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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2019 6:08:20 GMT -6
Stardate 08302019
"Thundering" Terry Marshall, Space Lord, and the crew of the Starship Desolater are back onstage at Larimer Lounge in Denver, whose Yelp review has risen from 3.5 to 4 stars since they rocked out on stage the last time. Now, don't jump to conclusions, the Sports Entertainment Xpress isn't going to be pulling a Jericho/Fozzy and jumping between rock band and pro wrestlers every few months.
Tonight is special, a one time and last time performance. The War Queen Leah isn't with them either because they aren't teaming for Mile High Spectacular 2 or she is creeped out by Major Helmet... or both.
S.E.X and the Desolater Crew are playing a special set, entitled "Goodbye Colorado". The group has rocked the Lounge, of course they have played Thunderstruck, Piledriver, Balls to the Wall, Enter Sandman, all the classics, and of course their "No Holds Barred Song". The band is about ready to take the set home and ride off into the sunset.
Terry Marshall, stands front and center on the stage, addressing the crowd by saying, "Denver, you have become our home away from home. You have not only welcomed S.E.X, but you have let S.E.X run wild all over the whole city of Denver and the whole state of Colorado. AND, YOU HAVE ALL BECOME SEXAMANIACS!"
Crowd: S.E.X! S.E.X! S.E.X!Terry Marshall looks back at Space Lord rocking the drums and some Orange and Blue face paint for the Broncos, and the two B.F.F's (best friends forever) smile at each other. With a tear in his eyes Terry Marshall turns back to the Denver crowd and addresses them again.
"Brothers and Sisters...FAM! We...we wrote this song just for you.". Terry Marshall says while choking up a little.
"It was an early evening, fourteenth of May
When the Starship Desolater crashed on my lawn
And we really have enjoyed our stay
But MHW must be moving on
Like a king without a castle
Like a queen without a throne
We're Rocky Mountain lovers
But Daddy Mack said we must be moving on
Now I believe in what you say
SEXaMania is the undisputed truth
But we have to have things they call paychecks
To keep us in preworkout and whey
Like a stoner in Colorado
Like a OJ with a Twitter
Just the thought of those tag team titles
Sends a shiver through our veins
And we will go on shining
Shining like brand new
We'll never look behind us
Our troubles will be few
Goodbye Denver it's been nice
Hope you find your paradise
Tried to see your point of view
Hope your dreams will all come true
Goodbye Peyton, goodbye Elway
Will we ever meet again
Feel no sorrow, feel no shame
Come tomorrow, feel no pain
Sweet devotion (Goodbye, Peyton)
It's not for Mack(Goodbye, Elway)
Just give us merch sales (Will we ever)
To set me free (Meet again?)
In the land and the ocean (Feel no sorrow)
Far away (Feel no shame)
It's the life we've chosen (Come tomorrow)
Every day (Feel no pain)
So goodbye, Peyton (Goodbye Peyton)
Goodbye, Elway (Goodbye, Elway)
Will we ever (Will we ever)
Meet again? (Meet again?)
Now some are with it and some they aren't
And Zombie you just can't tell
And some they will party and some they won't
With Zombie it's just as well
They can laugh at our behaviour
And that'll never bother us
Say the devil is your saviour
But I don't pay no heed
And we will go on shining
Shining like brand new
We'll never look behind us
Our troubles will be few
Goodbye, Denver, it's been nice
Hope you find your paradise
Tried to see your point of view
Hope your dreams will all come true
Goodbye, Peyton, goodbye, Elway
Will we ever meet again?
Feel no sorrow, feel no shame
Come tomorrow, feel no pain
Sweet devotion (Goodbye, Peyton)
It's not for Mack (Goodbye, Elway)
Just cover our trans (Will we ever)
To set us free (Meet again?)
In the land and the ocean (Feel no sorrow)
Far away (Feel no shame)
It's the life we've chosen (Come tomorrow)
Every day (Feel no pain)
So now Mile High is leaving (Goodbye, Peyton)
Got to go (Goodbye, Elway)
Hit the road (Will we ever)
We'll say it once again (Meet again?)
Oh, yes, we're leaving (Feel so sorrow)
Got to go (Feel no shame)
Got to go (Come tomorrow)
We're sorry, we must dash (Feel no pain)
So goodbye, Peyton (Goodbye, Peyton)
Goodbye, Elway (Goodbye, Elway)
Will we ever (Will we ever)
Meet again? (Meet again?)
Oh, we're leaving
We've got to go
GOODNIGHT DENVER! S.E.X LOVES YOU, AND WE KNOW YOU LOVE S.E.X!Suddenly neon lights begin to flash on the stage and the aroma of SlimJims fills the air. "OOOOOOHHHHHHH YEEEEEAAAAAHHHH!!!" is heard from a deep and gravelly voice before the neon lights consume your TV screens.
Stardate: 09102019
"Thundering" Terry Marshall and Space Lord are jamming down the highway on there way back to Denver from Sturges, South Dakota where they had been going Hog Wild. Their "big surprise" for Mile High Spectacular Two was being delivered by the crew of the Starship Desolater, so who knows if he'll actually make it or not.
