Paradigm City's Worst Nightmare: Lucy

..((One day, perhaps, psychological and technological breakthroughs will find a cure for the once damned amnesia. Would we really want to discover those lost memories, now that we've found a way to live without them? Even if we do discover what we had lost, how could we go on? Would it really matter what happened to us way back then? Would we go back to being how we were, or how we are now? What if you had discovered that you didn't like the way you were. Would you suffer the agonies of your former life, or would you forgive yourself and find your own redemption? Human beings have the extraordinary ability to get over what ails them, and find a way to go on. Would you, being one of the many 'extraordinary' people, move on with what you had learned of yourself, assuming you had wished to find out what happened? In the end does it really matter what had happened to you? Perhaps after a while, you'll discover that you can move on and discover new memories to replace the old. But even then, would you ever truly be happy with your decision?..))..

..((OH MY GOD!! Another week has passed by without our beloved Lucy making an appearance? What a travesty! (The narrator thought so as well). Oh well who gives a damn. Let's discuss THIS WEEK! Two matches.. one night? Or was that just an error? Fuck it. Onwards with the story! (Me: Tally ho! My bestest friend: To the fox!) ))..

..((It all appeared out of a weird dream. Dreams, yes, can be weird, but this one even more so than the others. It all started on a Saturday evening..))..

..((1941. Nazi Germany threatens to plague the world with it's distinct idea to eradicate all those placed in it's path. Herr Hitler has seized many a magical artifact from around the world in order to gain strength (and more power) for the years of war ahead. Hitler has searched the world over for one thing and one thing only that could help him to seize the world in his metaphoric grasp: The Lost Brothel. The American Association for Archaeologic Findings aka the AAAF have long been searching for the Lost Brothel themselves. What could they have in mind to search for this ancient bordello? To place the sacred jewel at it's heart in a museum: the decrepit underwear of Shiva himself. The only problem is.. getting past the proprietors of the establishment and the two top 'workers' there: Bobbi 'The Cue' Billard and Major 'The Rack' Gunns. The AAAF have assigned their number one archaeologist/side kick team on the case. They are.. Indiana Punk and Lucy Prewitt!))..

A Day Like Any Other.. Or Is It? Scene One

Great.. we get lost in another damned jungle. That's the last time I go with an idiot who randomly set maps on fire.

Screw you! It's not my fault.. the map looked at me funny. It had to be punished.

Excuse me.. who punish maps for looking at them odd. Where the hell are we?

..((The scene opens in a rather lavish jungle type area. The hoots of monkeys and the calls of birds are heard off into the distance, but not that far off. Our two people (talking from earlier as I would imagine) are standing in a clearing rather surrounded by trees. The taller male person leans his arm against a tree, trying to find a way through the bunch of trees. He wears a brown leather jacket, and the same kind of material hat. Attached to his side is a rather large black whip. Strands of blonde-ish hair fall out from the back of his hat, curling slightly on his neck. He doesn't seem to care. The female is off to the side. She holds a map in her pale hands, a rather large hole burned right through the center of it. Her eyes wander around aimlessly, as though trying to plot herself where.. the burn might be. Her perhaps usually flowing black hair is placed in a long french braid that falls down the middle of her back. She wears a long sleeve white button up shirt, black dress pants, and same coloured army boots. A look of puzzlement adorns her face as she peers up through the foliage to no avail. The man turns around and crosses his arms, his eyebrow raised))..

So.. find where we are with that map of yours?

..((The female averts her attention to the male, her eyes wide))..

What? Oh.. sorry Doctor Indi, it probably wasn't a good idea to burn the map after all.

..((She finishes her sentence and holds the map hole up to her face, peering out of it))..

*newly christened* [- "THE Archaologist" Indiana Punk x-]
Great. This is just.. my.. luck. Why don't we go up on that hill over there, and try to find our bearings. Lucy..? LUCY! DID YOU HEAR A WORD I JUST SAID?

*newly christened* [-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-]
What? Oh yeah, I agree completely.

..((Indiana only rolls his eyes as Lucy places her map away with expertise. Indiana pulls out a rather large machete and starts hacking a trail through trees and vines. Lucy follows behind, her head held up high. After seemingly 30 minutes of hacking and slow paced walking, Indiana and Lucy finally reach the top of the hill. Indiana looks rather exhaused, while Lucy doesn't))..

[-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-]
Took us long enough to get up here!

[-x "THE Archaeologist" Indiana Punk x-]
Easy for you to say..

