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Post by Eden on Jul 11, 2020 22:09:03 GMT -5
Roleplay Deadlines: Friday, July 3rd, 2020 at 9 PM PST, 12 AM EST, 11 PM CT(US) Saturday, July 4th, 2020 at 1 AM(UK)
24 Hour Deadlines, 1 Post Deadlines Thursday, July 2nd, 2020 at 9 PM PST, 12 AM EST, 11 PM CT(US) Friday, July 3rd, 2020 at 1 AM(UK)
Roleplay Limit 2 RPs, up to 1000 words apiece OR A single RP, up to 2000 words
For tournament brackets updated as we progress, go here!
Match Four (Tournament): Christy Winters vs. Kiera Katharsies
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Post by Christy Winters on Jul 22, 2020 0:41:59 GMT -5
Inside the auto shop, the guards are discussing the recent fight between Deacon Thomas and Christy Winters.
Guard 1: I don’t about you but I made a nice chunk of change on the Thomas, Winters match. Winters was a 20-1 longshot, and I cashed in big time.
Guard 2: Yeah, same here, I mean would expect someone of her relatively small stature to be able to fight if her life depended on it.
Guard 1: Well I’ve heard that Winters is a 50-1 longshot against Katharsies, I mean sure Winters has never beat her, but I think whoever came up with those odds, aren’t giving Winters much of a chance.
Christy slides out from under one of the Prison transport buses, covered in dirt and grease.
Christy: Honestly, you people really shouldn't wait until the breaks are almost shot, they’re are fixed though, I bet your all fucking glad I wound up in here.
Guard 2: Yeah, you're not here to talk Winters you're here to make sure every vehicle we have is running.
Christy stands up and wipes herself with a rag as the guard's smirk.
Christy: Nice, that all I need you two idiots slobbering all over me, now since I’m done here, after eighteen fucking hours, I’m going to hopefully hit the showers then sleep for two days.
Christy headed towards the door.
Christy: Oh, and if you want to lose your money bet on Katharsies.
Several days later, Christy is sitting with Brittany.
Brittany: Congrats on the win, the folks on the outside that bet on you, were more than happy, I heard old man Andruzzi bought each of his mistresses a new escalade off the winnings.
Christy: That old bastard is still alive.
Brittany: Yeah.
Christy: Okay.
Brittany: Yeah so I hear they stacked the odds against you against Katharsies, I mean 50-1 underdog.
Christy: Honestly I don’t care about the odds, I just want to beat the living piss out her and move in the tournament, getting that Asylum title shot is all I want, and I’ve been beating the odds my whole life.
Brittany: Anyway I have to go get that thing you asked me to do taken care of.
Christy: Right.
Brittany leaves, and Christy heads to the prison gym, a good workout would do her good, and she had some rec time built up, now was as good a time as any to use some of it.
Christy arrives at the Gym but the guard running it stops her from entering.
Christy: What the fuck dude, I’ve earned some fucking rec time, and I’ve got a big match coming up
Guard: Yeah about that, Ms. Katharsies has been granted unlimited time to train for your fight, and she requested that you be denied any time to train, and since she has more stroke in here than you have, that request has been granted, Ms. Katharsies will be here in a few minutes to begin her training, so it’s best you just move along.
Christy: Yeah whatever, give Keira my best, will you.
Christy walks off towards her cell.
Christy: This is fucking bullshit.
Christy is inside her cell working through a series of one-armed pushups.
One thing I don’t understand is how was my win over Deacon Thomas was considered a major upset, its not an upset if you're better than the person your wrestling, Deacon I give you a little credit you improved a little bit, but it didn’t help last week did it, you get to remain a loser, while I got one match closer to an Asylum title match.
Keira you must think the viewing audience are a bunch of idiots, I saw right your little stunt with Sin last week, I saw right through your bullshit, anyone with any common sense knows that you and Sin are cohorts around here, and your conspiring to somehow get yourselves into the final of the Asylum title tournament.
Now I admit Keira we’ve battled each other early in our time in the Asylum and yes I’ve never beaten you, and that why the betting odds are so stacked against me, I’m fine with that everyone betted against me against Mya Denton, and they betted against me last week against Deacon Thomas, people have bet against me all my life Keira, and I’ve constantly shoved it back in their faces. Keira you are no better than all the scumbags I killed to end up in here, your no better than the councilman who’s favorite thing to do was beat up his wife, or the pedophile, who used to stalk kids outside Long Beach Elementary, and your no better than my bastard parents I’m glad they're fucking dead.
Christy sits on the floor with her back against her bunk.
