Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2015 20:41:01 GMT -6
FUN AND GAMES: “PUNCH, BAM, BODY-SLAM!”
Punch, Bam, Body-Slam
Blood, sweat, it was worth the pain,
after the match, he'd never feel the same,
the crowd roar loud, two men fighting for glory,
he wouldn't back down, no chance in hell.
Punch, bam, body-slam, he hits the floor,
ready to be pinned? can't he take the pain no more?
a bruise, a body cut, 'its nothing on me'
I shall fight for the freedom, fight for the glory.
The crowd scream, painful things, fan banners and metal ladders,
the chair, the cage, all parts of the stage,
the commentators, enhance the pain, the wrestlers punch, hit and slam,
sneaky tactics and clever plans, personal moves and character stats.
the referee, dividing the match, do the fans agree? hes goes for the pin,
1,2, he kicks out, hes not been kicked down, onwards with the match,
girls in heels, leather skirts, wet t-shirts, they shout and squeal,
on the side of the ring 'Go for the kill!'
Punch, Bam, Body-Slam
Blood, sweat, it was worth the pain,
after the match, he'd never feel the same,
the crowd roar loud, two men fighting for glory,
he wouldn't back down, no chance in hell.
Punch, bam, body-slam, he hits the floor,
ready to be pinned? can't he take the pain no more?
a bruise, a body cut, 'its nothing on me'
I shall fight for the freedom, fight for the glory.
The crowd scream, painful things, fan banners and metal ladders,
the chair, the cage, all parts of the stage,
the commentators, enhance the pain, the wrestlers punch, hit and slam,
sneaky tactics and clever plans, personal moves and character stats.
the referee, dividing the match, do the fans agree? hes goes for the pin,
1,2, he kicks out, hes not been kicked down, onwards with the match,
girls in heels, leather skirts, wet t-shirts, they shout and squeal,
on the side of the ring 'Go for the kill!'
Jinx’s Journal
Friday-April 3,2015
We open with a video feed direct from an undisclosed location. The video clicks on to show the inside of a somewhat strange looking office, with a large metal desk and equally large metal chair behind it. The chair is set facing away from the camera at first, but as the camera zooms in a bit closer, the chair swivels around and reveals a man sitting in it. This is a man who has been mysteriously appearing around Jinx for the last few weeks now. He looks directly at the camera, then slowly stands and moves behind his chair. His eyes don't seem to blink, his expression never really changes, and even his tone of voice doesn't waver for an instant.
"Ah, I see you've managed to join me here. I suppose a brief explanation is in order, so why not simply get right to it, eh? It was reported that New Edge Wrestling's new show LIGHTS OUT, the group that apparently claimed they had the ability to... I almost hesitate to laugh openly at this... call Jinx a member of their talent roster. When it became apparent that they had no way to control Jinx other than to simply lock her up like an animal, they began contacting outside sources to come in and handle her. Enter myself. My name is unimportant at this time, but what is important is that things have only begun to change for Jinx now that I have found a way to control her more... public eccentricities."
He moved around the chair calmly, letting his hand drag lightly along whatever surface he was nearest to. His expression, his entire demeanor remained unchanged as he drew ever closer to the camera.
"I suppose I'll let you in on how I was able to corral Jinx. How I'm able to direct her attentions, to focus her raw, violent nature. It was a matter of captivating her. Simply finding a way to speak a figurative language that Jinx would understand and be naturally drawn to. Jinx isn't some crazed psychopath that can be labeled and locked away. She's not some violent housepet that can be paraded around like the others. She's a force of nature. An act of God... or perhaps the Devil, depending on your particular point of view. She is the embodiment of rage, anger and sadistic fury rolled into one. But in many ways, Jinx remains a simple-minded childlike creature. The perfect mold for the proper hands to sculpt, to create with... or to destroy."
His hand moves along his desk to a small console, where he clicks a button, changing the scene from his office to a video feed of Jinx. Jinx stands there alone, in a room of solid white, seemingly content to wallow in her own personal oblivion for the time being. The man continues to speak, and as he does, Jinx's head lifts to look at the camera, as if she knows she's being spoken of somewhere.
