Post by Alice Harris on Nov 22, 2015 16:19:27 GMT -5
Perplexed wasn't a word you'd often attribute to Alice Harris, but it was the one which described her best at this current moment in time. It wasn't very often someone she was due to face hadn't spoke about the task at hand or tried to dismiss her chances but here she was, in the proverbial no woman's land. A former Horizon and Hardcore champion set to face the woman who had failed in her bid to secure a title of her own other than the symbolic contendership one - the briefcase of choice match. Many would have thought that Psycho would have taken great delight in this fact, fuelling the ego behind the insanity and furthering home how some people truly felt Alice didn't belong here in NAW. Thankfully those few were the minority as people were recognising her ascent to the top, but they still couldn't quite make out just which side of the fence she stood on.
She had made it perfectly clear she would fight for the NAW against any and all threats, offering her aid to Corey Bull before the implosion of the Gate Crashers and their alliance opposed to Alice White, but at the same time, she also declared that she was stopping at nothing in order to achieve her goal of toppling the Hatebringer... And once again, fate would give her another chance.
She'd heard from people 'in the back' that after Bohannon had choked her out, Bull stood guard over her until she was showing signs of response then mysteriously left.. But soon there would be no leaving, he would have to face her yet again... Only there would be another party involved in this, the party who seemingly inserted themselves into a war, one which has not had any collateral damage yet...
Alice pushed herself up from the broken wall she was sat on. Once again, in her usual haunt of the abandoned suburbs, many who saw these segments wondered if the woman actually lived there. She stretched her legs as she leaned forwards before stretching her arms out and letting the cool breeze caress her bare skin. Unfortunately, despite wanting to focus her attention on what was to come, she had to remind herself that she had something on her doorstep to deal with.
Dressed in her usual ring get up of the black miniskirt, blue strapless vest top and black boots, Alice stretched herself out again before leaning forwards. Planting both her hands on the floor in front of her, she pushed off with her legs, up into a handstand and held it for several seconds before arching over into the gymnastic trick commonly referred to as the Crab. Holding it there for several seconds, she twisted her hands and body as she sprung back to her feet and almost instantly went into another handstand again.
Pushing with her hands, Alice springs back onto her feet and this time steps forwards, executing a forward handspring. As she flips over and comes back up vertical, she rotates to the side and goes over again, this time into a cartwheel before coming up to her feet and backward handspringing as she completes her ascent to a vertical base.
Taking a run this time, Alice plants her foot against part of a broken wall and uses it as a springboard to launch herself backwards, landing on her fingertips and feet after performing a springboard moonsault.
"Jason Price... Ishimaru, Erin, Trent, The Jeckyls, All have experienced what I can do when I get in control, and Psycho will be no different. He will bend and break, just like the rest. He will have to play it my way because there is no way in hell he will be able to keep pace with me..."
Bouncing on the spot, throwing jabs and kicks and ducking and weaving, Alice begins to run through some of her striking sequences.
Finally stopping her mini-work out, Alice fixes her hair, brushing it behind her ears.
Alice smirks to herself.
She had made it perfectly clear she would fight for the NAW against any and all threats, offering her aid to Corey Bull before the implosion of the Gate Crashers and their alliance opposed to Alice White, but at the same time, she also declared that she was stopping at nothing in order to achieve her goal of toppling the Hatebringer... And once again, fate would give her another chance.
"The Hatebringer... The Horizon Champion and myself... A steel cage... It's almost as if myself and Corey are destined to be locked in this deadly dance we seem to have... Fuelled by want... My want for his title and defeat, his want for something... Something he doesn't quite know, but something none the less...."
She'd heard from people 'in the back' that after Bohannon had choked her out, Bull stood guard over her until she was showing signs of response then mysteriously left.. But soon there would be no leaving, he would have to face her yet again... Only there would be another party involved in this, the party who seemingly inserted themselves into a war, one which has not had any collateral damage yet...
"It seems that now the damage will not be confined to just myself and Bull... Others are joining the fray and despite their pedigree, their ability and to some extent, their conduct.. They just don't seem to grasp exactly what is going to happen... A destructive force, an unyielding ambition, when those clash... Well, the results are evident..."
Alice pushed herself up from the broken wall she was sat on. Once again, in her usual haunt of the abandoned suburbs, many who saw these segments wondered if the woman actually lived there. She stretched her legs as she leaned forwards before stretching her arms out and letting the cool breeze caress her bare skin. Unfortunately, despite wanting to focus her attention on what was to come, she had to remind herself that she had something on her doorstep to deal with.
"I cannot lose sight of what is in front of me though... Psycho... A new foe to face, a new battle to partake in... One last speedbump before we hit the open road towards yet another date with destiny..."
Dressed in her usual ring get up of the black miniskirt, blue strapless vest top and black boots, Alice stretched herself out again before leaning forwards. Planting both her hands on the floor in front of her, she pushed off with her legs, up into a handstand and held it for several seconds before arching over into the gymnastic trick commonly referred to as the Crab. Holding it there for several seconds, she twisted her hands and body as she sprung back to her feet and almost instantly went into another handstand again.
"I cannot afford to get sloppy right before the big one... Neither can the others... We must all treat these matches as main events where our careers depend on it... Momentum builds.... Consecutive good performances bring even more... They raise the stakes, they draw a bigger audience.... They bring that electricity to the air which unless you've felt it, you wouldn't understand..."
Pushing with her hands, Alice springs back onto her feet and this time steps forwards, executing a forward handspring. As she flips over and comes back up vertical, she rotates to the side and goes over again, this time into a cartwheel before coming up to her feet and backward handspringing as she completes her ascent to a vertical base.
"What I lack in raw power and strength, I more than make up for with precision and agility. I may not be able to lift these men, but I can float over them, twist and flip round them, wrap myself around them in various ways... Constrict their movement or even their will to fight... I can control them in ways that raw power and strength alone cannot..."
Taking a run this time, Alice plants her foot against part of a broken wall and uses it as a springboard to launch herself backwards, landing on her fingertips and feet after performing a springboard moonsault.
"Jason Price... Ishimaru, Erin, Trent, The Jeckyls, All have experienced what I can do when I get in control, and Psycho will be no different. He will bend and break, just like the rest. He will have to play it my way because there is no way in hell he will be able to keep pace with me..."
Bouncing on the spot, throwing jabs and kicks and ducking and weaving, Alice begins to run through some of her striking sequences.
"I may not have the strength, I may not have the power, I know I don't have the reach or the build... But one thing I do know I have is the ability... No matter how big you are, how tough you are, how resilient you are... A well delivered punch, slap, elbow, knee or kick hurts just the same... It makes no difference if its Corey Bull planting his boot into your face... It makes no difference if it is Bohannon thundering his hand across your chest with a chop... It makes no difference if it is my foot hitting you in the jaw... A strike which lands true hurts just as much as any powerhouse move..."
Finally stopping her mini-work out, Alice fixes her hair, brushing it behind her ears.
"The question is... Will Psycho be ready to find out just how correct I am... I have no intention of slowing down... All that stands between myself and the chance to finally get what I have earned is someone who is rather disposable... I do hope you bring your all Psycho... Because you know what happens to people who don't when they step in the ring with me...."
Alice smirks to herself.
"And it isn't pretty..."