Post by Courtney Leinart-Steele on Feb 19, 2017 23:02:52 GMT -5
Scene One
Becoming One
OFF SCREEN
Orlando, Florida is the home of where Courtney Leinart and Jacob Steele spend their off days, times together, and walking along the beach on a sunny Sunday afternoon or just a couple of night strolls whenever they see fit. However, the two officially tied the knot today, February 14th, 2017 on the beach of beautiful Orlando. Attending the wedding was Zoey Madigan, Farrah Martell, Azarius Creed, Alicia Lukas, Randall Kash, as well as others. A day of love was yet again celebrated for these two.
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Courtney:
This whole entire wedding turned out fabulous to be honest. Donât you agree babe? Our friends and family was here, this was just so magical.
Jacob:
I agree with you baby. Iâm so glad I married you, you mean the absolute world to me.
Azarius:
Congratulations you two. Couldnât be more proud. Jacob, youâve got yourself a wonderful lady.
Courtney:
Awww thank you so much AC! Iâm so glad you could make it.
Jacob:
Yeah thank you man. Glad you could make it.
Azarius walks off as more people come up to congratulate the newly married couple. As everyone walks away and back over to their tables at the reception, Courtney and Jacob sit down where the bride and groom normally sit and enjoy each otherâs company.
Courtney:
I love you so much Jacob Steele. You truly are the love of my life and soulmate.
Jacob:
And I love you more than you could possibly know Courtney Steele. You are my everything and Iâm always going to be here for you through thick and thin.
Courtney:
I wouldnât have it any other way love. Together forever, you and me.
Jacob:
Indeed baby. I just hate that you have shows the next couple days. Just when I marry my soulmate she has to leave for shows. Which is fine baby because our honeymoon will be spectacular.
Jacob turns his head as he kisses his new wife sweetly on the lips as he wraps his arms around her neck looking into her eyes after he kisses her. Just then, music starts playing throughout the wedding reception as couples and everyone else start to dance. Courtney turns and looks over at Jacob insisting that they share one special dance together; he nods and they casually walk onto the dance floor together as the scene fades.
Scene Two
Reunited & It Feels So Good
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After celebrating her wedding a couple days ago, Courtney Leinart finds herself reunited with her good friends, Zoey and Farrah. The two are at their old wrestling school standing in the ring as Zo and Farrah just had their 10 minute match together while Court was the referee. Up next for a cardio inflicted match would be Courtney and Zoey. These three ladies are ready for a fight of their lives.
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Courtney:
You ready to rumble, Zoe?
Zoey:
Of course. Now more so than ever considering how⊠verbose⊠one of my opponents chose to be.
Farrah, still tying the refereeâs shirt at her midsection, snorted irritably.
Farrah:
Little bitch is going to get herself into a world of hurt if she doesnât watch her mouth. Nah, thatâs not right. Iâm gonna hurt her regardless. Now? Iâm just gonna enjoy it more.
Courtney:
Considering what went down during my match against Maria Salvatore, wasnât cool but then again it was all said and done afterwards. This week, Iâve got Kimberly Kelly and she will pay the price.
Courtney stretches and prepares herself for this cardio match against Zoey as she stands in one corner. Zoey, having just gone a solid ten with Farrah, was already glistening with perspiration but nevertheless looked ready. The flush of physical exertion colored her features and offered her a touch more radiance than usual. The determination in her eyes however was a bit contrary to this.
Zoey:
Whatâs important is that you got the win. Your first in LAW and the first of many. Farrah and I did the same. And now we three step into Rising Stars to further make our mark. And weâll do each other proud, this I know.
Courtney:
Letâs do this thing. Farrah you all squared away over there? If so, letâs get started...Iâm ready for this cardio match.
Farrah:
Famous last words.
Rolling her eyes at her partnerâs comment, Zoey turns her attention back to Courtney, widening her stance a bit and lowering down just a touch. Farrah simply grins and checks the watch before depressing the button and dropping her hand. Barely half a second passes before Zoey lunges at Courtney, immediately going for the blondeâs legs.
Courtney:
My words are always famous whether itâs last or first ones.
Courtney ducks wrapping her arms around the waist of Zoey tightening up her grip. She drops down slightly with her knees bent and suplexes Zoey over her shoulders and onto her back. She gets to her feet waiting eagerly at Zoey to get back up. The magician rises quickly, almost to her feet as quickly as Courtney. She darts in again and, again, Courtney finds an opening. This time the German suplex doesnât quite go as planned; Zoey flips back and lands on her feet, stepping in to wrap her arms beneath those of Courtney, returning the favor of moments prior with a Tiger suplex. Courtney, same as her friend and partner, is quick to rise and within moments the women are face to face again, locked in a collar-and-elbow.
Zoey:
Very good, my friend. Easy partâs over.
