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Eight Person Tag Match Jun 28, 2021 14:42:38 GMT -6 via mobile

Post by Admin on Jun 28, 2021 14:42:38 GMT -6

Eight Person Tag Team Match
El Diablo Blanco, "Mad Dog" Mark Wright, and The Cross vs Alex "Bullet" Carbajal, "Psycho" Saoirse Maguire, and The Wild Hunt

Roleplay Limit:
El D: ONE
Mad Dog: ONE
The Cross: ONE
Bullet: ONE
Psycho: ONE
Wild Hunt: ONE
Roleplay Deadline: Saturday, July 10, 2021 @ 7PM Central

maddog
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MHW ThrowDown Champion

Posts: 20

Eight Person Tag Match Jul 1, 2021 11:49:03 GMT -6

Post by maddog on Jul 1, 2021 11:49:03 GMT -6

THAT DAMN C*NT, I’M GOING TO SUE HER FOR EVERYTHING SHE IS WORTH!

Magness Arena
Denver, CO
6/27/21 – On Camera

Mad Dog and Sunny sit across from each other in the trainer’s room of the Magness Arena. Mad Dog is being stitched up while Sunny is going through concussion protocol while holding an icebag on his head. Sunny is beside himself, throwing a temper tantrum while Mad Dog says nothing and gets stitched up.

This is preposterous. I’m going to sue her, and take every last dime she has. I’ll have her motorcycles melted down. I’m going to sue all the Sheildc*nts and I’ll take their garage, their jailhouse tattoo shop, and their skank-infested strip club. They’ll be working for me as strippers and mechanics when my lawyers are done with them. I’ve got half a mind to sue Mile High too, they should have had adequate security to keep those insane c*nts away from us, AND FOR NOT HIRING REFEREES WHO KNOW HOW TO ENFORCE THE RULES!

I’LL OWN THIS F**KING PLACE THANKS TO THOSE C*NTS!

Sunny, stop using that word.

No, f**k those c*nts. Their bodies should be boiled in oil and their fat used for soap.

Sunny, I got a daughter, don’t use that word again.

DAMN IT, WHY THE F**K AREN’T YOU MAD!?!

Mad Dog wipes his face off with a towel, but the blood that covers it is dry and will require some soap and scrubbing to remove. Mad Dog throws the towel onto the table where he was just getting stitched up. Mad Dog’s face is different than what people in MHW have come to be accustomed to. Gone are his smile and goofy demeanor, and now it is a stern and serious face. Mad Dog takes a slow and deep breath.

Sunny, I’m pissed, but I ain’t gonna be swearing like a sailor at the top of my lungs. I ain’t gonna throw a hissy fit and kick and scream like a baby.

Well, then what the hell are you going to do about it.

Mad Dogs gives Sunny a look that can only be described as a thousand-yard stare.

I’m gonna f**k her up.

Yeager Airport
Charleston, WV
6/29/21 – Off Camera

An angry and nervous Heather Wright paces outside of the airport, wishing she smoked and that she had gone to Denver with her husband. She crosses her arms and squeezes her biceps tightly to ease her nerves as she paces. Every time she hears the automatic doors open her heart skips a beat as she looks for her husband. Finally, her wish is granted as she hears the doors open and a small crowd of people exiting, and in the back is her husband, “Mad Dog” Mark Wright.

Heather runs to her husband, and upon seeing her Mad Dog drops his bag and meets her with open arms. The couple embraces in a hug which isn’t unusual, but this time Heather hugs a little tighter and a little longer. As the hug ends she reaches up and pulls Mad Dog’s hat off with one hand and uses the other hand to pull Mad Dog’s head down and looks at the stitches on his head.

“That f**ken b*tch” she says as she hands Mad Dog his hat and releases her hold on his neck. Mad Dog is shocked, as his wife never uses that type of language. He looks at her and her face is as red as her hair, he just doesn’t know if it is from anger or embarrassment. She shakes her head and says, “Lord forgive me for that language”. Mad Dog can’t help but laugh, and as she looks at his goofy grin Heather can’t help but smile.

What are you laughing at?

Can’t help but laugh when such a pretty mouth says such ugly words.

Shut up, Mark. I’m serious, if I had been there, I’d have knocked that…

Heather has to bite her tongue to keep from cursing again. She might be a Sunday school teacher, but she has a past like so many of us do. She shakes her head and looks down. Her face is to the floor for only a moment before Marks’s hand is under her chin and lifting her head up. He never lets her hang her in head in disappointment or shame.

Baby, I’m fine, really. The Doc cleared me, said no concussion, and just a few stitches. Besides, ain’t like I ain’t never had a bump on this old noggin before.

She smiles at Mark and pulls his head down again and examines the stitches. She slowly and gently rubs his head. She leans in and kisses his forehead.

I swear that girl is lucky I wasn’t there. I’d be in jail right now.

Get um killer

She gives Mad Dog an angry look as he gives her a goofy smile.

“You know darn right”, she says before punching Mad Dog in the chest. Mad Dog grabs his chest and starts staggering around like he has been shot and saying, “OH LORD! AH, THIS IS THE BIG ONE!”.

Shut up and get in the car, you idiot.

Mad Dog stops his antics and looks at his wife who is smiling at him.

I love you, baby.

I love you too.

Mad Dog’s House
Big Ugly, WV
7/4/21 – On Camera

The scene opens with the American flag waving in the stary night sky. A spotlight shines from below illuminating the flag, as is proper flag edict. A firework shoots high above the flag and burst and fizzles down in strands of sparkling gold. The shot pans down and moves to the left where a group of young kids run with sparklers in their hands and laughing. Siting past them in the distance is a group of adults and included in them is “Mad Dog” Mark Wright as he stares up at the sky watching fireworks exploding high in the sky.

Yeah, walkin' on the fightin' side of me
Runnin' down the way of life
Our fightin' men have fought and died to keep
If you don't love it, leave it
Let this song I'm singin' be a warnin'
When you're runnin' down my country, man
You're walkin' on the fightin' side of me

Everyone is having a great time watching the fireworks, except for one man who stands away from the crowd. In the shadows near the side of Mad Dogs' house is Sunny Jim, who paces around on his cellphone. Even on Independence Day he is working and all about business. Sunny shouts something into his phone before hanging up and shoving it into the pocket of his light blue Seersucker pants. Sunny crosses his arms and shakes his head, but shakes it too hard and stops to hold his neck which is covered with a foam neck brace.

Do you see the state of me? What has been done to be by that foul creature Saoirse Maguire, will not stand. Saoirse is going to be beaten in both the wrestling ring and the courtroom. I was just on the phone with my lawyer, the reputable and daunting shark of the courtroom Stephen P. New. Mr. New is an avid wrestling fan and was watching Throw Down when that hideous monster, emphasis on the hideous, attacked me unprovoked. Saoirse, I am going to take you for everything you are worth… which by the looks of you and your record recently… isn’t much. You’re going to be working the rest of your life just to pay me for all the pain and suffering you caused me and, my lawyer is going to make sure the judge awards me the maximum.

I’m not only coming after you Saoirse, but I’m coming after your entire club as well. The other Maidens stood by and watched you assault me, which makes them accessories to the crime and also negligible. When my lawyer is done with the Shieldmaidens they will be financially destitute and I’ll own all their rebuilt crappy motorbikes.

I think I’ll have them all scrapped and melted down and I’ll use those melted down bits to have a new Throw Down championship forged for Mad Dog. Oh, I can see it now. All those Maidens huddled up and weeping as their rebuilt junkers are crushed. Then you will realize you messed with the wrong motherf**ker. Mad Dog will cripple you physically, and I’ll cripple you financially.

Hahaha…ooooh,

Sunny starts laughing but then stops and holds his neck in pain. Sunny’s face twists in agony and then slowly fades to anger.

I can’t wait until the eleventh and then the twenty-fifth. On the eleventh, I’ll see Mad Dog. El Diablo Blanco and The Cross run through the four members of the Maidens. The so-called President, and here three little goons. You girls can’t even ride in a proper formation and you are supposed to get along as a team, please. Your lives revolve around drama, and your teamwork will break faster than one of your second-hand motor scooters.

Saoirse, I’m going to start with you, because I hate you the most. Let me give you a piece of advice when you are going to focus your precious and valuable TV time on replying to what I said, make sure you at least get what I said right. First off, I never mentioned your kid, I talked about how you Maidens are all playing Mommy to Kara Carter’s niece, this would be the twenty-seven women and the baby comment I made you are referring to. So, unless you and Bruiser count as twenty-seven people you are off base and wrong, but no one ever accused you of being smart.

Yeah, I called your wife a loser, but I never mentioned Jess. But since you want to bring him into the conversation, let me just say to Jess, I’m sorry. That’s right, I want to say I’m sorry.

