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The Midnight Dolls | Waning Flames - Dolly Waters - 09-02-2022 The visual opens inside of the dank gym owned by one Vita Valenteen, the Canadian, ex-superhero, vampire, wrestler residing in New York City. In the center of the room is a wrestling ring where we find Vita working a training session with an unknown larger man who stands roughly a foot taller than Vita, and probably outweighs her by about 150 pounds. Dude is jacked! Vita motions that she's ready and the guy makes his move! He grabs her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pops the hips, tossing her over his head with an explosive Belly to Belly! Vita crashes to the mat, and you instantly see the frustration on her face. "Damnit!" She says as she slaps the mat. "Again!" As Vita climbs to her feet, many thoughts race through her mind. Her frustrations aren't just a result of this dude successfully connecting with one of her next opponents trademark attacks, but also the tardiness of her partner. They were supposed to be training TOGETHER, but Dolly hadn't made it in and she wasn't answering her phone. Vita WOULD be worried, but she's quickly learned that when Dolly doesn't want to respond, Dolly won't respond. Hell of a team dynamic! "I said, again!" With a nod, the guy moves in and wraps his big meaty arms around Vita's tiny waist and pops those hips again! Vita goes flying, but she flips in the air, nearly landing on her feet, but she doesn't stick the landing and eats the corner turnbuckle instead! With he fangs sank deep into the leather padding, you would think that Vita would be hyper focused on this embarrassing situation, but she's not, and instead finds herself becoming angry with her partner the more the dwells on her apparent lack of devotion to the team. "I think I need some time alone." Vita looks back at our mystery sparring partner. The frustration has waned and all that's left is a sadness. Now alone, Vita rolls out of the ring and retrieves a live rat from a cage full of them. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. You know she's gonna suck it's blood. She has to to survive, but that doesn't make it any easier. Being starved does make it easier though. So easy in fact, that Vita will lose all control and attack anyone in sight until the bloodlust is filled. "Sorry little guy, but your sacrifice IS for the greater good" She closes her eyes and lets out a short sigh before sinking her fangs into the rat and draining it of every ounce of blood. As she does, her bumps and bruise seem to heal before our eyes. Once finished with the rat, Vita carefully places its body in a small box. Later tonight she'll bury it, but right now she needs to have a talk with her new partner about the values of teamwork, dedication, and most of all, FRICKIN COMMUNICATION! Vita sends the latest in a string of messages. "Okay, so things aren't looking so hot for The Midnight Dolls at the moment. Maybe we have some communication issues that need working out. It's fine, we'll sort those issues, just like we're going to sort out our issues with Them No Good Bastards when we step into the ring with them and The Thugs to crown new XWF Tag Team Champions!" "People always ask, why Dolly Waters? Most that think that they have an answer just go with the obvious, because not too many years ago, I was just a fan girl sitting at home watching this crap on TV, and I think it's pretty obvious who one of my favorites was! Dolly was mean! Dolly was vile! Dolly was frickin' unstoppable! Here was a kid, barely into her teens, stepping into the ring with fully grown men. No signs of fear, never backing down, and usually winning." "It was pretty frickin' inspiring. As a matter of fact, anyone who has followed my career at all would know that I credit Dolly Waters as the catalyst that set me on this path to begin with. That's right, I can't say with any certainty that I would have ever pursued this career path had I not witnessed the marvel that was Dolly Waters." "And as a fangirl, I can admit that the Dolly Waters that we see today is not the same Dolly that was battling puberty between bouts. She's not as mean. She's not as vile. She's not as unstoppable, obviously, and she hasn't been on that same type of run in a good long while." "And okay, while I know that it sounds like I'm draggin' my partner through the mud, I'm not. She's been through a lot, she's suffered a lot, she's endured a lot, and yet through it all, she still climbs into this ring without a trace of fear. Butt kickings come, and butt kickings go, but it's those who fear the butt kicking that always fail. The Midnight Dolls do not fear any team. Not The Thugs, not The Bastards, and definitely not Bam Miller and Justin York." "Listen, I'm not taking anything away from either of those two