Ooo! I hate that Christian guy! I always have, and I always will! What a bastard! I was walking around quietly trying to get out of this arena with my new and very pretty Hardcore title... And then WHAM! Christian knocks me down and 1-2-3! My 45 minute reign as first women wrestler to have the title is over!
Cuz besides me, there once was one other women, but it was one Godfather's ho's. And that doesn't count because she wasn't a women wrestler.
I feel kinda bad about what I did to Hurricane, but I'm sure he understands. Anyone who knows me, knows that my secret goal in life is to be a hardcore wrestler. I don't enjoy bra and panties matches and thankfully I've never been in one (well, I was in an evening gown match, which was just as degrading)
That's one of the reasons why I'm thankful for Raven. Obviously, the guy had a really, really big crush on me. But, besides the big (and weird) crush, he also believed that I had the makings of a good wrestler. And this is from a man I had been watching back when he was ECW. But, besides my respect for him... I don't know. I never really had any sort of chemical reaction to him. He's cute, but not my kind of guy.
Actually, I don't even know what 'my kind of guy' is... I thought Spike Dudley was the guy for me... until I saw him with Stacy Kiebler. And I do mean 'with.'
That's around the time I started talking with Shane Helms, and as fast as a -WOOSH- I left.
What was I talking about? Oh yeah, Raven. He's a nice guy. A little on the bipolar side of life, but nice neverless. He started following me around and his girl at the time (Ninja Girl, who was really Tori) didn't seem to like all the unwanted attention I was getting from him. And we had a couple of fights that were kind of Hardcore, I guess. They were kind of anything-goes, get smacked in the parking lot kinda fights.
My cousin is Crash, 13-time Hardcore title holder, so it's kinda in my blood. I may not go by the last name Holly anymore, but the things that are born in you, they never leave. No matter what you do. So even though I'm now a Superhero, that doesn't mean I've lost my Holly spirit or my love for Hardcore.
And no, I don't mean my other cousin. I mean, cookie sheets being smacked up-side someone head. A fire extinguisher going off in someone's face to momentary blind them, so you get an upper hand. A person's body making a -CRUNCH-ing noise as it goes through a garbage can. The trill of spontaneous objects being thrown into the mix. That, to me is heaven.
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A/N: How is it so far? Don' worry, it'll be all sappy soon... And I'm finally branching out of my Molly/Raven ficcys! First the Raven/Lita and now Molly/Christian!! I am so proud of myself! ^_^ I'll continue if people like! Rock On!
Cuz besides me, there once was one other women, but it was one Godfather's ho's. And that doesn't count because she wasn't a women wrestler.
I feel kinda bad about what I did to Hurricane, but I'm sure he understands. Anyone who knows me, knows that my secret goal in life is to be a hardcore wrestler. I don't enjoy bra and panties matches and thankfully I've never been in one (well, I was in an evening gown match, which was just as degrading)
That's one of the reasons why I'm thankful for Raven. Obviously, the guy had a really, really big crush on me. But, besides the big (and weird) crush, he also believed that I had the makings of a good wrestler. And this is from a man I had been watching back when he was ECW. But, besides my respect for him... I don't know. I never really had any sort of chemical reaction to him. He's cute, but not my kind of guy.
Actually, I don't even know what 'my kind of guy' is... I thought Spike Dudley was the guy for me... until I saw him with Stacy Kiebler. And I do mean 'with.'
That's around the time I started talking with Shane Helms, and as fast as a -WOOSH- I left.
What was I talking about? Oh yeah, Raven. He's a nice guy. A little on the bipolar side of life, but nice neverless. He started following me around and his girl at the time (Ninja Girl, who was really Tori) didn't seem to like all the unwanted attention I was getting from him. And we had a couple of fights that were kind of Hardcore, I guess. They were kind of anything-goes, get smacked in the parking lot kinda fights.
My cousin is Crash, 13-time Hardcore title holder, so it's kinda in my blood. I may not go by the last name Holly anymore, but the things that are born in you, they never leave. No matter what you do. So even though I'm now a Superhero, that doesn't mean I've lost my Holly spirit or my love for Hardcore.
And no, I don't mean my other cousin. I mean, cookie sheets being smacked up-side someone head. A fire extinguisher going off in someone's face to momentary blind them, so you get an upper hand. A person's body making a -CRUNCH-ing noise as it goes through a garbage can. The trill of spontaneous objects being thrown into the mix. That, to me is heaven.
^~~^^~~^^~~^^~~^^~~^^~~^^~~^^~~^^~~^^~~^^~~^^~~^^~~^^~~^^~~^^~~^^~~^
A/N: How is it so far? Don' worry, it'll be all sappy soon... And I'm finally branching out of my Molly/Raven ficcys! First the Raven/Lita and now Molly/Christian!! I am so proud of myself! ^_^ I'll continue if people like! Rock On!