A progressive romance roleplay on Rai Island.

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This Roleplay takes place within the sandy white shores of Rai Island, which is located in the American territory of the vast Atlantic Ocean. Rai Island is known worldwide for its remarkably brilliant boarding school, Valevay High. The students that attend and manage to survive its rigorous courses and earn a diploma are highly sought after for their knowledge and talent, seeing as only the most gifted and intelligent students graduate with their class. Aside from Valevay there are a number of schools your character can attend (from primary to college) located throughout the island! Keep in mind you need more than books smarts to survive Rai Island. You’ve got to be strong-willed and able to handle yourself in tough situations… not all the island dwellers are neighborly; it does have its handful of ruffians. Keep your head up, your wits sharp, and most of all have fun!

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Upcoming Events:
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The Roleplay's Date and Weather:
Month : September
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Forecast: Expect morning showers, but no worries they wont stick around for long by this afternoon there will be clear skies for all those planned outdoor activities! Lucky for all you stargazers out there tonight there will be very little cloud cover leaving the skies clear for enjoyment!

Character Spotlight

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Kyren Ari Stills

Hello there my fellow Roleplayers!
Sorry for the delay but "Mr. Rodeo" had too much personality for just one month! Anyways lets kick him to the curb now and welcome our newest and most anticipated character, Mr. Moody himself,

Kyren Stills

From the words of our lovely Sui, "Like a true Cancer, he is moody and reserved!"

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True this young man is rather rough around the edges. Far from your "friendly" average highschooler. Secluding himself majority of the time Kyren immerses his attention and talent into his sketchbook. However his stoic aura is shaken only when his adorkable little sister, Emma is in his presence! If your lucky (very very very lucky) when she shows up you may even see him crack a smile. And who knows he may even have a smile that makes girl's swoon! But it's usually gone just a quickly as it appeared.

Okay, lets just get it out of the way and say this boy has an undeniable sister complex! Unwavering in fact! After loosing their father at a young age Kyren promised to protect her in his Dads place. He spends the majority of his time making sure Emma is happy and healthy! Also for her own good he battles to keep the Samo strays far away from her. Now Kyren isn't ALWAYS, as his creator may claim, a Drama King! He can be very compassionate and more than willing to treat you as family if he finds you trustworthy and you become close enough with him.

So, some advice when crossing paths with this eyeliner wearing teen. Keep your loud antic to yourself they certainly don't impress him (just ask Lena)! Keep sugar out of his reach, it makes his do very very bad things! ;) && Don't and I mean DON'T touch his sister!
Follow these simple rules, and you might survive!

Now off to the Interview! This one should be a HOOT!

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Okay, so we know that over the past several months there has been very little activity in the roleplay! But really that wasn't the intial point in creating this forum in the first place.
Rai Island is what brought us all together. It's our home away from home, so to speak! We are not just a Forum full of gifted and creative writers . . . however a place full of wacky and crazy friends ;)
A place where we are creating unforgettable memories!


Even though we are constantly changing and still knee deep in finding ourselves in the world; we know that through the tears that fall and the smiles that grace our faces we will always have each other! Because no matter where our lives take us, nothing will change so much that we are not all friends still!

&& We will always have RaiIsland to come back to! Our Island ♥
Okay, okay enough of the cheesiness!
I love you CRAZY ladies!
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    John "Rodeo" Wilder

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    Welcome to the show

    Post  John "Rodeo" Wilder on Fri Nov 09, 2012 12:32 am

    Located in the roughest part of the Southside Samo District is a place people go when they want to see blood. They come in droves, readily handing over their money for admission, merchandise, food and drink. They choose their seats, bringing friends and family, anxious to watch the violence unfold. Readying their cameras for pictures and video, they wait with baited breath for their chosen combatants to emerge from their locker rooms and set foot into the ring. The arena never fails to fill it's seats with screaming fans.

    Tonight is no exception.

    The atmosphere is dark and dangerous - just like the events - with the bright lights and cameras focused on the ring in the center of the building. The ring itself is surrounded by a heavy duty, chain linked fence so that the patrons are safe once the event begins. The floor of the ring is riddled with dents, cracks and still has several blood stains that have soaked into the wood. Several points of entry surround the large area, so that no matter what part of the building a person currently occupies, they can quickly get to the center to watch the fight. The seats are full, the announcer's voice booms over the microphone, flooding the entire building.

