Shimmerlace Snuggleblossom

by Fieuline Sat Jun 25, 2022 2:24 am

Core Character Concept

Spurious, defamatory rumors abound about the background of one Shimmerlace Snuggleblossom. They claim that her name is not Shimmerlace at all but Charlotte Lavigne, and that she spent her childhood and young adult years in France, especially Marseilles, where she was born. Moved by motives foul, these liars try to convince Shimmer's fans that her Irish cadence is phony dreck, an almost insulting parody she picked up at some half-rate accent program offered through the professional wrestling school which now must be ashamed to call her a graduate. What's worse is Shimmerlace herself — ever given to irony — will be the first to "confirm" this gossip.

But the Tea Set Coterie, as Shimmer's supporters have styled themselves, know that her accent is not Irish but fey, and that she is a rare fairy of the Seelie Court who chooses to live among mortal-kind. Of course, she will never admit to her fey origins—that would break the spell and send her reeling back to the tea party across the Hedge. Instead she masquerades as a human who delights in teasing and pranking her fellow wrestlers at the AFW. From the top or the bottom, win or lose, the Teatime Maître brings a Cheshire grin to all her matches.

Features of the Mortal Mask

Sex: Female
Age: 30
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Pink
Height: 6’1”
Weight: 145
Nationality: She's a French girl, who learned English from an elderly Irish gentleman, and then went on to take courses at her wrestling school in English accents. Reading her can be difficult.
Entrance music: Jefferson Airplanes Remix

Background

Laptop of one Charlotte Lavigne, C4-78-A8-AF-6F-EB, filepath ‘charlavigne@shimmertop:~/Documents/personal/diary/2022-19-06.odt’

—So today the wain we call Charlotte learned that “Well, actually sir I'm living in Japan so I can join the AFW wrestling promotion!!” goes over with curious old geezers on the Shinkansen like guro at a lolita con. Morals cut and scars learned.

—Slag me all you want, Shimmer, but it's your fault as much as mine we weren't prepared for that line of questioning. You and me, we got an imperative to get our stories straight. For the heckler, the fan, AND the outsider.

—I'll start. I was the most boring girl in Marseilles. Do you understand? Gray, top to bottom, in the nation of love. Aside from the weird language quirks that come from learning English from a retired Irish Punk rocker (thank God for some grace), I was straitlaced as they come. I love my parents something fierce, but fuck sake, they’re actuaries. That’s what you become when "accountant" sounds too exciting, you know, so of course it rubbed off on me, and I grew up to be a fuckin' flight attendant. That's a way to use bilingualism, ey? Didn't bother me much 'til Madeleine up and broke my heart, though. Can you fancy it? Your hole of three years, this girl you've been riding five times a week, just out and says, "fuck but you're a dull cunt" and this whole load about doing something with my life. Anyway, I'd say fuck that cunt...Aye, FUCK that cunt up her tight arse...But you know, that only handles the pain so far when you see she's right, right? So I wanted, like, color. Not just around me but inside me, you know, like folks like Maddie'd see it on me? Or more like I'D see it on me. In the mirror. So that's why I up and on a lark at the age of 28 signed myself down for that amateur's wrestling school.

—Kinda pathetic when you put it like that

—Nice thing about being a wrestler is when you feel "pathetic," you can just lower your arse on some girl's face and sit there a while. Aye, I had loads of fun honing my skills before the AFW picked me up.

—Uh huh. Right. Well as for me, I was conceived in the heart of the Feywild...well, less the heart, and more a sort of blown-to-bits portion of it roundbouts the Hedge where a rabbit happened to be riding a butterfly. Don't know quite how that produced me, but you know, mysteries being the sweet marrow of life and whatnot, I don't question it. Anyway, so the Lord of the Seelie Court took a liking to me on account of my winning personality and all, so on my birthday he took me mortalside to see a AFW event. "AYE THOU WILT FANCY THIS SHIMMER," says he in that deep, realm-shattering voice of his, "YE SEE DEAR CHILD, I NOTICE YE HAVE A VIOLENT SEX STREAK TO THEE, AND TO VIEW YE THESE DAMSELS WILL SURE FILL YOU WITH THE MARROW OF LIFE." Well JAYSIS CHRIST I'd say he's right. I took a fancy to those damsels pretty quick, a bit more than he bargained I think. And you know me, ain't never enough to watch. I gotta TOUCH my toys, get the SENSES engaged, right?

—So I begged him and needled him and wept at him 'til his courtroom was filled with the soapy pink bubbles of my tear ducts. And finally he capitulated. Seems there's some wizard folks or something, right, in management at AFW, and they're on sorta OK terms with the Seelie Court, and he said he'd vouch for me, and I said I'd behave, and they said, fine, come in and wrestle for us. I tell you, I coulda POPPED. Popped right there and died dead, I was so happy. But of course I do have to keep my secret. I have this "Charlotte" mask I have to keep, 'cause if anyone REALLY thought I was me, I'd get yoinked right back to the hedge with a terrible punishment awaiting me bum.

—Mmm. And that's what we tell the marks spreading our gimmick.

—Nooo. No you daft cunt. That's what we tell our retainers, who recruit teatime cultists for us so we can grow our Glamour. It's a delicate balancing act, keeping that cult and the secret at once, but it's what we got to do if we're to serve the Court in this realm.

—Right. So those're are stories. Fine. And what do we tell the old men on trains?

—Fuck, that we teach English or French or some shite and plan to leave in a year, obviously.

—Agreed. Right, I'll ship this off to our handler then, hopefully he'll approve it. Night Shimmerlace, sleep tight. See you in the ring.

Fighting Style and Preferred Matches

Shimmerlace Snuggleblossom Shimmerlace-fighting-style

Physical Statistics
Endurance:★★★★★
Strength:★★
Speed:★★
Defense:★★
Technique:★★★★

Wrestling Statistics
Strikes: ★★
Submissions: ★★★★
Powerhouse: ★
Aerial: ★
Counters: ★★★★

Preferred Matches:
The core of Shimmerlace's life philosophy is to embrace every experience: No matter who you're fighting or how, enjoy every second and match your mind and spirit to the vibe of the event. That said, if Shimmer were able to book herself, she'd be in a lot of...
◐ Hentai matches
◐ Wrestling matches that allow her to get creative. This might mean toys (especially unusual toys) are involved, or that the win-condition is something unique.
◐ Matches with some stakes. POW matches give her the opportunity to take her teasing out of the ring and into some poor girl's apartment—or perhaps to place herself under some cruel mistress's heel. Either way is a major win.
◐ Matches with bondage. Shimmer loves handcuffs, rope, and collars.

Appearance

Basic Attire:

Dressed for a tea party:

Hentai Attire:

Beach Attire:

Having Lost a Bet:

Having Won a Bet:

On a Date:

Noticing That You Have Something On Your Face Right There:

Personality

// For the most part, I've tried to make Shimmer's personality apparent throughout. However, I've included some excerpts from scenes in Shimmer's career to give people a sense of what a match with her might be like.

Shimmer from the Bottom:

Shimmer from the Top:

AFW Record

Matches:
[debut 2022-06-27] Scalliwag Meets Rabbit Lord: Edward Sealgair vs Shimmerlace Snuggleblossom

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by **killcarrion** Sat Jun 25, 2022 3:25 am

Approved, you may RP as you wish.

Shimmerlace Snuggleblossom