04-17-2026, 11:23 PM
As far as Gia & Gina were concerned?
Everything was right with the world once again.
Well... for the most part.
At the very least, they had reclaimed their tag team gold from Selena & Xander at Retribution, hopefully forcing some long overdue respect from the veterans and proving that no matter how they chose to play this game, they had the bite to back up their bark.
Sadly, they doubted they would ever get such from Selena, who was so far lost in her own little world that she had tried to shrug off the loss immediately and pivoted right back to the world title without any remorse for how she'd gotten it.
Honestly, that whole situation was enough to have Gina seriously consider cashing in her trios contract to try and snipe Selena's world title claim just to see how much further she'd unravel.
Gia: I mean, we already killed her precious winning streak she was shrieking about.
Gina: I embarrassed that Amelia chick pretty thoroughly.
Gia: And Gavin? His whole campaign would be so much hotter if we hijacked it the way he hijacked Derek's attempts to start a club.
Gina: Make SCW Glimmer Again has a much nicer ring to it.
As tempting as the thought was, though, the twins were having way too much fun toying with other options regarding Gina's contract. The idea of getting Destiny in the ring, and maybe forcing her little geeky boy toy to man up and join in on the fun, was already proving to have some serious legs, and the thought of how much they'd piss off the entire roster with such a move had them laughing like the clowns they were.
Gia: Can you imagine how much that anti-social media loser is going to huff and puff over the idea that his little dweeb can play nice more than he can?
Gina: I'd rather think about how the idea might actually make those idiots in The Vision or our old pals Dakoff & Ludpig actually come up with some new material beyond the tired drivel they've been drooling about for ages now.
With Selena & Xander thoroughly knocked off their high horses, the twins were trying to look ahead. They knew they had to make a stop in LA that would see them have to extinguish the European Fiery Nation once more, as if that result was even in question for them, and the only thing that made them sad about it was the fact that they weren't getting a chance to humiliate Hollywood again right in their own backyard. As for the likes of Melinda & Fiona? The Glimmers knew they were ranting and raving about wanting another shot and would no doubt try to do something to cut to the front of the line, but all that meant was they would happily kick their asses straight to the back once again and laugh in their faces about it.
If anything, they knew who should be next if they've been paying attention correctly, but they doubted it would happen.
The fact that there were still so many people out there making this stupid claim that the Light in the Darkness was still the best tag team around today stuck in the twins' craws more than they cared to admit. That “happily married couple” not only hadn't teamed together in months, but may as well be on the verge of a divorce with how much Amelia was trying to become Selena Frost Jr. and Luz was busy having smoke blown up her ass by some cowgirl cunt who is also on the list of people the Glimmers have already embarrassed during their trios fun with James and Enigma. But Luz had been sitting on a title shot courtesy of Fatal Fortunes for months now, and it didn't take a rocket scientist to know who she was trying to save it for.
And truthfully? The Glimmers wanted it, because they wanted to put this nonsense to bed once and for all and prove they were the de facto greatest tag team in SCW period.
The fact that they were focusing so much on their SCW exploits had nothing to do with taking the business more seriously on a regular basis now after they locked in to get their gold back... no, it was a side effect of SCW's ridiculous touring schedule and Lucian's brilliant idea to use this as a trial run of sorts.
While they didn't know what exactly awaited them at this Hubris pay-per-view coming up, they did know they would probably have someone stepping up to fail in ripping their precious tag titles away from them, which made the knowledge that they'd be competing in Australia slightly more frustrating. Normally, this wouldn't have been a problem, but the fact that they were not that far removed from having to go to England to kick Selena & Xander's asses meant just under a month of touring time with Cirque du Sins before they'd have to split from the caravan and catch another international flight. With this in mind, and knowing SCW had a habit of busting out decent-length foreign tours out of the blue, Lucian felt this was as good a time as any to test and see how long his sinful smut show could survive without his sexiest stars.
