Quinn Residence New Orleans, LA August 25th, 2021 OFF-Camera
As Una Quinn pulled into the parking space at her apartment complex, she sent texts out to Katrina “Hairicin” Knox and Wendy “Zombie” Pellegrini to meet her there. Una exited the car, grabbed her suitcase and got a text. Una checks her phone and smiles before putting it in her back pocket, and heads to the elevator. As she reaches her apartment, she’s greeted by her dog, Gene, pawing at the door from the inside. She opens the door, greets Gene, and sees a note from J who had left only 15 minutes prior. She walks to her room and unpacks, tossing her clothes in a nearby hamper save for one of Ronnie’s shirts. She puts it on and embraces herself, before pulling her phone out and taking a selfie and sending it to Ronnie. As she comes back to the living room, she gets a couple of dog treats and tosses one to Gene. The TV is on to what Una calls the Lobby Channel. A live feed to see who enters and exits the building. She sees Hairicin and Zombie downstairs and rings them in. A couple of minutes later, the two Shieldmaidens come in the door, Hairicin knocking as they enter.
Katrina: “How was Chicago and Hayesville, lass?”
Wendy: “Psh. Shouldn’t the question be how was… wait, how do you call him again… your Wicked One?”
Una shakes her head, knowing the ribbing is part of their charm.
Una: “Ronnie is fine, thanks for asking. We had a lovely time. I made dinner to surprise him. Dessert was the other surprise…”
Una trails off and the others laugh, before Una collects herself.
Una: “ANYWAYS… we’re coming up on Game Over, and I know the two of you are in separate bouts, so I wanted to brainstorm some ideas about your matches and your opponents. And I wanted to talk to you about our newest acquisition.”
Katrina: “Actually, I was going to tell you. We’re heading out to San Clemente tomorrow to meet up with Haylie-Jo Annis.”
Una: “Who’s that?”
Katrina: “Brittany’s wife, and she has stories to tell.”
Una nods her head in agreement.
Una: “You’re doing your homework, I like our chances even more. How about you, Z?”
Zombie leans back on the couch and runs her hands over her face, before leaning forward again.
Wendy: “Five other opponents, one being a mystery. I’m working on it and, um, I think I want to handle this one solo. Been doing a lot of thinking lately, reflecting on what’s happened and didn't happen, and I think it’d be better if the world heard from me directly on this.”
Una: “You sure?”
Wendy: “Yeah. You guys, Lexa, Aoife, J… you guys have been the ones who brought me back. You were there when I didn’t have a voice anymore, and maybe that was the problem. I lost my voice long before Leah’s attack, but it’s back now. And it will be heard.”
Katrina looks over with a concerned look on her face, and Wendy shakes her head.
Wendy: “Kat, I’m fine, but like we said last time, we were second-class but look at us now. We rode the Kirigawas out of town. We rode the Crosses out of town. We’ve been unstoppable since the awakening started. The other Shieldmaidens, what happened to them? Bruiser fell. Wild Hunt fell. Solomon Cain wants to rid the world of them. Of us. We need to continue to make the statements we have. There was a time when I was able to speak, and be heard. The time has come again.”
Una, again, nods her head in agreement as she wags a finger at Wendy.
Una: “That. THAT is what I wanted to see and hear from you. That is the Zombie that I saw and wanted to see again, but better, and you’ve found it. I can’t be any more proud of you than I am right now.”
Wendy: “Yeah you can, twice actually. When I win the Penitentiary match, and when I beat Leah for the Ultimate Championship.”
Una smiles wide and starts to clap with glee.
Una: “Mmmm LOVE it. Actually, I’m okay with this. I can fly back to Hayesville after California, and meet you guys back in Vegas next week. Okay, now let’s talk about the elephant in the room, Charlie Jennings…”
Wendy’s nods in agreement.
Wendy: “We had a chance to talk some over the last few days. She’s come a long way since New York.”
Katrina: “I like her. She’s got a swagger to her that I think would fit our motley crew.”
Una: “What was she talking about when she said she was glad you were did something for yourself after doing a lot for her?”
Wendy shook her head, a tear falling from her face.
Wendy: “I did some missing persons work after I stopped working beat. Her father went missing. Nobody wanted to help her because they thought she was bad news. I took on her case myself, found the old man dead in Navesink River between New York and New Jersey. We became practically friends during that time. I’d be the one who picked her up when she got into trouble, then we lost contact a few years ago, around the same time I got sent to Los Angeles. They took my badge and everything for it.”
