Post by Alexa Black on Aug 25, 2020 0:33:35 GMT -5
Greenville Museum Of Contemporary Art
420 College St, Greenville SC 29601
24/8/20 3:30 pm
Upon a white bench sits Alexa Black staring at a painting upon the wall with full concentration her mind though is not musing upon the art nor it meaning or interpretation but on things that have been and may yet come to pass
The Museum echoes history with classical art that displays such as ancient and medieval coins, different kinds of terracotta that were used for wall decoration in the medieval architectures. Hand axes, potteries, magnificent stone and bronze sculptures, fascinating ancient architectural specimens, ancient inscriptions and coins, manuscripts, historical documents, medals and miniature paintings are displayed throughout.
These works of art in their different forms were a reminder of the past of things that had happened and struck inspiration to the artists who brought them to life. And just like the past Alexa was looking to her own in a way to secure her future and reclaim her North American champion that had been stolen from by her by that rotten thief Loki .
“That motherfucker” she spat with all the venom she could muster
She loathed him for taking what she had.
But there was salvation in the form of an opportunity to enter the Deadly Rumble with a huge advantage by being the last one in and therefore increasing her chances to win.
But what stood in her way?
2 things, a muscle bound meat head in Holden Ross and an annoying jobber hillbilly Texas Tim...
Well I don’t think that stupid hillbilly will be much of a challenge given the way Holden crushed him without any problems. If he did get in the way she would simply break his legs and make sure he was a non issue.
And since it seems that PCW management has no problem with me doing as I please I think I could break his legs just for the sheer hell of it. Yes that would be fun. Then all he will be is a crippled hick.
And as for Holden Ross...
Her thoughts are suddenly interrupted by a swooshing sound and the bench she is sitting on is occupied by a rather large African American man (about 6”5 she guessed) in charcoal Armani style suit with a blood red striped tie.
The man who looks to be in his 40’s with raven black hair piercing emerald eyes with a full 5 o’clock shadow.
A few seconds pass before anything is said between the two before Alexa sighs and turns to him giving him a strong look of
displeasure at him for being there
“Really? Now? Of all the times you just decided to pop in you chose right now?” her flat annoyed tone tells the man what he already knows.
“Yes” his deep rich base voice replies
“I know you know why I am here Alexandra
You are thinking of doing something that you know will upset the balance of things here on earth and I know you still have it and that you are planning to use it” he continues
“Me? I don’t know what your talking about. In case all you goody two shoes upstairs haven’t heard I lost all my powers thanks to that magical cuntwaffle Nathan Saniti. He put a seal within me that stops any of my efforts to try and use my hell powers. And it really pisses me off.
I am living as a MORTAL now. My demonic abilities are long gone . I’ve had to learn how to drive a car for fucks sake. Do you have any idea how annoying that is? Before that dickwad came along I had been on earth of 500 years and was very much having a good time.
Sure I spent some time in a mental hospital but that was only cos I was looking for something different to do so I got myself sent to Coalinga State Hospital and spent about 10 years there. I did meet some very interesting humans there. Felt right at home.
Anyways long story short I busted out and seeing as I was pretty broke at the time decided to get involved in this wrestling business to earn some more cash.
I did keep up my dark magic abilities just to keep myself busy and truth be told I was a natural at it. Then he happened and now we are here.”
“You know what I mean Alexandra. You still have that book. Which you know is forbidden by both sides from being used after what happened last time.” He intones strongly
“Honestly you Angels are a pain in the ass. I honestly think there are more pressing matters than this. Surely Heaven isn’t that hard up?” Alexa replies
“This is your only warning.., DO NOT USE THAT BOOK OR ITS FORBIDDEN MAGIC... or you will be subject to Heaven’s wrath.”
Another woosh and the man is gone
“Do not use the book” Alexa mocks him.
“You don’t scare me you holy jackass I’ve dealt with your kind before and I won’t be intimidated.”
Her mind turns back to Holden Ross.
He is the real threat and I have to take him out before he does it to me. I need a plan and a back up plan just in case.
