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Supercard Archives / Starting the Fire
« on: March 18, 2022, 10:04:56 PM »“ALL THE POTENTIAL.”
LOCATION:KANEOHE, HAWAII.
DAYS UNTIL THE MATCH: 13.
SCENE: i
REC
LOCATION:KANEOHE, HAWAII.
DAYS UNTIL THE MATCH: 13.
SCENE: i
REC
MONDAY, MARCH 14, 2022
TIME: 3:30 P.M.
Mikah looks at the building, a little skeptical look on her face as she tucks her blonde hair behind her ears. The building was a little more run down than Mikah would have liked and she had to admit that she had more expensive taste than most. She looks over at Kendall, who had a hopeful look on her face and if Mikah was honest, an excited one as well. Mikah looks over at Kendall, who was still watching her with eagerness written in her eyes.
;;MIKAH “Are you sure this is the right place? It looks fishy to me…”
Kendall looks at the building and then nods her head.
::KENDALL “I know the outside looks a little sketchy, but the inside is really good.”
Mikah raises an eyebrow before motioning to Kendall to lead the way inside. She still wasn’t sure that she wanted to take a chance on the building. The place they had been to earlier in the morning hadn’t been favorable and Mikah had stated that she was much better off buying a building and renovating it to turn it into a gym. Kendall had told her she had the perfect location and building in mind. Mikah couldn’t deny that the location was a good place but she wasn’t sure about the building.
;;MIKAH “I’m assuming you have the key?”
Kendall gives Mikah a smirk as she shakes her head before walking up the sidewalk that lead to the front doors of the building.
::KENDALL “No, but I’m really good at picking locks. Just don’t tell J.D.”
Mikah shakes her head but doesn’t say anything as Kendall pulls a bobby pin out of the front pocket of her jeans. She watches as the younger woman picks the lock to the door to let both of them inside. After Kendall works with the lock for about a minute, the door open and she looks at Mikah with a smirk.
;;MIKAH “If we go to jail, you’re going to stay there.”
Mikah was not one that would do well in jail and she knew it and had made her peace with it years ago. Kendall, however didn’t really seem phased by her actions of letting themselves into the building.
::KENDALL “We’re not going to go to jail, Mikah. Nobody even comes around here or checks on the building. And there’s no security cameras of any sort. Just relax. Are you always so…uptight?”
Mikah frowns a little bit at the young woman and shakes her head.
;;MIKAH “I am not one that likes to break into places and I have two children that I need to be around for and I can’t be around for them if I am sitting in jail. So, no, I am not uptight, I just have other priorities that I have to think about. Trust me, when I was your age, I wasn’t so thoughtful of others like I am now. Plus, I told Mac that we had to put training off until tomorrow because of this. So, this better not be a waste of my time. And is this property even for sale? Because…what’s even the point of looking at it, if I can’t purchase it?”
Kendall laughs a little bit before walking more into the building. For a building that clearly hadn’t been occupied in a long while, it wasn’t remotely dirty. But Mikah could definitely see the potential. She could see where there could be two wrestling rings set up; one with six sides and one with four, the more traditional route. She looks up and envisions a track above where people could walk or run laps while others are training the ring. She turns a little bit to envision what it could look like with all the other sorts of gym equipment.
::KENDALL “You can see the potential, can’t you?”
The excited and eager look on Kendall’s face couldn’t be missed as she watches Mikah’s face. Mikah looks at Kendall and gives her a half smirk.
;;MIKAH “Most buildings have potential to be something, Kendall. However, this building might not even be up to code for what I would want with it. And we don’t even know if the building is for sale. Or if there’s even a revenue for this sort of thing.”
Kendall just shrugs her shoulders as she walks over to one side of the open room.
::KENDALL “I think there could always be a revenue for this sort of thing. People are always looking for spots to work out. And this is Hawaii, who wouldn’t want to come to Hawaii and be able to work out? Plus, think of all of the other wrestlers that could come to Hawaii and still get their training in.”
Mikah looks at Kendall before sighing as she walks over to the windows and looks outside to get a view of the water. She is hesitant for a moment, watching as she can see some of the people playing in the water. She turns back to look at Kendall, who was looking at something on one of the walls.
;;MIKAH “It’s a decent idea, honestly. But how many people that wrestle are actually going to travel to Hawaii?”
Kendall pulls her attention from what she was looking at before smiling at her.
::KENDALL “You really don’t know the pull your name has. Or the fact that there are a lot of people out there that would love to work under you. And to be said that they were trained by you. I know you like your space and your anonymity but you are well known, Mikah. You do have fans whether you want to believe it or not.”
