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Role-Play #:
003 - Won: 00 / Lost: 00 / Drawn: 00
-[Scene 1]-
~Jessica is on the
phone with Kayla, a developing wrestling rookie and a friend of
Jessica's and Faith's, in any case, this scene is continued from the last roleplay,
although the scene in the last roleplay ended with Kayla calling
Jessica, this scene begins midway through the telephone conversation~
Kayla:
come on,
Jessy...please?
Jessica:
I said no...
Kayla:
but I would make a
great wrestler, you know it, I know you do
Jessica:
I'm sorry but I don't
have the time anymore
Kayla:
with what? what can
possibly be taking up so much of your time?
Jessica:
I recently got back
into the wrestling industry, I can't just take time off now to train
some...some...rookie
Kayla:
What if I traveled
with you?
Jessica:
excuse me?
Kayla:
What if I traveled
alongside with you?
Jessica:
you wouldn't last a
week, if you traveled with me
Kayla:
Then let's have a bet
Jessica:
I'm not going bet
anything, I know what you're trying to do, and it's not working
Kayla:
I wouldn't bother you
at all, I'll even pay you to train me
pay me? now we're
talking...wait...maybe I could charge the shit out of her...I'll be
fucking rich in a few months...
Jessica:
pay me? I wouldn't
accept your money...
Kayla:
please? how much you
want? $500 dollars? $1,000 dollars?
Jessica:
I don't know...it
doesn't seem right...
Kayla:
okay...how does $2,000
dollars sound?
Jessica:
alright...I'll train
you...
Kayla:
thank you! thank you!
Jessica:
but only if you pay me
$5,000 dollars per week
Kayla:
Per week?
Jessica:
yeah but tragically
you don't have that kind of-
Kayla:
No, it's okay, if you
want $5,000 dollars then its fine chronicles
Jessica:
huh? you can't afford
that kind of money
Kayla:
says who? I'll just
take out money from the bank
Jessica:
well, let me think
about it, I'll give you my final answer later
Kayla:
thank you so mu-
~Jessica hangs up on
Kayla~
Jessica:
shut the fuck up...
5,000 dollars a
week...I WILL be the richest diva alive...yeah...Richest
ever...Richer than anyone...even that stupid Mike Lane...I can't
wait until we meet at Wargames...I will show him what kind of a
woman I can be...no one will ever expect how great I will be at
Wargames...I'll be damn good...that's right...damn good...no...I'll
be better than my brother, I'll be better than him...thus...becoming
the better Phoenix...I'll be the best Phoenix ever...and I'll make
that a fact, I will make that a fact...starting with my first match
in TPW...
Faith:
Jessica, Could you
come in here for a minute?
Jessica:
What you want?
Faith:
Just come...it's
really important...
Jessica:
Okay, Okay...here I
come...
~Jessica stands up
from sitting down on her bed, she walks towards the entrance of the
bedroom, she stops as soon as she hears an unusual giggle coming
from beyond the bedroom, she stops and looks around but decides to
walk out anyway, upon walking out, she sees Faith standing right
next to Kayla in front of a dining table, both Faith and Kayla smile
at Jessica~
Faith:
April Fools!!
Jessica:
April, what?
Faith:
April Fools...it's
April 1
Jessica:
no, it's not...it's
March 30th
Faith:
I don't think so, it's
Friday...go ahead, check the calendar
~Jessica runs to the
kitchen, where there's a calendar on the wall, although we only see
Faith and Kayla, we can hear Jessica's reaction~
Jessica:
oh fuck...I overslept
two days...
Faith:
You didn't oversleep,
you were awake all day yesterday
Jessica:
I don't remember
yesterday...
Kayla:
has she been doing
drugs?
Faith:
I don't think so...
Jessica:
and you...what the
fuck are you doing here? didn't you just call me?
Kayla:
Yeah...it was part of
the prank
Jessica:
the prank is
over...now get the fuck out of my house
Faith:
keep it down...
Jessica:
keep it down? who's
going to hear me? the neighbor?
Faith:
Mike's sleeping...
Jessica:
Mike is what? my
brother Mike is here?
