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Tue Feb 23, 2021 3:49 am by Gadot

I'm looking to send Nic out there and give him a proper debut, would love a nice match for him! I've honestly got no preferences in terms of a match, but I would love something that either gives him a nice plot to ride out with someone else, win or lose. He's down to play with both men and women, either hentai or not. Link is in my signature!

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So, basically, was wondering all of your thoughts regarding the possiblity of mods booking ppv matches.

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Post by Cicilia Thu Aug 02, 2018 6:06 pm

Cicilia was resolute to bring Juno down, depressing (and unknown) backstory or no. No past of hers could justify the monster she had turned out to be, no matter how many layers of abuse, no matter how deep the pit of loneliness, one is responsible for their own damn life and that it was your damn responsibility how one turned out. Juno was a failure in that regard... She had let herself burn and now her shell would suffer the consequences for it's twisted impulses!

The twisted angel of vengeance she was, Cicilia offered no mercy to the woman, Juno's life-blood pouring from her mouth after that kick to her chin. The Juggernaut held no love for this woman... not even sympathy. From the moment they met to now, she had been nothing but scum, worthless with no indication of wanting change. She had made herself a freak, an addition to the crazies that infested the AFW and now, like the rest of them, she would beat them within an inch of their lives! Cicilia wasn't the cure for their madness, nor did she want to be... She was the riot-police that took them apart when they threatened someone, the executioner's axe that finally puts down the beast. She was vengeance... and Juno was a most well deserved target...

Whatever her views on her, though, Juno wasn't a dense moron either... Her blows hadn't stunned her enough to allow for a safe time of reevaluation of her values. The nurse had awakened faster than Cicilia had expected, attacking from behind with almost unnerving and unnatural flexibility! Her legs came up from behind the boxer, entangling themselves around her head as Cicilia cried out in shock, the strong, hearty limbs RIPPING the juggernaut from her perch atop her body, instead clamping down on her skull the claw of a crab upon an unfortunate mussel... She could feel the pressure burn through the bone and into her brain, blood rushing up through her neck to provide some kind of relief only to be blocked by the pressure...

"GGGH!" She choked, her hands shooting up to attempt and pry her skull free! She had to be free... This pain... almost unbearable....
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Post by Tarantulust Fri Aug 03, 2018 4:47 pm

Had Cicilia spoke her any of her thoughts, Juno would have disagreed with almost all of them. If anyone had given her the chance to go back in time and change something about herself, she would refuse, as Juno, deep down inside truly and utterly loved herself. Her sense of superiority and pride would allow nothing else other than complete devotion to herself, leaving to pity disdain or hate for what she did to others in order to accomplish what she wanted. At most, she could feel frustration if she damaged a subject’s limb to the point of no return, though that was more due to the fact that she had now lost a specimen rather than care for the human being attached to that limb. The girl who had been scared, used, and shunned was gone! All that was left was the Nurse, and Juno was more than happy to continue on with that as her legacy. A freak? A monster? Juno would never accept such titles, no matter how accurate they were.

The only thing Juno would disdainfully agree on is that she had no intention to change. Something she proved by gripping the boxers head with her legs, heaving her form of the Nurse, and then squeezing down on her skull with all of the pent-up anger she had simmering inside of her.

The results seemed instantaneous, Cicilia immediately grunting in pain, seemingly desperate to escape Juno’s submission. She pulled and tugged, trying desperately to find a position where her grip could find purchase, but for the moment there was none. Juno’s adrenaline kept her legs crushing down on Cicilia’s head, like a nutcracker on the brink of destroying the walnuts shell.

Juno was silent the entire time. No taunting, no small talk, not even one of her monologues that she was known for when in an advantageous situation. Her entire concentration was focused on maintaining the hold for as long as she could, and as hard as she could. It would last for quite a few minutes, the unbearable pressure, but soon the unbearable pressure would weaken, slowly but steadily. The constant tugging and pulling from Cicilia’s strong arms made Juno have to push harder to maintain the holds pressure, and now the lactic acid in her legs were starting to make her grip shaky.

Knowing that the German would soon be free, the Nurse decided to simply abandon the hold, instead sending a completely blind kick Cicilia’s way before attempting to roll away from the woman.

