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(Sonya)
>[From darkness, in fades a figure.]

`{ آخرة المعروف الضرب بالكفوف }`

`{ Sonya. The Pride knows of you. Knows your name. Saw your fights with the Eastern Winds. And how they knocked you to the ground. }`

`{ You say the Pride has not fought you. This is true. But the Pride has taken victories across the globe; from the City of Beautiful Towers and Spires to Cities so Fair they would be like dreams. Yet you come to us, Old Smoky, as if we are cowards or fools. }`

>[A stifled laughter behind the camera.]

`{ So be it, Sonya. The Pride will show you combined might. A one time only showing of force to leave you with a permanent reminder of the danger of a Lion's claw; the sharpness of a wolf's fang. }`

`{ Yet, a return to action is welcome. A return to the hunt is accepted. The Lion Mauls. }`

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>>21550122
>[The camera spins around to reveal Nefertiti.]

「 Wolf hunts. 」

「 Pride are a pack. Pride are a pair. Pride are a tag team. 」

「 One time only, as dada yangu says. Not the lion comes before you. 」

「 When you wish to face the Lion, your own pack is needed. 」

「 Next week. Sonya. Nefertiti of the Pride comes before you. 」

「 And when Nefertiti of the Pride comes before you? 」

「 Fall. 」

>[Return to darkness.]

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(Lola Hernandez)

Bah. Kee err ahh. Strong and fast. Took some skin. Gave some blood. Cactus juice. Haah haah haah. But.

But but but.

Cactus didn't get her gold. Cactus didn't make a friend. Cactus didn't make her bleed and scream and cry and run and hide and burn and peel and scratch and claw and bend and break and twist and shout and

>[A voice. In the head? No, this one is out. Real. Alive. Ooh. Fun fun fun fun.]

The thing they call Cactus crouches and slinks and slithers and crawls. Across the boxes. Up the racks. Under the crates. Silent. Shh. Shh shh shh. Maybe the Co co remembered. Maybe Cascassse -- UGH. Cassie. Kade. Maybe Aaaaaava, finally wants to playyyyyva. Haah haah haah.

Ooh. Oh oh oh Low Lah. Cactus knows the mask. Fake skin. Hiding. Secret. Haah haah haah. Cactus knows the smell. Cactus knows the paaaiiinnnn from the table. Low laaaah. Cactus drop in front and smiles wide. Wider. Widest. Split the cheeks and break the jaw. Ooh. Huuh. No. Save it. Be nice. Be good.

hiiiiiiiii

low lah

haah haah haahloooo

Cactus crawls. Closer. Urk. Retches. Remembers the smell. Of the Kee Yoh Koh. Backs up again. Waits. Stares. Doesn't blink. Stares. Waits.

>>21550116
is she going to make me eat all the eggs?

>>21555523
fraid 'o

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Usually known for bright lights and loud booming music, Club Xtacy more closely resembles a construction site as the work to repair the damage done by Persephone’s magical attack continues. The workers, mostly underpaid immigrants working under threat of reprisal should the work not be completed on time, are so focused on their respective tasks that they don’t even notice when a gold Aston Martin Vanquish pulls up outside.

Cassie Kade emerges from the vehicle, surveying the scene with cold green eyes. She’d have to wait for up to two more weeks before Xtacy could be reopened. A maximum of fourteen more nights of potential revenue from ticket and drink sales down the drain. Not to mention all of the Obsidian Rush she could have sold in the club, that was worth more than the rest combined.

The site manager, a small man with a nervous demeanour, almost spills his tea when he notices Cassie. He quickly rises to his feet and rushes toward her. “Miss Kade, I wasn’t exp-”

“Are we on schedule, Perkins?” Cassie interjects, looking past him and eyeing a number of the workers.

“About a day ahead actually, even accounting for the upgrades you requested,” Perkins replies. “These boys work fast, cheap and guarantee quality results. Just look at them, they work like men desperate to make it out of Hobopolis, because well, they are. Plus, fear is a powerful motivator and you do have a bit of a reputation, especially in their part of the city.”

“Because of my wrestling, of course,” Cassie mutters.

“Sure. The wrestling.” Perkins laughs nervously. “No other reason.”

“Very well,” she replies. As Cassie’s eyes stare into Perkins’, a chill goes down down the man’s spine, just as she continues speaking. “See if you can leverage that fear into enough of a motivator to get this work two days ahead of schedule rather than just the one. I want my club back.”

He nods swiftly. "I'll do my best ma'am."

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>>21558447
Cassie steps out of Club Xtacy, away from the smells and sounds of the construction work and back into the comparatively fresh air of Spaghetti Town. Club Xtacy’s reopening needed to be something special. And it needed to be highly profitable. Something that maximised the earning potential of all available options provided by Club Xtacy’s facilities.

One of the new features she would be using the repairs as an opportunity to install would be an indoor pool on each floor, all connected by various water slides. A pool party perhaps? A decent side attraction, but that wasn’t enough. There was also the arena and ring under the club. It currently seated around up to five hundred patrons with room to expand up to around double that, and various underground fighting tournaments and independent wrestling events were hosted there. Perhaps she could host another… no. Think bigger.

The WWA had previously hosted a PWE in The Queen’s Kingdom, and they recently did one in Paris. And while the venue wasn’t large enough for a PWE, it could certainly host a weekly show. With the seating expanded to accommodate around a thousand people, that’d be a thousand more people under her roof on the night, a thousand more people to potentially sell Obsidian Rush to.

All that was left was the small matter of making it happen. Unlike an international PWE, the organisational requirements to host an event across town in her arena would be negligible. But the dog wouldn’t sign off on it just because she asked, especially if he still held a grudge over that audit nonsense Cassie had found herself roped into a year ago.

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>>21558451
The wheels turn in her head. If she charged VIP prices for admission then let WWA keep all the proceeds, financially, they’d make more than they would for their regular shows. But by keeping all proceeds from drinks and other refreshments, and the off the books sales of Obsidian Rush, Cassie would be guaranteed to turn a very strong profit.

But just in case that wasn’t enough to seal the deal, she needed leverage. And at this point, she had enough family in prominent positions within the company to guarantee that, just so long as the others cooperated. Lexi and ArKade certainly would. And Kiyoko owed her. But Nicole was a rather more unpredictable element.

She grabs her phone, and sends a message to her cousins, to Kiyoko, and after a slight hesitation, to Nikki.

>Meet me at WWA HQ after the show. I’m working on something that can benefit all of us.

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After having an intense match in Paris with Axis and another match with K-Chan Aguilera would still be looking to pick up a victory since making her debut in the WWA. Lucky for her an opportunity pops up for her as her new “friend” Jae Ashley had accepted her challenge for a match. With LILLITH now with her ringside will Aguilera finally pick up the win she needs? Or will Jae Ashley get her first win in her debut match? We’ll find out right now!

https://youtu.be/C87XmRmGyZo?si=gMRWHHHOCPj054ls

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Nikki Kade has consistently avoided facing Kanako in a direct one on one confrontation. When the two agreed to a street fight on the Oppai River bridge, she allegedly brought the other Divine Angels with her for a surprise attack. Then, when the two faced off at Waifus In Paris, it was in a tag match where Priscilla Divine picked up the win.

Never one to back down, Kanako challenged Nikki once more, demanding to face an Angel one on one. Nikki agreed to the match, but only if she was allowed to choose a secret stipulation, a condition Kanako agreed to if it meant she got her hands on Nikki, declaring she’d fight Nikki under any stipulation.

Will third time be the charm for Kanako, or will she fall victim to another of Nikki’s traps? Can Nikki walk away with the bragging rights once again or will Kanako claim a victory just as she once did against Nikki’s older sister Cassie? Find out next… and what’s this? It seems that as part of the terms Nikki demanded, this match won’t be fought in our usual arena!

https://youtu.be/QWSM9hI8T_Y

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The following is a leaked recording clipped from a stream that occurred some hours ago on Nikki Kade’s Lonelyfans.

“…and by the way simps, for those of you that are just dying for the chance to see me in person, or even meet me, which is like, all of you, I’ve got a special opportunity coming up!”

A look of excitement appears on Nikki’s face. “See, tonight Kanako is gonna be facing me in a match on MY terms. And one of those terms is that the match takes place at the Divine Arena, the place where the other Angels and I do most of our in ring training, and tonight, the place where Kanako faces my Divine Judgement.”

Nikki’s grin widens, perhaps unsettlingly so. “Kanako wants to go Angel hunting. And she wants us one on one.” Nikki laughs. “She’ll get what she wants, maybe not how she wanted, but she’ll get it.”

“ANYWAY, I got a little sidetracked there. Where I was going with this is that I’ve set aside a bunch of tickets for you, my loyal subscribers to have front row seats to see me in action! Tickets are ONLY $750! As soon as the first fifty tickets now available via the link on my LF page are sold, we’ll get to the fun part of this stream.”

A flood of loud notifications can be heard over the next thirty seconds, and Nikki claps excitedly. “Well done boys. Now just give me a moment, I need to go get my purple warrior.”

Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately depending on what one was hoping to see, the clip then ends.

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Carol and Tamaki still didn't do a match together against someone but just fought in singles match. And Carol wanted to help her sister to win her fear of big girls. So she choose to challenge the Serpent Coven Who have One BIG girl in their team!

https://youtu.be/UWbAyJ1kB7I?si=uVeRUt2Dag93ZG4r

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After Waifus in Paris, Kiyoko Kade is looking to regain some momentum. Calling out one of the challengers to the Hardcore Championship she used to hold, Camilla was eager to accept the challenge. The two went through over 20 minutes in their last match over this title. This time will not be extreme, but both waifus will go for 20 MINUTES in an Iron Waifu match! Both women are gonna have to pace themselves in this hellish match type! Camilla easily has the strength advantage, but Kiyoko has shown to take an incredible amount of punishment and still get the pin! Bloodsucker vs bloodthirsty! So let's ring that bell for our MAIN EVENT!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zy8EdSbWA8I

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>>21559553
After the handicap match ends, The Divine Mansion’s Chief-Of-Staff Isabella De La Fuente enters the ring. In one hand she holds a microphone, in the other a piece of paper upon which is scribbled a note in a handwriting far too untidy to possibly be Priscilla’s.

She holds the mic to her lips and reads the note. “And your winners, in what has been a super duper fun and fair wrestling match, the greatest wrestlers in the world, Priscilla Divine and Nikki Kade!”

Most of the crowd, many of whom are subscribers to Nikki’s Lonelyfans page, erupt into cheers. After waiting a moment for them to calm down, Isabella glances at Kanako, then continues reading the note. “And tonight’s loser, and for that matter a loser on every other night of her life, she is a smelly, ironingboard chested, dumb as fuck, lanky gobshite and a… and a…” Horror is etched on Isabella's face as she looks at Nikki. “You can’t expect me to repeat the rest of this on national TV!?”

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>>21560218
Nikki groans and snatches the mic away from Isabella, before pushing her out of the ring. Then she turns to Kanako. “Oh, Kanny, Kanny, Kanny. Kanny Kan Kanako. You wanted the Divine Angels one on one. Right Kanny-girl?”

She points at Priscilla. “One.” Then at herself. “And another one. One on another one. That’s two! Quick maths. So what you asked for, was a handicap match! And like the charitable competitor I am, I delivered that for you as requested, right here in the beautiful Divine Arena!”

The partisan crowd bursts into loud cheers. “Ok, shut up simps, an Angel is speaking.” The crowd falls silent. “So, Kanako. Now that you’ve got YOUR match, in the way YOU wanted, I think it’s time I get what I want too, right?” The tone of Nikki’s voice shifts to a lower pitch as she speaks, and a sick grin appears on her face as she hands the mic to Priscilla and rolls out under the bottom rope and lifts the apron, looking for something under the ring.

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>>21560224
After a brief search, Nikki cackles as she emerges with a toolbox. She slides it into the ring, then rolls in after it and crouches next to the box. Her eyes flit between Priscilla, and Kanako, who is still catching her bearings after the match. Then slowly, her eyes drift back to the toolbox, which she opens with a wide grin on her face.

“You came to our home turf, Kanny. Heh, pretty stupid on your part. I guess you must have really wanted to get your hands on me, huh?” A few locks of hair fall over Nikki’s face, she brushes them away, revealing a deranged look in her eyes. “Well Kanny, tonight you’re gonna learn what happens when you try to play hunter with the apex predators in this whole damn business.”

