European Fiery Nation vs. The Glimmer Sisters

[Konrad Raab]

SCW World Tag Team Championship

4 RP Limit for tag

3500 Word Per RP

Deadline: 11:59:59 pm ET Friday, December 5, 2025

[The European Fiery Nation]

https://theeuropeanfierynationtagteamsta...am-of.html

[Glimmer]

ooc: Bit of a content warning in this one. The CD does have a moment where things get a bit messed up, but it's necessary to show the kind of threat the Glimmers are dealing with in their little story outside the ring.



If there's one thing Gia & Gina prided themselves on, it was their ability to get into people's heads, whether that be as your ultimate fantasy or because they've gotten so deeply under your skin that obsessing over trying to take them down becomes your new favorite pastime.

As far as they were concerned, if they were the only thing you could think about, then that was a win in their books.

Ever since becoming who they are today, Gia & Gina have always subscribed to the philosophy that all attention is good attention. Sure, maybe it got them into some trouble on paper, but ever the constant schemers, they were confident they could always find a way out if they plotted for long enough. Big names like Selena Frost and Xander Valentine demanding to destroy them? That was two of SCW's greatest talents treating the twins like they were the biggest threat they'd ever faced, a win-win for their stock in the business. The roar of the crowd whenever the twins flaunted what they had, whether the show was for Cirque du Sins or SCW, made it clear they were a valuable asset that fans would riot over if there was any talk of getting rid of them.

Probably the only true anomaly to that line of thinking was Antonio, whose attention never warranted anything but destruction in the name of his own lust and greed, but after the last time they'd stood up to him, the twins reasoned that if they could overcome someone as legitimately dangerous as Antonio, then there truly was nothing they couldn't conquer.

Still, for as much fun as they'd been having lately proving their seductive ways went hand-in-hand with a hunger for glory and a willingness to vault to the very top no matter who they cut in front of along the way, Gia & Gina had to admit that they missed getting in the ring and actually competing. The wrestling part of the wrestling business had started to grow on them, possibly due to the pleasure of kicking ass and getting to see what games they could play to screw with their opponents this time, and they hadn't gotten the chance to actually do that since embarrassing the Shitigami Foundation in KABLAMia and ruining any hopes they had of even thinking about being tag team champions again so long as the seductive sisters held the gold.

Thankfully, the looming threat of Lucian's debt to Antonio was mitigated by the fat, juicy champion's bonus each of the Glimmers got supplementing their income enough that they could still bail out their sweaty hog of a ringmaster and still have enough left to treat themselves if they so desired, and so long as that was the case, Antonio was taking Cirque du Sins away over their dead bodies.

Gia: You know, maybe we should do something for him one of these days.

Gina: Like what? Actually let him live the one fantasy we've denied him the whole time we've been with his circus?

Gia: I never said anything about going THAT far! Jeez, sis, we have too much self-respect to even put that option on the table.

The twins laughed and bantered from their perch high above the center ring as another sinful show packed full of entertainment and debauchery was in full swing. To no one's surprise, the Glimmer Sisters were the main event of the show, ready to amaze and ruin so many pairs of underwear with their signature tightrope routine. In a way, it was no different to the belief that they would be the main event for SCW next week, even if it meant sharing the honor with such an undeserving team. The European Fiery Nation had long since proven themselves the definition of “shooting blanks” and there was only so much they could entertain themselves with when it came to the group's efforts to earn a title shot through favor with them.

Gina: Maybe you're right Gia... as annoying and pathetic as Lucian is, he's more brilliant than people think, and we do kind of owe a lot to him.

Gia: And, honestly, I'd take working for him over working for that asshole Antonio any day of the week.

Gina: No contest. And if Antonio wants to keep trying to raise the bar, our hot little asses will keep finding ways to clear it.

Gia: Come on Gina, you know there's nothing 'little' about our asses.

