[Roleplay] _________________________________________________________________

Brandi James stood outside the door numbered 45. She took a deep breath and opened it, walking in. There is one half of the tag team titles laying on the bed and you can hear a very bad impression of Kid rock coming from a room with steam coming from under the edges of the doors. The water is shut off and the door is flung open much to Brandi’s surprise.

“You think you got it good in holly wood,” Cody Carson sang as he came out of the bathroom, baring nothing at all. “I got accords of land laid back in the hood.”

“Water must be cold eh?” Brandi said. Suddenly Cody look sat her wide-eyed and dives beside his bed. You see his hand come up and grabs a pair of boxers off the bed as Brandi giggles. “ Don't cover up on my account Carson, it's not like I you have anything that I haven't seen before.”

A hand comes back above the bed in the form of a really bad puppet. Cody starts to move his fingers as if talking then suddenly turns his hand and flips brandi off. The hand then grabs a pair of blue jeans down and Cody stands up, pulling them on and doing up the belt. Brandi gives him a look that says, ‘same to you asshole.’ And Cody smirks. “ What the fuck do you want? To come and tell me how Great Mike young is, or how much you want Rick in the sack… Or have you gotten some other idea on how to fuck with me?”

Brandi Glares at him and puts her hands on her hip, raising an eyebrow. “Carson? You really think I couldn't get Rick in the sack....come on now. Think I'm not sexy enough to pull that off?”

“You are sexy enough, But I‘m pretty sure his wife could kick your ass.” Cody pulled his shirt on and stared at brandi. “What do you want?”

“Nothing”

Cody scratches his head. "You came here to tell me you had nothing to say to me..." Cody crosses his arms and raises his eye brows.

“Yeah, I just suddenly lost the urge to speak to you.”

Cody walks up to her and gives her a stern look. "IF you thought coming in here to get me to favour you in the match... Its not happening. But if you came in here to just see me... I guess that’s cool." Cody motioned over to the bed, Brandi glares at him. "No you dumb ass.. Come sit."

Brandi crosses her arms and smirks. “I’m fine here, and I don't need your favouritism in my match. In case you don't remember, I can handle myself in the ring. I can kick Carmen’s ass or, any other woman, that wants to take me on. Hell, I'm probably tougher then most of the male roster here. So don't inflate your ego thinking I came here to get you to call the match my way.”

Carson give her a weird look. "I was jokin." Cody turned away and started to pack up his bags. "Shawn called me today. he asked me if I had seen you..." Cody scoffed. "I almost told him where you where... But, I didn't, one because I don’t know where you stand... and two because I wouldn't tell that son of a bitch where anyone was. let alone you."

“Ok.”

“Yeah, He said something about the penthouse and a sale or some shit.” Cody turned back to her. "You know what he was talking about..." Cody paused and stared at brandi. "Jesus, what the hell is up with you."

“Nothing, and yeah it's about money. Walsh blew all his money on drugs and booze. He barely has any, plus Tanya is after him for child support for Jesse. So he wants me to rush the Penthouse in New York sale. It's the last thing from the divorce we have to split.”

"Ah." Cody replied. "You know if you don't soon come in here, I will..." Cody stopped. "Fuck it..." Cody through the set bag on the floor and Brandi looked puzzled. he turned and Grabbed her, tackling her onto the bed. He pins her down just so she can't do anything. "Now, if you don't tell me what’s on your mind, I'm going to hold you here until you do."

“I'm fine”

"don't lie to me."

“ I'm not...now let me up.”

Cody lets her up..."why can't it be like old times"

“What do you mean?”

“Like back when you and I could joke around and shit... Now it seems like tighter then a virgin. I mean hell with walsh out of the picture, Its basically smooth sailing for you...me on the other hand, i have to be Jalies bitch. So why can't we fuck around.” Cody asked looking at her

“Carson, what are you talking about? I'm divorce from a man who's completely fucked up my life. You think it's smooth sailing, hell I'm in therapy from what Walsh put me through. All I want is to find someone that I can relate to, and have a good time with. Hopefully he's a calculating as I am, and likes fool around a lot.”

Cody closes his eyes and drops his head into his hands. "If Carmen..."

“If Carmen what? You know what, me coming here wasn't a good idea. I have no clue why I did. I'm going to go, it's use-less.”

“ Brandi Wait... Look, I need you right now... Your the only one I got… Seth out… Jalie and Carmen hate me… A3 is all men... Brandi, I need you.

Brandi shakes her head

“No, man needs me. I'm nothing”

Cody stands up and grabs her, pulling her in so they are face to face ... he almost kisses her but carmen flashes in front of his eyes and he can't. He instead whispers into her ear. "Brandi... No matter what is said or what is done, I will always need you." He gives her a hug and she leans back and looks at him.

“Thanks, but that doesn't help me much. I really should go. I'm sure there's something I have to do. “

Cody nods. "But before you go..." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out an old school ring. HE grabs her hand and slips it on her finger. "When ever you think I'm not with you... Look at that ring..." Cody leans in to give her a kiss on the cheek but she pulls away and walks to the bed.