    "Good evening everybody and welcome to Southside Samo's Arena, where the toughest fighters on the island come to beat the piss out of each other - for your entertainment! Tonight we have a cage match between two of the most vicious bastards Rai Island has seen in ages. In the blue corner, we have a man that has built up a reputation for being cruel and sadistic in the ring. Standing at six foot four inches and weighing in at two hundred thirty five pounds, Damien "The Demon" Warshaw!" Cheers filled the arena as the large man held his fist in the air, high above his shaved head, his rippling muscles flexing with the motion. His tattooed skin was tanned and covered in images of demons, a huge pentagram inked over his stomach. His large feet were protected by thick soled boots and he wore dark red shorts that ended just above the knee.

    "And in the red corner - a man infamous all over our island for his skill both in and out of the arena, for his bad attitude and for being one of the most dangerous guys around. Standing at six foot two inches and weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds...the man we all know as the berserker, the untamed John "Rodeo" Wilder!" Once again, cheers filled the arena. A large hand with long, calloused fingers slowly pulled the cowboy hat from the top of his head and lifted it into the air, his long curly brown hair spilling free and settling behind his shoulders. His body was lean and well built, with sinewy muscles moving fluidly beneath his tanned skin. Tattoos also adorned his body, reaching down his back and far beneath the border of his black leather pants. He adjusted his thick leather belt and tapped the toe of one of his cowboy boots.

    A referee stood in the center of the ring, his black and white striped shirt and black trousers off-setting him from the shirtless fighters. The man was shorter than both combatants, but appeared to be used to the unsafe conditions. Each man joined the serious looking, microphone-equipped referee in the middle of their battleground. "You're going down Rodeo!! I'm glad you didn't puss out tonight, because I've been looking forward to beating your pansy ass. They say you're tough but I know it's all just a bunch of bullshit. You know why? Because I'm going to destroy you. You hear me?! I'm going to DESTROY YOU!!!" Damien snarled viciously into the microphone the moment it was presented to him, threateningly clenching his fist in front of himself. When the microphone was held in front of John, he simply grinned and replied. "Eat shit."

    Ding!


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    Post  Celi Shiel on Fri Nov 09, 2012 1:25 am

    The announcer's voice boomed over the entire arena, welcoming spectators and starting the show that they had all eagerly come to see. Crowds of people filled the stands, flooding out into the packed lobby where fans young and old screamed and pushed to make it to their seats in time, not wanting to miss the bloodshed about to take place.

    In the midst of the chaos, a lone figure made her way through the bustling mass, having no qualms about elbowing, kicking, and cursing anyone who dared to get in her way. "Piss off bastard! I need through and you're bony ass is in the way!" Not waiting for the skinny man to move, and completely ignoring his loud voice of complaint, the young woman pushed past him and everyone else who stood between her and her seat.

    And just as the combatants were announced, a heeled boot kicked through the double doors that lead to the stands, immediately knocking over several unsuspecting people in the process. With a flick of her long wavy magenta hair and a piercing glare to anyone who complained, she confidently walked down the isle towards the front row, ignoring any leering eyes and lewd cat-calls along the way, to where her well paid for front row seat awaited.

    Sitting legs crossed and indigo eyes trained on the ring as the bell rung, signaling the start of the match, the young Cecila Shiel stared dead-on at the one fighter she had come all this way to see. John "Rodeo" Wilder, probably the most dangerous man on all of Rai Island, and the man she wanted to scout for her next project. With one look she knew right away that only he alone would do, and no matter who complained or what she had to do, she would get him.
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    Post  John "Rodeo" Wilder on Fri Nov 09, 2012 1:41 am

    It happened in the blink of an eye.

    Damien wasted no time. Before the bell had rung, he'd already went for John. The referee hadn't even had time to get out of the way first and was shoved to the floor as Damien bulldozed him on the way to John. Barely glimpsing the oncoming sucker punch, John jerked his head to the right. A huge fist connected with the left side of John's jaw rather than his nose - the original target - and sent him staggering backwards. "It looks like The Demon isn't going to play fair tonight, folks!" The announcer's voice boomed out, drawing enraged shouts from several of the patrons. The force of the blow made him unconsciously bite the inside of his cheek and draw blood. Quickly regaining his footing, he blocked another cheap shot from his opponent, spitting the fresh blood into Damien's eyes in retaliation.