Nikki withdraws a screwdriver from the toolbox and rises to a standing position. “I’m going to fuck your eyes with this, Kanny-girl, and when I’m done, you’ll be wearing two eyepatches for the rest of your life. And the last thing you’ll have ever seen, will be my smiling face.”

Nikki advances toward Kanako.

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>>21560226
“Yeah, Nikki! YOU’RE THE BEST! Our Queen! We love you!”

The raucous crowd of rapturous Lonelyfans Subscribers are in a frenzy, remembering Nikki’s Purple Warrior performance. Simply being in the presence of Priscilla Divine have driven many to stain their shorts in excitement.

>[From the crowd a man screams, a signature Sapphire Edition ™ pom pom in his hand. He jumps from his seat in the VIP S.I.M.P. Zone – still far away from the ring, but closer than the plebs who can’t afford the $4,000 monthly subscription, those losers.]

“Mess her up, NikkI! We love you! We’ll pay you more! Miss Kade, we love you! WE’LL DO ANYTHING FOR YOU!”

>[As Nikki makes her intentions clear, the man jumps up again.]

“Lobotomise me next! It would be an honour to be made retarded for you! I'll even pay you more! Keep me as your pet! Just to feel your eyes on me would be enough! I LOVE YOU NIKKI!”

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>>21559786
Kiyoko stumbled backstage into the interview area.
>ahaha...ahahaAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Kiyoko cackled.
>I won again! I put myself out there for 20 minutes! And I still won! I will get the Hardcore Championship back! I will get my 1 versus 1 with Cactus! I will be the BEST DOJO GIRL!
Kiyoko screamed at the camera.
>BECAUSE I AM KIYOKO KADE! THE BEST DOJO GIRL TO EXIST! ASK ASH ROMERO! ASK MIGHTY MILF! I AM THE BEST *WROUGHT INTO FLESH!*
Kiyoko screamed at the camera a bit more. Then it went away. It left. It stopped.
>Umm...umm...AGHHHH!
Kiyoko bent over and clutched her head.
>SORRY!
Kiyoko suddenly dashed off stage. Her run lowering to a sprint, she took in the Backstage area more. She checked her phone. A text from Cassie.
>Fuck.
-I'll be there.
Kiyoko quickly texted back.

>>21560226
A woman jumps the barricade, wearing a full face motorcycle helmet. Picking up a chair, she slides into the ring. Standing up, she swings hard at Nikki’s back, then at her head. She tosses the chair aside, then the woman pulls Nikki up by the hair, then tosses her through the ropes. She pulls her helmet off her head.

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>>21561120
>Sup, fucker. You're next.
Kasumi glares at Priscilla.
>HYYYAAAAHHHHHH!
Kasumi runs, then pulls a foot up and shoves her boot in Priscilla's chest.
>DIE FUCKHEAD!
Kasumi shoves her boot, knocking Priscilla between the ropes and out of the ring.

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>>21561122
>EAT SHIT!
Kasumi tosses her helmet at Priscilla, missing by a wide margin as the helmet flies past her shoulder.
>Fuck!
Kasumi turns to Kanako, struggling to get upright.
>C'MON! GET THE FUCK UP! RETARD!
Kasumi grabs Kanako by the arm and pulls her up, before turning back to Priscilla, outside of the ring with a glare.
>Tell all your *friends*. I'm after them. With or without Yumi. I'm fucking Angel hunting and I'LL CLIP YOUR FUCKING WINGS!
Kasumi walks towards the ropes.
>I WANT NIKKI KADE! I WANT PRISCILLA! TELL YOUR FRIENDS *THAT!* I DON'T GIVE A FUCKIN SHIT WHO YOU ARE! DIVINE ANGELS ARE DEAD! I'M THE FUCKIN REAPER! YOUR EXISTENCE IS A MATTER OF AS MANY HEARTBEATS AS I ALLOW TO EXIST! YOU FUCKING CUNTS!
Kasumi screamed before turning back to Kanako. Kanako, confused, accepted Kasumi's hand as she helped her backstage through the booing crowd.

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>[It doesn't look like Maaike is back yet. A handful of the girls have chosen to stick around in Paris, it seems, and frankly, who could blame them?]

Kelly remembers her first trip out of the US -- it was only a day north, to Ontario, but it was a sign that she had actually made it. She was only sixteen, not that anyone seemed to care. She doesn't even remember who she fought; four matches over two days. She won three, she recalls. The last one slipped through her grasp due to poor cardio. Shit, why did that memory come back to her?

The Dojo halls are quiet as Maria apparently is leading a training session. The old coaches would be groping the trainees, injuring them every time they tried to fight back, but with Maria here -- and, tch, Romero, Omega has to admit -- things are better. Entering the kitchen, Omega is surprised to find it empty, until she remembers that LILLITH was helping another of the Dojo trainees at the arena today.

Omega places her small gift to Maaike on one of the benchtops, with a letter nearby. Kelly O still has no idea what one is *supposed* to get a fox girl who just won her first championship, so she went to one of those shops to make a custom gift. The kind of thing that a young Tamara Smith might have once enjoyed receiving, if anyone had cared about her enough to get her something.

The kitchen is still and silent as Omega decides what to do, before settling on the same thing that has always served her well: leave without having to talk to anyone and send a conciliatory text. Grabbing her cellphone, she scrolls down to 'M' and sends a text to the Dojo's head trainer. Their last conversation was a long time ago.

> "Won't make it to the celebration. I left something for Maaike in the kitchen. Say hi to Ashleigh for me."

With one last look around the kitchen, Omega departs to finally get back to the Academy.

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>>21561202

>>21560595
kek

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>>21561124
Nikki’s heart quickens as she imagines inserting the screwdriver into Kanako’s eyes. Puncturing those moist little globes, sliding deeper and deeper in, the noises Leichenburg would make as it happened… it was all so intoxicating. She starts to laugh as she closes the distance between herself and Kanako. If she went deep enough, fucked those eyes hard enough, wouldn’t she reach Kanako’s brain? It was all in there after all, in a person’s head. There was only so much room. What kind of noise would Kanako make then? Or would the noises stop?

Nikki’s breathing becomes heavier, and heat rose within her from the pit of her stomach. She wanted to find out. Needed to find out.

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>>21566043
Nikki barely registers the gasps from the crowd when someone jumps the barricade. She’s too engrossed in what she is about to do to notice anyone else. It fascinated her. Excited her. Aroused her. After she shared this moment with Kanako, that skateboard chested prick would never be the same, and no one watching would ever forget what they had just witnessed. It would last forev-

The impact to Nikki’s back tears her out of her fantasy, and then the blow to her head momentarily relieves her of her senses, such as they are. She is vaguely aware of her own body being sent through the ropes and out of the ring and by the time she regains full awareness, she spots Kasumi out of the ring, backing away with Kanako and screeching threats.

Nikki crawls back into the ring, and assumes a kneeling position. She wasn’t sure why Kasumi was here, now of all times. Did Cassie know about this? Did she approve of Kasumi meddling with her business? No, she couldn’t, she certainly hated Kanako every bit as much as she did after the conflict between The Widowmaker Society and Deathproof. And that meant Nikki would likely be free to take vengeance on Kasumi without her older sister interfering.

Nikki begins to smile, then laugh as a few streaks of blood trickle down her face. Tonight, she didn’t get to share the moment with Kanako that she craved. But now it was only a matter of time before she would get her hands on Kasumi, the woman her sister tried to replace her with.Nikki's laughter intensifies and she allows herself to fall to her back, lying in the ring as mental images of the things she wanted to do to Kasumi flash in her head.

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>>21558453
https://archive.palanq.win/bant/thread/21438762/#21486996
https://archive.palanq.win/bant/thread/21438762/#21487001
In the wake of Club Xtacy’s temporary closure, business is booming in Atavi Square, now the undisputed hottest party district in Spaghetti Town. And as as sure as a moth is drawn to a flame, Lexi Kade was drawn to the party atmosphere. It was the perfect place to blow off some steam, find human males worthy of entertaining her and, given how new Spaghetti Town still was to her, every night out felt like an exciting adventure.

But on this occasion, Lexi is seeking none of that, and a bell rings as she pushes open the door of a small store that one could easily overlook amid the nightclubs, bars and other more attractive places of business in the vicinity. An old man standing behind the counter smiles as she enters and reaches for a shelf, withdrawing a large box. “Miss Kade. Your order has been completed as requested.”

Lexi struts up to the counter and takes the box, never so much as sparing the old man a look. She opens it, and smiles. New ring attire. And a customised version of the WWA Intercontinental Championship. She grins as she raises it. That tired old black strap and plain faceplate on the old one was fine for those who came before her. But she was Alexia Kade. Third Generation blood of The Foremother. She deserved a prettier prop around her waist, and this, this would fit the bill perfectly.

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>>21566462
“Good work mate,” she says, as she places the championship back into the box and closes it. She reaches into her purse and withdraws a $50 note, which she dismissively tosses toward the man. “That’ll do for you love, yeah?”

A look of incredulity crosses the old man’s face. “Miss Kade, between your new ring attire and the custom championship, the work I’ve done for you is worth tens of thousa-”

There’s a loud thud as Lexi bangs a fist on the counter, and the man falls silent. “You know what else is worth thousands? The savings you’re making not having to pay protection money to my cousin. She likes to act like people don’t know what she is in this town, but a clever old geezer that’s lasted as long as you, you know don’t you mate?”

The man nods slowly.

“Yeah that’s what I thought. So tell you what, yeah? I give her the word, tell her about how all you lot are doing great business around these ends while Club Xtacy is out of the picture. And then she sends fifty to a hundred muscular, tatted up Irish lads with guns to bring this place under control and small business owners like you find yourself paying up thousands to her organisation. You want that?”

The man shakes his head.

“Mmmhmm. Then tell you what mate, give me that 50 quid back. Since you made me waste my time putting you in line, this’ll be on the house.” She knocks on the box. “And I don’t feel like carrying that around actually, so have whoever helps you out with this place deliver it to me in the morning, yeah?" She scribbles the address of a hotel on a piece of paper. "That's where I'm staying at the next few nights. Have the delivery person leave it in the lobby."

The old man sighs, and slowly nods his head as he slides the $50 back to Lexi.

Lexi smiles. “Pleasure doing business with you mate.”

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>>21566466
As Lexi leaves the store, her phone pings with the notification of a new text. She unlocks it and reads the message from Cassie, requesting her presence at WWA HQ. The specifics of what Cassie’s intentions were remained unclear but it seemed she wanted all of her relatives in Spaghetti Town to be present. Lexi had no issue complying with this request, Cassie had been good to her. And it would be an opportunity to finally meet her other cousin, Nikki.

After Lexi replies to Cassie's message, she notices two others from Akane and Cindy. She taps Cindy’s. Family first.

> Thanks love. I think your idea of celebrating and mine might be a little different tho, LOL!

Poor girl. She was a Kade, that was undeniable. Her eyes were the right shade of green and possessed that occasional slight glow that differentiated them from the green possessed by many humans. And her hair matched the shade of The Foremother’s just like Lexi’s did. But yet, something wasn’t right with her. She seemed too… naive for a descendant of The Foremother. Perhaps she was defective, like ArKade. Well, not like ArKade, they were defective in different ways. But still, she seemed so far too human.

Perhaps it was because she didn’t spend time around her own kind. No mother to raise her the way she should have been. It occurs to Lexi that there must be a lot of Kades to have had such a predicament, given the promiscuous nature of The Foremother, and indeed, of her descendants. The circumstances of her own cousins Cassie and Nicole were no different. But Cassie at least had some time with her mother before she died, and in turn raised Nikki. Perhaps that was why, even though they too lacked proper connections to the rest of the family, they lacked that sickening humanity Cindy possessed.

But, regardless she was a Kade. She had to try to fix her. So Lexi sends another message.

> Come to Club Xtacy when it reopens. It’s time you learn more about who you are.

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>>21566468
Then she taps the message from Akane. She wanted to meet. Lexi sighs. Was this woman trying to be friends? What use would befriending a human that lacked the hardware she required even be? Lexi had done it before of course. She befriended many humans she attended schools with during her childhood and adolescent years. And she made many friends on her beach volleyball team prior to her wrestling days. She even made a few more in the GJPW dojo while living in Japan.

But only because she needed to be around the people in those locations at those times. They were useful to her, even if only as tools to help her pass time. In the WWA, where she lived a life based in an English speaking town and had access to so many members of her family, did she even need any pet humans?

