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Date Posted: 23:57:45 10/06/00 Fri
Author: Violent Femmes
Subject: Oblivion… (Those who like Pussy… Pussy Galore that is!)







10:20 PM… 4 October, 2000
The Forum Coliseum, Los Angles California
Wednesday Insurrection…



Vixxxen’s eyes flickered open as the EMT’s attempted to take off her mask to check her for a head injury. Vixxxen slugged the man in the jaw and he went down in heap. The second man rushed over to help, but he quickly found himself the victim of a leg scissor take down as Vixxxen spun around and regained her feet with catlike quickness… if not a little touch of wooziness. The remaining EMT’s tried to calm her down, but she backed away from them all quickly as she looked around and saw Pussy Galore laid out on a stretcher as well. Vixxxen stumbled over to her side as an exceedingly brave EMT member rushed over to make sure that Vixxxen didn’t further injure her. Vixxxen met him with a back elbow and sent him careening over her empty gurney with a sidekick. Vixxxen turned to them with her fist ready as she blocked their path with her own body…





Vixxxen: THE NEXT PERSON WHO TRIES TO TOUCH ME OR MY PUSSY IS GETTING A SERIOUS LICKING!

The EMT’s all paused and looked at one another. Vixxxen frowned as she shook her head with a sigh. She pointed at Pussy Galore as she smirked at the men…

Vixxxen: This is Pussy you stupid morons!

The men all nodded collectively as they all murmured to one another and some seemed decidedly disappointed. Vixxxen turned to Pussy Galore and touched her cheek lightly…

Vixxxen: Wake up baby girl… Mama’s here…

Vixxxen stared at her for a moment or two more then she grabbed her by the shoulders and began shaking her violently as she screamed at her…

Vixxxen: WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!!!

The EMT’s started to go after Vixxxen, but as she turned towards them and hissed, they stopped dead in their tracks. Vixxxen turned back to Pussy as she moaned softly. Vixxxen looked down at her and started to speak to her, but she could already see that Pussy was not there anymore…

Caprice: Where… where am I?

Vixxxen frowned as she spoke with immense displeasure…

Vixxxen: DeLioncourte…

Caprice focused on Vixxxen and blinked to clear her vision…

Caprice: Vixxxen? Where am I? Where’s Pussy Galore…

Vixxxen shook her head and rolled her eyes as she stood up and cursed…

Vixxxen: That’s great… that’s just f*cking great! How am I suppose to do anything with this wet blanket hanging over me?

Behind her, Caprice tried to sit up, but her head spun and she collapsed back down on the stretcher and grabbed her head with a moan. She paused as the leather-clad hand of her cat suit touched her forehead. Caprice’s eyes grew wide as she pulled it away quickly and stared at it as if it weren’t even a part of her body. Caprice sat up again with effort as she looked down at herself… wrapped in the tight fitting leather cat suit, leaving very little to the imagination. Caprice screamed hysterically. Vixxxen turned around and looked at Caprice screaming like a wild banshee and she rolled her eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, Vixxxen slugged Caprice in the jaw, knocking her cold as she toppled over and bounced off the concrete. She turned to the EMT’s standing there staring at her in wide eyed amazement. Vixxxen grinned as she waved her fist at them…

Vixxxen: Just remember… sometimes the best medicine doesn’t come from a bag!

Vixxxen scooped up the heavier Caprice with some effort as she carried her away from the arena…


9:01 PM… 6 October, 2000
Hyatt Hotel, Los Angles California


Caprice DeLioncourte stood on the balcony of her lavish hotel room as she sipped at the warm brandy she had ordered from room service. She was not what one would call a drinker, but the strange events leading to her finding herself in LA had taken their toll on her already frayed nerves. She had awoken in the hotel room Thursday night, completely naked in bed, but with almost no headache at all… it was a wonderful feeling for someone who had lived with the constant pain of a migraine for months since her accident. Caprice rubbed at her slightly swollen cheek and frowned. She took another sip of the brandy… it seemed she had traded one pain for another… but a bruised jaw was better than the feeling of having your head split open from the inside out. Caprice could remember very little of anything since talking to Vixxxen prior to heading to Insurrection. She knew that Vixxxen was involved in some sort of match or wrestling contest… but she had no idea what it was all about. Without question, Pussy had decided to tag along and she had brought Caprice with her… but she remember nothing but a strange dream were she found herself dressed some sort of whorish leather outfit… everything else was a blank. Caprice tossed down the remained of the brandy and scratched at the loose tangles of her long blonde hair. Caprice closed her eyes and wished she could remember more… but as always she could not. Pussy had again taken care of her like a wayward child that couldn’t fend for herself. A feeling of self-loathing washed over her. What kind of existence was this? Living your life a few precious moments at a time? The rest was nothingness… and suddenly Caprice found herself bathed in that feeling of nothingness… emptiness… hopelessness! She was nothing but a burden to Pussy… a young vibrant woman who craved adventure while Caprice was the shut in that couldn’t keep her eyes open long enough to get a damn driver’s license or even enjoy a two hour movie. Caprice had no desire to hold Pussy back… and even though she never complained… it was no way that it could be easy on her… perhaps it was better if Caprice just disappeared entirely. She turned and looked behind her at the suitcase laying under the bed. How simple it would be to pack up and leave… but how long would it be before she blacked out again and found herself wandering through the streets hours or even days later? Maybe she would even end up in some police station or perhaps even somewhere worse. No matter what happened… she knew that Pussy Galore would not give up looking until she found her. It broke her heart to think that Pussy cared for her so deeply and that her life would suddenly be put on hold because of some brain damaged shut-in. Caprice lowered her eyes as a tear drifted down the side of her soft cheek. For Caprice and Pussy… there was but one option that would ensure that neither of them were burdened anymore. Caprice turned slowly around toward the edge of the balcony and looked over… 12 stories down… it was the most logical choice. To end everything in one swift jump… on the way down there would be no turning back… and it would be over in the instant. Caprice’s temple throbbed and she swooned as she dropped the glass to the floor and it shattered with the force of a bomb inside her head. She steadied herself and grabbed the rail… more determined now. She steadied herself and climbed up as the pain in her head grew more intense. Caprice teetered on the brink of oblivion and soon it would all be over… for herself and Pussy as well. Caprice lurched as the pain in her head exploded and the feeling of falling enveloped her. She spread her arms wide as the wind rushed passed her. Caprice felt the impact… then nothing else… Caprice DeLioncourte was no more…




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