Hollywood vs. The Glimmer Sisters

[Konrad Raab]

4 RP Limit for tag

3500 Word Limit Per RP

Deadline: 11:59:59 pm ET FRIDAY, June 13, 2025

[Glimmer]

Cirque du Sins, known worldwide as a festival of flesh and a real show for those looking for the peak of lewd entertainment, packed full of freaks and treats to delight the eyes in more ways than one. There's always something for everyone at this adult circus, including arguably the most desirable prize of them all:

The Glimmer Sisters

Gia & Gina Glimmer first appeared on the scene at Cirque du Sins about five or so years ago and almost immediately stole the show. And how could they not? Their bodies were considered perfect to appease anybody looking for some “adult entertainment” and they were always willing to go above and beyond to give the fans a show. They thrived on being a feast for the eyes and a temptation that made your groin desperate for attention.

Not much may be known about these twin sisters, but what is known is that they're hot as hell and Cirque du Sins is the perfect place for them to flaunt what they've got.

Tonight is no different, as a show is in full swing and all eyes are currently on the twins as they pull off the final pose of their act. The trapeze was calling their names tonight, and they both found themselves on each side of a bar that was slowing to a stop, but they didn't mind. How could they? They'd both perched themselves on this bar perfectly, pelvises kissing and legs spread into a full split as they clung to the bar in a handstand, their upper bodies bent like true contortionists so they could look out at their adoring fans with the kind of wicked grins that they knew had people soiling their underwear as the cherry on top. Between the heavy makeup, the cyan streaks dyed into their black ponytails, and definitely the fact that their attire was literally just black tape forming an X over their nipples and probably the skimpiest teal G-strings you've ever seen in your life, was it any wonder why the circus crowd tonight was feeling maybe a little too hot?

Lucian: How 'bout that, folks? Give it up for the sexy little gems that always light up your night: the Glimmer Sisters!

The twins could only giggle to themselves and give a little shake of their asses as their bar began to slowly ascend to the hidden platform among the rafters so they could safely untangle themselves. Down in center stage, the ringmaster of this circus of carnal desire had appeared beneath the spotlight now. Lucian Lurid looked kind of like the result you'd get if you crossed a slightly overweight basement dweller, your typical-looking ringmaster, and the face and hair of a man who clearly did porn. He always had a sleazy air about him, but most figured it was just part of the act he put on as the ringmaster of arguably one of the most notorious adult circuses on the planet at this point.

The truth was that Lucian was as much of a greedy sleazeball as he portrayed, and his eyes were already scanning the crowd for potential victims, especially with the little stunt he was about to pull between acts.

Lucian: Alright mates, I have a special little surprise for all of you who enjoyed seeing the twins in action. What if I told you that if you were willing to pay a little extra for that premium Lust Ticket, you could find yourselves enjoying the company of those titillating twins for a little while? Huh? What do you think about that?

The crowd went nuts, and Lucian knew they would. Gia & Gina were arguably his most popular act, and the chance to spend some “private time” with them was probably the biggest reason he could get away with charging $100 more for the Lust Ticket, which was absolutely a rip-off outside of being entered into a drawing after every act for a little 1-on-1 time (or 2-on-1 in the case of the twins) with some of the sinful performers purveying their flesh. Lucian didn't care if it was a rip-off though, because for as much money as his raunchy little circus raked in, he needed more moolah and he needed it bad.

Lucian: Alright, all you lustful sinners. Cue the spotlights and let's see who the biggest sinner for the Glimmers is tonight!

A series of spotlights came to life and began roaming the “Lust Ring” section where all who bought the Lust Ticket were told to sit to make this process easier. Each and every one of them were on their feet, eager to be the one who would get picked.

If only they knew...