Lexi is about to delete the text, but hesitates. Just earlier tonight she watched her cousin Nikki and that blonde human she allied herself with team up on that flat chested wretch Kanako. And that same Kanako was saved from them by, oddly enough, one of Cassie’s girls. But still, both instances demonstrated the value of allies in wrestling. And she may well need some of those, especially now she was a champion.

She replies to the text.

>Hey Akane! Yep I’ve won The Intercontinental Championship! But that thing was old and ugly, I got a cute new custom one made!
>WWA set me up for some lame interview on a talk show for a few days from now, come by the studio then and I’ll show you it.

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>>21555150
(Lola Hernandez)

oooh

uhhhh

hmmmmm

haah haah haah

looow laaahhh

Cactus circles, crawls. Low to the ground. Low. Low Lah. Haah haah haah. Wants ot play. Wants to dance. Wants to fight and tough and throw and sing. But.

But but but.

Low Lah beat the Cactus. Low Lah hurt the Cactus. Low Lah took the toy from the Cactus with the table leg and the metal and the glass and the fun and the Cactus juice. Ooh. Huuh. Yeah. Cactus juice. Messy dirty unclean smudge and smear and drip and drop. Cactus thinks. Cactus plans. Cactus decides.

not mayn want o pyk but

cacaust aliea koy play

low laah want to payl with toay sand tables and glass yeeessss?

okay okayokayokay oaoykokayoaky

yes ye yse y esyesyes

cacatu will coomme and plaayay

rbribng all my faovurit toys

Cactus crawl close. Still smells the Kee Yoh Koh. Urk. Retches. But smells fun. Smells Low Lah. Sees through mask. Fake skin. To real skin. To peel. Rip and tear. Rust dust and gits. Fire blood and steel. Haah. Cactus wants to play.

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Akane sees Lexi message she can't believe that Lexi actually answered after.... last time. But she did and even invited her to meet!
>Wow! I... didn't expect that! I can do it... don't screw up this time Akane.. don't do the same mistakes you did with Nikki.
She replies back to Lexi.
>Sure Love! I'll meet you there when it's the time!
Akane was full of excitment. She couldn't believe that!

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>>21566468
>Time to learn who i am? Uhh... ok?!
Cindy was a little perplexed. What Lexi meant by that? Maybe there was something about her family that she didn't know.
>Ok i'll see you at the club when it reopens! Also what do you mean different way of celebr....w-wait...Club...mens...No! Not that LEXI! I'm not prepared!
Cindy assumed... something but nevermind that, she was more curious about the family thing and Lexi was probably joking about the other thing...right?

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>>21566471
As requested by Cassie, the Kades gather at the WWA HQ. Lexi. ArKade. Kiyoko. And of course Cassie herself. There was no sign of Nikki, but Cassie had suspected that would be the case as they had been semi estranged for some time now. Or perhaps her absence was a result of that chairshot to the head she took on the latest show, from Kasumi, in defence of KANAKO of all people. Cassie would have to talk to her about that. But that was another matter for another time.

The few members of staff working nights in the WWA HQ fall silent as the group of redheads make their way through the building en route for Thea Thority’s office. One receptionist mutters a warning that Thea had been in a meeting, that she may not yet be ready for another. But it all falls on deaf ears as Cassie arrives at Thea’s office and pushes the door open.

She smiles. “Good night, Ms. Thority. I believe you were expecting my family and I,” Cassie announces. “I’m sure you’re a busy woman, as are we, so I’ll get to the point of this visit.” She advances to Thea’s desk, though elects to stand and nudges the office chair in front of it aside. ArKade gleefully hops onto it, and laughs as Lexi begins to wheel her around.

Cassie withdraws an envelope, which she opens, placing the document within on Thea’s desk. “There you’ll see that I’ve calculated the WWA’s gate per weekly show. The prices for which you sell tickets in each area of the arena and how many tickets are sold at each price point, well that information is easily obtained from online ticket retailers. Now…”

Cassie leans over Thea’s desk and turns the document over, revealing another set of calculations. “As you may know my nightclub has a moderate sized arena under it. It seats less than yours but courtesy of Xtacy’s status as the place to be in Spaghetti Town, my prices are much, much higher. What you’ll see there are the calculations for the gate of a WWA show if it were to be hosted in MY arena.”

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>>21572317
“And that, Ms. Thority is what I’ve come to propose.”

Cassie produces another document, upon which is a rather dense chart directly comparing the earnings of regular WWA shows and the projected earnings of one held in her arena. As she hands it to Thea, there's a loud bump and a yelp followed by a string of barely intelligible expletives as the office chair containing ArKade crashes into a cupboard. Cassie glares back at her cousins, and the frolicking stops.

She turns her attention back to Thea. “As I was saying, should the WWA host one of its weekly shows in my arena as part of Club Xtacy’s grand reopening, you’d generate a gate big enough gate for us to split the money 50/50 and still both retain a larger profit than what you’d normally generate.”

“To sweeten the deal, I’ll throw in 20% of all drinks sold on the night. I’ve had my lawyer Delilah email you our sales figures for each night over the month prior to the fire. You’ll see just what a generous offer it is.” Cassie smiles. Of course, her profits from Obsidian Rush were what mattered most, and those would be hers and hers alone.

Relentless in her desire to seal a deal, Cassie continues her pitch, leaning further forward over Thea’s desk. “In addition to the exceptional financial incentives you’d gain from ticket sales and the cut of our drinks revenue, you’d also be exposed to a new audience. Thousands of people visit Xtacy on any given weekend, many who are not fans of wrestling. Many hundreds of thousands more have visited in the past and would be drawn to an Xtacy branded event. You won’t just make money almost comparable to a PWE from one of your weekly shows, you’ll create new fans.”

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>>21572323
Cassie chuckles, and pulls back, creating some distance between Thea and herself. “Now of course, while I’m sure you’re an intelligent and reasonable woman, and as such, find this offer very attractive, there is the matter of the dog, and my role in the audit a year ago.”

Cassie’s expression, having ranged from neutral to as close to friendly as she is capable of throughout the conversation, begins to harden. “So if your boss has any hard feelings that interfere with a good deal for both our sides, remind him that my sister and I have carved an indelible legacy for ourselves within his company, one that’s made him a lot of money.”

She gestures to Kiyoko. “Remind him that there is no girl in his dojo with more potential than the Kade who conquered the Hardcore Division on her debut.”

Her gesture shifts toward ArKade. “Remind him that my cousin ArKade holds the Intercontinental Championship of GJPW, a company WWA is partnered with. A championship she has a challenger for, who she will defend against on WWA TV, during my Club Xtacy show, should it be authorised.”

“That Kaori bitch trying to get her jaw spun, ya get me blud,” ArKade pipes up.

And finally, Cassie’s gesture shifts to Lexi. “And of course, remind him that his WWA Intercontinental Championship is also in our grasp, courtesy of the undefeated, Zunigoth conquering phenomenon that is Lexi Kade.” Cassie’s eyes narrow. “In short, we own that furry gobshite.”

Cassie laughs to herself, and her expression softens somewhat as she takes a seat on the edge of Thea’s desk. “So, Ms. Thority. Do we have a deal? As for a name, how about 'Club Xtacy Presents: WWA Underground'. November 23rd. God knows it’s about time you people made your weekly shows a little spicier.”

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>[Sitting in a dark room, far more official than usual, Sheila Foster.]

"Orright, so Oi 'parrently gotta read dis shit--"

>[A cleared throat behind the camera.]

"Yeah, orright. Read dis *fing* out. Moy name is Sheila Fostah, and recently Oi was recawded boy a membah of da publick torking about some stuff which da dub-dub-ay wants me ta clarra-foy."

"Numbah one, Oy used some bad lang-widge which is bad. Mate, I bloody know this. Ain't nuffin wrong wiff a 'tard loik dem two. Dey's jus' bawn loik dat. Far out. Yeah, so, dun call each other cunts or retard or whatever."

>[A sigh from off camera, which sheila scoffs at and shrugs.]

"Youse da one wann'ed me ta make dis statement, mate. Dun shoot da messen-jah."

"Numbah twos, it ain't up ta me what dub-dub-ay talent does, 'specially if Spaggo Dog says uvva-woyse. So da match dis week ba-tween Sheila Fostah and Kelly Da-Vannah and K-X-K ain't gawn be faw da toitles. Yeah, 'cause dey too fucken scared. But whatevah, foin. Crack 'em loik fucken eggs anyway."

"Numbah free, Oi wanna 'pollogise faw me drinkin alco-- nah fuck off, Oy ain't readin' dis shit. Youse got what wa wann'ed, so Oi'm fucken done. Oi'm hitten da pub. Fuck youse, and fuck dem K-X-cunts."

>[Sheila rips off her microphone and grabs the tag title on the desk nearby, holding it to the camera. Muffled but discernible, Sheila speaks to the lens.]

"Oi, Kim Jong Uno and Kim Jong Dos? Bring ya bloody A-game because toitle match aw not, Auntie fucken Sheila gonna let off some steam."

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(Replying to Camilla)
Kiyoko bit her lip. Cassie could get her extradited her back to Japan. Her position was precarious. Was the info she was feeding Cassie from the Dojo not good enough? Annabelle was giving her half of it dammit. Kiyoko started to text Cassie, until-
"Agh!"
Kiyoko, in the middle of deleting her text, ran into someone. She looked up. Camilla. Kiyoko glared until she spotted the tears in her eyes.
>...I...
Kiyoko barely spoke, words failed her. She felt bad. She didn't wanna hurt anyone.
*YES YOU DO*
At least more than what happens in the ring.
>H...Hey...
Kiyoko mumbled, hopefully loud enough for Camilla to hear.
>Y-You're really...good at this. That's why I-I asked for this rematch...sorry...
Kiyoko suddenly felt bad for winning. That was bizarre.
>I...I don't have many friends here. I imagine you do. Everyone in the dojo hates me, but I don't hate you. When um, it, takes over I get a little too aggressive. So...
Kiyoko put a hand on Camilla's shoulder.
>Sorry if I was mean. Y-You did good though. Don't feel bad.

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>>21572328
Kiyoko had showed up to the meeting. She was clearly uncomfortable. Typically quiet, the formal atmosphere and her dress made it even worse. Kiyoko instead decided to look at all her "family" members. Lexi? Too big. Also didn't seem like she had enough to do the hard jobs. ArKade? She was...weird. Cassie? No.
Kiyoko adjusted her dress. Until Cassie addressed her.
>Ah!
Kiyoko was caught off guard.
>I...ahem...
A Xtacy assistant held a microphone towards her mouth.
>I would like my Hardcore Championship back. I can break your back Kiera. I beat Cactus too. I defended my title more than you.
Kiyoko said meekly into the microphone. As Cassie finished speaking, her stomach did a good impression of a cement mixer. She held it down for the most part, but the anxiety of public speaking wore on her.
>E-Excuse me!
Kiyoko dashed off to the bathroom to vomit from anxiety.

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Kanako hops in front of a WWA backstage camera.
>HELLOOOOOOOOOO MY WARRIORS OF LOV-URCK!
Kasumi shoved Kanako out of the camera as she was mid-pose.
"NIKKI KADE! PRISCILLA DIVINE! I'M GONNA SNAP YOUR FUCKING NECKS! I have hated the Divine Angels since my FIRST FUCKING DAY HERE! I HAVE *NEVER*"-
Kanako shoves Kasumi off camera.
"WHAT?!"
>YOU RUINED MY INTRO!
Kanako screamed at Kasumi.
"OH! OHAHAHAHA YOU WANNA TALK ABOUT RUINING SHIT! YOU RUINED OUR FAMILY YOU PIECE OF SH-
The camera turned as it recorded Kanako catching Kasumi's fist.
>UuuuuuuHhhhhhhhh!
Kanako pulled a furious Kasumi in front of the camera.
>W-Well, I-urk!
Kanako struggled to hold Kasumi's fists back. She turned to the camera.
>KADE-CHAN! VS KANAKO AND KASUMI! STANDARD TAG-AGH!
Kasumi's fist broke through and hit Kanako in the face. The two quickly got caught up in the camera cables as it fell over and the feed turned to static.

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>>21572794
>>21572328
>[Thea peers over the rims of her glasses as Kiyoko departs in rapid fashion.]

"'Come in.' 'Good, thank you.' 'Please, have a seat.'"

