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Confessions Confessions 2016 “Capello! Step forward and stand in the marked square! Make it snappy.” The gruff voice of the male security guard betrayed the fact that this was only a juvenile facility. Hours of screaming and at least a pack a day ruined his voice but left it commanding all the same. So Capello did as instructed and slowly limped her way to the marked area her bruised ribs and legs making quite the challenge. Still the pain brought a smile to her face, it was a good brawl she had started at the day market. The judge had asked her reason for it when she was getting sentenced but she only shrugged, it had been like that for a while with Alessia….violence being the only outlet she really enjoyed. Back home at the orphanage Mother would have told her she needed to find something else to use all that energy on after punishing her of course. But Alessia had gotten away from all that finally as soon as she hit 16, being offered at least five years away from her families silly goals. She didn’t plan to go back and after the lawyer from her home told her that she wouldn’t be receiving any more assistance if she didn’t change her ways Alessia could only smile. “Close up your Cock sucker! No reason to be smiling.” The guard scowled from behind the glass as Alessia fixed her face into a blank expression holding up the little identification placard displaying her new “name” while she served her two months at Silent Springs Juvenile Center: A125788. It was fixed to all her dark grey clothing, toilet items she received and most importantly her court documents. Aggravated assault, disruption of peace, criminal mischief and refusal to comply. That nice little rap sheet had earned her a stay at the pseudo prison but it being her first offense (that she had been caught for) and being a minor Alessia was spared years in a real cell though part of her wondering if she would rather have been sent home like she was offered at first. “No no not at all.” She thought to herself as the flash from the photograph momentarily made the world a blur of light. Afterwords a loud buzz from a ancient sounding loud speaker caught her attention. “Inmate follow the white line to your left through the double doors and continue to follow it until you come to the next part in the processing queue and remember here at Silent Springs we are silent in the hallways.” the voice is overly cheery but you can tell it’s not forced the chipper tone reminding Alessia of all those counselors she was sent to speak to before being sent here. “Theé mou, giatí egó?” (Oh god, Why me?) She muttered to herself as she slowly limped her way through the door scanning the pristine white walls with floral flower patterns being the only bit of color besides the sturdy metal doors that sparingly lined the walls. She followed the white line till it veered down a left hallway ending at what had to be the Pinkest door She had ever seen in her life. “No scratch that…..only pink door we have ever seen” she thought to herself as she approached it already in a bad mood sure she was about to meet some overly cheerful woman telling her she can right her misdeeds with positivity and counseling. It was just her luck that as she went to knock on the door it swung open and a absolutely beautiful red head sneered at the in comparison plain and overly bulky Alessia. “Out of my way….Hound….yeah that works big AND ugly….I wonder if I can find someone to set you fire.” She chuckles as she flicks her crimson red hair brushing past Alessia with a eye roll. Had her body not been bruised Alessia would have went about tearing the bitch a new hole but as it stood she simply made her way through the gaudily pink door. “Don’t mind Cleo…or Queen Cleo as some of us staff like to call her hehehehe, why don’t you take seat riggggght there and I’ll get your stuff pulled up in a just.a.jiffy!” The woman is turned facing her computer but points a brightly painted fingernail at a leopard print couch complete with LIVE,LAUGH,LOVE pillows and cat beanie babies. After a few more moments of clacking on the keys the woman turns to look at the still standing Alessia who was staring around the overly feline and fluff themed room like she might puke. A soft clearing of her throat calls for the young troublemakers attention. “Now…..miss……ah yes…Alessia Capello, I’m going to have to ask you to take seat so we can purrform the next stage of your processing, we don’t wanna CATastrophe on our paws.” She chuckles as she motions at the seat which Alessia takes without a word. Now observing the woman she thinks maybe Mother would have been a better warden. Bright purple hair in a messy pony tail complete with a cat paw pin that just didn’t match her leopard print secretary style outfit made her hard to take serious. “I am the Silent Springs guidance counselor Kat Greene but you can just call me Kat! Now going over your record you seem to have a little bit of a grouchy side and like to play rough..well I don’t have to tell you we don’t like mean kittens here so you’ll have to be good or your sentence can and will be extended…is that understood…….GREAT I hate having to be the rules lawyer for the place but someone has to do it or it would be a total zoo!