Post by Roxi Johnson on Aug 25, 2012 22:42:38 GMT -5
Well, that could have been worse. Could have been better too. But, all things considered, an impressive showing if I do say so myself.
Not to mention saving the world prior to doing it. All in all, a good week.
But, now the focus shifts to this week and Bloodhound. [/COLOR]
[ Roxi sits in her apartment, getting a much deserved massage The female masseuse rubs her down, as she lays on her stomach, her bare back to the camera, and a towel covering her waist to her calves. ]
Roxi - Mmm..that feels great.
Masseuse - Ms. Johnson, I have to say that you are the most tense client I think I've ever had.
Roxi - Really?
Masseuse - I know you wrestle for a living, but seriously, It feels like you do a whole lot more than that.
Roxi - Sometimes.
Masseuse - What else do you do?
Roxi - I...play Tennis.
Masseuse - Tennis?
Roxi - Yeah.
Masseuse - You must play every day to be in as good of shape as you are.
Roxi - I try.
Masseuse - And good?
Roxi - I got a great backhand.
Masseuse - Are we still talking about tennis?
Roxi - Maybe.
Masseuse - Honestly, though, it feels like you have a great weight on your shoulders.
Roxi - (whispering) you don't know the half of it.
Masseuse - What?
Roxi - Nothing, just surprised I'm so tense.
Masseuse - Still, this massage was long overdue.
Roxi - Well, you're earning your money.
Masseuse - I do what I can.
Roxi - We still talking about massaging?
Masseuse - ...maybe.
[ The girls share a giggle together. ]
Masseuse - Actually, funny story, My husband roped me into watching you on TV last week. I thought you were great.
Roxi - Thanks.
Masseuse - He's a big wrestling fan, I never understood the appeal, but still, It was mostly enjoyable.
Roxi - Glad it was.
Masseuse - So, you're not wrestling this week are you?
Roxi - Yeah. I am.
Masseuse - How do you do it?
Roxi - It's my job.
Masseuse - Yeah, but, the injuries, the travel...
Roxi - Comes with the territory.
[ The Masseuse reaches into her bag and pulls out her business card. ]
Masseuse - Something tells me you'll be needing me again.
Roxi - Probably....thanks.
Masseuse - No problem.
[ Vision makes his appearence on the skype screen. Just as the masseuse is putting her coat on. ]
Vision - Hey Rox...uh...am I interrupting anything?
Roxi - Not at all. She was just finishing up with me.
Masseuse - Oh...I...was just leaving.
Roxi - Thanks for everything.
[ Roxi pays her, then guides herself off the massage table. She wraps a towel around herself. ]
Masseuse - That your boyfriend?
Roxi - More like my mother.
[ They share another giggle, and the masseuse leaves. Roxi sits down at the computer. ]
Vision - So...
Roxi - No Vision, I get that what you saw looked vaguely lesbian, but I'm not.
Vision - I didn't say...
Roxi - But you were thinking it.
Vision - Whatever.
Roxi - So, what's up?
Vision - Uh...
Roxi - What?
Vision - I....
Roxi - What is wrong with you?
Vision - Could you...maybe put a shirt on?
Roxi - Wha...really? You act like I'm naked or something.
[ She gets up, and finds the nearest shirt, and throws it on. Then sits back down. ]
Roxi - Happy?
Vision - Yes.
Roxi - Can we get on with this now?
Vision - Certainly. I just wanted to let you know about the match you have this week.
Roxi - Already know. Bloodhound.
Vision - Did you hear what he said?
Roxi - Nope. Been busy. World saving. It's kinda my deal.
Vision - Right.
Roxi - Let me guess though. I'm crazy, right?
Vision - Yup.
Roxi - Oh, that's great. Really original.
Vision - He may have a point. You do dress up in spandex and go around fighting people.
Roxi - Are we talking wrestling or being a Superhero?
Vision - Both...I guess.
Roxi - So...let me understand this for a moment, I'm crazy because I run around and save the world? Almost weekly? And a man who was in the Military who then decided to become a pro wrestler and is actively talking about the people he has killed is...perfectly sane?