Courtney:
Here comes the hard and fun part.
Courtney tightens up her arms and legs making way to her knees; she then grabs ahold of one leg of her partner and friend as she proceeds with a Fabulous leg sweep having Zoey land yet again, on her back. Zoey slowly gets back to her feet holding her back and charges at Courtney again, but the blonde jumps over her friend with a smile only to turn her body slightly delivering a superkick. Farrah winces slightly as Zoey takes a step back to steady herself. Sheâd attempted to slip the strike but still ate a glancing blow. Rubbing the back of her hand across her lips, she smirked herself⊠a rare sight.
Zoey:
Good extension. Make use of those long legsâŠ
Courtney charges in again, arm extended for a clothesline. Zoey bridges back, the blondeâs arm going well over her contorted body. Whipping around, she takes a back kick to the midsection from the magician and nearly a suplex into the bargain. Twisting in Zoeyâs grip, Courtney comes on her feet and whips Zoey around, looking for a DDT after driving her boot into the dark-haired womanâs gut. Forearms to the ribs loosen her grip enough that Zoey is able to wrap her arm, set her stance and arch Courtney over and to the mat with a Northern Lights suplex. Farrah barely gets to a count of two before Courtney kicks out with fire. Zoeyâs up quick⊠and so is Mrs. Steele.
Zoey:
Thatâs it⊠more of that.
Courtney grins at Zoey, but it wasnât an ordinary grin...it was a self-destruct grin. She slides both arms between the neck of Zoey hitting the nerve a little, lowers her head toward her midsection and gives her friend a taste of her Platinum knee strikes to the face. Zoey falls to her knees leaving it open for Courtney to hit whatever move she had in mind. Courtney drops down to her hands, wrapping her legs around the neck of Zoey tightening up the grip as she locked in her Code of Silence submission move.
Courtney:
Ask her Farrah.
Farrah:
Ask her what? Oh⊠right.
Farrah comes over and crouches down before Zoey, noting how the magicianâs face is darkening just a bit.
Farrah:
So how about it? Does she have you?
The tone is fairly condescending, but thatâs Farrah; having a bit of fun at her friendâs expense. Courtney wrenches a bit more tightly and Zoey angles her body just show, having to drag the blonde with her, needing a good half-minute to get a foot over the bottom rope. Courtney reluctantly releases her grip and Zoey rises to a knee, a hand on the second rope, rubbing her throat. Courtney approaches, pulling the magician up with dark intent in mind⊠and a few seconds later finds herself flipped to the mat, her right arm extended and grapevined by Zoeyâs legs, the womanâs grip locked around Courtneyâs wrist. The magician had barely survived the Code of Silence. How would Courtney fare against the Spellbound cross armbreaker?
Farrah:
Want me to ask her now?
Zoey:
Just keep your eyes on the watch, F-Bomb.
Courtney struggles with her locked in a grip given by Zoey, but she scoots over as good as she can reaching for the bottom ropes. She gets furious as she canât reach it, so she starts beating on the mat as the fire inside her starts to build up more. She reaches for the bottom rope again and tightens her grip on it as she slides out from under Zoeyâs grip. She slowly pulls herself up resting her body in the corner of the turnbuckle breathing heavily. Courtney leans forward shaking her arm and charges towards Zoey sweeping her feet out from under her; she smiles seeing her friend lying on her back as she climbs on top of the top turnbuckle. She signals and points as she does a suicide backflip bomb landing on Zoey as she hooks the leg to make the cover. Farrah drops down and counts: one⊠two⊠and at the last half-second Zoey reaches out and grabs the bottom rope.
Zoey:
Not⊠yet.
Farrah:
Not at all. Timeâs up, ladies. Another stalemate. I donât know if Iâm sad that none of us beat the other, or impressed that weâre that damn good that we just refuse to drop a fall to anyone.
Coming over to the two women, Farrah gives each a hand to their feet. Zoey, a touch short of breath, turns to Courtney with a smile.
Zoey:
Youâre amazing. Iâd say youâre more than ready for Rising Stars.
Farrah:
I second that.
Courtney:
Thanks ladies. I try to work my ass off every chance I get when I step foot into this ring whether it be for LAW or WWH. How many minutes was that anyways?
Courtney stands there dripping in sweat as she pats Zoey on the back to congratulate her for working her as hard as she did. Courtney walks over and grabs her towel and starts wiping her face still breathing heavily.
Farrah:
Was a couple seconds left when Zoey grabbed the ropes. You went the full ten, same as her and I.
Accepting a towel herself, Zoey mops her brown and takes a bottle of water from the apron, drinking down half of it before coming up for air.