Sunny’s face goes from angry to one of empathy and a bit of sadness. Sunny pulls his wire-frame glasses off and dabs his misty eyes with his American flag tie. Sunny puts his glasses back on and shakes his head from side to side, which comes from moving his shoulders since his neck is in the brace.

Jess… I’m sorry that your parents are losers and morons. I’m sorry that my lawyer is going to drag your mommy over the coals and leave her financially destitute for the rest of her life. I’m sorry that Mad Dog is going to cripple her inside a steel cage. I’m sorry you have to grow up without a father, because as hard as Bruiser or Saoirse try, they will never be proper father figures, and simply won’t be able to raise a man.

Oh, am I being too mean? Well, just know these thoughts are my own and don’t represent the thoughts or beliefs of my clients. See, we are celebrating Independence Day today, and all the glorious freedoms that come along with it. Chief among them would be the freedom of speech. I don’t tell Mark what he can or cannot say, and he doesn’t tell me what I can and cannot say. You see, Mark is a good guy, and that is his biggest downfall, but you have pissed him off and now you are going to see his dark side.

A side you will get a preview of on the eleventh, and a side you will feel the full wrath of the twenty-fifth. All you Maidens love to drone on and on and one about how your respect your opponents and look forward to a good match, well all four of you can shove that right up your asses. I am looking forward to seeing you all get your just dessert, for what you did to me, not just in the ring but also in court.

Wild Hunt were basically gifted the tag team titles by the Purge… what a bunch of stupid names. And Bullet hasn’t been relevant since the first season of Mile High. Wild Hunt will soon have those titles relieved from them by The Cross, while Bullet will continue to wallow in mediocrity and live off of the name, she made for herself during season one.

I know you all hate me, and you are all probably seething right now, just chomping at the bit to retort to me since you always need your opponent’s words to inspire you for your own air time, but I ask that you do me one favor. When you use your time to not hype yourself but to simply reply to me, please speak English and I mean proper English when you do so, that way I can understand what you are all saying.

HEY, SUNNY!

Mad Dog slightly staggers and somewhat walks toward Sunny from the group. As Mad Dog sways back and forth he places a Black & Mild into his mouth and lights it. Sunny smiles as Mad Dog gets closer, seeing what is in Mad Dogs' hand, a Mason jar filled with a golden brown liquid and two cinnamon sticks.

Hey Sunny, we about to open this jar, and I know Apple Pie is your favorite.

Ah, Mark, you are too kind.

Mad Dog chuckles as he exhales smoke from his nose and twists the cap off of the pint jar and hands it to Sunny. Mad Dog adjusts his baseball cap, and grimaces a bit as the brim of the hat hits his stitches and the knot that accompanies them. Mad Dog pulls his hat off and gently rubs his head and stitches and his jovial look hardens.

Don’t worry Mark, you’ll make her pay next week, and soon enough my lawyer will make her pay even more.

Mad Dog pulls his hat back down and pulls the Black & Mild from his mouth before slowly exhaling.

Man Sunny, you pissed old Saoirse off and she took her best shot at killen us. The thing is, I’m still here, and instead of taking me out, all she did was piss me off. She done gone and made this Mad Dog a pissed-off rabid ass mutt. Ya hit me with that famous big old kick of yours, but it didn’t take me out, cause while I might be a dog, I ain’t a bitch. You kicked me upside the head and I just kept fighting. You smack me over the head with your b.o.b.

Bob?

Battery operated boyfriend, she smacked me over the head with it and Old Mad Dog is still standing, and still the champ. All Saoirse did is make things a lot worse for her, and come Mile High Spectacular, she is gonna be locked in the cage with this rabid dog who will gnaw her to the damn bone.

Right now, though, we about to engage in some gang warfare. El Presidente and the Tag Team champs will be rolling into war with Saoirse, but old Mad Dog will be running with a pack of his own. One of um, is my personal favorite wrestler in Mile High, El Diablo Loco. Old Mad Dog and old EL D got a lot in common baby, we both love our family, we both love a nice cold beverage, we both love us some Taco Bell, and we both are considered the bright new stars of Mile High, and we both are going to beat us some Maidens at Mile High Spectacular Three.

Some of y’all might think there could be some tension with old El D and me over who the future of Mile High, but old boy is sitting over there crushing a hotdog and watching some fireworks right now. His little Diabliots have been running around chunken water balloons with my pups, and I think the old ladies done planning a shopping spree to send us both to the poor house. So, na, old El D and I got no beef between us, and if the time ever comes that we face-off, best know it’ll be for that Ultimate championship, and may the best man win.

Mad Dog takes a drag from his Black and Sunny hands him the pint of apple pie. Mad Dog takes a swallow and shakes his lips like a dog who just lapped up some water.

The Cross, I got respect for um and I’m willing to bet dollars to Krispy Kreme donuts they are going to win them tag team titles at Mile High Spectacular. I may not know them a whole helluva lot, but I watched them roll on Q Files.

Well, ya know, watched it on DVR after I got my dern head stitched up. This brings me back around to ya Maidens. Ya let your girl get outta control, but I can’t blame ya for her actions, it’s like blamen the gun for the actions of the shooter. Or, ya know, blamen the Mad Dog for what Sunny says.

Mad Dog side-eyes Sunny and smirks. Sunny rolls his eyes and takes a drink from the Mason jar. Sunny starts to cough and holds the jar out. Mad Dog laughs and takes it from Sunny’s hand before taking another swallow himself.

Alex, Kara, Brandi, I don’t hold y’all responsible for what Saoirse did, that’d just be dumb. And if old Saoirse wants to get pissy about what Sunny said and take it out on me, well I’m your Huckleberry. And Saoirse… you just a dingle-berry.

Mad Dog gives a big goofy grin, and Sunny begins laughing through his coughing,

Did you just call her a dingle-berry?

Mad Dog can’t keep a straight face and starts laughing as well. After a moment of laughter, Mad Dog shakes his head and takes another swallow of the apple pie shine.

Na, seriously though Saoirse, you done messed up girl, and I’m gonna kick ya ass up between ya shoulder blades. I been playing nice all along, but come Throw Down when ya find yaself standing in the ring with me, just know I’m going straight for the neck. You get stuck in the ring with me too long and your ass won’t even make it the Mile High Spectacular.

I know ya girls gonna have ya back, and I got no problem with that, shoot I respect protecting the ones ya call family. Just know, that I call Sunny family. Sunny worked for my grandpappy as a kid, then he worked with my pappy, and now he’s helping me out. He says what he feels and he doesn’t mince words, he doesn’t pretend to be all respectful, he just tells it like it is. You may not like what he says, but at least he is honest and doesn’t say he respects someone while plotten on um behind their back. This honesty might get Sunny on people’s fighten side, but his honesty is what I respect about him because he isn’t just honest with his words, he’s honest with his actions.

Saoirse, you done got on my fighting side. Round one you earned my respect, and round two you lost it. Like old George Dubya said, fool me once, shame on you, fool twice… fool me don’t fool me again. Ya done shown your true colors like a pandering politician, and now it’s time to pay up, and you may not pay in full at Throw Down, but come the spectacular old Mad Dog is gonna be like Eric B and Rakim, paid in full.

I know just like I got Sunny’s back, ya Maiden sisters got your back. I know I’m gonna have to stomp through the whole Ya-Ya Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants to get to ya ass, but sista you done pissed me off so bad I’d walk through hell in gasoline underwear to get a piece of you.

Na, forget that. I don’t want a piece, I want the whole darn thing.

So bring ya, girls, to rumble at Throw Down, and they’ll just be delaying the uneatable.

That’s inevitable.

Huh?

Delaying the inevitable, not the uneatable.

Mad Dog smirks, adjust his hat, and takes another swallow.

Look, to quote the late great Colonel Sanders, I’m too drunk to taste this chicken.

Mad Dog starts laughing and takes another swallow.

Saoirse, ya know how this is gonna go, and that is one of two ways. All ya Maidens are either gonna learn to go the Wright Way, or all four of ya are gonna Go Mad.

AHHHH ROOF! ROOF! ROOF!

The shot pans up to more fireworks bursting in the sky with the red, white, and blue flying in the background and slowly fades out as the sweet sounds of Merle Haggard plays softly in the background.

Psycho
MHW Superstar

Posts: 32

Eight Person Tag Match Jul 8, 2021 13:31:28 GMT -6 Admin likes this

Post by Psycho on Jul 8, 2021 13:31:28 GMT -6

Off-Camera

Monday, July 5, 2021
Outside Pavilion
Shieldmaiden/Chrome Dragon Clubhouses
New Orleans, Louisiana
10:52 AM CDT

It was always a nice time when you enjoy the outdoor pavilion on the property. Built to make the place feel more “homey,” a forty seat picnic table had been made with smaller ones around it for the kids and family just in case the Shieldmaidens and Chrome Dragons ever decided to host events. The fact that it was on the same property as the Twisted Steel Garage, Venom Ink Tattoo & Piercing Studio, both MC’s clubhouses and the Warehouse Gym just made it even better for those that got to use it.

