<![CDATA[X-treme Wrestling Federation - Relentless Day 1 RP Boards 2022]]>

<![CDATA[X-treme Wrestling Federation - Relentless Day 1 RP Boards 2022]]> https://xwf1999.com/ Sun, 03 May 2026 07:46:32 +0000 MyBB <![CDATA[The Law]]> https://xwf1999.com/showthread.php?tid=44588 Thu, 22 Sep 2022 23:53:20 -0700 Mr. Oz]]> https://xwf1999.com/showthread.php?tid=44588

The Interdimensional Camera went through a portal, coming out and finding a different version of Oswald, who stood amongst a battlefield. It looked like a mix of tech and medieval armaments. Oswald's left wrist held a somewhat bulky looking contraption, and in his right hand a spear, shimmering in the dim light. The enemies began to line up, holding what seemed to be futuristic crossbows, and soon the sound of someone giving them the order to fire was heard and a hail of crossbow bolts were being fired at him. As he heard the command, he activated the contraption, and started to run towards the line of shooters, as the bolts looked like energy being shot straight at him.

The activated device began to coat him in the very same substance that covered his God form. The substance that looked like it was made out of wood, but was in actually as hard as the strongest metal in the universe, with a massive tower shield in front of him as he continued to charge. Some of the blasts got through, not just his defense, but to slice through his armor and start to make him bleed. With a massive roar he'd leap into the air and SLAM himself shield first into the ground, causing an eruption of earth around him, tossing enemies into the air and the shaking of the very earth, made some tumble and land onto their ass.

He began to swing his spear, cutting and stabbing with the tip, causing lacerations in faces, necks, stabs threw major organs. He then threw the spear, impaling several people before touching his device and the spear would teleport back into his unarmed hand as swords, halberds and energy whips began to slash and crack at him, deflecting the blows with spear and shield. Each stab with his spear, caused another life. Another deflect allowing another opening from his boot or his weapon, though for a few of the occasions, he'd used the shield to crush skulls in. As most came in from his shield side, he rushed into the crowd forming, and like a rampaging bull, throwing people around with it, as he made his way to the Commander of this little regiment, and the two stood toe to toe with one another, as slowly those who weren't trampled and killed by his charge, those who didn't land awkwardly enough to break bones or their own necks in very teeny tiny cases, with those fit enough, charging after him. He began rarely looked away from the captain, as he began to stab and crush with the spearhead and shaft of it and in one instance, he'd throw so hard, it'd impale nearly four people at once before recalling it. The two men began to brawl, fists flying but both continued to stand and grow angrier and more violent with their punches as they continued to lay into one another, but neither seemed to get the upperhand on the other.

"Relentless. I don't exactly have the best track record here, but y'know what, I don't care. This pay-per-view, it's going to be a bloodbath. Elijah, I don't care about your past, because it's a waste of fucking space. You, are a waste of air in this world. I've looked at the history of the belts, to see if you ever worn one, and to my surprise you have! The Anarchy in fact! However, where did that translate in your success?

Fuck all. I don't have to tout my lineage. This shit is well documented and if you were a better goddamn wrestler, you'd know you face a very decorated champion. I have been felled by and have beaten greater men and women than you. I may forgotten to cut my true first promo against your bitch ass, but I actually thought to myself 'Hey, Self, who the FUCK is Elijah Martin and why should I try to go too hard on this insignificant worm of a human being?' So, I didn't take you seriously. Honestly, still don't. You're not my equal. You're not on my level. I deserve the best opponents, the best goddamn feuds, and all I get are people like you. The human equivalents of the teacup variety of dogs. Ankle biting, short tempered little shits who will bitch and growl at those bigger than you, not understanding the fact that you're tiny. A big dog like me, we treat you with kid gloves.

Because if we ever... EVER take them off...

Well, you wouldn't exist any longer. You'd be broken, you'd be harmed beyond all recognition. This is your designation. Your lot in life. To be the cannon fodder of the world. You are trash, you are the scum of the earth. The XWF needs someone to clean your kind from this company. If it means I have to do the job, then I'll fucking do it. Because I'm sick and tired of going up people who don't measure up to true competition.

Why do you think I haven't been taking a few of my past matches seriously?

Because I don't need to. I have nothing to prove. My opponents do.

However, I believe it's getting to be that time, where I will need to start being serious with people like you.

Will it be this match? Maybe.

Will it be the next one I have? We'll see.

Either way, this match is my transition. From being simply the money man, the Billion Dollar Champion and Billion Dollar Man, to becoming the Destroyer.

The Cleaner.

The Annihilator.

It is time...

Time to begin my story...

The story of The Eradicator, God Champion Oswald.

See you soon, Elijah."]]>

She ran...

It was a vicious cycle of self doubt and shattered ego that Dolly had been battling for years, but this time it was going to cost her more than a shiny gold belt, or a run at the top of the card.

This time it would cost her a friend.

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Dolly's plan to rescue Vita, or lack thereof, had totally gone sideways.

Believing that she could just walk in alone and ill prepared, and somehow still get herself and Vita out of this alive? Maybe that same naive foolishness was yet another reasoning as to why Dolly seemed to continuously derail her career at every turn.

There was still hope, however.

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Dolly just needed to go...

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A calm suburban street is where our story begins. In 1985, you would expect to see a neighborhood like this one filled with children playing in the streets. (Yeah, the 80’s weren’t the safest) but in this digital age, everyone seems to have something better to do.

The peaceful silence is soon broken as the Delorean crashes onto the road and swerves wildly to a stop just inches from taking out someone’s mailbox!

The driver’s door lifts open and for some reason a heavy fog rolls out of the floorboards along with Dolly Waters.

Did it work?

She looks around feverishly for any clue to when she is, but no luck.

Then a bright idea hits her! She just Googles: “What is today’s date?”

Friday, September 9th 2022

”Great! Now I just need to catch Vita when she’s alone!”

Dolly hops back into the Delorean and pulls the door down. She needs to make it from New York To California in a day’s time.

Fortunately this car can do more than travel through time!

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It was twelve days in the past, and here Dolly was where it all began.

BAM TRIES TO BREAK THE COVER-

(THREEEEEEEEEEEE!)

-BUT HE’S TOO LATE!

WINNERS - THE MIDNIGHT DOLLS!

Sure, Dolly could have gone back to a few moments before Vita was murdered. Maybe she could have even tested the theory that meeting yourself in the past was a harbinger of some sort of coming disaster, but no, the best way to save Vita, and The Midnight Dolls chances at Relentless, was going to be to go back to Savage...

Dolly took pause to look at the message once more.

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Dolly needed to tell her that she could handle the tough stuff. She didn't need to be kept at a distance, not on the streets; should they ever attempt to fight crime again, or within the XWF. Whatever this viXen was up to, they would be better off tackling the issue as a team, because as Dolly had full well seen first hand, trying to do everything by yourself can get messy.

The past versions of Dolly and Veets walk through the curtain just moments after defeating Justin York and Bam Miller.

Vita: "We did it! Told ya! The Midnight Dolls are 2 and 0 heading into Relentless!"

Dolly was full of confidence on that night.

Dolly: And soon we'll make it 3 and 0 when we win the Tag Championships at Relentless!

Vita: "Heck yeah!”

Dolly stopped, as did Vita, and the two girls faced one another.

Dolly: Hey, I need to catch up with Mark real quick. I’ll meet you in the locker room shortly. We can go grab a bite together.

Vita smiled innocently. Vita: ”I don’t think we share similar tastes, but I’d be happy to join you while you eat!”

Dolly bopped the side of her head with her palm. Dolly: Oh yeah, duh. I keep forgetting that you drink blood now. We don’t have to go out. I could grab whatever’s left over in catering and we could go out looking for trouble!

Vita: ”I never go looking for trouble!”

Dolly admired Vita’s steadfast devotion to being a hero and role model, and also her true meaning going over Vita’s head.

Dolly: I only meant we could scour the streets for nodowells.

Vita’s eyes lit up as she bared her fangs with an excited smile.

Vita: “OH! Totally! The next best thing to actually training is kicking the butts of street thugs and assbutts!”

Dolly: Perfect! I’ll see you shortly.

With a brief embrace, the Doll’s parted ways. Vita walked down the halls with a pep in her step that resembled more of a skip. Now safely distanced from the current time version of herself, future Dolly ambushed Vita with a big swinging hug. Vita: “What the crap!”

Dolly: VITA!

Vita: “Dolly!?”

Dolly: Sorry, it’s just good to see you well.

Dolly dropped Vita back to her feet and stared into her big brown beautiful and mostly alive eyes!

Vita: “Ummm, okay? What happened with Flynn?”

Dolly: Nothing, don’t worry about it. That was weeks ago anyway.

Vita raised her eyebrow… No wait, it was already up. Well, she raised it even frickin higher!

Vita: “Are you okay?”

Dolly: Listen, we need to talk, but before we get into this, I need you to have an open mind, okay?

Vita: “An open mind? I’m a Vampire! I pretty much believe in everything now!”

Dolly: Good point… Okay, listen carefully. I’m not your Dolly, I’m from the future, and we need to talk, urgently; The Future of The Midnight Dolls is at stake![/dpink]

Vita surveyed their surroundings. Noone in sight.

Vita: “Well, we’re alone, and we’re talking, soooo….?”

Dolly then double checked to make sure nobody was listening in.

[dolly]Dolly: Not here. Get dressed and meet me at this address later tonight. Dolly passed a folded piece of paper to Vita. And PLEASE don’t bring me, I think doing so would cause the universe to implode or something. IDK, it’s from an old movie. I just know it’s BAD!

Vita nodded and the two went their separate ways.

For now.

Backstage at the September 14th, Warfare, a frustrated Dolly Waters punched the sign and left a crack between the words: DOL/LS

Dolly: ...this is gon’ be bad.

The door pulled open from the other side.

Vita: ”Dolly!” A gleeful cry the same as before. Vita wrapped her arms around Dolly and buried her head into her shoulder. ”That was a GOOD effort tonight!”

Dolly: Good? GOOD?!

Dolly writhed from her embrace, leaving Vita behind. Concerned, The Midnight Doll leader followed Dolly into the dressing room and gently placed a hand on her shoulder as the two sat on the sofa.

Dolly: I got wrecked out there tonight.

Vita: ”Yeah, but you tried your best and that’s all that matters!”

Dolly’s eye twitched and her face twisted. My best? My best would have been beating those Bastards into submission tonight so that we had the momentum leading into Relentless. Do you think Jenny or Mark care that I gave my best, or that I cost us the match!?

Vita: ”...well, maybe Mark and Jenny don’t care, but I do Dolly.

That’s all that matters now. Win, lose, draw, whatever, I just want you to be here for this team, to be here for me.”

Dolly: Why would you want anything to do with me now? I’m just going to drag you down.

No you’re wrong, Dolly… I need you.

Something that seemed and sounded so ridiculous, yet felt so genuine. Dolly sees again, that hope beaming from her partner's eyes.

But this time in a way not exactly like all those others she’d let down before.

It was almost as if buried into Vita’s memory was the heroics of sacrifice, and bravery her partner has already displayed by bending the space time continuum to save her. And when Dolly spotted this peculiar look, it wasn’t one that would stoke the urges to run from the chances of failure.

No ones ever really told me that before… at least that way

Vita: “Well, I do! I know that all wrestlers are in this business for the titles and glory. Heck, I can’t say that I’m not myself, but that’s not what it’s all about!

I came here because YOU inspired me to! I have the career and life that I have now thanks to you, and as much as I’ve enjoyed ALMOST every part of this ride; Right now, I’m even more interested now in working with the very person who inspired me to enter this business to begin with.”

“You’re the dream, Dolly, more than any championship ever could be. This! Now! It’s once in a lifetime, and a dream come true.”

Dolly lifts her head and meets Vita’s eyes with a smile

Vita: “You literally can’t disappoint me. I just need you to be here.”

Dolly: We’re the dream, Vita. We’re the hope.

Comfort food;
and at her FAVORITE slice shop!
Bleecker Street Pizza!

With the toss of a flour covered dough ball, Luigi greeted Vita with a friendly smile and a hardy wave into the pizzeria.

Luigi Tostino: “Hey hey, it's a Vita The Vampire, huh? You wanna the small double extra cheese, yes!?”

Vita: “You know it!” Vita said with some really dorky double indexes pointing to the part-time pizza guy throwing the dough.

A scene all too familiar, but as Vita entered the dining area an unexpected voice called out to her.

Dolly: Hey!

Vita: ”Hey!” Vita took a seat across from her tag team partner. ”I’m glad that you decided to come.”

Dolly: Me too.

Vita: “We’re totally tearing it up in the ring now! Our timing is on point, our moves are snappier. I think that we’re finally ready to take home the gold!”

Dolly: Oh yeah, we’ve got this one in the bag! The Bastards and Thugs won’t know what hit them!

A disappointed frown fell across Vita’s face.

Vita: “We’re ready, and I’m totally confident in our ability to stand toe to toe with any team out there, but we aren’t guaranteed anything. Any number of factors could go wrong out there. I already have an “L” to Tommy Wish in singles thanks to a lighting malfunction.”

Dolly: “Lighting malfunction” my ass, everyone saw that it was Graves’ dumbass screwing you in that match cause he was trying to get his dick wet in Jacki’s O’Lantern!

Vita’s face contorted in disgust. Vita: “Ew!”

With Vita’s reaction, Dolly cracked a half smile.

Dolly: Besides, I’m just messin’ with ya. Win or lose, what matters is that we give it our all!

Vita: “And have fun in the process!”

The two women stare at each other in silence.

Vita: “But we ARE totally winning those championships!”

Luigi Tostino: “One a large-a double cheese-a, just-a for you’s and your-a friend!”

Suddenly a man burst through the front door with a bang!

Vita and Dolly: The Midnight Dolls jump to their feet at the commotion.

“Help! Help!”

Luigi Tostino: “What-a is it my friend?”

“Somebody kicked the shit out of a bunch of guys outside!”

The Dolls and Luigi walk out to find Biff's thugs groaning, sore, and restrained.

While Luigi is calling the police, Vita notices a small flap of paper sticking curiously out of one of the thugs' shirt pockets.

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It was then that Dolly noticed Vita reading the note.

Dolly:Vita: “Long story, but we have all night if you want to “What do you have there?”

Vita’s first instinct was to lie. Could Dolly even comprehend what happened? Would she believe it if she did? Vita didn’t know for sure, but there was one thing that she was sure of-

[dpink]Vita: “It’s a letter from you, unmm, in the future.”[dpink]

lies were not a good foundation to build a partnership, no matter what the intent.

Dolly leaned back and looked at Vita sideways. Dolly: The future? Uh, what?

hear it!”

What’s more Relentless than this, Vita? The Midnight Dolls, fighting back against all odds!

Vita: “ALL THE FRICKIN ODDS!”

Dolly: Damn right, what a wild ride. Too bad you weren’t there for it!

Vita: “Well I was there in spirit.”

Dolly: Actually, you were a spirit!

Vita: “Well, I’m glad you fixed it.”

Dolly: I couldn’t have done it without you. Because yer’ more than just the spirit of the Dolls, Vita. Yer’ the heart and soul. And now that we’ve fought back, to fix the mistakes of our past, it’s time to fix the XWF tag team division. It’s time for the Tag Team division to finally be represented by a team that will fight for the ordinary girls with the big dreams.

Vita: “And not just for the big payday and all of the perks that go along with it!”

Dolly: No rotten foot fetishes or rotten attitudes.

Vita: “Yeah, and you won’t see any knifes aimed at our backs!”

Dolly: Especially not from each other! Like the fate that befell the last champions.

Dolly shakes her head with a look of tired shame, as Vita continues

Vita: “We’ve literally spent the last two weeks saving each other! You’ll never have to worry about either of us playing the jealousy card because we actually support one another and want to see each of us succeed!”

Dolly: That’s why The Midnight Dolls are ready to lead this tag team division into THE !

Vita: You know who most def wouldn’t be up to such a task? Tommy Wish and Johnny Black: The THUGS!

Dolly: No doubt. The THUGS aren’t those to steward an entire rank of competition, they’re sadly only survivors. The constants. The things that’ll always be around for someone or something to smash. Like the cockroaches that’ll live on once we’re all dead and gone, only serving the purpose of grossing out an entire new species of life that takes over Earth.

Vita: “I don’t know, I’ve never seen a cockroach whip The Bastard’s on Anarchy, but I’ve seen the Thugs do it. Now, the question is, does that reflect on the talent of the Thugs or the Bastards? Well, considering one team stopped teaming for almost a year, and the other hasn’t exactly lit the world on fire, I’d say-”

Dolly: That they BOTH suck!

Vita: “Okay, Dolly. Tell me how you really feel..”

Dolly: Well, honestly, I think The Bastards are a little overconfident right now. Too smug and full of themselves to show that they care about this match. Just like some bullies, they think they’ve got this match sewn up. The same type of hubris that cost them against Flynn and Comrade last year anyway. The one that sent them packing as a tag team. They’re not taking us seriously, Vita.

Vita points finger to chin to give the issue thought.

Vita: “OR!! Maybe they're on a big time traveling adventure like we were, but forgot to take along the cameras? Whatever the excuse, their lack of content has to have BastardNet subscribers up in arms! They’re probably losing more subs than Netflix!”

“Which is funny, considering how seriously they took that match on Warfare! It just goes to show how worried they must be about facing us at Relentless! Think about it, you were teaming with the number one contender to the Universal Championship and the former Television champion, and The Bastards didn’t even flinch, but The Midnight Dolls? They know that they're outmatched and outclassed by a better, fresher, younger, hungrier, do I need more adjectives!? Point is, We outclass Them No Good Bastards and The Thugs in every way, and they both know it! The ONLY difference is one team realized the mountain they’d have to climb to become champions and went radio silent. The other went bowling… Four frickin times!”

Dolly: Someone’s arms gotta be sore after that! she stops and rolls her eyes, What a bummer that must be. I mean The Midnight Dolls only had to break the boundaries of time and space to ensure that this team would come together the strongest that it possibly could be!

Just like I said before, the XWF Tag Team Division is getting a pair of champions who will stop at nothing to be victorious. Who will fight the Bastards, the Thugs, the bullies, the misogynists, the manipulators, the cheats, to bring honor to these belts, by being the champions of all those who have to stave off these types of struggles every day.

Vita: “But more importantly, champions that will defend the titles with the respect and honor that this division deserves!”

-ding dong-

The doorbell to the top floor penthouse at 725 5th Ave. in rings.

“Hey doofus-”

It’s Biff again, the present Biff, the Biff who’s going to be refereeing like seven matches at XWF Relentless.

“Get the door, and tell them to get outta’ here!” he commands Needles, the lead bassist of Red Hot Chili Peppers who also happens to be there, “-I don’t have time for any interruptions, I’ve got a flight to catch, and payday to cash.”

Not today, Biff.

It’s Dolly Waters. The present Dolly Waters. The Dolly who’s going to win the XWF Tag Championships with Vita Valenteen at Relentless.

I know all about your plans to fix these matches.

“Ha! Is that right?” he leans over, mocking her “and what are YOU gonna’ do about it butthead?”

Me? I’ve already kicked yer’ ass enough for a lifetime… but I know someone who can kick it even harder.

Suddenly Crispen Glover storms into the room. Looks like he’s been eating his wheaties. He knocks out Needles with one punch. Biff is startled by the unexpected cameo of George McFly on roids!

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Dolly just needed to go...

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It was twelve days in the past, and here Dolly was where it all began.

BAM TRIES TO BREAK THE COVER-

(THREEEEEEEEEEEE!)

-BUT HE’S TOO LATE!

WINNERS - THE MIDNIGHT DOLLS!

Crispen marches right up to Biff, his right fist bawled tightly.

“That’s right Biff!”

“Wait a minute McFly!”

-POW-

George McFly knock’s Biff loopy and towers over him heroically.

“It’s been over 35 years, Biff, and we’re sick of your bullying schemes! If you even think about messing with the Dolls or doing anything to screw them over at Relentless-” Crispen pumps his bawled fist up close for Biff to see. “-they’ll be more where that came from, buster!”

]]> <![CDATA[Peep Show]]> https://xwf1999.com/showthread.php?tid=44539 Thu, 22 Sep 2022 19:17:12 -0700 Jenny Myst]]> https://xwf1999.com/showthread.php?tid=44539 I was a Peeping Jane once. It was horrifying.

A lot of the neighborhood kids did it, as there wasn't much else to do growing up in the desert. That and ding dong ditch. The things that amused kids before mobile phones, Tik Tok and vape cartridges. It was a simpler time, a better one.

Oftentimes, sleepovers were spent planning which house we would hit and our exit strategy if the person were to come to the door. Who would ring it, who would hide, what route we would run. There isn't much cover in the vast emptiness of the Mojave. The houses were often times spread out, too, making our retreat back to the 'safehouse' a treacherous and tiresome one. Still, we did it every so often and it was something we cherished.

There was one house on the block, however, that we had never hit. The entire thing gave us bad vibes. It was a large house on the corner of the block, and if it weren't for the red F150 pickup in the driveway we wouldn't even know anyone lived there. The weeds were overgrown, the windows a big on the foggy side, and the paint looked like the original coat from whenever the hell the house was built. The windows always had curtains closed, too, so seeing inside through the milky-glass wouldn't be possible anyway.

"I think we should hit that house." I remember telling my friends. Everyone was skeptical, and for good reason. Most of the houses we hit, we knew them. We saw them out and about and giggled to each other about what we had done. We had never seen anyone come or go from that house.

Since it was my idea, I would be the one going up to the house to ring the bell. I protested, but I lost. I didn't fear it, because I didn't fear anything, but my stomach was a bit queasy. One of the brats in our group was our designated researcher (I guess being a dick as a child pays off, because today they are a Crime Scene Investigator!), and they told us that the house belonged to a Mr. Brown. An Emmett Brown, who was a retired doctor from the UNLV but had a traumatic situation in his personal life and has been a recluse ever since. He only left the house late at night when nobody would see him, though I doubted that because we had watched the house all night sometimes and never seen the F150's brake lights.

"They used to call him Doc". Doc Brown, hmmmm. I had heard that name before.

"You know, like that shitty movie from the 80's."

Ahh, yes that was it. All he is missing is the DeLorean, which we also thought was a stupid car.

90's kids thought they were so much cooler than the 80's kids. And the 80's were soooo long ago. Ancient history.

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Before we knew it, the 5 of us were surrounding the house. We wanted to scout it out first, see what the best approach would be. Didn't need whoever or whatever was in there to see us coming before we got there.

We thought a 5 prong approach was a good strategy, because, ya know, we were kids and splitting up to approach a creepy and potentially dangerous house individually was the best rationale in our minds at the time. Sheesh.

I made my way to the lower floor window, closest to the front door where I would be tasked with ringing the bell when the time came. Jackie (CSI) to the garage, Anthony (the only boy allowed) to the back yard, Tanya to the other side of the house and Breanna as the lookout, down by the street, in case anything we didn't see happened.

I couldn't see a damn thing. The curtains were down, and the dusty ass windows made it impossible even to see between the cracks where the curtains met. I pressed my face up against it and I still couldn't, but the inside of the house was dark. The night was quiet except for the crickets and the occasional bullfrog. The stars were flashlights in the vast, and pitch black, Nevada sky.

Jackie's voice broke the silence. It was just above a whisper but the night was so quiet it sounded like a scream. "HOLY CRAP GUYS, COME LOOK AT THIS!"

I damn near jumped out of my skin, but when I realized who it was I calmed down a bit. My breathing was still heavy when I met the group at the garage. She had tipped over a garbage can and was standing on top of it, peering in. "He has the car! You know, from the movie!" We all gasped, and just had to have our turn to look at it! We all gasped in awe, not believing that it would be a real thing! We just HAD to know who lived in this house!

(Sidenote: Turns out, it was just a Pinto. I said she was a crime scene investigator, I never said she was a good one.)

My curiosity was at its peak. I jumped off the can and made my way around the house. There had to be SOMETHING here. My converse sneakers crunched the rocky gravel below, and I swear I saw a light flicker from inside. I told myself I was just being paranoid. As I made it towards the back of the house I noticed that there was a window that had the curtains open enough to maybe see something. Maybe. AHA! A mistake! I didn't alert the squad though, as I wanted to make sure it wasn't a dud first. I got up close, trouncing right through his mini garden with reckless abandon, and peered into the window. I gasped and fell back, ass-first into the mini garden that was for some reason on the side of the house. There was, or so I was sure I saw, a decomposing body chained to a nasty bed in the middle of the room. There was a folding table with assorted tools and what looks like chemistry jars. Dead animals lay all over the room too, in various stages of decomposition. There was some sort of chart on wheels in the corner of the room with a bunch of calculations on it. I couldn't believe what I saw! I gained my composure, and decided to give the room another looksee, make sure I wasn't losing my mind. Just as I got up, a light came on in the room. I took off around the house.

