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September
1st, 2014
Off Camera
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Glory
Braddock has been under the iron fisted rule of Aphrodite Noel for a couple
months now as a result of contractual obligation. Due to losing her match
to Aphrodite, the once great Glory Braddock has been reduced to a plaything for
Aphrodite Noel, a tool she can use to manipulate her way to greatness in
pro-wrestling. She had been resisting, finding ways to rebel against Noel
at any and all cost, but the more she resists, the more Aphrodite takes away.
Already she has refused to let Glory see her husband Kurt Logan and her
daughter Melinda Alexis. She has nothing and is forced to live at the
Noel Estate or risk being at breach of contract, or worse, Noel could try to
legally take possession of everything she owns, leaving Glory broke and nowhere
to go, nowhere to live.
Perhaps now
there is no other alternative…
Glory
Braddock, dressed in a full length maid’s uniform that runs to the floor
length, takes in a deep breath as she enters the bedroom...or as Aphrodite
calls it, the throne room...of Aphrodite Noel. Upon entering she finds
Aphrodite sitting on her makeshift throne. Glory cautiously approaches
her, knowing that she is entering uninvited, and bends down on one knee.
Glory: My
Queen...
Aphrodite:
Yes, daugther?
Glory: I....
It is
difficult for Braddock to find the words. It is even more difficult to
force them out of her mouth but somehow she manages.
Glory: ….I
give up. You’ve won.
Aphrodite’s
eyebrow aches. She never expected to hear those words escape the prideful Glory
Braddock’s lips. Legally she held the might power of attorney over Glory’s
head. At the rate their tension had escalated, she expected a woman of Glory’s
pride to fight until the bitter end.
Aphrodite:
Am I hearing correctly, daughter, you’re... submitting to your one true queen?
Gloria:
Yes...damnit yes! I just…
Tears form
in her eyes.
Glory: You’re
keeping me away from my husband and...and...my only child, my daughter
Melinda...you’re keeping me from them right now and I hate you for that!
She sighs
deeply.
Glory: But I
am willing to do anything to get them back. So tell me, what is it you really
want from me? What do I have to do to be able to live with them again?
To live my life again with some semblance of freedom? Freedom to
see and love my husband and to care for my daughter? I will do ANYTHING!
Aphrodite:
Hm. Anything?
Aphrodite
taps her chin.
Aphrodite:
Global Championship Wrestling. I’m not content ruling the company by proxy. I
want you to sign over GCW free and clear, to me. Only then am I willing to
allow you to live your life as you deem fit.
Glory: GCW?
That’s all you want? I’ll give it to you...because I cannot go on
being your maid, I have to be my own person and live my own life. If
that’s what it takes then yes, I’ll gladly sign.
Aphrodite:
Not so fast. That’s not all I want. I meant what I said, you can live your life
as you deem fit, under my watch. It has been my dream Gloria to possess you.
Julia is my friend. Every move I have made has been for our benefit. But you,
you are the crown jewel of the once infamous Braddock Family. The crown jewel.
The very symbol I will dangle on a string to display to the world no one is
safe from my Kingdom. I’ll allow you to see Kurt. I’ll allow you to see my
granddaughter, on my terms. You will never live the life of Glory Braddock
again. Agree to my terms, you become Gloria Noel, sister to Julia Noel, and...
my daughter.
Glory: Never
again as Glory Braddock?
She stifles
back a sob.
Glory: I
will do anything for my family...even this...I agree to your terms, mother.
Aphrodite
chuckles.
Aphrodite:
Part of me is going to miss the days we butted heads. Oh well. I’m not
complaining. Kiss my ring.
Reluctantly
Glory...now Gloria...does kiss her ring. After doing so she rises back to
her feet and forces a feeble smile upon her face.
Gloria:
That’s that, then? You have plenty of maids and don’t need me, so I guess
I can change into my street clothes and assume my new role as your daughter.
You DO still have my street clothes, right?
Aphrodite
shakes her head.
Aphrodite: I
burned your old garments the day you moved in. I’ll be honest, I didn’t believe
this day would come. I’m prepared never the less. From this point forward,
daugther you will dress like a proper lady. We Noel’s don’t prance around in
peasant clothes. We have a royal lineage to uphold.
