Play By Our Own Rules
By WWFDivaGirl (Miss Calysto helped pick the names! Her stories are cool!)
***Originally published under my old name, I'm not copying it from anyone!***
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Disclaimer: Don't own anybody, except Rachel and Skye. Please don't sue me. I'm broke. *sniff*sniff* I have no money.…
**These are actions in promos**
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Rachel and Skye, the two latest signings to the WWF. They were going to be the first real women's tag team, BABE, Busty And Beautiful Establishment. Best of friends, they had helped each other in the long months it took to get where they were now, a long, scabby corridor. And it was worth it.
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Rachel was the slightly older one. She was the high flier, the risk taker, the daredevil. She originally had gingery red hair, but now it was a vibrant, crimson red, with calm watery blue streaks in it. Her hair reached just past her shoulders. She was quite tall, with legs Stacey Keibler would die for. She was naturally very busty, and her toned, flat stomach told the crowds of the years she had spent preparing for her contract. She had three tattoos, one Chinese for "rebel" on her shoulder blade, the word "Angel" on her very lower stomach, and a little carton devil on her right butt cheek. Her personality was so off the wall that nobody would ever be able to pin down her characteristics. She had her own style of clothes that could change from day to day, but still have a certain unknown link about each totally different outfit.
Skye was a little younger than Rachel. She was Rachel's best friend, and they were the only people that relied on each other. Skye was a natural temptress, a little flirt since the age of three. Her beautiful blonde hair was always rumpled and reached just above her shoulders. Skye was more of the valet girl, but she had an impressive feminine attack. She had a firm ass, accented perfectly by a Chinese tattoo meaning "Lone Star". She was also naturally busty, but a little bit shorter than Rachel. Skye had a flirty personality, but could bring out a venomous streak if and when needed. More often than not, she would wear trousers, but she still looked hot in a skirt.
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They would be up and ready for business, if only they could find their room.
As part of their gimmick, they were going to have a pink room, with drapes and mirrors and flowers everywhere. Silky sofas, lots of perfume and a very girly atmosphere, that would be the describing features of BABE. With any hope, the scriptwriters would introduce more girls to the "Establishment of Beauty and Power". Skye was hoping that they would get someone like Trish involved, while Rachel had her fingers crossed to include the high flying Lita. Still, anyone would be a great addition to the team.
Rachel and Skye were walking, more accurately, strutting around backstage, still confident, despite their loss of direction. Rachel's hair was loose, and she was wearing very low cut jeans and a vibrant blue backless top. This outfit revealed her "Angel" tattoo, and also her "rebel" tattoo, but her little devil was safely locked away. Skye, however, was decked out in a bright pink cat suit. It was cut low enough to reveal her "Lone Star" tattoo, which Skye flaunted with pride. These girls looked like a force to be reckoned with, and they would be, if only they could find their rooms!
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Eventually, the girls found their room. They decided to follow their noses, and the scent of perfume led them to a VERY pink room. Skye gasped at the room, which was more like a Honeymoon Suite than a changing room, as Rachel scoffed at the pink hangings and white roses.
"I'm not some pretty girl they can treat like a valet. I'm here to fight." She stated to her best friend, who, incidentally, wasn't listening to a word she was saying, because she was too busy going sappy over the soft, pink couch. "Honestly, how did I get stuck with you, Cloudy?" That was one of Rachel's nicknames for Skye. Depending on her friend's mood, she called her some form of weather of another. Cloudy referred to either slightly moody or judgement impaired.
"It's so pretty!" said Skye, swimming around the room.
"I'm going for some air." Said Rachel. Don't get her wrong, she adores her friend, just she can act like a love struck puppy dog at times, and Rachel didn't want to have to slap some sense into Skye tonight. She walked out of the room, and stood next to the trestle table with coffee on it, sighing heavily.