"We have to go, now!" My voice was cracked and breathy. Everyone was perplexed, they didn't believe it. They told me I needed to ring the bell, that nobody was home, that all I needed to do was ring it and we could go. Just to say we did it. They finally calmed me down enough to work up the courage to do it. I will admit, it gave me a thrill KNOWING that someone was home.

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I approached the door with a shaky hand. I watched as my finger extended towards the dim orange button. I could almost feel their anticipation behind me.

I pressed it in, and I heard the chimes inside the house ring like the bells of Notre Dame. Nothing happened. I exhaled. I was getting ready to do it again when the door flung open and an arm shot out. A wrinkled, white haired, blood spotted arm. It grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and pulled me towards the house. Everyone behind me screamed, but I couldn't. I was able to wriggle myself free. Despite the initial surprise, the hand wasn't overly strong. I took off like I was shot out of a cannon. We all began to run, looking behind us from time to time to make sure we weren't being chased. We weren't.

We got back to the 'safehouse', gasping and breathing heavily, hands on our knees. We all agreed, we were never going near that house again.

You probably think that is where the story ends? I wish it was.

After that night, a bunch of weird instances began to happen. I can't speak for them, and don't want to botch details, but I will share my experience.

One night about two months later, I was home alone and decided to go to bed early. I was in bed (actually a futon on the floor) when I noticed the shadow of the tree outside that was falling on the blinds/window had a strange shape to it. I was on the phone with a friend, and I kept watching the shadow because it just looked different than normal. After I hung up the phone, I kept watching and noticed that it moved slightly. I figured it was the wind and just kept staring at it. Now, here's the thing to keep in mind. I always changed in that room. I would shower and then go to my room to dry off or put on lotion, etc.

Anyway, after watching the weird shadow for a bit, I finally decided to do a super-sleuth roll out of bed and I crawled over to the window. I was pretending to be a spy and basically entertaining myself with these shenanigans when I carefully pulled apart the blinds to come face to face with THAT man. He had obviously seen me coming because he just stood there with his face right up against the window staring me down while I screamed.

It took a moment for me to gain my composure, but when I did, I ran to the phone and kept dialing 991. I was so freaked out that I couldn't figure out why no one was answering. I finally dialed 911 and the police came quickly.

When they got there, they went out to my back patio only to discover evidence, such as semen, all over my wall under the window and face and hand prints on every pane of glass (there were 32 panes—it was an old-fashioned, crank open kind of window). I had apparently been giving a nightly peep show to this guy for months.

They caught him several weeks later only to discover that he had been watching all of us and had laid plans to murder one of us. The cops wouldn't tell me who he had picked, but they did come by to check on me several times.

By the way, the guy was sent to prison for a few years, and I moved as soon as I could after that. The worst part is, I can still see his face calmly staring at me just a few inches away while I screamed. It was horrific.

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"You just couldn't leave well enough alone, could ya? You couldn't just take the loss and move on. I beat you back in May and left you for dead, but like Pet Cemetery you just kept coming back! Needling and needling. Poking the bear with a sharpened stick. You went off and won the Alpha Wrestling Women's Title and suddenly you popped back up like a pimple on the holidays and thought that you meant something in the XWF--that you meant something to me. It's like you won the starting job on JV and suddenly felt like you deserved to make Varsity. Baby girl, you're out of your league and over your head. I've faced a lot of delusional twats like you in my day, who thought they were something that they clearly weren't, and every time it turned out that they were exactly who I thought they were. Lexi Gold isn’t a superstar. Lexi is the girl who is so wasted after one beer then acts like an annoying piece of shit the rest of the night. Walking around telling everyone how wasted she is.

You're nothing, Lex, and you will always be nothing.

You could have come here and put your Alpha Women's title on the line in front of an audience who would actually buy a Pay Per View, but Zakk Night over there wouldn't let that happen. 'The Women's Title has to stay in Alpha Wrestling'. Vinnie was willing to listen to an offer to make a title fight happen, but no dice and that third rate title stays in that third rate company. If I wanted to come there and take it, I would in the snap of a finger. I don't want that from you, yet. It's a good fall back option, though. It's something to keep your pea brain occupied so when I dismiss you from Relentless like the last day of school, you'll have something to prevent you from biting down on that cyanide capsule.

I own you, Lexi. I own you inside and outside of that ring. I am the reason you're even on the card for the company's largest Pay Per View. I stooped to your level to put you away once and for all because, well, to be blunt, after everything that has gone on lately, I need a break. I need a layup, I need an easy victory.

But then again, when have I ever done anything the easy way?

I am going to drag you around by your blonde mop and do whatever I feel like to you. I may drag your dusty ass all over the city, give the people a real show for their money! Or I may put you away quickly like a bullet between the eyes. You just never know what mood I’ll be in, but please do know that either scenario is beyond possible. It’s fixing to be a long night for Lexi Gold.

But at least we will have closure, no? At least we will know that Jenny Myst owns Lexi Gold. At least we will KNOW that we are miles apart and that you’re years away from being even a fraction of what I am in this business. It’s not just in ring ability, because I’ll admit I am not perfect. I have had some big wins, and some head scratching losses, but for my size I’d say I have done pretty well! But it's not about that. It is what I bring to this business, to a card, to a Savage or Warfare, to a Pay Per View. The commercials I had, the talk show I used to run, the countless segments. Commentary, backstage, interferences you name it. I bring something different to the table, Lex. You aren’t even out of the pantry yet. Am I the top talent here? No, but you bet your bottom-fucking-dollar that everyone on this roster knows my fucking name.

They all know that I am a must-win match, otherwise have the chance to lose the match and get skinned like a deer, and I am pretty goddamn good at skin suits.

Lexi, I know this all may be a whirlwind to you. Where is crazy Jenny? Where is the Jenny who adores game time with friends, eating roadkill, loves bunnies and dark colors. Where is the Jenny who literally spent three entire promos listing off random facts about Bonnie and Clyde and somehow tied it together with the overall plot line? Where is the Jenny who wears dark makeup and pastel colored clothing? THAT Jenny will always be with me, but this Jenny needs to talk a few moments to be real with you. I’ve seen plenty like you in my time here. You’re an attention whore without the attention. You just have to leach onto someone who is better than you for the hope that one time they will slip up and your name will be in the headlines. That maybe, juuuust maybe….someday, somebody will give a shit.

They don’t Lex, they don’t and they never will. It happens to us all. We get stuck in this monotonous vortex, same shit over and over, with no real conclusion until we’re too old to wrestle anymore or too injured. The difference is, I have been able to overcome it. I have risen above and forced them to remember me. Do you have that in you? Some people are different from the start. Everyone here knew I would be a problem from the minute I laced up a pair of boots, and even then I still had to go through a rollercoaster of ups and downs, more bad than good. You’ve yet to experience bad. You think the beating I gave you was bad? You think your winless record on the major shows here is bad? You think that you’re not being taken seriously is bad? Just wait, baby girl. Just wait until you’re no longer convenient. Just wait until they don’t need you anymore. Wait until you can’t draw money anymore, they’ll cast you off like a leper. Once this chapter comes to a close at Relentless, they won’t have any more use for Lexi Gold anymore.

Some plants only grow in the shade. Once that bright light is on them, they wither.

They’ll send you back to Madness to die. I’ve kept my head above water here, and been able to stay on the main roster but I’ll count my lucky teddy bears because most of us…..we never make it past year 1.

Take this as you may. Take this as me throwing shade, take this as me putting you down, take this as me looking down on you and not taking you seriously. Make that mistake. Hopefully, before you hear that bell ring and see my hand raised that maybe I was trying to help you all along. Some dogs can’t be saved, Lex. Some dogs need to be put down for their own good.

Your time has come, your end is here, and in a cruel twist of fate I think somewhere deep down you know, it’s for your own damn good.”]]> <![CDATA[does bowlin make a team grow stronger? [rp3]]]> https://xwf1999.com/showthread.php?tid=44580 Wed, 21 Sep 2022 22:01:13 -0700 T.H.U.G.S]]> https://xwf1999.com/showthread.php?tid=44580

[After about three days of JB not talking to Tommy, he ended up going outside of the rented crib to head out to a cafe near Southern Cali, he had Iced T as he sat at an outdoor table. Then he see’s Reggie coming towards the place, and T flanks him down to meet him. Reggie and T shook hands, and both men sat on the plastic chairs, as they watched people passing up and down from the shops and the like. Reggie pulls out his own bottle of lemonade from his backpack, and takes a sip on it. After he was done, he noticed T looking upset as he slouched his shoulders on the chair.]

Reggie: Hey T, what’s the problem? I got a message from JB that you and him are not on good speaking terms. What is the issue?

T: I said something stupid… it was just my ego getting the best of me at that moment.

Reggie: So, let me guess… it’s about those Tag titles right?

T: You know it man… i’m just soo annoyed with how I said all that bullshit… all over something that I know we’ll never gain, period.

Reggie: Man, you need to stop lying to yourself, because it isn’t going to get you anywhere. I know you and JB can get those belts an–

T: It’s not like that, it’s not like that at all!

Reggie: Why are you getting heated with me, i’m just tryin to tell you somethin–

T: I AM NOT MAD….

[T then slams his hand on the table, which caused some of the people to look at him questionably, as Reggie shook his head with how he is acting out. Tommy takes another sip of his Ice T to calm down, as he had his palm on his face to wipe off the sweat from the heat.]

T: Sorry about that, I didn’t mean to yell like that…

Reggie: Well, you aren’t doing yourself any favors for lashing out like that, you do know you are around judgmental people. Take a look around you, T.

[T does that, and looks at some of the people who were sitting outside looking at him with a glare or with a sense of judgment, then he looked at Reggie and said nothing.]

Reggie: See what I mean, you need to know how you control your anger mane. Look, I am not in your rental crib to know what’s going on, but I do know how you two can make it up.

T: What exactly do you think I should do?

Reggie: Well, I was thinking of inviting you two a night out to go bowling with one of my friends, his name is Hector who’s more fruiter than Vinny’s hair stylist. He’s a nice dude who knows the bowling manager around here who get us in for less than 50 bucks.

T: 50 bucks to bowl?... sheesh that’s a high price to pay, and plus I haven’t gone bowling since like 12 years old with my sister and my auntie… so it’ll be shitty on my end, but come. But I don’t know about JB tho if he finna come thru or not,

Reggie: Don’t worry about that, I got that covered, so meet me and Hector at 7pm. We’ll be waiting for you guys on lanes 12 and 13.

T: So you mean everything is already booked for us four? Damn, you move fast Reggie!

Reggie: Hey, I had nothing better to do so I had to plan it up while I was down here in Cali to visit some old friends and familias. Look ill catch up with you later mane.

[Then Reggie and T gave one another some dap, and Reggie went about his business as T had a smile on his face, then we reach to half past 6pm, and T was back in the house where he sees JB sitting on the couch watching TV. Then he got up from layin down on the couch, and wanted to get something from the fridge, then he bumps into Tommy who had something in his hand, which dropped on the floor. JB gave a silent “my bad” look towards him as he headed to the fridge, and once he found what he wanted he went back to the couch to continue watching TV. T then ended up sitting right next to him, trying to talk to him.]

T: JB, you still mad at me?

[No response from JB at all.]

T: I know you want to say something, don’t hold out on me now. It’s been like three days since we have spoken to one another.

[Then JB nodded his head in silence towards him, then he looked back at the TV.]

T: Okay okay, I won’t force you to talk now… but here’s the deal, half past 7 from now, Reggie invited me and you to bowling tonight. I’ll drive the car to the place, Reggie’s gonna send you a ride to pick you up from the house. Just wanting to let you know.

[JB then nodded his head again towards T, but this time tried to give a smile but it was too crooked to feel any kind of joy. So T ended up heading into his room to get ready, while JB was thinking about going to the place, so he ended up turning off the TV and headed upstairs as well to get ready to go there. Once it was half past 7, Reggie and Hector meet up with T at the spot with some bowling shoes. T looked at Hector who was dressed up like chicana lady with high waist pants, pink crop top, pair of flats with his hair in braids, he hugs T as he looked at Reggie with bug eyes.]

Hector: Oh my gosh, you are Tommy Wish, Reggie always talks about you and your odd exploits.

T: Hmm, what exploits that he talks about me to you?

Hector: Hmm, so many to choose from, well he always tells me about how much you like, so i made sure to get a mani and pedicure prior, just to tease you with them. You like?

[Hector shows off his french manicure hands to Tommy, and he even took off his size ten flats to show his decently arched french pedi foot till he put it back on. Then T got a bit hypnotized by Hector’s frame, till Reggie tapped his shoulders to focus on something else. Then they see JB in the distance, and waved at him to come to lane 12 and 13, once JB made it there and waved to everyone. Then Hector quickly hopped on his feet to hug JB for no reason, which Reggie had to peel him off him as JB looked on with oddness in his face.]

Hector: OOOOH YOU ARE JOHN BLACK!!! REGGIES FAV WRESTLERRRRR!!! I AM SO GLADDD TO SEE HIS IDOL…. Maybe you can teach me how to wrestle any day, big daddy.

[Hector growls at JB in a suggestive manner, as JB tried not to say a word as he went into Lane 13. Then Reggie tries to ease the odd tension with small banter between himself and Hector over his um.. “RICOness”... then after that was over, they start to play a game of bowling where it was Hector and Reggie on Lane 12 and JB and T on Lane 13. By the time the reached to round four, T and JB had more points then Reggie and Hector, which made Hector a bit upset over it.]

Hector: How come they are getting more points then ussss?!?!

Reggie: Well, I don’t know honestly, maybe they are better than us as a TEAM?

[When JB heard that, he was about to hit a perfect strike, but the ball balanced on the gutter side which caused him to lose out on some points. Then he went to the concession area to be alone, as T looked on with worry. Then T follows him to the concession area, where he finds him eating a bag of chips standing near a wall, and T tries to figure out why he left the lane.]

T: Yo, JB we are legit in the middle of a game right now. Why did you decide to back out in the middle of it?

[JB stops eating his chips, and looks at T.]

JB: I didn’t back out from it, I wanted a break from it.

T: You could have told me, so we could have paused the game for a minute, people are trying to get next in our lane and you are holding it up.

JB: Then finished the rest of the goddamn game then, i’m out of here.

[JB then walks out of the bowling venue, as T looked pissed off with him and he went back into the lane to finish the rest of their game. Then Reggie comes to T, while Hector was trying to find the bathroom. Then T picked up one of the bowling ball from the machine, and he angry tosses the ball to the wall by accident, then one of the managers see’s him doing it and they removed him out of the building in a moment's notice. JB was about fifteen blocks away from the bowling venue to a board walk in the middle of the night, looking at the sky while still eating his chips. Then somehow, T finds him and he comes up to him, almost wanting to fight him. But, Hector and Reggie quickly came on the boardwalk to stop them from blowin up one another.]

Hector: Boys boys BOYS!!... why are you two getting mad at one another? Don’t tell me it’s about some girl you two are trying to fuck.. Because I can be her that you two can fight for!

[Hector then does a random ass salsa dance, but Reggie puts the break on him for that and put him to the other side of the boardwalk to talk alone without him.]

Reggie: Look you two, what the fuck is going on?

JB: Ask your homie T.

T: Ask JB.

Reggie: I don’t got time for this childish behavior right now, I already got a teenage daughter who does that with me on the low. If we don’t talk about it now, then we might as well go back home and forget about it.

JB: Alright alright, I got upset at T for what he told me, just because I was too worried about our opponents and what they might do and shit. He told me that I was getting too soft for my own good to not think about winning those tag belts, don’t blame him. Yes we been doing this shit for over three or four years as a team, but fuck man… I am not gonna let a tag title be a contributing factor to our legacy.

Reggie: Right right, you have anything to say T?

T: Well I do, and JB I want to apologize for saying all those harmful things. I don’t mean any of it, because I was too drawn into the whole thing in the first place. I seem to forget that we are only in it to have fun and not to take it seriously.

JB: I get it man, I get it completely… it’s just too surreal to be in this position again, I guess my mind isn’t too invested into it.

T: Well JB, let me tell you something for free… When I talked to myself in that mirror, I had an epiphany towards myself and the direction of our foundation. It was more of a goal to just be a team and continue to do what we need to do. We don’t need to be like Flynn and War Criminal who are this super duper undefeated team with gold. We are just our own guys who do what we want and how we want.

[JB then smiles at T, and they give one another some dap in the process. Then Hector comes up to the fellas and wants to do some stuff on the boardwalk to pass the time. Then the next morning comes up and we see JB cooking eggs, turkey bacon, and some flapjacks while Hector made them mimosa in his mini maid outfit, which JB and T with Reggie laughing at due to how small it is on him. As JB placed the food out on the dining room table, Hector set up the decor and he called the boys to the table to eat. JB led into a prayer that was brief, and Reggie said a brief one as well before they started to eat. As they were drinking mimosas and eating what JB cooked for them, Reggie held a toast to them all.]

Reggie: Toast to be maybe or maybe not XWF Tag Team Champions this coming Friday from now!

[Then they all toasted, and put their mimosas down on the table, and eat their food. Then Tommy starts to speak.]

T: JB this shit is good… where did you get these recipes from?

JB: I anit gonna tell you, but maybe ask Reggie’s friend over there. He’ll tell you.

[T rolled his eyes at JB and continued eating, as Reggie looked at JB.]

Reggie: Is it true they tried to kidnap Vita?... Last I heard Dolly found her somewhere in someone’s basement or some shit like that.

JB: I guess so, but still kinda worried about those two redneck boys who claimed to be bastards, they haven’t said a word at all. But, I guess that’s they own issue they need to solve, but hey at least we aren’t on Dolly or Vita’s list of suspects though.

T: What a sigh of relief I'd say, because I would have kidnapped them long ago, especially when Dolly said I was on her ass before she could legally buy cigarettes for her daddy.

[Then all of them had an uproar of laughter on the table.]

Reggie: Well, I guess you know how you deal with girl or women then. They can’t get enough of you.

T: I guess so…. Haha!

[Then JB put his mimosa down, and wiped his mouth with a napkin, then Hector tried to play footsie with T under the table, but IT wasn't in the mood so he rolled his eyes at him as he sipped his mimosa. Then JB and Reggie watches Vita’s promo on his phone, alongside with Dolly’s as well. Then JB went back to his seat to talk about it.]

JB: Well both women know what they want out of this, they already have penciled themselves into the corner of the tag team titles, feeling like they have something to prove. I don’t blame them, they are more in line with what a company cookie cutter tag team would be like in the dolls. While yes, they draw money and butt in seat, but they don’t have the rawness like we do.

T: Nah they don’t, which i why I been thinking soo much how easy it would have been if it was just between us and not a three way. But, I guess Bastards are worth the headache to put up with in the back for the sake of it. But still, this isn’t just us going after some piece of tin, this is us waging war against this bullshit ass BoB brigade since 2020 before they killed they self off. I am not afraid to say that, we might not come back with the straps, but lord knows we going to beat the hell outta them like if it’s nothing.

Hector: You tell em honey, show em who’s a thug!

T: Uhh… thanks for that, but seriously back on topic, JB and Reggie consider this being our next jumping point to be somebodies, even if we aren’t beloved like Bastards or Dolls are. This is our own moment to fucking shine on these people in 1985 on some Biff Tanen shit. We might not have the stroke to get a Biff Tanen on our payroll nor a mimed guitar solo in the 50s at a high school prom… but you know where I am getting at right?

JB: I know, I know… I mean, at this point we aren’t even stressing out about those belts and the match itself, we know where we are in the tag pecking order, and we might as well be below everyone’s expectations, BEFORE they can count as out as a unit. I still even remember those days when they once GAVE me a six person tag belt with TWO no names who bailed out on me, that was the point in my life I had to go at this shit alone and not expect any handouts from anyone in XWF. So for now on, we shall be the Jake The Snaking of the tag scene, tag gold or no tag gold, we still can outsmart everyone who comes in our way.

Reggie: That’s what I am talking about fellas, this is what I want to see… UNITY… fucking UNITY between you both, that’s what makes our kinship harder then a rock in the mountains. We each had faced some other shit solo dolo, but as a team we all take the fight or flight from our oppressors, and consider them as a target. Consider Vita and Dolly as your target and aim for the heads like you holdin a red dot scope gun and shoot on em good until they bleed out. Do the same for Bourbon and Knuckles as well, because they don’t need to be around this shit at all. So fellas, just go out there and what you do, don’t worry about winning them belts because like you said JB… We the Jake The Snakes of XWF 4 lyfe!

[Then they all start shouting “Jake The Snakes” on top of their lungs until they tire themselves out. Then Reggie instructed Hector to clear up the table, as the trio head to the living room to watch some TV together, as the scene fades to the sunlight outside of the crib.]

[After about three days of JB not talking to Tommy, he ended up going outside of the rented crib to head out to a cafe near Southern Cali, he had Iced T as he sat at an outdoor table. Then he see’s Reggie coming towards the place, and T flanks him down to meet him. Reggie and T shook hands, and both men sat on the plastic chairs, as they watched people passing up and down from the shops and the like. Reggie pulls out his own bottle of lemonade from his backpack, and takes a sip on it. After he was done, he noticed T looking upset as he slouched his shoulders on the chair.]

Reggie: Hey T, what’s the problem? I got a message from JB that you and him are not on good speaking terms. What is the issue?

T: I said something stupid… it was just my ego getting the best of me at that moment.

Reggie: So, let me guess… it’s about those Tag titles right?

T: You know it man… i’m just soo annoyed with how I said all that bullshit… all over something that I know we’ll never gain, period.

Reggie: Man, you need to stop lying to yourself, because it isn’t going to get you anywhere. I know you and JB can get those belts an–

T: It’s not like that, it’s not like that at all!

Reggie: Why are you getting heated with me, i’m just tryin to tell you somethin–

T: I AM NOT MAD….

[T then slams his hand on the table, which caused some of the people to look at him questionably, as Reggie shook his head with how he is acting out. Tommy takes another sip of his Ice T to calm down, as he had his palm on his face to wipe off the sweat from the heat.]

T: Sorry about that, I didn’t mean to yell like that…

Reggie: Well, you aren’t doing yourself any favors for lashing out like that, you do know you are around judgmental people. Take a look around you, T.

[T does that, and looks at some of the people who were sitting outside looking at him with a glare or with a sense of judgment, then he looked at Reggie and said nothing.]

Reggie: See what I mean, you need to know how you control your anger mane. Look, I am not in your rental crib to know what’s going on, but I do know how you two can make it up.

T: What exactly do you think I should do?

Reggie: Well, I was thinking of inviting you two a night out to go bowling with one of my friends, his name is Hector who’s more fruiter than Vinny’s hair stylist. He’s a nice dude who knows the bowling manager around here who get us in for less than 50 bucks.

T: 50 bucks to bowl?... sheesh that’s a high price to pay, and plus I haven’t gone bowling since like 12 years old with my sister and my auntie… so it’ll be shitty on my end, but come. But I don’t know about JB tho if he finna come thru or not,

Reggie: Don’t worry about that, I got that covered, so meet me and Hector at 7pm. We’ll be waiting for you guys on lanes 12 and 13.

T: So you mean everything is already booked for us four? Damn, you move fast Reggie!

Reggie: Hey, I had nothing better to do so I had to plan it up while I was down here in Cali to visit some old friends and familias. Look ill catch up with you later mane.

[Then Reggie and T gave one another some dap, and Reggie went about his business as T had a smile on his face, then we reach to half past 6pm, and T was back in the house where he sees JB sitting on the couch watching TV. Then he got up from layin down on the couch, and wanted to get something from the fridge, then he bumps into Tommy who had something in his hand, which dropped on the floor. JB gave a silent “my bad” look towards him as he headed to the fridge, and once he found what he wanted he went back to the couch to continue watching TV. T then ended up sitting right next to him, trying to talk to him.]

T: JB, you still mad at me?

[No response from JB at all.]

T: I know you want to say something, don’t hold out on me now. It’s been like three days since we have spoken to one another.

[Then JB nodded his head in silence towards him, then he looked back at the TV.]

T: Okay okay, I won’t force you to talk now… but here’s the deal, half past 7 from now, Reggie invited me and you to bowling tonight. I’ll drive the car to the place, Reggie’s gonna send you a ride to pick you up from the house. Just wanting to let you know.