Faith:
okay, Jessica...you
can't stop it with the April fools joke
Jessica:
what joke? I'm
serious...
Faith:
You got me, just stop
playing around
Jessica:
I'm not playing
around....
Kayla:
so how you doing,
Jessica?
Jessica:
I'm doing good, why
are you here? I told you to get the fuck out
Kayla:
Jeez...you really know
how to kill a good time
Jessica:
yeah, I know...I also
know how to kill people who annoy the shit out of me
Faith:
lower your voice...
Jessica:
Fuck you, I'll raise
my voice if I feel the need to
Faith:
Mike doesn't know
you're here...If he finds out, He'll get extremely piss off
Jessica:
what are you talking
about? I live here...
Kayla:
no, you don't
Jessica:
you
Kayla:
me?
Jessica:
yeah, you. shut
the fuck up, so Faith...you telling me that I don't live here?
Faith:
correct
Jessica:
you make no sense
whatsoever...If you need me, I'll be in the bathroom...
~Jessica walks away
into the long hallway, leaving Faith and Kayla alone~
Kayla:
so...can I get her
eggs?
Faith:
*sighs* yeah...I
guess, so...
Kayla:
you were right, she
really has changed
~Faith walks into the
kitchen but still talks to Kayla~'
Faith:
I really don't know
what to do anymore, she's gone crazy
Kayla:
have you taken her to
the doctor? or therapist?
Faith:
I tell her to seek
help but she refuses to accept the fact that she's going through a
hard stage in her life
Kayla:
we're all like
that...denial is a natural human emotion
Faith:
denial isn't a
emotion...its a stage of depression
Kayla:
and what's depression?
A serious state of sadness, right? being sad is a human emotion
Faith:
that's different...not
to change the subject but do you really want Jessica to train you?
Kayla:
Of course not...It was
part of the whole prank, I already been trained by some else
~Faith returns to the
dining table with a plate of eggs, she places them on the table, so
that Kayla can eat~
Faith:
that's good, so how's
your father? is he still smoking that pipe of his?
Kayla:
he died.
Faith:
I'm sorry...I didn't
know...
Kayla:
it's okay, its obvious
you didn't know...
Faith:
I feel like a bitch
now...
Kayla:
well...don't feel that
way...it's my fault, I should have told you earlier...
Faith:
don't blame
yourself...
Kayla:
what is that?
Faith:
what is what?
Kayla:
that...*points to a
gym bag*
Faith:
oh...that's Jessica's
gym bag, I just packed last night, she has a flight booked to Las
Vegas for this evening
Kayla:
could I...take a small
peek?
Faith:
I don't know...if
Jessica sees you then you're dead
Kayla:
she won't...I'll be
quick, I promise...
Faith:
well, okay...but I'm
letting you this only time, just so that we can be even
Kayla:
okay
~Kayla walks towards
Jessica's gym bag, she gets on her knees and opens the gym bag, she
looks inside of the gym bag in amazement~
Kayla:
she must be facing
someone good...
Faith:
she's facing this guy,
Mike
Kayla:
Mike? Mike Phoenix?
Faith:
no...not Mike
Phoenix...Mike Lane, I think
Kayla:
oh...where have I
heard that name before?
Faith:
TPW? World Heavyweight
Champion?
Kayla:
he has sideburns?
Faith:
I think so...not sure
though
Kayla:
I heard of him...he's
very good.
Faith:
you can say that...
Kayla:
but you're pro-Jessica
Phoenix, you wouldn't say anything against her
Faith:
says who?
Kayla:
you're her
friend...you wouldn't be against her...
Faith:
friendship is merely
an illusion for Jessica, she doesn't care about our friendship...so
why should I care?
Kayla:
what proof do you have
that makes you say that?
Faith:
She told me herself,
her exact words were "A Friend is just a known enemy."
Kayla:
oh...
Faith:
wait, why did you say
that she's facing someone good? how would you know?
Kayla:
there's about thousand
bottles of pills in here...
Faith:
those are her
medication pills, most of them are anti-depressants, please don't
touch them...