Mikah gives Kendall a skeptical look.
;;MIKAH “I really don’t think so, Kendall.”
Kendall rolls her eyes at the Blonde bombshell.
::KENDALL “You’re blind, then. I came to Hawaii because I read on Twitter that you moved here. You’re one of the best and I don’t know how you do not see it. Do you think that Hot Stuff Mark Ward and Christian Underwood would let you come and go from SCW as much as they have since 2018? And adding on that, do you think that Mark Ward would be going along with this little stipulation of him telling everybody that you’re his favorite Bombshell if you aren’t one of the best? Because all of that I just mentioned screams that even your bosses realize the star power your name pulls.”
Mikah purses her lips together for a moment.
;;MIKAH “Hot Stuff Mark Ward only agreed to that to get me to enter the tournament.”
Kendall shakes her head again.
::KENDALL “Delusional. For as smart as you are, you sure like to live in the land of delusions. Just accept the fact that you are one of the greats. And that if you open a public gym, people will come.”
Mikah sighs a little before looking around once more.
;;MIKAH “Alright, this could work. But you do realize that this is going to take some time, right? That this isn’t just going to be an overnight type of deal. There’s going to be months and months of renovating and preparing for this to be open. It could take up to a year.”
Kendall grins brightly at the thought and nods her head. Mikah sighs as they walk to the door to leave the building.
::KENDALL “I realize that. I was not born yesterday, but I do think this building has potential. And you’re the best trainer there could be.”
Mikah shakes her head no.
;;MIKAH “Absolutely not. I’m selfish and self-centered. Haven’t you heard?”
Mikah was well aware of her toxic traits that she had and she had tried to work hard at being a better human being. But there were times where her selfishness shone through everything else that she wanted. She looks at Kendall as Kendall slams the door closed behind them, hoping the lock sticks before she looks at Mikah.
::KENDALL “Maybe you are. But I think that gives you the best tools to be a good trainer. Plus, you can also train newbies on how to shoot a promo; you are really good at it.”
Mikah laughs a little bit as they walk away from the building just as her phone chimes with a message. She pulls it out of the pocket of her shorts before seeing it was from Mac. She responds to the message before pocketing the phone once more.
;;MIKAH “I’m sure there are people who are better than me that newbies can learn from. But I do think that this has a lot of potential. And I’m going to see it through and see what I can make out of that building. But first, I got to figure out how to purchase the building. And you never answered my question on whether or not it was for sale…”
Mikah looks over at the younger woman and raises an eyebrow.
::KENDALL “It’s for sale. I wouldn’t show you buildings that weren’t potential places if they weren’t up for sale, Mikah. I am not that type of person.”
Mikah nods her head in understanding.
;;MIKAH “That’s fair.”
They continue to walk, having ran here from Mikah’s house as the distance wasn’t more than four miles.
::KENDALL “Now that you’ve agreed on this, how are you feeling about your match this weekend? Ready to make Hot Stuff Mark Ward admit to the entire world that you’re his favorite Bombshell?”
Kendall gives Mikah a smirk of her own as they walk in the direction of Mikah’s house. Mikah chuckles before shrugging her shoulders.
;;MIKAH “I’m ready for this tournament to be over, that’s for sure. I like teaming with Mac, that’s definitely not an issue but I’m ready for some normalcy. And of course I’m ready to make him admit that, that is the only reason that I joined this tournament.”
Kendall chuckles at the thought as they continue to walk, their strides and speed matching one another’s. Mikah smirks a little at the thought that it was getting closer and closer to the end of the Blast From the Past tournament.
::KENDALL “I know. I think everybody knows, whether they believe that’s the real reason you entered the tournament or not.”
Mikah laughs as they start to pick up the pace from a brisk walk to a jog, slowly working their way up to a run. If there was one thing about Mikah’s work out regimen, is the consistency of her running. It was one thing that she completely stayed consistent with.
;;MIKAH “I’m not sure why everybody is surprised about that being the reason I entered. I’ve been nothing but transparent about it since entering. But apparently, that’s not a valid reason for entering a tournament. Or if I don’t want the championship, I’m not a true competitor, there’s literally no in between.”
The two could barely talk as their speed reaches a run.
::KENDALL “Fuck em. They don’t matter; you do.”
Mikah laughs as she focuses on putting one foot in front of the other as they run towards Mikah’s house. Mikah barely pays attention to the people that they pass on the way back to Mikah’s home.