Gloria: Wait
a sec...I don’t wear dresses, I don’t wear heels. I haven’t since my damn
wedding day, actually. Yet you’re suggesting I have to?!
Aphrodite: I
demand of you to dress how a proper lady would represent herself.
Gloria:
I...don’t...know...how!
Aphrodite:
I’ll teach you.
Gloria
didn’t see Aphrodite smile often.. correction.. the only time she saw “mother”
smile was when she was consumed by her own delusion. Today, she could have
swore she saw a genuine smile spread across her “mother’s” face.
Aphrodite: I
am not the monster you perceive me to be. It would make me happy to teach you
how to act and dress as though a proper lady should. I look at you, I see a
beautiful woman. I believe with the right guidance you can show the world just
how beautiful you are. If I’m not mistaken you were primarily raised by Glenn?
Glenn
Braddock is her father and hearing him mentioned brings more tears to her eyes
but she manages to maintain her composure as she nods her head.
Gloria: Yes,
Glenn is...was...my father, the man who raised me.
Aphrodite:
No surprise to me you dressed in peasant garments. Men know nothing about the
ways of a proper lady. Under my stewardship I shall transform you into a woman
I can be proud of.
Gloria: I’ve
been in them before for Randal...I look ridiculous. Kurt never asked me
to dress any particular way. Point is, I’m not “beautiful” in dresses.
Aphrodite,
growing frustrated with her lack of confidence, sighs.
Aphrodite:
Cease with the negativity. You will look beautiful in a dress because I command
it! Now, come with me, I picked out your new ensemble in preparation for this
glorious day.
Despite the
situation, Gloria actually laughs somewhat lightly.
Gloria:
Glorious day, huh? Pun intended.
Aphrodite:
Precisely.
Gloria: Well
if you and Julia can make me into a lady...then you really are a couple of
miracle workers...but I seriously doubt that will happen, mother.
Aphrodite:
I’ve been through this with Julia already, it’s going to take time, I’m
demanding you trust me. I’m not a monster. That is your opinion of me, is it
now. Speak freely. No consequence, you have my word.
Gloria: No
consequence?
After a
pause she finally sighs.
Gloria: You
have made it abundantly clear that your goal is to wipe out the Braddock
wrestling family legacy. You started with Julia and now you took the
biggest step forward of them all by finally defeating me. You took away
my last name and now, as a Noel, I’ll clearly be expected to assist you in
finishing the job by eradicating the rest of the Braddock line. There is
no way I will do that freely and voluntarily. You know that. There
is no way you can convince me that eradicating my own family is for the best.
I’ll be your daughter, and that may mean doing some things I’m not proud
of, I understand and accept that. And I’m willing to do anything to be
your daughter...even it means shaming myself by putting on a damn dress.
Aphrodite
took a moment to process everything Gloria had told her. Gloria was unsure by
the silence existing in the room whether Aphrodite would live up to her word...
her new “mother” nodded.
Aphrodite:
Very well. Yes. I want to eliminate the entire Braddock line. I’m proud of my
handiwork, I have you now. Owning you means more to me than any championship I
have won in my career. Conquering you kept me awake at night. Our war is over.
You accept your place, I feel a sense of accomplishment. But, I will not
treat you unfairly. Do as you are told I can be the nicest person you ever
meet. Disobey me, I can be your worst enemy. I have the power to make your life
more miserable than you perceive. One simple rule, worship me and I shall be
good to you. My kindness is conditional. Are we clear?
Gloria: Oh
we are clear, mother. But understand that I will never accept that
destroying my own family is the right thing to do. I may help you, but I
will never be convinced by you, the way you convinced Julia, that destroying
the Braddock family is right. The Braddock family has done nothing wrong
to deserve this.
She sheds
more tears.
Gloria:
Nothing.
Aphrodite:
You’re wrong. The wrestling world needs to accept I am their one true Queen. I
can’t do that when your soon to be extinct family name still rings in the halls.
Your former father is a wrestling legend, you in your Braddock form is a
wrestling legend. Your daughter is another link in the chain. The Noel Family
shall be the dominant family in wrestling. I will eradicate all traces of the
Braddock name. We shall move to other so called wrestling royalty until the
world accepts The House of Noel is the only superior wrestling family out
there.
Gloria: Yes, yes we will mother. And I will be there with you every step of the way...whether I like it or not...as your beautiful daughter.