Today, “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire and Becca “Bruiser” Maguire found themselves spending the day at one of the smaller tables while most of the rest of both clubs mingled around, an obvious cookout/block party in progress.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: It bae nice tae watch RJ runnin’ round wit th’ other children some. I kinna b’laeve he bae two already!

Bruiser watches their son play as a small smile grows on her face and she nods.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Aye… he looks more and more like Allie every day…

Psycho nods to her wife.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, she bae proud o’ ye, Lass. Ye did right by her, there nay bae any debatin’ tha.

Bruiser looks over at Psycho, still smiling as she places her hand on hers.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: I hope so.

The older Maguire’s smile then fades.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Are ya ready to talk about what happened on Throwdown yet?

Psycho shrugs.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Whot’s tae talk about?

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: That ya’ll lost ya cool out there? Ya’ll let Mad Dog’s lackie get in ya head, lass. Was it somethin’ he said? Is there somethin’ else goin’ on that ya’ll ain’t tellin’ me?

Psycho’s entire posture changes, anger seeming to radiate through her entire body.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Gammy feckin’ bastard!

Bruiser moves closer to her wife, taking hold of her hand and using her free hand to stroke Psycho’s hair.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Hey, it’s gonna be okay, aye? Just tell me what happened.

Psycho looks down at the concrete below them and just shakes her head.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I couldna take it ennymore, whot tha feckin gobshite bae sayin ‘bout us, ‘bout th’ rest o’ th’ Maidens, ‘bout our children. I couldna bae lettin’ tha stand without consequences. S’I bae showin’ it tae them bote!

Bruiser wraps her arms around her wife and kisses the side of her head.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: I understand, lass. Ya’ll got nothin’ to worry about. They’re just a couple o’ fuckin’ gammy gowls who don’t understand us… and so they just use their words to get at us. I ain’t gonna fuckin’ sit here and tell ya that ya gotta try and keep ya cool, coz then I’d be a fuckin’ hypocrite. And hey… at least when it comes to ya match against him at the Spectacular… ya’ll can do whatever ya fuckin’ want to him inside that steel cage.

Psycho nods slightly even as RJ comes running over to them.

R.J. Maguire: No bye-bye yet?

Psycho smiles.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Ye dinna ‘ave tae bae worryin’ ‘bout tha, Lad. We bae haer fer th’ day t’day. Ye bae likin’ tha?

RJ nods happily.

R.J. Maguire: More juice?

Bruiser chuckles as she reaches over and picks up a small carton of already opened orange juice with a straw in it.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Now, RJ? More juice what?

R.J. Maguire: More juice… pease?

Bruiser passes RJ the carton.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Good lad.

As RJ enjoys his juice, Psycho can’t help but smile.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, good on ye fer remamberin’ tha.

RJ finishes up and hands it back to Bruiser.

R.J. Maguire: Fank wu, Mommy!

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Ya welcome, lad. Now can Mommy have a kiss?

RJ nods and gives Bruiser a kiss and is about to go back off to play before he’s stopped.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: And ya other Mommy too, RJ.

RJ quickly and almost apologetically gives Psycho a kiss too.

R.J. Maguire: Wuv wu, Mummy!

He hurries off and Psycho snickers.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Tha always tickles me, Lass, that he calls ye “Mommy” an’ calls me “Mummy.”

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Aye, it’s adorable. I just keep wishin’ he got the chance to know Allie, ya know? Don’t get me wron’, I’m happy that he’s happy and that he looks at us as both o’ his Moms. But… aye…

Bruiser lets out a small sigh as she continues watching RJ. Psycho nods understandingly.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, we ‘ave tae do well by her an Shonn an’ Rynn.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Aye, we will. Ain’t nothin’ more important.

As they nod to each other, a white 2006 Ford Taurus pulls into the parking lot. A woman dressed in a plain red blouse and basic black pants steps out of it, carrying some papers. It does not take long for her to spot who she has come to see. The woman walks directly towards Psycho and Bruiser.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, whot bae this now…?

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Can we help ya, lass?

The woman walks up to the two of them.

Woman: My name is Elizabeth Peters, Child Protective Services. I’ve been sent to investigate a report on a…

She checks her paperwork to make sure she gets this right.

Elizabeth Peters: Rebecca Rogers Maguire and Saoirse Eithne Maguire?

Bruiser cocks her eyebrow.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: It’s Becca. And aye, I’m Becca and this here is Saoirse. And Child Protective Services ya say? Well what can we help ya with?

Kara “Killer” Carter was walking by as Bruiser said the words “Child Protective Services” and immediately walks over to them.

Kara "Killer" Carter: Did I just hear Child Protective Services?! What the fuck are my parents doing this ti--

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Kara! It’s all good. Ya’ll just go and keep an eye on the kids. Sorsh and I will handle this.

Killer sighs, shaking her head and glaring at Peters before she walks off and Bruiser turns back to the woman.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Sorry about that, ya’ll were sayin’?

Peters nods to Killer as she’s still walking away.

Elizabeth Peters: Who was that?

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Kara Carter…

Peters nods slowly and then checks her papers again.

Elizabeth Peters: As in Frank and Anne Carter?

Psycho nods.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, tha bae her parents’ names.

Peters nods, looking suddenly slightly annoyed.

Elizabeth Peters: Goddammit, Janice, tell me you didn’t do this to me again…

Glancing at the next page, she rolls her eyes and then nods to the two of them.

Elizabeth Peters: Is your son here right now? I need to examine him. I am aware that this is probably a wild goose chase and I apologize now for the inconvenience and the annoyance this must be but if we want this to go in the proper slot that it deserves, I need to do this exactly proper by the book so my boss won’t make me come back out here and hassle your poor people again.

She shakes her head in disbelief.

Elizabeth Peters: Fucking LaValliere again…

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: LaValliere?

Bruiser turns to Psycho with a raised eyebrow.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Ain’t that the fuckin’ bitch who took Rose?

Psycho nods.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye… it is…

Peters nods, looking both ashamed and annoyed.

Elizabeth Peters: The way it works, is that if you make a report of child neglect to abuse to certain people, like doctors, it automatically has to be reported to CPS. CPS is then obligated to look into it. It doesn’t matter if there is next to no evidence, it’s protocol that this happens. Frank and Anne Carter made a report about you and your son and it was forwarded to us. That is why I am here. Now that I see it is connected to one of Eugenia LaValliere’s cases, I know that it is most likely complete and utter bullshit, but I also owe it to you to complete the investigation properly so that I can go back and tell my boss that there is nothing going on here and the case will be closed.

She sighs and swallows hard.

Elizabeth Peters: Look, Eugenia has a bit of a rep in CPS. She’s a legend because she once uncovered a scam that was leading to an ungodly amount of neglect and thus saved something like twenty-five kids in what amounted to a human puppy mill. But that was fifteen years ago and ever since then, she makes every case she sees her new “cause.” She tends to be overzealous and cut corners because she assumes if the case was assigned to her, it must be egregious, it must mean they needed a hero supercop, and it means she must get the bad guys. Nine times out of ten, it was a coincidence and there’s really nothing out of the ordinary about the case at all and she’s just blowing smoke up her own ass but it happens every damn time. I’m assuming by the way Miss Carter there reacted to my presence this already happened with one child?

Bruiser nods.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Aye, her niece. Kara’s and Tori’s parents ain’t ever really been the greatest o’ parents themselves and are tryin’ to take Tori’s daughter away from her. They’re claimin’ that with her bein’ raised here… around all o’ us… that it’s bad for her. She loves that kid… more than anythin’ in the fuckin’ world… which is more than what can be said about the father who kicked ‘em both out the moment she was born which is why they both ended up here in the first place.

She shakes her head.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: It’s fuckin’ shite, all o’ this is nothin’ but shite. But at least ya’ll seem to be one o’ the actual good ones. So gimme a second while I get RJ for ya, lass.

Bruiser gets to her feet and nods to Peters before going to get RJ.

Elizabeth Peters: I really am sorry about this. This is the part of my job that can suck something fierce.

Psycho nods understandingly to her.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, we tank ye fer baein’ straight wit us…

Bruiser returns holding RJ’s hand and then she squats down so she’s eye to eye with her son.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: RJ? This nice lady here wants to have a look at you, okay? Her name is Elizabeth and she’s like a doctor and just wants to make sure everything is alright.

Peters squats down too and smiles sweetly for RJ.

