Post by ladydedraca on Jan 13, 2017 23:25:25 GMT
■out of character■ Was a little struggle this week with being sick, but enjoy.
■supporting cast■ Christian Mercer; Austin J. Mercer; Alex Jones and Alexandra Jackson [Kelly]
T H E H O W L
New York City; New York
ON/OFF camera
The darkness was strangely comforting. More than she was able to admit to anyone but herself. The streets still wet from the heavy rain that had fallen down. For days. Some people feel the rain, others just get wet. It was one of those nights where you could toss and turn in bed, or just go outside. Explore this interesting city that was rumored to never sleep.
Looks pretty dead to me.
It was her own voice that echoed in the back of her head. As of late that had been the case way too often. Zoning out while people were talking to her. Which did not necessarily mean she wasn’t paying attention. But everything was too loud. Too busy. Every morning she would check if the smile was still intact. Why not tell them the truth? Why not open up those wounds that had taken a lifetime to heal. Because.
They would take it personal. Trying to fix it.
And we can’t have that. ELENA DEDRACA was not weak. Looking back to a past that taught her that weakness was a death sentence. Leaning on people was a choice, not a must. Letting someone in, an option. The small wrinkle between her eyebrows was tightening with every step she took. The direction a secret, even to herself. When taking a deep breath, it was as if she could smell the city. All the trees and flowers, but there was more. Less pleasant and inviting. Mistrust and death. Broken dreams and failed existences.
You think that you are better, right?
Elena was shaking her head. She knew what it felt to be scum and how quickly you could lose everything. How fragile a human life was. And from the day that you get born the sword of Damocles was floating over your head. Some lives only lasted the blink of an eye. And what was there to remember? It was hard to tell if she noticed when her mouth opened, her voice sounding strange. It almost made her jump after walking in silence for so long.
“They doubt me. They still doubt me… .”
Showing certain signs of a mental breakdown a well known voice joined her inside her head. As real as if he was standing right in front of her. Calm on the outside, but the rage was real.
Do you wanna end like Alexandra? Do you think I can just lean back and ignore what has happened at that New Year’s event? She could have been killed. I know this is your passion… your life… but there comes a time when you have to make better decisions.Think about the little family we have. Your daughter. You have done everything you came back for. What is there left to prove? And more important is it worth sacrificing a happy life? ~CHRISTIAN MERCER
She did not remember when he said that. But the look on his face was still there in the back of her mind. Hurt. Disappointed. Loving. Her footsteps seemed a lot heavier than before. Finding it hard to drag on when the conversation went on.
You gotta understand we worry about you. This is not just someone you going up against. Its Lex Collins. Someone that has earned his reputation for being a good fighter. At points ruthless and aggressive. And Elena, mom, he wants this as much as you. I don’t tell you what to do, but take notice of the people that care about you. We wanna see you succeed but for what price? ~ AUSTIN JAMES MERCER
“Thanks for the trust… .”
They meant well. No matter how far she was gone- she knew that. And it was appreciated but in the end it did not change anything. She was out there on her own. Slaughtering whoever was standing between her and the goals she had set. It was a blessing and curse at the same time. Having friends was a privilege.
“I am sorry… it's just who I am... .”
Look at you. I am so proud of what you have achieved after being out for such a long time. I look at you and still see the seventeen year old girl that gave me the middle finger. The same girl that would stay all the extra hours. Picking fights with the biggest guys. Sure, you would hide behind me from time to time- but that was merely for my ego. Elena, you can take the world. Becoming the Iron Queen of Phoenix Wrestling is only the beginning. I dare them to underestimate you. ~ ALEX JONES
It was hard to fight off the smile that was forming on her dark colored lips. It was not fully grown. Sometimes you had to take a step back. Breath deeply. Forget about the situation just to find a way back to your roots. She was not meant to live in a cage. Leaning back and putting up her feet was never an option.
Lex Collins knew that kind of mentality. He lived the ups and downs of this business. With what result? After a few months the hunger returned. The itch was so real. She knew how it felt. Like a dry alcoholic that was craving for one last drink, right?
