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Glimmer Sisters Fatal Fortunes - Glimmer - 01-07-2026
For those who came to Times Square and found themselves unable to find a place to ring in the new year, there existed alternatives.
One such alternative happened to include the sexiest, raunchiest circus performance you've ever seen in your life.
By New Year's Eve, Cirque du Sins had relocated from Boston, where it had held its last set of shows in the week leading up to SCW's Shattered Reality pay-per-view, to a vacant lot in Manhattan, located not too far away from the legendary site of the most famous new year's party in all of America. To say that ringmaster Lucian Lurid wanted to send 2025 out with a bang was an understatement: he had practically planned his own show/party to rival New Year's Rockin' Eve, complete with his own take on the ball drop that came with such an elaborately eloquent and explicit description that it's probably best not repeated for the sake of decency. All you need to know is that his ball was going to have his hottest act dancing inside of it, and once it dropped and 2026 was upon everyone, said act had quite the surprise planned that was definitely going to, at least in Lucian's mind, “blow everyone's loads” to quote the man himself.
That said, even as the party raged on and most of his acts were probably pulling off the best and hottest versions of their acts they've ever performed, there were two acts conspicuous by their absence.
Angel, which was no surprise as Antonio had him doing other work tonight.
And the Glimmer Sisters.
That wasn't to say Gia & Gina weren't down to party, because assuming so would make one question if you even knew the twins. Hell, they were practically partying in Montreal at Derek Adonis's temporary nightclub during night two of Shattered Reality after proving, to no one's surprise, that The Vision just didn't have what it took to stop the kinky clown sisters from going undefeated to close out the year. One could assume that since they were the act that was going to be dancing in the dropping ball (or balls, as it were), that they were simply conserving their energy until they had to step inside. Lucian may be a genius when it came to putting on a show, but even he knew better than to ask any of his performers to do nothing but dance for hours on end inside a confined space.
They were conserving their energy alright, but that didn't mean they weren't busy.
The SCW schedule to kick off 2026 already guaranteed the twins would be going beyond where Cirque du Sins could follow, given that the next two shows were in Japan and then back to Canada respectively. That alone meant that before they caught their flights, Gia & Gina had some unfinished business they needed to look into while they still had the chance to potentially do something about it.
Gina: Gia, will you stop admiring that photo and take this seriously?
Gia: What? I can't admire the fruits of our new little side gig after we got Derek and Lucian talking with each other?
Gia couldn't resist grinning as she flipped her phone around, revealing a promotional photo that had been taken prior to Gavin Taylor ruining all the fun to try and save face after he'd failed to win his own match on night one. Destiny Page found herself between the Glimmers, who were only wearing their tag title belts in a manner that covered their asses and private areas at the very least and were otherwise topless, all posing with enticing looks to the camera. As good as Destiny looked in her rather revealing dress, the twins had tried to talk her into ditching it for the shot, but they did adhere to the consent rules of KABLAMia and backed off when Destiny made it clear she wasn't willing to go that far quite yet.
Gia: Can you imagine if we had gotten her out of that skimpy little dress? Bet you $20 that Wendell nerd would've died a happy man if we slipped that under his weird lunatic buddy's locker room door.
Gina: You're right, that would've made for a better photo if you ask me, but as fun as it is enjoying this new partnership between Cirque du Sins and KABLAMia and what it means for us, we need to shelve the fun and games... at least until we're in the balls.
Gia chuckles at her sister's intentional phrasing, but her face quickly becomes serious as she sighs, knowing Gina was right. They had something extremely important they had planned to do once they finished livestreaming their holiday message to The Vision that foretold of how fate was going to leave them empty-handed once again prior to that weekend, but they had decided to hold off on it in favor of focusing on their match.
Watching Antonio murder a man right in front of them who had sounded very sincere when he said he loved the loan shark will certainly do that to a person.
