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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Raynin Climax Control RP
Event: Sin City Wrestling’s Weekly Show, Climax Control
DATE: Sunday, 09/27/2015
Place: Asunción, Paraguay
Venue: Estadio General Andrés RodrÃguez
Match: SCW WORLD BOMBSHELL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Opponent: W/ Gothika vs. TRACI PATTERSON and SAM MARLOWE
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The time keeps drawing closer and closer for the Pay Per View, and yet, The Powers That Be keep throwing obstacles in the way of the Angels of the Fallen. It's almost as if they don't want Roxi Johnson and Kierra Fisher to step in the ring against Gothika and Raynin. Though Raynin is anxious to go against any and all competitors, she was really looking forward to showing the so called 'Team Hero' what it meant to stand against true Heros. Not ones who decide to day dream, and kick back with their heads in the clouds, thinking they're some alien from outer space, or the re-incarnation of some centuries dead Goddess who was worshipped in the past, or even just some kid who happened to touch a radioactive meteor and got zapped. But regardless of what happens in the future, the present has the Warrior Angel and the Vampyric Angel going head to toe with a face they've loved to kick in before, and a new kid on the block. Their next opponents will be Traci Patterson and Sam Marlowe, and it's for the Bombshell Tag Team Championships. I know that Team Hero will be sorely upset about having their Number One Contendership overlooked and someone else getting the shot before they do. But for now, let's see where the mind of Raynin is at, shall we? Something tells me, this is about to be quite a safari in trying to find it…
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Time: September 22, 2015, 5:30 PM...
Place: Asunción, Paraguay…
Location: At the Airport…
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She was walking out of the airport in Paraguay, after having finally having landed. She was tired, she was sweaty, and she was ready to just head to the hotel and sink into a nice, big bathtub and soak for a good, long while. The tour had been rough, but eventful, and she was drained. She was so mentally and emotionally drained, she felt like a puppet being pulled by it's strings.
She looked over at her friends who were dragging their own bags behind them, laughing and joking, and wondered how they kept themselves from feeling this way. I mean, she was used to touring, as they flew from place to place for their shows all of the time... But it was different when you were going overseas. The flights were longer, the seats on the plane were more cramped, even in first class... She was really missing the jet plane that they normally flew in, but she understood the necessity of using the local airlines for certain locations. But as she looked closer at her friend's eyes, she saw it. She saw the slight darkness around Gothika's eyes, and she heard the rumbling of her stomach, and watched her wincing as she moved through the crush of bodies. She could see a slight shimmering around Diamond's eyes, and she knew that there was some kind of magic that was making her look as refreshed as she always did. And in a way, it made her feel a little bit more calm, knowing she wasn't the only one who was feeling like this.
She stopped at the door and looked around, and noticed a sign being held by a driver that read, "Los CaÃdos" and she walked over towards him, her friends following close behind.
"Hola. ¿Está buscando Los CaÃdos?" { "Hello. Are you looking for The Fallen?" }
The driver gets excited and nods quickly.
"Yo no lo puedo creer! Estás Los CaÃdos !!! Soy un gran fan !! ¡Si si si! ¡Venir venir! Soy tu controlador para hoy. Estoy aquà para llevarte al hotel, y cualquier otro lugar que quiero ir. Si desea hacer turismo, o tener una buena cena, o tal vez ir a un buen lugar para bailar y beber, que soy tu hombre! Mi nombre es Bernardo. Ven venir venir! Tenemos que llegar a el hotel! Voy a tomar sus maletas !!" { "I can't believe it! You're The Fallen!!! I'm such a big fan!! Yes yes yes! Come come! I'm your driver for today. I'm here to take you to the hotel, and anywhere else you want to go. If you want to sight see, or have a nice dinner, or maybe go to a nice place to dance and drink, I'm your man! My name is Bernardo. Come come come! We have to get you to the hotel! I'll take your bags!!" }
Gothika looks at the driver and her stomach rumbles, and he points to her stomach with a grin.
