JayP.

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  1. Elimination Chamber 2019: Live Chat

    The DIVAS really went all out for this
  2. Elimination Chamber 2019: Live Chat

    I FUCKING LIVE
  3. Penelope Ford at WWE Try Outs

    Ok, I stan.
  4. ELIAS SAMSON A humble lodge sits upon the precipice of a mountain, inside a burning fireplace casts an illuminating glow on talon stained walls. Rugged and shabby, Elias steps out of the lodge’s shadows, his once smooth and muscular physique now adorned in fleshy scars. With an ominous expression he carefully eyes a pin board cloaked by months upon months of newspaper clippings, each article correlating back to the reoccurring topic of unexplained crimes. Clearing his throat, he reaches for a Dictaphone on the mantelpiece. "Week seventy-one, day five hundred and something, the moon is sitting peacefully in its third quarter." Elias hums, his tone empty and monotonous, almost as he was reciting his words from a poorly written script. "After a dreadful weekend chasing an empty lead in shithole New Mexico, I'm still no closer to finding out who did 'this' to me. Although, I did manage to reign in a little a bloodsucker who has been terrorising Santa Fe for the last five months, but something tells me I wont be receiving a key to the city anytime soon." He chuckles, allowing a glimpse of his old self to show in his laugh for a brief second. "It's been a while since I last checked in on Carmella and Punk, she's way too powerful for me to creep around undetected now. Besides, it's not like they need me watching their every move, not when they've probably forgot all about me." With a bated breath, Elias pauses for a moment as he mulls over the past few months and the solitude and havoc they have brought. Loneliness was not an unfamiliar feeling for him, in fact it was something he embraced and treasured over the years and he knew who to blame for his sudden change of heart— Carmella. His eyes dart back to the board, focused solely on a specific article as they trail the bold headline – MURDER RATE CONTINUES TO RISE IN THE SMALL TOWN OF FULL SAIL.  "I keep trying to convince myself that they're better off without me, that I'm just another fucked up problem to add to the equation," he begins, his eyes becoming glazed and desolate. "But I know that she needs me and that I need her just as nuch, now more than ever." With a pause he launches the recorder at a nearby sofa, his muscles tensing as his frustration would grow. Elias takes one more look at the article, contemplating the repercussions that would arise if he was to return to a world that thought he was dead. He covers his tapestry of scars with a tatty hoodie as he storms towards the door with intent, swinging it open and taking one last look of his more than humble abode.  "I'm comin' home kids." Fin. 
  5. ELIAS SAMSON "Jeez, do you really think that?" Elias chuckles, sarcastically cocking his eyebrow as he'd divulge in their playful back and forth. "Would you not miss me? Not even a little bit?"
  6. ELIAS SAMSON "Will you please stop worrying over nothing? I'm going to be fine," he sighs as returns an equally stern look, which quickly dissolves into a teasing smirk. "Besides, other than me potentially dying, what's the worse that could happen?"
  7. Tinashe

    She really came through like Joyride never happened, I really hope that this doesn't flop for her 
  8. ELIAS SAMSON "Firstly, does it not hurt to be that fucking condescending?" He questions, furrowing his brows hastily. "Secondly, do you have any better ideas, brainiac? Like what you actually plan on doing once you find a vampire? Are you going to taunt it with garlic until it squeals?" Elias continues to rant as his irritation grows, each word said with vitriol.  tbc: @Queen of Hens
  9. ELIAS SAMSON "Can everybody just chill the fuck out?" Elias sighs, his wide eyes flickering between the faces of the room with an open mouth smile. "What do you two idiots think I'm planning on doing? I'm not going to dress up in leather and challenge the first vampire I find to some sort of supernatural duel." He laughs as he crawls onto the sofa, comfortably nestling himself besides Carmella. "We need to play this careful, let them think we're still in dark and keep the element of surprise on our side. We just need some good old school espionage, and I think that my charm and dashing good looks make me the perfect candidate." 
  10. ELIAS SAMSON "Nope." Elias beams as he kneels before her, scattering the mound of books onto the floor. "You want my help, right? Well let me do this, let me do it alone."
  11. ELIAS SAMSON "Breathe," he grins at Carmella, his hand reaching for hers. "I'm in no rush to go hunting for vampires just yet, and when I do, I don't need you cramping my style." 
  12. ELIAS SAMSON "If I volunteer to find a 'vampire' can I stop reading?" Elias groans, slamming the book he was studying to the ground. "I'm not much use here, and to be honest I've just been looking at the pictures for the last thirty minutes."
  13. ELIAS SAMSON "It sounds like you think we owe him something," Elias murmurs in hushed tones, looking up as he'd rest his head on her knee. "But I don't want to jump in feet first either, so I promise we'll go at your pace."
  14. ELIAS SAMSON Cocking a brow as he'd deadpan in Carmella's direction, Elias sits uncomfortably in the awkward silence brought upon by Paige's question. "Yeah it kinda' does ring a bell," He exhales with a contrived grin, his muscles tensing as the unease of the room would grow. "Carmella, do you know any blondes?" tbc: @Mariah.