>[She says nothing to let her point hang in the silence, briefly.]

"Miss Kade. Well, I should say, Miss Cassandra. Please don't sit on my desk. If you'd like a chair, I can have one brought in for you. Let me try to keep up with your monologue."

"You mention the audit, and if you had given me a moment to respond, I'd have told you not to. Mr Dog has no ill will toward any of the... crusaders. Your acceptance into the B1 should have been proof of that. And the fact your cousins, Miss Alexia and Miss Arleen, are here at all. Believe me, Miss Cassandra, if Mr Dog held grudges, you would not be here, no matter which championships your Family holds, impressive though it is. How strange to see no title around your waist, though. But you are here for business, not pleasantries, so let's also cut out the *measuring contest*, shall we?"

"Put simply, your numbers are agreeable. It will likely be good for viewership, and as you mention the revenue will be notable. You'd appreciate we will need to send WWA personnel such as ring announcers, medical staff and ring crew to go over your establishment's assets. This isn't a lack of faith, but purely a legal situation. Miss Doyle can handle this aspect."

"On the WWA's side, we can provide whatever else is required. We imagine your *suppliers* will have you well stocked. Alcohol, of course. Please remember that the WWA is a family show, and the merchandising revenue primarily comes from families with children. There will be a rush, I'm sure, when this is announced, but you are expected to maintain the safety of everyone at your club when the WWA is involved. Do I make myself clear?"

"We can work out further details as required via email. Unless you have any more questions, Misses Cassandra, Alexia, or Arleen? Or on behalf of Miss Kiyoko."

Nine bumps of Obsidian Rush.

>>21576004
WHERE?!

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>>21572957
A bikini clad Nikki Kade presses her breasts against K-Chan’s back as she hugs her from behind while a camera captures the two relaxing in the Divine Mansion’s main pool. She smiles at the camera and then, in a gesture showing tenderness which wildly contrasts with her attempted maiming of Kanako a few short nights ago, she kisses K-Chan’s neck.

K-Chan leans back in Nikki’s arms, fully surrendering herself, and a gentle moan escapes her lips as Nikki begins to bite and suck on the soft skin of her neck, clearly intending to leave a hickey. Before long, the action devolves into a series of kisses, before Nikki turns to look at the camera once more.

“Ever since the Tag Scramble, K-Chan and I have been super tight. I mean, we’re both Angels. We have similar careers outside of the ring. And excellent chemistry in it. We’re a tag team, in every sense of the word. Two wholes, who come together to form two halves of something even greater.”

“And Kasumi… Kanako, you challenged us.” Nikki laughs. “The two of you who hate each other, who have nothing in common except the dirty, worthless DNA your parents gave you. That and a hatred for your betters, people like K-Chan and I. People like Priscilla. People like the Divine Angels.”

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>>21577314
“Now look, I’m not gonna lie. Kanako you’re actually pretty good.” Nikki lets her words hang in the air as she reaches across to the poolside area for a vape pen and takes a long drag from it, before passing it on to K-Chan. Then she continues. “Pretty good at taking a beating that is.” She laughs. “How long did you spend getting pounded by me and Pris?”

“And Kasumi, my sister and I don’t see eye to eye on everything but she wouldn’t let you run with her unless you had some sort of upside. And you did kinda kick the shit out of the paper champ, even if you didn’t have the sort of expertise to close out the result the way someone like me does.”

Nikki sneers. “But here’s the thing, that’s all you two got. Your admittedly decent individual capabilities. But in a tag match, if you can’t become one with your partner you’ll get torn apart, every single time. And I love tearing you apart, Kanako. Almost as much as I’m gonna love fucking Kasumi up. I mean, I got you twice already Kanako, I could use some fresh meat.” Nikki licks her lips. “I’m sure your sister will be delicious. Isn't that right, Kasumi? You're gonna be a nice yummy treat for me, just like last time!”

“So we accept your challenge. Kade-Chan! Versus The Drunk and The Chestless!” Nikki and K-Chan burst into laughter.

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(Replying to Camilla)
>Y-You nearly beat me twice! Both times going 20 minutes at least!
Kiyoko responded. She wasn't sure of her own wrestling ability, but she won a title on her first official night. And she was a Kade. Kiyoko took the hand off her shoulder as Camilla smiled her, blushing. She didn't mean to do that. She looked at the ground as Camilla brought up she didn't have friends either. She tried to process everything Camilla said. She wasn't good at this sorta thing.
>Y-You're not a joke...you're really good at this. I ah, well, um, I...
Kiyoko clasped her hands together and fidgeted her fingers. What did she tell Coach Ash?
>I-I might be mean w-when promoing but I'm not usual-er, I'm not like that.
That was it. That should work. It was gone for now.
>S-So I know it's hard not having friends. Everyone hates me because I'm a Kade. But u-um, if you want a friend, I'll try...
Kiyoko forced a slight smile despite her nervousness and held a hand out to Camilla.

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(Replying to Camilla)
>So does silver actually kill vampires?
"According to G1%×^ reports. Off the record, of course. Do you really think you'll have to shoot her?"
Prophet's voice rang out in Kanako's ear.
>No, of course not. I'm trying to recruit her.
Kanako loaded a revolver with silver tipped bullets. She spun the cylinder before slamming it shut and sliding the revolver into a holster on her thigh.
>But I need to be more careful after the Oppai Bridge incident. Backup plan never hurts.
"That's what I've been trying to tell you. Retard."
>Hey jer-
Kanako cut her reaction off as a worker from Ivar's Incredible Icelandic Icecream shop came out, with an obscenely large ice cream cone covered in a disgusting amount of sprinkles.
"Ummm...Miss Leichenburg? I believe this is your's."
>Yep!
The worker awkwardly handed the ice cream cone to Kanako.
>Camilla should be here any minute! In the mean time...
In the history of Ivar's Incredible Icelandic Icecream shop, they had never seen anyone devour ice cream as quickly as their recent customer had.
>Yum!
Kanako bit at the cone, the stack of ice cream scoops gone.

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In front of Train Girl's apartment, the cheap apartments right next to the train tracks. Laying there is a present wrapped. Wrapped is a generous description, as it is clear the package is a JNR Shinkasn model kit. The card tied to it says,
"You did your best. I'm proud of you. You'll get better and beat the f-*the writing degenerates into intelligible scribbles*
- Love, Kasumi"
And there's a brown stain across half of the card that smells of whiskey.

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>>21577321
>Mmmmmmmm...
K-Chan stumbles a bit after Nikki's "actions", but regains her balance, the pool helping her.
>I...
God dammit she wanted a line of Rush.
>I...
Fuck it she didn't need it. She laughed with Nikki.
>You're fucking done!
K-Chan grinned at the camera.
>Do you seriously think you'll beat us?
K-Chan raised an eyebrow, leaning up against the edge of the pool.
>Who do you think you are?! Kade-Chan won the Tag SCRAMBLE! WE WON THE TITLES! You think you two retards will make a difference? A failed world champ and a failed EVERYTHING!?
K-Chan swam to the edge of the pool and grabbed a piece of chocolate. She held it between her teeth and swam over to Nikki. She leaned her face close to Nikki before she bit the chocolate. They then kissed each other. K-Chan turned to the camera.
>Shut that trash off. The O'Brians shouldn't-
The stream ends.

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(Reply to Camilla)
A flood of texts hit Kanako's phone all at once.
>Kasumi...goddammi-
Kanako looked up and saw Camilla.

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>>21577894
>Hiya!
Kanako waves at Camilla as she approaches.
"So...vampires are NOT immune to sunlight..."
>Shut up Prophet.
Kanako mutters. She smiles and waves at the empty chair across from her.
>...If you'd like to stand, that's fine too!
Kanako's smile widens, before her expression turns serious.
>I'll be frank. I need help against the Divine Angels. Deathproof needs help against the Divine Angels. They've run rough shod through this entire company. I and others intend to stop them.
Kanako pulled a couple papers from a plastic bag by her feet and laid them on the table. Profiles of Priscilla Divine. Nikki Kade. Spirit. K-Chan. All their FBI profiles listed.
>I've watched you. I got eyes everywhere. But I dunno how you feel. I can't see that. I wanna make something to fight for everyone. Something that doesn't yield to the Divine Angels. Something that doesn't say no. Something that doesn't give up. Something to keep anything evil away...ah.
Kanako gasped.
>Sorry. Preached too much.
Kanako glanced at the table. She then looked up at Camilla.
>I dunno how much you dug into me, but it's me and my sister at the moment. Who hates me and works for someone who hates me more. I can't offer fame or fortune. All I can offer is fighting evil. And I asked you because you seemed like the right type.
Kanako smiled at Camilla.
>So, what do ya say as a first impression? If you need to think about it I understand.

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>>21572957
A Tweetstagram stream is started from @KOBitch. The camera is pointed at a disheveled man, on a sidewalk crawling back from the camera.
>See that chat?! That's a fuckin car jacker! Who thought he could get away with his bullshit-
The camera is pointed in the air as Kasumi's foot met his face. The camera lowers and Kasumi turns it to herself.
>Bitch! Y'know what I'ma tell the bar staff to call STPD. Fuck you.
Kasumi yelled at the carjacker. She one handedly lights up a cigarette.
>Oh yeah I remember what I came out here to do.
Kasumi takes a drag off her cigarette and looks at her phone.
>I'll tag with Yumi. I'll do whatever to get to you. I told you. I FUCKIN' *TOLD* YOU YOU'RE NEXT! PRISCILLA! I've had a problem with the Divine Angels for a long time. I'll eat shit, I'll drag myself through mud, I don't give a fuck. I HELD A BEACH PARTY TO FIGHT DUNA! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GONNA DO-

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>>21577896
The stream crashed as Kasumi screamed at the camera. Another stream was started from the @KOBitch account an hour later. Kasumi was in an alley, with a beer can this time. She took a sip.
>Whores. That's what Kade-Chan are. Nikki, I got a bone to pick with you. You tapped the FUCK OUT our first time in the ring. You LOST. But because of stupid rules, you won that match.
Kasumi tossed the beer can aside.
>Congrats. Talk ALLLLL the shit you want. But you're nothing but a two-bit lonelyfans whore. Just like K-Chan. Just like the rest of the Divine Angels. Talk all the shit you want about me not beating Duna. Tell everyone I lost. Tell everyone Yumi's record. But. TELL your fuckin *BOSS*! I wanna fight her! TELL HER I MEAN FUCKING BUSINESS!
Kasumi glared at the camera.
>I can spare one match tagging with Yumi to beat the fuck out of you, Nikki. And as pissed as I may be about you being a whore, and winning our match on a technicality, I moved on. You're the second in command. I want the general. I want *you*. Priscilla. And Nikki. *And.* Nikki. You're an *And.* That's all you are. An amusing aside. A joke. A laugh. A sidekick. A competent joke, I'll give you that. And K-Chan?
Kasumi tries to stifle laughter. She ends up glaring again.
>But at the end of the day that's all you are. You're just in the *fucking* way Kade-Chan. I wanna talk to your manager.
Kasumi smirked.
>Get your boss to talk to me or I break your faces. I'll fight the minions to get what I want. Tick. Tock. Bitches.
Kasumi ended the stream.

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>[The wrestlers of the Waifu Wrestling Alliance are expected to do promos leading to their matches. IT was not so in Goon Japan, which Ayashi is most familiar with; in fact, before MADDOTAKO's rise to the GJPW Intercontinental Championship, it was almost unheard of for a wrestler to grab a microphone and speak *before* a match. That is all to say, this is unfamiliar territory for Ayashi, preparing for a match against two fellow WWA newcomers -- albeit one with a year of independent experience and another with... too much Hardcore experience.]

From somewhere inside the WWA Dojo, filmed earlier in the day, soon after learning of her impending match, Ayashi speaks to a camera she has placed resting on a weight machine nearby.

"Miss Myli, Miss Burchfield. I don't know why I have been asked to be in this match, but you would be foolish to count me out due to a lack of experience. When that bell rings, the adrenaline hits me and I cannot control myself, and you won't be able to handle me either. Couch McTavish has taught me her submission escape expertise, and Her -- my previous trainer has taught me counters to all manner of throws. And when there are no disqualifications, there is nothing holding me back from running over both of you."

>[The moment the camera cuts, Ayashi's hands are a typewriter of nervous energy, tapping rhythmically between themselves. Her breathing increases. As soon as she is able she will head back to her office to corroborate her newfound information on submission escape in a report for her benefactor. How much longer must she do this?]

