Post by fbg on Apr 9, 2024 12:11:13 GMT -6
Birmingham, Alabama
Another Broken Egg Cafe
April 8th, 2024
The sun is viciously hanging in the sky, possibly angry that within a couple hours the moon will be stepping in front of it and trying to take the daytime spotlight. We find ourselves outside ‘Another Broken Egg Cafe’, a little eatery about three-and-a-half miles from the Bartow Arena, where we see Mikaela and Emberleigh, two members of the team ‘FBG’. Dressed in a pair of jeans and a ‘Hello Kitty’ white hoodie, Emberleigh’s eyes are staring directly at her laptop that is open to her left. Her right hand is loosely holding a fork, which is partially stuck into her Cinnamon Roll French Toast. Mikaela, dressed in jeans and a long-sleeved blue t-shirt, is busy scrolling through her phone while occasionally taking bites of her already cut-up Mardi Gras Omelette. Instinctively, Mikaela looks up from their ‘table on the patio’ that the local brunch spot offers, to see Althea walking toward them. Dressed in a pair of black sweatpants and a black concert t-shirt that was so faded that no one could tell, or remember, what concert it was too. Althea stopped at the fence separating the patio from the sidewalk, staring at them both.
Mikaela: Well look who finally crawled her drunk ass out of bed.
Althea: Sorry, I didn’t think I stayed out too late last night.
Emberleigh: Three A-M.
Althea: See, I came in earlier than I thought. I thought it was closer to six, but I was so schnockered, I couldn’t remember.
Althea smiled, as did Emberleigh slightly, but Mikaela just continued burning a hole through her forehead.
Mikaela: We have a match in four days, Althea.
Althea: And what’s new from any other time? Just because we are in some big-girl promotion, doesn’t mean I can’t get ready the same way!
Mikaela: That was when we were fighting in local shows, throwing people around in some no-name High School gymnasium. Althea, this is the EWC! We grew up, idolizing the likes of Ruthann Hunter and Iggy Swango. Now we are stepping into the ring with people with just as much talent, if not eventually more!
Emberleigh: No one can ever top Iggy.
After her little comment, Emberleigh goes back to eating her food and looking at her laptop.
Althea: We took out Regina and Gretchen at Gambit, yet you didn’t have an issue with me partying the night before THAT match.
Mikaela: But this is different, Al! We aren’t rolling around in some dark match, some pre-show enhancement team meant to see how well we can handle ourselves in the ring. Not only did we graduate up to Rampage, but this is Rampage Five-Twenty-Six, the Mania Go Home show. Everyone is already on high alert with StrangleMania around the corner, let alone the fact that one of our competitors is participating AT StrangleMania for the Tag Team Titles.
Althea: Cruz Macaque? She hasn’t been in anything since…since…shit, I forgot…
Emberleigh: Since February of last year, when her and Megumi Sengoku’s Rampage five-o’-nine match ended in a draw.
Mikaela: See, you don’t even remember the stuff we talked about. Hell, even Emberleigh remembers and she was lost in her laptop typing in that damn diary of hers when we were discussing this. And no…not Cruz, her husband KU.
Althea: You know I’m no good at the detailed stuff. Just hand me a stick, point me in their direction, let me go. I’ve always been that type. I’m the brawn, you’re the brains, and Emberleigh… she’s the cute one that everyone feels bad for.
Emberleigh quickly looks up from her laptop, gives a sweet smile with her left hand held slightly under her chin, then immediately turns her attention back to her screen.
Mikaela: But I need you to be more than the headstrong sister, Al. I need your head in the game. KU, even without Antoni Malietoa, is no one to joke about. Eleos Affect just demolished Young Justice at Scars & Stripes, I don’t want to be added to the list of people KU left in his pre-StrangleMania wake. And honestly, this is the perfect way for us to slip into the Tag Team scene with a bit of a bang… take out one half of the Tag Team Title contenders.
Althea: It would be one thing if it was KU and Antoni together, but this is KU and Cruz.