;;MIKAH “They never have mattered if I’m honest. It doesn’t matter that I returned to SCW just to team with Kristopher and be that unit that we are always so good at. But apparently, that makes me comfortable and complacent but nothing else. It’s annoying.”
The two fall into a quick run and they both understand the silence that settles between one another as they run. Mikah takes a deep breath and slowly lets it out as she focuses on moving in an easy pace. There wasn’t much more to say about it, not that they could really talk while they were running anyways. She was going to be ready for Sunday one way or another.
“STARTING THE FIRE.”
LOCATION: KANEOHE, HAWAII.
DAYS UNTIL THE MATCH: 2
SCENE: ii
REC
LOCATION: KANEOHE, HAWAII.
DAYS UNTIL THE MATCH: 2
SCENE: ii
REC
FRIDAY, MARCH 18, 2022
TIME: 7:45 PM
There were no pretty effects when the camera opens up to show the blonde Bombshell and SCW Hall of Famer, Mikah. She was dressed in a simple pair of athletic Nike shorts and a loose fitting work out tank top. Her blonde hair is piled in a messy bun on the top of her head and she is seated on her couch in the basement of her house. She leans back as she looks at the camera. The camera hs a view of her suitcase off to the side, clearly packed and ready to leave.
“You know, I wasn’t going to do this, like this. I wasn’t going to be that person because this match? This is the final match in the Blast From the Past tournament. A tournament that both Mark Ward and Christian Underwood care so much about because they bring it back every single year. I was going to be the better person, the bigger person, I mean not literally because well…”
She looks down at herself before looking at the camera. It was evident that she was skinny compared to what she should be. Thanks to the eating disorder that she still fought with every single day of her life.
“I wasn’t going to talk about my accomplishments in this company because they speak for themselves. Everybody knows about them because they’re there. I don’t even have to spout off about my accomplishments because my opponents will do that. They do it all the time, and Myra? You did just that even if it wasn’t outright. But you also seemed to have focus a lot of my failures in SCW. Which, I find interesting since you’ve had a lot more failure in SCW than I’ve had.”
She breathes in slowly through her nose and then slowly lets it back out.
“You talked more about how I lost the championship to Danielle Weston in 2018 more than anybody has in this company. Which, I find ironic. Somebody like you, who’s used to losing wants to bring up a loss that happened three and a half years ago and doesn’t even matter in the long run. You openly talked about how I very obviously did not try to get my championship back from Danielle Weston or how I haven’t tried to get the Bombshell Championship since returning to SCW in 2020. Why do you think that is, Myra? Have you ever thought of using your fucking brain? You know that thing in your skull that requires daily use? Maybe you should open your fucking eyes and start to use your brain because clearly you haven’t been using it for the past two years.”
A little pause for dramatic effect goes here.
“Because if you don’t think that I couldn’t have walked into Hot Stuff Mark Ward’s and Christian Underwood’s office and asked for a Bombshell Championship opportunity, then you’re sorely mistaken. And if you think that they wouldn’t have given it to me, you’re also fucking wrong. I never ask for anything in this company since my return. But do I expect somebody like you to understand that? Absolutely not. You want to talk about how your failures have only helped you rise up out of the ashes and become even better but I think you’ve got it a little backwards. Because while your failures can make you better and hep you improve, they can also define you as a person. And when I see you or your name plastered anywhere, that’s the only thing that I can think of when your name is mentioned. I don’t think about the supposed changes you’ve made to rise up from your past failures, but I think of the choke artist that you are.”
She leans forward a little bit, looking straight into the lens of the camera.
“I lost the belt to Danielle Weston in 2018. That is a fact but it did not leave me…”
She frowns as she tries to remember the word that Myra had used in her promo.
“Shook, as you like to say. I am not scared of the Bombshell Championship. I’ve held it three times; there is nothing to be scared of when it comes to that championship. I do not need the Bombshell championship to be the best. Do you think I had the Bombshell Championship when Tommy Knocks named me as the best Bombshell in the history of SCW? No, I didn’t. I wasn’t even actively competing when he named me the best Bombshell in the history of SCW. You want to say that I don’t have any resiliency when it comes to this company or to wrestling but yet, I have not lost a match in 2022 yet. And I really don’t fucking care if you’re also undefeated because my track record is better than yours already..”
She looks up at the ceiling as something can be heard upstairs. She smiles a little bit before looking back at the camera.
“Have you ever been the Bombshell Champion, Myra?”
A small smirk appears on her face as she looks at the camera.
“Because according the SCW title history they have on their website, it doesn’t list your name in the Bombshell Championship history.”
