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"Amazing" by Hi Fashion plays over the screen as a short vignette plays, showing off each of the Mean Girls separately for a moment, ending with them together, laughing and pointing. After a second the music fades out and we fade in to see a webcam feed of World Bombshell Champion, Delia Darling, sitting at the make up table backstage after Climax Control has ended. There are still staff members hustling around in the background, but it appears that most, if not all, of the other (Non-Mean Girls) wrestlers have left for the night.
Delia: Hello Darlings!
Delia blows kisses left and right to her faithful fans, the ones she's clearly made up in her head. For having not won her match this evening, she seems to be in very chipper spirits. She gives a gentle wave with her right hand before adjusting herself in her pink directors style chair. She reaches up to her ginger hair, pulling out a few pins as she removes it from her head, revealing a brown stocking cap on her head. She pulls it out, shaking her somewhat messy hair out to give it volume back.
Delia: You will have to forgive me, darlings, for I'm a frightful mess right now...
Delia runs her fingers through her hair, fluffing it out as she continues to add as much volume as she can. She reaches over to her right and pulls a gold case from her purse, opening it to reveal cigarettes. She pulls one out along with a lighter, igniting it and taking a deep breath. She sighs, exhaling it slowly as she calms herself down some.
Delia: Oh, what a night we had tonight... Sin City Wrestling travels to z'e wilderness of Scotland, God's blind spot if you will... I was actually surprised z'at I got a signal out here. Bless us for donating our time to visit s'ird world countries for z'e duration of 2015, ugh...
Delia takes another long drag from her cigarette as she turns her head to the right slightly, showing off her favorite side. She gently expels the smoke from her lungs as she looks back to the camera, the glow of the screen turning her face a slightly blue tint.
Delia: But, one does not do good deeds for recognition, no? No, we do it because it is here, in our hearts...
Delia brings both hands up to her chest, clutching at her bosom for a second before rolling her eyes as if she even has to explain herself for moving on so quickly.
Delia: So tonight was not about wins or losses. It was about turning over a new leaf for us, z'e Mean Girls. One where we do not let competition go to our heads. Ronnie and Mandy proved z'is tonight when z'ey refused to let z'eir mascara be ruined for z'e sake of bruising one anos'er. I mean, at least z'ey did try to fight each os'er, unlike some os'er... hmmmm... dickless? Is z'at a word? Perhaps I should skip z'e pleasantries... Pussies... z'at is z'e proper term... Pussies, yes. Unlike two pussies who decided z'ey didn't want to compromise z'eir friendship by actually wrestling one anos'er. Yes, Mean Girls know z'at no matter what happens in z'e ring, we will take on any challenge, and leave business where it belongs, in z'e ring. It is what we are to do in z'e sport, no? Wrestle our opponents? Whatever, z'at is unimportant now...
Delia waves her hand in the air as a sneer comes across her face. She rolls her eyes as she mouths What a fucking joke" away from the camera, but it comes across clear as day due to her state of the art microphone. She sighs in exasperation before forcing a bright smile onto her face.
Delia: As a runner up, and z'e only active member of z'e roster from z'e finals of last years tournament... making me like z'e representative, I felt it was my duty to give my s'oughts on z'e tournament z'is year. I know, I know... so nice of me. I mean, it's not even for a promotional video. I'm not getting paid. Don't ever say Delia Darling doesn't give back to z'e fans...
Delia nods her head with a serious look on her face as she organizes her thoughts.
Delia: Tonight we kicked of z'e first round of travesties... er... matches in z'e tournament. Alex Kaelin and Jade Manendez-Arcador defeated Joanne Canelli and Lucian Frost. I am an Alex fan as I subscribe to z'e big deal... Now, everyone s'ought Joanne would lose, because, well, she's Joanne, and... yeah, z'at is all. But Lucian Frost? He's like... a legend. I guess it just shows how dominant Kaelin is in his short time here.
Delia raises her hands, clapping them softly, but with a genuine smile on her face. She ignores the ashes falling down behind her as she focuses once more.
Delia: I fangirl'ed myself at z'e next match. I guess I'm bound to have a normal reaction now and z'en... Despayre and Amanda Cortez!!! ... defeated Blue Balls, er, Blaque Hart Bruce Evans... I can't even say Veroncica lost, because well, she's a winner. Love you bitch.
Delia winks and then blows a kiss into the camera.
Delia: Love Mandy and Despy as a team. They work great toges'er. Despy was just too much for Evans, and he scored z'e win. Veronica was in z'e same boat as me, so we bo's know not to take it personal. Now, let's fast forward a little as Mercedes Vargas and JT Midas defeat Roxi Johnson and z'e future Caleb Smalls. While Roxi didn't stand a chance to begin wi's, she gets teamed wi's Caleb, who can be ras'er impressive when he's not trying to work around getting his ass kicked by his best friend. I guess he doesn't want anyone to know z'at JT wears z'e pants? I don't know... But, congrats to Mercedes as she pulls a special trick from her sleeve to secure z'e second Mean Girls win of z'e night, a feat not even I was able to accomplish. Z'at is my Mercy, always s'inking outside z'e box. Ugh, my girls make me so proud.
Delia shakes her head as she almost tears up. She wipes at her eye, sighing but it is clearly just for show, as she immediately moves on.
Delia: Now, for my match... Travis Nas'aniel Andrews defeated Steve Ramone. You're welcome, darling. Had it not been for me, you would not have been so lucky. Now, I know you're all watching because you want to hear why I did what I did, but... well, not everys'ing in life is free, so I'll save my comments for Climax Control next week. Sorry bout it... Anyway, Travis defeated Steve, because Steve doesn't know how to concentrate to save his life. His win-loss record here proves z'is. Ohhhhhhhhh...