Vision - Apparently.
Roxi - That's...interesting, I guess.
Vision - That's one way to put it.
Roxi - Anything else?
Vision - Uh, let's see here...You won't be able to match him in strength or Intelligence.
Roxi - Well, he's right about strength, He's obviously bigger and stronger. Intelligence is an entirely different matter, however. I mean, point out the obvious doesn't make you smart. I am also smart for point out that I'm going to be more agile then he is? faster? quicker? No. Yes, he is bigger, and stronger than I am. He's also a man. I'm sure it would be pretty humiliating for me to be bigger and stronger than him. But then, there's another sign of a lack of intelligence. Figuring that bigger and stronger always wins the day. It doesn't.
Vision - Well, neither does speed.
Roxi - I know. I mean, the first match of UFC #1 was this big, heavy sumo wrestler against a smaller, martial arts expert, and what happened? that Sumo guy lost in about 20 seconds.
Vision - Good point.
Roxi - So, I'm not really intimidated by a big strong guy, everybody is the same size on the ground, and everybody's bones break, everybody's muscles tear. Even a Jarhead Marine.
Vision - Unless your Wolverine.
Roxi - He cheats.
Vision - Well...
Roxi - Also, doesn't "Marine" stand for "Muscles Are Required Intelligence Not Expected" ?
Vision - Very funny. You might now want to piss this guy off Rox.
Roxi - You know, every Marine I've ever encountered is out to fight. To prove how bad they are. Never understood why. I think they really brainwash those kids.
Vision - Are you trying to say you don't respect the Military?
Roxi - Oh, no. Those kids put their lives on the line all the time. I respect that. But hey, at least they get paid. I'm working for free here. And I don't get great healthcare.
Vision - Funny...uh-oh.
Roxi - What?
[ Vision looks away from the screen. ]
Vision - Silent alarm 4th and Main, Looks like a jewelry store.
Roxi - Any camera in the area?
Vision - Checking...they've been taken out. Only one on an kitty corner rooftop.
Roxi - Can we see it?
Vision - Trying...damn, it's a stationary one. Bad view of the building.
Roxi - I hate walking in blind.
Vision - Sorry Rox.
Roxi - But, then again, it does raise the excitement.
Vision - Be careful.
[ Moments later, in full costume and riding her new motorcycle, she speeds towards the spot. ]
Alright, well time to save the day again.
[ She activates the on-board GPS and hangs a sharp right after viewing it. She pushes a button and the on-board targeting system is brought it. ]
Good thing this interface isn't hard to use. Or Windows ME.
[ She arrives on the bike, spotting men attempting to make a get-away. She pulls up alongside them ]
Roxi - Hey! Pull over, you got a tail-light out!
[ They veer the car towards the bike, she has to quickly veer away. ]
Whoa! Jerks. You don't own the whole road you know!
[ She get alongside them again. ]
Roxi - Watch it, I just got this baby detailed.!
[ They veer the car towards her again. Again she dodges. ]
This is getting out of hand, gotta stop 'em.
[ She lets up on the bike to let them get ahead. She brings up the targeting computer and aims. ]
And....now!
[ She she shoots, aiming for the tires, they instantly blow and the car veers wildly out of control and spins out, coming to a stop. ]
Now, let's see what all the fuss was.
[ 4 Men groggily step out of the car, and begin staring her down. ]
Roxi - See what happens when you don't pull over?
[ They look at each other. they are all masked, wearing heavy jackets and combat boots. ]
Roxi - So, you guys aren't talkative I take it?
[ 1 of the men turns to the other three and nods. He looks back at her and begins advancing.]
Roxi - Oh, just you? Pity.
Masked Thug - We had to be sure it was you.
Roxi - *Gasp* Fans? You really like me?
Masked Thug - He knew you would come. Predictable and stupid, Just like he said.
Roxi - Ouch. Everybody's a critic.
Masked Thug - Soon, you'll understand.
