Post by Cali-Kate on May 27, 2017 13:27:14 GMT -5
In blackest day, in brightest night,
Beware your fears made into light.
Let those who try to stop what's right
Burn like my power Sinestro's might!
Beware your fears made into light.
Let those who try to stop what's right
Burn like my power Sinestro's might!
”More of the same. It’s all you have anymore Lacklan. That just because I don’t go to every fucking promotion and fight that somehow that makes me less than you. So glad you could actually save yourself enough to actually consider making this fight though. So glad you’re caught up in all the geek trends too. Congratu-fucking-lations. But as usual you are so far off from anything resembling truth or decency that you don’t even exist in the multiverse of truth. So far beyond that you are like The Beyonder, all that power to do with as you please, but you don’t actually know a damn thing about what you want, what people see in you. This may be over your head Lacklan, but you aren’t any kind of end all be all in this business and you are not impressing anyone fighting in five, ten, twenty, a hundred, a thousand promotions. Pat yourself on the back some more for your own fantasies where you reign supreme. That won’t be the case at Validation.
“But, let’s look at the evidence against you. First off all your testimony. Wait, no, we need to have an attorney involved in this. After all, this is a trial yes? Trial by fire, but still if we’re going to trial I should probably have my attorney present and I can’t think of better representation than the ace attorney himself, Phoenix Wright. Let’s begin: Did I call Lacklan out in FAW?”
”Nope, actually, I was assigned a match, I fought a match, I lost a match. Just as you did Lacklan. If you refer to all the talk that built the match, much like we are doing now, I would remind you that you fired the first volley and I believe it went along the lines of…”
”The dumb bitch dropped the title.
To the gamer chick.
What the ACTUAL, LITERAL FUCK?!
So now I get to set pretty much the entire division on fire in order to win the belt from the chick I never wanted to win it from.
Fuck my life.”
”Yes Lacklan the gamer chick and still you couldn’t even do that could you? Go ahead and say semantics if it helps your narcissism. It’s called facts. Learn them, love the because facts are gonna keep coming after you one after another. And that was just the first hole in your testimony. You stated multiple times in various fashions I asked for this match?”
”How many times did you beg on Twitter to fight me? How many times did I have to say there was no reason for it, that all it would serve is to prove you are just hype and since you don’t even have that, even after five matches in one week, there has never been a reason for me to ever step in a ring with you? And then when I finally accepted I make sure it’s a place where they weren’t gonna kowtow to you or that bitch ‘beloved’ of yours. What happened with Kenzi and Cass, that just proves I made the right choice. Not semantics, facts. And finally, do I lack any kind of understanding about you, your words or your sociopathy?”
”Let me make this very plain for you Lacklan because you apparently lack the understanding: you crawl back to your funhouse of fuckery that praises and fawns over you after everything you do. Win, lose, pop a squat and take a shit, whatever happens you are queen of the mountain when you are done and you get sheltered from the consequences of your actions. That is fantasy Lacklan. That’s a fantasy of the mind that creates a greater distortion of reality than any VR. You want to bring Manchester into it? You visited and toured among the victims and gave inspiring words saying everything is going to be fine? Did you lift a finger to actually help them? Visit all you want, I’ve done my share of that: cancer patients, abuse victims, wounded soldiers. I’ve seen faces light up and the light of life come back into their eyes, but you know what else I did for Manchester, but didn’t feel the need to put over Twitter because once again, unlike you, I don’t need the likes and retweets and the affirmation and the applause and the praise: I donated blood.
“It’s something I try to do at least three times a year if I can, more often if tragedies like this occur. O negative thank you very much. This isn’t a game of oneupsmanship Lacklan, this is facts yet again. You walk around the victims and still call yourself a queen among them. With me, they see one of their own. Perhaps not a victim, not someone who knows the tragedy, but someone who is like them, another person affected by the tragedy, the collective of humanity diminished by the loss. The difference Lacklan is you do it to feed your ego. I do it because I care.”
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What's mine is mine and mine and mine.
And mine and mine and mine!
Not yours!
And mine and mine and mine!
Not yours!
Wednesday May 17, 2017
12:04PM local time
This scene comes up with the world famous “Geekette Extraordinaire” Cali-Kate in the family house where everyone is gathered as Cadence Gosselin works to save the life of Twain Cornett. Kate sighs as a hand caresses her shoulder. JMC himself has come to sit with Twain, the unspoken release of Kate from her duties sending her away and into the kitchen. As she checks the fridge for something to eat, she is approached from behind.
”Mind passing the bologna?” Kate whirls around to come face to face with her half brother and Redemption’s Young Lion’s champion Jeremy Starling. ”It’s the one in the yellow package right over there.”
