Post by Alice Gemini on Mar 23, 2023 5:33:37 GMT
ACT I: New Master
One Year Ago
Alice stands in front of a man with long brown hair and a well-groomed beard dancing seductively with all of the lights around them an eerie red. He looks up at Alice with a look of amazement and lust. She places her hands gently upon his broad shoulders and brings her face just inches from his. His silver eyes never break the gaze of Alice’s crimson red iris’. She moves her lips directly in front of his and they can feel each other's breath and she quickly swerves her head around to the side of his neck and her heavy breath sends chills down his back, giving him goosebumps. He attempts to slide his hands up her thighs but she playfully slaps them away and bites her bottom lip.
“Not yet. You don’t get to touch unless I command you to. Got it?” He nods his nod and she strokes his hair gently. The feeling of her fingers running through his hair gives him a euphoric feeling and he closes his eyes and lays his head back.
Alice gets even closer, now standing over one of his knees. She runs both of her hands through his hair and he completely relaxes. Alice stares at his bare neck with a smirk, her eyes dilating while staring. She lets go of his hair and grabs both sides of his hips and swings her leg over his other knee and sits on his lap. When he reopens his eyes, what he says brings the euphoric smile on his face to an end. His face drops in a panic as he sees Alice staring at him with completely black eyes now and a smile that would be burned into his mind.
She slaps one hand around his throat and leans forward with her tongue all along the top of his chest all the way to the side of his neck and then she sinks her fangs into him. He attempts to move her and struggle but she’s able to overwhelm him and keep him pinned down while she continues sucking out as much blood as she desires. His body goes numb and his limbs fall entirely limp.
“I don’t understand…” He’s finally able to muster out with a whimper. Alice releases her fangs from his neck to look at him in the eyes while her chin is covered in his blood.
"All you need to understand is that I’m your master now. Everything I tell you to do might as well be your new religion. I’m your new god that you WILL worship. I hope there’s no rejection from you, Paradiso. The last thing I’d want would be to hurt Beatrice and make her my slave so that’s why I chose you instead. You should be thankful though because now she can be happy with someone who can genuinely pleasure her. That’s me, big boy. I fucked your wife.”
ACT II: Wake Up
What kind of world is it where when we try to find happiness in the things we enjoy, we have to fight not only ourselves and all of our own issues but we must also fight our friends? Lissie Hope is one of the ones on an extremely short list of people I wanted to avoid fighting but here we are. I don’t blame anyone for this match being made because if anyone I know deserves a world title match, it’s Lissie and I have so much respect for her so more than anything, I’m glad to have this match.
𝕬𝖑𝖑 𝕳𝖔𝖕𝖊 𝕸𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝕯𝖎𝖊
If I have to kill you though, I will. Allow me to let you in on a secret I have, Lissie. I don’t really have anything in my life. What I do have is this New World Championship. When I hold this, it feels like a purpose, a reason to live. You don’t want this as much as I do. You just don’t want to succeed in wrestling as much as you just want to prove to yourself that you’re immune to becoming irrelevant. Whether it’s constantly live tweeting Big Brother, stripping down to your underwear and playing football with a bunch of other plastic divas, or maybe becoming a follower in a cult so you feel appreciated. Everything else seems to be your priority and that’s where you constantly come up short and fail each and every time. You either win a title and drop it in a matter of weeks or earn a world title match such as this one and you fail. You choke when the spotlight hits you Every. Single. Time. The pressure is a lot to deal with, I know this but you’ve been doing this much longer than me and you still haven’t been able to shake the Falcons curse. I love you, Lissie but it’s the truth. The truth can hurt but at the Killdozer Cup, you are going to choke once again and lose in a big time match.
𝕴𝖙’𝖘 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖉𝖔-
You even started dating that pale scrawny weasel Johnny Bacchus because you’re just that easy to manipulate, baby girl. I was even almost manipulated by him in thinking he was a decent guy when we got together to form DISRUPT. As soon as he realized he wasn’t the focal point of the group when I won this title, he took off and that’s the kind of guy you want to spend your time with? He’s a walking red flag. Where he was radio silent when that brat Serenity was thrashing you on twitter, I stood up for you and I was the one having your back. It wasn’t until I brought up his other girlfriend, Ash Blake when he coincidentally logged back on. You can’t truly believe that this man isn’t a narcissist just using you for his own ego for how easily you bend to his will. As long as he lets you peg him once a week, you’ll do whatever he wants, right? Wake up Lissie, you can’t move on from Philidor until you move on from him.
-𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖋𝖚𝖈𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖘𝖑𝖆𝖛𝖊.
Act III: Good BoY
Paradiso hits the ground on all fours with sweat running down his forehead. Alice places her bare foot underneath his face. He slowly looks up at her, who still has a devilish smile.
“Go on, Kiss my foot. Submit to me entirely.” Alice lightly kicks him across the cheek which causes him to snarl his lip.
“Please don’t fucking make me do this.”
“Ah ah, I want you to refer to me as ‘my lord’ from now on. I am the vampire queen that fooled both of the only vampire hunters around into falling in love with me. I deserve that title, don’t ya think?” she chuckles as Paradiso digs his nails into the wood floor.
“I’m really so good that I managed to have a married duo of fucking vampire hunters cheat on each other with the same vampire! Someone needs to give me my own castle for this because what a work of art! Beatrice doesn’t even know right now, she’s likely waiting for me to come give her another session of scraping and licking.” She flashes her fangs and sexually moves her tongue around her teeth.
“I’ve had enough of this! You are not going to fucking win!”
“You are not going to fucking win– what?”
“You-you’re not going to win, my lord…” He shamefully puts his head back down and watches his sweat hit the wood floor.
