Post by nick on Jan 4, 2022 10:17:38 GMT -5
“Well, how did it go?”
(King leans back against his car. One hand clutching a large coffee. The other holding a substantial chicken kebab. Whilst the temperature is hardly balmy, the two young women he addresses are hot – in all senses of the word. Summer and Larry have just completed a cross fit challenge course and are dripping in perspiration.)
Pixi: Great!
Larry: Ugh. Shoot me now. I’m NEVER doing that again.
Pixi: It wasn’t that bad.
Larry: Says the athlete with actual upper body strength. I could do most of the endurance bits, but that weight lifting stuff – really? And what’s the point of walking around – ON YOUR HANDS? Crazy.
Pixi: It’s just an overall test of fitness.
Larry: Just?
King: Hey, ya both done great. I’m proud of ya! Dat’s exactly the sort of grit and determination you’re gonna need when you go up against them Rated M types. It’s the Main Event and Team Sp!ke are gonna show the world why they’s THE top tag team in the whole damn world. Sure them punks are holding gold, but sure as day follows night, they’s gonna LOSE dat gold. Now, the fun part is, no one knows when dat’s gonna happen, BUT there’s every damn chance dat the next champs is gonna have this dirty great damn exclamation point in the middle of their damn names!
Larry: Seems like every year things just get meaner, tougher and -
Pixi: Better!
Larry: Figures – says the girl who got voted as part of Team of the Year AND is holding the Sin City championship belt.
King: Oh yeah; speaking of dat – I had me a word with them high-ups. Ya know, the ones dat is calling them shots and yeah – looks like you’ll be getting to treat these fans to something damn special when you put dat belt on the line next.
Larry: Can I officially add – for the record – that she’s totally nuts.
Pixi: Hey! It’s a great idea. It just adds to the whole Vegas feel. It’s great that ANYONE on the roster can be added to the fight. I won’t know who. My named opponent won’t know who and the person themselves won’t know until -
King: Almost the last damn second!
Pixi: It’s super exciting for the fans. And for me. Yeah, I get it’s hard for whoever gets late notice. They may – well, WILL likely have had to fight earlier, I guess, - but what an opportunity!
King: Hey! What can I say? I’m a damn GENIUS! As for you, Kiddo, ya got more balls - er, ya know what I damn well mean – then most of the damn men around here. This is a BIG thing and no damn mistake, BUT – ya don’t cross no chasm with two small steps. Ya gotta PUSH and push HARD if ya wants to get right to the damn top. AND then, THEN push a damn sight harder to stay there! Dat’s what we’re doing now. Pushing. Others have held the Sin City belt. They fought damn well. I ain’t disputing dat, BUT where was the imagination? See it’s been said before – because it’s damn true! – a belt, it can make a wrestler. But a GREAT wrestler he makes that damn belt TRULY matter. BUT – enough of dat. Ya gotta focus now on ya next match and ya next match ONLY. Dat’s how it works.
Pixi: And that’s why I’ve been around this crossfit course.
(Just then a well muscled man jogs up. He smiles as he presents Summer with her prize.)
Julian: Congrats, Miss Pyke. You were the fastest of all our female competitors. Oh, and Miss Rodriguez, here (he presents a medallion on a ribbon) That’s for actually completing the course. Not many first timers do that, I can tell you. Hope to see you both at our next event.
Pixi: Sure. It was fun.
Larry: Yeah, I’d love to and all, but see there’s work and the cat and the dance classes and then-
Pixi: Cat?
Larry: Shh!
King: No, I gotta say, it was damn impressive watching you two tearing through dat course. Built up quite an appetite, it did.
Larry: So I see.
King: What this little morsel? Just a damn appetiser. Hell, I was about to go get me some lunch.
Pixi: And WE are going to head back and shower.
Larry: Bath! A really LONG bath.
King: Right, but don’t forget to meet up with Jack. You’s two needs to get you’s heads together and decide how you’s is playing this match. Yeah and congrats on dat trophy. And the damn medal, Larry. Winners, dats what you are – winners.
