Fallout (Jenny/Siddy vs The Faction EXP8)
May 31, 2021 4:53:09 GMT -5
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Fallout (off-cam)
May 26th 2021
12:11 am
Rivers Residence
Reno, Nevada
The front door of the house slams shut as Jenny walks in, tossing her gearback on the floor and sprawls herself on the couch, letting out a contented sigh. It had been less than 24 hours since EXP7 where she had teamed with Sidroy Covington and eaten a loss. But that wasn’t the thing on the forefront of her mind.
(So. You got away with the spoils. What do you plan on doing with it?)
Her companion, as she had begun to call it, piped up. She glanced over to her bag, seeing the Wisdom championship belt she had snatched post-match from Barnabus reflecting the morning light from the opening on the bag. She giggles a bit to herself. “Plan? I didn’t really HAVE a plan. I just acted on impulse and grabbed it. But now that its there… I don’t know. Admire it. Polish it. Enjoy it”
(Sidroy isn’t going to be happy.)
“Oh I know. I’m kinda counting on it now. He’s so damn adorable when he gets flustered.” She whispered, a wide smile plastered on her face. The match itself had been a disaster, but the aftermath had given her a measure of joy.
(So, what’s the approach this time? Sidroy probably won’t fall for the same tricks you tried on Bert.)
“Don’t you worry, I have a plan forming up. But before I start thinking about what to do with Siddyboo, I need to make sure brother dearest doesn’t do anything stupid on sunday.” She stood up and stretched, grabbing her back and heading upstairs.
(He and Knox will settle the score at Solstice. You won’t have to worry about it after that.)
Jenny sighed. “Yeah. But it’s still a long way until then. Knox might do something stupid to REALLY aggravate him… And then I’m neck deep in trying to solve THAT shitstorm when I should be focusing on Siddyboo.”
(Well… let’s hope for the best.)
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May 29th 2021
11:00pm
Rivers Residence
Reno, Nevada
Jenny had spent her night watching UPRISING’s Revolution 12 from TV, glad that she didn’t need to make an appearance. A small smile caressed her lips as she saw the contract signing for the upcoming supershows Monsters Ball match between Knox and her brother. That is, until Knox went and spoke SuMa’s real name on air. Jenny felt the blood on her veins freeze up.
“How the fuck did he know???” She muttered out loud, her voice a mixture of fear and disbelief. “There should be no documents left… no paper trail… Nothing to tie Supreme Machine to Thomas Rivers…”
(Lucky guess? Finding out who your brother is and then just using logic)
“Not funny. 15 years. Thats how long it’s been since someone other than me has addressed him as Tom. He’s gonna flip his shit. Completely.” She felt a tinge of panic surge through her. All these months, ever since reconnecting with him, she had worked hard to establish some sort, any sort of control over the unpredictable beast that her brother had become. She had managed to tame him enough for him to compete in UPRISING… and now Knox was looking to undo it all. She cursed under her breath.
“That paint-faced idiot is gonna get everyone he ever loved killed or hurt. Fucking hell. He’s been underestimating my brother for months now. This is exactly what I tried to avoid. Goddammit” She got up and started pacing the livingroom. The prospect of having to deal with the fallout of SuMa’s inevitable rampage weighed heavily on her mind. The legal ramifications… and the sheer amount of time and effort it would cost her to make it all go away as usual. She didn’t have the time to deal with this shit. She had her own career to worry about.
Jenny’s frantic pacing was interrupted by a chime on her phone. She picked it up and saw that Knox had tagged her in a tweet. Another chill went through her spine. This could only be bad.
“Matthew "The Raven" Knox
@mravenk1
Was it something I said, Tommy boy? @suprememachine Oh and hey, @queenmachinej thanks for spilling the beans, sweetheart. you were right. waiting to drop it on him did make it more effective <3”
“He didn’t…” She slumped on the couch, suddenly feeling powerless. Knox was insinuating that she had told him when he had kidnapped her. But that wasn’t true. He had tried. But she hadn’t talked. And now he was trying to point SuMa’s anger at her.
