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First Acw; Then The World!; TD Tori Devine vs. Judas Dathan vs. Alexis Castellano
Topic Started: Dec 5 2012, 12:07 PM (54 Views)
Tori Devine
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-DISCLAIMER-
: The Parkway Mall and certain stores within are fictional names and places. They are not based on any real location or store in existence and came directly from my imagination for the use of this roleplay. Enjoy.

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"And now I will show you the truth. Behold, three more kings shall arise in Persia; and a fourth shall be far richer than all of them; and when he has become strong through his riches, he shall stir up all against the kingdom of Greece. Then a mighty king shall arise, who shall rule with great dominion and do according to his will. And when he has arisen, his kingdom shall be broken and divided toward the four winds of heaven, but not to his posterity, nor according to the dominion with which he ruled; for his kingdom shall be plucked up and go to others besides these." (Daniel 11:2-4 RSV)

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"Alexander III of Macedon, a name many might not recognize, despite his amazing accomplishments in history. He was born in July of 356 B.C., in the town of Pella in Greece. He was tutored from a young age by Aristotle himself until he was sixteen. His early upbringing was natural for someone of his lineage, for he was the son of the King of Macedon, Phillip II.

After his father was assassinated, Alexander inherited the throne and everything that came with it. He became the new king of Macedon, and was given a strong kingdom and experienced army. He was awarded the generalship of Greece and used the authority of the title to launch his father's military expansion plans, which Phillip II had not the chance to go ahead with prior to his untimely demise.

It was in 334 B.C. that Alexander invaded the Persian-ruled Asia Minor and began a series of strong campaigns that lasted for an entire ten years. He decimated the power that Persia held, using a series of decisive battles which turned in his favor, most notably the battles of Issus and Gaugamela. He would then go on to overthrow the Persian King, Darius III, and conquer the entirety of the Persian Empire.

Eight years later, 326 B.C., he invaded India in order to reach what he described as the "ends of the world and the Great Outer Sea". However, he was forced to recede at the demand of his troops when things became too tough for them. It was three years later that Alexander gave his last orders.

323 B.C., a year to remember. Alexander died at the young age of 32 in the town of Babylon without having the chance to execute a series of planned campaigns that would have begun with an invasion of Arabia. He had contracted a fever which worsened until he couldn't even speak. He would later down a large bowl of unmixed wine in honor of Hercules and die following pain and agony.

During his storied life, Alexander founded twenty or more cities that bore his name, including Egypt's Alexandria. He spread the Greek culture and language throughout the known world and united the land in one language and people. He conveyed his religious beliefs and held God in his hear, carving in him deep honor, love, and respect for all people. He would pray before campaigns and during battles, he dedicated his victories to God, and praised his name when he lost.

Alexander The Great united the world like no one else could. His name and legacy lives on to this very day. His legacy is legendary, much like the one I try so hard to relive. I love and respect the Legacy of Devine, which was set by my own brother, but it is one I now know that I cannot copy. Like that of the great Alexander III of Macedon, the legacy of my family is strong, and built with blood, sweat, and tears.

To try and continue the legacy of a legend is foolish foolishness of foolish proportions. I face Judas Dathan and Alexis Castellano this week, not two scrubs! I have to prove that I can do things my own way! I shall no longer attempt to keep the legacy of my brother alive. Instead I must carve out my own legend, and become famous for who I am, not who I am related to. I must conquer the world in my own right, to show everyone that I am not just the sister of Dan Devine. I am TD Tori Devine! I am The Conqueror! First ACW, then the world!"

He stares at me blankly as I smirk. My little speech seems to have confused the man. It's as if he's never even heard of Alexander III of Macedon before. He points to the cash register in front of him and repeats slowly, "that's twelve forty five."

"Oh...right."

I hand the money to the poor, deluded man and walk out of the electronics store and back into the main hallway of the Parkway Mall in Layfayette, Louisiana. Packed would be an understatement as everyone walks around in search of the perfect Christmas presents. In my hands are many bags and a large Hello Kitty themed television, all gifts. I grab the cart I brought with my and unload all the new gifts I bought.

"Ok, and that's a TPW DVD set for Shingles, the new ACW Video Game for Dan, and a Hello Kitty tv for Kitty. Well, looks like there's only two more people to go, then I'm done. Steve and Nix Thomas, the newlyweds. Hmm, I bought Slater something cheap, so I guess I can splurge a little with their gifts."