..((Indiana falls to the ground, wheezing rather badly. Lucy doesn't seem to notice. She, however, places the side of her hand to her brow and peers around from her new viewpoint. She is seemingly amazed))..

[-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-]
Wow.. you can see almost anything up here! Heyyy.. I think I see our destination from up here! Get up!

[-x "THE Archaeologist" Indiana Punk x-]
I'm in pain! Don't mind me..

..((Lucy only rolls her eyes and kicks Indiana in the back))..

[-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-]
Get up! I'll do it again..

..((Indiana manages to stumble to his feet. He places his fists to his hips, and looks around as well. He spots the place where Lucy was looking earlier. A dim smile spreads across his face))..

[-x "THE Archaeologist" Indiana Punk x-]
What'd'ya know.. you might be of some use after all!

[-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-]
..funny funny.. Let's get moving!

..((The angle of the camera goes to view the two idiot's focal point. In the middle of the vast jungle, rises a small (at this point) step pyramid. An eerie music begins to play as the pyramid is viewed. The top of the pyramid sparkles slightly under the gaze of the sun. Back to them..Indiana stares up at the cloud-less sky, and sighs. He looks over at Lucy, who is still staring at the pyramid. The sun is now beginning to set))..

[-x "THE Archaeologist" Indiana Punk x-]
We might as well make camp.. night's about to fall. We won't be able ta see in the moonlight.

[-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-]
Yeah.. okay. You do that.

Ah How Gorgeous.. or is it? Scene Two

The stars are beautiful, aren't they?

Ha! That's nothing compared to the night sky over Peru!

..((This new scene opens up at the forest from earlier in the dead of night. A blazing fire sits in the middle of a clearing, our two heroes sitting around it. Lucy has let her hair out of her braid, and is now proceeding to unbutton her shirt cuffs. Indiana, however, lays against a tree with his fingers laced over his stomach. His hat comes over his eyes and part of his nose.Lucy closes her eyes for a moment, the color of the flames projected dance over her face. She sits in the opposite of cross legged unlike most people do (me: have you ever thought about sitting like that? I can do it.. I can't sit cross legged. It hurts me o.0). ))..

[-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-]
Indi, could you tell me the legend of the Lost Brothel? I don't think what's-his-name told me..

..((Indiana pulls his hat back to the top of his head then smirks))..

[-x "THE Archaeologist" Indiana Punk x-]
Yeah sure kid..
It all started about 2,000 years ago, when Christianity was just becoming into it's own. Hindu was still a major religion in India. The people say that Shiva himself (or herself.. I don't know my Hindu religion that well) blessed the city of T'maha-dalad with his sacred underwear. Two women were chosen to protect the underwear in particular. Their names in the olden language of long ago translate into "The Cue" and "The Rack". Modern archaeologists have chosen to name them Bobbi Billard and Major Gunns. Don't ask why, I didn't name em. Anyways, The Cue and The Rack joined together to form a temple to protect Shiva's underwear. That temple across the way is that very temple. Back to the story, since The Cue and The Rack were quote unquote 'concubines', the temple they formed was a brothel, or a whorehouse in other words. Anyways, the center room is where the gathered succubi of Shiva seduce men into the whorehouse, and feed off of their sexual energies. When they are depleted to the point of death, The Cue and The Rack feed upon the carrion. Thus, they remain all powerful and able to guard the sacred Underwear of Shiva. Few people have made it out of the temple, and this is how we know our information. It still remains to this day.

[-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-]
Oh my gosh.. I had no idea!

[-x "THE Archaeologist" Indiana Punk x-]
Yeah, I know. It's hard to swallow. I was like that when I first heard the tale.

..((Lucy sits, stunned in silence. She shakes her head, her raven tresses shaking with her. Indiana nods his head slightly then places his hat back in its original position))..

We better get some sleep... we're storming the temple tomorrow morning.

[-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-]
Okay! Good night Indi!

..((Lucy falls over backwards, instantly asleep))..

15 minutes later...
..((Indiana raises his hat, and looks over at the sleeping Lucy. He takes his hat off, then slowly creeps on his hands and knees to Lucy's side. His hand reaches out and gently caresses her face. Lucy stirs slightly, but doesn't awake))..

Indi...

[-x "THE Archaeologist" Indiana Punk x-]
She's dreaming about me..?

Fucking bastard.. I wished I was paired up with someone else...

..((Lucy's hand zipped through the air and crashed hard against Indiana's face. Indiana removed his hand from her. His eyes widened with anger as a rather large hand print glowed a bright red on his face (me: Thank yooou Inuyasha!) ))..