Watching the show from backstage or up above while waiting for their cue was one thing, but doing so while knowing they wouldn't be going out there at all? It felt weird, in all honesty, even if Lucian had a point. Financially, the circus was still holding strong, and the twins having their titles and champions' bonuses back padded the numbers well enough to keep Antonio and Vincent at bay, but Gia & Gina would be lying if they said they weren't bothered by the idea of not being out there in barely anything at all and strutting their stuff for all these horny losers.
At least they knew things were in good hands without them, at least for the moment.
They tore their gazes away from the dual act of the fire breather and the sword swallower making those acts far more erotic than they already were in a normal circus to glance over at Angel, who was dressed in a thong bikini that not only just barely secured his fake tits, but also somehow didn't shred the thong courtesy of the huge package contained within. If it wasn't for the fact that the drag queen had made it clear he was only into men, Gia & Gina wouldn't have been shy about delaying his act to just jump his bones right then and there as their version of a “good luck kiss.”
Angel: You two sluts enjoying what you can't have?
Gia: What's not to enjoy?
Gina: Seriously Angel, this place is perfect for you. And Lucian doesn't have to sweat like the fat pig that he is about ticket sales if SCW shackles us to some big overseas tour.
Angel: Eh, we both know he'd be sweating his balls off anyway, especially in this heat. But, full disclosure? I'm jealous that you two whores not only got to go fuck around in jolly old England, but it won't be long until you get to give “going down under” a whole new meaning.
Gia: I guess it is pretty fucking sweet going abroad and seeing what kind of fun we can have.
Gina: As if you didn't decide to celebrate us getting our titles back by marching into a pub in a tiny little union jack bikini and nearly getting kicked out trying to make that joint into a strip club.
Angel: Exactly what I'm talking about! Just... do me a favor, and try not to bring back another Lucian while you're in Australia, OK mates?
The twins might have gotten a laugh out of Angel's horrible attempt to replicate Lucian's accent, but they were too busy trying not to throw up at the reminder that their boss was originally an Australian native. They were honestly surprised he hadn't begged to tag along with them, but they chalked it up to either Lucian being smart enough to know he had shows to run even if they were away or him really not wanting to return home, which was likely given how often he bitched and moaned about all the “child safety” restrictions that would've made the very concept of Cirque du Sins a crime against humanity over there.
Gia: Fucking disgusting Angel, thanks for making us want to barf.
Gina: If anything, he might be begging us to kiss our perky asses once we're done giving people over there heart attacks if they're as uptight as he likes to claim.
Angel: Hey, uh, speaking of uptight... what was up with Retribution?
Gia: What do you mean?
Angel: Well, it's just... I saw what you had to say and you really went in hard on that Frosty chick. Being upset something didn't go your way is one thing, but hoo boy, you bitches sounded like you took whatever weird power trip that cunt's tryin' to go on personally.
The twins exchanged glances, a bit taken aback by Angel's sudden interest in the subject. True, they may have treated that match like a personal matter that went beyond just taking the respect they deserved, but Angel had never been so invested in the specifics of the shit they had to say in front of a camera before.
Gina: Why the sudden interest?
Angel: What? Can't I get to know you bitches a little better? You went to bat for me even when I told you I wasn't fucking worth it... if I'm gonna be hanging around here more often, I thought that maybe it wouldn't hurt to understand the Glimmers a little better, y'know?
Gia: Have you considered that maybe our reasons for actually taking offense might be personal?
Angel: Coming from the cunts who dug into my past, which I buried for a reason, trying to help me?
Angel leaned in a little too close as he said that, but Gia didn't back down. Gina, for her part, sneered at Angel's attitude, but she and Gia did feel a little bad. Reluctantly, they knew Angel had a point, even if their intention was never to find out exactly who he was before becoming the drag queen he is today. They exchanged glances again, as if silently debating what to say...
Lucian: And now folks, it's bloody fucking time for our main attraction this evening!