Elizabeth Peters: Hi, I’m Elizabeth, but you can call me Lizzie, ok?

RJ nods.

Elizabeth Peters: What’s your name?

RJ looks to both Bruiser and Psycho and they nod to him.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: It bae alright, Lad. She isna a stranger…

RJ nods and looks Peters in the eyes.

RJ: Wobbie John. [/font]

Peters smiles.

Elizabeth Peters: But you like RJ better?

RJ nods and Peters smiles back.

Elizabeth Peters: You love your mommies?

He nods, smiling and hugs Bruiser close.

Elizabeth Peters: Has anyone ever hit you?

RJ frowns in confusion and shakes his head. Peters nods and makes a mark on her paper.

Elizabeth Peters: Has anyone ever touched you or asked to?

Again, RJ frowns in confusion and shakes his head. Peters makes another check on her paper.

Elizabeth Peters: Can I see your hands?

RJ nods and holds out both of his hands. Peters looks them over and then looks over the rest of him.

Elizabeth Peters: Thank you, Sweetheart. You’ve been a good boy and we’re finished now.

She nods to both Bruiser and psycho and stands up.

Elizabeth Peters: We’re good here, he’s obviously fine.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Ya’ll can go back and play now, RJ. We’ll get ya a treat for how well ya’ll did just now, okay?

RJ nods excitedly before running back off to play again as Bruiser turns her attention back to Peters and folds her arms.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Ain’t there anythin’ ya’ll can do for Rose, lass? Since ya’ll are satisfied that RJ ain’t sufferin’?

Peters looks at Bruiser like she suddenly has a second head.

Elizabeth Peters: Not suffering? Your boy looks like he’s absolutely thriving and that this report is so much bullshit, it should have been called fertilizer! I’m going to finish my report in the car, drive back to the office and file this with my boss before he leaves for home tonight to make absolutely certain this case is closed TO-DAY.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: And the Carter case?

Peters grits her teeth.

Elizabeth Peters: That one is a little more tricky just because Eugenia has already handed the little girl over to the new custodians. In order to show she was in error, I would need to be able to gain access to the child the same way you just allowed with your son and I would be willing to bet money that Eugenia would attempt to stop me, she would do whatever she needed to do to keep me or anyone else from the office away and if she didn’t, the elder Carters would and would never allow me to see the child. I can try and get to see the file and maybe I can try and testify later at a hearing but unless I can get to see the child...

Psycho nods as Peters trails off.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Will ye try an’ look at th’ file then?

Peters nods.

Elizabeth Peters: Oh, I’m going to, believe you me!

Psycho smiles.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Tank ye, Lass.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Aye, cheers for that.

Bruiser extends her hand for a handshake and Peters accepts it before she then shakes Psycho’s hand. Just as Peters is about to leave however, Tori Carter comes running over to them.

Tori Carter: Bex! Sorsh! They’ve arrested Kara!

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: What?!

Tori Carter: The other day… when she headbutted our parents’ bodyguard… and… he pressed charges against her!

Psycho rolls her eyes.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Feckin’ hell, o’ course he did… shite…

She looks around.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Bae Jackson haer or do we bae naedin’ tae call him?

Having seen all the commotion, Alex “Bullet” Carbajal and Jackie “Bandit” Layton come walking over.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: ¿Quiubo, Parce?

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: They had Kara arrested fer assaultin’ tha gammy bastard…

Bandit shakes her head.

JBL: I’ll get Jackson on it right now… [/font]

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: We’ll get the kids rounded up and back home. If ya’ll need us, just give us a call, aye?

On-Camera

Monday, July 5, 2021
Outside Pavilion
Shieldmaiden/Chrome Dragon Clubhouses
New Orleans, Louisiana
8:35 AM CDT

The camera opens on “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire sitting on a picnic table, her hands folded in front of her so her elbows lay atop her knees with her head bowed. Looking up, the camera can see she’s wearing a sleeveless white t-shirt under her Shieldmaiden’s kutte, her many tattoos more visible than usual and standing next to the plain shirt and blue jeans. She was obviously dressed to have just been hanging out instead of her usual working attire, the expression on her face showing that whatever good time had been going on had been interrupted rather rudely.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Oh, aye, NOW I bae on th’ fightin’ side o’ ye?

Her eyes go wide with both outrage and seeming shock.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: NOW?

A slight point from the index finger of her fight hand.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Ye stand’ there, ye let tha gammy feckin’ bastard talk out his ass an’ say tings about family annihilators an’ shite like tha an’ ye dinna tink tae yerself tha there might abe consequences fer tha?

She cocks her head almost sideways.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Bae ye drunk then?

She shakes her head, looking somewhat stunned and annoyed even as her head regains its original, upright posture, her hands laying back where they started. .

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Th’ fightin’ side…

Almost laughing mirthlessly to herself, Psycho glances away from the camera looking liek she almost wants to spit in anger.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Like ye bae a right feckin’ cunt about tings, get smacked back fer it an’ now yer angry because the smack landed…?

Looking into the camera, she pauses and nods.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: The fightin’ side, aye?

Anger wishes over her entire body.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Well boo fuckin’ hoo! Ye couldnay bae arsed tae talk fer yerself, ye couldnay bae arsed tae have yer moutpiece say ennithin but surface level shite an’ tings tha should have insulted ye as a man tae bae associated wit it an’ now I bae th’ bad guy because I objected tae whot was said an’ ye dinna?

Jumping to her feet, Psycho lands on the concrete part of the pavilion that houses the table she was just sitting on.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Begorra boyo, when does tha good God-faerin’ shite start kickin’ in then?

She points accusingly to the camera.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Ye supposed tae bae a good man tha stands up fer tings tha are righteous an’ good! Ye supposed tae bae a good man tha everyone looks up tae and holds up wit pride as a shinin’ example of soutern hospitality an’ if tha bae th’ God’s trute, then I feckin’ cry fer th’ sout baecause o’ how fake an’ ful o’ shite ye bae about tings!

She points accusingly all over again.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: I’d call ye two-faced but tha isnay th’ proper count on ye, is it?

Shaking her head, her glare never changes.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Nay, we should call ye Manny, because ye bae Man-E-Faces tha way! Ye put on one face fer th’ general public, ye put on a different one fer me an’ ye put on tird when tha cunt bae runnin’ his holster! I kinna bae certain how many faces ye truly have, but tha’s at laest tree so I would bet there bae more hidin’ in there as well!

She nods pointing just slightly to the camera again.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Ye bae showin’ th’ public a nice one, aye, Manny?

She nods as if she knows the answer coming back to her.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: It says all th’ right tings, it plays th’ part o’ a good ol’ boy tha jess bae wanton’ tae take care o’ his family like a man should…

She turns and spits in disgust.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: But it turns intae a feckin’ robot tha jess stands there wit hsi hands in pockets unable tae seven take hold o’ his feckin’ cock when tha cunt manager o’ his starts flappin’ his gums, sayin’ all th’ tings ye really bae tinkin’ but dinna have th’ fuckin’ gumption tae say yerself!

Pointing accusingly all over again, Psycho’s teeth start to grind in anger.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: An’ now ye bae tryin’ tae put on th’ face o’ an angry monster tha will make me pay fer whot I’ve done, yeah?

She steps forward, causing the shot to zoom in whether it wanted to or not.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Which one bae th’ rael ye, Manny?

Her eyes go wide again.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Is there a rael ye?

The rage somehow manages to intensify.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: From whot I have been saein’, there isna a good man in there, jess a fuckin’ coward tha kinna bae arsed tae do ennithin tha a rael good man would do! It was said evil wins when good men do nuttin’, well, ye saem tae bae livin’ proof o’ tha, Manny! Ye feckin’ make me sick an’ I kinna baegin tae tell ye how El D or aeven th’ Cross will bae able tae put up wit yer shite!

She pauses to point to herself.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: But I do bae knowin’ how I will bae putin’ up wit it…

She walks out of the shot and returns a few seconds later with her shillelagh, Blackie.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Blackie kinna stand tae haer yer gammy shite aeither… an’ he bae dyin’ tae say hello all over again…

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Eight Person Tag Match Jul 8, 2021 17:08:43 GMT -6 Admin likes this

Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2021 17:08:43 GMT -6

Date

July 6, 2021

Time

6:52PM

Location

Parking Lot of the New Orleans Central Lockup in New Orleans, Louisiana

Status

Off Camera

It had taken over a full day and lots of haggling but finally, the time had come. After having been arrested the day before at a nice holiday afternoon get together, Kara “Killer” Carter was being released from jail and she would be greeted by a full complement of her Shieldmaiden sisters. Alex “Bullet” Carbajal, Gabriela “Taza” Carbajal, Leonie “Queenie” Laveau, Kerry “King” Romero and prospect Toni “Firefly” Zendejas sat on their respective bikes around the gold and black 2018 Ford Mustang being driven by Jackie “Bandit” Layton.

