Raynin, Climax Control RP 1
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Event: Sin City Wrestling’s Weekly Episodic Show, Climax Control
DATE: Sunday, 11/1/2015
Place: Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic
Venue: Palacio de los Deportes Virgilio Travieso Soto
Match: GOING FOR THE GOLD TOURNAMENT - 1ST ROUND - SINGLES MATCH
Opponent:   VS. VERONICA TAYLOR
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Wow!! Who'd have thought that Team Hero would want to win the Tag Team Titles so much, that they would go to the lengths that they did in the match against our beloved Angels of the Fallen? I know I sure didn't. Or could it have been something more caused the Angels to be off of their game? Whatever it is, things are changing around the locker room. The absence of Darknyss is being felt by many, and concern is growing for the safety of everyone, and the sanity of the Angels of the Fallen. One Angel in particular bears EXTRA watching, as we know already that her sanity is suspect. As things become more and more intense and heated, the bonds of sanity get less and less with the Rebellious One. Will The Other take over completely, and trap her once more in the maze of mirrors she calls her mind? Will one of The Numbers step up and try to take control? Will the stress and strain of the loss of the Tag Team Titles prove to be too much? OR... will the possibility of getting a shot to grab a hold to the Bombshell World Championship, and get revenge for the loss that was handed to her by Mikah be just what the doctor ordered to keep her sanity in check? Let's see what happens as things progress in the Life of the Warrior Angel, shall we?…
 
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The night of an event, the arena always feels so full. It's hustling and bustling with activity, as stagehands try to work at the speed of light to get things ready for the crowds of people that are going to fill the seats. The vendors are always frantically trying to get things prepared, and the concession stand area fills with the smells of hot sugar and cinnamon from pretzels, the sugary sweet smell of cotton candy and candied apples being prepared, the oregano filled Italian bite of pizza sauce being warmed, and of course, the cumin filled scent of chili being cooked for chili dogs... All covered with the underlying smell of grease. She could practically hear her stomach rumbling and hear her arteries clogging, just thinking about it. But that was just the beginning of the excitement. Once the fans start coming in, the air fills with the various smells of sweat and cologne, and adrenaline rush of excitement that pours out of everyone in the audience. People wonder how it is that their favorite wrestler knows that they're cheering for them when they can't see their faces. For her, she can feel the excitement. She can smell it. She can taste the intensity of the emotions of her fans on the air as she stands in the ring. Just as right at this very moment, she could feel the absence of it.
She was standing in the middle of the arena, looking out at the empty stands. She was dressed in a pair of dark blue jeans, and she had her black leather jacket on, unzipped to reveal a dark blue scoop necked t-shirt which hung just low enough to give a glimpse of cleavage. Her hair was hanging loose around her shoulders and she had one hand on her hip as she slowly spun around, looking out over the emptiness. She was reflecting on everything that had happened over the past few days, and how it was making her feel...
Last night, everything was supposed to be magical. She and her friends were supposed to stand victorious, with their feet upon the necks of Team Hero, and they were supposed to be walking out of this very arena, having the Tag Team Titles securely around their waists, and having life return to normal. It was almost what happened....
But almost only means something in horseshoes and lawn darts.
She knew that hind sight isn't worth a hill of beans, but she couldn't help looking back over what happened.
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**********  WARNING!!  **********
 
The following scenes contain content which is extremely graphic in nature.  If you are squeamish, have a weak stomach, are faint of heart, or are eating, I'd suggest waiting until you have something to settle your stomach before continuing.  If you're easily frightened, then... well, you're a punk ass sissy and shouldn't be going any further.  
 
The next scenes are from the October 18, 2015 airing of the Sin City Wresting’s Pay Per View Show, High Stakes V. They were not shown due to time constraints, and the graphic nature fo the scenes. Parental discretion is advised.
 
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The scene comes back in with the Angels of the Fallen, and the Men of R.O.A.R. sitting in their dressing room. Everyone’s silent and trying not to talk about the elephant in the room. Dark Tiger takes a deep breath, and lets it out slowly, then finally speaks.