Sports Entertainment Xpress though, have been taking time to clear their heads, which shouldn't take long for Space Lord, since there isn't a lot going on in that head.
The two men have just passed through the Rocky Mountains and have decided to stop and quench their thirst, and since there were no juice bars around they stopped at the only watering hole around "Linda's". The two road worn warriors pull into the gravel parking lot which is littered with bikes already. I don't mean bicycles, I mean motorcycles, Harley Davidsons to be exact.
"Looks like bikers are welcome here Brother", Marshall says to Space Lord as they both get off their bikes. "Who doesn't love S.E.X though?" Space Lord responds with a grin. "Zombie is the only person I can think of, don't know what we did to tick her off." Marshall replies. "I dunno, her loss" Space Lord replies, while shrugging his shoulders.
The two partners walk through the doors of Linda's, and right into a world of leather clad Amazons. Not the online shopping website that is taking over the world, but Amazons as in giant women. "Brother, we're not in Kansas anymore", Terry Marshall says to Space Lord while giving him a side glance. "I know, we are in Colorado" Space Lord replies in a tone showing he clearly thinks Marshall is dumb and doesn't know geography.
A large woman with grey hair, a denom vest, and leather hat steps in front of Sports Entertainment Xpress. A backwoods cigar hangs from her mouth, and she chews on it as she looks Marshall and Space Lord up and down. "What are you two doing here?" she asks.
Space Lord steps up, not being intemidated and says "we are the Sports Entertainment Xpress, and we are thirsty". The woman steps closer to Space Lord, not intemidated herself, and says "Well, I'm Linda. BIG LINDA! And, this is my bar, and we're having a private party.".
Space Lord and Big Linda squint at each other and the tension rises. Terry Marshall places his hand on Space Lords shoulder and says "let's just go somewhere else brother". "Do these women not like S.E.X?" Space Lord asks Terry Marshall.
"I knew that was them, who else would be wearing a speedo and face paint?" A woman from the back says. This women take her place standing beside Big Linda. The woman wears a vest that says "women of mayhem, Colorado, president" on the front. "Linda, don't you know who these guys are? They are the Sports Entertainment Xpress, and they are fighting the Sheildmadions at Mile High Spectacular Two.".
Linda looks at her confused, and then looks at Space Lord and Terry Marshall. "Who the hell is Sports Entertainment Xpress, and what the hell is Mile High Spectacular Two?" She asks in her gruff voice. Linda was not a fan of professional wrestling. What? Does every bit part character have to be a fan of wrestling?
The woman tries to explain to Big Linda who Sports Entertainment Xpress is, what Mile High Spectacular Two is, and what Mile High Wrestling is. Linda just shrugs her shoulders and says "whatever, you're President now, it's your party" and walks back to the crowded bar. By this time several other people in the bar, have begun to notice Space Lord and Terry Marshall, I mean wouldn't you notice them?
"Allow me to introduce myself..." the woman says before being cut off by Space Lord. "Ah, yes. You must be Donald Trump" Space Lord says with a smile. Terry Marshall sighs and pinches his nose in disbelief. The woman laughs and says, "Wrong President. My names Blade, I'm National President of the Daughters of Anarchy Motorcycle Club. This is our party for the Colorado charter, but we are all big fans of S.E.X."
"Who doesn't love S.E.X?" Space Lord asks with a grin. "Uh. We're sorry, we didn't know this was a private party, we were just heading through town on our way to Denver and this is the first place we saw to stop." Marshall says. "AH, NA! IS THAT TERRY MARSHALL!?!" A loud blonde says before Blade can respond.
The blonde marches up like she is in a spaghetti western. "Holy crap, I've been a fan of yours since I was a little girl. I hope you knock the piss out of them two poser bimbos Sunday night.", she says. Blade introduces her, saying "this is Janet Jackson Teller, club Vice President.". "Or, Ms. Jackson if you're nasty", Ms. Jackson said. See, I called her Ms. Jackson, cause you're nasty.
Blade and Ms.Jackson walk Terry Marshall and Space Lord around introducing them to everyone, and to the surprise of Sports Entertainment Xpress, everyone is big fans of them and want them to beat the Sheildmadions. After making the rounds and meeting some very nice and some very scarey people, Marshall and Space Lord find themselves sitting at a table with Blade, Janet "Jax" Teller, the Sargent at Arms "Swedish" Helga Adell, and the Treasurer Suzanne "Summers" Jones. She was nicked named "Summers" because she looked like Suzanne Summers, and she brought Terry Marshall back to his childhood. Seriously, Suzanne Summers was amazing in her day, just look at Three's Company, the thigh master commercials, even Step by Step.
"Vi drar alla åt dig, vi kan inte tåla de Shieldmaidens. De är ett gäng fonéer." Swedish Helga says as she takes a drink from her Punch bowl drink, which also has Swedish Fish in it. Space Lord and Terry Marshall both look at each other trying to figure out what she just said, because they don't understand Swedish.