Kayla:
some of these have
interesting names, like this one...it's called Lithium...hey! wasn't
that a nirvana song?
Faith:
I think it was...now
leave those pills alone....
Kayla:
I will, I will...
Faith:
come eat your eggs
before they get cold
~Kayla walks back to
the dining table and sits down and begins eating her plate of eggs
as the scene ends~
-[Scene 2]-
~Scene starts as we
see the front of a rusty, old coffee shop that looks like a Denny's,
we then get a new camera shot of inside the coffee shop, where we
can see Jessica sitting down in a table next to the window, Jessica
looks out the window with a depressed look on her face, her eyes are
almost teary but she looks strong much not to, moments later we
Kayla walking towards Jessica's table, as soon as she makes it to
Jessica's table, she sits down by sliding into place in a happy
matter~
Kayla:
The food hasn't
arrived yet?
Jessica:
not yet...
Kayla:
so what were you
saying before? about authority and the a writer's emotions?
Jessica:
oh yeah...now listen
to this...
Kayla:
I'm hearing
Jessica:
Authoritative
personalities, like Pluto, fear the threat that comes not from idea,
but from emotion...you follow?
Kayla:
I follow...
Jessica:
Those in power never
want us to feel emotion, you know why?
Kayla:
No, why?
Jessica:
The human mind and
thoughts can be controlled and manipulated, but human emotion is
willful and unpredictable. Artists and writers threaten
authority by exposing lies and inspiring passion for change.
This is why when tyrants seize power, their firing squads aim at the
heart of the artist and writer
Kayla:
wow...you came up with
this all by yourself?
Jessica:
yeah...after reading a
little about history and shit like that...
Kayla:
I like your writing
Jessica:
thank you... but did
you know that I write only as a social responsibility?
Kayla:
a what?
Jessica:
a social
responsibility, let me explain...I believe I have no responsibility
to cure social ills or renew faith in humanity or to uplift the
spirits of society or even express the inner being of others but I
do believe I have a huge responsibility, which is to tell the truth.
You told me you want to become a writer like me, correct?
Kayla:
Correct...
Jessica:
when you are writing
you must ask yourself a question...is this truth? Do I believe in
the meaning of my story? and if the answer is no, toss it out and
start over again, but if your answer is yes, do everything possible
to get your work into the world, although a writer may, in his
private life, lie to others, even to him or herself, when that
writer creates, he is in fact telling truth and in a world of lies
and liars, an honest work of art is always an act of social
responsibility
Kayla:
wow...that's some
heavy stuff
Jessica:
no, not really, it's
my own unique way of looking at writing, could we talk about
Wrestling now? I didn't come here to talk about writing
Kayla:
well...how you feel
about your match? against Mike Lane?
Jessica:
you sound like a
fucking interviewer
Kayla:
You said you wanted to
talk about wrestling, didn't you?
Jessica:
*sighs* ask me again
then...
Kayla:
okay...how you feel
about your match against Mike Lane?
Jessica:
I feel godlike, enough
said...
Kayla:
huh? you can't say
that
Jessica:
Why not?
Kayla:
you don't really say
anything...for instance, in this case, godlike? what you mean by
that?
Jessica:
I feel greater than
any human on this planet, I feel stronger, I feel more powerful than
anyone else
Kayla:
So you feel greater
than Mike Lane?
Jessica:
Don't forget stronger
and powerful...
Kayla:
So you feel stronger,
more powerful and greater than Mike Lane?
Jessica:
I don't feel stronger
and more powerful or greater than Mike Lane...I am stronger, more
powerful and greater than Mike Lane
Kayla:
now you're just
changing the entire thing around
Jessica:
*sighs* you want a
real answer? here goes...Mike Lane, in my eyes, doesn't mean shit,
He might have won the TPW championship before but that doesn't mean
shit, you hear me? it doesn't mean an ounce of shit, he won that
title back when Jessica Phoenix wasn't around, he won that title
back when I was a mere human being like you or anybody else for that
matter, he won that title in the past, the past is the past, the
present is the present, and the future is the future, let me tell
you something...Jessica Phoenix is the present and in a couple of
days, the entire world will find out that Jessica Phoenix is the
future, the past don't mean shit, the past is past, if you still
live in the past then its about time you get a dose of reality
cause-
Waitress: coffee?