Roxi - Well, tell me this, if your boss is so smart, why'd he send punching bags to rob a jewelry store?
[ He chuckles a bit. ]
Masked Thug - To get you here.
Roxi - He could have just sent flowers.
Masked Thug - Funny.
[ He continues to advance, until they are about 5 feet from each other.
He's just inside my reactionary gap. He's either supremely skilled, or really dumb.
Roxi - So, are we gonna fight? Or you gonna try and talk me to death?
Masked Thug - We can, if you like, you'll lose though.
Roxi - Really?
He's stalling. Waiting for something...
[ Her eyes dart around, scanning the area. Nothing. ]
Roxi - I think I'll take my chances.
Masked Thug - Very well then.
Roxi - Then you can send Mr. Big a message that I don't take kindly to strangers....unless they buy me dinner first.
Masked Thug - You can tell him yourself.
[ He advances with super-human speed and hits a palm thrust dead in her chest. The impact sends her flying backwards into a wall. She bounces and splats on the ground. ]
Ugh..What was that? He was like lightning just then.
[ Like a flash she's barely made it to her knees when he's standing over her. He by the arm and throws her violently through a building window. She bounces off the store counter and onto the floor. ]
H..h...holy...holy crap. He separated.... my shoulder.
[He busts through the door, and walks over to her. Grabbing her neck and lifting her up, before tossing her back into the street. ]
Masked Thug - I do not desire to hurt you any more. Surrender now, and I will be merciful.
[ He reaches down and lifts her by the throat to her feet, then applies a reverse chokehold. ]
*ACK* His....gr...grip...is...like metal...
Masked Thug - Submit. For your own well-being.
[ He tightens the grip as she struggles. Out of desperation, she begins elbowing him in the ribcage. He looks annoyed, and spins her around and punches her in the face, sending her flying backwards. She lands on her back, and rolls over, motionless. He walks over and kneels down ]
Masked Thug - She is unconscious. Bring acquire a new vehicle for transport.
[ Within moments, they bring a new car around. The thug carries her over to the trunk and dumps her in. Slamming it shut. He gets in and they drive off. ]
Not to mention saving the world prior to doing it. All in all, a good week.
But, now the focus shifts to this week and Bloodhound. [/COLOR]
[ Roxi sits in her apartment, getting a much deserved massage The female masseuse rubs her down, as she lays on her stomach, her bare back to the camera, and a towel covering her waist to her calves. ]
Roxi - Mmm..that feels great.
Masseuse - Ms. Johnson, I have to say that you are the most tense client I think I've ever had.
Roxi - Really?
Masseuse - I know you wrestle for a living, but seriously, It feels like you do a whole lot more than that.
Roxi - Sometimes.
Masseuse - What else do you do?
Roxi - I...play Tennis.
Masseuse - Tennis?
Roxi - Yeah.
Masseuse - You must play every day to be in as good of shape as you are.
Roxi - I try.
Masseuse - And good?
Roxi - I got a great backhand.
Masseuse - Are we still talking about tennis?
Roxi - Maybe.
Masseuse - Honestly, though, it feels like you have a great weight on your shoulders.
Roxi - (whispering) you don't know the half of it.
Masseuse - What?
Roxi - Nothing, just surprised I'm so tense.
Masseuse - Still, this massage was long overdue.
Roxi - Well, you're earning your money.
Masseuse - I do what I can.
Roxi - We still talking about massaging?
Masseuse - ...maybe.
[ The girls share a giggle together. ]
Masseuse - Actually, funny story, My husband roped me into watching you on TV last week. I thought you were great.
Roxi - Thanks.
Masseuse - He's a big wrestling fan, I never understood the appeal, but still, It was mostly enjoyable.
Roxi - Glad it was.
Masseuse - So, you're not wrestling this week are you?
Roxi - Yeah. I am.
Masseuse - How do you do it?
Roxi - It's my job.
Masseuse - Yeah, but, the injuries, the travel...
Roxi - Comes with the territory.