I smile and begin my way down the hall, stopping at the map to check the stores in here. I see they have a P.R.'s Guitars and More store. Well, if that isn't perfect luck. I guess I'll just have to get the two His and Hers matching guitars.

I put the list back into my pocket and continue down the path to where the store is listed as being. I see the central setup for the Santa's Workshop visiting and smile as I see a beautiful little girl hop up on the jolly fat man's lap. Such a great season this is. The grand sight of sparkling snow, the smell of fresh baked sugar cookies, and you can't forget a homemade fruitcake. Tis is the season indeed.

I begin to feel uneasy as I walk along. I can hear the people murmuring amongst themselves, talking and chattering. Then, I hear purses unzip and cameras pulled out. I hear the removal of pieces of paper and the uncapping of pens and my heart stops.

"God fucking dammit! Fans!"

I make a run for it, but they're everywhere! Coming out of stores, from around the corner, and even out of the bathrooms with their pants still hanging below their knees. I turn left, I turn right, I backtrack, but everywhere I go are more hungry fans begging for my autograph and picture.

I then hear a shout, loud enough to distract everyone, and at that moment, I'm pulled away from the crowd. Literally lifted off my feet, a man rushes me away from all the crazy shoppers with my buggy in tow. We reach a secluded part of the mall and hideaway in a corner.

The people run past trying to find me, screaming out my name and continuously begging for me to sign their babies. He lets me go and bends over panting from exhaustion. I check my gifts and find them all there and safe. So, turning to the man, I thank him for his generosity.

"No problem," he says through winded breath. I can't see much of his appearance, being that he's clothed in a large brown trench coat and matching Fedora hat. However, as he straightens up, I can make out his facial features.

A young but strong face with a small jaw. He has facial hair, but not a lot, and long wavy dark brown hair. His eyes are ocean blue and seem to pierce into my very soul. And his smile, oh his smile just melts me away and makes me feel all wobbly inside.

"Lucard St. Pierre," he says, stretching out his hand.

I take it in mine and shake, asking him as politely as I can, "Is that a French accent I hear?"

"Good ear, ma'am, it is. I am from Ajaccio on the island of Corsica. You might not know this, but it is the birthplace of Napoleon Bonaparte."

"No, I didn't know that," I laugh as I stare into his silk-like eyes, losing myself. I giggle suddenly, then recoil in embarrassment. He just laughs and smiles sweetly, a smile that could make the sunrise jealous.

"So, madame, what is it that you do?"

"Oh, you mean you don't recognize me?" I ask, dumbfounded. I can't believe this. It's hard to even imagine that someone could not notice who I am in this day and age. I'm even famous to people who aren't into professional wrestling. Yet for some reason, this man doesn't seem to know me.

"Uh, well, my name is Tori Davidson," I say, introducing myself, "I'm a professional wrestler."

"Ah, magnifique! I am a doctor and scientist in my home country, and a fan of professionnel lutte. Do you by chance know of the American wrestler Aaron Bomb?"

"Yes actually. He's my brother Dan's best friend," I reply, eager and smiling now.

"Ah, really? I have had many a meeting with Bomb before. I was his medical officer during his time in a couple federations. He is, as I like to say, sans aucune crainte, without any fear."

My voice fails me as I stare blankly into his eyes, mesmerized as he speaks. His voice is magical, and he's a doctor, a fucking doctor! I blush a little and twiddle my thumbs as I grasp at the words I so very much want to ask.

"I...will...um," I stumble. He smiles and leans against the wall. Folding his arms in front of him, he gives me an almost mocking, quizzical look as I continue to try and find my voice.

"Will...uh...can you, I mean, if you have the time..."

"Madame Tori, I would love to accompany you on a date," he says, holding out his hand. I giggle again and place mine in his, allowing him to kiss it. I almost pass out, but hold on to the buggy to keep myself from hitting the floor. He removes his jacket and hat, putting it on me in order to hide my identity from prying fans, then accompanies me to the guitar store.

It's an hour later. We've left the mall now and stopped at Johnston Street Java for some coffee's and bagels. We've only been here ten minutes, but already have found ourselves laughing and smiling as we tell each other stories. Of course, he began, recalling the operations he's performed, as well as many medical stories. His life is just so fascinating, as is he.

"So, madame, you say you are a professional wrestler, no?"

"No, I mean yes! I...I don't even know anymore."

We laugh and laugh for minutes before he finally continues, "Well then, may I ask what company you represent?"

