« on: September 15, 2017, 11:56:10 PM »
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>Time: Unoonwn...
Place: Unknown… Location: Unknown…
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The scene comes in, inside of a darkened room. Nothing can be seen, but in the dark, we hear a familiar sound. It's the sound of a song being sung by a sibilant voice. It's the sound a snake would make if it had a human mouth and could talk, but still had it's forked tongue. The song is being sung softly, but it's slowly getting louder.
'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!
We hear a click, and a single lightbulb on a wire turns on. It starts swinging slowly back and forth, illuminating random spots of the darkened room. As it swings, it shows the form of a woman hunched over a table. She's softly singing the song as she is sifting through photos on the top of the desk. She reaches in the desk drawer and pulls out a huge pair of scissors. She lifts them up high in the air and opens and closes them over and over again, causing them to make a snicker snack 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 assess the hoursssss they fly...
Tick...  tock... and all too ssssssoon...  your hopesssss… sssssshall sssssurely…  DIE!
She starts to cut at the photos, giggling maniacally as she tosses pieces of the photos over her shoulder. The camera starts to zoom in on the pieces of photo that are falling on the floor as they randomly come into view. We see a photo of Amy Marshall's head with a moustache drawn on her face and devil horns on her forehead. We see a picture of Iron Maiden with her eyes drawn over until they look like black holes, and her throat has been slashed out with the scissors, with red marks drawn at the cut marks. More and more photos of the opponents of the Fallen come raining down as if a huge bucket of the photos were tossed in the air. The cameraman looks up from the floor, and the woman has turned so that she's facing the camera, the scissors winking in the light from the naked bulb, her hair hanging down so that her face is in shadows. But her eyes are glowing red with a single slit out of the center of each.
'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 lifts up something in her hand and pulls her hands apart, showing a string of paper dolls, all with different body parts missing, and red marks to show bloody streaks. She chuckles as she holds the dolls up to the camera. Each has the face of one of The Fallen's opponents... EXCEPT for the Angel Clan.
"It'sssss almossssst time for the fun to begin. It'ssssssss been too long SsssssCW Universssssse. When the Angelsssss of the Fallen sssstep into the sssssix sssssided ring, Hell will be unleasssssshed upon the Bombsssshell Divisssssssion. And I will revel in the carnage that will ensssssue."
She then picks up a second set of paper dolls and when she opens them, we see the faces of the Angel Clan taped alongside the faces of The Angels of the Fallen. And around Raynin and Gothika's waists are photos of the Bombshell Tag Team Titles.
"The die has been cassst. The future hassss been revealed. There isssss no esssscaping what isssss about to come. And when the little rabbit bringssss me my presssscioussss home, all will be right again."
She turns back to the desk and continues cutting, the scissors going snicker snack as she sings softly.
'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!
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*** An Except from the Online Blog of Gothika ***
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"In order to be irreplacable, one must always be different."
The words of Coco Chanel
September 11, 2017
Sixteen years ago, on this day, the United States of America was changed irrevocably. It was shaken to it's core by a tragedy that shocked everyone. It changed people's lives, it ripped families apart, it took the soul of a nation, and it rendered the world speechless. Today has been deemed a day of remembrance. After the tragedy that took place all of those years ago, no one in the country has been the same. We've fought wars, crossed continents, made new friends, and new enemies... But that one act caused a ripple effect that is still felt to this very day. And guess what people. My friends and I are about to do something pretty similar.
You see, just like that moment sixteen years ago that brought a country to it's knees, then drew it to it's feet in defiance, the Angels of the Fallen have the ability to do things just as polarizing. Everyone had given up hope that the Bombshell Tag Team Division could have life breathed back into it. No one believed that the titles were worth anything because... well, let's face it... The bulk of the talent in the Bombshell Locker room wouldn’t know the meaning of the words team work if they were snakes on a plane biting them on their asses. But the Angels of the Fallen know what it means. But we know that if we let out even a hint of our return, that there would be so many Bombshells scrambling over themselves for the chance to try and best two of the OG's of the field. So we let out a whisper... and dear GOD it came back as a hurricane!!! So sorry Florida, Louisiana and Texas. I think it was the word of us returning that might have caused all of those problems down there. Had we known it was about to take off like it did, we would have tried to whisper a little bit quieter. But the cat's out of the bag now!!
