Intimidation Game

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Intimidation Game

On Camera

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The slow steady of dripping water across metal can be heard in the pitch darkness that envelopes the area, an area where you could not even see your own hand in front of your face if you tried.  That slow and steady dripping of water is the only sound we hear for the longest time; or at least it seems like a long time.  In reality it’s only been about a minute until we begin to hear footsteps coming from off in the distance.  As the footsteps continue to come closer and closer thunder begins to roll in.  Lightning flashes as well and we see the distinct image of a female silhouette approaching.  The lightning flashes again and we see the female has stopped her approach and is a few feet away from the camera.  Still, in the brief light the lightning provides, we cannot make out who it is.

“Smoke and mirrors.  Mind games.  The excessive violence, threats thereof or actual.  Mind games.  Two crazy bitches who think you’re their mother.  Mind games.  All of it, every last iota of it.  Nothing but mind games.”

The female snaps her fingers, or at least the snapping of fingers can be heard through the darkness and we can only assume she snapped her fingers.  Suddenly the thundering ends, the lightning ends, and the lights come on in full force and we see the female that stands before us is none other than Jessica Lasiewicz, clad in black boots, black pants, a black camisole top, and her signature black leather jacket.  Her long black hair hangs unrestrained to shoulder length.

“It’s popular to use mind games to try and get into the head of your opponent.  Honestly, I can’t blame anyone for doing so, because it is an effective strategy to use in our industry.  All too often weak-willed and weak-mind individuals fall prey to skilled mind game players.”

Jessica waves at the camera. “Hello Dawn Lohan!  I’m talking to you!  You felt betrayed, hurt, and isolated by so many individuals.  Then Red Rayne began making her strange advances and, lo and behold, now she’s your mother?  Seriously?”

Lasiewicz rubs her temple with her fingers on her right hand.  She sighs, deeply, somewhat out of frustration.

“Is that a fad now?  Calling people their mother?  I see it in GCW, I see it here in SCW, is it going to start in IWC now too?” She regains her composure. “In any event, Dawn was weak enough to let Red Rayne’s mind games turn her into a psychotic.  For that alone I will give you credit, Red.  You’re good.  You’re real good.”

Jessica raises her right arm up into the air and then slowly begins to lower it.  As she lowers it the lights dim.  It goes pitch black again and we can no longer see Jessica Lasiewicz.  She is left in utter darkness.

“But you’re not the only one who can play mind games…”

Suddenly a loud booming sound echoes out in the area and immediately a spotlight flashes on, shining upon Jessica Lasiewicz and her alone.  A confident smirk is etched across her lovely features.

“There’s something else you should know, Red.  All of your mind games, the smoke and mirrors, and especially all of that violence, all of those tricks and games are attempts at intimidation.  I know this.  Everyone knows this.  And I have no doubt you will attempt to intimidate me with the typical Red Rayne threats of violence.  And I have no doubt that on Breakdown when we go head to head that I will endure every ounce of violence that you are prepared to dish out.”

A light chuckle escapes her lips. “Funny thing is, I’m looking forward to it.  Bring your worst, Red.  Make me bleed, make me suffer, beat me down until I can’t get back up.  The fact is that you’re going to have to do all of that if you want to keep me down.  I am not weak-willed or weak-minded like your pathetic ‘daughters.’  I am like a fucking cockroach in that you cannot kill me.  I will keep coming at you until I have drawn my last breath and for every little bit of pain I endure, I will give back to you tenfold.”

The smile that had been on her lips fades away as she says all this.  She’s now intense and very focused as she glares directly into the camera.

“Do you see it, Red?  Let me spell it out for you.  I am NOT intimidated.  None of your games will intimidate me.  Threaten me all you want, have your crazy ass ‘daughters’ dance around half-naked like the kids in Lord of the Flies if you want, it won’t affect me.  Use that catchy slogan of yours.  What is it again?  Abandon All Hope?”

She shakes her head. “It isn’t going to be that simple, Red.”

Young Lasiewicz motions to herself. “I have used the name Morning Star but another name I go by is Lady Gambit, a nod to my famous father, Andreas Lasiewicz.  Come and place ya bets is what he would always say.  And that’s what I say to you now, Red.  Come and place your bet.  How long do you think it will take before you put me down?  How much pain do you think it will take to put me down?  Are you even sure of yourself, are you certain that you can put me down?”

“I know you are prepared to dish out a great deal of punishment, quite possibly more punishment than I’ve had to endure in my short career.  But I’m warning you, Red, I’m equally as prepared to take that punishment, I am equally as prepared to fight through that pain and then dish out my out brand of punishment and deal it right back at you.  You may put me down, but then again I may put you down.  We’ll see.  But even if you do manage to put me down, I can swear to you that I will not go down as easily as some of the others have gone down in your wake.”

With a snap of her fingers the one light, the spotlight shining on Jessica herself, goes out, leaving us all in pitch blackness once again.  But her voice does ring out…

“…come and place ya bets.”