Scene 1: Gotta Have a Name
-Our scene began in a small room with a single light swinging lightly from the ceiling. Gathered around a table were three EBWF diva's who were attempting to devise name for themselves, amongst other things. Portia Perez leaned far back in her chair with her foot propped upon on the table and her arms folded around her waist. Rayna Von Tosh had a cheek resting her palm while her free hand drummed away at the wooden surface. And finally, Taylor sat with her hands folded in her lap and a smile on her face. She swayed a bit to whatever tune she might have had stuck in her head at the moment.-
Rayna Von Tosh: How about Les Cauchemars Beautiful?
Portia Perez and Taylor Wilde: No.
Rayna Von Tosh: Do either of you even know what that means?
Portia Perez and Taylor Wilde: No.
Rayna Von Tosh: It translates into The Beautiful Nightmares.
Portia Perez and Taylor Wilde: No.
Rayna Von Tosh: FINE. Have either of you came up with anything yet?
Portia Perez: Shouldn't you be worrying more about your match with Torrie Wilson?
Rayna Von Tosh: Why should I? I can guarantee you exactly what she's going to say. "Gee whiz, I don't think I've ever heard of her! Tee-hee!"
-Rayna begins to twirl one of her fingers around a lock of red hair while looking as vacant as possible. After impersonating her opponent, she rolls her eyes.-
Rayna Von Tosh: I mean, is it really that hard to take a look at the roster and find out something about your opponent? It must really be nice to be as spoiled as they so-called "diva's." The arrogance is so frustrating.
Portia Perez: Well, that's why you've gotta beat her. Knock 'em off their high horses and give them a reality check. Torrie is a really good place to start. You should be able to take her. She's no spring chicken, you know.
Taylor Wilde: Yeah! She's no chicken!
Rayna Von Tosh: Yes, that's true but..
Taylor Wilde: I AM FILLED WITH SOLUTIONS!
-Taylor suddenly throws her fists to the sky in an explosion of joy-
Rayna Von Tosh: Yes, Taylor? Did you come up with a name?
Taylor Wilde: The Harmony Bunnies.
Portia Perez:NO.
Taylor Wilde: Why not?
Portia Perez: It's dumb, it's stupid, it sucks and I hate it.
Taylor Wilde: Well....I haven't heard you come up with anything yet!
Portia Perez: I'm still thinking. And when I come up with something it's going to be the most bad ass name ever.
-Rayna begins to rub the corners of her eyes. This whole naming thing has been an extremely painful procedure.-
Rayna Von Tosh: You know what, Portia? You were right. I should be focusing on Torrie Wilson. Despite having the personality of a stump she is very accomplished in this federation. A multiple time champion, a Queen of the Ring, and she won the female version of Money in the Bank. Despite what we may think of her, a victory over her would open a lot of eyes. It would instantly catapult us into the lime light. Do either of you have any suggestions? Any tactics or strategies you think that I should employ?
-Portia and Taylor look to one another before beginning to put on their thinking caps. Taylor rubs at her chin while Portia glances to the ceiling. After some deliberation they offer their advise-
Portia Perez: Kick her teeth out.
Taylor Wilde: Punch her in the BUTT!
-Rayna's eyes narrow into slits. Startegists these two are not. All the ring work was going to have to be handled by herself. She speaks after a long pause with sarcasm very evident in her tone.-
Rayna Von Tosh: Mm. Yes. Brilliant. I'll try and hope to remember to do both of those things when I'm in the ring with her. What ever would I do without the both of you?
Portia Perez: I've got it!
Rayna Von Tosh: That wasn't an actual question, Portia.
Portia Perez: No! Shut up! I've got a name!
Rayna Von Tosh: Oh, this should be good..
Portia Perez: It's dumb, it's stupid, it sucks and I hate it.
Taylor Wilde: Well....I haven't heard you come up with anything yet!
Portia Perez: I'm still thinking. And when I come up with something it's going to be the most bad ass name ever.
-Rayna begins to rub the corners of her eyes. This whole naming thing has been an extremely painful procedure.-
Rayna Von Tosh: You know what, Portia? You were right. I should be focusing on Torrie Wilson. Despite having the personality of a stump she is very accomplished in this federation. A multiple time champion, a Queen of the Ring, and she won the female version of Money in the Bank. Despite what we may think of her, a victory over her would open a lot of eyes. It would instantly catapult us into the lime light. Do either of you have any suggestions? Any tactics or strategies you think that I should employ?
