Bleeding Vagina Book Club is the weirdest thing I've typed.
Jan 1, 2015 11:26:49 GMT -5
Post by Yun Goeun on Jan 1, 2015 11:26:49 GMT -5
(OOC: I kind of wanted to do a role play to introduce the three personalities since I've not really done anything with Tommy in FGA yet. So I kind of wanted to establish which was which.)
....Five!
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...Three!
...Two!
...ONE!
Tomoko was seated on the balcony of her New York apartment, in the distance she could see Times Square and knew it was now 2015. A crowd was pouring out onto the street bellow her, as she watched it all go down. "What was so happy about it?" she had to think. Back home in Japan, this would have been the happiest day of the year, she would be at family get together's, meeting up with friends. It was tradition to spend New Years with the people you wished to spend the next year with.
...So here she was, alone yet again. Watching other people be happy. Happy was an emotion she very rarely knew, especially when it came to days like today. She can get through Christmas alright, but New Years always hit her about how alone she really was.
Tomoko let out a sigh and pulled out her phone as a series of fire-crackers went off on the street bellow. She scrolled to the name "Kaori Hanahara" and did the math in her head, it would be 2pm there. Maybe this would be the year she called her sister....
Tomoko sighed and threw the phone behind her back into her room. She just looked off into space. None of her family had called her in 14 years now, why was she so hung up on calling them? Deep down she think she just wanted to know she belonged, but she could never give a straight answer as to why she always wanted to make contact...
"You're a fucking pussy." came a voice in her head.
Tomoko just ignored it. She really did not wish to deal with any of this shit right now. All she wanted to do was not be alone. To actually wake up New Years day and have people who wanted to spend time with her, and not because of wrestling. Tomoko closed her eyes and allowed her self to fall backwards.
She blinked her eyes hard a few times then jumped to her feet.
"HAPPY NEW YEAR!" she suddenly screamed down to the crowd bellow, who shouted Happy New Year back up to her. Tomoko, grinning ear from ear rushed into her apartment. She was looking everywhere, running a mile a minute.
"TOMMY KNOWS YOU ARE HERE SOMEWHERE!" she screams out, as she drops down to her hands and knees and looks under her couch. "FOUND YOU!" she shouts playfully as she reaches under the couch and pulls out her Elmo doll. Tomoko jumps up onto her couch and places Elmo down next to her.
"Happy New Year, Elmo." she says to the doll...
~~"Fuck, you had to find me. Didn't you? I was about to get my fuck on."~~
"Does Mr. Potato Head know what you were about to do to his wife, HUH? How many times does Tommy have to tell you this, Elmo, she is a married woman. Plus, Tommy is pretty sure Mr. Potato Head knows some sort of karate. He always gives you the stink eye." Tommy says to the doll.
~~"Come on, bitch. You know beggars are not choosers. Besides, have you seen how wide she can open her ass? You have no idea how much I want to stick it in that!"~~
"NO, TOMMY DOES NOT KNOW! TOMMY DOES NOT WANT TO KNOW." she screams at the doll, she was about to pick him up and throw him, but decided against it because it was New Years. She would allow that doll to slide once per year, and he just used up his "Get Out of Being Thrown Free" card.
~~"Yeah, you better not throw me bitch. You are the one wanting to spend New Years with ME, I don't need you. Fuck, I was hoping you would grow out of me. You are only what, thirty? Do you know how fucking creepy that is?"~~
"What do you mean? Tommy is 12." Tomoko says, sounding confused.
~~"... Bitch you've been 12 for like the last 12 years. That ain't how the real world works. But hey, you're the one having a conversation with me, so be 12. Knock your self out."~~
Before Tomoko could respond, there was a loud crashing sound behind her. She jumped up in a start, grabbing Elmo and holding him out in front of her.
"Hello? Tommy has a bodyguard! Come out slowly and he won't hurt you." she says, unsure of her self but still holding the Elmo doll out in front of her.
~~"I'm getting thrown.... Ain't I?"~~
Two women came out of the backroom of Tomoko's apartment, one was dragging the other, fairly violently too. Both of them looked like Tomoko Hanahara, only the one doing the dragging had blood red hair. As she got into the living room she shoved the one she was dragging onto one of the chairs.