Jenny’s fingers started dancing on the keyboard as she shot off tweet after tweet to Knox and SuMa, trying to get the former to understand JUST how badly he had fucked up and the latter to understand that she had nothing to do with it. She threw glances towards the door to the basement and the entryway, expecting SuMa to burst through the door any moment now. For the first time since she fell from that titantron… She was afraid.
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May 30th 2021
03:21 am
Rivers Residence
Reno, Nevada
Silence had befallen the house. Neither sound nor light permeated the building as it’s occupant sat on a couch and waited. And waited. Resigned to her fate. Terrified of its extent. Jenny sat and waited. Waited for Supreme Machine. Her brother. To make it back. She was innocent. But he didn’t know that. All she hoped for was for him to listen to her before striking.
“It wasn’t me who told him” She spoke in a quiet voice. She had felt a presence behind her. The 6’9’’ 360lbs man was able to move with utter silence. But she had learned to sense him. She didn’t turn, just stared into the distance.
“We aren’t stupid.” came a response in a low growl. “Yet you gave him enough information to find out on his own” Not an accusation. A statement. “You underestimated his intellect”
Still staring into the distance Jenny shrugged. “Maybe. What do you plan on doing about it?” She was struggling to keep her voice steady.
“Don’t you mean what do we plan on doing about you?” The growl was closer now, Jenny could feel SuMa’s breath on the back of her neck, but she still refused to turn.
“Same difference to me. It’s not hard to figure out what you plan to do to Knox. But you do realize that if you plan on taking your anger out on me, it will be a longer fight than you think and it will cost you dearly in the long run” As Jenny said that, she felt all her muscles tensing up, the hair on the back of her neck stand up and her heartrate shoot up. She could feel that a confrontation was inevitable. But she was ready.
A silence followed. SuMa was slightly taken aback by her words. Jenny knew that right now he was debating his options and scanning the room in search of something that might give her an advantage. But there was none. The silence was broken by a low chuckle. “Guess we’ll find out”
Just like she predicted, SuMa lunged at her from behind. But she was ready. Like an uncoiling spring, she bounced up from the couch to her feet, grabbing SuMa by the head and somersaulted over him. She knew that her agility and quickness was the sole saving grace against the massive beast, but she also knew that she couldn’t win a fight. All she needed to do was keep avoiding him, striking and retreating until he had enough. And she hoped she had enough in the tank. His initial attack foiled, SuMa turned to face Jenny, his stance looking like a rattlesnake poised to strike. The masked monster eyed Jenny up and down, giving out another chuckle. “As expected. You think you can run forever?”
Jenny felt her sense sharpening. She realized it was the companion in her head providing assistance. Just like when she was in the ring she began to see and feel the movements of her foe, the potential actions he could take. “Guess we’ll find out” she retorted to the monster with his own words. This caused him to snarl and lunge again, looking to grab instead of hit but all he could reach was empty air as Jenny floated under the massive arm, stepped off a wall to give herself momentum and landed an elbow to the side of SuMa’s head. She rolled for distance and began to move away, trying to make her way to the backyard to give her more space.
SuMa sees her plan and moves to try and cut her off, but despite being a lot faster than anyone his size should be, Jenny manages to slip outside just out of his reach, the cool night air sending a chill through her body. She quickly dashes deeper, seeking refuge between the bushes she was tending on the last promo she recorded. The surprisingly expansive backyard slash garden was to be their battleground.
“You can’t hide forever… SISTER…” the emphasis on the word sister was dripping with venom. SuMa was quickly getting tired of playing around as he stalked around the garden, looking for her.
“Just stop. You have nothing to gain by hurting me!” Jenny responded out of frustration, instantly realizing the mistake she made as through a tall bush charged the masked beast. She managed to barely avoid most of the blow, as instead of bulldozing over her like he had intended, SuMa only managed to catch Jenny’s shoulder with his. But the force behind the charge was strong enough to throw Jenny almost 180degrees around with a sharp stinging on the impacted area. She quickly rolled away, putting an apple tree between the two.
“STOP RUNNING. FIGHT US!” SuMa snarled again as he stalked towards Jenny, the woman keeping several paces of distance between them, her eyes scanning their surroundings in search for an escape or an advantage. But still, none was apparent. So she finally sighed and closed her eyes in resignation.