…speaking of zoo” She would pull out a cat shaped bucket filled with bags of animal crackers and eat it in front of Alessia who for her own defense hadn’t eaten all morning the transport guards “forgetting” her packed lunch before they took custody of her. She would grab several bags and begin to greedily eat them. “Eat up I remember being that age always hungry because we are constantly growing around that time…..is that why your angry? Do you think your to big or small?” Her tone is still chipper even as she digs, her degrees on the wall clearly not just for show as Alesia pauses her scarfing crumbs on her cheek looking at the counselor like she was genuinely confused. “Wha?” She licks her lips as she slowly opens another bag of the slightly sweet crackers. “I’m only asking because often time when going through adolescence young people turn to extreme emotions as outlets…like anger or sadness” she would reach below her desk and open a mini fridge producing a cold soda which she holds out. Alessia shakes her head never being one for that kind of stuff “Do you have water? Preferably room temperature..it works in the body faster” It’s Kat’s turn to be confused as she puts the fizzy drink away and gets her water from the case next to the fridge. “……Your file did mention you being a healthy athlete….several gym memberships and trainers for various things….no mention of what school you attended….curious” she digs again as Alessia accepts the water “I was Home schooled by the orphanage I grew up at. I passed my marks and if I wanted to I could apply to Uni for more education…but forget that! When I’m done here I’m going back to wrestling, a few months after I’m done here the national team will be at one of the gyms I’m apart of” she drains the water in a few gulps now full from that and almost 6 bags of animal crackers. “…Well it’s Purr-fect you have goal in mind and want to get out of here on time! I’m sure you’ll be glad we have a gym and even a running track…you’ll have 2 hours of outside Rec time a day during the week and on weekends as much as you want barring any commitments or mandatory group activities” She nods as she pulls out a Manila folder with A125788 written in black marker. “Let’s see Miss Capello….you have anger management group on Tuesdays and Friday, soooo you’ve been given laundry duty the other days of the week with some of the other girls…just not the ones also in anger management….we don’t need any CAT fights….I also have to note Silent Springs has a nifty system in place in which any infractions can lead to a loss of personal privileges and extra duties alongside your assigned ones! But I’m sure your not gonna be a issue I can see the lion-like determination in your eyes!” This goes on for at least a hour Alessia only half paying attention as Kat goes on and on about the philosophy of Silent Springs and how’s it’s been a corner stone in several European countries. To her it just sounds like her Families same scam with there global influence being used to further what they wanted. The Left hand had always been around well at least since the old crusader days. A splinter group that had formed after a difference of opinion she only ever actually listened to once when she was a child but it made sense why the split happened in her mind anyway. The others where fence sitters not wanting to usher in the return of God no matter the cost or deeds that needed done. So the Left Hand would do it from the dark NOT just use there influence to become modern day gods like she had been taught groups like the “High” Society had fallen to. Money lovers and drug abusers the lot of them. But despite her knowing her family was on the right side of things Alessia never felt the call to act like many had. She would never go against them but she was grateful she was able to go. Baphomet had been who she looked up to, a man with a resolve of iron and true unwavering faith. She had taken those aspects and put them into herself when it came to her workout routine and wrestling practices, always trying to improve and never waver. “Alessia…Alessia are you there helllllo?” She shot forward having slipped into a nap as she sat on that deceptively comfortable couch. “Yeah yeah I’m up….10 pm lights out and back on at 7….” “Good good! I thought I was going to have to restart…now that would be Paw-Ful! Well I’d say you’ve got the basics down and it’s time to assign you a room….let’s see” She turns back towards her computer and begins typing away. “No…no…..no…….she’s to much for anyone to handle…no…..no……n-…..maybe…how do you feel about mannequins dressed like anime characters….forget that….oh I know! Helena….she’s nice and quiet, always drawing” Kat types a few things into the computer and slowly