Post by MasterEvil on Jul 8, 2013 10:34:19 GMT
From the independent wrestling circuits across the UK to the global phenomenon known as World Elite Wrestling, that is what twin sisters Annabell and Isabell as done. Establishing themselves as ‘The Anderson Girls’ since back home in Liverpool both girls has managed to earn their way into one of wrestling’s largest successes. They debuted at none other than Retribution when the not only assaulted two members of Armada Latina but later cost them two a shot at the Tag Team Championships. Why? To make an impact and what better way for a rookie, or in this case rookies, to make an impact than to knock off an extremely popular stable of veterans?
The first Adrenaline afterwards marked the Andersons in-ring debut, against a pair of sisters known as Rose and Sapphire, and while the Andersons were successful in their debut…one of the twins weren’t as impressive as Annabell Anderson’s performance has been criticised about by fan and critic alike. Even the colour commentator Nathan Parker voiced his opinion while on the air, stating that ‘this one clearly sucks.’ Normally such a thing would be demoralising for many, which is why many has departed from big name companies before, yet Annabell seem quite relaxed about it. Perhaps it is because that her debut ended in victory? Or it could be realisation that she and her sister has finally got themselves among the elite.
Either way Annabell is currently jogging through a park in a black sports bra and matching sweatpants while in both ears is a headphone, linking all the way down to a music player in her right pocket. What is Annabell currently listening to? ‘Through The Glass’ by Stone Sour…but why is she jogging right now? Basically because it’s what the Scouser does in her free time when the twins aren’t hanging out together, the fact it helps with fitness is also quite a nice thing as well. This jog was however cut short when a five year old boy suddenly ran towards her. Luckily Annabell managed to stop herself in time before she could bumble into the child as the kid’s thirty-eight year old father, who happens to be wearing an old ‘Vintage Vantage’ shirt, suddenly showed up with a hurried expression on his face.
WORRIED FATHER “Stop running off Christian, you nearly tripped this woman over.”
CHRISITIAN “Sorry papa, I just wanted to say hi to the wrestling lady.”
WORRIED FATHER “You know what, I’ll do something better…can you sign my son’s t-shirt please, Isabell?”
CHRISITIAN “But, papa, she isn’t Isabell.”
WORRIED FATHER “Of she is, am I right Isabell?”
The Englishwoman was too busy taking out her headphones to notice the duo’s right lines before hearing the older man ask if she’s Isabell. Annabell tried to look serious but ended up laughing, to the dismay of the father.
WORRIED FATHER “Why are you laughing?”
ANNABELL ANDERSON • “Sorry, I just find it amusing how your little cutie can tell that I’m Annabell while you can’t.”
WORRIED FATHER “Wait a second…then aren’t you the rubbish twin then?”
That question brought a scowl upon Annabell’s face yet instead and instantly defending herself she sighed lightly, knowing that she is better with her hands than her mouth, before deciding to ask a question.
ANNABELL ANDERSON • “What do you want again?”
WORRIED FATHER “For you to sign my son’s shirt, since he seem to like you and your sister more than my personal favourite Vantage.”
While saying his words the dad pulled out a black marker and handed it to the girl as she noticed that the young boy’s shirt is completely white. So she immediately crouched down to one knee, ready to sign his shirt, before speaking.
ANNABELL ANDERSON • “I don’t blame you for liking me and my sister, after all, we’re going to be Tag Team Champions soon enough. But this Friday I’ll be on the pre-show against one Brooklyn Carter.”
CHRISITIAN “Brooklyn Carter? Isn’t she the girl Sayge Jemson beat without breaking a sweat?”
ANNABELL ANDERSON • “Yes she is..” *giggles* “So I ain’t worried about that Las Vegas bimbo. Sure she can look fancy all she likes but, in the streets of England, being fancy gets you nothing more than a busted nose and two black eyes. Perhaps I shouldn’t talk too much since I wasn’t exactly spectacular in my debut but, unlike Brooklyn, I actually won my match last week. So if she has anything about my performance last week then she should convert them into coins and play on a slot machine since that handle is the only rod she’ll ever get her hands on.”
While saying her words the twenty-four year old Scouser began to write a short message on the young boy’s shirt. “I hope you’ll be in attendance when me and sister become the new Tag Team Champions.” That is what the short message was has Annabell then signed it as ‘A Double,’ perhaps she finds the two As amusing or something? Either way young Christian smiled brightly when he saw the message and instantly hugged Miss Anderson. She was a little surprised at this but smiled lightly as he stepped back.
ANNABELL ANDERSON • “color=green]Do you want me to get you and your dad tickets to next week’s show, so you can see me beat Brooklyn without breaking a sweat?
[/color]”The first Adrenaline afterwards marked the Andersons in-ring debut, against a pair of sisters known as Rose and Sapphire, and while the Andersons were successful in their debut…one of the twins weren’t as impressive as Annabell Anderson’s performance has been criticised about by fan and critic alike. Even the colour commentator Nathan Parker voiced his opinion while on the air, stating that ‘this one clearly sucks.’ Normally such a thing would be demoralising for many, which is why many has departed from big name companies before, yet Annabell seem quite relaxed about it. Perhaps it is because that her debut ended in victory? Or it could be realisation that she and her sister has finally got themselves among the elite.
Either way Annabell is currently jogging through a park in a black sports bra and matching sweatpants while in both ears is a headphone, linking all the way down to a music player in her right pocket. What is Annabell currently listening to? ‘Through The Glass’ by Stone Sour…but why is she jogging right now? Basically because it’s what the Scouser does in her free time when the twins aren’t hanging out together, the fact it helps with fitness is also quite a nice thing as well. This jog was however cut short when a five year old boy suddenly ran towards her. Luckily Annabell managed to stop herself in time before she could bumble into the child as the kid’s thirty-eight year old father, who happens to be wearing an old ‘Vintage Vantage’ shirt, suddenly showed up with a hurried expression on his face.