“So be it.” She whispered and leapt forward, avoiding SuMa’s grasp and hitting him in the solar plexus with her knee. SuMa responded by landing a clubbing blow on her back, knocking the air out of her. But before he could move in for the kill, Jenny rolled away and onto her feet.
The pair fought on. Jenny dodging and diving, striking when an opening presented itself, SuMa landing heavy blows whenever he could. But neither was able to get the upper hand. No matter how many times she struck, he remained unwavering. And no matter how many times he tried, she remained out of reach. Finally, after almost 20 minutes of their deadly dance that left the garden in tatters, Jenny lunged in for one last desperate attack, grabbing a hold of SuMa’s hand and wrapping her legs around his head, the pair landing down on the ground with the monster locked into a triangle choke. But despite the level of control Jenny had, she couldn't stop SuMa from wrapping his fingers around her throat, the pair squeezing each other simultaneously.
She felt her mind going blank, yanking relentlessly in an attempt to get the beast to fade out and just before darkness took her the only thought in her head was “Not like this…”
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May 30th 2021
11:22am
Rivers Residence
Reno, Nevada
(Wake up Jenny.)
The voice of her companion and the sunlight filtering through her eyelids force Jenny to finally wake up. She slowly opens her eyes, moving her arm to cover them from the sunlight. She lets out a groan as the motion sends a wave of pain through her system and she slowly becomes aware of the fact that she is sore all over. “Wha…” she tries to speak, realizing her throat is dry as the desert that characterizes Nevada.
(Take it easy. You took a real beating last night.)
She slowly and carefully sits up, realizing that she’s still lying down in her garden. Carefully looking around she sees that she’s alone, with nothing more than a large area of kicked up dirt next to her showing that the masked beast was there. “Whe... “ she tries to ask, but the words get stuck on her throat.
(He’s gone. He passed out just before you did. But he woke up first. I had a nice chat with him. Or rather, them. He was looking to finish the job on you. I convinced them otherwise.)
Jenny stood up and began to shakily make her way back in, surveying the damage that their battle had wrought on the garden, wincing on every step as the bruises and contusions began to make themselves apparent. She was glad she had filmed her promo earlier in the week, as if she had tried to do the same setup now, it would have been far less enticing to look at. When she got in, she fetched a bottle of water, downing it in one go as she slumped down on the couch. “Thanks”
(No need to thank me Jenny. Your well being is my well being. I had to strike a deal though. They wanted you to keep handling his business. As penance for your betrayal. Their words, not mine.)
“Figures…” she mumbled under her breath as she laid back and tried to relax. “I guess that’s better than the alternative. I just hope I can keep up with Levelup while doing that…”
(As do I… as do I.)
Mine! (oncam)
The view opens up to show the Level Up Wrestling Wisdom Championship belt on a closeup, the belt looks like it has gotten a good polish not long before this, shining like the morning sun at the light.
“Possession is 9/10’s of the Queens law. I honestly didn’t think about that before I watched the show back and heard adorable Artie say that. I kinda like how it sounds. Especially now that I do have this precious thing in my possession.”
The view zooms out to show that the belt has been resting on the chest of “Queen Machine” Jenny, who is laying down on her bed and for all intents and purposes it seems like the titlebelt is the ONLY thing she is wearing. Sure, she has a silken black sheet covering her lower body, but from the waterline up, there seems to be nothing but gold on leather covering her modesty. What little she has.
“Doesn’t it look just right on me? Almost like it was custom-made for this. In all sincerity, I didn’t exactly think too far when I snagged it from Barnabutt at EXP7, I just wanted to annoy Siddyboo and maybe make him want to come to me but looking at it now… This belt is mine and I will walk through hellfire and brimstone to keep it!”
Her voice gains a surprisingly sharp edge as she says that, her slender arms wrapping around the title like she was cradling a newborn baby. There is a rather unnerving fire behind her eyes as she stares at the camera, but it goes away just as fast as it appeared as she giggles and relaxes.
