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Post by Violet Rayne on Apr 10, 2010 3:55:03 GMT -6
There were very few perks to being in a Slaughter House match with a registered Russian cyborg. There were four to be exact: Hydrocodone, Oxycodone, Pabst Blue Ribbon and the Cosmonaut Championship belt. She just happened to be in possession of all four. Three of them were inside of her and the other was back home. She felt no pain as she toyed with the three staples in the back of her favorite head before she ordered another Pabst Blue Ribbon. It was pretty quiet in the bar. The Pressure Dome was on low as all the low res, capsule monkeys that littered the CWE roster were home washing their socks. Occasionally a fan or two would come over, and she would pose or sign whatever. She was on the 24 rail business express. She never ignored the bottom line and her merchandise sales told the story best.
"You messed that cyborg up, Princess."
Violet signed a ticket stub from Supremacy and an official Violet Rayne decoder ring still vacuum wrapped and pristine. She signed it with her trademark signature.
BOOM.
She never signed her name. It kept her stuff off E-bay and kept her digits in the black all the way back home. She flashed the Linux gang sign as the camera flashed and another fan was happy just like that. I wasn't that hard and once gone she slammed the rest of the pint down to her toes.
"Boom."
Life was good in the Hotel Sierra.
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Post by Briggz on Apr 12, 2010 3:01:19 GMT -6
~Just then Briggz walked into the place, with his black faded jeans, "The Society" t-shirt, and a leather jacket. He stopped in the doorway looking around noticing the big crowd that stayed coming around Rayne. Just as the crowd got fewer in numbers there was a space revealing Rayne long enough for Briggz to see it was her. He smiled, then walked to the other end of the place, and sat down. Not wanting to be noticed by the crowd.~
~Briggz walked over, and sat down. As a woman walked to him asking him what type of drink he would like.~
I want a Half Pineapple Rum, Half Orange Juice, with Ice.
~As the woman walked away, he told her.~
Oh yeah, make sure its four cubes of ice.
~Briggz waited on his drink as he looked around the place more.~
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Post by Violet Rayne on Apr 12, 2010 6:05:30 GMT -6
In between the pints, the waves of the zero pain and the fans getting their special moment that would illuminate wrestling chatboards the follow morning. Decked in her traid mark violet plaid skirt and 'Boo Boo's Gettin' Him Some' T-shirt? Briggz had no problem playing Mr. Invisible to her jet set line. Violet Rayne just had that way about her, even on the high-pharm graded slope she was riding with an experienced hand.
"What's next Princess?"
Fanboy #438 of the part-time IWC brigade asked. He would totally add that there was magic in the eyes when there was contact zed going on.
"What's left, Joy Boy? Should I turn the Cosmonaut division into the Violet Rayne variety show and deep salvage hour? If Mr. Johnson keeps my digits in check and his retro-fingers out of my dish then I don't see the line changing it's path right through my ugly little heart."
The small crowd laughed to cool, and Violet did one more photo for their road and the last of them finally leaving Violet to her own accord of ordering another Pabst Blue Ribbon. She followed a half pineapple something on the exit from the bar with her eyes and to an out of the way place called Briggz Central. Population: 1 Bilingual, belted booster of the mudboy dimension.
Slowly she raised her infamous finger gun, squinted hard, aimed carefully over the rim of her fresh pint and fired at the U.S. Champion. Taking a moment to inspect her shot, she blew the invisible smoke away from the tip of her finger before wrapping the whole hand around the pint glass. But she kept her eyes locked on the Central.
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Post by Briggz on Apr 12, 2010 23:34:02 GMT -6
~Briggz who out the corner of his eyes saw Rayne with the finger gesture, laughed as he thought it was funny. Briggz not one to be scared of gun fire, or an invisible to be politically correct. As the drink made it to Briggz, he smiled at the woman who brought it. Then picked it up, as he inspected it, he looked through the glass staring at Rayne for a moment. Then taking a sip. Placing the glass on the table words followed.~
This drink he perfect. Half Rum, Half OJ, Four Cubes Of Ice. Just how I like it.
~Briggz then looked at Rayne, smiled and pulled out his cell phone snapping a picture of Rayne. He then smiled once more at Rayne. Motioning for her to come over.~
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Post by Violet Rayne on Apr 13, 2010 1:25:19 GMT -6
"You know"
Violet Rayne started speaking as soon as she was in distance of the small time sonic.
"I usually charge for those snaps if you aren't carrying certified Violet Rayne merch."
Violet sat down in the chair next to him and put her vio-boots on the empty chair that was left. She looked over her shoulder at him.
"And I ain't seeing no reasonably priced slash quality slash Rayne merch on your person, Mudboy."
Violet turned back to her Pabst Blue Ribbon.
"But I'll let it go today. It's a "Three Staples In Violet's Favorite Skull, Two Time US Champion, Take A Free Low-Res Picture' deal."