Blade notices there confusion, and says, "she said, We are all pulling for you, we can't stand the Shieldmaidens. They are a bunch of phonies.". "What do you mean?" Terry Marshall asks.
Ron Peaelman, no I mean Clay Morrow, oh wait I meant Bullet, errrr... I mean Blade, leans back in her chair taking a drink of her beer and then answers saying, "They are posers, playing dress up, watched one too many Kurt Sutter shows. No real MC considers them an MC, they are just a bunch of wannabes playing a Sons of Anarchy version of Dungons and Dragons.". Blade smirks and takes another drink while "Jax", Ms. Teller if ya Nasty continues, "plus there all lesbians, I mean that just sounds like they are playing out some fantasy to get attention from wrestling fans who live in their parents basement".
Space Lord replies with, "I could see that, probably do it to sell more merch to the internet trolls". Terry Marshall looks visibly uncomfortable, and says "guys um, maybe we shouldn't talk about this". Space Lord sits up and uses a very serious tone, "Terry, there are a disproportionate amount of lesbians in the Shieldmaidens. Only 4.5% of US adults identifies as LGBT, what are the odds everyone in the Sheildmadions is L or B?".
Terry Marshall shakes his head and says, "Brother we are moving too far in a heel direction with this promo. We gotta keep this babyface, and we gotta keep it PG. PG-13 at most, that's our core demographic.". "Why is everyone afraid to discuss sexuality on this planet?", Space Lord asks.
Terry does a facepalm, and says the only thing he can think of to get out of this conversation, "Brother, I think it's monologue time".
The Sports Entertainment Xpress find the way to the small stage of ths bar and everyone watches on, excited to see a live Sports Entertainment Xpress monologue. Well, everyone except Big Linda, she's cleaning behind the bar.
Monologue:
Space Lord: RAAAAWWWRRR! I, Sheildmadions. RAAAWWWWWRRRR! hmmmmm, have a question, mmmmm, to answer your questions, as to the levels that SPORTS Entertainment XPRESS will go to win at MIIIIILLLEEEE High Spectacular TWWWWWOOOO!
As you, Shieldmidennnnnssss , travel to MILE HIGH SPECTACULAR TWO by conventional means, the other Maidens you travel with experience malfunctions. As you realize ALL THAT IS LEFT is total self-destruction, do you BANDITO, do you Sandwhich Hamilton, show self pity? DO YOU, SHEIELDMAIDENS, try to reason why? Do you, Bandito, do you Sandwhich try and comfort the Maidens that have even more fear than you? Or, do you, BAN DITO, do you SAND HAMILTON, kick the doors out? Kick the cockpit door down? Take the two pilots that have already made the sacrifice so that you can face this challenge. Dispose of them, Shieldmaidens. Assume the controls, BANDIT AND HAMILTON. SHOVE THAT CONTROL INTO A NOSE DIVE, BANDITO! Push yourself to total self-destruction. AS YOU REALIZE, SANDWHICH, you are about to enter a world close to the Black Eye Galaxy.
AH, smell it SEXAMANIACS! DO YOU, SHIELDMAIDENS, look for a place to hide? Or do you, SHIELDMAIDENS, face that challenge? That may be more powerful THAN EVEN YOU ARE, SHEILDMADIONS! You, BANDITO, you, SANDWHICH, must self-destruct. So that you will know, Shieldmaidens, who is… the chosen team. FOR SHEILDMADIONS, we are not the chosen team that you speak of. We are not. We, Shieldmains are the only team.
RRRRAAAAAWWWWWRRRR!!!Space Lord begins pounding his chest with both fists, and snorting like a wild animal. Terry Marshall and the crowd look at him in stunned silence, not sure what to make of Space Lords ramblings. Marshall though, quickly snaps back to reality and grabs the crowds attention as Space Lord marches around behind him beating his chest and pumping his fists in the air.Terry Marshall: WELL YA KNOW DUDES, Mile High Spectacular Two is going to be the biggest wrestling event of the year and maybe one of the biggest wrestling events of all time. I didn't think it could get any bigger than when I slammed Pierre The Giant at Wrestlefest Three in front of ninty thousand people at the Pontiac Silver Dome, but Brother I'll tell you right now when Space Lord and I win those tag team titles in front of twenty one thousand people at the sold out Pepsi Center it is going to be even more sweet.
Sure, we've been on a role lately against the Maidens, and against everyone for that matter. We knocked off Bandit and Pyscho, and we beat the current tag team champions and their President, but Brother don't think for a second we are taking them lightly at Mile High Spectacular Two. We know that the Maidens will be hungrier than the last two times we have faced them, but you all are still the champs, you still get the championship bonus on your checks, so as the champs you are eating better.
Space Lord and I though, we are hungry too, and even more hungry than you. AND HUNGRY DOGS, THEY RUN FASTER BROTHER! They run faster, they hunt longer, and they hunt harder. Space Lord and I have been hunting, and we've been training harder, we've been training longer, and we are as hungry, as fast, and as JACKED AS THEY COME!
