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Post by PANGAEA on May 1, 2015 16:08:52 GMT
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Avalon Blake vs Vashta Nerada |
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Post by Vashta Nerada on May 1, 2015 22:31:56 GMT
A fitting name for this new wrestling promotion. A gathering of talent from across the globe. A fresh start for some and a beginning for others. I fall into the latter category. This shall be my debut. The night I reveal myself and talent to the world.
Not much is known about me. That was done on purpose. No I am not ashamed of my past. I just don't believe that it defines me. I don't need to be known for anything other than my talent and ability. I have worked hard to get this chance. A chance I will not squander. My training has been intense. It's been in depth. It's been grueling. But I'll be honest with you, I would never have it any other way. What better way to elevate myself than to push my limits each and every day.
My first match shall do just that. I came to Pangaea to test myself and test I shall. I was lucky, unlucky?, in this match. I was placed against Avalon Blake, the self proclaimed Weapon. Is that supposed to instill fear into your opponents? I can only assume so since everything about you screams 'be afraid of me.' What a small sad woman you must be. Daddy didn't love you so you lash out at the world. At least you went the violent route and not the slutty stripper one. Still, not much original or new about your or your story.
You might be bigger than me and think that gives you some sort of advantage. That might be right. But what you don't know, or will refuse to realize, is my name is more than a moniker. The Hungering Darkness, that is literally what my name means. You might be a weapon, Avalon, but I am darkness incarnate. You have to learn to fear a weapon, and even then it isn't something that is guaranteed. Darkness though, everyone fears it at one point. Some fear it their whole lives. It's the unknown. The what if, what might be, just outside of the safety of the light.
So, daddy's little let down, are you also afraid of the dark? More than likely you will claim not to be. That's fine, I understand. People see that fear as childish. But deep down, you are still very childish aren't you? Just a little girl wanting nothing more than for daddy to give her a hug, or tell her good job. How far will you go for daddy's love, I wonder. I am going to assume, since daddy is a 'wrestling tycoon' that you have been doing this awhile. So, when daddy calls little Avalon comes running huh?
Well, guess I will just have to test your desire. Test your ability to suppress fear. Bettin it all on the fact that your a still childish enough not to be able to suppress it. That uncontrollable primal fear will creep up your spine and the back of your skull. Those little hairs on the back of you neck that signal a warning shall stand to attention. I know you fancy yourself as some sort of monstrous predator, but what will happen when fear grips the monster? What will become of the Weapon when her heart is clamped in the cold fist of terror?
Will little Avalon be able to withstand it, or will she go running to daddy and little sister? As I said, you might be bigger than me but also as I said, that doesn't matter. You can be bigger than me, you can weigh more than me. You can probably man handle me, as the saying goes. But I have something you don't. Heart, desire, determination. You are doing this for all the wrong reasons, Avalon. You will not be able to use your physical advantage because your weakness is so great. I fail in gaining a victory I step back and see what I did wrong and move on to the next. You lose, and there goes daddy's love. There goes pretentious little sister of yours going back to hating her failure of a sibling.
You lose and you lose everything you desire. Let that sink in, Avalon, let the weight of that hit those big shoulders. Can they handle it? Can your physical strength handle that emotional weight? Can your already fragile psyche handle that stressor? I foresee a failing. A failing of your strength, of your willpower, of yourself. When the little man from some no name place in Mexico slays the giant that is Avalon, more than just your physical being will come crashing down.
This match will be compared to biblical matches. You shall be the Goliath to my David. And I assure you the outcome will be the same. The size difference will not matter. The 'breeding' shall mean nothing. Yes the 'safe' bet is with you. On paper it is a no brainer. Funny thing is so are you, a no brainer. All muscles and size. The best muscle in the human body is the one you have neglected. It is one of the main one's I focused. I am at a disadvantage in most match ups, I'm not a big guy. But I am smart. I do study. I perfect and hone my skills. Muscle memory is better than muscle mass.
The Darkness is coming to Pangaea. It is coming to take over. It is coming for you, Avalon. You are the first, the appetizer as it were. You are placed across from me to wet my appetite. My hunger knows no bounds. I shall move from you on to the next and then the next. So on and so on until I get what I want. Cling to your anger, use it as a beacon in the darkness. Let it's light be your sanctuary. Let it sustain you when you falter.