Up until now, Gia & Gina knew that Antonio was a very dangerous man. The fact that Lucian could barely get through a conversation with the guy without nearly pissing himself spoke enough volumes and the twins couldn't blame him. Even as they repeatedly stood defiant in his face, they could never once claim in any of those moments that they were not afraid of Antonio. The truth of the matter was... they were scared shitless of this sick fuck and had only survived because they always had to bank on Antonio being either so arrogant that he would happily play with his prey before going for the kill or clever enough to know that doing anything to them given their very public status as SCW champions, especially out in public view, would put him in conflict with law enforcement that would finally bring his entire criminal empire collapsing down on top of him.
Watching him murder one of his own men in cold blood without giving a single fuck and just leaving him in a pile of other corpses he'd already created before the twins even knew he was in Boston drove home the point of just what kind of monster they were truly dealing with.
And they knew full well they were directly in his crosshairs if he put together that they were the ones who had snuck into his office and pulled the little heist that had cost Jordan Saxton his life, among others.
Slowly but surely, Gia retrieved the documents she had swiped that night and laid them out across the table in the twins' trailer, with her and Gina each taking a few to look over, the end goal being to figure out exactly what kept Angel bound to that power-hungry lunatic. They were hoping to see some kind of contract they could either figure out how to break or just straight-up destroy if they could confirm it was the original copy, or at the very least expecting some sort of blackmail material that Angel wouldn't want anybody else knowing about and Antonio could expose if he felt it necessary.
The twins weren't expecting what greeted their eyes, which explained why there were so many pages in the first place.
Gia: Gina... is it just me, or does this bastard have Angel's entire life story typed out right in front of us?
Gina: Yeah, I figured Antonio had some sort of dirt on Angel, not... all this.
They weren't looking at simple blackmail material, they were looking at what may as well have been a biography that painted a disturbingly clear picture of the drag queen who Antonio had hoped would usurp their place as the top stars of Cirque du Sins. It was all laid out in black and white before their very eyes: Angel's real name (Anthony), his date of birth, everyone in his family. Just as disturbing was the rather lengthy rap sheet that Angel had to his name, from being busted in prostitution stings before Antonio had gotten his hooks into him to drug use and distribution. There were even charges of assault and murder attached to his name that had ultimately been dropped, but Gia & Gina weren't stupid: just because Angel hadn't been guilty of those crimes and was only suspected due to being in the wrong place at the wrong time, that didn't just erase the fact that the charges had been laid across his shoulders in the first place.
Gia: Jesus, look at this list of drugs he's been busted with! Heroin, cocaine, meth, PCP, ecstasy... how the fuck did he even get his hands on high grade fentanyl?
Gina: That's nothing. If we're to trust this little biography Antonio's put together, apparently Angel's father is one of the most powerful businessmen right here in New York... and Antonio apparently has enough dirt to destroy his life on shady business deals, insider trading, fraud...
Gia: No wonder Angel's practically handcuffed to this guy, never mind the fear of what Antonio might do if he even tries to get away from him. This might as well be an encyclopedia on how to stalk someone, learn everything about them and completely destroy their whole family if you really wanted to!
Gina: I knew Antonio was a disgusting narcissistic sociopath, but this? Is there even a word for how low this goes?
As Gina pondered that question, Gia's mind began racing as she looked through more and more of the documents that unraveled exactly who Angel was, right down to the strained relationship he had with his family and the fact that adopting a drag queen persona hadn't been enough to keep Antonio from figuring out the connection if he felt he could use it, either to keep Angel in line or target his family if they could give him something.
Gia: Gina... how much do you think he knows?
Gina: About Angel? Apparently fucking everything judging by what we're reading-
Gia: No, I mean about us?
Gina: Why the hell would Antonio think we were worth this much effort?
Gia: Do you not remember how often he's admitted to the value we have? What we mean to this circus, to Lucian? That's not even getting into what we have going on in SCW right now, and if he saw what we were doing on those stripper poles at Derek's club then you know he can confirm what kind of hot ass act we'd be in one of his clubs.