”I know what the fuck bologna is.”
”I guess it does take one to know one.”
”Fuck you, shitstain.” She turns around and grabs it practically throwing the bologna at him even as he reaches for the mayonnaise. ”I’m surprised you’ll stoop to eating sandwiches.”
”Unlike you, dear sister, first, I have never had the necessity of cursing. I find it draws attention away from the points of conversation. The little subtleties that people often miss when using foul language.”
”I can keep going.”
Jeremy continues ignoring the interruption. ”Second, if I couldn’t handle myself, how could I possibly run Starling Associated and still be Living Greatness in the ring? So yes, simple things must sometimes take precedence over the finer things.”
”What do you know of simplicity? You flaunt your wealth and power everywhere you go.”
”True, money buys time buys friends buys power. Something you sorely lack in your life.”
Kate scoffs and rolls her eyes as she grabs a Coke and some leftover pizza as Jeremy works on his sandwich. Kate shuts the fridge and leans against the counter as Jeremy finishes.
”Tell me something: if it wasn’t for your girlfriend being here trying to save Twain’s life, would you have even bothered to show?”
”You know quite well that would be pointless. This is your family, a serious downgrade from your former life, but can’t expect everything to get better when you were already on top of the world.”
”Maybe, but you snatched that from me.”
”Because when Dad tried to get you to take the reins you shunned him. I did what I did to preserve his legacy.”
”Do you hear yourself talking? Ever? Do you hear the arrogance and pompous attitude that make everyone fucking hate you so much? When you showed up at the door with Cadence I literally thought Mama was gonna go ballistic. You should be so thankful that Cadence and Destiny both said you could stay.”
Jeremy takes a bite of his sandwich and Kate eats her lunch. They do not break eye contact, the tension between the siblings reaching critical mass.
Jeremy finally finishes his bite. ”Look, I have done things that would keep Donald Trump awake at night to get where I am. At my age, I am lucky. I own one of the top 30 biggest incorporations in the world. I have a medical professional girlfriend who has helped two of your friends and myself overcome great health difficulties-” He pauses and pulls out his phone and opens a file. It lists his record with autosomal dominant polycystic kidney disease. It lists many operations he had as an infant and toddler and the most recent when he was 16. Kate scrolls through ultrasound after ultrasound of his kidneys, recent tests showing no further growth since the last. Kate looks up at Jeremy.
”So why not say something?” Kate slides his phone back as he continues eating. ”Why the strong-arm tactics and bullshit back in fall?”
”I was convinced you had everything I wanted. Then I realized I need to forge my own path and not live in the shadow of my older sister whom my father deigned to give everything to and leave my mother and myself mere tokens.”
”Don’t victimize yourself, Jeremy. Your mother is where you took your last name and your damn company.”
”Take what you want from it Katelyn.” Kate bristles at the name. ”I did right by all involved, especially you. You should be thanking me.”
”For being outwitted by Destiny and knocking her up by her design when she never had an intention to be with you?” Jeremy does not show a reaction to the question. ”I guess though you being here has been good for her as much as it has clearly been an inspiration for Cadence.”
Jeremy finishes his sandwich. ”Destiny will always be my Scarlet Starlet, that has never changed, but I have my Living Perfection now so you need not worry yourself over that dear sister. But know that I have every intention of raising our daughter as much as you two will. And you know I never threaten, I make promises and I keep those.”
Kate watches as she continues her pizza and Jeremy moves to leave the kitchen. ”You know what your problem is sister?”
”What?”
”You’re not willing to do what it takes to get what you want. You lash out at everything that doesn’t conform to your view, but you don’t want to do what it takes to get people to see things as you see them.”
”I can’t force my thoughts and opinions on anyone. I can only point out what I see and show where they are falling short of their words. I’m just someone trying to help both sides find common ground.”
Jeremy blinks at his sister and walks off. Kate looks around the empty kitchen and takes a few steps finishing her pizza. She cleans up the mess of both siblings before looking back at the door Jeremy just left. ”I care about all life, not just my own.”
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With blood and rage of crimson red,
Ripped from a corpse so freshly dead,
Together with our hellish hate,
We'll burn you all--that is your fate!
Ripped from a corpse so freshly dead,
Together with our hellish hate,
We'll burn you all--that is your fate!
(Pulls out a box of matches, striking one) ”This is your element isn’t it Lacklan? The thing that you put all your trust in. The purity of the fire that burns as it feeds on the tinder. Thing is…” (shakes it out and drops the match into a bucket) ”... it’s a fleeting thing. Fire consumes what it touches and then is destroyed itself when it cannot consume. It is energy and power, but it is limited.” (strikes another) ”You can keep igniting the flame, hoping it will be enough to finally burn what you see as unfit, but…” (shakes the flame out) ”...the wave of a hand douses the burn. And then it simmers and smokes and tries so hard to become itself again but…” (drops it in the bucket) ”... it won’t recover.”