[-x "THE Archaeologist" Indiana Punk x-]
Her dream is my nightmare!

..((Defeated, Indiana crawls back over to his tree. He mumbles rather furiously as he drifts off to sleep))..

The next morning!! Or .. is it? Scene Three

..((Lucy is the first to awake. She sits up and stretches out her arms. Her face seems perky even in this situation. She looks at her hand oddly, as though it hurt somewhat. With a shrug of her shoulders, she stands up. Indiana stands up and stretches his extremities. Lucy has already rebraided her hair in a french braid. How she did it, nobody is sure of. Fuck it, who cares))..

[-x "THE Archaeologist" Indiana Punk x-]
Are you ready yet? I'd like to get moving.

[-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-]
Yes yes I'm ready. Let's go!

..((Lucy runs off down the hill in the direction of the temple. Indiana rolls his eyes and follows slowly afterwards. A scream is heard down where Lucy was heading. Indiana sprints down to where the sound was made. Nobody was there, but there was an army boot. There was also a torn off strip of white cotton. Indiana looks at these items strangely))..

[-x "THE Archaeologist" Indiana Punk x-]
They took Lucy!..

Into the Temple! .. Or is it? Scene Four

..((Lucy slowly opens her eyes. She seems dazed, unable to comprehend what happened to her last. Laughter is heard from either side of her. Lucy snaps to attention, quickly taking in her surroundings. She is.. inside the temple? How the hell could that be?! She looks around, seeing the faces of all kinds of women. Short ones, tall ones, skinny ones, obese ones.. all with the same kind of skin color. Green. Lucy tries to move her hands and her legs, but is unable. She looks up to find her hands are in restraint by a pair of.. fuzzy handcuffs? Lucy looks down at her body only to find he clothes from before were replaced by some kind of black floral short dress. She closes her eyes tightly and screams. Laughter is heard once again, overwhelming the screams issuing from Lucy's mouth. Two women step directly in front of Lucy, placing their hands on their hips))..

Okay you can shut up now.

..((As if on command, she stops and opens her eyes. The two women standing before her are.. caucasian.. with bleached blonde hair. They wear small bikini like clothing, the small little top barely able to hold in their enormous breasts. Lucy stares at the women, her eyes wide))..

[-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-]
What am I doing here?!

You're here for observational purposes. And as bait, either way, you're still here.

Indeed, Cue.

*newly christened* [-x Bobbi "The Cue" x-]
Where is your counterpart? He should have been with you.

*newly christened* [-x Major "The Rack" x-]
Indeed. Where is he?

[-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-]
I don't know. I don't care!

[-x Bobbi "The Cue" x-]
I'm sure you do. You don't really want to be fed upon by my succubi, do you?

[-x Major "The Rack" x-]
What do you mean yours? They're mine too!

..((The Rack jumps on The Cue's back and starts pulling on her hair. The Cue runs around, screaming. Indiana Punk slowly makes his way out from behind a pillar. Lucy spots him, her eyes becoming wide))..

[-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-]
INDI! YOU'VE COME TO SAVE ME!

..((Everybody slowly turns to see him. Indiana stops and looks around. His eyes grow wide as well))..

Oh dear god.. RUUUUUN!

..((Indiana quickly turns on his heel and starts to run out of the temple room))..

[-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-]
Indi..? GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE AND SAVE MEEEE!

[-x "THE Archaeologist" Indiana Punk x-]
YOU'RE ON YOUR OWN, KID! SEE YA!

..((Bobbi Billard and Major Gunns' quarrel has stopped. They both turn to Lucy, their eyes wide with hunger. Both of their nails seem to grow long and sharp, their canine teeth elongating))..

[-x Both of Em.. Psychos x-]
Brains.. must have brains..

..((Lucy screams as the two .. zombie like things advance t'wards her. She thrashes about wildly, as though that would do something. Just before Bobbi and Major Gunns can pounce...))..

Lucy! Wake up! .. dammit she fell asleep again.. LUCY WAKE THE FUCK UP!

..((Back in Atlanta, Georgia.. Lucy awakes from a deep sleep. She looks up at CM Punk, who had shaken her awake. Lucy squints her eyes and kicks him off of her))..

[-x "Pepsi Plunge" CM Punk x-]
What the hell was that for? I wake you from a nightmare and I get kicked..

..((Lucy turns to the television (that was blaring rather loudly throughout her dream) to see that the movie "Night of the Living Dead" is playing. She shakes her head, then sits up))..