Gina opened her mouth to argue, but it quickly closed and her eyes nearly popped out of her skull as her twin's implications began to really sink in. Clearly, something about Angel had piqued Antonio's interest enough that he went out of his way to dig up literally every grain of dirt he could about the drag queen, all the way up to his family and whatever life he had prior to becoming who he was now. And since he had expressed similar interest in them to their faces...
Gina: You don't think he's trying to dig up the same kind of dirt about us, do you? I mean, we went above and beyond to destroy everything that could ever tie us back to who we were, our old lives. There's not even anything like what Angel's got he could use against us!
Gia: There is... one thing.
Gina: ...you don't think...
Gia: Given what's right in front of us? I wouldn't put it past him if he finds out and is hellbent on trying to make us his.
Gina wanted to hate her sister for even putting the thought in her head, but she knew as well as Gia did that there was only one bit of leverage that Antonio could ever possibly have over them beyond threatening their lives, and at least in that scenario they had the gamble of Antonio putting everything he had going for him at risk of finally being busted for how illegal all of it was.
Unlike whatever SCW's upcoming Fatal Fortunes thing could throw their way, Gia & Gina didn't want to gamble on what would happen if their parents ever discovered the women they'd became.
While they preferred not to think about it too much because it was in the past and they were certain they had put that past behind them completely, Gia & Gina had a... complicated relationship with their parents. They loved their mom and dad, don't get them wrong, but they had a plan all laid out for their twin daughters and Gia & Gina simply disagreed with it. Hurtful words were exchanged, the twins began to rebel, and once they were old enough to do so, they took off to build whole new lives for themselves from scratch, giving birth to the Glimmer Sisters.
It may not seem like much, but the whole point of going as far as they did to reinvent themselves was so their parents would never know that Gia & Gina Glimmer, twin sisters who flaunted their goods for the fastest rising adult circus in America and had quickly built themselves into two of the raunchiest and most devious wrestlers in arguably the biggest promotion on the planet today, were actually their daughters. Every single thing in that list would no doubt cause them to have a heart attack, and while the twins had kind of ended things with their mom and dad on a sour note, they certainly didn't want to actually be responsible for any significant shocks to their system, let alone put them into any trouble with a man as dangerous and heartless as Antonio.
Gina: OK... OK... here's what we do.
Gina began gathering up all the papers, knowing they hadn't looked through all of them yet, but they didn't need to. They'd gotten more than they'd bargained for out of their efforts, and now the question of what they could even do with any of it was burning a hole straight through their brains, assuming they even [i]could do anything with any of it.
Gina: Lucian's going to be expecting us in a few minutes. We stash this somewhere safe, we go help everyone ring in the new year in the most sinful way possible, and then we figure out what the fuck our options even are later.
Gia: Yeah, as much as we need to break this chain keeping Angel bound to Antonio... I don't even know how the hell we proceed from here. This was... way more than we bargained for.
Gina: Doesn't change the fact that we're going to figure this out. I don't care how, but we'll find a way.
Gia: We always do sis, whether it's this asshole or SCW trotting our hot asses out at random for whatever chaotic fun and games they want us to play for the first two shows of the new year. That's what makes us the goddamn Glimmer Sisters.
Gia & Gina high-five one another to affirm their stance, even if it feels much shakier than it usually does. They were staring down arguably their greatest challenges yet, but they knew the moment they started to hesitate in the face of them, they were well and truly screwed. That's how they'd gotten this far both in the lives they'd made for themselves and in SCW, and they couldn't afford to have that confidence waver now.
Once the documents were stashed away in a safe within their trailer where their cash and any other valuables were locked away, they took a moment to make sure they looked ready to party. They had on the skimpiest dresses they owned, dresses that were not designed to do a very good job of hiding anything, and their tag title belts around their waists made for the perfect accessories. Just one extra thing to take off as they planed to slowly strip with each minute that got closer to midnight until the big climax that would ring in the new year. Once they were all set, they stepped out of their trailer...
And literally bumped right into the last person they wanted to see tonight or any night.
Antonio: Hola chicas. What's your hurry?
