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Post by phoenix on Jun 27, 2008 19:57:58 GMT -5
June 27th, 10:03 PM, near the GCW Building, Chicago
The city of Chicago formed a group of light from space. Nothing more than one more concentration of human beings that will be targeted just like everywhere else once the 'Chaos Trigger' happens. Some forces on Earth were now working for everyone, trying to stop that from happening.
Long black boots appeared as the camera followed them. Puddles of water were splashed and the thunder was heard. Another damn thunderstorm mainly due to high humidity. But now it was raining, and pretty hard. The sun was set since a while now. The camera went higher, looking at the person in front of it. It was dark out here.
A long rain coat was covering a woman. Despite every piece of clothes being black, her lips appeared red and her hair were blond. They were not very visible though, as the young woman was wearing a hood. She was soaked obviously. Her eyes were zoomed, only reflecting what was nearby -- the flashes of a Police Car Patrol. Red and blue, until it was unzoomed.
Her walk was rather slow. Each step forward was a tiny splash. Her hands were in each pocket on each side of the rain coat. On her right side, many people in cars were getting impatient. The Police was about to clear the road. Someone saved 2 people here tonight. Thieves were caught by a young couple, and someone made sure the young couple would still see some brighter days.
The flashes in the woman's eyes disappeared only to reveal clean cyan color. The flash of a lightning revealed that it was Veronica Valentine -- the Heroine of Earth Prime. Here, on Earth, she was nothing but a common wrestler. A Legend, yes. But still a wrestler. Searching her pocket, she took a device with her right hand. A blue reflection appeared as the device was seemingly turned on.
She stood near the entrance of the GCW Building, under a roof. It was still a heavy rain in Chicago. She took the hood off, revealing her blond hair. The blue reflection of the screen of the device was seen on Veronica's face. A few beeps were heard.
''Hmm.''
She seemed rather troubled for an instant, but then, she turned around. Veronica thought she'd heard something near her. Or maybe it was... someone. |
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Post by Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades on Jun 27, 2008 23:20:18 GMT -5
"Crap!!!" exclaims a shrill voice as a taxi cab splashes a puddle in front of her, splashing her wet. She was already, well, soaked from the torrential downpours that had been lacing the Chicago area lately, and this one she was unfortunate enough to be stuck in, but come, the, fuck, on. She was already in the midst of the worst months evar, dealing with all that she did in the past few weeks...
...and the binge she went on with Jacob that she still hasn't seen him after. She'd be mad at him if he did it alone, but she thinks she had some kind of part in this...
Throwing the newspapers up over her head again in her makeshift, getting soggier and soggier, umbrella, she darts across the street, sending impact splashes to her left and to her right as she crosses the road, hearing a few honks echo from left to right. Her tennis shoes weighed like, a thousand pounds from all of the water they were absorbing... well, maybe if you remove the hyperbole it's like, a few pounds on each foot... but her legs were tired, alright? She's spent a long time running... and she thinks she's near her destination...
"Ah! Shit! Sorry!..."
... when she nearly collides with this someone directly in front of her... |
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Post by phoenix on Jun 28, 2008 12:33:45 GMT -5
''YIKES!''
Veronica grabbed Amy, making her sure she wouldn't fall. Unfortunately, in the splash of the two soaked persons, the device Veronica was holding was launched in the air. As Veronica held Amy, she released her and she rushed immediately towards the falling device. A second after that, a crashing sound was heard. And then, there was a short silence just the before the...
''Damn!''
Yes. A big damn! The silence was then interrupted again. A weird sound was heard and Veronica turned to look at Amy a second. The She-Devil's left hand grabbed the fallen device. She was on her knees, her head turned around to look at Amy, who was completely safe now...
Or was she?... |
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Post by Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades on Jun 28, 2008 22:55:20 GMT -5
"Shit... fuck! Damndamndamndamndaaaamn..." Amy would utter, as she approached the kneeling woman. This accident would probably have been like the two-door hatchback that is Amy, running into an... F-150, or something... Amy'd be a lot worse for wear if she ran right into this woman. There probably wouldn't be a scratch on her... but, she kept that from happening... and in the process...
"I sooooooooo didn't mean to trash your phone, I'm so sorry, I can cover that... hopefully... and get you a new one. I just got my job back, and..."
... she was rambling on to this stranger, someone she didn't even know, but was dumbstruck at just how clumsy she had been... |
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Post by phoenix on Jun 29, 2008 8:15:25 GMT -5
''Hold on, it's ok, calm down.''
Veronica put that device in one pocket simple as that. At that last glimpse, the device didn't seem to be broken. The blue screen was still on and beeps were heard. Once in the pocket, it was turned off. Veronica looked at the young Amy closely. The rain was still heavy, but under that roof, they were nice and dry. Well, not dry, but not soaked anymore.