[JB then nodded his head again towards T, but this time tried to give a smile but it was too crooked to feel any kind of joy. So T ended up heading into his room to get ready, while JB was thinking about going to the place, so he ended up turning off the TV and headed upstairs as well to get ready to go there. Once it was half past 7, Reggie and Hector meet up with T at the spot with some bowling shoes. T looked at Hector who was dressed up like chicana lady with high waist pants, pink crop top, pair of flats with his hair in braids, he hugs T as he looked at Reggie with bug eyes.]

Hector: Oh my gosh, you are Tommy Wish, Reggie always talks about you and your odd exploits.

T: Hmm, what exploits that he talks about me to you?

Hector: Hmm, so many to choose from, well he always tells me about how much you like, so i made sure to get a mani and pedicure prior, just to tease you with them. You like?

[Hector shows off his french manicure hands to Tommy, and he even took off his size ten flats to show his decently arched french pedi foot till he put it back on. Then T got a bit hypnotized by Hector’s frame, till Reggie tapped his shoulders to focus on something else. Then they see JB in the distance, and waved at him to come to lane 12 and 13, once JB made it there and waved to everyone. Then Hector quickly hopped on his feet to hug JB for no reason, which Reggie had to peel him off him as JB looked on with oddness in his face.]

Hector: OOOOH YOU ARE JOHN BLACK!!! REGGIES FAV WRESTLERRRRR!!! I AM SO GLADDD TO SEE HIS IDOL…. Maybe you can teach me how to wrestle any day, big daddy.

[Hector growls at JB in a suggestive manner, as JB tried not to say a word as he went into Lane 13. Then Reggie tries to ease the odd tension with small banter between himself and Hector over his um.. “RICOness”... then after that was over, they start to play a game of bowling where it was Hector and Reggie on Lane 12 and JB and T on Lane 13. By the time the reached to round four, T and JB had more points then Reggie and Hector, which made Hector a bit upset over it.]

Hector: How come they are getting more points then ussss?!?!

Reggie: Well, I don’t know honestly, maybe they are better than us as a TEAM?

[When JB heard that, he was about to hit a perfect strike, but the ball balanced on the gutter side which caused him to lose out on some points. Then he went to the concession area to be alone, as T looked on with worry. Then T follows him to the concession area, where he finds him eating a bag of chips standing near a wall, and T tries to figure out why he left the lane.]

T: Yo, JB we are legit in the middle of a game right now. Why did you decide to back out in the middle of it?

[JB stops eating his chips, and looks at T.]

JB: I didn’t back out from it, I wanted a break from it.

T: You could have told me, so we could have paused the game for a minute, people are trying to get next in our lane and you are holding it up.

JB: Then finished the rest of the goddamn game then, i’m out of here.

[JB then walks out of the bowling venue, as T looked pissed off with him and he went back into the lane to finish the rest of their game. Then Reggie comes to T, while Hector was trying to find the bathroom. Then T picked up one of the bowling ball from the machine, and he angry tosses the ball to the wall by accident, then one of the managers see’s him doing it and they removed him out of the building in a moment's notice. JB was about fifteen blocks away from the bowling venue to a board walk in the middle of the night, looking at the sky while still eating his chips. Then somehow, T finds him and he comes up to him, almost wanting to fight him. But, Hector and Reggie quickly came on the boardwalk to stop them from blowin up one another.]

Hector: Boys boys BOYS!!... why are you two getting mad at one another? Don’t tell me it’s about some girl you two are trying to fuck.. Because I can be her that you two can fight for!

[Hector then does a random ass salsa dance, but Reggie puts the break on him for that and put him to the other side of the boardwalk to talk alone without him.]

Reggie: Look you two, what the fuck is going on?

JB: Ask your homie T.

T: Ask JB.

Reggie: I don’t got time for this childish behavior right now, I already got a teenage daughter who does that with me on the low. If we don’t talk about it now, then we might as well go back home and forget about it.

JB: Alright alright, I got upset at T for what he told me, just because I was too worried about our opponents and what they might do and shit. He told me that I was getting too soft for my own good to not think about winning those tag belts, don’t blame him. Yes we been doing this shit for over three or four years as a team, but fuck man… I am not gonna let a tag title be a contributing factor to our legacy.

Reggie: Right right, you have anything to say T?

T: Well I do, and JB I want to apologize for saying all those harmful things. I don’t mean any of it, because I was too drawn into the whole thing in the first place. I seem to forget that we are only in it to have fun and not to take it seriously.

JB: I get it man, I get it completely… it’s just too surreal to be in this position again, I guess my mind isn’t too invested into it.

T: Well JB, let me tell you something for free… When I talked to myself in that mirror, I had an epiphany towards myself and the direction of our foundation. It was more of a goal to just be a team and continue to do what we need to do. We don’t need to be like Flynn and War Criminal who are this super duper undefeated team with gold. We are just our own guys who do what we want and how we want.

[JB then smiles at T, and they give one another some dap in the process. Then Hector comes up to the fellas and wants to do some stuff on the boardwalk to pass the time. Then the next morning comes up and we see JB cooking eggs, turkey bacon, and some flapjacks while Hector made them mimosa in his mini maid outfit, which JB and T with Reggie laughing at due to how small it is on him. As JB placed the food out on the dining room table, Hector set up the decor and he called the boys to the table to eat. JB led into a prayer that was brief, and Reggie said a brief one as well before they started to eat. As they were drinking mimosas and eating what JB cooked for them, Reggie held a toast to them all.]

Reggie: Toast to be maybe or maybe not XWF Tag Team Champions this coming Friday from now!

[Then they all toasted, and put their mimosas down on the table, and eat their food. Then Tommy starts to speak.]

T: JB this shit is good… where did you get these recipes from?

JB: I anit gonna tell you, but maybe ask Reggie’s friend over there. He’ll tell you.

[T rolled his eyes at JB and continued eating, as Reggie looked at JB.]

Reggie: Is it true they tried to kidnap Vita?... Last I heard Dolly found her somewhere in someone’s basement or some shit like that.

JB: I guess so, but still kinda worried about those two redneck boys who claimed to be bastards, they haven’t said a word at all. But, I guess that’s they own issue they need to solve, but hey at least we aren’t on Dolly or Vita’s list of suspects though.

T: What a sigh of relief I'd say, because I would have kidnapped them long ago, especially when Dolly said I was on her ass before she could legally buy cigarettes for her daddy.

[Then all of them had an uproar of laughter on the table.]

Reggie: Well, I guess you know how you deal with girl or women then. They can’t get enough of you.

T: I guess so…. Haha!

[Then JB put his mimosa down, and wiped his mouth with a napkin, then Hector tried to play footsie with T under the table, but IT wasn't in the mood so he rolled his eyes at him as he sipped his mimosa. Then JB and Reggie watches Vita’s promo on his phone, alongside with Dolly’s as well. Then JB went back to his seat to talk about it.]

JB: Well both women know what they want out of this, they already have penciled themselves into the corner of the tag team titles, feeling like they have something to prove. I don’t blame them, they are more in line with what a company cookie cutter tag team would be like in the dolls. While yes, they draw money and butt in seat, but they don’t have the rawness like we do.

T: Nah they don’t, which i why I been thinking soo much how easy it would have been if it was just between us and not a three way. But, I guess Bastards are worth the headache to put up with in the back for the sake of it. But still, this isn’t just us going after some piece of tin, this is us waging war against this bullshit ass BoB brigade since 2020 before they killed they self off. I am not afraid to say that, we might not come back with the straps, but lord knows we going to beat the hell outta them like if it’s nothing.

Hector: You tell em honey, show em who’s a thug!

T: Uhh… thanks for that, but seriously back on topic, JB and Reggie consider this being our next jumping point to be somebodies, even if we aren’t beloved like Bastards or Dolls are. This is our own moment to fucking shine on these people in 1985 on some Biff Tanen shit. We might not have the stroke to get a Biff Tanen on our payroll nor a mimed guitar solo in the 50s at a high school prom… but you know where I am getting at right?

JB: I know, I know… I mean, at this point we aren’t even stressing out about those belts and the match itself, we know where we are in the tag pecking order, and we might as well be below everyone’s expectations, BEFORE they can count as out as a unit. I still even remember those days when they once GAVE me a six person tag belt with TWO no names who bailed out on me, that was the point in my life I had to go at this shit alone and not expect any handouts from anyone in XWF. So for now on, we shall be the Jake The Snaking of the tag scene, tag gold or no tag gold, we still can outsmart everyone who comes in our way.

Reggie: That’s what I am talking about fellas, this is what I want to see… UNITY… fucking UNITY between you both, that’s what makes our kinship harder then a rock in the mountains. We each had faced some other shit solo dolo, but as a team we all take the fight or flight from our oppressors, and consider them as a target. Consider Vita and Dolly as your target and aim for the heads like you holdin a red dot scope gun and shoot on em good until they bleed out. Do the same for Bourbon and Knuckles as well, because they don’t need to be around this shit at all. So fellas, just go out there and what you do, don’t worry about winning them belts because like you said JB… We the Jake The Snakes of XWF 4 lyfe!

[Then they all start shouting “Jake The Snakes” on top of their lungs until they tire themselves out. Then Reggie instructed Hector to clear up the table, as the trio head to the living room to watch some TV together, as the scene fades to the sunlight outside of the crib.]

[After about three days of JB not talking to Tommy, he ended up going outside of the rented crib to head out to a cafe near Southern Cali, he had Iced T as he sat at an outdoor table. Then he see’s Reggie coming towards the place, and T flanks him down to meet him. Reggie and T shook hands, and both men sat on the plastic chairs, as they watched people passing up and down from the shops and the like. Reggie pulls out his own bottle of lemonade from his backpack, and takes a sip on it. After he was done, he noticed T looking upset as he slouched his shoulders on the chair.]

Reggie: Hey T, what’s the problem? I got a message from JB that you and him are not on good speaking terms. What is the issue?

T: I said something stupid… it was just my ego getting the best of me at that moment.

Reggie: So, let me guess… it’s about those Tag titles right?

T: You know it man… i’m just soo annoyed with how I said all that bullshit… all over something that I know we’ll never gain, period.

Reggie: Man, you need to stop lying to yourself, because it isn’t going to get you anywhere. I know you and JB can get those belts an–

T: It’s not like that, it’s not like that at all!

Reggie: Why are you getting heated with me, i’m just tryin to tell you somethin–

T: I AM NOT MAD….

[T then slams his hand on the table, which caused some of the people to look at him questionably, as Reggie shook his head with how he is acting out. Tommy takes another sip of his Ice T to calm down, as he had his palm on his face to wipe off the sweat from the heat.]

T: Sorry about that, I didn’t mean to yell like that…

Reggie: Well, you aren’t doing yourself any favors for lashing out like that, you do know you are around judgmental people. Take a look around you, T.

[T does that, and looks at some of the people who were sitting outside looking at him with a glare or with a sense of judgment, then he looked at Reggie and said nothing.]

Reggie: See what I mean, you need to know how you control your anger mane. Look, I am not in your rental crib to know what’s going on, but I do know how you two can make it up.

T: What exactly do you think I should do?

Reggie: Well, I was thinking of inviting you two a night out to go bowling with one of my friends, his name is Hector who’s more fruiter than Vinny’s hair stylist. He’s a nice dude who knows the bowling manager around here who get us in for less than 50 bucks.

T: 50 bucks to bowl?... sheesh that’s a high price to pay, and plus I haven’t gone bowling since like 12 years old with my sister and my auntie… so it’ll be shitty on my end, but come. But I don’t know about JB tho if he finna come thru or not,

Reggie: Don’t worry about that, I got that covered, so meet me and Hector at 7pm. We’ll be waiting for you guys on lanes 12 and 13.

T: So you mean everything is already booked for us four? Damn, you move fast Reggie!

Reggie: Hey, I had nothing better to do so I had to plan it up while I was down here in Cali to visit some old friends and familias. Look ill catch up with you later mane.

[Then Reggie and T gave one another some dap, and Reggie went about his business as T had a smile on his face, then we reach to half past 6pm, and T was back in the house where he sees JB sitting on the couch watching TV. Then he got up from layin down on the couch, and wanted to get something from the fridge, then he bumps into Tommy who had something in his hand, which dropped on the floor. JB gave a silent “my bad” look towards him as he headed to the fridge, and once he found what he wanted he went back to the couch to continue watching TV. T then ended up sitting right next to him, trying to talk to him.]

T: JB, you still mad at me?

[No response from JB at all.]

T: I know you want to say something, don’t hold out on me now. It’s been like three days since we have spoken to one another.

[Then JB nodded his head in silence towards him, then he looked back at the TV.]

T: Okay okay, I won’t force you to talk now… but here’s the deal, half past 7 from now, Reggie invited me and you to bowling tonight. I’ll drive the car to the place, Reggie’s gonna send you a ride to pick you up from the house. Just wanting to let you know.

[JB then nodded his head again towards T, but this time tried to give a smile but it was too crooked to feel any kind of joy. So T ended up heading into his room to get ready, while JB was thinking about going to the place, so he ended up turning off the TV and headed upstairs as well to get ready to go there. Once it was half past 7, Reggie and Hector meet up with T at the spot with some bowling shoes. T looked at Hector who was dressed up like chicana lady with high waist pants, pink crop top, pair of flats with his hair in braids, he hugs T as he looked at Reggie with bug eyes.]

Hector: Oh my gosh, you are Tommy Wish, Reggie always talks about you and your odd exploits.

T: Hmm, what exploits that he talks about me to you?

Hector: Hmm, so many to choose from, well he always tells me about how much you like, so i made sure to get a mani and pedicure prior, just to tease you with them. You like?

[Hector shows off his french manicure hands to Tommy, and he even took off his size ten flats to show his decently arched french pedi foot till he put it back on. Then T got a bit hypnotized by Hector’s frame, till Reggie tapped his shoulders to focus on something else. Then they see JB in the distance, and waved at him to come to lane 12 and 13, once JB made it there and waved to everyone. Then Hector quickly hopped on his feet to hug JB for no reason, which Reggie had to peel him off him as JB looked on with oddness in his face.]

Hector: OOOOH YOU ARE JOHN BLACK!!! REGGIES FAV WRESTLERRRRR!!! I AM SO GLADDD TO SEE HIS IDOL…. Maybe you can teach me how to wrestle any day, big daddy.

[Hector growls at JB in a suggestive manner, as JB tried not to say a word as he went into Lane 13. Then Reggie tries to ease the odd tension with small banter between himself and Hector over his um.. “RICOness”... then after that was over, they start to play a game of bowling where it was Hector and Reggie on Lane 12 and JB and T on Lane 13. By the time the reached to round four, T and JB had more points then Reggie and Hector, which made Hector a bit upset over it.]

Hector: How come they are getting more points then ussss?!?!

Reggie: Well, I don’t know honestly, maybe they are better than us as a TEAM?

[When JB heard that, he was about to hit a perfect strike, but the ball balanced on the gutter side which caused him to lose out on some points. Then he went to the concession area to be alone, as T looked on with worry. Then T follows him to the concession area, where he finds him eating a bag of chips standing near a wall, and T tries to figure out why he left the lane.]

T: Yo, JB we are legit in the middle of a game right now. Why did you decide to back out in the middle of it?

[JB stops eating his chips, and looks at T.]

JB: I didn’t back out from it, I wanted a break from it.

T: You could have told me, so we could have paused the game for a minute, people are trying to get next in our lane and you are holding it up.

JB: Then finished the rest of the goddamn game then, i’m out of here.

[JB then walks out of the bowling venue, as T looked pissed off with him and he went back into the lane to finish the rest of their game. Then Reggie comes to T, while Hector was trying to find the bathroom. Then T picked up one of the bowling ball from the machine, and he angry tosses the ball to the wall by accident, then one of the managers see’s him doing it and they removed him out of the building in a moment's notice. JB was about fifteen blocks away from the bowling venue to a board walk in the middle of the night, looking at the sky while still eating his chips. Then somehow, T finds him and he comes up to him, almost wanting to fight him. But, Hector and Reggie quickly came on the boardwalk to stop them from blowin up one another.]

Hector: Boys boys BOYS!!... why are you two getting mad at one another? Don’t tell me it’s about some girl you two are trying to fuck.. Because I can be her that you two can fight for!

[Hector then does a random ass salsa dance, but Reggie puts the break on him for that and put him to the other side of the boardwalk to talk alone without him.]

Reggie: Look you two, what the fuck is going on?

JB: Ask your homie T.

T: Ask JB.

Reggie: I don’t got time for this childish behavior right now, I already got a teenage daughter who does that with me on the low. If we don’t talk about it now, then we might as well go back home and forget about it.

JB: Alright alright, I got upset at T for what he told me, just because I was too worried about our opponents and what they might do and shit. He told me that I was getting too soft for my own good to not think about winning those tag belts, don’t blame him. Yes we been doing this shit for over three or four years as a team, but fuck man… I am not gonna let a tag title be a contributing factor to our legacy.

Reggie: Right right, you have anything to say T?

T: Well I do, and JB I want to apologize for saying all those harmful things. I don’t mean any of it, because I was too drawn into the whole thing in the first place. I seem to forget that we are only in it to have fun and not to take it seriously.

JB: I get it man, I get it completely… it’s just too surreal to be in this position again, I guess my mind isn’t too invested into it.

T: Well JB, let me tell you something for free… When I talked to myself in that mirror, I had an epiphany towards myself and the direction of our foundation. It was more of a goal to just be a team and continue to do what we need to do. We don’t need to be like Flynn and War Criminal who are this super duper undefeated team with gold. We are just our own guys who do what we want and how we want.

[JB then smiles at T, and they give one another some dap in the process. Then Hector comes up to the fellas and wants to do some stuff on the boardwalk to pass the time. Then the next morning comes up and we see JB cooking eggs, turkey bacon, and some flapjacks while Hector made them mimosa in his mini maid outfit, which JB and T with Reggie laughing at due to how small it is on him. As JB placed the food out on the dining room table, Hector set up the decor and he called the boys to the table to eat. JB led into a prayer that was brief, and Reggie said a brief one as well before they started to eat. As they were drinking mimosas and eating what JB cooked for them, Reggie held a toast to them all.]

Reggie: Toast to be maybe or maybe not XWF Tag Team Champions this coming Friday from now!

[Then they all toasted, and put their mimosas down on the table, and eat their food. Then Tommy starts to speak.]

T: JB this shit is good… where did you get these recipes from?

JB: I anit gonna tell you, but maybe ask Reggie’s friend over there. He’ll tell you.

[T rolled his eyes at JB and continued eating, as Reggie looked at JB.]

Reggie: Is it true they tried to kidnap Vita?... Last I heard Dolly found her somewhere in someone’s basement or some shit like that.

JB: I guess so, but still kinda worried about those two redneck boys who claimed to be bastards, they haven’t said a word at all. But, I guess that’s they own issue they need to solve, but hey at least we aren’t on Dolly or Vita’s list of suspects though.

T: What a sigh of relief I'd say, because I would have kidnapped them long ago, especially when Dolly said I was on her ass before she could legally buy cigarettes for her daddy.

[Then all of them had an uproar of laughter on the table.]

Reggie: Well, I guess you know how you deal with girl or women then. They can’t get enough of you.

T: I guess so…. Haha!

[Then JB put his mimosa down, and wiped his mouth with a napkin, then Hector tried to play footsie with T under the table, but IT wasn't in the mood so he rolled his eyes at him as he sipped his mimosa. Then JB and Reggie watches Vita’s promo on his phone, alongside with Dolly’s as well. Then JB went back to his seat to talk about it.]

JB: Well both women know what they want out of this, they already have penciled themselves into the corner of the tag team titles, feeling like they have something to prove. I don’t blame them, they are more in line with what a company cookie cutter tag team would be like in the dolls. While yes, they draw money and butt in seat, but they don’t have the rawness like we do.

T: Nah they don’t, which i why I been thinking soo much how easy it would have been if it was just between us and not a three way. But, I guess Bastards are worth the headache to put up with in the back for the sake of it. But still, this isn’t just us going after some piece of tin, this is us waging war against this bullshit ass BoB brigade since 2020 before they killed they self off. I am not afraid to say that, we might not come back with the straps, but lord knows we going to beat the hell outta them like if it’s nothing.

Hector: You tell em honey, show em who’s a thug!

T: Uhh… thanks for that, but seriously back on topic, JB and Reggie consider this being our next jumping point to be somebodies, even if we aren’t beloved like Bastards or Dolls are. This is our own moment to fucking shine on these people in 1985 on some Biff Tanen shit. We might not have the stroke to get a Biff Tanen on our payroll nor a mimed guitar solo in the 50s at a high school prom… but you know where I am getting at right?

JB: I know, I know… I mean, at this point we aren’t even stressing out about those belts and the match itself, we know where we are in the tag pecking order, and we might as well be below everyone’s expectations, BEFORE they can count as out as a unit. I still even remember those days when they once GAVE me a six person tag belt with TWO no names who bailed out on me, that was the point in my life I had to go at this shit alone and not expect any handouts from anyone in XWF. So for now on, we shall be the Jake The Snaking of the tag scene, tag gold or no tag gold, we still can outsmart everyone who comes in our way.

Reggie: That’s what I am talking about fellas, this is what I want to see… UNITY… fucking UNITY between you both, that’s what makes our kinship harder then a rock in the mountains. We each had faced some other shit solo dolo, but as a team we all take the fight or flight from our oppressors, and consider them as a target. Consider Vita and Dolly as your target and aim for the heads like you holdin a red dot scope gun and shoot on em good until they bleed out. Do the same for Bourbon and Knuckles as well, because they don’t need to be around this shit at all. So fellas, just go out there and what you do, don’t worry about winning them belts because like you said JB… We the Jake The Snakes of XWF 4 lyfe!

[Then they all start shouting “Jake The Snakes” on top of their lungs until they tire themselves out. Then Reggie instructed Hector to clear up the table, as the trio head to the living room to watch some TV together, as the scene fades to the sunlight outside of the crib.]

[After about three days of JB not talking to Tommy, he ended up going outside of the rented crib to head out to a cafe near Southern Cali, he had Iced T as he sat at an outdoor table. Then he see’s Reggie coming towards the place, and T flanks him down to meet him. Reggie and T shook hands, and both men sat on the plastic chairs, as they watched people passing up and down from the shops and the like. Reggie pulls out his own bottle of lemonade from his backpack, and takes a sip on it. After he was done, he noticed T looking upset as he slouched his shoulders on the chair.]

Reggie: Hey T, what’s the problem? I got a message from JB that you and him are not on good speaking terms. What is the issue?

T: I said something stupid… it was just my ego getting the best of me at that moment.

Reggie: So, let me guess… it’s about those Tag titles right?

T: You know it man… i’m just soo annoyed with how I said all that bullshit… all over something that I know we’ll never gain, period.

Reggie: Man, you need to stop lying to yourself, because it isn’t going to get you anywhere. I know you and JB can get those belts an–

T: It’s not like that, it’s not like that at all!

Reggie: Why are you getting heated with me, i’m just tryin to tell you somethin–

T: I AM NOT MAD….

[T then slams his hand on the table, which caused some of the people to look at him questionably, as Reggie shook his head with how he is acting out. Tommy takes another sip of his Ice T to calm down, as he had his palm on his face to wipe off the sweat from the heat.]

T: Sorry about that, I didn’t mean to yell like that…

Reggie: Well, you aren’t doing yourself any favors for lashing out like that, you do know you are around judgmental people. Take a look around you, T.

[T does that, and looks at some of the people who were sitting outside looking at him with a glare or with a sense of judgment, then he looked at Reggie and said nothing.]

Reggie: See what I mean, you need to know how you control your anger mane. Look, I am not in your rental crib to know what’s going on, but I do know how you two can make it up.

T: What exactly do you think I should do?

Reggie: Well, I was thinking of inviting you two a night out to go bowling with one of my friends, his name is Hector who’s more fruiter than Vinny’s hair stylist. He’s a nice dude who knows the bowling manager around here who get us in for less than 50 bucks.

T: 50 bucks to bowl?... sheesh that’s a high price to pay, and plus I haven’t gone bowling since like 12 years old with my sister and my auntie… so it’ll be shitty on my end, but come. But I don’t know about JB tho if he finna come thru or not,

Reggie: Don’t worry about that, I got that covered, so meet me and Hector at 7pm. We’ll be waiting for you guys on lanes 12 and 13.

T: So you mean everything is already booked for us four? Damn, you move fast Reggie!

Reggie: Hey, I had nothing better to do so I had to plan it up while I was down here in Cali to visit some old friends and familias. Look ill catch up with you later mane.

