A street scene is seen, people bustling about the tourist trap known as Las Vegas. The camera shuffles around to show the faces of The Party Girls, Brandi Shotze and Cookie S'Mores. We pick up the conversation, in the middle.
"I know this is your home town but it's not mine, only thing I need to know about Vegas is where the bars are and where the ring is" Brandi informs her team mate.
Cookie shakes her head at Brandi.
"Vegas has so much more to offer than cheap booze you know" Cookie replies
"I know" Brandi says turning her head "Has men in mud too and so many all male strip clubs"
Cookie again shakes her head
"Is that all you think about?" She asks Brandi
"Yep" Brandi quickly replies "Cocks, shots and beating people up. It's not a bad life after all"
Brandi and Cookie stop next to a fountain, spraying water in to the warm Las Vegas air. Cookie looks at Brandi seriously.
"You're from a little small town, right?" Cookie says
"Yes detective, I am" Brandi replies sarcastically.
"My point is, you wouldn't get all this is a little small town, the glitz of Las Vegas is what you need to experience rather than the bars of Las Vegas" Cookie quickly says
"And the strip clubs" Brandi replies quickly
"Those too" Cookie says while rolling her eyes "The fact is Brandi, you could see so many great things here in Vegas, without waking up with a hangover in the morning"
"I don't wake up in the morning with a hangover" Brandi protests "I wake up in the afternoon with a hangover, big difference Cookie"
"You're not getting it" Cookie says with an exhale "I think you should see more of Vegas"
Brandi looks around the street, looking at the casinos that line the road. She scratches her head and looks back to Cookie
"Ok, had a look around" Brandi says with a smirk "Can we go drinking now?"
"No" Cookie replies "Las Vegas isn't all about Casinos, it's got art, culture, lots of it to be exact. Museums too"
Brandi puts her finger in her mouth, the universal sign of being sick.
"That shit's just boring" Brandi replies "You tried to get me doing that culture shit in Paris, was I impressed with it? Nooooooo, was I impressed with the whole song and dance routine? Nooooooo. Brandi and culture do not mix, bourbon and ice, that mixes just nicely for me."
"How about a golf course?" Cookie offers
"Can you see me seeing a golf ball over my monster tits?" Brandi says while staring at Cookie "Golf balls, tiny, my tits, massive, think about it, I wouldn't see the damn thing"
"You're not making this easy" Cookie remarks
"I know" Brandi says with a smile "But I'm not one of these people who jump out and do whatever because I'm in a new town. It's all nice and all, but I kinda live here now"
"You live in a hotel" Cookie reminds Brandi
"Sure as hell better than where I came from before." Brandi says "They think you're a billionaire if your house doesn't have wheels."
"Well, let's show you something Vegasy" Cookie says
The two look up at a casino sign, "The Golden Nugget"
"Do you know how to gamble?" Cookie asks
"Not really" Brandi replies "But lets find out"
The duo walk in to the casino. A couple of hours later, the two walk out, Brandi holding two wads of cash in her hand, she looks at Cookie.
"Wasn't so tough" Brandi says with a smile as the scene fades
The scene restarts with Brandi sitting at a vanity table, staring in a mirror just staring at herself. Her voice is heard, but she doesn't move her lips.
"Look at you, look how you've changed, well done to you for keeping the mind under control, for keeping those emotions in check, but when you left the south, this wasn't the way it was meant to go, was it Brandi? It wasn't meant to be all friendships, girlie night outs and being who you are staring back in your own eyes. You was meant to be bad ass, you were meant to be this chick who used wrestling to keep the voices controlled, let the anger out in a constructive way, but look at you Brandi, look at you, you never used to care, but you do now. You have... friends"
Brandi blinks
"You showed up in a tag team match and settled for it, you settled for this, you lost your edge and became soft and now you're letting your emotions control you, rather than you controlling your emotions. You're facing friends, yes Brandi, I said friends, that's what they are, right? You never thought you'd be in this situation, you never thought you'd end up feeling like this, but it's time to turn it around, it's for the best this time around. You can say sorry on Monday for what you can do but it's time for you to live up to your potential. We knew you could do it, we knew you could bring yourself to championship level. You was in that match against Misty, you was in the ring when you dragged Misty up a level, hell even Misty didn't expect you to do what you did. You had hunger in your soul that night and you need to do that again Brandi, you need to release yourself and not sit there playing stupid games, because that's what this is Brandi. It's all a stupid game"
Brandi closes her eyes
"No" She mumbles "It's not a game"
Brandi opens her eyes again and the voice continues
"Yes Brandi, it's a game, one big fucking game that's made you soft, it's made you become a weakling compared to who you was when you first got here, you don't even say fuck as much as you used to, you don't do anything like you used to. You've become a shadow of who you were, you've become rich in money but poor in soul. You took away everything you could have been, everything, to play BFF's with these women, when before, if these women even looked at you funny, you'd have knocked their teeth down their throats"
A soft growl comes from Brandi's throat
"I did what I wanted, I kept you out of my head" She says "I stopped this fucking voice by being here"
The voice continues
"No, I never left you Brandi, I would never do a thing like that. Why would I leave you when you need me to stop you becoming a bitch? It's what you've become, If I leave you, do you know what you'd be? You'd be nothing but one of those people who wear bow ties and smile a lot, you'd fade in to the background, you'd be the geeky girl no one notices Brandi. All that attention would be gone, you'd be gone. You might as well get a mundane job in a library, or as a receptionist. If I leave you, you become nothing. You have a chance to become something Brandi and I'm here to show you how. Let's start with ditching these friendships, shall we Brandi?"
