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Event: Climax Control... 11-20-11
Venue: Centennial Hills Community Center, Las Vegas, NV
Match: Parking Lot Brawl
Opponent: Angelica
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Come One, Come All!! Hurry! Hurry!! Step right up and see the bout the world is anticipating the most!! It's sure to be a battle of Epic proportions!! Raynin Versus Angelica... Parking Lot Brawl!! You can see it one place and one place only... Sin City Wrestling!! At the Centennial Hills Community Center in beautiful Las Vegas, Nevada!!... But before then, Raynin is preparing herself in what most might consider a very unusual way. When most might be out training with their trainers and goign to the gym, Raynin is off doing... other things. What's she doing?... Let's find out...
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Definitions of ” MOTIVATION"
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1. the act or an instance of motivating, or providing with a reason to act in a certain way: Synonyms: motive, inspiration, inducement, cause, impetus.
2. the state or condition of being motivated:
3. something that motivates; inducement; incentive:
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Time: November 7, 2011, 10:30 PM...
Place: Las Vegas, Nevada... Just off the Strip... Outside of Club Gazzmic...
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The spot is jumpin'! Everyone's all ready cause it's Mojito Monday and those drinks are two bucks a pop, and ladies drink half off until one in the morning! The line's already curved back down the block! They've been nice and put up speakers outside of the building so even if you're outside in line, you can still enjoy yourself. The ladies are dressed to impress and they know it... The guys are in their best and they're showin' it... There's bling everywhere the eye can see, and even outside, people can't help but move their bodies to the beat of the music that's playing.
She's standing about half way through the line and is looking a bit bored. It's been a while since she'd been to a club because she hadn't had anyone that she really wanted to go dancing with. She's leaning against the wall and is playing a fighting game on her iPhone. It looks a little like SoulBlade, but from the distance, you can't be sure. As you take in the sight of her standing there, you can't help but be impressed. She's looking so good, it's one of those moments where you have to start at the bottom and work your way up to the top... slowly.
She's wearing black strappy sandals, and her toes are painted a deep red color. Her legs are tanned to the color of molten hot butterscotch, and look so inviting that you just want to reach out and touch them. Around her ankle, she's got a diamond tennis anklet that catches the light as she leans against the wall, shaking her ankle slowly to the beat of the music. Above the anklet, there's nothing but smooth skin until you come to just a few inches below her behind where the hem of her dress begins. The skin tight black fabric of the dress shows off the swells of her butt and her hips as she reaches down with a hand really quickly and gives the hem a little tug down as a breeze touches somewhere she normally wouldn't expect to feel anything. The dress is short enough that you can't help to try and check to see if you can see a hint of panty, but the aura emanating from her body lets you know that if you try, you'll probably be picking up more than just your teeth up from off of the sidewalk. The sides of the dress between the hips to just below the swells of the bodice, the dress is just thin straps that cling to her waist and show way more skin than it covers. There's a single strap of fabric that goes down the front and back of the dress connecting the bodice to the skirt. She wiggles her hips a bit as a song she likes plays over the speakers and it's like your eyes are glued to her moving body. She spins a bit and crosses her legs again and you can see the front of the dress comes together and is gathered bandeau style at the center of the bodice, making her cleavage very prominent. There's a rhinestone band at the center, and the black straps going up her shoulders are studded with rhinestones as well. Dangling between her breasts from a single silver chain is a black crystal heart surrounded by diamonds, and the matching bracelet and earrings in her ears are catching the light like crazy. Her hair is curled and sways in the light breeze gently and looks so touchable and soft that you just want to run your fingers through it. Her lips have a soft dark rose hint of color with gloss that makes them look like they've just been kissed and kissed hard. Every inch of her upper body that can be seen has been dusted with very fine gold body glitter, making her skin seem to glisten and catch the light... All in all, the look is breathtaking and heart-stopping, even as she leans against the wall looking bored.
She stands up and looks further up the line at the front door and sighs as she pauses her game and goes to the messages app. She types out a quick message.
'Hey, it's Raynin. Am outside. Can't get in, line's 2 long.'
She goes back to playing her game as she waits for a reply and when it comes, sighs softly.
'HAHA!! How long U been waitin'? U don't wait, go 2 the front. Sending somebody 2 get U'
She rolls her eyes and straightens her dress, then starts to walk up to the front of the line. As she's walking, she's getting catcalls and whistles from guys who are in the line and she ignores them, until one guy gets adventurous and reaches out and grabs her behind.
"Oh yeah... That's ass is TIGHT!!! Come on and stand with me baby and I'll... UUURRRRKKKK!!!"
He doesn't get to finish his statement because Raynin has grabbed his hand and twisted it backward, reaching out with her other hand and chopping him in the throat in a move so quick, all you see is her pulling back to continue walking on. She puts a finger on his forehead and pushes him backward, making him stagger.