10 bumps before a hardcore weekend.

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>[Finally, the Breast Bout Machine has come... home.]

After what feels like months away, Omega finally enters the front door of the Night Villa -- no, Oni Villa -- no, Oni Academy. Goddess above, the place has as many nicknames as Onigiri at this point, Omega laughs to herself. But home she is, with the success of Maaike adding some pep to her step. Kelly can't help but hope the foxgirl likes the gift. It's silly, but she earned some recognition, and Omega knows all too well what it's like to put in the work just for it to feel like nobody even cares. But Omega cares.

Omega puts away the few groceries she bought with her into the surprisingly clean kitchen. Upkeep like that was commonly espoused in the GJPW Dojo in her time there, but it was not really the Imp's style, especially since Shogun left. Where the FUCK was she, anyway? It doesn't seem like Persephone and Pandora are back yet, or at least they haven't been here in a while, so Omega's not sure who's done the cleaning. What matters is the pantry is fully stocked, and Omega has no plans for the foreseeable future. Omega yells through the Villa.

"Hey, Imp? Onigiri? Are you here?"

As she awaits a reply, the No Wanged Angel slumps back onto the couch and lets out a deep sigh. These kids are exhausting. Apparently the twins -- the Japanese ones, not the Scottish ones or the rainbow ones -- are here now, too, but Omega hasn't had a chance to meet them. Hasn't seen the girl in yellow, either. Goddess above, there is so much to keep track of, people to mentor, coaching to do.

Thankfully, Kelly Omega loves this shit.

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https://archive.palanq.win/bant/thread/21438762/#q21547727

`They call that service? Don't they know who we are?`
**We saw a pin one wore. Fans of Sheila Foster, it seems.**
> "Don't bad mouth them! Or we can't fly with them next time!"

Persephone is finally home.

"It is good to stretch our wings again."

Her trip to Paris alongside her tag team partner and quickly-becoming-best-friend Pandora did not go quite according to plan, but the chaos caused in the filthy French streets in the days following was enough to make the trip worthwhile.

"Did you see that rainbow, Pandora? We found it disgusting. Bright and... garish. We'd sooner pluck out our own eyes that deal with any of that ilk."

"Our Academy teammates face the tag team champions soon. An interesting match-up, we suggest, and no matter the outcome, we could make a... statement?"

Under an hour until showtime!

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>[Brief video. Movement in bushes. Rustling of trees. From shadow, the Huntress comes.]

「 Sonya. Barbarian. 」

「 Time is close. Battle is soon. Test for you... and Nefertiti. 」

「 Neith by my side, yes. But a solo hunt. Return to the old ways. 」

「 The Hunt will be brief. 」

「 Nefertiti of the Pride will come before you. 」

「 And when The Pride comes before you: Fall. 」

>[Return to darkness. Return to the hunt.]

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Since debuting in the Waifu Wrestling Alliance, both Charlotte Burchfield and Axis are undefeated, and after a confrontation backstage, Charlotte sought an official match from a WWA executive. Though behind closed doors, it is understood the match was made with something of a personal twist for said executive: the addition of Ayashi to the match, to make the triple threat coming your way tonight.

Will Charlotte Burchfield, known across the wrestling world as the 'Queen of Bloodbath Goodness', find herself in her element with no disqualifications? Or will Axis' unique combination of speed and power give her the advantage she needs against two first-time opponents? Or, will Ayashi's burst of adrenaline cause this match to be a quick one, if she is able to land a single, deadly strike while one of her opponents is off guard? Anything can happen, but there can only be one winner. Let's find out who that is right now!

https://youtu.be/WHxfId6KnxY

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Returning to Spaghetti Town with a newfound vigour, Nefertiti and Neith of The Pride are accepting all comers to sharpen their teeth in combat. On a similar quest of her own, the Scottish Barbarian Sonya had only recently recovered from her own injuries, and sough training of her from true warriors who were not just acting, like she was. To that end, Sonya specifically called The Pride out to a battle, and it was Nefertiti who answered. Offering a one-time-only singles match, with all further meetings to be contested under tag team rules, Nefertiti and Sonya will clash tonight for the first time ever.

As each looks to turn their recent fortunes around, who will come out on top here tonight? Will Sonya finally find some actual friends? Or will the Huntress of the Pride put Sonya down?


https://youtu.be/dZ9U4FeQCnQ

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Kanako Leichenburg took an ill advised match -up, a Divine Punishment match against Nikki Kade. Said match turned out to be a handicap match including Priscilla Divine. Though she fought hard, she couldn't win the two-on-one match up. As Nikki was about to finish off Kanako, a woman made the save. Hell seemed to have frozen over, as the woman was Kanako's estranged sister Kasumi O'Brian.

Despite issues still remaining between the two O'Brian sisters, both looked toward the Divine Angels for another match up. Calling out Kade-Chan, they were happy to accept. Looking for revenge from last week, this one is sure to be unpredictable.

https://youtu.be/gFcutXG__tg

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Over two months ago, both Lola Hernandez and Cactus Jane entered into a three-way match for the WWA Hardcore Championship, but neither left with the title in their grasp. In fact, it was Lola who ended the championship aspirations for the thing they call Cactus on that night, it is something the former longest reigning champion in the division's history has not forgotten. Still unsatisfied with being two parts of a threesome, Lola Hernandez put the word out to Cactus Jane just under a week ago: it was time to meet one on one where the rules allowed for maximum carnage. A meeting at Cactus' downtown warehouse soon after saw the challenge accepted, and this match made official.

We have here a first-time single meeting between the former longest reigning and most defending Hardcore Champion in company history, Cactus Jane, and a woman hell-bent on finally laying claim to that championship and calling it her own, Lola Hernandez. With no disqualifications, no countouts, no time limit and a specially requested assortment of toys under the ring, who will come out on top and begin the bloody climb to the Hardcore Title?

https://youtu.be/mnLSIuPh3FY

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Since winning the WWA Tag Team Championships almost three months ago, Kelly DiVanna and Sheila Foster have not teamed a single time, and indeed never had match where tags were required. All of that changes tonight, as for the very first time, the reigning champions enter a tag team match against the recent winners at Waifus in Paris, Kairi and Kimiko Minakami, collectively known as KXK. Stemming from a post-match, backstage assault by Kelly DiVanna following her own victory in the WWA's international event, this meeting sees the Minakami Clan sisters from the Oni Academy facing one third of the Widowmaker Society and the woman who helped them to victory over DEATHPROOF earlier in the year.

Though the championships are not on the line tonight, there is no denying that a win for KXK would put them at the top of the list of challengers. While for Foster and DiVanna, a chance to prove the non-believers that their chemistry outside the ring is just as good as when they team to face an up and coming team. Oni Academy versus Widowmaker and Partner; three of the victors from Waifus in Paris meet; KXK versus DiVanna and Foster: who ya got?

https://youtu.be/6upt-YDQDkc

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Cassie Maverick was impressed with Kiera Moore's last defense of the WWA Hardcore Championship. Being a former Hardcore Champion herself, Maverick challenged Moore as her next opponent for the title! Tonight, the reigning and defending Champion fights perhaps her toughest foe! Maverick has a habit of winning championship matches. Will Kiera Moore retain and continue as the Hardcore Champ? Or will Maverick once again become the Queen of Extreme?

https://youtu.be/OMHHg9vxxP8

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>>21592734
>[Bell rings. Sonya defeated. Nefertiti unimpressed. From ring, victor speaks.]

「 Sonya. 'Warrior spirit.' Hrm. Not surprised you lose to the Eastern monster. 」

「 Technical skills. Power. Accurate strikes. Useless without basics. Fundamentals. 」

「 Sonya. The Pride are a unit. The Pride are a team. Find partner. Or face us both alone. 」

「 Have the Spirit of a Warrior? Yes. Do not have the heart of a fool. 」

「 The Pride awaits your answer. 」

>[Nefertiti stands. Nefertiti waits. For reply, word or action. Neith stands at back. The lion stares.]

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>>21593205
>[A fucken draw?!]

"You've gotta be fucking jokin' moy. You've gotta be FUCKEN JOKIN' MOY."

>[Sheila Foster is not ready for the match to end, and it pleading with the referee to give them just five more minutes -- apparently not because she wants a winner to emerge, but because she wants to keep beating the piss out of the team of KXK.]

"Dose fucken cunts is da ones what wann'ed a non-toitle match, so da toim limit is dere fault. Youse carn't fucken punish moy faw dat, mate! Fuck! Come on, mate, jus' one maw fucken minute?"

Unfortunately, the referee's decision is final (and Kelly was the legal participant anyway), so Sheila Foster is left wanting more. Sanctions on her language be damned, Sheila makes no effort to lower her voice.

"Youse little fuckwits. Nex' toim summin loik Kelly fucken Dee offah's ya a tag match faw da toitles, fucken 'cept it ya weak cunts. Fuck!"

Turning to Kelly, it's clear something else is nagging Sheila.

"Dese are the cunts youse wann'ed us ta face in our first evah fucken tag match? Fuck me dead. Two fucken draws in a fucken row. Dis is dah shit Oy gotta fucken put up wiff now, hey? Ungrateful little shits from dat Rice cunt's fucken 'cademy."

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>>21573164
No ill will from the dog. Cassie had her doubts about that. The B1 was, well, old news now. So much so that it was almost time for another. And her cousins being allowed into the company hardly seemed relevant to Cassie given that Nikki had fought on the dog’s side. Any grudge he may or may not have held would surely be directed solely at Cassie herself rather than her family as a whole.

But Cassie decides not to press that particular matter any further. She couldn’t allow herself to be sidetracked from her goal. She smiles. “I’m glad we can agree on just how mutually beneficial this can be for both of our operations, Ms. Thority. Send all the personnel you need, I’ll see to it that all their requirements are accommodated.”

Thea’s subsequent request that safety of all within the club be guaranteed hangs in the air for a moment. Could Cassie truly guarantee that? The witch hadn’t moved against her since Paris, nor she against the witch. But if she returned, started another fire…

“You make yourself very clear. And in light of the recent incident, I’ll have Delilah send a copy of our fire safety certificate over to your office. Just to put all minds at ease. Club Xtacy is perfectly safe. I guarantee it.”

She glances at her cousins. “We have no questions, so if there’s nothing else we need to discuss…” Cassie extends a hand toward Thea for a handshake and smiles, “It’s been a pleasure doing business with you. And give the Dog my regards.”

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>>21593205
>>21594698
The bell rings and it’s all over. A draw. Kelly wasn’t satisfied and it was clear from the look on Sheila’s face that she wasn’t either. But while Sheila’s frustration was directed at the time limit itself, Kelly’s was inward. At twenty minutes the time limit could be longer. But it was enough time to put a team away. And they had failed to do that.

As far as Kelly was concerned, that was her fault. And she needed to fix it. She turns to Sheila.

> What they are right now, are the cunts we didn’t finish. I don’t much like unfinished business and unanswered questions. I don’t like the idea of people going around saying ‘could KXK have won?’
> And I know you won’t either.
> That’s why we should face them again, put it all on the line, no time limits. Let's crush them and leave no room for doubt.

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>>21592805
As soon as the count reaches ten and the bell rings, a hooded woman jumps the barricade and rushes into the ring. Before Kasumi can react, she’s dropped by a kick to the jaw, and the crowd boos as tresses of long blonde hair become visible as the attacker removes her hood, revealing her identity. Priscilla Divine.

At ringside, Kanako is occupied brawling with K-Chan and with Nikki no doubt eager to join in, that is unlikely to change anytime soon. Kasumi is all alone. Vulnerable. Priscilla crouches beside her, silently staring at Kasumi for a few moments.

Then she reaches into her cleavage and withdraws a plastic bag, before roughly pulling Kasumi into a sitting position and placing the bag over her head. Kasumi begins to struggle wildly as her air supply is cut off, and as she suffocates, Priscilla begins to speak.

> You made a big mistake last week when you meddled in our business and put your dirty, filthy hands on me.

Priscilla closes her eyes and laughs as Kasumi desperately claws at any and everything she can in an effort to escape, yanking Priscilla’s hair and reaching for her eyes.

> But if a war with the Angels, a war with me is something you think you want in your life, I will fully demonstrate to you just what a poor decision that was. But not tonight. No, this is just a warm up.