"Okay, we're doing this shit." the red head says to them.
This was not unusual for Tomoko, in fact by her definition this was pretty damn sane. She would hear the voices of her other personalities often, but when they really wanted to be heard, she was used to seeing them. She had come to grips with the fact this was not normal, and that it was not going away. She was fine with things being normal for her world, even if it would drive other people up a wall. (Though she always wondered if already being up that wall had anything to do with how easily she accepted seeing shit.)
"Tommy, stand down." the redhead says to the girl clutching the Elmo doll, looking to the other Tomoko sitting on the chair. As she does, the girl holding the Elmo doll collapses to the ground in a heap and the girl sitting in the chair suddenly grows blue hair.
The Tomoko with Red Hair was Yui, her Id and the cause of 90% of her problems in life.
The Tomoko with Blue Hair was Tomoko before anything happened to her. The her that existed before Yui caused 90% of her life problems...
Tomoko pulled her self off the floor now, rubbing her side from where she hit the ground. "Come on, do we really need to do this? I was fine wallowing in my own self pity, as you put it, Yui. Tommy could have the fun New Year we both want, but know can't have and I can be left the fuck alone." Tomoko says as she gets back onto the couch, kicking the Elmo doll back under it.
~~"SCORE! Here comes the Red Fury, open that asshole up!"~~
"Oh come on, do you realize how sad it is that only ONE of us is getting laid and it is the only one of us that can't take control of your body?" Yui says to Tomoko as she walks around the couch to look at Tomoko.
Behind the two of them, Tommy was sitting with her head on her knee, eyes closed and rocking back and forth. She hated that she got dragged into these fights. No one ever wants to hear what she has to say.
"I am so sick of you pushing Tommy out into the real world, when shit gets to painful for you to deal with it. I mean if you don't want to deal with the real world, that is all well and good. But fucking look at Tommy. Is that really who you want to trust your body with? You DO remember the time she spent half of your paycheck on action figures and candy, right?" Yui says to Tomoko, sitting down on the coffee table across from her.
"So boo hoo, you are alone on New Years. Your family hasn't called you. News Flash, your father is probably in jail, your brother too, and your sister is probably a whore. I mean, the sister of the infamous lunch room slasher, can't imagine she has many career choices." Yui says with a laugh.
"...She's a police officer." Tomoko speaks up.
"Look at you, keeping tabs on the fam." Yui says with a smile, "Okay then. I am sick of you being a bitch every New Years Day. Seriously, I can deal with you being a bitch most of the time. But on New Year's day that shit just really bugs me. I can normally shut you out, but oh my god the levels of whining you do because you are alone is just mind numbing." Yui sounds a bit annoyed, as she continues to rant.
"So, here is the deal. You are going to pick up that phone." she points to the phone Tomoko threw earlier, "And at least you call your sister. Boo-hoo they have not called you in 14 years, so you call them. Maybe, just maybe they were waiting for you to make the first move. I mean, look at you Tomoko. You're alone on New Years arguing with your self. Would YOU want to contact you?" Yui laughs out loud at this.
"No. I'm fine, honestly." Tomoko says to Yui.
"You realize you are lying your self? I mean, I am not one of your fucking friends standing here. I am you standing here. Hell, I'm not even really standing here, the visual image of me standing here though seems to help you rationalize shit a bit better." she walks over to the phone as she is talking and points down to it again. Tomoko sighs and walks over to pick it up.
"For once, I want you to start a New Year off happy. I know deep down you can do happy, I mean Tommy can do happy, and I can do happy. So I KNOW you can do happy. I think you are just so content to be miserable and blame all your problems on me, that you don't want to be happy. So, since I am fucking stuck with you, I would like to maybe JUST FUCKING MAYBE, not have to deal with your depression for one god damn year..." As she says that, both her and the Blue Hair'd Tomoko vanish, leaving just the real Tomoko.
She slaps her head a bit with her free hand to shake off the visions, then sits back down looking at the phone. She again swipes it to her sisters name and just stares at it... "Come on bitch, make with the retrospective so I can take over your body and get laid, so at least one of us will be happy on New Years." comes Yui's voice again.
