Post by Alexa Black on Dec 5, 2015 17:13:21 GMT -5
Alexa lies flat in her bed the days events replaying in her mind her anger at N. Saniti and Dollface burning like a volcano. How dare Saniti help Dollface screw her like that! His magical cheap shots also took out my two allies and left them face down and in need of hospitalisation.
Her body tensed and her arm swings out slamming into the bed head with a loud bang.
"STUPID MAGIC MOTHERFUCKER!"
She turns onto her side and slowly drifts off to sleep and begins to dream[br
The drums of war beat as Alexa marched down the foreboding street. Anyone within eyeshot of the angry Amazon scurried like roaches for the safety of the indoors. She glowered at them, an evil smirk accentuating her madness. Orin and LaShawnda appeared calmly from a back alley to cut her off. Orin held out a hand silently in a "stop" motion. Unfazed by his gesture, Alexa strode on until his hand touched her chest.
She peered down angrily at the intruding digits before noticing the hand they belonged to looked rather feminine for an older gentleman, the nails painted a bright candy pink. As she slowly raised her gaze, the man she thought was attempting to quiet her stride had become the Candy Girl, Kelli Starr.
Alexa smiled widely, stepping into a defensive stance, but ready to pounce. Her blood boiled inside her as she watched her colorful nemesis flip her both hair and Alexa the bird defiantly. Faster and faster, the tempo of the drums echoed through the empty streets, Kelli not backing down a single inch.
The person she believed to be LaShawnda at first glance had transformed into the Magic Man, N. Saniti. He smiled just as maniacally as Alexa had at Dollface as he slid in behind his beloved, wrapping his arms around her seductively, pecking at her neck teasingly, almost mockingly as Alexa looked on.
Unencumbered by the two-on-one odds, Alexa lunged coming into contact with absolutely nothing. It was almost as if she has passed through them like they were but mist. A grimace of anger curled the corners of her mouth as she slowly spun around to face her targets once again. "You believe yourself our equal?" queried the Mystical Madman mockingly.
"Bitch, you couldn't touch us on your best day," added Kelli.
Her words were prophetic as Alexa lurched at them again, with similar results. "You don't have what it takes to defeat us as long as you allow your Wrath to rule your heart," informed N. Saniti.
Alexa swung wildly at the pair, Kelli catching her arm effortlessly. Placing a foot just under Alexa's armpit, Kelli yanked with all her might. Intense agony overtook Alexa as Kelli slowly ripped her arm from her body. As the last bit of sinew snapped with a sickening sound, Kelli held up her prize for Alexa to see, licking it like a lollypop before tossing it nonchalantly aside.
Griping her profusely bleeding injury, Alexa fell to her knees, her eyes wide with disbelief. She screamed like a banshee at her tormentors, but they had disappeared. In their stead stood the Faces of Fear, the very men she had so severely injured that the world believed them dead. In fact, they looked like they had died and returned, their rotting flesh dripping maggots from their carcasses.
Wordlessly, they approached as the drums' rhythm increased to that of a panicked heartbeat. She flailed at them as the drew nearer with her remaining arm, but her monumental strength was nowhere to be found as it drained from her along with her essence.
The pair of zombies pounced, pinning her to the pavement, tearing at her flesh, devouring it as readily as the Candy Girl would her Halloween stash. "I can save you, if you allow me, my dear Alexa." N. Saniti reappeared behind the ghouls as they feasted on her body. "But you must let go of that poisoning anger in your soul."
Nathan presented an obsidian star-shaped amulet. The amber placed in the center glowed hungrily as tendrils of the darkest crimson flowed freely from her to the trinket. The agony of being eaten was overtaken by the sheer, intense ache as the tendrils squirmed through the air and into the amulet. Each string snapping audibly as it stretched to its limit, her torment finally ceased.
"Quit while you're ahead, my dear woman," warned N. Saniti. "Don't mistake bravery for foolishness. Trifle with my dearest or I again, and I will make your darkest nightmares come to life. Heed my warning. This will be your last."
Alexa sits bolt up right in bed
Her face shocked and dripping with sweat.
Really now? You think invading my dreams will scare me off magic man? Your crackpot magic and stupid illusions won't deter me. I know all they are is illusions, tricks of the mind. And you know what? I
am not a fool. You can expect me to fall for that shit . Better luck next time.
She gets out of bed and walks over to a solid mahogany desk that sits in front of the south facing wall of her bedroom. She pulls out the chair and sits down. There on the table is a single piece of paper a lamp and a black onyx dagger Switching the lamp on she smiles wickedly at what she has in mind.
She picks up the dagger and runs it across her forehead letting a wall of blood drip slowly down until her face is entirely covered. Taking her finger up to her head she touches it in her blood and then takes it to the paper
and writes "Hit List" then the first name on that list...
"N Saniti"
"Magic man I've had just about enough of your shit and so I've made the decision to end it permanently.
Your empty threats and cheap parlour tricks won't deter me from finding you and making sure where I'm sending you, you WON'T be coming back! You have no idea what you have done..."
She writes the next name in blood
"Dollface" Kelli Star
"YOU bitch have got it coming just as much as your cunt friend. I'm not yet done with you girly not yet by a long shot. You may have won this battle but the war is FAR from over! I will find you and I will ERASE you from PCW. All I can say is may God have mercy on your soul."
She writes the final name on the paper and smiles a wicked evil smile
Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith
You boy are the first to fall. You were always a useless partner and a lousy stable mate. But last week you decide to come down and attack me? That was a mistake because at Collision Course I will be the last one standing. I will break you mind body and soul.