“But that won’t be coming up till Dead by Daylight. No wait, actually, I might have to give this baby up at EXP8. Shoot, I didn’t even think about that. Well shucks. Hey Siddyboo, if I ask very nicely and give you the puppy-eyes, you think I could hang onto this until DbDl? I promise to treat it well and even let you facetime it if you miss it. Deal? Deal!”
She lets out another giggle and starts to absentmindedly caress the golden faceplate of the title, fingers sensually brushing over the triforce-piece embedded in the center.
“So yeah. We lost to Mags and Berts. But really, who expected anything else? Sure, last time Queenie teamed with someone against Mags, we won. But Berts isn’t Wends, and Siddyboo isn’t an old grump. I said going in that I’m there just to learn everything there is to learn about you studmuffin, and I learned a LOT just by watching you wrestle. It was poetry in motion. It was beautiful. Infact watching you wrestle made me feel all tingly and gave me goosebumps. It was glorious. And at the next EXP I get to see you wrestle again Siddyboo! Up close and VERY personal… Against The Wilcox-brothers.”
Jenny lets out a deep sigh.
“I know. Last time I fought a Wilcox I lost. But that was because my partner had already checked out of the company. He was there physically but not mentally. And he ate a well-deserved loss. Shame I had to take an L too. But dems the breaks. I sincerely hope you’re better than ol’ Nero Siddyboo. It’d be kinda shameful if Queenie dropped a second match to the Wilcoxes. Hell, if that happens I might hafta call upon brother dearest to come in and show the big boys how they should play. But thats neither here nor there. Bottom line is, I’ve been digging what you boys have been doin recently, it’s always good to see someone embrace a darker side of themselves, but it won’t be doing you any favors come EXP8. Why? Simple my dear boys… Queenie needs a win. And when I got this shiny darlin waiting for me… I got no plans to get got.”
The paint-faced femme fatale turns to her side, showing a copious amount of sideboob, but nothing that would warrant censorship slips out, as she cuddles up to the title and yanks the covers over her and it. She closes her eyes and plants a big kiss on the centerplate.
“But now me and goldie need some alone time. So Toodeloo naughites, Queenie needs to take care of some business”
The view fades out as she snuggles up with the titlebelt and lets out a contented sigh.
May 26th 2021
12:11 am
Rivers Residence
Reno, Nevada
The front door of the house slams shut as Jenny walks in, tossing her gearback on the floor and sprawls herself on the couch, letting out a contented sigh. It had been less than 24 hours since EXP7 where she had teamed with Sidroy Covington and eaten a loss. But that wasn’t the thing on the forefront of her mind.
(So. You got away with the spoils. What do you plan on doing with it?)
Her companion, as she had begun to call it, piped up. She glanced over to her bag, seeing the Wisdom championship belt she had snatched post-match from Barnabus reflecting the morning light from the opening on the bag. She giggles a bit to herself. “Plan? I didn’t really HAVE a plan. I just acted on impulse and grabbed it. But now that its there… I don’t know. Admire it. Polish it. Enjoy it”
(Sidroy isn’t going to be happy.)
“Oh I know. I’m kinda counting on it now. He’s so damn adorable when he gets flustered.” She whispered, a wide smile plastered on her face. The match itself had been a disaster, but the aftermath had given her a measure of joy.
(So, what’s the approach this time? Sidroy probably won’t fall for the same tricks you tried on Bert.)
“Don’t you worry, I have a plan forming up. But before I start thinking about what to do with Siddyboo, I need to make sure brother dearest doesn’t do anything stupid on sunday.” She stood up and stretched, grabbing her back and heading upstairs.
(He and Knox will settle the score at Solstice. You won’t have to worry about it after that.)
Jenny sighed. “Yeah. But it’s still a long way until then. Knox might do something stupid to REALLY aggravate him… And then I’m neck deep in trying to solve THAT shitstorm when I should be focusing on Siddyboo.”
(Well… let’s hope for the best.)
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May 29th 2021
11:00pm
Rivers Residence
Reno, Nevada
Jenny had spent her night watching UPRISING’s Revolution 12 from TV, glad that she didn’t need to make an appearance. A small smile caressed her lips as she saw the contract signing for the upcoming supershows Monsters Ball match between Knox and her brother. That is, until Knox went and spoke SuMa’s real name on air. Jenny felt the blood on her veins freeze up.