"Look at her. She is not like those normal faces that fill the stands each and every week. She is not like those faces that move about the locker rooms and backstage areas, waiting for their time to go out to the ring every week. Jinx is much, much different... and what she is automatically fights against the changes others would force upon her. I force Jinx to do nothing. I provide her with a target, an outlet for her rage. To focus it, use it... and now she has the chance to use it in a triple threat match against two well known female figures on the entire NEW roster, that being Jodie O’Brien, and Carla Owens. Yes, despite Jinx apparent meltdown against the giant of a man Boris on Ignite last month, and that's all it was... apparent. Jinx has done exactly as I have instructed her. Jinx’s debut match? A trifle. Jinx didn't need her debut match to be victorious, nor did she need inter self-partners like Julie to distract her. Jinx now knows better than to rely on anyone's help... anyone other than myself, that is. But now at Demented, Jodie and Carla, you may be in for the biggest treat of all. Jinx, seeks to destroy you both and all that you hold dear. To rid the world of Jodie O’Brien, and Carla Owens and tear anything they may have helped to flourish asunder. Jinx, a woman who relishes any brush with pain she can get, a woman who sees only her target or targets then destroys it, a woman who is only able to go forward and never reverse... she now has two living, breathing targets to focus her rage upon."
He stops a moment, his grin growing just a little bit larger as he reaches down onto his desk and presses a different button, which opens an audio channel into the room where Jinx waits. Without even speaking, the subtle change is enough to make even Jinx aware. She knows something is different, different than it was just a second ago. And finally, to calm her new protege, the man breaks the silence and speaks calmly.
"Can you hear me Jinx? Can you hear the words of my voice echoing inside your mind?"
Jinx nods.
"Good. Now, do you know why you had to turn on your former enter self-ally? Do you understand why it was a necessary course of action?"
"... Jinx knows why... didn't need ally... partner... Jinx doesn't have friends, doesn't need friends... friends only wish to hurt Jinx, but Jinx is smarter, Jinx will hurt them first... hurt them all, just like she hurt partner... just like she'll hurt Jodie and Carla at Demented... Jinx wanted to be friends with Julie, wanted to be her best friend, but Jinx can't have friends... Jinx only has herself and... and... Jinx only has one friend, and he tells Jinx the truth... tells Jinx the truth about Julie and about Jodie and about Car-la and about the draft and now being on the Lights Out roster... he told Jinx that he would know when the time was right and Jinx did... Jinx knew, and Jinx hurt partnerand opponents... he did, hedidhedidhedidhedidhedidhedid.... Jinx knows now, knows better than them and is ready... Jinx is ready... readyreadyreadyreadyready................................"
The man grins as he looks down at the small screen. With no further interaction, Jinx seemingly reverts to a docile state, slowly calming herself back down and sitting back on the floor. She sits in an Indian style and begins rocking back and forth at a quick pace. The man lets him sit quietly for a moment, and then speaks once again, immediately stirring Jinx like before.
"Jinx tell me, what do you think about your first PPV and upcoming match at Demented?"
"... Jinx doesn't care about PPV... Jinx only wants to fight... Jinx wants to face Jodie O’Brien and Carla Owens... make Jodie and Carla feel what Jinx feels, make them hurt, suffer... make them both bleed all over ring, all over fans, all over Demented... JINX HATES JODIE, HATES AND HATES CARLA...hates them, hates them, hates them................ but Jinx now knows how to be better, how to control Jinx. Jinx has a plan, a plan to destroy Jodie and Carla... He knows plan, he... man who helps Jinx... he knows what Jinx must do... what Jinx WILL do... told Jinx the truth, told her how to beat Jodie and Carla, how to beat everyone........... he knows......"
The man laughs a bit, as he presses the button again, closing the link between them. Jinx again reverts to her quiet state, and returns to her corner in the white room. She sits down and begins slamming her head against the wall. This continues for several moments until the man decides to shut off the video feed entirely. He then snickers to himself.
"Indeed, Jinx does have a plan, and that plan is as amusing as it is simple. Jodie and Carla, you have arrived at a crossroads, my friends. And at this crossroads, it is Jinx who offers you both a choice of two fates... fates designed not only for either of you, but for the rest of the Lights Out roster as well. Of all the possible challengers, who would have believed it would be Jinx who would attempt to defeat you both with a mental plan of attack. But enough dramatics, on to the triple threat match, so to speak. Your choice is simple... you both just show up and go up against Jinx on Demented. You put on a good show. And by that, I mean you give Jinx all that you have... but you don't go for the pinfall. You bring every ounce of fight, every bit of energy you have and you put it all up against Jinx... but you don't try to make her submit. If you defeat Jinx, then you condemn someone else on the Lights Out roster, Jodie and Carla... who that person is remains unknown to all but Jinx, I'm afraid. But if you defeat Jinx at Demented, then someone else shall have to pay the price. And ladies, there's no point in playing coy, you know exactly what kind of price I'm talking about. With this, I place the whole Lights Out roster on notice. Who Jinx would choose is up to no one but her. Brand is irrelevant. Gender is irrelevant. Champion or not is irrelevant. Active wrestler or not is irrelevant. EVERYONE is an option. EVERYONE is marked. EVERYONE is at risk here... all because of the two of you, Jodie and Carla. Make your choice, my friend. But choose wisely... once Jinx has made up her mind, even I might not be able to talk her out of it."