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Aphrodite
Noel
On Camera
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SILENCE!
My name is
Aphrodite Noel. Queen of Wrestling. The creator of Camelot and Gloria
Noel’s mother.
I am
appalled. How dare this company hire a false ideal. Selena Frost, the self
proclaimed Snow Queen is a pretender to the throne. How dare that False Idol
make a mockery of the title Queen? It’s an insult to me. It’s an insult to my
dear Gloria. And its an insult to my Kingdom. This matter of False Idols shall
be dealt with, post haste.
I stripped
Gloria Noel of The Braddock Family name. What I can never strip from my
daughter is her Hall of Fame wrestling ability. She has risen to the top of
practically every wrestling company she has ever stepped foot in. I have all
the faith in the world my daughter shall conquer this steaming cesspool you
call a wrestling company. IWC lacks leadership. IWC lacks vision. It lacks
structure. SIN. Karen and Kloe can not offer you such things. I can. Through my
daugther the company you call IWC will fall to the feet of the only
supreme being in wrestling. CAMELOT.
Chris
Davids. You shall be the first example of many to fall to the iron rule of
Camelot. Forget the petty squabbles you embarked upon with Sinistry. They are
demons. Gloria Noel on the other hand is a classy woman who will show you
beyond a shadow of a reasonable doubt why the Noel name deserves respect.
My only
regret Davids, I won’t be there when you kneel. Nothing will please me more
then you kissing my ring. I don’t need to be there for you to do what everyone
in IWC shall do in time..
Worship. Me.
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September 2nd,
2014
Off Camera
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She looks
out the car window and then turns to look again at Julia who is seated next to
her in the passenger’s seat.
“Uh, what
are we doing here?”
“It’s a
mall.” Julia responds.
“I can see
that, mate, but why a mall?” Glory retorts, sounding confused. “We were just at
the courthouse. I legally renounced my
last name of Braddock and have legally become a Noel. Isn’t that enough?”
The blonde
shakes her head. “No, Gloria, it isn’t.”
“First of
all, I prefer Glory and you know that, Julia…”
The
so-called Princess shakes her head. “It doesn’t matter. Mother says you will go by your birth name
and your birth name was Gloria, not Glory which is considered a nickname. Secondly, if you are to be my sister,
Aphrodite’s daughter, then you need to look the part.”
“What the
hell do you mean by that?!”
Julia
slightly slaps at Glory’s hand. “Such naughty language! Bad girl!”
Glory sighs.
“Whatever…just get to the point…”
“Well my point
is that if you are to be Lady Gloria Noel, second in line to the Camelot
Throne, then you need to actually look like a lady…”
Glory rolls
her eyes. “Oh come on, Julia…”
“I’m being
serious.” She grins from ear to ear. “No more tomboy look for you…sister.”
“Ok, this is
going too far, way too damn far!” The chauffer opens the car door but Glory
shuts it right back. “WE’RE NOT DONE!”
She turns
and glares at Julia. “I legally became Gloria Noel, I legally denounced my
Braddock heritage. What else does she
want from me?!”
Julia slaps
Gloria across the face. “Apologize!”
At one time
she would never have considered it…Julia IS after all being rather insane…but
she feels defeated so she sighs and gives in…
“I’m sorry.”
“I’m sorry
what?”
“I’m sorry…my
sister.”
Julia grins.
“Good…now then, you know damn well what OUR mother wants from you, Gloria, and
that is to wipe the Braddock name from existence.”
“Yeah, and I
did that! I bloody well did that and it
hurt to do it!”
“You just
changed your name, sister. Deep down
instead you are still a Braddock and the way you talk back to me…A ROYAL
PRINCESS…is evidence that you still have too much of that damnable Braddock
pride!”
Glory frowns. “What are you suggesting?”
“I suggest
that we erase any and all vestiges of your former self. It will start here at this mall with a simple
makeover…a new hairstyle and new outfits will do…you will wear dresses and
heels, looking very stylish everywhere you go, outside of the squared
circle. You must represent our mother
proudly. I imagine the more you go along
looking the part, the more your attitude will change along with it, at least
that’s what I am banking on.”
Julia runs a
hand through Glory’s long auburn hair.