<color=orange>Dark Tiger: â€Ok… I’m gonna say what you all are thinking… Yes, Zatanya is still in the hospital. Yes, she’s currently in a coma, but the doctors say that her condition is improving daily. Yes, she has suffered greatly at the hands of my daughter, as has my son, who is also still in the NICU, but there’s nothing any of us can do about any of this, but pray, which is what I’m doing every moment of the day. Yes, I wish I was still in Las Vegas instead of where I’m at right now, but she wouldn’t want me to walk away from this! So, please… somebody… SAY SOMETHING!!!"
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Gothika lifts her head up slowly and her eyes are cold as ice.
<color=scarlet>Gothika: “You know your daughter is going to have to answer for what she’s done." </color>
He shakes his head and throws his hands up in the air.
<color=orange>Dark Tiger: “Of course I know it. All I ask is… She walks out of whatever happens alive."</color>
Diamond lifts an eyebrow as she looks at Dark Tiger.
<color=cornflowerblue>Diamond: “Oh, she’ll live. She’ll live a long, and healthy life. But while she’s going through what we plan on doing to her… She’ll pray for death! NO ONE does what she did to an Angel and gets away with it! NO ONE!!"</color>
There’s a knock at the door, and Raynin stands up. Her face is deadpan calm as she moves. She takes a few steps towards the door, then turns and speaks to Dark Tiger.
<color=gold>Raynin: “So, I guess this means we get to go play. I’m sorry in advance, DT… But just know… This is all personal, and not business. Don’t worry… We won’t hurt her too badly. Promise." </color>
She turns back to the door and walks over to it slowly. When she opens the door, she doesn’t see anyone, but across the hall, leaning against the wall on the floor, is a plate of cookies and a card. She walks over and picks up the plate and card, bringing it into the room, and places the plate on the coffee table before she opens the note. Inside, it reads…
I’m sorry that you’re sad, I’m sorry that you’re blue.
But there’s nothing to worry about, you’ve got a teddy with you.
There’s nothing to be fearful of, there’s no reason to fret,
When you’ve got a teddy with you, you’re as safe as you can get.
Hello Raynin,
I don’t want you to worry about Darknyss and her son. The Teddies are on the case. We’ll make sure she’s ok.
XoXo,
Angel
She looked up and smiled softly, as single tear rolling down her face, then passed the card around for everyone to see.
<color=gold>Raynin: “It seems we’ve made more of an impact on this company than we realized."</color>
She stands up and smirks down at her friends, who then stand up with her.
<color=gold>Raynin: “Let’s go make another… Shall we?"</color>
The three women don’t say another word, and walk out of the door, leaving Big Tiger and Dark Tiger, watching them walk away. Big Tiger whistles and shakes his head slowly.
<color=lightgreen>"Big Tiger" Jeremiah Hardin: “Poor cuz… I was hoping to get the chance to know her too… But as mad as they are… I’m just glad I’m not Christiana…"</color>
Dark Tiger looks at his nephew, and shakes his head.
<color=orange>Dark Tiger: “She better just be happy Darknyss is in the coma... Or you KNOW what's about to happen would have been that much worse..."</color>
Dark Tiger leans forward and pulls out his phone, looking at it as if willing it to ring with an update, then puts his head in his hands, and roars in frustration. Big Tiger reaches out and puts a hand on his shoulder as the scene cuts to commercial.
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The scene comes back in with Christiana, walking through the backstage area. She’s looking around nervously as she moves through the hallways, keeping one eye out over her shoulder. She stops by the refreshments table, and picks up a bottle of water, holding onto it with both hands as she turns around and leans a hip against the table. One of the hair stylists goes walking by with a friend, and they’re chatting, but when they see Christiana, they stop talking quickly, then give her a wide berth as they walk around her, looking at her as if she had something on her face. She sees this, and immediately gets pissed, and walks up to the hair stylist, tapping her on the shoulder.
<color=hotpink>Christiana: “What? Do I have something on my face or something? You got something you wanna say to me?"</color>
The hair stylist shakes her head quickly, then backs away. She stammers out a single comment.