    Damien reeled back, wiping wildly at his eyes in an attempt to clear them. John took the opportunity to return the cheap shot with one of his own, his fist connecting solidly with Damien's jaw. Immediately, his other fist crashed into the other side of his opponent's face at an angle, sending him downwards to meet painfully with John's knee as it was brought up to slam into the larger man's chest. "And Rodeo's not taking it lightly! If The Demon wants to fight dirty, he sure picked the wrong guy to mess with!" Damien staggered backwards, nearly losing his footing and was able to block another attack from the Wilder, returning with a blow of his own. His fist grazed John's ribcage as he side-stepped the attack, grabbed the wrist as it passed in one hand and slid Damien's arm over his shoulder, throwing the man.

    The larger man went ass-over-teacups into the air, then landed gracelessly on his back, hitting the hard floor in a heap. A cowboy boot stomped none-too-gently on his exposed stomach and he cried out in raw agony as the unrelenting boot came down again and again. "The Demon's gonna feel that in the morning!" When the boot was about to come crashing down on his head, he painfully rolled away as quickly as he could. But John wasn't done with him yet. The Wilder rushed after the still-downed man, but the referee quickly intercepted him so that Damien had a fair chance to get to his feet.
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    Post  Celi Shiel on Fri Nov 09, 2012 2:20 am

    Cecilia winced as the sucker punch connected with John's face, instantly hating whats-his-name-sleazeball for the dirty sneak attack. She swore, if that left permanent damage, she would personally hunt him down and skin his sorry ass alive! She needed that face, dammit! But it looked like she wouldn't need to seek revenge as "Rodeo" did it for her, nailing his opponent with some solid hits of his own that had the man reeling in pain and the crowds bursting with cheers.

    The young college student had to admit, the Wilder was indeed a deadly man, she could see why so many people were intimidated by his mere presence alone. His brutal behavior and impressive fighting ability was probably the reason why her team bent over backwards and beyond to keep her from coming here, this man was the very definition of "dangerous". Too bad for them though, that was the very reason she sought him out above all others, because no other would simply do.

    Seeing as how Q-ball was barely holding on now, the determined young woman rose from her seat, deciding it was high time to seek out his locker room because she knew that she'd have little chance of speaking to him otherwise. Unfortunately for her though, the place she wanted to go was highly restricted to all but arena workers and the combatants themselves. But with a few well placed compliments and a fifty dollar bill, she easily managed to make her way into the restricted area where the locker rooms were housed, only to spot a very ugly and disgusting man further down the hall blocking her way.




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    Post  John "Rodeo" Wilder on Fri Nov 09, 2012 2:50 am

    Damien scrambled to his hands and knees, pain and nausea welling up within his insides. Unable to stop himself, he gagged a few times before vomiting up a small amount of blood. The shouts of the arena blurred together in a gigantic mass of noise and he climbed to his feet. Shaking off the weakness he felt, he ignored the pain he was in and ran towards John in a murderous rage. "And he's back on his feet! Looks like The Demon is out for blood!" The announcer cheerfully observed, his voice heard over the roar of the crowd. "No shit, Sherlock!" Someone retorted from somewhere amongst the crowd, but the comment went largely ignored.

    The referee was lucky enough to avoid the onslaught this time, but not by much. Damien rushed John with a flurry of punches aimed at his head, his body, everywhere. John's reflexes were quick. He expertly blocked the majority of the blows, but there was no rhyme or reason to the punches and some of them connected. "The Demon has taken the offensive..." John wasn't the type of guy that stayed on the defensive, but attacking right now would likely get him nailed square in the face. Damien screamed in fury as he riddled John's blocking arms with punches. This wasn't getting John anywhere. He was no slouch in the arena, nor was he some sissy who couldn't take a hit. His guard was lowered momentarily as he swung, fist connecting with Damien's nose as his opponent's fist connected with his lip...

