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My Life Has Been Won - Game Girl - 11-12-2025
We open to a small, grey room. Our hero bobs her bulbous head side to side, her azure hair flicking with the rhythm to an unheard song as she kicks her legs atop the hard plastic chair beneath her.
A shocking bright light enters her vision as her pupils turn to pin pricks and she lets out a sharp “AH!” in surprise, squinting to shield her eyes.
“ROIGHT!” A brutish British voice yells at her as a sweaty hog of a man bangs his palms on the table getting in GG’s face. “You gonna tell us what you kno’ or wot!?”
Game Girl blinks rapidly to halt the temporary blindness. “Um, well… What do you want to know, officer?”
“Oh I think you know, sunshine.” He stands up straight and looks briefly at another man in the room who scoffs a laugh as GG smiles too at being called sunshine. “Your friend, Scoops is it? He already sang like a bird about what you’ve lot been up to.”
“You got Scoops to sing? … Been trying to get him to do karaoke with me forever.” :/
“Quit playing dumb, miss.”
“Oh I’m not playing, wish I was.”
The taller one gives an eye roll as he scratches his eyebrow. “We know you’ve taken somethin’ that doesn’t belong to you, we know you tried to smuggle it through airport security and we also know you specifically tried to enter the UK illegally.”
GG raises an eyebrow and switches her gaze between the two. “Illegally?” Confusion hits her face as the two cops look smug with a head nod. “I got here on a plane, dudes. Last time I checked they’re pretty heckin legal.”
The taller one turns around rubbing his palm down his face as the boar reaches past a lake of sweat into his breast pocket rummaging for something while GG trails off in her thoughts.
“Could have flown here on Nimbus, coulda teleported but nooooo~ Scoops likes planes! Says the engines help him sleep; I think it’s an excuse to take 4 of those little pills and knock himself out for 12 hours. And the food on those things!? What’s the deal with the little bags of peanu-” Before she can finish her sentence the officer whacks a hand drawn notepad on the table with GG’s face scribbled on it. “Oh hey, my passport! Thought I lost that.”
GG stretches her arm forward to grab it but the cop pulls the notepad away. “So you admit you tried to enter the country with this obvious forgery of a passport?”
“I-umm…” She squints at the cop in an oblivious confusion. “Yeeesss?”
He picks up the “passport” and looks at it, clearing his throat as he does. “First name Paige OR Game. Last name… Girl.” He looks up briefly to a nodding GG. “Country. Naw-fine-ex?”
“Narfinex.” She corrects.
“And where is that exactly?”
Game Girl splutters her lips with a shrug.
“Date of birth. Beats me. Weight. Average. Height…” He looks up at her again. “Three apples tall.”
The taller man points out/ “You even drew three apples. For clarification, I assume?”
Game Girl nods with a dorky laugh. “Hehe, yeah. Scoops said it once and it stuck with me… Imagine how tall that is? That’s funny it’s like-” She motions her hands apart cracking up. “Like 🍎 🍏 🍎” Her arms fall as she snickers covering her mouth at the preposterous thought.
The two cops look to one another and back before the tall one speaks. “Did you hit your head or something?”
GG leans back with a sigh, finishing her laughter. “No, but who I thought was my best friend stabbed me through the heart so that kinda messed me up.”
“Heh, been there.”
”We’re gettin’ off topic. Here’s the fact Miss “Girl” you’re an illegal immigrant trying to come over with your mates hauling stolen goods that we know for a fact you have because one of your colleagues won’t stop postin’ it on fackin’ TikTok. What we want to know is why you’re tryna get away with doing this and where are you really from?”
The brute leans in mean-mugging GG as the tall one sighs and places his hands on his hip.
“You could be in a lot of trouble here Paige. Terry already spilled the beans and Amber has been yapping non-stop about what you stole. Shit, we already knew Dickie had connections with the Yakuza before he boarded the plane; we get your side of the story, you help clear this mess up. Maybe talk a little why the leader of a Japanese gang is doing business in England and we can send you back to… Narfinex or whatever you want to call it. No harm done.”