As the intensity of Kasumi’s struggle begins to wane and her lips start to turn blue, Priscilla removes the bag, leaving Kasumi gasping for breath on the mat. She rises to her feet, looking down at her target.

> Next week. You and me, Kasumi. One on one.

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>>21595461
"Nah dat ain't what Oy fucken want, *champ*. If it was up ta me, mate, we'd kick da fuck outta dem little shits roight fucken now and not lettem make it ta next week. Da only reason Oy ain't is 'cause 'parrently youse fucken wanna beat 'em awl 'propah' or whatevah. One minute. One maw fucken minute and Oi'd have oivah of dem cunts all but fucken dead."

"FUCK."

>[Sheila throws her hands up and turns around, back to the centre of the ring.]

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>>21582163
>Finally back ay?
>Saw ya lead another girl to a title, just like ya did me.
>Something the Dojo never seemed able enough to do, just shows the talent we have here
>Pandemonium is gonna need some lessons when they do turn up here, I mean, I’ll give them credit, biting above their level.
>At least them girls ain’t being fed weaker girls, so then can go on and on, in some long promo about how good they are in an attempt to get them over, like recent girls
>But a loss is an Academy loss.
>They flew close to the sun
>EITHERWAY, we got ourselves a real good one while you were away. Former GJPW Intercontinental Champion. The one they made the face of their brand before they caved and made my reign official
>Maddotako, the Academy’s Mad Octopus, my right hand
>She’s going to be the one to watch
>The ‘Fire’ of the Academy, heh, almost reminds me of someone who got thrown aside
>Wonder what she’s up to…
>ANYWAY end of the day OUR Academy really is a united force, especially compared to the dojo, Slimefren’s been sending me notes while he’s been out scoping the roster
>The Dojo ain’t all that united, you wouldn’t even know they’re a group without the label

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>>21597109
"Fuck, 'finally' is right. Feels like forever since I sat down."

"If Maaike is smart, she won't let this be the end of her training. I don’t expect her to show up here any time, Imp, don't get me wrong. But others will see what she... I managed to do and they'll come knocking."

"Yeah, I saw the show. I don't think Persephone was her best. Neither of them did the things we know they can do. Those tornado rules didn't favour them at all, that's for fucking sure. And yeah, then they got beat -- both of them. Your little teacher's pet took the fall, but it was Persephone who got herself killed the whole time. Maybe this is what they needed to regroup and come back better. When they get home, maybe we need to show them team work personally? 'OniMega', right?"

>[Omega gives a wry smile... which quickly disappears as Onigiri mentions MADDOTAKO.]

"Really, Yamikawa? I did not think she'd be the 'Academy' type. Last I saw of her in Japan she was all 'thank the fans' and that stuff. I saw her match against... shit, Minoru? Nah. What was her name? Suzuki, yeah. I thought they said something about the Dojo, so I assumed she'd joined them. Whatever she does next will be interesting. If she can keep her cool. But all you youngsters never do."

"Tch. 'Fire.' I don't know if we're even allowed to talk about that one. Management gets shitty when we drop certain names, even if it's just some fan recording picks it up."

"You know my thoughts on the Dojo, Imp. That place is... tch. There's some good stuff there, but it's just not worth the mountain of shit to find it. But that Chef doesn't get nearly enough credit. I was there a bit for Maaike, and I swear I heard half of them telling the other half to kill themselves. It's fucking ridiculous to imagine that's what the Dojo has become. Your little mate Holly was a Dojo girl, you know. Imagine we got more of her and less of that snuffed out Fire."

"Nice shades, but... are your eyes different? Is that an oni thing?"

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>>21592805
>>21595462
Nikki is lying dazed ringside when Priscilla storms the ring and attacks Kasumi. Nikki struggles to her feet, and when she spots K-Chan brawling with Kanako after the bell she rushes toward them and floors Kanako with a chop block from behind.

Together, Nikki and K-Chan force Kanako into a kneeling position and hold her in place, forcing her to watch as Priscilla restricts Kasumi’s breathing. Nikki laughs into Kanako’s ear and taunts her. “You’re the reason this is happening to her, Kanny. Must really suck to know that, huh?” Nikki giggles. “Ooh I like that look on your face. So much anguish, so much despair.”

She slowly licks the side of Kanako’s face. “You know, if Priscilla keeps choking her like that, she’ll die. Kasumi’s life, every experience she’s ever had, every memory bouncing around in that empty head, every relationship she’s ever formed… it’s all gone if Prissy doesn’t let her get at least a teensy tiny little bit of air soon.”

Nikki’s hands slowly shift towards Kanako’s throat. “And that’s real power. Not the money and the mansions and the cars. Nah. Real power is holding someone else’s life in your hands. Because in that moment, you become their God.” As Nikki’s hands wrap around Kanako’s throat, her grip on the soft skin of her rival’s neck tightens. “I wanna be your God, Kanny.”

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>>21600188
Nikki’s vice grip intensifies further, but the moment Priscilla removes the bag from Kasumi’s head, Nikki too releases her grip on Kanako’s throat. “Next week, no more surprises on the bridge, Kanny. No more tag matches. No more handicap matches.”

Her voice drops, taking on an almost purr like quality. “No, the time for teasing is over. It’s time we released all this pent up aggression. And I can think of no better match to do it in than a Light Tube Deathmatch! Yeah, just me and you, making each other bleed. Over and over. Fuck, it makes me so hot just thinking about it!”

Nikki’s attention turns to K-Chan, who inadvertently releases her grasp on Kanako as Nikki grabs her and begins to kiss her passionately. The crowd cheers and Nikki gives them a show, reaching under K-Chan’s skirt and grabbing her bare ass with both hands. The sounds of wet, sloppy kissing intensify, even as the TV cameras cut away back to Kanako.

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>>21593141
(Lola Hernandez)

>[If Cactus Jane were the type to be disappointed in a performance, this would be the time.]

Instead, the fact she was beaten by a woman who never touched a weapon and who stifled every attempt at showing signature offence or finishing the match, never even crosses the angel-touched mind of the Thing They Call Cactus. Laying on her back, she spams and writhes like an electrocuted dog, before flipping to her abdomen and crawling on her hands and knees to the corner of the ring. The mat is littered with broken shards of glass, and a microphone provides near constant feedback, much to the chagrin of the live audience.

Using the ropes to stand, Cactus' eyes look around wildly before focusing the masked face of her opponent. In a flash, Cactus has crossed the ring and is right up in Lola's face, eyes wide and blood dripping down her cheeks and seemingly leaking from her eye.

haah haah haah

lowowwowwww laaahhhhh

funf ufnu fnfufun playpl palyalpylp aplaypl

yessssssssss

Cactus reaches and pats Lola gently on the head a few times, as if congratulation a baby for its first word. Or a rat for not chewing a face off while the human it has grown to depend on for food slept nearby. Or the photographer boy for staying so quiet even when he wanted to scream.

With a final wide smile, Cactus jumps out of the ring and begins to crawl up the ramp toward the backstage area.

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>>21595504
The bell was rung. A draw. Adrenaline or whatever kept Kimiko moving. She pulled her leg up.
>HYAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!
Kimiko landed a superkick on Sheila's jaw.
>THINK WE DIDN'T WANT THE TITLES NOW?!
>[SHI-KIMIKO!]
Kairi pushed Kimiko out of the way as Kelly glared at her.
"HYAAAAAAAH!"
Kairi threw a superkick at Kelly DiVanna's head.
*SMACK*
It landed clean. Her foot slid across her jaw. Kairi stumbled back.
Kairi walked back as both bodies fell over. She quickly walked over to a collapsed Kimiko, helping her up, then out of the ring.

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>>21600420
As both twins made their way backstage, Kimiko started skipping.
"Ahahaha we completely FELT-*smack*"
Kairi slapped Kimiko.
"[The bell was rung Kimiko. We don't sucker punch people. We're Minakami-clan. Right?]"
Kairi held a fist out to Kimiko. Kimiko smiled, then pounded it, turning to the camera.
"Translate for me.]"
Kairi turned to the camera.
>[As long as we do our pose!]
Kimiko responded.

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>>21600421
>[Foster-san. DiVanna-san. We lasted 20 minutes against you. No winner because we're too good to beat you after only 20 minutes. After Oni Academy's training, we're the fucking best!]
Kairi pointed at herself with her thumb, smirking.
>Foster-san, you're nice but tough. DiVanna-san, you can go be a whore wherever. We're KXK. We're better than you. And-
Kimiko interrupted her promo to check her phone. Kairi looked over annoyed.
>Aha! Spaghetti Dog-san gave us permission! Training at Oni Academy has made us sharp as a tack! So we want your *WWA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS!* NO TIME LIMIT! NO MERCY!
Kimiko held a K gesture with her hand.
[...I don't think you translated me exactly.]
Kairi sighed.
[OH c'mon, close enough!]
Kimiko replied. Kairi rolled her eyes and held out a K gesture from her hand, opposite of Kimiko.
>[Because]
>Because
>[KXK]
>KXK
>[Is forever.]
>IS forever.

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>>21600420
>[No sooner had Sheila finished outlining her desires to Kelly DiVanna that in a great twist of irony, as if pre-planned in the backroom conversations of the fates, does she get a taste of her own medicine.]

THWACK.

Sheila feels the boot one of her opponents, but she can't tell which. In a split second her eyes roll back into her head, and the world goes dark.

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>>21595462
>God fucking dammit Yumi.
Kasumi steps through the ropes and points at the two fighting.
>PUNCH HER IN THE FUCKING FAC-
Kasumi yells until she was suddenly kicked in the face. Nikki. Most likely. As Kasumi tried to get her bearings, she was pulled back and suddenly struggled to breathe.
*FUCK*
Rang out in her head as she threw back elbows at the person behind her. Maybe it was lack of oxygen. Maybe it was a hallucination. But Kasumi saw Priscilla.
*AGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!*
Kasumi clawed at her face, trying to tear the bag, throwing out random elbows at the aggressor behind her.

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>>21600188
>>21600557
>KASUMI!
Kanako started to dart toward the ring until two DA members, Nikki and K-Chan, held her back.
>I'ma give each of you a dental appointment if you DON'T LET ME *GO!*
Kanako roared, glaring at Nikki in particular. Threats didn't go far, but it was worth a shot. Nikki's words slipped into her ears like a seperent.
>System administrator. K-d-a-s-h-K-a-w-a-i-i. Admin password-ACK!
K-Chan threw an elbow at Kanako's head. She was helpless.
"Use Overdrive:1.5. Dumbass."
Ran out in her ears. No time to think.
>OVERDRIVE:1.5! AGHHHHH! BOTH OF YOU *FUCK!* *OFF*!

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>>21600563
>FUCK FUCK FUCK.
The struggle for air started. Kasumi clawed at her face. She saw something strange. Then. Kasumi went limp.

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>>21600566
Kasumi went limp in the middle of the ring.
>AGHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAHHHH!
Kanako screamed as she shook both Nikki and K-Chan off. She slid into the ring as Priscilla fled.
>Coward!
Kanako looked at Nikki and K-Chan "kissing" on the outside.
>KASUMI! WAKE UP! PROPHET WHAT DO I DO WADDA I DO!?
Kanako shouted.
"Give her air. Fast."
>Okay fine here we go-
Kasumi shot her fist up, punching Kanako straight in the face.
>ACK!
"AGCK! AH-ACK!"
Kasumi started coughing as Kanako hooked a grappling hook from her belt onto Kasumi's belt.
>Let's go!
Kanako ran and slid out of the ring, the grappling hook reeling.
"What the fu-AHHH!"
Kasumi slid out of the ring and landed on the mats on her feet.
>C'mon!
Kanako hopped the barricade by the crowd as Kasumi grumbled and followed her.

