Promo: <Insert angry girls-in-prison title here>

[Guest AnnieEclectic]

DAMMIT!

 

The scream echoes out the door, into the near-vacant hallways, clanging around like an annoying clanging thing.

 

Someone is very angry.

 

Annie E: Dammit! *punch... ugh* Dammit! *punch... ugh* Dammit! *punch... ugh*

 

The Real Annie E is punching a heavy bag in an empty weight room. That is where the punch sound comes from.

 

(Annie hits the heavy bag hard enough for it to swing up a few inches. Annie closes her eyes in anger, missing the returning heavy bag, which hits her in the chest.)

 

*ugh*

 

Annie: *sigh* Why, why does this have to happen? How could that little Clannie dickweed beat me?

 

(Annie thinks back to the words Durandal said while over her fallen body)

 

*shudders*

 

Annie: That's it... I'll take out Ash quick and painless... then, it wil just be me and Durandal.... *punch* ...and when he's coming after me.... *punch* ...I'll give him a sweet little dropkiss... *punch*....wrap my arm around his little head... *punch* .... pick him  up and... *punch.... and.....*punch* ....and ....*punch* ...DIVE HIS HEAD THROUGH THE FUCKING MAT!!!

 

(Annie screams at the top of her lungs, punching straight through the canvas heavy bag. tiny particle beads start spilling out onto the floor.)

 

Annie: *blinking* ............COOL!!! *looks down* Oh.... BLARGLEDYARGLE! I'm going to have to pay for this heavy bag. *sigh* I wonder if we have any Cleanup Technicians to help me in this little mess I've created...

 

 

 

(Annie walks through the open door, straight into someone, the shock and force knock both people down.)

 

Annie: *getting up* OH.... oh I'm so sorry... here *offers hand* didn't see you there...

 

Woman: That's very unlike you Annie, I thought you saw and knew everything.

 

Annie: Well I do, just not when my brain is out to lunch, now... *makes realization* uh.... I'm sorry, what did you say?

 

Woman: I said 'That is very unlike you Annie, I thought you saw and knew everything.'. Hey, are you OK? I come back from my family's house and you're all..... I dunno.... not morbidly dressed? That's new.

 

(Annie is looking at the strikingly beautiful woman in front of her, not letting her confusing words move her gaze from her eyes.)

 

Annie: Yeah... new tailor, pardon me but you seem to know who I am, but I can't for the life of me remember your name. Maybe it's been too many chairshots or some such stuff, what is your name again?

 

Woman: Honestly! You know me *very* well! I'm Molly!

 

Annie: *thinking* ......    ......Holly?

 

Woman: Molly

 

Annie: Holly

 

Woman: Molly

 

Annie: I know that now, I'm asking, 'Holly'?

 

Woman: No. What's gotten into you?

 

Annie: Not any part of you apparently.... *shem* sorry, look, You seem to be.... *another realization* wait a minute.... were 'we' together when I was wearing the kimonos, and the face paint, and the Joan Rivers voice?

 

Molly: Yeeeees...... what is this?

 

Annie: Oooooh....... well, there's some explaining to be done. Here, let's head over to my dressing room and I'll explain.

 

(The two women walk off towards the Real Annie E's dressing room. Once there they enter and close the door.)

 

 

(Time passes, the sun moves a bit in the sky. Skunks pass by the door to the arena, blissfully unaware of Edwin MacPhisto's plan to catch them and set them loose in both Perfect Bo's Dressing Room and Stubby McWeed's office. The two women suddenly exit the dressing room, flushed and a touch out of breath.)

 

Annie: And that pretty much explains that.

 

Molly: I guess so. I owe you a coke.

 

Annie: Vanilla! Vanilla Coke, it was quite plain and simple in the contract.

 

Molly: Ok.. don't worry *smiling*. However you never did tell me about this new you thing you have going.

 

Annie: I didn't?

 

Molly: No, I believe you were too busy with you tongue down my...

 

Annie: Oh yes, I was wasn't I? Well then, tie up all loose ends I say.

 

Molly: Should I get the rope again?

