" face="Times New Roman"><b>Angel:</b> So what if you
can wrestle now. Guess what bitch? So can I. You just started and you are
already yesterday's news. You are known as Ethan's Ex and Jason's blow up
doll. Yeah. You think I'm joking. When you and Crypt stand side by side
there will be a wind tunnel at ring side. </font></p>
</font><font color="#808080">
<p align="center"><font face="Times New Roman">&gt; Angel grins and grabs a
bottle of water as her brother Gino and this other girl (<i>picture Michelle
Rodriguez</i>) discuss wedding plans. Angel looks over towards them and then
walks out onto her deck. &lt;</font></p>
</font>
<p align="center"><font face="Times New Roman" color="#CC3300"><b>Angel: </b>
Justine you say I made Ethan soft? I have done the exact opposite. I have
made him more of a man. You turned him into someone who thought he needed
you. Wrong. He needs you like he needs a bullet in the head. And we all know
he does not need that. Maybe you do. Face it Justine. You are so jealous.
You can not face the fact that Ethan has moved on. Your biological clock is
ticking. TICK! TOCK! Yet there is no one who wants to settle down with you.
Does that not tell you anything?</font></p>
<p align="center"><font face="Times New Roman" color="#808080">&gt; Angel
laughs a bit. Then she rolls her eyes. &lt;</font></p>
<p align="center">
<left><font face="Times New Roman" color="#CC3300"><b>Angel:</b> Now moving
onto some more trash. Crypt. You got lucky that Justine was there. Otherwise
that title would be mine. That's right blonde. Mine .I am sure your little
boy toy will tell you otherwise. I am sure you will think that you are the
greatest thing on earth. I got news for you. You're not. None of us are to
be honest with you. However you walk that&nbsp; fine line between trashy and
desperate. Justine has crossed it. Ain't that right Jason?</font></left></p>
<p align="center">
<font color="#808080"><font face="Times New Roman">&gt; Angel smirks. </font>&lt;</font><left></left><font color="#808080"></font></font></p>
<p align="center">
<font color="#CC3300"><b>Angel: </b>What? You thought I could forget a big
mouth like yours? Not if I was deaf. You have this voice that can make a
plant shrivel up and die. You make my skin crawl. Tell me. How does it feel
picking up after Ethan? Do his leftovers taste good? Did you know that while
you were nailing Justine she was thinking about Ethan. Not you Jason. ETHAN.
You are nothing to her. Justine thinks she can make Ethan jealous by
parading around you. Well, someday that girl will learn that Ethan no longer
cares for her. He no longer wants anything to do with her. Justine may be
the first old dog to learn new tricks.</font></p>
<p align="center">
<font color="#808080"><font face="Times New Roman">&gt; Angel smirks slightly
and sits down on one of her patio chairs.</font> &lt;</font><left></left><font color="#808080"></font></font></p>
<p align="center">
<font color="#CC3300"><b>Angel:</b> Speaking of old dogs... Slider. You have
got to be the only man in the NLCW who is whipped by his girl. Crypt can't
be that good. I mean she is with you. I realized that the both of you are
undefeated. Slider has five wins and Crypt has four. Though neither one
compares to the wins Ethan has. Twenty-two. Can either of you count that
high? What about to nine? That is how many wins Phil Castle has. I only have
six. I doubt you two can't get past five. Counting on your fingers don't
count.</font></p>
<p align="center">
<font color="#808080"><font face="Times New Roman">&gt; </font>Angel rises and
walks back to the house. Angel sits down on her couch and turns her TV on.&lt;</font><left></left><font color="#808080"></font></font></p>
<p align="center">
<font color="#CC3300"><b>Angel:</b> Tell you guys what. I am gonna sit here
and watch your matches. Then head to Ethan's. Trust me I have the time to do
so. That is only nine matches. Yesterday I watched all of Jason's. Now that
took some time. But don't you kids worry. I'll be looking for any weak spots
you guys have. </font></p>
<p align="center">
<font color="#808080"><font face="Times New Roman">&gt; Angel leans back into
the couch.</font> &lt;</font><left></left><font color="#808080"></font></font></p>
<p align="center">
<font color="#CC3300"><b>Angel: </b>You know what would go good with this
right now? </font></p>
<p align="center">
<font color="#808080"><font face="Times New Roman">&gt; Angel mock blinks.</font> &lt;</font><left></left></font></p>
<p align="center">
<font color="#CC3300"><b>Angel:</b> No not a blow job. Crypt, you and
Justine need to think about other things...... Pizza and beer.</font></p>
<p align="center">
<font color="#808080"><font face="Times New Roman">&gt; Angel smirks and stands
walking to the kitchen. Angel pauses and looks at the camera. </font>&nbsp;&lt;</font><left></left><font color="#808080"></font></font></p>
<p align="center">
<font color="#CC3300"><b>Angel:</b> See you guys on Thursday... Enjoy your
healthy bodies until then.</font></p>
<p align="center">
<font color="#808080">&gt; Angel rises and walks back to the house as the scene soon
fades out to black. &lt;</font></p>[/dohtml]
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