As they all wait, Bullet nods to the others.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

You guys know what that look means from Ale…

Queenie and King both nod affirmatively. Firefly remains silent and seemingly just ready to accept instructions while Taza crosses her arms impatiently, her anger at the wait being readily shown to the world.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal

No des papaya…

Taza grunts unintelligibly before nodding slightly. Before anyone else can say anything, Killer emerges from the building, wasting no time in making her way to her sisters.

Kara "Killer" Carter

Let’s get the fuck outta here…

Killer wastes no time opening the passenger door to Bandit’s Mustang and climbs in, practically slamming the door shut behind her as she folds her tree trunk like arms and glares out the front window. Bandit grins at Bullet.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

Guess we’re getting the fuck outta here…

Bullet nods.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal

We follow you.

Bandit nods and slips into the driver’s seat, closing the door and buckling in.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

Sorry it took so long to get out, Jackson was on it before you even got fingerprinted but the paperwork kept bouncing between three different buildings. That shit usually goes notoriously slow here anyway but this almost smelled like somebody intentionally fucking with us.

She fires up the car and puts it into gear.

Kara "Killer" Carter

It’s fine. Let’s just fucking go before I do something that will land me back in there.

Bandit pulls out and they start the drive home.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

Did they tell you anything else while you were in there?

Killer shakes her head.

Kara "Killer" Carter

I didn’t exactly give them much of a chance to. I was practically screaming at them the entire time I was there…

The behemoth clenches her fist.

Kara "Killer" Carter

I just want all of this shit to end, Jack! I want my niece back! I want our so-called parents to just fuck off and leave us alone! And to make matters worse they’re now trying to get at Sorsh and Bex!

Bandit nods as she drives on.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

They did, though that seems to have been headed off by the CPS Agent they sent out to talk to them. She called back already. Filed the report to close their case and wants to see about trying to help Tori too, though she warned the one working that case is likely to try and tell her to fuck off and mind her own damn business on it.

Kara "Killer" Carter

Finally some good fucking news. Anything else I miss while I was in the clink?

Bandit ponders this for a second.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

Jackson thinks we’re gonna get hit with something else soon in terms of paperwork. Seems to think that’ll be the M.O. legal wise, make us all go blind by making us drown in paper. He also expects to hear about Ale’s charges by tomorrow or Thursday at the latest.

Killer glances at Bandit with an eyebrow raised.

Kara "Killer" Carter

Ale’s charges?

Bandit nods.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

She got served papers that they were trying to charge her for aiding and abetting Tori.

The behemoth shakes her head.

Kara "Killer" Carter

This is fucking ridiculous. How’s Tori doing? She’s probably blaming herself for all of this.

Bandit nods.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

Mox was holding her the last time I saw her. Essie was hanging out to monitor her without worrying her just in case.

Kara "Killer" Carter

I swear… we should just fucking kill the bastards and end this once and for all! Every fucker involved in this case on their side should be put six feet under! Hell… not even that… don’t even bother burying them… just let the fuckers rot.

Bandit nods slowly, she knew this was probably coming.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

You sound like Sorsh does when it comes to that Mad Dog guy or like Bex did with Marchand.

She pauses and then nods in acknowledgement.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

Granted, there were many who had that thought with Marchand.

Killer looks out the window and sighs.

Kara "Killer" Carter

I honestly thought I had gotten away from them for good you know, Jack? My parents I mean. They just… they never understood me. And I never understood them. All they ever wanted was money and power… and all I ever wanted was a fucking family.

The behemoth continues to stare out of the window while her tag team partner listens while driving.

Kara "Killer" Carter

That day when I showed up at Twisted Steel to get my bike fixed? I had no idea that would be the day that I finally found that family I had wanted… that I needed. You all gave me that. But not only that… but I met Gabs too. I can’t wait for the day that I get to put a ring on that woman’s finger and finally call her my wife. I love her more than anything. I love all of you.

Bandit can’t help but smile.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

You sound like me when I was twelve years old. My parents had just officially broken up. My donor sent us away, so we had to move from Nova Scotia. We landed in Bay St. Louis, Mississippi, of all places. Mom has family in the area, but really, it was an excuse for her to practically live at the casinos and get drunk a lot.

Trailing off for a second, Bandit stares off into the distance even as the car keeps going.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

I didn’t know anybody. Our family didn't really know us, and we weren’t from there so…

She nods to herself.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

I felt very alone...

A small smile starts to come across her face.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

My second day there, Ale showed up in class and she was the same as me. She wasn’t from there, she’d just moved from another country. She barely spoke English…

Bandit can’t help but smile at the memory.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

I was never alone again.

Killer turns to her tag team partner and fellow Shieldmaiden sister.

Kara "Killer" Carter

We’re gonna get through this, Jack. No matter how much shit they throw at us, this ends with us getting Rose back and making our family whole again.

Killer raises her fist to Bandit. Bandit takes her right hand off the wheel and fistbumps her tag partner.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

Yes we will!

They then continue on their way back to the Clubhouse as the scene fades.

Date

July 7th, 2021

Time

8PM

Location

Shieldmaidens Warehouse Gym in New Orleans, LA

Status

On Camera

The scene re-opens during a tag team sparring session as the Mile High Tag Team Champions, Killer and Bandit, collectively known as The Wild Hunt are mixing it up with their fellow Shieldmaiden sisters, the AMMO Television Champion, Becca “Bruiser” Maguire and “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire, collectively known as Gallus Mag.

Psycho and Killer are the legal competitors and both of them are displaying their speed as they manage to evade each other's attacks. The frustration on Killer’s face is apparent as Bandit shouts words of encouragement at her before she’s then struck with one of Psycho’s patented kicks, dropping her to the mat.

Kara "Killer" Carter

Fuck!

The behemoth pounds the mat in frustration before getting back to her feet.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire

Alright lasses, take five!

Killer shakes her head and walks over to the corner of the ring as Bruiser and Bandit climb into the ring. Bruiser then pats Psycho on the back.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire

Let’s leave ‘em be for a bit, aye?

Psycho nods and Gallus Mag exit the ring and take their leave as Bandit walks over to her tag team partner.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

Got caught…

Placing her hands on her hips, the behemoth nods as she breathes heavily.

Kara "Killer" Carter

Yeah… it won’t happen again. I promise.

Bandit shakes her head.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

Don’t go making promises you can’t keep. This is how we get better and how we stay on top once we get there. You train with and against champions. You get caught, you take the shot and you come back for more until they can’t give you anymore!

Killer nods again.

Kara "Killer" Carter

Yeah, I know. I’ll work harder. I don’t wanna be the reason for us losing those belts.

She points over to the Tag Team Championships by the corner before walking over to them and picking them both up. Making her way back to Bandit, she hands hers over before placing her own over her large shoulders.

Kara "Killer" Carter

I want you to be proud of me. Both Widow and Titaness were two of the best Mile High had and when you were Tag Team Champions with both of them, you ran roughshod all over any and every team that stood in your way. I want to prove that I can be just as good if not better now that I’m your new partner.

Bandit nods approvingly.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

That’s the fucking spirit, especially going into a match with champions and challengers involved. Gang fights and the like tend to get fucking nasty so we better get good or we’ll get got!

Killer nods before then glancing over to the camera.

Kara "Killer" Carter

Damn right, Jack! And as Shieldmaidens, we’ve had our fair share of gang fights. So this eight person tag team match we’ve got coming up that sees us teaming with our sisters, Psycho and Bullet, to take on The Cross’, Mad Dog and El D… it’s right up our alley.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

You’d think so, wouldn’t you?

Pausing, she shrugs.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

But don’t get ahead of yourself, you don’t want to walk into this fight thinking we’re packing bigger knives than them only to find we brought knives to fight Kalashnikovs!

Kara "Killer" Carter

Of course not. I mean… we’re not up against a bunch of nobodies. For starters, we’re up against the number one contenders to our Tag Team Championships in the Cross’... I wonder if they’ve realised the error of their ways from the last time we stepped into the ring with them. What do you think, Jack?

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

That depends entirely on them, does it not?

She nods knowingly.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

You think Justice is still pissed that we actually knew who she was or has she pulled head from ass to prove herself now?

The behemoth shrugs.

Kara "Killer" Carter

Well, she has the chance to do just that this Sunday and then at the Mile High Spectacular, but I doubt it. And then of course, we’re also going up against the Throwdown Champion, Mad Dog… who is pissed at Psycho right now. Which I mean… I kinda don’t blame him… but he needs to keep his jackass of a manager, Sunny Jim on a damn leash, pun not intended.

Bandit nods.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

Take that stick out of his ass before Psycho breaks it by shoving hers clean up it!