The truth of the matter was that 95% of the time, this drawing was rigged. Lucian had enough connections to be able to know which prey he wanted to end up in the lion's den with which act of his, ESPECIALLY the twins. Instead of the spotlights spiraling around before converging on a random winner, they would stop with the press of a button in his coat pocket on whoever he was targeting. He had his reasons, mostly for forming new “connections” because his circus attracted a ton of people who were perfect blackmail material since being caught in a place like this would be a death sentence for their public image, but it never stopped them from coming because they somehow never believed Lucian's slimy greed was anything more than an act until it was too late.

As he gazed over the Lust Ring with his wicked grin, he found one particular man standing out to him in the third row near the aisle. To anyone else, this man would be inconspicuous enough that you'd question why Lucian would rig the drawing in his favor. But Lucian had a few connections in the wrestling world, and through them, he knew this man was a talent scout for Supreme Championship Wrestling, arguably one of the biggest promotions in the entire world right now. Lucian would easily gamble on this man not being here to scout talent but just to enjoy himself, but that position of his made him the perfect target for Lucian to trap alone in a room with his most popular act.

Lucian: And it looks like we have a winner!

Lucian had to dial back the wicked glee in his grin as he pressed the button in his coat pocket and the spotlights all stopped over the talent scout, who looked almost stunned that he'd won. A few men and women sitting next to him immediately began trying to shove him out of the spotlight so they could take his place, but security was quick to restrain them.

Lucian: Now, now, there's no need for any of that, mates! There's still plenty of wicked delights to tempt your souls with tonight, and you don't want to lose out on your chance by having the dirt outside be the only thing you kiss tonight, do ya? To our lucky winner, security will escort you to where you need to go when the show's all done, alright? But! Now that we have that out of the way, who's ready for things to get a little “wild” up in this big top!?

The delighted roar of the sinful, horny crowd gave way to the Cirque du Sins version of a lion tamer act, except the “lion” in their case was a very attractive woman dressed like a hungry lioness about to engage in acts with her “tamer” that would have easily qualified as bestiality roleplay.

Lucian: Ah, these sick fucks will eat up anything I give 'em.

Lucian laughed to himself as he stepped backstage, knowing the act would go off without a hitch as all of his performers were very well trained, in one meaning or another. Right now, his primary focus was on finding the twins, who he caught making their way down the steps from the rafters as they engaged in playful conversation.

Gia: Did you see how badly some of those fucks clearly creamed themselves with that final pose?

Gina: Kind of hard not to when WE put our tits and asses out there like that, Gia.

Gia: How much you want to bet half those women out there wished they had assets like ours?

Gina: Why? So they can imagine us when they do this?

As they stepped off the final step, Gina gave Gia's ass a hearty smack, causing her to gasp at the jiggle of her cheeks. Unsurprisingly, she returned the favor, the twins grinning at one another and laughing over the spell they know their bodies always cast over the circus crowd.

Lucian: There's my money makers!

As Lucian approached them, the twins' smiles began to turn upside-down a little bit. Don't get it twisted, they love performing for Cirque du Sins and they're grateful to Lucian for giving them the big break, but their relationship with the ringmaster was... tainted, to put it bluntly. As much as they loved putting their bodies out there and enjoyed how much people drooled over them and made space in their kinkiest fantasies to picture the twins being part of it, they also loved being able to make money so they could pay their bills and enjoy themselves too. Lucian, however, apparently felt the need to constantly skim quite a bit of their paychecks, leaving them with just enough to pay their shit and maybe indulge in themselves a tiny bit. He'd hide behind fine print in their contracts to justify it, but they were allowed to be justified in hating him for it.

They knew the real reason why he did it to them and everybody else, and he knew they knew since they'd agreed to help him with that particular issue, but they were absolutely doing it for the circus that allowed them to shine as nearly-naked stars, not for the greedy slimeball who'd gotten himself so deep into this mess that the circus itself could suffer as a result.

Gina: Is there a reason you're so happy, Lucian?

Gia: Besides admiring what we won't allow you to have until you pay off your debt to us?

Lucian: Now ladies, we've already worked all that out, huh? No need to get so hostile, especially when I've got a prime opportunity for you to help get us out of this pickle once and for all.