men. Heck, Justin York is kinda a hometown celebrity! Bam Miller? Okay, maybe he's just another knucklehead, but knuckleheads can be very dangerous, and Bam has been dangerous when he's been around. It's not often though, and I don't think he can use the excuse of an entire team of supervillains hatching a plot to ruin his career as to explain why he has had less matches than months in the year that he has been a part of the XWF roster! Rumor has it, and by rumor, I mean straight from the frickin horses mouth, that Justin York has already had his fill of the team environment and has parted ways with CCPE heading into this match! Is this team even a team? I can't say that I have seen them tag before and the one link that was bonding them was just slashed by one half of the two men we face at Savage!" "Maybe JY watched the tape of Dolls/Thugs from last Warfare and realized stepping into the ring with The Midnight Dolls is't good for your looks!? Got to protect that pretty boy face, am I right? Speaking of, isn't dude like forty something!?" Astonished and confused, Vita stares into the camera for a moment before querying; "Ummm, Justin... Are you sure that YOU'RE not a Vampire as well!?" Vita cocks an eyebrow as she ponders the possibilities. "It would explain the baby smooth complexion and totally awesome and unbecoming of a middle aged dude's athletic ability..." Vita continues to ponder. Now stroking her chin to let you know that she is indeed in DEEP thought over the subject. "Naaah, but I am, and that should worry the two of you, because it definitely means that I'm harder to kill, tougher to take down, and much much stronger than your average 5'2 chick-a-do, and along with Dolly, even at half of her best, we're pretty darn tough to take down! The Thugs found that out first hand, and Them No Good Bastards will find out at Relentless! Though, I must admit that The Bastards play coy, and that ambush that you all saw last Warfare was nothing more than BOB showing the world just how scared of The Midnight Dolls they really are! Why? Oh, we'll get into that soon enough, but the only part that applies to CCPE..." "Uh... I mean the team of Miller/York, is that despite our own freshness to the Tag Team Division, inside of that ring we know each other pretty much inside and out. Me/her because, fangirl, duh, and her/me because before we teamed, we went to war ending the score at 1:1 and the experience gained from that has gone a long way towards propelling our in ring chemistry to a level that would typically take months to achieve!" "I should know, I kinda consider myself to be a Tag Team Specialist! I am a 2 time former XWF Tag Team Champion after all, and would totally have been more had the other Doll not decide to take a sabbatical from the business and enjoy some of that big match money we earn during our two runs!" Vita smiles and waves into the camera. "Hi Jess!" "But this isn't about The Midnight Dolls 1.0, it's about that new edition! And hey, I'll admit that like anything new, we have our problems. Who doesn't? There's always room for improvement, and we will improve where we need to as we need to, because I know that at the end of the day, Dolly Waters is just as committed to this team as I am, and it will be us that captures the Tag Team Championships at Relentless!" "Bam Miller, Justin York, you are both names in this business that command attention, but together you're still just that, two names. The Midnight Dolls are a team. We're not walking away from each other. We don't have conflicting aspirations or ideals. We simply aim to capture gold." "Before we can set our sights on preventing Bastards and Thugs from reigning their very different forms of terror over the XWF Tag scene, we've been tasked with overcoming two men who individually could beat either one of us, but in a tag team setting where the flow of the match relies so heavily on communication and team work?" Vita waves off the camera. "Pfffft! The Doll's have that ish in the bag!" Off camera we hear a familiar sounding sigh. It's one of a relived endearment, as the cameras moves from Vita and focuses in on her partner, Dolly Waters, standing at Vita's flank. Sheesh, Veets- The two bump fists with no eye contact as they both stare directly into the lens, the camera no moving its focus squarely on the face of Waters. - - I thought you said we were going to approach this first vignette a little light-handedly. Everyone can hear Vita snickering off camera as Dolly's face twists with ironic smirk as she thinks about the arbitrary duo that are Justin York and Bam Miller. She focuses her gaze back into the lens, - - but I suppose when yer' dealing with a team as obviously outmatched as York and Miller, even the most limp-wristed form of promo sounds eerily similar to running a live human through a