Standing right in front of their trailer door, using his admittedly tall and chiseled physique like he was a human wall, stood none other than Antonio, grinning like a cat who had finally cornered the mouse he'd been hunting for. Unnerved enough by that twisted grin, Gia & Gina moved to sidestep around him to get to where they needed to go, only for each of their arms to be seized by some of Antonio's goons, the surprise and their clear size advantage leaving the twins with no time to think of a way out before they heard the click of a familiar gaudy-looking custom revolver, the barrel of which was practically shoved right into Gia's face.
Gina: Can we help you with something Antonio?
Gia: Yeah, we're going to be late for Lucian's balls dropping to start a brand new year.
The henchmen restraining them couldn't help but snicker at the crude joke, but they quickly fell silent once they realized their boss wasn't laughing along.
Antonio: I'm sure Lucian can make do without you, especially since we have important business to discuss. You see, some rather valuable documents were recently stolen from my main club down in Miami... you two wouldn't happen to know anything about that, would you?
Gina: Why would we?
Gia: And could you get this ugly ass revolver out of my face, please?
Antonio scoffed but complied... by moving to press the barrel against Gina's cheek instead.
Antonio: Well, I was informed by a now-former employee of mine that I apparently had two new whores to dance at my club... whores who claimed I gave them a note but haven't shown up for work since.
Antonio took a moment to dig around in his pocket with his free hand. As he did, he nodded to another of his goons, who moved to head into the twins' trailer, much to Gia & Gina's protest... a protest that died as soon as Antonio held out a very familiar note.
Antonio: Now... I know the two of you wrestled not too far away from my club that night. I watched you in action... pretty hot stuff in its own right, to be honest. Almost makes me wish I'd have seen your match in Boston, or even the little show you put on in Montreal. But when I inquired about whether or not the two of you were busy changing or something when you took so long to leave, I hear that you were already long gone... left right around the same time these two wayward sluts snuck into my club. Ringing any bells?
Gina: Not a one.
Gia: Sounds like you're just desperate to tie some big incident to us because you're still mad we're not sucking your dick.
Antonio growled, annoyed, as he crumpled up the note the twins had left with Jordan that night and tossed it aside. Gia & Gina just glared defiantly at him, but the confidence was only a front to mask the fear they knew Antonio was trying to drown them in. They doubted he'd take such a big risk tonight, hoped they were right to spin that roulette wheel, but just in case they were wrong... they'd rather go down proudly opposed to him than afraid of this son of a bitch.
Goon: Boss, there's no sign of any papers in here, aside from a bunch of notes that have nothing to do with you or him.
Antonio's attention snapped up to the goon that was stepping back out of the twins' trailer, and if he was irritated before, that revelation had him about ready to blow a gasket.
Gia: See? We didn't take your shit or whatever.
Antonio: No... I know you two perras are lying to me, and I wouldn't put it past him to have put you up to it!
Before the twins knew what was happening, Antonio stepped aside... revealing Angel, handcuffed, gagged and looking more terrified than they'd ever seen him before. As if to further twist the proverbial dagger, Antonio moved his revolver so the barrel was now pressed to the side of Angel's head, causing Angel to scream something that was too muffled by the ball gag in his mouth to make out.
Antonio: Now... I'm going to count to three, and when I do, somebody is going to tell me what I want to know. Otherwise... well, this can be my version of your little Fatal Fortunes thing to see who I decide to aim this gun at. Emphasis on fatal.
Gia & Gina exchanged looks with each other before locking eyes with Angel, who looked at them in fear before closing his eyes, as if he'd already accepted his fate. As Antonio began to count in spanish, however, the revolver slowly moved away from Angel's temple and towards Gia, his finger slowly beginning to squeeze the trigger.
The gunshot that echoed out in the night brought an immediate halt to the party going on inside the big top.[/i]
RE: Glimmer Sisters Fatal Fortunes - Glimmer - 01-07-2026
For a moment, all was silent.
Gia's eyes were wide... but there was no bullet wound to be found on her flawless body.