“Holden I’m coming for you and I will show no mercy I have everything to gain and nothing to loose”
Yes... the war to settle the score would be waged and won by whoever could survive
420 College St, Greenville SC 29601
24/8/20 3:30 pm
Upon a white bench sits Alexa Black staring at a painting upon the wall with full concentration her mind though is not musing upon the art nor it meaning or interpretation but on things that have been and may yet come to pass
The Museum echoes history with classical art that displays such as ancient and medieval coins, different kinds of terracotta that were used for wall decoration in the medieval architectures. Hand axes, potteries, magnificent stone and bronze sculptures, fascinating ancient architectural specimens, ancient inscriptions and coins, manuscripts, historical documents, medals and miniature paintings are displayed throughout.
These works of art in their different forms were a reminder of the past of things that had happened and struck inspiration to the artists who brought them to life. And just like the past Alexa was looking to her own in a way to secure her future and reclaim her North American champion that had been stolen from by her by that rotten thief Loki .
“That motherfucker” she spat with all the venom she could muster
She loathed him for taking what she had.
But there was salvation in the form of an opportunity to enter the Deadly Rumble with a huge advantage by being the last one in and therefore increasing her chances to win.
But what stood in her way?
2 things, a muscle bound meat head in Holden Ross and an annoying jobber hillbilly Texas Tim...
Well I don’t think that stupid hillbilly will be much of a challenge given the way Holden crushed him without any problems. If he did get in the way she would simply break his legs and make sure he was a non issue.
And since it seems that PCW management has no problem with me doing as I please I think I could break his legs just for the sheer hell of it. Yes that would be fun. Then all he will be is a crippled hick.
And as for Holden Ross...
Her thoughts are suddenly interrupted by a swooshing sound and the bench she is sitting on is occupied by a rather large African American man (about 6”5 she guessed) in charcoal Armani style suit with a blood red striped tie.
The man who looks to be in his 40’s with raven black hair piercing emerald eyes with a full 5 o’clock shadow.
A few seconds pass before anything is said between the two before Alexa sighs and turns to him giving him a strong look of
displeasure at him for being there
“Really? Now? Of all the times you just decided to pop in you chose right now?” her flat annoyed tone tells the man what he already knows.
“Yes” his deep rich base voice replies
“I know you know why I am here Alexandra
You are thinking of doing something that you know will upset the balance of things here on earth and I know you still have it and that you are planning to use it” he continues
“Me? I don’t know what your talking about. In case all you goody two shoes upstairs haven’t heard I lost all my powers thanks to that magical cuntwaffle Nathan Saniti. He put a seal within me that stops any of my efforts to try and use my hell powers. And it really pisses me off.
I am living as a MORTAL now. My demonic abilities are long gone . I’ve had to learn how to drive a car for fucks sake. Do you have any idea how annoying that is? Before that dickwad came along I had been on earth of 500 years and was very much having a good time.
Sure I spent some time in a mental hospital but that was only cos I was looking for something different to do so I got myself sent to Coalinga State Hospital and spent about 10 years there. I did meet some very interesting humans there. Felt right at home.
Anyways long story short I busted out and seeing as I was pretty broke at the time decided to get involved in this wrestling business to earn some more cash.
I did keep up my dark magic abilities just to keep myself busy and truth be told I was a natural at it. Then he happened and now we are here.”
“You know what I mean Alexandra. You still have that book. Which you know is forbidden by both sides from being used after what happened last time.” He intones strongly
“Honestly you Angels are a pain in the ass. I honestly think there are more pressing matters than this. Surely Heaven isn’t that hard up?” Alexa replies
“This is your only warning.., DO NOT USE THAT BOOK OR ITS FORBIDDEN MAGIC... or you will be subject to Heaven’s wrath.”
Another woosh and the man is gone
“Do not use the book” Alexa mocks him.
“You don’t scare me you holy jackass I’ve dealt with your kind before and I won’t be intimidated.”
Her mind turns back to Holden Ross.
He is the real threat and I have to take him out before he does it to me. I need a plan and a back up plan just in case.
“Holden I’m coming for you and I will show no mercy I have everything to gain and nothing to loose”
Yes... the war to settle the score would be waged and won by whoever could survive