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Post by Cicilia Sat Aug 04, 2018 5:18 am

Cicilia clawed and tugged at the clamp around her head, feeling Juno's legs give little by little, the pressure give little by little! Even the legs, the strongest limbs in the human body... even THEY could not stand up to the Juggernaut! Her lips curled into a strained smile as she felt her rival begin to break under her strength, truly displaying her superiority by clawing her way out of such a... nasty hold. Well... the message didn't get across as fast as she would've liked as when the nurse eventually let go, the side of the German's head was met with a stunning and wild *CRACK*, the woman's boot smashing into Cicilia's skull!

Oh boy... that hurt...

Much like the toxic needle on a syringe, the strike knocked a good deal of vertigo and pain into the boxer as she fell back with a yell, the pressure of the clamp released only to be replaced by the dull, throbbing echo in her skull of a kick to the head! She groaned out loudly, the back of her skull nearly slamming against the floor itself, the German taking a mere half second to recover... but it had to be one of the longer ones of her life... Everything was tilted off to the right, opposite of the side upon which she was struck, her vision was slightly blurred on that side and her thoughts had been scrambled slightly.

...And speaking of scrambled...

The sight of seeing Juno scramble away from Cicilia only filled her with rage, the pathetic fool fleeing instead of capitalizing on her while she was vulnerable... forcing the German to come after her. The intense, hot, directed hatred helped pierce the veil of disorientation left by Juno, like all her attempts was overcome in the imminent end. The boxer clenched her teeth and SHOVED herself up on her feet, demanding through sheer will they remain solid and firm beneath her legs! Not many people can take kicks to the head and get right back up... Even now, Cicilia was still blinking a rogue star or two out of her eyes...
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Post by Tarantulust Sun Aug 05, 2018 4:49 pm

Juno felt her heel impact something of Cicilia’s below but did not bother to look back at what it was. In the nurse’s mind, so long as it hurt the boxer, it was fine. The blow gave Juno an extra bit of momentum, making Juno roll away all the faster before reaching the other side of the ring. Most of Juno’s kicks and non-submission attacks either needed distance or momentum in order to be effective enough to hurt the juggernaut before her, something the space easily provided her.

Of course, Cicilia didn’t stay down for long, much to Juno’s irritation.

There she was, rising to her feet again, though this time seemed to require more effort than before. Perhaps her kick and head scissors did more damage than the boxer was trying to let on? Her stance was visibly shaken, her right arm seemed slightly lower than the left, and judging by how often she was blinking and swaying, Juno would say she had taken some serious head trauma.

Medically speaking, it would be best for the boxer to lay down, rest her body while being treated for head injuries and avoid a concussion. Personally, Juno really did not care too much either way. If the German fell, Juno would have her fun, like a spider with a fly in its web, if she could still fight, then Juno would oblige.

Still, the nurse was feeling the effects of the fight. Her legs still burned slightly from the intensity of her hold, but an even bigger problem was how they felt at the time. They were lighter than they seemed to be before, but alien to walk on, like every time she took a step she was on stilts. She could feel her feet, but not her thighs, themselves apparently going numb.

An irritated “Tsk” escaped the bloodied mask, the Nurse hesitant to engage her enemy in such a state. For a moment, the two seemed to simply glare at each other, weighing the pros and cons of attacking first. The Nurse took the time to adjust herself, removing her hat, which was damp with sweat and just barley hanging by a clip, as well as her medical mask. Her mouth finally free, she spat out a ball of bloodied saliva, finally ridding herself of the disgusting copper taste that had been sitting there for so long. The mask seemed to have absorbed most of the blood, only slight red streaks remained on Juno’s pale skin.  

Finally, a smug smile spread across Juno’s lips, though her eyes remained as frozen as ever.

“Looking a little shaky, Cicilia.” There was a hint of fatigue in Juno’s own voice, “Why don’t you come over here and let me take a look at you. You’ll feel so much better…” the words almost like sweet nectar, sweet and romanticized. Any one foolish enough to wander into them would only be snagged up and eaten by the deadly and poisonous plant that Juno had proven herself to be.