Just like the darkness and fog inside of her head was lifting, the night itself slowly waved goodbye. Something she only noticed when looking up at the lightning sky. Hearing the first people coming to life. Preparing themselves to survive another day. And what was what it was all about, surviving. No matter if it was in a regular life or what they did for a living. Her steps would speed up slightly when she heard a soprano like laughter in her thoughts.
So you are the underdog? They don’t pay you enough attention. They are a cliq? So what? Been there, done that. You know better than anyone else that this is the fucking truth of my whole career. If I wasn’t in a hospital bed right now El, I would kick your ass. What value does their opinion have? Feeling so safe in their own little world. You have done nothing but dominate since you signed with the company. Ignorance is just a spreading trend. I know you like Lex. I like Lex, don’t tell my dad I said that. You respect each other. I admire that. But Elena, you have to forget about that. You wanna be the Iron Queen? If that is really your intention there is only one way to do it. Look him in the eyes and FUCK his shit up. ~ ALEXANDRA JACKSON [Kelly]
Something so simple. Something so blunt. Something so true. Every legacy began with taking the first step. Leaving your comfort zone.
He who has no enemies is killed by friends. ~ Tacitus
G R E A T E X P E C T A T I O N S
New York City; New York
ON/OFF camera
If you were as impatient as Miss DeDraca it was hard to sit down for a speech. Getting your mind in the right perspective. Analysing whatever your opponent was about. It was tiring more than a thirty minute Iron Man match. But it was part of the job description. In the days of social media even more than when she started. Everything seemed rather fancy these days.
Forgotten the days where you just walked up to your opponent. Challenged the person, mocked each other and then fought it out in the ring. Or on the parking lot.
The good ol’ days.
She let out a hysterical laughter when thinking that. Wasn’t that what old people would say? Mising the good old times? Elena brushed through her raven hair before focusing on the camera. The red recording light made her remember it had been on. For a good while.
“I must excuse myself. But isn’t the human mind a fascinating thing? Taking us places that we didn’t know exist? Our fantasy is dragging us to places that are beyond reality. If we let it. I am a fantast some would say. Especially when it comes to the tournament I am finally in. But let me set something straight here. I am all but that. I am a realist if anything at all. I do not follow little girls dreams. I never wanted to be a princess, I stepped up to be a Queen. Now we can start the discussion that there are too many people out there claiming that title. But that is the main problem, it is only a title to them. For me, it is a way of living. I try to represent myself in the best way possible. And therefor I represent the company in a good light. Why do I tell you all this? Bore you to death or make you have another piece of pizza. It is very simple. Because i do not have it in my blood to obey. And for the longest time I was letting everyone make decisions for me. Why? Because it is good for my career. Leaning on the keyword. My.”
She was pointing with her index finger against the left side of her head. Being rather dramatic in that very moment.
“My mind was so clouded by false promises and chances that never lead anywhere. Letting people pull me left and right. That is not me. That never was me. The truth is, I might fuck up every now and then, but at least I do it with my head held up high. Which is something, no matter the outcome of Round two, I can say about Lex Collins too. I have watched the illustrious career of Mister Collins. He is well known and respected. I extra don’t say like, because there are enough that can’t stand him. Maybe because of fear. But Lex, I am not those people. I do have the biggest amount of respect for you. I even invited you to my wedding. You are the type of person that will do what has to be done. No matter if it is unpleasant or dirty. And so am I. We leave the pretty things to those that want to stand in the spotlight.” A small pause. “But wait, don’t we aim just for that, during this tournament? To never be forgotten and go down in the history of Phoenix Wrestling. I think I gotta reconsider my pet.”
There was a noise in the background that obviously came from a television. More than likely Isabella watching some comics. She grinned.
“There were points when I thought people had a right to look down on me. That i did not deserve to have a good life. But that was then. I have worked hard Lex. And while you deserve to win this tournament like a few others, I am not gonna get down without a fight. Do I need to win it to get the attention of the roster? Nah. I thought so. The truth proves me wrong though. I do this for me. I overcame everything in my career. And I will overcome you my love. If I have to outsmart you, so be it. I think the special rules benefit us both. We are feeling home on the ground. And even though you overpower me on some aspects, you are not unbeatable. No one is. I will get you down on this mat and put you in every submission hold that I know. I know what you are capable of and the truth is- it only motivates me to give you my best shot. I wanna look you in the eyes and see what Lex Collins is all about. If the fire is still burning. You will come at me hard and without making a sexual joke here, but that is just the way I like it.”