Gina: What? Did you somehow manage to lure another senator in to try and “convince” them not to play moral guardian and look to shut us down?

Lucian: Hey, you ladies really saved our bacon with that one, don't try to act like you didn't, yeah? But no, this actually has something to do with our little side hustle that's been helping out a lot. Do the letters SCW mean anything to you ladies?

Gina: Are they supposed to?

Gia: Does it stand for Sinful Cuck Ward? Because that's sounds like the perfect idea for a porno we could-

Lucian: No! It stands for Supreme Championship Wrestling! One of the biggest god damned wrestling promotions in the entire freaking world!

Gia & Gina exchanged glances, their lips twitching into smiles a little more now. They weren't dumb, they'd heard about SCW even if they didn't particularly care as much as some other people might have. They just loved playing stupid to drive Lucian up a wall as payback for how much he's screwed them out of a proper pay day for years now. The truth behind his actions, though, was exactly the reason why the twins knew about SCW.

As much as they maybe didn't look the part, especially being practically naked right now, Gia & Gina were wrestlers outside of the R-rated circus acts they performed.

It had been Lucian's idea through some of his connections, giving the twins a second source of income in exchange for Lucian getting a cut of their profits, and it certainly had helped in supplementing their income. As far as they were concerned, Gia & Gina were good, actually establishing themselves in the span of the past year as quite the dangerous tag team act, though a lot of that had less to do with being top tier wrestlers and more to do with the games and tricks they'd resort to, because if there was an avenue to get to the top, they'd gladly explore it for the chance at more fame, more eyes on them and especially more money.

Who cares if other wrestlers got salty about it and believed the Glimmers didn't belong in their world. They could stay mad and kiss the twins' perfect asses.

Lucian: Look, I rigged your drawing tonight so that you've got an SCW talent scout that'll be waiting to “meet” you. As much as I know you ladies have had your fun embarrassing some of these other companies, they're small fish, yeah? SCW's the big leagues. Think of the money you could make if you slither your way to the top there!

Gina: We HAVE been getting bored running through where we've been wrestling at.

Gia: In one form or another, heh.

Gina: Don't worry Lucian, we'll “convince” this scout of our talents, easy.

Gia: Just remember that we get to keep most of what we make from this big fish.

Lucian: Hey, if you ladies start making the really big bucks, even my cut should be more than enough to wrap up our little “problem” once and for all.

Gia & Gina nodded before walking past Lucian to go and meet with their “winner” since the show would be wrapping up here soon, Lucian's lecherous grin following them. He went to go try and sneak a smack of Gia's plump peach, but Gina grabbed his wrist and twisted it before he could make contact.

Gina: You may be our boss Lucian, but you still have to pay up if you want to touch.

Lucian: Right, right...

Gina let go of his wrist as she and Gia rolled their eyes, leaving the sleazy ringmaster to mumble to himself about being denied as they sauntered their way towards the “Lust Chamber” that was set aside for them. There was no denying how brilliant an idea it was on Lucian's part to set this up, given how desperate people out there always were for “companionship” these days, especially from those who were so sexy they may as well have been lust incarnate. There'd be no need to throw any clothes on, just Gina grabbing her phone from the charging station and making sure she had something ready to go on it before Gia turned the doorknob just so she could “accidentally” hip check it open.

There, sitting on a plush couch against the far wall, was the SCW talent scout.

He certainly wasn't anything to write home about in the looks department, but the twins figured that usually worked out for him because he'd be easy to lose in a crowd until he approached you with a potential contract offer if he liked what he saw. Gia & Gina could only grin to each other as the latter closed and locked the door, knowing by the audible gulp they heard from the clearly nervous man that they were definitely going to make sure he liked what he saw of them, alright.

Gina: So you're the lucky lustful sinner that gets to hang with us tonight, huh?

Gia: You got a name, stud?

Adrian: It's, uh... Adrian.

Gia: Adrian? Nice name.

