[Christian Underwood]

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First RP Period Deadline:
United States: 11:59pm EST Saturday 01/03/2015
England: 04:59am Sunday 01/04/2015

[Jessie Salco]

 It was a new year, new opportunities for everyone on the roster to excel and show why they belonged in SCW and in two weeks SCW was kicking its first ever World Tour with the first Supercard of the year Inception which was taking place in Birmingham, England, needless to say all the titles, including the newly created Internet Titles for the male and bombshell divisions, were on the line but the champions with the biggest task ahead of them were the Bombshell Tag Champions the Metal and Punk Connection.

Jessie and Amy’s first defence was against not one, not two but three challengers, namely The Freakettes, The Fallen and the obligatory thrown together team of Jade Menendez-Acador and Crystal Hilton, any of these teams on their own would’ve been worthy challengers for Jessie and Amy but all three? They were in trouble but can Jessie and Amy retain?

Local pub, Birmingham, England
New Year’s Eve, 2014. 11:30pm

At least Veronica is nowhere near our first title defence.

Yeah, that’s pretty much the only positive thing I can say about the Metal and Punk Connection’s first title defence against The Freakettes, The Fallen and the team of Jade and Crystal, huh, wonder if Mark and Christian realized the pun when they threw that team together? Anyway I’m looking forward to our first of many defences but saying that it’s challenging is like saying being downwind from a nuclear explosion might be bad for your health.

On the other hand I’m looking at the title defence like this, four teams, three challengers, two champs, no problem.

If it weren’t for the Mean Girls’ cheating ways this would be our second defence, simple as that and I wouldn’t have had to put up with the prospect of being that incompetent bitch’s tag team partner, needless to say I’ll be watching the tag team match were Misty and Melody take on her and Amanda with a bag of popcorn in hand, but that didn’t happen and, well, you know the rest.

At least I got a good Christmas haul this year aside from some gifts I brought for myself.

So, what are we up too? We’re celebrating Steve’s 27th birthday with a night out on the town and we are finishing it by watching the countdown on TV at a local pub, we almost suggested watching it from Steve’s hotel room but remember the ban on promos from hotel rooms? Yeah, it doesn’t have a time limit, that and Steve didn’t want to waste the last hours of 2014 indoors.

Obviously we’re not alone, we’re in a packed pub for one thing but on the other hand we have other people with our party, namely a clearly pregnant Charlotte and their daughter Sophie who’s playing on her 3DS and my step-brother Jake and my fiancé Shane are currently with us as well. Shane’s feeling a little down as his application for Master Chef was rejected but he’s planning on trying again next season.

“Too the New Year!” Steve proposed a toast and we grinned before grabbing our drinks, with Sophie needing to be nudged by Steve to get her attention, and toasted to the New Year, the TV was on and was playing the New Year Celebrations in London with a performance from Adam Lambert and Queen, I’ll admit that I’m not an American Idol fan but so far he’s nailing it. “The destruction of the Mean Girls!” Steve added and we toasted again. “Putting Power Play out of power.” Steve added and we toasted yet again. “And to a successful 2015 in general!”

“I’ll drink to all of them!” I responded with a grin as we took sips from our drinks, once they put their glasses down Jake and Shane started talking amongst themselves and I turned to Steve and his family. “Meant to ask this earlier but did you guys have a good Christmas?”

“I’d say so, I’m pregnant again, Steve finally got a chance to see Kreator and At the Gates live, as for Christmas day itself Steve’s been playing the hell out of Omega Ruby since he got it.” Charlotte responded with a grin and Steve grinned sheepishly. “It would’ve been better if it hadn’t been for Power Play though.”

“Replace Power Play with the Mean Girls and you get my feelings on the situation.” I agreed with her as I took a sip. “Speaking of Power Play, you did your promo earlier right?”

“Yeah, whilst you were searching through HMV for decent metal albums, that must’ve felt like trying to find a needle in a haystack.” Steve responded and we chuckled. “On the Brightside we can use the World Tour as an excuse to go to the Sabaton and Amon Amarth shows next month at a reduced price.”

“That’s if there’s more UK dates on the World Tour.” I pointed out and Steve nodded. “No big deal if there isn’t though, I mean we made plenty of trips from America to England over the past year for shows like the At the Gates and Kreator shows earlier this month.”

“Well yeah but this way it would be a lot cheaper, especially if SCW has any London shows lined up.” Steve pointed out with a frown and we nodded, he then checked the time on his IPhone and glanced up at me. “You were planning to do the promo just before the countdown, right?”

“Yeah, that’s the plan, I’ll be addressing the teams as, well, teams to save me some time.” I responded with a nod, it was basically a plan that I had come up with earlier in the week when we decided to go out on the town for Steve’s birthday. “Why?”

“It’s ten minutes to midnight, even with your plan I think it’ll be best to get the promo done now.” Steve responded and I nodded before looking around to try to find a clear spot, it quickly became obvious that there wasn’t one inside the pub but outside was a different story. “I’ll be outside, call me when the countdown’s about to start.”

“Will do.” Steve responded and I grinned before exiting the pub, it was pretty cold out but then again its December so what do I expect? Anyway its time I started on my last promo of 2014.

“2014 has been a hell of a year, both inside the ring and out! I’m engaged, I’m now a three time Tag Team Champion, Odette Stevens turned her hypocritical flat ass on me and the rest of NXT and the fans and I did something that I’m surprised that I didn’t do sooner, form a team with Amy Marshall and what have I done since I formed that team? Won the tag titles twice, beat Necra for the first time and in general I found a friend that I feel I can rely on within the Bombshell Division in the form of Amy Marshall and together we’ll kick ass in this Fatal Four Way match!”

But first an explanation.

“Let me get one thing out of the way before I start, normally I address each member of a given team individually like I do for most matches that involve multiple opponents but for this promo and the next I’ll just be addressing the teams, why? To save time and besides, I want to end this promo as the clock counts down to 2015, that’s ten minutes from now and if I did it the usual way I’d still be addressing The Fallen as the clock’s counting down so let’s get started!”

And as you may have guessed The Fallen are first.

“When I planned out this promo I decided to address The Fallen first, why? Simple, I’m addressing the opponents in the order of how tough I think they’ll be come matchtime and you can probably guess which team will be last, as for The Fallen, you are two tough bitches who have held more titles than I care to count but me and Amy are as tough as they come and we aren’t leaving Birmingham without the titles!”

Next up is The Freakettes!

“As for the Freakettes, what can I say? They have one thing in common with The Fallen and that’s the fact that they have more experience as a team than me and Amy and the other team combined! Will that stop us from retaining? Hell no! When our first defence of the titles was confirmed a few weeks back I told myself one thing, four teams, three challengers, two champions, no problem and that will be my attitude going into this match!”

Last but not least is the thrown together team.

“Jade and Crystal, I bet the bosses had a good laugh when they realized the pun that they had made when they put these two together! That said I know I said that I was addressing the teams in terms of how tough they are but that doesn’t mean I mean any disrespect……towards Jade, if anything I feel sorry for her because she has to pick up the slack for her Mean Girl teammate! I’ve had my issues with Crystal in the past and trust me, I will enjoy kicking her ass all over Birmingham.

I checked the time on my IPhone and saw that it was 11:58, I resisted the urge to start singing Two Minutes to Midnight by Iron Maiden, somehow, as I decided to wrap things up.

“In a couple of minutes we’ll be saying goodbye to 2014 and hello to 2015 and whilst most people are doing the usual “New Year, New Me” bullshit I’m not, why should I? I’m entering this year as a tag team champion and I’m engaged, why would I change that? I won’t, Fallen, Freakette, Jade and Crystal, I look forward to the challenge ahead of me and Amy but in the end when Metal and Punk collide we are the only ones left standing!”

I heard the countdown from inside the pub and grinned.

“Happy fucking New Year!”

I added before rushing into the pub to join in the countdown as the scene fades.

[Amy Marshall]

 Climax Control 102
Sunday 14th December 2014
Icardo Center in Bakersfield, California

Raynin makes the cover and hooks the leg! Amy quickly enters to break it up, as does Crystal Hilton! Raynin grabs Amy by the tights and whips her into Crystal Hilton, knocking both women to the mat in a pileup of arms and legs! Raynin once more covers Felony!

1.....

2.....

3!

Simone: And Raynin and the Fallen go into the big tag title match with the momentum on their side!

The bell rings, signifying the end of the match!

Justin: The winner of the Four Corner match ... RAYNIN!

Raynin stands there, allowing Holly to raise her arm as a disgruntled Amy Marshall and Crystal Hilton stare her down while Felony slowly recovers...