"¡Oye! Eres la mujer vampiro! ¡Debes estar hambriento! Sólo por favor, no muerden el cuello! Apuesto Me gusto terrible! Pero yo sé de un lugar donde se puede conseguir algo de comer también! Yo veo las cosas y sé cosas sobre Asunción de que no todo el mundo lo sabe. Nos pondremos Estás harto también. No te preocupes !!" { "Hey! You're the vampire lady! You must be hungry! Just please, don't bite my neck! I bet I would taste terrible! But I know of a place where you can get something to eat too! I see things and I know things about Asunción that not everyone knows. We will get you fed too. Don't you worry!!" }
Gothika looked at Raynin, who pats her on the shoulder.
"He just said he can get you some red... Which from the sound of your stomach, I'm guessing you need."
Upon hearing this, Argento steps forward and puts his hand on Raynin's shoulder and pushes her out of the way, knocking her into the side of the limo, not roughly but enough to ruffle her feathers so to speak. He looks furious at her even mentioning anyone else getting Gothika some red.
"Hey! Nobody's getting Mia any red but me! I'm the one who's been..."
Gothika grabs Argento's wrist and spins him around to look at her. She's furious, and it shows on her face.
"Don't you TOUCH Raynin! All she's trying to do is help, and if you can't be gracious enough about it, then you can get a separate hotel room and don't speak to me!!"
Argento gasps at the grip Gothika has on his wrist and she drops his arm quickly. He lifts his wrist up to his chest and rubs it gingerly with his other hand.
"How can you defend what she's trying to do?!"
Gothika rolls her eyes and looks at Argento, her agitation clearly growing.
"And just what is it that she's trying to do, Michael?!! Hmmm?"
Argento opens his mouth to speak, then closes it over and over again before he finally yells back...
"She's trying to come between you and me, and what we have!! I know it's stupid for me to feel that way, but I do! I don’t' want anyone else feeding you, Mia! I'm yours, and you're mine, and that's the way it's supposed to be!"
Gothika reaches up and slides her fingers through Argento's hair and comes back with a handful of it and she shakes her head.
"And it's killing you, slowly! I've told you before... I won't be the one to kill you... Not by turning you or draining you."
Gothika turned back to the driver and nods and smiles softly.
"Gracias, Señor."
The driver puffs his chest out like he's important, then moves to the back and starts putting the suitcases in the trunk. Gothika turns back to Argento and pokes him in the chest.
"And you will be sleeping on the couch, or on a cot tonight. No happy time for you."
Argento looks thoroughly put out by the thought and starts to pout.
"Aww, man!! That's no fair!!"
Gothika lifts an eyebrow at him.
"Then you should have thought about that before you insulted my friend. Now... let's please get in the car. I'm tired, and I'm ready to go and get some sleep."
The group of friends all pile into the back of the limousine, and wait for the driver to pull off. Raynin is sitting back, and just zones out as everyone starts to chat and joke as they wait. Her mind drifts down into the center of the maze of mirrors, where she hopes she can find some peace and quiet... Though she's pretty damned sure she won't...
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As she sinks through the levels of the mist towards the maze, she is listening for the sound she is so used to hearing. But when she doesn't hear it, she actually finds herself missing it, and she starts to sing it 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… As her feet touch the glass floor, she feels a sinking feeling as she starts to look around for The Other. Things were just too quiet, and she knew that something was being plotted, and she wanted to find out what. She knew that The Other hated it when she sang the song, so she started to sing it louder as she walked through the corridors of her mind.
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! She made it to the center of the maze, and there she stopped dead in her tracks, as the sight she was looking at made her blood run cold.... There on the bed lay The Other... And Taliyah!! The tiger was curled up beside The Other, letting her pet her... Letting her stroke her fur... She was listening to The Other call her a pretty kitty, and Taliyah was PURRING!! What circle of hell had she just stepped into?
She was just about to say something when The Other decided to speak first…
â€I heard you sssssinging my ssssssong... Do you know what happened when the kitteh heard you sssssinging it? At firssssst, she hissssssed at you asssss you were about to walk in, but then she sssssscented you... I think thisssss jussssst might work.â€
She frowned and pointed at The Other, a growl trying to ripple through her chest as she speaks.
