[center][sup]Collab with [@Lovely Complex]
Ft. Joy Ryder, Justice Marshall, Claire Gilmore, Chance Ryder, & Roddy Quinn[/sup][hr][hr]

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[i][color=gray]Segment 3[/color][/i]
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[indent][color=ed78dd][b]“Okay, so you were in the hot tub with him, and you were drunk… then what happened? Surely, [i]something[/i] happened, right? You don’t do something like that and just have nothing happen!”[/b][/color] Justice turned to face her best friend as they sat next to each other in the makeup department, getting dolled up for the night. [color=ed78dd][b]“Don’t tell me that the man you’ve been lusting after for [i]your whole tenure here[/i] hasn’t put it in you yet! What’s the point of living life if Caiden Winters isn’t gonna show you the glorious pleasure of being cummed inside? Come onn[i]nnn[/i], Joy!”[/b][/color]

Straightening Joy’s hair from behind, making sure there were no flyaways, Claire looked between Justice and Joy through the mirror. Oh my goodness. She had to hear about this. And as every girl already knew, she was all about confidentiality. 

Oh, Joy. Did you? Did you sleep with Caiden Winters yet? SOUND THE ALARMS IF YOU DID. 

Ms. Ryder didn’t like the attention on her, especially in regards to a male that she may have been [i]highly[/i] sexually attracted to, even if she wasn’t going to outright admit it. Joy would deny it until it was true! Rolling her eyes at her best friend, letting one of Claire’s underlings put lipgloss on her, Joy directed her words toward Justice even if she couldn’t turn her head, [color=9966cc][b]“Justy…”[/b][/color] Her friend could be such a vulgar woman sometimes. [color=9966cc][b]“I fell asleep.”[/b][/color] Shrugging to herself, the interviewee admitted with hardly any care. Not even embarrassed. This would be the second time, in a row, she fell asleep with him next to her. This caused Claire’s expression to drop. 

SHE FELL ASLEEP?! Her chances were limited and she FELL ASLEEP. 

Justice squinted at Joy, a bunch of different responses flying through her head. Seriously, Joy!? [i]Seriously!?[/i] After some consideration, Justice let out a long, drawn out sigh, looking at her lap. [color=ed78dd][b]“This man just keeps letting you fall asleep and doesn’t make a move. I’ve made up my mind: he’s gay. He’s gotta be gay. Right Claire? Oooh, maybe that’s why he and your brother were always sharing rooms… I can get behind Caiden and Blake being gay. Even if it means my Joy doesn’t get what she wants. There’s no way a man just let’s you fall asleep [i]twice[/i] without even touching you. Not even kissing you! He’s either gay, autistic, or… dumb.”[/b][/color] Justice decided. As it happened, Caiden Winters was none of those things; but her mind was made up.

[color=9966cc][b]“He isn't like that!"[/b][/color] Joy grew defensive, turning her head toward her friend the moment the lip gloss stick departed her lips. [color=9966cc][b]“Not ALL men think with their....”[/b][/color]

[color=#e4717a][b]“Dicks.”[/b][/color] Claire cursed for Joy, who didn’t like to sound foul at work. 

[color=9966cc][b]“Yes! It isn’t his fault he has a lot on his mind and probably doesn’t think of me like that.”[/b][/color] It was in this moment, Claire realized that Joy had accepted the fate of being considered nothing more than ‘Blake’s little sister’. 

The makeup artist, as well as hairdresser, gasped. [color=#e4717a][b]“This absolutely won’t do! We must make you dynamite tonight. Yes. You will approach him again. But this time, full blown, sexy Joy. I have decided. After this show, I will make you my [i]masterpiece[/i].”[/b][/color]

[color=9966cc][b]“You really don't have to..."[/b][/color] Joy softly protested. 

[color=ed78dd][b]“Yes please! It’s sad watching her not only crush on him from afar, but [i]deny crushing on him[/i]. It’s so obvious even [i]Wade[/i] sees it, and Wade’s a nerd! All he ever does is watch tapes and eat donuts. Which I only think he ever has on hand to eat because of Trin…”[/b][/color] Justice trailed off slightly, before puckering her lips a bit so that lip gloss could be applied. The end goal was to get Joy a boyfriend! Not just [i]any[/i] boyfriend, [i]the[/i] boyfriend. The one she dreamed of!