Slapping the mat and screaming out my frustration, as I watched on as Raynin steal the win and pin Felony – it was my pin and my win, but turning to see Crystal next to me, her faced had the exact same emotion that I was feeling – pissed off, upset, angry, frustration and robbed.

Goddamn Raynin!

Rolling out of the ring, I realised that Raynin’s win didn’t bode too well for MPC, however, with two other teams within the match at Inception, although it could work in MPC’s favour and successfully defend our title.

Grabbing the face mask that I entered with from the floor, I wasn’t sure how my entrance came off and also I felt that is needed more of a tweak somewhere, but couldn’t figure out where. For now though, I had plenty of time until the next match, which would be sometime next year and in the first few countries we would visit on the world tour to amend and fix it.  But for now it was time to focus on defending the tag team titles.

Shoving the facemask into the waistband of my ring gear, I walked into the backstage area, where Pussy Willow greeted me with a big smile.

“Wipe that stupid smile off your face…”

I said snapping at her, and on that command her smile quickly disappeared.

“Just get on with what you have to say.”

I said trying to hurry things along.

“Oh umm… thoughts on Raynin winning and does this effect Metal and Punk Connections preparation going into the Supercard?”

Pussy asked.

“She got lucky and stole the win that was mine, it not sour grapes or being a poor loser… it’s merely the damn truth.  As for MPC’s preparations, it doesn’t effect is one bit. Yes Raynin won, but they can think they have the upper hand, but lets face it, they are washed up has-beens whose return has been a joke.  MPC will reign supreme.”

And on that note, I leave and begin to head back to the changing room to wash away the disappointment, however, I found that I would end up in another battle.  As I head down the corridor, I got slightly distracted by TV and the match that was happening, but as i turned the corner and bumped into my former boyfriend – Gabriel Asar.

"Oh… sorry… Gabriel, What are you doing here?"

I said shocked in seeing him backstage.

"Sorry do I know you?"

Gabriel looked at me blankly before turning his back and starts to walk away.

"You sorry piece of shit…"

I said under my breath, as I spot a chair out of the corner of my eye. Grabbing the chair, I fold it up and grab the ends and in a matter of several steps, I manage to swing the chair, connecting with Gabe who stumbles forward and in that moment, I suddenly feel all the rage, the anger and the hate pour out of me. Swinging the chair again, this time Gabe falls to the ground, but before he could react, I rained down another two chair shots on his back, as he screams out in pain and perhaps fear…

"Wait…

But before he could finish, I drop the chair and I’m instantly on Gabe flipping him onto his back, where I grab his short brown hair and stare at him before delivering a slap that stings my hand.

"Don't you dare ignore me, you pathetic excuse of a man."

My hand connects with his face once again.

"How could you get over me… how could you date someone else."

Balling my fist this time, I swing and my fist connects to his head.

"How could you say I love you again so quickly? I hate her and I hate you."

I hit him again and again and again, unloading all my frustration, my hate, my anger, my pain, all the while tears streamed down my face and as I ignored the pain in my hand. Stopping, I look down at the battered Gabriel, I then pull him up and plant a hard kiss on him before pushing him away and climbing off him.

"I hope you rot in that sad little relationship you have with HER."

I wipe the tears from my face, as I look down at the fallen Gabe, not noticing the small crowd gathered around to watch the spectacle that had unfolded.

"Don't bother talking to me or even contacting me ever again."

I glare at Gabe and before I walk away, I use one of my size 7 feet and stomp Gabe in his groin; I plaster a big smile across my face at the sound of anguish that escapes his lips. I go to turn and leaves, as the crowd laugh and point, as a passing EMT comes to the commotion.

"What happened here?"

"He got beat by a girl."

I then walk away and head back to, once inside the locker room and closing the door behind me, all the emotions that I experienced, as I beat on Gabe simply washed away and I felt calm and tranquil, the adrenaline of my actions still coursed through me, but I realised that I wasn’t sorry for what I did, the bastard had it coming and I hope that he doesn’t show his face ever again in SCW.

Looking down at my hand, it had begun to swell from where I had slapped and punched him. Balling my hand a few times, I felt that there were no broken bones, but then again I was still on an adrenaline high, so when that wears off it could feel like I had broken my hand.

Dealing with my hand later, I grabbed a bottle of water and some painkillers from my bag, I take them and sit back and begin to remove certain parts of my ring attire as I watched the last part of Climax Control.


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16th December 2014
Offices of Maureen Zelensky
Las Vegas, NV
Time: 2:30pm

The scene opens up once again in the offices of Maureen Zelensky, but this time, we are inside the office of the woman whom Amy had first visited the previous week and there was plenty to mention and talk about in this therapy session with this woman.  Sitting down in the chair opposite to Maureen, Amy felt happier and confident than the last time she came here and she had hoped that it would come across to the therapist.

“So how are you?”

Maureen started off, easing into the session.

“I am… good. Much less angrier and depressed.”

Amy said honestly.

“Interesting, and why is this?”

She asked, as she wrote notes down on a pad, like she had done in the previous session.

“Well… I…”

Amy cleared her throat and looked down at her unbroken but bruised hand.

“I… uh… beat him up.”

Amy said with a small smile, as she waited to be chastised by Maureen.

“Why? How would have that helped you?”

She questioned.

“Gabriel Asar – my ex boyfriend, has found a new girlfriend, and have already professed their love for each other and slept together and running this shame relationship into people’s faced on god damn twitter. And he also totally blanked me backstage a few days ago.”

Amy explained shaking her head.

“How does this make you feel?”

“Sick to my stomach, angry and a little upset.”

“So you attacked him… where did this happen and what happened?”

She queried

“Backstage at Climax Control and as I said he totally blanked me and acted like he didn’t know me. So I hit him.”

“How did you hit him?”

Maureen asked, although probably not expecting the answer to come next.

“With a chair a few times, then slapped and punched him, before leaving a boot impression on his… ummm… groin.”

“What?!?”

She looked at me stunned and with disbelief.

“And this match me happy, although my hands hurts like hell, but it was worth it.”

“How is he?”

Maureen asked with concern.

“Angry, but more embarrassed and bruised.”

Maureen shook her head, as she never had come across this situation in her 20+ year career as a therapist.

“I don’t know how this will be resolved in the world of wrestling and I’m not going to ask. So instead tell me about his new girlfriend?”

She changed the subject.

“I’ll probably get a fine.  As for his girlfriend, her name is Layla, not that pretty and she is depressing as hell with her emo bullshit.”

“Are you jealous of them?”

Amy burst out laughing, however, before she could answer, there was a commotion outside in the reception area with someone shouting and screaming and demanding.

“Excuse me…”

Maureen stands to her feet and goes to the door, where she opens it to see what was happening.

“Excuse me sir, but can you lower your voice and leave before we have to call the police.”

She threatened.

“Where is she?”

He demanded.

“Where is who?”

“Amy Marshall, I know she is here.”

“Sir, I cannot divulge in patient confidentiality and that includes named.”

Maureen explained.

“I want to speak to that bitch.”

He demanded once more.

“Sir, we do not…”

Before she could continue, Amy appears from the office and looks at the loud shouty man.

“What do you want Gabriel?”

Maureen looks at Amy and then at Gabriel and shakes her head.

“How dare…”

Gabriel takes a couple of steps forward, preparing to perhaps attack or get into Amy’s face.

"Hey! I refuse to have any drama in these offices. Mr. Asar, you will either leave the premises before I call the police, or you will enter my office and talk about your issues in a calm and collected manner. What's it going to be?"

Maureen said with a raised voice at first before lowering it.

“What?!”

Amy glares at Maureen, who says nothing, as Gabe narrows his eyes before heading into the office, as Amy reluctantly follows close behind.

“Amy, I would like to speak with Gabriel alone and get his thoughts and views. Go home, I’ll only charge you only half an hour.”

Maureen says, as she heads towards her office.

“Gee thanks.”

Amy said with sarcasm, as Amy watches Maureen going into her office and closes the door behind her, leaving Amy alone and pissed off.  Turning away from the door a moment, she looked around, as she everyone went back to reading newspapers, magazines and in the receptionists case, back to typing whatever she was doing.  Amy smirks and takes the opportunity to crouch down and press her ear against the door to listen in on the conversation.

~ Inside the office

“You've settled down, I see. Very good. Now, what is it you want to talk to me about?”

Maureen asked.

“Confront Amy about her stupid pathetic attack and…”

Before Gabriel could finish his sentence, Maureen interrupts.

