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Topic Started: Apr 3 2018, 02:39 PM (63 Views)
Silk and Cyanide
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Away from the glitz, away from the glamour, away from the pretence of being anything more than a glorified bordello built on the bones of Peg Entwhistle and the silence of so many bullied into submission in the hope of having their careers last longer than their trip to the casting couch, yet at the same time more than a little bit content to make the most of their time in the dark and twisted heart, the two members of Silk & Cyanide are taking their ease backstage ahead of their match this evening where they put Dom Harter and Annie Zellor, the team who try so hard to be accepted with the ever-so-cute moniker of "Donnie", back into the box from whence they came

As they pass the time in their locker room, heavy with the scent of candle wax, incense and fine wine, Sara Mason stares into a mirror as she ruthlessly hunts down any loose strands of hair that may think they can spoil the sight of such perfection, while Erin Mariani is kicking back on her couch with her vaping pen nonchalantly dangling between her fingers as she considers whether it is worth taking a drag of the cinnamon-scented liquid within

ERIN MARIANI: I almost feel sorry for those two poor, misguided souls.

Looking over her shoulder, Mason picks up on the obvious bait

SARA MASON: Which team are you talking about?

ERIN MARIANI: "Which team" indeed...

Deciding that's the perfect set-up to have a little indulgence, Mariani takes a drag and lets the vapour linger within her lungs for a few seconds, before releasing a cloud of pure satisfaction into the ether so she can continue

ERIN MARIANI: They were so confident when they showed up, so desperate to try and lay claim to the match that we have more than deserved considering everything that we have done, and yet tonight it all comes crashing down around them when they realise that they played their hand far too early, so all they're left with is talking about some irrelevance that only exists in the past tense. But if that helps them sleep at night...

Mariani considers a second drag on her vape, but instead places it on the end table next to her couch so she can pick up her wine glass and take a sip of the nectar within

ERIN MARIANI: But if that means we no longer have to hear the weak link with delusions of being anything other than a petty annoyance give her thoughts on things that don't concern her, I am sure we can live with the guilt of taking from them something they never earned in the first place.

SARA MASON: Funny how we haven't heard Annie talk about getting her ass handed to her by Jinzai the other week, while Harter has been on a mission to overcompensate for this obvious fact.

ERIN MARIANI: "Pride goeth before destruction" is a phrase that comes to mind. I am sure that he’ll find solace in a couple of infantile posts on social media when he has to look on as we take what we want, biting his tongue while his partner keeps telling herself she isn’t an insipid disgrace in a desperate bid to convince herself.

SARA MASON: Well she isn’t convincing anybody else…

A sneer crosses Mariani’s lips, which remains even after another sip of wine

ERIN MARIANI: So I believe a little ultraviolence is called for this evening. Inflicting pain, suffering, all in the good name of punishing those who need to learn their place because they just won’t listen, which just so happens to let a pair of overconfident fools who have no idea what they’re in for realise their lives are going to become very, very unhappy experiences. But you know what? I almost wish we could watch the pair we’re going to dismiss from the equation look on and realise just how lucky they are that they only received the merest taste of what we’re happy to inflict upon those who deserve the worst that we can give. It’s just a shame there isn’t an emoji to express that…

Mariani rolls her eyes at the thought of Annie’s overuse of emojis to mask her inability to have an actual conversation with anybody

ERIN MARIANI: But as they say, silence is golden, and we won’t hear a word…no, a sound from those two after tonight, although some screams, moans and groans can be expected while we deal with them in the general vicinity of the ring.

Letting out a wicked, self-satisfied laugh, Mariani decides it’s worth draining the remainder of the glass as a final exclamation point to everything that she has said
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