[Then Reggie and T gave one another some dap, and Reggie went about his business as T had a smile on his face, then we reach to half past 6pm, and T was back in the house where he sees JB sitting on the couch watching TV. Then he got up from layin down on the couch, and wanted to get something from the fridge, then he bumps into Tommy who had something in his hand, which dropped on the floor. JB gave a silent “my bad” look towards him as he headed to the fridge, and once he found what he wanted he went back to the couch to continue watching TV. T then ended up sitting right next to him, trying to talk to him.]

T: JB, you still mad at me?

[No response from JB at all.]

T: I know you want to say something, don’t hold out on me now. It’s been like three days since we have spoken to one another.

[Then JB nodded his head in silence towards him, then he looked back at the TV.]

T: Okay okay, I won’t force you to talk now… but here’s the deal, half past 7 from now, Reggie invited me and you to bowling tonight. I’ll drive the car to the place, Reggie’s gonna send you a ride to pick you up from the house. Just wanting to let you know.

[JB then nodded his head again towards T, but this time tried to give a smile but it was too crooked to feel any kind of joy. So T ended up heading into his room to get ready, while JB was thinking about going to the place, so he ended up turning off the TV and headed upstairs as well to get ready to go there. Once it was half past 7, Reggie and Hector meet up with T at the spot with some bowling shoes. T looked at Hector who was dressed up like chicana lady with high waist pants, pink crop top, pair of flats with his hair in braids, he hugs T as he looked at Reggie with bug eyes.]

Hector: Oh my gosh, you are Tommy Wish, Reggie always talks about you and your odd exploits.

T: Hmm, what exploits that he talks about me to you?

Hector: Hmm, so many to choose from, well he always tells me about how much you like, so i made sure to get a mani and pedicure prior, just to tease you with them. You like?

[Hector shows off his french manicure hands to Tommy, and he even took off his size ten flats to show his decently arched french pedi foot till he put it back on. Then T got a bit hypnotized by Hector’s frame, till Reggie tapped his shoulders to focus on something else. Then they see JB in the distance, and waved at him to come to lane 12 and 13, once JB made it there and waved to everyone. Then Hector quickly hopped on his feet to hug JB for no reason, which Reggie had to peel him off him as JB looked on with oddness in his face.]

Hector: OOOOH YOU ARE JOHN BLACK!!! REGGIES FAV WRESTLERRRRR!!! I AM SO GLADDD TO SEE HIS IDOL…. Maybe you can teach me how to wrestle any day, big daddy.

[Hector growls at JB in a suggestive manner, as JB tried not to say a word as he went into Lane 13. Then Reggie tries to ease the odd tension with small banter between himself and Hector over his um.. “RICOness”... then after that was over, they start to play a game of bowling where it was Hector and Reggie on Lane 12 and JB and T on Lane 13. By the time the reached to round four, T and JB had more points then Reggie and Hector, which made Hector a bit upset over it.]

Hector: How come they are getting more points then ussss?!?!

Reggie: Well, I don’t know honestly, maybe they are better than us as a TEAM?

[When JB heard that, he was about to hit a perfect strike, but the ball balanced on the gutter side which caused him to lose out on some points. Then he went to the concession area to be alone, as T looked on with worry. Then T follows him to the concession area, where he finds him eating a bag of chips standing near a wall, and T tries to figure out why he left the lane.]

T: Yo, JB we are legit in the middle of a game right now. Why did you decide to back out in the middle of it?

[JB stops eating his chips, and looks at T.]

JB: I didn’t back out from it, I wanted a break from it.

T: You could have told me, so we could have paused the game for a minute, people are trying to get next in our lane and you are holding it up.

JB: Then finished the rest of the goddamn game then, i’m out of here.

[JB then walks out of the bowling venue, as T looked pissed off with him and he went back into the lane to finish the rest of their game. Then Reggie comes to T, while Hector was trying to find the bathroom. Then T picked up one of the bowling ball from the machine, and he angry tosses the ball to the wall by accident, then one of the managers see’s him doing it and they removed him out of the building in a moment's notice. JB was about fifteen blocks away from the bowling venue to a board walk in the middle of the night, looking at the sky while still eating his chips. Then somehow, T finds him and he comes up to him, almost wanting to fight him. But, Hector and Reggie quickly came on the boardwalk to stop them from blowin up one another.]

Hector: Boys boys BOYS!!... why are you two getting mad at one another? Don’t tell me it’s about some girl you two are trying to fuck.. Because I can be her that you two can fight for!

[Hector then does a random ass salsa dance, but Reggie puts the break on him for that and put him to the other side of the boardwalk to talk alone without him.]

Reggie: Look you two, what the fuck is going on?

JB: Ask your homie T.

T: Ask JB.

Reggie: I don’t got time for this childish behavior right now, I already got a teenage daughter who does that with me on the low. If we don’t talk about it now, then we might as well go back home and forget about it.

JB: Alright alright, I got upset at T for what he told me, just because I was too worried about our opponents and what they might do and shit. He told me that I was getting too soft for my own good to not think about winning those tag belts, don’t blame him. Yes we been doing this shit for over three or four years as a team, but fuck man… I am not gonna let a tag title be a contributing factor to our legacy.

Reggie: Right right, you have anything to say T?

T: Well I do, and JB I want to apologize for saying all those harmful things. I don’t mean any of it, because I was too drawn into the whole thing in the first place. I seem to forget that we are only in it to have fun and not to take it seriously.

JB: I get it man, I get it completely… it’s just too surreal to be in this position again, I guess my mind isn’t too invested into it.

T: Well JB, let me tell you something for free… When I talked to myself in that mirror, I had an epiphany towards myself and the direction of our foundation. It was more of a goal to just be a team and continue to do what we need to do. We don’t need to be like Flynn and War Criminal who are this super duper undefeated team with gold. We are just our own guys who do what we want and how we want.

[JB then smiles at T, and they give one another some dap in the process. Then Hector comes up to the fellas and wants to do some stuff on the boardwalk to pass the time. Then the next morning comes up and we see JB cooking eggs, turkey bacon, and some flapjacks while Hector made them mimosa in his mini maid outfit, which JB and T with Reggie laughing at due to how small it is on him. As JB placed the food out on the dining room table, Hector set up the decor and he called the boys to the table to eat. JB led into a prayer that was brief, and Reggie said a brief one as well before they started to eat. As they were drinking mimosas and eating what JB cooked for them, Reggie held a toast to them all.]

Reggie: Toast to be maybe or maybe not XWF Tag Team Champions this coming Friday from now!

[Then they all toasted, and put their mimosas down on the table, and eat their food. Then Tommy starts to speak.]

T: JB this shit is good… where did you get these recipes from?

JB: I anit gonna tell you, but maybe ask Reggie’s friend over there. He’ll tell you.

[T rolled his eyes at JB and continued eating, as Reggie looked at JB.]

Reggie: Is it true they tried to kidnap Vita?... Last I heard Dolly found her somewhere in someone’s basement or some shit like that.

JB: I guess so, but still kinda worried about those two redneck boys who claimed to be bastards, they haven’t said a word at all. But, I guess that’s they own issue they need to solve, but hey at least we aren’t on Dolly or Vita’s list of suspects though.

T: What a sigh of relief I'd say, because I would have kidnapped them long ago, especially when Dolly said I was on her ass before she could legally buy cigarettes for her daddy.

[Then all of them had an uproar of laughter on the table.]

Reggie: Well, I guess you know how you deal with girl or women then. They can’t get enough of you.

T: I guess so…. Haha!

[Then JB put his mimosa down, and wiped his mouth with a napkin, then Hector tried to play footsie with T under the table, but IT wasn't in the mood so he rolled his eyes at him as he sipped his mimosa. Then JB and Reggie watches Vita’s promo on his phone, alongside with Dolly’s as well. Then JB went back to his seat to talk about it.]

JB: Well both women know what they want out of this, they already have penciled themselves into the corner of the tag team titles, feeling like they have something to prove. I don’t blame them, they are more in line with what a company cookie cutter tag team would be like in the dolls. While yes, they draw money and butt in seat, but they don’t have the rawness like we do.

T: Nah they don’t, which i why I been thinking soo much how easy it would have been if it was just between us and not a three way. But, I guess Bastards are worth the headache to put up with in the back for the sake of it. But still, this isn’t just us going after some piece of tin, this is us waging war against this bullshit ass BoB brigade since 2020 before they killed they self off. I am not afraid to say that, we might not come back with the straps, but lord knows we going to beat the hell outta them like if it’s nothing.

Hector: You tell em honey, show em who’s a thug!

T: Uhh… thanks for that, but seriously back on topic, JB and Reggie consider this being our next jumping point to be somebodies, even if we aren’t beloved like Bastards or Dolls are. This is our own moment to fucking shine on these people in 1985 on some Biff Tanen shit. We might not have the stroke to get a Biff Tanen on our payroll nor a mimed guitar solo in the 50s at a high school prom… but you know where I am getting at right?

JB: I know, I know… I mean, at this point we aren’t even stressing out about those belts and the match itself, we know where we are in the tag pecking order, and we might as well be below everyone’s expectations, BEFORE they can count as out as a unit. I still even remember those days when they once GAVE me a six person tag belt with TWO no names who bailed out on me, that was the point in my life I had to go at this shit alone and not expect any handouts from anyone in XWF. So for now on, we shall be the Jake The Snaking of the tag scene, tag gold or no tag gold, we still can outsmart everyone who comes in our way.

Reggie: That’s what I am talking about fellas, this is what I want to see… UNITY… fucking UNITY between you both, that’s what makes our kinship harder then a rock in the mountains. We each had faced some other shit solo dolo, but as a team we all take the fight or flight from our oppressors, and consider them as a target. Consider Vita and Dolly as your target and aim for the heads like you holdin a red dot scope gun and shoot on em good until they bleed out. Do the same for Bourbon and Knuckles as well, because they don’t need to be around this shit at all. So fellas, just go out there and what you do, don’t worry about winning them belts because like you said JB… We the Jake The Snakes of XWF 4 lyfe!

[Then they all start shouting “Jake The Snakes” on top of their lungs until they tire themselves out. Then Reggie instructed Hector to clear up the table, as the trio head to the living room to watch some TV together, as the scene fades to the sunlight outside of the crib.]]]>

[After about three days of JB not talking to Tommy, he ended up going outside of the rented crib to head out to a cafe near Southern Cali, he had Iced T as he sat at an outdoor table. Then he see’s Reggie coming towards the place, and T flanks him down to meet him. Reggie and T shook hands, and both men sat on the plastic chairs, as they watched people passing up and down from the shops and the like. Reggie pulls out his own bottle of lemonade from his backpack, and takes a sip on it. After he was done, he noticed T looking upset as he slouched his shoulders on the chair.]

Reggie: Hey T, what’s the problem? I got a message from JB that you and him are not on good speaking terms. What is the issue?

T: I said something stupid… it was just my ego getting the best of me at that moment.

Reggie: So, let me guess… it’s about those Tag titles right?

T: You know it man… i’m just soo annoyed with how I said all that bullshit… all over something that I know we’ll never gain, period.

Reggie: Man, you need to stop lying to yourself, because it isn’t going to get you anywhere. I know you and JB can get those belts an–

T: It’s not like that, it’s not like that at all!

Reggie: Why are you getting heated with me, i’m just tryin to tell you somethin–

T: I AM NOT MAD….

[T then slams his hand on the table, which caused some of the people to look at him questionably, as Reggie shook his head with how he is acting out. Tommy takes another sip of his Ice T to calm down, as he had his palm on his face to wipe off the sweat from the heat.]

T: Sorry about that, I didn’t mean to yell like that…

Reggie: Well, you aren’t doing yourself any favors for lashing out like that, you do know you are around judgmental people. Take a look around you, T.

[T does that, and looks at some of the people who were sitting outside looking at him with a glare or with a sense of judgment, then he looked at Reggie and said nothing.]

Reggie: See what I mean, you need to know how you control your anger mane. Look, I am not in your rental crib to know what’s going on, but I do know how you two can make it up.

T: What exactly do you think I should do?

Reggie: Well, I was thinking of inviting you two a night out to go bowling with one of my friends, his name is Hector who’s more fruiter than Vinny’s hair stylist. He’s a nice dude who knows the bowling manager around here who get us in for less than 50 bucks.

T: 50 bucks to bowl?... sheesh that’s a high price to pay, and plus I haven’t gone bowling since like 12 years old with my sister and my auntie… so it’ll be shitty on my end, but come. But I don’t know about JB tho if he finna come thru or not,

Reggie: Don’t worry about that, I got that covered, so meet me and Hector at 7pm. We’ll be waiting for you guys on lanes 12 and 13.

T: So you mean everything is already booked for us four? Damn, you move fast Reggie!

Reggie: Hey, I had nothing better to do so I had to plan it up while I was down here in Cali to visit some old friends and familias. Look ill catch up with you later mane.

[Then Reggie and T gave one another some dap, and Reggie went about his business as T had a smile on his face, then we reach to half past 6pm, and T was back in the house where he sees JB sitting on the couch watching TV. Then he got up from layin down on the couch, and wanted to get something from the fridge, then he bumps into Tommy who had something in his hand, which dropped on the floor. JB gave a silent “my bad” look towards him as he headed to the fridge, and once he found what he wanted he went back to the couch to continue watching TV. T then ended up sitting right next to him, trying to talk to him.]

T: JB, you still mad at me?

[No response from JB at all.]

T: I know you want to say something, don’t hold out on me now. It’s been like three days since we have spoken to one another.

[Then JB nodded his head in silence towards him, then he looked back at the TV.]

T: Okay okay, I won’t force you to talk now… but here’s the deal, half past 7 from now, Reggie invited me and you to bowling tonight. I’ll drive the car to the place, Reggie’s gonna send you a ride to pick you up from the house. Just wanting to let you know.

[JB then nodded his head again towards T, but this time tried to give a smile but it was too crooked to feel any kind of joy. So T ended up heading into his room to get ready, while JB was thinking about going to the place, so he ended up turning off the TV and headed upstairs as well to get ready to go there. Once it was half past 7, Reggie and Hector meet up with T at the spot with some bowling shoes. T looked at Hector who was dressed up like chicana lady with high waist pants, pink crop top, pair of flats with his hair in braids, he hugs T as he looked at Reggie with bug eyes.]

Hector: Oh my gosh, you are Tommy Wish, Reggie always talks about you and your odd exploits.

T: Hmm, what exploits that he talks about me to you?

Hector: Hmm, so many to choose from, well he always tells me about how much you like, so i made sure to get a mani and pedicure prior, just to tease you with them. You like?

[Hector shows off his french manicure hands to Tommy, and he even took off his size ten flats to show his decently arched french pedi foot till he put it back on. Then T got a bit hypnotized by Hector’s frame, till Reggie tapped his shoulders to focus on something else. Then they see JB in the distance, and waved at him to come to lane 12 and 13, once JB made it there and waved to everyone. Then Hector quickly hopped on his feet to hug JB for no reason, which Reggie had to peel him off him as JB looked on with oddness in his face.]

Hector: OOOOH YOU ARE JOHN BLACK!!! REGGIES FAV WRESTLERRRRR!!! I AM SO GLADDD TO SEE HIS IDOL…. Maybe you can teach me how to wrestle any day, big daddy.

[Hector growls at JB in a suggestive manner, as JB tried not to say a word as he went into Lane 13. Then Reggie tries to ease the odd tension with small banter between himself and Hector over his um.. “RICOness”... then after that was over, they start to play a game of bowling where it was Hector and Reggie on Lane 12 and JB and T on Lane 13. By the time the reached to round four, T and JB had more points then Reggie and Hector, which made Hector a bit upset over it.]

Hector: How come they are getting more points then ussss?!?!

Reggie: Well, I don’t know honestly, maybe they are better than us as a TEAM?

[When JB heard that, he was about to hit a perfect strike, but the ball balanced on the gutter side which caused him to lose out on some points. Then he went to the concession area to be alone, as T looked on with worry. Then T follows him to the concession area, where he finds him eating a bag of chips standing near a wall, and T tries to figure out why he left the lane.]

T: Yo, JB we are legit in the middle of a game right now. Why did you decide to back out in the middle of it?

[JB stops eating his chips, and looks at T.]

JB: I didn’t back out from it, I wanted a break from it.

T: You could have told me, so we could have paused the game for a minute, people are trying to get next in our lane and you are holding it up.

JB: Then finished the rest of the goddamn game then, i’m out of here.

[JB then walks out of the bowling venue, as T looked pissed off with him and he went back into the lane to finish the rest of their game. Then Reggie comes to T, while Hector was trying to find the bathroom. Then T picked up one of the bowling ball from the machine, and he angry tosses the ball to the wall by accident, then one of the managers see’s him doing it and they removed him out of the building in a moment's notice. JB was about fifteen blocks away from the bowling venue to a board walk in the middle of the night, looking at the sky while still eating his chips. Then somehow, T finds him and he comes up to him, almost wanting to fight him. But, Hector and Reggie quickly came on the boardwalk to stop them from blowin up one another.]

Hector: Boys boys BOYS!!... why are you two getting mad at one another? Don’t tell me it’s about some girl you two are trying to fuck.. Because I can be her that you two can fight for!

[Hector then does a random ass salsa dance, but Reggie puts the break on him for that and put him to the other side of the boardwalk to talk alone without him.]

Reggie: Look you two, what the fuck is going on?

JB: Ask your homie T.

T: Ask JB.

Reggie: I don’t got time for this childish behavior right now, I already got a teenage daughter who does that with me on the low. If we don’t talk about it now, then we might as well go back home and forget about it.

JB: Alright alright, I got upset at T for what he told me, just because I was too worried about our opponents and what they might do and shit. He told me that I was getting too soft for my own good to not think about winning those tag belts, don’t blame him. Yes we been doing this shit for over three or four years as a team, but fuck man… I am not gonna let a tag title be a contributing factor to our legacy.

Reggie: Right right, you have anything to say T?

T: Well I do, and JB I want to apologize for saying all those harmful things. I don’t mean any of it, because I was too drawn into the whole thing in the first place. I seem to forget that we are only in it to have fun and not to take it seriously.

JB: I get it man, I get it completely… it’s just too surreal to be in this position again, I guess my mind isn’t too invested into it.

T: Well JB, let me tell you something for free… When I talked to myself in that mirror, I had an epiphany towards myself and the direction of our foundation. It was more of a goal to just be a team and continue to do what we need to do. We don’t need to be like Flynn and War Criminal who are this super duper undefeated team with gold. We are just our own guys who do what we want and how we want.

[JB then smiles at T, and they give one another some dap in the process. Then Hector comes up to the fellas and wants to do some stuff on the boardwalk to pass the time. Then the next morning comes up and we see JB cooking eggs, turkey bacon, and some flapjacks while Hector made them mimosa in his mini maid outfit, which JB and T with Reggie laughing at due to how small it is on him. As JB placed the food out on the dining room table, Hector set up the decor and he called the boys to the table to eat. JB led into a prayer that was brief, and Reggie said a brief one as well before they started to eat. As they were drinking mimosas and eating what JB cooked for them, Reggie held a toast to them all.]

Reggie: Toast to be maybe or maybe not XWF Tag Team Champions this coming Friday from now!

[Then they all toasted, and put their mimosas down on the table, and eat their food. Then Tommy starts to speak.]

T: JB this shit is good… where did you get these recipes from?

JB: I anit gonna tell you, but maybe ask Reggie’s friend over there. He’ll tell you.

[T rolled his eyes at JB and continued eating, as Reggie looked at JB.]

Reggie: Is it true they tried to kidnap Vita?... Last I heard Dolly found her somewhere in someone’s basement or some shit like that.

JB: I guess so, but still kinda worried about those two redneck boys who claimed to be bastards, they haven’t said a word at all. But, I guess that’s they own issue they need to solve, but hey at least we aren’t on Dolly or Vita’s list of suspects though.

T: What a sigh of relief I'd say, because I would have kidnapped them long ago, especially when Dolly said I was on her ass before she could legally buy cigarettes for her daddy.

[Then all of them had an uproar of laughter on the table.]

Reggie: Well, I guess you know how you deal with girl or women then. They can’t get enough of you.

T: I guess so…. Haha!

[Then JB put his mimosa down, and wiped his mouth with a napkin, then Hector tried to play footsie with T under the table, but IT wasn't in the mood so he rolled his eyes at him as he sipped his mimosa. Then JB and Reggie watches Vita’s promo on his phone, alongside with Dolly’s as well. Then JB went back to his seat to talk about it.]

JB: Well both women know what they want out of this, they already have penciled themselves into the corner of the tag team titles, feeling like they have something to prove. I don’t blame them, they are more in line with what a company cookie cutter tag team would be like in the dolls. While yes, they draw money and butt in seat, but they don’t have the rawness like we do.

T: Nah they don’t, which i why I been thinking soo much how easy it would have been if it was just between us and not a three way. But, I guess Bastards are worth the headache to put up with in the back for the sake of it. But still, this isn’t just us going after some piece of tin, this is us waging war against this bullshit ass BoB brigade since 2020 before they killed they self off. I am not afraid to say that, we might not come back with the straps, but lord knows we going to beat the hell outta them like if it’s nothing.

Hector: You tell em honey, show em who’s a thug!

T: Uhh… thanks for that, but seriously back on topic, JB and Reggie consider this being our next jumping point to be somebodies, even if we aren’t beloved like Bastards or Dolls are. This is our own moment to fucking shine on these people in 1985 on some Biff Tanen shit. We might not have the stroke to get a Biff Tanen on our payroll nor a mimed guitar solo in the 50s at a high school prom… but you know where I am getting at right?

JB: I know, I know… I mean, at this point we aren’t even stressing out about those belts and the match itself, we know where we are in the tag pecking order, and we might as well be below everyone’s expectations, BEFORE they can count as out as a unit. I still even remember those days when they once GAVE me a six person tag belt with TWO no names who bailed out on me, that was the point in my life I had to go at this shit alone and not expect any handouts from anyone in XWF. So for now on, we shall be the Jake The Snaking of the tag scene, tag gold or no tag gold, we still can outsmart everyone who comes in our way.

Reggie: That’s what I am talking about fellas, this is what I want to see… UNITY… fucking UNITY between you both, that’s what makes our kinship harder then a rock in the mountains. We each had faced some other shit solo dolo, but as a team we all take the fight or flight from our oppressors, and consider them as a target. Consider Vita and Dolly as your target and aim for the heads like you holdin a red dot scope gun and shoot on em good until they bleed out. Do the same for Bourbon and Knuckles as well, because they don’t need to be around this shit at all. So fellas, just go out there and what you do, don’t worry about winning them belts because like you said JB… We the Jake The Snakes of XWF 4 lyfe!

[Then they all start shouting “Jake The Snakes” on top of their lungs until they tire themselves out. Then Reggie instructed Hector to clear up the table, as the trio head to the living room to watch some TV together, as the scene fades to the sunlight outside of the crib.]

[After about three days of JB not talking to Tommy, he ended up going outside of the rented crib to head out to a cafe near Southern Cali, he had Iced T as he sat at an outdoor table. Then he see’s Reggie coming towards the place, and T flanks him down to meet him. Reggie and T shook hands, and both men sat on the plastic chairs, as they watched people passing up and down from the shops and the like. Reggie pulls out his own bottle of lemonade from his backpack, and takes a sip on it. After he was done, he noticed T looking upset as he slouched his shoulders on the chair.]

Reggie: Hey T, what’s the problem? I got a message from JB that you and him are not on good speaking terms. What is the issue?

T: I said something stupid… it was just my ego getting the best of me at that moment.

Reggie: So, let me guess… it’s about those Tag titles right?

T: You know it man… i’m just soo annoyed with how I said all that bullshit… all over something that I know we’ll never gain, period.

Reggie: Man, you need to stop lying to yourself, because it isn’t going to get you anywhere. I know you and JB can get those belts an–

T: It’s not like that, it’s not like that at all!

Reggie: Why are you getting heated with me, i’m just tryin to tell you somethin–

T: I AM NOT MAD….

[T then slams his hand on the table, which caused some of the people to look at him questionably, as Reggie shook his head with how he is acting out. Tommy takes another sip of his Ice T to calm down, as he had his palm on his face to wipe off the sweat from the heat.]

T: Sorry about that, I didn’t mean to yell like that…

Reggie: Well, you aren’t doing yourself any favors for lashing out like that, you do know you are around judgmental people. Take a look around you, T.

[T does that, and looks at some of the people who were sitting outside looking at him with a glare or with a sense of judgment, then he looked at Reggie and said nothing.]

Reggie: See what I mean, you need to know how you control your anger mane. Look, I am not in your rental crib to know what’s going on, but I do know how you two can make it up.

T: What exactly do you think I should do?