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Post by Cicilia Sun Aug 05, 2018 9:05 pm

"You're not looking fucking great either." Cicilia growled in response to Juno's observation, her eyes flicking to the bloodied mask and red splotches dotting around the nurse's lips and cheeks. Juno looked as if her legs did not exist for her, shifting slightly left and right as if checking to see if they were still there. She seemed unstable... more physically than mentally and THAT was a statement. A few more blows to the head and she would no longer be able to support herself... a thought that started to sicken the Juggernaut. She hated Juno... She wished her the worst in everything she had and will ever do but her rage... that was slowly fading as the fight drew on. The blinding effects of it... the strength it brought... A drug mixed with that of adrenaline that gave the Juggernaut the heartless drive to crush... to KILL Juno... That was bleeding away just like the blood down her lip. Despite the lingering horrors that still pulled switches in her mind, Cicilia wasn't meant for this kind of fight, where consequences were longer lasting than just a few days in the infirmary...

Beneath all that rock-hard anger... she was a caring individual. She didn't want to break those she fought. She just wanted to beat them... Even prove a very sinister point some times... Cicilia came into this match wanting this woman to die... for her neck to twist in her hands until it turned full circle.... Cicilia came into this match with the full intent to rip her opponent limb from limb but Juno had landed her own fair share of headshots... enough to beat some anger out of the boxer... Enough for her to realize what she DIDN'T want to be...

...a monster

"Get bent...!" Cicilia hissed at the nurse, dismissing her mocking offer to look over her wounds. The pounding in her head, the pressure behind her eyes... The German felt a concussion in the making... Sick. Her breaths were heavy, slow, trying to relieve some of the suffering and conflict in her body with a steady, healthy air supply. The taste of copper and sweat that was blood wasn't serving her stomach in the least and so... she SPAT a glob down against the floor by her feet, purging her mouth... at least for a time. She raised a hand up to her lip, wiping off the rest with a quick flick of her thumb, glancing down at the long trail that now ran down the appendage before bringing her hand back up in the wrestling stance.

"Worry about yourself, freak... While there's still enough to worry about!"
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Post by Tarantulust Mon Aug 06, 2018 8:41 am

“Tut-tut, Cicilia. No need for that kind of language… Your mother and father really should have taught you proper manners before throwing you out into the world. Why must we all suffer for their failures, after all?”

Contrary to Cicilia, Juno did not come into this match with the intention to kill the boxer. Never had Juno ever desired to murder or end another’s life. The whole idea was far too brutal in her mind, destroying something which could prove to be useful in the long run. To end an enemy’s life was to cut all ties with them, destroy what made them so hateful to someone, ruin any chance at self-discover, and most importantly destroy what could be useful in the future. Juno did not want Cicilia to die, far from it. In fact, she hoped the German lived a long life, and if her little “girlfriend” stuck through till the end, well then lucky her.

Though, wishing harm upon someone and wishing them death were two different things, at least in the twisted realm of the Nurse’s mind. She STILL wanted to break the boxer, not mentally, but physically.

Agonizingly…

In every way imaginable…

Cicilia had been describing Juno as a monster ever since they met, but finally Juno now looked the part, her pale skin like that of the dead, red droplets of blood smeared and speckled over her lips and cheeks and while her eyes glared mercilessly, one eye hidden underneath a sweaty, blue bang as the Nurse began to approach slowly. The way she walked seemed…unnatural, like a dummy being pulled along with strings, each step slow and deliberate.

Even the crowd noticed the change in the woman. Cicilia’s fatigue made her less hateful, and therefore less bloodthirsty, more and more people able to relate to her plight but Juno…with her fatigue, the hate only seemed to grow, to build upon itself like the horrible noise that started upon her entrance, for it was not simply anger that motivated the nurse, but pride and a thirst for knowledge. As Juno felt the terrible venom of fatigue set into her limbs and body, so to did she feel the fear of losing once again to her sworn enemy, to missing the knowledge she could learn from destroying her body in ways that may cause her subject to go mad in agony.

The murderous glint in Juno’s eyes were not out of anger, but desperation.

“You should worry about what your sweet little girl might find in the mailbox at home. I wasn’t sure about my creation before I mailed it, but I can’t say I regret giving her a copy. I even said it was from you, titled I’m Sorry…” The smile didn’t seem to fit on Juno’s face, like her mouth was not made to show such joy, “What do you think she will think it is? A makeup video? Perhaps a breakup video letter? Think of the anticipation she will have simply finding something like that addressed to her!”

Juno had approached Cicilia slowly, the nurse’s dead eyes watching her foe, like a vulture eyeing a carcass. Just as it seemed like the nurse was going in to throw a strike, she lurched forward, a makeshift tackle aimed to knock the German down to the floor, the nurse aiming towards her waist in order to get a better chance of knocking her off balance.

