Post by Dollface on Apr 10, 2015 18:47:20 GMT -5
Alright, so now a blue one. The blue ones are supposed to taste like berries. What even is that? Not any particular berry, just "berries". There are some really unpleasant berries out there, you know. I mean, who wants a dingleberry flavored gummi bear?
Kelli winces as she chews, mildly disgusted at her own internal monologue.
Ew.
"I'm sorry if you don't like it, but it's still my suggestion."
Blinking, Kelli rights herself and answers with a profound, insightful "Wait, what?"
Dr. Halliwell heaves an exasperated sigh. "Were you listening at ALL?"
Kelli's face crinkles into an unabashed grin as she shrugs. "Well, I was, but there's these gummi bears I have and I don't really know what they're trying to do with the flavors. What were you saying?"
"Gummi bears. Really?"
Kelli brandishes the illicit treat in question, the heavy plastic sack sailing through the air inches from Dr. Halliwell's unimpressed face.
"Not just GUMMI BEARS, but Haribo Gummy Techno Bears! A totally new variety of my favorite BRAND! I have to do SOMETHING fun, I'm about to have to go kick NCM's ass!"
Kelli rummages for another flavor, oblivious to Halliwell's incredulous stare.
"I was just TALKING to you about that. I think you might be better off sitting this one out, since -"
"Seig HEIL NO, woman! This isn't just a match against NCM, this is the OPENING ROUND of the Icemann Invitational! I can't sit that one out, I really can't."
"You do remember I'm Jewish, right?"
"I uh. Sure. Sure I remembered. I was being um. Ironic! I was being ironic. It's a hipster thing, you probably wouldn't understand."
Kelli watches wide eyed and silent, stuffing another handful of gummy candy into her mouth while Halliwell sighs again and rubs at her face with one weary hand.
She sighs a lot when I'm in here. Must be the oxygen levels in the room, I should get maintenance to have a look at that. That and have them forcibly remove these ugly ass chairs. Didn't this kind of chartreuse vomit green go out of style in the 70's?
"Kelli... we still aren't sure how you stabilized, and we don't want to risk you fracturing again. A match against someone with such documented, erratic behavior and brutal violence isn't something you need to step in front of."
"So what am I SUPPOSED to do, just sit around here and do nothing? I showed up because people NEED me there. You know who needs me here? The payroll chick so I can sign off on everyone's checks. I own this company but I do nothing here, and everyone knows it. I don't mind, but I also won't be stuck here doing nothing. I loved PCW. I didn't want to leave, but I had to, things got blurry and Nathan... Nathan..."
Kelli's face crumples into one of wounded guilt and pure regret. The hand holding her bag of candy goes limp in her lap, the sad crinkle of plastic punctuating the uncomfortable silence as it draws out.
"Kelli, no. Please don't. Nathan... he was a variable influence to you, he seemed to strengthen you when Q left, but then he became the catalyst that fully broke you. Things there must - the medical professional in me wants to tell you to stay away, but the woman within me must tell you that these things must heal on their own. It just takes time."
Rummaging in the bag, staring studiously down into the rainbow contents, Kelli pulls out another mismatched handful of color. Keeping her gaze firmly locked onto the little candy bears, she mutters under her breath.
"I'm sorry, what was that?"
"I SAID I had fun with NCM at the tag match, I don't really WANT to fight him. I have to though."
"Yes, I suppose you do. Please be careful, Kelli, you still have a lot of deep programming. The wrong kind of strike, the wrong kind of touch, even the wrong words... we saw what can happen when you took a steel chair to that Maize fellow. Don't let that happen again. It causes issues with our insurance, it's a lot of damn paperwork, and there's a risk that you could be thrown back into where you've climbed from."
Uncertainty and a vague touch of fear crosses Kelli's face as she considers this possibility.
"I don't miss Iska. I don't want her back."
"None of us do."
"So... So can I go now?" Kelli's voice ends on a hopeful note, fidgeting in her chair and again clutching her bag of sweets.
Dr. Halliwell carefully regards her patient, scanning her face for any trace of instability - and finding none. The personality fusion seemed to be holding, however it had happened. Anything that yanked her back into the dark corners of her mind, anything that triggered her, and it could all be undone. Still though... Halliwell could hardly keep the girl from living.
"Go on, Kelli. Consider your checkup a success and yourself cleared for participation. Just be careful."
"I will! Thanks! I gotta go write to everyone now, and tell them I'm coming!" Kelli darts out of the room, the door swinging shut behind her. Halliwell watches her go, shaking her head with a quiet chuckle.
"You go, girl. You go."
Hiiiii everyone! I am seriously SO excited right now! I know it might not seem like a big deal, right, just another match and stuff, but this is totally a thing! I'm actually here, I'm actually DOING this! I missed you guys SO damn much, you don't even KNOW. The lights, the fans, the crowds, the music, just EVERYTHING! Getting some high fives, hugging some kids, dancing in the ring, just having so much FUN! My first match, by myself anyway not a tag match, and it's against the guy I was just with! Non Compos Mentis... kind of a big deal around here, maybe you've heard of him? Of course you have. Everyone has. But have you been in the RING with him?