"Well, if it isn't the new girl" said an overdramatic voice. Rachel swung round, to catch sight of Chris Irvine, Y2J. "I'm Chris Irvine, but you can call me God"
"Yeah, in another lifetime, maybe." Said Rachel, smirking. "Let's get one thing straight from the beginning, pretty boy. I'm not your average woozy Diva. I'm not a two-cent slut, and I do what I want to do. I may be in BABE, but that doesn't mean that in real life I'm a cheap valet girl. Mess with me and I'll pop your ego the hard way."
Chris stared at the pretty redhead in front of him. "Mess with me, and I'll show you the world doesn't revolve around you. It revolves around ME."
"Mutual understanding, then." Said Rachel, smiling threateningly. "See you around" and she headed back to her locker room, hoping all guys didn't assume that because she was paid to play the floozy, that she really was a whore.
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By the time Rachel had reached the room, Skye had already got a man in he room, which turned out to be the camera guy. Basically, they were going to be shooting some promos with some Superstars who they would introduce themselves to, and then they would get work with the Godfather, accompanying him to the ring.
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**A knock at the door told the new girls that there was a visitor. With a quick yell of "come in!" the girls saw the figure of Christian head towards their table, where they were looking at fashion magazines.**
"Hi, I'm Christian... I'm the European champion... rumour has it that one of you girls are from Europe..." said Christian, looking at the two girls, who just stared back at Christian, not blinking and not saying anything. "Well, once again, I'm Christian, I'm the cool guy round here... if you ever need to find anything out... well, bye"
**Christian left the room, and the girls that had been like statues before now looked at each other and said "freak!" A small shiver of creepiness ran down Skye's spine, and they got back to looking at their magazines, as though nothing had happened.**
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**The door banged open, and Godfather walked into the room, with a loud cheer from the audience, but was without his usual flock of girls.**
"Hey, ladies!" said Godfather. "I'm looking for some company tonight. Match against Storm."
"Hello Godfather" breathed Skye, flicking her eyelashes flirtatiously. "I think you have come to the right place."
"I'm Rachel, this is my friend Skye. We're Beautiful and Busty Establishment, or BABE, but you can call us." Said Rachel.
"Call you what?" asked Godfather.
"Call us on our cells." Said Skye, in her sweet, simpering girlie voice. "You looking for two valet girls for tonight?"
"Yeah, sweetie pie." Said Godfather, looking at her pink cat suit. "I'm looking for some girls for the night."
"You got the money?" asked Rachel, breathily but to the point. Godfather nodded, and threw down a wad of cash. "Let's go, sister."
**Skye and Rachel got up, and took an arm each, smiling at Godfather, they left the room, and headed off towards the ring.**
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Rachel waited patiently to go to the ring. Her "inner chi" was flowing, and she was calm and ready. Basically, Storm and Godfather would be fighting, and Christian would come and try to interfere in the match. While Skye did the usual Diva panicking bit, Rachel would pull out a chair and clean Jason Reso (Christian) out. Godfather would end up winning the match, and Skye and Rachel end up dancing with him, before heading backstage.
The fight was well scripted to introduce the girls. Skye would be introduced as the "girly girl", the usual Diva, and it would also show Rachel's hardcore side. Accompanying Godfather to the ring also showed their business side. ~
"Don't muck up, ok?" asked Rachel to Skye, who pretended to be insulted.
"Like I would do that!" she retorted. "Actually, fair point..." giggling, Skye calmed down, and brushed her hair out of her eyes. "Our debut... this is gonna really kick ass, Ray. I'm so glad that you're here with me." Skye said to her friend.
"Me, too" agreed Rachel.
"Hey, what about me?" moaned their employer for the evening. Rachel and Skye just giggled.
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How will the match go? How will BABE continue? Will Vince scrap the idea, like he did with so many other storylines (*cough*Trish and Rock*cough*)? How will the rebel Rachel and the sweet Skye get along? Will the crowd like them? (slight hint, here people… review please!) Thanks for reading! I'll post more soon!