She raises an eyebrow as if she was shocked about the revelation.
“So if you’ve never held the Bombshell Championship, how the fuck do you know how it makes a person feel?”
She raises her eyebrows at the camera before rolling her eyes at the thought.
“That’s right, you fucking don’t know how it feels to hold that championship because you’ve never fucking done it. So what right do you have to talk about the way it made me feel as the Bombshell Champion each time I held that belt? Because you don’t understand what it’s fucking like and you shouldn’t get a fucking say in how it makes me feel and you don’t get to fucking criticize me for talking about the way it makes me feel. You want to act like you’re some kind of woman who’s kind and positive but you want to fucking judge and criticize me for voicing my opinion on how it made me feel?! Fuck you and your high-horse bullshit, Myra.”
She glares at the camera, that fiery look in her eyes.
“I used to kind of respect you because I thought it was a little admirable that you wanted to try to push past your failures and everything that makes you the person you are today. But after what I listened to last weekend? You’ve lost every ounce of respect that I thought that I could ever have for you.”
A chuckle slips from her lips.
“You act like I don’t know what the Bombshell Championship means to this company. And why the Bombshells in the back want it so badly. But I understand more than you think that I do, Myra. And I understand because I’ve held that belt three times previously. But that doesn’t mean that I should want to compete for it. And you think I was just handed everything I’ve got in my life? Are you fucking insane!?”
She gives the camera a confused look before shaking her head.
“Have you even fucking looked at any of my fucking history in this company before 2018? Or were you too busy focusing everything around my loss to Danielle Weston? Because what I can’t fucking figure out , is what I’ve been handed. But here, I’ll give you a short fucking history lesson to bring your stupid self up to speed.”
She takes a deep breath.
“I joined SCW in November of 2014 with a group of horrible people. They were toxic and just..not good people. So in February of 2015, I took a break to think about what I wanted for myself without those people around. I contemplated on hanging up the boots but I could feel that I wasn’t done yet. I could feel it in the pit of my stomach that I couldn’t just be done with wrestling yet as I still had so much to prove to not just everybody else but to myself. So I returned to SCW in late April of 2015 in a match that I can vaguely remember but then, in May I got booked in a number one contender’s match for the Bombshell Championship. And honestly? I never expected to win that match but I did. I earned my shot at Raynin the next week; it wasn’t just fucking handed to me. And what do you know? I beat Raynin the next Sunday to become the Bombshell Championship.”
She smiles a little at the memory as it dances in her brain.
“I honestly like to forget that I was employed by SCW in November of 2014 and I considered my signed date in April of 2015 because that’s when I really started to care. But you want to know what’s funny, Myra? Nobody fucking expected me to become the Bombshell Champion. Nobody thought that I was going to hold that champion for more than a month; they all doubted my abilities in the ring and I had to prove them wrong every single fucking time I defended that championship in 2015. I was booked in multiple triple threat matches for that championship and I won every time. There was nobody in the back that believed I had what it took to be the Bombshell Champion for months. But they soon found out that I was the person to beat. And they couldn’t fucking do it, so what did they do? They went on fucking strike because they were sick of losing to me and because they couldn’t beat me.”
She shrugs her shoulders.
“You want to say that I don’t have that same fire that I once had or that same resiliency that you think that you have but you haven’t been in my shoes. You do not know what it’s like to have an entire locker room of Bombshells that hate you. Not like they hated me in 2015.”
She smirks a little.
“Even at the awards at the end of 2015, I got voted as the SCW Rookie of the year. Me, the fucking Bombshell that dominated more than half of 2015 as the Bombshell Champion got voted as the SCW Rookie of the year. Nobody had thought I could do what I did but I did. I set that record and that bar for what a Bombshell should be. And I’m fucking proud that I made the Bombshells want to go on strike because they weren’t good enough to beat me.”
Another smirk spreads across her face before she leans back to get a little more comfortable on the couch that was downstairs.
“And as for my second reign as Bombshell Champion? I had to fucking earn that shot too. I didn’t just get handed it because of who I am in the history of this company. And I didn’t want it fucking handed to me because I preached to everybody about number one contenders matches because that’s how championship shots should be earned. And guess what? I won that match too and then took the championship from Mercedes Vargas to become the Bombshell Champion for a second time. And the third time? I cashed in my rematch clause because I couldn’t stand the thought of the Resident Nutjob being the Bombshell Champion for any longer than two weeks.”
She shrugs her shoulders.