That's right!! The Angels are back!! And we're not just going up against one team... but SIX MOTHER FUCKIN' TEAMS have returned just for the chance to grab a hold to those coveted titles... Names of folks we heard had retired came scrambling up out of the woodwork like termites at the chance to say they could beat us!! Oooh, one little spark became a wild fire, and now we get to face some of our favorite opponents... Our good friend Melanie brought Athena along... The Angel Clan has come back into action!! And then there's the Metal and Punk Connection... Jessie Salco and the girl who wants to be so much like the old me, she almost took my name... (but we know that there can only ever be one Punk Angel and that's me... But I digress) .. Amy Marshall have decided to come back together again. And then there's a group that the Angels have been ITCHING to get the chance to mix it up with... Heavy Metal Mania is putting their hat back in the ring!! The Iron Maiden is teaming up with her partner who I for one feel is a breath of fresh air in this company! Twisted Sister is one chick I would personally love to mix it up with one on one just so I can see how twisted she can really be!! I mean, she's come up with some awesome shit... But no one can truly flip the script like one of the Angels. I mean let's face it! Raynin's got so many versions of herself running around in her head, she can actually have enough players for a football game, complete with folks on the bench, an audience, hotdog vendors, folks to run the concession stands, cheerleaders, AND marching bands for both teams, and still have enough left over for referees and play by play commentators. And who'd have thought that Kate Steel would come back to play in the six sided ring, and actually convince Cynthia Warren to join her. Though, who knows what will happen once Raynin and I are finished in the ring with everyone and come out the winners. They may just decide to go back home with their tail between their legs and pout about being beaten. And then there's the new faces on the scene... London Underground... I can't wait to see what the fresh meat has to offer. Mmm, I have been waiting to sink my fangs into something fresh... unsullied.. Untainted by the fear of facing my friends and I. I mean, let's face it. Most of the Bombshells her know what it feels like to have my fangs break their flesh, and to feel their life essence drain from their bodies and flow down my throat. I know the flavors of just about everyone in this match. But to see that spark... that first flush of confidence being drained away as they finally realize what it means to truly face the Vampyric Angel... Mmmmm, it's such a glorious feeling!!
But the best part of it all is... It's a Main Event Battle Freakin' Royal!! So I can just go from person to person, nibbling on an arm here, biting a neck there, drinking from a shoulder over there... Then I just toss them away when I'm done, over the top rope! HA HA HA!!! Awesome Sauce!! Truly!! And when I'm done, and my partner and I survey the carnage that's left outside of the ring, we will stand shoulder to shoulder and lift our arms in victory as we claim the Sin City Wrestling's Bombshell Tag Team Champions for the Fourth time!! Oh yes, it'll be so nice to have those titles back where they belong... with the Angels of The Fallen. And with the Angels of the Fallen are where they're gonna stay!!
I know that a lot of people feel like I'm just here, running my mouth off because I've got nothing else better to do, but I say, look at my track record. I've got a tried and true track record of awesomeness backing me up, coupled with the skills to pay the bills, and a partner who has just as much going for her as I do. We've stood the test of time here in this company. Sure, life may pull us away for a bit, but we're still here. We come back like that awful rash that plagued Amy Marshall that one time that she tried to keep quiet, but everyone knew about in the locker room... No... wait... no one wants to remember stuff like that...
Anyways... its' time for me to head on out. Training and what not. But before I go, I have one thing to say to some people out there.
I know that a lot of folks don't believe in the possibilities of the spectacular and the supernatural. But to those folks I say, keep not believing. Keep your heads buried in the sand, and wonder not about what is lurking in the shadows and the dark. That's exactly what we want you to do. Because it's the ones who don't believe, the nay-sayers, the haters, and the disbelievers that we prey upon. It's those who doubt, and who keep the blinders on that make the easiest snacks to feed us. IT'S THOSE WHO SHAKE THEIR HEADS AT THE WONDERS THAT FILL THE NIGHT THAT MAKE THE SWEETEST AND TASTIEST MORSELS! AND IT'S THOSE WHO DENY US WHO END UP GOING DOWN THE HARDEST!!