Brandi shakes her head
"No" She growls "If I win these titles, I will do it my way. I like Odette, I like Carly"
The voice takes over
"No you don't. How well do you really know them? If the whole roster came out to kick your ass, would they be there for you? Would they really be there for you, if you were down, would they be there for you? Do they even know about me?"
Brandi shakes her head again
"Who are you?" Brandi asks "You're a figment of my imagination and you know it"
The voice takes over
"No, I'm the real you, now do they know about me? Do they know that the little party girl isn't the only one in your little head?"
Brandi concedes defeat
"No" She sighs "But they don't really need to know this. I can control you, I am allowed friends, I can have a life away from the voices in my head you know."
The voice resumes
"Hahahahaha, is that what you think? What you really think? Without me, you might as well pack up your bag, get your ass in the truck and get back to Lynchburg, because you won't make it here without me, little town girl, not good enough in the big bad city to do more than take drinks to people, but with me, those bombshell tag titles are yours. They are already yours and you can say you've achieved something in your miserable little life. What are you gonna achieve sitting back in a deadbeat town? Nothing, but here, with me inside your head, we can dominate Brandi, we can forget things like drinks with the girls and start to hurt people again, we can start to do some damage and you can have some lovely shiny gold to go with you wherever you go, have some validation on a career that's so far given you nothing. You switched me off, blocked me out and not gone anywhere fast, have ya? Not got a title shot yet, have ya? Not gone past tag matches, have ya?"
Brandi takes over
"I was in tag matches cause I was in a tournament. I got to the final" Brandi says louder "Without you, without the voices, without you telling me to put people in wheelchairs, guess what? I did it on my own, well, with Cookie, I didn't need you"
The voice now continues
"Please, you took on people too scared to be there, The Freakettes disappeared, haven't been seen since, their release papers should be coming up soon, and Trish Newborn, well, for all her hype, what really has she done? But your new challenges, Carly Athens and your friend Odette, they're not gonna shrink away, they're not gonna just disappear, they're gonna sit and pick away at you and what happens if they get lucky and beat you? You get to look at their happy faces while you sit there and wonder what went wrong, you'll get there and while you're on shot number ten, those title belts will be looking so good around your friends waists. That is your future without me controlling you Brandi, you'll be letting yourself down, you'll be letting Cookie down. You need me Brandi"
Brandi stares at herself in the mirror
"No I don't" Brandi snarls "I need no one to help me win, I don't need you to tell me how to win a match. I don't need you to tell me how to become a winner, a champion cause I don't know if you've noticed but I don't lose many matches"
The voice continues to talk to Brandi
"So you wanna be friends with a woman like Carly Athens? A woman who openly made fun of your weight? I think the correct term was mentioning big asses. Doesn't that piss you off to bring the old you flying back and smacking her pearly white teeth out? I'm in your head and I wanna smack her pearly white teeth out, I wanna use the blonde bitches face to clean the mat. Would a friend say that to you if she really was a friend? Business or not business. It's not like you've come out and picked on the fact that she's clearly dipped her head in a bucket of bleach with that hair and those teeth, or that she is single handedly keeping fake tan makers in business. She made threats Brandi, she's no friend of yours, she's not right for your new group, yes, I know all about it, she's too much up her own arse, she's not good enough. She's all mouth, don't you just wanna grab her around the throat and choke the life out of her"
Brandi nods as she looks in the mirror
"Don't you wanna reach round and show her who's boss?"