Reggie: Well, I was thinking of inviting you two a night out to go bowling with one of my friends, his name is Hector who’s more fruiter than Vinny’s hair stylist. He’s a nice dude who knows the bowling manager around here who get us in for less than 50 bucks.

T: 50 bucks to bowl?... sheesh that’s a high price to pay, and plus I haven’t gone bowling since like 12 years old with my sister and my auntie… so it’ll be shitty on my end, but come. But I don’t know about JB tho if he finna come thru or not,

Reggie: Don’t worry about that, I got that covered, so meet me and Hector at 7pm. We’ll be waiting for you guys on lanes 12 and 13.

T: So you mean everything is already booked for us four? Damn, you move fast Reggie!

Reggie: Hey, I had nothing better to do so I had to plan it up while I was down here in Cali to visit some old friends and familias. Look ill catch up with you later mane.

[Then Reggie and T gave one another some dap, and Reggie went about his business as T had a smile on his face, then we reach to half past 6pm, and T was back in the house where he sees JB sitting on the couch watching TV. Then he got up from layin down on the couch, and wanted to get something from the fridge, then he bumps into Tommy who had something in his hand, which dropped on the floor. JB gave a silent “my bad” look towards him as he headed to the fridge, and once he found what he wanted he went back to the couch to continue watching TV. T then ended up sitting right next to him, trying to talk to him.]

T: JB, you still mad at me?

[No response from JB at all.]

T: I know you want to say something, don’t hold out on me now. It’s been like three days since we have spoken to one another.

[Then JB nodded his head in silence towards him, then he looked back at the TV.]

T: Okay okay, I won’t force you to talk now… but here’s the deal, half past 7 from now, Reggie invited me and you to bowling tonight. I’ll drive the car to the place, Reggie’s gonna send you a ride to pick you up from the house. Just wanting to let you know.

[JB then nodded his head again towards T, but this time tried to give a smile but it was too crooked to feel any kind of joy. So T ended up heading into his room to get ready, while JB was thinking about going to the place, so he ended up turning off the TV and headed upstairs as well to get ready to go there. Once it was half past 7, Reggie and Hector meet up with T at the spot with some bowling shoes. T looked at Hector who was dressed up like chicana lady with high waist pants, pink crop top, pair of flats with his hair in braids, he hugs T as he looked at Reggie with bug eyes.]

Hector: Oh my gosh, you are Tommy Wish, Reggie always talks about you and your odd exploits.

T: Hmm, what exploits that he talks about me to you?

Hector: Hmm, so many to choose from, well he always tells me about how much you like, so i made sure to get a mani and pedicure prior, just to tease you with them. You like?

[Hector shows off his french manicure hands to Tommy, and he even took off his size ten flats to show his decently arched french pedi foot till he put it back on. Then T got a bit hypnotized by Hector’s frame, till Reggie tapped his shoulders to focus on something else. Then they see JB in the distance, and waved at him to come to lane 12 and 13, once JB made it there and waved to everyone. Then Hector quickly hopped on his feet to hug JB for no reason, which Reggie had to peel him off him as JB looked on with oddness in his face.]

Hector: OOOOH YOU ARE JOHN BLACK!!! REGGIES FAV WRESTLERRRRR!!! I AM SO GLADDD TO SEE HIS IDOL…. Maybe you can teach me how to wrestle any day, big daddy.

[Hector growls at JB in a suggestive manner, as JB tried not to say a word as he went into Lane 13. Then Reggie tries to ease the odd tension with small banter between himself and Hector over his um.. “RICOness”... then after that was over, they start to play a game of bowling where it was Hector and Reggie on Lane 12 and JB and T on Lane 13. By the time the reached to round four, T and JB had more points then Reggie and Hector, which made Hector a bit upset over it.]

Hector: How come they are getting more points then ussss?!?!

Reggie: Well, I don’t know honestly, maybe they are better than us as a TEAM?

[When JB heard that, he was about to hit a perfect strike, but the ball balanced on the gutter side which caused him to lose out on some points. Then he went to the concession area to be alone, as T looked on with worry. Then T follows him to the concession area, where he finds him eating a bag of chips standing near a wall, and T tries to figure out why he left the lane.]

T: Yo, JB we are legit in the middle of a game right now. Why did you decide to back out in the middle of it?

[JB stops eating his chips, and looks at T.]

JB: I didn’t back out from it, I wanted a break from it.

T: You could have told me, so we could have paused the game for a minute, people are trying to get next in our lane and you are holding it up.

JB: Then finished the rest of the goddamn game then, i’m out of here.

[JB then walks out of the bowling venue, as T looked pissed off with him and he went back into the lane to finish the rest of their game. Then Reggie comes to T, while Hector was trying to find the bathroom. Then T picked up one of the bowling ball from the machine, and he angry tosses the ball to the wall by accident, then one of the managers see’s him doing it and they removed him out of the building in a moment's notice. JB was about fifteen blocks away from the bowling venue to a board walk in the middle of the night, looking at the sky while still eating his chips. Then somehow, T finds him and he comes up to him, almost wanting to fight him. But, Hector and Reggie quickly came on the boardwalk to stop them from blowin up one another.]

Hector: Boys boys BOYS!!... why are you two getting mad at one another? Don’t tell me it’s about some girl you two are trying to fuck.. Because I can be her that you two can fight for!

[Hector then does a random ass salsa dance, but Reggie puts the break on him for that and put him to the other side of the boardwalk to talk alone without him.]

Reggie: Look you two, what the fuck is going on?

JB: Ask your homie T.

T: Ask JB.

Reggie: I don’t got time for this childish behavior right now, I already got a teenage daughter who does that with me on the low. If we don’t talk about it now, then we might as well go back home and forget about it.

JB: Alright alright, I got upset at T for what he told me, just because I was too worried about our opponents and what they might do and shit. He told me that I was getting too soft for my own good to not think about winning those tag belts, don’t blame him. Yes we been doing this shit for over three or four years as a team, but fuck man… I am not gonna let a tag title be a contributing factor to our legacy.

Reggie: Right right, you have anything to say T?

T: Well I do, and JB I want to apologize for saying all those harmful things. I don’t mean any of it, because I was too drawn into the whole thing in the first place. I seem to forget that we are only in it to have fun and not to take it seriously.

JB: I get it man, I get it completely… it’s just too surreal to be in this position again, I guess my mind isn’t too invested into it.

T: Well JB, let me tell you something for free… When I talked to myself in that mirror, I had an epiphany towards myself and the direction of our foundation. It was more of a goal to just be a team and continue to do what we need to do. We don’t need to be like Flynn and War Criminal who are this super duper undefeated team with gold. We are just our own guys who do what we want and how we want.

[JB then smiles at T, and they give one another some dap in the process. Then Hector comes up to the fellas and wants to do some stuff on the boardwalk to pass the time. Then the next morning comes up and we see JB cooking eggs, turkey bacon, and some flapjacks while Hector made them mimosa in his mini maid outfit, which JB and T with Reggie laughing at due to how small it is on him. As JB placed the food out on the dining room table, Hector set up the decor and he called the boys to the table to eat. JB led into a prayer that was brief, and Reggie said a brief one as well before they started to eat. As they were drinking mimosas and eating what JB cooked for them, Reggie held a toast to them all.]

Reggie: Toast to be maybe or maybe not XWF Tag Team Champions this coming Friday from now!

[Then they all toasted, and put their mimosas down on the table, and eat their food. Then Tommy starts to speak.]

T: JB this shit is good… where did you get these recipes from?

JB: I anit gonna tell you, but maybe ask Reggie’s friend over there. He’ll tell you.

[T rolled his eyes at JB and continued eating, as Reggie looked at JB.]

Reggie: Is it true they tried to kidnap Vita?... Last I heard Dolly found her somewhere in someone’s basement or some shit like that.

JB: I guess so, but still kinda worried about those two redneck boys who claimed to be bastards, they haven’t said a word at all. But, I guess that’s they own issue they need to solve, but hey at least we aren’t on Dolly or Vita’s list of suspects though.

T: What a sigh of relief I'd say, because I would have kidnapped them long ago, especially when Dolly said I was on her ass before she could legally buy cigarettes for her daddy.

[Then all of them had an uproar of laughter on the table.]

Reggie: Well, I guess you know how you deal with girl or women then. They can’t get enough of you.

T: I guess so…. Haha!

[Then JB put his mimosa down, and wiped his mouth with a napkin, then Hector tried to play footsie with T under the table, but IT wasn't in the mood so he rolled his eyes at him as he sipped his mimosa. Then JB and Reggie watches Vita’s promo on his phone, alongside with Dolly’s as well. Then JB went back to his seat to talk about it.]

JB: Well both women know what they want out of this, they already have penciled themselves into the corner of the tag team titles, feeling like they have something to prove. I don’t blame them, they are more in line with what a company cookie cutter tag team would be like in the dolls. While yes, they draw money and butt in seat, but they don’t have the rawness like we do.

T: Nah they don’t, which i why I been thinking soo much how easy it would have been if it was just between us and not a three way. But, I guess Bastards are worth the headache to put up with in the back for the sake of it. But still, this isn’t just us going after some piece of tin, this is us waging war against this bullshit ass BoB brigade since 2020 before they killed they self off. I am not afraid to say that, we might not come back with the straps, but lord knows we going to beat the hell outta them like if it’s nothing.

Hector: You tell em honey, show em who’s a thug!

T: Uhh… thanks for that, but seriously back on topic, JB and Reggie consider this being our next jumping point to be somebodies, even if we aren’t beloved like Bastards or Dolls are. This is our own moment to fucking shine on these people in 1985 on some Biff Tanen shit. We might not have the stroke to get a Biff Tanen on our payroll nor a mimed guitar solo in the 50s at a high school prom… but you know where I am getting at right?

JB: I know, I know… I mean, at this point we aren’t even stressing out about those belts and the match itself, we know where we are in the tag pecking order, and we might as well be below everyone’s expectations, BEFORE they can count as out as a unit. I still even remember those days when they once GAVE me a six person tag belt with TWO no names who bailed out on me, that was the point in my life I had to go at this shit alone and not expect any handouts from anyone in XWF. So for now on, we shall be the Jake The Snaking of the tag scene, tag gold or no tag gold, we still can outsmart everyone who comes in our way.

Reggie: That’s what I am talking about fellas, this is what I want to see… UNITY… fucking UNITY between you both, that’s what makes our kinship harder then a rock in the mountains. We each had faced some other shit solo dolo, but as a team we all take the fight or flight from our oppressors, and consider them as a target. Consider Vita and Dolly as your target and aim for the heads like you holdin a red dot scope gun and shoot on em good until they bleed out. Do the same for Bourbon and Knuckles as well, because they don’t need to be around this shit at all. So fellas, just go out there and what you do, don’t worry about winning them belts because like you said JB… We the Jake The Snakes of XWF 4 lyfe!

[Then they all start shouting “Jake The Snakes” on top of their lungs until they tire themselves out. Then Reggie instructed Hector to clear up the table, as the trio head to the living room to watch some TV together, as the scene fades to the sunlight outside of the crib.]

[After about three days of JB not talking to Tommy, he ended up going outside of the rented crib to head out to a cafe near Southern Cali, he had Iced T as he sat at an outdoor table. Then he see’s Reggie coming towards the place, and T flanks him down to meet him. Reggie and T shook hands, and both men sat on the plastic chairs, as they watched people passing up and down from the shops and the like. Reggie pulls out his own bottle of lemonade from his backpack, and takes a sip on it. After he was done, he noticed T looking upset as he slouched his shoulders on the chair.]

Reggie: Hey T, what’s the problem? I got a message from JB that you and him are not on good speaking terms. What is the issue?

T: I said something stupid… it was just my ego getting the best of me at that moment.

Reggie: So, let me guess… it’s about those Tag titles right?

T: You know it man… i’m just soo annoyed with how I said all that bullshit… all over something that I know we’ll never gain, period.

Reggie: Man, you need to stop lying to yourself, because it isn’t going to get you anywhere. I know you and JB can get those belts an–

T: It’s not like that, it’s not like that at all!

Reggie: Why are you getting heated with me, i’m just tryin to tell you somethin–

T: I AM NOT MAD….

[T then slams his hand on the table, which caused some of the people to look at him questionably, as Reggie shook his head with how he is acting out. Tommy takes another sip of his Ice T to calm down, as he had his palm on his face to wipe off the sweat from the heat.]

T: Sorry about that, I didn’t mean to yell like that…

Reggie: Well, you aren’t doing yourself any favors for lashing out like that, you do know you are around judgmental people. Take a look around you, T.

[T does that, and looks at some of the people who were sitting outside looking at him with a glare or with a sense of judgment, then he looked at Reggie and said nothing.]

Reggie: See what I mean, you need to know how you control your anger mane. Look, I am not in your rental crib to know what’s going on, but I do know how you two can make it up.

T: What exactly do you think I should do?

Reggie: Well, I was thinking of inviting you two a night out to go bowling with one of my friends, his name is Hector who’s more fruiter than Vinny’s hair stylist. He’s a nice dude who knows the bowling manager around here who get us in for less than 50 bucks.

T: 50 bucks to bowl?... sheesh that’s a high price to pay, and plus I haven’t gone bowling since like 12 years old with my sister and my auntie… so it’ll be shitty on my end, but come. But I don’t know about JB tho if he finna come thru or not,

Reggie: Don’t worry about that, I got that covered, so meet me and Hector at 7pm. We’ll be waiting for you guys on lanes 12 and 13.

T: So you mean everything is already booked for us four? Damn, you move fast Reggie!

Reggie: Hey, I had nothing better to do so I had to plan it up while I was down here in Cali to visit some old friends and familias. Look ill catch up with you later mane.

[Then Reggie and T gave one another some dap, and Reggie went about his business as T had a smile on his face, then we reach to half past 6pm, and T was back in the house where he sees JB sitting on the couch watching TV. Then he got up from layin down on the couch, and wanted to get something from the fridge, then he bumps into Tommy who had something in his hand, which dropped on the floor. JB gave a silent “my bad” look towards him as he headed to the fridge, and once he found what he wanted he went back to the couch to continue watching TV. T then ended up sitting right next to him, trying to talk to him.]

T: JB, you still mad at me?

[No response from JB at all.]

T: I know you want to say something, don’t hold out on me now. It’s been like three days since we have spoken to one another.

[Then JB nodded his head in silence towards him, then he looked back at the TV.]

T: Okay okay, I won’t force you to talk now… but here’s the deal, half past 7 from now, Reggie invited me and you to bowling tonight. I’ll drive the car to the place, Reggie’s gonna send you a ride to pick you up from the house. Just wanting to let you know.

[JB then nodded his head again towards T, but this time tried to give a smile but it was too crooked to feel any kind of joy. So T ended up heading into his room to get ready, while JB was thinking about going to the place, so he ended up turning off the TV and headed upstairs as well to get ready to go there. Once it was half past 7, Reggie and Hector meet up with T at the spot with some bowling shoes. T looked at Hector who was dressed up like chicana lady with high waist pants, pink crop top, pair of flats with his hair in braids, he hugs T as he looked at Reggie with bug eyes.]

Hector: Oh my gosh, you are Tommy Wish, Reggie always talks about you and your odd exploits.

T: Hmm, what exploits that he talks about me to you?

Hector: Hmm, so many to choose from, well he always tells me about how much you like, so i made sure to get a mani and pedicure prior, just to tease you with them. You like?

[Hector shows off his french manicure hands to Tommy, and he even took off his size ten flats to show his decently arched french pedi foot till he put it back on. Then T got a bit hypnotized by Hector’s frame, till Reggie tapped his shoulders to focus on something else. Then they see JB in the distance, and waved at him to come to lane 12 and 13, once JB made it there and waved to everyone. Then Hector quickly hopped on his feet to hug JB for no reason, which Reggie had to peel him off him as JB looked on with oddness in his face.]

Hector: OOOOH YOU ARE JOHN BLACK!!! REGGIES FAV WRESTLERRRRR!!! I AM SO GLADDD TO SEE HIS IDOL…. Maybe you can teach me how to wrestle any day, big daddy.

[Hector growls at JB in a suggestive manner, as JB tried not to say a word as he went into Lane 13. Then Reggie tries to ease the odd tension with small banter between himself and Hector over his um.. “RICOness”... then after that was over, they start to play a game of bowling where it was Hector and Reggie on Lane 12 and JB and T on Lane 13. By the time the reached to round four, T and JB had more points then Reggie and Hector, which made Hector a bit upset over it.]

Hector: How come they are getting more points then ussss?!?!

Reggie: Well, I don’t know honestly, maybe they are better than us as a TEAM?

[When JB heard that, he was about to hit a perfect strike, but the ball balanced on the gutter side which caused him to lose out on some points. Then he went to the concession area to be alone, as T looked on with worry. Then T follows him to the concession area, where he finds him eating a bag of chips standing near a wall, and T tries to figure out why he left the lane.]

T: Yo, JB we are legit in the middle of a game right now. Why did you decide to back out in the middle of it?

[JB stops eating his chips, and looks at T.]

JB: I didn’t back out from it, I wanted a break from it.

T: You could have told me, so we could have paused the game for a minute, people are trying to get next in our lane and you are holding it up.

JB: Then finished the rest of the goddamn game then, i’m out of here.

[JB then walks out of the bowling venue, as T looked pissed off with him and he went back into the lane to finish the rest of their game. Then Reggie comes to T, while Hector was trying to find the bathroom. Then T picked up one of the bowling ball from the machine, and he angry tosses the ball to the wall by accident, then one of the managers see’s him doing it and they removed him out of the building in a moment's notice. JB was about fifteen blocks away from the bowling venue to a board walk in the middle of the night, looking at the sky while still eating his chips. Then somehow, T finds him and he comes up to him, almost wanting to fight him. But, Hector and Reggie quickly came on the boardwalk to stop them from blowin up one another.]

Hector: Boys boys BOYS!!... why are you two getting mad at one another? Don’t tell me it’s about some girl you two are trying to fuck.. Because I can be her that you two can fight for!

[Hector then does a random ass salsa dance, but Reggie puts the break on him for that and put him to the other side of the boardwalk to talk alone without him.]

Reggie: Look you two, what the fuck is going on?

JB: Ask your homie T.

T: Ask JB.

Reggie: I don’t got time for this childish behavior right now, I already got a teenage daughter who does that with me on the low. If we don’t talk about it now, then we might as well go back home and forget about it.

JB: Alright alright, I got upset at T for what he told me, just because I was too worried about our opponents and what they might do and shit. He told me that I was getting too soft for my own good to not think about winning those tag belts, don’t blame him. Yes we been doing this shit for over three or four years as a team, but fuck man… I am not gonna let a tag title be a contributing factor to our legacy.

Reggie: Right right, you have anything to say T?

T: Well I do, and JB I want to apologize for saying all those harmful things. I don’t mean any of it, because I was too drawn into the whole thing in the first place. I seem to forget that we are only in it to have fun and not to take it seriously.

JB: I get it man, I get it completely… it’s just too surreal to be in this position again, I guess my mind isn’t too invested into it.

T: Well JB, let me tell you something for free… When I talked to myself in that mirror, I had an epiphany towards myself and the direction of our foundation. It was more of a goal to just be a team and continue to do what we need to do. We don’t need to be like Flynn and War Criminal who are this super duper undefeated team with gold. We are just our own guys who do what we want and how we want.

[JB then smiles at T, and they give one another some dap in the process. Then Hector comes up to the fellas and wants to do some stuff on the boardwalk to pass the time. Then the next morning comes up and we see JB cooking eggs, turkey bacon, and some flapjacks while Hector made them mimosa in his mini maid outfit, which JB and T with Reggie laughing at due to how small it is on him. As JB placed the food out on the dining room table, Hector set up the decor and he called the boys to the table to eat. JB led into a prayer that was brief, and Reggie said a brief one as well before they started to eat. As they were drinking mimosas and eating what JB cooked for them, Reggie held a toast to them all.]

Reggie: Toast to be maybe or maybe not XWF Tag Team Champions this coming Friday from now!

[Then they all toasted, and put their mimosas down on the table, and eat their food. Then Tommy starts to speak.]

T: JB this shit is good… where did you get these recipes from?

JB: I anit gonna tell you, but maybe ask Reggie’s friend over there. He’ll tell you.

[T rolled his eyes at JB and continued eating, as Reggie looked at JB.]

Reggie: Is it true they tried to kidnap Vita?... Last I heard Dolly found her somewhere in someone’s basement or some shit like that.

JB: I guess so, but still kinda worried about those two redneck boys who claimed to be bastards, they haven’t said a word at all. But, I guess that’s they own issue they need to solve, but hey at least we aren’t on Dolly or Vita’s list of suspects though.

T: What a sigh of relief I'd say, because I would have kidnapped them long ago, especially when Dolly said I was on her ass before she could legally buy cigarettes for her daddy.

[Then all of them had an uproar of laughter on the table.]

Reggie: Well, I guess you know how you deal with girl or women then. They can’t get enough of you.

T: I guess so…. Haha!

[Then JB put his mimosa down, and wiped his mouth with a napkin, then Hector tried to play footsie with T under the table, but IT wasn't in the mood so he rolled his eyes at him as he sipped his mimosa. Then JB and Reggie watches Vita’s promo on his phone, alongside with Dolly’s as well. Then JB went back to his seat to talk about it.]

JB: Well both women know what they want out of this, they already have penciled themselves into the corner of the tag team titles, feeling like they have something to prove. I don’t blame them, they are more in line with what a company cookie cutter tag team would be like in the dolls. While yes, they draw money and butt in seat, but they don’t have the rawness like we do.

T: Nah they don’t, which i why I been thinking soo much how easy it would have been if it was just between us and not a three way. But, I guess Bastards are worth the headache to put up with in the back for the sake of it. But still, this isn’t just us going after some piece of tin, this is us waging war against this bullshit ass BoB brigade since 2020 before they killed they self off. I am not afraid to say that, we might not come back with the straps, but lord knows we going to beat the hell outta them like if it’s nothing.

Hector: You tell em honey, show em who’s a thug!

T: Uhh… thanks for that, but seriously back on topic, JB and Reggie consider this being our next jumping point to be somebodies, even if we aren’t beloved like Bastards or Dolls are. This is our own moment to fucking shine on these people in 1985 on some Biff Tanen shit. We might not have the stroke to get a Biff Tanen on our payroll nor a mimed guitar solo in the 50s at a high school prom… but you know where I am getting at right?

JB: I know, I know… I mean, at this point we aren’t even stressing out about those belts and the match itself, we know where we are in the tag pecking order, and we might as well be below everyone’s expectations, BEFORE they can count as out as a unit. I still even remember those days when they once GAVE me a six person tag belt with TWO no names who bailed out on me, that was the point in my life I had to go at this shit alone and not expect any handouts from anyone in XWF. So for now on, we shall be the Jake The Snaking of the tag scene, tag gold or no tag gold, we still can outsmart everyone who comes in our way.

Reggie: That’s what I am talking about fellas, this is what I want to see… UNITY… fucking UNITY between you both, that’s what makes our kinship harder then a rock in the mountains. We each had faced some other shit solo dolo, but as a team we all take the fight or flight from our oppressors, and consider them as a target. Consider Vita and Dolly as your target and aim for the heads like you holdin a red dot scope gun and shoot on em good until they bleed out. Do the same for Bourbon and Knuckles as well, because they don’t need to be around this shit at all. So fellas, just go out there and what you do, don’t worry about winning them belts because like you said JB… We the Jake The Snakes of XWF 4 lyfe!

[Then they all start shouting “Jake The Snakes” on top of their lungs until they tire themselves out. Then Reggie instructed Hector to clear up the table, as the trio head to the living room to watch some TV together, as the scene fades to the sunlight outside of the crib.]

[After about three days of JB not talking to Tommy, he ended up going outside of the rented crib to head out to a cafe near Southern Cali, he had Iced T as he sat at an outdoor table. Then he see’s Reggie coming towards the place, and T flanks him down to meet him. Reggie and T shook hands, and both men sat on the plastic chairs, as they watched people passing up and down from the shops and the like. Reggie pulls out his own bottle of lemonade from his backpack, and takes a sip on it. After he was done, he noticed T looking upset as he slouched his shoulders on the chair.]

Reggie: Hey T, what’s the problem? I got a message from JB that you and him are not on good speaking terms. What is the issue?

T: I said something stupid… it was just my ego getting the best of me at that moment.

Reggie: So, let me guess… it’s about those Tag titles right?

T: You know it man… i’m just soo annoyed with how I said all that bullshit… all over something that I know we’ll never gain, period.

Reggie: Man, you need to stop lying to yourself, because it isn’t going to get you anywhere. I know you and JB can get those belts an–

T: It’s not like that, it’s not like that at all!