Wendy shakes her head and takes a long breath. Katrina leans over and into Wendy and gives her a hug from the side.
Katrina: “You’re a hero, lass.”
Una: “Fucking right you are. So, let’s have a vote. Do we bring her in?”
Wendy and Katrina both nod affirmatively at the same time.
Wendy: “Girl was feisty then, I’d rather have her with us than against us, that’s for damn sure. When she coming down?”
Una: “I told her to give us a couple of weeks, get past the pay-per-view. It’d also allow her to quit her job and come here. She’s already been in contact with Alejandra about coming in as a bouncer. She’d be a hell of an enforcer either way.”
Katrina: “Plus, from what I saw, she’s caught Dammit’s eye. She seems to be playing the field though, we’ll see what happens. Definitely want to get her story, get to know her more before we do this but I’m on board with bringing her in.”
Wendy gets up, and Harry and Una look at her, puzzled.
Wendy: “I’m curious about that too. She seems straight and responsible now, which is a bonus. I don’t mean to cut this short, but I’ve gotta head back. Whole family is down from New York due to Henri, and Mom and Lexa have taken over the kitchen. You guys should come by, believe me there will be food galore.”
Katrina: “Alright. See you in a bit?”
Una: “Should I bring anything?”
Wendy hugs them both.
Wendy: “Bring Gene, and your appetite. It’s what families do, right?”
Abandoned Warehouse San Clemente, CA August 26th, 2021 ON-Camera
From a lone vantage point, we see Una Quinn walk into frame in a black outfit and leather jacket, her wild pink hair a sharp contrast. Katrina “Hairicin” Knox steps up beside her in her riot gear and mask, the Hardcore Title on her shoulder, and arms crossed. Une paces like a caged panther, the crunching of gravel under her feet.
“Brittany Williams, the Jester of Mile High Wrestling. Do you know why I call you the Jester? Think about their role in medieval times. They were entertainers. They made people laugh. Except you… well, you’re not really funny, are you? You’re not really that entertaining either. However, to us, you’ve been very amusing to watch. Whether it was abandoning your wife, which backfired spectacularly, what, three times? We met Halo, we quite like her. How the two of you ended up together, I’ll never understand.”
Una leans into the camera, hand extended as she starts counting things off on her fingers.
“She’s pure, she’s salt of the earth. Grew up with nothing, and willing to give of herself when she has something to share. It’s very commendable. She’s a very passionate person, strong in her convictions. She wants to be somebody, and she’s already shown the world that she can. She sees the good in people, even in you. Unfortunately we must not have the same eagle vision she does. We see a rich bitch, fortunes unearned. Demanding of the world yet putting in so little effort. In your rose-colored world, you don’t feel the need to try. You’re above all of us, aren’t you? Britt, in real life, you’re wearing your mother’s horse blinders and have your head up her ass so far, it sure as shit doesn’t smell like roses, burning or otherwise.
So what are we to expect of you, hmm? Actually, we have a bet to see who turns on who first. The two of you are so alike, it’s insane, but it makes sense. Your grandmother was a crack whore, your mother is a crack whore, and I bet you were born fucking addicted too. That would explain the chain of stupidity and grand facades that you all seem to have. I hit you with that, but we’ve also seen how you can be so contradictory. You’re a product of your family, and yet you’ve bitched and complained about them. How many others have called you on your bullshit, huh?”
Una steps back, shaking her head, almost insulted at the thought of the upcoming challenger.
“Are we to believe you will take this opportunity seriously? How many times in your career have you been in this very situation and decided it wasn’t worth your time? I guarantee you look at this Hardcore Championship as something beneath you. It isn’t a World Championship that your mother has carried, ALLEGEDLY eighteen times. It isn’t a step towards a Hall of Fame level career that your mother has been honored with ALLEGEDLY four times. Yes, I am calling her accomplishments into question because as we’ve all witnessed, she’s full of shit. Hell, the two of you don’t look any more than five, maybe ten years apart. So, what, did she have you when she was NINE or something? Nothing about any of this adds up.”
Hairicin shifts position, and takes off her mask. She takes the title off her shoulder and hands it to Una before stepping up.
