Post by BODHI on Mar 7, 2018 3:46:41 GMT -5
Bodhi: Here we are, Round Two of the Angels tournament. One team down, one more waiting to follow. There is a change in power, a shift in momentum within the Sakura Shoujo Stampede. ‘Girl Power’ has gotten us so far only, the woo-hoo’s and the yee-haw’s doing little for progression. It’s time to drop the act, time to get real. I got to this position by kicking ass, and that’s how we are going to move forward. We are the femme fatales, the the furies of epic melee, the female empowerment movement. Soon, the SSS will know exactly what F.E.M. are capable of. With gold around your waists and the Goddess title back on my shoulders, we will be unstoppable.
Sat in a dingy bar, with low lights and smoky air surrounding them, we find Bodhi giving her classic pep-talk to her cohorts, the two brutes of F.E.M...Katie Boom-Boom and Kazia-X. The trio sit around a table, drinks in front of them and their presence lit by a single candle. Behind them patrons drown their worlds in booze and song, but for this table, it is time to plan out a war.
Bodhi: I At the end of the month, I finally get my revenge on that goth bitch Kuroi. I have been waiting, biding my time to finally put her down for good. From day one of this company, she has irked me, crawled under my skin and boiled my blood. But her biggest mistake was taking my title, my legacy. She will get what she deserves soon enough. And that other…’freak’...she insults us just with her presence. She is an abomination, a slight on the very ladies that rule the ring.
Kazia-X: It is no ‘she’. There is more hair on legs than my head!
Katie Boom-Boom: C’mon now guys, its 2018. We should be more caring, more understanding. If a person associates as a man, woman or dolphin, then who are we to judge? Who are we to say that they-
Bodhi picks up her phone, revealing this image;
Katie Boom-Boom: ...I stand corrected. That IS horrid!
There is some chuckles from Kazia, but Bodhi maintains her serious tone.
Bodhi: This isn’t going to be our last battle, and certainly won’t be our toughest challenge. But this is the turning point, the very first step in our power struggle. This is where we start to take back the reigns of this company, and bend the knee of those who think they are above us. It may be a smaller organization, but fuck it...it’s going to be ours!
Bodhi raises her glass in the air, as the two other ladies of F.E.M. join her.
Bodhi: It feels good to have you ladies by my side, my sisters...Kazia, do you remember how we met?
Kazia-X: I do...you save my life…
Springtime in Warsaw, Poland. The weather never improves during the year, with erratic spots of summer here and then. Otherwise the temperament of the weather is straight up winter all year round. Slowly becoming a crowd favourite, the female fighter called Xnek has been kicking ass and winning pots. No woman can stand opposed her, and as of late she has proven that same truth lies similar for the men. From money grubbers, eager for a quick coin to ego-driven beasts, simply looking to fight for fun, she took them all on. No match was too much for Ms. Xnek. Then one day it happened. The fight she should have lost, the dive she should have taken…
Kasia: Fuck fuck fuck...what was I thinking! What the fuck was I thinking! They will kill me for my ignorance…
Sat in a grimey women's washroom, leaning over a chipped ceramic sink and dripping blood from her lip, Kasia Xnek stands shakily and pale. Her fists are covered in dried blood, the sink itself a bloody mess.
Kasia: ...I have get out of here. I have to go...now.
Before she could move, or decide where to run to, a stranger entered the washroom. A white haired woman, dressed oddly and looking devilish. She didn't smile, she didn’t nod. She just stood at the doorway, looking...staring.
Kasia: ...did they send you?
She smirks, but still says nothing.
Kasia: I know not who that man is. I never know, I just fight. I just attack!
She smiles, broadly now and begins to approach Kasia.
?: That’s not going to save you from them though, is it? They are sure to remember this for a while, and I don't think they will let it slide...what about you?
Kasia looks away, growing more and more nervous by the second. Not afraid of the new white haired woman, but of the situation she is in. A fighter for money, throwing down fists in exchange for coin, she never before had to question her opponents. Never considering who she is fighting might be someone of power, of danger.
Kasia: ...what's happening word outside? If they don’t send you for me, perhaps you hear something?
?: Oh I did...little Wojciech Jr., son of Wojciech the Baron. Cartel leader, crime boss and generally just one bad piece of angry asshole. And you decided to break his jaw and send him to hospital.
Kasia: I don’t know who he was! I would not have hit him once if I did! They...they approach me before fight, they ask me to take a dive, to let boy win...but I couldn’t. I never lose. I am winner!
?: Winner eh? Well, tonight you didn’t win. You put the local gang lord sons in a speeding car to hospital, and have a crowd of angry, violent gangsters waiting for you to come out to your next fight. And between me and you...I don’t think they will let you walk away from this next fight alive.
Kasia starts to tremble, normally a tough and composed warrior but now reduced to a fearful mess.
?: Now it’s time for you to go back to the ring, for your next match. Up against another cartel member by the looks of things. He’s probably going to have a blade, probably going to slice you up in the ring. After all the king is watching, and you just embarrassed his son. Embarrassed him. So, time for you to go Kasia...or perhaps...I can help?
Kasia looks up, a slight glint in her eye. Not of happiness, or excitement, but desperation. Hope.
Kasia: yes...yes! You can help?
?: I am putting together a team...all women, tough fighters. Not as dangerous as this, but you will still need to bust skulls. If you join me, work for me, obey my rules...I can keep you safe. Or…
She runs her finger across her throat, symbolizing her impeding murder.