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>>21600567
Kanako panted as herself and her sister slowed down.
"Whew. Close call, eh Kas-Ah!"
Kanako dropped into a defensive position. But Kasumi stopped throwing her punch.
>...Sorry.
Kasumi unhooked the grappling hook on her belt.
>Thanks. But I used you for one purpose.
Kasumi turned to the camera recording them.
>You! Record this! Nikki. K-Chan. As much as I'd like to play with you, I have more important matters to attend to. Like PRISCILLA *FUCKING* DIVINE!
Kasumi smirked.
>You think you're an Angel? Think you can send your minions after me? Pretty clever, jumping me when your retards are around. Making me struggle for air. Making me bleed. ANGELS CAN BLEED TOO!
Kasumi wiped the blood from her lip.
>I intend to prove that. You're entering *my* turf Priscilla. Think my hands are dirty? Think I'm beneath you?
Kasumi looked at the ground before staring at the camera with a glare.
>You're gonna find out what a schizophrenic woman with a lotta booze in her system and a *fucking* HAIR UP HER ASS CAN DO TO A PRISSY, UPPITY, *BITCH*! WHO HAD EVERYTHING HANDED TO HER! YOU THINK LIFE IS SO FUCKIN EASY DON'T YA? FUCK *YOU!*
Kasumi screamed, pointing at the camera.
>YOU'RE A FUCKIN PIECE OF SHIT! YOU THINK YOU'RE SO HIGH AND MIGHTY BEING THE QUEEN OF A SHITPILE CALLED THE DIVINE ANGELS! FIGHT ME FUCKER! FIGHT ME! NEXT WEEK?! FINE! *FUCK* YOU!
Kasumi took a second to catch her breath.
>You think you're better than everyone just because you have money?
Kasumi smiles again.
>You're gonna find out how far money can get you in a fight. When I RAM MY *FIST.* DOWN YOUR FUCKING THROAT! *FUCK YOU!*
Kasumi screamed at the camera, before walking off.

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>>21600569
Kanako stared at Kasumi, until she turned to her.
"...Yu-ugh-Yumi."
Kasumi stumbled, keeping her gaze at Kanako.
"...Truce until the Divine Angels are done."
Kasumi limped away. Kanako smiled at Kasumi, before she started glancing at a camera.
>Well...Kasumi said it better than I can. But Nikki. You're playing with fire.
Kanako smirked.
>I'm a flame. Along with the rest of Deathproof. And this flame is gonna burn. The entire Kade clan out of this company.
Kanako's smirk faded into a frown.
>Fine. Want a 100 light tubes? I don't care. It could be a thousand. Could be ten thousand. Could be a hundred...Heh. Lightubes. You know the difference between you and me Nikki?
Kanako smiled again.
>You can break. I don't. Ciao.

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In a luxurious downtown Spaghetti Town penthouse, Club Xtacy’s social media manager adjusts his camera, silently giving a thumbs up to Cassie Kade as he starts filming. She smiles at the camera, and begins to speak.

“A few short weeks ago, tragedy struck at Club Xtacy when two well intentioned but misguided anti-narcotics extremists started a fire on the ground floor. And since then, we’ve been closed. This city has been deprived of its favourite late night release. The locals we employ, many who are your friends or even your family, have been without work.” Cassie pauses for emphasis, and shakes her head. “All because two people convinced themselves that setting my club on fire would stop the trade of Obsidian Rush,” she continues, pushing her cover story for the incident.

The real perpetrators, Persephone and Pandora faced the wrath of The Widowmaker Society in Paris. But it wasn’t enough. Not yet. But this wasn’t the time to dwell on that. Cassie refocuses her thoughts.

“Tonight, I come bearing good news,” she says. “News that will allow us all to put that horrible incident behind us. The repair work at my club has been going well. Incredibly well. And not just that, because you see, we used the opportunity this enforced closure and building work has presented to not just fix the damage to Club Xtacy, but to upgrade, to make it better than ever!”

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>>21603844
Cassie rubs her hands together earnestly, and leans a little closer to the camera. “And so, I am happy to announce that the rumours are true, Club Xtacy WILL be reopening THIS Saturday, November 23rd with our special Rebirth event! Tickets have already been on sale to our VIPs but when this video goes live, ticket sales will be opened to the general public!”

“But just what makes Club Xtacy Rebirth so different to any other night out at Club Xtacy?” Cassie narrows her eyes, and leans her head slightly to one side. “That’s what some of you might be asking yourselves right now, right? Well, remember those upgrades I mentioned? This Saturday we will debut our brand new pool and water slide system. Now, there will be a pool on every level of Club Xtacy, all connected by water slides that take our guests down from one pool to the next. Beats the stairs, right?” Cassie laughs gently.

“And speaking of all those different levels of Xtacy? We’ve taken steps to further upgrade your Xtacy experience by making sure that your experience on each level is completely different to that on any of the others. So tell us in the comments, which do you think will be your favourite?”

Cassie grins. “Perhaps it’ll be Level One, our Party Palace on the ground floor, featuring the hottest electronic and dance DJs every night of the week. Or maybe you’re the type that likes something heavier, and you find your home on Level Two, Purgatory, the number one place to be for Rock and Metal fans, dress code, black. Or Level Three, The Sound District, home to all the banging hip-hop, rap, and R'n'B tracks you love.”

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Cassie’s voice lowers, becoming almost a whisper. “But maybe you want more. An exclusive experience. An experience that goes… further. Well look no further, because Club Xtacy has so much more to offer besides the three general admission levels.”

“Level Four, The Angel Lounge, a hedonistic heaven created by my sister Nikki and her close friend Spirit. For an additional weekly subscription fee you can rub shoulders with the elite, and enjoy the performances of our beautiful and talented dancers up close and personal. And I have no doubt that’ll whet your appetite so much you’ll want to visit Level Five, Pure Xtacy, a place where pleasure is a guarantee, and discretion, a necessity.”

Cassie chuckles. “And that’s not all. All that partying is bound to work up an appetite, so make your way up to the Skyline Bar, a classy rooftop restaurant with a beautiful view of the city, now open 24 hours a day, every day.”

“And finally, last but not least, Xtacy Underground. Located under the club is our own arena, which has hosted live performances, independent wrestling events and various other combat sports events and has been expanded to double its capacity. And I am proud to announce that this Saturday, as part of our special Club Xtacy reopening night, my employer the WWA will be, for the first time ever, hosting one of their shows in my arena, in a TV special featuring some of the biggest stars in the company!”

“So pick your poison people, Xtacy’s got enough going on to give you a different experience for every night of the week and all are welcome, especially my fellow wrestlers.” Cassie smiles. “WWA Underground and the Club Xtacy reopening party. Saturday November 23rd. Don’t miss it.”

Filming of the video then ends. Within a few minutes, it is simultaneously uploaded to the social media accounts of Club Xtacy and Cassie Kade, with an abbreviated version focusing on the WWA Underground event also appearing on WWA’s Tweetstagram page and official website.

Back and bumpin’

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“Good evening viewers, and welcome to the Wendy Winters Show, right here in Spaghetti Town!” announces the host of the eponymous talk show. The audience cheers wildly, but the volume quickly drops as Wendy continues to speak. “Today’s guest is a special one. A woman who has made a name for herself in the Waifu Wrestling Association within a relatively short time, she is the WWA Intercontinental Champion, Lexi Kade!”

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The audience claps and cheers as Lexi confidently strides onto the stage, her championship draped over one shoulder. When she takes a seat adjacent to Wendy, she rests the championship on a small table nearby and smiles as the cameras capture the custom design, which features a white strap and numerous purple gems adorning the gold.

“It’s a pleasure and honour to have you here, Lexi,” Wendy begins.

“And it’s a pleasure to be here love, in front of a camera, where I belong,” Lexi replies. “And thank you for such a warm welcome! If only you didn’t get my intro wrong!” Lexi immediately laughs, softening the accusation, and the audience laughs with her.

Wendy presses both hands to her mouth, feigning distress. “Oh no! What part did I get wrong?”

Lexi clears her throat dramatically. “It should have been: ‘she is the UNDEFEATED WWA Intercontinental Champion, THE TEMPTATION, LEXIIII KAAAADEEE!’. Like that, see? Gotta give me my props love. It’s been five months since I arrived in WWA by putting Kanako Leichenbitch through a cage and no one has managed to pin or submit me, not once. And I’m The Temptation, you know? Can’t leave that out either, love.”

Wendy smiles. “More on your impressive run in the WWA soon, but first, just what is ‘The Temptation’? Where did that nickname come from?”

“It’s not just a nickname, mate. It’s a state of being. It’s who I am, who I’ve been my whole life. The one that makes every man, woman and everything in between stop and stare when she steps into a room. The one they all want to be or be with. And it’s not just my looks. Sure, that’s a big part of it, but my presence, my personality, even my voice. It’s all irresistible.”

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“Well, you certainly won’t hear me disputing that any time soon!” Wendy replies. “And it’s fair to say you’ve backed your extreme confidence up in the ring. But speaking of what you’ve done in the ring, ever since this interview was announced, one of the most common questions fans suggested in my tweetsta mentions was this - Just how DID you end up in the ring? What led you to become a wrestler? I mean, a career that involves regularly being punched in the face isn’t exactly the most conventional choice for a woman who calls herself The Temptation!”

Lexi starts laughing. “That’s very true, Wendy, really it is. But honestly, wrestling makes a whole lot of sense for me. I’ve always been very athletic, my nan blessed the family with some incredible genes, you see. And I’ve always loved to perform, to be watched, to be admired for not just my beauty but my skill in whatever it is I happen to be doing.”

“At first I tried theatre. Yep, I was a theatre kid for a hot minute, there's your exclusive scoop.” Lexi laughs. “But I just didn’t find that fulfilling, you know? Sure, people were watching me, admiring me, but it wasn’t the sort of challenge I wanted. It wasn’t fulfilling. So I looked elsewhere, took up sport and that’s when I found that feeling of fulfilment I was after.”

Lexi smiles as she reminisces. “Beach volleyball was my sport of choice. I went pro after college and travelled the world playing volleyball on the beach. It was a beautiful life. But then one day one of my coaches who is a big wrestling fan, showed me this viral video from a new wrestling promotion called WWA, of a woman with my surname and a very strong resemblance destroying some goth twig with a baseball bat. Hit her nearly 30 times. And he asked me if I was related to the Kades in the WWA. And though I didn’t know Cassie, or Nikki, I knew they were family. My nan's genes are strong you see, I know my family when I see them.”

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Wendy leans in. “So you were able to reconnect with long lost family through wrestling?”

Lexi nods. “Yeah, that led to it. My mother was one half of a twin but her sister, had gone missing before I was born. Unfortunately I’ve come to learn she’s since passed away, but Cassie and Nikki are her daughters, my cousins, and seeing what they did and continue to do in the WWA inspired me to wrestle too, especially when I realised how popular wrestling is. Best choice I ever made, few things come close to the feeling of testing my limits against someone else in the ring, while being watched by literally millions of fans.”

Wendy nods slowly. “That’s very interesting Lexi. Do you think that perhaps the fact you relish competition so much has given you an extra edge in the ring?”

Lexi rubs her chin. “I mean, I’m sure it helps, mate. But the WWA is the greatest women’s wrestling promotion in the world. Any athlete that makes it to this kind of level, regardless of the sport, is gonna be an incredibly competitive person.”

Wendy eyes the Intercontinental Championship, then Lexi herself. “Would it be fair to say then, that in a competitive pro sports atmosphere you’re likely to become a target for a number of woman in the WWA as long as you’re holding that Championship?”

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Lexi grins. “Maybe I will be, Wendy, maybe I will. And I relish that. I don’t care if it’s LILLITH, Jade Thorn, K-Chan, Fury, or any of the other women in this company that might feel the IC strap is the next step on their journey. I’d take on any of them.” Lexi reaches toward the table, and grabs the Intercontinental Championship. “And that’s because as far as I’m concerned, this title is the most prestigious piece of gold in this company and I am THE Champion of this whole damn industry.”

Lexi stares into the interviewer’s eyes. “And I’ll tell you why, Wendy. If someone wants Duna Sands’ Championship, they have to go beat her, something that’s already been done, many times. If a team wants Kelly DiVanna and Sheila Foster’s Tag Championships, they’ll have to pin or submit one of Kelly or Sheila. Once again, something that’s been done many times. Same goes for Maverick and her Hardcore Championship.”

“But if someone wants MY Championship?” Lexi chuckles and rubs the gold face of her title, letting her fingers rub against the Pentagram engraved on the centre of its custom design. “To get her hands on my Intercontinental Championship a woman would have to do something that’s never, ever been done and that’s beat me. Unlike all those other so called champs I am unbeaten and intend to remain that way. A champion, should be a symbol of wrestling excellence, and I am the truest and most absolute representation of that in the history of this company. The most naturally talented woman to ever come through the GJPW dojo, unbeaten in GJPW, unbeaten in WWA, The WWA Intercontinental Champion. THE Champion.”