Just remember, you can't enjoy the light without the dark. And the Darkness always hungers... |
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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2015 2:16:38 GMT
The following transcript dates back to May 5th, 2009 - the date Avalon turned eighteen.
Dear Daddy;
Hi Daddy! How are you? I know I wrote you two weeks ago, but you never responded. Are you alright? Maybe you're just busy, but that's OK I still love you. I guess business is just that hectic. Are you still working on the Virginia branch? Or did you finally make it to the midwest? How much longer will you be away? I really miss you. I hope you reply to this, even just to tell me you're okay. Mom is doing fine, she takes good care of us. Brooklyn still isn't speaking to me though, maybe you can talk to her? Anyway, I love you Daddy, be safe.
~ Your loving daughter
Avalon
(The scene opens up to a small, cramped dimly lit room, no bigger than a janitor's closet. A singular light bulb dangled low to the ground by a single string. The feint light offered just enough illumination to reveal an old, wobbly wooden table and a dusty chair. Seated in the chair [of course] was none other than our protagonist [or would it be antagonist?] "The Weapon" Avalon Blake. She was dressed in full performer's gear - the cape, singlet, ripped hosiery and etc. Her flat black hair was pulled to the left and draped over her shoulder, revealing the shaved right side of her head. With her back to the camera, she lifted her head and began to speak in a low, almost sorrowful tone.)
"So, here's where it all begins."
(Avalon allows a short chuckle to escape her lips.)
"The hype surrounding my debut. The angst surrounding my father and my associations with him. The people were already talking, and good things they weren't. On the surface, I was the charity case recipient of a billionaire father who was handed a licence to maim. Further down, I was viewed as the basketcase with a daddy complex. Lucky for me, I guess, PANGAEA would decline to run a background check - they simply wanted warm bodies to bring destruction. This is one task I will succeed at, for I have a 'unique opportunity'(TM) set in front of me. I am tasked with fighting the very darkness itself (or at least as he would wish to refer to himself as) in Vashta Nerada."
"Little is known of Vashta, though. Oh yes, Vashta carries the trite attempts at instilling fear by referring to himself as some darkness. Is that supposed to scare me? You would try to scare a girl, trapped in a life without love, with 'spooky words' about the darkness? Tell me, what more do you have to offer? What more do you possess, other than your alleged claims of being one with the darkness? You are quick to inform me 'Vashta Nerada''s literal meaning is 'The Hungering Darkness' but tell me, what do you offer besides this? What is it that you do?
(Avalon slowly stands up from the old chair, although she keeps her back to the camera. She places her hands on the table and leans in, pressing her weight down as if "testing" the structural integrity of it.)
"You seem to have spared no expense in learning about me. Good. Now ask yourself, does this give you some sort of advantage for this upcoming fight? You speak of me as having a size advantage over you, but is this not common knowledge? You speak of my so-called 'issues' and you compare me to a thousand or so others 'just like me'. Let me clue you in on something - there is nobody, nobody at all on the face of this planet, that is 'just like me'. I do not conform to your stereotypes, nor do I appreciate your attempt to conform me as such. I am a weapon. The Weapon of your imminent doom. I'm the wildcard. I'm the one your mother warned you about, and I'm the one who just doesn't care."
"Vashta, I was content to just fight you at Convergence. But then you went and talked about my Daddy, you want to know just how far I will go? You will see. You want to find out just how a Weapon snaps? You will find out. You want to test my limits, and my desire? You will be the example. I will make you my example for all of PANGAEA to bare witness to and then maybe, maybe Daddy will be proud of what his daughter has accomplished. Perhaps, you can add that to your resume - 'Pushed on The Weapon and got pushed to an early grave; RIP'. Because as long as you believe you can hold fearful dominion over me, you have already lost. They say loneliness is the greatest fear of all but I am already embroiled in that. So what can you possible bring to bare against me? You've already admitted the darkness and the fear mongering is your greatest asset."
"Vashta, you're right this match will be compared to biblical texts, but not in the manner you would have others believe. For when Vashta Nerada steps to fight the monster known as Avalon, your hero will not return victorious - he will return...in a box. You will be the first trophy attributed to the rise of the Blake Family."
(Avalon abruptly spins around, the camera zooming in close to her face apparatus. Besides the mask, only her eyes and the front of her hair was visible.)
"Welcome to PANGAEA. Population: Avalon."
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