Gina: You nervous, Adrian?

Adrian: Maybe a little. I, uh, wasn't expecting to get picked.

Gia & Gina exchange predatory grins at this, knowing they already had their prey right where they wanted him.

Gia: Don't worry, we'll make sure you have a good time tonight. And, maybe, you can even help us out a little bit in return.

Adrian: Help you out?

Gia nodded to Gina, who wasted no time in spinning around and taking a seat right on Adrian's lap, immediately flustering the poor guy. Gia just laughed as she sat down right beside him, guiding his chin to rest on her twin sister's shoulder as she pulled up a video on her phone.

Gina: We heard through the grapevine that you're a scout for Supreme Championship Wrestling. Is that true?

Adrian: I... what... how did you...?

Gia: Shhh... we have our sources, big guy. We just want to know before we get started, what you think of our “talent.”

Gina began playing the video of one of their tag matches on the independent scene. While it was a clear enough indication of the wrestling talent the two did manage to possess, it also put their trickery on full display. Maybe Adrian wouldn't have seemed too enraptured by what he was watching, but the fact that he had a nearly naked Glimmer on his lap not-so-subtly grinding against him certainly wasn't helping matters.

Adrian: You... you two are wrestlers?

Gia: It's a little side hobby we've picked up.

Gina: We started last year and we've quickly been climbing the ranks.

Adrian: Well, I... I wasn't expecting this, but...

Gia: We're just full of surprises.

Gina: Enough surprises to, I don't know, maybe be worthy of some contracts with SCW?

Adrian's eyes nearly popped out of his skull at the blunt request. He tried to push Gina off of him, but she made sure her ass was firmly planted on his lap and Gia wasn't about to let him get very far anyway.

Adrian: Look ladies, I'm a professional. I don't know what kind of stunt you're pulling, but... you're good, but not SCW good, in my brutally honest opinion. You need more experience under your belts, and you certainly can't try to coerce me to-

Gia: To what? “Accidentally” send some very incriminating photos to your talent relations boss about the kind of “talent” you really “scout” on the weekends?

A wink from Gia was the only warning the poor guy got before Gina snapped a selfie of the very compromising position he was in, making sure the fact that his lap was where her ass had decided to make its home right now was crystal clear.

Adrian: No, please, I... I can't...

Gina: Hey, don't worry, nobody HAS to see this, and it'd be rude of us to let a fan of ours go home empty-handed.

Gia: So how about we get you a little more... “acquainted” with some of our talents, Mr. Scout?

It would be a little while until Lucian wandered through the hallway where the Lust Chambers were, cackling to himself at the sounds he heard from the other side of the doors as he gleefully counted a fat stack of money from tonight's profits. When he reached the door where he knew the Glimmer Sisters were, he watched it open as Adrian slowly stumbled out of it, looking like he was the happiest man in the world. Gia and Gina weren't too far behind, the only notable change for them being their G-strings were now missing.

Lucian: Looks like this lustful sinner definitely enjoyed his prize!

Adrian: It was... holy shit... I, uh... I'll see what I can do and keep in touch...

Adrian slowly stumbled away, one of the security guards guiding him out. Gia & Gina winked to Lucian while waving goodbye to the talent scout, confident that they'd passed their little “audition” and SCW would soon become their newest stage to play on. Lucian simply cackled even more and went to go pull the twins close to him, but they slipped free before he could even grasp them and slammed the door right in his face.

Lucian: Ungrateful bitches. Aw well, as long as they keep making money, it'll all be worth it.

Gia & Gina could clearly hear him from the other side of the door as they slid down to sit against it, but they let it slide for now. After all, this was for them and for the circus, not necessarily for the man running it. But they couldn't help but be giddy, thinking about how SCW would put them on television and all the fun they could have messing with the roster and testing several lines with what they could get away with.

In their minds, they'd taken the first step into already becoming the new queens in charge of the place, and it wouldn't be long before every SCW wrestler would be lining up to kiss their asses and beg to bask in the Glimmer of these twisted twin Sisters.

