Thursday, October 23, 2014

The Death of Glory Braddock




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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.”

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