“So you can fuck right off with that bullshit that I’ve never had to work for anything in SCW. And if you’re talking about my personal life? Fuck you. Because what I do in my personal life is none of your fucking business. My bank account is none of your fucking business either. You want to bring up the fact that I am living the high life here in Hawaii but you want to call it shallow? Is it because you won’t ever be able to fucking afford to live in Hawaii? Are you jealous that my bank account can afford it? Or are you bitter because you can’t live your life the way I live mine? Because I don’t understand what my living in Hawaii has fucking anything to do with competing in that wrestling ring. But I do see the jealousy that you feel about my personal life. You wanted to bring up the fact that I live in Hawaii and have the means to live more than comfortably in Hawaii with my two children and you want to call it shallow. Why is it shallow? Because I post pictures of it on Twitter? Or is that just another one of your insecurities showing up again?”
A smirk crosses her face once more.
“If I was a shallow person, I’d comment on how horrible you look or how many men you’ve slept with or the amount of men that do not want to sleep with you. But that’s not me, not anymore. I don’t give a fuck about what you look like or who you’re sleeping with. Becausse…”
She looks straight into the camera, a serious look on her face.
“It’s twenty fucking twenty-two and we’re not going to slut shame women for having sex.”
It was still one of the topics that made her blood boil.
“You talked a big game about me being insecure. But what exactly do I have to be insecure about?”
She raises an eyebrow at the camera.
“Because you don’t make any sense, Myra. There is absolutely nothing that I have to be insecure about when it comes to stepping foot in that ring. I know that I’m one of the best to have stepped in that ring and whether you and your naïve little brain don’t want to admit it, other people will admit it for you. My record can speak volumes for itself, I don’t need to tell you that everything I say and have said, I can back it up. You think I talk a big game, but you and I have never stepped foot in that ring against one another. You do not[/u] know who you are stepping into the ring with. You have lost twice to Amber Ryan but you’ve never lost to me. And I’ve never loste to Amber Ryan, either. I’ve never faced her either but what did you say last weekend?”
Mikah taps her index finger to her lips, frowning a little bit as she thinks
“You stated that I was scared to face the likes of Amber Ryan, Andrea Hernandez, and Roxi Johnson. You stated that I am complacent in the mixed tag team division and happy because I don’t have to face the likes of those three women. And yes, I purposely left you out of those women listed because your name doesn’t deserve to be listed with theirs.”
A smirk again appears on the SCW Hall of famer.
“That’s your insecurity, you know. You think that you’re better than you really are, Myra. But what you fail to realize is that you’re not as good as your little brain thinks you are because if you were that good, you wouldn’t have failed so many times in your career. But let’s stop for a moment and rewind for a moment.”
She holds a finger up.
“Back to your comments on me being complacent in the tag division. Did you ever think that the reason for that is because I returned to SCW with Kristopher to become the Mixed Tag Team Champions with him? Did that ever cross your brain? I didn’t return to become the Bombshell Champion, that was never one of my goals. I wasn’t going to enter this tournament because it wasn’t on the list of goals that I have for 2022 but Hot Stuff Mark Ward tweeted that if I won the tournament, he’d tell everybody that I am his favorite Bombshell of all time and that is one of my goals and I couldn’t pass it up. And here’s another little insight, Myra.”
She leans forward a little more.
“After Mac and I win this match on Sunday, and I go on to face either Amber Ryan or Roxi Johnson for the Bombshell Championship and win that? I’m not going to keep it.”
She shrugs her shoulders.
“Because everybody knows that you can’t hold two championships here in SCW, so I’m going to relinquish the Bombshell Championship to stay the Mixed Tag Team Champion with Kristopher. Because that’s why I returned to SCW this time.”
Another pause.
“However it will be fun to rub it in your face after I do both things. That is definitely a plus.”
She winks at the camera.
“And as for Max, you say that Mac knows that Myra can beat me on any given night but everybody knows that’s a lie. Myra can barely beat her own shadow. And she did fail Mac last year, who’s to say she won’t fail you this year? Since she is pretty good at failing. It’s her shtick.”
Another wink at the camera.
“She wanted to talk about her failures but I don’t see how this is going to work out for her. And I honestly think you’re turning a blind eye to it, Max. Maybe you need to be a little more aware of it. I honestly don’t even have anything remotely interesting to say about you, Max. And that’s just sad. However, if you think you’re going to beat Mac and I? You’re wrong. There’s never been a more cohesive unit than Mac and I and on Sunday? You’re going to find that out.”
She hesitates before hearing some shouting going on above her.
“Ciao.”