Event: Climax Control... April 8, 2012
Venue: Stade Pierre de Coubertin... Paris, France
Match: BOMBSHELL TAG-TEAM MATCH
Opponent: (vs) VIXEN and COOKIE S'MORES
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The days are finally getting warmer and longer, and things are beating up in the world of professional wrestling. The Superstars and Bombshells of the Sin City Wrestling have been invited to put on an event overseas, in none other than the city of love, gay Paris!!! The Angels of the Fallen are up for tag team action against the woman that Raynin had pinned until Misty decided to interrupt the match, and a woman that Raynin was able to defeat in the past. Will the pair of Vixen and Cookie S'mores be the dynamic duo and able to overcome the Angelic Ones? Or will the Fallen be able to do what they've set out to do and dominate the competition and send the pair ona hellish ride they won't soon forget? Let's find out...
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Definitions of ”SEXY"
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1. Sexually attractive or exciting.
2. Sexually aroused.
3. sexually suggestive or stimulating.
4. Arousing or tending to arouse sexual desire or interest.
5. Highly appealing or interesting and attractive.
6. provoking or intended to provoke sexual interest.
7. feeling sexual interest or aroused.
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Time: April 2, 2012, 7:30 PM...
Place: Paris, France... On the runway of the airport...
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It's early in the morning as the trio's plane lands in the Charles De Gaulle International Airport. They were accompanied by their friend and Darknyss's former tag team partner, Diamond. The private jet they'd come in taxied on the runway, trundling along slowly as Raynin looks out the window curiously.
"I have to admit, this was a much better flight to Paris then my last one. Last time it was just a layover on a military flight. I so wanted to be able to walk around the city and see the sights like the Eiffel Tower, but officially I was never here."
Diamond chuckles and shakes her hea slowly.
"Let me guess... It was one of those times that you can't tell us about or you'll have to kill us kind of situations, right? Oh MAN!! You have one crazy past girl. But then, I think we all do. The one with the least amount of craziness outside of the wrestling world is Darknyss, and she went through so much drama, she could write a book!!"
Darknyss throws her head back and laughs.
"So I grew up in a basically well adjusted family home. So what?! Doesn't mean a damned thing. I'm still right here and just as nutty as the res of you nutballs with cheese."
The others laugh along with Darknyss and Raynin can't help but join in. She sobers quickly though and turns back to Diamond.
"So, I still can't believe you got us this private jet!!! It's not yours, so how did you get your hands on it?"
Darknyss chuckles and reaches out to tap Raynin on the shoulder.
"How do you think she got it? She pulled a 'Thriller' on the guy that owns it."
Raynin frowns and looks between her friend's faces.
"A 'Thriller'? What in the hell is a 'Thriller'? I swear, sometimes you guys leave menso confused."
The others all laugh and Diamond shrugs her shoulders.
"Don't feel bad. They confuse the heck outta me sometimes too. A 'Thriller' is what they call it when I put a zombie spell on somebody. And for you information my so called friends... I didn't have to zombie-fy anyone to get us this jet. I was coming to Paris for a meeting with a designer who wants a big wrestling name to model for his fall line, and when he offered his jet, I simply asked if I could bring you all along. Now, it will cost you a day to come and model with me, but who wouldn't want to be a supermodel for a day?!! And IF he should ask you to do the line with me, then you can thank me later by showering me with thank you's and compliments."
Darknyss smiles and nods as the plane finally taxis to a stop.
"Fair enough. Though something tells me that your designer isn't ready for a supermodel of my obvious stature."
She grins and flexes her muscles and winks as the flight attendants flip on the sign stating it was safe to unbuckle their safety belts. The friends stand and start pulling out their carry-ons, still chatting away. Raynin puts a hand on Diamond's shoulder to get he attention.
"Speaking of the big magical elephant in the middle of the plane that no one is wanting to mention right now... I thought that little magic trick you had Gothika throw in Misty's face was supposed to do something more to her than just give her the desire to stick her nose in our affairs."
Diamond shrugs her shoulders and pulls down her last carry-on.
"I don't know what happened. Those kinds of spells are tricky to control as they're more open ended."
Raynin lifts an eyebrow as everyone starts to disembark from the plane. She keeps in step with Diamond as they head for the terminal and the customs area.
"What does that mean, open ended?"
Diamond takes a deep breath and lets it out loudly.
"It means that the person crafting the spell doesn't set a clear end. The person the spell is worked on ends up causing the final outcome of the spell. It's not like a spell to cause warts, which has the final outcome clearly stated, which is the warts. That spell was supposed to pull out all of her hidden shit to light. And from the huge crater she lef of her fiancée's heart during her wedding, something tells me she's got ALOT of skeletons biding in her closet she's been afraid to let anyone know about. We didn't know she had that much rage and deceit inside of her. Hell, she's as bad as that Kittie chick."
The four friends enter into the building and make their way towards customs. As Raynin steps up to the counter and pulls out her passport, she suddenly gets a tingling feeling running down the back of her neck. She stands up quickly and looks around, frowning. She looks over at Gothika who has already removed her customary black leather trench coat and placed it on the conveyor belt to go through the x-ray machine. When the custom's agent motions for her to remove her corset as well, she frowns and suddenly a string of absolutely fluent french comes flying out of her mouth. Raynin's jaw drops and Darknyss just chuckles and shrugs. Raynin's so engrossed in what's happening with Gothika that she doesn't realize that the custom's agent is trying to get her attention until he snaps his fingers in her face. Her reaction is one of complete instinct, and as soon as she realizes something is in her face, she's grabbed the guy's finger and has twisted him around in a thumb lock and he's shrieking at the top of his lungs.