[-x "The Queen of All Evil" Lucy Furr x-]
That's the last damn time I fall asleep during a movie.. oy.

[-x "Pepsi Plunge" CM Punk x-]
Well perhaps you should go to sleep anyways, you have alot to do. You have TWO matches coming up, you know.

[-x "The Queen of All Evil" Lucy Furr x-]
Yes, I'm well aware. Both of them have the same chick in them, the only difference being another woman.. being in the second one. My head hurts...

[-x "Pepsi Plunge" CM Punk x-]
Yeah I'd imagine so. You kept saying weird things in your sleep. I was starting to worry.

[-x "The Queen of All Evil" Lucy Furr x-]
To hell with it.

[-x "Pepsi Plunge" CM Punk x-]
Mmkay whatever. So! What are ya gonna do about your match? It seems like it would be somewhat difficult for you. Two matches, one night.. and it's not even on the main card!

[-x "The Queen of All Evil" Lucy Furr x-]
I'm not necessarily one to complain when I'm given an opportunity.

[-x "Pepsi Plunge" CM Punk x-]
No, but you're one to miss out on them once in a while.

[-x "The Queen of All Evil" Lucy Furr x-]
Oh shut up. Damn.. I got an interview in an hour. I don't wanna gooo..

[-x "Pepsi Plunge" CM Punk x-]
No you don't, you have a promo! Why don't you just go ahead and make it while you have a camera right in front of you?

[-x "The Queen of All Evil (and sometimes laziness)" Lucy Furr x-]
Hey! That's not such a bad idea.

[-x "Pepsi Plunge" CM Punk x-]
I know I know.. sing my praises.

[-x "The Queen of All Evil" Lucy Furr x-]
Like I'm about to do that...
Major Gunns and Bobbi Billard, huh? Don't make me laugh. How many countless hours have I spent worrying about tougher competition then those two only to be dissapointed? I'm not going to raise my hopes about this match, I know who's going to come out the victor of the two matches. Though what exactly would it take to make these girls submit themselves so easily to my will? I know my stature isn't going to make them succumb to me. I'm only 5'6" for chrissakes. Is it my 'assets'? No.. I know with one chacha swing from one of them they could knock my head off. Instead, it's my desire to be the better out of the other. My will need be done, and it will be. What is my desire going into these matches, one may ask. It's all relatively simple, just like grade school addition. To .. decimate my opponents. That should be a metaphoric snap, wouldn't you think? But no, I don't think I would be allowed to go to my fullest extent here. I'm on Xplosion instead of Retribution. Matches like these DO really belong on Xplosion. Why else would I be placed there than to beat these little girls like the whores they are? There is really no other explanation then that. It's simple, as I've said earlier. I have Bobbi Billard in two matches.. ooh I'm so excited. Really. Can't you note the damned sarcasm in my voice? I can. I heard what she said earlier before I went off into dreamland.. that these matches are going to be a nightmare for me. What exactly is the defintion of a nightmare to her? I wonder.. her mental dictionary will be redefined. It is I that will show her the meaning of a nightmare. It is I who will make her cower and run screaming into the back before our second match is even started. Yes, she will know before the night is over that she should probably be grateful that I wasn't allowed to go to my fullest extent. Hell, anybody would once I'm at my peak. What is it now? I'm getting there. Once my peak is reached, heaven help anybody in my path. Oh sigh. Major Gunns.. what an interesting name. Trying to appeal to little boys of the 15-20 year old demographic I suppose. With her pouting lips and her bleach blonde hair, what does she think will become of this? Oh what a shame.. I can't read her inner thoughts, but I can get the gist of them. Is she ashamed of herself that she has to have others make herself feel 'like a woman'? I don't know, that's just a random thought of mine.
Ladies, I'm kind of pissed off over my laziness of last week. I intend to take it out on the both of you, and I don't care how or why. I will make sure that the both of you know that perhaps it's not such a great idea to have stepped into the ring with me. I will make you regret the moment you entered into this company. I will make you regret having ever heard the name 'Lucy'. Perhaps I will degrade the both of you to the point where ya just might go and kill yourselves. Wait no, that's just wishful thinking on my part. Well, I must be going now, I really do need to get some sleep.

..((Lucy shrugs as she settles back down on her couch. She instantaneously falls back asleep as CM Punk continues to watch 'Night of the Living Dead'. The scene fades to black))..


