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Supercard Roleplays / “The Pursuit of Validation.”
« on: November 07, 2025, 10:59:53 PM »
It was the week of High Stakes and after she had successfully tweeted her way onto the show Cassie Wolfe was facing Bella Madison and Bea Barnhart in what was originally a singles match between the two older women until Christian added Cassie to the match, can Cassie get the win?
Cassie’s hotel room, Tucson, Arizona
Tuesday the 4th of November 2025, 11:00am
So yeah, I’ve calmed down a little bit since last week.
Only a little mind you because I still find it insulting that Christian is so blinded by nostalgia that he’s blind to his own former champions’ failings as I had pointed out in the twitter shitstorm that I started last week but in the end? I got what I wanted, a spot on the High Stakes card.
Even so? I know Bella wasn’t make it easy for me, Bea? Beating her is practically a rite of passage in SCW’s Bombshell Division but because she’s a former champion? She gets special treatment.
Never mind the fact that her Mixed Tag Title Reign will Bill basically lasted for five minutes.
But more to the point? I’ve cooled off a bit since last week and today Josh has given me and Harper the day off from training so he could put the finishing touches on his induction speech, now, I don’t know what Harper is going to be doing for the day because I did invite her over to do some gaming but she wasn’t up for it so I’ve just been playing with myself!
Err, as in gaming with myself, not, well, you know!
”Come on! Come on!” I yelled at my monitor while furiously trying to beat this boss in Hollow Knight: Silksong on my PS5, then? I died, again. ”Damn it, I swear the only thing more frustrating that this game’s bosses is dealing with Christian’s bullshit!”
”Hey err, Cass? Are you in there?” Harper’s voice rang out from the other side of my hotel room door and I paused the game before setting my headset aside. ”You do remember that we were gonna meet downstairs for breakfast in the hotel restaurant, right?”
”Yeah, I do! I just figured I’d play some Silksong first.” I called back before reaching for my phone. ”I was only going to play for twenty minutes tops! You didn’t need to………….” it was at that point that I realized that I had been playing for roughly two hours rather than twenty minutes. ”OH SHIT!”
Needless to say, I quickly turned off my PS5, got out of my chair and answered the door to a bemused Harper. ”My, my, late for a breakfast date?” Harper teased and I rolled my eyes. ”Whatever will Josh think?”
”Get bent!” I responded as I rolled my eyes and Harper grinned. ”You didn’t eat without me, right?”
”No, I was waiting for you but one of the waitresses told me that the kitchen was closed for breakfast, hence why I’m here.” Harper responded as she shook her head and I could only give her an apologetic look. ”Luckily she recommended me a few good Breakfast spots in Tucson if you’re still down for going out.”
”I need to take a break from Silksong anyway, that one boss was driving me up the wall.” I admitted before grabbing my coat, hotel room keycard. ”How about we call it even by way of me paying for both of our meals?”
”Sounds good to me, and I’ll pay you back once we get our paychecks for High Stakes?” Harper offered and I nodded in agreement before we walked off.
Hell of a way to start the week before the biggest/last Supercard of the year, huh?
Bobo’s Restaurant, Tucson, Arizona
Tuesday the 4th of September 2025, 11:30am
After Harper tracked down that waitress that told her that the hotel restaurant was closed we asked her for recommendations, two of the places did creative breakfasts which we were not in the mood for so we ultimately went with this local diner which serves no frills food but is popular with the locals in Tucson.
Hey look, I was a stoner when I first got into professional wrestling, and sometimes my taste buds still act like I get the munchies on the regular.
But yeah, me and Harper have now been seated and have given our orders, the only left to do was wait.
”Between me basically ranting my way onto this year’s High Stakes and you fighting your two biggest rivals for the Bombshell Internet Title?” I asked with a small grin on my face while making myself comfortable. ”We’ve definitely had a hell of a time at this year’s High Stakes!”
”Tell me about it! Almost makes me pine for that damn babywear match against Bobbie from last year!” Harper admitted as she shook her head. ”I swear to god I’ve gotta be the most cursed wrestler in either division when it comes to High Stakes!”
