(The scene opens up within a room painted pink. All over the room there are pictures of Patti Anderson. Memorabilia is present from Patti Anderson. Anything that could be collected has been collected. It sits in the room, pristine, waiting, and everything is perfect. So perfect that it can hardly be real. It’s as if one has stepped into a fairy tale. Everything in this room screams Patti Anderson. Nothing could ever be this perfect.
(Sitting in the middle of the room is Luscious Lady Luck. She is sitting there in her black and pink Patti Anderson towel, with a Patti Anderson phone next to here. Her hair is wet, tumbling over her shoulders. She has an odd look on her face. A look that has not been seen on her face since she has been there. Concern? Possibly. Annoyance? Probably not. No, this look is a look that is possibly unexplainable. She is just staring into the darkness. Watching videos on the television which has Patti Anderson action figures and bobble heads up on it.)
(The video on the screen is a very erotic one. This video is most likely a scene from the “Double Your Pleasure” video. There is a soft classical piece playing in the back ground. Something appropriates enough to set the mood. The current scene shows Patti Anderson entering into a bedroom from a glass sliding door, carrying a tennis racket, wearing a short skirt and a purple tank tie top. The room itself is a light shade of blue, with red sheets and a cream colored carpet. She sets her tennis racket on the bed. The camera pans around Patti to the back side of her. Patti is seen bending over to take her shoes off, revealing a peak of the extremely upper parts of her legs.
(With her shoes and socks off, and her racket lying on the bed, she starts to slowly untie her top. She undoes one lace after another, taking the time to let the world drool at what is about to happen. She continues on her journey to untie her top, each one almost more excruciatingly slower than the last. She finally finishes the last tie and lets the fabric droops down in front of her. She places one arm over a strap and removes it from her shoulder and arm, then does the same with the other arm. She turns around to reveal a skimpy pink bra holding in her assets.
She then starts to undo the button on her skirt. She fumbles a little bit with the button, almost on purpose, not really sure, but it adds to the expectancy of what is about to happen. She unzips the skirt all the way down the side. She starts to push the skirt down over her hips from a profile view. As she reaches the floor, she lifts one leg up, steps out of the skirt, and sets the leg on the floor. She then picks up the other leg and sets it on the floor as well. The camera shows a front view of Patti Anderson wearing her pink underwear and bra.)
(Patti turns to walk toward another door. The camera follows her from behind watching her in her pink thong walking toward the door. The viewer is allowed to drink her in as she is walking toward the door. Every movement, every curve of Patti’s body is accentuated as the walk continues. Viewers can see everything that they would want to see with little to no cover at all on the Darling’s body. She reaches the door and opens it up to step in.)
(The camera cuts to within the room where the bathtub is full. The bathroom is tiled with a star design on them. The walls are painted tan and the tiles are white with the star design being various colors. The bubbles from the bathtub almost roll down to the floor. The Camera pans along, showing the pink and black towels, the large mirror on the one side of the room, and the different bottles of lotion that are sitting there.)
(The camera continues to pan along to the bathtub, where the head of Luscious Lady Luck is. She is staring toward the door where Patti Anderson is. The bubbles are hiding most every part of her body. Her hair is down, and her head is leaning against the back of the bathtub. She smiles briefly and motions for Patti to come toward her.
(Patti starts to move toward LLL, also smiling. As she walks toward the bathtub, she walks in a very sensual and erotic way, making LLL wait even more in anticipation. Patti pulls a pillow up next to the bathtub where LLL is laying. Patti slowly kneels down upon the pillow, watching LLL.)
(Trips reach her hand up which is full of soap and runs it onto Patti’s nose. Not enough to cover her face, but just enough to cover her nose a bit. Patti blows upward, watching the bubbles leap off her nose. Patti then takes a hand full of bubbles herself and runs it over LLL’s nose. They both giggle slightly.
(Trips reaches up with her hand and runs it along the back of Patti Anderson. She runs it from her shoulders all the way down her back and to her bottom. In return, Patti starts running her fingers through LLL’s hair. Lady Luck sits up a bit, with the bubbles till strategically placed to cover everything, wraps an arm around Patti’s neck, and softly pulls Patti down to her. Patti relaxes and allows herself to be pulled down to Lady Luck’s face, where they start a deep and passionate kiss. The camera takes several different angles of this moment, from behind Patti, from the side, and from the end of the bath tub. The camera then pans from the scene on the television back to Luscious Lady Luck in her chair and towel watching this scene.)
(Lady Luck just looks forward, intently. A smile appears on her face. A smile
as if remembering back to all the good times that she had at one time with Patti
Anderson. A smile as if something was about to happen. A smile as if a light
bulb just came on. Was this a wild idea? Was this an idea that she shouldn’t
be having? It was only her idea. But much like the Road Runner that Wile E.
Coyote is always trying to catch, she had her own road runner to catch. She
had her own Road Runner to try and get a hold of.)
Lady Luck: Such trivial things that keep getting talked about. Such trivial things that Mr. Williams mentions. You are so worried about my previous times. You are so worried about what I had done in the past. You claim you’re a new man. Well, good for you. But instead of bible banging, just let us live our lives. Just because we don’t live it the way you want doesn’t mean that we are all bad.
(Lady Luck stands up and walks around the room. She looks dreamily at everything in her room. Trips stares dreamily at everything that she has collected from Patti Anderson and about Patti Anderson. Her one true love. The one that she would get back someday. Someday soon.)