"Aaahh!! Mon Dieu!! Oh merde! Aide! Elle a mon doigt! My finger!! Laissez-moi aller! Let me go!! S'il vous plaît laissez-le aller! Please!! Please please let it go!!"
Other security agents come flying over and Raynin quickly lets the man go, holding her hands up, looking innocent.
"Wait! Wait, wait, wait!! I didn't mean it!! I did it on instinct!! He put his hand in my face!! He should know better than to put his hand in the face of a wrestler!!"
Upon hearing this, the agent opens Raynin's carry-on back and sees the SCW Bombshell champion siting on top of a chane of clothing and looks up suddenly and looks from the passport and back up to Raynin with a look of shock.
"Aahh!! Zut Alors!! C'est elle! I mean... Je veux dire, vous êtes son! You're her!! I mean... Vous êtes... You are Raynin! Et c'est Gothika ... elle est Darknyss ... You are Zee Fallen!! Aahh!! I am a, how do you call it... I am a fan! I already 'ave my teeket for zee show!"
Raynin looks around and chuckles as the customs agent reverently pulls out the title belt, holding it as if it were a delicate and fragile Faberge egg. He holds it up and starts to stroke it slowly.
"AAhh!! Je m'appel Anton... My name is Anton. I 'ave dreamed of one day 'aving zee pleasure of meeting a wrestling champion!"
Raynin nods slowly and walks over to the man, taking the title from him and placing it back in her bag.
"Well, thank you. I'm always happy to meet a fellow fan of wrestling. I'm just the last person who was lucky enough to have the chance to have a title shot and win it. Well, since you know who we are, do you think you can talk to your friend over there who is harassing Gothika so we can get through customs without being stripped searched?"
She looks over at Gothika who is glaring at the customs agent that has made her remove her corset and her patent leather top and she's left standing there in her black lace bustier and patent leather pants as he waves a wand around her body and it goes off. From the look in the man's eyes, you can tell that he's probably just making the beeping noises himself. She chuckles as a string of curses in french come running off of Gothika's tongue like she was born in France heself. Anton waves his hands in the air and nods quickly.
"Mais bien sûr!! Bien sûr! Un moment s'il vous plaît ..."
He turns around and whistles through his fingers to the agent that is harassing Gothika.
"Haa! Louis! Laissez-la tranquille et la laisser passer! Elle est avec la compagnie de catch! She eess one of zee wrestlers!!! Leave her alone!!"
The agent looks from Anton and back to Gothika and his jaw drops as Gothika suddenly hisses and her fangs spring from no where. He jumps back and starts apologizing quickly and handing Gothika her clothing. Anton just squeals like a little girl and starts bouncing from foot to foot with excitement!!"
"Aahh! C'est magnifique! Do you think that you all could say, do a... how do you say... a spot? Right now and talk about your upcoming match against Cookie S'mores and Vixen?"
Raynin nods slowly and shrugs.
"I think that we could do a little somethin' somethin'."
Diamond collects the trio's things and the three Angels of the Fallen come together and stand one beside the other. Raynin steps up first and looks around at the people who have gathered around the customs area to listen.
"You know, it's so great to see that there are at least few people out there who have taste. they want to hear what the Angels of the Fallen have to say. they haven't been caught up by the flashy clothes, and the displayed tits and ass of the competition... They haven't been waylaid by the throwing of candy wrappers and munching of pie... They're honed in on the plain and simple fact of good wrestling."
Gothika steps forward and she finally speaks for us all to hear.
"I've always been a woman of few words. I have always let my actions do the speaking for me. Some people see me as just backup. But they seem to have forgotten the fact that I in my own riht am a fighter. I'm what they all aspire to be. Everything that they are hoping to accomplish in the Sin City Wrestling, I have done time and time again in other companies. Cookie thinks she intimidates because of he size... i intimidate because of my skill. Vixen thinks that because she's fought a few battles tha she can overcome and win a war... Well she's got another think coming. Step up to the Fallen and you will get smacked down straight into the bowels of hell."
Raynin chuckles and shakes her head.
"Wow... how am I to compete with a statement such as that one? Look... I'm the Champion because I've got the chops to be the champ. I don't back down from a battle. And even when you knock me down, I keep on coming. I don't stop. I won't stop. I can't stop. It's not in my nature to stop. I'm like the energizer freakin' bunny in the ring. I don't understand the meaning of the word quit. and every match I have is a challenge. It's like i'm always on the hunt for this title, even when I have it around my waist. So Vixen, Cookie... I know you may think, 'oh, this is just another tag team match, they're gonna be slack and lacksidaisical about it, but that's where you're wrong. there IS not down time or me where wrestling is concerned. So expect a fight when we step into the ring. It will be business as usual, which will mean jus like before, I'll hit you and you'll be laid out. PERIOD!"
Diamond looks at he watch and signals to the trio that it's time to leave as the scene fades out.
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