Kasia: Yes! I go, I follow you! You save me, I owe you!
?: Good. Then first things first...that window behind you...climb out it. Run to the end of the alley. I will come to you outside. Don’t speak to anyone, don’t look at anyone. Just run.
Kasia begins to move quickly, but stops and looks at the white haired woman.
Kasia: This team...where do we-
?: Japan. We’re going to take over Japan.
Kasia: I have never been to Japan...OK, I do it. And you, what is your name?
?: ...Bodhi...now, run!
Kazia-X: If it were not for you, I would now be dead. My throat would be cut open, or worse. For that, you have my fists. And I put them to use.
Bodhi: Yes you do. Those fake robots learned that the hard way. But these next two chicks won’t go down as easy. ‘Skyland Paradise’...
Katie Boom-Boom: Sounds like a bloomin’ rollercoaster!
Bodhi: Sure does. Except this ride is only going one way.
Katie Boom-Boom: You got that one right, mate! I don’t give a shite what they call themselves, they are gonna go down way easy. I can’t wait!
Bodhi: Always so wild and eager for chaos. Just don’t lose your head in battle. This isn’t some stupid protest or ransacking, this is a championship match. This is the chance for F.E.M. to put their foot down.
Katie Boom-Boom: Yeah yeah, I gotcha Bodes. Madness and mayhem are my bread and butter. And these two sheila’s are gonna learn all about it!
The KKK- too racist. The ISIS fanatics- too extreme. The Aryan Brotherhood- too phony. Travelling across America, this Aussie chick just wanted to find a new family that had as much a taste and appetite for chaos and anarchy as she did, but everywhere she looked Katie was left disappointed. The groups consisted of losers, wasters. Racists or bigots, nobody who just wanted to go nuts and break down society. They all had their reasons, all these groups had a purpose. But none wanted the same as she did. None, except for one...this ‘Church’, a small gathering of fanatics and extremists.
Originally they congregated to worship a new deity, a man ‘returned from the dead’, some dude named Hyperion. But this nut job turned out to be so loose in the head, his people were brainwashed into thinking they would be getting power from doing random acts of madness. Terrorism or victimizing, however you looked at it they had orders to make people bow down to them. They put fear into the hearts of others, maybe an explosion here or a ransacking there. And Katie lived for that rush! The thrill of sticking two middle fingers up at the law!
However, that soon dissipated and the reality sank in...this was no gathering of rebels, none of these folks were renegades...they were losers. Failures. They had nothing better in life than following the orders of some delusional wacko, and they were gulping down the Kool-Aid. This ‘Church’ was slowly going over the edge, and soon the followers would be pulling another Wako. It was time to split! There weren’t many folks she could trust, but one was always good to her...Bodhi. Hyperion’s side piece, or rumored to be. If anyone would listen to her concerns, it was her. Tonight Hyperion would be busy, a big pay per view coming up. She could find Bodhi and speak to her without distraction. However when she located Bodhi, it was not how she expected it to be.
Katie: Bodhi...hey Bodes, you in here? I’ve been looking around for...Bodhi! What the fuck!
Walking into Hyperion’s locker room, backstage at Supremacy, Katie was hoping to bend Bodhi’s ear for a moment or two. Instead, she found a scene much worse...Bodhi, lying on the floor, a bloody and broken mess. Hyperion, stood tall over her with an evil look in his eye.
Hyperion: Look, another little bird come to nest. Bodhi, you have hand picked the pretty ones, small and weak just like you.
Katie: What the hell man! Leave her alone!
Whimpering, Bodhi is curled up in defense on the floor. The giant of a man, beastly Godly strength unleashed upon her, has left her broken. The sight of her friend, of her mentor fires up Katie’s fury.
Katie: ...you piece of shit...you’ll fucking die for this one mate! I’m gonna put you down under ya prick.
Hyperion: Hmph, the smaller ones always have the bigger mouths. Very well, come to me...and join your friend!
Katie quickly reaches for a chair by the door, and folds it up ready to attack. Hyperion turns and begins to approach, but before anything happens the door swings open and security rush the room. The quickly attack Hyperion, trying to suppress him. Despite having numbers on him, he resists fairly easily. Katie drops her chair and runs to Bodhi, lifting her up and helping her out of the room. Hyperion’s maniacal laughs can be heard fading in the distance as they take their leave of the room and escape down the hallway.
Katie: Let me say this on both our behalves...fuck this Church!
Bodhi laughs, weakly, as the two women walk away from Hyperion, and the Church.
Bodhi: I found you both in moments of stress and duress. You have both saved my lives, and I have saved yours. Our moments of weakness bound us...but now those days are behind us. We are no longer going to be put down by men of power, by men of privilege, or by anyone who thinks they know better than us. It’s time the world finally recognized just what the fuck we can achieve!
The trio of gals cheers their drinks again, and all take a swig.
Katie Boom-Boom: So what’s next Bodes? Your gonna have the Goddess gold, and we’re gonna be the Angels-
Kazia-X: Angels of Death.
Katie Boom-Boom: ...I like that better!
Bodhi: Next...is total dominance. Three valkyries united to take down anyone who crosses us. Fuck the preaching and the boasting. Moving forward we just kick ass and win gold. No more men, no more bitches. We are the femme fatales, the female empowerment movement...girls we are fucking F.E.M.!
Again they all clink their drinks together for the toast, and drink down. The darker dive bar is growing smokier and muskier as the candle burns slowly and the scene fades out to black.
