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Post by Deleted on May 13, 2021 15:52:44 GMT
Revenge Match:
Cassie Debonair v Alaqueesha Payne
RP limit: 2
Deadline: May 25, 2021 @ 11:59pm
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Casie
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Post by Casie on May 18, 2021 10:00:14 GMT
For three hundred years, between the fifteenth and eighteenth centuries, all across Europe many men and women (but mainly women) were accused of being Witches and Warlocks and subsequently executed... These executions took place in the form of being burned at the stake, hanging or even beheading.
One of the most famous names in English Witchcraft folklore, is Ursula Southeil, otherwise known as Mother Shipton who was rumoured to have been born to a fifteen year old orphan and fathered by Satan himself... Despite the negativity however, Mother Shipton was thought to have been the country’s greatest psychic and considered the female Nostradamus, who predicted things such as the Spanish Armada, the Great Fire of London, the execution of Mary, Queen of Scots and some say, the Internet...
Another famous, brood if you will were the Pendle Hill Witches. These nine ladies and two men were all known to one another and in fact six of them came from one family... These Witches again, were accused of being in league with the devil as well as having “familiars”, which is an animal such as a dog, bird or wolf, something of that nature, that assisted a Witch... Once again, as with Mother Shipton and all the other Witches and Warlocks of the time, most of them were executed whilst one died in prison...
But why am I telling you all this? And why are you even listening? Well from your perspective it’s an interesting tale I can understand that, but for me it’s exceptionally important for you to know what’s going on around you and under your very noses... For you see everybody believed, once the Witch trials died out, so did any existence of Witches, Warlocks and the like but they were very, very wrong indeed... For just because the accusations stopped, just because both the figurative and literal Witch-Hunts ceased, it does not mean they stopped practicing... Things just, evolved if you will.
Witches and Warlocks still exist among us in the twenty-first century. They could be your neighbour, your child’s Kindergarten teacher, your server at McDonald’s, your pilot on the flight to your next vacation destination I mean hell, they could even be your little sisters idol and favourite Wrestler... And as we enter The Courthouse training facility and make our way past the currently empty gym area and ringside, as we pass by the kitchen and through the back corridor to the stairwell leading to the living quarters, continuing further up into the attic, we can hear the hum of one such idol and wrestler.
Casie Debonair is sat in the attic on a wooden, three-legged stool, behind an easel. She’s dressed in all black overalls, her red locks flowing behind her as she looks out of the porthole window and continues to draw the church that can be seen from where she sits. Sensing us behind her she spins around with a furious look on her face. Casie - ”What is this?! Are you really sneaking into my place of work and my HOME and stalking me?! (chuckles) I’m just kidding, you’re more than welcome! Come in, come in! Sit yourself down, oh... Well I suppose there’s nowhere up here you can sit really is there. Ok well I’m guessing you’re here to find out more about what happened last week on IIW First Class, right? Why I, my niece and Steph did what we did and what’s next... (smile politely) so where do I begin??
This isn’t new to me, in fact this isn’t new to any of us... I’ve been doing this for the last decade, maybe a little longer as has Mercedes and Stephanie? Well, she’s finding her way. And recently since Tyler got out of the hospital we’ve had a calling, a calling to come back and show the world exactly what we’re capable of. You see there has been a void here in IIW a void that’s slowly being closed but it hasn’t quite found it’s way to completion just yet...
We were instructed to send a message at First Class and decided the best way to do that, was to let ourselves be known all at once. None of this pussyfooting around with introductions like at some form of anonymous meeting, oh no... And unfortunately for her, Alaqueesha Payne was the sacrifice that The Coven bestowed upon the most high... Tyler spoke of The Coven last week, he told you about us and explained this is just the start of something much bigger and last night after he took hold of the IIW International Title, the next phase is already upon us...”
Casie stands away from the easel and stool and moves around it so that we can see the picture she’s drawn so far. It doesn’t resemble the beautiful church we can see out of the window at all, but rather a much darker, decrepit, run-down version of the same building, crumbling around everybody. Casie -”The void I speak of isn’t anything to do with the talent in the IIW as, when we first got here, we could see the level of competition that we’d end up facing... It’s more to do with having the right people in the right place for what is to come and there is absolutely nobody here that we’ve seen, except perhaps maybe one other person who has possibly that same calling that we’ve had. (grins enthusiastically) And who would that other person be you might ask...?
There was a reason that we waited until Caera Bellamira left the ring before we made ourselves known, because we didn’t want young Alvera getting caught in any kind of crossfire, that’s why... Yes you heard me correctly, The Coven as a collective made the decision not to strike whilst Alvera and therefore Caera, were within proximity. (her eyes narrow) We believe that there is a journey within Caera that is also within The Coven and we believe that it will show itself in due course, but for now we must proceed with the one which we are currently on.
As I mentioned to you, Alaqueesha Payne, this was not a personal attack on you, but a necessary action to bring forth something the likes of which has never before been seen. You won’t understand it now as you lay up, resting in preparation to sacrifice yourself once again next week but soon, everything will become clearer. When you fell victim to that first devastating blow, when I hoisted you up and SLAMMED you back down again, you had witnessed “Sultry in motion”. When Stephanie launched herself from the top turnbuckle and did what she did to you, she was showing you how easy it was to fall into the ways of “Stephacide” and after all that when you finally thought things had finished for you and it was all over, unfortunately Mercedes had other ideas as she showed you absolutely “No Mercy” that night!”
Casie begins to tie her hair back in a ponytail as she just glares at those of us, watching her every move. She unclips her overalls from the shoulders, letting it fall to the ground stepping out of them revealing just a black t-shirt and a pair of underwear without so much of a flinch... She continues the direct eye contact as she pulls on a pair of black cargo pants and then grabs a black hoodie with the words COVEN across the front with a paint spattered design all over it. She pulls the hood over her head, turning to point to her drawing and tilts her head slightly. Casie - ”Oh this? This is the reality of the situation... You see, that out there, is what you’re all made to see, what you think the world looks like, all rosey and bright... When in reality, it isn’t. In reality, the world is dark, it’s decaying around you and that’s something that we’ve been tasked with getting across to each and every single one of you out there. And this (she flips the paper over to reveal another drawing) is what is going to happen at First Class... That right there, is Payne, her body broken and mangled and above her is me, standing tall after delivering the sacrifice for a second time...
You see Alaqueesha Payne, you may believe that this time things will be easier, because you’re only facing one of us and you’ll have time to prepare but trust me and believe we, when I tell you that things never work out the way your think they ought to... (she smirks menacingly) Consider this a warning, Alaqueesha and for the rest of the IIW locker room, take this as being put on notice. The Coven have a mission, we have a mission... And things are just beginning and for any doubters out there, who think we’re just talk well (she chuckles then suddenly stops and looks serious)
Fulgur, et tonitrua, ventus Septentrionalis ... Telluris ictu viribus coniunctis imponam maritimos aestus maximos in pluvia non pluit ante te similis. Pace usque ad nubes colligentes de mutatione producat de exsecutioni mandare demiurgus nunc!”
Casie closes her eyes and the corners of her lips curl as she mutters the phrase several times under her breath... Outside the bright sunny day has begun to cloud over and a rumbling of thunder can be heard in the distance... Slowly but surely, smatterings of rain can be heard on the attic roof and hitting the porthole window as the wind also picks up. Suddenly Casie opens her eyes and her glare daggers and bores it’s way into you.
Culpa est nihil
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