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Post by DARKSIDE on Feb 28, 2012 22:27:34 GMT
As some eerie guitar music plays in the background, an image fades onto the screen. The image of a woman wearing a tight black top, purple lycra pants with rips down the side, and white knee-high boots. Her head is down, hiding her face behind her long blonde and black streaked hair. She seems to be standing in a torture chamber with various tools of the trade on the walls and the floor of the room.
She begins to speak as the camera phases to various angles of her and her surroundings....
Pain....
Torture.....
Agony.....
I want it ALL! I want to give it to YOU!
Feel MY pain...and I will revel in yours!
I live for pain. I thrive on it. How much can you give me? How much can YOU take?
I want you.....to feed my fetish! Hurt me! Make me scream! Give it to me!! [/b]
The woman shrieks and begins to breathe heavily, almost as if she is becoming aroused.
I can give as good as I get. Do you have what it takes to please me?
Can you hurt me just the way I like it? Let's SHARE each other's pain!
Think you can handle it? TRY ME!![/b]
The camera shows a close-up of the woman's face as she lifts her head, revealing her dark eye makeup and eyes as pale as empty as Death itself. Tears of blood run down her face as she begins to laugh hysterically.
The screen suddenly goes black and there is silence...except for a child-like giggle that echoes through the darkness...
On the screen is the name ANGEL[/b] shown in front of a tribal skull design for just a few moments before the video package ends.
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Post by Trinity on Feb 29, 2012 11:54:35 GMT
Trinity's music plays as she walks out as the fans love seeing her. They scream her name as she makes her way in the ring as she taunts the crowd with her body before entering. She motions for a mic and they give her one as soon as they can.
You know I was in the back and knew that on the timeslot that was given to me that I was gonna get some air time tonight. And honestly I was wanting to come out and tell you guys how great it was for me to beat those 3 tramps from Moneymaker's ho house. And I did love watching him get so upset after I dropped Misfitt on her head with my "Finger Of God." That was so great and to see me get the 1-2-3 with help from my friends.
But honestly after watching that disturbing message it makes me wonder why I am even here? I guess it is to answer the call to someone that needs to be taught a lesson. And might as well be taught from the best looking woman in the world, right? So Angel, I know you are in the back and if you are the same Angel that I know then we have a history. So why don't you come out and tell the world who you really are and lets see if you like the hurt that I am about to give you. Lets see if you are laughing as I kick you all over this arena tonight. Can we do that?
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Post by DARKSIDE on Feb 29, 2012 22:14:42 GMT
That same creepy giggle is heard soon after Trinity puts her mic down. The voice heard on the promo then comes out over the arena sound system...
Ha ha ha haaa..... Oh, how cute of you to ask permission. Baby, of course you can fight me. I'd never pass up the chance to make you scream.[/b]
A red spotlight shines down at the top of the ramp and Angel strolls out from backstage with a mic in her hand.
That's right, Trinity. It's ME! I bet it gives you goosebumps to see me again, doesn't it? That chill down your spine isn't excitement. It's fear, baby. Don't worry. It's purely natural. You're like a little mouse, quivering and pissing on itself right before it feels the swift strike of the serpent's fangs....and the sweet release of death as the venom liquefies its brains!
Mmmm-mmmmm-mmmmm!! Yummy.
**giggle**
Now....you still wanna do this? Good! I'm starving!![/b]
Angel slowly starts to walk down the ramp toward the ring. She slides her tongue in between her lips and rolls her head back...
This is gonna be a feast for the senses, Trinity. You....me.....and all the delicious torture we can handle. Well...that I can handle anyway. My playmates are rarely as "up to the task" as I am.
Ugh....I can smell it from here. I can see it! I've definitely heard it. Now...let's see if you also taste like a BITCH![/b]
Angel charges and slides under the bottom rope, getting right up in Trinity's face!
(tag)
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Post by Trinity on Mar 1, 2012 12:02:24 GMT
Trinity gets closer to Angel as you can tell from their eyes that there is or was no love loss between them. She was not intimidated by Angel as it has been a while since they saw each other.
You know the last time me and you got in this ring in a match you can say we were the top of the business. You can say maybe the division was at its peak if not stronger. We had wrestling companies trying to come on board and take what we have earned. And as my career and yours went their separate ways and our dreams and ambitions were not the same. We lost our men but I came to my senses and got back what was taken from me. Your pain is not on me or these fans or the rest of the women in the back. What your pain really is is the loss of your love.
Now we stand in this ring eye to eye and nose to nose. You wonder what I taste like? Most men have that same dream. Only one person on this planet knows that and baby that isn't you. So if you think that just because you used to be a "Storm" under the calm then that is going to frighten me then you got another thing coming. The problem is that none of these other Amazons may feel the way I feel. They respect you for what you done as I do but tonight it is about what we never got to finish about 4 or 5 years ago. Our men got to finish their business and now it is time we finish ours.
Trinity nods her head as she can feel the adrenaline pumping as she is ready to give the fans what they want but really wanted to get back in the ring full time with what was considered her #1 rival.
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Post by DARKSIDE on Mar 1, 2012 14:05:11 GMT
As Angel listens to Trinity's bold words in the face of such apparent danger, she locks her eyes onto her...never taking Trinity out of her sight. Angel's blank white eyes seeth as Trinity remarks on their past. She recalls their history, and a small smirk curls the corner of her jet black lips as she remembers the sweet agony they both endured in that ring.
As Trinity finishes her part, Angel raises her mic slowly....
Well...congratu-freakin-lations on getting back what you lost. Ha ha... Seems you came here and found what you were looking for. Hmmmm??? That's excellent, hun. Means I'll get what I want, as well! This place must work in mysterious ways, but I'm okay with that. My friends and I always know how to get what we want.[/b]
A buzz of confusion and some cheers burst from the fans at ringside as they start to realize what Angel meant....
What's wrong? Oh....you didn't think I came here ALONE, did you? "The others" are on their way, sweetie. Darkside will be reunited real soon! I just came a little early because I got hungry. So, I dangled my little line out in the water....and you're the first little fishy that came along to take a nibble!
The first of many.....to be devoured in the name of Darkside![/b]
Angel throws her mic down and balls up her fists, just standing there, glaring at Trinity.
(tag/fade)
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Post by Trinity on Mar 2, 2012 12:15:08 GMT
As Angel throws the mic down, Trinity knows what this woman can do and knows the mindset of her. She remembers The Darkside back a few years ago and knows this is not gonna be good.
Well I may be the first fish on the line but you are a fish out of water. I am not the glamour gal that you may think I portray in front of the cameras when I am not in I:W. I am not the model that walks next down with Angel as you may think. I am not worried about breaking a nail or breaking your face. Our history is monstrous and no pun intended as you have become that. Such a beautiful woman at one time and now your heart is black and cold and now your outer appearance resembles that.
So if you want to have a fight and bring your so called friends to try to hurt me after I beat you then you do what you must do. But after I drop this mic it ain't gonna be about nothing but me and you and our past. Your hatred for me because of my beautiful looks and our rival will rekindle the flames. But at the end of the night, you will be the one looking at the lights as you wonder what you have done to deserve this and I will be the one to put you back in your place. Our love and hate relationship boils and now it is time that we get this party started.
Trinity drops the mic and takes her jacket off. She swings her neck to crack it and her arms. She starts rubbing her hands together as she is ready to fight. Wrestle has not entered her mind. Her intention now is to throw fists and nothing more.
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