Killer chuckles.

Kara "Killer" Carter

And then of course, last but certainly not least, the guy who has been taking Mile High by storm. The guy who we’ve already been in the ring with and unfortunately were on the losing end. The current Phoenix Champion, El Diablo Blanco.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

Brother…

She pauses and frowns back at Killer.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

Didn’t there used to be another guy that said that every other word too?

Killer shrugs.

Kara "Killer" Carter

Maybe? But who are we to comment on someone ripping off someone else’s schtick… coz apparently we’re nothing but a rip off of that Sons of Anarchy show. I’m surprised the rest of you aren’t hitting your heads off the damn walls hearing that since I know you’ve all heard it several times already from multiple people because nobody can come up with their own fucking shit… and yet we’re the ones who aren’t “original”.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

I’m just saying… he wears a mask, how do we know that’s not Terry Marshall under there, Brother?

Killer raises an eyebrow at Bandit.

Kara "Killer" Carter

Stop that… or else you and I are gonna be having words. You may be my tag team partner and you may be my superior in the Shieldmaidens, but that doesn’t mean I can’t give you a good talking to if need be, Jack!

She nods.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

I mean, we know it’s not Space Lord, he didn’t talk like that.

Killer looks at her partner with a confused look on her face and then just shrugs.

Kara "Killer" Carter

You’re not gonna say we should dress like that for a promo are you?

Bandit shakes her head and Killer visibly relaxes again as she readjusts the title over her shoulder.

Kara "Killer" Carter

Fact is, we know we’re in for a fight come Sunday. And even though Mad Dog says that he’s tight with both El D and the Cross’... which could very well be true. But one thing that is for certain… is that you don’t have the bond we have. You guys may hang out while at work, you may even hang out every now and then outside of work… but us?

Killer points to herself and then to Bandit.

Kara "Killer" Carter

We are with each other every day! We know each other just as well as we know ourselves. We live together. We work together. We ride together. We fight together. And we’ll fucking die together!

Jackie "Bandit" Layton

Sounds like this time, more than The Hunt… is on…

Kara "Killer" Carter

See you this Sunday!

Killer then takes her leave as Bandit walks over to the camera and switches it off causing the scene to fade.

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Eight Person Tag Match Jul 9, 2021 9:27:05 GMT -6

Post by eldiabloblanco on Jul 9, 2021 9:27:05 GMT -6

Our bi-weekly Zoom call session with El Diablo Blanco has begun unbeknownst to El D. Abi Rose had just fired up the record button when El Diablo, hearing his wife playing Katy Perry’s “Firework” in the background, starts breaking out in a out of tune rendition of the song. His raspy voice is not doing any favors as Abi Rose just sits there in awe of what she is listening to.

El Diablo Blanco: Do you ever feel like a plastic bag, drifting through the wind, wanting to start again? Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin. Like a house of cards, one blow from caving in? Do you ever feel already buried deep? Six feet under screams, but no one seems to hear a thing. Do you know that there’s still a chance for you. ‘Cause there’s a spark in you.

Abi Rose: Um, El D?

El Diablo Blanco looks startled on the other end of the Zoom call when he realizes that their latest call has already begun and has been recording throughout his singing.

El Diablo Blanco: Oh, um. Miss Rose. I didn’t realize you were already on the call, Sister. Wifey was just blasting some Katy Perry and, well, it gets the juices flowing. You feel me?

Abi Rose: Can’t say I’m a massive Katy Perry fan but I’ve been known to belt a tune or two in the shower.

El Diablo Blanco: I diggit, Sister.

Abi Rose: You seem to be in a very good mood today. I take it your Fourth of July weekend went well.

El Diablo Blanco: That it did, Sister. Let me tell you something. I loaded up the two Little Diablitos and the Wifey inside our Chrysler Pacifica and we made the trek down from Chicago all the way to Big Ugly, West Virginia.

Abi Rose: And so I’ve heard. Mad Dog Mark Wright actually spoke about your consumption of hotdogs.

El Diablo Blanco: Sister, I don’t know what was in them there hotdogs and I may not want to know. Could have been beef. Could have been chicken. Could have pork. Could have been the leftovers of a rat. I’m pretty sure I saw the remnants of a possum sitting on a spigot at one point. All I know is we had a rootin tootin good time at Mr. Dog’s Fourth of July cookout. There was some cornholing going on. We saw some A-hole getting tossed. And believe me when I say to you, Sister, Big Ugly sure lets the Natty Ice flow freely in West Virginia.

Abi Rose: I am going to be honest. I am in a complete loss over about ninety percent of what you just said. Something about cornhole?

El Diablo Blanco: You know. Bags, Sister. Boards about 20-30 feet apart. You toss some bags in them.

Abi Rose: And A-hole getting tossed?

El Diablo Blanco: Think cornhole but standing straight up, Sister. You’ve got three holes this time. Each hole represents a different numerical value. The top hole, the smallest, is worth the most points.

Abi Rose: I’m thinking it’s about time to pivot elsewhere. Two weeks ago, we learned that you were going to defend the MHW Phoenix Title against Bullet of the Shieldmaidens at Mile High Spectacular III. During that same Throwdown, however, Stephanie Sullivan used somewhat scandalous methods to insert herself into that match making it a three-way affair. What are your thoughts of this match becoming a three way?

El Diablo Blanco: If you haven’t come to know me yet, Sister, let me clue you in on a little bit. El D is a man that’s set out to make something of himself here in Mile High Wrestling. I’m only as good as my last bout. While going one on one with the leader of the Shieldmaidens would have been a most excellent showdown, the addition of Stephanie Sullivan adds a bit more flair to this encounter, Sister. Do I agree with her methods? No, all she had to do was ask for an opportunity at the strap. Sleeping with the boss. Well, I guess there was no actual sleeping being done. That’s simply unnecessary. Still, Stephanie Sullivan was looking to make a name for herself. Perhaps that’s why she had her goons attack Talia Areano and myself after the match. I’m none too keen about these methods, Sister.

Abi Rose: Her methods seem to be working as she will be one of your opponents in two weeks time at Mile High Spectacular III.

El Diablo Blanco: Whatever gets you in position gets you in position. What you do in that ring, however, is what the true story is all about. You see, I may be putting this strap on the line in two weeks time, but this week we’re going to be experiencing a showcase of the immortals. Everyone is going to get a preview of Mile High Spectacular III, Sister, as we compete in an eight man tag team extravaganza. There’s no doubt some members of my time are going to be like a powder keg ready to explode. Actually, strike that. It’s like Katy Perry says.

Abi Rose just lets out a deep exhale as she rolls her eyes.

El Diablo Blanco: You just gotta ignite the light, and let it shine. Just own the night like the 4th of July.

Abi Rose: Yes, you’re a fan of Ka…

El Diablo Blanco: ‘Cause, baby, you’re a firework. Come on, show ‘em what you’re worth. Me ‘em go, “oh, oh, oh” as you shoot across the sky. Baby, you’re a firework. Come on, let your colors burst. Make ‘em go, “oh, oh, oh”. You’re gonna leave ‘em all in awe, awe, awe.

Abi Rose: OKAY, THAT’S ENOUGH.

Abi Rose’s tone stops El D from singing. Somewhat shocked at her demeanor, El Diablo Blanco is left speechless.

Abi Rose: El D, I’m sorry for my outburst. It’s just that I’m trying to be taken seriously as a journalist. I’ve been promoted to lead backstage interviewer and yet all you want to do is spout Katy Perry lyrics. This was meant to be the next part of your saga. For weeks we have talked about the lead up to you getting trained to become a professional wrestler. Two weeks ago we finally got to the point in which you entered GOAT Farm Wrestling but this week it’s all nonsense and quoting a Zooey Deschanel look-alike.

El Diablo Blanco purses his lips and looks down solemnly.

El Diablo Blanco: Miss Rose, Sister, you’re right. Just know this. I take you very seriously, Sister. You’ve got the will of a fighter in you. I entrusted you taking over for Mr. Hagan in telling my saga because I believe in you. You were promoted to lead backstage interviewer because you’ve got something inside you.

Abi Rose: Thank you, El D. That means a lot.

El Diablo Blanco: Boom, boom, boom. Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon. It’s always been inside of you, you, you. And now it’s time to let it through.

Abi Rose: Goodbye, El D. We’ll try this again in two weeks.