STEP INTO MY PARLOR I SAY!! I'M THE SPIDER AND YOUR'E THE FLY!! YOU WILL BE WRAPPED IN MY WEB NO MATTER HOW HARD YOU TRY!! AND ONCE I HAVE BEATEN YOU AND DRAINED YOU OF ALL THAT YOU HAVE TO OFFER, YOU WILL BE TOSSED OVER THE TOP ROPE SO THAT I CAN ONCE AGAIN BE CROWNED ONE HALF OF THE SIN CITY WRESTLING'S BOMSHELL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!! YOU WILL FEED MY NEED!!
Oh yes!! Oh yes in deed, Climax Control is coming... And that means it's time for the titles to come right back where they belong... And it's time for the monsters... YES!!... All of the monsters to have some fun!!... I can't wait!
Au Revoir Tout le monde!!
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Time: September 13, 10:30 PM...
Place: Christchurch, New Zealand… Location: The George Christchurch Hotel, Raynin's suite…
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Night has descended, and there was a soft breeze blowing through the air. While back in the States, summer is ending, and fall is beginning, in New Zealand, it's springtime. The festivals have been in full swing, and there's lots of excitement in the air. And the approach of the talent from Sin City Wrestling was just what was needed to the excitement to overflow in the city. Even though it's been chillier than most would think it would be, everyone wanted to take part in the fun that's been going on through out the city.
They'd just made it to the city of Christchurch the day before, and tried to get the lay of the land, so to speak. They'd found the Canterbury Museum near their hotel and spent the day enjoying some of the citys' art culture, until they'd gone to the nearby Academy of Combat for some training. It had been awesome to see Darknyss walking into the gym, even if she did have to use a walker to do it. She'd been getting stronger and stronger over the past few months, and the doctors had said that she would be done with the walker in a few more months, if not sooner. And to see her make it through half of her kata before her legs finally gave out, made everyone smile. She was a true fighter, and especially with everything that had been happening over the past few months, they'd all known just how strong she was.
Everyone was sitting around in Raynin's hotel room. Dark Tiger was sitting on the couch with Darknyss in his lap, holding their son MJ as he slept. She kisses his forehead and he wraps his arms around her hand, not wanting to let her go.
"I can't believe our little man is almost two years old! We still have to plan his birthday party you know."
Raynin comes in from the other room just as she's making that statement, and she stops by the fridge to grab a bottle of water, and tosses one to Jeremiah and Diamond who are sitting on the loveseat, wrapped up in each other's arms. She cracks the seal on the bottle and takes a big swig before she speaks.
"All I know is, if you try to have that thing at a Chuck E. Cheese, I will find ways to torture you more heinously than that experience will be."
She shudders and shakes her head, her hair flapping side to side in the ponytail she's got it pulled back into. Gothika chuckles as she sips on a bottle that's filled with red.
"I don't get what you're so afraid of that place for. I know it's not the kids. You say you love hanging with the kids. And you love the ball pit even more than the kids do. I know about your dirty little secret hidden in your back room."
Raynin chuckles and shakes her head.
"I swear, it's not a ball pit! It's just one of those inflatable hot tubs that you can buy. I keep the balls in there because... Well... Ok, it's a freakin' ball pit!! But they're awesome!! You can pretend you're swimming in it, and you don't get water everywhere like with the pool... And they don't jack up your water bill either!! But you're right, it's not the kids that's the problem. It's those damned animatronic robot things that sing at you! With those big empty eyes just staring at you and shit... They're so freakin' creepy!!"
She shivers and shakes her head as she sets down her drink and rubs her arms. She leans with one hip against the counter and is about to speak when there's a knock at the door. She looks up and frowns.
"Was anyone expecting company?"
Gothika chuckles and nods towards the door.
"You know who it is. Go let him in."
She walks to the door and smirks as she sees Dmitri standing on the other side of the portal. She crosses her arms and motions for him to come in.
"What took you so long? I expected you'd have been here hours ago."
Dmitri keeps standing in the doorway and frowns down at her. She chuckles and bops herself on the forehead.
"Oh yeah, I forgot... Protocol... Sir Dmitri, would you please come in?"
He rolls his eyes at her and chuckles as he walks into the room and she shuts the door behind him.
"I haven't been called Sir in quite a while. It's good to finally see you again Raynin. Where have you and the others been? I asked Damia over and over again, but she said it wasn't for her to tell me."