By WWFDivaGirl (Miss Calysto helped pick the names! Her stories are cool!)
***Originally published under my old name, I'm not copying it from anyone!***
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Disclaimer: Don't own anybody, except Rachel and Skye. Please don't sue me. I'm broke. *sniff*sniff* I have no money.…
**These are actions in promos**
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Rachel and Skye, the two latest signings to the WWF. They were going to be the first real women's tag team, BABE, Busty And Beautiful Establishment. Best of friends, they had helped each other in the long months it took to get where they were now, a long, scabby corridor. And it was worth it.
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Rachel was the slightly older one. She was the high flier, the risk taker, the daredevil. She originally had gingery red hair, but now it was a vibrant, crimson red, with calm watery blue streaks in it. Her hair reached just past her shoulders. She was quite tall, with legs Stacey Keibler would die for. She was naturally very busty, and her toned, flat stomach told the crowds of the years she had spent preparing for her contract. She had three tattoos, one Chinese for "rebel" on her shoulder blade, the word "Angel" on her very lower stomach, and a little carton devil on her right butt cheek. Her personality was so off the wall that nobody would ever be able to pin down her characteristics. She had her own style of clothes that could change from day to day, but still have a certain unknown link about each totally different outfit.
Skye was a little younger than Rachel. She was Rachel's best friend, and they were the only people that relied on each other. Skye was a natural temptress, a little flirt since the age of three. Her beautiful blonde hair was always rumpled and reached just above her shoulders. Skye was more of the valet girl, but she had an impressive feminine attack. She had a firm ass, accented perfectly by a Chinese tattoo meaning "Lone Star". She was also naturally busty, but a little bit shorter than Rachel. Skye had a flirty personality, but could bring out a venomous streak if and when needed. More often than not, she would wear trousers, but she still looked hot in a skirt.
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They would be up and ready for business, if only they could find their room.
As part of their gimmick, they were going to have a pink room, with drapes and mirrors and flowers everywhere. Silky sofas, lots of perfume and a very girly atmosphere, that would be the describing features of BABE. With any hope, the scriptwriters would introduce more girls to the "Establishment of Beauty and Power". Skye was hoping that they would get someone like Trish involved, while Rachel had her fingers crossed to include the high flying Lita. Still, anyone would be a great addition to the team.
Rachel and Skye were walking, more accurately, strutting around backstage, still confident, despite their loss of direction. Rachel's hair was loose, and she was wearing very low cut jeans and a vibrant blue backless top. This outfit revealed her "Angel" tattoo, and also her "rebel" tattoo, but her little devil was safely locked away. Skye, however, was decked out in a bright pink cat suit. It was cut low enough to reveal her "Lone Star" tattoo, which Skye flaunted with pride. These girls looked like a force to be reckoned with, and they would be, if only they could find their rooms!
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Eventually, the girls found their room. They decided to follow their noses, and the scent of perfume led them to a VERY pink room. Skye gasped at the room, which was more like a Honeymoon Suite than a changing room, as Rachel scoffed at the pink hangings and white roses.
"I'm not some pretty girl they can treat like a valet. I'm here to fight." She stated to her best friend, who, incidentally, wasn't listening to a word she was saying, because she was too busy going sappy over the soft, pink couch. "Honestly, how did I get stuck with you, Cloudy?" That was one of Rachel's nicknames for Skye. Depending on her friend's mood, she called her some form of weather of another. Cloudy referred to either slightly moody or judgement impaired.
"It's so pretty!" said Skye, swimming around the room.
"I'm going for some air." Said Rachel. Don't get her wrong, she adores her friend, just she can act like a love struck puppy dog at times, and Rachel didn't want to have to slap some sense into Skye tonight. She walked out of the room, and stood next to the trestle table with coffee on it, sighing heavily.
