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Post by Star Stormz on Jul 25, 2019 13:55:22 GMT -5
Singles Match
Bella Madison v Richard Rider
PWS APEX Presents Friday Night Riot
Honda Center
Anaheim, California
August 2,2019
1 rp max per person
300 word minimum
3000 word maximum
Deadline is Wednesday May 31st at 11:59 Eastern
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Post by Richard Rider on Jul 31, 2019 19:57:49 GMT -5
(The scene fades up with Richard Rider as he walks into a bar and makes his way up to the bartender. The bartender was a young, beautiful woman who looked like she could handle her own in a fight. He leaned on the bar and spoke in a voice that to him, sounded seductive. But in all reality it kind of made him sound like a creep.)
Rider: What's a pretty little thing like you doing in a place like this?
(The bartender looked at him in disgust.)
Bartender: What do you want?
Rider: I'd like to take you out to dinner.
Bartender: Trust me... you are barking up the wrong tree.
Rider: Oh what's wrong? Got a boyfriend? Fiance ? Husband? Because that isnt a problem for me if it isn't for you.
(The bartender scoffed as she served another customer.)
Rider: Oh come on, hot stuff. You saying you dont wanna spend a night with PWS APEX's hottest commodity? A Hollywood celebrity... A-LIST!
(She raised an eyebrow)
Bartender: Really? What kinds of films have you been in?
Rider: Oh just a little movie called "Ride or Die"... maybe you've heard of it?
(The bartender laughed. A gentleman in the room walked up to him. Very flambouyant.)
Guy: You were in "Ride or Die"? That's like... me and my boyfriends favorite movie... if you know what I mean.
(The guy winks at him and Rider looks confused.)
Rider: I'm glad you enjoy it.
Bartender: So THATS your big claim to fame?
Rider: Yeah, I mean there is a whole rack at Wal-Mart! I'm a big deal.
(The bartender scoffed as she turned away, muttering under her breath)
Bartender: It's either a gay porn, or it's in the $5 bin.
(The guy put his focus on Rider.)
Guy: So, what brings you here, stud.
(Rider raised an eyebrow a little but was enjoying the attention.)
Rider: Well, as you know, I'm also a professional wrestler, and I have a match this week. So I was looking for a pretty little thing to be by my side for this match.
Guy: I could be by your side for anything.
Rider: Not really what I was looking for... but thanks I guess.
Guy: So, who are you and your abs fighting this week?
Rider: Little Bella Madison... or is it Pheonix? I don't know, she acts like she is a big deal, and that her mom and stepdad are big deals. But come on, if you arent Richard Rider... you aren't a big deal at all.
(Another guy walked up behind him and startled him.)
Guy 2: Wait a minute... you are THE Richard Rider?
Rider: That's me.
Guy 2: OMG everyone... it's Dick Rider! Dude... you are like a LEGEND around these parts.
Rider: Finally! Some one finally recognizes how big of a star I am. But please, call me Richard. Dick is just so... soft...
Guy: I HOPE NOT!
(Rider kind of squinted... something felt off but he didn't know what it was)
Rider: Anyways... I have to fight this little girl and well... I don't want to hurt her too bad. Ya know what I mean? I'm not one to hit a woman. But, it comes with the job.
(The bartender comes back in his direction.)
Bartender: Are you gonna order anything? Because if not I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.
Rider: Oh i'll order all right. You sure you don't want a night with Richard Rider?
Bartender: I'm sure...
(a voice was heard from off camera. A very butch looking woman walked into the shot.)
Woman: You ready, babe?
Bartender: Just about.
(The bartender and the woman kiss. Rider grins big as he watches.)
Rider: I get it... That's why you rejected me. But hey, I can be on board for a ...
Bartender: Don't even finish that sentance. You may want to look around, Dick.
(Rider starts to look around and notices 2 women dancing, then 2 men holding hands, and several other gay and lesbian couples around the room and it dawns on him... HE IS IN A GAY BAR! The realization shocks him as he pretends his phone rings.)
Rider: Hello? .... He does? ... Well ... hold on...
(He covers the phone with his hand)
Rider: It's Steven... ya know... Speilberg. He wants me for another movie. I gotta take this. Tune in to Riot on Friday!
(The then walks out of the bar VERY quickly, taking his pretend phone call. He got down the street and ducked around the corner before he began to tremble a little and look disgusted.)
Rider: OMG...
(He shudders a bit as the scene fades to black.)
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Post by Bella Madison on Jul 31, 2019 23:01:26 GMT -5
I never held my hand out and asked for something free I got pride I could roll out for miles in front of me I don't need your help, and I don't need sympathy I don't need you to lower the bar for me
~_~_~_~_~ I Won’t Forget ~_~_~_~_~
Flashing back 9 years ago....give or take a few...
We sit in an office of a world renowned psychiatrist Dr. Martin Wytecki. It’s been about 3 months since the kidnapping and the nightmares of those 2 weeks that they were held captive still are fresh in the young 12 year old mind. A young Elizabeth sits on a couch with a drawing pad, sketching away. “Elizabeth.” She continues to sketch without acknowledging the doctor. “Elizabeth?”
“Bella...” she doesn’t even glance up, “I prefer to be called Bella.”
“Bella, why don’t you put your book down for a few? I’d like if we had a little chat.”
She just looks up at him, “What about?”
“Well, your mother seems really concerned about these nightmares you have been having lately.”
“They’re not nightmares....they’re memories.”
“Of?”
She just goes back to her drawing and says very solidly “.......what do you think?”