a plastic card prints out of a machine beside the desk. She would hand it to Alessia who would see her photo, ID number and ROOM 721 underneath a barcode. “That is your partial key to the kingdom hehhe, it will let you into your room, the laundry room, various group room and the rec yard. It’s also what you’ll scan when you get meals, use the internet or check out books…don’t lose it purrrrrrlease” The eccentric counselor gets up and motions for Alessia to follow who despite her bubbly nature decides this woman is ok so she follows her out back to the bleak halls. They make there way past several doors passing one that seems to be made of burnt oak the handle golden. “That’s Chief Warden Good’s office trust me you don’t want to meet her….names are sometimes actually the exact opposite of the truth if you catch my meaning kitten” Kat slides her own access card onto a elevator and soon they are heading up. “So the lunch hall, every public room and rec yard is on the first floor so you’ll be using the steps to get to those. Elevator access isn’t permitted except in special occasions, each floor has a communal bathroom room with showers and each has a small communal living room with a television and radio isn’t that Nifty” BEEP The elevator dings after they get to the third floor and it opens up to a similar hallway to the admin area accept there are various positivity messages on the walls and awards for cleanest room or having the most improved attitudes “The third floor has the most achievements…..what’s the word in your language again….kudos? I’ve been taking lessons since I got move to this location.” BEEP Kat giggles as she leads her to room 721 the door slightly ajar. Kat motioning for Alessia to take the lead smile on her face. She sighs as she goes up and solidly knocks on the door wondering what mental case she lives with now. slowly it op- BEEP BEEP BEEP ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Alessia snaps awake as she her head throbs looking around the hotel room she’s been staying in since the Wheel of Stipulations licking her wounds with wine, regrettable Tic-Tok videos screaming over death metal and overly long stays at the gym. Franticly she stops the alarm clock cursing to herself as she feels her head on the verge of exploding between her eardrums. She rubs her temple the dark hues of the hotel color scheme helping more than ever as she rolls over and grabs a slightly warm water bottle from the case under her bed, chugging it down like a sailor getting the last drop of rum. She sits up opening her smart phone up and seeing her flight to New York was confirmed and ready for a few days time. She never really liked heights, maybe that’s why First Class fans never saw her go to the top rope but she had to admit free travel made her enjoy it more. Alessia sighs again as she sees no new calls or messages on her phone just yet. “Maybe you where wrong about this one Mother…..” She idly flicks through things on her phone before playing the only game on her phone: Flappy Bird her high score in the 200s. She gets into the singular goal appealing to her brain well as she taps away 234 235 “Oh my god yes yes!” 236 “One more pipe I got th-“ Her phone then lags out as wrestling forum update come in causing her to hit a pipe and a wellspring of anger explodes deep in her spirit causing her to roll over and scream into a pillow for a solid 30 seconds. After her still sore vocal cords start to hurt Alessia finally calms down and opens up the first notification seeing a singular light in a otherwise empty stadium before she presses play. Soon Alessia had watched both Stephanie’s promo and DiMarco’s live stream finding the first interesting if a bit boring and the second lively but lacking anything of substance. As she thought about things she had to admit Steph was right about her not taking her as serious as she should have she despite everything had defended her belt and won against all comers. Still her mind was working overtime as she thought about what she had to do for The Left Hand next of her plans fell through. She scanned the roster print out and had several pictures circled but the only one currently underlined was Mercedes….she had everything Alessia could want in her portion of The Left Hand, aggression and the drive to dominate. She would worry about telling them the deeper truths later but she would have to begin sooner rather than later. She also worried if her loyalty to her family would be a issue down the line, but again she thought to herself problems for later. