Freedomtown IC

It's been a while, journal...

Today's Mother's Day, and seeing everyone wishing everyone else a happy one of those, it got me thinking... I never got to be a mom back where I came from. I was never ready to be one. I was never in the right headspace to truly be a parent.

To be blunt, I'm still not ready right now either before you get any ideas, Jenny! :P. My current situation isn't enough to support that, but I feel like it's a far more attainable goal here eventually... and I want that with Jenny. Because Jenny's my everything. I don't know if I'd be so ready to admit that here without her.

In fact, I think I'd still be the scared girl I was when I was sucked into this place without Jenny. But I don't have to play hypotheticals about that. Because she's here. And she'd make an amazing mother. I know she would. Can't you tell I'm in love? XP

Speaking of Mother's Day, my and Annie's mom Jodie wasn't perfect. She got around in her earlier years. She and my biological Dad were both druggies before they had me and Annie, which makes me feel bad for Michael that he didn't get to see what true parents looked like until it was too late. But by the time me and Annie were into elementary school, she had become a true parent to us.

I love and miss that woman every day she crosses my mind. She looked exactly like Princess Leia, and I bet Jenny would have loved her just for that. And Jodie would have loved Jenny, too. Like how she loved my first girlfriend Stacy.

I hope when the time comes that me and Jenny get to be parents that we're like Jodie without the previous baggage.

I love and miss you, Jodie Elena Calico-Montes.

Me a month ago: "You know what? I'm gonna start posting more."

Me today: "OH SHIT! You know what I've totally forgotten to do?"

One too many chair-shots to the face, maybe?

Katie Prescott
Katiebear! We should each invite a couple of our besties over, have a little dinner party. Also, remember when I gave you that *ahem* 'hall pass' to use with Mouse? I think I might want one of my own...

Shelley Silver
I miss you, chickadee. You're still my favorite bitch.

Billie Dixon
HAY GURL HAY

Kinda funny. All the people from my world that are here either are dying to find a way to get back into wrestling here, or become superheroes, all kinds of ambitious stuff.

Me? I'm happy just being Jenny again. And being married to the woman I love. I think I'm totally ok with leaving Lara Blackheart in the past.

Well, fuck me sideways!

They have superheroes here and a place called the Sugar Shack? I've died and gone to heaven.

Hi everyone! I'm Meggy. Jenny, come catch me!

Since I'd pretty much do anything that would make my Katiebear happy, here's me trying to post more on here.

So, today's a fairly melancholy day for me. This would've been my parents' 22nd wedding anniversary if Daddy was still alive. In our world, my dad was a superstar. A legend in pro wrestling. So I know there's still a lot of fans who miss him... but none of them will ever miss him like I do. I was Daddy's Little Girl and I idolized his goofy ass.

He never existed in this reality, so... I don't even have a photo of him. Luckily I still have the necklace he got for my sixteenth birthday. It's something I can cling to when I think of him. I just wish he could've met Katie. I've dated some people that I know he didn't approve of... and Katie's basically the exact kind of person he always wanted for me. He'd had adored her.

So on less depressing topics, I'll give another short intro for myself, since I think I've posted on here all of once.

I'm Jenny Prescott. My parents are pro wrestlers Vlad Blackheart and Lara Chastain. I began training to enter the sport when I was 12 years old, and turned pro at 17. When Daddy passed away shortly after my 18th birthday, I paid tribute to both of my parents by taking the ring name of Lara Blackheart.

About a year before arriving here, I suffered a severe mental breakdown due to losing my dad. A big part of my recovery can be chalked up to meeting and falling in love with Katie. Her devotion and unconditional love helped heal my heart, and give me something to smile about.

Quite a few of my pals ended up here as well, including my best friends Mia Hayashi and Shelley Silver, and also my godfather, Judas Lasher.

Since coming here, I can honestly say I'm very at peace with not being a wrestler anymore. I work as an administrative assistant at Stark Industries (Daddy would FLIP HIS SHIT if he were here to see me working for Iron Man) and I'm thriving at the position. I love having a more 'normal' life, being able to go out with Katie, have friends over, not waking up in pain every morning.

So c'mon. Tell me a little about yourselves. Katiebear's got a nice little circle of friends, so maybe it's time I make one too. What kinda things do you enjoy? Sports? Music? Books? Let's get to know each other.

Toodles,

- Jenny

Private to Jenny Prescott

I know we have small talk all the time in person, but you should post a little more on this network thing, even if it's just so we can have small talk. That, and I see a lot of people I think you'd get along with on here.

Though honestly, if you don't post more, I'm not exactly gonna be upset because I absolutely understand, I'm the kind of girl who'd rather keep to my little circle, too. :P

So, me n' The Bestie went to that pornoriffic store Sexyland, in Commerceport. Figured we'd get some stuff to surprise our significant others with.

In our 16 years of knowing each other, I don't know that I've ever seen Jenny more ashamed or mortified to know me. Except for maybe that time we went to the Christian Family Bookstore while in Pittsburgh (they had breath mints called TESTAMINTS for fuck's sake, Jen! Was I not supposed to laugh?)

Anyhoo, the moral of the story is that even if you think you are incapable of being embarrassed, I find a way. In this case, it was was chasing Jenny around the store with a giant dildo while yelling "THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE!!!"

You know... for how much I keep saying how much my dad would freak the fuck out over this place if he was alive? I fail to mention that my mom would be low-key flailing too. Total Marvel nerd, that one.

Private to Jenny Prescott

I know Halloween's months away now, but I have an idea for costumes: Daphne and Velma from Scooby-Doo, because we both know they were gay for each other. :P