Another small pause. Another laughter. Even the hint of red on her cheek. The girl was no joker, leave alone making sexual innuendos.
“But all jokes aside Lex, you know exactly what to expect from me. I got no sense for belittling my opponents or trash them. I don’t have to appear like a cunt to win my fights. But do not let one thing out of sight. No matter how much I value you and your talent, I am my own best friend. I want something, I go and get it. No matter what you bring to the table, I will swallow it. Take the biggest bite that you have ever seen. Your name does not intimidate me. Not all the glorious memories that you have created. I challenge you to look behind the picture that people paint about me. All the stories that have been told in the past years. I was broken. I was damaged. But I fixed myself. I picked myself off of the ground. And now that the big pot is almost in reach- I won't back down. Whenever I see someone with a god given talent like yours it makes me smile. Why? Because back in the days I would have gone insecure. Doubting every little thing I am capable of. So what changed? I grew up love. I laced up my boots and fought for every little thing that I own today. I am beyond the point of doing this for money…”
She was interrupted with a little, blonde girl running towards her direction. Her daughter didn’t care little that she was trying to record promotional work. Instead she crawled on the sofa, getting comfortable on her lap. Elena smiled.
“... but this here makes it worth it. One day my little girl will be grown up. And there will come a time when she will ask for advice. What shall I do with my life mommy? Do you know the right answer to that Lex? Is it anything you have ever thought about?I have. And here is my answer. Do whatever makes you happy. Be whoever you wanna be. And don’t let anyone tell you that you can’t. That is what mommy did. I became a wrestler despise people thinking that I wasn’t good enough. Overcame whatever challenge they put in my way. And that is exactly what you are Lex. Another challenge. And to finish off with the epic words of my small Pixie.” She kissed Isabella’s head before covering her ears. “Sometimes there is only one right choice. You gotta FUCK someone’s hit up.”
Elena winked towards the camera before putting her focus on Isabella. Cuddling her close while placing kisses all over her face. Both would laugh when the camera fades to black.
■supporting cast■ Christian Mercer; Austin J. Mercer; Alex Jones and Alexandra Jackson [Kelly]
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T H E H O W L
New York City; New York
ON/OFF camera
The darkness was strangely comforting. More than she was able to admit to anyone but herself. The streets still wet from the heavy rain that had fallen down. For days. Some people feel the rain, others just get wet. It was one of those nights where you could toss and turn in bed, or just go outside. Explore this interesting city that was rumored to never sleep.
Looks pretty dead to me.
It was her own voice that echoed in the back of her head. As of late that had been the case way too often. Zoning out while people were talking to her. Which did not necessarily mean she wasn’t paying attention. But everything was too loud. Too busy. Every morning she would check if the smile was still intact. Why not tell them the truth? Why not open up those wounds that had taken a lifetime to heal. Because.
They would take it personal. Trying to fix it.
And we can’t have that. ELENA DEDRACA was not weak. Looking back to a past that taught her that weakness was a death sentence. Leaning on people was a choice, not a must. Letting someone in, an option. The small wrinkle between her eyebrows was tightening with every step she took. The direction a secret, even to herself. When taking a deep breath, it was as if she could smell the city. All the trees and flowers, but there was more. Less pleasant and inviting. Mistrust and death. Broken dreams and failed existences.
You think that you are better, right?
Elena was shaking her head. She knew what it felt to be scum and how quickly you could lose everything. How fragile a human life was. And from the day that you get born the sword of Damocles was floating over your head. Some lives only lasted the blink of an eye. And what was there to remember? It was hard to tell if she noticed when her mouth opened, her voice sounding strange. It almost made her jump after walking in silence for so long.
“They doubt me. They still doubt me… .”
Showing certain signs of a mental breakdown a well known voice joined her inside her head. As real as if he was standing right in front of her. Calm on the outside, but the rage was real.