Disclaimer: Alrighty people again I use the temporary layout. It's still mine so yeah. I do have another one, but I'm still working on it. I'll debut it next week ;) Enjoy this instead!
..((One day, perhaps, psychological and technological breakthroughs will find a cure for the once damned amnesia. Would we really want to discover those lost memories, now that we've found a way to live without them? Even if we do discover what we had lost, how could we go on? Would it really matter what happened to us way back then? Would we go back to being how we were, or how we are now? What if you had discovered that you didn't like the way you were. Would you suffer the agonies of your former life, or would you forgive yourself and find your own redemption? Human beings have the extraordinary ability to get over what ails them, and find a way to go on. Would you, being one of the many 'extraordinary' people, move on with what you had learned of yourself, assuming you had wished to find out what happened? In the end does it really matter what had happened to you? Perhaps after a while, you'll discover that you can move on and discover new memories to replace the old. But even then, would you ever truly be happy with your decision?..)).. ..((OH MY GOD!! Another week has passed by without our beloved Lucy making an appearance? What a travesty! (The narrator thought so as well). Oh well who gives a damn. Let's discuss THIS WEEK! Two matches.. one night? Or was that just an error? Fuck it. Onwards with the story! (Me: Tally ho! My bestest friend: To the fox!) )).. ..((It all appeared out of a weird dream. Dreams, yes, can be weird, but this one even more so than the others. It all started on a Saturday evening..)).. ..((1941. Nazi Germany threatens to plague the world with it's distinct idea to eradicate all those placed in it's path. Herr Hitler has seized many a magical artifact from around the world in order to gain strength (and more power) for the years of war ahead. Hitler has searched the world over for one thing and one thing only that could help him to seize the world in his metaphoric grasp: The Lost Brothel. The American Association for Archaeologic Findings aka the AAAF have long been searching for the Lost Brothel themselves. What could they have in mind to search for this ancient bordello? To place the sacred jewel at it's heart in a museum: the decrepit underwear of Shiva himself. The only problem is.. getting past the proprietors of the establishment and the two top 'workers' there: Bobbi 'The Cue' Billard and Major 'The Rack' Gunns. The AAAF have assigned their number one archaeologist/side kick team on the case. They are.. Indiana Punk and Lucy Prewitt!)).. A Day Like Any Other.. Or Is It? Scene One Great.. we get lost in another damned jungle. That's the last time I go with an idiot who randomly set maps on fire. Screw you! It's not my fault.. the map looked at me funny. It had to be punished. Excuse me.. who punish maps for looking at them odd. Where the hell are we? ..((The scene opens in a rather lavish jungle type area. The hoots of monkeys and the calls of birds are heard off into the distance, but not that far off. Our two people (talking from earlier as I would imagine) are standing in a clearing rather surrounded by trees. The taller male person leans his arm against a tree, trying to find a way through the bunch of trees. He wears a brown leather jacket, and the same kind of material hat. Attached to his side is a rather large black whip. Strands of blonde-ish hair fall out from the back of his hat, curling slightly on his neck. He doesn't seem to care. The female is off to the side. She holds a map in her pale hands, a rather large hole burned right through the center of it. Her eyes wander around aimlessly, as though trying to plot herself where.. the burn might be. Her perhaps usually flowing black hair is placed in a long french braid that falls down the middle of her back. She wears a long sleeve white button up shirt, black dress pants, and same coloured army boots. A look of puzzlement adorns her face as she peers up through the foliage to no avail. The man turns around and crosses his arms, his eyebrow raised)).. So.. find where we are with that map of yours? ..((The female averts her attention to the male, her eyes wide)).. What? Oh.. sorry Doctor Indi, it probably wasn't a good idea to burn the map after all. ..((She finishes her sentence and holds the map hole up to her face, peering out of it)).. newly christened [- "THE Archaologist" Indiana Punk x-] Great. This is just.. my.. luck. Why don't we go up on that hill over there, and try to find our bearings. Lucy..? LUCY! DID YOU HEAR A WORD I JUST SAID? newly christened [-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-] What? Oh yeah, I agree completely. ..