Reggie: Why are you getting heated with me, i’m just tryin to tell you somethin–

T: I AM NOT MAD….

[T then slams his hand on the table, which caused some of the people to look at him questionably, as Reggie shook his head with how he is acting out. Tommy takes another sip of his Ice T to calm down, as he had his palm on his face to wipe off the sweat from the heat.]

T: Sorry about that, I didn’t mean to yell like that…

Reggie: Well, you aren’t doing yourself any favors for lashing out like that, you do know you are around judgmental people. Take a look around you, T.

[T does that, and looks at some of the people who were sitting outside looking at him with a glare or with a sense of judgment, then he looked at Reggie and said nothing.]

Reggie: See what I mean, you need to know how you control your anger mane. Look, I am not in your rental crib to know what’s going on, but I do know how you two can make it up.

T: What exactly do you think I should do?

Reggie: Well, I was thinking of inviting you two a night out to go bowling with one of my friends, his name is Hector who’s more fruiter than Vinny’s hair stylist. He’s a nice dude who knows the bowling manager around here who get us in for less than 50 bucks.

T: 50 bucks to bowl?... sheesh that’s a high price to pay, and plus I haven’t gone bowling since like 12 years old with my sister and my auntie… so it’ll be shitty on my end, but come. But I don’t know about JB tho if he finna come thru or not,

Reggie: Don’t worry about that, I got that covered, so meet me and Hector at 7pm. We’ll be waiting for you guys on lanes 12 and 13.

T: So you mean everything is already booked for us four? Damn, you move fast Reggie!

Reggie: Hey, I had nothing better to do so I had to plan it up while I was down here in Cali to visit some old friends and familias. Look ill catch up with you later mane.

[Then Reggie and T gave one another some dap, and Reggie went about his business as T had a smile on his face, then we reach to half past 6pm, and T was back in the house where he sees JB sitting on the couch watching TV. Then he got up from layin down on the couch, and wanted to get something from the fridge, then he bumps into Tommy who had something in his hand, which dropped on the floor. JB gave a silent “my bad” look towards him as he headed to the fridge, and once he found what he wanted he went back to the couch to continue watching TV. T then ended up sitting right next to him, trying to talk to him.]

T: JB, you still mad at me?

[No response from JB at all.]

T: I know you want to say something, don’t hold out on me now. It’s been like three days since we have spoken to one another.

[Then JB nodded his head in silence towards him, then he looked back at the TV.]

T: Okay okay, I won’t force you to talk now… but here’s the deal, half past 7 from now, Reggie invited me and you to bowling tonight. I’ll drive the car to the place, Reggie’s gonna send you a ride to pick you up from the house. Just wanting to let you know.

[JB then nodded his head again towards T, but this time tried to give a smile but it was too crooked to feel any kind of joy. So T ended up heading into his room to get ready, while JB was thinking about going to the place, so he ended up turning off the TV and headed upstairs as well to get ready to go there. Once it was half past 7, Reggie and Hector meet up with T at the spot with some bowling shoes. T looked at Hector who was dressed up like chicana lady with high waist pants, pink crop top, pair of flats with his hair in braids, he hugs T as he looked at Reggie with bug eyes.]

Hector: Oh my gosh, you are Tommy Wish, Reggie always talks about you and your odd exploits.

T: Hmm, what exploits that he talks about me to you?

Hector: Hmm, so many to choose from, well he always tells me about how much you like, so i made sure to get a mani and pedicure prior, just to tease you with them. You like?

[Hector shows off his french manicure hands to Tommy, and he even took off his size ten flats to show his decently arched french pedi foot till he put it back on. Then T got a bit hypnotized by Hector’s frame, till Reggie tapped his shoulders to focus on something else. Then they see JB in the distance, and waved at him to come to lane 12 and 13, once JB made it there and waved to everyone. Then Hector quickly hopped on his feet to hug JB for no reason, which Reggie had to peel him off him as JB looked on with oddness in his face.]

Hector: OOOOH YOU ARE JOHN BLACK!!! REGGIES FAV WRESTLERRRRR!!! I AM SO GLADDD TO SEE HIS IDOL…. Maybe you can teach me how to wrestle any day, big daddy.

[Hector growls at JB in a suggestive manner, as JB tried not to say a word as he went into Lane 13. Then Reggie tries to ease the odd tension with small banter between himself and Hector over his um.. “RICOness”... then after that was over, they start to play a game of bowling where it was Hector and Reggie on Lane 12 and JB and T on Lane 13. By the time the reached to round four, T and JB had more points then Reggie and Hector, which made Hector a bit upset over it.]

Hector: How come they are getting more points then ussss?!?!

Reggie: Well, I don’t know honestly, maybe they are better than us as a TEAM?

[When JB heard that, he was about to hit a perfect strike, but the ball balanced on the gutter side which caused him to lose out on some points. Then he went to the concession area to be alone, as T looked on with worry. Then T follows him to the concession area, where he finds him eating a bag of chips standing near a wall, and T tries to figure out why he left the lane.]

T: Yo, JB we are legit in the middle of a game right now. Why did you decide to back out in the middle of it?

[JB stops eating his chips, and looks at T.]

JB: I didn’t back out from it, I wanted a break from it.

T: You could have told me, so we could have paused the game for a minute, people are trying to get next in our lane and you are holding it up.

JB: Then finished the rest of the goddamn game then, i’m out of here.

[JB then walks out of the bowling venue, as T looked pissed off with him and he went back into the lane to finish the rest of their game. Then Reggie comes to T, while Hector was trying to find the bathroom. Then T picked up one of the bowling ball from the machine, and he angry tosses the ball to the wall by accident, then one of the managers see’s him doing it and they removed him out of the building in a moment's notice. JB was about fifteen blocks away from the bowling venue to a board walk in the middle of the night, looking at the sky while still eating his chips. Then somehow, T finds him and he comes up to him, almost wanting to fight him. But, Hector and Reggie quickly came on the boardwalk to stop them from blowin up one another.]

Hector: Boys boys BOYS!!... why are you two getting mad at one another? Don’t tell me it’s about some girl you two are trying to fuck.. Because I can be her that you two can fight for!

[Hector then does a random ass salsa dance, but Reggie puts the break on him for that and put him to the other side of the boardwalk to talk alone without him.]

Reggie: Look you two, what the fuck is going on?

JB: Ask your homie T.

T: Ask JB.

Reggie: I don’t got time for this childish behavior right now, I already got a teenage daughter who does that with me on the low. If we don’t talk about it now, then we might as well go back home and forget about it.

JB: Alright alright, I got upset at T for what he told me, just because I was too worried about our opponents and what they might do and shit. He told me that I was getting too soft for my own good to not think about winning those tag belts, don’t blame him. Yes we been doing this shit for over three or four years as a team, but fuck man… I am not gonna let a tag title be a contributing factor to our legacy.

Reggie: Right right, you have anything to say T?

T: Well I do, and JB I want to apologize for saying all those harmful things. I don’t mean any of it, because I was too drawn into the whole thing in the first place. I seem to forget that we are only in it to have fun and not to take it seriously.

JB: I get it man, I get it completely… it’s just too surreal to be in this position again, I guess my mind isn’t too invested into it.

T: Well JB, let me tell you something for free… When I talked to myself in that mirror, I had an epiphany towards myself and the direction of our foundation. It was more of a goal to just be a team and continue to do what we need to do. We don’t need to be like Flynn and War Criminal who are this super duper undefeated team with gold. We are just our own guys who do what we want and how we want.

[JB then smiles at T, and they give one another some dap in the process. Then Hector comes up to the fellas and wants to do some stuff on the boardwalk to pass the time. Then the next morning comes up and we see JB cooking eggs, turkey bacon, and some flapjacks while Hector made them mimosa in his mini maid outfit, which JB and T with Reggie laughing at due to how small it is on him. As JB placed the food out on the dining room table, Hector set up the decor and he called the boys to the table to eat. JB led into a prayer that was brief, and Reggie said a brief one as well before they started to eat. As they were drinking mimosas and eating what JB cooked for them, Reggie held a toast to them all.]

Reggie: Toast to be maybe or maybe not XWF Tag Team Champions this coming Friday from now!

[Then they all toasted, and put their mimosas down on the table, and eat their food. Then Tommy starts to speak.]

T: JB this shit is good… where did you get these recipes from?

JB: I anit gonna tell you, but maybe ask Reggie’s friend over there. He’ll tell you.

[T rolled his eyes at JB and continued eating, as Reggie looked at JB.]

Reggie: Is it true they tried to kidnap Vita?... Last I heard Dolly found her somewhere in someone’s basement or some shit like that.

JB: I guess so, but still kinda worried about those two redneck boys who claimed to be bastards, they haven’t said a word at all. But, I guess that’s they own issue they need to solve, but hey at least we aren’t on Dolly or Vita’s list of suspects though.

T: What a sigh of relief I'd say, because I would have kidnapped them long ago, especially when Dolly said I was on her ass before she could legally buy cigarettes for her daddy.

[Then all of them had an uproar of laughter on the table.]

Reggie: Well, I guess you know how you deal with girl or women then. They can’t get enough of you.

T: I guess so…. Haha!

[Then JB put his mimosa down, and wiped his mouth with a napkin, then Hector tried to play footsie with T under the table, but IT wasn't in the mood so he rolled his eyes at him as he sipped his mimosa. Then JB and Reggie watches Vita’s promo on his phone, alongside with Dolly’s as well. Then JB went back to his seat to talk about it.]

JB: Well both women know what they want out of this, they already have penciled themselves into the corner of the tag team titles, feeling like they have something to prove. I don’t blame them, they are more in line with what a company cookie cutter tag team would be like in the dolls. While yes, they draw money and butt in seat, but they don’t have the rawness like we do.

T: Nah they don’t, which i why I been thinking soo much how easy it would have been if it was just between us and not a three way. But, I guess Bastards are worth the headache to put up with in the back for the sake of it. But still, this isn’t just us going after some piece of tin, this is us waging war against this bullshit ass BoB brigade since 2020 before they killed they self off. I am not afraid to say that, we might not come back with the straps, but lord knows we going to beat the hell outta them like if it’s nothing.

Hector: You tell em honey, show em who’s a thug!

T: Uhh… thanks for that, but seriously back on topic, JB and Reggie consider this being our next jumping point to be somebodies, even if we aren’t beloved like Bastards or Dolls are. This is our own moment to fucking shine on these people in 1985 on some Biff Tanen shit. We might not have the stroke to get a Biff Tanen on our payroll nor a mimed guitar solo in the 50s at a high school prom… but you know where I am getting at right?

JB: I know, I know… I mean, at this point we aren’t even stressing out about those belts and the match itself, we know where we are in the tag pecking order, and we might as well be below everyone’s expectations, BEFORE they can count as out as a unit. I still even remember those days when they once GAVE me a six person tag belt with TWO no names who bailed out on me, that was the point in my life I had to go at this shit alone and not expect any handouts from anyone in XWF. So for now on, we shall be the Jake The Snaking of the tag scene, tag gold or no tag gold, we still can outsmart everyone who comes in our way.

Reggie: That’s what I am talking about fellas, this is what I want to see… UNITY… fucking UNITY between you both, that’s what makes our kinship harder then a rock in the mountains. We each had faced some other shit solo dolo, but as a team we all take the fight or flight from our oppressors, and consider them as a target. Consider Vita and Dolly as your target and aim for the heads like you holdin a red dot scope gun and shoot on em good until they bleed out. Do the same for Bourbon and Knuckles as well, because they don’t need to be around this shit at all. So fellas, just go out there and what you do, don’t worry about winning them belts because like you said JB… We the Jake The Snakes of XWF 4 lyfe!

[Then they all start shouting “Jake The Snakes” on top of their lungs until they tire themselves out. Then Reggie instructed Hector to clear up the table, as the trio head to the living room to watch some TV together, as the scene fades to the sunlight outside of the crib.]]]> <![CDATA[The Midnight Dolls | Out of Time]]> https://xwf1999.com/showthread.php?tid=44578 Wed, 21 Sep 2022 17:35:46 -0700 Vita Frickin Valenteen]]> https://xwf1999.com/showthread.php?tid=44578

.:: PREVIOUSLY ::.

Dolly Waters and Vita Valenteen have agreed to come together as The Midnight Dolls, but things haven't been going so well since they united.

The team has experienced communication and scheduling issues, the root of which is unknown.

Now, with a shot at the Tag Team Championships in a triple threat contest with Them No Good Bastards and The Thugs looming in the distance, things had suddenly gone from bad to worse!

Dolly returned home to Kentucky with obviously made up excuses seemingly to evade training and/or spending time with Vita.

Vita is worried that Dolly knows that she lied about what viXen wanted with her at Savage, and even with all that drama unfolding, that isn't all...

Vita has also been kidnapped.

This surely doesn't bode well for The Doll's chances at Relentless, but the kidnappers did make one crucial mistake...

They told Dolly Waters what they did and where to find them.

The Midnight Dolls in:

A black Sedan cruised down the city streets.

oO (“How embarrassing.”)

Inside of the car, four mean looking men.

oO ("Allowing myself to be kidnapped by some basic thugs.")

We pass through the windshield of the car, getting a better look at the thugs inside of it while also ignoring silly things like solid objects and our camera’s inability to pass though said objects.

oO ("Well, maybe not so basic…")

Through the backseat we go into the dark confines of the trunk where we find our hero, Vita Valenteen, bound, gagged, and bagged.

oO (They did have garlic bullets, something that I didn’t even know was a thing until one was lodged firmly in my thigh, but the worst part? I still need to try and get The Midnight Dolls back on track, and that’s not something that can be done from the trunk of a frickin car!"

The garlic laced bullet in her leg had taken a lot out of her, but even with Garlic poisoning sapping her strength, speed, and mobility, she was sure that she would find a way out of this. She could be pretty crafty even before becoming an enhanced being.

It’s not like she was always a Vampire, or even that she's been one for very long. It was just last year when she turned.

As the car came to a stop, Vita could hear the gears switching to park. Wherever they were going, they seemed to be there.

This was it. Vita needed to be sharp, stay calm, and wait for her moment.

The trunk opened, and two big mitts lifted her out of the trunk and over their shoulder and proceeded to carry her…

Somewhere.

“Where ya’ headed?”

The metallic cab door slams outside of JFK Airport in NYC.

Uh- -

Dolly takes pause after flopping onto the torn up leather seats in the back. She retrieves her phone, and pulls up the nefarious text regarding Vita Valenteen’s safety, and wearabouts. It wasn’t that she didn’t already know the exact address. She’s studied the text message picture of her distressed tag-team partner ad nauseam since receiving back at the Waffle House in Louisville.

- -uh, 7-2-5

Dolly wants to be sure to recite the address precisely to the cabbie. He’s an older man, and as stereotypically a New Yorker as one could be. The cabbie gurgles, and hacks through a cigarette. The window between the front and back seats leaving the cockpit of the cab clouded with smoke. As Dolly continues to read off the address, he’s already sped out of the airport terminal and out onto the freeway circling JFK and headed into the city.

- - -5th Ave. 725 5th Ave.

The cabbie gets quiet and peers at Dolly through his rearview mirror as he listens to her muttering to herself,

This pricks gonna pay fer’ what he’s done to you, Vita.

The cabbie crinkles his lip with a disgusted smirk,

“So, uh, you’s a tourist or sumthin’?”

Yeah, you could say something like that.

“You’s a fan of the Big Guy?”

Big guy my ass. Some “big guy” who just takes women-

“That’s a bunch of malarkey! The corporate media makes up all those stories about those women.” his tone begins to shake with frustration, “They’re just scared because he’s got the guts to say what we’re all thinking, they was against him from the start!”

I don’t really care who was against him. I’m against him now, and that’s fixin’ ready to be the BIGGEST problem that Mr. “Big Guy” has ever had!

“Hey!” The cabbie slaps the steering wheel, turning back to slash Dolly apart with his dingy eyes. He spots her beaten up face, all black outfit and overall dirty looking disposition. “You one of those rioter antifa traitors or sum’thin?!”

What are you talking about, dude.

“I’m talking about you’s, and the likes of` YOU’S, going to his tower to stir up lawlessness. If you don’t love America, then get out! Go to Cuba or sumthin!”

Hey! Fuck you, pal! I live in a commune with dozens of Cubans. They’re wonderful, hard-working people!

Horns on the freeway begin blaring as the cabbie swerves toward the shoulder of the road.

“Sick of this! We’re the silent majority!”

What are you doing?! I don’t even know why we’re arguing. I’m Dolly Waters, from the XWF. I could maul you!

“You gots a problem with Donald Trump, you gots a problem with ME!”

Donald Trump? Dolly mouthed the words to herself as a look of astonishment washed over her features. 725 5th Ave. the address to Trump Tower in New York.

Ooooh fuuu-
Before Dolly can even react, the enraged cabbie is slinging her door open. He grabs her by the arm, and drags her out onto the shoulder of the freeway. Dolly is too marred with confusion and shock to put up any type of fight, and before she knows it, she’s choking through the exhaust of the tailpipe while the cabbie speeds away.

The fucks wrong with that guy? Friggin’ FASCIST!

But her regard for the cabbie fades away as quickly as she’d come to know him. She has bigger problems now. Standing on this grounded section of a busy freeway shoulder, Dolly looks out to the vast metropolis of NYC.

Her heart sinks even harder than when she first received the ransom image of Vita’s kidnapping.

Those forest green eyes glaze over at the innumerable tons of concrete that surround her, Manhattan is so far away, and somewhere down there Vita is in serious trouble… or worse. Dolly can’t bear the thought, and bashes away at any worry that might lead her astray. She’s going to rescue Vita, and no intimidating cityscape filled with bastards and thugs is going to stop her.

But the odds have never been in her favor, not in the wrestling ring, and certainly not in NYC.

What’s one Midnight Doll to potentially millions of people just like that lunatic cabbie, just like these bastardly thugs who’ve kidnapped Vita?

“HEY!” a curiously ecstatic, and juvenile sounding voice shouts out from somewhere, “O.M.Fucking.GEE! Is that?” a second consecutive voice screams out, sounding as ecstatic and juvenile but with a strikingly different accent from the first.

Dolly spins her head around to spot the source of the voices. They’re coming from a skatepark right near the freeway. Dolly’s eyes burst with wonder as she lays her eyes on them,

“It’s Dolly Waters!” they both yell out in unison. It’s two young girls, neither older than a highschool freshman, and both of them bear a striking, likely deliberate, resemblance to Dolly and Vita. In fact, they’re both wearing official Midnight Dolls t-shirts that become more prevalent as the duo roll their boards toward our hero.

Head to toe, shoulder to shoulder, these little skater chicks are almost mirror images of Dolly Waters and Vita Valenteen. The long blond headed one, wearing all black (aside from the Dolls logo on her black shirt), and standing a bit taller than her brunette counterpart. The short haired brunette with implant fangs and either, spitting a contrived sounding canadian accent. “I can’t fucking believe it!” the Dolly look-alike, shouts, having obviously picked up on her heros potty-mouth. “Could you not curse s’much?” her partner begs as they near Dolly.

FANS! Hey, listen girls, I need yer’ he-

Dolly can’t even finish her sentence before the little girls leap from their skateboard and pummel her with hugs. They’ve created a ring around her now, locking hands and jumping around Dolly in a circle.

“We’re yer’ biggest fans!” the blonde proclaims, “I can’t believe this is happening!” the brunette stops and pinches herself.

Listen, girls!

“Dolly! We’ve been fans of yours and Vita like, our WHOLE LIVES!”

“Yeah! When you two partnered together, it was like, like, OUR DREAM COME TRUE!”

“The favorite wrestlers of two best friends becoming a tag-team?”

“It’s like destiny… or sumthin’!”

Dolly tries interjecting over the two girls sparring sentences again, but she’s having trouble getting a word in,

“We used to get bullied… A LOT, in school.”

“Yeah, USED to…”

“Mhmm, because girls aren’t supposed to like wrestling.”

“They say we’re too small.”

“Too weak.”

“Too vain.”

“And maybe separately, we WERE all of those things.”

“...I mean, at least I’M actually a better wrestler than you…” the Vita look alike reminds her Dolly-centric partner, who rolls her eyes.

“Sheesh, way to rub it in.” The exchange is light hearted, and reminiscent of the playful gamesmanship that exists between the actual Dolly and Vita, when they’re actually together.

“But when you and Vita joined forces, it was like a sign that together, we could achieve ANYTHING.”

A sudden warmth rushes over Dolly as she picks up on the genuine glow in the eyes of these future XWF superstars. That same type of hopeful twinkle in the eyes of all those people Dolly has let down.

She has a moment to reflect on her conversation with RL Edgar again regarding her failures, and her fear of continuing to let people down. Just like Vita, these little girls have seen every result that’s played out in the ring recently. They know about painful losses, and the short lived moments of triumph. And still, when they look at Dolly, their eyes are filled with hope. Just like Vita. Just like everyone else that Dolly has “failed.”

Now, more than ever, Dolly is resolute in her affirmations. It’s time to save her friend, and win those tag championships at Relentless.

“Speaking of Vita…” the blond headed Dolls fan asks, “...where is she?”

“Yeah, shouldn’t you two be training for the match at Relentless? You two CAN’T lose.”

“Or we’ll never hear the end of it…”

That’s why I’m here. Vita is in serious trouble, and if I don’t get to 5th Ave. quickly, we just might lose more than the match at Relentless… we might lose Vita… forever.

“5th Ave?! That’s like twenty miles from here!”

“Wait!” the brunette chimes in, popping her skateboard up from the pavement and catching its wheel-trucks in her hand. “I know how you can get to Manhattan pretty quick.”

Moments later Dolly is plugging in the address to Vita’s location in her phone’s GPS, as she rolls away on the girl’s skateboard, popping an ollie from the ledge and landing in the freeway. She grabs a hold of the back of a pickup truck's tailgate, as she prepares to hitch a ride into Manhattan to save Vita.

Let’s just hope she doesn’t hit a small rock along the way.

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The days of feeling sorry fer’ myself are over.

I know first hand, that if you keep up with that nonsense long enough, you’ll run out of time before you even begin to solve the problem of what’s weighing you down.

As a professional wrestler, I’ve faced nothing but impossible odds throughout my career, nothing has ever come easy for Dolly Waters, so you’d think I’d be used to it by now.

But yet, it’s taken until this moment to fully realize that the biggest problem, the biggest obstacle in my career, was one that I created… me.

I’m my own worst enemy.

Rather than learning from failure, I’d run and hide at the slightest chance of something shameful happening. Failing to try, is trying to fail.

After all of the stock I invested in the most recent loss, the six-man tag match on warfare against Them Bastards, do you think I normally would be this gung-ho to take what, on-paper, should be another loss?

This is the moment when Dolly goes ghost, the moment when I retire again, the moment where I look in the mirror and tell myself that I just ain’t good enough.

I mean, look at what I’ve done now.

I’ve let my neglect for trying with Vita jeopardized everything she’s ever worked for… I’ve allowed it to put her life in danger.

I got her jumped by the Bastards.

I’ve made her look foolish for picking a loser as a tag partner, who hasn’t won a match on her own for weeks, no!

MONTHS!

What a picturesque, picture-friggin’-perfect time for Dolly Waters to tuck tail and hide, right?

After all, the old saying: when the going gets tough, Dolly gets going…

Only this time, I’m going where I’ve never gone before. I’m GOING to keep fighting. I’m going to keep hammering away.

You can’t deny what’s rolling right towards, even on a hardwood skate deck.

I’m still standing, and I’m still punching, and that means I’m trying. With every final ounce of energy, with my fleeting breaths, I’m going to be here for this fight. I'm going to be here for Vita. I’m going to be here for The Midnight Dolls.

How selfish of me to consider running away again, after a bad year in the ring? Despite the bad year, The Midnight Dolls, we have a chance to win the Tag Championships at Relentless.

You don’t see Vita running and hiding, she’s no stranger to losing matches. But she always fights back. Even after that cowardly mauling we took at the hands of TNGB on Warfare, she stood up and still proclaimed that The Midnight Dolls were leaving Relentless with the gold. That’s why she’s so much better than me, she’s everything that I’m not, and because of her I’ve learned exactly what NOT to be anymore. She’s incessantly fearless, and I will be oppressively constant.

The pity parties die here, and now.

Just look at The THUGS, I whine about my bad year in wrestling, while they’ve had bad YEARS in wrestling.

Yet, here they are, still going toe to toe with the best the tag team division has to offer, on the biggest stage in professional wrestling. Even being statistical laughing-stocks in the wrestling world, they have the will to fight. Year in, year out. Loss after loss. They have the will to fight, sure, but the problem is they don’t have the heart to really try.