Joy opened her mouth to say something, only to hear a voice from behind say, [b]“Joy, we need you in five!”[/b] It was almost time for Caiden’s promo and her chest felt tight. There was anticipation in her heart and a rush coursing through her stomach. Butterflies. She honestly didn’t know what to expect, since she refrains from reading the card. [color=9966cc][b]“Be there soon!”[/b][/color] 

Claire was almost done, curling the ends of Joy’s hair because why not? Her friend was going to be in front of her future bae. Every moment needed to count. [color=9966cc][b]“I’m not denying anything! Do you have any idea how Blake would react if anything were to… happen?”[/b][/color] Joy grumbled in annoyance. Nothing good would come from her continuing her pursuit.  [color=9966cc][b]“Unrelated but Trin will regret all those donuts she eats soon enough. It’s her daily diet. It’ll catch up with her one of these days!”[/b][/color] 

[color=ed78dd][b]“Catch up… to her butt.”[/b][/color] Justice remarked as she got up out of the chair, gesturing Joy to run off. [color=ed78dd][b]“He’s gonna be [i]pissed[/i] if you’re late, then you're never gonna get it.”[/b][/color] She tutted, stuffing her hands in her pocket. Time to wander around until she got called.[/indent]
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[indent]In the massive garage, where the TV trucks resided, Joy grasped tightly on her mic and took a deep breath in. Caiden hadn’t come out yet, but it was her job to stir him emotionally. Kevin had brought her aside moments ago to make sure that she focused the interview on Caiden’s questionable morals and his threat (or more like, his promise) toward Roddy Quinn. As much as she didn’t want to pressure him, it was her job and the moment he came in the scene, they would go live… in the ring and on many people's television screens. 

Her twin met her gaze and gave her a nod. Turning her head to the right, she saw the backdoor open. It was time.

Indeed it was. Flying out of the backdoor was a man on a mission to bring his message to everyone who would dare listen to him: Caiden Winters. With a chip on his shoulder and a vendetta against damn near everyone in this company, he froze when he saw Joy standing there [i]waiting[/i] for him, like she alway seemed to be doing. [color=0f4891][b]“What do you want? I’m busy.”[/b][/color]

[color=9966cc][b]“Caiden Winters!”[/b][/color] More of an informal interview introduction, but it fit the moment. Joy rushed toward him to make sure he didn’t get too far because she knew better. She knew he was a man on a mission, always. The camera followed her and then shifted from her face to his,  [color=9966cc][b]“There seems to be some backlash with your threat at Shock N AWE Chicago for Roddy Quinn. Some people think you’re stepping out of line and need to know your place, that all you’re doing is ruining the image [i]he[/i] helped build for you. Do you have anything to say about this?”[/b][/color] Might as well hit him hard from the get go. 

[color=0f4891][b]“Let’s me and you get one thing straight right here and right [i]now[/i]. You think Roderick Quinn built [i]my[/i] image? I’ve been doing this since I was fourteen years old. You think he came to a boy in Canada who could barely speak English and built him up? What do you think I was doing my whole life when I wasn’t here? I was in a [i]real[/i] company, led by a [i]real[/i] man: Misawa Baba, who helped me from [i]day fucking one,[/i] when I arrived in Japan and he trained me and he helped me become the man I am today. Because of him, I’ve headlined the Tokyo Dome, I’ve won the Grand Prix, I’ve won the Battle of Los Angeles. Me and your brother held eight different tag titles at once — did Roddy build his image too, Joy? Idiot.”[/b][/color] Caiden spoke with such apprehension, such anger… unbridled emotion flowed with each of his words — as always. The consummate professional, he never took the condescending looking out of his face; how [i]dare[/i] she claim such a thing.

He’d apologize later.

Of course, Joy would rather ask other questions, but for the sake of entertainment and at Kevin’s request, she would keep egging Caiden along. Her heart did drop when he called her an idiot, but she knew better… it was all an act. Right? [color=9966cc][b]“Then why are you here?! In HIS empire? You want to be great. You say you are great. And yet, you allow your anger to influence your actions and all the people can see is you not keeping it under control and having a downright tantrum.”[/b][/color] There was visible frustration and focus in Joy’s expression and her voice rose with every word. Did she agree with what she was saying? Not entirely. Many people, especially his fans, knew he was great, no, the best, and he had the whole package. But she’d play devil’s advocate if that meant he’d get more attention and… stay.    

[color=0f4891][b]“I don’t say I’m the great, I say that I’m the best. That I’m better than the best. And Joy? I came here to bring the pain.”[/b][/color] Behind them, a long stretch limo rolled up, and Caiden shifted his footing as it came to a stop. [color=0f4891][b]“You remember, two weeks ago. You asked me how I was gonna get the old man’s attention? Watch.”[/b][/color] And then, as soon as the door to the limo opened, and Roddy stepped out of it, Caiden was on him in a flash, clubbing the old man with an elbow and then throwing him against the wall. 