Sensing a severe shift in tone to what Game Girl originally thought was a polite conversation; she sneers at the police in front of her and thinks back to something very significant Scoops once told her.
“... I want a lawyer.”
The silence lingers, the first breath the warthog takes almost seems deafening as it cuts the air. He stands up straight, staring down at GG who meets his eyes. The tall one taps his shoulder and whispers something in his ear before looking back at GG.
“Right then. Tell ya what, Girl. You can have the room for a bit, have a think, me and my colleague need to discuss something in private.”
He turns with ferocity and heads to the door swinging it open, the handle colliding with the walls as he heads out into the hall. The other runs the edge of his thumb along the lines of his forehead. “You want a water or something to drink?”
“Water’s good, thank you.” She responds with a nod.
The tall one taps a finger on the table with a slight smile before exiting and locking the door behind him.
GG exhales deeply. “Oooh boy…”
She sits still for a moment, chewing her lip before POP disappearing from sight.
In a few rooms over.
Scoops lies on the hard bed in the holding cell as Dickie paces and Amber tries to numb the boredom, picking at her nails. POP! And Game Girl appears from nowhere. “HEY GUYS! I think we’re in BIG trouble!”
“No shit.” Scoops responds, not raising his head from his rested position. “What tipped ya off?”
“They’re asking a lotta questions, Scoops! I’m kinda worried.”
“Don’t tell ‘em shit.”
“Yeah fuck the police!” Amber yells with a fist pump.
“Jus’ focus on War Games, we’ll get out of here in no time.”
GG gives a nervous sigh and looks around. “Focus on the match, okay, got it.”
POP!
A beat passes after GG vanishes. Dickie looks to the others.
“Did she just fucking teleport?”
“Heeeeey!” :D
Game Girl gives a big smile as she waves both her hands with a giddy enthusiasm. She gives a slight sigh with a grin, placing her hands on her knees as she sits crossed legged in the middle of a valley. She looks behind briefly as poorly modelled characters dressed in, what could be, very pixelated middle ages garb begin the construction of a mill. She turns around to us as she throws a thumb back to the group. “I have no idea what the heck middle ages stuff should look like so I hope Age of Empire 2 will fit the whole aesthetic.” She glances back again admiring the 15FPS handiwork as she drops her arm and regains focus.
“A long, long time ago back when the powers I have now belonged to my Game Boy, he entered War Games on a whim. He didn’t join a team, he wasn’t picked, he simply came in to replace someone that couldn’t make it.”
“And he helped that team win.”
“Admittedly, that team was a buncha bad guys but GB was very naive back then. Shucks, I think I retained a lot of that naivety now. Must come with the powers.”
“Fast forward a few years, I entered War Games on a whim. It was a while since I did anything in the XWF and missed it, playing around in Narfinex, jumping realities was cool and all but I missed this place. My home away from home. The leader of that team was Calypso, a great hero that nobody really noticed. Joined with a maniac named North Korean War Criminal and an underrated and under-utilised star in Hanari Carnes. I remember saying, it doesn’t matter if I lose as long as I get them where they want to be as a thank you for everything they did for me.”
“Not only did we win our match, but War Criminal was the sole survivor.”
“Jump ahead, I captain my own team and despite how proud I was of my teammates, despite how hard they worked and how well they did. We lost, and I put the blame on myself. I was distracted and neglecting my duties back home in favor of playing pretend, I lost sight of what was in front of me. Yeah, we fought like heck and it came down to a one v one but in the end, Lucy was the better woman. Can’t fault her.”
“Now.”
“I’m here again.”
“Back on a whim.”
“Back from an injury I didn’t know I could sustain.”
“And I’m here with a captain, no… My best friend. Someone who I care about so deeply, someone who showed me a compassion I haven’t felt in years, someone I look up to as a mentor. Someone who has been through heck twice and survived and I am making the same promise I made Calypso. Made NKWC. Made Hanari.”
