The Shinigami Foundation (David Striker & Dante Slayton) vs. The Glimmer Sisters

[Konrad Raab]

SCW World Tag Team Championship

4 RP Limit for tag

3500 Word Per RP

Deadline: 11:59:59 pm Saturday, November 8, 2025

[Glimmer]

Lucian Lurid liked to believe he was a sound businessman.

Sure, his biggest business venture peddled sinful entertainment that may as well have been a borderline traveling porno of the freakiest variety, but it was clearly a niche market he'd happily conquered and the profits from every show Cirque du Sins put on were a wet dream come true in their own right. What could he say? A huge chunk of the human race were horndogs and he was happy to indulge in satiating their lustful desires as long as they had the dough to pay for it.

True, Lucian had made some rather... questionable business decisions he looked back on now with shame and regret. Taking that loan from Antonio so he could actually get this show off the ground at all was easily his biggest mistake, but when you're young and desperate and nobody in their right mind wanted to invest in something that they were certain wasn't going to turn a profit in this economy and would die shortly after it got started, sometimes you don't think about the consequences until they come knocking at your door looking for their payment.

It was hard to classify whether or not hiring Angel onto his kinky carnival cast was questionable or not given that he wasn't given any choice in the matter. Just because his biggest stars had the guts to stand up to a known monster of a man in Antonio didn't mean he was that crazy, but he also wasn't blind or stupid. The plan couldn't have been more obvious in his eyes: have Angel overtake the twins to become the adult circus's top act, somehow have that leveraged into a way to cut the twins, then Antonio swoops in and “saves” them, profit. The problem was that Lucian knew how valuable his diamonds in the rough were, and even if they were a little high-maintenance sometimes, it was the price he was willing to pay considering they were the literal backbone of his depraved little empire, and not just in terms of the circus itself.

Plus, as annoyed as he could get with them sometimes, he enjoyed the twins being able to speak their minds and he might've had a bit of a secret kink regarding their questionable dynamic with him sometimes. Angel, on the other hand... yeah, Lucian didn't even want to think about what he knew that poor guy was hiding whenever he was dragged off for some “alone time” with Antonio, but as much as he wanted to offer some sort of help, he knew he had to tread lightly considering his own debt to the lethal loan shark.

Still, above all else, Lucian was an opportunist. He was a master of holding a crowd in the palm of his hand and working them into a frenzy with nothing but his words, milking every last cent out of them however he could to maximize both his profits and their enjoyment, and he wasn't shy about striking while the iron was hot. After working to get the Glimmer Sisters into SCW, it had been his brilliant idea to have the circus follow their SCW touring schedule whenever possible, allowing all those shy little sinners hiding beneath the image of wrestling fans the chance to indulge in those pleasures without feeling guilty, especially after whatever Gia & Gina tended to do on television that worked them into a frenzy. The shows he held wherever SCW settled in at for the week, especially the one before their own show day, were easily the biggest moneymakers he'd had in the circus's entire existence.

If you need any proof of that, just check the ticket sales for last night to realize Cirque du Sins raked in about as much as tonight's SCW pay-per-view itself probably did, not including whatever last minute sales they would do at the door to fill those last few seats at the US Bank Stadium.

While Lucian had enjoyed the business he'd gotten out of Minnesota before Gina hopefully had her fun tonight and added that fancy trios contract on top of her and Gia's tag title reign, he couldn't help but start looking ahead. After all, only the twins had to worry about tonight still since Gina was the one competing and Gia was no doubt scheming to help her team win, but even they seemed to already believe the trios finals were a foregone conclusion given how many ways they'd already plotted to have the most fun with that little contract.

Lucian: I've got some ideas I'd love to pitch if those bloody cunts didn't want to cockblock me. It's not like I set them up to even have this gig or anything, yeah?

Lucian couldn't help but grumble to himself as he marched his pudgy posterior out towards the twins' trailer. Yeah, it was still morning, but they probably needed to get their hot perky asses up anyway to make sure they were all set for Under Attack tonight, and he needed them awake because he needed to talk business with them. As we said, Lucian believed himself to be a sound businessman, and he smelled a business opportunity he just couldn't pass up. The problem was, he needed the Glimmers to make it happen, because it involved SCW... specifically, the next challenge on the twins' plate once Under Attack was swept under the rug after tonight.

A Wholesome Family Event, a special show where you could only watch or attend if you were 19 years of age or older, hosted on the sunny island paradise that embodied hedonism that was KABLAMia.