LLL: Do I continue to think about living in sin? No. Am I threatened by your idle threats toward me Mr. Williams? Not at all. I am the Tempest Champion for a reason. I have held the belt for this long for a reason. It’s because I don’t respond to idle threats. I don’t respond well to those who think they are better than me. Everyone lives their own life. Everyone makes their own choices. I’ve made mine, and you’ve made yours. Whose is better? Who knows…..?
Fact of the matter is that I’ve made it this far by defying what everyone else tells me. Why are you any different? Why should you be any more different than any other person I’ve defied who has told me I couldn’t do something or that this would happen to me? Your not, and you never will be. I’ll be walking into the arena the Tempest Champion, and I’ll be walking out the tempest champion. And if you don’t like that, well, you can pray to whatever god you must, because for you, my dear, I am not going to go back on my policy of proving those wrong.
(Luscious Lady Luck continues to walk around her shrine, so to speak, to Patti Anderson. Several images are there. Promotional photos of Patti in bikinis, lingerie, and nude. As she continues along her journey. She comes to one photo in particular that she stares at. The camera is positioned in such a way that the viewer can not see the photo. LLL continues to look at the photo intently, then, as if something has just come to light, she turns toward the camera.)
LLL: You’ll have to excuse me now. I must actually explore this option. I must actually see if this is feasible. It’s gotta be feasible. Cut the cameras. I’ve got work to do.
(Camera fades to black where there is a giant purple heart on the screen with the letters “LLL + PAA” inside the heart.)
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Roleplay: (The scene opens up inside of a lavish home. There is black leather
furniture all over the place. Huge plants sit in all 4 corners of the house,
and there is a huge TV sitting on one wall. There are a variety of paintings
sitting over each of the pieces of furniture. The rug is tan, and gold lamps
are placed at strategically points throughout the room where they can be most
effective for light. Sitting on the couch is a woman, not just any woman though.
Probably the most perfect woman you ve ever seen. She s thin with blond hair
and blue eyes, and absolutely luscious. She is wearing a pair of tight jeans
and a halter top. She is sitting there, looking over a piece of paper with a
smirk on her face. She looks at the camera.)
Woman: So this is what kind of competition I have to look forward to is it?
This is what kind of competition I have to look forward to joining Four Winds
Wrestling. This is absolutely pathetic ..
It s no wonder your talent scouts contacted me. This is an absolutely atrocious
roster full of no names and no nothings. There is absolutely no talent up and
down this roster, and it s quite obvious that you were all about to lose your
jobs if somebody didn t do something fast
Well, let me introduce you to your savior. Let me introduce you to the person
who is going to bring this fed out of the doldrums and into the lime light and
the supremacy that I know so many of you want to have. Let me introduce you
to the one who is going to make Four Winds Wrestling a house hold name, cause
we all know that none of you could
I know, your probably thinking that it s probably some huge muscle bound freak
who couldn t spell his name with out a name tag. I know you have some of those
around there. There are quite a few of you who walk around with a name tag on
your chest just so you know who you are ..
Or your thinking that it s some sex idol. Well, in a way, your right, your savior
is a sex idol. But not the way you think. No, this person definitely isn t going
to have a bunch of women hanging off of them. They definitely are not going
to be posing for playgirl
Maybe this person is a technical wizard. Somebody who can wrestle, counter wrestle,
and hit you with hold after hold after hold. Unfortunately, the fans don t like
that kind of wrestling. The fans don t want that. The fans want more excitement,
more of an edge to their competitors, and catch-as-catch can wrestling doesn
t get it done
No, the person your looking for, the person I m going to introduce you to is
a sex symbol. The person I m going to introduce you to is a risk taker. The
person I m going to introduce you to has more brains than any of you combined.
The person I m going to introduce you to is definitely going to become your
savior, and definitely going to raise the level of your federation while at
the same time becoming the one that everyone looks to
(The woman stands up showing her petite figure for everyone)
That woman is me, Luscious Lady Luck. I am your savior. You are all lost without
me, and you know it. You all wish you knew what it meant to be successful, because
lord know, this federation is not successful
You will all soon look to me as the HBIC. For those muscle heads out there,
that means that I am going to be the Head Bitch in Charge around here, and there
is nothing any of you can do about it. There is nothing that you ll want to
do about it, if you value your jobs that is. There is absolutely no where for
any of you to go .
And in the end, while you are all looking at me with belts around my waist,
numerous belts around my waist, you ll be thanking me. Thanking me for everything
that I ve done. Thanking me for the higher salaries that you will all get paid
because of me and the new found success of 4WW. And you will be at the top of
the mountain looking down upon everyone, a spot that none of you are familiar
with
It s time for a new era in the 4WW, and that is an era of success, an era of
fame and fortune. An era where everyone looks at the 4WW as the benchmark of
wrestling, not the foot hills of wrestling. You have all been put on notice.
Your savior has arrived. After all, 4WW was nothing without me!!
(LLL throws down the stack of papers she was looking at, it lands face up with
the picture of Patti Anderson with a mustache and horns drawn onto it, along
with some stupid looking glasses. As the scene fades to black.)
Angle: I'm probably going to initially go after women. It doesn't mater who,
doesn't matter wear. After a few matches, I'm going after Patti Anderson. Once
I can establish some sort of dominance and can establish myself as the HBIC
by dominating other females, I'm want to go after Patti Anderson and show her
that A.) 4WW doesn't need a darling, cause the darling is making 4WW go under,
and B.) The savior is here, the HBIC is here, and there is nothing she can do
about it. Maybe even possibly move in on any romantic interests she has as well.