“And hope to get even… sorry Mr Asar but if you wanted to confront her, you could have waited until she left my offices, or in the street or at home. Tell me why you are really here?

Maureen saw through Gabriel’s bullshit, as his confidence left him and his shoulder slumped.

“I feel depressed and guilty when I am alone. I don’t know why… it’s like I’ve done something bad.”

Gabe explains.

“Well breaking up with someone is never easy, however, doing it over social media isn’t exactly the ideal correct procedure. Were you expecting Amy to sit back, eat ice cream and lay in bed weeping?”

Maureen asked.

“Ummm.”

“The answer to that would be no. Yes, you did a terrible thing of breaking up with someone over social media and then showing off your new relationship with this girl Layla.  It should be done in private, and you then wonder why Amy resents you and even attacked you.”

Maureen said chastising him and shaking her head.

“I know I know… but I’ve never felt this guilty before, why now? Why didn’t I feel it all before?  It’s consuming me so much that it’s effecting my sleep.”

Gabe said leaning forward and holding his head.

“I unfortunately cannot prescribe you anything for your sleeping issues, however, I can only theorise here and say that unlike previous girlfriends, Amy is different to the usual girls that you have met and dated.  Obviously she is a little older and wiser to the world and maybe she was the perfect woman for you, but instead you threw it away and this is maybe why you are feeling guilty and can’t sleep.  It will take some time to get over these feelings, but try and speak with Amy in a civilised manner, and I will tell Amy the same thing in our next session. You are both adults and need to grow up.”

Maureen said scolding both Amy and Gabriel, as Gabe nods.

“I’ll try.”

Gabe said with a shrug.

“I unfortunately cannot help you any further, my time is up.  But you are welcome to book some time with me in future. However, do think about what I have said.”

Maureen said, as she stood to her feet, as did Gabe.

“Thank you.”

They both shake hands, as Maureen gives Gabe a card.

“I hope to see you soon.”

And on that note, Amy quickly stands and makes a sharp exit out of the offices, as Gabriel comes out of the office he was just in, as he ponders about booking a one on one session with the therapist or not. Looking at the card in his hand, he puts it in his jeans pocket and decides to leave and head to Layla’s.


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The Freakettes

It still perplexes me, how the hell you are in this match and getting title shots… yes I dismissed you when we had that four way match last month and I will continue to dismiss you even now.  Just because you have this thing with The Fallen doesn’t make you genuine title contenders or challenges.

Do you think you even have a chance in this match?

And if you answer yes, then you two moron’s are seriously deluded because the real answer is no, but feel free to set your sights on The Fallen and take them out of the match, it would be a great help for us.

Then you two can leave the match to the actual wrestlers and watch MPC walk away still champions.

The Fallen.

And speaking of the Fallen, what else can be said for the build up of this match, I already said my piece before and after the four-way match, and I still stand by those words that you got lucky. However, your luck would have ran out by the time Inception comes around in Birmingham and with The Freakettes gunning for you, it isn’t going to be easy for you.

I know that Jessie and I are the champions and we have a bulls eye on us, but why take us out and make the match dull, when everyone else can take out the main big threat of The Fallen and make the match bigger and better.

Sorry Raynin and Gothika… but you are not walking away as champions.

Jade Manendez-Arcador & Crystal Hilton

I actually can’t believe that I get to face my mentor, see how she works inside the ring and actually wrestle her for the first time since training with her all those years ago.  I may sound like a fan… and I am a fan, but I am not going to lie down or get all flustered about it.

Instead I am going to show how much I have come on since the days I trained with you Jade, and unfortunately in this case, I have to beat you.  Just like I have to beat you Crystal, I saw how angry and annoyed you were in that four way match where Raynin won, and unfortunately for you, that disappointment will be stuck with you.

Your one win against The Fallen was mere fluke, just like Raynin’s win… but come Inception, MPC are walking away still with the tag titles and some pretty large scalps.

Good luck because your new year hangovers will still be kicking your ass. [/color]

[roproductions]

 Raynin Inception RP 1


Event: Sin City Wrestling’s Inception Pay Per View    DATE: Sunday, 012/11/2015

Place: Birmingham, England


Venue: Birmingham National Indoor Arena


Match: SCW BOMBSHELL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP - FOUR CORNER MATCH


Opponent: W/ Gothika vs THE METAL AND PUNK CONNECTION © , Jessie Salco and Amy Marshall vs THE FREAKETTES Rochelle “Rock” Rose and Felony Fontana vs Jade Menandez-Arcador and Crystal Hilton



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Christmas, Christmas time is near!! Time for joy, and time for dropkicks to the FACE!!  Yeah, you heard me right!  The Superstars and Bombshells of Sin City Wrestling are taking things across the pond for the first show of the new year!!  And everyone’s excited!!  But what happened over the holiday?  Did Despayre and Angel get gifts from Santa like usual?  Did Delia get hit by Krampus’s stick for being on the naughty list?  Did the Owner of the company, Mark Ward eat a little too much Christmas Goose and drink a little too much champagne then end up going into a tryptophan induced coma and wind up crashed out on the couch?  Or did he happen to book one of the most awaited for matches of this upcoming season?!!  Oh, I think the last one has it!!  That’s right!! The Angels of the Fallen finally get the chance to get their long lost titles back around their waists.  But it’s not going to be easy… A Four Corners match against three formidable Bombshell Tag Teams is no easy feat to overcome.  It’s going to be the Freakettes, Felony Fontana and Rochelle Rock Rose in one corner, Jade Menandez-Arcador and Crystal Hilton in the second corner, The current Bombshell Tag Team Champions, The Metal and Punk Connection’s Jessie Salco and Amy Marshall will be in the third corner, and last but not least…  The Angels of the Fallen, Gothika and Raynin will round out the match!!   Like I said!!  A match for the ages!!  You know it’s going to get all kinds of crazy up in that ring!!  But just how crazy remains to be seen, as Raynin keeps having to deal with more and more strangeness while dealing with what everyone perceives as her mental stability.  Will it help her in the match?  Or will it hinder her and cause her and her friend to again walk away empty handed?  Things are heating up as the Pay Per View looms closer and closer… But for now, let’s see what happened over the Christmas Break…  


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Time:  December 25, 2014, 5:30 PM...  

Place:  Detroit, Michigan…   Location:  Inside The Darkk Family Home…  

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It was cold outside that night.  It had rained and the temperature outside just dropped.  It didn't quite feel like the time of year it was, there was no snow in Detroit this year.  It was just rainy and cold.  But inside… inside it was another story.

For inside the Darkk family home, it was warm and toasty...  And full of people.  It was so full of people you couldn't hardly think from the noise of them all.  The smiling... The laughing... The corny jokes.... It was enough to make you want to…  well, just vomit from the saccharine sweetness that filled the room.  But she knew she had to keep that happy face on.  She had to smile and bear it.  She had to sing the songs and swallow down the sickeningly sweet headiness of the home made egg nog and kiss the boys and the little girls when they kept running around with the headbands that held the fake mistletoe on a stick…  To say it was exhausting was an understatement.  

She sat there in the living room after having let the kids run her around like a little rag doll all morning and most of the afternoon, and she thought she’d finally gotten a chance to get a second’s peace, when in runs Darknyss’s twin niece and nephew at top speed with the rest of the little rugrats coming right behind them.  The twins were about eight years old now, and were hopped up on sugar from the maple syrup and home made blueberry sauce with breakfast, the sweet potato pie ice cream with lunch, the chocolate cake with dinner, and the candy that was in their Christmas stockings that had just gotten re-hung over the fireplace and were still stuffed with more sweets.  She was surprised that they hadn’t collapsed into a sugar coma yet.  But no…  These kids were like the Energizer freakin’ BUNNY today!  She held out her hands and stopped them before they barreled into her for the fifteenth time in the past two hours and she shook her head.

“Hey now!  I told you both to not jump on me like that!”

Little DJ screwed his face up into a pout and crossed his arms over his chest, looking petulant.

“But that’s no fair Auntie Ray Ray!!  You let the other people you work with jump on you like that!!”

She chuckled and shook her head with a very wicked grin on her face.

“And when they do, I also kick them in the face once they’ve done it, now don’t I?”

His twin sister, Dee Dee frowned at her and stuck her bottom lip out.

“Not always.  Sometimes they  hit you so hard, you can’t get up for a long time.”

She bit her bottom lip, trying to stop the rather awful comment she was about to make that might have spilled the beans on who was actually behind her eyes  at that moment, and she shook her head slowly, taking a deep breath before she spoke.