Darknyss adjusts herself on her fiancee's lap and sighs as she looks at the vampire.
"It's my fault actually. I asked the girls to come with me to handle a personal matter with my family."
Dmitri frowns and wraps his arms around Gothika's shoulders, kissing her softly.
"I hope everything's alright."
Darknyss nods stands, holding onto her son as she grabs one of her crutches, and walks him over to a nearby crib, laying him down in it gently before pulling the covers over him.
"Yeah, it was crazy as hell though. I got a call from my step father, saying that my mother got bit by a spider on her chest. The spider wasn't venomous, so normally that wouldn't be an emergency, but the bite got infected, and she went to the doctor about it and found out that she had a lump on her breast that the doctor thought might have been cancerous. So we had to fly to Brisbane."
Dmitri frowns and looks from Darknyss to Gothika.
"Brisbane? I thought your parents lived in Detroit."
Darknyss has walked back over to the couch and curls up in Dark Tiger's lap again and nods slowly.
"You're half right. You see, I'm adopted. The Darkks in Detroit are my adoptive parents. My birth parents are from Australia. Which is how Shane Hunt is my brother. The whole story is really long and tedious. Just know, I have two mothers and three fathers, and a whole shit ton of brothers and sisters. The Darkks are a very affectionate pair and they breed like rabbits."
Dark Tiger nods and chuckles.
"Tell me about it. Her sister has had seven kids so far. After the first set of twins, her and Doug just kept popping them out one after another."
Gothika chuckles and shakes her head.
"And here, it was so hard for you and Lady to just have Morgan. I swear, you should be happy she didn't take after her sister, or you'd never be able to do half of the stuff that you do now."
Darknyss shrugs and nuzzles her cheek on Dark Tiger's shoulder.
"I don't know. I mean, yeah, having a lot of kids is a lot of work, but my parents were always happy with each other AND us. Which made us have an awesome childhood. And my sister adores Doug. I mean they're like blissfully happy. So for them to pop out kids like that... it suits them. I don't foresee any issues with them. Just like I don't foresee any issues with you and Raynin regaining the Bombshell Tag Team Titles on Sunday. This should be a cakewalk for the pair of you."
Raynin shrugs and kicks her feet up onto the ottoman, stretching catlike.
"Well, I mean think about it. We're facing only a couple of unknowns. Twisted Sister and Iron Maiden have made a name for themselves in this company as being sick and twisted in the ring. But think about the matches we've had. The cemetery match I was in against Kitty when I first got into the game was BRUTAL! And let's not forget the fact that Gothika here basically lives to sink her fangs into new flesh. I have to admit... Her being with you Dmitri has brought out a brutality from deep inside of her that I haven't seen in a long time. And I like it."
Gothika grins and nods, kissing Dmitri.
"She's right. I'm not the same happy go lucky girl I used to be. Being with you, I've embraced a side of myself that I once used to despise. You've let me see the joys that can come from being a child of the night. And being able to read more of the history of the vampires has helped me come to accept certain aspects of my life I'd been shutting out. I once looked at being a vampire as a curse. But now, I can see it as an opportunity."
She strokes his cheek and looks him in the eyes.
"I can see it as an opportunity for us to do great things. Think about it!! You're the World Champion! And once I become one half of the Bombshell Tag Team Champions, we will be a power couple the likes of which no one has ever seen!!"
Diamond looks at Jeremiah and smirks.
"I remember when we were like that. Looking forward to being the Golden Couple. I know I can't wait to be back in the ring. But what about you?"
Jeremiah blushes and shakes his head.
"I'll tell you about that later... when we're alone in our own room."
Raynin chuckles and throws her hands up in the air.
"All of this lovie dovie shit is getting on my nerves! Can we please go back to talking about our match? Come on people!!!"
Gothika chuckles and nods.
"She's right. I mean think about it. Mel has brought her daughter Athena I into the company. Can you imagine what that kind of situation can bring about?"
Raynin sits up and takes her feet off of the ottoman.
"I mean think about it. Melanie has been our friend for a long time. But Athena has not fully trusted us. She always saw us as the people who were trying to take something from her mom that she always wanted, which was any of the titles she was going after. And you KNOW that since she's got Melanie's Magi blood in her, she's gotta be all kinds of awesome in the ring. But what I am not getting is... She's still just a kid!! There's NO WAY she should be old enough to get in the ring with us..."