Zoey:
Iâm waiting for the night that they put the three of us against three other women in a six-woman tag. But⊠that is not Rising Stars. No, our Courtney is going to make a statement at her opponentâs expense, while Farrah and I end a long, golden reign to start a new, golden reign.
Courtney smiles hearing what Zoey had to say as she picks up her water bottle from the other side and downing all of it at once.
Courtney:
Most definitely. I may be a chick with a golden heart, but Iâm completely made of steel. Did you get that? No pun intended.
Farrah:
Oh, the jokes I could make right now. What do you think, Z-
Blushing rather potently, for what reason she wasnât sure, Zoey cuts off Farrah with a hand across her lips. Despite the firmness of her words, she giggled with amusement.
Zoey:
Youâre awful! Show a little respect!
Courtney laughs a little and slides out of the ring. She grabs her gym bag as she draps the towel across her shoulder putting her hair into a perfect ponytail.
Courtney:
Itâs all good love! Anyways, I am wore the hell out and should probably get back home to Jacob. Letâs meet up soon, yeah?
Zoey:
Certainly.
Farrah nods in agreement, moving Zoeyâs hand.
Farrah:
Weâll see you soon.
Courtney picks up her gym bag, walking towards the front doors exiting the building as she makes her way over to her vehicle. She unlocks the doors, throwing her gym bag into the backseat as she climbs into the driver side as the scene fades away.
Scene Three
Fighter At Heart
ON SCREEN
Scene opens up to the LAW arena where another fun-filled event will take place, but this isnât just an ordinary event, itâs Rising Stars. After what transpired last week in Courtneyâs match against Maria Salvatore where she did gain the win over the self conceited chick, tonight is another night...a night when Courtney takes on Kimberly Kelly. Appearing backstage is none of than the Platinum Angel herself, Courtney Leinart. She looks eager and ready for tonightâs match up.
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Courtney:
Let me fill you all in on some history, k? Last week during my match against Maria Salvatore was a fluke for her to even get the pin, but you know what else is funny? I ended up winning because it was meant for ME to win and defeat her than it was for her to do the same. But this has nothing to do with Maria tonight because sooner or later, Iâll be seeing her sometime again in that very ring. Tonight is about showing every single fan in the crowd tonight that this Queen and Platinum Angel is here to make a statement on anybody I step within that ring. Iâm a Boardwalk Angel and you know how we make statements? We either make them alone or together when the others donât have a single clue on whatâs going on around them because they are off staring into a damn wall trying to find their inner selves. What are you hoping to accomplish? Self confidence? Some form of identity because you are too incompetent to realize that you just donât belong in the wrestling world? This isnât something you can go and see a psychiatrist about or a therapist...this is our life we are talking about. And my life...well, itâs only getting started.So, hereâs a few words to Maria...You thought that for some odd reason you had something to say about my wedding being on Valentineâs Day right? In what world, did that make it okay for you to talk shit about something you clearly had no clue about other than my Twitter? You follow me which everybody does because Iâm the Queen of fucking EVERYTHING, but to throw shade my way and towards my wedding was okay to you, right? WRONG sweetheart, but donât worry weâve already had our match where I defeated you but mark my words...WE WILL MEET AGAIN SOON and you can bet your ass I will defeat you AGAIN and there will be nobody around to help you...nobody cares about you and all your failures⊠But enough about you, tonight's Rising Stars...and I have myself a match with some bimbo by the name of Kimberly Kelly...is she a porn star? Because with a name like that she sounds like youâd see her maybe hanging around strip clubs or street corners, but I wonât judge a book by its cover unless I know the truth.
Courtney takes her sunglasses off and places them in her luggage as she takes her leather jacket off placing it on top of her bag as well. She lowers herself to the couch in the locker room looking at her shiny wedding ring shining brighter than ever.
Courtney:
Tonight isnât about happily ever after, fairytales coming to an end, or making ends meet to succeed in life...tonight is about something more precious than that...tonight is about winning, respect, dedication, determination, and pride for something we do every night by putting our bodies on the line when we step into that ring and perform in front of millions of people. Kimberly, tonight weâll go out there and do the typical âtangoâ we all do when we wrestle whoever each and every week, but one thing you need to realize is that when youâre in the ring with me..we DONâT tango, we go to fucking WAR⊠I will do absolutely everything I possibly can to kick my opponents ass and tonightâs your lucky nightâŠ.IâM GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS all over the damn ring and enjoy every minute of it. Itâs going to take more than taunts, submission moves, or whatever you use in your matches to take me down..Iâve got new moves and I plan on using them on YOU tonight.
Courtney glances at the camera in front of her and flashes an evil grin. She lowers her head, staring at the ground and then slowly eases her head back up glaring at the camera.
Courtney:
See you soon, bitch. Tango lessons are over. This time, we are going to war instead of learning how to dance.
She blows a kiss at the camera as the scene fades away.