Jessica:
Yeah, I'll like a cup
of shut the fuck up, Don't you see I'm talking to my friend? I don't
want to be interrupt nor do I enjoy being interrupted...so where i
was I? oh yeah, like I was saying If you still live in the past then
its about time you get a dose of reality because no one cares about
the past, Wrestlers like Mike Lane, Mike Phoenix, Demon, Donny
Downfall are the past and look at them, they come not within a inch
of me, They will be forgotten in a couple of years but as for
me...I'll be around for billions of years, for I am Jessica Phoenix,
the greatest wrestler alive
Kayla:
kinda cocky there,
don't you think?
Jessica:
no...it's not cocky,
if I can back it up...and I can back up every single word I said
Kayla:
I hope you can
Jessica:
what is that suppose
to mean?
Kayla:
it means nothing...
Jessica:
then stop talking,
shit-talker...
Kayla:
shut up...so what
dreams do you have in mind?
Jessica:
I don't have dreams in
mind, I'm fully awake right now...maybe you're drifting in la la
land but not me, I'm serious about life...*breaks into laughter* god
that was funny...serious about life...I can't believe I just said
that
Kayla:
why are you so
suicidal? if you hate life so much, why don't you just kill
yourself?
Jessica:
I have...trust me, I
have...but life loves me too damn much...I keep failing...but
nowadays I rather just live to piss people off, I always show up at
people's doors and tell them, "I'm still alive, bitches!!!"
Kayla:
I find it funny that
Faith is trying to create life while you are trying to end it...
Jessica:
I find it funny
too...I mean Faith is playing god right now...that's so fucking cool
Kayla:
huh?
Jessica:
you have the life of
another human being in the palm of your hands for nine
months...that's playing the role of god right there
Kayla:
anyways...so what you
plan to do after your match with Mike Lane?
Jessica:
I don't know...sleep?
I love to sleep
Kayla:
did you know sleep is
the brother of Death?
Jessica:
if that's the case,
then I'm dating Sleep's brother...
Kayla:
oh god...I have to the
bathroom
Jessica:
Again?
Kayla:
I think those eggs I
ate earlier are getting to me
Jessica:
just go...
~Kayla runs off to the
bathroom, leaving Jessica by herself~
this may be the
final chance I get to talk to you...so let me be brief...I hate
life...I hate life...I hate life...it might sound like an annoying
cliché but I don't care...I want to die as soon as possible...screw
everyone, screw Mike Lane...I wish I could just shoot myself in the
middle of the ring...let the thousands of so-called "fans" see my
death...they'll probably enjoy it...they love violence...they love
blood and gore...I still to this say don't understand how could
thousands of people sit next to each other, elbow to elbow, for two
or more hours and just stare at a ring and watch two opponents beat
the living shit out of each other...how can they do it? how can they
invest more uninterrupted concentration on wrestling than work?
paying money to experience the violence and pain they'd do anything
to avoid in life...what attracts their attention? I guess I'll never
learn the real, true answer but a girl can dream...a girl can
dream...I wonder to myself if anyone out there likes me...I wonder
if anyone loves me or if anybody has ever even it thought to ask me
out...Love is a harsh game...not having anyone to love or have
anyone love you back hurts me more than any other pain I have ever
experienced
Voice:
but I love you...
Jessica:
You do?
Voice:
yeah...
Jessica:
I love you too...
Voice:
How much you love
me?
Jessica:
I guess I love you a
lot...since you're my first love...let me ask you...how much you
love me?
Voice:
A whole lot...
Jessica:
really?
Voice:
nah...I'm just
fucking with you, April Fools...
Jessica:
oh...you tricked
me...I thought you loved me
Voice:
I thought you loved
me too...
Waitress:
excuse me? are you ok?
Jessica:
I'm fine
Waitress: you were
just talking to yourself, are you sure your fine?
Jessica:
...nah...I'm just
fucking with you...April Fools...
~the scene ends as
Jessica smiles at the waitress~ |