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 Posted: Fri Nov 22, 2024 6:16 am
There was a rumble in the parking arena as a sleek black Charger pulled in. From the driver's seat emerged Ramona Tyler, dressed casually in her leather jacket and her tatted jeans. She made her way through the arena, flexing a bit. She wasn't scheduled to be on the show, but she knew that if she were to return from her time away fully recovering from the physical ailments inflicted upon her by her devious sibling, she should probably make an appearance backstage first. She did have to reacquaint herself with everything, after all. Had to get used to walking the halls in the light and not in her brother's shadow.
She found her locker room and smiled wide at the fact that she had her own locker room and didn't have to share one with The Family. Yet as she opened it, she was shocked by the fact that it was already occupied. Someone was using her mirror, applying purple to their lips. Ramona stared, confused and bewildered before clearing her raspy throat.
"Hey...what gives?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 22, 2024 3:37 pm
At entrance of her personal reserved space, this woman of straight raven mane hair, reaching just short of her bottom peeking cheeks. Pausing the final lip touchup, at Ramona's address, deep blue eyes spotting speaker in the reflection, a wicked smile crept up, hardly creasing her visage. A casual turn of the head, for an over-the-shoulder look. "Oh." Spoken in feign mild surprise. Body then rolled over along the vanity desk, facing her addresser, rear leaning against desk. "Welcome back, dear Auntie Ramona." Words didn't seem to match the tone, as it felt to hold a falsehood in her welcome. In a mild tilt of her head, observant eyes that one could drown in, could see there was yet no recognition. "It's me, Emiko." Fiddling the tube of purple lip smearing, spinning between her fingers, violet Emiko continued. "Ya see, ah neva got-ta meet my own auntie, cuz mah timeline daddy is too koo-koo ta get near." Suddenly her purple painted face broadened in realization! "Oh! Oh, man! Eh-ha! Ya been away.. You probably ain't up to speed on me. Ahm from 2019, twenty-six years old, 'bout to face Kody Bear in the last Mania!"Nodding in confirmation to her own words, "Current me is.. uh.. still in, ..back in time?"Questioning her own answer, wasn't very convincing, yet suspiciously honest! Like a truth being held back!
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Posted: Fri Nov 22, 2024 4:04 pm
"Let me get this straight..." Ramona said, glancing out the door to see if there was anyone ready to jump out and announce that she was getting punked. She also cast a look for her brother and his cultists in case any of their mystical mumbo jumbo was to blame. Seeing no pranksters or cultists, she closed the door to the room and swallowed to reset her ability to speak.
"You are Emiko from the past..." Ramona said, starting to pace slightly. A lingering habit from her culty days. "Out of time? And current you is back in time? Huh..."
She patted the pocket on her leather jacket and cracked a grin, taking the opportunity to swallow and reset her raspy voice. "Huh...my smokes must be laced with some...something potent. If this is real, and not a trip...then tell me...was Rex part of this switch...er...oo?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 22, 2024 5:21 pm
Smile remained plastered, as she watched her future auntie pace and swallow this preposterous tale!
Emiko chuckled at the question; or was it Ramona's smokes comment? Either way, Time Traveler Emiko, had an answer. "Nah." Far too simple an answer! More!
"Even tho' there may be sumin ta all that snake worshipping.. it was Gerber Boy Lightning, and his three other brain buddies." Poking a finger to her skull.
"Happened in a Void Match some months ago, ya can catch WWF.com.." Oh good! Cart Boss loves a free plug!
"Here.. let me give ya a quick recap.. kinda figured out how this time void thing works, being every three years I show up here, plenty of time to think.."
Emiko rolls her hip on its side, using lipstick as a marker for a reflective board she quickly begins drawing!
Horizontal line cutting across the mirror! "This is Emiko timeline.. yours."
Marks an 'X' at the end! "This is now.."
Juts out a short branch line midway of the first line.
"Gerber Boy removes me." Pauses for comprehension time.
At branch line, another horizontal line spans right under! "New timeline, me."
Capping her expensive cosmetic, she turns back fully to Ramona. "Now, what have I been doing in my sporadic visits since 2012?"
Emiko asked, creating a question that wasn't likely the first thing Tyler would be wondering right now!
"Taking on full advantage of future knowledge!" She spouted out, in wide eyed, near maniacal glee!
"Took a few championship reigns, that belonged to others at the time.." Tilting her head off to one side, peering down at her nearing shoulder, lost in remanence..
As if thinking of it, warmed her soul! Eyes suddenly clicking back to her time distant relative! "I took Fox and brought him to mine, cuz he's dead there, OD'd."
Then a sadness drifted her warmth of happiness away, like a cold breeze, slipping through the cracks!
"Even with Fox n' Cart signing me into FG on a sweet contract.. defending I-Cee twice.. winning 2017 Rumble.. won and handed in the Nephilim Championship.."
Letting loose a sad sigh, "Heeerrwww.. nothing much worthwhile changed without me and ah got the feeling, with me either.."
Breaking away from the vanity, she slipped her arms round the waist of Ramona! Laying her head on shoulder, she lightly squeezed in press for comfort!
"Women's competition still dried up, Last Mania still came 'bout, and Luca Leone keeps going after me like the blue plague. Should I have stuck to training for UFC?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2024 6:20 am
Ramona had sat and watched the demonstration and explanation of the time travel with a blank stare. She didn't fully understand any of it. She didn't understand much of it whatsoever. As Emiko squeezed in against her, Ramona's eyebrows raised in surprise. Her hands raised up, unsure of where to be placed. She wasn't used to familial affection. At least not the kind that didn't have pain and torment and mental manipulation attached to it. After a few moments though, she lowered her arms and wrapped them gently around Emiko.
"Don't know, kid," she said. "Don't know much about any of that time travel or what para...slip ups could happen. I do know you are a damn fine wrestler. Just...uh..."
Ramona hesitated. She swallowed hard, resetting her voice box again as a way to think about exactly how and what she wanted to say.
"Know that if you ever need a hand in anything, Auntie Ramona is here to help."
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2024 2:08 pm
With arms of comfort around her, eyes gleamed nefariously, while listening to the words of an auntie from another reality.
At the offer of help, a smile creased, and Para Emiko broke away. Her visage now wore a more soft expression. Seeking up earnestly, at Ramona. "Thank you."
Tentatively, stepping back, averting eyes. "You've been away.. what'ya been up to? Or.. just something about you.. y'know, prospects, plans?"
A curious reach from the time slipping Emiko, looking to know more of this side of the family.
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Posted: Sat Nov 30, 2024 8:49 pm
"I've been..." Ramona paused, swallowing so that the next word could emerge without too much trouble. "Recovering. Rex did a number on my voice box. And Brain. Had to get the venom out."
Between each sentence there was a pause. Finally getting through her explanation of what she'd been up to, she reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out a crumpled pack of cigarettes. She pulled out out and tucked it between her lips. She knew that she probably should be smoking in the building but since the only ones in the room were her and her niece, she figure it was fine. She also had a brand new rep as a rebel to build.
"As for prospects," she said after lighting the smoke and taking a deep drag. "I've got some ideas. I just need to get out from my brother's shadow. Prove that I'm not a Kobra." Ramona continued to speak, slowly letting Emiko know about the struggle of being in the cult and how she wanted to reinvent herself and prove herself as more than just a lackey cultist as the camera faded to black on a rare moment of happiness for Rebel Ramona Tyler.
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