Tomoko sighs loud and hits dial...
~~~~~~~~~~
So we said, so we delivered. I know you got people in the back like that Hardy bitch, trying to down play Final Frontier. Oh we needed Aidan, that Cindy had to turn on Dan, that we seemingly somehow 'struggled' to get it done. But here we are, does the fact remain any different that we did indeed get it done?
So, you can hide behind any false sense of assurance you can give your self, but we promised a victory and we walked away with a victory. See, the three of us didn't walk into that ring with out a plan, and that plan was executed to perfection when we became four. So, you see it as a "struggle" that we needed a fourth, but we see it as a plan. That as dominate as we were at three, we still had an ace in the hole if you would.
Now Cindy turning on Dan? That was just the perfect storm of opportunity. I won't lie and say that did not surprise me, because it did. I knew Cindy was a bit unhinged, we can smell our own, and I knew she COULD do it, but I never expected her to. Knowing we had our ace in the hole after Cindy walked out, just made things... Perfect.
So pretend we struggled.
We'll just continue to run through everyone you throw at us.
Which this week, would be that super peppy bubbly happy girl and....
...the girl who was caught giving James Raven a blow job in the locker room? Wait, that says Scott not Sanchez doesn't it? (Off camera, Tomoko is indeed double checking the name written down.) Okay so Mia SCOTT, not Dirty Sanchez.
So, I don't even know where to begin with this cluster fuck. Oh wait, no I lied. Noelle. I have to ask you, woman to woman, are you feeling okay? Okay hear me out, and again, I am going to do this woman to woman because that seems to be some sort of fad with you...
Were you trying to some how... play to my sympathies being a woman? Play to my sensibility that maybe you could get through to me as a woman and we can all go out for tea instead of wrestle? I heard you talk, running about how Dante doesn't respect woman, about how he could say such oh my god horrible things to you, about how they must also think the same thing about me. You came off sounding like you needed a hug, and that you wanted to start a book club with me...
I just wanted to sit you down, ya know we can have our bleeding vagina moment, and tell you that just because Dante does not respect -YOU- is not an indication of a whole gender. I mean after all, Dante came to ME to ask ME to join him. I seriously doubt he asks people to watch his back if he doesn't like them... You see, he respects people who... what is a nice way to say this. "Can get the job done." and frankly, you seem to be lacking in that department.
I deep down admire your outlook on life, I mean it seems to be all rainbow and bunnies from where I sit, but you have to realize. Not every woman is going to enjoy these little sit downs we are having. See, I'm polite. So since you wanted to have a bonding seminar between us woman, I was happy to oblige.
But don't ever think for one second, you compare to me.
So while I am not going to say the same mean things to you that Dante did, I hate seeing bitches cry. (Woah woah don't misunderstand that, I just hate that high pitch shriek that accompanies women crying) but don't think you are going to appeal to some sort of good nature I must have hidden deep down because I assure you, it is not there.
Hey, it works for you. Reminding everyone you have a vagina, but that is not me. I may be a woman, but I am a wrestler first and foremost and I don't expect any different treatment.So, thank you for looking out for me, but I can look out for my self.
Though if you do really want to form that Bleeding Vagina Book Club with me, I'll give you my number after the match. We can have pillow fights, read sparkly vampire romance novels and gossip! It will, like totally, be awesome...
Ya know though, in your albeit bizarre approach to me, you at least were focused on me, and maybe I think Aidan? But I heard so many different letter combinations from your partner that I am still not even sure "F G A" were one of them.
...I hate to sound like I am stuck on repeat, but is that really who you want watching your back? I mean you even said you two are not on the same page. But are you even in the same book? I said it to Dan at Final Frontier, but when your partner's mind is so focused on things not related to your current match, is that really good for you?
Your partner seems to be spreading her self so thin, you seem like you really do want a chance to protect FGA, but does your partner even know how to find her way to FGA with all those abbreviations she drops left and right
Ah well, I guess at the end of the day it is none of my concern. The FGA staff sets the pins up, and we just will keep knocking them down. You know Mia, you were right about something, actions do indeed speak louder than words.
