Post by "Psychonic" Terra Walker on Jul 28, 2019 0:25:14 GMT -5
Dear Dad,
This Trinity Wrestling place is weird as all hell. I have to fight in a battle royal against these freaks. That Claire Hawkins chick is here. The one that was in Action. I don't necessarily mind her, but she was with those Guardians for a time. Plus, she's got that whole witchcraft thing going on. I'm not threatened by her or anything. It's not as if she was a big time threat. If anything, she was in the Guardians just to fill their last spot. They already had L Verez, Sam Kidsgrove, and Jaice Wilds. Why did they need Claire. Probably just so they could blame someone for their shitty run. Now she's all alone in this carnival fest. It's quite sad, really. I'll end her miserable career soon enough. That shit TV title run will be her only time with gold around her waist, I assure you.
She isn't one of the weirdos I'm worried about though. There's Emmit Kraus. You remember him? He was in NBW back when Vincent Pryde was in charge. I'm almost certain Kraus is a serial killer. He's just too quiet and peaceful for my liking whenever we're backstage. He wasn't like that at all in NBW. He was vicious, and cruel. Always had the eyes of a killer. I know I can be quite hardcore, and say I'm going to kill people, but with him… I think he might mean it. I don't have any proof, of course. But he isn't normal. Not by any means.
Irina's there too. The boss lady from where you work at. I think she's one of the many reasons I didn't join APW. How did a chick like that become a commissioner? Aren't Russians communists? What kind of bullocks is that? Plus, she's already a boss for one company, so why does she need to wrestle for another? It doesn't make sense to me. None of this shenanigans does. I bet this has something to do with Adam Dante. I'm telling you, dad, that guy is corrupt. I don't know to what extent, but I'll find out, trust me. There's something fishy going on. He's in cahoots with Kylie Moore for a reason. I know Trinity is a sort of chain company, but still. Something isn't adding up. Anyway, I doubt boss lady will get one over on me. She probably has her mind on Alpha Showdown more than some battle royal. I'm not as worried about her. I just have a bad feeling about this promotion alliance thing is all.
I can't forget about Pasha. The one that wants to hug everyone. Who can be that fucking nice? He's got to be a druggie. I know for damn sure Trinity doesn't have a policy for that, with this freak show I'm stuck in. But this Pasha guy? Either he's hiding some dark secrets, or he's a druggie… which I guess would be a secret as well. I highly doubt he's anyone to worry about though. He's big, sure, but he's a teddy bear on happy pills. I'll find a way to flop his happy ass over the top rope somehow. I doubt he'll even hit anyone. He's like Edwardo from Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends. You remember that show? We should watch it sometime soon. I heard it's on Hulu. But yeah… Pasha. I guess he's there. Goodness, this promotion is weird.
That Dave Spades guy is there too. The one I beat. He's just as boring as I thought, but to be honest, with all these other freaks, it's honestly a breath of fresh air to have him around to clobber. He was too easy though, but some of his FWA buddies are gonna be in the battle royal this time. I don't know if they're aligned together, but I'm sure they'll work together for a bit to gain an advantage. There's Solomon Graham, who looks even more boring than Spades, somehow. Guy looks like he'll be gassed within five minutes of a match. I know there's guys like Wade Moor that prove otherwise, but Graham looks like a proper slob. Then there's Duncan Aries. Looks like a boring bloke that wants to be cool. Nothing much more to say there. The whole FWA crew are just a boring bunch that stick out like a sore thumb.
I don't understand the whole Trapson schtick. Does he want to wrestle, sing, or dance? Just go to a studio and start a fucking LP, for fucks sake. Start doing live performances and make a name for yourself that way. There's no room for that in professional wrestling. When was the last time anyone enjoyed a live performance during a wrestling event? The guy needs to find his priorities and stick with them. I get that Michael Jackson died and this guy wants to rekindle the gimmick he had, but there's enough weird in Trinity. I'm gonna get this guy out of my way before he annoys me to death.
Aside from me, there's no in-between in Trinity. They're either boring, or just plain weird. No one is interesting for more than just being an annoying oddity. Especially those Haven freaks. They're the worst of them all. Pandora, Phoenix, and Persephone. I'm convinced that the other two view Pandora as some goddess that they worship. I bet she has them brainwashed somehow. It's just too fucking weird. It's either that, or they're a cult… or both.