His grin was sickening, twisted, without any sort of humor. But the message was clear.. If Jodie or Carla wins, someone on the Lights Out roster would be held accountable. He moved back around his desk, stopping behind the metal chair with a strange look on his face. He pondered for a moment, then began smirking again as he moved around the chair.
"The choice is yours, ladies. Jinx is clearly able to take you both apart regardless of what you choose, but on the slight chance that you were lucky enough to perhaps gain a victory over her... well, you're signing the ticket for someone else. And with your sense of morals, with your goody-goody exterior, we shall now test just how good the both of you really are. We shall put your goodness to the test, and what better instrument to test you than Jinx herself? It is not coincidence that we have been brought here to this point, Jodie and Carla. Nor is it coincidence that I have come in search of Jinx now. I, like God, do not play with dice. I do not believe in coincidence. Jinx is everything I have said she is. She is the true embodiment of what all men and women are... deep down on the inside, at least. She is a monster, a creature without feelings. A killer. We now wait and see what you are, Jodie and Carla. And no matter what your words may say, all will be revealed on Demented. You saw what he did to a male giant Boris on Ignite, imagine what she would do to someone whom she's focused on harming. What she would do gladly to someone she feels wants to hurt her. It is you yourself that he seeks to claim, and like an angel of death descended upon you, she will come with anger and furious destruction. And in the end, she shall have what she came for... from you or from another."
He then sits down behind his desk and leans back in his chair. A moment of silence as he sits and stares into the camera, still unblinking in his every movement. Finally, he leans forward and presses a small button, before tilting back and getting comfortable. Moments later, an audible click turns the camera's attention towards a pair of massive wooden doors, which slowly open, revealing Jinx standing on the other side. She steps inside and makes her way toward the man's desk, stopping only a few feet from it. Her nose twitches, as if smelling the air for something that isn't there. Her fingers curl and uncurl again and again, like there were of their own minds. Even her posture, still twisted and grotesque, much like her outwardly appearance remains deformed. The man smirks and extends a hand towards Jinx.
"Is there anything you wish to add to this little public address, Jinx? Afterall, I'm sure Jodie and Carla is watching.”
".............. Jodie and Carla... Jinx can't wait until Demented, can't wait until bell rings... Jinx wants Jodie and Carla now, wants them here and now, to hurt them, smash them, hack and slash... tear flesh, skin... break bones, grind them into powder... Jinx wants Jodie and Carla here, so Jinx can force her fists down their throat, and if Jinx can't have Jodie and Carla................................................................. Jinx will have someone else... hehehe.... heh..... hehe......... Jinx will have someone else, and then Jinx will play, have fun with them... Jinx will make them like pain, just like Jinx does... then Jinx can impress him.... can impress him with her ability... Jinx just wants Jodie and Carla... wants to hurt them.... hurthimhurthim.... heheheheheheheheheheheheheheeee....... yes, she will, Jinx will skin them make them bleed, make them beg for mercy.... but Jinx has a secret.... Jodie and Carla will beg for mercy, and Jinx will tell Jodie and Carla her secret... Jinx will tell them, not now, nononononononononononononononononononononoooo... Jodie and Carla will beg for mercy, and Jinx will rip their ear off and whisper into their ears... JINX ALL OUT OF MERCY THIS TIME, COME BACK LATER!!!!!!! AHAHAHAAAA HA HAHA AHA HAAAH AHA AHA AHAAA!!!!!"
The man chuckled at Jinx' words, as he stood and walked around the desk. Jinx seemed to back off from the man, giving him his space, and was rewarded as the man removed what appeared to be a Snickers candy bar from his pocket. He dangled the candy bar in front of Jinx face, and the clown's expression changed instantly. The man tossed the candy bar in the corner, and Jinx pounced on it like a housecat on a chewtoy, leaving the man to address the camera alone.
"You see, ladies? Jinx is more focused now than ever before. Just show up and put up a fight. Put up your best fight. Last as long as you can. Then, and only then, you let Jinx get the pin and win, and stop whatever potential madness she has in mind for Lights Out. As for me? Well, let's just say that at this point, I'm simply an amused spectator. We'll see you soon, Jodie and Carla. Sooner than you might think."
The camera then begins backing away from the man, backwards and out the office doors into the lobby, the camera still focused on the man as he stands there staring back.
Cut to static.
Throws and slams, the wrestler remains strong,
punch and bam, hes back on the floor,
referee jumps in, goes for the pin,
1,2,3, the mans fate, the mans destiny, ended with a tragedy,
crowd boo and moan, fans grunt and groan, 'Winner' referee yells,
he wins the title, he wins the belt, end of match,
he wins the fame, he wins the glory, the other man, left in shame.