“Now DJ… Dee Dee… your Mom and Dad have both spoken to you about what they used to do for a living, haven’t they?”

DJ nodded his head quickly and grinned hugely.

“Yeah!!  The were wrestlers!  Just like you and Auntie Lady and Auntie Emme and Auntie Mia!!”

She put on the saccharine sweet grin and nodded at the twins as she leaned closer to them.

“That’s right!!  We’re all wrestlers!  So I’m not just letting people throw themselves on top of me when I’m in the ring.  I’m fighting for something precious!”

Dee Dee nodded again and pulled out a chocolate covered cherry and held it out to her with a sweet smile.

“Yeah… just like when we fight to get these out of the wrapper without breaking the chocolate cause if you do, then the cordial gets all mushed and it doesn’t taste quite right.”

She laughed an almost genuine laugh at that moment as she thought of the comparison.

“Yeah, that’s about right…  Fighting to climb the ladder of a wrestling company so you can get your hands on a title belt is a lot like trying to get a chocolate covered cherry cordial out of a wrapper without mushing it.  I can totally see the similarities.  If you don’t fight hard enough, then you never get to where you need to be.  But if you fight too hard and put too much into it, you can either injure yourself and take yourself out of the running, or you can get disqualified and lose anyways.  You have to give it just the right mix of skill and desire to climb to the top of the mountain in any business… but in wrestling, the line if finer than most.”

As she had been speaking, Dee Dee had skillfully unwrapped the cherry cordial and held it out to her with a satisfied grin.

“But you’re like me Auntie Ray Ray.  You know how to do your best and get it almost every time.  Not like DJ who ends up just mushing it and sucking it through the wrapper. “

Dee Dee made a face at her brother who made a face back at her.

“Well, maybe I just like my cordials mushed!  Did you ever think of that?!!  And maybe Auntie Ray Ray likes it like that too!  You’ve seen what she can do in the ring!!”

DJ turned to her and held out a mushed cherry cordial in his hand.  It had been mushed pretty well and some of the sweet liquid had started to seep through the wrapper and was staining his hand.

“You don’t like it all need and clean, do you Auntie Ray Ray?  You like it messy, don’t you?!!  Cause sometimes it’s just fun to see the red stuff decorating your palm!”

As she looked down at the crushed cherry cordial in the wrapper, she threw her head back and laughed a wicked laugh.

“You know DJ, you do have a point there.  Sometimes it’s more fun to be messy with it…”

Dee Dee just stared at her with wide unbelieving eyes.

“But then, the cordial tastes like aluminum foil from the wrapping!  It tastes all tinny and icky!!”

She made a face and DJ shook his head.

“Nuh uh…  That taste just gives it a little extra flavor!!”

He popped the cordial into his mouth and sucked at the wrapper until it was pristine.  Not a hint of chocolate or cherry cordial was left on the paper, and he stuck his now cordial stained tongue out at his sister

“Ugh!! DJ!!  Sometimes you are just so gah-roosss!!!  Just so gross!!”

Dee Dee moves to put the nicely unwrapped cordial into her own mouth, but DJ grabs her hand, balling it up into a fist around the sweet and causing all of the red innards to squish into her palm.

“I am NOT GROSS!!!”

Dee Dee looks at her brother with an incredulous look and she has tears in her eyes.

“DJ!!  HOW COULD YOU!! THAT WAS MINE!!”

Her brother shrugs and shakes his head.

“There’s nothing wrong with it.  It’s still yours!!  So eat it!”

Dee Dee frowns and moves to throw the sweet down onto the floor by flicking it off of her hand, but she stops the little girls movements by grabbing her small fist in her palm and stopping her movement.  She looks down at the smushed cordial and smirks for a moment before she looks up at the two young Darkk children.

“Actually… you’re both right.”

Dee Dee looks up at her confused.

“What do you mean Auntie Ray Ray?”

She looks down at the smushed cordial in the little girl’s hand and takes her fingertip and gently swipes it through the chocolate and red mess, getting a big glob of it, holding it up in the light as she looks at it curiously.

“I mean…  I wrestle the way I like my cordials…  I take my time… I want to get it right… I slowly take it out of the wrapper, meaning I work my way up through the ranks.  I get to where I need to be to show that I deserve to be in the position that I’ve fought for.  That’s where the cordial is out of the wrapper.  Then… I crush any and all opposition in my way…  And I partake of the sweet treat in the gooey center…”

She brings her finger slowly to her lips and sucks at the cordial on her fingertip softly, her eyes closing for a moment before she pulls her finger out of her mouth with an evil grin on her face.  DJ and Dee Dee look at one another, then back at her with a wide eyed look of surprise, then they both smile widely and nod slowly.  Dee Dee holds her hand out to her so that she can finish getting the rest of the cordial, then she licks at the last of the smushed up sweet.

“I get it now!!  That’s why you fight the way you do in the ring!  You want everyone to know that you can win at any time, and by any means necessary.  You don’t just have to beast your way through a match, cause you have technical skills on top of everything else!!”

She looked at Dee Dee with a grin.

“I like that term… “Beasting your way” through it…  You are a very knowledgeable little girl Dee Dee.  Have you been talking to your Auntie Lady again about what you want to be when you grow up?”

Dee Dee grinned sheepishly and blushed all the way up to her ears.

“Yeah, I have.  Auntie Lady has already said she’s got me signed up to go to El Jefe’s gym as a graduation present.  He was so nice!!”

She threw her head back and laughed wickedly again.

“Oh, so you want to go to Mi Abuelo’s gym to do your training?  You must have a penchant for pain then.  He seems nice now… but once you join his gym, he becomes El Monstruo!  The Monster!!  That’s what we used to call him as a teacher.”

DJ laughed and patted his sister’s shoulder.

“That must mean he’s even harder than Auntie Lady!  She treats us like any other student when she’s running the dojo, even though we’re only eight.  She says we’re all blackbelts in training… even the black belts are still black belts in training.”

She reaches behind their heads and pulls out two more cordials from seemingly out of nowhere, and they gasp and cheer at the ‘magic’.  She then leans over and pushes them away from her.

“Alright, go on…  Get on out of here you two scamps.  I’ve got some things about my match to think about…”

The twins scamper off, and once they’re out of the room, she hears them yelling, “BEAST IT!!  BEAST IT!!  BEAST IT!!  YYYYEEEAAAHHHHH!!” as they run off towards another part of the house, the rest of the kids in tow.  She leaned back in the easy chair near the fireplace and started to stare at the flames as her gaze turned inward…


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Behind the eyes of our Warrior Angel, in the center of a maze of mirrors,  rested the sociopathic presence of The Other.  She sat in the rocking chair which sat beside the bed of the child in whose body she had taken  up residence….  Been imprisoned to be more accurate.  And she was smiling.  She was smiling because things had been changing as of late.  Things had been progressing towards a true twist of fate…

You see, many years ago, an oracle foretold of these days.  She’d said that a child would be born… a warrior child who would hold the future of all things in her hands…  a warrior child who would house within her the beast that was meant to devour all…  drowning it all in a river of blood, tears, sorrow and pain.   And The Other’s mother had believed that she was the One…  She was the One to bring the pain.  She was the one to bring the sorrow.  She was the one to break the bones of those who stood in her way… She was the one to break their bodies, their minds and their spirits… She was the one to make mothers weep at the sight of the destruction of their children at her hands…  She was the one to make fathers drop to their knees and scream their anguish to the heavens a the sight of their children being dismantled slowly, first mentally, then physically, and left in a huddled mess, screaming.  Her mother had put The Other inside of this flesh…  This all encompassing flesh… This bundle of needs and emotions which she couldn’t quite control, but as the time goes on, the days go on, the moments become more and more…  

She’s started to come to understand what the emotions were.  She’s started to understand  the needs and the hungers and the cravings that fueled this rampant flesh…  She’d started to want more of it.  She’d come to desire every day, every hour, every minute, every second of it all…  Every moment had become a solar flare of experience behind the eyes of this warrior child.  Each time she was able to take control of this flesh, it was a sensation unlike any other… Everything she did while she was in control of this body was intoxicating.  From the sensations of touch, to the taste of food, to the flashes of pain, to the joy of orgasmic joy when she partook of another person’s body with hers…  It had become a heady drug indeed.    

Here she sat, humming and singing softly to herself, knowing that the sound reverberated along the mirrors in the maze to where ever it was that the little girl was hiding…



'Tick... Tock... goesssss the clock...  and what now ssssshall we play?...
Tick... tock... goesssss the clock...  All time hasssss gone away….

