Title: Story in a Bottle
Author: WWFDivaGirl
Disclaimer: I don't own HHH, Y2J, Trish or Stephanie. I own Izzie Laeman. That's it.
Acknowledgements: Miss Calysto and Keilrules! Thanks for standing by me! This one's for you! (and if it ends up being totally rubbish, I'll write you another one!)
Chapter 1: Izzie Laeman
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Hi, I'm Izzie. Well, at least I think I'm Izzie. With what's been going on in my life recently, I can't seem to sort out anything in my head. I'm short with red hair and green eyes. My nicknames are `Iz' and `Fire'. My confusion is sort of why I am here. Here, by the way, is remote Scotland. Tartan trousers for as far as the eye can see. Ok, well, it's not really that bad, but it's hardly the warm, sunny beach holiday I was hoping Vince would send me on. Yeah, that's right, Vince. Mr McMahon, the icon of Sports-entertainment. He's my boss. But before you get all excited and start thinking I'm a big Superstar, you may want to know exactly what I do.
I'm a scriptwriter.
Ok, go ahead and laugh. Snigger. Chortle. Most people do. But I'm one of the most hated people backstage, but that's because only my co-workers and I have the power to make The Rock a heel. We can make Lita and Matt break up. We can make careers, and we can break careers. You're probably thinking, "Why would anyone enter the WWF to sit in an airless room and write pages and pages of words?" Well, somebody has to do it. Every single joke you hear, you may think it came from the stars, but know this. I came up with Austin 3:16. I penned "If you smell what The Rock is cooking!", and I also created "What?". But before you kill me for making everyone in the arena yell the same sadistic word over and over again, let me remind you this.
I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for the Stars. And they wouldn't be here if it wasn't for me.
But getting back to the Scottish Holiday, Vince in his wisdom decided that I needed a break. I've been working so hard recently, trying to boost ratings, while co-operating with backstage, I need a break before I frazzle myself. I mean, there are only so many inspirations that you can have before you wear down, and making Stephanie pregnant used a lot of my creativity. I know what goes on backstage, and you'll be surprised. So sit back, make some coffee, whatever you want. Just get comfy and listen, as I'm going to tell you what you REALLY want to hear from backstage.
This is no longer the world you know, but it is the world you will come to love...
Author: WWFDivaGirl
Disclaimer: I don't own HHH, Y2J, Trish or Stephanie. I own Izzie Laeman. That's it.
Acknowledgements: Miss Calysto and Keilrules! Thanks for standing by me! This one's for you! (and if it ends up being totally rubbish, I'll write you another one!)
Chapter 1: Izzie Laeman
******
Hi, I'm Izzie. Well, at least I think I'm Izzie. With what's been going on in my life recently, I can't seem to sort out anything in my head. I'm short with red hair and green eyes. My nicknames are `Iz' and `Fire'. My confusion is sort of why I am here. Here, by the way, is remote Scotland. Tartan trousers for as far as the eye can see. Ok, well, it's not really that bad, but it's hardly the warm, sunny beach holiday I was hoping Vince would send me on. Yeah, that's right, Vince. Mr McMahon, the icon of Sports-entertainment. He's my boss. But before you get all excited and start thinking I'm a big Superstar, you may want to know exactly what I do.
I'm a scriptwriter.
Ok, go ahead and laugh. Snigger. Chortle. Most people do. But I'm one of the most hated people backstage, but that's because only my co-workers and I have the power to make The Rock a heel. We can make Lita and Matt break up. We can make careers, and we can break careers. You're probably thinking, "Why would anyone enter the WWF to sit in an airless room and write pages and pages of words?" Well, somebody has to do it. Every single joke you hear, you may think it came from the stars, but know this. I came up with Austin 3:16. I penned "If you smell what The Rock is cooking!", and I also created "What?". But before you kill me for making everyone in the arena yell the same sadistic word over and over again, let me remind you this.
I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for the Stars. And they wouldn't be here if it wasn't for me.
But getting back to the Scottish Holiday, Vince in his wisdom decided that I needed a break. I've been working so hard recently, trying to boost ratings, while co-operating with backstage, I need a break before I frazzle myself. I mean, there are only so many inspirations that you can have before you wear down, and making Stephanie pregnant used a lot of my creativity. I know what goes on backstage, and you'll be surprised. So sit back, make some coffee, whatever you want. Just get comfy and listen, as I'm going to tell you what you REALLY want to hear from backstage.
This is no longer the world you know, but it is the world you will come to love...