Angel: Heh, looks like the spotlight's on me. Give some thought to what I said and maaaybe we can pick this chat up later, OK?
Before they could say anything, Angel's usual grin was back in place, a wink thrown their way before he sauntered out like the proud slut he was at Lucian's grand introduction for him. As Gia & Gina watched Angel put his own spin on another of their classic acts, they couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at each other while watching him.
Gia: Soooo... that was totally weird, right?
Gina: He does have a point, but to get so aggressive about it?
Gia: Maybe we pissed him off with what we dug up more than we thought?
Gina: Maybe...
It was certainly a possibility, and one the Glimmers were willing to consider as they did accidentally cross a bit of a line just trying to help out someone who deserved so much better. But the way Angel was needling them about it seemed disturbingly similar to the way he acted when he first showed up and made it painfully clear he was Antonio's lackey gunning for their spots...
It actually made the twins glad for the impending distraction of Dakoff & Ludpig come Breakdown, because they needed to give this matter some serious thought before they decided to proceed, because if Angel wasn't as free as they thought and they were walking into a trap?
They didn't even want to imagine what horrors could be waiting for them if they didn't tread lightly.
With Breakdown set to take place in Los Angeles, it almost feels like a crime to ignore a landmark that everyone knows within the city, that being the iconic Hollywood sign. With the sun high in the sky, the letters stand prominently over the section of the city that everyone knows is where all the movie magic happens. We however don't just stare up at the sign like any old tourists. No, we find ourselves slowly making the climb up the hill, moving closer to the sign, and this is when we can barely see two figures at the very top of the hill, right above where the Hollywood sign sits. As we finally reach the sign, we continue past it, as if it's just a pit stop on our journey until we make it to the very top, where we see two grinning figures eagerly awaiting our arrival. It's none other than the Glimmer Sisters lounging on some beach chairs and catching some rays, though one might question what kind of rays they've trying to catch when they're wearing fluffy white fur coats as if they were true Hollywood divas. Still, they've got some shades on, the tag titles are resting on their laps right where they belong, and Gia & Gina certainly look happy to see us.
Gia(?): Enjoy the climb?
Gina(?): Don't worry, we're sure the view up here is totally worth it.
The twins both nod their heads as we turn to look out at the admittedly incredible view over the top of the Hollywood sign. As we turn back to them, we see them giggling.
Gia(?): You guys are so precious... we meant us.
Gina(?): Seriously, who needs to pay attention to some boring old sign when the two hottest women on the planet are laying right here.
Gia(?): And we earned the right to be at the top of this mountain. We have beaten Hollywood... what Gina, three times now?
Gina: Sounds about right, but it's getting harder and harder to keep track of how many times we keep putting the same losers in their place.
Gia: Seriously. I mean... Selena & Xander proved to be a fun little distraction and all, but it's a shame we won't get to kick their asses one more time and humiliate the both of them for good.
Gina: Although... if Gavin can get a world title opportunity by beating Syren before she claimed that crown, then maybe a Selena win at the next pay-per-view means we're first in line to kick Selena's teeth down her throat again and become SCW's first co-world champions.
Gia: And yes Selena, the record books do say you lost to us, even if you weren't pinned. That's how it works, and for a couple of “talentless sluts” like us to know that and the so-called “face” of SCW not to? That's pretty sad, bitch.
Gina: Not as sad as an entire world title match filled with losers we've clearly beaten. I would ask either of our bosses where our world title shot is that we're definitely owed... but I also know I could just do the boring thing and force it to happen.
Gia: Aw... and I was so looking forward to getting to play with Destiny and Wendell in the ring. It would be the hottest match SCW would ever see, and we'd make the both of them look like stars.
Gina: I mean... who says it can't still happen? My contract, my choice, after all... something Selena's victim- I mean, ex-wife, certainly can't claim.