The old man never had a chance, as he was manhandled by the angry wrestler. Caiden threw Roderick Quinn into a random car, and when the true king of AWE slumped against the door to the car, Caiden picked him up by his shirt so they were face to face, and Caiden spoke. [color=0f4891][b]“I’m done with you wasting my time.”[/b][/color] He growled at him, before he took his boss’s head and smashed out the driver side window with it, slamming Roddy’s face through the glass.

When Roddy slumped down out of the car and down to the ground, his face was dripping with the proverbial crimson mask, bleeding like a stuffed pig. Caiden turned, and walked directly toward the camera, heading toward the gorilla area, and when he passed Chance, he shoulder checked him, the camera shaking in response. What? Gotta play up the character.

Although Joy wasn’t seen on camera and Chance had focused in on Roddy’s face, the audience could hear her surprised and frantic voice, [color=9966cc][b]“Don’t let him pass out! Someone call the paramedics!”[/b][/color] As calm as her voice tried to sound, it was obvious that Joy Ryder was completely shook. Her brown strands came into frame as she rushed to her boss’ side and then the camera cut to the inside of AWE, the stage camera, that aimed towards the ramp. 

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NvzL1S59i6o]The music hit[/url], and apparently Roddy had done a good job creating a hated persona for him, because even after the vicious attack on his boss, Caiden Winter’s reaction was loud and powerful cheers. Everyone wanted to hear what he had to say, and why wouldn’t they? He’d just went off on the only person that had supported him through this, other than the fans. He made his way to the ring slowly and with purpose; he didn’t have a match and to be honest, he didn’t give a damn if he did waste their time. This was his fucking show.

He rolled under the bottom rope and walked to the other side of the ring and held his hand out for a microphone — and, maybe out of fear, a mic was quickly supplied. Caiden, stomping around the ring as he spoke, his hand shaking slightly — he was hyped — began to spit the eternal fire. [color=0f4891][b]“Whoops, guess I beat down Morgana’s daddy; I better watch my damn back, that bitch has got daddy issues.”[/b][/color] Snickering slightly, Caiden continued his monologue, [color=0f4891][b]“I’m only going to say this once, and I’m going to make it nice and clear: I hate him. I hate Roderick Quinn, and I hate everything he stands for. Now, hate is… hate’s a strong word, but I [i]mean it[/i]. I hate him so much. And you know why I hate him? Because there’s one thing that I can’t stand, that makes my blood boil and that’s being ignored. And being ignored even when I yell AND SCREAM! For something that’s not going to happen, THAT’S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN, and that’s an AWE title match… because someone back there knows that I am better than anything he has ever created, that his best creation — Drayden — could [i]barely[/i] put me away when I had a dislocated shoulder, and mark my words, Drayden will never beat me again. Because I’m an indestructible wrestling machine, and I know every move in his book, I know counters to his counter’s counters. That’s fine, because Roddy Quinn can just sit backstage and watch me be better than anything or anyone that will ever step foot in this company.”[/b][/color] 

Caiden paused and let out a long breath. He closed his eyes and let himself calm down for a few seconds while the crowd cheered loudly.  [color=0f4891][b]“There may never be another time that Caiden Winters steps into the ring at an AWE event and fights, but if there ever is, then it should be a good match; shake hands. Friendly competition between two great athletes… but it won’t be. Because, I hate everyone back there. I hate them, as shallow as it might be, because their bank statements look a [i]lot[/i] better than mine after two years of being wasted potential here. Listen to me, I can only spend so many nights sleeping in my car, spill so many pints of blood, I can only go to the hospital and use a fake name because I can’t afford health insurance before I start thinking ‘you know, I don’t really wanna be so nice to people who have what I think… belongs to me.”[/b][/color]

Another pause and this time Caiden was very suddenly fired up again. [color=0f4891][b]“I’M GONNA BEAT THE TRASH OUT OF WHOEVER STEPS FOOT IN THIS RING WITH ME NEXT! Because I’m hungry and I’m angry and I don’t… care, about anything. Right now, Roddy Quinn is being dragged back to the trainer’s room and he’s being examined to make sure yours truly didn’t do too much of a number on him, and he has [i]no idea[/i] what he’s signed his company up for. Reality is going to give Roderick Quinn and all of the AWE a cold. Hard. SLAP! in the face.”[/b][/color] 

With that, Caiden Winters dropped the mic, and rolled out of the ring, heading back up the ramp.

He had to apologize to Joy.[/indent]