With that, Abi Rose signs off the Zoom call. El Diablo Blanco is left sitting there twiddling his thumbs, not knowing what to do next. Then, he notices that the call is still being recorded.[/color]

El Diablo Blanco: Here I go again, Brother. I guess good ol’ El D went just a tad bit too far today but that’s okay. There’s always next time. You know, some people believe that I must be livin’ on a prayer to be here where I’m at today, Brother. I’m not the biggest. I’m not the most athletic. I may be popping Prilosec each day to keep the heart burn at bay but there’s one thing I’ve always carried with me. Just one phrase: Don’t Stop Believin’. I know what you’re thinking, Brother. This journey is going to have some winding paths. One day, it will rock you like a hurricane. The next, another one bites the dust. This week at Throwdown, El D teams up with my good friend from Big Ugly, Mad Dog Mark Wright. We join forces with Justice and Anthony Cross. On the other side of the ring we’ve got Bullet, Psycho, Bandit and Killer of the Shieldmaidens. I’ve already gotten much acquainted with Mr. Dog and, well Brother, you shook me all night long at the Fourth of July party of yours. Now, I’ve heard what the Psycho has to say about you, Brother, and let me tell you this. We’re not gonna take it. If there’s one thing in this business I cannot stand, Brother, it is a bully. You see, you’ve got good in your heart, Brother. I see it and that’s why I stand beside you.

El Diablo Blanco holds up a fist in solidarity at the screen.

El Diablo Blanco: Now, I’m no stranger to the Shieldmaidens. I’ve already gone toe to toe with the Bandit. I’ve seen the Shieldmaidens operate from afar and I’ve been able to study how they move. I know Bullet can’t wait to take on me at Mile High Spectacular III but know this. I’m hungry like the wolf, Sister. Take a look around. It’s in the air tonight. We’re about to have the rootiness tootiness eight man tag team match Mile High Wrestling has ever seen, Brother. We’re fixing to rock the Casbah, Brother. Now, I’ve got no doubt that you Shieldmaidens are more than just… what do the kids call them today? That’s right, you Shieldmaidens are more than just “Thots.” I’m using that correctly, right? Anyways, you’re not just a bunch of pretty pictures. It’s like they say, every rose has its thorn, Sisters, and I’m ready. Welcome to the Jungle, Shieldmaidens. I’ve got the eye of the tiger and I’m free fallin’ down to paradise city this Sunday at Throwdown, Sisters. Go ahead and hit me with your best shot. Fire away because El Diablo Blanco only wants the best of the best, Sisters. I know I’m all about the niceties outside the ring but when the time comes for that bell to ring there’s only one thing I’ve got in mind and that’s to do what I can, with every fiber of my being, to keep fighting. To keep clawing away. To pull myself up. I will fight to my very end to get that win and have my hand raised. Not just for myself. Not just for my familia. For all the Little Diablitos out there. For the entirety of the Diablo Nation. Diggit?

A smile comes across El D’s face before shutting off the computer.

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Eight Person Tag Match Jul 10, 2021 13:57:45 GMT -6

Post by Bullet on Jul 10, 2021 13:57:45 GMT -6

Off-Camera

Friday, July 9, 2021
Church Room
Shieldmaidens Clubhouse
New Orleans, Louisiana
8:01 AM CDT

Meetings at butt-o-clock in the morning were unusual enough, but meetings with lawyers were even worse. Today Alex “Bullet” Carbajal, Angelique “Angel” LeRoux, Jackie “Bandit” Layton, Gabriela “Taza” Carbajal, Kara “Killer” Carter, “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire, Becca “Bruiser” Maguire, Tori Carter, Mox Kenyon and Jackson Shane were all having a sit-down to discuss their current legal standings against Killer and Tori’s parents, Frank and Anne, and the custody battle for Tori’s daughter, little Rose.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: Thank you all for coming.

Tori Carter: Of course. You have news on my daughter’s situation?

Jackson nods slowly.

Jackson Shane: So I needed all of you here to update our current situation.

He nods to Tori and Mox.

Jackson Shane: There is a hearing set for next week. If it is not pushed back, we will finally hear what the actual evidence that will be presented. If it is as expected, a second hearing will be set for a relatively short time away for a decision about whether we start real court proceedings or this ends. Either way, if that hearing next week happens, action will finally begin.

Tori turns to Mox with a big smile on her face, the first genuine smile we’ve seen on the redhead since her baby was taken from her.

Tori Carter: Thank you, Jackson. Thank you so much.

Jackson nods to her and then turns to Psycho and Bruiser.

Jackson Shane: Your case is closed. Agent Peters was a woman of her word to the T. She went back, wrote the report perfectly to a t and even added a biting commentary on cases such as it at the end. She filed it immediately and both she and her boss called to inform me of the status. You will not have to worry about your son again with them.

Psycho’s fist hammers down onto the table in triumph.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Feckin’ gammy bastards can eat shite!

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Aye!

Tori turns to Psycho and Bruiser with a look of shame and guilt on her face.

Tori Carter: I’m so sorry that happened to you.

Psycho shakes her head.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: It isnay yer fault, Lass. Ye dinna bae doin’ ennithin wrong.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Aye, all ya did was be a fuckin’ Mom to ya daughter, lass. It’s the fuckin’ gammy gowls ya’ll call parents that are to blame.

Tori nods as her young sister, Killer folds her arms across her chest and turns her attention to Shane.

Kara "Killer" Carter: So what do we do now? Just wait until the hearing?

Jackson nods.

Jackson Shane: Unfortunately, that’s all we can do on that front for the moment.

Shifting papers, he comes to the next one.

Jackson Shane: You have a hearing as well next week for your assault charges. The victim has already started to make contact regarding a settlement however, I would assume there are no conditions you would agree to with him?

Killer scoffs.

Kara "Killer" Carter: He can fuck right off! I’ll headbutt the bastard again if it didn’t potentially have an effect on getting Rose back!

Jackson nods as if he knew that answer was coming all along.

Jackson Shane: I would expect them to attempt to bait you again before the hearings next week. They know it will not really help them in the overall scheme of things but it’ll make your life difficult in the moment and since that seems to be their play…

Kara "Killer" Carter: None of you have to worry about that. I’m staying well away from any of those fuckers because I’ve already fucked things up and I don’t wanna do it again.

Taza takes her hand into her, squeezing it. Jackson nods and goes to his papers again.

Jackson Shane: Which brings us to you, Miss Carbajal. The police went through your car and found nothing but are still attempting to call it evidence in an ongoing investigation. The DA has already decided against continuing with your charges. The Garage as well, but I think it’s been made clear those two officers intend on continuing their harassment. I filed a formal complaint regarding this with the Department. I would also expect them to continue until the Department can no longer just sweep it under the carpet any longer.

Bullet nods.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: But, for the moment, I am in the free and clear?

Jackson nods.

Jackson Shane: You are.

Bullet nods and looks to everyone else in the room.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: We need to be careful. They have taken one child, threatened a second and we know there are others. If they are alerted to the existence of Missy Devereaux, Liv and CJ Peltier, Seán and Siobhan Maguire or Alicia, Ciaran and Caiden Kenyon…

Bandit shakes her head.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton: That would be especially bad for poor Liv. Her autism would go into overdrive! She already doesn’t speak to but like five people…

Bullet nods knowingly.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: Es la verdad…

Tori Carter: I don’t want any of that to happen. You have all given me and Rose so much and I am forever grateful for that, and the last thing I want is for any of the other children taken.

Bullet nods.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: No des papaya. If they come to you, try your best to back off and keep from giving them the prize they are after.

She pauses to look at Jackson.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: Is there anything else?

Jackson shakes his head.

Jackson Shane: That covers everything so far. I anticipate there will be more settlement overtures made and more of everything else as well, but, for now…

Bullet nods to him.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: Gracias, Jackson.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, tank ye, Lad.

Becca "Bruiser" Maguire: Aye lad… cheers.

Killer nods in the direction of Shane and Tori smiles as she takes hold of Mox’s hand and lightly squeezes it.

Tori Carter: Thank you again.

Jackson stands and shakes hands as he takes his leave.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: Ange, Jack, Sorsh, I need to speak with you another moment but the rest, thank you for coming…

The rest of the Maidens nod before getting to their feet and taking their leave, leaving Bullet, Angel, Bandit and Psycho alone.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: How are things at the businesses truly going?

Angel shrugs.

Angelique "Angel" LeRoux: We have had no problems at Venom Ink at all. If anyone came sniffing in, they actually got a tat just for their cover…

Psycho cringes.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Tha would bae a li’l extraem, yeah?

Bandit shrugs.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton: Considering the asshols we’re dealing with here?

Angel and Bullet can’t help but nod their agreement.

Angelique "Angel" LeRoux: They haven’t fucked with Venom Ink yet, which I find odd.

Bullet nods.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: También…

She nods to Psycho.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, they’ve baen tae th’ Barn twice now. They’ve avoided us since Jackson made his appaerance durin’ th’ last visit.

Bandit nods solemnly.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton: They’ve been to Bras d’Or twice but otherwise…

Angelique "Angel" LeRoux: See, it’s strange, they’ve hit you up twice, they hit up Twisted Steel and CPS came on Monday but…

Bullet nods.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: But no Venom…

Angel nods.