It's that reminder that gets both Gia & Gina to sit up and slowly remove their sunglasses, and the grins on their lips disappear as we see the sheer disgust clearly in their eyes. It's a look that could definitely kill, and maybe the twins are hoping they'll get word that a certain Snow Queen happened to watch and was suddenly found dead because her head exploded from their glares. Slowly, the hatred seems to subside, but they still look a little more serious than usual.
Gia: Look, we know we have a match we should be talking about, but we mean it when we say this Selena: that shit you pulled was on par with shit we know doesn't fly outside the ring and reeks of it, and we will not hesitate to drop all our clowning around and legit knock your teeth down your throat. We're sure those fans would love to see Selena Frost try to continue her career with a jaw permanently wired shut.
Gina: I mean, we're already pushing how much we can get away with on line TV every single week, and we could actually make Selena look good by wearing her blood as bodypaint while she's lying in a heap, broken and crippled so she never pulls this shit with anybody ever again. We mean it Selena... no more games, no more talk about respect you clearly don't deserve, just a trip to the hospital where you get the bad news that your career is over. We don't care if we get fined or suspended or whatever over it... so long as you realize exactly how badly you fucked up here.
Gia: On a lighter note, all this threatening of violence against Selena probably has our old friends Dakoff & Ludpig feeling rock hard to meet us on that ring again.
Gina tries to scoff but can't keep from bursting out laughing.
Gina: You serious, sis? Ludpig maybe, but Mr. “Happily Married”?
Gia: We both know he's lying to himself.
Gina: We also both know exactly what these guys are going to say, because the European Fiery Nation as a whole can be summed up in a few simple phrases.
Gia: “We're the only true tag team around here.” Never mind the fact that we've almost exclusively been a tag team and that hasn't changed since day one.
Gina: “You twins are nothing more than sluts who don't belong here.” And yet, it took two so-called legends to finally stop us, and even that only lasted maybe a month at best before we righted that wrong.
Gia: “We're going to maim and destroy and burninate-” you get the picture, with the cheery on top being them probably claiming we're afraid to face them on their terms... never mind the fact that we've openly said we'll embarrass them in the underground as well, but maybe SCW's just afraid to see what kind of naughty fun we can have with some weapons in hand.
Gina: I mean... they're right to be worried.
As Gina gives us a little wink, we see the fur coats start to slip off her and Gia's shoulders... and it become apparent the second the censors kick in that those fur coats are all the twins are wearing right now for clothing.
Gia: Face the facts boys: getting all buddy-buddy with the world champion doesn't make you any more important. Whether you're following Popcorn Kernal or that old man who used to lead your sorry group or the man who needs a whole entourage to make himself seem more important than he really is, at the end of the day, you're still just bitches following the whims of somebody else.
Gina: Now, if you want to follow us after we inevitably crash the main event party and take our world title from all those undeserving losers we've humiliated up to this point already, we won't mind. But if your hope is to kick our asses to prove you deserve a shot at these titles, and maybe propping Gavin up so he doesn't have to worry about us proving that eventually all that Glimmers in SCW truly is gold... then keep dreaming boys.
Gia: We may not get to embarrass Hollywood again right in their own backyard, but we can still do the next best thing. An international film sensation where we prove that your nation has nothing on us and whatever fire you think you've got? These bodies are much, much hotter.
Gina: Hope you enjoy ending up on the cutting room floor boys, because nobody is coming to Breakdown to see Dakoff and Ludpig make asses of themselves for the millionth time. They're coming to see SCW's only true stars in all our glory.
With those haughty laughs that they know grate on everyone's nerves, which is exactly why they do it, Gia & Gina both stand up, letting the fur coats fall away entirely as they bare it all, the censors immediately kicking into high gear. It doesn't stop the twins from carefully making their way down to the Hollywood sign in the nude, sending us off with the tantalizing image of them posing on the sign itself, those sinfully sexy bodies on full display and their tag team gold proudly held high... all things the European Fiery Nation will never truly get to enjoy up close.