If that didn't scream prime business opportunity for the raunchiest, sexiest, most sinful and seductive adult circus in the world, then Lucian was willing to deep throat a pair of his own briefs... or at least claim that he would because he was that confident he wouldn't have to.

Lucian: It's a match made in fucking heaven, and the twins already have an in with a fellow lustful sinner so I'd be bloody stupid to let this opportunity slip through my fingers.

Lucian chuckled greedily to himself as he wiggled his fingers, even though he was the only one actually listening to his own words. Once he reached the Glimmer Sisters' trailer, it wasn't long before he was pounding on the door loud enough to wake the dead.

Lucian: Oi! Rise and shine mates! I need to have a word with you cunts before your SCW show tonight!

Lucian stepped back from the door, just in case Gia & Gina were grumpy enough at the potential rude awakening to want to try and hit him as soon as the door opened, and he wasn't on board with getting popped in the face today after the last time he'd wandered out here to talk with them. A few minutes passed and nothing, so Lucian was about ready to knock again when the trailer door suddenly opened. Who stepped out, however, wasn't either of the twins. Instead, it was a gorgeous blonde woman who had such a fat ass it might've even outsized both the twins, dressed in a pair of blue jeans that hugged it tightly and a white tanktop she was finishing pulling on over a lacy white bra.

Lucian: Well hello, beautiful.

Gina: Ignore the greased pig and just let him wish he had an ass like yours, babe.

Gia: Feel free to see us tonight after we add a trios contract to our little trophy case!

Lucian sneered as the woman just giggled and nodded to acknowledge him, but that's all he got before she sauntered away. His eyes started to follow that enormous cake as it jiggled and swayed, but it was hard to keep following that view once he realized the Glimmers were both standing in their trailer door, not a hint of clothing to be found and every inch of naked flesh on full display. Yeah, he'd seen it all before, but even he couldn't deny how incredible a sight it was.

Lucian: Ahem... good night, I take it?

Gia: Always a good night when you find a lady with an ass just as juicy as ours and knows how to use it.

Lucian: Where the bloody hell did you even find her at?

Gina: How about you just tell us why you're waking us up so damn early in the morning?

Gia: Seriously. We had a fun night and now we'd like to make sure we can have another fun night “defying fate” or whatever and embarrassing some losers who don't belong in the same ring as us.

Gina: Or James.

Gia: Or Enigma.

Lucian: Spoil a guy's fun, why don't you? Fine... I figured you could use the bloody wake-up call anyway to get those sexy asses of yours in gear, but I wanted to ask for your help with something before you got going, yeah?

Gina: Don't we help you with enough already?

Gia: Yeah, pretty sure the SCW cash flow we bring in is helping out a ton in covering the debt you put yourself in to a certain sleazebag we all wish would just fuck off and leave us alone.

Lucian: Yeah, yeah, I fucked up, this ain't breaking bloody news, you bitches. I feel bad enough about it every time I have to be in Antonio's presence to pay him for another month of getting to live and keep the show going, yeah?

Gia & Gina exchanged glances at the bitter tone in Lucian's voice, and as much as they loved pushing his buttons and reminding him that this whole mess was his fault in the first place, they could tell when they might've started going too far, and the joint sighs they let out made it clear they recognized this was probably one of those times.

Gia: What do you need Lucian?

Lucian: Alright, hear me out. After tonight, the next show you have is that bloody KABLAMia show, yeah?

Gina: Yeah, we get to embarrass the Shitigami Foundation one more time and prove once and for all that they're not getting the tag titles back from us, now or ever.

Gia: Except this time we're doing so at a hot little resort spot that actually celebrates people like us.

Gina: What about it?

Lucian: Well, since you'll probably see him hanging around getting some last minute promotion in for it tonight, any chance you could convince that Derek Adonis bloke to... I don't know, stop by and check out our circus, or put in a good word for me, or hook me up with a bloody meeting or something?

Gia: You want to bring Cirque du Sins to KABLAMia, don't you?

Lucian: Of bloody fucking course I do! Think about it: the hottest circus on this whole bloody planet, holding a special show at the biggest lustful paradise this side of the United States or wherever the fuck it's located at? Bloody hell, even if that don't bring in some extra moolah, I doubt Derek would turn down some sort of partnership that could help us both thrive. And, as a bloody good bonus, the whole circus could get to enjoy a proper vacation for once in a place where nobody here has to be ashamed of being the freaks we all love to fucking be!