 

Annie: No, no, figure of speech dear. You were here when Lady Red was here, but Lady Red was someong -pretending- to be me. My twin sister, to be sure. She's twisted and evil and all other things, as well as incredibly less talented. She kidnapped me deep within some Clan compound, someone helped me escape, I came back and wreaked typical Annie E havoc, and returned. My sister is home with my grandparents, stashed away so maybe they can sort her out. I don't know.

 

Molly: Oh... I'm so sorry, I never knew.

 

Annie: Allison can keep secrets, she is good at some things *grins*.

 

Molly: So you aren't the one I was dating?

 

Annie: No,. I am terribly afraid that is incorrect.

 

Molly: Oh.

 

*silence*

 

Molly: So you aren't too big on the Clan then?

 

Annie: No, not at all. In fact I'm facing this new Clan twerpy-poo in a title match soon. I'm going to smoke him so bad that he'll feel like I became a conglomeration of his Momma and Poppa and beat him like a twenty foot tall Mompa!

 

Molly: *confused* Could you try to say that in a non-retarded way?

 

Annie: I'm going to squish him like a squishy thing!

 

Molly: Squish?

 

Annie: Squish, like a bug.

 

Molly: Not 'Squash'?

 

Annie: Oh dear, no. Squashy is too messy, he'll be squishy.

 

Molly: *laughing* Are you really dumb, or just playing?

 

Annie: Just playing, I tend to be silly, even when I'm angry.

 

Molly: *laughing* Good... I can deal with that.

 

(Both women laugh until suddenly Molly stops with a mildly confused look on her face)

 

Annie: Hey, whoa, what"s wrong?

 

Molly:  I haven't laughed like that in a long time. Wow.....

 

Annie: Aw... why not?

 

Molly: I just wasn't a light, happy kind of girl... always serious... *looks at Annie in a quizzical manner, then straightens back to normal* that's it, we're officially a couple.

 

Annie: *eyes boggle* We are?

 

Molly: Yes.

 

Annie: You have decreed it and it shall be so?

 

Molly: Yes, any complaints?

 

Annie: Was just a bit earlier any kind of performance fluke?

 

Molly: Yes, I'm not usually this tired.

 

Annie: *eyes boggle again* No complaints.

 

Molly: Good.

 

Annie: Hey, why don't we discuss this a bit further, over some Vanilla cokes, or even better, Caramel Macchiatos. I could use a good caffiene buzz right now...

 

Molly: Alright. Sounds good.

 

Annie: And we can get to know each other again for the first time. Or something.

 

Molly: Just hush and walk.

 

Annie: *grins* Ok...

 

 

 

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OOC: RIPPING OFF MY OWN LIFE! One part Clannie bashing, two parts my first date, all together a hopefully funny and entertaining promo. Enjoy!

 

-Annie

 

p.s. You're going DOWN Durandal!

[Guest Ash Ketchum]

YEAH! YOU'RE GOIN'  DOWN, DURANDAL!!!!!!!

 

 

 

 

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Ummm... nice promo, Annie. It's cool to be able to see you integrate Molly back into this. Good job.

[Guest AnnieEclectic]

I hope you aren't offended by my me v. Durandal heavy promo, it's just as faces, we won't be feuding, and I'm not going to be thinking of taking you down, only here so that I can actually win the US title.

 

Besides, you wouldn't want Annie E to get all angry and stuff on you *again* in character, would you?

 

 

-Annie

[Guest Ash Ketchum]

I figured that much.

 

But it's still good, none the less.

[Guest Edwin MacPhisto]

Ee hee hee.  That made me giggle.

 

The prospect of someone actually saying "blargedyargle" is like joy to my dead heart.

[Guest AnnieEclectic]

I am the shining light... that says Blargledyargle and uses "I Get Wet" for a theme song.

 

 

-Annie

[Guest Thoth]

You used rope on your first date?

[Guest Rabbi_wilson13]

Glad Annie found somebody, but even better is the fact she's gunning for Fleshandal.  I love the undercard promos.  They just add something to the whole fed.

 

Annie rules because she promos, too.  Go chica, go.

[Guest midnight_burn]

Me like very much, a jolly good promo.

[Guest BA_Baracus]

PROMO (Stubby P. McWeed);

"Gasp!

 

Lesbians in heat!

 

I can smell the ratings!

 

Mothernature says, why wasn't there a camera in that room?"