Space Lord marches back to the microphone stand he was at earlier. Terry Marshall stops speaking and looks at Space Lord, wondering what he might say next.Space Lord: Dark in the city night is a wire. Steam in the subway earth is afire. Do do do do do do do dodo dododo DODO! Shieldmaidens you want me to give you a sign, and catch my breathing even closer behind. Do do do do do do do dodo dododo DODO! In touch with the ground. Sports Entertainment Xpress is on the hunt down, and we're after you. Smell like we sound, we're lost in a crowd. WE'RE HUNGRY like the wolf. Straddle the line in discord and rhyme. We're on the hunt down, we're after you. Mouth is alive with juices like wine, and we're hungry like the wolf. Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo. YOU TWO SMELL LIKE DODO, and you wrestle like it too.
RRRRRAAAAAWWWWWRRRR!!!Space Lord again begins beating his chest and starts marching around, alternating between beating his chest and pumping his fists in the air. You'd think by now Terry Marshall would be used to this, but he is still amazed at how crazy Space Lord can be.Terry Marshall: As you can see Spacs Lord is jacked up and ready for Bandit and The Titaness. Well, brothers Terry Marshall is jacked up and ready too. The Sports Entertainment Xpress knows this is our biggest match so far in Mile High Wrestling. This is what we have worked for from day one as a team, to become the tag team champions. We know that those championships won't come easy, and we know that the Shieldmaidens won't go down without a fight. Well, Sisters, we are ready for that fight.
We've reviewed the study guide when we faced Bandit and Pyscho, and we figured out the answer. Just when we have all the answers though, they change the questions. So, the Sports Entertainment Xpress took a practice test when we got our study buddy War Queen Leah as a our lab partner and faced Bandit, Sam Hamilton, and Bullet. Well brother, just like Space Lords last drug test, we passed with flying colors. September fifteenth, Mile High Spectacular Two, that's the real deal though, that is the big test, and I can tell you right now we are going to ace that final exam.Space Lord grabs the microphone stand he was using previously and looks at Terry Marshall.Space Lord: I've got a school question for you all. What do you call paper that has graduated?Terry Marshall: Please, dear Lord, no. Don't say it.Space Lord: COLLEGE RULE!!!The crowd audibly groans, but Big Linda gives an audible chuckle, and sits down the glass she was cleaning and begins to watch from behind the bar. Apperantly, Big Linda liked Katrina's joke... well I guess someone had to like it Space Lord: One more. What did the buffalo say when he dropped his kid off at college?Terry Marshall: ...what?...Space Lord: BISON!!!
RAAAAWWWWWRRRR!!!Space Lord goes back to marching around, not knowing what exactly to do with his hands.Terry Marshall: Folks, don't take Space Lords actions as a sign he is taking this match lightly or that he isn't prepared. I can guarantee that both Space Lord, and myself, the Thundering One are laser focused on Mile High Spectacular Two and our match with the Maidens. We want those tag team championships so bad we can taste them brother. We started out in Mile High going Full Throttle, then we showed we are the real Foundation of the tag team divison. I ridded Mile High of the Finn Whelan problem with a single blow, and then we proved ourselves twice against the Sheildmadions. We are ready for greatness. We are ready to claim the greatest prize in tag team wrestling, and we are ready to do it at the greatest wrestling event this year, Mile High Spectacular Two.Space Lord: Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah. Yep, Space Lord is back on the microphone. Maybe his chest was getting sore from beating it.Ladies and gents, this is the moment you've waited for. WOAH! We've been training in the dark, our sweat soaking through the floor. WOAH! Buried in our bones there's an ache that you can't ignore. Taking our breath, stealing our minds. All that was real is left behind. Don't fight it Maidens, it's coming for you, running at ya. It's only this moment, don't care what comes after. Your fever dream, can't you see it getting closer. Just surrender, 'cause you feel the feeling taking over. It's fire, it's freedom, it's flooding open
It's a preacher in the pulpit and you'll find devotion. There's something breaking at the brick of every wall, it's holding all that you know. So tell me do you wanna go?
When it's covered in all the colored lights. Where the Sports Entertainment Xpress are running the night. Impossible comes true, when S.E.X defeats you. Oh, this will be the greatest show. We light it up, we won't come down, and ALL THE SHIELDMAIDENS, can't stop us now. Watching it come true, we're going over you. Mile High Spectacular Two, will be the greatest show.
WOAH! WOAH! WOAH!Big Linda jumps up on the bar and starts pounding her chest like Space Lord and shouts "WOAH! WOAH! WOAH!". It's safe to say, Big Linda is now a fan of S.E.X.Terry Marshall: I couldn't have said it better myself. Brother, we are about to roll into Denver and do what we do best, and that is put on a heck of a show and win. We are going to rock Colorado, we are going to rock Denver, we are going to rock the Pepsi center, and we are going to rock the Shieldmaidens.
