Raynin, Climax Control RP 1
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Event: Sin City Wrestling’s Weekly Episode of Climax Control    DATE: 8/02/2015
 
Place: Singapore, Singapore
 
 Venue:  Hougang Stadium
 
Match:  BOMBSHELL SINGLES MATCHUP
 
Opponent:   w. Gothika in her corner VS. MERCEDES VARGAS w. Delia Darling in her corner
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Awww chyeah buddy! The Angels of the Fallen were able to do what they needed to do at the Climax Control two weeks ago, and walk out holding the Sin City Wrestling’s Bombshell Tag Team Titles once more. That's right… They are now officially three time Champions!! But will they be able to hold onto the titles to have another epic winning streak like they had two years ago? Can the Angels do what most think impossible and become the longest running Champions in SCW history? Or will their hopes and dreams just flicker out like a candle in the wind? Well, that is something we will be able to see at the next Pay Per View, Summer XXXtreme III. This week, Raynin will have to step into the ring, toe to toe with one half of the group she and Gothika took the titles from, and her future opponent at the Pay Per View, Mercedes Vargas. This is gonna be interesting to say the least!!!... Let's see what happens, shall we…
 
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Le Sigh... It was one of those days… Well, more one of those weeks actually. You know what I'm talking about… When one thing goes really well, but then the rest of the week feels like hell on earth. Yeah… That about described this past week. But for once, it wasn't because of something that happened in the ring, but instead because of the drama that was going on behind the scenes.
“Who is she, DT?!! Who is she, who is she, WHO IS SHE???!!!â€
“I don't know, Zatanya!! For the one hundredth time, I DO NOT FUCKING KNOW!! Yelling at me is NOT going to change the fact that I’ve NEVER SEEN that girl before, and I have no idea who her mother is, or why she thinks she's my kid!! It’s what I said the day she showed up, it’s what I’ve said every hour on the hour when you've asked me, it's the same thing I've said when you asked me ten minutes ago, and it's still gonna be the same thing when you ask me again later! So please, just chill out!!"
She was stuck in the car with the Bobsie twins, who have been arguing for the past week, since some chick showed up and announced to the world that Dark Tiger was her father. Lady had been up in arms ever since, and on a tirade, either yelling and screaming at him like a banshee straight from the bowels of hell, or weeping inconsolably about the whole situation. And of course, she was taking things out on her and Gothika during training. DAMN IT ALL!! Diamond was supposed to be taking over the management of the team, but Lady was not about to let up that easily. And with all of this drama, she was flippin' MISERABLE right now!! She and Gothika should be out partying it up, and celebrating their win... But the drama was taking all of the fun out of the win.
"Well, if you could just tell me something... ANYTHING other than, 'I don't know nothin' Zatanya...', then maybe I wouldn't be flippin' out so hard! I mean, how old is she? We've been together for a long time now... a really... REALLY long time, and I've held back on setting a date because of shit always stopping us from taking the last step. I mean think about it... First there was all of the bullshit with the first miscarriage, then there was my having to leave EWE cause of the idiots threatening to blow up my family's house while you wanted to 'stay and make a go of it' cause you didn't want to leave until you lost the title... Even though I said you should have left WITH the title like I did... then there was your need to go and 'find yourself', so you left to wrestle in Mexico again while I was still in Detroit, looking for another company to wrestle in... I swear!! It was just one thing after another!! And now... Now when we have our child's LIFE to consider... BAAAMMM!! We're hit with some new bullshit!!"
"Don't you think I know that Zatanya? I've been patient... So very fuckin' patient with not making you my wife! I've wanted to seal the deal since the day we met, but you kept saying no! And then, when you finally DID say yes... Look... This stuff has got me swearing cause I'm so stressed out over this!!"
"You're stressed? YOU'RE STRESSED?!! I'M FUCKING PREGNANT, AND MY FIANCE HAS A LOVE CHILD WITH SOME MYSTERIOUS WOMAN WHO'S POSSIBLY JUST YOUNG ENOUGH TO HAVE BEEN CONCEIVED WHILE WE WERE TOGETHER!! DON'T TALK TO ME ABOUT BEING STRESSED!!"
Once she'd heard her friend's voice go to that shrill point, she'd decided it was time to check out for a bit, so she sunk inwards and just let her body go on auto-pilot. She knew that if she didn't do it, she was going to say something that she didn't need to or want to say, that was going to just make things worse. She could feel that almost slack feeling sink into her cheeks, and she knew that she was staring out the window of the car, not blinking, and that she had that Krispy Kreme glazed look in her eyes. She'd looked through the windows of her mind at herself in a mirror when she'd done this in the past, and it was almost creepy how empty her eyes looked when she was looking inward... But she had to drown out the tirade somehow...
She was sinking slowly this time. She knew she'd need some time to herself so she could get her mind together before she could truly deal with The Other tonight. Her mind was frayed and frazzled, and all she wanted to do was have a bit of peace and quiet, curled up next to Taliyah tonight. But she knew that wasn't about to happen. So she was enjoying the time it was going to take to go completely under. It was like floating on a hammock down into darkness...
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And being woken up in the light room of a lighthouse. She covered her eyes to cower from the brightness that was surrounding her, and she knew that The Other was being a bitch again. She looked around, and saw that there were spotlights being reflected off of the mirrors in the maze, turning it into glaring reflections of light. She reached in her pocket to pull out some sunglasses, and it lessened the brightness, but only slightly as she tried to follow the sound of The Other's sing song voice, as she mocked her with the song she knew would terrorize her the most.
'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! 
She knew where to find The Other. She knew that it would be at the center of the maze... more than likely with the spotlight in hand, holding at just the right place to cause her the utmost torment. She grumbled as she stumbled and walked face first into one of the mirrored walls that looked blank due to the bright light being reflected off of it. She rubbed her nose as she frowned and called out to her doppelganger…
"Why the childishness this time?"
The Other called back in an annoyed voice.
"Because you didn't get us the precious back!!â€[/b]
She grumbled and called back out to her doppelganger in a voice that's just as annoyed.
"But I won the Bombshell Tag Team Championships with Gothika!! We're still a Champion!!"
The Other grumbles back to her.
"The little precious is good, but it’s not The Precious!! I want The Precious back!! You promised me the Precious!!â€[/b]
She grumbles and covers her ears as The Other starts to sing louder. She continues to stumble through the maze towards the center as the singing escalates in sound.
 
