Post by JR Rage on Feb 28, 2012 21:27:25 GMT -5
JR Rage
Residential Psycho
Crack. The Sound of splintering wood echoing through the room, along with shattered glass from unfinished drinks. This had to be the fifth bar Rage had invaded just to start a fight with a cash sum for anyone that could send her through a table. So far the drunken masses underestimated her most times as she shouldered some skinny guy who thought he was some tough guy showing off to friends and only was tossed against the game table but unfortunately it did not crack or fall apart. "Damn" But this match that was coming up was to think quick on your feet and she vaulted onto the bar and delivered an elbow drop right against the guys sternum and with the force and extra weight the table finally faltered and bent inward sending them both to the floor.
Standing up and dusting herself off from the bit of debris and flicking a nacho chip from her shoulder seemed to give one woman a proper opening to hit Rage across the back with a stool that had her lurch forward and onto one knee. Another strike was coming but shifting her weight and using a round house kick she used the makeshift weapon to her advantage/ Bringing both the heel of her foot and tip of the stool into the woman's head with a sicking thud. Walking over the downed woman she crouched some and pulled the other up by her hair to be face to face. "Please say you didn't do that to protect your boyfriend. If that is the case play for the other team from now on." Giving a full square hit of a headbutt to knock her out as she stood looking around the place and gave a sigh and shoulder shrug.
Not much was proving a challenge, but the practice was nice. Nothing says pure randomness like a room full a drunks and the offer of money to take down one seemingly easy woman due to her stature. "Time left?" Looking to the bartender who would get some of the money not to call the authorities, not to mention what good what it would do? She never threw the first punch just started the game for any takers.
"Ten minutes and counting." Rage leaned back some on the bar finding her drink and taking some of it as she looked through the bottom of the glass as a rather tall gentlemen in leather gear of a biker stood up and walked in front of the table with a pile of stacked and counted bills. "One last taker Miss?" Rage could only grin as she set down her glass looking to the man and decided to make anther deal.
"Your the one with the nice Vegas 8-Ball Motorcycle outside right?" The man almost looked a bit surprised if not interested at how well she could name his own bike. "Oh believe me I'm not like normal frilly pom pom girls. I'll make a deal though. If can pin me for three seconds can take that large some of cash all for yourself no questions asked. Though if I pin you I get your bike." You could see the gears in the mans head trying to decide if this deal would be a good one and not lose his bike to here, and probably his man card while at it. Looking around the room she had dealt a lot of damage but they were mostly her size or a little taller but not much of a wide difference like them. He agreed and held out a hand to shake.
Was it a trap, most likely is what she thought. The one thing he would not know is he was about the massive size of Blake and she spared with him constantly during his prime. This was the final one standing and just like her match pin fall could be anywhere. She clutched his hand at his wrist and instantly the deal was struck as she was pulled towards him and lifted above him as she squirmed around and fell behind him grabbing his shoulder and sending her legs into his back pushing him forward into the bar. Rushing him she was met with liquor in her eyes as he slung her drink momentary blinding her.
She felt herself lifted from the ground with a strong spear knocking the wind out of her and then her back connecting with a hard surface and the stacks of bills before with a snap she was on the ground with the table. It was lucky he was the last opponent or she would of lost right then and there. 1.......2... How cliche to have the barkeep count while cleaning out a glass but before finished with a three Rage kicked out and rolled to her feet rubbing at her eyes to see again.
Again he came at her but was met with a hard kick to his stomach and moved kick to claim his neck and perform a Twist of Fate that brought his head down into the remains of the table. 1.......2.......3" With that she snatched his keys dangling them in front of the downed biker with a laugh and started placing the money back in bag and tossed some to the barkeep.
Looking to the corner to spot the one that had been following her through this crazy night as she held up the keys. "Told you I would get us a ride."