The doctor shifts in his chair uncomfortably and clears his throat, “You seem to be...off put by even being here today. Why is that?”
“Because I don’t like to forget. And that’s why I’m here...so you can make me forget.”
“Not exactly the whole truth there Bella.” She stops and tosses down her book and looks dead at him, “What you went through was, from what we understand, a very traumatizing event. If I could help ease that in your young mind...”
Bella just shakes her head, “I don’t want to forget. I just want to sleep. I never want to forget what that monster did to Spinelli. I don’t want to forget what I went through. If I forget then I could possibly fall into that same trap again and I don’t want to. My mother, Nick...they have enough to worry about.”
“You realize that is an enormous burden to put on your mind? To remember those things that you went through and to remember what that young man went through....” He reaches over to the table to grab her drawing pad but Bella reaches real quick and snatches it away.
“That is private.” He just puts his hands up.
“I’m sorry, I was just kind of curious as to what you were working on there.” While Bella looks at her book he reaches over presses a button on a laptop that was sitting off to his side.
“It’s the image I remember those most. The one I always dream about...at least, that’s how it starts and finishes...usually on fire.”
“Why?”
“Because...that’s how our time there ended. There was a carnival...and then suddenly...”
And then silence. She had drifted off into a deep sleep.
“And suddenly you were able to sleep. It’s ok to remember Bella, but only when you are ready. Until then, we’re going to make sure you sleep.” He stands up and gently pulls the book from her hands and looks at it. All that is there...is a sigil.
~_~_~_~_~ Fog Lifts ~_~_~_~_~
“Need help?” we hear Bella’s voice from behind Alanah who is trying to gather Jack and Mack’s things and is rushing around, Bella looks at her smiling, leaning on the door frame.
“Hey! I thought you guys would be on the way to the hospital already.”
“Not yet, might take a team of wild horses to get your brother to go at this rate. But I may have just convinced him. Just taking longer than it should, so I told him I’d go get our things. That was quick and easy surprisingly so here I am.”
“Yeah that sounds like Mal. I almost got all of Jack’s things, so maybe just check to see if Mack’s things are together and we can meet up with the guys.”
Bella smirks and walks over to Alanah pointed and looks over everything. “Huh, for a guy that is well...Mack...he’s remarkably tidy.”
“I know. So strange.”
Bella stops and looks at a tag on Mack bag. “What is this?” staring at it she doesn’t hear Alanah answer back to the point where Bella doesn’t respond. Trial by Fire
“Bella?” Alanah shakes her out of her trance. “Hey! Are you ok?”
Bella kinda shakes the webs loose bringing her out of the strange trance, “Wha? OH! Sorry, I was just kind of looking at this thing on Mack’s bag. Looks so familiar, do you know where it came from?”
“Not a clue, you should ask him though.” Bella just looks at Alanah and smirks.
“Yeah, like Mack is gonna tell me a damn thing. He’s probably thinking I wanna kick his ass after tonight.” Bella laughs a bit as does Alanah. “Come on, let’s go see if those idiots are ready to go to the hospital yet.”
“I’m going to seriously scream at all of them. This is why we can’t have nice things.”
Bella just laughs and holds up a bag that was sitting in the hallway on top of their stuff and chucks it in the trash, “No kidding. Getting them healed up is first, then we lay it on thick.”
“Sounds good to me!”
~_~_~_~_~ When dreams turn into nightmares ~_~_~_~_~
“Where am I?”
Fuzzy, focus....you can do this. Open your eyes, Elizabeth. Remember.
“Why? What’s so important?”
Just do it!
“I- ...I can’t...”
Can’t? ...or won’t?
“Both?”
............oh my child.
You have to remember. If you want to escape completely, once and for all, you NEED to remember!
.....you are not ready.
“....that is not your call.”
Trial. By. Fire.
Bella’s eyes shoot open and she sits up as a book, that was laying on her chest, falls to the floor. “What the hell?”
“Bells?” Mal steps through the door of their bedroom and looks at her with concern. “Everything ok, love?”
“Yeah, just....fucking wacky ass dream.” she says trying to calm herself.
“Again? That’s happened a lot lately. What was it?”
“Not even sure....there was a lot of fog, voices....” Mal sits down on the bed next to her, brushing her hair back as he can she’s trying to remember “Trial by fire”
“What?”
“That’s what the voice said....trial by fire.” Mal just looks at her “I know, it’s stupid. I guess the whole match this week for the first time in almost a month has me kinda messed up.”
“Well, considering I didn’t help matters 2 weeks ago and the last time you were in the ring the Darkest Carnival came after us again.”
“That’s the thing....these things didn’t start until after your match but that’s not it.” Bella sits back, “It’s like...almost like repressed memories? Something that I saw has just brought back all these weird things in my head. If that makes sense. Not even sure why this has started up again, I haven’t had dreams like this is a while. ...I hate this.”
“....so do I. Bad enough I was dealing with that shit, now you?”
Bella smiles at him, “About time you admitted that. You really think I didn’t notice that you weren’t there?”
Mal just shakes his head, “I should know by now, hiding anything from you is going to take a lot of fucking work from me. I don’t know if I have that kind of energy.”
“Yeah ya do.”
“Ok, maybe I do. Doesn’t stop the fact that it’s happening with you and add this idiot that you are facing this week?”
“And the probability of you not being medically cleared to be at ringside?”
“Don’t remind me.”
Bella sits up again and just wraps herself around him and lays her head on his shoulder, “I have this feeling, things are about to get a whole lot worse.”
Mal kisses the top of her head, “Not alone, love.”
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