It starts with you Tyrone, it starts with YOU.
She lets out a wicked laugh and shuts the lamp off.
Her body tensed and her arm swings out slamming into the bed head with a loud bang.
"STUPID MAGIC MOTHERFUCKER!"
She turns onto her side and slowly drifts off to sleep and begins to dream[br
The drums of war beat as Alexa marched down the foreboding street. Anyone within eyeshot of the angry Amazon scurried like roaches for the safety of the indoors. She glowered at them, an evil smirk accentuating her madness. Orin and LaShawnda appeared calmly from a back alley to cut her off. Orin held out a hand silently in a "stop" motion. Unfazed by his gesture, Alexa strode on until his hand touched her chest.
She peered down angrily at the intruding digits before noticing the hand they belonged to looked rather feminine for an older gentleman, the nails painted a bright candy pink. As she slowly raised her gaze, the man she thought was attempting to quiet her stride had become the Candy Girl, Kelli Starr.
Alexa smiled widely, stepping into a defensive stance, but ready to pounce. Her blood boiled inside her as she watched her colorful nemesis flip her both hair and Alexa the bird defiantly. Faster and faster, the tempo of the drums echoed through the empty streets, Kelli not backing down a single inch.
The person she believed to be LaShawnda at first glance had transformed into the Magic Man, N. Saniti. He smiled just as maniacally as Alexa had at Dollface as he slid in behind his beloved, wrapping his arms around her seductively, pecking at her neck teasingly, almost mockingly as Alexa looked on.
Unencumbered by the two-on-one odds, Alexa lunged coming into contact with absolutely nothing. It was almost as if she has passed through them like they were but mist. A grimace of anger curled the corners of her mouth as she slowly spun around to face her targets once again. "You believe yourself our equal?" queried the Mystical Madman mockingly.
"Bitch, you couldn't touch us on your best day," added Kelli.
Her words were prophetic as Alexa lurched at them again, with similar results. "You don't have what it takes to defeat us as long as you allow your Wrath to rule your heart," informed N. Saniti.
Alexa swung wildly at the pair, Kelli catching her arm effortlessly. Placing a foot just under Alexa's armpit, Kelli yanked with all her might. Intense agony overtook Alexa as Kelli slowly ripped her arm from her body. As the last bit of sinew snapped with a sickening sound, Kelli held up her prize for Alexa to see, licking it like a lollypop before tossing it nonchalantly aside.
Griping her profusely bleeding injury, Alexa fell to her knees, her eyes wide with disbelief. She screamed like a banshee at her tormentors, but they had disappeared. In their stead stood the Faces of Fear, the very men she had so severely injured that the world believed them dead. In fact, they looked like they had died and returned, their rotting flesh dripping maggots from their carcasses.
Wordlessly, they approached as the drums' rhythm increased to that of a panicked heartbeat. She flailed at them as the drew nearer with her remaining arm, but her monumental strength was nowhere to be found as it drained from her along with her essence.
The pair of zombies pounced, pinning her to the pavement, tearing at her flesh, devouring it as readily as the Candy Girl would her Halloween stash. "I can save you, if you allow me, my dear Alexa." N. Saniti reappeared behind the ghouls as they feasted on her body. "But you must let go of that poisoning anger in your soul."
Nathan presented an obsidian star-shaped amulet. The amber placed in the center glowed hungrily as tendrils of the darkest crimson flowed freely from her to the trinket. The agony of being eaten was overtaken by the sheer, intense ache as the tendrils squirmed through the air and into the amulet. Each string snapping audibly as it stretched to its limit, her torment finally ceased.
"Quit while you're ahead, my dear woman," warned N. Saniti. "Don't mistake bravery for foolishness. Trifle with my dearest or I again, and I will make your darkest nightmares come to life. Heed my warning. This will be your last."
Alexa sits bolt up right in bed
Her face shocked and dripping with sweat.
Really now? You think invading my dreams will scare me off magic man? Your crackpot magic and stupid illusions won't deter me. I know all they are is illusions, tricks of the mind. And you know what? I
am not a fool. You can expect me to fall for that shit . Better luck next time.
She gets out of bed and walks over to a solid mahogany desk that sits in front of the south facing wall of her bedroom. She pulls out the chair and sits down. There on the table is a single piece of paper a lamp and a black onyx dagger Switching the lamp on she smiles wickedly at what she has in mind.
She picks up the dagger and runs it across her forehead letting a wall of blood drip slowly down until her face is entirely covered. Taking her finger up to her head she touches it in her blood and then takes it to the paper
and writes "Hit List" then the first name on that list...
"N Saniti"
"Magic man I've had just about enough of your shit and so I've made the decision to end it permanently.
Your empty threats and cheap parlour tricks won't deter me from finding you and making sure where I'm sending you, you WON'T be coming back! You have no idea what you have done..."
She writes the next name in blood
"Dollface" Kelli Star
"YOU bitch have got it coming just as much as your cunt friend. I'm not yet done with you girly not yet by a long shot. You may have won this battle but the war is FAR from over! I will find you and I will ERASE you from PCW. All I can say is may God have mercy on your soul."
She writes the final name on the paper and smiles a wicked evil smile
Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith
You boy are the first to fall. You were always a useless partner and a lousy stable mate. But last week you decide to come down and attack me? That was a mistake because at Collision Course I will be the last one standing. I will break you mind body and soul.
It starts with you Tyrone, it starts with YOU.
She lets out a wicked laugh and shuts the lamp off.