The blonde wearing a black leather jacket and aviator sunglasses caught the key one handed. She smirked with a slight chuckle that flashed her teeth. "Oh does this mean you are riding bitch?" She laughed as she tossed her head back and flipped her hair back over her shoulder with the same sweep. In IWS people would only know about Jessica Hyde, the assistant Stenographer of Judas Tyme. He was nothing more then a wanna be rock star skateboarder that was now working for Dax Clark. She paused and looked back at Rage, she pushed her glasses down the bridge of her nose and smirked again. "Well are you coming?" She snickered as she twirled the keys around her finger waiting for this young girl's response.
Giving a bit of a stretch having had a fun rough night of play like this. She shouldered the bag of cash she liked to bet around with, she never needed much to live on and took to walking to the bike and sitting on the back looking through some of the stored stuff, chucking out extra clothes or trinkets, but the bike was still going to be hers. "For now I suppose people can think of me as a bitch. I'm sure some our beyond pissed that I keep getting in the show with no contract. I'm still keeping this bike after the date though." Giving a bit of a laugh as she tied her hair back for the ride looking to Miss Hyde.
Jessica started the bike and pushed back the kickstand balancing the wait with Rage's added in. "Ok then, this is a date then your hands go on the shoulders, but don't even think about going around this waist." She shook her head and then hit the throttle after Rage had put a helmet on. Miss Hyde was a person that put the boundaries up fast even if she showed a lot she had been playing with Rage like this all night. Tiny task here or there that were more like request. She was even starting to enjoy herself somewhat thinking of different things for this girl to have laid before her. Jessica was even feeling a little like Eurystheus. She knew Rage could head her through the mic system in the helmets. "So where am I taking us babe, you the navigator, I am just the pilot."
Placing her hands on the other woman's shoulders griping some against her leather. "Hoping your not going to turn out like those high maintenance types." Joining in on the play as she slid the visor down and the bike came to life taking off into the city. "Got all night, lets take the town." With that, the city was in trouble as they head for the center to enjoy the night before the match.
Jessica looked high maintenance, but that was the image she had to keep up for work. "The town huh babe, I think we could do that." Jessica drove the bike through the cars ignoring the traffic laws as she listen to Rage laugh. They pulled along the side of the road at a local nightclub. Jessica slowed the bike and then walked it to a stop before she took off her helmet and looked back at Rage. "I'll even pay for you, the trick I am always told is to sit at the bar. Just follow my lead." She pointed her finger slightly down and then up into Rage's forehead as she had looked down. Jessica chuckled thinking that was another point for her since Rage accidentally followed her finger.
Standing up and dusting herself off from the bit of debris and flicking a nacho chip from her shoulder seemed to give one woman a proper opening to hit Rage across the back with a stool that had her lurch forward and onto one knee. Another strike was coming but shifting her weight and using a round house kick she used the makeshift weapon to her advantage/ Bringing both the heel of her foot and tip of the stool into the woman's head with a sicking thud. Walking over the downed woman she crouched some and pulled the other up by her hair to be face to face. "Please say you didn't do that to protect your boyfriend. If that is the case play for the other team from now on." Giving a full square hit of a headbutt to knock her out as she stood looking around the place and gave a sigh and shoulder shrug.
Not much was proving a challenge, but the practice was nice. Nothing says pure randomness like a room full a drunks and the offer of money to take down one seemingly easy woman due to her stature. "Time left?" Looking to the bartender who would get some of the money not to call the authorities, not to mention what good what it would do? She never threw the first punch just started the game for any takers.
"Ten minutes and counting." Rage leaned back some on the bar finding her drink and taking some of it as she looked through the bottom of the glass as a rather tall gentlemen in leather gear of a biker stood up and walked in front of the table with a pile of stacked and counted bills. "One last taker Miss?" Rage could only grin as she set down her glass looking to the man and decided to make anther deal.
"Your the one with the nice Vegas 8-Ball Motorcycle outside right?" The man almost looked a bit surprised if not interested at how well she could name his own bike. "Oh believe me I'm not like normal frilly pom pom girls. I'll make a deal though. If can pin me for three seconds can take that large some of cash all for yourself no questions asked. Though if I pin you I get your bike." You could see the gears in the mans head trying to decide if this deal would be a good one and not lose his bike to here, and probably his man card while at it. Looking around the room she had dealt a lot of damage but they were mostly her size or a little taller but not much of a wide difference like them. He agreed and held out a hand to shake.
