Retard Girl

my research on the topic has come up inconclusive.

considering i've been in the fed for a whopping two matches, i am not qualified to fill out the SWF section. Wrestling Favorite Federation?: not WWE or TNA. indy geek in the house! Favorite Worker?: Chris Hero, Jimmy Jacobs, Mike Quackenbush... i could go on but i'll be sitting here all day. Least Favorite Worker?: 90% of the bodybuilders passed off as wrestlers in that one big fed. Favorite Match(es)?: most involved Chris Hero and Eddie Kingston beating the shit out of each other. Favorite Stipulation?: it's not a stip, but i love three way matches. just having that one extra person changes the makeup of a match so much. i think they are underused. Dream Matches?: i'm not sure. If I worked for a company it'd be...: some indy no one's heard of. My style of wrestling would be...: hardcore power brawler Face or heel?: straightforward face, even though i'd use heelish tendancies. Dream Matches (that includes you)?: i'd love to beat up one of them models with fake tits. Personal Name?: Taiga Star Age?: 28 Single?: and loving it Biggest Turn On?: big brown eyes Biggest Turn Off?: body hair. Religious?: not really Favorite book(s)?: dunno. i read a lot of non-fiction. Favorite movie(s)?: Mel Brooks' movies, the original Shining, Seven, Natural Born Killers, Rocky Horror Picture Show Favorite actor/actress?: meh, don't care. Juliette Lewis? Favorite bands?: tool, Marilyn Manson, Sonic Youth, Metallica.... Favorite song(s)?: One by Metallica is my standby "favourite song", but it seems weekly my fave is changing. last week it was Metallica's Ride the Lightning. this week it's Misfits' Helena. Most Recent Accomplishment?: not having a psychotic episode at court whilst trying to get my kids back. oops, too personal for this board. my bad! Most Recent Failure?: life. CAN WE MOVE ON PLZ? My biggest flaw...: i'm laaazy and i procrastinate way too much. I like my...: gigantic tits and biting sarcasm. Future Goal(s)?: getting my family back together. Do you write outside the SWF (if so, what do you write)?: yes, i write;and no, you can't read it XD Heroes?: i don't need any heros. i choose to not model my life after anyone else's. i insist on doing my own thing and going my own way. I would love to meet...: referee Bryce Remsburg, because he's awesome. Hardest moment of my life...: having the state rip my life apart was/is pretty bad. Greatest moment of my life...: hasn't happened yet. Would you want to be famous?: maybe Favorite swear word?: dammit Favorite food?: cheese What would you want God to say if you want to Heaven?: i do not believe in heaven. What would you want the Devil to say if you were in Hell?: i do not believe in hell.

^ yes, i have slapped myself for missing out for the last 28 years. and it turns out this album i've had on repeat for the last three days is one of the "new" albums. i suppose that makes me some sort of loser. well, more than i already was. aren't i clever?

THE MAN SPEAKS THE TRUTH! so plz listen. though the last "new guy" that made a thread, made it about farts and now he's Mister Popularity. go figure

just making a post so i may continue annoying people. also, this thread amused me.

Misfits. god, what i've been missing.

hmm, maybe i should have attempted to write one, instead of asking for some hardcore jobber match. who cares if the n00b winning is weird, it would have ruled XD

i'm game.

yes, i write; and no, you may not read it

ya know, it's something i've done before. a promo of me shopping in a hardware store. i even made a graphic for my own little brand of generic hardware stores. because i'm *totally* a geek like that XD