“You will
make a fine young lady when I am through with you…” without warning Glory
snatches Julia’s hand “…unhand me, sister, or else you will never see your
husband and daughter again!”
After a
moment’s hesitation Glory finally does release her. “I apologize…”
“…you
apologize…what?”
“I
apologize, my sister.”
“Excellent…”
she makes a motion to the chauffer and he opens the door “…now let’s go. We have a busy day ahead of us!”
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Julia Noel
On Camera
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At one time
people thought we were cousins…Julia and Glory Braddock. Her father was the famous Glenn Braddock, a
British wrestling legend known there in the UK as Britain’s Best. He beat everyone that was put in front of him
and would have been an Olympic Champion had an injury not sidelined him. Glenn Braddock would continue to exert his
influence on the wrestling world by training the future stars, including his own
daughter Glory Braddock. She would go on
to become a thirteen time world champion and a hall of famer in two separate
companies.
Yes, she is
a legend. But for her to go around
calling herself The Best in the World was a tad over the top, especially
considering there is one wrestler who proved to be better than her…
…my sweet
mother, Aphrodite Noel.
When people
looked at Glory they saw perfection but when they looked at me they saw
disappointment. They asked why I couldn’t
be more like Glenn Braddock. Glenn was
my uncle, my own father was a failure.
Everyone in the wrestling industry expected me to live up to Glenn
Braddock’s standard, just because my last name at the time was Braddock.
But then
Aphrodite Noel saved me. She convinced me that I am not, never have been, never
will be, a Braddock. She convinced me
that the real problem in this industry, the real cancer that was holding me
back was the Braddock family and it needed to be brought to its knees.
I was once
just Glory Braddock’s cousin…or Glenn Braddock’s niece…now I am royalty! Now I
am PRINCESS Julia Noel!
And guess
what, boys and girls? Gloria has been
brought into the fold.
Glory
Braddock is no more. In her place stands
a more powerful woman, a fiercer and more dignified woman. In her place stands Gloria Noel.
Chris
Davids, you are but a mere peasant standing as a sacrifice at the altar of
ROYALTY!
True
wrestling royalty.
My sister
Gloria will humble you by making you bend down and worship the kingdom of
Camelot. She will make you submit,
literally and figuratively, to her royal name.
You are but a victim, a number, the number one victim to the newly established
Gloria Noel…
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September 2nd,
2014
A Few Hours
Later
Off Camera
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Gloria Noel,
formerly Glory Braddock, is now walking side by side with her “sister” Julia
Noel. Both ladies are wearing expensive
dresses with a skirt that flares out just a little. Their feet are encased in strappy high heeled
shoes. This has been the norm for Julia
Noel but Gloria looks like a completely different person. There is a male, assumedly a servant,
following behind the two women carrying their bags.
“Our mother
loaned you some clothes, but now you have some of your own.”
“I look
ridiculous!”
“You look
like a proper lady. You look like
royalty; appropriate since you are royalty now after all.”
Before they
exit the front doors of the mall Julia stops and turns to face Gloria one more
time.
“Just
remember one thing, sister…my mother and I gave you this gift, a great gift of
being a part of our royal family.
Together we will teach you how to be a lady and how to be a Noel. Do NOT squander this opportunity! Do NOT listen to any remaining fragments of
that cursed Braddock pride! You are a
Noel now, not a Braddock, are we perfectly clear?”
Gloria nods
sadly. “Yes, sister.”
“Now let’s
go, there’s one more thing you need to see…”
“Huh?”
Before she
can ask anything else, Julia is out the door.
Gloria rushes to catch up, which is difficult since she is wearing her
first pair of high heels since her wedding day a couple of years ago. But she
does manage to catch up to Julia, finding her by the car where the
chauffer and one other man now stands.
“And who is
that? Another servant?”
“Servant?!”
The man exclaims, sounding rather surprised.
“Yeah, isn’t
that what you are? And doesn’t our ‘mother’
have enough of them running around?”
Julia
chuckles. “First of all, as a member of the royal family, you can NEVER have
enough servants. Secondly, this is NOT a
servant.”
“Then who is
he?!”
The man
bows. “Mason Van Stanton at your service hot cheeks!”
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Mason Van
Stanton
On Camera
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You know, a
smart guy…and I am THE smartest guy in wrestling…a smart guy would jump at an
opportunity to not only manage one of the greatest wrestlers in all of history,
but also to have an excuse to cop a feel of some of the hottest chicks in
pro-wrestling!