Gina's eyes were also wide, panic fading from her face as she had tried valiantly to thrash free of the goon restraining her the moment she saw the gun point towards her sister.
All of Antonio's henchmen were staring in shock, a feeling of dread settling over them over whatever was going to happen next.
Antonio's jaw was on the ground... but slowly, it was closing, and if he was angry before, now his fury could rival that of an erupting volcano.
At some point before the trigger was pulled, Angel had realized the gun was no longer pressed against his temple, but instead aimed at one of the twins. Now, he didn't know exactly what Antonio was certain they had stolen, but if there was any truth to it and he was being blamed for somehow being involved (which he wasn't), then whatever was missing might have to do with him.
Either way, that was his burden to bear, not Gia or Gina's.
At the last possible moment, Angel had managed to rise just enough that he had thrown himself at Antonio, slamming into him with enough force that Antonio's shot had gone wide, the bullet intended for Gia (or Gina, Angel honestly couldn't tell which at this point, nor did it matter) instead shattering the glass of a lamppost sitting just outside the lot where Cirque du Sins had set up shop this evening.
As Antonio stared down at Angel, something else had registered to him as well: his gun had echoed loudly in the night. He normally had a silencer equipped to it for this very reason, not wanting to draw attention when he knew he needed to “take out the trash” and couldn't have a 100% private area to do the deed in. As he looked down at his gun, he noticed the silencer was missing. As his glare shifted back down to Angel, he saw the missing piece of his weapon tucked into the bra Angel was wearing as part of his drag queen getup this evening.
Antonio: How... how did you...? How dare you...
Somehow, with a bit of mouth work that actually had Gia & Gina impressed, Angel managed to spit out the ball gag meant to silence him, sneering up at his boss.
Angel: Leave them alone, dickhead. You can break me, abuse me, have your way with me until I'm nothing more than a withered husk... but these two sluts have done nothing but jump through every hoop you've made this whole circus jump through to stay afloat with you looming over it, and that ain't worth killing 'em over.
Antonio grit his teeth so hard the twins thought they were going to break from the pressure, but their disgust became immediately apparent when the kingpin's first response to Angel's defiant outburst was to backhand him with the revolver, leaving a nasty bruise on his cheek. He grabbed Angel by his bra and violently yanked him up, the lanky man's feet actually leaving the ground as he was put nose-to-nose with the unhinged loan shark.
Antonio: YOU do not get to tell ME how to do MY job, you ungrateful little bitch! You are MY property! You belong to ME!
Antonio looked like he wanted to continue his rant, but the sound of groaning diverted his attention. His head snapped over, eyes going wide beneath his literal rose-tinted glasses, as Gia & Gina had swung their legs back and gone low to free themselves from the goons restraining them. The one who had searched through their trailer charged them, but Gina cupped her hands to give Gia a boost to backflip into a nasty-looking poisonrana that spiked the guy's head into the ground, knocking him out cold.
Gina: You really need to shut up Antonio, because all that “property” talk is making us want to puke.
Gia: Angel isn't a thing, and he sure as hell doesn't deserve to be treated-
The click of Antonio's revolver cut Gia off as the unhinged crime lord aimed it at her once more, that sickening grin of pure arrogance plastered to his face again.
Antonio: I suggest you shut that pretty little mouth of yours chica, before you see what happens when it deepthroats my-
Lucian: What the bloody fucking hell is going on ouuuuuu-aaayyy Antonio! What the fuck are you doing here? And what's all this mess about?
Antonio's attention was diverted once more, but this time he couldn't keep his grin. His silencer having been removed from his gun at some point he still couldn't figure out had brought with it a consequence he hadn't thought about in the haze of his adrenaline and rage over Angel's defiance and the twins continuing to try and stand up to him. Lucian's little circus show/New Year's Eve party had apparently come to a screeching halt, because not only was the ringmaster now standing not that far away from the commotion just outside the Glimmers' trailer, but all the other performers and most of the guests who'd paid to be a part of these festivities were now crowding around them.