Everything was right with the world once again.
Well... for the most part.
At the very least, they had reclaimed their tag team gold from Selena & Xander at Retribution, hopefully forcing some long overdue respect from the veterans and proving that no matter how they chose to play this game, they had the bite to back up their bark.
Sadly, they doubted they would ever get such from Selena, who was so far lost in her own little world that she had tried to shrug off the loss immediately and pivoted right back to the world title without any remorse for how she'd gotten it.
Honestly, that whole situation was enough to have Gina seriously consider cashing in her trios contract to try and snipe Selena's world title claim just to see how much further she'd unravel.
Gia: I mean, we already killed her precious winning streak she was shrieking about.
Gina: I embarrassed that Amelia chick pretty thoroughly.
Gia: And Gavin? His whole campaign would be so much hotter if we hijacked it the way he hijacked Derek's attempts to start a club.
Gina: Make SCW Glimmer Again has a much nicer ring to it.
As tempting as the thought was, though, the twins were having way too much fun toying with other options regarding Gina's contract. The idea of getting Destiny in the ring, and maybe forcing her little geeky boy toy to man up and join in on the fun, was already proving to have some serious legs, and the thought of how much they'd piss off the entire roster with such a move had them laughing like the clowns they were.
Gia: Can you imagine how much that anti-social media loser is going to huff and puff over the idea that his little dweeb can play nice more than he can?
Gina: I'd rather think about how the idea might actually make those idiots in The Vision or our old pals Dakoff & Ludpig actually come up with some new material beyond the tired drivel they've been drooling about for ages now.
With Selena & Xander thoroughly knocked off their high horses, the twins were trying to look ahead. They knew they had to make a stop in LA that would see them have to extinguish the European Fiery Nation once more, as if that result was even in question for them, and the only thing that made them sad about it was the fact that they weren't getting a chance to humiliate Hollywood again right in their own backyard. As for the likes of Melinda & Fiona? The Glimmers knew they were ranting and raving about wanting another shot and would no doubt try to do something to cut to the front of the line, but all that meant was they would happily kick their asses straight to the back once again and laugh in their faces about it.
If anything, they knew who should be next if they've been paying attention correctly, but they doubted it would happen.
The fact that there were still so many people out there making this stupid claim that the Light in the Darkness was still the best tag team around today stuck in the twins' craws more than they cared to admit. That “happily married couple” not only hadn't teamed together in months, but may as well be on the verge of a divorce with how much Amelia was trying to become Selena Frost Jr. and Luz was busy having smoke blown up her ass by some cowgirl cunt who is also on the list of people the Glimmers have already embarrassed during their trios fun with James and Enigma. But Luz had been sitting on a title shot courtesy of Fatal Fortunes for months now, and it didn't take a rocket scientist to know who she was trying to save it for.
And truthfully? The Glimmers wanted it, because they wanted to put this nonsense to bed once and for all and prove they were the de facto greatest tag team in SCW period.
The fact that they were focusing so much on their SCW exploits had nothing to do with taking the business more seriously on a regular basis now after they locked in to get their gold back... no, it was a side effect of SCW's ridiculous touring schedule and Lucian's brilliant idea to use this as a trial run of sorts.
While they didn't know what exactly awaited them at this Hubris pay-per-view coming up, they did know they would probably have someone stepping up to fail in ripping their precious tag titles away from them, which made the knowledge that they'd be competing in Australia slightly more frustrating. Normally, this wouldn't have been a problem, but the fact that they were not that far removed from having to go to England to kick Selena & Xander's asses meant just under a month of touring time with Cirque du Sins before they'd have to split from the caravan and catch another international flight. With this in mind, and knowing SCW had a habit of busting out decent-length foreign tours out of the blue, Lucian felt this was as good a time as any to test and see how long his sinful smut show could survive without his sexiest stars.