    A good ways away from the ring stood a man in his early thirties, blocking the dressing room door marked "Rodeo". He stood there blathering away to a couple buxom blondes with bleached hair and clothing that barely covered the areas deemed indecent in public. "You see, ladies, in order to have some 'alone time' with Rodeo, you've got to be willing to do just about anything. Now, I'm his manager, so if you play your cards right, I can get you in." He said, smoothing his slicked hair back and straightening his business suit. Whatever lewd thing he had been about to suggest died on his tongue as he spotted Celi. "Why hello there!" He purred, undressing her with his eyes.
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    Post  Celi Shiel on Fri Nov 09, 2012 3:09 am

    Celi sneered at the sight before her, both the manager and those girls absolutely disgusted her. The manager for obvious reasons, he was a greedy rat, a lowly scumbag who prayed upon women by using others fame and could make a greasy swine look sharp. While those girl, bleached hair and hideous clothes five times too small for their obviously drugged and boozed bodies, had they no respect as women!? The very sight made her sick, and she let her obvious distaste be known to all. "Move filth, you're in my way!" She commanded him, her head held high and her arms crossed across her chest.

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    Post  John "Rodeo" Wilder on Fri Nov 09, 2012 3:27 am

    A sharp pain raced along his nerves, followed by a stinging in his lower lip. His vision swam momentarily, but he was brought out of it by an itchy feeling in his face. Licking his lips, the taste of coppery liquid greeted his taste buds. Blood. Blood from a split lip, no less. Damien was clutching at his nose, his hand clamped down tightly in an attempt to stop the blood spurting out. Irritated, John jumped on the other man's back, wrapping his legs around Damien's torso and an arm around his neck in a choke hold. Damien, unwilling to continue now that his nose was broken, panicked and tried to throw the Wilder from his back before his air supply ran out. His efforts were unsuccessful, prompting John to grasp his cowboy hat in one hand and wave it over his head as if he were on a bucking bronco. "And once again, Rodeo lives up to his name!"

    John's manager gaped at Celi in shock. He couldn't believe she could be so rude to him! No matter that she was smoking hot, NO ONE bad mouthed him if they wanted to get close to his star fighter. "Come back later, ladies." He said, dismissing the (rather upset) blondes before turning back to the magenta haired beauty, "Now look honey, I'm Rodeo's manager. If you want to get anywhere near him, you're gonna have to be a lot nicer and make it worth my while."
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    Post  Celi Shiel on Fri Nov 09, 2012 3:41 am

    Her eye twitched, this...this...thing was testing her last nerve, if he thought for a second she would act like those air headed barbie rejects then he had another thing coming! "No, you look filth. I don't care if you are the fucking king of the world, I will not degrade myself by 'being nice' to you and if you call me 'Honey' again, I will happily show you a world of pain. Now move" Celi said all this with a face that was deathly calm, but her blazing indigo eyes darkened, promising him a world of pain if he didn't back the hell off and let her through.
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    Post  John "Rodeo" Wilder on Fri Nov 09, 2012 3:45 am

    This girl just wasn't getting the picture! It wouldn't be long before his client would drop his opponent like a rock, and there wasn't much time to score with her. "Now look here, sugar tits-"
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    Post  Celi Shiel on Fri Nov 09, 2012 3:57 am

    She snapped. With a swift kick of her leg, she nailed him dead center, right in the sack with a high heeled boot. Not missing a beat and easily ignoring his instant wail of agony, she quickly brought her leg back down, fist back, and punched him square in the face. Celi may not be an arena fighter, but she was pissed as hell and no way was she letting this piece of shit get away with calling her that!
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    Post  John "Rodeo" Wilder on Fri Nov 09, 2012 4:08 am

    The instant shock of the force was so great that he doubled over in agony, only so be sent sprawling to the floor whilst still protectively clutching his injured testicles. A wave of nausea swept over him and he lied there on the floor in the fetal position, whimpering pathetically over the horrific and cruel - albeit deserved - punishment Celi had doled out on him. The bimbos he had been soliciting rushed off, not wanting to stick around after the scene that had unfolded. On the plus side, nothing was standing in her way of entering the dressing room now.