Lucian's voice grew louder the more he got into his own pitch, almost like he was in the center ring happily dictating the sexy fun that awaited an eager crowd like he usually was. By the time he got to that last line, it seems like the idea had enough legs that some of the other performers who were up at about were listening in and couldn't help but cheer... probably mostly at the thought of a vacation where they didn't have to pretend to hide their kinky urges that brought them here to perform in the first place, but still.

Gia & Gina exchanged looks again, finding it harder and harder to really argue with the plan Lucian had just laid out.

Gina: Gotta say Lucy, that might be one of the smartest things I think I've ever heard you say.

Lucian: Ha ha.

Gia: Tell you what? Maybe, just this once, it won't kill us if you want to roll your lard-filled carcass over to the arena with us. I don't think it'll take much “convincing” to send Derek your way to talk business.

Lucian: Your usual bloody insults aside, that's all I'm asking for mates.

Gina: Who knows? Maybe we'll get lucky and this could be a neat little co-op moment so a certain bag of dicks can finally leave us alone.

???: What's this I'm hearing about a little co-op arrangement now?

Several of the performers who had started poking their heads out to listen in on Lucian's big idea and the twins' help in potentially making it happen immediately gasped and ducked out of sight at the familiar smooth accent that inspired dread throughout the circus grounds. Lucian looked about ready to piss himself, but the Glimmers just scowled as they saw the tall, impeccably-dressed form of Antonio saunter over to them.

He wasn't alone, though.

Gia's nails nearly dug grooves into the plastic countertop as she fought to stop herself from heaving. Now, don't get us wrong, the idea of someone playing the role of a sub to the point where they were literally being walked around nearly naked like a dog in public was kinky enough that the twins would probably think of ways to make the whole experience even kinkier to really draw some attention. But something about seeing Angel wearing a dog collar and a harness with Antonio walking him, only a red thong barely containing his goods and devoid of any of his usual drag queen aesthetic or makeup felt like they'd swallowed poison and it demanded to come back up in the worst possible way. Now, if Angel seemed into it, then they had no right to judge, but they could tell by the look on his face he was desperately trying to hide that how “into it” he appeared was an act and he desperately wanted to be away from Antonio.

Lucian: Antonio, hey! What, uh... what are you doing here so early mate?

Antonio: Oh, just figured I'd stop by to wish one of these tantalizing twins luck tonight with that little wrestling thing, maybe even see if there's any interest in some “backup” in case things go south with her partners for whatever reason. Emphasis on tantalizing because mm-mm-MMM you both are looking so very deliciosa right now.

Gina: Not happening.

Antonio: Dios mío, again with the stubborn attitude. Fine, it's your potentially death wish if those two “partners” of yours stop playing nice once all is said and done. Now, about this little business deal I thought I was hearing about...

Gia: None of your business.

Lucian: Uh heh heh... what she meant to say was-

Gina: Nah, my sister meant what she said.

Gia & Gina both stepped out of their trailer, not caring about their nude state as they stepped right up to Antonio. True, they needed to join hands and thread their fingers together to help ground their nerves, but opposing the towering crime lord didn't seem as scary this time. Maybe it was the fact that they knew Antonio wouldn't do anything risky in broad daylight, since there was still the chance of anybody randomly passing by the lot where Cirque du Sins had set up shop here in Minneapolis, but the fact that they were standing up to him at all had Lucian looking like he was on the verge of having a heart attack. Even Angel looked up at them, jaw on the floor at the proverbial balls they were showing instead of any reason why that would usually be the case if anyone else were in his position.

Though, if anybody else were in Angel's exact position right now, Gia & Gina would be just as worried about them.

Antonio, for his part, just cocked his head and grinned like this was the most amusing thing he'd seen in weeks.

Antonio: You little sluts should be careful about what kind of fights you go around picking. I can promise you chicas I'm nothing like any of those so-called men you work with.

Gia: Yeah, pretty sure they're at least man enough to get their own hands dirty.

Gina: If anything, you're no different than a bunch of the whiny bitches we have to put up with.

Gia: Crying and demanding respect because you think you deserve it, just because.

Antonio: Oh? And you both think you deserve respect?

Gina: Nah, but we're more than happy to take it anyway.

Gia: And considering we're standing out here butt naked, you know we've got nothing to hide.

The tension only seemed to grow thicker, and Lucian looked about ready to try and get between both sides and beg for Antonio's forgiveness, but the loan shark just burst out laughing like this was the funniest thing of all time.