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Post by Cicilia Mon Aug 06, 2018 4:46 pm

"Fuck you." Was all she had to say to that. Her parents taught her nothing beyond the basic components to be a human... then the absolute most RAW lessons on how to box. 4 kinds of punches and how to block. That was it. Her lack of raw talent in this field left her mother disillusioned... Left her to go train her older sister. And her father? Yeah, she taught her respect... Manners? No. Respect at the point of gun. Not a literal one, mind you, but of threats... of harrowing promises. His words forced the Juggernaut to treat him with care lest she receive a "long over due punishment." She feared those words because once too often... she discovered what they meant. She wouldn't even get into what her SISTER dared to teach her...

Suffer for their failures... THEY would! ...In time. Cicilia would be a liar of the highest order if she denied she had thoughts of vengeance against her so titled "parents." She imagined standing against them in the ring, ripping them apart with her honed skill, showing that genetics had no equal to the trained ability! It wouldn't be untrue to say that she had this fantasy often... It would be more accurate to say she had it at least once a week... Some times it would bring a smile to her face... Other times she would brood for hours... It was hard to feel one way or another when expectations met reality...

Speaking of reality... Juno suffered for her own sins, not that of anyone else. Each hit she took was reparations for each woman she broke! The infernos of hatred may have started her boxing career... may have fueled her for a time... MAY HAVE EVEN directed her for a short time... but Cicilia had grown up a lot since then. She met a woman who loved her, help dampen those flames... She had turned from a wild beast to something... better(?). Something more refined at the very least. Juno would break under her fists not for the past of another... but for her own. She would break because she deserved it. Curiosity did not justify wounding someone, hurting them so callously!

And... like the weakling Juno truly was... She went and attacked Cicilia's weak-spot yet again. However... Unlike before, Juno made a mistake in her stupid threat. She had already gone a certain amount overboard with the video but leaving a copy in her mail-box...? Who would believe Cicilia would mail something like that... to her own DAMN apartment mailbox!? Why would she leave a letter from herself to her own home!? Secondly... Even if Juno did as she claimed... Sayumi knew her DAMN well enough to know she would never do anything so horrible! They've been through enough to know what the other was like. If she saw it... if she WATCHED it without her... Sayumi had to be smart enough to guess who it WASN'T from.

"You're a fucking fruit salad, you know that?" Cicilia smirked, actually kind of amused by how she crazy she was taking this! "You just lost any ground you hoped to gain by saying anything, Juno. You took it too far." She was openly laughing now, unable to contain herself! "Lets finish this so I can go home already."

Juno came at her like a twisted marionette, her steps uneven, awkward as she stumbled towards the boxer By now, Cicilia's stance had completely solidified again, her resistance to damage truly showing itself in this fight. Her opponent went low... And Cicilia let her, digging her feet in as Juno attempted a tackle... only for her target to not move an inch! The German only smirked, wrapping one arm around Juno's torso and raising another in the air... BEFORE SLAMMING HER ELBOW DOWN INTO HER SPINE, punishing her for everything she'd ever done!... Then again... Then again!

Over and over and over she slammed her elbow into her back until the woman fell at her feet...

Broken.
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Post by Tarantulust Mon Aug 06, 2018 7:08 pm

Juno couldn’t be helped but be disappointed by Cicilia’s reaction, or rather, the lack of when informed she had received a copy of her work. The nurse’s smile faded for a moment as she reviewed what she did that could have caused it to go wrong.

The video itself was burned onto a DVD, carefully placed inside a protective cover with the words “I’m Sorry” written in sharpie, even going so far as to add a small heart at the end, just to add some misdirection to the title. Once the video was complete, she placed the DVD in a folder, a simply “To: Sayumi From: Cicilia” written on the top, then had someone drop it off at the mailbox after the boxer left.

The whole thing seemed like it would go over fine, Cicilia’s little cum rag would leave to check the male, see that the German had left for the day, and naturally be curious why her lover left something like this in their mailbox. She would see the title, and Juno assumed that due to recent circumstances, the title of “I’m Sorry” would be appropriate in some form or another. Sayumi would put the disk in and voila, instant turmoil.

So why did the German look so calm? Did she find a flaw that Juno could not? Sure, Juno did not know too much about relationships, but she feel she had a pretty good grip on Cicilia’s, judging by what she had seen in her previous… Juno was hesitant to call them matches, more like “live action porn”.