“You have a lot to prove, Brittany, but hear me when I tell you, it will not be proven at Game Over. You cannot fill your mother’s shoes, and the sooner you learn that, the better it could potentially be for you. You’re young, you could make something of yourself. Build it on your own body of work… but you won’t do that. You CAN’T do that. That would require effort and sacrifice and self-reflection. Maybe look in a mirror without the need for selfies, and evaluate who you really are and who you really want to be. This being rewarded simply by showing up? Guess what, little girl, life doesn’t work like that.”
Hairicin gruffly takes the title back and steps back, allowing Una to take the spotlight back.
“You are stepping into the ring with THE most dominant champion in Mile High. A champion who doesn’t need protection. Doesn’t need yesmen to boost her ego. What Hairicin DOES have, though, is family. A REAL family that knows the struggles, that crawled up from nothing to make something of themselves without the reliance of daddy’s money and mommy’s carny nature. THAT is what makes a family. THAT is what makes The Purge the most dangerous and dominant stable here in Mile High Wrestling. You, Brittany, may have been born with a spoon in your hand but guarantee it had been used for freebasing.
You’d be a fool... now see how I came back to the image of the jester again, Brittany? I just wanted to point that out for you because you’re still learning and I understand that. That is why everything I have told you has been the cold, honest, truth. You’d be a fool to think you have any chance at not only advancing in this tournament, but beating the reigning and defending Hardcore Champion. We were supposed to face Meizumi one more time, and SHE was a worthy opponent. When she decided to walk away instead of trying to climb Mount Hairicin again, we were supposed to fight Bruiser Maguire. Another worthy opponent, but again, due to circumstances out of our control, Mr. Mack decided to put you in that position. Which… considering the last side piece he had, I wouldn’t want him to put ANYBODY in ANY position.
Then again, you ARE your mother’s daughter, so it wouldn’t shock me to hear you’re messing around on YOUR wife too. Tell you what, though. At Game Over, we’ll make sure you’re in a position you’re probably the most comfortable in…”
Hairicin smirks as she holds the Hardcore Title to the camera.
The Williams/Hilton Chronicles Chapter 1 Betrayal – Brittany Hollywood, California
Brittany Williams felt like she was at top of the world. Her debut in Mile High Wrestling had gone absolutely perfect. She picked up her first win since returning to the wrestling world as a singles competitor. The third generation star felt like nothing could stop her and for her the sky was truly the limit. The Princess of both wrestling families felt like she wanted more. She just didn’t stop at being in the shadow of her mother or even that of her father. She wanted to stand out on her own and prove that she was the best of the best.
Brittany Williams stood on what looked to be a corner in a very lavish area of Hollywood Hills. She was clad in only the most expensive of clothes complete with a Michael Kors clutch bag. It wasn’t that long until a black Mercedes Benz pulled to the curly haired girl. Brittany smiled as the driver of the vehicle stepped out of the car and opened the door for her. Brittany took her time before sliding into the car. Once inside she was greeted by a black woman wearing a Kimono. The woman in the car chuckled lighting up a cigarette before puffing it slightly. The driver had closed the door and got back into the driver’s seat. Brittany looked over at the woman and gave her a hug.
“Long time no see Auntie Jenny… It really has been a while hasn’t it. I take it Japan has been treating you nicely?!”
In the backseat sat Jennifer Williams. The woman smirked as she nodded her head in agreement before taking another puff of her cigarette. She didn’t waste any time before flicking it out the window before slowly moving her attention back over to Brittany.
“How’s my favorite niece doing, or would it be better if I said my adopted daughter because let’s face it neither of your parents really did anything for you growing up. I was the one who raised you. I was the one that took care of you when your mother was too busy trying to travel to fucking Mexico to get in touch with her paternal biological family, and your dad was too busy trying to get fucked by your mother’s best friend Stephanie. It’s such a shame you had to go through all of that…”
Brittany grins in return.
“I would say things are okay for the most part, but you know as well as I do that you will always be my favorite family member and nothing could ever change that.”
Jenny nods her head smirking.
“Good I would have it no other way, and might I add you have made a great return to wrestling. I am so proud of you… I know your future is bright. Anyway we didn’t come here for small talk so talk to me dear. Why did you call me and what are you looking for?!”
Brittany takes a long deep breath.
“Well I have my own questions. What are you doing back in the United States?! I thought you left for Japan to try to find solitude in Tokyo and start something new…”
Jennifer nods her head with a grin.