Do you wanna end like Alexandra? Do you think I can just lean back and ignore what has happened at that New Year’s event? She could have been killed. I know this is your passion… your life… but there comes a time when you have to make better decisions.Think about the little family we have. Your daughter. You have done everything you came back for. What is there left to prove? And more important is it worth sacrificing a happy life? ~CHRISTIAN MERCER
She did not remember when he said that. But the look on his face was still there in the back of her mind. Hurt. Disappointed. Loving. Her footsteps seemed a lot heavier than before. Finding it hard to drag on when the conversation went on.
You gotta understand we worry about you. This is not just someone you going up against. Its Lex Collins. Someone that has earned his reputation for being a good fighter. At points ruthless and aggressive. And Elena, mom, he wants this as much as you. I don’t tell you what to do, but take notice of the people that care about you. We wanna see you succeed but for what price? ~ AUSTIN JAMES MERCER
“Thanks for the trust… .”
They meant well. No matter how far she was gone- she knew that. And it was appreciated but in the end it did not change anything. She was out there on her own. Slaughtering whoever was standing between her and the goals she had set. It was a blessing and curse at the same time. Having friends was a privilege.
“I am sorry… it's just who I am... .”
Look at you. I am so proud of what you have achieved after being out for such a long time. I look at you and still see the seventeen year old girl that gave me the middle finger. The same girl that would stay all the extra hours. Picking fights with the biggest guys. Sure, you would hide behind me from time to time- but that was merely for my ego. Elena, you can take the world. Becoming the Iron Queen of Phoenix Wrestling is only the beginning. I dare them to underestimate you. ~ ALEX JONES
It was hard to fight off the smile that was forming on her dark colored lips. It was not fully grown. Sometimes you had to take a step back. Breath deeply. Forget about the situation just to find a way back to your roots. She was not meant to live in a cage. Leaning back and putting up her feet was never an option.
Lex Collins knew that kind of mentality. He lived the ups and downs of this business. With what result? After a few months the hunger returned. The itch was so real. She knew how it felt. Like a dry alcoholic that was craving for one last drink, right?
Just like the darkness and fog inside of her head was lifting, the night itself slowly waved goodbye. Something she only noticed when looking up at the lightning sky. Hearing the first people coming to life. Preparing themselves to survive another day. And what was what it was all about, surviving. No matter if it was in a regular life or what they did for a living. Her steps would speed up slightly when she heard a soprano like laughter in her thoughts.
So you are the underdog? They don’t pay you enough attention. They are a cliq? So what? Been there, done that. You know better than anyone else that this is the fucking truth of my whole career. If I wasn’t in a hospital bed right now El, I would kick your ass. What value does their opinion have? Feeling so safe in their own little world. You have done nothing but dominate since you signed with the company. Ignorance is just a spreading trend. I know you like Lex. I like Lex, don’t tell my dad I said that. You respect each other. I admire that. But Elena, you have to forget about that. You wanna be the Iron Queen? If that is really your intention there is only one way to do it. Look him in the eyes and FUCK his shit up. ~ ALEXANDRA JACKSON [Kelly]
Something so simple. Something so blunt. Something so true. Every legacy began with taking the first step. Leaving your comfort zone.
He who has no enemies is killed by friends. ~ Tacitus
G R E A T E X P E C T A T I O N S
New York City; New York
ON/OFF camera
If you were as impatient as Miss DeDraca it was hard to sit down for a speech. Getting your mind in the right perspective. Analysing whatever your opponent was about. It was tiring more than a thirty minute Iron Man match. But it was part of the job description. In the days of social media even more than when she started. Everything seemed rather fancy these days.
Forgotten the days where you just walked up to your opponent. Challenged the person, mocked each other and then fought it out in the ring. Or on the parking lot.
The good ol’ days.
She let out a hysterical laughter when thinking that. Wasn’t that what old people would say? Mising the good old times? Elena brushed through her raven hair before focusing on the camera. The red recording light made her remember it had been on. For a good while.
“I must excuse myself. But isn’t the human mind a fascinating thing? Taking us places that we didn’t know exist? Our fantasy is dragging us to places that are beyond reality. If we let it. I am a fantast some would say. Especially when it comes to the tournament I am finally in. But let me set something straight here. I am all but that. I am a realist if anything at all. I do not follow little girls dreams. I never wanted to be a princess, I stepped up to be a Queen. Now we can start the discussion that there are too many people out there claiming that title. But that is the main problem, it is only a title to them. For me, it is a way of living. I try to represent myself in the best way possible. And therefor I represent the company in a good light. Why do I tell you all this? Bore you to death or make you have another piece of pizza. It is very simple. Because i do not have it in my blood to obey. And for the longest time I was letting everyone make decisions for me. Why? Because it is good for my career. Leaning on the keyword. My.”