Yep, that’s
right! Tay-Tay, Serenity, Duchess Tina,
Kloe Masters, I am looking at you fine pieces of ass! Anytime you see Mason Van Stanton around
backstage, feel free to take me to a closet where we can have our alone time of
impregnating you all!
And then
there’s my client, the beautiful, vivacious, hot and sexy thing known as Gloria
Noel.
Glory
Braddock.
Gloria Noel.
Whatever, by
any other name she is still hot as hell and, more importantly, one of the all
time best wrestlers in the world today.
She has proven herself time and time again by overcoming the odds and
defeating anyone who has ever dared challenge her.
Now she is
managed by moi. Why? Because winners are naturally attracted to
me. That’s why the Noel family was
attracted to me. They are winners and
their family will soon become the dominant family in all of pro-wrestling. Now me, being the smart guy that I am, want
to get in on that action, so when Aphrodite Noel announced that she needed
someone to watch her newest daughter’s back in IWC, well who was I to turn her
down?
I’d be
stupid to turn down the opportunity to manage the sexiest piece of British
Bombshell ass out there!
And the rest
of you are just plain stupid as fuck to think you can stop Camelot.
What is
Camelot, exactly? Well it’s the Noel
family and the kingdom that they rule.
Soon it will include IWC because they have landed on your shores and the
second in line to it’s throne, the woman known as Gloria Noel, The British
Bombshell, will tear right through that roster.
Gloria Noel
will make IWC bend down and kiss her ring.
And it all
begins with Chris Davids…
Chris, do
yourself a favor, bend over, put your head between your legs, and kiss your
stinking ass goodbye!
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Gloria Noel
On Camera
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The camera
rolls and we see the lovely feminine figure of Gloria Noel stepping onto the
scene wearing a black boatneck, 3/4-length sleeved textured fit and flare dress
that stops just about her knees. Her
feet are encased in black high heeled pumps.
“The
Braddock Family is dying.” She says this with a grim, very serious look etched
across her face. “The Braddock Family, once a dominant force in professional
wrestling is now on its last legs, supported only by the once great legend
known as Glenn Braddock, but soon he too will fall, because the true crown
jewel of that family has been changed.”
“Glory
Braddock is no more. In her place is
Gloria Noel.”
She nods her
head. “You may have heard of me, Chris.
If you have then you’re operating under false information. Or maybe I should say out of date
information? The truth is that I was
Glory Braddock, the thirteen time world champion who never tapped out but was
pretty damn good at making others tap out.
I was Glory Braddock, MCW and GDW Hall of Famer.”
“Now I have
changed…I have evolved, if you will. I
am no longer Glory Braddock. I am
greater than her. I am better than
her. I am Gloria Noel, a certified
member of a royal family, the royal family of the Noel’s.”
“And that is
what you face when you and I step into the ring.”
“I know we’ll
have a hell of a fight, I know we’ll put on a hell of a show for the fans, but
understand this right now, Chris; wrestling is my only escape from what is a
true nightmare. Wrestling is my escape
from reality. For that brief period of
time between the bells I can be myself…my true self…not Glory Braddock, not
Gloria Noel…”
What almost
appears to be a cocky smug forms across her face.
“…The Best
in the World.”
“Is it arrogance
for me to state that I’m the best? Yeah,
it is. But I’ve backed up my claim time
and time again. Now I need to prove it
again, not to anyone else but to myself alone.
I need to work my way from the bottom up, and prove that I can still get
it done at any time, anyplace, anywhere, against any damn person that is put in
my way.”
She points a
carefully manicured finger at the camera. “That includes you, Chris.”
“When I am
inside of the squared circle I am truly at home. I feel comfortable. I forget every problem, my own problems as
well as the problems of others, because I am focused only on one thing…defeating
my opponent. Making my opponent tap out
or pass out…either one is fine by me.”
“Climbing
into my first IWC ring and facing you will be my escape, Chris. An escape from the situation I find myself
in, as well as an opportunity to prove to myself that I still am the best. So I have to beat you, Chris Davids. I have to beat you and everyone else IWC puts
in front of me. Losing is not an option,
not for me, not this time, never again.”