"YOU don't get to TOUCH ME you worthless piece of FILTH!!!"
The guy looks shocked as he gasps for breath. He stands there, his hands to his throat, floundering as he coughs and leans over trying to catch his breath. The women around him start to clap and cheer for Raynin, yelling their thanks as he's apparently been harassing anything in a skirt. She holds up two fingers and nods before she continues walking towards the front of the line and sighs, shaking her head as she flips her hair back over her shoulder.
"Man, I tell ya'... Some guys always think that just cause a chick is in a short skirt, or cleans up well that she's a ho or somethin'. My Daddy always used to say, 'don't make assumptions... because you end up making an ass out of you... and umption.' Sage wisdom to live by these days. And wisdom that certain folks need to take to heart in Sin City Wrestling."
She stops and leans forward at the waist, adjusting the ankle bracelet and the strap on one of her shoes. As she does, behind her she hears a guy scream out...
"GREAT GOOGLY MOOGLY!! LOOK AT THAT!! IT'S A SIGHT STRAIGHT FROM HEAVEN ITSELF!!"
She turns to look behind her and a buy is standing there, looking her up and down like she's a piece of meat and she shakes her head slowly before she stands, tossing her hair back into place and continuing her stroll back towards the head of the line.
"I'm surprised about one thing really... My opponent for Climax Control... She claims to not be underestimating me, but that's exactly what she's done. She's more hung up on what Darknyss had to say to me than... well... ME!"
Raynin laughs and shakes her head slowly.
"But then, I rather enjoy it when I'm underestimated. She can look at me and think that I'm a pushover because I came right into a match and quote, unquote, sneak attacked her... But at Climax Control, there will be no such things as sneak attacks. It will be she and I... face to face, one on one, not in a squared circle where all she has to worry about is being tossed over the top rope or maybe being hit with a really hard clothesline, but instead in a Parking Lot Brawl where there's nothing to pad your impact on the cold, hard concrete. This is the kind of match where the Women are filtered out from the little girls... where Bombshells are distinguished from duds... Where Raynin steps up and shows that she's one of the top females in this company, and takes her place among the Bombshell Elites, and Angelica is forced to run back to her little boyfriend and try to bat her eyelashes to get another shot by spreading her legs again."
She checks her nails and frowns as she realizes the one thing she didn't do was go and get a manicure, then shrugs as she keeps walking, her hips swaying slowly.
"The one thing I don't get is how she can come out and say with a straight face that she's not a whore... Angelica flat out STATED that the way she got into the Bombshell Gauntlet match was by sleeping her way to get there... What does that make you? A dag blasted SAINT??!! I don't think so... A whore is a whore... you sleep with men for money or possible financial gain... you're a whore. You can call it whatever you want... Girlfriend for hire... Sexual consultant... Escort with benefits... A ho is a ho is a ho! I could SEE if you were going around like a virgin in fear of your virtue wearing a chastity belt and trying to wrestle with your knees chained together cause you wanted to make sure no one could even pretend to think that you were anything else... But when you ADMIT that you did whorish things... BRAG about it... FLAUNT IT ABOUT... Well then girl... that makes you a whore. You can't say you're a whore one minute, then turn around and claim that you're not the next... What do that call that in political terms again... oh yeah... A Bill Clinton statement... you know, and his whole, 'I did not inhale' and 'I did not sleep with that women even though she may have sucked my cock a little bit...' kind of statement. You can't flip flop on this... Either you did it and you're a ho, or you didn't and you're a liar. Either way, I've got about as much respect for you out of the ring as I do the gum on my shoe."
She lifts her arms over her shoulders and stretches with a yawn.
"In the ring... Well, you did hold your own against a couple of those chick, but I can't say I respect you in the ring yet, cause you still haven't proven yourself to ME personally! But we shall see how long you last when we're in the middle of that parking lot. But the thing you have to realize is... this is what I've spent years training for. This is what I made my living doing. And it's not just in the middle of a parking lot with a referee waiting to count you out. You may have had training in a gym, sparring with some blonde chick name Tammy, or Ashley... But I did my training in the most intense of ways. The back alleys of Afghanistan... buildings in ruin from bomb blasts... having to watch where you step and fall for fear of activating a stray landmine... Mumbai, where if you lose the person may just cut your head off and wear your teeth as a trophy... The jungles of Brazil where if the guerrilla fighters don't kill you, the wildlife just might... THAT'S where I did MY training for this kind of match!! It wasn't for glory, it wasn't for fun, it wasn't to win a belt... It was to save lives and hell, just to fuckin' SURVIVE that I fought. You think you're so bad... Hell, I'm worse than a fuckin' DEMON in these kinds of matches, because I don't fight just to win. I fight to SURVIVE! I fight as if if you DON'T win, your life is in danger, and losing equals DEATH!!! You have NO IDEA what kind of a fight that can be!! But soon... very soon you will. And once your eyes have finally been opened to that kind of a fight... Hell, if you make it through even five MINUTES of that kind of a fight... maybe... just maybe I'll begin to respect your abilities. But until then... you're just another deluded little girl."