Keira, you need to understand that while you think you have the upper hand, you really don’t and you can pull all the strings you want to deny me training time for our match, the funny thing is I don’t need to spend hours in a Gym pumping myself up to prepare myself for a fight I’m always ready to fight, I don’t need to cuddle up to someone like the Underground Champion to get ahead, every god damn thing I have I fucking earned on my blood sweat, and fucking tears, and I’m not going to let some worthless asshole like you, steal what I’ve fucking earned, and just so you know that last person who stole from me is now living somewhere with no fucking fingers.
Christy catches her breath.
So Keira, pump yourself up all you want, kiss you to your little buddy Sin all you want, it won't help you when your a bloody fucking pile of broken bones, Keira you’ve met your fucking Waterloo, and her name is Christy Fucking Winters.
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Post by KiKi Kartharsies on Jul 24, 2020 21:47:15 GMT -5
VOICE: “Kiera, it is time for your doctor session.” As the grainy footage comes into somewhat focus, Kiera is seen in her cell that has vastly improved since the last time she was seen. The voice that echoes throughout the corridor belongs to a large burley orderly who is entering Kiera’s cell. Behind him is a smaller orderly bringing a camera on a tripod and a female in a pant suit and hair pulled up into a tight bun. Another orderly brings in a more comfortable chair for the doctor to sit on. All three orderlies exit the cell, the last to leave is the one who brought in the camera, he set it up in the corner behind the doctor. The scene quickly switches to the recording from the camera inside the cell.DOCTOR: ”Hello Kiera. It is nice to see you becoming acclimated to your new cell. Are you enjoying your new room?” Kiera was sitting on the edge of her bed. Her head lowered, her long dreaded blue and white and black hair covering her face. Something seemed to be bothering her, she didn’t respond to the doctor. After a few moments of silence, the doctor speaks again.DOCTOR: “What seems to be the issue Kiera? Does it have anything to do with your living space here? Or what?” Kiera slowly raises her eye level to stare a hole through the doctor. Her eyes are bloodshot. Her face seems to be stone. The camera catches her hands clenched around the corner of the bed she sits on.KIKI KARTHARSIES: “I am fine Doc.” Her words come through clenched teeth, a growl even in the tone.DOCTOR: “Well Kiera, it doesn’t seem as though you are. That is why I am here. Let’s talk this out.” Kiera lowers her gaze again.KIKI KARTHARSIES: “I feel as though, the world in here is just as horrendous and horrible as outside these walls. I cannot trust anyone. The one I thought I could trust and confide in, attacked me. How am I supposed to feel with that.” The doctor writes some things quickly on her yellow pad.DOCTOR: “Are you talking about the incident on the last show between yourself and Sin?”
KIKI KARTHARSIES: “Of fucking course Doc. What else would I be talking about? Sin was my only friend here and she showed me her true colors on that last show.”
DOCTOR: “Okay. Well let us try and focus on what you have going on this week. Last week we discussed the incident some, that seems to still be a sore subject but we will work on it. We also discussed how confident you seemed to be when you walked out for that part of the show. Were you? Were you feeling self confident?” Kiera raises her eye level again, staring right through the doctor sitting across from her.KIKI KARTHARSIES: “Well if it seemed as though I was confident and believed in myself than I guess I was and did. However it lead to an unprovoked attack. Why did she attack me?”
DOCTOR: “Honestly Kiera, I do not know. I am not her therapist or psychiatrist. Even if I was I wouldn’t be allowed to discuss anything like that with you.” It seems as though the anger, and emotional instability within Kiera is intensifying. Her knuckles are almost transparent for how white they are as she tightens her grip upon the upper corner of the edge of her bed.DOCTOR: “I would like to discuss with you about the rumor floating around the Asylum that you used some moxy to prevent Christy Winters from using the gym and work out equipment. Is there any part of that, that could be true?” A cackle like no other exits the young woman. Her hair flies back as she leans back. Her crooked smile breaks the seriousness and demonic stern look she had before.KIKI KARTHARSIES: “I hear about that. I found it quite hilarious that she was slash is that desperate to find a reason to lose her mind after I send her packing again.”
DOCTOR: “Interesting. Let’s expand on that. You know that you are part of the Asylum Championship tournament. You already are locked into a fight therapy session against Sin for her Underground Championship. How does that feel? You have been a champion before, you not only indefinitely have a championship shot, but you might get another at the end of this tournament if you are able to make it past Christy.” Kiera screws up her right eyebrow. The whites of her eyes filled with blood colored vessels. Almost taking over her dark pupils.KIKI KARTHARSIES: “The trinket that I lost to the guy that I was able to survive against about a month back. Now, I have to fight my friend, at least I hope her and I are still friends. I am scared shitless if I’ve lost the only friend I gained in this place since being transferred here. Anyhow, I want the trinket that Sin has. I want the big trinket that will be given to the winner of this tournament thing.”
