Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2015 19:22:12 GMT -6
Friend or Foe
What do you do when people tend to not believe you? When they say you're fake? When they say you are not what you say you are? Do you face it head on? Do you fight and stand up for yourself or do you back away and hide? How do you handle things? If someone or something is thrown in your way… what do you do? These are questions we all face and how you answer… isn’t always what you would do. You might say “I will face it dead on.” When in reality, you run and hide. People are strange, and will believe what they want. Most will think you are play acting when you're not. Some people with REAL mental disabilities can go for years and never know they have something wrong. And why, cause people don’t believe.
One of the biggest ones people call fake is Autism and another… D.I.D. Better knowns as Multiple Personalities. These people look normal but don’t act normal. And I think that scares people. Cause no one likes the unknown. So they make fun… call people Retard (OOC: Personal note… that word pisses me off cause I have a son with Autism and a husband with D.I.D..) Tell them that it is all fake and there is nothing wrong when there really is. Like a person suffering from depression. Would you know if you saw it? More than likely no. They looking like everyone else. But in reality… they are hurting inside and one wrong thing… one wrong word and it could lead to them ending it all. Taking their life.
Scene opens as the camera is on a tripod as Christine is sitting on the floor with her back against the wall. Her head was down as she looks at the floor. Her hood over her head as she was breathing heavily. She had just finished an extensive workout and training session in preparation for her upcoming match against Roxi Johnson. Roxi Johnson, one of her best friends and hug buddies. This was not a easy match for her. She didn’t like fighting friends but knew she had to. She knew she had to let the world see a dream match between the two. Two women that we tough and knew all the ins and outs of the business.
Christine is a complex individual with complex emotions and when you add her mental health to the mix, you never know exactly what you will get. You see... Most people think it is Christine in the ring when mist the time she had switched to a different alter... A more dangerous one that holds most of her anger and rage. One that thinks mist the time she is protecting when sometimes she is doing nothing more than hurting Christine. But if you take the time to know the person... You know she is so different, so simple. Mom of 4 & stepmom of 4, trying to take care of her kids and her husband. She was herself and able to relax and not have to worry about the world and who did what.
As her breathing started to level out... Christine began to speak... And althou some come out like riddles, they were all genuine and all reflecting life and her match. They were all mixed up messes she had to sort thru. Imagine... 24/7 having more than one voice talking all at once. Kinda like the show "The View" when all the ladies talk at the same time. Never having a quiet moment, never having a time when you are totally at peace. Yes she could relax at home... But the voices... The arguments, the trying to take control never stopped. Was Christine depressed? Hell yes but it was because of more than just the constant heartbreak she got. It was because she wasn't normal and never would be. This condition never goes away, it is manageable with help from a psych, and she had started seeing one, but it never was going away. No meds could make the voices stop. Just then Christine started to speak.
Christine: She is here. She is with us. She wants out. She longs to feed on the fear and the despair of others and drive them mad. She longs for fire... And longs for blood. Her temper rises like the moon and the stars. Can you feel it? Do you sense her near? She went out and she don't care who or what is near. She longs to walk the God forsaken path and she longs to break the souls and spirits or those who stand against. You know me... I am not the dark one. She is... And she wants to Rise.
Christine nods as she turns away. She closed her eyes and places a hand on the
ground as she takes a deep breath.
Christine: Let Darkness rise… and let the Demons and the Angel arise. Let the fates of those that have no idea what they have stepped into. The company has no idea what they have done. The darkness… the evil… the…
Christine gets very quiet as her eyes roll back and her breathing temporarily labored. She then rises and turns around dropping the veil as she looks back at the camera. She wasn’t Christine anymore. No… Angel had risen and she wasn’t happy. No with Angel, there was not friends, no Lovers, NO nothing. Everyone was against her and she didn’t care who she hurt or who she used to get what she wanted. She was going to do anything she needed to so that she could survive and win.
Angel: Come forth and show the world your true colors and show them their fate. Let the darkness rise and overcome.
gel steps back takes another breath as she watches the camera and then looks around the room. A smirk crosses her face.
Angel:(Rambles) My lips are pale and vicious and now you’re foaming at the mouth as you’ve suffered in the darkness. My darkness as I’ll suck the pain right out. I will give you the deadly bite and I will give you the venomous kiss that will either end you, or make you so sick you can’t compete. You can’t fight me. You don’t know me. You know Christine. You know the sweet, the innocent… You don’t know the darkness, the bitch, the Angel, the twisted one that came from the pain, the fire, the hell.
She cocks her head as she smirks and the evil grin gets bigger. He eyes looked almost blood red as Angel was enjoying this. Enjoying making her presence known. Making everyone understand she was the master of the ring and she was the boss when it came to the ring… and maybe a little out of the ring too. She wasn’t going to let anyone… friend or foe, walk all over her and take that glory from her. Take the pain and fear that she tried to provide and the joy it gave her to give it.
Angel: The flames will rise… and the blood will spill and the hopes and dreams of the weary will turn to nightmares. Before I can even think of championships… I have to get past the scum. I have to take down the trash that is fed to us. They think we are nothing more than a low lifes… but I… I will prove them wrong. I will prove the world wrong. I will prove once and for all that all the haters… they are all hatin cause they fear the unknown. They fear the unseen… and the things they can’t understand. I… I don’t get and NEVER will.
Angel lowers her head and takes a deep breath. She closed her eyes.
Angel: The time is drawing Nigh. The fate is sealed and the time is now. You don’t know what tomorrow will hold but I can tell you that once I step in that ring... Once I show these morons who the real Master is and the real demonic powers to be are, then and only then will they… the little piss ants of this society will really understand that I am here and here to stay and I hold the fate and the fate is life. I hope you’re ready… I hope you're prepared. Cause come tonight, Roxi… I am coming full force and I will once and for all show what I was made for.
Angel: It is time for a Revolution. It is time to RISE!
She rolls her eyes back and takes another deep breath before collapsing. After only a few moments… her eyes open again and she looks up.
Christine: She is gone. But she is not far. Are you ready? Roxi my dear… I am your friend… and I will always be your friend and hug buddy but when we get in that ring… it won’t be me you are fighting. It will be her. The one you try to help protect me from and helps to keep from coming out.
Christine lowers her head and closed her eyes as she speaks one last time before turning off the camera.
Christine:Beware. The journey ends here. The rise of a new force is coming. The rise… of Ms. Hyde. The rise… of the Twisted Angel.