Post by vastrix on Nov 19, 2021 2:12:56 GMT -5
At a resort in Las Vegas, Isabella von Krauss steps out of the swimming pool in a skimpy red bathing suit that leaves little to the imagination. As she tosses her hair back, sending water flying in an arc, she smiles in appreciation to the fact that all eyes are on her.
Waiting for her with a waiting luxurious red silk robe are Hohoho and Humhumhum. Skinny little clowns in dirty overalls and ghastly clown make up. They look a little like renegade little clowns from the Killer Klowns from Outer Space movie. They put the robe on her and lead her to where her lounge chair by the pool sits with a frozen drink of some kind and a pack of expensive imported Egyptian cigarettes.
Isabella takes off the robe to expose herself once again before she sits in the lounge chair. She takes a sip of the frozen drink with a smile before looking at the cigarettes curiously. She takes a cigarette out of the pack, lights it, takes a drag, and begins hacking up a lung. She flicks the cigarette into the pool to the detriment of the few people still in the pool who jump away from the cigarette.
Isabella von Krauss: That’s ghastly! I don’t know how mummsie and daddy can smoke those things. Get them away from me!
When neither of the twins (who may not even be twins) move fast enough, Isabella grabs the pack and throws it into the pool as well. She gets a few protests, but she pays them no mind as she goes back to her drink and eyeballs a few well built men who are checking her out.
Isabella von Krauss: Alright. We have signed the contract for this UP Wrestling thing and we are here in Vegas for the first show. Who do we have in the main event, because I am main event material. Just look at my name! Isabella von Krauss. Look at who my parents are. I should be top billing.
The twins, Hohoho and Humhumhum, look at one another with more than a little concern.
Hohoho: You’re not-
There’s a few moments of silence before Hohoho nudges Humhumhum, who gives him a frown before realization hits.
Humhumhum: Oh! I’m supposed to finish your sentence. Can we try it again?
Hohoho: You’re not-
Humhumhum: Going to finish that sandwich; are you?
Isabella blinks and frowns at Humhumhum. She has no sandwich. Hohoho roughly elbows Humhumhum.
Humhumhum: Oh! I mean, you’re in the opening match. Can I have a sandwich now?
Isabella takes another sip from her frozen drink and spits it in Humhumhum’s face, letting out a shriek of rage.
Isabella von Krauss: I’m debuting in the opening bout? Are you fucking kidding me? Who do I have in this “opening match”? Is it at least someone of note? Maybe CJ Walker? He’s made a lot of noise of late.
Hohoho: You’re going to face-
Another long silence. Hohoho elbows Humhumhum again.
Humhumhum: Ow! You face Bubba in your debut match.
Isabella von Krauss: And I have to ask you. Who the fuck is Bubba?
Hohoho: Some big fat white guy.
Humhumhum: …white guy. See? I was paying attention that time.
Hohoho just shakes his head while Isabella knocks her drink off of the table, accidentally splattering another guest, who gets up and walks away with an expression of disgust. The staff nearby look like they want to say something to her, but what can they say? Isabella bought the resort so she’s the new boss.
Isabella von Krauss: I’m wrestling fucking royalty! Do they know whom my parents are? They could have management flayed alive if I were to wish it.
Humhumhum: When you say your parents…you mean the Worthingtons? You know they’re dead, right?
Isabella cocks her head while glaring at the horrific looking clown. Hohoho elbows him again.
Hohoho: Her real parents, Armand and Esmeralda.
Humhumhum: Oooooohh! I forgot.
Isabella von Krauss: Forget again and I will hold your head in the pool until the bubbles stop.
Humhumhum: Won’t that drown me?
Hohoho: That’s the idea, dimwit.
Isabella stands up with a sigh and holds her arms out to be enrobed again. The twins catch the hint this time and get the robe on her.
Isabella von Krauss: If brains were dynamite, the two of you combined ain’t got enough to blow a nose. Come. I need cleansed and then we are going to give whomever is in charge of this wrestling company a talking to. If this card can’t be changed to allow me higher up on the card, then the next one will.
Hohoho: You want us to wash your body?
Humhumhum: We can do that. Little fingers get into little crevasses.
Isabella opens her mouth in no small amount of disgust.
Isabella von Krauss: No, you morons. I’m not going to have you come into the showers with me? Seriously, grow some brains, you two. Are the other twins this stupid?
The twins look at one another and shrug. Isabella smacks each of them in turn.
Isabella von Krauss: Head to the suite and order food. I’ll take the chef’s specialty while you two order whatever slop you eat.
Hohoho: Yes, ma’am!
Humhumhum: We are on it.
Isabella watches the twins rush off and shakes her head. Why did she need them? She starts walking toward the shower room and catches the eye of a rather handsome patron. She motions with her head for him to come along with her to the showers, which he drops what he’s doing and follows. Isabella just laughs.
