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Post by Kalvin "Kal" Dayspring on Apr 7, 2023 13:53:40 GMT
Two women who look to make a serious attempt at taking the FNC Women title for themselves. Jasmine already promised a title shot at Riot Act while Junko has to prove worthy of another shot after losing to Beckett earlier in the year at a MGP event in Japan. JNK Jasmine Raye
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JNK
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"I believe the common denominator of the universe is not harmony, but chaos, hostility, and murder."
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Post by JNK on Apr 12, 2023 17:59:29 GMT
Good luck to the handler of Jasmine Raye.
Better.
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Post by Jasmine Raye on Apr 19, 2023 19:49:43 GMT
The sound of birds and a light breeze running through the trees drew the attention of the viewer. The tranquility was soon broken when the world bursted into flames.
The white Rabbit: They say to survive in this world... One has to be as mad as a hatter....
The rabbit walked amongst smoldering embers. Their white fur grew ashier each passing second
The white rabbit: Fortunately we are.
Soon Jasmine appeared beside him, surveying the damage. A curious look upon her face.
Jasmine Raye: Another lesson for me, Papi? What is this going to teach me?
It has a few weeks since she invoked her father's assistance along with that of her fiancé and his family in this journey down the rabbit hole. It has been quite interesting so to speak. Yet what has been even more interesting is the effect it has been having on Jasmine and her general outlook on everything. Once a jubilant young woman with a sunny disposition about the world, she was slowly becoming cynical and jaded. Some might even venture to say darker than ever possibly expected for the once naive progeny of the man once known as The One Man Militia and the woman first known as La Reina.
The White Rabbit titled its head while lifeless eyes locked on the young Latina.
The white rabbit: chaos.. child. Many think to control it. Others fold amongst it. This Wonderland... Is where we thrive. Beyond rational and irrational. Beyond the realm of reality and fantasy.
The rabbit took a breath. Its ear twitched rapidly.
The white rabbit: Look at this world. What changes do you witness?
Jasmine looked around at the smoldering embers of the once flourishing forest.
Jasmine Raye: Absence of life. Ashes. Smoke. Fire..
Jasmine was still a tad bit confused as to what the Rabbit aka her father was planning to impart into her consciousness with this lesson. But knowing the mind behind it, there was always rhyme, reason and a purpose with every lesson.
The right hand of the rabbit slowly rose and the fire faded and the song of nature echoed again.
The white rabbit: Cycles are called such due to always returning to the start. Destruction and creation. They go hand and hand. Causing harm and healing. Life and death.
The rabbit lowered its hand and their head centered upon their shoulders.
The white rabbit: The call of nature... And the silence of nothing.
Jasmine Raye: Meaning what exactly? And how is preparing me for my match against Junko Souma, a returning ring veteran? Fighting Skylar was fairly simple due to her a cocky rookie. Cockiness often leads to disaster and calamity. But now I am coming face to face with someone who has the same goal in mind. A woman who has proven herself inside IIW. This is an entirely different situation altogether...
The white rabbit: Junko... Is a veteran of oriental descent.. She likely knows how to drown out the world... Cleansing the mind of nothing but her own thoughts...
The world exploded into a chorus of anguish and suffering. The sound was very ear splintering. So loud and obnoxious that it would be impossible to ignore, but the rabbit was unfazed.
Jasmine covered up her ears to attempt drowning out the noise surrounding her. Despite the growing cynicism within her soul, she was yet very green when it came to matters of dealing with the world. Having had a very sheltered existence prior to entering the world of wrestling, she still has a lot left to learn. Thus the reason behind entreating the knowledge of two of the darkest, most depraved men she has ever known.
The white rabbit: Pain.. some say it is a weakness.. it is strength. The more one can take.. the more they can give to others.
A slight tilt of the head followed by a very uncharacteristic sly smirk.
Jasmine Raye: So are you saying that I should test her? See just how much pain she can really handle or dish out?
The white rabbit: She likely practices what is known to most as a strong style. Lots of hard strikes, suplexes, and mixed martial arts holds. You are no different. You just haven't tapped into it as of yet.
The rabbit nodded lightly. They passed their hand over a tree.
The White rabbit: Attempt to strike it.
Jasmine centered herself, taking several deep breaths before focusing solely on the tree. Tuning out all outside sounds. Then she landed a somewhat awkward palmstrike in the middle of the tree, leaving a slight crack.
The rabbit shook their head. They took one step away from the tree before throwing a palm strike of their own. Bark flew roughly three feet in a large chunk. There was also a chunk missing from their palm. They still seemed unfazed as blood flowed to the forest floor.
The white rabbit: Again...
Jasmine looked absolutely petrified as she saw the missing chunk from his hand. Concern for him flooded her psyche as well as the rest of her being.
Jasmine Raye: Dad... your hand...
The rabbit just pointed at the tree. Their head tilted to the right.
The white rabbit: Junko would not hesitate.
She sighed angrily and in utter disbelief that he went that route. She ABHORRED being goaded into anything especially when the object of her ire was mentioned.
Without a second thought, she executed a powerful palmstrike that splintered the entire tree within seconds.
The white rabbit: Good girl.
There was a duality in their voice. A mix of admiration with almost a sarcasm.
The white rabbit: Hesitation leads to mistakes.
Jasmine glowered at her father. Sarcasm was easily detected alright.
Jasmine Raye: That was a dirty trick Dad. You know Mami wouldn't approve of your using that tactic on me. Maybe I should tell her..
A devilish gleam appeared in her eyes.
The white rabbit: Your mother may not always care for our tactics.. but she would agree we use them when we deem necessary.
A slow tilt of the head and they pointed at the tree.
The white rabbit: The results. Do not lie. Junko.. will fight back unlike this... Foliage.
Jasmine Raye: She won't get that far.
The white rabbit: Always a chance.
Jasmine Raye: Do I really look that easy to you?
The white rabbit: Belief in one's abilities.. positive.. however... Not acknowledging one can be beaten.. we acknowledge all possible outcomes.
They tilted their head slightly.
The white rabbit: We do not doubt your ability. But a veteran has learned tricks you will only learn in time. We find it paramount that you not forget that.
The rabbit turned to the stump and placed a hand on it. The tree seemed to be somehow unharmed.
The white rabbit: Chaos, destruction, and healing.. balance child.
She nodded as the two walked off, talking all the while as the White Rabbit continued to impart more of his wisdom.
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