Mikaela: You just aren’t getting it, Althea. KU is going to be more protective with Cruz being in this match, regardless of when she was last in a match and regardless if she won or not. And KU with a partner at his side, is three-O’-and-one in the last couple years. That should be enough to get your attention. This isn’t going to be another Mean Girlz. Hell, this won’t even be a case of us going up against Young Justice. This is a Tag Team that was formed in the house of the Lord…
Emberleigh: …or by some local Justice of the Peace…
Mikaela: Either way, we need to be ready. We have to use our size advantage over Cruz, possibly bringing the fight to her. If we manage to take out KU in the process, then so be it. But I think, realistically, right now we have to focus all our attention on Cruz. She is rusty, small, and liable to make a mistake. And when she MAKES that mistake, we have to capitalize on it like a predator jumping on a wounded animal.
Althea: See, I knew you’d figure it out sis.
Althea hops over the fence and sits down at the table as a waitress steps out onto the patio.
Waitress: Hello, Miss. Can I get you something?
Althea: I’ll take a mimosa and all the bacon and eggs you got.
Waitress: Sounds good.
Althea: Listen, ma’am, I don’t think you understand. Give me ALL the bacon and eggs, you got.
Waitress: Yes, ma’am.
Althea: And don’t forget the Cholula sauce, please and thank you.
The waitress turns and walks back into the building as Althea throws her head back.
Althea: Don’t worry, sis, we got this one. You worry about Cruz and watch for that mistake you are counting on. You see it, you put her ass asleep with a Power Nap. Me? I’ve got my eyes focused on KU. Seeing his wife get beat to hell and back, is going to pull out some very powerful emotions. And when he lets that temper flare, or turns to make sure she is okay while you continue to assault her… I’m going to grab him around the neck and plant him into the mat with a Golden Child. Bing-bang-boom, end of story. KU then can head back and lick his wounds before he and Antoni take on The Heat Packers for those Tag Titles.
Mikaela: Your brazen attitude is going to get us in trouble one of these days.
Althea: Well until then, just count on me to give it my all. FBG's for life!
Mikaela slightly rolls her eyes and turns her attention to her half completed plate of food. The click-clack of Emberleigh’s keyboard begins to echo louder and louder as we slowly fade out to just the three letters ‘F.B.G.’... then to black.
Another Broken Egg Cafe
April 8th, 2024
The sun is viciously hanging in the sky, possibly angry that within a couple hours the moon will be stepping in front of it and trying to take the daytime spotlight. We find ourselves outside ‘Another Broken Egg Cafe’, a little eatery about three-and-a-half miles from the Bartow Arena, where we see Mikaela and Emberleigh, two members of the team ‘FBG’. Dressed in a pair of jeans and a ‘Hello Kitty’ white hoodie, Emberleigh’s eyes are staring directly at her laptop that is open to her left. Her right hand is loosely holding a fork, which is partially stuck into her Cinnamon Roll French Toast. Mikaela, dressed in jeans and a long-sleeved blue t-shirt, is busy scrolling through her phone while occasionally taking bites of her already cut-up Mardi Gras Omelette. Instinctively, Mikaela looks up from their ‘table on the patio’ that the local brunch spot offers, to see Althea walking toward them. Dressed in a pair of black sweatpants and a black concert t-shirt that was so faded that no one could tell, or remember, what concert it was too. Althea stopped at the fence separating the patio from the sidewalk, staring at them both.
Mikaela: Well look who finally crawled her drunk ass out of bed.
Althea: Sorry, I didn’t think I stayed out too late last night.
Emberleigh: Three A-M.
Althea: See, I came in earlier than I thought. I thought it was closer to six, but I was so schnockered, I couldn’t remember.
Althea smiled, as did Emberleigh slightly, but Mikaela just continued burning a hole through her forehead.
Mikaela: We have a match in four days, Althea.
Althea: And what’s new from any other time? Just because we are in some big-girl promotion, doesn’t mean I can’t get ready the same way!
Mikaela: That was when we were fighting in local shows, throwing people around in some no-name High School gymnasium. Althea, this is the EWC! We grew up, idolizing the likes of Ruthann Hunter and Iggy Swango. Now we are stepping into the ring with people with just as much talent, if not eventually more!
Emberleigh: No one can ever top Iggy.