That’s where we’re different now, JB, Tommy. I’m trying harder than I ever have. To build with Vita, to work with her, to not fail her by not being there.

Even after one of the most grueling strings of let downs, capped off by that war against the Bastards on Warfare- with almost no time, I had to turn right back around and be totally bought in to beating the people who just handed me my ass.

Makes me wonder how The Bastards must feel right now. To know they have to keep plugging away to put me down. To know that the girl who, despite losing, bloodied and bruised them in the process. Surely the highly vaunted Tag-Team legends that are TNGB wouldn’t buckle under the weight of a tight schedule.

So why should I?

They should be exuding with confidence, and you know what? I am too.

Because guess what? My partner in this match, she has the freshest legs out of us all. She sat back watching the THUGS work in the ring, sat back and examined what I did wrong against the Bastards.

…and most importantly…

She’s reminded me that wrestling is about way more than stature and ability. It’s about perseverance and heart. And though my last name might be Waters, because of Vita, I’ve got a heart that’s burning like a raging fire.

It burns for The Midnight Dolls.

That’s why we’re gonna’ win at Relentless. Because we ARE relentless.

The only thing that can stop us now, is death.

We passed through a luxury suite full of well dressed armed thugs and into a locked bathroom where we found our favorite wrestling Vampire handcuffed and lying on the floor. The garlic injected into her system from the gunshot wound earlier, combined with her already lacking and sparse diet of rodent blood had left her in an especially weakened state.

”THIS SUUUUCKS! We're less than a week away from facing Them No Good Bastards, and I'm playing damsel in distress! That's not me! I'm a superhero!"

"Was a superhero!"

"Point still stands! This is embarrassing! It’s not like Batman would allow something like this to happen to him!”

Suddenly Vita remembered that Adam West was getting captured, like almost every week!

”Oh Yeah!”

“It actually happens so often that they made a Batman toy to commemorate the act of it. Maybe I’m not doing so bad after all, but who wants to be Adam West when you can be Zoë Kravitz!?”

“And yes, I do realize that I jumped from Batman to Catwomen!”

"More importantly!!”

“THIS couldn't have happened at a worse time!”

"After keeping it from her for days, I finally told Dolly about viXen, but I did so in a text right before these goons jumped me. She didn't have time to respond before any of THIS happened, and these goons stole my phone, of course!”

“Crap, that text isn’t the only thing that I’ve missed because of this! I’ve missed a lot of things, actually, like an ENTIRE WEEK OF TRAINING AND VIDEOETTE RECORDINGS WITH MY PARTNER!”

“Meanwhile! I shudder to think of all of the awful, vile, and likely untrue narratives Them No Good Bastards are out there pushing, especially with me being MIA! I’m sure they’re doing everything that they can to drive a frickin’ jackhammer into the obvious cracks in our budding partnership, and while The Midnight Dolls finding themselves unable to respond is troubling enough, I’m more concerned that they could be successful, considering how strange and distant Dolly has been."

“Stuff between us was awkward from the start, but it seems that the more that I push, the further she drifts, and that’s bad news when we’re going up against The Bastards, and doubly so with The Thugs sniffing both gold and weakness. Don’t count them out, I know that the last time we faced off with The Thugs we may have shot hard at The Thugs lot in life being less than spectacular, but Thugs can totally get the jump on you if you aren’t careful. Heck, their biggest strength is potentially getting lost in the shuffle as Bastard’s and Dolls are too focused on each other.”

“At least I can cross The Thugs off of my list of suspects!”

“However, if ANYONE would act on the impulse to take out the competition it would totally be Them No Good Bastards!”

"Actually, thinking about it! What are the chances that they are actually the ones behind this whole predicament!?"

"I know what you're thinking, Them No Good Bastards pride themselves on kicking ass and taking names. They revel in tearing their opponents down verbally and then finishing the job with physical pain. It's not exactly their M.O. to kidnap people and sabotage matches, right?"

"WRONG!"

“Remember, The Bastards spawn from Baddies!”

"I totally wouldn't put some crap like this past The Bastards, especially Thunder Knuckles! If you don't think he'd do everything within his power to fix a bet, then you've been paying about as much attention to TK as he has to his bank account in recent months."

"It's not like 2022 hasn't been the best of years for the new BOB, has it? Sure Bobby won the King of the Ring earlier this year and proclaimed himself the Grand PooBear, or something like that. Bobby also won the Television title a couple of times, but then again it was me who ended that first reign as TV champ, so let's not prop BOB-O on too high a pedestal, but definitely one that stands taller than the guy who seemingly hedged his entire singles run on an Xtreme title defense that he lost because he was too busy consoling the Wednesday Night Wrecking Machine over being, not only eliminated, but frickin manhandled by a couple of girls, and I have a strong feeling that after Relentless, it'll be The Nickleman offering a Bastardly shoulder to cry on once The Midnight Dolls walk out of Night 2 with the championships!"

"And make no mistake, we will walk out champions! Sneak attacks and fiery words can only get you so far, and even then, those tactics require physically and mentally draining your opponent before the match, so that, you know, they can't compete at top form! Well, unfortunately The Bastards, I subscribe to the sticks and stones theory, or at least I did before BOB played a role in turning me into a creature of the night and cursing me with the uncontrollable desire to drink blood; Which I guess they thought would break my spirit and finally get me on their side?"

“It didn’t, it just made me stronger. Literally and mentally!”

“For real, you try living on a rat diet and tell me that it doesn't take an iron frickin’ will!”

"Quick fact! BOB was created to kill my career!”

“BOBastards however have done nothing but pursue me to join their little clique from the moment that they turned their backs on Jessica and showed the world that for all of their talk of loyalty, a bastard will screw you over as soon as it serves them!"

"Yeah, I joined you in the ring that night one year ago to help take Miss Fury out once and for all. Sometimes the enemy of my enemy is my friend, but you guys have always wanted more. For the longest time my phone would ring off the hook. Vita, can you shoot a promo with us? Vita, would you mind coming down for the club and dancing? Vita, will you join BOB now, PLEASE!?"

"Listen guys, I tried hanging with you, and you guys can be funny, BUT! I have a history of getting close with the wrong people, and one night while kicking butt and fighting crime on the streets of New York, I realized that you guys are probably the worst people to get involved with. Not because you're evil-doing bad guys, though that shoe does fit pretty snug; but more because you two don't give a crap about anything but yourselves! Be it your careers, bank accounts, or the public's perception of what a Bastard is."

"But let's talk about what a Bastard really is."

"How about a lazy and unfocused Bobby Bourbon falling further and further out of the limelight as he struggles to find a footing in singles competition. TV title, yeah covered it, but two TV title reigns, while impressive for most, seem a bit underwhelming for a former Universal champion who's coming out of the hottest tag run in years, but here we are, back to where we were before the Bastards ever hooked up. Same with TK. Dude is just wasting away in the midcard with his unfocused attempts at... IDK, what the hell has TK done by himself other than defend the Xtreme championship? Oh, right... Nothing."

"No wonder TNGB are returning to the tag ranks, because that's where they think their bread and butter lies, but Mark Flynn and North Korean War Criminal shattered their aura of invincibility as a team, and I've personally shattered it in singles matches across the board. So maybe not the best timing for a Bastard Tag Team Reunion?"

"Then there's the Thugs, another former team of BOB, but at least they had the good sense to get out of that doomed stable early on. Of course it is questionable if they walked away or were pushed out the door when bigger and better walked into the room. It's a fact that the Thugs quit coming down to the ring in BOB colors shortly after TK and Bobby joined the group, and ya know, it REALLY looked like an out with the old and in with the new type of deal there, and I can't say that I'd blame BOB for the decision if that's really how it went down."

"Can you imagine Jessica's face the first time she caught Tommy Wish hiding in her closet with her stockings shoved down his throat and his peebug out for the world to see? Add that to the fact that Jess literally told the world that the Thugs were only hired into BOB for the same reason Micheal Graves was, to serve as a distraction from the evil crap she was plotting at the time."

"On Savage a few weeks ago, we knew we had JB and Reggie's numbers. We were flying high, new team, new dreams, well that ride hasn't come to an end yet! There is no denying that JB and Wish are the better team. They have more experience, and they just gel better between the ropes. Tommy Wish has even proven to be a bit of a mental block for me in the past, with my only blemish in the Plump Pigeon Tournament coming from him in the form of a draw. Hey, it happens when you have to step into the ring with a dude that has, off and on, stalked and harassed you since you were 16."

"But!! I've worked hard to work past those issues, because frankly, Tommy Wish isn't likely to go anywhere. The Thugs are like roaches, and no matter what, you can count on them to be standing by in the shadows waiting to strike against the weak and helpless, like any good Thug would."

"Good Thug, there's an oxymoron."

Suddenly a heavy hand pounded on the door from the outside.

“Quiet the fuck down in there or else!”

This was it, 725 5th ave. Dolly stepped off of her borrowed board and looked up in the building in disgust.

Two men in black suits met her at the door.

“Dolly Waters?” Asked the man on the right.

”Where is she!?”

“The boss is expecting you. Right this way.”

Cautiously, Dolly followed the men into the building. She thought that it was curious that they didn’t search her for weapons or anything. Clearly these guys were not professionals.

As they entered the elevator, Dolly watched as one of the men pressed the button for the 58th floor.

Dolly wasn’t sure what to expect once they reached the top. She didn’t even know who was behind this, nor had she put any effort into figuring it out. For all she knew, it could be FatCat, a crime boss that Vita had been pursuing for awhile, unable to gather enough evidence to put him away. It could also be that new woman, viXen that’s behind it. The last thing that Vita said to her before being kidnapped, was that viXen had approached her about teaming together. She just wanted Vita to dump Dolly first. Or Hell, it could be fucking Donald Trump for who knows what reason.

Whoever was behind this, Dolly knew that she was walking into a lion’s den.

A fact that she was a little embarrassed by.

She was obviously walking into a trap.

Why didn’t she tell RL?

She probably could have used his help here, but at the same time RL had walked away from all of the craziness that being a part of the XWF brings along with it.

Good for him, she thought. There was no reason to involve Edgar into this. Besides, maybe if Dolly would have taken Vita up on the offer to train, none of this would have happened? It’s highly unlikely that the goons that did this would have been able to get the jump on both of them.

(DING)

The elevator doors slid open and the two thugs led Dolly to the correct door.

(KNOCK KNOCK)

A third thug opened the door and waved Dolly in. As she stepped into the room, the two men that brought her up step in and shut the door, blocking her exit. As Dolly scanned the room, counting 8 thugs in total, her eyes locked with Vita’s, who was being held on her knees, hands cuffed, mouth gagged to stop her from screaming… or promoing.

Okay, I’m here. So who’s in charge and what is it that you want!?

“Well looky what we have here.”

“That would be me, babe, and I’ve got a proposition for ya; How about you stay here with your little bitey friend until Relentless is over, or-” A sinister grin fell over his face. “-We do this the dirty way?”

Confusion is what fell over Dolly. ”What the fuck are you even talking about? Why would you care if we show up to Relentless or not?”

Biff confidently paced as he explained his reasoning.

“Simple, babe. Do you remember the plot of Back to the Future part II?”

”Yes, of course. Marty’s kids are messed up and Doc takes Marty to the future to fix things!” Dolly said very matter-of-factly.

Biff stopped in his tracks and glared at her with a twitch in his eye. “What!? No! Well? Yes, but the other plot line! The one where Biff uses a sports almanac from the future to place sure fire bets and make his fortunes!”

”Okay? What about it?”

Biff scoffs at her apparent naivety and begins knocking his fist against her head!

“HELLO! HELLO!”

Biff’s men have to physically restrain her to prevent her from knocking his block off!

“Anybody home!? HUH!? Think Miss. Waters! THINK!”

”Touch me again and I’ll beat you to death with that arm!”

The ferocity in Dolly’s eyes and tone cause Biff to take pause, a step back, and a BIG gulp.

With his men watching on, he quickly regains his false confidence.

“Don’t be a butthead. My men would shoot you down before you ever laid a finger on me.”

Biff lit a cigar and began to pace again.

“Now, as I was saying. I went to the future and I got myself one of those almanacs. The PWI Wrestling Almanac! I used it to place a bet. Everything I have, all on The Bastards! Easy money! Guaranteed!”

Dolly still didn’t get it. ”Okay, so if you’re stupid future book says that The Bastards win at Relentless, what’s the point of all of this? Why do you care if we show up or not?”

Biff got a constipated scowl on his face as he chewed on the end of his cigar.

“Because the other day, something happened. The winner in the book changed right before my eyes!”

Dolly’s eyes lit up. ”Oh yeah!?”

“Yeah, and I ain’t about to let a couple of buttheads like you screw this up for me!”

Dolly softly chuckled to herself. It seemed to really bug Biff.

“What do you have to laugh about!? Look around, babe, I’ve won! The Bastards will be the next XWF Tag Team Champions, and I’ll be on my way to becoming the richest man in the world!”

Dolly surveyed the room. The odds were against her, and Vita was bound and going to be of no use in a fight.

Despite that, Dolly had a spirit that, better or worse, would not be held back. ”Not likely!”

Dolly stomped the foot of one of the men holding her and broke free! Biff panicked and ran behind Vita, ordering his men to take Dolly out, but specifying no guns! They couldn’t risk police involvement!

Dolly Waters, a seven year veteran at the age of nineteen and a highly talented high flier; made quick work of the thuggish brawlers, but in the chaos and with Biff’s panic over losing his fortune, he did something drastic.

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Dolly turned white. ”VITA!?!”

Biff ran for the exit as Dolly ran to check on Vita, only for her to turn to dust before Dolly’s eyes! Grief quickly changed from panic to anger as Dolly gave chase to Biff, following him up to the roof!

”Nowhere left to run! You’re gonna pay for what you just did!”

Biff makes a dash across the roof, but Dolly’s superior speed and athleticism meant that he wouldn’t get far before she tackled the big murderous bully to the ground and began hammering him with wild and furious smashing forearms as tears began streaming down her face.

”YOU KILLED HER, YOU SON OF A BITCH! YOU FUCKING KILLED MY FRIEND!”

Dolly pounded Biff relentlessly until all of the rage was out of her system, and all that was left was the realization that Vita was gone and there was nothing that she could do to change that.

Dolly broke down.

A choked up mess.

She drove her elbows into Biff’s chest as she let out a wail.

Then, as her sobs turned silent, a whispery and broken Biff begged her.

“...pLease… no more… take the car… sAve hEr… just sTop hitting mE.”

The car?

Dolly checked her surroundings, finding not too far away and covered in a heavy green tarp…

That was it! Dolly could use the Delorean to go back and stop all of this from happening!

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.:: PREVIOUSLY ::.

Dolly Waters and Vita Valenteen have agreed to come together as The Midnight Dolls, but things haven't been going so well since they united.

The team has experienced communication and scheduling issues, the root of which is unknown.

Now, with a shot at the Tag Team Championships in a triple threat contest with Them No Good Bastards and The Thugs looming in the distance, things had suddenly gone from bad to worse!

Dolly returned home to Kentucky with obviously made up excuses seemingly to evade training and/or spending time with Vita.

Vita is worried that Dolly knows that she lied about what viXen wanted with her at Savage, and even with all that drama unfolding, that isn't all...

Vita has also been kidnapped.

This surely doesn't bode well for The Doll's chances at Relentless, but the kidnappers did make one crucial mistake...

They told Dolly Waters what they did and where to find them.

The Midnight Dolls in:

This was it, 725 5th ave. Dolly stepped off of her borrowed board and looked up in the building in disgust.

That was it! Dolly could use the Delorean to go back and stop all of this from happening!

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[From the time they left the resort, they flew to Cali which took about five or six hours of their time earlier this week. They pretty much crashed at their rented AirBnB townhome that was near the city of Southern Cali that was at least two hours from major shops and whatnot. Today, they are sitting in the kitchen, eating some Chinese leftovers they bought last couple of days. As Tommy was eating some Kung Pow Beef that looked a bit rotten, JB looked at his leftover Orange Chicken and noticed it was molded on the sauce and he threw it out quickly.]

JB: Ah shit my food went bad, I should have eaten my joint before it would spoil! But T, your shit looks kinda bad right now.

T: Man, I know it's bad but I got an Iron gut plus we stocked up on food for a week and a half anyways. Did you buy the Pepto earlier?

JB: Sure did, because I know you're gonna be hollering when you finish that rotten Kung Pow joint in a minute.

T: Whatever dude, go check outside if we got any packages.

JB: What packages?

T: Just take some fresh air or somethin….

[JB was getting up from his chair, then he headed to the door. Then in a flash Tommy ended up running out of the kitchen to the nearby toilet. He ended up locking the door, as JB was at the front porch when he saw a package that was labeled for Tommy. He headed back inside and placed the package on the counter, and he called his name. Then he heard Tommy moaning and groaning on the toilet, he laughed a bit as he knocked on the door.]

JB: Yo, a package for Mister T, the toilet buster… has arrived.

[Muffled sounds come out the door.]

T: Yeah yeah, is it on the counter… because once I finish.. I am going to check it out.

JB: Oh you will, the pepto is in the cabinet if you need it. I told you to toss out that spoiled Kung Pow.

T: Whatever… whateverrrr.. Damn this got my gut runnin harder than Charlie’s Alimony checks to his wife!

[JB then shakes his head and laughs as he heads to the sunroom, where there was a deck attached to the side of the home, he opens the door and he sits outside to look at the ocean that was behind the home. As he was basking in the waves, Tommy comes outside with the package open, and he shows him that it was Ruby’s used shoes. JB rolled his eyes at this reveal as Tommy was all turnt up on it.]

JB: Bro, you convinced Ruby to send you her used shoes? I know you both had a conversation with her during our six person match last week but, seriously?

T: Man, I know i’m down bad but man… fuck it… I'm a deviant. If you think that’s not cool, then oh well that’s what it is. Don’t act like you don’t got some freak shit on you, i’ve been snoopin on your phone, and seen some pics of Tula and various vids of som–

JB: Why did you do all that shit homie… alright you got me, i’m into some shit. Now what it is, I’ll have to show you, since we spillin out our secrets.

[JB pulls out his phone from his pocket, and shows Tommy what he’s into. Tommy looked very intrigued with what he saw, and nodded his head in approval towards him. Then he handed his phone back to him, as JB sat back on his chair. Then Tommy sits across from him, as he pulls out her old, rugged shoes and sniffs the insoles, he offers JB a hit, which he does and sniffs one of the shoes. He then sniffed it and coughed a bit like if the joint was too strong, then handed it back to Tommy, with his eyes rolled back as he took a sniff of it, then calmed down.]

T: OOOh shit… this is why I am into this shit… just like me being stepped on, YOU on the other hand like to get licked on and you lick back, tell me this… WHO’D you want to lick in the roster, from head to toe… and why… tell me.

JB: Man, I don’t know… shit… I mean Lexi but she already got a man.

T: Man, fuck that… I know she looks like a girl you’d want to lick like a lollipop in an instant. I saw that match you were involved in with her last time, and I noticed you kept your distance on her while Finn did the thing… I know it sucks havin to not want to be on that edge of a fantasy being ruined by beatin her down.

[JB then eyes wander around the sky, as if he didn’t want to continue the convo about it. But then he puts his head down, and giggles to himself like if he’s afraid to admit his crush. Then Tommy headed back inside with his package to store away for later, and he comes back out with two bottles of water for them to sip on, then Tommy sat back down and turned his chair to the ocean view, feelin good about life and shit.]

JB: Man, it feels good to out here… I normally would just stay in the house, but not today for some reason. I guess, being outside can boost one’s moral or sumthin like that.

T: I mean, it can depend on the situation at hand.

JB: You got that right man!

[Tommy goes off and it’s a text from Tana (a social media influencer), who randomly sent him a message about a house party going on her her home in the hills. He texted her back, while JB was on his phone looking up stuff to do in Cali. Then once Tommy got his phone pinged back, he was smiling and looked at JB and tapped him on his shoulder to get his attention.]

T: JB, we got ourselves a party we can go to tonight, it’s Tana’s friend's birthday. She told me we can slide through at like anytime after 6pm or so… you in or out?

JB: Man, you and these parties… i guess i’ll join you.

T: What time do you want to roll there?

JB: I don’t know, you tell me.

T: Well, I guess we can head out to the hills by like 8pm or so. That all depends with how you want to go about it.

JB: Fine by me, gives me time to have a private moment for myself to get my head straight.

T: What you mean bout that?

JB: Mind ya own, don’t you got some shoes to play with or somethin?

[Tommy then looked at JB like “fuck ya!” and “storms” back into the crib as JB smiled and shook his head. Then from there, he was pretty much alone outside doing god knows what. Then as the sunset and it was coming closer to the time they were leaving, they were getting ready by dressing up in basketball shorts and #BLM shirt on JB, and a Quintenn Taratino face shirt on Tommy. They headed into the rental whip, and Tommy drove them all the way to the house in the hills. By the time they headed there, there was nowhere to part so they parked a few houses down, and walked to Tana’s house, where they noticed the door was open and seen the partiers going crazy. As they walked into the madhouse of drunken, lustful, drama filled party with random ass TikTok dances, they met up with Tana who was in the middle of a photo shoot with one of her friends at the pool, after that was done, Tana was excited to see Tommy.]

Tana: TOMMY!!!

T: Tana Tana Tana… my fave influencer. Thanks for inviting us to this party.

Tana: Well, technically this isn’t my part, I'm just hosting it. My friend who’s upstairs in one of the guest rooms is the one who told me to throw it. Her name is Anna, but i haven’t seen her in awhile.

T: Well that’s fair, maybe she needed some time for herself.

Tana: Eh i guess, while I might check in on her… you two should have some fun with this party. Who’s the black guy beside you?

[JB's eyes widened a bit when she said that, and Tommy swayed his hand on his shoulder.]

T: Oh this is John Black, I call him Jon Jon for short if you know what i’m sayin?

[Tana then looked up and down at JB, who then in turn dismissed him completely and hugged Tommy as she went back into the house. Then JB and Tommy walked around the pool area, watching all the twenty somethings just having a time of their lives, even seeing one of them doing those god awful duck lip poses and frontin like they are big time (when they anit). Then they head back into a house that had a social media imprint type of music that JB and Tommy wouldn’t be bumpin on the roads. Then they found a semi quiet spot in the house and they sat on the couches to talk.]

JB: Yo, this place isn’t for me man… I feel like a granddad among these young ass adults and shit. Playin that top 40 stuff that would me gouge my ears out.. And your little friend Tana gave me a look like “why are you here?” vibes man. I don’t think it was a good idea for me to come here.

T: Man, you are over thinking hard about this shit, you need to relax, consider this as a first time you are with a crowd of so called “influencers” who think they are better than the next person. Don’t mind all that shit, and just have fun!

JB: Fun? Fun in here… look man, i’ll try but I don’t know if I can last it out here before I have to choke a bitch out like Wayne Brady.

[Then some trap music plays, and some girls in their bikinis all go to the room, and they somehow figured out Tommy was in it. Then they drag him out of the spot to dance with him, as JB was left alone to do his own thing. About some time later, JB was upstairs trying to find the bathroom, as he walked down the corridor, one of the rooms had the lights on and he heard something going on. He sees the door partially open, and he sees Bella Thorne and Tana going at one another, then he quickly tries to dip out but gets caught by them.]

Tana: YOU CLOSE THE DOOR!

JB: My bad, I was tryin to go to the bathroom.

Tana: I mean, close the door when you come INSIDE, ya DORK!

[JB looked a bit flustered over that comment, but he came into the room, and he stood there as he closed the door. Then he was confused about the thing as Bella and Tana were making out, then they looked at JB, and get him on the bed with force. Then they start to lick his belly, and even nibble on his lobe, as JB was tryin to control himself.]

Bella: Don’t you want to be our fillin with our two oreos side to side? I haven’t tasted a man like you before.

JB: Tat– ta– TASTE?.... Whoa i’m confused here… but…

Bella: Don’t tell a soul about this… consider this a lucky night for you.

Tana: What she said, also i'm sorry about dismissing you tonight… just didn’t know who you were. But now, since you are here… let’s play!

JB: But what about Anna though?

[Then the two girls ignored that name, and they proceeded to give him the experience, as the night passed by. By the morning hours, most of the party goers were all over the place, drunk and messy, with Tommy waking up on a L Shaped couch with two bikini clad girls who happened to sleep beside him. Even one managed to have her legs on his lap, which got him solid due to them having a french pedi which he kisses the sole of the girls who giggles a bit. After that was done, Tommy finally got himself together and went upstairs to find JB. He then see’s JB between Bella and Tana, and nodded his head in silence, then he headed back down to wait for JB to get himself together. About two hours later, they drive back to their AirBnB crib to chill there for the day. Then they sat on the couch, and they talk to one another about last night.]