Antonio: Whew... I have to say, you twins really know how to make a guy laugh. It's honestly adorable seeing you act so tough. I needed a good laugh today, so thank you for being the slutty clowns I needed to see. Go ahead and keep your secret business nonsense... I'll find out eventually. And soon, we'll all get to look back on moments like this and laugh while I...

Antonio proceeded to go off on a rather lewd tangent that's not worth mentioning and even the Glimmers began to tune him out rather quickly. Usually they were happy to engage in whatever depraved fantasies of lust and debauchery someone was willing to share with them, but Antonio had long since established that his greatest fantasy could be the most vanilla thing ever and they would be disgusted just because it was him.

At some point in his rambling, Antonio began to leave, jerking on the leash so Angel would follow behind him. He gave one last stunned glance at the Glimmers, the sexy circus sluts he was supposed to be replacing as the headliner, and instead of anything he expected to see, all he found in their gazes was concern for him and a determination to find a way to free him from whatever he'd gotten himself tied up in with Antonio. Truthfully, he didn't think they could pull it off, but seeing them actually stand up to the sick bastard even and live to tell the tale even if he acted like it was all just one big game?

Maybe there was a slim sliver of hope, he wanted to think.

Lucian: Well... you ladies-

Gina: We'll get you in touch with Derek about your proposition, Lucian.

Gia: Right now, we need to get ready, because as far as we're concerned? Those losers lusting after fate, those nobodies who think they have any hope in hell of relieving us of our gold?

Gina: We're going to be turning them into punching bags as a warm up for whatever we hope to do to Antonio someday.

Lucian started sputtering and tried to say something, but the twins didn't hear him as they stormed back into their trailer and, reluctantly, began putting clothes back up so they could warm up for Under Attack tonight. As far as they were concerned, taking the next step to showing their brilliant dominance over SCW wasn't just a game to embarrass everyone who claimed they cared so much about wrestling for their own amusement anymore.

In their own twisted little way? It was also their declaration of war against Antonio, and a warning that if they could conquer SCW on their wits and charm alone, then it was possible they could make his entire illicit empire fall as well.

[Thunderhorse]

(The Foundation) "Here comes Revenge"

[Glimmer]

Sunny KABLAMia... a perfect paradise that indulged in sinful delights and allowed for anyone visiting to partake in relaxing desires of the flesh, with a variety of options to choose from depending on what fit your tastes. In a lot of ways, it reminded one of Cirque du Sins, except in island resort form instead of raunchy circus form, given that one is far more interactive than the other. Still, two people who know the pleasures of both are Gia & Gina Glimmer, the SCW world tag team champions. Maybe it's no surprise they've practically become the new poster girls for KABLAMia considering they seemed to be everything this paradise promised and more, to say nothing of how much they knew Derek Adonis was smitten with their sinful figures. The fact that he went out of his way to make them the main event of the little show he'd talked SCW into co-promoting with his business spoke volumes about how much business value there was when it came to the Glimmer Sisters.

If only this special moment wasn't tainted by the need to put a certain group in their place one more time.

It was annoying, yes, but Gia & Gina don't seem to be too bothered right now about knowing they have one more date with the Shinigami Foundation on their desperate crusade to take back the tag titles they lost some time back to the twins. If anything, they looked pretty relaxed lounging around on one of KABLAMia's beautiful beaches without a hint of clothing to be found. Maybe you're getting nothing but the usual pixellation watching this? Maybe you're actually getting the rare opportunity outside of Cirque du Sins to see the Glimmers in ALL their natural glory? It's hard to tell for sure given all of the promotion about this “Wholesome Family Event” only being available for those 19 years of age or older, or if this is even a KABLAMia beach where nudity is allowed, but Gia & Gina seem content to do as they please regardless as they lay on their chests, happily bathing in the sun as their tag title belts rest right in front of them in the sand.

Gia(?): Are you all enjoying the view?

Gina(?): I hope they are Gia, because this is a once in a lifetime opportunity as far as SCW goes.

Gia: You said it Gina. I mean, this is the kind of thing SCW has tried to snuff out ever since your little “wardrobe malfunction” back during Rise To Glimmer.

Gina: I think they were just mad you were smart enough to double the fans' delight and see how those European idiots handled it.

The twins both giggle at the memory of how they defeated the European Fiery Nation back on the Rise To Greatness pre-show, which had arguably become one of the most infamous and talked-about moments in SCW history. One positive that's come out of this, though, is that we've actually been given an idea of who's who, at least for now... maybe... it really is hard to know for sure which twin is which when we have to hope the sisters are being honest with who they say they are.