Persephone is the newest one. Some nerdy looking girl. She wears those useless glasses that don't actually help you see. It looks like they brainwashed her, probably recently. That's my guess, at least. I'll bet she's the least experienced too. She certainly looks it, with her babyface. They made her all cutesy looking. Apparently she was doing the whole punk look before joining them. I don't know how you can look even more silly than that, but she pulled it off. I'm really not worried about her too much, honestly. I think she'll be all bark and very little bite. Probably will mostly stick to being in the other two's corner. Maybe she'll get jealous at some point and turn on them. Who knows? I just know she's going to lean on the other two for most of the battle royal, until she makes a rookie mistake.
Phoenix… where do I even start with this one? She's got WHORE written on her forehead. It's disgusting. She's probably a succubus. She definitely isn't human. Her entire aesthetic creeps me the fuck out, but I'm going to have to look past it during the match. I just… really can't stand the bitch. Could you be anymore gross? I could imagine her being the type of person that murders people after having sex with them. That's the type of vibe I get from her. Just… ugh. I don't want to talk about her anymore. I just want to kick her head off her shoulders.
She isn't my biggest worry though… that goes to who I assume is their cult leader… or their God, Pandora. She's the first one that popped up and sent a virus to Trinity. At least she isn't a whore, but she's definitely the brains of the vessel. There's no doubt about that. She'll coordinate their every move in the battle royal. That's what she'll have to do. Rely on her grunts to do the dirty work, so that she has an edge. I bet she's just using them too. All so she can get ahead. I don't know if they're looking for gold, but they want to dominate, that much, I'm sure of. They're strategy is strange, but if I weren't around, it would work. Maybe she's an android. That would explain a lot. It would be hilarious to tear her head off just to see a bunch of nuts and bolts inside. I don't think it'll be easy to take her out. Not with the other two bugging me. But once I take them out, I can isolate her. I bet she's not so terrifying without her creepy little cronies. It's just a matter of time before I turn Haven into a graveyard.
Do you see where I'm going with this though, dad? This place is not normal in the slightest. I get it. It's wrestling. No one's normal. But this is a whole other level of fucked in the head. Almost everyone in this promotion has lost the plot in some way or another. It's a bit triggering, if I'm honest. I just expected another promotion with some oddities, a bunch of jabronies, and a couple of class wrestlers. What I've entered is a rabbit hole that's lead me to a Horror Land. It's not a fun sight, but I'll have fun tearing through all of the competition. I'll win this battle royal, and soon, I'll be the first Trinity Champion. Watch me.
Your lovely daughter,
Terra
Terra has decided to visit Vincent in the luxurious condo he and Lance own. They're eating dinner that, of course, Lance has made for them. They're both eating his "perfect" omelette for breakfast.
Terra: Am I not allowed to catch up with my brother?
Vincent: Oh, no, I didn't mean anything by it. I was just curious.
Terra: I'm curious too. What have you and your friend been up to in APW? I assume you plan to win the tag titles from those Canadians at some point.
Vincent: Oh, yeah. We were biding our time, you know? We want to elevate tag team wrestling. Kinda like you and Allen did.
Terra: I'd prefer not to be reminded of that. Anyway, didn't you two try to get the Hardcore title that one time?
Vincent looks a bit nervous when she brings up the Hardcore title. Almost as if she brought up a traumatizing memory.
Vincent: That was Steve's idea. Besides, I'm not fit for hardcore wrestling like you are.
Terra: Don't be a pansy. It's not that bad.
Vincent: I'll stick with tag wrestling. What about you? I heard you left EWC PRIME.
Terra: For now. I want to try this Trinity promotion out. Be a part of a new land. Become a "first ever." Make history. You follow?
Vincent: Yes, I understand. Sadly, that ship sailed for me and Steve. I don't know why we didn't get tag title opportunities at Alpha Showdown… we could have won them, you know.
Terra scoffs quietly, trying not to let Vince hear her. Vincent, playing nervously with his omelette, doesn't seem to notice.
Terra: Yeah, definitely.
Vincent: So what are you doing in Trinity?
Terra: I'm in a battle royal with twenty-nine other wrestlers.
Vincent: 30 people? I had issues with 10… You think you have a good chance of winning?
Terra: Think? I know I do. Have you seen the roster?
Vincent: A bit, but I don't recognize most of them. I remember Claire and Emmit. Of course, my boss is there too. I'm glad she isn't fighting in APW. She kinda scares me, if I'm honest.