"Well, if it isn't the new girl" said an overdramatic voice. Rachel swung round, to catch sight of Chris Irvine, Y2J. "I'm Chris Irvine, but you can call me God"
"Yeah, in another lifetime, maybe." Said Rachel, smirking. "Let's get one thing straight from the beginning, pretty boy. I'm not your average woozy Diva. I'm not a two-cent slut, and I do what I want to do. I may be in BABE, but that doesn't mean that in real life I'm a cheap valet girl. Mess with me and I'll pop your ego the hard way."
Chris stared at the pretty redhead in front of him. "Mess with me, and I'll show you the world doesn't revolve around you. It revolves around ME."
"Mutual understanding, then." Said Rachel, smiling threateningly. "See you around" and she headed back to her locker room, hoping all guys didn't assume that because she was paid to play the floozy, that she really was a whore.
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By the time Rachel had reached the room, Skye had already got a man in he room, which turned out to be the camera guy. Basically, they were going to be shooting some promos with some Superstars who they would introduce themselves to, and then they would get work with the Godfather, accompanying him to the ring.
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**A knock at the door told the new girls that there was a visitor. With a quick yell of "come in!" the girls saw the figure of Christian head towards their table, where they were looking at fashion magazines.**
"Hi, I'm Christian... I'm the European champion... rumour has it that one of you girls are from Europe..." said Christian, looking at the two girls, who just stared back at Christian, not blinking and not saying anything. "Well, once again, I'm Christian, I'm the cool guy round here... if you ever need to find anything out... well, bye"
**Christian left the room, and the girls that had been like statues before now looked at each other and said "freak!" A small shiver of creepiness ran down Skye's spine, and they got back to looking at their magazines, as though nothing had happened.**
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**The door banged open, and Godfather walked into the room, with a loud cheer from the audience, but was without his usual flock of girls.**
"Hey, ladies!" said Godfather. "I'm looking for some company tonight. Match against Storm."
"Hello Godfather" breathed Skye, flicking her eyelashes flirtatiously. "I think you have come to the right place."
"I'm Rachel, this is my friend Skye. We're Beautiful and Busty Establishment, or BABE, but you can call us." Said Rachel.
"Call you what?" asked Godfather.
"Call us on our cells." Said Skye, in her sweet, simpering girlie voice. "You looking for two valet girls for tonight?"
"Yeah, sweetie pie." Said Godfather, looking at her pink cat suit. "I'm looking for some girls for the night."
"You got the money?" asked Rachel, breathily but to the point. Godfather nodded, and threw down a wad of cash. "Let's go, sister."
**Skye and Rachel got up, and took an arm each, smiling at Godfather, they left the room, and headed off towards the ring.**
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Rachel waited patiently to go to the ring. Her "inner chi" was flowing, and she was calm and ready. Basically, Storm and Godfather would be fighting, and Christian would come and try to interfere in the match. While Skye did the usual Diva panicking bit, Rachel would pull out a chair and clean Jason Reso (Christian) out. Godfather would end up winning the match, and Skye and Rachel end up dancing with him, before heading backstage.
The fight was well scripted to introduce the girls. Skye would be introduced as the "girly girl", the usual Diva, and it would also show Rachel's hardcore side. Accompanying Godfather to the ring also showed their business side. ~
"Don't muck up, ok?" asked Rachel to Skye, who pretended to be insulted.
"Like I would do that!" she retorted. "Actually, fair point..." giggling, Skye calmed down, and brushed her hair out of her eyes. "Our debut... this is gonna really kick ass, Ray. I'm so glad that you're here with me." Skye said to her friend.
"Me, too" agreed Rachel.
"Hey, what about me?" moaned their employer for the evening. Rachel and Skye just giggled.
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How will the match go? How will BABE continue? Will Vince scrap the idea, like he did with so many other storylines (*cough*Trish and Rock*cough*)? How will the rebel Rachel and the sweet Skye get along? Will the crowd like them? (slight hint, here people… review please!) Thanks for reading! I'll post more soon!
