Square One

Nov 19th, 2019 Promos Magdalena Lockheart 24 min read

Prologue One Month Ago “Oh God…” I stepped into the sterile emergency suite at Albany Medical instantly regretting my decision to come. I wasn’t sure if Lucy Wylde was lying there asleep, unconscious, sedated, or dead… well, I knew she wasn’t dead… but she was still somber and uneasy to bear witness to in that condition. I couldn’t speak. The thoughts from my mind pushed…

Journal of the Unwanted

Nov 19th, 2019 Vignettes Lucy Wylde 47 min read

November 6th 2019 I don’t know how I can be tired after being drugged up for 12 days but I am. I don’t even know why I’m writing in this damn thing, not that I don’t appreciate the gifts and the thought behind them… I do, it’s just there’s a hell of a lot going on in my mind right now and I don’t really…

The Plunge

Nov 17th, 2019 Vignettes Magdalena Lockheart 14 min read

I know I fucked up. … … Rewind back a month ago. Things in my life were getting to be about as bleak as they possibly could have been. But then, for me, something unexpected happened. Forgive me if I’m being vague, but there is a point to it all. The Championship Wrestling Federation. I want to talk about forgiveness… I want to talk about,…

The Highroad

Oct 21st, 2019 Promos Magdalena Lockheart 30 min read

Prologue   Three years ago I was lying in an alley in New York with blood pouring out of my head and my clothes torn to shreds. If it wasn’t for the luck of a certain passerby making the decision to intervene – a certain Nadette Fischer – I don’t know what my attackers would have done to me to finish the job. My first…

All of Our Cards

Oct 20th, 2019 Promos Magdalena Lockheart 32 min read

Prologue The flaps of my leather coat and my hair swaying in the breeze. My arms folded tight across my chest. I had been here, stood in this very spot several times before. But what I see before me is nothing more than my reflection, because it is nothing. What I see is an empty lot on the corner of a busy New York street,…

Goodbye

Oct 19th, 2019 Vignettes Kyra Johnson 54 min read

Date March 3rd 1999 / Time12:49AM / Status Not Recording Location The Johnson Residence – Baltimore, Maryland BAM!!!! I open my eyes and sit up in the bed, looking around the room – trying to figure out what that noise was. I thought it was him coming back in here… But one look at my bedroom door immediately tells me that’s not true. It sounded…

I’m Sorry

Oct 19th, 2019 Vignettes Lucy Wylde 52 min read

I’m sorry Two words I always think After you’ve gone When I realize I was acting all wrong   Date October 18th 2019 / Time 9:57PM / Status RECORDING Location The Lee/Wylde Residence – New York City, New York I’m exhausted. I’m exhausted and I’m regretting my decision to leave UGWC and join Carnage more and more with every second. It’s not the competition. It’s…

In Stability, Too

Oct 7th, 2019 Promos Magdalena Lockheart 36 min read

“I told you she’d fail.” Jason Bridges doesn’t seem to care about the subject of conversation as he goes about his business behind his desk. On the far side of the office Cherie Von Allen rubs her own injured shoulder, unsure that it’s as simple as her boss is making it sound. “With all due respect, Mister Bridges, I wouldn’t call Maggie’s effort a failure.”…

In Stability

Oct 5th, 2019 Promos Magdalena Lockheart 23 min read

Against my better judgment (and the well-wishes of the CWF medical staff) I hopped on the first flight out of Cologne, Germany. Once again I didn’t end up staying for the end of a show. When the plane touched down at BWI it was two in the morning, but I had been in the air for eight hours. I had a headache the size of…