1pm It's a sunny but cold day in Chicago, and there is a buzz of activity at the Sears Centre. The somewhat still afternoon air is soon disrupted by the roar of a diesel engine and the squealing of tires. A big black Dodge pickup truck is seen screeching around the corner, Slayer blaring out of the windows, the sun's reflection blinding off the chrome grill. Eventually the truck slams to a stop, landing perfectly in a parking space in the back of the lot. We see the back of the truck; on it's tailgate, Princess of Hardcore is written in sparkly ultraviolet script. The driver's door opens and Taiga Star jumps out, carrying a large black and purple Hello Kitty duffel bag and wearing dark blue carpenter jeans and a black hoodie. She crosses the expanse of parking lot, avoiding the patches of ice. She enters through a door in the back of the arena and after the clear and bright winter day the darkness is blinding. Eventually Taiga runs into Ben Hardy. "Taiga Star, the new girl! How are ya?" he asks. "You... you're not on the card tonight." "I know, but I figured I'd show up anyway, see if anything comes up. If not, then I'll sell popcorn or something. Not like I have anywhere better to be." Taiga says. Ben nods. "Yeah well I'll see you around." He goes off to wherever he was going before. Taiga continues through the building until she finds a locker room. ~~~~~~~~~~~ 4:30pm Taiga's path from the locker room to the cafeteria brings her past the office. Outside the door is the lineup for tonight's show. She looks at it, expecting her name not to be there. She is surprised when her name is listed. "Oh, I am on the card! A hardcore match." She smiles evilly. "JJ Johnson. I don't know who that is, but no matter. A hardcore match! I love me a hardcore match!" She practically skips away in joy. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Twenty minutes before the show Taiga stands alone in front of a SWF backdrop; wearing her usual wrestling gear of cut off camo pants, a black tank top, black kneepads, big black boots, black wristguards and black tape around her fists. Wouldn't you know it, she's about to cut a promo. For someone that's not very good at promos, she sure seems to like doing them. "So I wasn't scheduled to be in the Clusterfuck. That's okay, I know I'm the new girl and all that, I need to earn my spot, yadda yadda. Maybe next year, yeah? Because I'm sure, that by this time next year, there will be no way I'll be overlooked for an event of this magnitude. "I came to the arena today, not expecting to wrestle at all. But I came anyway. You never know what will come up, what kind of job you could be asked to do, what kind of match might be thrown at you. It seems that there was a bit of space for them to fill tonight, so a Hardcore match was bestowed upon me. Let me just say how much I love hardcore matches. I wish that I had some sort of an advanced notice of this..." Taiga thinks a moment. "Though, how would I be told about a match that hadn't been booked yet? "No matter. I only wish that I had time to adequately prepare for the occasion. Oh no, don't take that as fear or trepidation on my part. In preparing, I mean going shopping! That's right, everyone knows how much a woman loves to shop. Especially me, especially for hardcore accessories! There's nothing like hitting up the local hardware store to gather up some imaginative weaponry to use. "But that's okay, I'll make due with what is available. Story of my life, it seems, making due with what is available. Using what I have. If the only thing I have to use is my fists, then so be it." She raises her fists and looks at them. One can't see the scars there under the tape, but she knows they are there. The scars are the proof of the hard-knock life she has had. "My opponent for this evening is JJ Johnson. Of course I don't know a whole lot about him, but I'm sure that will change by the end of tonight. He doesn't know anything about me either, but he will. He will know. He will know the force of a woman. "Some people might not take a girl too seriously, especially in a hardcore situation. He'd better take me seriously tonight, anything less than his full force will make me laugh. I have no qualms about beating up a man, he'd better have no qualms about beating up a woman. Any hesitation on his part will prove to me his weakness. It doesn't matter that he's bigger than me. I'll take on anyone of any size. Backing down isn't in my being. It's not something I've ever done, and I'm not planning on starting now. "Tonight, everyone will see just how hardcore a woman can be, after I'm done with Johnson, beating him into a pulp and smearing his blood all over the ring. I will stand tall. So it is said... so it is done." Taiga walks off camera, ending the promo. ~~~~~~~~~~~

that's the spirit!

cookies to anyone that gets that.

everywhere else, people like me. this is the only place i've encountered widespread hatred. i can't help that it keeps drawing me back in. it's facinating.

but that would ruin the fun!

i love the warmth and companionship here. it makes my days complete.

1) open window 2) pick up said bug 3) drop it out the window 4) close window

i wish i had some pot.

putting the 'fun' in fundamentalist! fuck, this stuff is amusing.

you have some good points. must have been hell for the guy. i stand by my statement though about that bitch needs to seriously be raped. a few times. or given a couple of round on one of these.

it looks like she actually brushed her hair in that last one.

the girl should actually get raped. serve the bitch right. seriously there should be some special set of punishments for women that go around falsely accusing men of rape. that shit is right up there with claiming to be pregnant just to fuck with a dude's head.

i downloaded the Dethklok album last week. i really like it XD

did she have any blood in her alcohol stream?