Gia: In any case, we hope you all like what you see, and if you want to see a sight this sexy more often, you're always free to come pay Cirque du Sins a visit whenever we roll into your area so you not only don't have to put up with SCW's cruddy censorship, but also get to see a LOT more of what we can do.

Gina: We've been showing what we can in SCW, but let's be honest: network worries aside, it's been hard to really flaunt some of our skills when we just haven't been challenged by anybody since we danced our way through those doors and into your wildest dreams.

Gia: We could talk about the show Gina put on for Under Attack in the trios finals, kicking ass with James Evans and Enigma, but I think we'll be nice if you haven't seen the show yet and not spoil anything.

Gina: Which, sadly, is probably as nice as we're gonna get because our vacation to KABLAMia, the first place we've found outside of our circus where everyone worships us like the sexy goddesses we truly are, is going to include one little waste of time we can't avoid, and it's name is the Shitigami Foundation.

Gia: Yeah, my twin knows what she said.

Gina: And no, I'm not going to correct it because I'm not wrong.

The twins both sigh as they sit up on their beach towels, their bountiful breasts freely bouncing as they shift their bodies before grabbing their title belts and draping them over their bare shoulders.

Gina: So, contrary to what our opponents have deluded themselves into believing, there is no confusion to be found here regarding the fact that these losers are being represented by Dante Slayton and their new boy toy David Striker come time for the Wholesome Family Event.

Gia: Maybe you guys didn't hear, which wouldn't surprise me given how far you've shoved your heads up each other's asses already, but we called this while reminding your friend Alex about how much of a liability he was on his own trios team going into last week's little pay-per-view.

Gina: I believe my exact words were “we wouldn't be surprised if Alex and Wil aren't even the ones getting the rematch for the titles.” Now, we're not psychic, that's a different act someone could probably do where we come from if they can make it hot enough, but it doesn't take a rocket scientist to know that when we beat you over, and over, and over again... yeah, maybe it's time to try something else.

Gia: But, surprise, that's totally not the reason for the change even though we know it absolutely is. Honestly, every single one of you Foundation frauds are the same, because it doesn't matter which two step into the ring, it literally feels like we've heard this tired old song and dance every other time before. Different faces, different voices, same boring ass script and broken record that they don't know how to turn off.

Gina: We're cheats, we're frauds, they're going to mangle us and make us into victims and there's nothing we can do to stop it, these titles belong to them... seriously guys, can you get some new material? You claim to specialize in adaptability, yet we're the ones changing up how we put on a show every single time we set foot in that ring while you prove that literally nothing will probably ever change no matter how many times we do this dance.

Gia: So I guess it's not a spoiler to say this time's going to end the exact same way as all the others then, huh?

Gia & Gina exchange glances for a moment and shrug before they grab their title belts and hold them out so we can get a close-up. Specifically, they point towards the name plates bearing their names, but just because they seem to love confusing us, the one we've believed to be Gia this whole time has the title bearing Gina's name plate and vice versa. For the sake of trying not to cause too many brains to explode (especially those of the Shinigami Foundation since they need as many brain cells as they can get just to barely function), we'll trust that who they said they are in the beginning is correct going forward.

Gia: It's funny... you claim these titles are rightfully your property, but if we “stole” them like you keep claiming, then why do they have our names on them?

Gina: Probably just to make themselves feel better trying to justify how they could've possible lost to us, even though it's happened so often by this point that any rational person would've just given up their rematch by now because they know the end result's just going to be the same.

Gia: Yeah, that makes sense. I mean, they claim their whole Foundation is built on adaptability while we're only good at deceiving, but if that's true, then why couldn't they adapt well enough to stop us from embarrassing and exposing them every single time we've met one of these bozos in some fashion. I mean, we outsmarted Alex and Wil the first time.

Gina: Right in front of the boss too, so if that was “cheating” then why didn't he do anything about it when he had the power to do so?

Gia: We outsmarted them a second time with Dante trying to watch their backs when we took these titles.

Gina: Yeah, real good job “adapting” there Dante.

Gia: The third time was during trios when Wil blew it for his team.

Gina: Dante, you and Syren's little tinfoil hat wearing whore almost thought you finally figured it out, but you found out a little too late you weren't even playing the right game all along.

Gia: Oh, and let's not forget about how your whole group saw fit to storm the ring and screw over such a hard-working team just because you couldn't resist trying to claim your precious little pound of flesh.