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The scene opens with Alessia sitting in small little booth the religious iconography making it obvious it’s a confessional. “Forgive me for I have sinned….though not in the traditional sense….I’ve not broken a commandment or cursed the most high in any way….But I’ve sinned against myself and those quiet few who cheer for me….don’t worry I have seen you and though I’m not the type to high five or do silly podcasts…you are noticed.That is why I must repent for my actions at The last First Class….I let myself get distracted and split my focus….misalignment is a killer in any situation.” Alessia finally lights a candle to show several inky black hand prints covering the booth. Her eyes bloodshot and rimmed in black from a lack of sleep. “I’ve been up all night talking to God….and you know what he told me….he told me to let go of it all…that little bit of compassion, that little bit of sympathy that made me stop….Steph couldn’t defend her belt if her arm was broken…DeMarco should have tasted judgment off the steel steps….but I stopped myself….I kept the monster sealed up for all our sakes but clearly everyone needs to learn just how much danger they are really in….that goes for all of you Steph,DeMarco,Solace, Mercedes, Vengeance, Edwards, Hixx, Ichunko….mid card, low card, High card…..champion…..I will not limit myself ever again so you better make sure you’ve said your prayers and eaten a good meal…..because it may be your last before I send you on to see the most high…..but it doesn’t have to be that way…Some if you have the spark I’m looking for…The Left Hand is looking for, people of savage determination! You’ll do anything to get where you rightly belong and that is why in the end you’ll be rewarded….to you few common people who have seen the light that only comes when you sit in the dark…Raise your Left with me when the time comes! Raise it in victory! Raise it in defeat as well! Yes! I’m no fool anyone can lose but to lose and hold your faith is a victory all the same!” Capello’s soft smirk had become manic smile the flicker candle light reflecting off her wide eyes. She takes a moment to compose herself wiping beads of sweat from her brow letting her fervor die down before continuing. “Regardless I assure you Stephanie and DeMarco your going to be forever changed like I have been after this match…You’ll get to show the world just how unprepared they truly are for when a force of nature like myself is taken even higher by divine purpose.” Alessia holds up a glistening jewel in her left hand to the candle light the shape the iconic diamond cut. “DeMarco you wanted to know how anyone in this world could dislike you…I would be more concerned about how anyone could actually stomach you and your asinine videos. And don’t get me started on your lapdog of a friend you screech around with…you might live a fabulous life and truly think yourself a diamond but I assure you your bones will break like the off brand zirconia you truly are.” Alessia squeezes the rock in her hand for a moment before releasing her hold, glistening dust falling to the ground. After words she pulls from her bag a weathered book holding it up for the phones camera to see the cover which reads: Malleus Maleficarum “A favorite of mines when I was younger…..The Witches Hammer…I mean we can listen to all the Little John you like and go on as many fun podcasts as possible……But just weeks ago you where devoted to your coven till you won yourself a belt…I don’t know what’s worse being a Witch or a traitor but either way Step I have a clear and concise method of dealing with your type…you see the Hammer has several fun ways to confirm if one is really a witch….many of them would lead to prison time but I can’t go back there hehhe I have much to much work to do…no…I think beating you beyond the point any normal person could still be standing is enough….I told you last time i wasn’t planning to look past you again not until your a crumpled mess in my rear view” “Onto the next event….The Icecrown approaches and if you didn’t know The Left Hand of course warranted a invite then you must not have been paying attention….Though that being said besides the other normal opponents I’ll have the chance to test myself against a few are special….the closest thing to family I’ll have there actually….but sadly they are the type you want to wipe away from your bloodline…you two might not know much of me besides what I’ve said here but I know of you…..I guess it’s a sad thing we are on opposite sides of the brackets….let’s all endeavor to accomplish a family reunion…” Alessia’s tone was quite cheerful but her eyes glowered with the truest form of hatred as she watches the candlelight in silence for a moment. “I need you all to realize I do what I do for God…at the end of the day we must bring about the end times for God to return and paradise to be made on earth for us all….I’ll do whatever needed to achieve this.” “Don’t you see it is a new age.-“ “It requires a new evil.” “I am that new evil.” “There is still time for you to to join me in confession….cleanse yourself so you might be ready at the end…for it quickly approaches.” Alessia blows the candle out as the screen cuts to the white palm. Slowly blood red drops cover it until it’s crimson and Noreaster 12.6.21 appears underneath it before the screen slowly fades to black. Roleplay Archives |
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