Gina playfully shoved her twin as they kept laughing. It was a good distraction from the problems Antonio had been trying to cause, namely through Angel, the newest addition to the circus who'd made it clear he was after the twins' spot, though not entirely of his own volition. While Angel already had his act earlier in the night and definitely worked the horny crowd into a frenzy, they didn't miss the glances he shot their way. As of late, he seemed to have developed a bitter respect for them, bitter only because his whole purpose for being here was to outshine and overtake them as the circus's crown jewel as far as Antonio was concerned, but after he'd seen them literally stand up to the loan shark in nothing but their naked skin... it was hard not to notice that something had changed for the better in his overall attitude towards them.

As Gia & Gina looked all the way down at Lucian doing his usual ringmaster bit to rile up the crowd for their act, they couldn't help but wonder if he was hiding things from them out of respect for everything they'd done for him and his circus over the years, especially when they had no reason to after they first discovered he'd been skimming their paychecks to cover the loan payments. They couldn't help but wonder if Antonio planned on jacking up the interest rate to try and offset the twins' monetary gains through SCW and get his hands on that dough for himself, but Lucian hadn't confirmed or denied anything when they grilled him about it before showtime.

Lucian: Alright, you sick, horny fucks! I think I've hyped you up on our bloody main event for long enough now, yeah? So get your spare pairs of pants ready mates, and prepare to be dazzled by the sexiest tightrope act you've ever seen in your goddamn lives! Behold the sinful seduction supreme that is the goddamn SCW tag team champions of the bloody fucking world... Gia & Gina, the GLIMMER SISTERS!

With the spotlight now up on them, there was no more room to think about the problems with Antonio or Angel, or how they were going to embarrass Dakon and Ludvig one more time. There was only the focus that came with strutting their sexy asses across the thin tightrope with the greatest of ease, pushing the crowd to places they would never be allowed to go anywhere else in the world with cartwheels and hand-walking and positions that one could easily mistake for something more sexual in nature, all while flaunting their perfect balance right along with their tantalizing tits and amazing asses.

As their eyes roamed over the crowd to throw teasing winks and kisses out that really drove these horny freaks wild, they momentarily caught the gaze of one familiar face in the crowd that would have made their skin crawl if they weren't so locked in on their performance. It was hard to tell exactly what was running through Antonio's head as his face seemed like a cross between the same lustful pleasure as everyone around him and genuine irritation at seeing them work like they were the main attraction around here, considering he was sitting all the way in the back with his crowd of henchmen and they were so high above everything right now, but it felt like he was only holding back whatever hatred he wanted to send their way because his goon squad were all definitely too lost in how hot their routine was.

As Gia did a handstand on Gina's shoulders while Gina moonwalked across the tightrope and bounced her breasts in rhythm with her twin's shaking ass, a quick glance between them led to the both of them blowing a kiss Antonio's way, just to be a little cheeky. When it resulted in Antonio saying something to his nearest goon before storming off, they knew they'd pissed him off. Maybe that would come back to bite them in their shapely asses, but that was a post-performance problem.

All too soon, they were taking their final bows and sending another audience home beyond happy in more ways than one, laughing as they made their way off towards the Lust Chambers to fulfill their final obligation to the circus for the evening.

Gia: I hope Lucian picked a good one for us tonight, because I am in need of some stress relief right now.

Gina: You get that stressed out over driving Antonio mad up there?

Gia: Hey, it's hard not to given we're definitely playing with fire when it comes to him.

Gina: OK, I can't argue that sis. Antonio is actually dangerous, unlike Dakoff and Ludpig. How much you want to bet those two are going to bore us to death talking about how much they'll maim us and why they're a superior team?

Gia: With jack and shit to back any of it up? Yeah, I'm not taking a bet I know I'll lose.

Angel: No please, I'm sorry! I'll try harder!

Antonio: Keep your voice down, puta!

Gia & Gina were just about to open the door to their own Lust Chamber when they heard something from the one next door that sent a chill up their spines. Nodding to another another, they crept over, noticing the door was ajar. Carefully peeking through the crack presented them with a sight that had them fighting the urge to vomit on the spot.

Angel, completely stripped naked with none of his usual drag queen flair, had his back shoved into the shattered remains of what was once the vanity desk mirror, bleeding profusely. His face was also cut open as Antonio stood over him, one hand around his throat and the other backhanding him, with the twins only realizing after it happened that Antonio had donned a pair of brass knuckles.