She finally makes it to the head of the line and steps up to the bouncer who has his back turned and is talking to someone inside of the door. She reaches out and taps the bouncer on the shoulder who turns around and looks her up and down and laughs.
"Sheeit, ain'tchoo cold, gurl?"
Raynin smiles sweetly and cocks her head to the side.
"Actually, now that I'm outta line, I'm freezin' my tits off. Look, my friends are already inside. They told me that my name should be on the list."
The bouncer crosses his arms and looks her up and down and chuckles.
"Yeah, that's what they all say. That cat about for heads back keeps sayin' he's the Prince of Persia. There's a blonde chick who kept sayin' she was Paris Hilton, sayin' everything was hot, but you could tell she was no Paris Hilton. And then, there's this weird old guy who kept hittin' on the girls in line and struttin' back and forth like a peacock and sayin' he was gonna buy this club if I didn't let him in and have me fired..."
From the further back in the line you hear a deep male voice which kinda sounds familiar yell out...
"YOU'RE FFFIIIRRREEEDD!!!"
Raynin looks around confused and frowns as the bouncer shakes his head and chuckles.
"Look gurlie... I hate to say it cause you are lookin' kinda fine right about now but... There ain't no list, and there ain't no gettin' in unless you make it through the line."
Just then, a familiar feminine voice calls out from the shadows of the doorway to the club.
"Don't worry Clarence. She's with me."
Raynin looks up and sees Darknyss come stepping out of the club. She's wearing a black lace dress that's damned near see through. Beneath which she's got a strapless bra. The skirt is a little less opaque, but you can see the outline of a thong and the flash of her skin underneath. The arms are full and flair out from elbow to wrist, and her arms are decked out with silver bangles. She's wearing black thigh high leather boots and there's a black leather choker decked out with rhinestones around her throat. Her hair is hanging down her back in loose waves and there's purple streaks in the front of it's curls. She smiles as the bouncer takes her hand and kisses the back of it gently.
"Had I known she was here with you, I'd have let her in with no questions Lady."
Raynin looks from the bouncer to Darknyss, then back to the bouncer and back to Darknyss again, holding up a finger looking confused.
"Wait a minute!! How did you??..."
Darknyss shrugs and winks.
"Ancient Chinese Secret. I'll tell you about it later. Come on, the spot is on fire tonight!! Let's go dance!!"
Darknyss grabs Raynin's hand and pulls her into the club giggling as the scene fades out.
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Time: November 8, 2011... 1:50 AM
Place: Las Vegas, Nevada... Just off the Strip... Inside of Club Gazzmic...
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The party is still going strong, even though it's almost 2 in the morning. The DJ's been spinnin' the hot tracks that keeps the bodies in motion. The dance floor has been packed from opening with folks from the moment the doors opened, and the intensity isn't letting up. The lights are bouncing everywhere, and people are doing the same, all having an awesome time. Smack dab in the center of the crush of bodies are the group from Sin City Wrestling. Darknyss an Raynin are moving to the music, looking like they get paid to dance.
Raynin motions that she wants to get a drink, and she and Darknyss head off the dancefloor towards the VIP room in the back. They grab a couple of bottles of water and sit down on a couch, breathing heavily. Raynin is grinning from ear to ear.
"MAN!! I haven't done something like this in so long!!"
Darknyss chuckles and takes a sip of her water.
"I try to do it at least once a week. Helps keep my cardio up and it's fun to do."
Raynin chuckles and shakes her head, sighing heavily.
"So, how did you end up here tonight?"
Darknyss grins and shrugs.
"Claire and I go way back. She did my make up when I was in GXW. She saw me and told me about tonight and asked where we should go, and I mentioned this place. A friend of mine owns it."
Raynin nods slowly and leans forward a bit.
"Did you also come so you could talk to me cause I didn't call you back?"
Darknyss throws her head back and laughs.
"Ok, you got me. Guilty. I just thought it would make you feel less intimidated if you saw me like this, and not as like I'm the Great and powerful Oz kind of situation. Look, I'm here to make you an offer. Let me take you under my wing. Show you some things... You're awesome in the ring, but you're too controlled... You need to let loose... let your hair down... Mix things up a bit. And I can show you how to do just that."
Raynin cocks her head to the side and chuckles.
"Does this have anything to do with Angelica being my opponent at Climax Control?"
Darknyss chuckles and nods slowly.
"Ok, that too. I just can't stand the copycattin' little ho. Look, the offer's on the table. You just let me know."
Darknyss jumps back up as the music changes and dances her way back off to the dancefloor, leaving Raynin to sit and think about things as the scene fades out.
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