“You saved me, I am going to save you.” Game Girl’s expression changes from a jolly enthusiasm into a stern one.
“I will be Scoops shield. I will be Dickie Watson’s shield. I will be Amber Mansley’s shield.”
“And if need be, I will be their sword.”
“Solomon Kline will never hear those words in his life.”
“A man who deems himself a psychopath but has a part-time job in bookkeeping and a full-time job in coming in last place will never be able to feel the comradery or friendship that so many of us are lucky to have. He wants to be the mance, he wants to be the villian. But time and time again he’s proven to be the joke; a weak man with a Matthias Syn complex only able to win a title via luck, only able to keep the job of a wrestler through baseline mediocrity and he wants people to call him a captain?”
“A leader!?”
“A child with an ego can hold nothing here. The only threat I can see is you dirtying my career with your pathetic legacy.”
“And you choose Sarah Wolf as your first pick? The girl who makes it her business to sabotage her own career? Saying that it is a lot like you Solomon but Sarah does it on purpose because she’s afraid of success.”
“A lone wolf in a den of cubs unable to stand for themselves.”
“Someone I beat so hard they felt affection for me.”
“I would make a joke about ex-boyfriends and fathers but that’s truly beneath me.”
“And it was easy and simple the first time, and this time I’m facing a shadow. A broken reflection.”
“A… Sheep in wolf’s clothing.”
“Again, a lot like one of your teammates, no not Solomon, I’ll save him crying when I crack him over the head in the ring. I mean Mr. Oz this time.”
“Someone who has always been nothing.”
“You and Game Boy entered at the same time back when you went by Ghost Tank, was it? Forgive me for not knowing 100% but your career is on the bottom of my watchlist. And when GB outshined you in your first match and he went on to help win at War Games and win a title and have a career where he was truly adored, you did?”
“... You did?”
“What exactly? Floundered, lost to Calypso handedly who was considered a joke back then, went on to keep losing matches while clapping yourself on the back for one thing you did at War Games that year while everything else forgot about you?”
“How you changed to Big Money and did nothing?”
“How you dipped back into Oswald and did nothing?”
“How you reverted to Mr. Oz and continued doing nothing?”
“Truly, slim picking for Solomon.”
“Now why don’t you be a good boy in our match and continue to do nothing and save yourself the embarrassment?”
“And finally.”
“Thunder Knuckles.”
Game Girl flinches in pain rubbing at the scar under her top.
“Hurting me was the most impressive thing you’ve ever done here.”
“Because it's the only thing you’ve done that has lasted over a month. Sure, the Tag titles with Bobby was HUGE! But we both know how the talent pool for people working together is around here. And on your own, and let's face it with this team you are most certainly alone, you’re as pathetic, as bland as the rest of Solomon’s Psychos…”
“A carnival act, a man with one note of saying bad words over and over til the point of boredom."
“A sideshow with a stupid name and the temperament of an angry child who can’t take it when someone like me beats them so they result in injuring them as a petty means of revenge.”
“You got me once after the match you lost, TK, it’s never going to happen again I promise you.”
“Now, besides Team Undercard here, I want to make brief mention of real threats.”
“To the other teams, specifically the ones we have a chance of actually seeing, SEB, Kieran, if I’m lucky I might see a pleasant face in Betsy but given her recent record I sadly doubt it. I gladly welcome a real challenge, even if it from deluded, sociopathic narcissists who love the sound of their own voice so much they either have another personality dedicated to asking them questions about themselves or making an entire empire in their head like a schoolboy playing king of the castle because his stick is so much cooler than the other kids.”
“I beg you, you self-entitled man-children. Take a step forward and I will send you so far back into your mid-life crisis not even Rogaine will grow back your self-confidence. I will do anything… ANYTHING, for Scoops, if he want his revenge, if he wants his win I am going to get him that no matter the cost.”
“My life has been…” She gives a head tilt. “Well, a mess lol. But my life has been won, it’s time I started living for someone else.”
GG give a slight smile as the scene fades to black.