She laughed, and took a satisfying drink before looking over her shoulder again.
"Act now, supplies are running on the out track."
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Post by Briggz on Apr 13, 2010 2:17:01 GMT -6
~Briggz smiled at the fact he took the picture, but he didn't take the picture for any reason. He was just bored. Briggz was listening to the way she talked, and most people found it odd, but Briggz didn't mind.~
What kind of merchandise you got up for sell Cosmonaut?
~Briggz took another sip of the drink. While he waited for Rayne to speak.~
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Post by Violet Rayne on Apr 13, 2010 3:52:07 GMT -6
"They can slap my catch phrases or face on anything they want as long as I get my seven."
Violet just remembered she had some new merch exambles in her 1942 canvas mess bag that still smelled of retro mustard gas. She lowered her feet and leaned over to dig through it.
"Just nothing of the 4 letter words, yeah? That sonic is low res, low static, zero impact and street common."
Violet paused.
"4 things I'm not."
Digging a little deeper she pulled out a couple of boxes and set them on the table. She picked up the first one, shook it and tossed it over to Briggz.
"#1 on Shop.CWE for ever and #1 in your heart, the Violet Rayne decoder ring so you can understand exactly what I'm saying for only $10.99. It's the new math and the new digits don't lie. Thirty dollar T-shirts? My Grandma wore thirty dollar t-shirts. Put that static in the museum under d-e-a-d." Another box.
"Violet Rayne's 'End of Line' Stress Balls."
"She tossed it over triumphantly.
"I get those out of China for 3 cents and put them on the com for 9 dot 99 a pair. I'm not a soldier, I'm an International Force of Nature running the line from Triple Zero to the blessed Eighty Eight."
She gave him a wink and free merch as well.
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Post by Briggz on Apr 13, 2010 7:08:22 GMT -6
~Briggz smiled, as he grabbed the decoder ring and slipped it on his left ring finger.~
Wow, you shouldn't have of course I'll marry you.
~Briggz smiled as he made the statement. Then grabbed his drink, and took another sip. He then looked at all the other items, and decided why not. He grabbed the t-shirt, and place it over his shoulder like he would his US Title. He then spoke.~
Cosmonaut Champion. I am sitting hear speaking to Violet Rayne. Tell me Rayne cause this is me actually being interested in you. Why are you a wrestler? I mean, why did you become a wrestler?
~Briggz got ready to witness the power of the decoder ring.~
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Post by Violet Rayne on Apr 13, 2010 7:52:45 GMT -6
"Wow, you're good Muddy. I felt that. I really did, right through the plaid. If I was a land breeder?"
Violet Rayne whistles high to low with the mandatory 'Boom' at the end.
"I'd break all of Kepler's laws and show you proper trajectory angles."
But Violet Rayne wasn't a land breeder like Kikena or a sex demon like Angel.
"Too bad, I'm full on apogee."
Violet Rayne looked away, and looked at the question instead.
"Why is Mr. Johnson old? Why is Ms. Johnson moving fingers towards my dish? Why is the grass green? Why is Eddy dead? Why are you the US Champion? Again? I'm not that high wired on the mind. I'm just smart enough not to fight it. I've got the vio-skills. I've got the sonic and I've got the North-West Passage under my full jurisdiction. So it's this or IT. Have you seen the exciting world of IT? Bullet plus head equals please now."
Violet Rayne looked back over.
"Enough of that static, tell me more about my eyes."
Violet Rayne signaled for another beer.
"Or what line brought a Poet Soldier like you into the North-West Passage. Shouldn't you be a tattoo artist in the South Central Wasteland? Marking little boys into little men and eating sea tacos or something?"
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Post by Briggz on Apr 14, 2010 1:51:43 GMT -6
On the contrary, I believe Mr. Johnson is old because time has passed. Ms. Johnson is moving her fingers because Mr. Johnson told her to wash the dishes. The grass is green because, life isn't. Eddy is not dead, but in fact living in a better place. I am the US Champion for the same reason you are the Cosmonaut Champion. I have not seen the exciting world of IT cause I need someone to show it to me.
~Briggz paused then smiled, and continued.~
Do you want to make something of yourself? Thats the line that brought me to the North-West Passage. No I shouldn't be a tattoo artist.
~Briggz paused once more to take a sip of his drink. Signaling for another.~
Now, if you want me to be your "Poet Solider" I can.
~Briggz paused once more before reciting his poem.~
I opened my eyes And saw Rayne, And the thought dripped in my head And flowed into my brain, That I have been thinking about Rayne And all that I hear as I lie in my bed Is the slishity-slosh of Rayne in my head.
I spoke very loudly, I walk very slow, I can't do a handstand-- I might overflow, So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said-- I'm just not the same since Rayne's in my head.