(The scene fades as King clambers into his car.)
(King leans back against his car. One hand clutching a large coffee. The other holding a substantial chicken kebab. Whilst the temperature is hardly balmy, the two young women he addresses are hot – in all senses of the word. Summer and Larry have just completed a cross fit challenge course and are dripping in perspiration.)
Pixi: Great!
Larry: Ugh. Shoot me now. I’m NEVER doing that again.
Pixi: It wasn’t that bad.
Larry: Says the athlete with actual upper body strength. I could do most of the endurance bits, but that weight lifting stuff – really? And what’s the point of walking around – ON YOUR HANDS? Crazy.
Pixi: It’s just an overall test of fitness.
Larry: Just?
King: Hey, ya both done great. I’m proud of ya! Dat’s exactly the sort of grit and determination you’re gonna need when you go up against them Rated M types. It’s the Main Event and Team Sp!ke are gonna show the world why they’s THE top tag team in the whole damn world. Sure them punks are holding gold, but sure as day follows night, they’s gonna LOSE dat gold. Now, the fun part is, no one knows when dat’s gonna happen, BUT there’s every damn chance dat the next champs is gonna have this dirty great damn exclamation point in the middle of their damn names!
Larry: Seems like every year things just get meaner, tougher and -
Pixi: Better!
Larry: Figures – says the girl who got voted as part of Team of the Year AND is holding the Sin City championship belt.
King: Oh yeah; speaking of dat – I had me a word with them high-ups. Ya know, the ones dat is calling them shots and yeah – looks like you’ll be getting to treat these fans to something damn special when you put dat belt on the line next.
Larry: Can I officially add – for the record – that she’s totally nuts.
Pixi: Hey! It’s a great idea. It just adds to the whole Vegas feel. It’s great that ANYONE on the roster can be added to the fight. I won’t know who. My named opponent won’t know who and the person themselves won’t know until -
King: Almost the last damn second!
Pixi: It’s super exciting for the fans. And for me. Yeah, I get it’s hard for whoever gets late notice. They may – well, WILL likely have had to fight earlier, I guess, - but what an opportunity!
King: Hey! What can I say? I’m a damn GENIUS! As for you, Kiddo, ya got more balls - er, ya know what I damn well mean – then most of the damn men around here. This is a BIG thing and no damn mistake, BUT – ya don’t cross no chasm with two small steps. Ya gotta PUSH and push HARD if ya wants to get right to the damn top. AND then, THEN push a damn sight harder to stay there! Dat’s what we’re doing now. Pushing. Others have held the Sin City belt. They fought damn well. I ain’t disputing dat, BUT where was the imagination? See it’s been said before – because it’s damn true! – a belt, it can make a wrestler. But a GREAT wrestler he makes that damn belt TRULY matter. BUT – enough of dat. Ya gotta focus now on ya next match and ya next match ONLY. Dat’s how it works.
Pixi: And that’s why I’ve been around this crossfit course.
(Just then a well muscled man jogs up. He smiles as he presents Summer with her prize.)
Julian: Congrats, Miss Pyke. You were the fastest of all our female competitors. Oh, and Miss Rodriguez, here (he presents a medallion on a ribbon) That’s for actually completing the course. Not many first timers do that, I can tell you. Hope to see you both at our next event.
Pixi: Sure. It was fun.
Larry: Yeah, I’d love to and all, but see there’s work and the cat and the dance classes and then-
Pixi: Cat?
Larry: Shh!
King: No, I gotta say, it was damn impressive watching you two tearing through dat course. Built up quite an appetite, it did.
Larry: So I see.
King: What this little morsel? Just a damn appetiser. Hell, I was about to go get me some lunch.
Pixi: And WE are going to head back and shower.
Larry: Bath! A really LONG bath.
King: Right, but don’t forget to meet up with Jack. You’s two needs to get you’s heads together and decide how you’s is playing this match. Yeah and congrats on dat trophy. And the damn medal, Larry. Winners, dats what you are – winners.
(The scene fades as King clambers into his car.)