T: Bro, you a dog man, you somehow got involved with two of the most over influential bitches right now. How you got that situation?

JB: Man, I can’t really go far into that, but lets just say.. I got taste of what that thang would be like with them both. I know they probably wouldn’t remember that but, hey it was fun. How was your night with them broads?

T: Oh na ni na ni, it was something else… I even got a girl to giggle as I was kissing her soles of her size six feet. She looked like Cristina Ricci a bit from the time I saw her on the floor sleeping an’ shit.

JB: Lucky man, I guess we both finally had some time for ourselves and shit, can’t wait for TMZ to blow it out our asses at this point, knowing we're in the hills and shit.

T: Yeah… we might be on some bullshit ass tabloids soon over it, but it is what it is. You want some tea i’m making?

JB: Yeah, I think we got some Lipton's Tea somewhere in the cabinet I think. Bring it to the table outside, we need to talk about some shit.

[It was already hitting noon, since they last sat on the couch, and both men were in their cheap robes, with Tommy bringing out two tea cups with Lipton's bag in the water. They dipped the bag in the water a few times it got that lemony flavor going on, then they take a sip and sit on the chair across from one another, where they placed their tea cups near by a small table, and the speak to one another.]

T: What do you want to talk about?

JB: It’s about this whole Relentless tag title thing. I am kinda worried about it.

T: What are you worried about?... we got this shit in the bag with how things are turning up.

JB: Yes that’s true and all, but that isn’t what I mean.

T: Well spit it out, then!

JB: I am kinda worried about Vita, during our flight to Cali I watched Dolly’s promo where it showed something about Vita’s being kidnapped for a ransom or some shit like that.

T: That’s Dolly’s problem, not ours… why are you worried all of a sudden?

JB: Not just uhh that… I am worried about Knuckles and Bourbon as well, it just feels so weird that these so-called big matches of our careers, only about half of them give a damn about it. I just don’t know how to feel about it.

T: JB, you seem to care too much about other people’s problems. Why do you feel the need to care whether they are putting a focus on the match? Let them venture off elsewhere, while we reap the benefits of their indeptude, this is our shot at being tag champs… don’t dare you go soft on me!

JB: Me going soft? Last fucking time, you wanted to bail out of XWF due to some shit that went down, and we all said if you left we leaving out too… all for one, and one for all type shit. If I wanted to go soft, when Theo hit me up in my email… I would have told Reggie to take my place instead.

[Tommy looked at JB with a “WHAT?” look on his face when he told him that. Then he slammed his hand on the table in anger over it.]

T: What the fuck did you say?.... Do you know how long we’ve been doing this shit as team… there’s no I in TEAM!... if you didn’t want us to procure these belts, we shouldn’t have been in the division in the first place!

JB: What are you tryin to say?

T: What I am sayin is… let Dolls or fuckin late drunken BASTARDS get them then… for all this we put ourselves through, and you want to go soft over their ineptitude… Reggie would be a better partner instead of YOU!

[JB then gets up and he flips the small table where the teacups were, and Tommy was taken back from JB being pissed off with him, since he never saw him mad like this. JB then goes back inside the house, and he goes to his room and he locks himself inside the room. Tommy then tried not to feel some type of way about it, but after some hours had past JB never came back out of his room, while Tommy was in the bathroom that was a few feet away from his room, and he looked into the mirror, talkin to himself.]

T: Fuck fuck fuck… I normally don’t like to give people shit… but I guess I let it slip out on my feelings. I guess, he does have a heart of gold towards others in this thing, maybe I am so consumed with this idea of being a tag champion, that was a downfall for Flynn and War Criminal… and look where they are now… maybe, I am way over my head to think that those belts will come to us…or in this case, me. I should apologize to him for what I said… fuck those belts… if we win them, cool…if we don’t… then fuck them belts, I am not going to lose my friendship… damn near BROTHERHOOD with JB and Reggie over my selfishness to win a piece of tin that’s gonna be passed off to another so called better team. So if Dolls or Bastards get them, good for them… at the end of the day, we are way more important then being on a record books of title reigns… fuck them belts!

[After he was done talking to his own reflection, he washes his face a couple of times, letting the water run a bit. Then he turns the faucet, and he leaves the bathroom, and he tries to knock on his door again, but JB wouldn’t open it. Tommy then starts to shed a tear over not being able to talk to his friend, then he goes back to his room, and he lays on his bed, with tears on his face as it cuts to black.]]]>

[From the time they left the resort, they flew to Cali which took about five or six hours of their time earlier this week. They pretty much crashed at their rented AirBnB townhome that was near the city of Southern Cali that was at least two hours from major shops and whatnot. Today, they are sitting in the kitchen, eating some Chinese leftovers they bought last couple of days. As Tommy was eating some Kung Pow Beef that looked a bit rotten, JB looked at his leftover Orange Chicken and noticed it was molded on the sauce and he threw it out quickly.]

JB: Ah shit my food went bad, I should have eaten my joint before it would spoil! But T, your shit looks kinda bad right now.

T: Man, I know it's bad but I got an Iron gut plus we stocked up on food for a week and a half anyways. Did you buy the Pepto earlier?

JB: Sure did, because I know you're gonna be hollering when you finish that rotten Kung Pow joint in a minute.

T: Whatever dude, go check outside if we got any packages.

JB: What packages?

T: Just take some fresh air or somethin….

[JB was getting up from his chair, then he headed to the door. Then in a flash Tommy ended up running out of the kitchen to the nearby toilet. He ended up locking the door, as JB was at the front porch when he saw a package that was labeled for Tommy. He headed back inside and placed the package on the counter, and he called his name. Then he heard Tommy moaning and groaning on the toilet, he laughed a bit as he knocked on the door.]

JB: Yo, a package for Mister T, the toilet buster… has arrived.

[Muffled sounds come out the door.]

T: Yeah yeah, is it on the counter… because once I finish.. I am going to check it out.

JB: Oh you will, the pepto is in the cabinet if you need it. I told you to toss out that spoiled Kung Pow.

T: Whatever… whateverrrr.. Damn this got my gut runnin harder than Charlie’s Alimony checks to his wife!

[JB then shakes his head and laughs as he heads to the sunroom, where there was a deck attached to the side of the home, he opens the door and he sits outside to look at the ocean that was behind the home. As he was basking in the waves, Tommy comes outside with the package open, and he shows him that it was Ruby’s used shoes. JB rolled his eyes at this reveal as Tommy was all turnt up on it.]

JB: Bro, you convinced Ruby to send you her used shoes? I know you both had a conversation with her during our six person match last week but, seriously?

T: Man, I know i’m down bad but man… fuck it… I'm a deviant. If you think that’s not cool, then oh well that’s what it is. Don’t act like you don’t got some freak shit on you, i’ve been snoopin on your phone, and seen some pics of Tula and various vids of som–

JB: Why did you do all that shit homie… alright you got me, i’m into some shit. Now what it is, I’ll have to show you, since we spillin out our secrets.

[JB pulls out his phone from his pocket, and shows Tommy what he’s into. Tommy looked very intrigued with what he saw, and nodded his head in approval towards him. Then he handed his phone back to him, as JB sat back on his chair. Then Tommy sits across from him, as he pulls out her old, rugged shoes and sniffs the insoles, he offers JB a hit, which he does and sniffs one of the shoes. He then sniffed it and coughed a bit like if the joint was too strong, then handed it back to Tommy, with his eyes rolled back as he took a sniff of it, then calmed down.]

T: OOOh shit… this is why I am into this shit… just like me being stepped on, YOU on the other hand like to get licked on and you lick back, tell me this… WHO’D you want to lick in the roster, from head to toe… and why… tell me.

JB: Man, I don’t know… shit… I mean Lexi but she already got a man.

T: Man, fuck that… I know she looks like a girl you’d want to lick like a lollipop in an instant. I saw that match you were involved in with her last time, and I noticed you kept your distance on her while Finn did the thing… I know it sucks havin to not want to be on that edge of a fantasy being ruined by beatin her down.

[JB then eyes wander around the sky, as if he didn’t want to continue the convo about it. But then he puts his head down, and giggles to himself like if he’s afraid to admit his crush. Then Tommy headed back inside with his package to store away for later, and he comes back out with two bottles of water for them to sip on, then Tommy sat back down and turned his chair to the ocean view, feelin good about life and shit.]

JB: Man, it feels good to out here… I normally would just stay in the house, but not today for some reason. I guess, being outside can boost one’s moral or sumthin like that.

T: I mean, it can depend on the situation at hand.

JB: You got that right man!

[Tommy goes off and it’s a text from Tana (a social media influencer), who randomly sent him a message about a house party going on her her home in the hills. He texted her back, while JB was on his phone looking up stuff to do in Cali. Then once Tommy got his phone pinged back, he was smiling and looked at JB and tapped him on his shoulder to get his attention.]

T: JB, we got ourselves a party we can go to tonight, it’s Tana’s friend's birthday. She told me we can slide through at like anytime after 6pm or so… you in or out?

JB: Man, you and these parties… i guess i’ll join you.

T: What time do you want to roll there?

JB: I don’t know, you tell me.

T: Well, I guess we can head out to the hills by like 8pm or so. That all depends with how you want to go about it.

JB: Fine by me, gives me time to have a private moment for myself to get my head straight.

T: What you mean bout that?

JB: Mind ya own, don’t you got some shoes to play with or somethin?

[Tommy then looked at JB like “fuck ya!” and “storms” back into the crib as JB smiled and shook his head. Then from there, he was pretty much alone outside doing god knows what. Then as the sunset and it was coming closer to the time they were leaving, they were getting ready by dressing up in basketball shorts and #BLM shirt on JB, and a Quintenn Taratino face shirt on Tommy. They headed into the rental whip, and Tommy drove them all the way to the house in the hills. By the time they headed there, there was nowhere to part so they parked a few houses down, and walked to Tana’s house, where they noticed the door was open and seen the partiers going crazy. As they walked into the madhouse of drunken, lustful, drama filled party with random ass TikTok dances, they met up with Tana who was in the middle of a photo shoot with one of her friends at the pool, after that was done, Tana was excited to see Tommy.]

Tana: TOMMY!!!

T: Tana Tana Tana… my fave influencer. Thanks for inviting us to this party.

Tana: Well, technically this isn’t my part, I'm just hosting it. My friend who’s upstairs in one of the guest rooms is the one who told me to throw it. Her name is Anna, but i haven’t seen her in awhile.

T: Well that’s fair, maybe she needed some time for herself.

Tana: Eh i guess, while I might check in on her… you two should have some fun with this party. Who’s the black guy beside you?

[JB's eyes widened a bit when she said that, and Tommy swayed his hand on his shoulder.]

T: Oh this is John Black, I call him Jon Jon for short if you know what i’m sayin?

[Tana then looked up and down at JB, who then in turn dismissed him completely and hugged Tommy as she went back into the house. Then JB and Tommy walked around the pool area, watching all the twenty somethings just having a time of their lives, even seeing one of them doing those god awful duck lip poses and frontin like they are big time (when they anit). Then they head back into a house that had a social media imprint type of music that JB and Tommy wouldn’t be bumpin on the roads. Then they found a semi quiet spot in the house and they sat on the couches to talk.]

JB: Yo, this place isn’t for me man… I feel like a granddad among these young ass adults and shit. Playin that top 40 stuff that would me gouge my ears out.. And your little friend Tana gave me a look like “why are you here?” vibes man. I don’t think it was a good idea for me to come here.

T: Man, you are over thinking hard about this shit, you need to relax, consider this as a first time you are with a crowd of so called “influencers” who think they are better than the next person. Don’t mind all that shit, and just have fun!

JB: Fun? Fun in here… look man, i’ll try but I don’t know if I can last it out here before I have to choke a bitch out like Wayne Brady.

[Then some trap music plays, and some girls in their bikinis all go to the room, and they somehow figured out Tommy was in it. Then they drag him out of the spot to dance with him, as JB was left alone to do his own thing. About some time later, JB was upstairs trying to find the bathroom, as he walked down the corridor, one of the rooms had the lights on and he heard something going on. He sees the door partially open, and he sees Bella Thorne and Tana going at one another, then he quickly tries to dip out but gets caught by them.]

Tana: YOU CLOSE THE DOOR!

JB: My bad, I was tryin to go to the bathroom.

Tana: I mean, close the door when you come INSIDE, ya DORK!

[JB looked a bit flustered over that comment, but he came into the room, and he stood there as he closed the door. Then he was confused about the thing as Bella and Tana were making out, then they looked at JB, and get him on the bed with force. Then they start to lick his belly, and even nibble on his lobe, as JB was tryin to control himself.]

Bella: Don’t you want to be our fillin with our two oreos side to side? I haven’t tasted a man like you before.

JB: Tat– ta– TASTE?.... Whoa i’m confused here… but…

Bella: Don’t tell a soul about this… consider this a lucky night for you.

Tana: What she said, also i'm sorry about dismissing you tonight… just didn’t know who you were. But now, since you are here… let’s play!

JB: But what about Anna though?

[Then the two girls ignored that name, and they proceeded to give him the experience, as the night passed by. By the morning hours, most of the party goers were all over the place, drunk and messy, with Tommy waking up on a L Shaped couch with two bikini clad girls who happened to sleep beside him. Even one managed to have her legs on his lap, which got him solid due to them having a french pedi which he kisses the sole of the girls who giggles a bit. After that was done, Tommy finally got himself together and went upstairs to find JB. He then see’s JB between Bella and Tana, and nodded his head in silence, then he headed back down to wait for JB to get himself together. About two hours later, they drive back to their AirBnB crib to chill there for the day. Then they sat on the couch, and they talk to one another about last night.]

T: Bro, you a dog man, you somehow got involved with two of the most over influential bitches right now. How you got that situation?

JB: Man, I can’t really go far into that, but lets just say.. I got taste of what that thang would be like with them both. I know they probably wouldn’t remember that but, hey it was fun. How was your night with them broads?

T: Oh na ni na ni, it was something else… I even got a girl to giggle as I was kissing her soles of her size six feet. She looked like Cristina Ricci a bit from the time I saw her on the floor sleeping an’ shit.

JB: Lucky man, I guess we both finally had some time for ourselves and shit, can’t wait for TMZ to blow it out our asses at this point, knowing we're in the hills and shit.

T: Yeah… we might be on some bullshit ass tabloids soon over it, but it is what it is. You want some tea i’m making?

JB: Yeah, I think we got some Lipton's Tea somewhere in the cabinet I think. Bring it to the table outside, we need to talk about some shit.

[It was already hitting noon, since they last sat on the couch, and both men were in their cheap robes, with Tommy bringing out two tea cups with Lipton's bag in the water. They dipped the bag in the water a few times it got that lemony flavor going on, then they take a sip and sit on the chair across from one another, where they placed their tea cups near by a small table, and the speak to one another.]

T: What do you want to talk about?

JB: It’s about this whole Relentless tag title thing. I am kinda worried about it.

T: What are you worried about?... we got this shit in the bag with how things are turning up.

JB: Yes that’s true and all, but that isn’t what I mean.

T: Well spit it out, then!

JB: I am kinda worried about Vita, during our flight to Cali I watched Dolly’s promo where it showed something about Vita’s being kidnapped for a ransom or some shit like that.

T: That’s Dolly’s problem, not ours… why are you worried all of a sudden?

JB: Not just uhh that… I am worried about Knuckles and Bourbon as well, it just feels so weird that these so-called big matches of our careers, only about half of them give a damn about it. I just don’t know how to feel about it.

T: JB, you seem to care too much about other people’s problems. Why do you feel the need to care whether they are putting a focus on the match? Let them venture off elsewhere, while we reap the benefits of their indeptude, this is our shot at being tag champs… don’t dare you go soft on me!

JB: Me going soft? Last fucking time, you wanted to bail out of XWF due to some shit that went down, and we all said if you left we leaving out too… all for one, and one for all type shit. If I wanted to go soft, when Theo hit me up in my email… I would have told Reggie to take my place instead.

[Tommy looked at JB with a “WHAT?” look on his face when he told him that. Then he slammed his hand on the table in anger over it.]

T: What the fuck did you say?.... Do you know how long we’ve been doing this shit as team… there’s no I in TEAM!... if you didn’t want us to procure these belts, we shouldn’t have been in the division in the first place!

JB: What are you tryin to say?

T: What I am sayin is… let Dolls or fuckin late drunken BASTARDS get them then… for all this we put ourselves through, and you want to go soft over their ineptitude… Reggie would be a better partner instead of YOU!

[JB then gets up and he flips the small table where the teacups were, and Tommy was taken back from JB being pissed off with him, since he never saw him mad like this. JB then goes back inside the house, and he goes to his room and he locks himself inside the room. Tommy then tried not to feel some type of way about it, but after some hours had past JB never came back out of his room, while Tommy was in the bathroom that was a few feet away from his room, and he looked into the mirror, talkin to himself.]

T: Fuck fuck fuck… I normally don’t like to give people shit… but I guess I let it slip out on my feelings. I guess, he does have a heart of gold towards others in this thing, maybe I am so consumed with this idea of being a tag champion, that was a downfall for Flynn and War Criminal… and look where they are now… maybe, I am way over my head to think that those belts will come to us…or in this case, me. I should apologize to him for what I said… fuck those belts… if we win them, cool…if we don’t… then fuck them belts, I am not going to lose my friendship… damn near BROTHERHOOD with JB and Reggie over my selfishness to win a piece of tin that’s gonna be passed off to another so called better team. So if Dolls or Bastards get them, good for them… at the end of the day, we are way more important then being on a record books of title reigns… fuck them belts!

[After he was done talking to his own reflection, he washes his face a couple of times, letting the water run a bit. Then he turns the faucet, and he leaves the bathroom, and he tries to knock on his door again, but JB wouldn’t open it. Tommy then starts to shed a tear over not being able to talk to his friend, then he goes back to his room, and he lays on his bed, with tears on his face as it cuts to black.]]]> <![CDATA[Separate Ways - Part 2]]> https://xwf1999.com/showthread.php?tid=44559 Sat, 17 Sep 2022 18:25:03 -0700 ElijahMartin]]> https://xwf1999.com/showthread.php?tid=44559 When we last left off…

After taking a few deep breaths, I go around and grab the glasses from the others, walking them into the bathroom to empty and rinse them out. As I finish rinsing, I hear the room door open and shut onto the lock again…

EM: Chris man, seriously, it’s all good!

I walk out of the bathroom while drying the last glass with my head down, before looking up and being stunned to the point of dropping the glass on the floor (thank God for carpet).

Unknown Visitor: It’s been a while, Elijah…

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EM: Either you planned this, or what just happened before you walked in was just an AMAZING coincidence!

I motion to the cameraman that it’s okay to show the unannounced visitor that has arrived, and it’s… a former XWF Hart and Television Champion, who has been continuing to run his own wrestling school that he opened during his in-ring career… “The X Effect” Brian Cady!!

BC: I have no clue what you are talking about, so we’ll go with amazing coincidence.

EM: I don’t believe a fucking word of that, but I’ll move past it.

I place the hand towel and glass on the end table near me and give Brian a hug. I take a seat on the couch while motioning to him where the alcohol is located, with Brian take a look at the selection.

EM: So… what brings you to Honolulu on this fine afternoon?

BC: Oh don’t worry about that right now, let’s focus on you for the moment…

Brian grabs the bottle of Crown Royal to inspect it quick, before pouring himself a Crown and Ginger Ale. Once he’s finished, Brian grabs his glass and sits down in the love seat to my left.

BC: So tell me, brother… how does it feel to finally be back on the road after your little hiatus there?

EM: Well, now that I have my house unpacked and properly furnished, I feel a lot less stressed out than I was moving into the new place.

BC: Yeah congrats on that, I remember how much you’ve wanted to move into that area, even going back to the first days we met and trained together. It’s been a long time since those times.

EM: Yeah, we’ve certainly come a long way since that storage space you rented out initially for your training ring.

BC: Wow man yeah, those were the days when things felt a lot simpler and low key. Now, if you don’t have state of the art everything, you might as well not even bother trying to get into the training business.

EM: I kinda relate to what you’re saying - no matter what you do, there won’t be any success if you can’t be fluid with the times and learn how to evolve, otherwise you’ll become a dinosaur and fade into the sunset real quick.

BC: And that’s why I handled things the way I did in the end and left my career when I did, go out on my own terms instead of having my body or doctors force me to hang things up before I was ready. I made an action plan, I executed it and then I hung up the boots to focus on the school and train fools like you.

Both guys share a nice laugh about Brian’s last statement and Brian takes a nice sip of his beverage.

EM: I’ve gotta say, I look back at those training days sometimes and I will always appreciate the time and effort you put into pushing me for better every time I stepped into that ring. It may have been tough as hell, but it’s the tough that made it great.

BC: Thanks man, just tried to pay it forward… but enough about the old days, let’s get into the nitty gritty of why I’m here.

EM: I’m all ears, let it out.

BC: (after another sip) Well Elijah, I’m here to give it to you straight like I always do, because I feel like I would be doing you an injustice if I did this any other way. So, to be direct and to the point… I know you’re not okay and I also know WHY you’re not okay.

EM: (while laughing) Okay man, have a few more sips of that Crown and Ginger, because you are nuts!

BC: Nah man, I can see it right thru you and I can even hear it in the insecurity of your voice just now. I had been keeping an even closer eye on you than usual the last couple of months. I’ve always been getting updates on you occasionally from the old crew I ran with in XWF, just to make sure you weren’t doing anything really stupid. But after something I saw a couple months ago, I knew I had to take matters into my own hands and keep watch on you with my eyes and ears.

EM: Oh, well please tell me Master… what the fuck did I do that made you concerned about my career and my well being?

BC: It has absolutely nothing to do with ANYTHING you did involving wrestling.

I sit there for a few moments to think in silence about what in the actual fuck Brian could possibly be referencing, until suddenly…

EM: Nope, nah… no fucking way, we ain’t gonna psycho analyze me about that bitch.

BC: Listen E, you can’t sit there and tell me that breaking up with Lexi didn’t you fuck you up at all.

EM: Brian, we ain’t doing this.

BC: Well if not now Elijah, when the fuck is it ever gonna be a good fucking time?! The quicker you get this shit out of your head and talk about it with someone, the easier it’s gonna be for you to get back to being your old self… A CHAMPION!!

I sit there in complete silence, doing some heavy breathing as if I’m ready to explode like a volcano.

BC: Come on man, you’ve been a little brother to me for all these years… just give me SOMETHING that we can build up from.

EM: I STILL FUCKING LOVE HER, DAMN IT!!

I instantly feel a pain that I can’t describe and bring my hands up to cover my face, as Brian just sits there in shock. After a few seconds of collecting myself, I lower my hands to reveal a couple tears slowly crawling down my cheeks.

EM: She was the one, B… and I pushed her away because I was scaring myself with how much I was in love with her. And no matter what I say or do, that love is never going to disappear. She made me a better man, which in turn made me a better wrestler. And don’t give me any bullshit about how there are always more fish in the sea, because I found my person and I fucked it all up by being a scared little bitch.

Brian just continues sitting there, as he takes a nice size sip of his drink again.

EM: So there, you’re the first person to get it out of me.. not even Page or any of the CCPE boys have a clue about that. I hope you feel accomplished, ya prick.

BC: Yes and no, man… yes because I have always loved getting one up on Page… but no because I don’t like seeing a brother in pain like this. Is there anything I can do in order to help?

EM: Honestly, this is what I needed… the ability to just acknowledge it out loud to someone, just to make sure I didn’t sound like a total idiot.

BC: Yeah dude of course, and you don’t sound like an idiot at all… you sound like a dude who was confused about how to handle his first true love, and now you are dealing with regret about the way you acted. But for now, you’ve got a busy schedule over the next few weeks, so there’s only one thing you can do.

EM: And what’s that, boss?

BC: WIN… EVERYTHING!!

EM: Everything?!

BC: EVERY-THANG!!

I motion for the camera operator to come closer and focus just on me…

EM: Money Oswald, you need to know that the version of Elijah Martin that is stepping into the center of Hill Valley Town Square ain’t the same guy you’ve watched spiral into madness since I lost the Anarchy Championship back in late March. Nah man, this is gonna be the uncontrollable, unbeatable, undeniable, fire breathing SON OF A BITCH… that made the XWF HIS BITCH from last year’s Relentless until I lost that Anarchy Championship. I’ll see you in Hollywood, ya cunt!

The camera zooms back to show me and Brian standing up to share a hug, before fading to black.

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