''You seem familiar. Have I seen you before?''
''What's that job you got back?''
She left that rain coat warped around her. Damn it was still cold out there, outside. She looked at Amy closely. She's sure she saw her somewhere. On a poster maybe... |
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Post by Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades on Jun 29, 2008 9:43:50 GMT -5
"Well... I don't know how I'd seem familiar to you... I think I'd recognize a massive blonde like yourself... so..." She shrugged...
"But, kinda, I'm a wrestler. Sounds dumb, I know, but it's my dream job and I really fucked it up the first time around, totally wasn't my fault, but I have another chance so..." |
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Post by phoenix on Jun 29, 2008 10:06:35 GMT -5
''...''
Massive blond... haha. If she saw that freak Christina... But yes. Veronica was a rather big girl. 6 feet, 154 lbs. Not exactly your little common girl. She gave Amy a nod.
''Are you GCW, by any chance?''
Wise question. They were in front of the building of the GCW in Chicago. A grin appeared on her face as she knew the question wasn't really serious enough to be serious about it. Brrr. |
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Post by Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades on Jun 29, 2008 10:10:11 GMT -5
"Yeah." She points to the building behind the woman. "That's it right there. I got lucky with a handout for their next show... so, hopefully I make the best of it and get back in, no problems. I wonder what they did with all my stuff that was in my suite..."
Yet another thing that irked her about the "fuck up." Lot more to the story than she'll ever tell anybody, but, yeah. Things weren't pretty, and she's pretty sure that she just abandoned everything, and if she were them? She'd be pissed and toss it all out of the highest window possible... so...
hopefully they're, not, like her... |
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Post by phoenix on Jun 29, 2008 10:21:08 GMT -5
''Hm.''
She turned around and looked inside. That place was always open, but not to anybody. There was two security guards placed there, at the doors. Veronica walked to them. Time to get in. It was cold outside.
''I'm Veronica Valentine and this is Amy Rhoades. Let us in.''
''Recognized you both. It's cold out here for two ladies tonight. Get in. Have a nice night.''
''I will. Thanks. Come on in.''
She opened the door for Amy to proceed inside the building. Ah... at least it was warmer here.
Just how the fuck did Veronica knew Amy's complete name? Maybe she fucked up there... At least she tried not to think about it now. She hoped for no question at all. Maybe Amy was tired and maybe she wouldn't even have noticed. |
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Post by Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades on Jun 30, 2008 8:32:39 GMT -5
"Erm..." Just who was this chick... Oh, wait, she just heard the name. Veronica Valentine... was she here last time Amy was? She shrugged, following her into the tower.
"So... watch a lot of old footage or something? I didn't think that I was anything special to get noticed or anything like that..." |
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Post by phoenix on Jun 30, 2008 8:48:32 GMT -5
''...''
Phew... Amy didn't ask too many questions. The old footage trick will definitely come in handy right now. She walked side by side with Amy.
''Hm, yes. I try to watch some matches from time to time... Guess it's good to know the competition hm? Fact is I just remembered your name at the door...''
''So, you going to fight at Scars & Stripes?''
Ahh. Good not to be in the cold out there anymore... |
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Post by Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades on Jun 30, 2008 9:16:21 GMT -5
"I hope me pinning Veranica Styles was one of the top ones on your old films list to watch then. Still my total favorite moment..." She spoke freely, following Veronica. She was still freezing, but she always was. The rain wasn't helping... she really needed to get to her suite, and into a hot shower.
"But, yeah... I got hooked up with a match. Dark match, but I'll take it. Can't look a gift horse in the mouth, right? I don't even know how long it's been since I've been in the ring... gotta be over a month at least. It's all been a blur and I can't wait to get back in. What about you?" |
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Post by phoenix on Jun 30, 2008 9:24:21 GMT -5
''A month. You won't have a lot of ring rust at least.''
It was definitely warmer inside this building.
''I'm fighting both Veranica Styles and Nicole Storm in a Triple-Threat Match.''
''You know them?''
Here are the stairs... |
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Post by Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades on Jun 30, 2008 9:36:36 GMT -5
"I know of Veranica, yeah... Don't really like her much. Seemed like a female Brent Starr wanna-be if you ask me... but, meh. I've beaten her before, so that's pretty cool. Nicole I'd heard of, but never met, talked to, or fought her... so..."
Amy shrugged, pushing the button on a nearby elevator. "I've really got to get out of these clothes... they're freaking soaked. Are you heading to your suite too?" |
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Post by phoenix on Jun 30, 2008 9:44:00 GMT -5
''I am.''
No! Not an elevator tune!
''I assume your suite will still be there and nothing shall be disturbed. Companies don't change stuff around unless they have someone to replace you with in that suite. In other words, everything you left there shall still be there.''
DING! Doors opened. |
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