-Portia and Taylor look to one another before beginning to put on their thinking caps. Taylor rubs at her chin while Portia glances to the ceiling. After some deliberation they offer their advise-
Portia Perez: Kick her teeth out.
Taylor Wilde: Punch her in the BUTT!
-Rayna's eyes narrow into slits. Startegists these two are not. All the ring work was going to have to be handled by herself. She speaks after a long pause with sarcasm very evident in her tone.-
Rayna Von Tosh: Mm. Yes. Brilliant. I'll try and hope to remember to do both of those things when I'm in the ring with her. What ever would I do without the both of you?
Portia Perez: I've got it!
Rayna Von Tosh: That wasn't an actual question, Portia.
Portia Perez: No! Shut up! I've got a name!
Rayna Von Tosh: Oh, this should be good..
Portia Perez: ....Poison....Trio....
-Rayna and Taylor pause as Portia leans in closely to announce her idea as if it were the most epic suggestion to ever leave her mouth.-
Rayna Von Tosh: I suppose that is the best name we've managed to come up with so far....
Taylor Wilde: It does sound sorta neat-o....
Rayna Von Tosh: Although I'm somewhat weary due to the fact that it sounds like something from a Kung-Fu movie....
Portia Perez: It's not from a Kung-Fu movie but if it was it would be the best Kung-Fu movie ever. Like The Story of Ricky but with more guys getting their heads smashed in.
Taylor Wilde: ...Eww.
Rayna Von Tosh: Poison Trio. I like it. We're poison to all the other diva's. Deadly poison.
-The three nod in satisfaction of the moniker they were finally able to come up with before leaning closer to talk strategy. Or at least attempting to.-
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Scene 2: Flash and Substance
-The next scene began as we received a view of Rayna Von Tosh lounging in a scarlet colored leather sofa with some light classical music playing in the background. The same crimson colored curtains surrounded her as she reached over to a bowl full of green grapes. She slid one into her lips before looking towards the camera.-
Rayna Von Tosh: Miss Number One Contender. Miss Money in the Bank. Queen of the Ring. Someone is just having everything go her way lately. But despite all of that I can't say I was ever a very big fan of Torrie Wilson while I was growing up. Oh, yes, I did say...while I was growing up. Because, you see, Torrie has been around for quite awhile now. She has both experience and...years over me. And while everything she has been able to accomplish is very impressive I have to admit that I've never found her very interesting. She lacks flash and substance. No real style. The phrase...'blond bimbo' usually comes to mind.
-She begins to lightly fan herself with a black and red colored oriental style fan, smirking to the camera the entire time-
Rayna Von Tosh: And, Torrie, darling, I happen to possess a lot of flash and a LOT of substance. You're just old news. You may have a title shot coming up but I hope you aren't overlooking me. And how long exactly do you plan on carrying that Money in the Bank briefcase around? Is it just an over-sized accessory for you? Because it simply isn't doing any favors for you. In fact, I think it would look a lot better as part of my wardrobe. And I surely would have cashed it in by now. But who I am to question what goes on in the mind of the great...Torrie Wilson.
You probably aren't even sure who I am, hm? Well, don't worry. After our match at Aggression I don't think you are going to be able to forget. Even if your title match is set in stone a win over you would have to catapult me into contention. And the only thing that would look better on me than that briefcase that you so mindlessly carry around is a big gold belt. And if defeating you gets me closer to one of them then you can bet every brain cell you have that I'm going to do everything I can to make that happen. Even if you are a terrible bore I know that a victory over you would put me on the map.
-Rayna sets up and folds one leg over the other before scooping up a mirror. She gives herself a look over and adjusts the red flower in her hair before giving the camera her attention once again-
Rayna Von Tosh: If you're listening you are probably thinking to youself..'She has some nerve! What has she ever accomplished in this federation?' Well, Torrie, I'm inclined to be a little confident. Do you want me to tell you why?
-Portia and Taylor slip out from behind the curtains and take their places beside Rayna. The Canadian Ninja folds her arms while Taylor smiles and waves a few fingers. She remembers that she is supposed to be menacing right now so she starts pounding a fist into her palm.-
Rayna Von Tosh: Because there is only one...little Torrie Wilson...and three of us. I'm afraid we don't go anywhere alone, dear. You should probably get used to it. Because even if you do somehow manage to win the battle? Something tells me you are going to end up losing the war. I think even your tiny brain has caught on by now, hasn't it? There is a reason why you shouldn't play with Poison. Good luck, Torrie. Smooches.
-The united trio are the final scene before the shot fades to the next segment, interview or commercial break-