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Won gold medals in Sydney Olympics, track star at her university | Janice, Laura |
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Female Voice: OH SH*T!! Janice: Laura! Laura, you okay?? Janice: (in a fit of terror and tears, she starts stuttering and rambling into the phone as it's answered, though we can't hear the other end of the call) Oh God, ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod---M-M-M-Michelle....Laura....she---she t-t-tried killing herself.......I don't know! B-b-b-bottle of pills in one h-h-hand, wine bottles all o-o-over. (she starts to bust out into a full bawl).....I don't know! She's lying here.....I don't want to lose my friend---HELP!!......She was like this when I got here......c-c-c-couple minutes a-a-ago....okay---thanks. (She hangs up the phone and sits on the end of the bed and starts crying as she talks to herself) What are you doing, Laura? Why? What went wrong??? (She turns her head around to look at her friend, causing her to cry even more) I can't lose my friend! Please, Laura, please!! (she crawls to Laura's side and begins shaking her gently to awaken Laura, but it doesn't work, so Janice can only put her head on Laura's shoulder and start crying more) You have GOT TO wake up, honey! You are so great---you can't go like this---not this way! You're better than to take your own life! (within a moment or two of this, sirens in the background can be heard, and in seconds, the door to the room opens and as EMTs enter the room, carrying a stretcher and all that other EMT stuff) EMT 1: We got a 911 call for this location. What's going on here? Janice: My friend----I found----just got home....she was out on the bed, wine bottles all over, pills in her hand......she's my friend, you can't let her die! HELP! HELP!! Too young---too young---so much smarts, so great a person---can't die, can't die!! (she starts bouncing around, her emotions of possibly losing her best friend getting the best of her. The EMT goes to Laura as a second tries to settle down Janice.) EMT 2: Take it easy ma'am...your friend is with us now. She's going to be okay. You have to settle down. Come with me---(to the other EMT, finishing checking up on Laura's vital signs and now putting her on the stretcher and hooking her up to vital fluids)--Bill, let's go---we have no time to lose. Doctor: Janice? Doctor: Your friend is okay. She's in critical condition now, and depending on how she takes to what we did, she could go home as early as tomorrow night. These next few hours will be telling. Janice: What d-d-did you do? Doctor: We had to pump her stomach. She had a severe mixing of pills and alcohol in her. In fact, we lost her twice during the procedure...(Janice gets a horrified look)...but she's okay now. She's in a room, lying in bed, aware of what's going on. She seems tough enough to pull through this. Janice: Can I see her? Is it too early for that? Because I would like to see her. Doctor: Because you are so close to her, yes, we will allow you to go and visit her. This will be good for you, I think, so it will let you know how Laura is doing for yourself and help put your worrying at ease. I know this was a scary situation, but you have to believe me when I say she should be able to pull through with no problems. Janice: Thank God you're all right, Laura! I don't what I'd have done if my lost my angel. What were you thinking though? I was scared to death when I saw you and the state you were in! What's wrong? Laura: Oh, shut up, Janice. Janice: (attempting to lighten the mood) Hey! Wrestling! That'll cheer you up! (getting more serious with her voice, back to inquiring at Laura) Tell me though, LauRoo, what were you THINKING!? What would cause you to try killing yourself? Janice: Oh.....that. (Janice turns the set off and looks back at Laura, who still is looking at the set, though it is a black screen now.) So what, you lost----big deal. (Laura continues to stare at the set, getting more angry with each passing second. Janice notices and gets upset herself and takes Laura's head and quickly turns it towards herself) WILL YOU LOOK AT ME!? Dammit, what's wrong with you? Laura: I lost----AGAIN! For four weeks, FOUR TIMES IN A ROW, I've LOST! That's not me. I don't do that. I'm Laura. I win. I go on winning streaks, not losing streaks. I've NEVER lost four times in a row! (her heart rate and blood pressure meters start rising now) You think I enjoy this!? Janice: So you're going to KILL YOURSELF over it!!?? Laura: (Laura's eyes bulge out as she nods her head forward, asserting her answer) YES!! Janice: You tried killing yourself because you can't win a wrestling match. That's really pathetic. Laura: I'm PERFECT! I don't lose like this---I am the epitome of what being great is all about.... Janice: DAMMIT LAURA, SHUT UP!! All you do is go on and on over you're this and you're that! GET OVER IT GIRL!! I've put up with this sh*t for three years now. Yes, you were awesome, you DID get the job done, but now you're showing you're human. So you can't win a goddammed match. BIG DEAL! I'm sick of this perfection schtick of yours. My teams in basketball lose numerous times, you don't see me b*tching like a kid over it! Laura: That's because you're not me. You never were CLOSE to perfect. Good at basketball, yes, but you don't have everything it takes in your head to be able to utilize all those skills to win all the time like I do. Janice: AND YOU DO!!?? (thrusts her hands out as if to say, "Look at the results") You're not a whole heck of a lot better. Explain to me why you CAN'T win. Yes, you didn't care much about your two title matches, you're more worried about moving up in status than middling with lower titles. That's fine. But you still can't win. Laura: I was in the "Final Five" of that battle royale a couple weeks ago! Janice: Wonderful! Use that momentum then and quit being a whiny little brat! (Laura's monitors begin to lower, as she feels belittled at being b*tched out at by, of all people, Janice) You're proving you ARE good, but you talk like you're everything that God made great. KNOCK IT OFF!! You're a star athlete, you have a brain 99% of the Earth's population would kill for, that's great.....but quit rubbing it in our faces before each match of yours. You want to kill Sean Cole? Good. You want to remind us all that you get 4.0's? Bad. Be a b*tch if you want, but stop with the repition. Wanna know why you lose? It's because you've lost what you once had. You used to be aware of the intangibles. You used to be scared of what COULD happen. You were alert, now you're full of yourself and don't watch your step. You get eaten alive out there now kid! Do you have a match this week? Laura: I don't know.... TV: Jo Lallo takes on Matt Michaels, the Founding Brother, for the Ego Title; for the Killer Title, champion Ty Dhomie takes on X-Con; Killer Instinct looks to take out Laura in the NEW THUNDERDOME---- (Janice turns the television off) Janice: You DO have a match. Good luck. Laura: What in the hell is a Thunderdome? Janice: You tell me and we'll both know. You may be on a cold streak, but you ARE moving up in this federation. Killer Instinct in a special match on a pay-per-view?? That's progress kid. Laura: Well, yeah, but.... Janice: But what? Laura: I still can't win. Janice: So figure out a way to win. You have before. I'm sure you will again. Laura: I'm in the middle of a hospital right now. It's not exactly the best place to come up with a winning plan. Janice: So don't think about that here! Get through the night, get discharged tomorrow evening, and once we're back home, THEN think about planning for a victory. As for now, I know you're alive, and you've had quite a day. I'VE had a Hell of a day, so I'm going now. I'll pick you up tomorrow. Just remember what I said. You're a mere image of what you once were. Go back to what you used to do in the ring, you'll be fine. |
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