We are leaving Denver as Mile High goes on tour, and we are leaving with the Mile High tag team championships. I know Bandit and Sam Hamilton aren't going to let those titles go without a fight, and Sisters we aren't going to lose that match without a hell of a fight. So, Bandit, Samantha Hamilton, you two get ready for the fight of your lives and get ready to be... THUNDER STRUCK!!!
Terry prepares to pose for the big finish of the monologue when Space Lord comes back grabbing the microphone. Everyone is excited to see what he will say next, because you never know what Space Lord will say.Space Lord: Out in the ring for a match that's two on two.Me and Terry versus Bandito and her girl Sandwich too. We're headed off to Pepsi Center. Cause we got the match of a lifetime. We come ready, we come ready to battle. We come ready to win and bring the championships home that day.
Big Bandito says we ain't bringin' home that W. "How you gon' win when the Maidens are standin' in front of you?"
I'll grab the hold and I"ll tag in Terry Marshall. Terry will catch the hold, fake left and go right. He'll drive through the ring and he'll throw the Maidens off the ropes.
You won't believe your eyes as SEXaMania will be runnin' so wild.
Catch the Maidens in mid-air and he'll throw those girls down. Nobody will believe it. Sandwich Hamilton will fall over on the ground. She'll start cryin', put her hands on her head. Then Big Bandit will look at me and Terrt Marshall, and she'll ask, "why is Sandwich cryin'?".
CAUSE SHE just got THUNDER STRUCK! I ain’t even lyin'. Yo, she just got Thunder Struck. Yep yep, she was standin' in our way. So Terry Marshall pulled his arms back and smacked her in the face.
Why is Bandit cryin'? Cuz she just got BIG BANGED! I ain’t even lyin'. Yo, she just got BIG BANGED! Yep yep, she is standin' in our way. So I'll step back and I'll run forward and BIG BANG her in the gut.
AAAAAHHHHH!!!
Why are the Shieldmaidens cryin? Cruz's Sports Entertainment Xpress, just beat them for the Mile High Wrestling tag team championships.Big Linda jumps on top of the bar and screams "AAAAHHHHH!", and is now a full fledged SEXaManiac. The Daughters of Anarchy begin chanting "SEX! SEX! SEX!" and once again the Sports Entertainment Xpress makes a crowd go wild.
I thought about doing the fin here, but I feel like this match, and this build deserves the ultimate 80's showdown treatment. That's right, a montage.
I thought about going Stallone and Rocky with this montage, but I thought that'd be to cliche. So, I went Ralph Macchio and Karate Kid.
Try to be best
‘Cause you're only a man
And a man's gotta learn to take it Try to believe
Though the going gets rough
That you gotta hang tough to make it
 History repeats itself
Try and you'll succeed
Never doubt that you're the one
And you can have your dreams! You're the best!
Around!
Nothing's gonna ever keep you down
You're the Best!
Around!
Nothing's gonna ever keep you down
You're the Best!
Around!
Nothing's gonna ever keep you down Fight ‘til the end
Cause your life will depend
On the strength that you have inside you Ah you gotta be proud
Starin' out in the cloud
When the odds in the game defy you Try your best to win them all
And one day time will tell
When you're the one that's standing there
You'll reach the final bell! You're the best!
Around!
Nothing's gonna ever keep you down
You're the Best!
Around!
Nothing's gonna ever keep you down
You're the Best!
Around!
Nothing's gonna ever keep you down
 You're the best!
Around!
Nothing's gonna ever keep you down
You're the Best!
Around!
Nothing's gonna ever keep you down
You're the Best!
Around!
Nothing's gonna ever keep you down
 Fight ‘til you drop
Never stop
Can't give up
Til you reach the top (FIGHT!)
You're the best in town (FIGHT!)
Listen to that sound
A little bit of all you got
Can never bring you down You're the best!
Around!
Nothing's gonna ever keep you down
You're the Best!
Around! ~Fin
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Post by Deleted on Sept 12, 2019 18:04:08 GMT -6
12th September, 2019
16:28 PM EST
Washington D.C.