So maybe you should buy one of these FGA DVDs when you are done losing in WTF, because all the Infinite Empire has done since our arrival is back up every single one of our words with actions. A trend I don't foresee coming to an end in the near future...
A trend I think you can say, will run infinite.
....Five!
....Four!
...Three!
...Two!
...ONE!
Tomoko was seated on the balcony of her New York apartment, in the distance she could see Times Square and knew it was now 2015. A crowd was pouring out onto the street bellow her, as she watched it all go down. "What was so happy about it?" she had to think. Back home in Japan, this would have been the happiest day of the year, she would be at family get together's, meeting up with friends. It was tradition to spend New Years with the people you wished to spend the next year with.
...So here she was, alone yet again. Watching other people be happy. Happy was an emotion she very rarely knew, especially when it came to days like today. She can get through Christmas alright, but New Years always hit her about how alone she really was.
Tomoko let out a sigh and pulled out her phone as a series of fire-crackers went off on the street bellow. She scrolled to the name "Kaori Hanahara" and did the math in her head, it would be 2pm there. Maybe this would be the year she called her sister....
Tomoko sighed and threw the phone behind her back into her room. She just looked off into space. None of her family had called her in 14 years now, why was she so hung up on calling them? Deep down she think she just wanted to know she belonged, but she could never give a straight answer as to why she always wanted to make contact...
"You're a fucking pussy." came a voice in her head.
Tomoko just ignored it. She really did not wish to deal with any of this shit right now. All she wanted to do was not be alone. To actually wake up New Years day and have people who wanted to spend time with her, and not because of wrestling. Tomoko closed her eyes and allowed her self to fall backwards.
She blinked her eyes hard a few times then jumped to her feet.
"HAPPY NEW YEAR!" she suddenly screamed down to the crowd bellow, who shouted Happy New Year back up to her. Tomoko, grinning ear from ear rushed into her apartment. She was looking everywhere, running a mile a minute.
"TOMMY KNOWS YOU ARE HERE SOMEWHERE!" she screams out, as she drops down to her hands and knees and looks under her couch. "FOUND YOU!" she shouts playfully as she reaches under the couch and pulls out her Elmo doll. Tomoko jumps up onto her couch and places Elmo down next to her.
"Happy New Year, Elmo." she says to the doll...
~~"Fuck, you had to find me. Didn't you? I was about to get my fuck on."~~
"Does Mr. Potato Head know what you were about to do to his wife, HUH? How many times does Tommy have to tell you this, Elmo, she is a married woman. Plus, Tommy is pretty sure Mr. Potato Head knows some sort of karate. He always gives you the stink eye." Tommy says to the doll.
~~"Come on, bitch. You know beggars are not choosers. Besides, have you seen how wide she can open her ass? You have no idea how much I want to stick it in that!"~~
"NO, TOMMY DOES NOT KNOW! TOMMY DOES NOT WANT TO KNOW." she screams at the doll, she was about to pick him up and throw him, but decided against it because it was New Years. She would allow that doll to slide once per year, and he just used up his "Get Out of Being Thrown Free" card.
~~"Yeah, you better not throw me bitch. You are the one wanting to spend New Years with ME, I don't need you. Fuck, I was hoping you would grow out of me. You are only what, thirty? Do you know how fucking creepy that is?"~~
"What do you mean? Tommy is 12." Tomoko says, sounding confused.
~~"... Bitch you've been 12 for like the last 12 years. That ain't how the real world works. But hey, you're the one having a conversation with me, so be 12. Knock your self out."~~
Before Tomoko could respond, there was a loud crashing sound behind her. She jumped up in a start, grabbing Elmo and holding him out in front of her.
"Hello? Tommy has a bodyguard! Come out slowly and he won't hurt you." she says, unsure of her self but still holding the Elmo doll out in front of her.
~~"I'm getting thrown.... Ain't I?"~~
Two women came out of the backroom of Tomoko's apartment, one was dragging the other, fairly violently too. Both of them looked like Tomoko Hanahara, only the one doing the dragging had blood red hair. As she got into the living room she shoved the one she was dragging onto one of the chairs.
"Okay, we're doing this shit." the red head says to them.