<color=light green>Betty, the Stylist: “No, it’s just… Well, we heard you were a dead woman walking, so… “</color>
Upon hearing this, Christiana’s face turns white as a sheet… The stylist grabs her friend’s arm and starts to pull her off down the corridor as Christiana pulls out her cell phone and starts texting someone. She sends the text, and sighs heavily, running her hand through her hair for a moment before she starts off back down the corridor. She gets all of about ten feet down the corridor, when suddenly, a black hood is slipped over her head quickly. She barely has time to shriek before the scene cuts to black.
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The scene comes back in, down in the boiler room of the building. Christiana is seen, hanging by her wrists from a chain attached to a hook, dangling from the ceiling. The black hood is gone from her head, but she’s semi conscious, and her eyes are glazed. A bucket of water is thrown over her, and she starts awake, screaming and cussing up a storm.
<color=hotpink>Christiana: “SON OF A BITCH!! THAT’S COLD!! LET ME GO!! WHEN I GET FREE, I’M GONNA..."</color>
She shakes her drenched hair out of her eyes and she can finally see again, and as soon as she sees who has her, she gasps and shuts up quickly. She blinks the water that’s dripping down her face from her eyes, and she bites her bottom lip gently.
<color=hotpink>Christiana: “Look, I know you’re mad at me, but… I swear… I didn’t mean to do it!!"</color>
The shot pulls back, and we see that standing in front of Christiana are the three Angels of the Fallen. They all have their arms crossed over their chests, and they’re staring at her with barely contained, righteous fury in their eyes. They don't speak a word, but Christiana says lots of them, as they keep staring in judgment of her.
<color=hotpink>Christiana: “Fine!! You bitches wanna be mad at me, then be mad!! I don't care!! It's not my fault! Well, maybe it is, but.. Fuck it!! I don't give a fuck!! You bitches ain't shit to me, you hear? All you are to me are just the bitches who help the bitch who took my father from me! You're all nothing to me! You hear me?!! NOTHING!!"</color>
Gothika steps up to her and strokes her cheek gently before she smiles, letting her fangs extend slowly.
<color=scarlet>Gothika: “You put on a good front... But you know you're upset with yourself. You know that you did something so wrong... Even your own heart can't deny it. I can see It in your eyes. I can smell it on your skin.... The flavor of your sorrow... It's like the soft scent of honey on the breeze to me. You put on a good front... But you know you did wrong, and your whole body is screaming for penance. You want to be chastised, but you're afraid of what will happen." </color>
Christiana pushes her chin out and shakes her head slowly.
<color=hotpink>Christiana: “I ain't afraid of shit!! Least of all you three fake ass witch wannabes!! You wanna do some crazy ass stunt to me? Go on! Do it! Just stop beatin' around the fuckin' bush about it!!"</color>
As Christiana is speaking, she can't stop looking at Gothika's fangs, and her voice is wavering through her entire tirade. Gothika chuckles and hisses, and Christiana squeaks and tries to pull herself away from Gothika who starts snapping her teeth at her, toying with her. Gothika finally steps right up in Christiana's face, holding her cheeks, making her lips push out in a strange fish faced pucker.
<color=scarlet>Gothika: “Awww, you talk a big game, Christiana... But, unlike us... You have yet to back up anything that you say. Everything you've said... Everything you've done... it's all been based on lies and deceptions. You came here with no other purpose than to hurt people. You deceived your father... You lied to him about who you were and who your mother was. You attacked our friend and fellow Angel, and you almost killed your little brother... You cause all of us so much worry that you cost Raynin and myself the Championships... What did you expect to have happen? Did you think that you could just walk away from everything you did, and not be held accountable?" </color>
Raynin's eyes turn that reptilian red color, and she runs forward and slaps Christiana with a backhand slap across the stomach, making the young girl's body bounce in the chains as she struggles to get the air back in her lungs. The Other has taken over, and it is pissed off...