Brandi growls as she balls her fists
"Yes" she says softly "I wanna hurt her"
The voice takes over
"It doesn't matter that you're a pair of southern gals, she is one trying to act tougher, we can't let that happen Brandi, you need to hurt her, win or lose, you need to send her to the hospital, she is not like you, she is not right for this group, she needs to be shown that her mouth can and will get her in trouble. He needs to know she needs to be careful what she says before it hurts her. You need to hurt her to stop her from being like this"
Brandi closes her eyes
"I will hurt her. I will hurt her for those words, I will do it, but I don't wanna hurt Odette. Odette is a good person, Odette is a friend"
The voice speaks to Brandi again
"Yes, the same friend you can't tell you are trying to recover from a split personality issue. Not come up over your girly little pillow fights and talks of who's hotter, Rage or Wyatt. She's dating a stoner, if you was her friend, shouldn't you have stepped in there and stopped her, when there's so much more to choose from here. SCW is a fed full of full pelt muscle, hell, even the non muscle guys are hot here, Gabriel, Matthew Kennedy, Bo Dreamwolf, Johnny Brown, even Despayre in a cutesy innocent way and you never stopped her from dating a stoner? Call yourself a friend"
Brandi opens her eyes
"The heart wants, what the heart wants" Brandi says.
The voice speaks
"In the short term, but long term, no, not so much. Can you imagine taking home Stoner to your family, this girl like must like pissing her parents off or something. Hasn't it occurred in your tiny little mind that Odette is way too friendly with everyone? Come on, Stoner, you, Cookie, The Surf Boys, Kittie, she's even playing nice nice with the bad guy boss, you know, those two might have sparks there you know, but she is way too nice with everyone. NO ONE IS THAT NICE BRANDI! NO ONE! Manners and politeness, yes, but no one is little miss sunshine. This woman will throw you under a bus if she gets the chance, she will take you by the head and hold it under the water, she'd cut your life off just like that to get what she wants. No one suspects the nice chicks, and she is way too nice. Way way way too nice, don't trust her, she's a snake, I can sense it and as I'm you, you can sense it too, can't you, admit it."
Brandi shakes her head, but the voice continues to taunt
"Are you an idiot? I know rednecks aren't smart but are you just stupid. This woman wants the tag gold, she's lulled you in to a false sense of security, to try and get you to feel like you do, and it's working. She wants you to be split on your thoughts on her, she wants you to sit there and take your foot off the gas, and that's why I'm here, to stop you. She needs to be dealt with Brandi, she needs to be stopped in her tracks"
A doubt filled look crosses Brandi's face.
"She wasn't disrespectful to me" Brandi says slowly "She knows what she's up against, she know that Cookie and I are not gonna be as easy as taking on anyone she's dealt with here, she knows the story"
The voice scoffs
"She knows how to play you and Cookie like a pair of violins. Don't be fooled by this little ranch chick who rides bikes, she's playing you and Cookie, she's not to be trusted. Look at her, it's obvious what's going on to everyone except you. She likes you cause you buy her drinks idiot. Do you think for a second that she'd have come near you any other way? This girl is trouble, in and out of the ring, like butter wouldn't melt in her mouth, but it's shit, it's horse shit and you know it. I thought you was a good judge of character Brandi, but you disappoint me, you really do, you let this one close. It should have been just you and Cookie. You can trust Cookie, you share the bond of not looking like those stick thin nobodies, but this one, Odette Ryder, you let way too close. You let her in, you did that Brandi, what a fool you are for doing that. Compliments are for show sweet cheeks and you know it. Compliments are just there to make you feel good around her than BAM! She's gonna strike, she's gonna come get you and take you down, just like that, unless you go back to being aggressive. Stop with the gimmicky tits in the face thing and put your fist in her face. Don't hold back because you do photo shoots together, or because she has a cutesy picture of you two on her phone, take your fist, ball it up and knock her teeth out. It's what you're good at, what could make you a success and not a failure."
Brandi's jaw clinches tight
"I am a fucking success" she growls
The voice laughs
"Based on what? Whoopee, you've beat an Italian chick and some chicks who never showed up, kudos to you. In other news, I did well on Angry Birds, does that make me a success too? NO! Because I'm you Brandi and neither of us are a success, we need that gold to be a success, we need to stick friendships up someone elses ass and beat the daylights out of people, no out drink them. You don't win titles by out drinking them, say it with me, we don't win titles by out drinking opponents"
Brandi's fists ball up
"Fuck off" she says angrily
The voice speaks
"Ah good, I now have your attention. This is the Brandi I wanna see in the ring at Into The Void, this is the Brandi that's gonna walk out with the titles, this one, no others, this Brandi, this is what I wanna see and you will be a success. Look at yourself woman, look in your eyes, you see that fire?"
Brandi looks at herself in the mirror, her eyes burning brightly as she narrows them. The voice continues to 'advise'
"That fire is what you're gonna need to take out the trash, just be that person, set us free again with real Brandi, not bullshit Brandi, not wanna be my friend Brandi, we need stomp on your face till you can't move Brandi. Now, think we can handle that, future champ?"
A determined look crosses Brandi's face as she stares at herself.
"Yeaaaaaaah!" She screams out loud
The scene fades out to Brandi staring at herself in the mirror, her eyes focused on herself