Outlasting the Storm

Sep 21st, 2019 Vignettes Lucy Wylde 55 min read

Date S̶̹͎͂ē̷̱̤̯͜p̵̯̥̞͐̆͊̐͑t̸̙̳͋e̴̬̼͓͓̣̗͊ḿ̵̢̨̼̭̘̇͋̈́͝b̵̫̫̆̌̑e̴͓̊̀r̴̛̩̭̈́̈́̋͝ ̵̛̤̭̟͚̠͋̀͜2̴͍͖̈̉ͅ0̸͍̹͚͒̎͝ͅt̵̲͎̞̯̰͋̓̎̈́ĥ̵͚,̸̗̮̣͇̭̒ ̷̨͕͚̠͚́̿̾͐̋2̴̹͇̦̞̗̠̀̽͑̀̂̉0̶̨̪͓͗̈́̓̆̍1̶̹͔̒̓́̃͊͘9̶̛̻̗͍̀ / Time 7̴̣̣̓̈́̓̐̎̾:̷͙̜̙͆̍͆2̸̟̮̿5̴̜̺̈́͘̚P̷̧͍̦͈͒M̷̰̤̯̟̎͆̏̊͠ͅ / Status N̵̫̑̾̐̑͘̚o̶̠̱̅̑̔͋t̴̛̼͖̺̂͐̇̕ ̴̨͍̗̗̓͊̂̚R̸̨͖̦̈́͑͂̆e̵͓̦͔̹͋c̴̨̢̢̖͌̈́̆͂̽ͅo̶̮̺͔̖̠̅r̸̢͕͛̈̚͝d̸̘̗̲̊̾̏̕͝î̸̲̼͎̭̈̀́̄ͅn̷͇̻̺͉̞̿̈́g̸̻̺̯̣͕͌ Location T̵̰̕͝h̴̲͉̋̄͝ȩ̶͙̰͚̼́̽͜ ̷̟̰̪̱̬̫͗̉͌̾̄͘R̵̡͉̋̍͒͘ô̸͓͍̩o̶̢̩̤̩̱̓̈́̊̈́f̶̭̳͎͑̑̽̒͂̓͜t̶̫͂̉ǫ̷͉̻͎̭͒͛̊͛̕p̶̨͍̗͇͇̙̐͝ ̸̭͈̟̖̳̞̌͝a̷̢̯̝͔͆̈́̅͗͋̃t̸̛̹̣̖̎̾̒̎͜ ̷̹͎̠͚̀̎̾̿͑̇L̴̝͙̏̎̈̐o̷͖̰̦͙͑͋̃̌̕ṋ̸̼̟̪̬̗̽̃̿d̵̬̈́͋̌̚͝ô̴̻̰̖̜͙͑n̵̖̏̃̆̉̂̕h̸̢̃ͅȯ̴̮̹̲̔̊̉́ṷ̵̺͇̺̿͊̈́̓̒͝s̴̢̺̣̟͇̞̈́̀͗͌́͑e̴͙̎̇̽ ̴̡͕̔̅̀̕Ḩ̵̰̻̞̱̽̔͛̎͘ȯ̸̖̖̣͓̰̩̓t̷̤̤̱͠ë̵͖͖̺̙́l̷̹̩̿̃̾̈̀ ̴̬̜̯͌̅́̓͌̕-̶̨̫͔̫͍̐̂̐̈̓̀ ̷̹̩̜̘̦͒͝Ç̵̖̔̂̃͊͑̌h̷̗͉̰̩̘̿i̵̥̳̥̠̟̮͐̓̒c̷̢̢̹̲͇͚̚a̸̢̢̜̳͇̓̃͑̐ģ̷̧̱̭̣̓̒͂͊͝o̶̦̮̗̝̱̓̍,̴̥̼̘̑̌́̅̕͜͜ ̶̡̢̹̺̟͒̾̇Ì̵̤͓̳̥̰͚͝͝͝l̸̘̱̗̄͐̌́́l̸̨̛̯̋͌̓̊̎ī̷̬̰̮̎͗͠n̵͓̬͂͋̏̈́̀ó̶͙̮̩̫͈î̷̧͈̝͈̬͑̾̿͗̚ś̵̝͋̕ My hearts racing. I can hear my it pounding in my ears as I make my way out onto the rooftop patio for this party – my heels almost clicking in time with every heartbeat, making me realize how fast I’m walking. Slow down. Just…