((Indiana only rolls his eyes as Lucy places her map away with expertise. Indiana pulls out a rather large machete and starts hacking a trail through trees and vines. Lucy follows behind, her head held up high. After seemingly 30 minutes of hacking and slow paced walking, Indiana and Lucy finally reach the top of the hill. Indiana looks rather exhaused, while Lucy doesn't)).. [-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-] Took us long enough to get up here! [-x "THE Archaeologist" Indiana Punk x-] Easy for you to say.. ..((Indiana falls to the ground, wheezing rather badly. Lucy doesn't seem to notice. She, however, places the side of her hand to her brow and peers around from her new viewpoint. She is seemingly amazed)).. [-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-] Wow.. you can see almost anything up here! Heyyy.. I think I see our destination from up here! Get up! [-x "THE Archaeologist" Indiana Punk x-] I'm in pain! Don't mind me.. ..((Lucy only rolls her eyes and kicks Indiana in the back)).. [-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-] Get up! I'll do it again.. ..((Indiana manages to stumble to his feet. He places his fists to his hips, and looks around as well. He spots the place where Lucy was looking earlier. A dim smile spreads across his face)).. [-x "THE Archaeologist" Indiana Punk x-] What'd'ya know.. you might be of some use after all! [-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-] ..funny funny.. Let's get moving! ..((The angle of the camera goes to view the two idiot's focal point. In the middle of the vast jungle, rises a small (at this point) step pyramid. An eerie music begins to play as the pyramid is viewed. The top of the pyramid sparkles slightly under the gaze of the sun. Back to them..Indiana stares up at the cloud-less sky, and sighs. He looks over at Lucy, who is still staring at the pyramid. The sun is now beginning to set)).. [-x "THE Archaeologist" Indiana Punk x-] We might as well make camp.. night's about to fall. We won't be able ta see in the moonlight. [-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-] Yeah.. okay. You do that. Ah How Gorgeous.. or is it? Scene Two The stars are beautiful, aren't they? Ha! That's nothing compared to the night sky over Peru! ..((This new scene opens up at the forest from earlier in the dead of night. A blazing fire sits in the middle of a clearing, our two heroes sitting around it. Lucy has let her hair out of her braid, and is now proceeding to unbutton her shirt cuffs. Indiana, however, lays against a tree with his fingers laced over his stomach. His hat comes over his eyes and part of his nose.Lucy closes her eyes for a moment, the color of the flames projected dance over her face. She sits in the opposite of cross legged unlike most people do (me: have you ever thought about sitting like that? I can do it.. I can't sit cross legged. It hurts me o.0). )).. [-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-] Indi, could you tell me the legend of the Lost Brothel? I don't think what's-his-name told me.. ..((Indiana pulls his hat back to the top of his head then smirks)).. [-x "THE Archaeologist" Indiana Punk x-] Yeah sure kid.. It all started about 2,000 years ago, when Christianity was just becoming into it's own. Hindu was still a major religion in India. The people say that Shiva himself (or herself.. I don't know my Hindu religion that well) blessed the city of T'maha-dalad with his sacred underwear. Two women were chosen to protect the underwear in particular. Their names in the olden language of long ago translate into "The Cue" and "The Rack". Modern archaeologists have chosen to name them Bobbi Billard and Major Gunns. Don't ask why, I didn't name em. Anyways, The Cue and The Rack joined together to form a temple to protect Shiva's underwear. That temple across the way is that very temple. Back to the story, since The Cue and The Rack were quote unquote 'concubines', the temple they formed was a brothel, or a whorehouse in other words. Anyways, the center room is where the gathered succubi of Shiva seduce men into the whorehouse, and feed off of their sexual energies. When they are depleted to the point of death, The Cue and The Rack feed upon the carrion. Thus, they remain all powerful and able to guard the sacred Underwear of Shiva. Few people have made it out of the temple, and this is how we know our information. It still remains to this day. [-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-] Oh my gosh.. I had no idea! [-x "THE Archaeologist" Indiana Punk x-] Yeah, I know. It's hard to swallow. I was like that when I first heard the tale. ..((Lucy sits, stunned in silence. She shakes her head, her raven tresses shaking with her. Indiana nods his head slightly then places his hat back in its original position)).. We better get some sleep... we're storming the temple tomorrow morning. [-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-] Okay! Good night Indi! ..((Lucy falls over backwards, instantly asleep)).. 15 minutes later... ..