“Seems like I already am. Very soon you will have zero self-control and you will be my slave. After I’m done having fun with Beatrice… I’m going to have you horrifically slaughter her. Not only that but I want you to do it with a big smile on your face because how dare she cheat on you! Honestly, who cheats on their partner?” She spits on the back of his head and lifts her foot and drives it into his temple, Knocking him over.
“Now stand up” He obediently stands up with a blank expression.
“Good boy.” She gets very close to him again and places her lips on his ear.
“I want you to tell me how you really feel about Beatrice and what you would really do for your Lord.”
“Beatrice was nothing but a piece of meat that I have no feelings for, nothing compared to the ones I have for you, My Lord. I would do anything for you, even ending life if that’s what my Lord wishes… Anything at all for you, my Lord.”
Alice giggles into his ear and then slaps him with no response at all. She then walks over to the nearby closet and takes out a large spiked black collar. She walks back over to him as sexy as she can and she slowly puts the collar around his neck and clicks a leash onto it. She smiles directly in his face and says “Good boy”
“We’re gonna go pay your employer a quick visit if that’s cool with you? He’s in a cabin not too far from yours is what you told me right?”
“That is correct, My Lord.”
“Remind me, who was he to you again?”
“He’s my uncle. A retired hunter due to only having one leg, my lord.”
“Oh, that makes things so much more fun.” Alice puts a pair of socks on followed by her tall black combat boots. She slaps Paradiso on the back of the head as she walks past him and tugs on his leash. He obediently follows her out of the cabin and out to his car.
“You drive, I don’t feel like it.” She tosses him the keys and he catches them with ease.
ACT IV: The Golden Children
Trauma is a thing that almost every human can experience through their lives whether it be big or small, we all go through it. I’m no different. Neither is Lissie. I can connect with her so easily because I can actually relate to her. She’s had her issues with drugs and is still able to overcome them and become one of if not the most influential woman in pro wrestling right now. That’s what I want to do more than anything because yeah, I’m fucked up in the head so bad and take some fucked up shit to cope with it but when I watch Lissie do her thing all over the world, I feel inspired. I know I can do that and I know I can do it better. I need to beat Lissie at the Killdozer Cup because if I can beat the woman I look up to, then she’ll be the one looking up at me.
𝖄𝖔𝖚’𝖗𝖊 𝖌𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖔 𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖊, 𝖇𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍.
Even with the New World Title still around my waist with a pair of gems on the side, still the rest of Disrupt looked down on me. I was just the last second addition because they needed some youth. That was the only reason I was there and I was just fine with that because I got to work with some of this industry’s best. Until I surpassed them all and became the face of CULT. Where they all tried and failed, I did it. I won the world title and they fucking didn’t. They looked down on me like a 4th member but very quickly they were forced to realize that they were actually looking up to the golden child.
That’s where Lissie can still relate though because that was her at one point. Lissie Hope was the breakout star of Philidor Holdings and no one would’ve thought that because they looked at her as just some burnout they believed they could fix. Lissie was a stone cold bitch once upon a time but then somewhere along the line she got complacent and started believing that her namesake was enough. When another promotion is able to book the Lissie Hope on their show you better believe that she’s getting a marquee match, right? That is until everyone begins to realize that when you expect a lot out of her, she is physically unable to deliver.
𝕾𝖍𝖊’𝖘 𝖆𝖋𝖗𝖆𝖎𝖉.
Lissie’s biggest fear would have to be failing those around her. If she does fail those that support her, it breaks her. When she was that stone cold bitch, was she really? Lissie just simply isn’t truly a brutal bitch like yours truly. She’s a people-pleaser and doesn’t know how to say no so she just goes along with everything. She wanted to be evil just like those she was around but she knew deep down she wasn’t and still isn’t. If the vibe is right and you ask her to strip naked and jump off a bridge into freezing water, she’d do it because she’d think it’d make her seem like a badass and make every one like her more. It doesn’t work like that though, Lissie. When you show that you’ll do anything off of impulse then most people will see that as you being weak-willed and will take advantage of you from now on.
I don’t want to do this to you but I have to for the both of us. You need a wake-up call and I’m your only friend that wants to do that for you. Just, let the necessary happen and we will both walk out of this stronger, I promise.
𝕲𝖔 𝖔𝖓, 𝖋𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖔𝖜 𝖒𝖞 𝖉𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘.
Epilogue: Bring Me His Head
*CRASH*
A wooden door flies off its hinges and Alice walks through with Paradiso wearing his collar right behind.
“Hi, old man. I’m going to have your nephew rip your fucking head off.” He tries to quickly turn his wheelchair around and grab his shotgun but Paradiso quickly grabs the back of the chair.
“You fucking got in his god damn head! You- You fucking Succubus!”
Alice tilts her head with a smile.
“I really like the sound of that actually. Well, anyways! Paradiso, bring me his head.”
Without question he grabs his uncle’s chin and the top of his head and snaps it all the way to the side and keeps twisting with all his strength until he twists it completely backwards and pulls it off completely. He holds it in front of him with a dead stare.
“Good Boy” She pats Paradiso on the back of the head and takes the decapitated head and smiles at it.
She tugs on Paradiso’s collar and makes him follow her back outside. She stands facing the woods and lets out an odd sounding whistle. Soon enough, A massive Black Panther comes lurking out between the trees and makes its way towards them. He bends down and Alice scratches the back of his ear and begins feeding the head to her cat.
“Just for my favorite boy.” She looks over her shoulder at Paradiso. “Don’t worry about him, Nero, he’s just a slave to the Succubus Queen now.”