Wendy nods. “Wow, that is quite the statement. And while it is tempting to keep this interview going, that feels like the perfect place to wrap things up. It’s been a pleasure Ms. Kade, I hope we can do this again some time. Ladies and gentlemen, let’s hear a round of applause for the Undefeated WWA Intercontinental Champion, The Temptation, Lexi Kade!!”

Good morning, waifumaniacs.

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“Oi hold that camera steady, bruv,” ArKade mutters. A nervous sounding male whimpers an apology, and the light of a nearby street lamp reflects in ArKade’s green eyes as she glares at the camera.

“I fucking hate Japan, blud. Hate their language. Hate their food. Hate their fucking GeeJayPeeDubyew dojo and all their shite rules, blud. Hate their refs. Hate the Japanese wasteman fans, always quiet as fuck with their polite clapping, ya get me?”

“And now one of the Japanese galdem want a piece of The Peng Princess of Piccadilly. The so called ace of AJPW. AJPW, GJPW I don’t give a flying flippity fuck what the letters are, it’s all the same to me, yeah? But what I do give many fucks about, is building a name for myself, ya get me?”

“That’s why when I came round these ends I made it my mission, yeah, to run through every former WWA Intercontinental Champion left standing. Curry Girl, deaded her. Ash Romero, deaded her. Winter Girl, deaded her. But I’m only half way done deading WWA's IC bums, ya get me blud? And you ain’t one of em.”

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“But… But… Cassie offering me bare peas to defend the GJPW IC title at WWA Underground, ya get me bruv. We on that under the table nepo paper type ting, ya get me bludddd! I’m so shameless, swear down bruvvv!” Arkade laughs. “So come WWA Underground, your flat arse is mine. But know this, yeah? To AJPW you might have been on that ace shit, blud. But to me you a sidequest, blud. A bonus round, blud. A sidehustle, blud. A diversion, blud, ya get me bruv?”

“And I ain’t about to let a diversion turn into a roadblock. Nah bruv, a wastegal like you ain’t gonna rob The Peng Princess of Piccadilly of her destiny to be the greatest Intercontinental Champion ever seen on either side of the Atlantic by turning her into the wrestler that lost a GJPW Championship to one of the AJPW galdem. And swear down you nitty if you think I’m gonna risk having that clapped bitch that follows you around jump me midmatch. So you and me, this happening in a cage match, ya get me blud?”

“So come WWA Underground at Club Xtacy, while all the mandem and the galdem partying the night away you gonna be crying in a corner with a sore and bloody face after ya gal The Peng Princess of Piccadilly smacks you up in a steel cage and leaves STILL the GJPW Intercontinental Champion!”

Arkade does a slashing gesture across her throat. “ArKade out blud.”
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>>21600420
Kelly is initially a little surprised by Sheila’s reaction. When Kelly herself had attacked Reina after her match with Sheila, the Aussie’s reaction was one of shock, but now… she was so eager. So bloodthirsty. Almost like a Widowmaker. This was very different. And Kelly liked it.

But before Kelly could say a word, Sheila is superkicked to the mat right in front of her. Rage and adrenaline flow through Kelly but as she turns to face KXK she too is greeted with a boot to the jaw, and slumps to the mat.

By the time Kelly collects herself, KXK are long gone. But the meaning of their actions was clear. They would be back. And when they were, Kelly was intent on leaving them with no doubt that their actions tonight were a horrible mistake.

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(Reply to Camilla)
Kanako grinned at Camilla's response.
>Nothing. There is no big contract or anything. Simply you trusting myself and yourself to do what's right. If you disagree or argue with me, that's fine, but I'm taking out the Divine Angels. I hope you'll join me. I'll probably ask for help.
Kanako beamed at Camilla. She held a hand out for a shake, which Camilla returned.
>Oh. Wait a second.
Kanako stood up and turned to one of the workers of the ice cream shop.
>Hey, can I get a pen please?
"Oh uh, I have one here...?"
>Danke!
Kanako snatched the pen. She scribbled her phone number on a napkin before handing it to Camilla.
>You can text me there.
She tossed the pen at the table and smiled at Camilla.
>I'll need your help soon. I'll let you know. Thank you.
Kanako stood up, bowed politely, and started to walk off before stopping. She quickly turned around and dashed back to the table.
>SORRY! I forgot!
Kanako lifted her left leg up, pulling an item out from her boot, she quickly covered it with a napkin on the table. She then slid it to Camilla.
>I dunno if a vampire is gonna need this, but I try my best to look out for my friends. As best I can.
Kanako winked at Camilla once, but then she realized it was behind the eyepatch so she winked on the other side. Kanako walked off. She left a high powered taser underneath the napkin.

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Kaori started a stream from @FullThrottleKaori. Kaori was in a kitchen, in an apartment, stretching.
>ArKade. I am a Japanese woman. I don't speak English as my first language. But I passed the TOEFL. With flying colors. I speak English quickly and clearly. However. I don't know. What the FUCK half of the shit you said meant ArKade. I speak English. Not bong you brain rotted retard.
Kaori smirked at the camera.
>I got the gist though. You're like any other uppity gaijin. You just wanna take gold from Japan. You think you're owed it. You think you can just own the place because you're foreign.
Kaori smiled at the camera.
>I heard you denigrate AJPW wrestlers. That's fine. I don't work there anymore.
Kaori looked downwards.
>But...what does that say about you? GJPW couldn't find a challenger for you?
Kaori looked up at the camera with a smirk.
>You need the former AJPW Ace to fight? Who doesn't even work there anymore? Do ya? I'm WWA now. I have no loyalty to GJPW. In fact, I wanna take their belt to stick it to Ramen Fox. But. At this point, I just don't like you ArKade. You talk like a moron and your shit's all retarded. I'll break your back in a steel cage. And prove AJPW can tear a belt away from both their staff who never believed in me and an UPPITY BITCHY GAIJIN!
Kaori leaned forward and glared at her phone camera.
>And-
"Kaoriiiii! What the fuck?! I thought you were coming to bed?!" Scarlet's voice rang out from the background.
>...Well dammit. Anyway. Eat shit ArKade. I break your spine soon.
Kaori ended the stream.

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Akane remembered Lexi message, she told her to reach the studio after the interview and... she did. Also Akane felt a bit nervous too.. She didn't interacted with much people the past days..
>She's so... ...n-no! Compose yourself Akane! Well i'm gonna wait here for now, seems we got a strong champ!
Also Akane dressed a bit different today, she didn't want to get heat for her skimpy gold attire!
>God i can't wait to see her..........
Gladly Akane was invited because she could feel some stares..

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The sound of a running shower can be heard in the Divine Angels’ locker room as Nikki relaxes under the warm water in the wake of her tag match against Kanako and Kasumi. A Light Tube Deathmatch. She lathers soap all over her body and laughs to herself as she imagines Kanako’s body being sliced to ribbons by the broken glass. So much screaming, so much anguish, so much blood.

Fuck. All that blood was splattering all over her now. So wet, so warm. So much of it. Nikki’s nipples harden, and she clutches her face in both hands and laughs. She could smell Kanako’s blood. Her heart races and she licks her lips. She could taste it.

>What are you doing?

The sound of Coco’s voice in her head snaps Nikki back to reality. Crushing disappointment hits as the fantasy that had taken hold in her mind fades away, and the flow of warm water splattering against her skin comes to a halt as she turns off the shower. “It’s nothing, Coco. Just having a moment.” she mutters, stepping out of the cubicle.

Nikki sighs. She had always found amusement in hurting others. But lately it was becoming more than that. It was more of an intense lust. An escalation of a part of herself that Nikki always assumed was caused by Coco’s influence. But that wasn’t it. Ever since Coco gained the ability to take control of their shared body, she could feel clearly what was her, and what was Coco. And Nikki knew this was all her.

She needed to manage it. After all, Priscilla didn’t like it when she lacked control of herself. But how? Distraction perhaps? As Nikki pulls on a towel and step out into the main area of the Divine Angels’ locker room, she finds exactly that in the form of a recap of the show’s events, which airs on a large Ultra HD screen Priscilla had installed.

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>>21615925
A blonde can be seen brutalising a dark haired woman with a steel chair. Nikki’s eyes focus on the blonde. That Charlotte woman again. Nikki could feel her breathing quickening and soon she’s visualising Kanako on the receiving end of the violent display just as she did when she last watched Charlotte during the flight back from Paris.

No. This was no distraction at all. If anything it was the opposite. Nikki hurriedly gets dressed, and leaves the locker room, making her way down the corridor outside.

bumps. all of you

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Lexi is in a good mood as she makes her way through the backstage area of the studio after her interview. By all accounts it went well, and she was trending on Tweetstagram. A fitting cause for a celebration. She ponders her best options. Club Xtacy wasn’t reopened yet but maybe a night out over on Atavi Square? Or perhaps the beach bar.

Just as she decides on the latter option, she spots a recognisable face. That Spa woman. Of course, that text. Lexi approaches her. “Did you see my interview? I was amazing, right?” She narrows her eyes. “And since when do you wear glasses anyway?”

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>Well i can't fight with them right? Also... i wanted to to look better since we are in another place you know.. can't go around everywhere with a bikini!
Akane smiled then Lexi asked about her interview.
>Of course you are amazing!....in...every way.
Akane had to clear her voice while staring at Lexi, she had a cute white dress!
>Nice dress (whisper) sadly it covers the abs...
>Ehm! What are you up to now? Done with the thing?

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Lexi nods. “Yep, all done. I was planning on heading over to the beach bar, or maybe Atavi Square. But now you’re here, well, you own a whole bloody spa don’t you mate? I don’t have a ticket but if you don’t mind, I reckon I’ll spend the evening there getting pampered. I’m sure you can make it happen. Cancel some nobody’s appointment and give it to me, yeah?”

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>Oh don't worry, i always have my personal one Sure if you like we can go there, let me make a phone call!
Akane gets a bit distant just to call her employee at the spa.
>It's me, prepare the VIP Sauna, also come to pick me and my guest up, you know where we are.
Then she returned to Lexi.
>Ok dear, someone will come to pick us soon and we can go there!
Akane then whispered to herself..
>Can't wait

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>>21619175
Lexi raises a brow slightly. But Akane would have likely reserved the best service for herself if she had any sense. Being given her personal appointment made perfect sense. After all, only the best was good enough for Lexi Kade.

“That’s great, love. Just tell your driver to hurry up, yeah?”

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>>21619150
>Oh don't worry the slower he is the less pay he gets.
Then Akane phone buzzed.
>Oh good seems he's here. Let's go Lexi! After you..
A white Limo just parked out the structure waiting for the two girls for getting in.
>Good job! Eheh.

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>>21619308
“Oh? Already?” Lexi laughs. “Come on don’t bullshit me mate, he was parked outside the whole time wasn’t he.”

Lexi says her good-byes to the staff at the studio then leaves with Akane. Sure enough, a white limo is waiting outside and the driver bows respectfully, before opening the door for Lexi.

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>>21620517
After a while the girls would get there and Akane got out of the car and she was....VERY hyped. Maybe she was assuming as always but at least Lexi was keeping her company and not treating her like shit!
>Seems we are here, let's go in and...relax, you can get changed there b-but.. i won't mind if you come with me..
Akane blushed slightly but maybe.. she was pretending too much. Maybe.
>The sauna it's two doors next the changing room!

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Akane went in the changing room first...really hoping Lexi would actually peak but she forgot one thing. Lexi was.. straight.. so she wouldn't probably mind that.
>I'll go change first! Can't wait to relax...with..you.
Akane was so quick in changing that was actually shocking. Or maybe.. she was already prepared for the occasion? who knows...
She was glaring at Lexi...Maybe too much.
>.....

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>>21620641
Lexi doesn’t hesitate to get changed. She could feel Akane’s eyes on her, waiting, watching. During her beach volleyball days she had had teammates that liked other girls, but none that’d stare quite as brazenly as Akane does. Lexi decides to ignore it. This was Akane’s spa and she had been driven here in Akane’s limo. Her hospitality deserved some degree of… tolerance.

Lexi allows her dress to fall to the changing room floor, making no effort to cover herself from Akane’s wandering eyes as she then wraps a towel around herself before approaching. “Sorry mate. Where’d you say that sauna was?”

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>>21621074
>......Two...doors. Come... dear..
Akane couldn't speak clearly she just waved at Lexi to follow her unless she understood what she said.
>....too...beautiful...
Akane hesitated, she wanted to take Lexi by the hand but.. she already made a mistake to get closer to a Kade....too...quickly. So..she started walking, looking back only once to see if Lexi would follow.