”Nah, at least you can say that you were never in danger of missing High Stakes!” I responded with a scoff as I shook my head. ”And you know what I had to do to get on the card in the first place! Almost makes me wonder why they didn’t run the Battle Royals again.”
”Yeah, at least that would’ve solved your “not being booked” problem.” Harper nodded in agreement before laughing a bit. ”Then again I probably would’ve tried to eliminate you from the match as revenge for last year, you know, to call it even!”
”You say that like Christian wouldn’t create a one on one “throw your opponent over the top rope and too the floor to win” match just for the hell of it and have that serve as the rubber match.” I pointed out as I shook my head and Harper laughed a bit before shaking her head. ”And now I’m trying to think of what he’d actually call that match!”
”Arena Floor is Lava maybe? Or “Falling Over the Top Rope Only Counts Here” in a play on Falls Count Anywhere?” Harper suggested and I shook my head with a slight laugh at her ideas. ”This is probably why I’m not cut out to be a fed owner, beyond all the difficulties of running a business? I put in way to much thought into that joke suggestion!”
”I’ll drink to that!” I responded with a grin before our food arrived.
Cassie’s Hotel Room, Tucson, Arizona
Wednesday the 5th of November 2025, 11:00am
*promo time*
As I got ready to cut my second promo for this year’s High Stakes? I wanted to set the record straight.
”So yeah, I guess I’d better address the twitter comments that got me on the High Stakes card huh?” I admitted after my webcam had started recording the promo and I got comfy. ”Do I regret tweeting any of that? No because I’d have fuck all to do on Sunday aside from be there for Josh’s Hall of Fame induction ceremony! Do I regret saying what I said about Candy? No because I was basically saying what everyone is afraid to admit about her!
Any other questions?” I asked before waiting patiently for about five seconds. ”No? Good, let’s move on to my actual role on Sunday night: make a match that would’ve been Bella defeating Bea in the most predicable conclusion ever by beating her and Bella!”
Yep.
”Oh and being the third wheel in the match off course, can’t forget that part!” I added as I brushed some hair over my shoulder. ”But you know what would be fucking hilarious ladies? Go on guess, I’ll give you all the time you need to figure it out! And by “all the time in the world? I off course mean……………
Five seconds after I finished that first sentence!” I stated with a grin as I leaned forward on my desk. ”The answer is simple, the woman who wasn’t even booked for this show, never mind this match originally, being the one who walks out the winner! Honestly that’s the kind of wrestling irony that I fucking live for! Anyway, let’s talk about my opponents, shall we?”
Starting with Bella.
”I swear if Bella’s in a similar spot this time next year then her downfall from the start of 2025 until the end of 2025 will need to be studied and I’m not even joking!” I added as I looked right into the camera. ”How it started: holding the Bombshell Internet Championship after years of trying, at the very least it gave me hope for my 2026 but I’m getting ahead of myself, how it ended? Random match with Bea freaking Barnhart turned into a Triple Threat because I refused to stay quiet and that third wheel might just win this thing and prove why Christian’s “former champion” defence for not booking me doesn’t hold up for shit!”
Next up? Bea.
”And speaking of former champions? Here we have Bea “does anyone actually remember my mixed tag team title reign” Barnhart! And that’s a trick question because the Barnharts held those titles for two damn weeks!” I stated as folded my arms. ”And honestly? The Bombshell Division’s punching bag somehow getting booked on this show is almost as insulting as that Candy shit but hey, at least I can rectify that soon enough!”
It’s that simple.
”All due respect to Bella and absolutely no respect to Bea? For me this match is about proving why Christian prioritizing former champs regardless of how long ago their reign was or how many people actually remember it over more deserving talent like me is a crock of shit!” I stated as I glared at the camera. ”Especially when I started this cycle by wrestling circles around the target of my frustration! But sure, act like I was the one in the wrong last week!”
And with that I decided to wrap things up.
”In the end? It just makes me more motivated to prove how full of shit people like Christian are!” I added as I leaned back in the chair. ”I know I can have a great match with Bella, Bea? Less so but if I have to beat them both at the Grand Prix of Professional Wrestling in The Pursuit of Validation? Fine! To all my fans? In a world of fake queens and full of shit owners! Be yourselves and be a Rebel Princess! And to Bella and Bea? Be ready because this Sunday at High Stakes I’ll be Hungry Like The Wolfe!”