(Strikes a third) ”Because each flame is unique. You’d know this if you bothered coming down off your 24/7 ego trip for even just a moment to really appreciate it. And once it goes out…” (shakes it out and drops it in the bucket) ”... there will never be another like it. You Lacklan, strike multiple flames and assume that it will conflagrate and carry you to some kind of greatness. Ride the flames as you like to say.” (strike) ”But your fire doesn’t save. Because all it does is consume. And it will consume you as well. Your fire, unlike the pure flame that brings forth new life, will leave desolation where nothing will ever grow again.” (shake, drop, strike) ”I understand you better than you do yourself and I definitely know myself even better than I know you. My ‘fantasy world’ that you cling to like somehow that’s my kryptonite and you are Lex Luthor… wait, you did that one didn’t you?” (shake and drop) ”Not surprising you think of me as the villain. We all think ourselves the hero of our own stories and good is just a concept of the hero’s perceptions. But what is right…” (strike) ”... was it right to be in LAW without a contract? Was it right to sit by while Kenzi stole what wasn’t hers? Was it right to run to the defense of friends who no longer wanted to fight despite continuing attacks? Now which of these do you think is perceived as good?” (shake and drop)
”I don’t care what you think of me Lacklan because you don’t know me at all. But you are just an inflated bitch who needs to be taken down to a level so shattered and broken that you’ll look at the shards of the shit you’ve done and wonder why you were allowed to be that arrogant.
“This is as much about Kenzi and Jami and anyone else in this story as it is about you and me. Because you are fire and you stand alone. We are earth, water and wind and united, no flame overcomes that. And so you will consume…” (strike) ”Kenzi…” (shake, drop, strike) ”Lacklanland…” (shake, drop, strike) ”and then yourself.” (this time, the flame is pinched out before being dropped) ”You will end up doing this because you don’t care. You’d burn everything just for your chance at Validation, at me. But I do care Lacklan. The people around me are not my fuel to consume and leave as remains, they are the breath in my lungs, the blood in my veins and the rock on which I stand. As I am for them.”
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Tor lorek san, bor nakka mur,
Natromo faan tornek wot ur.
Ter Lantern ker lo Abin Sur,
Taan lek lek nok--Formorrow Sur!
Natromo faan tornek wot ur.
Ter Lantern ker lo Abin Sur,
Taan lek lek nok--Formorrow Sur!
Tuesday May 23, 2017
7:44PM local time
Kate and Farrah prepare a room with a large bed, a crib and two small sleeping bags laid out.
”I think this is as good as the room is gonna look.”
”Too bad you didn’t give us more warning.”
”I can’t let Stacy continue with that psycho on the loose now. She needs all of us more than ever.”
”I completely agree, Kate. You did the right thing. Stacy is safer in a group, protected and loved, than taking chances on her own.”
”It was really for Jen and the kids. They needed to be close by so Stacy knew what she could lose. If that bitch comes this way, she’ll get more than she bargained for.”
Farrah comes around the bed and puts her hands on Kate’s shoulders smiling before pulling her into a hug, which Kate returns. ”I have never been more proud of an adopted daughter who is almost my age.” Kate and Farrah both laugh as they set about their work again. They are nearly done anyway.
”I can’t help thinking that if Stacy had just stayed put or taken Jen and the kids with her…”
”No, don’t even think about it.”
”But she and Synn would almost certainly have had an easier time making sure they’re all safe rather than hope that Sylvia would get tunnel vision.”
”That doesn’t matter anymore. Stacy made her choice, Sylvia’s made hers, Synn has made hers and we’ve made ours. That is what matters.” Farrah turns and sits Kate on the bed and sits next to her. ”You have done so much for everyone and this family owes you debts it can’t repay.”
”I think I owe at least as much to them though. After what happened in the fall, what I did and almost succeeded in doing…”
Farrah smiles. ”Are you saying this is penance?”
Kate shakes her head. ”I won’t be absolved by one act. And I don’t think absolution will come except by things not entirely my choice. I feel as though there’s something else waiting for me.”
”Trust your instincts then Kate. That is what Jedi do after all.”
Kate nods. ”I’d be lost without any of you.”
”As we would without you.”
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In fearful day, in raging night,
With strong hearts full, our souls ignite.
When all seems lost in the War of Light,
Look to the stars, for hope burns bright!
With strong hearts full, our souls ignite.
When all seems lost in the War of Light,
Look to the stars, for hope burns bright!