Exact Location: Lio Walsh’s Residence
Status: Off-Camera It wasn’t yet the typical honeymoon in any form or fashion. But it did come in another form, one that Samantha Hamilton desperately needed. She was on a very direly needed vacation. Between her head being repeatedly abused from bastards like Darius to her arm getting wounded by Nina Stokes, her body had all but been screaming for time to properly heal. Thankfully, not only did The Titaness see her chance, but embraced it right after the triple threat between herself, Stephanie Matsuda, and Sabrina rolled around on Monday Night Brawl. Hotels were all well and good, but it was nice to be able to slow down and just relax. She and Aphrodite were both on top of her bed. Hazel eyes stared intently at her laptop as she replayed for what felt like the millionth time one of SEX’s many matches. They were good - she hadn’t simply praised them for the hell of it. No, they earned that recognition from her, and all she was finding were more reasons as to why the upcoming match in Mile High would easily be one of Sam’s toughest yet. Still, there’s gotta be something we can use against them. Hmmm. The six man tag match she had joined Bullet and Bandit in revealed what Sam had guessed correctly; when it came down to height, weight, and raw power? SEX had them beat, no doubt. But surely there had to be more than diversity she and Bandit could use. Sam glanced down at her phone, frowning slightly. She hadn’t exactly been contacting her sisters nearly as often. She had, however, given them a heads-up about this vacation, that she would be getting a reprieve, and how long said break would last. Somewhat unfortunately, this would have to come to an end, and that day would be when Mile High Spectacular 2 rolled around. Just then, an unexpected knock on the front door breaks the silence everyone had been enjoying. Lio was the first to move. Even though both Joseph and Sam were living here, this was - in the most technical sense of the word - his residence. Meaning it was under his name … though that would need to be altered soon enough. As such, he was used to answering the door and seeing someone for him over the other two. Also, Sam had politely requested not to be bothered unless an emergency came up. Which … might be the case; at least that was what the figure standing in front of his door implied. Even still, a smile crossed his face. Family was still family, and even though Sam had told Lio quite a few of the rockier stories and concerns with certain other members, he had nothing against the other Shieldmaidens. In fact, he was very grateful for them. ”Jackie, correct? Welcome. Please, do come in.” He kept the door open, gently closing it after Bandit walked inside. She turns to face him and extends a hand. “Hi, yes, I’m Jackie. How do you do, Sir?”Lio chuckled softly, moving his head from side to side. ”I appreciate the respectful title, but you definitely don’t need to be that formal with me. Just Lio will suffice. As for how I’ve been?”A visible grin appeared on his face. ”This is probably the best I’ve been in a considerable amount of time. Years, to be more precise. But … I don’t think that was the only thing you were here for, am I right in guessing that much? Did you need to talk with Sam?” Bandit nods almost apologetically. “Yeah, sorry about that, living in Mississippi and Louisiana kind of ingrain it after a while. This is probably going to be more about Bandit and Titaness than anything else.”Lio gives a quick but understanding nod. ”She has mentioned your upcoming match. I figured eventually you two would need to meet or at least talk to one another, so don’t worry about it. I’d be more concerned if you didn’t come on over before the fifteenth. She’s up this way.”As Lio’s voice and footfalls finally caught Sam’s ears, her head lifted. She slowly shifted positions, going from lying down on her stomach to sitting on the bed. When Bandit came into view, she laughed slightly. ”You’re not starting to read minds, are you? If you are … I don’t recommend jumping into mine. It’s either too busy or … something else.” ”The word she’s looking for is ‘perverted’.”Sam playfully rolled her eyes … but made no effort to deny Lio was wrong either. ”Anyway, I’ll let you two speak alone. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”” …. That’s my line,” Sam muttered, clicking her tongue as Lio eventually got out of sight and earshot. Aphrodite looked up curiously at Bandit for a few seconds before turning to look at the now paused video of the six man tag team match Sam had been in against SEX and “War Queen” Leah. ”For real though, I was actually gonna call you pretty quickly. So … what’s up? If you wanna sit and get comfy, you can.” Bandit grins. “And how are you, Sweetling?” ” … I asked you a question first. But fine, I’ll indulge. A lot less sore, particularly now that I’ve had time to avoid wrestling rings for a bit. Most irritating thing is my forehead, but …”Sam shrugs. ”Considering Darius did use a fucking barbed wire bat, it’s not that amazing. Fucker.” The last word was muttered in a low, bitter tone. It didn’t linger for long, however, as Sam dismissed that memory. For now, she had good things going in EWC and focusing on a negative person had already cost her once. Besides, she’d get back at the bastard … it was just a matter of when, not if. ”So round two; what’s up, partner? Maybe you’re decent with guessing games, but I really am not.” “We had the thing for Mona. Everybody but Fi came up. Her kids were sick so she stayed in New Orleans with the other kids and all. Salazar called right after we finished the ceremony with news we actually wanted to hear for once. He had a lead on the guy that shot Bruiser’s sister way back when she first came to the clubhouse.”A slight grimace replaced her smile. ”You do know I would have headed down for Mona, right?”A slight breath passed her lips as she nodded. ”Well … I’ll see about doing my own version of paying respects then.”The next sound Bandit heard was a scoff after Salazar’s name came up. ”That man’s much more of a nuisance than any source of hope, let alone good news. So what’d