“How the fuck did he know???” She muttered out loud, her voice a mixture of fear and disbelief. “There should be no documents left… no paper trail… Nothing to tie Supreme Machine to Thomas Rivers…”
(Lucky guess? Finding out who your brother is and then just using logic)
“Not funny. 15 years. Thats how long it’s been since someone other than me has addressed him as Tom. He’s gonna flip his shit. Completely.” She felt a tinge of panic surge through her. All these months, ever since reconnecting with him, she had worked hard to establish some sort, any sort of control over the unpredictable beast that her brother had become. She had managed to tame him enough for him to compete in UPRISING… and now Knox was looking to undo it all. She cursed under her breath.
“That paint-faced idiot is gonna get everyone he ever loved killed or hurt. Fucking hell. He’s been underestimating my brother for months now. This is exactly what I tried to avoid. Goddammit” She got up and started pacing the livingroom. The prospect of having to deal with the fallout of SuMa’s inevitable rampage weighed heavily on her mind. The legal ramifications… and the sheer amount of time and effort it would cost her to make it all go away as usual. She didn’t have the time to deal with this shit. She had her own career to worry about.
Jenny’s frantic pacing was interrupted by a chime on her phone. She picked it up and saw that Knox had tagged her in a tweet. Another chill went through her spine. This could only be bad.
“Matthew "The Raven" Knox
@mravenk1
Was it something I said, Tommy boy? @suprememachine Oh and hey, @queenmachinej thanks for spilling the beans, sweetheart. you were right. waiting to drop it on him did make it more effective <3”
“He didn’t…” She slumped on the couch, suddenly feeling powerless. Knox was insinuating that she had told him when he had kidnapped her. But that wasn’t true. He had tried. But she hadn’t talked. And now he was trying to point SuMa’s anger at her.
Jenny’s fingers started dancing on the keyboard as she shot off tweet after tweet to Knox and SuMa, trying to get the former to understand JUST how badly he had fucked up and the latter to understand that she had nothing to do with it. She threw glances towards the door to the basement and the entryway, expecting SuMa to burst through the door any moment now. For the first time since she fell from that titantron… She was afraid.
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May 30th 2021
03:21 am
Rivers Residence
Reno, Nevada
Silence had befallen the house. Neither sound nor light permeated the building as it’s occupant sat on a couch and waited. And waited. Resigned to her fate. Terrified of its extent. Jenny sat and waited. Waited for Supreme Machine. Her brother. To make it back. She was innocent. But he didn’t know that. All she hoped for was for him to listen to her before striking.
“It wasn’t me who told him” She spoke in a quiet voice. She had felt a presence behind her. The 6’9’’ 360lbs man was able to move with utter silence. But she had learned to sense him. She didn’t turn, just stared into the distance.
“We aren’t stupid.” came a response in a low growl. “Yet you gave him enough information to find out on his own” Not an accusation. A statement. “You underestimated his intellect”
Still staring into the distance Jenny shrugged. “Maybe. What do you plan on doing about it?” She was struggling to keep her voice steady.
“Don’t you mean what do we plan on doing about you?” The growl was closer now, Jenny could feel SuMa’s breath on the back of her neck, but she still refused to turn.
“Same difference to me. It’s not hard to figure out what you plan to do to Knox. But you do realize that if you plan on taking your anger out on me, it will be a longer fight than you think and it will cost you dearly in the long run” As Jenny said that, she felt all her muscles tensing up, the hair on the back of her neck stand up and her heartrate shoot up. She could feel that a confrontation was inevitable. But she was ready.
A silence followed. SuMa was slightly taken aback by her words. Jenny knew that right now he was debating his options and scanning the room in search of something that might give her an advantage. But there was none. The silence was broken by a low chuckle. “Guess we’ll find out”
Just like she predicted, SuMa lunged at her from behind. But she was ready. Like an uncoiling spring, she bounced up from the couch to her feet, grabbing SuMa by the head and somersaulted over him. She knew that her agility and quickness was the sole saving grace against the massive beast, but she also knew that she couldn’t win a fight. All she needed to do was keep avoiding him, striking and retreating until he had enough. And she hoped she had enough in the tank. His initial attack foiled, SuMa turned to face Jenny, his stance looking like a rattlesnake poised to strike. The masked monster eyed Jenny up and down, giving out another chuckle. “As expected. You think you can run forever?”