"What did you do to her??!! What might work?!!"
The Other climbs off of the bed and walks towards her, and begins to sing softly 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! She howls at The Other in frustration, putting her hands to her ears.
"STOP IT!! YOU PROMISED!! YOU PROMISED THAT WE WOULD WORK TOGETHER!!!"
The Other stops her singing and lifts her eyebrows curiously at her.
â€You're right. I did promisssssse, now didn't I... And we HAVE been working together... But it'ssss about the resultsssssss... It'ssssss alwaysssss about the resultssssss... And in that you are lacking, ssssssso I think it'sssss time I took over for a while.â€
[/b] She is about to speak when Taliyah jumps up off of the bed and starts to hiss at her, growling low in her throat. She gasps and looks at the tiger in shock.
"Taliyah... It's me... don't you recognize me? Please... Please see me!!"
The tiger looks from her to The Other confused, then does an agitated snarl and starts to stalk her, scenting the air. She doesn't move, until Taliyah smells something she doesn't like and swipes at her feet. She yelps and jumps as Taliyah's claws come within inches of missing her. She starts to scoot back away from the Tiger, calling her name over and over again.
"Taliyah... Taliyah, it's me!! Come on Taliyah! Don't let The Other get you confused when we have so much riding on the line this weekend!! We have to face off against Traci Patterson and Sam Marlowe, and I need you to be strong for me!! Please... See me!!"
The Other climbs back into the bed and starts to roll around in it with a chuckle.
â€Thank you sssssso much for covering the bedding in your sssssscent... it made it sssssso much easssssssier for me to make Taliyah think that I wassss you. We've been bonding... Why do you think it wasssss ssssso quiet?"
Taliyah howls at her and she takes off running to escape her long time friend, as The Other sings at her from the bed, laughing.
'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! Just then, Gothika looks at her as she’s sitting there and she snaps back to sitting in the limo.
“I’m sorry… What did you say?â€
Gothika clears her throat and leans forward.
“I said, it's time for us to go and prove why we're the Champs!!â€
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Time: September 24, 2015… 10:30 PM…
Place: Asunción, Paraguay… Location: Gothika's Hotel Room...
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She'd been pacing back and forth all night. This was going to be one of the hardest things she was going to have to do, but she knew it was a necessity at this point. She'd spent the past few days, fighting against the hunger that had been building to an almost dangerous level once more. Michael knew she was in pain, and kept offering to do something about it, but she knew that if she did what she wanted to do, he would not survive... The hunger was getting too strong, and he wouldn't be enough at this point to keep it at bay.
She was able to make it through training for the past few nights, but Raynin and Diamond both knew she was hurting. She'd put her all into every moment of training, but as she was working out, she couldn’t' drown out the sounds of all of the hearts beating around her. All of that delicious red, just one bite away from flowing into her mouth and into her body... coating her tongue with his heady flavors... She shook her head to try to stop thinking about it, but her mouth started to water, and her body shook with need.
She stood up and started to pace, trying to keep her mind off of things. Her hair was loose, and it floated behind her as she moved. She normally kept it pulled up for matches, but now, it was down and loose. She was dressed in a simple pair of black and grey plaid pajama pants, and a white tank top. It wasn't usual for her to wear white, but since it was just going to be for bed, she switched things up.
It was late, and she knew it was not going to be a pretty thing that she was going to have to do tonight. The pain was getting too intense, and there was no way she was going to do what Michael wanted her to do. She picked up her cell and reached in her purse and pulled out the card that Bernardo had given her. She sent the following text to the number... '2, 911, V'… That was it. And now she knew she had to wait.
She turned around and tossed the bed on the phone, and when she turned back, it was to the eyes of her beloved. Argento stood there, his face clearly upset as she inhaled sharply. He'd moved just as silently as she normally can, and it had unnerved her. She tried not to let him see it, but she knew that he knew how much he had affected her. He was no longer himself, but a shadow of himself... And she hated herself because she was the cause of the state that he was in. He looked at the card in her hand and nodded slowly towards it.