“I can't take this.” Brandi takes the ring off of her finger, and sets it on the bed. “I just can't.. Cody, I'm no good.”

“IF your no good then what does that make me.” Cody snapped back

“I don't know,”

“Just take the damn ring. You can garbage if it you want... Just take it as a gift.“ Cody replied and picked it up.

“I'm sorry, Carson. And you know I don't say that often. Just so you know, Sunday is going to be my last match in AWA. I just thought you should be the first to know.”

“Fine leave me with nothing then…” Cody shakes his head. “And they call me heartless.”

“Cody, no one should. I know that I'm heartless, that shouldn't shock anyone. But really You seem to have things under control. I'm not need at all here. I have no one other than you, and soon you and Carmen will be back together. That will leave me with nothing, There's no point to it staying. Cody looked at the ground. Then up at her.

“Just one last kiss, and I let you go freely. I won't fight you on it..."

Brandi pauses, and looks at Cody. She back away a bit.

“Carson, I can't. You're.…”

Before Brandi can finish her statement. Cody walks up to her, and wraps her tightly in his arms, then kisses her. After the kiss Cody backs away, and looks at Brandi who's eyes appear to be full of tears. Brandi touches her lips, then looks down, and whispers.

“I'm not the woman for you Cody.” Brandi said.

“Give me one, just one good reason why not?” Cody questioned

Brandi looks up at Cody, and a single tear drop down her cheek.

“Because, I want certain things you just may not be able to do and give me.”

“Like?” He asked.

“It's complicated…” She said

“No, tell me. Like what? Oh I can't give you these things, but you'd allow Damien Sparks or maybe even Rick Young to give you these things?”

Brandi takes a deep breath, and wipes her eyes. She looks up at Cody, with a cold stare. She puts her hand on his chest.

“Damien Sparks, is an arrogant man. He worries about himself, and what he has to gain from situations. I'm not all too sure about Rick Young, but if he's anything like what his reputation, then he's out for himself, and to use situations to his advantage as well. Truth is, if the opportunity came to me, and I was asked by Sam, Hunter, Mike, who ever to make things interesting. Let's just say I'm not so sure my answer would be No.” Brandi pauses “That's the difference between us Carson. You always do the right thing. I always do what's right for Brandi James, no one else. And that is the cold hard truth.” Brandi explained

Cody shuts his eyes tightly, and grabs Brandi's arm.

“That's not true, you did what ever Walsh asked you to do. You loved Shawn Walsh, and were loyal to him.” Cody replied

Brandi removes Cody’s hand, and backs away.

“That's because whatever was in his best interest was in mine. Shawn was my husband, and I loved him. He was exactly like me. The things were pulled off together are things that people just talk about. No one would have ever had the stomach to do the shit we did. Shawn and I were one in the same. Yes, I did whatever that man needed, because I wanted to, I like rocking the boat. I'm not the woman the fans cheer for, and hope to win. I'm the woman the boo because they are jealous. The men want me, and the women wish they looked like me. I'm the total package, in every way.”

Cody opens his eyes, and shakes his head as he chuckles.

“ Gee, Brandi, have much of an ego?”

“I have an ego, because I can back everything I say. Carson, I would have handed you over to who ever in RWA if it meant it benefited Walsh or Me. Would there have been a backlash? Sure there would have from Jalie and Seth, but I would have dealt with it head on.”

Cody walks to Brandi, and hugs her, then softly kisses her forehead.

“You wouldn't Brandi, you think you would but you would never. You're just talking this game. Never for a second do I believe you would put anyone before me.”

Brandi takes a deep breath.

“I wish you didn't believe that. I really have to go.”

“Alright, but I'll talk to you later.”

Brandi smirks, at Cody. He opens the door for her as she leave. Carson leans over to kiss her one last time, but he barely gets her cheek. Cody shuts the door, and Brandi stands in the hallway of the hotel. She reaches into her black Gucci pocketbook , and pulls out her cell phone. She hits her phonebook button, then finds the number she needs the reads "Weasel".

“Hey, Stryker...yeah it's Brandi...do me a favour. Find out exactly all the dirt you can on the entire Farkas family.”

Jimmy's voice can be heard as if he's giggling with happiness like a little girl. He can be heard asking Brandi "why".

“Don't you worry about the Why Jimmy, I have an idea.”

Brandi pauses, and looks at Cody's door, then runs her hand over the it. She shrugs then walks away still speaking to Jimmy Stryker as the scene fades out.

[Match talk] _________________________________________________________________

Privileged. Every single competitor on the AWA roster is privileged. They're getting paid to do something each, and everyone of them love to do. Well over half of them should consider them selves the luckiest people in the world, since they do not meet the standards of what an AWA competitor should be. I can not stay blind to the crime anymore. There are people who should simply not be here. They aren't good enough.