“Okay I guess I will play along and answer first. Things in Tokyo have been amazing. I have established WillCo and my company is ever expanding. I am running the drug game out there. Japan was good places to get the business flowing granted there were some issues with the Yakuza and some other people. I have managed it well… As good as it is being the queen pin in a foreign country. You know I am one of the biggest Otakus you know. It’s my life. It’s the perfect place for my wife Rachel to live out her fantasy of being a cosplayer with all of the conventions that Japan holds. However there was always a feeling that I wanted more, and I want what I left behind in America… I came for Willcorp and I am not going to stop until I get it back. With Willcorp I would have access to all of the Williams Royal Suites hotels in all of the USA. I will have the business back and I will take my spot back…”
Brittany nods her head with a grin.
“But you would have to go through my daddy to get that… You know he won’t let anybody come for the business especially not you. He built his empire he is the drug game in this country and…”
Jenny smirks in return.
“Which I s why I have the element of surprise, he doesn’t even know I am here. So all I need to do is plan my move and once I do I can take what belongs to me… Make him pay because I know he had something to do with my best friend Jazzy B getting locked up. This is about vengeance and I will get it. I can sit here and talk this up to no end but it’s not about me. The question is why did you call me pumpkin? Obviously you want something so what is it…”
Brittany thinks about it for a moment before the grin escapes her lips.
“Well I have been thinking about it and I am sick of being in the shadow of my parents. I want my INHERITENCE now. Why settle for being three generations deep when I can create my own legacy. As long as my parents are breathing I won’t be able to be looked upon as being anything else than a clone of my parents. I don’t want that… I want my spot and I want it NOW! In wrestling, in life, and in everything! I want my SPOT NOW!!!”
Brittany shakes her head in disgust.
“Life was good when I was the only fucking descendant of my parents. However finding out that I was a twin and I had a brother who was put up for adoption threw a wrinkle into everything. Brayden comes into my life and he takes up the Hilton name trying to get favor with my mother for what purpose?! I know he’s after money, and I am tired of all of these extra kids coming into the picture. It’s SUPPOSED TO BE MINE!!! However having a half-brother in Tyler Sullivan, now a twin brother in Brayden, an adopted sister in Aurora, and this Xavier kid that my dad just had with his new wife… It’s bullshit… I am tired of my inheritance being split into so many different ways. I know at some point both parents are going to revise the Will to include all of them and that’s where there’s a problem…”
Brittany shakes her head in disgust.
“That doesn’t even include this Alexandra Bitch that my mom and Seleana want to bring into the fold. My mother mentioned something about maybe including her into HER will. FUCK ALL OF THAT… I won’t allow another fucking mouth to be included in something and take away from what belongs to ME!!!”
Jenny smiles nodding her head in return.
“Oh… But I thought things were good with you and Bray. I thought you were managing him another wrestling company, and you have your mother managing you…”
Brittany nods her head.
”Hey…As you always taught me Auntie Jenny you have to keep your loved ones close. It really is sad because my family should have seen all of this coming. My brother is a dip shit who is just all over my mother and is trying everything in his power to gain her approval. Like trying to gain favor by using the Hilton name is a fucking joke!”
Brittany is even angrier as she vents more.
“My mother is a master manipulator and she has stabbed so many people in the back to get what she wants. What better trait is there from learning from the best manipulator than to stab HER in the back to cement my own legacy and future?! I am tired of waiting and it’s time I get what belongs to me now. My wife Haylie Jo and I deserve the absolute best and I plan to give her the entire world. I can guarantee that by becoming sole heir to Rose Productions… And if my father is out of the picture especially if they don’t have time to adjust the will that will give me the rights to Willcorp. Based on what you are telling me that’s what you are after isn’t it…”
Jenny nods her head.
“It is… I would love that… I tell you what… I think I can arrange some stuff to happen. I can handle the Crystal problem and you can handle the Todd problem.”
“You want me to take care of my father?! He wouldn’t see it coming especially from daddy’s little girl. I can make a move and create an opening for you…”
Jenny nods her head.
“That’s all I need… He doesn’t even know I am here and if you can get me the opening I will do the rest…But that’s the long play. As far as your mother goes I think I can handle it… Are you really sure you want to go through it?! Once we do this… There is no turning back…She is your mother and”
Brittany smiles before shaking her head.