'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 reaches the center of the maze and she grabs the Other by the shoulders, then clamps her hand over The Other's mouth, shutting her up mid sing song and frowns at her.
"That's about enough of that singing!! Look... I know I haven't gotten The Precious back... yet... But I'm not done fighting for it!! You know I won't give up!! We won't give up until we have it back around our waists! But for now, I'm quite happy with what I've accomplished, and I'm not about to have you ruin my happiness with it!!"
The Other rips her hand from her mouth and is about to speak when they both hear a much younger voice singing out in the distance...
 
'Her name was Lola... She was a showgirl...
With yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down to there...
She would merengue... And do the cha-cha...
And while she tried to be a star... Tony always tended bar...
Both she and The Other turned to look at one another, then slowly turned around to see a little girl that looked just like Raynin, standing in the doorway to the center of the maze. She was dressed in the outfit that she wore the day that her parents were killed, and they were covered in blood. The little girl chuckled and shrugged, grinning as she dug her toe into the floor, looking mischievous.
"I couldn't help it. You both have your own songs, and I wanted one too.†[/b]
She looked at The Other, and they both had a shocked look on their faces as they turned back towards the little girl as the voice that comes from her mouth is that of Raynin when she was younger. The Other lifted a finger slowly and points at the girl, a confused look on her face.
"Who the hell are you?†[/b]
The little girl points at Raynin and smiles a knowing smile.
"I'm Number Three. I'm one of the others inside of her.†[/b]
Her eyebrows fly up as she looks from the little girl to The Other and back again, her jaw hitting the ground.
"Number Three? Who the hell is number's one and two?"
Number Three chuckles and grins as she points to her and The Other.
"Well, it's like this... The one you call The Other is number two... And you're Number One cause you're the Original, silly! I came along later... But I'm the earliest one still around, so I've become Number Three.†[/b]
She shakes her head as she tries to gather her thoughts over what's just been told to her, but before she could speak, The Other basically takes the words from her mouth.
"What the fuck are you talking about?†[/b]
The little girl takes a deep breath and blows it out slowly, reaching a hand up to scratch the back of her head slowly.
"I see I'm gonna have to start at the beginning...†[/b]
The girl starts to walk towards she and The Other, but they both jump apart as soon as Number Three gets close, and the little girl walks between them to sit in the rocking chair beside Taliyah, who doesn't seem to mind Number Three's presence. In fact, as soon as she sits down, Taliyah walks over and starts to rumble and purr in greeting, and sticks her big head into the little girl's lap, who giggles and starts to give Taliyah scritches behind the ear. As soon as she starts, the big cat flops it's body on the floor beside the rocking chair, keeping her head in the girl's lap for more attention, stopping the scritches just long enough for her to lap at the girl's hand every now and then. This left to two that were standing quite speechless, which suited Number Three's situation perfectly, as it meant less interruptions. She points at The Other and sighs as she starts the tale.
"Okay, so here's where it all starts... It starts with your mother. When she forced you into The Oringinal's psyche, it caused... well, let's say a crack. Hence, this little maze here in the center of The Original's mind, and the ability for one of us to take control of the body. Well, that crack didn't just allow you to come in, but it allowed for others to be created, like Taliyah, and like me, and all of the others who make the maze their home.†[/b]
She looks around confused, then frowns, scratching her head.
"Wait a minute... You're saying there are others?"
Number Three doesn't let her hands stop stroking the big cat's head, going from scritches behind the ears, to under the chin, and long sweeps down along from Taliyah's nose to between her shoulder blades. Every time her hand moves, Taliyah's purring gets louder, then quieter, depending on where the hand touches at each moment in time.
"Oh yes... There are many others.†[/b]
The Other shakes her head, frowning.
"The Hell there are!! I've never seen anyone else in this fucking maze!! What the hell do you mean there are others in here?†[/b]
Number Three shrugs and smirks.
"You were never alone in the maze, Number Two. You just refused to see the others, and they never wanted to make themselves known. You see, that's the way of it in here. You can be in your own little world, or surrounded by the many if you so choose to.†[/b]
She swallows heavily and blinks slowly, trying to grasp what Number Three is telling her.