    As Damien sunk to his knees, his face now purple, he frantically tapped the floor, prompting John to finally release him so that he could breathe. When John stood, the referee moved to him, holding John's hand in the air and declaring him the winner of the match. A colossal roar of cheering filled every area of the arena as he raised his other hand as well in a sign of triumph. He was glad it was over now though. In a few minutes, he'd be in his dressing room, changing back into his normal clothes and getting paid. I'd kill for a glass of water right about now...
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    Post  Celi Shiel on Fri Nov 09, 2012 4:22 am

    "Told you I'd show you a world of pain" With a satisfied smirk, Celi went on her way to the locker rooms, happily stomping/stepping on the whimpering man as she passed him. Cruel? Maybe. But in her mind he deserved it, not only did he get in the her way of her prize but he also tried to degrade her, insulted her, something Celi would not stand for coming from someone like him. When she finally found the door marked "Wilder", Celi thought it best to wait for him inside, she'd rather not run into another filth while she was here. So with that in mind, she made herself as comfortable as she could in the fold up chair that sat in the room, and waited for her prize to come.

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    Post  John "Rodeo" Wilder on Fri Nov 09, 2012 4:44 am



    The walk from the ring was a familiar one - the cheering fans, the announcer going crazy, the song picked for him playing over the speakers. As he descended the stairs from the ring, his icy blue gaze swept over the swarms of people cheering for him and bouncing to the music. He tipped his hat to them and grinned, shaking his head. They all seemed so thrilled with tonight's bloodshed and brutal ass whooping that John decided to dance along with them a little.

    "My daddy always a gentle man
    Never the kind to ever force his hand
    He would always be the last one to raise his voice
    If anybody ever put us down
    Well you can bet that he would stand his ground
    Then he would tell me son sometimes you got no choice"


    He rushed into the crowd, leaping on a nearby concession stand, dancing to the music - much to everyone's enjoyment.

    "You've got to kick at little and cause a stir
    Sometimes you got to make some noise to be heard
    If anybody ever tries to hold you back
    Yeah you got to kick a little and be tough
    You got to let 'em know you've had enough
    Remember that unless you want to finish last
    You've got to kick a little

    Some people judge you by the way you look
    They see you once and say you ain't no good
    Feels like they're never gonna take you for who you are
    That's when you have to stand up and be strong
    And go the extra mile to prove 'em all wrong
    Just remember when they push you way too far

    You've got to kick at little and cause a stir
    Sometimes you got to make some noise to be heard
    If anybody ever tries to hold you back
    Yeah you got to kick a little and be tough
    You got to let 'em know you've had enough
    Remember that unless you want to finish last
    You've got to kick a little"


    By this point, John was strolling along to his dressing room. He happened to see his manager doubled over in the fetal position and clutching his crotch. There was now a paramedic standing over him, asking the downed man if he needed help. The music still playing, John stopped in front of the door and broke into dancing next to the miserable pile of man on the tiled floor. Because sometimes, it was more fun to be an asshole.

    "You've got to kick at little and cause a stir
    Sometimes you got to make some noise to be heard
    If anybody ever tries to hold you back
    Yeah you got to kick a little and be tough
    You got to let 'em know you've had enough
    Remember that unless you want to finish last
    You've got to kick a little"


    Once the song ended, he flung the door to the dressing room open and sauntered in, closing the door behind himself. The unexpected sight of a beautiful girl in his dressing room met his sights and without really thinking otherwise, he asked, "Let me guess. You're a big fan and you want to have sex, right?"
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    Post  Celi Shiel on Fri Nov 09, 2012 4:59 am

    Celi scoffed. "Sorry to disappoint but no, unlike some girls I actually have some self respect" Really, he just met her that's what he says? Were all the men in this joint nothing but sex crazed idiots?! She honestly didn't know if she wanted to know the answer to that. Uncrossing her slender jean clad legs, she stood from her seat and walked over to the dangerous man, not bothered at all by the sight of him bruised and bloody. "I came here for a completely different reason actually. John Wilder, I want you to model for me"


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    Post  John "Rodeo" Wilder on Fri Nov 09, 2012 5:15 am

    While he was surprised that she didn't simply show up to get laid, he was even more surprised over the real reason she was there. John Wilder was not known as some namvy-pamvy pretty boy that wore makeup and pranced down some walkway while modeling fashionable clothes. He was known for beating the piss out of anyone who challenged him both in and out of the ring. Known for being the meanest member of his family. Everyone knew his glare alone sent chills up grown men's spines. And she wanted him to...model?!