<color=ice blue>The Other: “You cosssssst usssss the Little Presciousssssss!! Do you have any idea how much time and effort we sssssspent trying to get thingsssss jussssst the way we wanted them?!! How much it meant for ussssss to be the Bombshell Tag Team Championsssss? And you causssssssed ussssss to lossssse to a copule of LARP'ERSSSSS??!!!! LARP'ERSSSSSS!!!!."</color>
Christiana gasps as she catches her breath for a moment, then she smirks and starts to laugh and cough.
<color=hotpink>Christiana: “Yeah, that was pretty fuckin' funny. And here, I didn't think I could rattle you bitches so much!! It seems I got under your skin!"</color>
Raynin gets back under control again and she shakes her head, then points at Christiana with a pitied look.
<color=gold>Raynin: “This is for your own good, Christiana. You have to learn what happens to those who cross the Angels of the Fallen."</color>
Christiana lifts her eyes, malice deep in her eyes.
<color=hotpink>Christiana: “I don’t' give a fuck what you do to me!!"</color>
The Other takes over once more, and laughs evilly.
<color=ice blue>The Other: “You sssssay that now... But when you're ssssscreaming... Will you sssstill feel that way?."</color>
Diamond reaches in her pocket and pulls out a voodoo doll, and a packet of pins. She sprinkles a handful of black crystal dust, not the normal silvery crystal dust on the doll, then walks up and pulls out a lock of Christiana's hair from the back of her head, causing the young girl to shriek once more. She wraps the hair around the Doll, then pulls out a pin. She nods at Gothika who leans in, grabs Christiana's head and pulls it to the side, and sinks her fangs into the young girl's neck. Christiana shrieks in pain, and Gothika steps back, licking her lips slowly. She didn't drink, she just bit Christiana, leaving a pair of gaping holes in the young girl's neck. As Christiana hangs there, gasping for air, Diamond suddenly jams one of the pins into the eyes of the voodoo doll. Christiana shrieks in pain, and suddenly her eyes go jet black.
<color=hotpink>Christiana: “I can't see!! I CAN'T FUCKING SEE!! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO ME??!!"</color>
The Angels of the Fallen all circle up around the young girl as she keeps shrieking about her eyesight. The cameraman starts to back out of the room, and even though you can no longer see what is happening, you can hear the blows to the girl's body, and the girl's shrieks of pain...
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So now... Here she was... Title-less... Heart screaming in pain at the absence of the gold from around her waist... Mind racing as she tried to center her chaotic thoughts into one coherent string of thoughts... All she could do was try to keep the angry voices in her head at bay. The Other was pissed off about the loss of the titles, and it was chomping at the bit to be able to be let loose on the unsuspecting opponents that were coming her way. Especially Veronica Taylor. She didn't know why... But there was something about Veronica Taylor that just rubbed The Other in just the right way to make it extra dangerous. All she knew was, The Other Wanted to make Veronica hurt. She could feel it's malice, dripping through her veins like the poison of a venomous snake. It was eating at her flesh from the inside out as she tried to fight against it. And maybe that was the problem. Maybe, in this one instance, it would be better to just not fight against the monsters inside of her, and just let them go. The fighting took up so much energy, and just letting go was way easier.
She turned and left the main floor of the arena and walked through the hallways of the empty backstage area. The sounds of her boots hitting the pavement echoed through the hallways, almost sounding like shots fired out of a gun as she moved. She wondered if she recorded this, and played it through the speaker of a phone to Veronica Taylor while breathing heavily, what Veronica would make of it. Would she think it was come creepy old man trying to make goo goo eyes at her? Or would she truly understand that it was the inevitable coming towards her? Would she know that the sounds of those footsteps represented the future stalking her every moment? Hmmm, maybe she should put a little bit more into it... you know... have scary music or something playing in the background. Especially since Halloween was right around the corner... She was sure that would be just what the doctor ordered... But for now, she just needed to get to that boiler room in time to meet with the others.