wood-chipper. Confidence be damned! I don't know that I ever looked at two opponents in a tag match and saw the word: MISMATCH stamped so boldly on their foreheads, and in more ways than one! Dolly stops for a moment and gives a little tap with her index finger onto her chin. Her eyes pop, and light up like a booming firework in the sky, she snaps her fingers and continues CEEEEPT for that one time when I was staring down a team of relative wrestling newcomers in last year's OCW Margarita Mix. You guessed it, good ol' Bam "I'm possibly the most generic human on earth" Miller, when he teamed up with LC Pinkston. Make. No. Mistake. LC Pinkston was the kid on that team with all the talent and ability. Bam spent the whole match tripping over his own feet and got outshined by his partner who literally knew only three wrestling moves. So, chew on that for just a moment while I point out the obvious: Justin York is on fer' a loooooooong night next Saturday. The thought of a wrestler near his caliber having to follow behind Bam Miller with a broom and dustpan the entire match, like he was some high school custodian. He's definitely got the look for it, burnt-out forty-something year-old man who looks creepily similar in age to the kids bullying him between classes, kicking over his trashcans. It'll be fitting when Vita and I are taking turns bashing you in the chops while you're focused cleaning up the messes of some elementary-minded bozo like Bam. Poor Justin. An esteemed talent such as him, straining and fumbling to carry this shell of a team he's been booked on. To be competing in an opening bout against the Dolls? RUH ROH! I'd say Justin deserves FAR better than this, and I'm certain he feels the same way too... After all, the guy has won like... a match? Two matches maybe? , who knows. His booking in the XWF has been, to this point, too obscure to follow. There was a triple threat match against two wrestlers who've pretty much never won a contest, then there was something else- his ex-stepdaddies tournament. That was a big fat L. Oh, and there was a loss to Mac Bane in York's big debut. Absolutely tragic. It's only a shame that the prick Peter Vaughn made it appear as if it takes extra hands to beat the likes of Justin York. He of course went on to show us all how wrong we were. And that, my friends, is exactly the problem he's facing on this next Savage. For as unpolished and ill-equipped as Justin is to deal with the likes of some ACTUAL XWF talent, he's left to carry the deadweight that we all know is Bam Miller. It doesn't take extra hands to beat Justin, and yet he's about to feel a pair of fists from two of this companies most storied talents in Dolly and Vita, who are only half his age! What in the name of Theo Pryce's lost checkbook is this matchup? I'm sorry boys, but yer' both gonna' get wrekt. Bam Miller is such a puzzling figure. The guy seems to know and understand the wrestling business as well as any wily old veteran, yet his prowess in the ring leaves so much to be desired. It's like when you step into the ring yer' a deer in headlights, you freeze up and fall on yer' face time and again. Jesus, if it weren't for a charity victory against a distracted Caedus, no one would even know who you are. Do you know who we are, Bam? Like really? Do you, Justin? Do either of you hsave any clue whats in store for you on Savage? Sure, recently the in-ring results haven't been the greatst of late for the Dolls, well, espically ME... but we're working through the ups and downs. We're adapting already. We're molding as a team as we prepare for to capture the XWF Tag Titles at Relentless. You two haven't even begun tripping over yer'selves yet, and that lack of experience as a team? That lack of expirece not just teaming in the XWF, but wrestling against the likes of this type of talent week in and week out is about to show up in a big way on Savage. Vita stares at the unanswered text from before as her frustrations begin to give way to fear. Soon the sun would be down, and Vita would then be able to safely search for her lost partner, who was probably living it up on room service instead of showing up for training. At least, that's what Vita hoped she was doing. "You'd better be okay, missy!" *KNOCK KNOCK* The heavy knocking on the metal door startles Vita, but she quickly catches a familiar scent in the air! "Finally!" Vita rushes to the door, opening it to reveal a SUPER FRICKIN' TARDY Dolly Waters looking like she just survived a hell of a day. Her hair's a mess, her clothes are torn, and she's covered in all sorts of muck. Vita's eyes widen with concern as any anger she may have had instantly fades away. V: "Oh crap, are you okay!?" Vita asks as she steps aside to invite Dolly in. D: "Don't even get me started! The day I had? Oh my God, but I'll tell you about THAT later!"