Before Antonio even had a chance to try and think of any possibility to talk his way out of what certainly looked like him aiming to kill Lucian's star sluts, the sound of police sirens began wailing through the night, and they sure as hell sounded like they were growing louder and closer by the minute. His eyes quickly flicked between Lucian and the crowd to Angel in his grip to Gia & Gina, trembling in fear they were struggling to hide but standing defiant even still.
Antonio: This isn't over, perras. And you, Angel... oooohohoho, you are going to realize how badly you fucked up tonight, I can promise you that.
Antonio threw Angel towards the twins, who, to his surprise, caught him as they continued glaring up at Antonio. His eyes briefly surveyed his downed men, recovering but not fast enough for his liking, before he holstered his revolver and took off. Gia & Gina had to reluctantly admit that the loan shark's impressive physique wasn't just for show, as he was long gone by the time the police cars began rolling up. It was just as likely that the cops were hindered by holiday traffic since they certainly had to navigate around the nearby Times Square partying on national television, but they still begrudgingly gave Antonio his proverbial flowers nonetheless, if only to keep in mind exactly how much more dangerous he truly was, and they'd already thought he was dangerously terrifying as all hell before.
It took a little bit for the police to cuff the henchmen Antonio had left behind and gather statements from the Glimmers and Angel, as Lucian and anybody else could only share that they were witness to the end of the conflict, but surprisingly there was still enough time before the clock would strike midnight and ring in the new year for the party to end the way Lucian had planned it to.
Though, he did surprise the twins anyway.
Lucian: Look mates, I can't begin to imagine what you two just went through, and I'll reiterate you've got a lot of balls trying to stand up to Antonio. But despite how I want to close out tonight, if you two don't feel up to it after all that, I won't force you, yeah?
Gia & Gina were stunned, to say the least, but it did reaffirm that for as much of a sleazebag as Lucian could be, he did genuinely care about his performers and not just because of their sex appeal giving him eye candy. Wanting the distraction and knowing it was probably going to be the last bit of circus fun they had for a while before embracing the chaos of Fatal Fortunes abroad, the Glimmers told Lucian the show was going to go on.
Though, they did plan a little alteration to it as they approached Angel, who had since been freed from his handcuffs and tended to by EMTs for the bruise.
Angel: If you ladies are coming over to thank me, save it. You shouldn't have even been involved in the first place.
Gia: That doesn't make what Antonio does to you right, and you know it.
Angel: I don't even know why you guys care so much. I get trying to fuck with Antonio, which is an incredibly stupid move I know I'm going to pay for eventually, but I'm... just not worth it.
Angel lowered his head in shame, ready for this conversation to end right there, but the twins clearly weren't having it as they sat on either side of him.
Gina: Hey... nobody thinks we're worth it either. Whether it's SCW or outside this circus, they see us and instantly assume we're worthless just because we love showing off the goods.
Gia: Our bodies, our choices, and Gina and I mean it when we say we, and that includes you Angel, have a choice in how we want to live our lives.
Gina: And that's why we want you to join us for the climax of all climaxes to end 2025.
Gia: Only if you want to... but we think you could use the distraction, just like we could, Anthony.
Angel's head snapped up at that, realization dawning on him that maybe Antonio wasn't lost in some sort of delusional rage as an excuse to try and off the Glimmers out of sheer pettiness after all tonight. Clearly, they knew something, probably far more than he ever wanted anyone to know about him... but the fact they weren't judging him for it and still wanted to try and help, even at the risk of their own lives?
Angel: Holy shit... maybe I underestimated you bitches after all.
Gina: We get that a lot... just ask a certain snow bitch in SCW what she thinks about us even after we eventually embarrass her again.
Angel: Well, I think the only right way to repay you ladies at this point would be to join you, because whatever Lucian's cooked up sounds pretty damn hot, not gonna lie. So, what do you ladies say to going balls deep into 2026?