[ The Masseuse reaches into her bag and pulls out her business card. ]
Masseuse - Something tells me you'll be needing me again.
Roxi - Probably....thanks.
Masseuse - No problem.
[ Vision makes his appearence on the skype screen. Just as the masseuse is putting her coat on. ]
Vision - Hey Rox...uh...am I interrupting anything?
Roxi - Not at all. She was just finishing up with me.
Masseuse - Oh...I...was just leaving.
Roxi - Thanks for everything.
[ Roxi pays her, then guides herself off the massage table. She wraps a towel around herself. ]
Masseuse - That your boyfriend?
Roxi - More like my mother.
[ They share another giggle, and the masseuse leaves. Roxi sits down at the computer. ]
Vision - So...
Roxi - No Vision, I get that what you saw looked vaguely lesbian, but I'm not.
Vision - I didn't say...
Roxi - But you were thinking it.
Vision - Whatever.
Roxi - So, what's up?
Vision - Uh...
Roxi - What?
Vision - I....
Roxi - What is wrong with you?
Vision - Could you...maybe put a shirt on?
Roxi - Wha...really? You act like I'm naked or something.
[ She gets up, and finds the nearest shirt, and throws it on. Then sits back down. ]
Roxi - Happy?
Vision - Yes.
Roxi - Can we get on with this now?
Vision - Certainly. I just wanted to let you know about the match you have this week.
Roxi - Already know. Bloodhound.
Vision - Did you hear what he said?
Roxi - Nope. Been busy. World saving. It's kinda my deal.
Vision - Right.
Roxi - Let me guess though. I'm crazy, right?
Vision - Yup.
Roxi - Oh, that's great. Really original.
Vision - He may have a point. You do dress up in spandex and go around fighting people.
Roxi - Are we talking wrestling or being a Superhero?
Vision - Both...I guess.
Roxi - So...let me understand this for a moment, I'm crazy because I run around and save the world? Almost weekly? And a man who was in the Military who then decided to become a pro wrestler and is actively talking about the people he has killed is...perfectly sane?
Vision - Apparently.
Roxi - That's...interesting, I guess.
Vision - That's one way to put it.
Roxi - Anything else?
Vision - Uh, let's see here...You won't be able to match him in strength or Intelligence.
Roxi - Well, he's right about strength, He's obviously bigger and stronger. Intelligence is an entirely different matter, however. I mean, point out the obvious doesn't make you smart. I am also smart for point out that I'm going to be more agile then he is? faster? quicker? No. Yes, he is bigger, and stronger than I am. He's also a man. I'm sure it would be pretty humiliating for me to be bigger and stronger than him. But then, there's another sign of a lack of intelligence. Figuring that bigger and stronger always wins the day. It doesn't.
Vision - Well, neither does speed.
Roxi - I know. I mean, the first match of UFC #1 was this big, heavy sumo wrestler against a smaller, martial arts expert, and what happened? that Sumo guy lost in about 20 seconds.
Vision - Good point.
Roxi - So, I'm not really intimidated by a big strong guy, everybody is the same size on the ground, and everybody's bones break, everybody's muscles tear. Even a Jarhead Marine.
Vision - Unless your Wolverine.
Roxi - He cheats.
Vision - Well...
Roxi - Also, doesn't "Marine" stand for "Muscles Are Required Intelligence Not Expected" ?
Vision - Very funny. You might now want to piss this guy off Rox.
Roxi - You know, every Marine I've ever encountered is out to fight. To prove how bad they are. Never understood why. I think they really brainwash those kids.
Vision - Are you trying to say you don't respect the Military?
Roxi - Oh, no. Those kids put their lives on the line all the time. I respect that. But hey, at least they get paid. I'm working for free here. And I don't get great healthcare.
Vision - Funny...uh-oh.
Roxi - What?
[ Vision looks away from the screen. ]
Vision - Silent alarm 4th and Main, Looks like a jewelry store.
Roxi - Any camera in the area?
Vision - Checking...they've been taken out. Only one on an kitty corner rooftop.
Roxi - Can we see it?