After her little comment, Emberleigh goes back to eating her food and looking at her laptop.
Althea: We took out Regina and Gretchen at Gambit, yet you didn’t have an issue with me partying the night before THAT match.
Mikaela: But this is different, Al! We aren’t rolling around in some dark match, some pre-show enhancement team meant to see how well we can handle ourselves in the ring. Not only did we graduate up to Rampage, but this is Rampage Five-Twenty-Six, the Mania Go Home show. Everyone is already on high alert with StrangleMania around the corner, let alone the fact that one of our competitors is participating AT StrangleMania for the Tag Team Titles.
Althea: Cruz Macaque? She hasn’t been in anything since…since…shit, I forgot…
Emberleigh: Since February of last year, when her and Megumi Sengoku’s Rampage five-o’-nine match ended in a draw.
Mikaela: See, you don’t even remember the stuff we talked about. Hell, even Emberleigh remembers and she was lost in her laptop typing in that damn diary of hers when we were discussing this. And no…not Cruz, her husband KU.
Althea: You know I’m no good at the detailed stuff. Just hand me a stick, point me in their direction, let me go. I’ve always been that type. I’m the brawn, you’re the brains, and Emberleigh… she’s the cute one that everyone feels bad for.
Emberleigh quickly looks up from her laptop, gives a sweet smile with her left hand held slightly under her chin, then immediately turns her attention back to her screen.
Mikaela: But I need you to be more than the headstrong sister, Al. I need your head in the game. KU, even without Antoni Malietoa, is no one to joke about. Eleos Affect just demolished Young Justice at Scars & Stripes, I don’t want to be added to the list of people KU left in his pre-StrangleMania wake. And honestly, this is the perfect way for us to slip into the Tag Team scene with a bit of a bang… take out one half of the Tag Team Title contenders.
Althea: It would be one thing if it was KU and Antoni together, but this is KU and Cruz.
Mikaela: You just aren’t getting it, Althea. KU is going to be more protective with Cruz being in this match, regardless of when she was last in a match and regardless if she won or not. And KU with a partner at his side, is three-O’-and-one in the last couple years. That should be enough to get your attention. This isn’t going to be another Mean Girlz. Hell, this won’t even be a case of us going up against Young Justice. This is a Tag Team that was formed in the house of the Lord…
Emberleigh: …or by some local Justice of the Peace…
Mikaela: Either way, we need to be ready. We have to use our size advantage over Cruz, possibly bringing the fight to her. If we manage to take out KU in the process, then so be it. But I think, realistically, right now we have to focus all our attention on Cruz. She is rusty, small, and liable to make a mistake. And when she MAKES that mistake, we have to capitalize on it like a predator jumping on a wounded animal.
Althea: See, I knew you’d figure it out sis.
Althea hops over the fence and sits down at the table as a waitress steps out onto the patio.
Waitress: Hello, Miss. Can I get you something?
Althea: I’ll take a mimosa and all the bacon and eggs you got.
Waitress: Sounds good.
Althea: Listen, ma’am, I don’t think you understand. Give me ALL the bacon and eggs, you got.
Waitress: Yes, ma’am.
Althea: And don’t forget the Cholula sauce, please and thank you.
The waitress turns and walks back into the building as Althea throws her head back.
Althea: Don’t worry, sis, we got this one. You worry about Cruz and watch for that mistake you are counting on. You see it, you put her ass asleep with a Power Nap. Me? I’ve got my eyes focused on KU. Seeing his wife get beat to hell and back, is going to pull out some very powerful emotions. And when he lets that temper flare, or turns to make sure she is okay while you continue to assault her… I’m going to grab him around the neck and plant him into the mat with a Golden Child. Bing-bang-boom, end of story. KU then can head back and lick his wounds before he and Antoni take on The Heat Packers for those Tag Titles.
Mikaela: Your brazen attitude is going to get us in trouble one of these days.
Althea: Well until then, just count on me to give it my all. FBG's for life!
Mikaela slightly rolls her eyes and turns her attention to her half completed plate of food. The click-clack of Emberleigh’s keyboard begins to echo louder and louder as we slowly fade out to just the three letters ‘F.B.G.’... then to black.