Tick… Tock…  goesssss the clock…  for what you cannot know…  
Tick… Tock…  goesssss the clock… The sssssandsssss will ssssstop their flow…


Tick… tock… goesssss the clock… esssssscape is on your mind…
Tick… tock… goessssss the clock… no way out ssssssshall you find...

Tick... Tock... goessssss the clock...  and assess the hoursssss they fly...
Tick...  tock... and all too ssssssoon...  your hopesssss… sssssshall sssssurely…  DIE!

The Other knew that she could hear every word that she said as it bounced and echoed through and off of the mirrors, chasing the little rabbit around the maze…

”Ssssooo… It’sss Chrisssstmasss time… and I thought I’d read you a little ssssstory….  I’ll even be nice and let you come and get into bed.  Come on…  I won’t bite… I promisssseee…. You can even keep your little pet tiger with you to keep you company.”
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The Other snapped her fingers and the little girl appeared, running around a corner as if she were being chased.  The girl stopped, and turned as if to run, But The Other snapped her fingers again and the way behind the little girl suddenly disappeared.  The little girl gasped and slowly turned to face The Other… to find The Other sitting contentedly in the rocking chair, with a big book on her lap.  She was dressed in a red polo style sweater dress with white fur trim around the collar and the cuffs of the wrists as well as the hem of the dress, and she had a wide black leather belt on with a huge silver buckle and a red elf’s hat with a big white furry pompom on the end of it.  She looked like Hell’s version of Mrs. Claus.  She motioned for the little girl to sit on the bed, all the while singing the song to herself.


'Tick... Tock... goesssss the clock...  and what now ssssshall we play?...
Tick... tock... goesssss the clock...  All time hasssss gone away….

Tick… Tock…  goesssss the clock…  for what you cannot know…  
Tick… Tock…  goesssss the clock… The sssssandsssss will ssssstop their flow…

Tick… tock… goesssss the clock… esssssscape is on your mind…
Tick… tock… goessssss the clock… no way out ssssssshall you find...

Tick... Tock... goessssss the clock...  and assss the hoursssss they fly...
Tick...  tock... and all too ssssssoon...  your hopesssss… sssssshall sssssurely…  DIE!


The little girl ran around the room, but found that the exits had all been blocked… But The Other had clouded all of the mirrors, so no more horrors could show themselves to her at that time.  She climbed into the bed and wrapped her arms around the stuffed tiger, holding onto it closely as the Other just sat and rocked.

”It’s Christmas time… So I thought I’d give you a little present girl.”
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She sat back in the chair and opened the book and began to read.


”T’was the night of Inception, and all through the Sin City Wrestling, the place was a jumping, and bumping and rustling.

The stage hands running around crazed and frantic, as Despayre and Angel were up to their usual antics.

The Mean Girls were stocking their boobs, lips, and butts full of silicone, while Felony Fontana stuffed Rock Rose full of protein shakes and testosterone.

Jade Menandez-Arcador was pitching and Crystal Hilton was catching as they threw bullshit left and right to see if anything was hatching.

Cause they knew in their hearts they were only just lost lambs for the bigger and better Bombshells in their match to slam.

And then Amy Marshall and Jessie Salco blustered and stamped, running their mouths about how they were the Champs.

When out of the locker room there arose such a clatter.  Everyone came a-running to see what was the matter.

Out of the smoke and the pyros should appear, but the Angels of the Fallen as the crowd stood and cheered.

They stepped in the ring, and everyone else cowered and glared, cause they knew in the end, the future Champs had appeared.

And after the dust cleared, and the bell rang, and the bodies were removed, Gothika and Raynin stood victorious as the audience approved.


The Other looks up with a grin at the little girl.

”I think you catch my drift... just as the opponents in our match will.”
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She suddenly disappears and leaves the little girl locked in the center of the maze as the song plays on…


'Tick... Tock... goesssss the clock...  and what now ssssshall we play?...
Tick... tock... goesssss the clock...  All time hasssss gone away….

Tick… Tock…  goesssss the clock…  for what you cannot know…  
Tick… Tock…  goesssss the clock… The sssssandsssss will ssssstop their flow…

Tick… tock… goesssss the clock… esssssscape is on your mind…
Tick… tock… goessssss the clock… no way out ssssssshall you find...

Tick... Tock... goessssss the clock...  and assss the hoursssss they fly...
Tick...  tock... and all too ssssssoon...  your hopesssss… sssssshall sssssurely…  DIE!



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[Jade Manendez-Arcador]

 ooc: Sorry for the short Jade rp.


So who would like a flashback?


~ Flashback to Climax Control #100 ~

Raynin pulls Crystal to her feet and whips her against the ropes. Crystal comes steaming back, but both women take each other out with a double clothesline.
Simone: Both women's heads bounced off the floor with that one.

Both turn crawling towards their partner, both women have their hands out. Crystal tags in Jade, but as Raynin reaches out to Gothika, and tags her in. Gothika charges in the ring, taking Jade down with a clothesline. She bounces back to get feet but Gothika grabs her head and lifts her up in to an implant DDT. Gothika stands up calling for the end, but something at the top of the ramp catches her attention.

Adams: The Freakettes are here!

Rock Rose and Felony Fontana stand at the top of the ramp, calling down to The Fallen. Raynin turns around on the ring apron, looking at the top of the ramp, but Crystal gets to her feet, charging in the ring and nailing Raynin with a dropkick through the ropes. Raynin flies off the apron, Gothika turns around, moving towards Crystal, but Jade is back on her feet. Jade charges at Gothika from behind, dropkicking her in the back of the knee before locking on the STF!

Adams: Poetic Justice locked in!

Gothika tries to fight it but can't break out of it. Crystal grabs the top rope and springboards out and on to Raynin, stopping her from getting back in. Eventually,

Gothika taps out!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winners of the match.... Jade Manendez-Arcador and Crystal Hilton!

Adams: Jade and Crystal have won the match and beaten the joint number one contenders for the tag team championships!

Simone: This win has got to put them in line for a shot at the gold.

The camera focuses on the Freakettes, laughing at the Fallen before cutting elsewhere


At Climax Control 100, Crystal and I caused the biggest upset ever and beat a so called reputable team, a team who dominated the tag team division and who struck fear into their opponents, but this isn’t the case any longer, as Crystal and I beat them and showed no fear. But I also think that night, we surprised a few people as Crystal and I worked so well together.

And well come Sunday at Inception, we will do it all again and surprise everyone and walk away as champions.

So to our opponents at Inception…

The Freakettes

I am going to echo what Amy Marshall said, and I ask, what the hell are you doing in this match? Aside from being the joke addition to this match and being former tag team champions in a shambolic title run, what have you done since? Nothing. You are only in this match to make up the numbers and provide some entertainment.

But lets face it, The Fallen and MPC and Crystal and Jade will be providing the entertainment, you silly little girls will be on your back in pain and thinking, we suck.

Metal and Punk Connection

And speaking of MPC… Amy Marshall and Jessie Salco…Jessie I appreciate that you feel sorry for me, but don’t. Yes Crystal and I were forced together, but we won our first match by beating the Fallen… have you beaten the fallen?  I know that Amy has never beaten them and I suspect that you haven’t either…

I also know that this being our second match, we aren’t expecting miracles, however, we can and we will try our damnedest to become tag team champions, hey if you and Amy can do it in your 2nd or 3rd attempt, then we can do it.

So you ladies better be prepared, because we could be the biggest surprise of the night.

The Fallen

And finally The Fallen…

The biggest threat in this match… the ones with the most experience and guess what… the most easily to beat. I am pretty confident that you won’t be walking away as champions and neither will the Freakettes or MPC.

Sunday night at Inception… new champions will be crowned across the board and this will include the bombshell tag team titles and guess who will be walking away as new champions.

Crystal Hilton and Jade Manendez-Arcador.

And that’s all the facts you need.

[Amy Marshall]

 {ooc: Apologies for the second short rp.}


The time is almost here, as the Metal and Punk Connection defend our tag team titles in a four-way match against The Fallen, Crystal Hilton and Jade Manendez-Arcador and The Freakettes…

However, this match isn’t coming from America, but instead its coming from some place called Birmingham and it isn’t Alabama… I’ve already spent time in London before travelling up here and frankly Birmingham is a dump and everyone speaks strangely… and don’t get me started on the weather… I just hope when we visited other countries, the weather, the people and everything else is more interesting and/or exotic.

Aside from where we are, I am not going to lose focus on this match… I point blank refuse to lose the tag titles, especially to The Fallen who are more content on Christmas rhymes and questioning each others sanity, or the Freakettes who are complete and utter jokes or even to Jade and Crystal, who just got a bit lucky against The Fallen.