The Glimmers couldn't help but laugh, and it wasn't long before things had calmed down enough and the party was in full swing again. Lucian's masterpiece, a gigantic phallus with massive balls that lowered for his take on the ball drop, was unveiled, the balls see-through so everyone could enjoy as Gia & Gina danced and stripped for their pleasure in one while Angel was mirroring them in the other, ultimately leading to midnight hitting as the balls finally touched the ground... and, of course, causing the giant phallus to shoot white foam like a cannon to drench everyone in a final farewell to 2025 and all the raunchy fun that Cirque du Sins had provided throughout the year.
Gia & Gina just hoped that, after everything Antonio just tried to pull and knowing their problems with him weren't going to just die heading into a new year, that they could make 2026 their bitch just as they did to 2025, starting with a chaotic event that felt almost tailor made for their antics.
*~*~*~*
The first thing we see is a ton of decorations for what looks like a new year's party, complete with 2026 banners and enough champagne to probably fill one of those inflatable kiddie pools. Wherever this room seems to be located, there's certainly a party atmosphere enveloping us... and yet, there doesn't seem to be anybody here. As we look around at all the decorations, our gaze is eventually drawn over to a fireplace, complete with a crackling fire for warmth, as a familiar figure steps in front of the warm glow. It's Gia Glimmer... or is it Gina? There's no possible way to tell unfortunately, but we can at least confirm it's one of the Glimmers as she stands before us in what's supposed to be a kimono, but it's definitely way too short as we see hints of whatever underwear she's got on peeking out from below, not to mention a bit of cleavage on display. As she grins and rubs her hands along the edges of the kimono over her chest, she's joined by her sister... who's just wearing a Canadian flag like it's a robe to cover whatever temptation she's hiding underneath. Whichever Glimmer this is also happens to be wearing a sultry smirk, just like her twin... until they notice that they're not matching.
Kimono-Wearing Glimmer: Gia, what the fuck? I thought we agreed we were going to wear skimpy kimonos because Fatal Fortunes is in Japan, a place that's probably never seen women as stacked and sexy as us?
Gia: I remember that idea being pitched, but I swore we agreed to put on a show that makes Canada Glimmer again and gives this maple leaf more relevance than it's probably had in a long time.
It seems like the twins are not only at an impasse, but have also given us a very easy way to tell them apart for a change... at least, until the tension vanishes and they laugh that haughty laugh they know grates on the nerves of most of the SCW roster. The Canadian flag and skimpy kimono are quickly discarded and tossed at us, briefly shielding the camera's view of the twins. By the time whoever's lucky enough to be filming this grants us sight again, we not only see Gia & Gina in completely identical attire as usual, but also finishing up some movement that implies they took advantage of our temporary blindness to shuffle themselves, making us once again wonder which twin is which as they flaunt their take on the “new year's baby” in the form of white thongs that blend so well with their pale skin we can see the pixellation flicker on and off as though whoever was tasked with censoring this isn't sure whether or not they're naked from the waist down or not. There is censorship going on upstairs though as both women are topless save for a simple “Happy New Year” sash, which does leave at least one breast fully exposed on both women. Rounding out their party attire are the tag title belts, still in their possession and proudly displayed around their waists.
Gia(?): On behalf of Cirque du Sins, KABLAMia and SCW, we'd like to wish all of you a very happy new year.
Gina(?): And if you couldn't help yourselves, you're welcome for the help in starting your 2026 off right.
Gia(?): Of course, you can probably tell that my sis and I ended 2025 on quite the high note. Still undefeated, still tag team champions, and now the newest sinful spokeswomen for KABLAMia.
Gina(?): For our adoring sinners who can't get enough of our circus acts, though, don't worry. We're still the star attraction of Cirque du Sins, that's not changing anytime soon... and neither is the fact that nobody's been able to stop us in SCW.
Gia(?): Look, in the spirit of the holidays, we'll be nice and tell The Vision that they gave it their best shot. But I guess, your best, wasn't goooooood enough.