[Corner G]

The Great Hollywood Gala
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[Glimmer]

Lucian Lurid looked like a regular Scrooge McDuck sitting in his office, surrounded by fat stacks of cash he was counting and dividing up into piles. Needless to say, business for the Cirque du Sins was going great, and under normal circumstances, having this much money to the name of his adult circus should have warranted a grin on his face and a rather absurd idea such as taking a bath in all this cash or something truly Scroogey like trying to swim through a vault full of it. Screw the physics that said it wasn't possible, Lucian believed anything was possible and the success of his circus was living proof of that.

Unfortunately, for as much as Lucian wanted nothing more than to just drop his robe around his ankles and plop his naked body of questionable attractiveness into an inflatable kiddie pool way too small for him just so he could treat these bills like they were soapy bubbles in a bubble bath, he could only scowl as he realized that profits for the month weren't going to be enough to meet a very specific goal.

Lucian: Damn it! You'd think I'd have had enough by now given that sales have been up, especially with that Lust Ticket. Something's got to change here in the next few weeks or things might be getting ugly.

The ringmaster huffed as he set aside a pile for something very specific, going through all possible avenues in his head. There were still several more stops that Cirque du Sins would be making before the month was over, and historically the hot summer months always brought in peak attendance, so they should be able to hit the goal without too much trouble. He debated skimming a fair amount from the pay he still owed all his acts, which explained a separate pile of cash, but some quick math revealed that alone wouldn't make up the difference. Just banking on high enough attendance, especially if he could keep getting a good amount of people buying the Lust Ticket, seemed like his best bet, but Lucian was never a man who gambled without an ace in the hole.

Unfortunately, his usual ace of the Glimmer Sisters and their side hustle of wrestling didn't seem like it was going to do it this time between them not being booked as much for some reason and their insistence on keeping a larger cut of the money they made this time around.

Lucian: Those bloody cunts. Yeah, they're not wrong, but they're fucking all of us right now and this isn't the way I like to get fucked, damn it!

Before Lucian could get too lost in ranting over the stress he was under because of whatever was going on, there was a knock at his office door. Grumbling to himself, he stormed over and nearly threw it off its hinges opening it to see one of his backstage technicians on the other side.

Lucian: WHAT!?

Technician: I... apologize for the interruption of whatever you were doing, Mr. Lurid. I was just bringing you the mail...

The guy shakily handed over the mail in question, and Lucian snatched it out of his hands and nodded his thanks before watching the man scurry off, leaving him to close the door and skim through the small pile.

Lucian: Junk... junk... bill for renting space... complaint... oooh, hello, what kind of beauty might you be?

Lucian threw all the other envelopes aside, making a note to pick them up later... maybe. His focus was solely on a letter that had the seal of Supreme Championship Wrestling stamped onto it, addressed to Gia & Gina Glimmer. That fact didn't stop him from ripping it open and exploring its contents, which only got him laughing like a psychotic clown. And why wouldn't he laugh? If what he was seeing was true, then maybe he had an ace in the hole after all.

That was enough to make him remember that this envelope wasn't even addressed to him, but it was the perfect excuse that had him practically bouncing out to the trailers where his performers resided until he found the one he was looking for. His knock was almost too eager, but it did the trick as it opened rather quickly and his devilish grin met the annoyed looks of his twin stars, dressed only in lacy black bras and thongs and looking like they'd only recently woken up.

Gia: Is there a reason you're bothering us at the asscrack of dawn?

Lucian: Oi, it's almost noon!

Gina: And that's not an explanation, so if you don't mind, we'll be getting back to trying to enjoy a day off now.

Gina went to slam the trailer door in Lucian's face, but he quickly thrust the SCW envelope out to stop her. This didn't stop the door from being slammed on his arm, though, which caused him to drop it and pull his arm back in clear pain.

Lucian: Ow! Bloody hell, you bitch!