he want? I’m definitely not doing a second round for his friends unless it’s really fucking needed.” Thankfully, that wasn’t the case this time around. ”Allie …”The name clicked a few seconds later as Sam’s face went more stoic, nodding in acknowledgement. ”So … why would he care to tell us about something huge like that? Is it a person who’s pissing him off? I doubt it was out of generosity for Bruiser.” “He owed Ale after the shit she had to eat over the whole Skrabz calling her a rat thing. So he actually put in some effort and found one of them. As luck would have it, he was in a casino in Black Hawk, about an hour outside of Denver. Some Italian mook named Bianchi. So Ale had me go in without my kutte, so I’d just look like your average gambler. Zombie, Knox and Essie went in as themselves, so they’d look like it was just two bikers hazing a prospect. Angel had a few more outside in case shit went south. As it turns out, Mr. Bianchi has a thing for blackjack, Jack Daniel’s and watching hot blondes play slot machines….”She giggles slightly. “Ale joked he was practically gift wrapped for me. So I got him to flirt with me and then he took me outside to show me his ride. Angel and Tibs took him right in the parking lot and we went and met Ale, Bruiser and the Maguire Sisters at a special little cabin to have a little chat with him.” Childish; that had been Samantha’s view on the whole ‘rat’ issue. It just got so stupidly out of hand. Worse off, the damn thing was handled about as well as a high school student dealing with a rumor. Translation: Not at all well. Suffice to say, Sam was glad to hear Salazar finally manned up to Alex for something. Because last she’d been around him, it wouldn’t be for repeatedly calling her “Ale”. The Titaness would stay silent the whole while Bandit relayed what the others had done, only speaking up after she gathered her thoughts and voiced the curiosity which first jumped to her head. ”So since you took up the lead, is it fair to guess Becca wants to give anyone else associated with this Bianchi the same fate me and Widow gave Eulalio? Or is there something else completely different I’ve somehow missed?” “It was Ale’s call. She thought the casino setting suited me and that if Bruiser saw him first, we would get no information out of him. As it turned out, he wasn’t alone when he went after Allie. There were two others.”Sam nodded, her fingers lightly tapping against the sheets of her bed. ”One down, two to go? Is that more or less where we’re at with that mission then?”Her head tilted in curiosity. ”I know this next one technically doesn’t matter at this point, but do we know for sure why they were so adamant on going after Allie? I think I caught bits and pieces, but wanted to make damn sure. Especially if the motive is somehow associated with these culprits.” “She was buying drugs from them, got behind on paying for it even though she was supposedly even performing favors for them.”Yeah. That had basically been where Sam’s mind jumped to. Then again, this was Salazar. Almost everyone the bastard dealt with seemed to have drugs on them. In that regard, Eulalio had been a nice change of pace, even if he’d been just as irritating as Alex’s relative. Eulalio only had weapons; at least, that was all she and Widow had found. ”Assuming I’m not occupied by the time the next phase starts up, I’ll see what I can offer. Until then …”She nods to her laptop. ”You. Me. SEX … we need to figure something out. Have you even seen their promo yet, at that rate? We definitely need to remind them of some pretty fucking basic facts. They sound like they’ve sorta forgotten who we are … otherwise, they’d know telling us to give up and accept defeat is by far one of the dumbest things to utter to us.”Bandit nods in agreement. “Oh yeah, cause giving up is something we do even in the face of one of us being forcibly removed from the company… fucking….”She shakes her head in disbelief. “As much as they talk about respect and seem to act like they actually are to most people, they sure as shit don’t seem to be when it comes to us much at all.”Sam smirks as she looks up into Bandit’s eyes. ”Save some of that fire and energy for when we’re actually being recorded. Don’t use it all up. Also, you definitely don’t have to convince me of all people how dumb they were. So …”Her hands clap together as Samantha’s grin widens more. ”Guess it’s time we talk to - and about - SEX.”
12th September, 2019
18:01 PM EST
Washington D.C.
Exact Location: Lio Walsh’s Residence (Sam’s Room)
Status: On-Camera Sam and Jackie are laying beside one another atop a bed. They’re both wearing the exact same lingerie outfits that can be seen on the Mile High Spectacular 2 card. The two blondes are staring at one another … almost … lovingly? A few moments later, a certain set of very familiar lyrics can be heard perfectly in the background. The volume’s not too loud, but more than audible enough that anyone watching the promo can hear the following words. ♫ Let's talk about sex, baby
Let's talk about you and me
Let's talk about all the good things
And the bad things that may be
Let's talk about sex …” ♫ Bandit and Sam lean forward … closer … even closer …. And right before their lips touch one another, they stop, look right at the camera, and react appropriately. Bandit scowls while Sam snickers. “They really expected us to do that, didn’t they?” Sam continues to chortle softly, seeming to have found the agreed-upon trick more amusing than it ended up being. She finally regains her composure and nods knowingly, clearing her throat. ”Someone definitely did. My money’s more on Katrina. I mean, she did try to slut shame me. Look at all the good that did her before going into our street fight … dumb bitch.”Sam’s eyes roll as her own expression becomes more stern. ”For real, though, we do need to talk about SEX. The group for sure, not necessarily the act in question. So … why? Why in the seven or nine hells did you seriously say we should give up? Insist we should expect history to repeat?”Her head slowly shakes in disbelief. ”History repeats when one allows that to do so. And while it is true you’ve gotten wins against the Shieldmaidens, it wasn’t something we just permitted. You earned it. But now, you’re making what could easily be viewed as the most basic and stupidest insult to hurl over to any wrestler, and I …”She looks at Jackie. ”We, rather, we’re both just ….”