Do you worthless pieces of crap hear me?

The Freakettes, you are just a waste of space, breathe and everyone’s god damn time… no more questions about why or how, more how long you will last in this match. I bet that you won’t last even a minute inside the ring…you will be either chased out or dumped out and never to be seen or even heard from again.

Or how about you Crystal and Jade?

I know you guys will up and ready for a fight, I know Jade will be… but all this time out of the ring has to be effecting you… how prepared and match fit are you?  These little side matches you have are pointless as well, they don’t prepare you for four way matches, tag team matches or title matches… they are there just to stop you from getting bored.

What about you Crystal… are you ready?  Again like Jade you are always ready for a battle, but things between you and Jade must be rough especially since she had a kid and a business to take care of… just like you… but she seems to juggle it far better than you do.

No training, no discussions except pre-match and probably down the phone… probably why you lost that the four corners match the other week… no back up, no pre match pep talk… just having to get on with things, why Felony, myself and Raynin had our partners.

Oh well… good luck.

And Raynin and Gothika… the Fallen…

You may have this cohesiveness, the family bond and the years experience being paired together, but you have to face up to the reality Gothika, that Raynin is cracking under the pressure and she can’t handle holding the team up for much longer.  You have seen the cracks in her façade, you just have to wonder when she will totally fall to pieces and turn on you.

Your so called “big return”, gave you hope and stopped the boredom of rotting in, but it didn’t help Raynin and look where it’s leading you too… lots and lots of disappointment.  You loss to Crystal and Jade was only the beginning, Raynin only just scraped through with her win… and what’s next… missing out on getting the tag titles match… there is only so much loss mixed fortune one can’t take.

You can say I’m wrong, but everyone can see it… its just a matter of time… and I hope you implode at Inception.  Oh the sight of that would be amazing and what would be more amazing is Metal and Punk Connection just slipping in and running off with the titles.

And there is nothing that you, The Freakettes or Crystal and Jade can anything about, Inception will cement our names in history as having beat one of the greatest teams in SCW history – The Fallen, while the Freakettes, Crystal and Jade will be side notes.

See you at Inception Sunday night.

[Crystal Zdunich]

 So this is it. Inception and it’s the night where I will be walking a match where I can actually earn some SCW Tag team gold.

Tonight you get the combined powers of Crystal and Jade. Crystal and Jade I really like the sound of that. It is two things that sound like they just go together, and we will be walking into a match where we will have the opportunity to become champions. I feel like this is what I wanted all along and I won’t throw this opportunity away.

I know Championship opportunities don’t always come but finally it’s a time to shine, and I came a long way since hiding behind that of a mask. Getting my ass beat by the likes of Natalie McKinley and many others. It’s been a while since I was fighting for the right to become a champion, but you will be getting the Rose Goddess herself along with Jade a veteran of the sport. You get two women who know what they want and they will do whatever it takes to bring the championships home.

On one side you have Amy Marshal and Jessie Salco. I know Jessie and I haven’t gotten along in the past and there is some bad blood between us but I think all of that was settled the moment I beat her and proved to her that I was better than her inside of the ring, and she is also teamming up with Amy Marshal. A woman who I have never been friendly with but my first week after removing my mask Amy was among the first people to greet me backstage and I just want to say it’s been a pleasure watching her wrestle. Although I didn’t care for the week that she threw me under the bus of my legacy in another company.

It’s all good right.

You have a team that we defeated in order to get into this match and you have another team who is just there.

When it comes down to it. Experience will play into a factor and that is obviously where Jade and I have the advantage in.

I am entering in this match with one purpose and one purpose only.

And that is to win.

So best of luck but you will see why this Rose simply refuses to fade away...

[roproductions]

 So, I’m posting both rp’s in one go…  Just felt it easier than posting them separately.  Here we go…



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Gothika RP 1, Inception, 1/11/2014


Event: Sin City Wrestling’s Inception Pay Per Viewl     DATE: Sunday, 1/11/2014

Place: Birmingham, England

Venue:  Birmingham National Indoor Arena

Match: SCW BOMBSHELL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP - FOUR CORNER MATCH

Opponent: with, Raynin Vs.  ROCHELLE "ROCK ROSE”  AND FELONY FONTANA Vs. JADE MENANDEZ-ARCADOR and CRYSTAL HILTON Vs. THE METAL AND PUNK CONNECTION , AMY MARSHALL AND JESSIE SALCO (Current Champions)


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IT'S 2015 TIME EVERYBODY!!!  The New Year is upon us, and everybody’s ready to start things anew… Including the Angels of the Fallen!  They’ve been preparing their bodies and possibly their minds for the up coming Sin City Wrestling Pay Per view, INCEPTION!!  Why do I say ‘Possibly” you ask?  Because of the twisted nature of their minds of  course.  Our resident Warrior and Vampyric Angels are getting themselves suited and booted for what is going to be more than just a match… But a BATTLE FOR THE SUPREMACY OF THE BOMBSHELL TAG TEAM DIVISION!!  Three of the biggest and best tag teams in the company will be standing there… waiting to face our Angels in an knock down, drag out fight in the center of the ring, and you know it’s not about to be pretty.  It’s going to be brutal!!  But brutality is what our Ladies to best, and The Freakettes’ Felony Fontanna and Rochelle “Rock” Rose, The Metal and Punk Connection’s Amy Marshall and Jessie Salco, along with Jade Menandez-Arcador and Crystal Hilton will find out just what the word ‘Brutality’ stands for.  The fight for the SCW Bombshell Tag Team Championships is not about to be some tea party, or a walk in the park.  When these other tag teams step into the ring against the Fallen’s Raynin and Gothika, they’re going to feel like they’re in the Mortal Kombat video game.  The Angels of the Fallen are expecting for it to be a ‘Flawless Victory!!’  Will they be able to do what’s needed to have that expectation come true?…  Let’s Find out shall we?...


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Time:  January 9, 2015…  1:30 PM…  

Place:  Birmingham, England  … Location:  Birmingham International Indoor Arena...  At an Inception Pre-Event… Press Conference…

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The arena is much less full than normal with this being a Pre Event.  No one is expecting very much in the way of matches, but the meet and greets have been very memorable, but the arena’s still pretty packed.  The fans have gotten a chance to be able to step between the ropes to and do mock matches with their favorite Superstars and Bombshells, as well take professional pictures, and even be able to come down to from the backstage, making their own entrances, using their favorite’s music, entrance videos, even quote, unquote, “pyros” created using large screens to mimic the explosions.

There’s a group of reporters that have come down to sit in seats just behind the barricades around the ring, and everyone’s milling about, whispering, and chatting amicably, introducing themselves to one another.  Everyone’s a buzz wondering why they’ve all been called down.



Suddenly, the lights go out, and a bass line starts to thump over the PA and we hear the opening guitar riffs of Dethklok's 'Black Fire Upon Us.  On the titantron the image of three flaming balls of light streak through an image of the night sky as the music continues.  The strains of the music plays over the PA as on the titantron, the four flaming balls rocket towards an image of the earth and the camera angle switches so it looks like they're coming straight towards the screen.  They strike the same spot with a bright flash and four shadowy figures step out of the brightness.

Tonight We Ride On Clouds Of Fire
We're Damned By Gods Our DETHS Conspired
We Fear No Mortals In These Worlds
The Gift We Give You Is Your Soul

Fly With Us Tonight
Fly With Us Tonight

The lights start to strobe to the beat of the music and we see the angels of The Fallen standing on stage looking confident.  Diamond, Gothika, Darknyss and Raynin stand on stage and raise their fists in the air looking around confidently before the lights come up completely.  Diamond is dressed in a dark blue rhinestone covered sweater with a low v-cut and a pair of light blue stretch jeans so tight they look like a second skin, and a pair of black suede boots with a crystal heel.  Her hair is pulled back in a loose ponytail at the base of her neck with a rhinestone encrusted clip, the rest of her curled hair hanging down her back.  Raynin is in a black handkerchief halter top with a rhinestone strand for a collar hanging around her neck and pair of black stretch pants pants and a pair of black knee high patent leather boots that make the look seem so much sexier as she sports her black eye patch as she moves from one side of the stage to the other.  Gothika is looking stunning, wearing a black ankle length pencil skirt with a waist high split that shows a whole lot of fishnet stockinged leg, and her black rubber corset, and her feet are in a pair of black strappy heels.  She’s got a necklace around her throat that looks almost like a bat dangling from a spiderweb of silver and crystal.  Her hair is wild and free as they walk down she stands there, looking around with her icy blue eyed stare.  Darknyss is wearing a pair of black leather pants and a matching halter top which shows alot of cleaveage, and her hair is pulled back in a half ponytail, her hair flowing around her face in masses of curls. They go from one side of the stage to the other, talking junk to the crowd and throwing their fists in the air as the surprised crowd goes wild.