Delia growls as she clinches her fists together, snapping the remainder of her cigarette between her fingers, burning them a bit as she flinches, dropping it. She glares, but calms herself down as she looks back to the camera, trying her best to move on.
Delia: But, z'is was only half of z'e fun. SCW is presenting z'e next half of opening round matches next week. I'm even going to be objective here. Joshua Acquin and Amy Marshall take on Bo Dreamwolf and Crystal Hilton. I'm going to predict z'at Bo and Crystal win after about s'ree minutes...
A voice comes from behind Delia, belonging to a stagehand. Delia shoots her attention back and shoos his away. She growls as she shouts at him.
Delia: Z'at was objective! I didn't say s'ree seconds like it actually will be! Em why oh bee! Gawd... Whatever... Patient #078 and Darknyss will take on Erik Staggs and Necra Octavian Kane. Z'is one is easy. Patient and Darknyss, because Team Death... Goddess of z'e dead, and z'e next soul she will claim, living on borrowed time... It doesn't take much to defeat dea's... I proved it two weeks ago. So z'ey get my nod for z'is week.
Delia picks up the piece of paper, having a hard time remembering the next match. She scans through the card and finally finds it. She nods and mouths "ahhh, yes..." before placing the paper down as if she never had it at all.
Delia: Dark Tiger Sebastian Hardin and Candy Overton versus Andrew Garcia and z'e female Steve Ramone, Jessie Salco. Seriously, I mean, I bet he's fucking her, like obvs... But, what male on z'e roster hasn't?
Delia shrugs her shoulders as she asks this question.
Delia: Sorry bout it... And we all saw how Steve does it. I just feel sorry for my friend, Garcia. He's going to have to pull double duty, and unfortunately, since men can't fight women, he has to let Jessie wrestle. I don't know anys'ing about Candy, and I find Sebastian to be atrocious, but... I have to be objective and give Sebastian and Candy z'e nod because yeah, Jessie is a choke artist.
Delia is about to wrap things up, but in true Delia fashion, she does this with her version of a bang. Without picking up the paper, letting us know she's doing this intentionally, she laces her fingers together and leans back in her chair.
Delia: And last, but certainly not least... We have Andrew Watts and Misty, versus Patient #026 and Mikah. Great, just what we need in Sin City Wrestling... more mental patients. And management wonders why we have such a high turn over rate in z'is company. Don't recruit in mental asylums! Whatever, I s'ink I knocked some sense into Misty when I defeated her a few mon's back. She's been kind of normal I guess lately, and she looks heals'ier too, like she got her anemia under control or whatever.
Delia tries to think of what could have changed about Misty since their last encounter, but she doesn't give it much thought, waving it off.
Delia: I just have to say, I like z'e REJECTS. I mean, Alex Kaelin and Andrew Watts are a big deal, and Gavin Stephens knows how to make an impact, even if it isn't in z'e ring... And Mikah? Love her... like, if she wasn't such a big slut, she might even be invited to sit wi's z'e Mean Girls, like unofficially, but still. Now z'at is a big deal... But, yeah, sluts don't sit wi's us. If z'ey did, Amy Marshall and Jessie Salco would be at our table... Wait, z'ey ar butt fucking ugly... Never mind. Anyway, We've got Andrew Watts, z'e only established and undefeated wrestler in SCW next to myself... and Misty. She's a legend. Yeah, I said it. Le-gend. She can't help z'at she lost to me, I'm a legend in z'e making, so we can't hold it fully against her right? Ugh, I'm too nice for my own good sometimes.
Delia opens her gold case once more, pulling a cigarette out, but she doesn't light it. She holds it between her fingers as she contemplates for a second. She taps her chin as she looks up at the ceiling.
Delia: I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings here, because bo's sides are equal...
Delia laughs as she pounds the palm of her hand against the top of the table, shaking her head as she tries to catch her breath.
Delia: Totally kidding. Andrew Watts and Misty will take z'is one, and... if I'm honest... z'e entire tournament... Andrew Watts is z'e only one I could see even coming close to breaking my running record of one year undefeated by pin, elimination, or submission since debuting. And wi's someone such as Misty on his side? Misty and I have our differences, but z'is team is gold. I'm calling it now. As we learned from my match, one can't carry z'eir partner... unless you're Mercedes Vargas... and Mikah can't carry her tragic partner against z'e dream team. Sorry bout it, hunty... Z'e only s'ing people can do z'at I cannot is suck at life, and lose. I couldn't so you cannot... Facts, sweetie. If I had Watts as a partner, they'd skip z'e tournament and hand us z'e trophies tonight, but Misty is like...
Delia counts on her fingers as she mouths "Delia", "Amanda", "Mercedes", "Veronica"...
Delia: ... fif's best. Z'at is it, I'm calling it... Watts and Misty to win, end of story. You heard it here first... Well, I've got a life, and s'ings to do, so...
Delia looks as if she regrets having to cut this short as she averts her eyes to the left, clinching her teeth together as she mouths "Sorry bout it" before reaching down in front of the camera. With a few key strokes, the feed ends with Delia groaning, leading into "Amazing" once more. We focus on a still frame of the Mean Girls pointing and laughing with a salmon pink background, and the Mean Girls logo behind them. This, too, fades out to blackness as the feed ends.</color>