I turned off the camera as the scene fades.
Cassie’s hotel room, Tucson, Arizona
Tuesday the 4th of November 2025, 11:00am
So yeah, I’ve calmed down a little bit since last week.
Only a little mind you because I still find it insulting that Christian is so blinded by nostalgia that he’s blind to his own former champions’ failings as I had pointed out in the twitter shitstorm that I started last week but in the end? I got what I wanted, a spot on the High Stakes card.
Even so? I know Bella wasn’t make it easy for me, Bea? Beating her is practically a rite of passage in SCW’s Bombshell Division but because she’s a former champion? She gets special treatment.
Never mind the fact that her Mixed Tag Title Reign will Bill basically lasted for five minutes.
But more to the point? I’ve cooled off a bit since last week and today Josh has given me and Harper the day off from training so he could put the finishing touches on his induction speech, now, I don’t know what Harper is going to be doing for the day because I did invite her over to do some gaming but she wasn’t up for it so I’ve just been playing with myself!
Err, as in gaming with myself, not, well, you know!
”Come on! Come on!” I yelled at my monitor while furiously trying to beat this boss in Hollow Knight: Silksong on my PS5, then? I died, again. ”Damn it, I swear the only thing more frustrating that this game’s bosses is dealing with Christian’s bullshit!”
”Hey err, Cass? Are you in there?” Harper’s voice rang out from the other side of my hotel room door and I paused the game before setting my headset aside. ”You do remember that we were gonna meet downstairs for breakfast in the hotel restaurant, right?”
”Yeah, I do! I just figured I’d play some Silksong first.” I called back before reaching for my phone. ”I was only going to play for twenty minutes tops! You didn’t need to………….” it was at that point that I realized that I had been playing for roughly two hours rather than twenty minutes. ”OH SHIT!”
Needless to say, I quickly turned off my PS5, got out of my chair and answered the door to a bemused Harper. ”My, my, late for a breakfast date?” Harper teased and I rolled my eyes. ”Whatever will Josh think?”
”Get bent!” I responded as I rolled my eyes and Harper grinned. ”You didn’t eat without me, right?”
”No, I was waiting for you but one of the waitresses told me that the kitchen was closed for breakfast, hence why I’m here.” Harper responded as she shook her head and I could only give her an apologetic look. ”Luckily she recommended me a few good Breakfast spots in Tucson if you’re still down for going out.”
”I need to take a break from Silksong anyway, that one boss was driving me up the wall.” I admitted before grabbing my coat, hotel room keycard. ”How about we call it even by way of me paying for both of our meals?”
”Sounds good to me, and I’ll pay you back once we get our paychecks for High Stakes?” Harper offered and I nodded in agreement before we walked off.
Hell of a way to start the week before the biggest/last Supercard of the year, huh?
Bobo’s Restaurant, Tucson, Arizona
Tuesday the 4th of September 2025, 11:30am
After Harper tracked down that waitress that told her that the hotel restaurant was closed we asked her for recommendations, two of the places did creative breakfasts which we were not in the mood for so we ultimately went with this local diner which serves no frills food but is popular with the locals in Tucson.
Hey look, I was a stoner when I first got into professional wrestling, and sometimes my taste buds still act like I get the munchies on the regular.
But yeah, me and Harper have now been seated and have given our orders, the only left to do was wait.
”Between me basically ranting my way onto this year’s High Stakes and you fighting your two biggest rivals for the Bombshell Internet Title?” I asked with a small grin on my face while making myself comfortable. ”We’ve definitely had a hell of a time at this year’s High Stakes!”
”Tell me about it! Almost makes me pine for that damn babywear match against Bobbie from last year!” Harper admitted as she shook her head. ”I swear to god I’ve gotta be the most cursed wrestler in either division when it comes to High Stakes!”
”Nah, at least you can say that you were never in danger of missing High Stakes!” I responded with a scoff as I shook my head. ”And you know what I had to do to get on the card in the first place! Almost makes me wonder why they didn’t run the Battle Royals again.”