Angelique "Angel" LeRoux: And after coming after you personally?

Jackie "Bandit" Layton: And they still have your car too!

Bullet nods, taking this all in.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: We will just have to stay vigilant. If Jackson is correct, this will be a big week for us with the custody case and ensuing legal dramas.

Bandit shakes her head.

Jackie "Bandit" Layton: Considering how we’re doing so well businesswise…

Psycho nods.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, very feckin’ well!

Angel shrugs.

Angelique "Angel" LeRoux: We’re doing alright too, so…

Bullet almost laughs.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: It would be funny if that is why they have not come for you. They see bigger fish in our other businesses.

She pauses shrugging.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: This week, we just keep watch. ¡Estar Moscas! ¡Pilas!

Angel, Bandit and Psycho all not in agreement and understanding. Bullet returns the gesture approvingly and all four rise, taking their leave of the room.

On-Camera

Saturday, July 10, 2021
Warehouse Gym
Shieldmaidens Clubhouse
New Orleans, Louisiana
10:09 AM CDT

The camera opens on Alex “Bullet” Carbajal walking through the door to the gym in her usual ensemble of black tactical boots, black tactical pants, black Juanes t-shirt, black fingerless gloves and her Shieldmaidens kutte. She glances off to the right and then steps into the center of the shot.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: Mile High get what it wants… ¿Sí?

She nods pointedly.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: Controversy in many championship levels some people cannot help themselves. The Wild Hunt dominate the tag team division and now we scramble for challengers because Jack eats them for breakfast! We have a three person match for the Phoenix Championship because…

She pauses and waves her hand as she shrugs both dismissively and disgustedly.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: Something happened between Stephanie Sullivan and Robert Mack…

A look of nausea comes over her face and Bullet just shakes her head at the very thought. Her hand shoots out to ward off the thoughts cruising through her mind.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: I do not even want to think about that…

Getting ahold of herself, Bullet manages to not wretch despite the overwhelming urge to do so.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: El D and I should have been enough to sell a show on by itself, now we add Stephanie Sullivan because somebody decided she should live up…

She pauses to nod in acknowledgement.of a point she knows will come.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: Or down… to a name that had previously been rendered meaningless with her.

She looks to the ceiling, visibly frustrated and almost disturbed.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: That is the kind of thinking that just…

She grits her teeth and looks away.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: ¡Qué Gonorrea! ¡Malparida pelota!

Looking back to the camera, Bullet exhales heavily.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: Add in the feelings between Psycho and Mad Dog and this match is just…

She looks over off camera again.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: Asking to go wrong fast, ¿Sí?

She looks back to the camera.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: Mad Dog, El D, and The Cross versus myself, Psycho and the Wild Hunt is a match that is going to turn ugly. It is not a question of if, but when and how bad.

She touches her chest.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: My own question would be how do we even get Psycho and Mad Dog to not just start in on each other dirty before the bell even sounds?

She nods knowingly to the camera.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: Because we know they will! They have essentially said as much…

She turns to the back of the room.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: Have you not?

Psycho, Bandit and Killer come walking into the shot.

"Psycho" Saoirse Maguire: Aye, Lass, we ‘ave…

Bandit and Killer both just shrug as if the answer is both obvious and completely expected.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: So we come to the Magness Arena and we show the whole world what it really means when a Psycho is on the Hunt and lets a Bullet fly…

Psycho, Bandit and Killer move in behind Bullet.

Alex "Bullet" Carbajal: Hell is empty…

Shieldmaidens: ...And the Maidens are here!

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Eight Person Tag Match Jul 10, 2021 17:20:59 GMT -6

Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2021 17:20:59 GMT -6

*Scene*

::”Enforcer” Anthony Cross is walking on to his private jet at an airport in London. His cell phone rings and he looks at his caller ID to see that his wife, Justice Cross’, name is on the screen. He answers the phone and puts his phone up to his right ear.::

“ Enforcer” Anthony Cross:Hey, babe. How are you doing?

Justice Cross:I am doing well. I got home from doing the show in Indianapolis this afternoon. I didn’t have a match but let's just say I went and had to make an impact. Ian and I just finished up having dinner. Which was great because as you know our son is getting older and he is venturing out on his own a little more. Where has the time gone? It just seems like yesterday I found out I was pregnant.

Enforcer Anthony Cross:Good, I am glad to hear you two got to catch up.

Justice Cross:It was great. So, how has your day been so far? Have you left Rome yet?

Enforcer:I am actually headed to the airport right now. Marcus got to Rome last night and we are going to leave for New York within the hour.

Justice Cross:(Yawns)

Enforcer:How late is it in New York, babe?

Justice Cross:It’s late.

Enforcer:You are definitely not a night owl.

Justice Cross:That is definitely true. So, I am going to bed and check up on you tomorrow morning.

Enforcer Anthony Cross:Check up on me?

Justice Cross:It needs to be done.

Enforcer Anthony Cross:You are not wrong.

Justice Cross:I rarely ever am. Goodnight, baby. I love you.

Enforcer Anthony Cross:I love you too.

::Anthony takes his phone away from his ear and hangs up the phone. He lets out a sigh as he places his phone into the jacket pocket on the inside his jacket.::

Thirty Six Hours later

*Scene*

::”Enforcer” Anthony Cross and his wife Justice Cross are on their private jet headed from New York to Denver. Justice takes a sip of white wine and looks over at Anthony.::

Justice Cross:Why don’t we just buy a place in Denver?

“Enforcer” Anthony Cross:It would make sense since we have been traveling here so often the last couple months.

Justice Cross:Especially after we finally win the MHW World Tag Team titles.

“Enforcer” Anthony Cross:That’s what I am saying.

Justice Cross:After we get done with the eight person tag team match why don’t we contact Brandon, our Real Estate Agent so we can start looking.

“Enforcer” Anthony Cross:Great idea, babe.

Justice Cross:Now we have to focus on this big eight man tag team match as we get ready for our chance at the tag titles.

“Enforcer” Anthony Cross:While I must admit I don’t know much about Mark Wright is a bit rough around the edges but…

Justice Cross:He is one tough son of a bitch!!!

“Enforcer” Anthony Cross:That he is and I am glad he is on my side. Just like I am glad El Diablo Blanco is on our side. From a far I have seen what he has been able to accomplish in Oath and 1MW to see that he clearly gets things done.

Justice Cross:That he can and on top of that both El Diablo Blanco and the Mad Dog are both champions. Who wouldn’t want to be teaming with some champs?

“Enforcer” Anthony Cross:Obviously The Shieldmaidens have a huge leg up considering the four of us are teaming for the first time and they have been a tight unit for many years. So, what are we going to do? Obviously we are going to take to the Shieldmaidens because even though we may not have been brought together by philosophy but by necessity.

Justice Cross:Sure, The Shieldmaidens as a whole are a phenomenal team but I am really looking forward to teaming with the Wild Hunt again. We came so close to beating you a few weeks ago and I know close only counts in dumb games like horseshoes but we have seen the error in our ways from our loss we will correct our flaws to take those pretty belts you two have.

“Enforcer” Anthony Cross:Babe, I always love when you let your greed show.

Justice Cross:That is such a weird thing to be attracted to.

“Enforcer” ANthony Cross:I know you judge…

Justice Cross:I wonder why.

“Enforcer” Anthony Cross:We only came to MHW for one reason and that is the World Tag Team titles because we know as well as the rest of the world knows we are the tightest team in this business. Not the Shieldmaidens or any other pretenders to the throne. Justice and I have been a well oiled machine for almost fifteen years.

Justice Cross:He is my baby daddy.

“Enforcer” Anthony Cross:That was a drastic turn.

Justice shrugs her shoulders.

“Enforcer” Anthony Cross:But yes we do have a kid together. We know each other's strengths and weaknesses and we compliment those strengths and weaknesses. So as far as this eight person tag team match is concerned we will show the world that even though we aren’t officially tag team champions yet that we are on the champions team for a reason. That is because we have always competed at a championship level and here in Mile High Wrestling will be no different.

Justice Cross:That is cor-rect!

Enforcer Anthony Cross:(Taken aback) Why did you say correct like that?

Justice Cross:Why wouldn’t I?

“Enforcer” Anthony Cross:I don’t know. That is why I am asking.

Justice Cross:Because it was fun. I enjoyed it.

“Enforcer” Anthony Cross:That is fair and just like Justice saying correct like that was fun for her that we are going to give the official tag team champions what we are going to send a message and then during the title match we will seize the opportunity to get everything we can possibly want.

Justice Cross:That is cor-rect!

::The screen fades to black as Anthony and Justice each grab their glasses and clinks them together.::

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