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The GOAT of the Vineland Thorns. | Written by Elias/Oswald
"Magic Always comes with a price." Detailed writer | Writer is 23+ MS with Chemistry | Selective OC RP | MVRP | DMs open Drama/Stalking = Blocked ๐ซ Penned by #Porcelainmourning.
Regina Mills as the Evil Queen
ALT: Regina Mills as the Evil Queen
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"Yeah...thanks for that. At least you understand-"
"Yeah, as I said, wouldn't recognize talent if it hit her in the face! But don't worry. You ain't gonna get that with me."
โ Give her an โง โง โง แดษดาแดแดษชสษชแดส แด แดแดส ' โจ an unanswered question ๐ข๐ฅ โ a path nobody else dared to follow and she'd already be halfway there's โ.
โน โ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฬท ๐ โ .
"She didn't care about talent, she only saw me as a woman on the verge of desperately needing to retired, because of how often I got hurt and fumbled recently...but me being me...I didn't really wanna accept that. Roarball is my life, I didn't wanna give it up. All she did was taunt me."
"Not too up to date on that I gotta admit. I only heard about the drama with that ugly-ass warthog manager of yours. Dumb bitch couldn't recognize talent when it stood right before her. Serves her right. People who can't make good decisions should be rooted out as soon as possible..."
๐๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ, ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ฑ๐ช๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ! ๐๐ด ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ต, ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ! ๐๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ณ๐ต, ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต'๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ธ, ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ, ๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต๐ด ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ! -๐ ๐๐ช๐ด๐ฏ๐ฆ๐บ ๐๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐บ ๐๐ค๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต!- โด #DisneyRP / #DisneyParksRP โด #MVRP / #KHRP / #CARTOONRP
๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ?! ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ธ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ฅ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ช๐ต! ๐๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ท๐ฆ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ข ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐จ๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ!
"Like I said, it's a special place for one of my teammates. Will Harris. Y'know, the little goat that plays for the Thorns? He showed me this place. Plus, they're a big fan of me-" Pointing to framed articles on the walls, even her high school jersey framed on the wall as well.
"You chose well. This place got good food. Say, how did you find it tho? This doesn't exactly look like the type of neighbourhood a Star like you would frequently go through...or ever."
She took a few more bites of her sandwich and swallowed, giving the other a nod. "Sounds good. Pizza looks great-"
Maria also wasted no time digging into her pizza. "If you still want to eat something after the sandwich, I'm sure at least one slice will be left after I'm full."
"Yeah...guess you're right about that." Eventually their food came, and Jett was eager to get a bite out of her sandwich...which she did.
She already sounded like most of Maria models after she gets to them with her diet mantras. "Given how much you work out, I don't see you gaining weight in any negative capacity. Ever. Don't forget to treat yourself when you feel like you really deserve it."
"Mm...humble, maybe." She sat back and relaxed as the waitress took their menus and went to put in their order. "Mostly just tryna keep a good diet."
"Humble one, huh? Let's see, what do we have here... I'll take the pizza mafia."
Jett too had been looking through the menu. "Gonna just go with a sandwich...nothin' too big-"
"Hm, hmhm, granted, true." Takes the menu. "Let's see..." Her eyes darted over the options.
"Well, believe it or not, this place is actually pretty damn special to me and another one of my teammates. Plus, it's nice and quiet here." She takes a seat in one of the open booths.
"Oh, you charmer~" Elegantly slipping into the diner. "Say, this place must have some really good food if YOU frequent it. Normally stars like you hog all the 5 star restaurants in town..."
"Speaking facts right now-" Immediately hopping out as they arrive at the diner. She's making her way inside, even holding the door open for Maria.
"Anyways, we're here. Let's put that thought on the back burner and fill our stomachs instead." Hopping out, eyeing up the place.
"...Right, I'll keep that in mind-" Thinking about it now, not the most pleasant thing for her. For the time being, she only really thought about grabbing a bite to eat. She hadn't had much to eat as it is anyway.
"Well, you got my card, so if you're ever in the mood to put on some kinky stuff and/or show some skin, hit me up and I'll have everything at the ready lickety split." The limousine was nearing it's destination...
"I never go for that myself, but I'll still consider it sometime at least." She flashed a smile.
"Yes, you did, but never for adult fashion I wager. Most stars of your caliber are too afraid to go for sex appeal..."
"Modeling? Hm...I've done my share of photo shoots before, so I wouldn't mind doing that sometime-" Accepting the drink and the business card, tucking it away. She took a sip of her drink. "Thanks-"
"Oh, already considering me a friend I see?! Well then, allow me to return the favour~" Pouring her a drink with one hand, while pulling her business card out of her cleavage with the other. "Here. If you ever are up for some modeling. I pay quite well, especially for close associates~"
Jett chuckled and laid back into her seat. She didn't mind it too much, even though she keeps her penthouse nice and clean as it should be. "Could be worse...but sure. I could use a drink. It's nice havin' someone new to hang with."
"Excuse the clutter, truth be told, I came here on a whim, otherwise I would've made the damn thing a bit more..." Casually throwing a few latex suits under the seats. "...presentable!" In the same motion, she pulled a big bottle of champagne out. "Drinks? Or saving your thirst for the meal?"
She followed Maria to the luxurious limousine, and assuming she'd be allowed in, made herself comfortable. "Damn fine ride you got here."
"Certainly." She signaled her to follow, walking the short trip to the almost empty parking lot. Aside from her limousine, a few RVs stood there, one even having the smell of fresh lunch seeping out of its tilted window. But Maria ignored it, instead just waiting at her limousine for Jet.
"You get it, girl! Anyway, should we get goin' or what?"
"Hm, yes, yes, you athletes have much more healthy ways of maintaining your bodies than the fashion world. Forces them to bend over backwards for YOUR fit, not the other way around. Some of my models would envy you for that. Their routines are more brutal than any sport could ever wish to be."
"By foot. Always pays off to do my jogging to stay on my toes, if you catch my drift-"
"Alright then. Did you come here with your car or on foot? If it's the latter, we can just take my limo there."
"Hm..." Jett takes her hand and shakes it, nodding her head with a smile. "You sound like a big deal, Maria. Tell you what, if you're serious about grabbin' a bite, I'll do it. Vineland's best diner will do it. A star to another star."
"You could call it that, yes. I am Maria O'Connor. Yes, THE Maria O'Connor who owns the countries biggest adult fashion brand. Can't blame you if ya haven't heard of me, given how much the media tries to ignore my existence." Offering her hand. "Pleasure to meet another legend I the flesh~"
Jett nearly jumped, spotting the other. "You know, I usually appreciate not being disturbed when I'm practicing...who are you, a fan? A fan who must really want to treat me to my big win, I'm guessing?"
Casually strolling in. "Figured I'd run into you here. Still shooting hoops after the show is already over? You're supposed to take this time to wind down, Ms. Fillmore. Like, workaholic much? I originally came here just to congratulate you on that recent victory, but now, I'm feeling generous~ +