Raynin's phone goes off as a text comes in and she frowns down at it.
"Huh... So... I think I just got my answer. It seems it's NOT the Athena we know, but an Athena from a future alternate timeline, and she's cool with us. I guess we all get along in that timeline. Go figure. But still, she's an unkonwn, which makes what we have to do that much harder!!"
Darknyss suddenly sits up, doing a spit take with her water.
"She's what?!!"
Raynin tosses Darknyss her phone so that she can read it herself.
"What in the blue, green and purple hazes?!! Hell, with all of the supernatural shit going on, you'd think something like this wouldn't phase me, but I must say, it's quite a surprise. But I have faith in you two. I know that you're not about to let anyone or anything stand in your way when it comes to these titles."
Diamond tosses Raynin and Gothika a couple of gris gris bags.
"Here. You two sleep with these under your pillows on Saturday night, and when you wake up on Sunday, you will feel like a million bucks!"
Gothika looks down at the bag and frowns.
"What's it supposed to do to us?"
Diamond chuckles and shakes her head.
"Don't worry! Nothing bad! Think of it as magical adrenaline with none of the harmful side affects and all of the benefits. It'll feel like you've just taken a triple shot of five hour energy and drank three espressos once you step into the ring. You will feel like nothing in the world can stop you. And if you play things out the way I'm hoping, then nothing will."
Raynin tucks the bag in her pocket and chuckles.
"Cool. Long as it hits when we're in the ring, and not while I'm like pumping gas or something. The last thing I need is to be so energized I break out in song and dance like I did that time in Toledo..."
Darknyss laughs and nods, pointing at Raynin.
"Oh yeah! That time when people started mistaking you for Selena Gomez, and you got mobbed with people asking you for your autograph until they got closer and saw you weren't her! I never thought someone would actually throw a honeybun at someone just cause THEY made a mistake!"
Raynin crosses her arms and starts to pout.
"I kept telling them I wasn't her. Not MY fault they didn't believe me."
Gothika chuckles and shakes her head.
"Ok... Back to our opponents... Now do you know those new chicks actually thought you were an MMA fighter Ray?"
Raynin chuckles and shakes her head.
"Well, they're not totally off. I do Mixed Martial Arts... But we all know that I'm so much more than just that."
She reaches in her shirt and pulls out her dog tags which she kisses softly before she tucks them back in her shirt. She then pops up to her feet and stands at attention, saluting.
"Lieutenant ############# ########### reporting for duty!!"
Everyone around her looks at each other confused, rubbing their ears. Dark Tiger frowns and shakes his head.
"Did everyone notice that her name was bleeped out for them too?"
Dmitri looks at her confused.
"How did you do that?"
Raynin chuckles and wags a finger at her friends.
"You'd be surprised by the things which the United States government has been able to do. Though how everyone knows about Area Fifty One is a mystery which even the highest levels of government hasn't been able to figure out. But back to talking about these new girls... I'm not worried about them. If they believe that all I am is just an MMA fighter, then once they meet The Other, it'll be a nice little surprise for them. Oh, by the way... Will this little piece of magic work on everyone in me, or just me? The Other wants to know what to expect."
Diamond nods and points at the bag.
"I took into account your multiple personalities. It works on the body, not the mind controlling it. So any of you that are in control during the match will get the affects. I promise. Nothing bad will happen. You won't like grow an extra arm, or suddenly sprout wings out of your ears."
Gothika nods and tucks the pouch in her bra.
"Good. Because the last time we had one of those negative side effects, it cost us the titles."
Raynin stands and shakes her head, stretching a bit.
"Ok, I know what you all are about to do, so I'm heading to the other room for some shut eye. I know, we've got lots of training to do tomorrow, and I for one need to make sure I'm ready for it. I'll see you guys in the morning."
Darknyss , Dark Tiger, Jeremiah, and Diamond all wave and start to stand as well. Dark Tiger goes and picks up the baby's crib, carrying it and their son in his arms as they head towards the door. Darknyss waves as they all head out, leaving Gothika and Dmitri on the sofa by themselves. He looks at her and she doesn't say a word. She stands and takes his hand, pulling him towards the bedroom as the scene fades out.
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