    "What? Did I hear you right?" John asked, wiggling his pinky in his ear in an attempt to clear it, "You want me to model for you? Shouldn't you being asking some girly boy to do that shit? If you haven't noticed, I'm not exactly a good choice. I have a split lip and will have plenty of bruises in the morning."
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    Post  Celi Shiel on Fri Nov 09, 2012 5:32 am

    Calculating eyes scanned the man before her from top to bottom, she wasn't giving him a once over for her own satisfaction at the eye candy before her, but to measure his profile to see if he was truly the right one to model for her.

    Her trained eye could tell he would indeed have several bruises come morning, his lip was busted pretty good, and he also sported quite a few scars across his body. But despite all that, Celi saw nothing wrong, in fact these faults just made him all the more perfect to her. "You heard me, I want you to model for me. You're the only one who can in fact, no one else will do"

    It was true, for several weeks now Celi had searched high and low, following rumor after rumor to find a man who was truly "dangerous". You see, her new collection wasn't some glitz and glam line that any pretty face could wear, she needed a special type, someone who could wear those clothes because they were made for a guy like him. That's why, after much work on her part, she finally managed to find and track down Rai Island's most intimidating man, the one and only John "Rodeo" Wilder. Because if anyone screamed "dangerous" it was him.

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    Post  John "Rodeo" Wilder on Fri Nov 09, 2012 5:46 am

    "What do you mean I'm the only one that can?" John asked incredulously, taking off his cowboy hat and tossing it on the nearby stand, "Don't tell me you're selling clothes for guys that break people's faces. Am I supposed to be the poster boy for 'Hooligans R' Us' or something?" He walked over to a pile of clothing, searched through it, then pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Pulling one from the pack, he held it between his lips and lit it, inhaling deeply. The smoke filled his lungs and he slowly blew it out into the room, moving to get a drink of water as well. "What are you even doing here, anyway? You didn't seriously come to the arena to recruit me as a fashion model, did you?"
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    Post  Celi Shiel on Fri Nov 09, 2012 6:12 am

    Celi cringed at the cigarette smoke, she couldn't stand the smell, she didn't how anyone could become addicted to those awful little cancer sticks. Still, she bared with it, she was here for a reason and she'd be damned if she left this place empty handed! And as much as she hated that he made fun of her work, the designer wisely chose to ignore his jab at her collection, she needed his help far too much to lose her chance because of her temper after all. "As a matter of fact I did. The clothes I'm making are themed after 'Danger' and who better then to model them, then possibly the most dangerous man himself? All the others that I've talked to are either fakers and just plain ugly, so you really are the only one who can since not only are you the real deal but you got a pretty good face too"


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    Post  John "Rodeo" Wilder on Fri Nov 09, 2012 6:22 am

    "You're shittin' me." John chuckled to himself, then set his cigarette down in the nearby ash tray and pulled on a black cotton t-shirt. When he looked back over to see her carefully controlled expression, a frown creased his face. The look on her face spoke volumes. She was obviously trying to remain polite, though she probably wanted to strangle him for picking on her work. He dragged a hand through his hair, sighing in exasperation, "You're not shittin' me. All right, I'll think about it if it's that important to you. But I'm not doing it for free. Make me a good offer and I might help you out."


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    Re: Welcome to the show

    Post  Celi Shiel on Fri Nov 09, 2012 6:33 am

    Her shoulders relaxed a bit in relief, happy to know that he was actually willing to listen to her instead of putting up a fight like she had expected. Celi could remain polite and cordial if need be, but she did have a bit of a temper and it tended to get the better of her more often then not. It was nice to know she wouldn't have to fight tooth and nail with this guy from the get go. "I'll pay if that's what you're wanting. Fittings, photo shoots, the works, I'll pay you for each"

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    Post  John "Rodeo" Wilder on Fri Nov 09, 2012 7:29 pm

    "Well, yeah, of course you will." John chuckled, taking another slow drag on his cigarette, "Modeling's a job... I guess ...and jobs pay out money. Otherwise it's volunteer work." Walking over to the mirror, the fighter studied his reflection. The left side of his still throbbing jaw was still an angry red from where Damien's fist had connected and it was already beginning to darken a little. It was sure to become tinged with purple by morning. His bottom lip was swollen and split right down the center, but thankfully the blood had dried by now. Light bruises would litter his arms and he was going to be stiff and sore in the morning. John shook his head at his reflection. He looked terrible...but at least the money was good.