She finally found the right staircase and headed downstairs with a playful little click of her heels as she jumped down to each landing. For some reason, having to go down here to do what was about to happen brought a bit of joy into her life. Maybe she was a bit more twisted than she realized. Especially if this is what made her more excited... Knowing that the prospect of inflicting pain on someone to the extent that was about to happen made her excited... That did give her pause to think. But it didn't stop her forward momentum. She reached the bottom of the stairwell, and pulled open the doorway, turning left and heading for the boiler room. She started whistling, 'I'm walking on Sunshine' by Eddy Grant, and stopped as she opened the door to the boiler room to see Diamond and Gothika already there. She was late, and they rolled their eyes at her as she moved into the room.
There, still hanging from the chains in the center of the room was Christiana, Dark Tiger's daughter. She was hanging limp and lifeless, her wrists rubbed raw by the chains. You could tell that after they'd finished what they'd done to her the night before, she'd struggled until she'd just passed out from exhaustion. She looked at the kid with not a hint of remorse, because in the back of her mind, she knew, she'd done much, much worse when out on deployment. This... This was a cakewalk in comparison. Christiana still had the use of her limbs, and both eyes and ears were still in tact... And her nose was firmly still planted on her body, along with her other body parts. Aside from being roughed up a bit, mentally abused, and being bit by Gothika, she'd actually not had too much done to her. Though the mental abuse that the Angels had put her through had been rather much... She just knew that Veronica Taylor would have ended up a drooling mess had she been subjected to it. That made her smirk and start to chuckle, but Diamond smacked her in the shoulder, giving her a face that made her shush. Gothika lifted a bucket of water that had been sitting in a freezer to the point where there was a thin layer of ice over the top of it that she'd broken up and removed the pieces from, than tossed it on Christiana who immediately jumped and shrieked at the shock of the ice water.
<color=hotpink>Christiana: “Oh SHIT!! That's even colder than before!!"</color>
She shakes her hair again and looks around at the three women standing around her and sighs heavily, before she defiantly smirks.
<color=hotpink>Christiana: “So, you bitches are back for more? Go for it! I don't care what you do to me! Do your worst!!"</color>
She chuckled and stepped up to the young girl that is dangling from the chains and grabs her chin in her fingertips, pulling her face to hers.
<color=gold>Raynin: “Do my worst? Do my worst?!! Little girl, don't you get it yet? We're not here to try to do our worst to you! We're trying to educate you!! We're trying to wake you up to the error of your ways!! Hell, you better feel blessed and honored that Darknyss isn't here, because if SHE'D had a say in what was about to happen, you'd really have been seeing the worst! You don't want to see her truly mad... Hell, she even scares us!!."</color>
Christiana looks around at the other two women and they all are nodding slowly. She tries to relieve some of the weight on her shoulders, but her body is too weak to pull itself up by the arms, and she just dangles there.
<color=hotpink>Christiana: “So, what is this about, huh?! Are you here to punish me for my ways??!! Are you here for vengence? Is that it? The great and powerful Fallen are here to get their licks in on the poor innocent creature to prove how big and bad they are as monsters?!!"</color>
She threw her head back and laughed, her laughter changing to an almost sibilant tone, her voice taking on a gravelly, hissing sound. The Other had taken control, and everyone else heard the change and moved to stop it, but it had reached out and grabbed Christiana by the throat.
<color=ice blue>The Other: “You haven't sssssseen any of usssss act like monsssssterssss yet... When we do... You'll know."</color>
Christiana looks up and looks into the eyes of Raynin, and watches them change from the reptilian red to their normal brown color. She sags in the chains and sighs heavily.
<color=hotpink>Christiana: “Then what the hell was all of this for? Just for kicks? To torture me??!!"</color>
She smirks and shakes her head slowly. She reaches up and unchains Christiana, letting the girl slump against her for a moment before standing her shakily up on her own two feet.
<color=gold>Raynin: “You said you would do what you needed to prove that you were worthy of forgiveness. This was to see if that was true or not. We had to see if you were truly willing to change... Now you're on the road to redemption...."</color>
Christiana looks up confused, rubbing her wrists and looking around as the scene fades out.
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