Jenny felt her sense sharpening. She realized it was the companion in her head providing assistance. Just like when she was in the ring she began to see and feel the movements of her foe, the potential actions he could take. “Guess we’ll find out” she retorted to the monster with his own words. This caused him to snarl and lunge again, looking to grab instead of hit but all he could reach was empty air as Jenny floated under the massive arm, stepped off a wall to give herself momentum and landed an elbow to the side of SuMa’s head. She rolled for distance and began to move away, trying to make her way to the backyard to give her more space.
SuMa sees her plan and moves to try and cut her off, but despite being a lot faster than anyone his size should be, Jenny manages to slip outside just out of his reach, the cool night air sending a chill through her body. She quickly dashes deeper, seeking refuge between the bushes she was tending on the last promo she recorded. The surprisingly expansive backyard slash garden was to be their battleground.
“You can’t hide forever… SISTER…” the emphasis on the word sister was dripping with venom. SuMa was quickly getting tired of playing around as he stalked around the garden, looking for her.
“Just stop. You have nothing to gain by hurting me!” Jenny responded out of frustration, instantly realizing the mistake she made as through a tall bush charged the masked beast. She managed to barely avoid most of the blow, as instead of bulldozing over her like he had intended, SuMa only managed to catch Jenny’s shoulder with his. But the force behind the charge was strong enough to throw Jenny almost 180degrees around with a sharp stinging on the impacted area. She quickly rolled away, putting an apple tree between the two.
“STOP RUNNING. FIGHT US!” SuMa snarled again as he stalked towards Jenny, the woman keeping several paces of distance between them, her eyes scanning their surroundings in search for an escape or an advantage. But still, none was apparent. So she finally sighed and closed her eyes in resignation.
“So be it.” She whispered and leapt forward, avoiding SuMa’s grasp and hitting him in the solar plexus with her knee. SuMa responded by landing a clubbing blow on her back, knocking the air out of her. But before he could move in for the kill, Jenny rolled away and onto her feet.
The pair fought on. Jenny dodging and diving, striking when an opening presented itself, SuMa landing heavy blows whenever he could. But neither was able to get the upper hand. No matter how many times she struck, he remained unwavering. And no matter how many times he tried, she remained out of reach. Finally, after almost 20 minutes of their deadly dance that left the garden in tatters, Jenny lunged in for one last desperate attack, grabbing a hold of SuMa’s hand and wrapping her legs around his head, the pair landing down on the ground with the monster locked into a triangle choke. But despite the level of control Jenny had, she couldn't stop SuMa from wrapping his fingers around her throat, the pair squeezing each other simultaneously.
She felt her mind going blank, yanking relentlessly in an attempt to get the beast to fade out and just before darkness took her the only thought in her head was “Not like this…”
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May 30th 2021
11:22am
Rivers Residence
Reno, Nevada
(Wake up Jenny.)
The voice of her companion and the sunlight filtering through her eyelids force Jenny to finally wake up. She slowly opens her eyes, moving her arm to cover them from the sunlight. She lets out a groan as the motion sends a wave of pain through her system and she slowly becomes aware of the fact that she is sore all over. “Wha…” she tries to speak, realizing her throat is dry as the desert that characterizes Nevada.
(Take it easy. You took a real beating last night.)
She slowly and carefully sits up, realizing that she’s still lying down in her garden. Carefully looking around she sees that she’s alone, with nothing more than a large area of kicked up dirt next to her showing that the masked beast was there. “Whe... “ she tries to ask, but the words get stuck on her throat.
(He’s gone. He passed out just before you did. But he woke up first. I had a nice chat with him. Or rather, them. He was looking to finish the job on you. I convinced them otherwise.)