Some perhaps are good enough, but don't seem to give a damn anymore, that is perhaps worse than just not meeting the standards. At least those morons care about the company and want to try and do well. There are some who just don't give a fuck - Tell me Mike, Do you? Do you really give a fuck? Or have I distracted you too much with your family. You know exactly what I'm talking about Your kid brother, and Rick, something needs to be done about it. It's sickening

No Heart, No Passion, No Victory Tomorrow

It's a tragedy. It's a shame to see what you are becoming Mike. All this time in this company and now he is in need of some Prozac. He is going into a deep depression, from yours truly. Millions of small children look up to this man, they consider him some sort of a hero. Every time he makes his way to the ring the arena erupts in cheers and how does he respond to there love..

Soon, it will be

"Uh.. I don't care anymore.."

It's a sad state of affairs. It's sickening. It just proves how idiotic the people actually are. If they knew the real Mike Young they'd know, Mike Young is a man who could not care less about anyone of them, he only comes down to the ring because "Its the only thing he knows", and they cheer him like he is a god. It's disgusting to think of how low the levels of intelligence is among the AWA audience.

I've have had just about enough of what I can take from Mike Young's mother hen, stinking attitude. I'm growing tired of his boring words. I am sick of hearing Mike Young, and the Shooting stars voices. they needs help - and are there any better men than A3 to give them the help they need? I don't think so. Mike needs some sense knocking into him. He is blinded by his family issues to see just how fortunate he is. Mark my words

A3 is going to beat the shit right out of Mikey and your little bitches too. This is not just a match for me anymore. After hearing Mike drone on, and on, and on, he now has a special motive going into this match. Yes, he wants to win - and he will, and so on, and so on. Mike Young is not a better talent than Cody Carson. Yes, I do want Brandi as a friend and a trusted allie. Hell she could beat you ass in this match. My fiancée could beat your ass in this match… You having nothing mike. But you know I can't allow Brandi and Carmen to distract me, A3 is going to beat the shit right out of Mikey and your little bitches too. This is not just a match for me anymore. After hearing Mike drone on, and on, and on, he now has a special motive going into this match. Yes, he wants to win - and he will, and so on, and so on. Mike Young is not a better talent than Cody Carson. Yes, I do want Brandi as a friend and a trusted allie. Hell she could beat you ass in this match. My fiancée could beat your ass in this match… You having nothing mike. But you know I can't allow Brandi and Carmen to distract me,

I may have to face to him at the start of match, but by the end of it a defeated and battered Mike Young will always remember the name Cody Carson, because he will be the man that changed his attitude towards life.

Face it, We're going against Mike Young and the shooting stars, and it is going to be an awesome match regardless of the attitude of either men. This is a pay per view caliber match up. To say that I' am not excited for this match would be a lie. This is my major chance to show off my talents. As of yet, I really haven't had the opportunity. I mean look at my opponents as. Simon Sensation, Josh Stevens, Alex Wilkins… Jesus. This is my chance to put on the type of match I have wanted to do since I walked through these doors. A3 vs. Mike Young, and the Shooting stars.

It has the potential to be one hell of a match, and it will be, I mean Hell I’m in it. Mike Young may not care about the match quality, but I sure as hell do. Not because I want the people to love me - that is not even on my list of things to do before I die. I have great matches for myself. Mike is going to have no choice to put on the match of his life, because he is in the ring with the greatest talent this industry has ever seen. He is in the ring with Cody Carson.

I Mean hell mike, what is your problem. You haven’t been around, Its like you want me to make you look alike a fucking fluke. You know why your not around. Because everything I have said and one, has hit home. And you know that even on your best damn day you can’t touch me. See mike, there is one thing that matters… Winning. No matter what any one has told you, winning is everyone ultimate goal. The fans don’t like to cheer a loser. Hell, they boo me, but I’m no loser bitch. The boo me, because I make them see the truth that every wrestler hide behind. The truth that there is never a perfect record.

For some, it breaks there whole career apart. Other, it’s said to make them strong, and I am living proof of that. Or maybe you forgot about Josh Stevens. He beat Seth Thomas and I. Then the next week, I went out and showed him just who the hell he was dealing with.

Soften you up? Hell man, if I wanted to soften you up, I would get you put in jail. You would last like two hours. And in those two hours, your ass would have been fucked so many times, you wouldn’t believe it. No, this match isn’t to soften you up. This match is to prove that A3 is the super power of this company. But poor little mike young has to relate everything o himself. Nothing is about others. That’s why you won’t let your brother fight. Heh, to bad rick got shot. I bet he could come in really handy eh?

Go ahead, find a fourth, a five, hell go find ten more guys. Its doesn’t matter how many you get. A3 will prevail. No matter what. Win or lose, we will not die.

Holy shit…A clever though just hit me. Why don’t you go slit your wrist with a dirty razor, and sit in a warm bath. You little fucking bitch. Wait, I forgot your to pussy to kill yourself. So why not get you little brother to do it for you. Then you can slit his throat and die together. A regular Romeo and fucking Juliet.

The AWA’s savoir,

The Resolution

Cody Carson.

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