Antonio: I got you hired on here for one reason and one reason only Angel, and it was to completely replace those whores.

Angel: I'm trying, I swear! But Lucian's not budging on-

Antonio: Of fucking course he's not budging! Those two are practically his life support for this circus! Without them, he knows I own both him and all of this!

Antonio motioned to everything around them, not caring that Angel was having a full-blown breakdown right in front of him. If Gia & Gina thought they couldn't feel any more disgusted by this deranged creep, they watched as Antonio decided to “soothe” Angel by literally licking his tears off his bloody cheek.

Antonio: I need you to put a little more effort into this Angel. You NEED to make Lucian understand that you are worth kicking those bitches to the curb. The more business this place draws and the more those twin sluts make waves with this wrestling nonsense, the closer that fat fuck gets to actually paying off his loan to me. And NO ONE repays a loan I give them... got it?

Angel: Loud... loud and clear, Antonio.

Antonio: Good. Now... clean yourself up. You've got a shift at my club here tonight and I expect perfection from my favorite toy.

With a kiss to Angel's carved-up cheek that had about as much affection as pouring salt in someone's wound, Antonio took his leave, closing the door behind him. He glanced around the area for a moment as he straightened the collar of his shirt before he walked off with a sick satisfied grin.

Gia & Gina, seeing that Antonio had finished his “pep talk” with Angel, had ducked behind a nearby set of equipment containers, waiting until he was long gone before they stepped back out. They were still going to fulfill their Lust Ticket obligations for the circus, but after seeing what Antonio had done to Angel...

Gia: We need to check on him.

Gina: We should wait. I want to puke saying that, but if we approach him right now and tip him off to what we saw, who knows how he's going to react.

Gia: We need to do something though... no one deserves to be treated like that.

Gina: Agreed. Not even the biggest losers in SCW deserve to be where he's at now.

Getting to have some sexy fun with some random person from the audience was a great distraction, but it didn't stop the twins from going into full planning mode. Retaining their titles next Breakdown and figuring out another way to screw with certain people was still important, but something had just overtaken both of them when it came to urgency: figuring out how to break whatever deal kept Angel bound to a monster like Antonio.

*~*~*~*

With the next Breakdown set to take place in Dallas, perhaps it was no surprise that this would be the sight that greets us. It's hard to tell exactly where we are, though, judging by the trailers gathered around and the big top peeking out of the side of the shot, we can at least assume we're wherever Cirque du Sins has set up shop in the city. That said, it's hard to really focus too much on location semantics when Gia & Gina Glimmer are front and center, embracing the Texas vibes in a way that only they can, standing with their backs to us as they're decked out in leather cowgirl boots and assless chaps along with cowgirl hats upon their heads... and that's about it. They just grin back at us, knowing that our eyes are immediately drawn to those shapely booties that are proudly on display.

Gia(?): Is there anything more American than sexy cowgirls, sis?

Gina(?): Hard to say, Gia, aside from the fact that I know we're probably pissing off quite a few people.

Gia: I say let them get angry while everyone else stares. That's how you live the Glimmerican Dream!

The twins laugh as they're nice enough to offer us some insight into who's who, assuming we trust that they're being honest with us of course. They both turn around to face us now, the censors going into full effect as their breasts are lost in pixellation, and they both grin down at their chests as if they know that's what's going to happen by the time SCW receives this. At least their lower bits don't have to be censored... the twins seems to have taken care of that themselves as their respective tag title belts are hooked to the front of the chaps, effectively being treated like loincloths that at least save the censors some work today.

Gina: How upset do you think our old friends Dakoff and Ludpig are going to get thinking we're trying to make this out to be American superiority or some shit like that?

Gia: I'd say about as upset as Selena and Xander are about us existing in general, Gina.

Gina: Good, because we'll say it one more time so everyone can understand us: We. Don't. Care. If we haven't made it obvious by now, we thrive on all this hatred everyone wants to have for us because how dare we mock and disrespect something that you've all worked your whole lives for and we just waltzed in and took to it like ducks to water.