Watching the show from backstage or up above while waiting for their cue was one thing, but doing so while knowing they wouldn't be going out there at all? It felt weird, in all honesty, even if Lucian had a point. Financially, the circus was still holding strong, and the twins having their titles and champions' bonuses back padded the numbers well enough to keep Antonio and Vincent at bay, but Gia & Gina would be lying if they said they weren't bothered by the idea of not being out there in barely anything at all and strutting their stuff for all these horny losers.
At least they knew things were in good hands without them, at least for the moment.
They tore their gazes away from the dual act of the fire breather and the sword swallower making those acts far more erotic than they already were in a normal circus to glance over at Angel, who was dressed in a thong bikini that not only just barely secured his fake tits, but also somehow didn't shred the thong courtesy of the huge package contained within. If it wasn't for the fact that the drag queen had made it clear he was only into men, Gia & Gina wouldn't have been shy about delaying his act to just jump his bones right then and there as their version of a “good luck kiss.”
Angel: You two sluts enjoying what you can't have?
Gia: What's not to enjoy?
Gina: Seriously Angel, this place is perfect for you. And Lucian doesn't have to sweat like the fat pig that he is about ticket sales if SCW shackles us to some big overseas tour.
Angel: Eh, we both know he'd be sweating his balls off anyway, especially in this heat. But, full disclosure? I'm jealous that you two whores not only got to go fuck around in jolly old England, but it won't be long until you get to give “going down under” a whole new meaning.
Gia: I guess it is pretty fucking sweet going abroad and seeing what kind of fun we can have.
Gina: As if you didn't decide to celebrate us getting our titles back by marching into a pub in a tiny little union jack bikini and nearly getting kicked out trying to make that joint into a strip club.
Angel: Exactly what I'm talking about! Just... do me a favor, and try not to bring back another Lucian while you're in Australia, OK mates?
The twins might have gotten a laugh out of Angel's horrible attempt to replicate Lucian's accent, but they were too busy trying not to throw up at the reminder that their boss was originally an Australian native. They were honestly surprised he hadn't begged to tag along with them, but they chalked it up to either Lucian being smart enough to know he had shows to run even if they were away or him really not wanting to return home, which was likely given how often he bitched and moaned about all the “child safety” restrictions that would've made the very concept of Cirque du Sins a crime against humanity over there.
Gia: Fucking disgusting Angel, thanks for making us want to barf.
Gina: If anything, he might be begging us to kiss our perky asses once we're done giving people over there heart attacks if they're as uptight as he likes to claim.
Angel: Hey, uh, speaking of uptight... what was up with Retribution?
Gia: What do you mean?
Angel: Well, it's just... I saw what you had to say and you really went in hard on that Frosty chick. Being upset something didn't go your way is one thing, but hoo boy, you bitches sounded like you took whatever weird power trip that cunt's tryin' to go on personally.
The twins exchanged glances, a bit taken aback by Angel's sudden interest in the subject. True, they may have treated that match like a personal matter that went beyond just taking the respect they deserved, but Angel had never been so invested in the specifics of the shit they had to say in front of a camera before.
Gina: Why the sudden interest?
Angel: What? Can't I get to know you bitches a little better? You went to bat for me even when I told you I wasn't fucking worth it... if I'm gonna be hanging around here more often, I thought that maybe it wouldn't hurt to understand the Glimmers a little better, y'know?
Gia: Have you considered that maybe our reasons for actually taking offense might be personal?
Angel: Coming from the cunts who dug into my past, which I buried for a reason, trying to help me?
Angel leaned in a little too close as he said that, but Gia didn't back down. Gina, for her part, sneered at Angel's attitude, but she and Gia did feel a little bad. Reluctantly, they knew Angel had a point, even if their intention was never to find out exactly who he was before becoming the drag queen he is today. They exchanged glances again, as if silently debating what to say...
Lucian: And now folks, it's bloody fucking time for our main attraction this evening!