The Sky
Will Break
Black Fire
Will Wake

Fly On Through The Night
We Built An Allience
Our Numbers Are Strong

We Gather
But We Don't Prey To Gods
What Fools What Lunitics
They Must Think Of Us

Gothika, Raynin and Darknyss come back to the center of the stage and pose once more before they start to walk down the ramp to the ring.

But Now We Must Fly
Beasts In The Night
Tragic In The Sky
Battlefield In Sight

Storm Gathers Strong
Cold Blackend Flame
Tell Us Our Future
Stories Of The Slain

Darknyss stops at the center of the ramp as Diamond, Raynin and Gothika each walk around till they each are standing in front of one of the sides of the ring.  Diamond wiggles her hips a moment, then she lifts her leg high into the air and spins around in a circle before she places it on the ring apron and slithers under the bottom rope.  Gothika climbs up the steps and under the center rope as Darknyss climbs up onto the edge of the apron and steps through the second rope and Raynin climbs the far stairs and grabs the top rope and flips over the rope.  

Dangerous Creatures
Those That Oppose Us
Raped All Their Power
Bartered With Warlocks
Cheated The Demons
For Ancient Spells
The Blackened Fire
Waits To Consume Us


Raynin and Gothika each climb a corner turnbuckle, throwing their fists in the air and pumping them to the beat of the music as Diamond leans dances goes from one side of the ring dancing and leaning over the rope, blowing crystal dust at the crowd, and Darknyss stands in the center of the ring, pointing at them and talking junk to the crowd, nodding.  Raynin and Gothika jump down and switch corners, trying to hype up the crowd before they jump down and they all come to stand beside Darknyss, waiting for the crowd to calm down.  Everyone is surprised by the dexterity of Gothika in the heels.   They all are tossed a microphone by the stage hands and they’re beaming from ear to ear at the excitement coming from the crowd.  Darknyss brings her mic to her lips to speak once the crowd and the music dies down.

“So… I know why everyone’s here, even if they don’t.  This is an impromptu chance for all of us to be able to speak on this upcoming match this Sunday in this very ring!!”

The crowd goes nuts again, a mix of boos and cheers filling the air, but everyone is on their feet making a raucous noise.  Darknyss holds he hands out and beckons for the crowd to settle down again as she brings the microphone back to her lips.  

“Now, first off…  We invited the press here so we could make an exciting announcement, but we’re going to wait for that until the end of what we’re needing to say.  But first..  We’re going to make all of your days by fiving you something special!!!”

She holds out the microphone as the crowd erupts into cheers and boos.  The camera scans the crowd, and you see people holding up The Fallen T-Shirts, and a lot of posters, everyone hoping for something.  The Angels all walk around the ring, hyping up the crowd more, then Darknyss gestures to the stage hands around the ring.  They hand her and the other Angels each a t-shirt cannon, and they start to load them up and fire off The Fallen special edition t-shirts, towels, hoodies, and even a jacket or two before they put them down, climbing the ring posts again and gesturing to the crowd before it calms down and they all come together again in the center of the ring

"Now…  Everyone’s been wondering what to expect when my girls step into the ring as the number one contenders for the Bombshell Tag Team Championships….  Especially since the match isn’t just any old match, but a Four Corners Match.  Well, I’ll tell you what to expect.  Nothing less then EPICNESS!!  As you can see, we’re at the peak of our prowess.  We’re cut from working out hard, eating our vitamins, drinking our milk, and training to be the best that we can be!!”

Darknyss grins as all of them start to flex, showing off the various stages of muscles, but all of them are well defined, and have muscles on top of muscles.  Some lithe and lean like on Diamond, some hard and thick on Darknyss, but Gothika and Raynin are the most defined and well sculpted.  Darknyss claps as she gestures at her friends.

“You see.. We’re perfect specimens of what a Champion should be.  We’ve got our eyes on the prize, and that prize is the Bombshell Tag Team Titles!  We’ve put so much on the line, and we’re not about to let them escape our grasps once again!  But then, Look at who our competition is!!  Did you think we were going to make sure we were at anything less than our best when we’re facing who we are?”

Darknyss chuckles and the crowd starts to cheer and give a huge pop.   Gothika brings the mic to her lips, a look of seriousness on her face.

“See, All of the others look at us and they see us for who and what we are.  We are predators.  Plain and simple.  True, we may be the good guys…  But there are levels of good.  And we’ve decided to take the approach of…  ‘Do enough evil for the cause of good’.  So we’re not going to go out there and strut around, showboating, and talking shit.  We are going to do what we know has to be done!  We are going to drive you down to the ground, one at a time, and leave you all in broken heaps!!  And I ‘m hoping that you all put up a struggle.  Because that will make when we do take you down, so much sweeter.  The fight always makes the blood flow, and the pain and anguish taste so much sweeter.”

The crowd goes nuts again and Gothika holds her arms out to soak in the intensity of the overwhelming support.  Raynin brings the microphone t her lips and speaks softly.

“Do you get it girls?  Jade, Rock Rose, Felony, Crystal, Amy and Jesse… You’re all just meat for the beasts!  You’re cannon fodder in this war that my friends and I are fighting to get to the top!  Oh, we know you all have potential… But you just don’t have everything it takes to be what this company needs as Champions… And we’re going to prove it to you.  One punch, One kick, One stomp, ONE HIT AT A TIME!!  GET READY!!!  It’s time for you to get your tickets punched girls…    We’ve got them all ready for you…  A ONE WAY TICKET TO PAINVILLE!!’

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Raynin Inception RP 2


Event: Sin City Wrestling’s Inception Pay Per View    DATE: Sunday, 012/11/2015

Place: Birmingham, England


Venue: Birmingham National Indoor Arena


Match: SCW BOMBSHELL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP - FOUR CORNER MATCH


Opponent: W/ Gothika vs THE METAL AND PUNK CONNECTION © , Jessie Salco and Amy Marshall vs THE FREAKETTES Rochelle “Rock” Rose and Felony Fontana vs Jade Menandez-Arcador and Crystal Hilton



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It’s beginning to look a lot like Inception time!!  That’s right!  The Sin City Wrestling’s first Pay Per View of the year is looming closer and closer, and everyone’s in a right tizzy about it all!  The excitement is almost palpable  with it’s intensity and it’s got everyone waiting on the edge of their seats for what they know will be one of the most amazing nights.  It’s the best way to kick of the new year for the Angels of the Fallen… by kicking the asses of their opponents and finally reclaiming what they’ve been craving for months now… The Sin City Wrestling’s Bombshell Tag Team Championship titles!!  But the question on everyone’s mind is…  Who will actually be teaming up with Gothika when she steps into the ring?  Will Raynin be able to overcome the forces that are working against her deep within her psyche?  Or… Will it be The Other that comes out to play?  And with what we’ve seen of The Other’s past…  If it IS The Other that steps into the ring and not Raynin, what does that mean for her opponents?   Will it be more than just Gothika who tries to bathe in the blood of their opponents at Inception?  Or will The Other be able to keep enough control to be able to pull of the upset of the year, and help her fellow Angel walk out of the Pay Per view as the newest Bombshell Tag Team Champions?!!  I know I can’t wait to see what unfolds…  Can you?...

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Time:  December 31, 2014, 11:30 PM...  

Place:  Manchester, England…   Location:  Inside Clubb Dredd…  The VIP section…  

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It was cold outside.  The snow had started falling and the moon had a layer of clouds spread across it like globs of spiderwebs spread across across the branches of trees in a forest.  The snow had continued to fall since early that morning, and the crystalline forms of snowflakes sparkled in the street light’s brilliance as they floated past to land on the ground, and await being trampled underfoot.  Their solemn beauty and grace unceremoniously forgotten as pedestrians scurried off towards one pub after another… One club after another… One house after another in search of just the right place to let loose before the New Year’s ball dropped, and the old year gave up the ghost to the young and fresh faced year of tomorrow.