Gia: Considering you were clearly snooping through our mail again, I think Gina should slammed it harder and cut your damn hand off.

Lucian: Will you just bloody look at it? Your efforts from a few nights ago were rewarded!

Lucian continued to rant and rave outside, but Gia & Gina tuned him out as the latter pulled out the contents of the envelope: copies of a pair of official SCW contracts and a letter from one of their soon-to-be new bosses or whatever welcoming them aboard, along with a notice of their debut match on June 13th in St. Louis. It didn't take a rocket scientist to know why Lucian was excited about this development, but Gia & Gina wanted to have their own satisfaction untainted by Lucian's sleaziness as the fruits of their “labor” a few nights ago were now blooming.

Gia: Looks like we've got a brand new playground to strut our stuff, Gina.

Gina: Then I guess we better give them a first impression they'll never forget.

That got the twins' beautiful asses in gear for the day, because one thing they knew for sure that even Lucian could agree with? SCW had no idea what they were about to bear witness to, and Gia & Gina had no intention of disappointing.

*~*~*~*

???: LIGHTS! CAMERA! ACTION, BITCHES!

We open up to the sound of a pair of voices you've probably never heard before, or if you have, then you'd be seriously questioning why you're hearing them in this context. They sound almost identical, though there's enough of a difference in tone that it's clear there's two voices speaking simultaneously. As for the sight that greets our eyes... well, it's quite a sight alright. Two women stand with their backs to us, black hair tied into ponytails and dyed with cyan streaks. Their clearly curvy figures are stuffed into form-fitting dresses, though one would be hard-pressed to consider them proper dresses when the backs dip so low that you can literally see a peek of black lace thongs from both women. Slowly, they shimmy and swivel their hips, dancing to a tune that only they can hear as they turn around, revealing grins highlights by black lipstock and eye shadow, not to mention the front of the dress being just as immodest as the back by revealing a ton of cleavage. Slowly, seductively, they lean forward, motioning for the camera to come closer as they proudly flaunt the cleavage they have on display.

???: Are you ready for the show?

All of a sudden, more of the surrounding area lights up, revealing some sort of stage that wouldn't feel out of place on a Hollywood lot. A neon sign bursts to life, revealing the name GLIMMER SISTERS in vibrant colors that would make a rainbow blush. The hungry grins of the two sexy women only seem to grow wider, even as we get a close-up of their faces, which has the unfortunate side effect of hiding their dynamite bodies.

Gina: Allow us to properly introduce ourselves to all our new fans in SCW. I'm Gina Glimmer.

Gia: And I'm Gia Glimmer! That makes us the Glimmer Sisters!

Gina: It should also be obvious that we're twins, but that just means double the trouble to watch out for when SCW's hottest new act graces its ring for the very first time this Friday night on Breakdown.

Gia: Maybe you've seen us somewhere before, and if you did, we hope you enjoyed what you saw. But, surprise! We're not just a sexy circus act for all you horny freaks out there to get yourselves off to as we're clearly everyone's wet dream. Truth be told, we've actually been doing a little bit of wrestling on the side. Hard to blame us girls when we need some more green in our bank accounts, but wouldn't you know it? Turns out we're actually pretty good at kicking people's asses and looking smoking hot while doing it!

Gina: Good enough to earn ourselves some contracts for what we've heard is the biggest wrestling place in the world today. Well... that's what we've heard, but I'm just not seeing it. Yeah, you've got a lot of big dudes and people who clearly love literally bathing in the blood of their enemies a little too much, and yeah, we're expecting a whole lot of you to watch us do our thing and then get your panties in a twist over who we are and how we do things, but let's be honest? If we're supposed to care what any of you think, we'd be just as boring as each and every one of you. The Glimmer Sisters do what we want, when we want, and we invite any of you to try and stop us, if you think you can.

Gina punctuates this with a wink as Gia licks her lips in a way that likely sends a shiver down your spine.