Gia (we're assuming at least, based on who was standing where prior to their disrobing) can't help but sing that last line, swaying her hips to a melody that only she can hear as she slowly turns around to put that incredible peach of hers on display, knowing the SCW fans have probably been begging to see it. Gina (also assuming) just roll her eyes at her twin's antics and playfully smacks her ass, giving us an enticing jiggle.
Gina(?): It honestly doesn't surprise me that those losers would fall back to their tired old shtick and claim they lost because it was “fate” and call us out in hopes that SCW's next event plays into that enough to give them another shot at us.
Gia(?): Hey, if they want to get embarrassed again, I'm all for it, but they should really just accept that they're not us and let someone else have fun with us in that ring. I'd like to refer to the newly married odd couple of Xander and Selena, my condolences to Deanna on giving up her wife like that without a fight, but apparently the culmination of all our fun and games at their expense to cement our status as SCW's newest and greatest stars is going to have to wait just a little longer.
Gina(?): I give Selena two sentences when she opens her mouth before she's bitching and moaning about how SCW is screwing her over yet again. Listen Frosty, you really need to learn how to loosen up and have some fun. That's how things between you and your wife get dull in the bedroom and cause problems, and that's exactly why you make it so easy to mess with you, especially since we'll always be one step ahead every single time.
Gia(?): Thankfully, SCW seems to have just the fun little idea to help you see things from our perspective for a change.
The twins exchange grins before they lean in, full cleavage on display as they wink and blow kisses to us before the big reveal.
Glimmer Sisters: Fatal Fortunes!
Gina(?): Honestly, this might be the best thing SCW's cooked up since Derek and KABLAMia. Just picture it: two weeks of shows where literally anything can happen. Who's wrestling who, what stipulations are in play, whether or not gold it up for grabs... all of it is decided at pure random. Chaos at its finest.
Gia(?): Now, some of you out there might think such an idea would actually be to our detriment. After all, we've made it no secret that we're schemers who always have a plan for every situation, something everyone who's fallen before us has learned the hard way. If you've been paying attention though, then you'd know our plans always include our own little brand of controlled chaos that no one's been able to figure out yet, and that sure as hell ain't starting in either Japan or Canada.
Gina(?): The only thing you know for sure is that we have to notch another successful defense of these titles around our lovely waists. You don't know the who or the what, nor do you know what other situations you may see us in. For all you know, the two of us could be adding even more gold to decorate ourselves with by the time all is set and done.
Gia(?): When you put it like that sis, it sounds like a nightmare that would give Selena and Xander heart attacks. Pretty sure they've been around long enough where that's got to become a concern here soon.
Gina(?): But it also sounds like a wet dream come true for all those fans, getting to see more of us making the most of Breakdown airtime, perhaps even testing the advertisers if the luck of the draw dictates we need to hit the ring before the watershed hour. Maybe there could even be a little match idea or two in there where you know the two of us could have all the fun you'd all dream of seeing.
Gia(?): What can we say? We're fatal, we're fortunate, and we're here to make all your fantasies come true. A little something for the roster to keep in mind... just in case, beyond defending our titles, any of you find yourselves on our side in the spotlight.
Gina(?): Make no mistake though, the Glimmer Sisters are coming out of Fatal Fortunes the next two weeks the same way we're strutting these sexy asses in: still your bloody tag team champions of the whole fucking world, as our ringmaster loves introducing us as, and still the unbeatable bitches none of you can figure out.
Gia(?): But hey, don't feel bad. Even if you know you're gonna come out a loser when you play this roulette with us, we promise we'll make it worth your while all the same.
Gia & Gina just grin, knowing their words are going to really get under the skin of quite a few people, but as always, they don't care. With one last wink to really punctuate the statement, they pull back and move away from the camera, deciding to officially celebrate the beginning of a new year in similar fashion to how they celebrated their tag title defense back in KABLAMia not that long ago: by popping some champagne to enjoy, even if a good amount of it ends up on their bodies instead of in their mouths, leaving us with quite the steamy sight before the footage abruptly cuts to black here, likely SCW's doing out of fear of where this could potentially go next.