Was it a trap, most likely is what she thought. The one thing he would not know is he was about the massive size of Blake and she spared with him constantly during his prime. This was the final one standing and just like her match pin fall could be anywhere. She clutched his hand at his wrist and instantly the deal was struck as she was pulled towards him and lifted above him as she squirmed around and fell behind him grabbing his shoulder and sending her legs into his back pushing him forward into the bar. Rushing him she was met with liquor in her eyes as he slung her drink momentary blinding her.
She felt herself lifted from the ground with a strong spear knocking the wind out of her and then her back connecting with a hard surface and the stacks of bills before with a snap she was on the ground with the table. It was lucky he was the last opponent or she would of lost right then and there. 1.......2... How cliche to have the barkeep count while cleaning out a glass but before finished with a three Rage kicked out and rolled to her feet rubbing at her eyes to see again.
Again he came at her but was met with a hard kick to his stomach and moved kick to claim his neck and perform a Twist of Fate that brought his head down into the remains of the table. 1.......2.......3" With that she snatched his keys dangling them in front of the downed biker with a laugh and started placing the money back in bag and tossed some to the barkeep.
Looking to the corner to spot the one that had been following her through this crazy night as she held up the keys. "Told you I would get us a ride."
The blonde wearing a black leather jacket and aviator sunglasses caught the key one handed. She smirked with a slight chuckle that flashed her teeth. "Oh does this mean you are riding bitch?" She laughed as she tossed her head back and flipped her hair back over her shoulder with the same sweep. In IWS people would only know about Jessica Hyde, the assistant Stenographer of Judas Tyme. He was nothing more then a wanna be rock star skateboarder that was now working for Dax Clark. She paused and looked back at Rage, she pushed her glasses down the bridge of her nose and smirked again. "Well are you coming?" She snickered as she twirled the keys around her finger waiting for this young girl's response.
Giving a bit of a stretch having had a fun rough night of play like this. She shouldered the bag of cash she liked to bet around with, she never needed much to live on and took to walking to the bike and sitting on the back looking through some of the stored stuff, chucking out extra clothes or trinkets, but the bike was still going to be hers. "For now I suppose people can think of me as a bitch. I'm sure some our beyond pissed that I keep getting in the show with no contract. I'm still keeping this bike after the date though." Giving a bit of a laugh as she tied her hair back for the ride looking to Miss Hyde.
Jessica started the bike and pushed back the kickstand balancing the wait with Rage's added in. "Ok then, this is a date then your hands go on the shoulders, but don't even think about going around this waist." She shook her head and then hit the throttle after Rage had put a helmet on. Miss Hyde was a person that put the boundaries up fast even if she showed a lot she had been playing with Rage like this all night. Tiny task here or there that were more like request. She was even starting to enjoy herself somewhat thinking of different things for this girl to have laid before her. Jessica was even feeling a little like Eurystheus. She knew Rage could head her through the mic system in the helmets. "So where am I taking us babe, you the navigator, I am just the pilot."
Placing her hands on the other woman's shoulders griping some against her leather. "Hoping your not going to turn out like those high maintenance types." Joining in on the play as she slid the visor down and the bike came to life taking off into the city. "Got all night, lets take the town." With that, the city was in trouble as they head for the center to enjoy the night before the match.
Jessica looked high maintenance, but that was the image she had to keep up for work. "The town huh babe, I think we could do that." Jessica drove the bike through the cars ignoring the traffic laws as she listen to Rage laugh. They pulled along the side of the road at a local nightclub. Jessica slowed the bike and then walked it to a stop before she took off her helmet and looked back at Rage. "I'll even pay for you, the trick I am always told is to sit at the bar. Just follow my lead." She pointed her finger slightly down and then up into Rage's forehead as she had looked down. Jessica chuckled thinking that was another point for her since Rage accidentally followed her finger.