Terra: Why? She's just a Russian meathead. Not like you'll do anything to get on her bad side anyway. You're too much of a goodie two shoes. Being in that hardcore match was the most courageous thing you've done.
Vincent: More courageous than becoming Ronin Champion?
Terra rolls her eyes whilst taking her last bite of egg. She finishes her morning wine to boot. Meanwhile, Vincent still has a decent amount of omelette left, and is drinking water.
Vincent: Gee, I'm glad you're so proud of my accomplishments.
Terra: I'm just saying APW has much bigger competition than the NBW bums. Gods, why did I ever like that promotion?
Vincent: The relaunch was pretty good.
Terra: They tried. But they were doomed to fail. These newer companies, not to mention Action Wrestling and EWC are in better hands. Masuda is a better fit as a competitor anyway.
Vincent: He somehow became even more terrifying.
Terra: I think you're just a pansy. Are you sure wrestling is what you want to do? Whatever happened to being a biographer?
Vincent: I actually got hired to do a Tyler, the Creator biography. Steve and I ran into him after his first Talk Metal appearance and he somehow recognized me.
Terra: So what the hell are you doing in the ring?
Vincent: Continuing the Walker legacy in a better light. Allen's mucking it up, and I know you'd rather make a name for yourself. I'm mostly doing it for the family.
Terra: You mean for dad.
Vincent: If you want to put it that way, sure.
Terra: Just don't hurt yourself.
Vincent: Yeah… anyway, tell me more about Trinity.
Lance brings them some dessert, with Vincent finally finishing his food. Lemon tarts with summer berries. Terra sighs.
Terra: Why can't you ever make anything normal, dad? I just want some ice cream.
Lance: If you don't like it, don't eat it, you plonker!
Terra snickers at her dad before taking a bite of her dessert. It seems like she wants to avoid the question Vincent just asked.
Terra: Honestly, Vinny, I don't know how to feel about Trinity.
Vincent: Why's that?
Terra: They're just… they have a weird vibe, the lot of them. The normal ones aren't even a real part of the brand.
Vincent: Can't be any weirder than NBW.
Terra: Oh, it can. Speaking of, the serial killer from NBW is there.
Vincent: Serial killer?
Terra: Yeah, Emmit Kraus.
Vincent: Oh, he was before my time. Wait, how do you know if he's a serial killer?
Terra: I don't, but he has that vibe. Just kind of a hunch.
Vincent: You don't plan to try and find out about that, do you?
Terra: I'm not gonna obsess over it, but if I find enough evidence, I'll probably contact authorities.
Vincent: Please be careful.
Terra: Heh. Yeah. I'm all about careful.
She's already almost finished with her dessert when Lance brings her some strawberry ice cream.
Terra: Thanks dad.
Vincent: How do you eat so much without gaining weight?
Terra: Lots of exercise, and a fast metabolism. Anyway, the main freaks that concern me are those Haven bitches.
Vincent: Sounds like a cult.
Terra: They are a cult. I'm sure of it. Pandora's their leader. They speak in patterns, and use glitched lettering to try and freak everyone out. Then they have that slut named Phoenix. How are you supposed to wrestle with braces on?
Vincent: She has braces?
Terra: Yes. Probably from slobb--
Lance: LANGUAGE!
Terra makes a face at her dad.
Terra: There's also the pawn, Persephone.
Vincent: How do you know she's a pawn?
Terra: Because she didn't join later on, and there's pictures of her before she joined Haven. Take a look.
She hands him her phone, showing before and after pictures of Persephone.
Terra: Exactly! They're using her to form a bigger group. I bet they'll try and gain more members.
Vincent: You mean like another blonde girl with a ton of wrestling experience?
Terra, with a spoon sticking out of her mouth, stops and realizes what Vincent just said. She takes the spoon out of her mouth and goes for another bite before realizing that there's none left.
Vincent: I don't know, Terra… they might just try to force you into it. Maybe they'll sedate you and kidnap you. They seem like the type.
Terra gets up and holds her stomach, quickly making her way to the door.
She exits the house. Vincent, confused, looks at his dad with a regretful face.
Lance rolls his eyes and goes back to cleaning up the kitchen after mouthing the words "panini head." Meanwhile, Terra is going over to her car. She quickly gets in and drives off.
After a bit, she makes it home. She goes into the house, slowly calming down.
She turns around, and the calm that was forming quickly dissipates. Instead of her mother, the person she sees is…
Terra: Allen.
Allen: Hello sister.