She was pointing with her index finger against the left side of her head. Being rather dramatic in that very moment.
“My mind was so clouded by false promises and chances that never lead anywhere. Letting people pull me left and right. That is not me. That never was me. The truth is, I might fuck up every now and then, but at least I do it with my head held up high. Which is something, no matter the outcome of Round two, I can say about Lex Collins too. I have watched the illustrious career of Mister Collins. He is well known and respected. I extra don’t say like, because there are enough that can’t stand him. Maybe because of fear. But Lex, I am not those people. I do have the biggest amount of respect for you. I even invited you to my wedding. You are the type of person that will do what has to be done. No matter if it is unpleasant or dirty. And so am I. We leave the pretty things to those that want to stand in the spotlight.” A small pause. “But wait, don’t we aim just for that, during this tournament? To never be forgotten and go down in the history of Phoenix Wrestling. I think I gotta reconsider my pet.”
There was a noise in the background that obviously came from a television. More than likely Isabella watching some comics. She grinned.
“There were points when I thought people had a right to look down on me. That i did not deserve to have a good life. But that was then. I have worked hard Lex. And while you deserve to win this tournament like a few others, I am not gonna get down without a fight. Do I need to win it to get the attention of the roster? Nah. I thought so. The truth proves me wrong though. I do this for me. I overcame everything in my career. And I will overcome you my love. If I have to outsmart you, so be it. I think the special rules benefit us both. We are feeling home on the ground. And even though you overpower me on some aspects, you are not unbeatable. No one is. I will get you down on this mat and put you in every submission hold that I know. I know what you are capable of and the truth is- it only motivates me to give you my best shot. I wanna look you in the eyes and see what Lex Collins is all about. If the fire is still burning. You will come at me hard and without making a sexual joke here, but that is just the way I like it.”
Another small pause. Another laughter. Even the hint of red on her cheek. The girl was no joker, leave alone making sexual innuendos.
“But all jokes aside Lex, you know exactly what to expect from me. I got no sense for belittling my opponents or trash them. I don’t have to appear like a cunt to win my fights. But do not let one thing out of sight. No matter how much I value you and your talent, I am my own best friend. I want something, I go and get it. No matter what you bring to the table, I will swallow it. Take the biggest bite that you have ever seen. Your name does not intimidate me. Not all the glorious memories that you have created. I challenge you to look behind the picture that people paint about me. All the stories that have been told in the past years. I was broken. I was damaged. But I fixed myself. I picked myself off of the ground. And now that the big pot is almost in reach- I won't back down. Whenever I see someone with a god given talent like yours it makes me smile. Why? Because back in the days I would have gone insecure. Doubting every little thing I am capable of. So what changed? I grew up love. I laced up my boots and fought for every little thing that I own today. I am beyond the point of doing this for money…”
She was interrupted with a little, blonde girl running towards her direction. Her daughter didn’t care little that she was trying to record promotional work. Instead she crawled on the sofa, getting comfortable on her lap. Elena smiled.
“... but this here makes it worth it. One day my little girl will be grown up. And there will come a time when she will ask for advice. What shall I do with my life mommy? Do you know the right answer to that Lex? Is it anything you have ever thought about?I have. And here is my answer. Do whatever makes you happy. Be whoever you wanna be. And don’t let anyone tell you that you can’t. That is what mommy did. I became a wrestler despise people thinking that I wasn’t good enough. Overcame whatever challenge they put in my way. And that is exactly what you are Lex. Another challenge. And to finish off with the epic words of my small Pixie.” She kissed Isabella’s head before covering her ears. “Sometimes there is only one right choice. You gotta FUCK someone’s hit up.”
Elena winked towards the camera before putting her focus on Isabella. Cuddling her close while placing kisses all over her face. Both would laugh when the camera fades to black.
The Pale Queen