The only thing Juno could come up with was either the handwriting, or the envelop itself. Cicilia was either confident that Sayumi would know it was not the German’s handwriting, or much more simply, the couple did not USE envelops. Though Juno figured in this day and age of technology, she slightly doubted either would recognize anyone’s handwriting, and it could be argued that if Cicilia thought ahead enough to burn the video on a DVD, then she would have enough foresight to buy an envelope.

Though maybe she was stupider than Juno gave credit for.

Well, no matter. That just reduced the chance of Sayumi watching it. Curiosity was a powerful motivator, Juno speaking from experience.
The fruit salad comment got a strange look from Juno, just before the nurse dove forward, looking to try and knock the boxer off balance and onto the ground. Her shoulder impacted against Cicilia’s waist, a slight grunt as the nurse realized…

Oh dear…she didn’t budge.

Juno felt Cicilia’s strong arm wrap around Juno’s waist just before a sharp elbow smashed into the nurse’s spine. As if the pain was not excruciating enough, Cicilia kept…going…over and over. Each elbow was like a stab in the back, too painful for the nurse to even cry out. To her shame, tears began to stream from Juno’s eyes, hot and bitter.

But she would not simply sit there and take the suffering.

Juno’s legs had basically turned to jelly, only being held up by Cicilia herself. But the boxer’s arm’s were preoccupied, while Juno’s were free to do what she pleased. She hated Cicilia, and she would do whatever she needed to rip her apart.

Slowly, shakly, Juno’s arm reeled back, her hand clenched in a fist. Using the adrenaline from the pain, she threw a violent, brutal punch…

Aimed right below Cicilia’s belt.

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Post by Cicilia Mon Aug 06, 2018 7:54 pm

The flaw was twofold: One: Juno was banking on the fact that Sayumi thought Cicilia would be too weak to tell Sayumi to "get out" on her own... Juno was banking that Sayumi was dumb enough to think that the woman she loved would hurt her in this way with some kind of wrathful intent. Juno might rattle Sayumi... scare her... but none of that would mean anything when the Japanese police put Juno away. That was... if this claim held any water at all. Cicilia was calm because no matter how this went down... Juno still lost. It didn't matter if the German won... just so long as this nurse would never come after her again.

The German's elbow cut into Juno's back over and over, as if trying to stab into the vertebrae like a knife. *SLAM* *SLAM!* *SLAM!* It was like beating a message into a brainless cow, using every faculty available to make sure the point got across... It seemed too for a few moments, feeling the Nurse's body buck and weaken, the cries of pain and agony escape from her inhuman lips. Knowing that the monster was nearing her breaking point only gave Cicilia MORE strength, made her attacks stronger... faster. Each cry a battery of energy rippling through her muscles...

Juno wouldn't except her shattering, however. Still had something to prove... Something to say. She said it... by hurling a blistering, desperate fist into one of only 3 physical weakspots on the boxer... right between the legs! Instantly Cicilia's eyes widened and blanked, the sickening feeling of being struck there sapping her of most of her acquired might. Her legs quaked, sweat began to bead heavily on her forehead as a hot, sickening dull pain splashed across the inside of her legs and cut into her stomach, sending with it a new wave of nausia even further up into her throat.

"NNNnnnnnnngh...." She groaned, nearly falling to one knee. "..ggggguh..." She gasped for air, shaken by the blow.... Shaken, but not broken. Cicilia's eyes flared back to life, her muscles tensing, a single hit being NEVER enough to put this woman down! The Juggernaut growled in utter contempt for Juno, that she would attack her there but that was no surprise... she was a coward after all. Cicilia jerked back, attempting to RIP away from the nurse while simultaneously raising a knee, attempting to SLAM it under the blue-haired woman's jaw... crack it. She wouldn't even give the woman time to fall back, the boxer quickly readjusting herself before SLAMMING her fist into her cheek in a downward arc, PLANTING the smaller wrestler into the ground with the full motion of her upper body!
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Post by Tarantulust Tue Aug 07, 2018 9:39 am

Juno was feeling sick, whether it was due to the pain she was enduring or going too long breathing other people’s air was a tossup in her mind. She hated others, wanted the world to be purged of any she deemed unworthy to occupy the space they so dearly contaminated, but that was not her focus right now. The elbows had taken their toll on her back, making it difficult to move freely, to twist and turn the way she needed to in order to pick up momentum. The whole thing was spelled trouble for the nurse.