Angel: Heh, looks like the spotlight's on me. Give some thought to what I said and maaaybe we can pick this chat up later, OK?
Before they could say anything, Angel's usual grin was back in place, a wink thrown their way before he sauntered out like the proud slut he was at Lucian's grand introduction for him. As Gia & Gina watched Angel put his own spin on another of their classic acts, they couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at each other while watching him.
Gia: Soooo... that was totally weird, right?
Gina: He does have a point, but to get so aggressive about it?
Gia: Maybe we pissed him off with what we dug up more than we thought?
Gina: Maybe...
It was certainly a possibility, and one the Glimmers were willing to consider as they did accidentally cross a bit of a line just trying to help out someone who deserved so much better. But the way Angel was needling them about it seemed disturbingly similar to the way he acted when he first showed up and made it painfully clear he was Antonio's lackey gunning for their spots...
It actually made the twins glad for the impending distraction of Dakoff & Ludpig come Breakdown, because they needed to give this matter some serious thought before they decided to proceed, because if Angel wasn't as free as they thought and they were walking into a trap?
They didn't even want to imagine what horrors could be waiting for them if they didn't tread lightly.
*~*~*~*
With Breakdown set to take place in Los Angeles, it almost feels like a crime to ignore a landmark that everyone knows within the city, that being the iconic Hollywood sign. With the sun high in the sky, the letters stand prominently over the section of the city that everyone knows is where all the movie magic happens. We however don't just stare up at the sign like any old tourists. No, we find ourselves slowly making the climb up the hill, moving closer to the sign, and this is when we can barely see two figures at the very top of the hill, right above where the Hollywood sign sits. As we finally reach the sign, we continue past it, as if it's just a pit stop on our journey until we make it to the very top, where we see two grinning figures eagerly awaiting our arrival. It's none other than the Glimmer Sisters lounging on some beach chairs and catching some rays, though one might question what kind of rays they've trying to catch when they're wearing fluffy white fur coats as if they were true Hollywood divas. Still, they've got some shades on, the tag titles are resting on their laps right where they belong, and Gia & Gina certainly look happy to see us.
Gia(?): Enjoy the climb?
Gina(?): Don't worry, we're sure the view up here is totally worth it.
The twins both nod their heads as we turn to look out at the admittedly incredible view over the top of the Hollywood sign. As we turn back to them, we see them giggling.
Gia(?): You guys are so precious... we meant us.
Gina(?): Seriously, who needs to pay attention to some boring old sign when the two hottest women on the planet are laying right here.
Gia(?): And we earned the right to be at the top of this mountain. We have beaten Hollywood... what Gina, three times now?
Gina: Sounds about right, but it's getting harder and harder to keep track of how many times we keep putting the same losers in their place.
Gia: Seriously. I mean... Selena & Xander proved to be a fun little distraction and all, but it's a shame we won't get to kick their asses one more time and humiliate the both of them for good.
Gina: Although... if Gavin can get a world title opportunity by beating Syren before she claimed that crown, then maybe a Selena win at the next pay-per-view means we're first in line to kick Selena's teeth down her throat again and become SCW's first co-world champions.
Gia: And yes Selena, the record books do say you lost to us, even if you weren't pinned. That's how it works, and for a couple of “talentless sluts” like us to know that and the so-called “face” of SCW not to? That's pretty sad, bitch.
Gina: Not as sad as an entire world title match filled with losers we've clearly beaten. I would ask either of our bosses where our world title shot is that we're definitely owed... but I also know I could just do the boring thing and force it to happen.
Gia: Aw... and I was so looking forward to getting to play with Destiny and Wendell in the ring. It would be the hottest match SCW would ever see, and we'd make the both of them look like stars.
Gina: I mean... who says it can't still happen? My contract, my choice, after all... something Selena's victim- I mean, ex-wife, certainly can't claim.