"ACW, Ascension Championship Wrestling. It's a fairly new company run by Vanessa Janason. She's a good owner, though sometimes it seems like she isn't all there. Not to mention it's hard to shop for her. I ended up getting her one of those cat clocks where the eyes move in tune with the tail."

"Nice. How long have you been in the business?"

"Not long. I started only a couple weeks ago, though I feel like it's been my whole life. I grew up loving the sport, and my brother was in it for so long that I just felt myself to be a part of the legacy he was making for himself. When I first debuted, I tried to copy his legacy and continue it. I found out rather quickly that I couldn't ride on his success."

"That is true madame. You have to, how you say, do things yourself. It is essential to have friends and family to assist you in everything you do, but you have to learn to rely on yourself to build you to greatness."

That last sentence was lost on me as I just stare deeply into his beautiful eyes. He smiles and stares back, causing me to crack up. I take a sip of my coffee and calm myself down, trying not to seem like a foolish fool who foolishly does foolish things foolishly.

"This week I have two opponents actually; Judas Dathan and Alexis Castellano. Judas is one half of one of the companies leading teams alongside Cera Janason, Vanessa's sister and the person who ended my brothers career."

"She sounds like not a nice person," Lucard says, folding his arms and making a mocking frown. I laugh.

"No, she isn't, but she is talented, as is Judas. He's honestly my biggest fear about this week. He's the current Ultimate Champion in the company, it's our biggest title. There's a reason he's the face of ACW right now, and I actually have to go head to head with him."

"And that Alexis girl," Lucard points out.

"AND her! But then again, she's less of a threat right now. You see, Alexis is the girlfriend of another big name ACW wrestler, Xandor Cross. She had been missing for a while now, but suddenly returned. Her mind isn't going to be in the right place for this match."

"You're sure of this?"

"I've been kidnapped before. I know what happens when you go through that kind of terror. Your mind won't be the same for a long time after that. Alexis is no different. She'll be too busy looking over her shoulder to concentrate on our match, which is a little sad. She's able to give a good fight when she's able."

We spend the next hour sitting there, talking about my time so far in ACW and the upcoming match against Judas and Alexis. We discuss my brothers storybook career and then delve into more of Lucard's stories. He tells me of his sister Alice and how he's come to America on vacation with her. I ask how long he'll be staying, and he tells me that he's going back to France on January fifth.

"That's too soon!" I blurt out, standing to my feet. He can't leave that soon, we've only just met! I want to spend more time with him, I want to stare into his eyes and talk with him about things. I want to go to dinners with him, or lay in a field watching the stars.

"You could always come with me," he says with a smile. He then grabs my hands and adds, "Have you ever known that feeling? The feeling when you just know?"

"YES!"

"When I first saw you being mobbed by those bęte harceleurs, when I saw your de toute beauté face, your incroyable hair, I couldn't help myself. I had to save you, madame Tori. I knew the very instant I saw you that I was amoureux, in love with you."

My heart beats like fucking hell as I giggle wildly. People in the cafe stare at me as I bite my lower lip and grow redder and redder with every word he says. I've never felt this way before. I've had crushes in school and even in ACW, but I've never truly been in love like this before. I'm as giddy as a Japanese school girl whenever I look at him. He's just...just so amazing.

"Yes," I say with a bright smile as big as the sun itself, "I'll go with you back to France."

"Fameux! Fameux indeed! I shall make the arrangements immediately! Though we still have a month to go, do we not?"

"I'd also like to invite you and Alice to my home for Christmas, since you're so far away from your family."

He stops and looks at me. A surprised expression turns to a gentle, warm smile. He hugs me right there and thanks me generously. Then, with surprise, but the greatest love one could hold, he places his lips against mine and kisses me as passionately as he can.

This week things change for the greater. No longer do I have to restrict myself by trying to imitate my brother. I am not Dan Devine, and I cannot carry on his legacy. I am TD Tori Devine the Conqueror! I shall claim my own legacy and unite the world in one voice! I shall fight both of my opponents this week; Judas Dathan and Alexis Castellano! I shall take them both down and show the world that I am my own person.

I love my brother, but I cannot BE my brother. I will cement my own career and become a legend in my own right. I shall do everything to prove that I am the future legend I know I am! And with my new boyfriend by my side, I shall prove that I can keep my head no matter what happens in my life. For I am NOT Dan Devine! I am TD Tori Devine The Conqueror! I am the past, present and future of ACW! Deal with it.
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