”Yeah, at least that would’ve solved your “not being booked” problem.” Harper nodded in agreement before laughing a bit. ”Then again I probably would’ve tried to eliminate you from the match as revenge for last year, you know, to call it even!”
”You say that like Christian wouldn’t create a one on one “throw your opponent over the top rope and too the floor to win” match just for the hell of it and have that serve as the rubber match.” I pointed out as I shook my head and Harper laughed a bit before shaking her head. ”And now I’m trying to think of what he’d actually call that match!”
”Arena Floor is Lava maybe? Or “Falling Over the Top Rope Only Counts Here” in a play on Falls Count Anywhere?” Harper suggested and I shook my head with a slight laugh at her ideas. ”This is probably why I’m not cut out to be a fed owner, beyond all the difficulties of running a business? I put in way to much thought into that joke suggestion!”
”I’ll drink to that!” I responded with a grin before our food arrived.
Cassie’s Hotel Room, Tucson, Arizona
Wednesday the 5th of November 2025, 11:00am
*promo time*
As I got ready to cut my second promo for this year’s High Stakes? I wanted to set the record straight.
”So yeah, I guess I’d better address the twitter comments that got me on the High Stakes card huh?” I admitted after my webcam had started recording the promo and I got comfy. ”Do I regret tweeting any of that? No because I’d have fuck all to do on Sunday aside from be there for Josh’s Hall of Fame induction ceremony! Do I regret saying what I said about Candy? No because I was basically saying what everyone is afraid to admit about her!
Any other questions?” I asked before waiting patiently for about five seconds. ”No? Good, let’s move on to my actual role on Sunday night: make a match that would’ve been Bella defeating Bea in the most predicable conclusion ever by beating her and Bella!”
Yep.
”Oh and being the third wheel in the match off course, can’t forget that part!” I added as I brushed some hair over my shoulder. ”But you know what would be fucking hilarious ladies? Go on guess, I’ll give you all the time you need to figure it out! And by “all the time in the world? I off course mean……………
Five seconds after I finished that first sentence!” I stated with a grin as I leaned forward on my desk. ”The answer is simple, the woman who wasn’t even booked for this show, never mind this match originally, being the one who walks out the winner! Honestly that’s the kind of wrestling irony that I fucking live for! Anyway, let’s talk about my opponents, shall we?”
Starting with Bella.
”I swear if Bella’s in a similar spot this time next year then her downfall from the start of 2025 until the end of 2025 will need to be studied and I’m not even joking!” I added as I looked right into the camera. ”How it started: holding the Bombshell Internet Championship after years of trying, at the very least it gave me hope for my 2026 but I’m getting ahead of myself, how it ended? Random match with Bea freaking Barnhart turned into a Triple Threat because I refused to stay quiet and that third wheel might just win this thing and prove why Christian’s “former champion” defence for not booking me doesn’t hold up for shit!”
Next up? Bea.
”And speaking of former champions? Here we have Bea “does anyone actually remember my mixed tag team title reign” Barnhart! And that’s a trick question because the Barnharts held those titles for two damn weeks!” I stated as folded my arms. ”And honestly? The Bombshell Division’s punching bag somehow getting booked on this show is almost as insulting as that Candy shit but hey, at least I can rectify that soon enough!”
It’s that simple.
”All due respect to Bella and absolutely no respect to Bea? For me this match is about proving why Christian prioritizing former champs regardless of how long ago their reign was or how many people actually remember it over more deserving talent like me is a crock of shit!” I stated as I glared at the camera. ”Especially when I started this cycle by wrestling circles around the target of my frustration! But sure, act like I was the one in the wrong last week!”
And with that I decided to wrap things up.
”In the end? It just makes me more motivated to prove how full of shit people like Christian are!” I added as I leaned back in the chair. ”I know I can have a great match with Bella, Bea? Less so but if I have to beat them both at the Grand Prix of Professional Wrestling in The Pursuit of Validation? Fine! To all my fans? In a world of fake queens and full of shit owners! Be yourselves and be a Rebel Princess! And to Bella and Bea? Be ready because this Sunday at High Stakes I’ll be Hungry Like The Wolfe!”
I turned off the camera as the scene fades.