"Whoa whoa whoa... Wait a minute... reverse that and come back around to it... What do you mean by 'The Many?' Just how many of... Whatever the hell you are... are running around in my head? And where did you come from?!!! And how the hell do I get rid of you??!! No offense... I mean... you sound like a really nice girl... Totally not like the control freak over here..."
Number Three chuckles and shakes her head.
"No offense taken. I get what you mean about her though. Number Two leaves much to be desired.†[/b]
She and Number Three chuckle for a bit, then Number Three takes a deep breath to continue her recounting of things.
"So, to answer your questions... When I say many, I mean just that... There are many of us in here, which is why we have the number system going. But... The numbers change often. We go by the oldest to the more recent. The younger we look, the lower the assigned number. I'm the oldest here, which is why I'm Number Three. The only one older than I am is Number Two there.†[/b]
She shakes her head and frowns a bit more.
"What do you mean by the number's always changing? What happens to you all?"
Number Three reaches in her pocket and pulls out a candy bar and starts to munch on it for a moment.
"Well, you won't understand until I tell you what we are. We're a splinter of your consciousness. We're each created when you have a traumatic event. We're similar to, but unlike the personalities that are gained by multiple personalities disorder, but that's the closest thing you can compare us to. I'm the you that was created the night your parents were killed, as I’m sure you have guessed from... well... All of this.†[/b]
She gestures to encompass all of herself, then settles back in the chair to continue nibbling on the candy bar before she spoke more.
"As to how we disappear... Once the memory that caused the newest splinter has been remembered, and accepted by you, the splinter is re-absorbed into your consciousness, and it becomes part of The Original once more. But this is where things get tricky... With multiple personalities disorder, each personality is remembered... With us... it's like we never were separated from you. The pain we endured, the memories we hold... They just become a part of you once more. And with each splinter you re-absorb, the more... well, the more YOU you become as the Original. I know that one day, I too will be re-absorbed, and that's all fine. I don't mind it, as being separated from The Original is difficult for each of us splinters. But I know that what I saw... It may never be something that you can truly accept, which is ok.†[/b]
She blinks slowly and shakes her head incredulously.
"Why did you show yourself to me, Three?"
Number Three stands up from the chair and slowly walks over to her, wrapping her arms around her much larger frame and hugs her tightly.
"I was picked as a spokesman I guess, so that I could bring you a message from the others.†[/b]
Number Three looks up at her from her lower stature and smiles brightly.
"Everything's gonna be alright!! We see everything that happens!! We feel everything you feel... Your fears are our fears. Your hopes are our hopes. Your dreams are our dreams... Because we're not just another you, but a part of you!! You're never alone!!†[/b]
She looks down at the part of her that was still full of so much hope in the face of so much horror and adversity and she can't help but feel inspired.
"We are so proud of what you've accomplished!! You were a two time, World Bombshell Champion, and you've got the skills and drive to become a Three time... Three time... Three time World Bomshell Champion, just like you've become the Three time Bombshell Tag Team Champions with Gothika!! You've got a fan base in your mind unlike any other outside, which is truly a feat, considering most people nay-say themselves in their heads so much, that they truly don't like themselves. But you... You have your own cheering squad rooting for you right behind your eyes. And if you want to know what the number of us is that's inside of you... Let's just say, we'd need our own section at the arena, and we'd still need more overflow seats. But whatever you do... Don't let anyone stop you from doing it!!†[/b]
Number Three steps back and from her and slowly starts walking backwards towards the doorway to the of the center of the maze.
"Be a fucking wolf. Be a fucking lion. Be a flippin' tiger!! Hell, be a God Damned DRAGON if you want!! You gotta keep that, 'take no shit' attitude and run with it!! Set yourself some goals, then smash 'em to smithereens as you surpass what limits you set on yourself!! Rip people to shreds!! Punch 'em!!... Kick 'em!!... Claw, bite, gnaw at 'em!! Eat their fuckin' FACES OFF if you have to, until you reach that height that you need to reach!! Become a better person! Become better than you were one second ago... one minute prior... one hour, one day, one week, one year before!! And don't stop pressing yourself to keep getting better and better!! Stay that course towards greatness!! Show EVERYONE JUST WHO THE FUCK YOU ARE!! AND NEVER... EVER apologize for being awesome!!" [/b]
And in a flash of light, she disappears, leaving the two left standing at the center of the maze speechless...
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