"You called Bernardo?"
She looked down at the card, then nodded slowly before she looked up at him.
"Yes. I had to."
He shook his head and started to turn around, but she reached out and grabbed his arm gently.
"Michael!... Don't... please..."
He turned back around and she swallowed heavily.
"I thought you understood when we became a couple how this was going to end up being. I told you then... I wouldn’t kill you. Not by draining or turning... And in this situation, this is the only alternative."
He nods slowly and shrugs.
"I know it's the only way... but why does it feel like you're cheating on me when you bite someone else?"
She swallows again, then licks her lips slowly.
"Because for you... it's sexual... it's sensual... It's about love when I drink from you. It always has been, and it always will be. When I drink from others... it's a one sided connection. They feel lust... not love. They may want more, but the only person who will ever get more... Is you."
Argento leans in and strokes her cheek gently. He smiles down softly at her and is about to kiss her when there's a knock at the door. You can see the hurt in his eyes as he pulls away from her and goes to open the door. He turns back and sighs heavily.
"It's for you."
A pair of very handsome and built men walk in and smile at her. Argento looks at her, then shakes her head as he grabs his jacket and heads for the door.
"I can't stay for this... I'll be back..."
She takes a few steps towards him and calls his name...
"Michael!!!..."
But he's closed the door behind him and walked off down the hall. The other men are both standing there, looking at her confidently. One walks over towards her and reaches out a hand to stroke her shoulder.
"Hey... Don't worry chica... If he's not man enough, I know that I am. We're here for you to enjoy."
Upon hearing his words, she can't help but smirk a wicked smirk as she looks down at the card in her hands. She tosses it on the bed and takes a step towards the man.
"So boys... You want to play, huh?"
Both of the men nod and the other man growls at her with an extremely deep voice.
"Oh si bebé. Vamos a jugar mucho. We gonna play so much bebé."
She walks over to the door of the room and locks it securely before she walks back, her eyes still downcast as she moves. She takes both of their hands and leads them towards the huge bathroom and stands in front of them with her wicked smirk on her face. When she finally lifts her face up to look at the men, her face is a mask of horror. Her eyes are ice blue rimmed with red and her fangs are at full extension as saliva drips from them menacingly while she bares them at her victims.
"Okay boys... LET'S PLAY!!!"
The two men shriek in fear and are about to run back through the bathroom door, but she suddenly appears behind them and the door slams shut. From behind the closed door, you can hear shouts of fear and pain, the crashing of glass, and pleas for mercy. As quickly as everything started, it all suddenly stops. Then from under the door of the bathroom, a small puddle of red appears and the scene cuts out......
When the scene comes back in, Gothika is laying in bed, rubbing her stomach, her face a mask of red. Her white tank top is now covered in red streaks across the chest, and she's got splashes up her arms. She's running her finger along her cheek and sucking the drips she's collecting dry. The door opens, and Argento steps in, clearly drunk and he walks over to the bed and collapses into it. She keeps wiping her face clean and he turns to look at her through eyes that are blinking slowly.
"How was it?"
She shrugged and sighed heavily.
"Not as tasty as you, but it did the trick. I'm ready for Climax Control now. They were some decent appetizers, but now, I'm ready for the main course. Nothing and no one is gonna stop Raynin and I from keeping our titles. Sam Marlowe and Traci Patterson will just become meat for the beast!"
Argento smiles softly at her and shakes his head slowly.
"You know I'm not gonna kiss you while they're still on your lips."
She smirked and taps his nose with her now sucked clean fingertip.
"Then I think I need to go brush my teeth then, don't I."
She gets up and starts to walk towards the bathroom, then stops and turns around at the door and blows Argento a kiss. The cameraman peeks in and sees that the bathroom is completely spotless. Not a drop of red remained anywhere... but in the shower... behind the opaque shower door, you can see two dark silhouettes, waiting for her to contact Bernardo for a cleanup crew.
The cameraman backs out of the bathroom as he sees her standing there with her electric toothbrush, brushing her teeth and humming as if nothing out of the ordinary has gone on. She winks at the camera and the scene fades out...
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