The promise of unknown wonders yet to come has gotten everyone so excited, and ready for the clock to strike midnight.  The trip across the pond had been eventful to say the least.  The fans had flocked the airport just outside of security for days, waiting for the chance to see their favorites before the climbed on the planes to fly off for the Inception Pay Per View.  They’d had to do an impromptu autograph and photo session just to be able to get through security.  Luckily, everyone they were flying with were used to the potentiality of such a situation happening, and even when going on a flight, they’d dressed for the part.  Gothika was all in black, from the black jeans and knee high lug bottomed combat boots to the black wife beater tank top under her black leather jacket.  Her shoulder length wavy hair was flowing loosely around her shoulders as she took pictures with the fans, flashing her fangs and looking menacing one moment and grinning happily the next, depending on what each fan asked for.  Michael had stood back and simply watched his girl work, being a good guy and holding the bags for her and giving the occasional autograph when asked.  Darknyss was in a pair of dark blue denim jeans so tight, you had to wonder if they were painted on.  She’d worn a dark blue button down silk shirt with a dragon on the back, tucked into the waist band of her jeans, with a white tank top underneath it, and looked casual, yet dressy with the suede dress ankle boots with a short heel as she walked stood beside Dark Tiger, supporting her fiancée as always.  Her hair was  pinned up in what looked like a dramatic tumble of waves in an upsweep hair do, but she secretly knew that it had taken her all of five minutes to do all of that hair in that way.  Diamond had wrapped herself around Jeremiah like she was a coat, dressed in a pair of super tight hip hugger light blue jeans with a light blue v-neck sweater that showed so much cleavage, it looked like her boobs would fall out for everyone to see with every move she made.  Her black suede over the knee boots looked like they were butter soft and accented the light blue colors of her outfit rather than dampened them, and she had all of that long hair hanging loose and swinging free in curls that looked touchably soft.  For herself, she had pulled out a pair of black, white and grey urban camouflage pants that managed to be form flattering in their looseness when paired with the heather grey tank top and a pair of black combat boots.  She’d grabbed a matching camouflage cap and her own black leather jacket, before she’d walked out of the door, her hair in a tight ponytail under the cap to keep it under control.   She’d actually surprised herself when a little girl no more than ten years old had come up to salute her, so she’d decided to give the girl the cap.  It had been one of many caps she had that matched the outfit, but she could tell that when she pulled out a magic marker from her bag and penned her name on the outer brim of the hat, then plunked it on the girls head…  With the look the little girl had given her, she’d just made a fan for life.

The flight over had been uneventful.  She’d settled down with her Nintendo DS and her iPad mini, and resigned herself to a night of sleep and video games.  The one good thing about flying first class besides the extra leg room is that you get a better choice of food, but it’s still airplane food, so they’d brought their own.  Everyone else that wasn’t in the group peeked over their seats as she and her friends started digging out the little refrigerated containers of crab salad and sliced cheeses and fruit and other little goodies that her, Gothika, Darknyss and Diamond had packed in their lunch bags and stored in their carry-ons.  She actually had a little girl sitting in her mother’s lap beside her, looking down at her food and licking her lips.  When the girl’s mother tried to give her something off of their own plate, the girl started to whine and cry.  The girl didn’t want what her mother had brought, but what she and her friends had brought.  When the little girl’s mother put her earphones in her hears, and turned back to her book, the little girl started to crawl towards her.  She didn’t say a word or move a muscle, but as the little girl’s hand started to snake towards a plump and juicy looking grape, she growled softly but menacingly.  The little girl stopped moving and looked up at her, and what she saw froze her in her tracks.  The red, snake like slitted eyes were glaring at the little girl, and she slowly backed back up onto her mother’s lap and curled up, looking over her shoulder every now and then with a frightened look.  She knew she’d given the little girl a glimpse of evil she never thought she’d ever see in a human being, and she chuckled softly to herself.  The rest of the flight was just another walk in the park, but the mother of the little girl wondered at how well behaved the little girl had been for the entire flight.  

After they’d disembarked and had made it through customs, The Angels of the Fallen and their fellas had gotten a cart for their luggage because they’d already been told to expect a large group of fans for another meet and greet.  They stopped by the bathrooms to freshen up because you know that when there’s a camera on you all of the time, you can’t show the crust in the corners of your eyes, or the drool on your shoulder when you sleep.  The people of England didn’t disappoint, and had opened their arms welcomingly as they’d stepped off of the concourse and into the main section of the airport.  They’d spent about an hour, just signing autographs again and taking photos until the car that had been ordered finally showed up to take them all to the hotel to get some rest then get ready.  And of course, after sleeping off the ten hour flight, they were ready for a chance to play.

They’d been invited by a friend of the others, Nyla Dupre… And Angel from way back, to Club Dredd.  It was “a place to be with the Supernaturals” was what they’d been told, and when they entered the club, she knew just what she meant.  There were all types around her… vampyres, werewolves, wereleopards, voodoo priestesses, witches… all just dancing together and bringing in the new year together.  It was pretty chill.  

The New Year was fast approaching as she stepped out from behind the velvet rope that sectioned off the VIP section of the club that they’d all decided to celebrate the holiday in.  She looked back at the VIP section at her friends as they lifted their drinks to her and she smiled a wicked smile.  She knew they couldn’t see her face clearly from this distance… They couldn’t see the redness of her eyes, or the evil glint that twinkled in them.

She’d worn black that night…  A pair of black patent leather pants and a sheer shirt with a black lace bra underneath graced her lithe form as she moved in time with the music, her hair loose around her body.  Her black rubber  boots with the three inch heels were just enough of a contrast to the patent leather to stand out, but she looked like she was ready to turn it out, and that’s just what she did.

As she moved, the lights strobed around her body as she flung her hair from side to side as the music thrummed and beat around her.  And inside of her, she could feel the scratching at the walls in the center of the maze of mirrors.  



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Behind the eyes of our Warrior Angel, in the center of a maze of mirrors,  rested a young girl…  Or that’s what she looked like at this point in time.  In her heart, she was a grown ass woman, and being treated in this way is more degrading, more aggravating than a little bit.  She was sitting on the canopied bed that rested in the center of the maze… It was where she had placed herself after she’d finally stopped clawing at the mirrors.   She knew there was no way out that way… And the sound of the song repeated in her ears… like a tormenting soundtrack was enough to drive the sanest man stark raving insane.


'Tick... Tock... goesssss the clock...  and what now ssssshall we play?...
Tick... tock... goesssss the clock...  All time hasssss gone away….

Tick… Tock…  goesssss the clock…  for what you cannot know…  
Tick… Tock…  goesssss the clock… The sssssandsssss will ssssstop their flow…

Tick… tock… goesssss the clock… esssssscape is on your mind…
Tick… tock… goessssss the clock… no way out ssssssshall you find...

Tick... Tock... goessssss the clock...  and assss the hoursssss they fly...
Tick...  tock... and all too ssssssoon...  your hopesssss… sssssshall sssssurely…  DIE!


The little girl picked up the stuffed tiger that was resting under her arm and placed it on her chest and looked into the glass eyes and whispered softly to herself….

“It’s time…  I welcome you in.  Do with me what you will, just get me free so I can face my opponents and put the Other back where it belongs… IN IT”S CAGE!!”

The sound begins as soft purring, which slowly becomes a low growl as the stuffed animal on her chest starts to grow and expand.  It looks almost like a balloon animal being blown up slowly from the inside out.  And as the stuffed animal grew, so too did the little girl.  She grew up as her body elongated and became more shapely until it was no longer a stuffed animal and a little girl, but a full grown tiger and a grown woman lying in the bed.  She lifts her arms up to caress the sides of the animal and they slowly start to meld together.  They stretch and come together until laying in the bed is what looks like a woman covered in tiger fur.  The eyes that open are those of a cat, and a roar fills the center of the maze.  Just then, a blaze of fire rings the bed, and the tiger-woman leaps up against the headboard, trying to keep the flames away from her as she roars her anger to the sky.  The sound of the song gets louder and louder trying to drown out the sounds of the roars...


'Tick... Tock... goesssss the clock...  and what now ssssshall we play?...
Tick... tock... goesssss the clock...  All time hasssss gone away….

Tick… Tock…  goesssss the clock…  for what you cannot know…  
Tick… Tock…  goesssss the clock… The sssssandsssss will ssssstop their flow…

Tick… tock… goesssss the clock… esssssscape is on your mind…
Tick… tock… goessssss the clock… no way out ssssssshall you find...

Tick... Tock... goessssss the clock...  and assss the hoursssss they fly...
Tick...  tock... and all too ssssssoon...  your hopesssss… sssssshall sssssurely…  DIE!


The song changes, and just like that, the eyes switch from red slitted back to their normal brown.  She smirks and whispers...  

”Ssssstill not good enough little girl…”
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