NCM is scary, yo. I mean, yeah, I bet I can beat him, but have you SEEN this guy? Hellooooo, we're talking physics here. Then again, I've beaten bigger and badder, so at least I've got a shot, right? But he's not just big. He's been ... everything? No really, except the Underground King, and he LEFT before that was even a thing! He's been World Champion, The NA Champion like me but FOUR FREAKING TIMES, a Tag Team Champion, and the Genesis Champion! Though hey, let's be real, I held the Genesis belt longer than he did (longer than anyone, EVER, thank you) - that counts for something doesn't it? Right?
...Please?
Okay so I swear I'm not like Oh-Em-Gee I can't POSSIBLY do this, but I won't lie - this is daunting as FUCK. Then again, this is the first round of the Icemann Invitational! I STARTED here. Yep! My very first match in Pure Class Wrestling was in the opening rounds of the Icemann Invitational - and I WON. Against Rick Majors, who not to brag, but I don't see him around anymore even though I'M back. Guess what happened then? I won AGAIN. Against GRIMM of all people, so that's kind of a big sparkly feather in my totally-not-a-neckbeard pink sequined fedora. I almost won the whole tournament, it was SO close, but Ace Anderson is SO damn heavy. I just couldn't do it.
But I'm different now. I'm better. I can think better, I can reason things out more clearly. A little. I guess I was always mostly a spastic ball of candy coated molly trip, but hey, at least I'm fun, right? God I can't WAIT! A match against NCM in the opening round of the Icemann Invitational, I am seriously SO damn excited you guys. But I bet a lot of you are wondering why I came back, right?
The Black Hand. I ... I can't let this happen. They're so MEAN! They're hurting so many people. They're making people leave. Hell, it looks like they even made MURDOC leave, and he was the scariest one here! I don't see him anymore, and no one has said why he's gone - so it must have been them, right? They're just... they're so dark, and so negative, and it's everywhere. I HAD to come back, don't you see? Someone had to come back and do this. Derek Cosmos was kind of doing it, but where in the actual hell did he even GO? Another person gone with no explanation or goodbye.
Don't you remember who we are? Yeah, okay, we're not a big happy family... but we're a family, and the Black Hand is tearing us apart. We gotta fight this, however we can. ALL of us!
Or, you know, they could just stop being dicks.... so we're probably going to be fighting, huh.
Anyway! Trauma 170, my FIRST match of the Icemann Invitational - let's do this!
NCM is scary, yo. I mean, yeah, I bet I can beat him, but have you SEEN this guy? Hellooooo, we're talking physics here. Then again, I've beaten bigger and badder, so at least I've got a shot, right? But he's not just big. He's been ... everything? No really, except the Underground King, and he LEFT before that was even a thing! He's been World Champion, The NA Champion like me but FOUR FREAKING TIMES, a Tag Team Champion, and the Genesis Champion! Though hey, let's be real, I held the Genesis belt longer than he did (longer than anyone, EVER, thank you) - that counts for something doesn't it? Right?
...Please?
Okay so I swear I'm not like Oh-Em-Gee I can't POSSIBLY do this, but I won't lie - this is daunting as FUCK. Then again, this is the first round of the Icemann Invitational! I STARTED here. Yep! My very first match in Pure Class Wrestling was in the opening rounds of the Icemann Invitational - and I WON. Against Rick Majors, who not to brag, but I don't see him around anymore even though I'M back. Guess what happened then? I won AGAIN. Against GRIMM of all people, so that's kind of a big sparkly feather in my totally-not-a-neckbeard pink sequined fedora. I almost won the whole tournament, it was SO close, but Ace Anderson is SO damn heavy. I just couldn't do it.
But I'm different now. I'm better. I can think better, I can reason things out more clearly. A little. I guess I was always mostly a spastic ball of candy coated molly trip, but hey, at least I'm fun, right? God I can't WAIT! A match against NCM in the opening round of the Icemann Invitational, I am seriously SO damn excited you guys. But I bet a lot of you are wondering why I came back, right?
The Black Hand. I ... I can't let this happen. They're so MEAN! They're hurting so many people. They're making people leave. Hell, it looks like they even made MURDOC leave, and he was the scariest one here! I don't see him anymore, and no one has said why he's gone - so it must have been them, right? They're just... they're so dark, and so negative, and it's everywhere. I HAD to come back, don't you see? Someone had to come back and do this. Derek Cosmos was kind of doing it, but where in the actual hell did he even GO? Another person gone with no explanation or goodbye.
Don't you remember who we are? Yeah, okay, we're not a big happy family... but we're a family, and the Black Hand is tearing us apart. We gotta fight this, however we can. ALL of us!
Or, you know, they could just stop being dicks.... so we're probably going to be fighting, huh.
Anyway! Trauma 170, my FIRST match of the Icemann Invitational - let's do this!
*RAWKFIST*