Vision - Trying...damn, it's a stationary one. Bad view of the building.
Roxi - I hate walking in blind.
Vision - Sorry Rox.
Roxi - But, then again, it does raise the excitement.
Vision - Be careful.
[ Moments later, in full costume and riding her new motorcycle, she speeds towards the spot. ]
Alright, well time to save the day again.
[ She activates the on-board GPS and hangs a sharp right after viewing it. She pushes a button and the on-board targeting system is brought it. ]
Good thing this interface isn't hard to use. Or Windows ME.
[ She arrives on the bike, spotting men attempting to make a get-away. She pulls up alongside them ]
Roxi - Hey! Pull over, you got a tail-light out!
[ They veer the car towards the bike, she has to quickly veer away. ]
Whoa! Jerks. You don't own the whole road you know!
[ She get alongside them again. ]
Roxi - Watch it, I just got this baby detailed.!
[ They veer the car towards her again. Again she dodges. ]
This is getting out of hand, gotta stop 'em.
[ She lets up on the bike to let them get ahead. She brings up the targeting computer and aims. ]
And....now!
[ She she shoots, aiming for the tires, they instantly blow and the car veers wildly out of control and spins out, coming to a stop. ]
Now, let's see what all the fuss was.
[ 4 Men groggily step out of the car, and begin staring her down. ]
Roxi - See what happens when you don't pull over?
[ They look at each other. they are all masked, wearing heavy jackets and combat boots. ]
Roxi - So, you guys aren't talkative I take it?
[ 1 of the men turns to the other three and nods. He looks back at her and begins advancing.]
Roxi - Oh, just you? Pity.
Masked Thug - We had to be sure it was you.
Roxi - *Gasp* Fans? You really like me?
Masked Thug - He knew you would come. Predictable and stupid, Just like he said.
Roxi - Ouch. Everybody's a critic.
Masked Thug - Soon, you'll understand.
Roxi - Well, tell me this, if your boss is so smart, why'd he send punching bags to rob a jewelry store?
[ He chuckles a bit. ]
Masked Thug - To get you here.
Roxi - He could have just sent flowers.
Masked Thug - Funny.
[ He continues to advance, until they are about 5 feet from each other.
He's just inside my reactionary gap. He's either supremely skilled, or really dumb.
Roxi - So, are we gonna fight? Or you gonna try and talk me to death?
Masked Thug - We can, if you like, you'll lose though.
Roxi - Really?
He's stalling. Waiting for something...
[ Her eyes dart around, scanning the area. Nothing. ]
Roxi - I think I'll take my chances.
Masked Thug - Very well then.
Roxi - Then you can send Mr. Big a message that I don't take kindly to strangers....unless they buy me dinner first.
Masked Thug - You can tell him yourself.
[ He advances with super-human speed and hits a palm thrust dead in her chest. The impact sends her flying backwards into a wall. She bounces and splats on the ground. ]
Ugh..What was that? He was like lightning just then.
[ Like a flash she's barely made it to her knees when he's standing over her. He by the arm and throws her violently through a building window. She bounces off the store counter and onto the floor. ]
H..h...holy...holy crap. He separated.... my shoulder.
[He busts through the door, and walks over to her. Grabbing her neck and lifting her up, before tossing her back into the street. ]
Masked Thug - I do not desire to hurt you any more. Surrender now, and I will be merciful.
[ He reaches down and lifts her by the throat to her feet, then applies a reverse chokehold. ]
*ACK* His....gr...grip...is...like metal...
Masked Thug - Submit. For your own well-being.
[ He tightens the grip as she struggles. Out of desperation, she begins elbowing him in the ribcage. He looks annoyed, and spins her around and punches her in the face, sending her flying backwards. She lands on her back, and rolls over, motionless. He walks over and kneels down ]
Masked Thug - She is unconscious. Bring acquire a new vehicle for transport.
[ Within moments, they bring a new car around. The thug carries her over to the trunk and dumps her in. Slamming it shut. He gets in and they drive off. ]