~As Briggz finished the poem the drinks were brought over. Briggz finished up his first drink, and took a sip from the second. As he watched Rayne.~
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Post by Violet Rayne on Apr 14, 2010 6:14:28 GMT -6
Violet sighed a Shel Silverstein sigh.
"You're thorough, I'll give you that and freaky literal too. But that's all Sierra Hotel, Muddy. You keep driving that fresh line to whatever station you've got your lock on."
Violet Rayne guessed the first track she thought of.
"If I weren't already the number one girl in all the North-West Passage? I'd be doing the 100 on the next step. If I were the Incredible XXX Champion, Mong? I would be destroying the full civ to get my hands on the Cosmonaut Championship. And if I were you, Muddy?"
Violet looked back over.
"I'd be thinking 'World Championship' is sloshing all up and down my brain pan."
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Post by Briggz on Apr 14, 2010 7:32:51 GMT -6
~Briggz smiles as Rayne had read his mind.~
World Championship, I have thought World Championship, but as you know my brother Brandon Payne is the World Champ, and as soon as he steps down I may go after it, but now I am focusing on the US Title.
~Briggz paused and took a sip of his drink.~
Now instead of saying that lovely poem that I so happen to know. I could have gone more simple with....
Rayne, Rayne never go away I love how it feels on this cold day The feel of the Rayne across my mind It's the only thing that stops my time. It puts a halt to all my thoughts An gives meaning to all my rhyme Though these things are not bought I'd worship you like a cult
~Briggz smiled as he finished his original Briggz Poetry. He took another sip of his drink.~
So enough of this chimmy-chunga words of slumber. If I were you Cosmonaut I would be worried about your space shuttle leaving the North-West Passage landing on the CWE planet, and you not having someone to do battle against those one track mind Mongalien Cyborgs.
~Briggz smiled once more taking another sip of his drink. Briggz slid a paper across the table.~
I would hate for that to happen, on that paper is the beginning of something special. Something you want just as I do, but its up to you to take it, and make something of it.
~Briggz paused again, with a big grin, then spoke.~
CWE doesn't have a umbrella big enough to stop this Rayne. This is outer galaxy Rayne that shall shower, everything in its path, though what I am proposing to you has nothing to do with CWE, or wrestling. this has everything to do with me and you.
~Briggz stopped talking, so Rayne could give input as Briggz took another sip from his cup.~
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Post by Violet Rayne on Apr 14, 2010 8:31:42 GMT -6
"Ha!"
Violet laughed out loud, but not unkindly, while looking at the paper on the table.
"Are you giving me your ident? The big, blue digits of the crave after 30 minutes of cheap beer and 3rd world merchandise?"
Violet arched her brow high.
"That's adorable, Muddy. But there is only one problem with your new math. You got the wrong answer in the end. This is the zenith of my life line. I'm a fully sponsored, fully bonded, swimming in the Black Sea, Vio-stacked Cosmonaut in full control of the eighty eight stations. That's no promo fertilizer I spread to grow the credits. That's the end of line on reality."
Violet paused and slowed her pace.
"No CWE? No wrestling? Then you can't even spell Violet Rayne. It's the law of whatever galaxy your riding on. So drink the drink and enjoy the scenic res as we hit the turn real slow. Because as soon as this thing catches the main line?"
Violet turned back to her half dead beer and hit it hard to the throat.
"I'm one with the apogee all over again and I'm gone."
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Post by Briggz on Apr 14, 2010 12:33:36 GMT -6
~Rejected as usual, it wasn't new to him it's what he expected.~
I understand Violet, but before I go answer this for me.
~Briggz so another sip of his drink which was now half empty, or half full whichever you prefer.~
What would it take? What would it take for me to take you out on a real date? To show you exactly what I am all about. ~Briggz sat back as he boldly put it out there.~
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Post by Violet Rayne on Apr 14, 2010 17:32:50 GMT -6
"Date? Me??"
Violet almost laughed out loud again. But she could tell Briggz was being on the real. Sweet kid plus in over his head equaled him.
"I wouldn't know where to start with that ancestral tribal dance. You going to take me out to meat snacks in a purple dress? You going to hold my hand and walk me to the door like a seeing eye Benji and tell me the words of Kingdom nice as you search for the keys to joy? Fumble with my bra straps on the couch?"
What a picture. Violet finished off her beer and set down the empty pint glass next to the digits blue.
"I don't even have a couch."
Violet Rayne picked up the paper and put it in her bag next to bottles of pharm and merchandise catalogs from Guam.
"I don't date, Muddy. I do. Maybe I call you when the big machine stops and "date" you."
Violet gathered her things up as the bar was settling down to shutters and floor.
"Maybe not. But either way? You're one cool Mudboy Briggz. That don't change."
Violet shrugged like she just didn't care, but then smiled and gave him a wink on the exit line.
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