Jenny stood up and began to shakily make her way back in, surveying the damage that their battle had wrought on the garden, wincing on every step as the bruises and contusions began to make themselves apparent. She was glad she had filmed her promo earlier in the week, as if she had tried to do the same setup now, it would have been far less enticing to look at. When she got in, she fetched a bottle of water, downing it in one go as she slumped down on the couch. “Thanks”
(No need to thank me Jenny. Your well being is my well being. I had to strike a deal though. They wanted you to keep handling his business. As penance for your betrayal. Their words, not mine.)
“Figures…” she mumbled under her breath as she laid back and tried to relax. “I guess that’s better than the alternative. I just hope I can keep up with Levelup while doing that…”
(As do I… as do I.)
Mine! (oncam)
The view opens up to show the Level Up Wrestling Wisdom Championship belt on a closeup, the belt looks like it has gotten a good polish not long before this, shining like the morning sun at the light.
“Possession is 9/10’s of the Queens law. I honestly didn’t think about that before I watched the show back and heard adorable Artie say that. I kinda like how it sounds. Especially now that I do have this precious thing in my possession.”
The view zooms out to show that the belt has been resting on the chest of “Queen Machine” Jenny, who is laying down on her bed and for all intents and purposes it seems like the titlebelt is the ONLY thing she is wearing. Sure, she has a silken black sheet covering her lower body, but from the waterline up, there seems to be nothing but gold on leather covering her modesty. What little she has.
“Doesn’t it look just right on me? Almost like it was custom-made for this. In all sincerity, I didn’t exactly think too far when I snagged it from Barnabutt at EXP7, I just wanted to annoy Siddyboo and maybe make him want to come to me but looking at it now… This belt is mine and I will walk through hellfire and brimstone to keep it!”
Her voice gains a surprisingly sharp edge as she says that, her slender arms wrapping around the title like she was cradling a newborn baby. There is a rather unnerving fire behind her eyes as she stares at the camera, but it goes away just as fast as it appeared as she giggles and relaxes.
“But that won’t be coming up till Dead by Daylight. No wait, actually, I might have to give this baby up at EXP8. Shoot, I didn’t even think about that. Well shucks. Hey Siddyboo, if I ask very nicely and give you the puppy-eyes, you think I could hang onto this until DbDl? I promise to treat it well and even let you facetime it if you miss it. Deal? Deal!”
She lets out another giggle and starts to absentmindedly caress the golden faceplate of the title, fingers sensually brushing over the triforce-piece embedded in the center.
“So yeah. We lost to Mags and Berts. But really, who expected anything else? Sure, last time Queenie teamed with someone against Mags, we won. But Berts isn’t Wends, and Siddyboo isn’t an old grump. I said going in that I’m there just to learn everything there is to learn about you studmuffin, and I learned a LOT just by watching you wrestle. It was poetry in motion. It was beautiful. Infact watching you wrestle made me feel all tingly and gave me goosebumps. It was glorious. And at the next EXP I get to see you wrestle again Siddyboo! Up close and VERY personal… Against The Wilcox-brothers.”
Jenny lets out a deep sigh.
“I know. Last time I fought a Wilcox I lost. But that was because my partner had already checked out of the company. He was there physically but not mentally. And he ate a well-deserved loss. Shame I had to take an L too. But dems the breaks. I sincerely hope you’re better than ol’ Nero Siddyboo. It’d be kinda shameful if Queenie dropped a second match to the Wilcoxes. Hell, if that happens I might hafta call upon brother dearest to come in and show the big boys how they should play. But thats neither here nor there. Bottom line is, I’ve been digging what you boys have been doin recently, it’s always good to see someone embrace a darker side of themselves, but it won’t be doing you any favors come EXP8. Why? Simple my dear boys… Queenie needs a win. And when I got this shiny darlin waiting for me… I got no plans to get got.”
The paint-faced femme fatale turns to her side, showing a copious amount of sideboob, but nothing that would warrant censorship slips out, as she cuddles up to the title and yanks the covers over her and it. She closes her eyes and plants a big kiss on the centerplate.
“But now me and goldie need some alone time. So Toodeloo naughites, Queenie needs to take care of some business”
The view fades out as she snuggles up with the titlebelt and lets out a contented sigh.