((Indiana raises his hat, and looks over at the sleeping Lucy. He takes his hat off, then slowly creeps on his hands and knees to Lucy's side. His hand reaches out and gently caresses her face. Lucy stirs slightly, but doesn't awake)).. Indi... [-x "THE Archaeologist" Indiana Punk x-] She's dreaming about me..? Fucking bastard.. I wished I was paired up with someone else... ..((Lucy's hand zipped through the air and crashed hard against Indiana's face. Indiana removed his hand from her. His eyes widened with anger as a rather large hand print glowed a bright red on his face (me: Thank yooou Inuyasha!) )).. [-x "THE Archaeologist" Indiana Punk x-] Her dream is my nightmare! ..((Defeated, Indiana crawls back over to his tree. He mumbles rather furiously as he drifts off to sleep)).. The next morning!! Or .. is it? Scene Three ..((Lucy is the first to awake. She sits up and stretches out her arms. Her face seems perky even in this situation. She looks at her hand oddly, as though it hurt somewhat. With a shrug of her shoulders, she stands up. Indiana stands up and stretches his extremities. Lucy has already rebraided her hair in a french braid. How she did it, nobody is sure of. Fuck it, who cares)).. [-x "THE Archaeologist" Indiana Punk x-] Are you ready yet? I'd like to get moving. [-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-] Yes yes I'm ready. Let's go! ..((Lucy runs off down the hill in the direction of the temple. Indiana rolls his eyes and follows slowly afterwards. A scream is heard down where Lucy was heading. Indiana sprints down to where the sound was made. Nobody was there, but there was an army boot. There was also a torn off strip of white cotton. Indiana looks at these items strangely)).. [-x "THE Archaeologist" Indiana Punk x-] They took Lucy!.. Into the Temple! .. Or is it? Scene Four ..((Lucy slowly opens her eyes. She seems dazed, unable to comprehend what happened to her last. Laughter is heard from either side of her. Lucy snaps to attention, quickly taking in her surroundings. She is.. inside the temple? How the hell could that be?! She looks around, seeing the faces of all kinds of women. Short ones, tall ones, skinny ones, obese ones.. all with the same kind of skin color. Green. Lucy tries to move her hands and her legs, but is unable. She looks up to find her hands are in restraint by a pair of.. fuzzy handcuffs? Lucy looks down at her body only to find he clothes from before were replaced by some kind of black floral short dress. She closes her eyes tightly and screams. Laughter is heard once again, overwhelming the screams issuing from Lucy's mouth. Two women step directly in front of Lucy, placing their hands on their hips)).. Okay you can shut up now. ..((As if on command, she stops and opens her eyes. The two women standing before her are.. caucasian.. with bleached blonde hair. They wear small bikini like clothing, the small little top barely able to hold in their enormous breasts. Lucy stares at the women, her eyes wide)).. [-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-] What am I doing here?! You're here for observational purposes. And as bait, either way, you're still here. Indeed, Cue. newly christened [-x Bobbi "The Cue" x-] Where is your counterpart? He should have been with you. newly christened [-x Major "The Rack" x-] Indeed. Where is he? [-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-] I don't know. I don't care! [-x Bobbi "The Cue" x-] I'm sure you do. You don't really want to be fed upon by my succubi, do you? [-x Major "The Rack" x-] What do you mean yours? They're mine too! ..((The Rack jumps on The Cue's back and starts pulling on her hair. The Cue runs around, screaming. Indiana Punk slowly makes his way out from behind a pillar. Lucy spots him, her eyes becoming wide)).. [-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-] INDI! YOU'VE COME TO SAVE ME! ..((Everybody slowly turns to see him. Indiana stops and looks around. His eyes grow wide as well)).. Oh dear god.. RUUUUUN! ..((Indiana quickly turns on his heel and starts to run out of the temple room)).. [-x "Conspiracy Theorist" Lucy Prewitt x-] Indi..? GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE AND SAVE MEEEE! [-x "THE Archaeologist" Indiana Punk x-] YOU'RE ON YOUR OWN, KID! SEE YA! ..((Bobbi Billard and Major Gunns' quarrel has stopped. They both turn to Lucy, their eyes wide with hunger. Both of their nails seem to grow long and sharp, their canine teeth elongating)).. [-x Both of Em.. Psychos x-] Brains.. must have brains.. ..((Lucy screams as the two .. zombie like things advance t'wards her. She thrashes about wildly, as though that would do something. Just before Bobbi and Major Gunns can pounce...)).. Lucy! Wake up! .. dammit she fell asleep again.. LUCY WAKE THE FUCK UP! ..((Back in Atlanta, Georgia.. Lucy awakes from a deep sleep. She looks up at CM Punk, who had shaken her awake. Lucy squints her eyes and kicks him off of her)).. [-x "Pepsi Plunge" CM Punk x-] What the hell was that for? I wake you from a nightmare and I get kicked.. ..