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Post by Deleted on Jul 21, 2017 18:58:40 GMT -5
queen for queen ♛ 02
“Oh-mi-god you guys, like . . . Aaron Asphyxia is back in town!”
The mostly nasally voice of Breanna Lagerson is especially noisy as the Internet’s faaaaaaavorite, know-it-all wrestling “critic” appears on the link you just stupidly clicked on. For whatever reason, you thought that some pretty blonde chick was going to give you something you didn’t know. But bare with us here, because it’s gonna get better.
“There're a whole lot of things going on at So-Cal Ultraviolent’s fancy complex down in San Diego, especially coming up on the twenty-fifth with their iPPV, So-Cal World War.” She opens her eyes wide and waves her fingers like they’re magical. “If you get a chance to check out that card, it’s like, gonna be a hella-cious night. What with people bringing the weapons used, leather straps being put into play -- totally kinky, I know. They’ve got a C4 match! I mean, can you believe it?! A C4 MATCH! Annnnnd they’re totally going to cause a murder of a twenty-year-old girl when she gets on a scaffold with none other than hooooooottttiiiieeee Matthias Black. I mean. I’d go down to him. And on him.”
She shrugs.
“BUUUUUUUUUUT who cares?! Aaron Fuckin’ Asphyxia has made her way back into the ring! It's been a year and a few months since the Transglobal Spectacle competed, but you know it’s gonna be one bright, shining and shooting star kind of night when Aaron’s around. The girl's known for being one of the fastest, one of the fling-y-est fliers there is in wrestling, I think. Pretty sure she’s faster than even Crosslin. MMM . . . Crosslin . . .”
A dreamy look comes over her eyes for all of six seconds.
“Where was I? Oh. Right. Aaron. Blue-haired little Aaron. Girl changes her hair color more than Casey Anthony changed her story, am I right? Here’s the thing that makes Aaron a dangerous individual, though. You can talk all you want about her being a veteran in the ring, but she’s only twenty-eight years of age. She’s not hit that down-and-out kind of veteran like the Undertaker yet. Girl has to be one of the smartest individuals to get into the ring too. I’ve seen her take matches to new heights, defeat men and women twice her size, and still sit there like a damn badass. So it’s gonna be no surprise when Aaron breaks that bitch Elena DeDraca’s neck on Tuesday.”
Her nose flares a little.
“Elena broke the girl code, you know? I’m sure you’ve figured it out by now, but Aaron’s married to hottie-but-emo-drug-addict-chic Finn Whelan, who’s contending the same night for the Ultraviolent Championship against Hottie Crosslin. Seriously, how is So-Cal Ultraviolent bringing all these hot guys in? Is there some like, attractive scent to the place?”
Someone off-camera speaks, but it’s barely audible. A little closed-captioning pops up saying, “Blood.” She makes a disgusted face.
“Ewwwwwwww . . . ugh. Whatever. But all you girls out there know you don’t try to take a guy out from underneath another girl, regardless of their,” she rolls her eyes, “‘familial’ relationship with you. Especially if they’re in a fight. I don’t give a royal crap if Finneh was the instigator or the leave-er, or whatever -- you just don’t do that.”
“Also, but like, shame on you, Finn too, at the same time. Because like, stay in one girl’s pants, right? Jay-kay, you can cheat on Aaron with me any time.”
Wink. If you’re still watching this, I’m sure you’re literally sitting there going, “What have I done?”
“ANYWAY. Aaron’s gonna make Elena bleed. Aaron’s gonna win. Aaron’s gonna get her man and it’s all gonna be the Transglobal Spectacle’s night. You can bet on that, like, ninety-nine-point-nine percent sure. You don’t mess with a woman mostly scorned.”
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The Pokemon Center store in Japan was probably one of the most sought out places by gamers that had the opportunity to visit the country. Luckily for Aaron, it wasn’t the first time. It wouldn’t be the last time. She’d flown with Finn to Japan to watch another wrestling show to see who his opponent would be at their coming show on Sunday. It was nice, she thought, to spend time with him again. Maybe this was going to work after all.
The two'd separated for a few minutes, but it hadn’t taken long for Aaron to find him again, standing in front of the Plethora-of-Pikachu-Plush Aisle.
“I have all of these.” She commented. Because clearly, everything was about her, you know.
Finn snorted, but the entire time, his conversation with Addisyn stayed fresh in his mind. Instead of commenting, he lifted an arm to the top shelf and pulled down a Lucha version of everyone’s favorite stuffed yellow mouse. “Prob' gonna get this one.”
“For yourself?” It wasn’t like Finn to collect animals.
“No. For Izzi.”
For the entirety of the trip, Finn had diligently not said one word about his sister or his niece. He knew it’d set her off. But it was a slip-up he couldn’t afford.
But his mouth made a check that his ass couldn’t cash.
“I don’t want you going back to them.”
“Excuse me?” He did a double-take.
“You heard me.” Her eyes narrowed angrily. “I have a match with her. You’re my husband. You’re supposed to be in my corner. How they hell are you going to do that if you’re going back to New York?”
“I live there, Aaron.” He snapped, but he kept his voice low. “There's no way in hell you can sit there and tell me I’m not allowed to see my family.”
“They’re not really even you--”
“You and I both know that isn’t true, because who the hell is your family?” Fury covered his features. He was tired of being told what to do by everyone. She frowned. “Exactly. You need to realize that you’re not the only one who matters in this equation. Otherwise, this ‘fix’ attempt isn’t going to work.”
“You’re willing to toss me over her?!”
Finn closed his eyes and grit his teeth. “No. That’s not what I said. That’s not what I said at all.”
“That’s what you implied.” She clenched her fists. Despite his desire to keep their sudden argument quiet, people were now staring at them. “Whatever, Callien. Maybe if I actually beat Elena’s face into the mat, you’ll see who’s better suited, right? You know I’m going into this match with the intent on destroying her, and when I do, you’ll know where to find me. The winner.”
She turned on her heel and stomped away in a huff. Finn honestly wondered if she was taking her medication at this point, because she’d never been this mad.
“Gaijin . . .” One of the clerks muttered unhappily.
“Kuso kurae,” Finn snapped, tossing Izzi’s Luchachu on the counter.
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