It's that reminder that gets both Gia & Gina to sit up and slowly remove their sunglasses, and the grins on their lips disappear as we see the sheer disgust clearly in their eyes. It's a look that could definitely kill, and maybe the twins are hoping they'll get word that a certain Snow Queen happened to watch and was suddenly found dead because her head exploded from their glares. Slowly, the hatred seems to subside, but they still look a little more serious than usual.
Gia: Look, we know we have a match we should be talking about, but we mean it when we say this Selena: that shit you pulled was on par with shit we know doesn't fly outside the ring and reeks of it, and we will not hesitate to drop all our clowning around and legit knock your teeth down your throat. We're sure those fans would love to see Selena Frost try to continue her career with a jaw permanently wired shut.
Gina: I mean, we're already pushing how much we can get away with on line TV every single week, and we could actually make Selena look good by wearing her blood as bodypaint while she's lying in a heap, broken and crippled so she never pulls this shit with anybody ever again. We mean it Selena... no more games, no more talk about respect you clearly don't deserve, just a trip to the hospital where you get the bad news that your career is over. We don't care if we get fined or suspended or whatever over it... so long as you realize exactly how badly you fucked up here.
Gia: On a lighter note, all this threatening of violence against Selena probably has our old friends Dakoff & Ludpig feeling rock hard to meet us on that ring again.
Gina tries to scoff but can't keep from bursting out laughing.
Gina: You serious, sis? Ludpig maybe, but Mr. “Happily Married”?
Gia: We both know he's lying to himself.
Gina: We also both know exactly what these guys are going to say, because the European Fiery Nation as a whole can be summed up in a few simple phrases.
Gia: “We're the only true tag team around here.” Never mind the fact that we've almost exclusively been a tag team and that hasn't changed since day one.
Gina: “You twins are nothing more than sluts who don't belong here.” And yet, it took two so-called legends to finally stop us, and even that only lasted maybe a month at best before we righted that wrong.
Gia: “We're going to maim and destroy and burninate-” you get the picture, with the cheery on top being them probably claiming we're afraid to face them on their terms... never mind the fact that we've openly said we'll embarrass them in the underground as well, but maybe SCW's just afraid to see what kind of naughty fun we can have with some weapons in hand.
Gina: I mean... they're right to be worried.
As Gina gives us a little wink, we see the fur coats start to slip off her and Gia's shoulders... and it become apparent the second the censors kick in that those fur coats are all the twins are wearing right now for clothing.
Gia: Face the facts boys: getting all buddy-buddy with the world champion doesn't make you any more important. Whether you're following Popcorn Kernal or that old man who used to lead your sorry group or the man who needs a whole entourage to make himself seem more important than he really is, at the end of the day, you're still just bitches following the whims of somebody else.
Gina: Now, if you want to follow us after we inevitably crash the main event party and take our world title from all those undeserving losers we've humiliated up to this point already, we won't mind. But if your hope is to kick our asses to prove you deserve a shot at these titles, and maybe propping Gavin up so he doesn't have to worry about us proving that eventually all that Glimmers in SCW truly is gold... then keep dreaming boys.
Gia: We may not get to embarrass Hollywood again right in their own backyard, but we can still do the next best thing. An international film sensation where we prove that your nation has nothing on us and whatever fire you think you've got? These bodies are much, much hotter.
Gina: Hope you enjoy ending up on the cutting room floor boys, because nobody is coming to Breakdown to see Dakoff and Ludpig make asses of themselves for the millionth time. They're coming to see SCW's only true stars in all our glory.
With those haughty laughs that they know grate on everyone's nerves, which is exactly why they do it, Gia & Gina both stand up, letting the fur coats fall away entirely as they bare it all, the censors immediately kicking into high gear. It doesn't stop the twins from carefully making their way down to the Hollywood sign in the nude, sending us off with the tantalizing image of them posing on the sign itself, those sinfully sexy bodies on full display and their tag team gold proudly held high... all things the European Fiery Nation will never truly get to enjoy up close.