Gia: So, we've been told that our first victims- I mean, opponents, are Hollywood. Not gonna lie, part of me wanted to believe that we were actually going to take on Hollywood itself in a wrestling match because I think we can all agree that place could use a couple of hot, talented stars like us to kick its ass and clean it up so you all can actually have some movies worth spending money on to go see in theaters or stream on Netflix or whatever you prefer to do wasting your free time wishing your movies had the likes of us staring back at you through the screen.

Gina: Maybe one day, sis. But no, as entertaining as that would've been, apparently “Hollywood” in this case doesn't refer to the actual city/movie industry, nor does it even refer to actual Hollywood stars doubling as wrestlers. Instead, it's referring to brothers who, as far as we can tell, are a pair of scandal-prone influencers trying to make a name for themselves as wrestlers, not to mention shadowing some backstage interviewer who would give up whatever role she's trying out for to us in a heartbeat the moment she saw us and realized there was no contest. Yeah, it's not a lot to go on, but that almost feels symbolic in a way of just how little these two supposedly matter that SCW didn't seem to mind making them our first step up to the very top.

Gia: At least they're kind of handsome, and I'd bet the thong I'm wearing under this dress that the moment they lay eyes on us, they'll know the truth: the Glimmer Sisters are irresistible and your best bet to get to know us better is just to accept that we're the best thing that'll ever happen in your careers and let us have this one. I know, that sounds like we're asking an awful lot of you guys, but think about how much better the consolation prize would be compared to some silly little win that doesn't actually mean anything, right?

Gia steps back, her hips shimmying as she gives the camera a knowing grin. She reaches behind herself, fiddling with something behind her back as her hips keep shaking, with Gina just watching her twin in amusement. Finally, Gia lifts the bottom of her dress a bit and kicks her foot, a familiar black lace thong hitting us right in the face as the implications are left up to our imagination. Gia, however, doesn't seem the least bit embarrassed or ashamed of what she's done, nor does Gina for her sister.

Gina: Of course, maybe you think it wouldn't be worth it. Maybe you believe you do need that win. After all, word is we've signed on just in time for a big and important time of the year around here, and maybe you think every win is necessary. That's fine if you think that way. If anything, it sounds like a fun game that we can play too. After all, first impressions are everything, and Gia and I know a thing or two about leaving a LASTING impression on people. So if you want to play rough, we can play rough too. Just remember that it didn't have to be this way, or that we gave you a chance to experience the greatest moment of your lives and you chose to get your asses kicked instead. We don't know you, after all, and for all we know, you could maybe be trying to be a little less scandal-prone, especially since we're quite the scandal in our own right.

Gia: That's where this gets fun! See, even if we don't really know you or what you two want to be like, we do have the benefit of a little “Hollywood rewind” to actually have an idea of what you both bring to the table. Us, on the other hand? You've got nothing. No film reel, no VHS, no DVD, nothing digital, just the knowledge that you're going to be sharing the ring with two very hot pieces of ass and that alone should have you boys sweating. But, say you actually are able to pull your act together, you'll realize pretty quickly that you're flying blind here, especially against an act unlike anything SCW has ever seen before. We're unique, we know we can put on a show and put asses in those seats to help SCW's bottom line, and we're going to leave you Hollywood boys reeling one way or another. So, the scene is set boys. You want to make this easy on yourselves?

Gina: Or do you want us to leave you on the cutting room floor?

Gia: Either way? We're walking out of St. Louis with the first win of our new SCW careers, and soon everybody will be bowing down and lining up to plant their lips firmly on our perfect asses as they worship us like the goddesses that we are and watch as we ascend to the very top of this place, because that's just how the Glimmer Sister act is supposed to end.

Gia & Gina's grins somehow become even hungrier as they stare us down one last time, like a prime piece of meat, before they saunter away, the camera struggling to keep from drifting low enough that it might catch something that could get SCW into deep trouble. It does, at least, lower to where Gia's thong landed after hitting us in the face, and this is the last thing we see before the lights go out, the action comes to an end for now, and the camera stops rolling.