This was not unusual for Tomoko, in fact by her definition this was pretty damn sane. She would hear the voices of her other personalities often, but when they really wanted to be heard, she was used to seeing them. She had come to grips with the fact this was not normal, and that it was not going away. She was fine with things being normal for her world, even if it would drive other people up a wall. (Though she always wondered if already being up that wall had anything to do with how easily she accepted seeing shit.)
"Tommy, stand down." the redhead says to the girl clutching the Elmo doll, looking to the other Tomoko sitting on the chair. As she does, the girl holding the Elmo doll collapses to the ground in a heap and the girl sitting in the chair suddenly grows blue hair.
The Tomoko with Red Hair was Yui, her Id and the cause of 90% of her problems in life.
The Tomoko with Blue Hair was Tomoko before anything happened to her. The her that existed before Yui caused 90% of her life problems...
Tomoko pulled her self off the floor now, rubbing her side from where she hit the ground. "Come on, do we really need to do this? I was fine wallowing in my own self pity, as you put it, Yui. Tommy could have the fun New Year we both want, but know can't have and I can be left the fuck alone." Tomoko says as she gets back onto the couch, kicking the Elmo doll back under it.
~~"SCORE! Here comes the Red Fury, open that asshole up!"~~
"Oh come on, do you realize how sad it is that only ONE of us is getting laid and it is the only one of us that can't take control of your body?" Yui says to Tomoko as she walks around the couch to look at Tomoko.
Behind the two of them, Tommy was sitting with her head on her knee, eyes closed and rocking back and forth. She hated that she got dragged into these fights. No one ever wants to hear what she has to say.
"I am so sick of you pushing Tommy out into the real world, when shit gets to painful for you to deal with it. I mean if you don't want to deal with the real world, that is all well and good. But fucking look at Tommy. Is that really who you want to trust your body with? You DO remember the time she spent half of your paycheck on action figures and candy, right?" Yui says to Tomoko, sitting down on the coffee table across from her.
"So boo hoo, you are alone on New Years. Your family hasn't called you. News Flash, your father is probably in jail, your brother too, and your sister is probably a whore. I mean, the sister of the infamous lunch room slasher, can't imagine she has many career choices." Yui says with a laugh.
"...She's a police officer." Tomoko speaks up.
"Look at you, keeping tabs on the fam." Yui says with a smile, "Okay then. I am sick of you being a bitch every New Years Day. Seriously, I can deal with you being a bitch most of the time. But on New Year's day that shit just really bugs me. I can normally shut you out, but oh my god the levels of whining you do because you are alone is just mind numbing." Yui sounds a bit annoyed, as she continues to rant.
"So, here is the deal. You are going to pick up that phone." she points to the phone Tomoko threw earlier, "And at least you call your sister. Boo-hoo they have not called you in 14 years, so you call them. Maybe, just maybe they were waiting for you to make the first move. I mean, look at you Tomoko. You're alone on New Years arguing with your self. Would YOU want to contact you?" Yui laughs out loud at this.
"No. I'm fine, honestly." Tomoko says to Yui.
"You realize you are lying your self? I mean, I am not one of your fucking friends standing here. I am you standing here. Hell, I'm not even really standing here, the visual image of me standing here though seems to help you rationalize shit a bit better." she walks over to the phone as she is talking and points down to it again. Tomoko sighs and walks over to pick it up.
"For once, I want you to start a New Year off happy. I know deep down you can do happy, I mean Tommy can do happy, and I can do happy. So I KNOW you can do happy. I think you are just so content to be miserable and blame all your problems on me, that you don't want to be happy. So, since I am fucking stuck with you, I would like to maybe JUST FUCKING MAYBE, not have to deal with your depression for one god damn year..." As she says that, both her and the Blue Hair'd Tomoko vanish, leaving just the real Tomoko.
She slaps her head a bit with her free hand to shake off the visions, then sits back down looking at the phone. She again swipes it to her sisters name and just stares at it... "Come on bitch, make with the retrospective so I can take over your body and get laid, so at least one of us will be happy on New Years." comes Yui's voice again.
Tomoko sighs loud and hits dial...