    "I still think you're barking up the wrong tree. Don't you pay attention to all the rumors about me going around? I know you think it's a good idea to pick a dangerous guy to model your clothes, but let me tell you something. Those people out there in the arena?" He jerked his thumb towards the door, "They love to watch me beat the shit out of anyone I face in the ring, but they don't dare to even speak to me in public if they can help it. What do you think will happen if they see you and I together? You think they'll shrug it off? I sure as hell doubt it. A lot of nosy-ass people are gonna start talking, and I can guarantee you it won't be good. You're gonna get a lot off attention and you might get some unwanted visitors who have a beef with me. If you still want me after all that, then you're crazy."

    He looked her in the eye, saw her expression and shook his head. "But if you're prepared to deal with that shit, I won't say no."
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    Post  Celi Shiel on Sat Nov 10, 2012 2:29 am

    Her indigo eyes brightened as the young woman positively beamed at the cage fighter, he agreed! Well, sort of, but it was good enough for her! "Well then, I guess that means you're my new model Wilder, because I have no plans of backing out now" She stated, full of complete confidence. Because be it rumors or unwanted visitors, Cecilia Shiel refused to run or hide now that she had gotten what she wanted.

    Besides, the aspiring designer could care less what other people thought of her. She would do or say whatever she wanted, others be damn! And who the hell cared if she got attention? Let the mindless masses gossip about her life, see if she cared! She actually had a life at least, and she was going to live it whether they watched or not. As for the unwanted visitors......well, if they were all like his manager then she was sure she wouldn't have too much trouble with them. She did own a lot of high heeled boots after all.

    Celi was brought out of her inner victory dance as she noticed the side of his face darkening just a bit more, an obvious bruise forming from the sucker punch he took in the match. Not really thinking, she quickly reached into the small clutch bag she had brought with her and pulled out a small metal jar, tossing said item towards the battered fighter. "Here, put this on wherever hurts, it should hopefully help with the bruising too" The tin jar was full of a healing rub that she'd swear by it for all the times it saved her from hurting, and she was sure he could make better use of it then she could right now.


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    Post  John "Rodeo" Wilder on Sat Nov 10, 2012 3:46 am

    John caught the small jar easily and eyed it suspiciously. A healing rub? He never wasted money on these, nor did any of his brothers. Frankly, he wasn't even sure if it actually worked. "You know, hard boiling an egg, shelling it and rubbing it on your bruises while the egg is still hot will make them fade and heal faster than usual. We do it all the time back home." The Wilder explained, opening the tin and applying it to his bruises, "But since you want me to use it, I will."
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    Post  Celi Shiel on Sun Nov 11, 2012 12:40 am

    Celi quirked a brow, a bit amused by the info. She guessed if anyone knew how to recover from a fight, it'd be this guy, but she wasn't sure how he came up with a remedy like that. "Nice to know, but unfortunately I don't carry freshly hard boiled eggs with me, so you'll have to make do with that for now" Looking at him a little more closely though, she wondered if that little jar would be enough. While not really noticeable, he was covered in bruises, some older then the newly made ones he was sporting now. She bemusedly wondered how many eggs he went through to help with all of those.

    "Anyway, if you're done here, do you think we can go....I don't know, somewhere else?" She asked, waving a hand absentminded. "I kinda nailed your manager in the nuts earlier and I'd rather not be here if he calls security, I can only bribe so many people"



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    Post  John "Rodeo" Wilder on Sun Nov 11, 2012 12:59 am

    "So that was your handiwork..." He sounded more than a little amused at that tidbit of information, "If anyone bothers you, they'll have to deal with me. But c'mon, let's get outta here. I don't usually hang around too long after the fights. Usually that's when guys jump ya. Give me a minute." The leather pants came off in record time and John folded them up - belt and all. Though he was facing away from Celi as he changed, he was clearly minus an important undergarment most people wore. He slipped his jeans on and fastened them, pulling his cowboy boots and hat back on. "All right, follow me." Opening the door, he gestured for her to go first. Out in the hallway, his manager was now on his feet but still was a little pale.

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