DOCTOR: “Are you confident that you will be able to get past Christy this weekend?”
KIKI KARTHARSIES: “Haven’t I already done that? Look. Sin did do something good for me two weeks ago. She opened my eyes to something that I was either hiding away in a deep dark locked corner of my mind. She revealed to me that being scared is useless. No. I should carry myself like I should have been all along. A woman that has survived horrendous shit in my life. Even did some things to keep those horrible things hidden away. I hate having nightmares every night. Reliving that shit night after night. I will no longer let it rule my life. Christy. She started that rumor, I had nothing to do with it. Even if I did, no one fucking listens to me around here. I know that I should and could go into the fight therapy session this weekend with all the confidence in the world. Having the knowledge that Christy has been unable to beat me in past sessions. But I won’t. That is not how I feel ever, but I do know, that darkness that had a light shone on it two weeks ago. That is my fuel. That is what will get me past Christy and onto the actual finals of this tournament thing.” Kiera pauses and turns her head slightly to her left. It seems she is gazing at her desk. She then tilts her head some. The doctor writes some notes concerning what Kiera just talked about.DOCTOR: “Is there a reason you feel that way? Do you think that Christy really made that rumor up?” Kiera shifts her eyes, only them to the doctor now. A fire in the stare is noticeable.KIKI KARTHARSIES: “Yes she did. If she didn’t it was her girlfriend she is alway chit chatting with around here. To answer the more important and valuable question before I demand you to leave. I feel this way because of the awakening Sin gave me. I’ve expressed some deep and very dark things to Sin. She used that against me to a certain extent two weeks ago. What she needs to realize is that I forget nothing. I’ll remember that night for as long as I live. I hold no resentment toward my friend Sin. But I will never forget. Fear is no longer an obstacle for me like it has been for most of my life. No. Fear is the fuel to my rage. You see Doc, the last time Christy and I faced off, it was in this wild electroshock therapy bathtub type of thing. Yes I received some help from Sin that night. But this time, I will not need help. I will not ask for it. Hell I didn’t ask for it last time. Nevertheless Doc, y’all better have some medical staff ready because. I am a whole new KiKi. And Christy has a rude awakening coming. You can now leave Doc. I no longer want to look at you or even hear that grainy ass and annoying pitch of your voice. Leave.” The last word came out deep, stern, and almost like daggers aimed at the doctor, who quickly jots down those last few notes. The orderlies enter and grab the chair, the camera and seemingly guard the doctor from the petite woman who is oddly smiling as the doctor exits with the orderlies. Kiera then lays down upon the bed. Some remnants of blood on her fingertips, from what, there is nothing that can be seen. The footage goes blank then. Even the security camera grainy footage is blank now.------------============------------
“What if it was the damn orderlies? What if they were the ones that ignorantly stated that I claimed some kind of unlimited access to the workout room? Meh. Honestly that isn’t important KiKi. What is important is that you remain guarded. Even a little distant from everyone. I know that I have a very important fight therapy session coming up this Sunday night. Is it really going to be on Sunday? Wait. It always is. Push the incident with Sin to the back of your mind. That roller coaster will be a ride and a half when the time comes. Not yet though. I must remain steadfast and focused when it comes to this shit. I am beginning to grasp it. The reasoning behind. The incentives we as patients in this Asylum have when entering the basement and setting foot inside that half broken ring. Top it off with all the chaos I have been experiencing personally there seems to be a new regime leader or whatever. That is even a matter I can concretely verify later. Christy Winters. This is my target as they say. My enemy. My foe. The next one I must send off into the electroshock therapy room and back to the old grungy cell she just got out of. Also eliminate all hope that she has on capturing the big trinket up for grabs. I am not the one claiming to be all about that, but it does seem that brings a better living situation and a kind of freedom that others do not have available. So maybe I should aim all my focus. All my energy on that. I looked it up. This tournament thingy, is for the Asylum Championship. Yes the Doc said that but I had to verify. She lies. I will call it my ultimate trinket. My key to making myself more acclimated to the world outside of the dingy walls. I want to live a life that seemed to be so far out of reach for me. Can I eventually accomplish that? I guess only time will tell that tale. KiKi Kartharsies, is a changed woman. From a scared little girl. To a woman that hunts down those that try and ruin that dream. Christy Winters, I hope you are used to the cold your last name brings because I will be sending you there once again. No help needed. No help wanted. I am Kiera Karthasies. It is my time to roar. Here comes the whirlwind that is the medically induced sleep they give me nightly. The nightmares will stop. I will face them head on as they come. Time to let them haunt someone else. Maybe Christy……”
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