~~~~~~~~~~
So we said, so we delivered. I know you got people in the back like that Hardy bitch, trying to down play Final Frontier. Oh we needed Aidan, that Cindy had to turn on Dan, that we seemingly somehow 'struggled' to get it done. But here we are, does the fact remain any different that we did indeed get it done?
So, you can hide behind any false sense of assurance you can give your self, but we promised a victory and we walked away with a victory. See, the three of us didn't walk into that ring with out a plan, and that plan was executed to perfection when we became four. So, you see it as a "struggle" that we needed a fourth, but we see it as a plan. That as dominate as we were at three, we still had an ace in the hole if you would.
Now Cindy turning on Dan? That was just the perfect storm of opportunity. I won't lie and say that did not surprise me, because it did. I knew Cindy was a bit unhinged, we can smell our own, and I knew she COULD do it, but I never expected her to. Knowing we had our ace in the hole after Cindy walked out, just made things... Perfect.
So pretend we struggled.
We'll just continue to run through everyone you throw at us.
Which this week, would be that super peppy bubbly happy girl and....
...the girl who was caught giving James Raven a blow job in the locker room? Wait, that says Scott not Sanchez doesn't it? (Off camera, Tomoko is indeed double checking the name written down.) Okay so Mia SCOTT, not Dirty Sanchez.
So, I don't even know where to begin with this cluster fuck. Oh wait, no I lied. Noelle. I have to ask you, woman to woman, are you feeling okay? Okay hear me out, and again, I am going to do this woman to woman because that seems to be some sort of fad with you...
Were you trying to some how... play to my sympathies being a woman? Play to my sensibility that maybe you could get through to me as a woman and we can all go out for tea instead of wrestle? I heard you talk, running about how Dante doesn't respect woman, about how he could say such oh my god horrible things to you, about how they must also think the same thing about me. You came off sounding like you needed a hug, and that you wanted to start a book club with me...
I just wanted to sit you down, ya know we can have our bleeding vagina moment, and tell you that just because Dante does not respect -YOU- is not an indication of a whole gender. I mean after all, Dante came to ME to ask ME to join him. I seriously doubt he asks people to watch his back if he doesn't like them... You see, he respects people who... what is a nice way to say this. "Can get the job done." and frankly, you seem to be lacking in that department.
I deep down admire your outlook on life, I mean it seems to be all rainbow and bunnies from where I sit, but you have to realize. Not every woman is going to enjoy these little sit downs we are having. See, I'm polite. So since you wanted to have a bonding seminar between us woman, I was happy to oblige.
But don't ever think for one second, you compare to me.
So while I am not going to say the same mean things to you that Dante did, I hate seeing bitches cry. (Woah woah don't misunderstand that, I just hate that high pitch shriek that accompanies women crying) but don't think you are going to appeal to some sort of good nature I must have hidden deep down because I assure you, it is not there.
Hey, it works for you. Reminding everyone you have a vagina, but that is not me. I may be a woman, but I am a wrestler first and foremost and I don't expect any different treatment.So, thank you for looking out for me, but I can look out for my self.
Though if you do really want to form that Bleeding Vagina Book Club with me, I'll give you my number after the match. We can have pillow fights, read sparkly vampire romance novels and gossip! It will, like totally, be awesome...
Ya know though, in your albeit bizarre approach to me, you at least were focused on me, and maybe I think Aidan? But I heard so many different letter combinations from your partner that I am still not even sure "F G A" were one of them.
...I hate to sound like I am stuck on repeat, but is that really who you want watching your back? I mean you even said you two are not on the same page. But are you even in the same book? I said it to Dan at Final Frontier, but when your partner's mind is so focused on things not related to your current match, is that really good for you?
Your partner seems to be spreading her self so thin, you seem like you really do want a chance to protect FGA, but does your partner even know how to find her way to FGA with all those abbreviations she drops left and right
Ah well, I guess at the end of the day it is none of my concern. The FGA staff sets the pins up, and we just will keep knocking them down. You know Mia, you were right about something, actions do indeed speak louder than words.
So maybe you should buy one of these FGA DVDs when you are done losing in WTF, because all the Infinite Empire has done since our arrival is back up every single one of our words with actions. A trend I don't foresee coming to an end in the near future...
A trend I think you can say, will run infinite.