((Lucy turns to the television (that was blaring rather loudly throughout her dream) to see that the movie "Night of the Living Dead" is playing. She shakes her head, then sits up)).. [-x "The Queen of All Evil" Lucy Furr x-] That's the last damn time I fall asleep during a movie.. oy. [-x "Pepsi Plunge" CM Punk x-] Well perhaps you should go to sleep anyways, you have alot to do. You have TWO matches coming up, you know. [-x "The Queen of All Evil" Lucy Furr x-] Yes, I'm well aware. Both of them have the same chick in them, the only difference being another woman.. being in the second one. My head hurts... [-x "Pepsi Plunge" CM Punk x-] Yeah I'd imagine so. You kept saying weird things in your sleep. I was starting to worry. [-x "The Queen of All Evil" Lucy Furr x-] To hell with it. [-x "Pepsi Plunge" CM Punk x-] Mmkay whatever. So! What are ya gonna do about your match? It seems like it would be somewhat difficult for you. Two matches, one night.. and it's not even on the main card! [-x "The Queen of All Evil" Lucy Furr x-] I'm not necessarily one to complain when I'm given an opportunity. [-x "Pepsi Plunge" CM Punk x-] No, but you're one to miss out on them once in a while. [-x "The Queen of All Evil" Lucy Furr x-] Oh shut up. Damn.. I got an interview in an hour. I don't wanna gooo.. [-x "Pepsi Plunge" CM Punk x-] No you don't, you have a promo! Why don't you just go ahead and make it while you have a camera right in front of you? [-x "The Queen of All Evil (and sometimes laziness)" Lucy Furr x-] Hey! That's not such a bad idea. [-x "Pepsi Plunge" CM Punk x-] I know I know.. sing my praises. [-x "The Queen of All Evil" Lucy Furr x-] Like I'm about to do that... Major Gunns and Bobbi Billard, huh? Don't make me laugh. How many countless hours have I spent worrying about tougher competition then those two only to be dissapointed? I'm not going to raise my hopes about this match, I know who's going to come out the victor of the two matches. Though what exactly would it take to make these girls submit themselves so easily to my will? I know my stature isn't going to make them succumb to me. I'm only 5'6" for chrissakes. Is it my 'assets'? No.. I know with one chacha swing from one of them they could knock my head off. Instead, it's my desire to be the better out of the other. My will need be done, and it will be. What is my desire going into these matches, one may ask. It's all relatively simple, just like grade school addition. To .. decimate my opponents. That should be a metaphoric snap, wouldn't you think? But no, I don't think I would be allowed to go to my fullest extent here. I'm on Xplosion instead of Retribution. Matches like these DO really belong on Xplosion. Why else would I be placed there than to beat these little girls like the whores they are? There is really no other explanation then that. It's simple, as I've said earlier. I have Bobbi Billard in two matches.. ooh I'm so excited. Really. Can't you note the damned sarcasm in my voice? I can. I heard what she said earlier before I went off into dreamland.. that these matches are going to be a nightmare for me. What exactly is the defintion of a nightmare to her? I wonder.. her mental dictionary will be redefined. It is I that will show her the meaning of a nightmare. It is I who will make her cower and run screaming into the back before our second match is even started. Yes, she will know before the night is over that she should probably be grateful that I wasn't allowed to go to my fullest extent. Hell, anybody would once I'm at my peak. What is it now? I'm getting there. Once my peak is reached, heaven help anybody in my path. Oh sigh. Major Gunns.. what an interesting name. Trying to appeal to little boys of the 15-20 year old demographic I suppose. With her pouting lips and her bleach blonde hair, what does she think will become of this? Oh what a shame.. I can't read her inner thoughts, but I can get the gist of them. Is she ashamed of herself that she has to have others make herself feel 'like a woman'? I don't know, that's just a random thought of mine. Ladies, I'm kind of pissed off over my laziness of last week. I intend to take it out on the both of you, and I don't care how or why. I will make sure that the both of you know that perhaps it's not such a great idea to have stepped into the ring with me. I will make you regret the moment you entered into this company. I will make you regret having ever heard the name 'Lucy'. Perhaps I will degrade the both of you to the point where ya just might go and kill yourselves. Wait no, that's just wishful thinking on my part. Well, I must be going now, I really do need to get some sleep. ..((Lucy shrugs as she settles back down on her couch. She instantaneously falls back asleep as CM Punk continues to watch 'Night of the Living Dead'. The scene fades to black))..	W-L-D	6-5-0
	People Used	Whomever I damn well want
	Fallen Victim to me (In both my forms):	Sable, Pamela Paulshock, Stacy Keibler, Lana Starr, The Demon, Chyna, Stephanie McMahon, Trish Stratus, Bobbi Billard?, Major Gunns?