Jason vs Brandy

[Mighty Man Millson]

Match Four
Singles Match
Jason Meadows vs Brandy Meadows
The Meadows family is split in half tonight, as the self-professed saviour of EVPW, Jason Meadows, goes on-on-one with his sister Brandy in what is sure to be an emotional affair.
Referee: Batilda Kihlstedt

Promo round ends on Friday

[Troy Meadows]

Stip for this match is as follows as they agreed:
If Brandy wins Jason must join and follow Troy's orders in CoD
If Jason wins CoD must disband.

[brandymeadows]

Thanks Ryan for posting stips for us so we did not have to ask you. I know I forgot and Jason probably did as well anyway promo times.

--- PROMO ---

The camera cuts on to a dark room where a female figure is sitting. The woman is obviously Brandy but it is hard to see her through what shadows cling to her. She sits on a bed with a large window behind her with a curtain flapping in a breeze hinting that the window is opened. The innocence in Brandy's voice is hard to grasp at first as she speaks while looking down at her lap.

Twenty five years ago you were born into this world with your arms wide open. Years of drinking weakened her body enough that the trauma of giving birth to you caused her liver to fail. She had a simple choice. One I once had to make. One I once choose the other way. Should I die to bring a child into the world?

Her face rose up and turned to the camera before a flash of lightning in the distance illuminated her face for a split second. Tears were rolling down her face and her make up was completely smeared. The emotional baggage she had carried for so long showing the toll it took on her in that split second.

Had my child not been a product of rape I might have actually did what our mother did. But to bring a bastard into this world from a father who used me in ways I never want to remember. I could not do that. I could not allow another rapist to be born. And now we must meet face to face at Prelude. And it kills me to know that I spent the first eighteen years of your life being the only mother you knew. But knowing at the same time that you will fail in your goals. Troy will not allow you to win even if I would let you. So the place is set. And the curtain is ready to be pulled open. The lights will dim and the crowd will cheer for you. But they will do it in vain as when my hand is raised you will be my baby boy once again.

She takes a deep breath and exhales slowly with a sigh before continuing.

I raised you like you were my own son. I raised you the best a mother that is only five years older then her son could raise him. And now I sit here and cry. But no one understands why.

The crowd watching at this point is nearly completely emotionally moved by the tenderness of Brandy and almost expecting the face turn from the decadent diva.

It is simple Jason... So simple that it hurts to say it...

The crowd hanging on her every word trying to predict what tender wording she will possibly use to turn face in this moment.

You fucking disappoint me. Maybe your better of that way.

The lightning flickers again exposing her demented smirk as she looks into the camera. The light fades just as quickly as it came leaving only her silhouette on the bed. The demonic cackle of the decadent diva begins to echo as the screen slowly fades out.

EoP- TBC

[jasonmeadows]

--- Entrance ---

The crowd is nearly spent from the last match and looks as if they need a break. The card line up not allowing this as Muse's "Uprising" begins to play. A massive pop explodes from the nearly dead fans in the arena for the Savior of EVPW. The curtain is pushed quickly back as the unsung hero himself walks out to the main stage ramp. His hands raised high as he looked out to his adoring fans knowing that this may be the last time they got to cheer for him fully.

KILL THE CULT! KILL THE CULT!

The chant nearly brings a tear to his eye as he walks slowly down the ramp and eventually rolls into the ring.

Jason looks just as sexy as every dont you think Jimmy?

I unlike you do not bite pillow for a hobby so I must disagree Ray.

Moving to center ring after being handed a mic Jason looks to camera one and lets his music trail off slowly.

--- Promo ---

You raised me to know what right and wrong is. But you lost your way dear sister. You let the sick demented twin of yours shackle your mind into a slavery that you will not easily shake free from. So we have this match. Remember all the times you dressed up in your cheerleading outfit and you were happy. Remember all those times you were with your friends. Where was he? In the corner hating everyone thats where he was. You were happy being you, so why do you of all people choose to comfort that egomaniac in the corner?

Troy fucking sucks! Troy fucking sucks! Troy fucking sucks! Troy fucking sucks!

The chants bringing a soft smile to Jason's mug as he simply raises a hand asking to finish. A few seconds later the chant ends and Jason continues.

But I do not expect my words will move you enough to end this match. I expect you to be you and come out and give me your best. I only ask that your little troupe remains in the back so we can settle this one on one. And as these fans will tell you. My name is Jason Meadows and I am...

He's our Savior! He's our Savior! He's our Savior! He's our Savior!

Jason drops the mic and begins to pace around the ring with a smile still plastered on his face. Suddenly feeling much better about the match then he was moments before.

TBC- in match form.