Post by Doc Holiday on Feb 3, 2024 23:58:32 GMT -5
The scene opens up in the charred ruins of Dolce Vita RV and Trailer park. Nothing is left, but ashes from homes of people who had nothing, yet now, had even less. As the camera pans around no one is around except two figures who stand amongst the rubble. The two people are none other than the former "Trailer Park Princess" and her parole officer Steve. Mercedes is dressed in black Action Wrestling branded sweat pants and sweatshirt. Steve is dressed in a khaki pants and a nice red dress sweater. As they look at what are the ruins of her former home we pick up on their conversation.
"What am I going to do now Steve? This is where I grew up, this is where my mom and dad banged one out to make me." Mercedes says in only a way that she could. Truthful, yet somewhat blunt at the same time.
Steve raises his eyebrows at the last comment, but keeps it rolling, "Well Mercedes, it's gonna be tough. Sometimes, bad things happen to..." Steve thinks before he says the next thing to say "people who are trying their best."
Mercedes looks lost as she just stares into the landscape full of charred ashes, "I don't even know how to feel Steve. Part of me wants to grab Vespertine by the neck and rip her fucking throat out and feed it to her. The other part of me wants to shut the world out and go on a three day bender full of drinking, snorting, injecting, and fighting"
"Let's not get irrational, this isn't the end of your story, kid. You've come along way in the few months that you've been in wrestling. The new Mercedes is a fighter and one that doesn't give up. You've got the support of everyone that has ever been in your shoes. Low income, no income, food stamps, WIC, welfare, child support, and rental assistance, they all have your back. Not to mention all the young girls who look up to you, you were the last Women's Champ in Action Wrestling. You're a better person than you were before, it's not time to give up now," Steve mentions
"Thanks Steve, I guess I'll have to find a different way to do my Vision Quest now." Mercedes jokes.
"You've seen Vision Quest?" Steve says surprised.
"Fuck yeah, you know the Indian kid isn't even Indian." Mercedes says doing a 'mind blown' gesture to her head.
"Well yeah, I've seen the movie." Steve responds. He pulls out a small camcorder from his pocket. "Why don't we just get a short message out for your opponent Niobe Martin this week."
Mercedes ponders for a second and then nodes as Steve starts recording.
"I'm going to keep this short and sweet. Because I'm really having a hard time processing all this right now. That will take time, but I have to keep moving, because what's done is done. No amount of words or punches thrown will bring back this place back to me. It's a place that only lives in my memory, for better or for worse. I feel sorry for Niobe Martin, because she is going to feel the fucking wrath of what Vespertine did. A piece of me has disappeared and right now its filled with a fire so hot that you makes the most potent moonshine with it. Not that I know anything about that process or anything. Back to my point, Niobe we've been down this road before and I was the one who came out on top even without something fueling me. Nothing will change except for the brutality that I inflict. So check on the insurance policy that we have in AW, because I know that state medical ain't covering the shit that I'm going to do to you. While you're at it, notify your next of kin, because If I still feel some sort of way at Clash, it might not be pretty what happens before I come down from this emotional rollercoaster. I will make sure you, Vespertine, or anybody that fucks with me or my family...
YOU WILL REMEMBER THE NAME...
MERCEDES
ALEXUS
DEMAREUX"
FADE TO BLACK!
"What am I going to do now Steve? This is where I grew up, this is where my mom and dad banged one out to make me." Mercedes says in only a way that she could. Truthful, yet somewhat blunt at the same time.
Steve raises his eyebrows at the last comment, but keeps it rolling, "Well Mercedes, it's gonna be tough. Sometimes, bad things happen to..." Steve thinks before he says the next thing to say "people who are trying their best."
Mercedes looks lost as she just stares into the landscape full of charred ashes, "I don't even know how to feel Steve. Part of me wants to grab Vespertine by the neck and rip her fucking throat out and feed it to her. The other part of me wants to shut the world out and go on a three day bender full of drinking, snorting, injecting, and fighting"
"Let's not get irrational, this isn't the end of your story, kid. You've come along way in the few months that you've been in wrestling. The new Mercedes is a fighter and one that doesn't give up. You've got the support of everyone that has ever been in your shoes. Low income, no income, food stamps, WIC, welfare, child support, and rental assistance, they all have your back. Not to mention all the young girls who look up to you, you were the last Women's Champ in Action Wrestling. You're a better person than you were before, it's not time to give up now," Steve mentions
"Thanks Steve, I guess I'll have to find a different way to do my Vision Quest now." Mercedes jokes.
"You've seen Vision Quest?" Steve says surprised.
"Fuck yeah, you know the Indian kid isn't even Indian." Mercedes says doing a 'mind blown' gesture to her head.
"Well yeah, I've seen the movie." Steve responds. He pulls out a small camcorder from his pocket. "Why don't we just get a short message out for your opponent Niobe Martin this week."
Mercedes ponders for a second and then nodes as Steve starts recording.
"I'm going to keep this short and sweet. Because I'm really having a hard time processing all this right now. That will take time, but I have to keep moving, because what's done is done. No amount of words or punches thrown will bring back this place back to me. It's a place that only lives in my memory, for better or for worse. I feel sorry for Niobe Martin, because she is going to feel the fucking wrath of what Vespertine did. A piece of me has disappeared and right now its filled with a fire so hot that you makes the most potent moonshine with it. Not that I know anything about that process or anything. Back to my point, Niobe we've been down this road before and I was the one who came out on top even without something fueling me. Nothing will change except for the brutality that I inflict. So check on the insurance policy that we have in AW, because I know that state medical ain't covering the shit that I'm going to do to you. While you're at it, notify your next of kin, because If I still feel some sort of way at Clash, it might not be pretty what happens before I come down from this emotional rollercoaster. I will make sure you, Vespertine, or anybody that fucks with me or my family...
YOU WILL REMEMBER THE NAME...
MERCEDES
ALEXUS
DEMAREUX"
FADE TO BLACK!