Gina: That one's kind of important because it highlights just how disconnected from reality you guys truly are. I believe most people refer to it as that “rules for thee but not for me” bullshit because you constantly whine and cry about what big cheaters my sis and I truly are because we keep beating you, but what do you call getting involved in someone else's match and attacking them just because you feel justified in doing so? Pretty sure at least one member of that trios team was even someone you claimed was on the short list of people you respect above all else.

Gia: Guess they don't respect her enough to stay out of her business when they want to act all big and tough to hide how badly their egos are hurt. Though, there's also the fact that Alex and Wil won these titles with a little bit of outside help, but they're happy to sweep that one under the rug because it was “convenient interference.” Convenient, my perky ass! Pretty sure if anybody else saw that match, they would claim “oh, the Shinigami Foundation cheated to win” but nobody gave a shit and let you pretend like you deserved these belts for a little bit, so why is it different with us?

Gina: I think the truth is painfully obvious, Gia. Just like Alex and Will, Dante and David have been so immersed in the concept of toxic masculinity for so long that the mere thought of a couple of women like us, unafraid to bare it all for the world to appreciate, being unquestionably superior to them is so embarrassing that they have to hide behind threats just to protect those fragile little egos of theirs.

The twin both laugh that haughty, grating laugh that's designed to get under your skin because you know they're right and it pisses you off as they trade title belts and return them to their shoulders before standing up, pressing their naked forms together in a way that truly shows off everything... at least, if this is uncensored pending SCW's stance regarding promotion for a clearly labeled 19+ affair.

Gia: Look boys, we get it. We really do. You're not the first assholes to get all high and mighty on us and act like your god's gift to wrestling because you've been big fish in small ponds for so long that the realization that you're among people who can actually kick your asses over and over again, no matter who they are or how they do it, isn't registering in those empty heads of yours because that means everything you've believed about yourselves has been a lie all along.

Gina: It's common in men who are so used to bullying others to get their way because no one's been able to challenge them in so long. And we do mean “bullying” because what else do you guys call marching down to the ring en masse when you don't get your way because you're that desperate to make people fear and respect you when, I'm sorry, but no one respects hypocritical jokes who can't even keep their own punchline straight?

Gia: Go ahead, keep acting like you've already figured us out. Maybe you've already got a gameplan to finally snuff out our “cheating” once and for all this time, though odds are we've probably already figured out whatever you think you have planned and already have a plan of our own to deal with it.

Gina: I mean, old man Reno probably at ringside, Alex and Wil ready to spring into action to redeem themselves while Dante and David hope they're the ones who finally have our number? You couldn't be more obvious if you tried, guys.

Gia: Even still, you may as well be walking onto our home turf, trying to spoil our fun here in a paradise practically built for sexy sinners like us. And who knows? Maybe you actually do have a solid plan this time.

Gina: That just means we get to show you boys what it truly means to adapt in this business, because that's what we've been doing since the day the Glimmer Sisters were born. We adapt, we survive, and we thrive.

Gia: And we don't need to bring up every other piece of gold we've held elsewhere to prove it, because we just need to direct your attention to every single time we've had your number right here in the company that actually matters, not to mention the titles we hold that prove, no matter how much it shits all over your warped beliefs otherwise, that we are the bets tag team in SCW today. Period.

Gina: And after we beat Dante and David right here in KABLAMia and your little Foundation runs out of stooges to embarrass, maybe you'll finally take the hint and realize absolutely nothing you do matters so long as Gia & Gina Glimmer are always ten steps ahead of you.

Gia: Tell you what though. As a consolation prize so we don't feel bad about beating you again, maybe you can help us decide what to wear when we show Dante and David that, no, they can't succeed where Alex and Wil have always failed because they went and made the exact same mistakes those two did.

Gina: We're personally leaning towards seeing if SCW will let us be the first wrestlers in history to kick some ass while completely naked, just to make this particular loss extra special for you boys so you never forget it.

Gia & Gina both give us a flirty wink before they turn and start sauntering up the beach back to the resort looming off in the distance, their ample asses swaying in enticing fashion as they make it clear they have no shame. And why should they when no one has been able to beat them yet? As we fade out, we get the sense that the Glimmers are confident that won't be changing come this weekend, leaving this shot as an unspoken “kiss our asses” moment just to save them some breath in terms of needing to say anything else to two guys who just don't seem capable of thinking before they open their mouths.

[Thunderhorse]

(The Foundation) "Into the lungs of Hell"