Isabella von Krauss: It’s good to be the Queen.
Waiting for her with a waiting luxurious red silk robe are Hohoho and Humhumhum. Skinny little clowns in dirty overalls and ghastly clown make up. They look a little like renegade little clowns from the Killer Klowns from Outer Space movie. They put the robe on her and lead her to where her lounge chair by the pool sits with a frozen drink of some kind and a pack of expensive imported Egyptian cigarettes.
Isabella takes off the robe to expose herself once again before she sits in the lounge chair. She takes a sip of the frozen drink with a smile before looking at the cigarettes curiously. She takes a cigarette out of the pack, lights it, takes a drag, and begins hacking up a lung. She flicks the cigarette into the pool to the detriment of the few people still in the pool who jump away from the cigarette.
Isabella von Krauss: That’s ghastly! I don’t know how mummsie and daddy can smoke those things. Get them away from me!
When neither of the twins (who may not even be twins) move fast enough, Isabella grabs the pack and throws it into the pool as well. She gets a few protests, but she pays them no mind as she goes back to her drink and eyeballs a few well built men who are checking her out.
Isabella von Krauss: Alright. We have signed the contract for this UP Wrestling thing and we are here in Vegas for the first show. Who do we have in the main event, because I am main event material. Just look at my name! Isabella von Krauss. Look at who my parents are. I should be top billing.
The twins, Hohoho and Humhumhum, look at one another with more than a little concern.
Hohoho: You’re not-
There’s a few moments of silence before Hohoho nudges Humhumhum, who gives him a frown before realization hits.
Humhumhum: Oh! I’m supposed to finish your sentence. Can we try it again?
Hohoho: You’re not-
Humhumhum: Going to finish that sandwich; are you?
Isabella blinks and frowns at Humhumhum. She has no sandwich. Hohoho roughly elbows Humhumhum.
Humhumhum: Oh! I mean, you’re in the opening match. Can I have a sandwich now?
Isabella takes another sip from her frozen drink and spits it in Humhumhum’s face, letting out a shriek of rage.
Isabella von Krauss: I’m debuting in the opening bout? Are you fucking kidding me? Who do I have in this “opening match”? Is it at least someone of note? Maybe CJ Walker? He’s made a lot of noise of late.
Hohoho: You’re going to face-
Another long silence. Hohoho elbows Humhumhum again.
Humhumhum: Ow! You face Bubba in your debut match.
Isabella von Krauss: And I have to ask you. Who the fuck is Bubba?
Hohoho: Some big fat white guy.
Humhumhum: …white guy. See? I was paying attention that time.
Hohoho just shakes his head while Isabella knocks her drink off of the table, accidentally splattering another guest, who gets up and walks away with an expression of disgust. The staff nearby look like they want to say something to her, but what can they say? Isabella bought the resort so she’s the new boss.
Isabella von Krauss: I’m wrestling fucking royalty! Do they know whom my parents are? They could have management flayed alive if I were to wish it.
Humhumhum: When you say your parents…you mean the Worthingtons? You know they’re dead, right?
Isabella cocks her head while glaring at the horrific looking clown. Hohoho elbows him again.
Hohoho: Her real parents, Armand and Esmeralda.
Humhumhum: Oooooohh! I forgot.
Isabella von Krauss: Forget again and I will hold your head in the pool until the bubbles stop.
Humhumhum: Won’t that drown me?
Hohoho: That’s the idea, dimwit.
Isabella stands up with a sigh and holds her arms out to be enrobed again. The twins catch the hint this time and get the robe on her.
Isabella von Krauss: If brains were dynamite, the two of you combined ain’t got enough to blow a nose. Come. I need cleansed and then we are going to give whomever is in charge of this wrestling company a talking to. If this card can’t be changed to allow me higher up on the card, then the next one will.
Hohoho: You want us to wash your body?
Humhumhum: We can do that. Little fingers get into little crevasses.
Isabella opens her mouth in no small amount of disgust.
Isabella von Krauss: No, you morons. I’m not going to have you come into the showers with me? Seriously, grow some brains, you two. Are the other twins this stupid?
The twins look at one another and shrug. Isabella smacks each of them in turn.
Isabella von Krauss: Head to the suite and order food. I’ll take the chef’s specialty while you two order whatever slop you eat.
Hohoho: Yes, ma’am!
Humhumhum: We are on it.
Isabella watches the twins rush off and shakes her head. Why did she need them? She starts walking toward the shower room and catches the eye of a rather handsome patron. She motions with her head for him to come along with her to the showers, which he drops what he’s doing and follows. Isabella just laughs.
Isabella von Krauss: It’s good to be the Queen.