So, in desperation, trying to get the pain to stop, Juno fired off her last resort. She did not like going for THAT type of low blow, thinking it beneath her. However, when one has an angered, self-righteous CUNT smashing an elbow into ones back over and over again, some sacrifices must be made to ensure that one can WALK after this match…

The strike hit just fine, and for a moment it seemed like Cicilia may have actually felt something…but that did not seem to last for long.

That was all Juno could think before Cicilia ripped away from her, though Juno must not have gone the way the boxer planned, because when she threw a strange knee attack, it crashed against her collar bone, a sickening noise erupting with the impact. Juno simply fell onto the ground, the sharp, constant pain above her chest seemingly stabbing her over and over.

How did things get this way? Again? She was doing so well, yet there she lay, just as before, aching from all sorts of blows and bleeding from her mouth, just when her nose stopped its own blood river. She had trained so long, practiced for quite some time while her foe laid in a hospital bed. Was there really that large a gap in their abilities? The nurse kicked around the idea for what seemed to be awhile but was really only a few seconds.

The dull pain did not seem to go away, in fact it hung in her shoulder for quite some time, never subsiding even a little bit. Juno mused for a bit, broken, perhaps? The nurse couldn’t tell in this condition, perhaps in the medical ward, whenever this match was over.

Slowly, Juno used her one good arm to push herself up, her back aching all over from the spikes pounded into them earlier. One eye was still hidden behind a blue bang. Perhaps it would be best to…

“No…No! You know what?” The once icy tone sounded…normal? The eye that looked back at the boxer was no longer frozen, yet not quite burning with hatred…discontent, maybe?

FUCK you, you unbearably whiny piece of human garbage! Honestly how comfortable is your head, when its shoved so far up your own ASS?!?” The nurse (or maybe Juno?) began to rise up, grunting with effort and pain, “I try to act courteous, throw out some spooky lines here and there, work up ALL of this utter bullshit, and for what?” the discontent eyes watched the boxer, “For you to just come in, curse me out a few times, NEARLY BREAK MY DAMN JAW, yeah like I didn’t see that stunt! All the while you prance around in your little dark world, ‘oh dear, everyone is out to get me, nobody understands me but my sweet Sayumi’, fuck off, Edward Cullen!”

Juno was… well…different, then how she acted before. She gripped her shoulder, clearly in a lot of pain, yet still she rambled on.

“You’re such a god damn nut case you can’t even hold a conversation in a grocery store with a stranger. Unless you recognized me right off the bat, and you decided to go along with it, and also happened to be the worlds best actor, the girl that I was playing was a complete stranger to you. A FAN, even! And you treated her like a terminator coming to get you! Granted that’s what I was trying to play it as…but still!”

Juno took a shaky step forward, almost stumbling, but it was as if the venting wouldn’t stop, like her sheer amount of complaining kept her standing, the audience, whom at points were cheering the fight, now were silence not out of fear or guilt but sheer confusion.

“Then there was the video, Jesus Christ what a disaster that was! do you know how many takes we had to do to make that crying scene even a little convincing?” Juno seemed to be referring to when the eyeless girl fell to the corner in fear of the camera…

“That scene alone took a day to shoot properly because Veronica couldn’t stop smiling or adjusting that stupid wig to save her life. It was a miracle we were able to contact your sister, she gave us the picture and we were finally able to make it at least intimidating.” Another step towards Cicilia, “Oh, and another thing, Veronica? The girl playing your girlfriend? She’s my cousin, and also, MY GYM PARTNER! Juno’s face scrunched up into a scowl, “That day at the gym, she was helping me practice how to be a better Heel. Then you came along and it was as they say…improvisation can be the best kind of practice. Hell, I thought we could possibly do a thing together, red vs blue, strikes vs submissions, masked vs unmasked.”

Juno’s eye flinched in pain as she moved her shoulder, once again going to cradle it, the pain seemingly helping her simmer down…beginning to think clearly.

“But I can’t take this anymore, I think you almost paralyzed me with that elbow stunt you pulled, and you might have broken my collar bone. Okay sure, it was my fault for making it too real, I’m sorry but I figured we could give a better show that way. Not to mention it would save me the embarrassment of having to tell you about the Heel practice.

“I-I dunno. I know this is really, really weird, but you think we could, like…NOT try to kill each other?”

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