“She may have given birth to me, but she isn’t my mother. You have always filled that role Auntie Jenny… So let’s go through with whatever you have planned…”
“Good because I know her weakness. Something she won’t resist and neither of us will even have her hands dirty. Your mother Brittany has always lacked confidence. She is always impulsive and always try to seek approval. I know it has been hard dealing with her because she constantly changes moods and what not but I guess I might be the reason to blame for that. I got your mother hooked on coke and she can’t stop… It’s pulling her apart and she’s trying to reach a level of a high that she will never reach…”
Brittany rolls her eyes.
“Wait she’s been doing coke is that why she’s been the way she is… How do you know all of this, I…”
Jenny smirks in return.
“Because I have been the one who has been supplying her habit… I think I shall give her a call and give her an amount that I know she won’t be able to handle… She won’t help but overdose and well… We will both pray for their worst at that point… Consider that my gift to you and you will emerge from a princess to truly being a Queen…”
Brittany thinks about it as she cracks a grin.
“Sounds good… I love it when a plan comes together… Auntie Jenny…”
With that the two laugh as the car pulls off into the distance.
On Camera Rose Productions Movie Studio My Future Is Now Hollywood, California
The cameras come into focus and as they do we are treated to the sight of Princess Brittany Williams. She smirks as she stands outside the movie studio that her mother owns Rose Productions. A smile escapes her lips as she stands there in the trademark Williams colors of Red and Black. She is wearing a cape and has her tiara on her head. She is holding her royal scepter in her hand. She cracks a wicked grin as she looks right into the lens of the cameras.
“Isn’t such a beautiful sight?! Rose Productions movie studio is a fabulous company. To think one day my mother is going to croak and all of this, and I mean EVERY single bit of it will indeed be mine. That definitely will be a glorious day and it is one that I honestly can’t wait for. However I just want to own this building right here… Oh no… I deserve to have SO much more than that…”
Brittany raises her scepter high into the air as she cracks a wicked grin in return.
“I want to showcase that I am the heir to her ENTIRE wrestling legacy. I know I told the world that I am a third generational talent and honestly that in itself my bloodline makes me just about better than everybody in Mile High Wrestling, but I just don’t want to settle for being in my mother’s shadow. I want to usurp HER and I want to become so much more. A princess is merely a Queen in training and one day will come where I will have to step on her to get to where I want to be. If things play out in the way that I want them too it could very well be in this tournament. Just wait and see because I guarantee I will do whatever it takes to get what I want!”
Brittany laughs some more as she continues to speak.
“It wasn’t that long ago when I made my debut in this company. Of course like most people I came up through Ammo and I had to go against another relative newcomer in the Guvnor. Just like I said I was going to do. I beat him… It may not have been anywhere close to clean but I won by ANY MEANS NECESSARY. I am the one that picked up the win and instantly my stock has risen to the point where I am featured on the big fucking show. I am in the Rise of the Phoenix tournament. I might be a last minute replacement but I guarantee that this will only be the beginning of what everybody can expect from me. I deserve to be here and it’s bringing me that much closer to usurping the top spot and morphing into the Queen that I am destined to become. Not only that but I am blessed with a Hardcore Championship match opportunity. I get a chance to challenge for gold in just my second match… Who is honestly better than me?!”
Brittany shakes her head.
“NOBODY!!! Auntie Stephanie may have quickly tried to rise through the ranks and fucked her way into becoming relevant in a high spot on the cards before she got fired, my mother laid a fucking egg and showcased how much she was a scrub in her first outing. Which in turn made her become the biggest fucking try hard to try to woo people over that a “stunt” double was used in that first match. No amount of hair dye and a change of personality will be able to cover that level of bullshit…
Yet here I am… Little old me, standing at twenty years old and in my second match I came this far?! Who is honestly better than me?! Spoiler alert… Not that many people… However I can sit here and constantly talk myself up but let’s talk about what’s in front of me. I have the chance to gain even more respect, win a title, advance in a tournament, and beat the snot out of one of the most dominant champions in the company. I guess that brings me to the woman that’s standing in front of me in Haircin… Am I supposed to be impressed?!”
Brittany seems bored as she shrugs her shoulders.
“I mean… Perhaps I should be shivering in my boots. I am going to be in the ring with a big Bitch. A woman who could practically just throw me across the ring with ease, she stands at 5’10 and weighs in at 170 pounds. I am barely 5’2 and I only weigh 103 pounds. That on paper is a serious mismatch and she is looking to just run through me.”