”I don’t really expect you to understand the hows and whys Lacklan. Your selfish delusions narrow your acceptance. If it doesn’t fall to its knees and worship you, it’s an enemy. If the enemy doesn’t fear you, it’s insanity. And if insanity affects everyone around you, then you are simply the best. But the most insane thing is believing yourself to be sane. To be the one who knows everything and the only one people should listen to. And don’t take my word for it. Give a piece of how you treat me to any person currently giving you any attention in Twitter and watch the shift for yourself.
“The biggest difference between you and I is my fantasies all end when the cosplays come off, when the game signs out or when the credits start to roll. You are immersed so deep in your fantasies of superiority you’ve actually convinced yourself the fantasy is the reality. And when you are proven wrong, well, just look at how worked up you get over the gamer chick. You actually have to keep saying it over and over again like a mantra reminding yourself that I’m ‘just a gamer girl’. But you don’t even know what’s in store for you. Because you still look at me as someone lower than you when the evidence all stacks up as me being better.
“I am a fighter Lacklan. And my matches, my championships, my career, matters.
“Cry and float denial river if that’s how you play the game. Me, I’m in it for the long haul and I don’t even have to pay to win. I just stick with it. If it doesn’t work, I try something else. Not continually bash it and pretend that it is beneath me because if it really was how could it cause me such misery? Failure is a part of competition and if you can’t accept that, you’re only proving your continued fantasies.
“I’m above nothing Lacklan, but at least when the cards go down I can say that I did all I could and my head is held high with pride, not ego. I won’t need to write the history books because everyone will see it for themselves: I will stay true forever.”
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For hearts long lost and full of fright,
For those alone in Blackest Night.
Accept our ring and join our fight,
Love conquers all with violet light!
For those alone in Blackest Night.
Accept our ring and join our fight,
Love conquers all with violet light!
Friday May 26, 2017
2:33PM local time
Kate and Destiny are at a massage parlor. Both are wrapped in towels with face cream and are laying back, the masseuses having already left. Although Kate is laying flat, Destiny is angled.
”Say it.”
”I really don’t want to.”
”Say it.”
”Dammit, you were right. This is divine.”
”Now you’re talking.”
”I can’t believe I never thought to try this earlier. Would have saved me a lot of stress.”
Kate reaches out and is just barely able to grasp Destiny’s hand. Destiny giggles and brings her hand out to a comfortable halfway.
”This was the way to end this week. Oh, and after all this worrying and bantering and my God those hands were magic.”
”And you aren’t the one who’s super sensitive.”
”Hey at least they turned down the room temperature for you.”
”You thought of everything ahead of time, didn’t you?”
”I tried to. I just needed to see you smile again after seeing you had more siblings. It was nice to see something that I hadn’t in awhile.”
”Yea. Thank you, my love.”
”No, thank you. For everything.” The silence hangs between them a moment longer. ”For giving me the chance at forever again.”
Destiny smiles and grips Kate’s hand. The grip is returned as if to be stuck together.
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In brightest day, in blackest night,
No evil shall escape my sight.
Let those who worship evil's might
Beware my power--Green Lantern's light!
No evil shall escape my sight.
Let those who worship evil's might
Beware my power--Green Lantern's light!
”I’m hoping you have something new for Validation Lacklan. But if your skills are anything like your words, this will end when it starts. Your same tired bullshit won’t take you anywhere. If you thought insanity was afflicting others for not bowing down and fearing you, don’t forget what doing the same thing over and over expecting different results defines. The last time we were in the ring there were three others there. This time it’s as you wanted. You and me, one-on-one. No semantics, no bullshit. And when the dust clears, after you fail to beat me again, you’ll no doubt prattle on about how I’m still a gamer chick. You’ll probably even blame it on fighting five matches in a week like that’s anyone’s problem but your own.
“You are no hero Lacklan. Not even a tragic Odysseus type. You are the Borg to my Federation, the Daleks to my Doctor, the Sith to my Jedi. You may see what you do as good and even for a greater purpose, but that doesn’t make it right. Queen of mediocrity? A dwarf among hobbits? Actually that’s fair, I am a shortshit after all. But Gollum didn’t throw The Ring into the lava. He bit off Frodo’s finger and was pushed in. And instead of attempting to save himself, he held on to The Ring to his demise. Your obsession with me is The Ring, your own flames are the lava and I am Frodo.
“But at Validation, you won’t be getting the gamer, not the cosplayer, not the Jedi. You won’t be getting the Geekette Extraordinaire. What you’ll be getting is another form entirely. Final form? Not even close. But as you said, you asked for this ass kicking. I’m just going to have the pleasure of making this one stick. Your own flames will consume you whole when you fail yet again. Mediocrity awaits you Lacklan because players get played.”