Gia: Frosty can have her meltdown all she wants, but contrary to what she believes, we haven't been ducking her. We've strutted down to that ring and made it painfully clear several times over by now that while she can “beat” clowns like the European Fiery Nation on her own, that's not happening with us. She can blame sneak attacks and cry about how unfair it all is, but seriously bitch... what did you expect when you thought you could come after us all on your own?

Gina: It's just how people like her are hardwired, Gia. They've had their asses kissed so many times that the moment someone else steals their thunder, suddenly life isn't fair and people need to pay attention to them again and blah blah blah... Selena's not the first to cry foul and she won't be the last, so even in that regard, she's not the special little snowflake she wants so badly to be.

Gia: I can just hear it now sis... Selena screaming at the top of her lungs all because the very thing she wants has been given to a team that's been attacking her for weeks all just to get this chance. It's music to my ears.

Gina: Good, because we're going to need something to drown out the deluge of dullness we know we're getting from two men who have already had their asses kicked by us in this very state a few months ago. Remember that, boys? Remember these big girls?

Gina & Gia can't resist leaning forward and shaking their titties with laughter. It's probably disorienting to watch given the pixellation, but as far as the twins are concerned, that's not their problem. Blame SCW for censoring them in the first place if your eyes get ruined trying to follow the bouncing boobies beneath the blur.

Gia: We know you remember them quite well. You got to see them in all their unashamed glory at Rise To Glimmer, and in the process you helped make it so that SCW can't help but put us near the main event now for fear of how the networks will react.

Gina: You're welcome for making the two of you actually feel relevant for once in your sad lives, but that's about as far as our kindness is going to go with the two of you.

Gia: Go ahead boys, get it all out of your system now. Talk yourselves up about how you deserve this title match with us on Breakdown, gloat about believing you actually deserve to hold these belts that have become our favorite things to wear. Cue the ten minute period where you go on and on about how you're going to destroy us and leave us bloody and broken because we can't stop you... never mind the fact that we've already done it once before.

Gina: We want you to enjoy that false hope for just a tiny bit, because here's the sad reality: Dakoff and Ludpig don't deserve shit. If you want to assume we had anything to do with getting this match made like a certain melting snow bitch probably believes, the only reason these two even have this opportunity is because we know it's going to piss her off. A team that absolutely will never be good enough to be anything more than the greatest embarrassments left behind by a sad old man who's finally retiring for his own good getting a title shot before someone who thinks she deserves one just because she says so?

Gia: You could sell that story to Netflix and they'd make a hit movie out of it in no time. But we know that's probably going to get Dakoff and Ludpig's blood boiling even more than our boobs probably are, huh boys? Too bad you've probably beaten each other so senseless with weapons in your training that you've got no brain cells left to understand that we're not lying when we tell you, point blank, that you don't matter and aren't taking these titles from us.

Gina: If you think sucking up to us over the past few weeks and trying to play nice earns you any brownie points... well, at least we know Ludpig likes what we've got to offer while Dakoff is clearly repressing himself for some broad that probably doesn't even exist. Still doesn't change the fact that we're going to take out the Eurotrash one more time and leave Dallas the same way we rolled in: with these belts still draped over our sinful curves and not going anywhere anytime soon.

Gia: Don't feel too bad boys, you can't help but be perpetual failures at life. At least you'll always have a use as tools and stepping stones to us.

Gina: Plus, you'll get another chance at Shattered Reality to try and prove us wrong, and all you have to do to get it is do our dirty work one last time.

Gia: Just keep in mind that your reward for doing so will be to get your asses kicked by us again, just like what's going to happen on Breakdown... but hey, if you're into the thought of us dominating you, then who are we to tell you otherwise!

Gia & Gina can't help but laugh that haughty, grating laugh they know will get under your skin as they swing their bodies around, the dangling title belts swinging and clapping together as they saunter away, their juicy asses swaying as they know you can't help but watch them leave. As if to further punctuate the whole sexy cowgirl getup they have going on one last time, they can't help but stop and give each other's behinds a good smack, letting us slowly fade out on the jiggle and bounce as they grin knowing full well the power they hold over everybody.