Brittany claps her hands.
“Congratulations you might have the size advantage but let me explain something. I just don’t give a fuck. I am as resourceful as they come. I will win by any means necessary. The only thing that sucks about being in a Hardcore match is the fact that I am used to doing things sneakily. I am used to bending the rules to suit me, and it’s not cheating if you get caught. I know you will want to break me down but honestly you can go fuck yourself. When people look at me especially those from the purge or the shield maidens, I know the ONLY thing you can see is that I am the daughter of Crystal Zdunich…
I am sick and tired of that being used against me. I can’t help it whose stupid cunt I came out of. I can’t helped it if my mother decided to spread her legs open like a little whore and had a teenage pregnancy at 13 years old. That’s shit I can’t control. In the eyes of all of you bitches from New Orleans and I know your feelings probably linger from that of Eavan Maloney, Krigare, Zdunich or insert whatever name she wishes to use for the week. The fact is I am not my mother! Whatever you say on Efedder on Twitter or Social Media doesn’t really affect me, and I don’t care on how people perceive me. I rather hit you where it hurts! I rather beat you in the ring, take your title and laugh at you from afar. You can run your mouth but when I am the one with the title and advancing in the tournament I guess that would mean I have the final word right or even the last laugh…”
Brittany looks deeper into the camera.
“But hey when I think of the small engine that could taking on the big bad I can’t help but think of David versus Goliath, or even Jack and the Beanstalk. I would say both stories symbolize what’s about to go down. Goliath stood there laughing on for somebody to rise up and the most unlikely of people a small boy struck him dead. Of course Jack went to the Giant and STOLE many things before chopping the beanstalk and the Giant falling to his demise. After being in the ring with me not only will I STEAL your championship but I will kill your career…”
Brittany blows a kiss to the camera.
“Don’t worry though. I am sure you might be able to RISE LIKE A PHOENIX… It just won’t be in the tournament. I actually would be DOING you a favor because we know Zombie is going to fuck things up. The two of you could focus on actually doing tag team things and you could focus on that. It won’t be the singles career though. That ends with your match with me. Consider this game over… This princess is ready to ascend and is willing to stab whoever, beat the shit out of whoever to get what she wants. I am claiming my inheritance right now… All Hail Princess Brittany! I am making an official Decree that this will be the biggest upset of the night… See you bitch and get ready to bow before your highness. Whether you like it or not you will show me some respect!
With that Brittany raises her scepter in the air as we fade out on this image.
Last Edit: Sept 2, 2021 16:15:49 GMT -6 by crystal
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May 12, 2021 16:00:11 GMT -6
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May 13, 2021 15:05:01 GMT -6
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May 17, 2021 15:21:30 GMT -6
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Jul 4, 2021 14:22:58 GMT -6
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Aug 7, 2021 6:56:18 GMT -6
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Aug 7, 2021 8:48:13 GMT -6
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Aug 8, 2021 16:28:35 GMT -6
Admin: I appreciate yall! ✊💯💯 Ima look into it this week. Apologies to everyone if some of the images for the show tonight have that Photobucket watermark. I didn't have the time today obviously to make any switches. But I will make time this week. 💯💯
Aug 8, 2021 17:43:04 GMT -6
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Aug 8, 2021 17:44:00 GMT -6
Admin: ***NOTE*** I moved the deadline up 12 hours to give the judges an extra day to read over the rps.
Aug 10, 2021 15:29:37 GMT -6
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Aug 12, 2021 16:08:47 GMT -6
Admin: Ima still switch back to it though, because the Photobucker watermarks are still showing up on some images.
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Aug 20, 2021 9:45:58 GMT -6
cmosh: Marisol Vilaró is Spanish, she is from Spain
Sept 14, 2021 22:50:17 GMT -6
Admin: Noted 💪💯💯 So I can get Rrina to teach me how to pronounce her name.
Sept 15, 2021 15:35:32 GMT -6
cmosh: Don't worry I don't know how to pronounce it either. She is actually played by someone else, so it is sometimes hard to do RP's with them due to our work schelduce but I am alound to use the character over here
Sept 15, 2021 19:28:12 GMT -6
Admin: Trying something different with the match writing, based off of research and just to try something new. It's a hit or miss concept, so feedback would be appreciated. ThrowDown will also debut the new layout concept. AMMO will start with that new layout...
Sept 18, 2021 8:35:55 GMT -6
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