“I’m stunned to be honest. For all you guys usually give out in respect, calling everybody brothers and sisters and talking about hanging and banging and that whole lifting camaraderie, where is it when it comes to us?”She glances to Sam and then back to the camera. “I mean, if history repeats itself, then you’re about to be on the wrong end of it, because the last time we lost to a team, we didn’t lose the rematch! In fact, we smacked the Brix City Bitch Squad so hard when the rules were fair and square that Skrabz bitched out on them. You really want that to be you? Because that’s what you want if you want OUR history to repeat itself in Mile High!" The Titaness shifts her gaze, looking back towards the camera. A reminiscent smile appears as Bandit brings up Skrabz’s former partners and snickers lightly again. ”I still liked Bitch Cunt Boys better, but whatever. They’re exactly as Jackie said. Gone … and mostly forgotten. But perhaps worse than that, not only could they not beat us without using their redo card, they were the same as you guys. Taller, heavier, much physically stronger. And yet…”Sam’s head moves from side to side. ”None of that helped them out.”Sam then proceeds to lift up her right index finger. ”Also, and I’ll try to give you guys the benefit of the doubt, but in case you haven’t heard the news? This isn’t honestly going to be as much of a lose-lose situation for us as you may be thinking. I get to go against Skrabz and Azurine Vebbins for a huge title shot while Jackie goes against …”Her eyebrow briefly raises. ”Chris Mosh and Tyke Index, right?”Bandit nods. ”The point is this; even if you do manage to defeat us yet again, we are going to have chances to make up for that loss very quickly. And you damn well better believe we won’t waste those opportunities.” Bandit shrugs almost playfully now. “I’d have used your BCB, but I heard Bruiser isn’t a fan of the C word after that Italian guy so I was trying to avoid it… but it does still just…”She wags her hand in front of her as if water cresting like a wave over and over again. “Flow… doesn’t it?”Sam visibly cringes, looking legitimately guilty upon hearing Becca’s dislike for that specific curse word. ”Crap. Noted for next time then. Sorry in advanced, Bruiser!”Her head nods in agreement about the flow. ”Back to SEX though … we’ve done nothing but accept all challenges. Not gonna try to sugarcoat that, yes, me and Jackie did get … kinda ‘ugh’ with all the multiple chances Mosh and Ripley had against us. But … we still went in the ring and faced them. Likewise, we’ve walked in with the exact same attitude since Mile High reopened; very eager, willing, and able to go against any team. Including Double Team Ihari, who is all but nipping at your guys’ heels in case you get these straps.
“Whoever’s put against us, we definitely never insisted they should give up or any crap like that. So … why us?”Sam shrugs. ”In the end, it really kinda doesn’t matter to some degrees, but I’m as shocked as Bandit. And hurt, if I wanted to be even more sincere. If I quit from the first loss I ever suffered? A lot wouldn’t be happening in my life, and it extends to way more than simply not being a Shieldmaiden. If we used those words and phrases against you two, especially given Terry in particular looks like he’s getting close to a retiring age … neither of you would appreciate that. I doubt my guess is wrong, anyway.” “I think Space Lord is actually older but he’s weird enough that could just be bullshit brought on my steroids, cocaine and PCP use, but like you said, if quit was a thing for me, I would have quit when my sperm donor decided my mother, my sister and I were not worth his time anymore and I had to move from Nova Scotia to Mississippi. If quit were a thing for me, I would have done it when I overdosed in Las Vegas last year and almost got thrown out of the Maidens before I was even officially patched in! If quit were a thing for me, I would have done it when RJ got fired, took Widow and Fianna with her and I lose my first share of our championships in the most bullshit fashion ever… and yet…”She shrugs firmly. “Here I am, I didn’t let my donor stop me, I didn’t let drugs stop me and I didn’t even let this company stop me so why would I start letting something do that to me now?”A few times, it almost looks like Samantha may stop Bandit while she continues to list all of her ‘quitting’ moments. Instead, she remains quiet, smirking at the camera. Only after she’s done does The Titaness speak up. ”Yeah, no. Sorry, not really, but … well … you did choose pretty poor words. And that’s being generous when I say ‘poor’. There’s literally just about only one true way either of us would even quit as far as a fight goes, and that’d be in an “I Quit” match. But even then?”Sam’s head moves from side to side. ”Very, very, very few people have beaten me by making me tap out. You two have seen first hand what we both can do. Have we gone down? Yes. But not because we laid down on the mat and wove an invisible white flag. Just because you did get the best of us; nothing more, but certainly nothing less. So maybe our last few performances against you haven’t been as amazing or great as they could be … that’s probably true.”Samantha looks briefly at Bandit before glancing over to the lens once more. ”That changes come Sunday. We fully intend coming in with more than just our ring gear. War paint, SS game attitude, and anything else I’ve forgotten. It’s all accompanying us inside, like it or not.”“Let’s talk about S.E.X…. let’s talk about you and me… all the good things and the bad things that will be…. and then… let’s start a riot!”Both Sam and Jackie reach down, grab their respective Tag Team Titles, and lift them high up into the air. The feed cuts out after lingering on them keeping their straps held proudly.
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