WORRIED FATHER “Stop running off Christian, you nearly tripped this woman over.”
CHRISITIAN “Sorry papa, I just wanted to say hi to the wrestling lady.”
WORRIED FATHER “You know what, I’ll do something better…can you sign my son’s t-shirt please, Isabell?”
CHRISITIAN “But, papa, she isn’t Isabell.”
WORRIED FATHER “Of she is, am I right Isabell?”
The Englishwoman was too busy taking out her headphones to notice the duo’s right lines before hearing the older man ask if she’s Isabell. Annabell tried to look serious but ended up laughing, to the dismay of the father.
WORRIED FATHER “Why are you laughing?”
ANNABELL ANDERSON • “Sorry, I just find it amusing how your little cutie can tell that I’m Annabell while you can’t.”
WORRIED FATHER “Wait a second…then aren’t you the rubbish twin then?”
That question brought a scowl upon Annabell’s face yet instead and instantly defending herself she sighed lightly, knowing that she is better with her hands than her mouth, before deciding to ask a question.
ANNABELL ANDERSON • “What do you want again?”
WORRIED FATHER “For you to sign my son’s shirt, since he seem to like you and your sister more than my personal favourite Vantage.”
While saying his words the dad pulled out a black marker and handed it to the girl as she noticed that the young boy’s shirt is completely white. So she immediately crouched down to one knee, ready to sign his shirt, before speaking.
ANNABELL ANDERSON • “I don’t blame you for liking me and my sister, after all, we’re going to be Tag Team Champions soon enough. But this Friday I’ll be on the pre-show against one Brooklyn Carter.”
CHRISITIAN “Brooklyn Carter? Isn’t she the girl Sayge Jemson beat without breaking a sweat?”
ANNABELL ANDERSON • “Yes she is..” *giggles* “So I ain’t worried about that Las Vegas bimbo. Sure she can look fancy all she likes but, in the streets of England, being fancy gets you nothing more than a busted nose and two black eyes. Perhaps I shouldn’t talk too much since I wasn’t exactly spectacular in my debut but, unlike Brooklyn, I actually won my match last week. So if she has anything about my performance last week then she should convert them into coins and play on a slot machine since that handle is the only rod she’ll ever get her hands on.”
While saying her words the twenty-four year old Scouser began to write a short message on the young boy’s shirt. “I hope you’ll be in attendance when me and sister become the new Tag Team Champions.” That is what the short message was has Annabell then signed it as ‘A Double,’ perhaps she finds the two As amusing or something? Either way young Christian smiled brightly when he saw the message and instantly hugged Miss Anderson. She was a little surprised at this but smiled lightly as he stepped back.
ANNABELL ANDERSON • “color=green]Do you want me to get you and your dad tickets to next week’s show, so you can see me beat Brooklyn without breaking a sweat?
CHRISITIAN “Yes please!”
WORRIED FATHER “But, Annabell, how can you be certain that you can beat Brooklyn? Since your sister Isabell is clearly the more talented twin.”
Those words immediately brought an extremely annoyed look upon young Annabell’s face. The thoughts of showing this guy how ‘talented’ she really is feel more and more tempting but, at the same time, the female doesn’t want the little child to see his daddy getting beaten up. So in the end she just sighs lightly and stood back up to her feet.
ANNABELL ANDERSON • “One match doesn’t decide how good or bad a rookie is. People like you and Brooklyn shouldn’t underestimate me since I can knock Carter the hell out without using a lot of effort. Sure she is more experienced than me, sure she has faced big name opponents and sure Nathan Parker thinks that I suck…but what you people need to realise is that I don’t care about any of those factors and, to be perfectly honest with you, Nathan Parker can take his negative opinion and shove it back down his throat. I am quicker than Brooklyn, I am smarter than Brooklyn and something else you need to realise is that while Brooklyn Carter is a weakling from a glorified tip…I am A-Double Annabell Anderson, I was born in the hardened streets of Liverpool and I am one half of the Rock & Roll Queens. I do prefer teaming with my sister but I know for a fact that I can handle Brooklyn as easily as the Europeans handle the Ryder Cup.”
Was this confidence defensive or just bottled up? Either way the male was quite surprised with the manner Annabell is speaking to him, even though his child was still excited that the English rookie actually signed his shirt, and at the end of them Annabell’s right hand simply messed with Christian’s brown hair.
ANNABELL ANDERSON • “So, little sweetie, do you want to cheer for me this Friday as I beat Brooklyn Carter up?”
CHRISITIAN “Yes!”
ANNABELL ANDERSON • “That’s good.” *smiles at the child* “If you and your old man goes to the ticket guy and say that I’ve sent you then he should give you guys front row seats, since he does owe me one. I can’t wait to see you there.”
CHRISITIAN “Thank you kind lady!”
‘Kind lady’ is definitely not the words the father would use to describe the Brit but didn’t say anything about it as the child gave the woman a final hug before running off again. Annabell couldn’t help but giggle at the sight of the male running after his child again before slipping the headphones back on and playing ‘Through The Glass’ again. Afterwards the English lass began to jog again, occasionally glancing around to see the parents and their children before leaving the park. Why did she leave the park? Partly because she wanted to jog somewhere else but also because she didn’t want to be late. The reason for this is that, since their time in the British Circuit, both herself and Isabell train together…it also doesn’t hurt to trick a few brainless bodybuilders that they need to go to Specsavers.[/center]