10-20-2021, 11:59 PM
Season 2 / Episode 8 / Unexpected Company - Part 2
WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 20, 2021
At The Gulf Coast
A little mist has set in and the drops of it that do fall from the skies above do awaken Polly Pingotti from slumber. She looks up and it seems that the mist is refreshing her. She stretches her arms to the sky and then remembers that she is not here alone. Polly looks to her left and there he still is, sleeping. She sees this as an opportunity to start the day ahead of him. She heads back for the car, taking the car key with her. At the car she goes directly for her luggage. As carefully and quietly as possible she unzips it and pulls out the clothing that she wants to wear for the day, opting to go for a more playful outfit oddly enough, that being a short white frilly skirt and a plain pink strapless tube top. Polly does shiver a little, but she seems okay after she does so. She uses the same quiet care to close the car door back up, as to not wake her companion. Polly then slips off and gets changed, even making it back before Peter is able to wake up. Seeing him still asleep she heads down to the little bit of sand that is in the area where they have set up camp. She steps into the waters, which are a bit calmer than last night and immediately closes her eyes.
Polly: “Mmm, that feels nice. It’s too bad that life can’t just always be like this. Just to be somewhere quiet, being able to think, being able to breathe. I know this can’t last forever.”
Peter: “Unfortunately not.”
Polly turns to see Peter standing there. Upon seeing Polly’s outfit of choice, Peter shows that he is clearly more attracted to her than ever before. He takes the walk closer to her, until he is within a few feet of her.
Polly: “It sucks. I mean, you don’t suck. You were there for me last night. I trusted you, and you came through. I was wrong about you. I hope you can forgive me for being so paranoid.”
Polly partially turns away from him, harvesting an agitated look on her face. Not agitation towards him, but to herself. This is when Peter makes the gesture. He gently places his right hand on her bare right shoulder, which gets her to turn her head to look at him.
Peter: “I understand and of course I forgive you. No one should have to face what you’re facing, but it obviously hasn’t been all fruit and cake for me either. How would you feel Polly if you came to learn that one of your parents was a stalker? I mean, I’m not like him, nor do I ever want to be like him, but just imagine that. I’m not in an easy position either.”
Polly: “Yeah.”
Polly puts her head down some. Peter removes his hand from her shoulder, only to use the same hand to lift her chin so he can look into her eyes. Polly doesn’t push him away or anything, instead just telling him exactly what’s on her obviously extremely full mind.
Polly: “I guess we can um… um… work through it, together.”
Peter: “I would like that.”
Polly: “Me too.”
He pulls his right hand back and the two just find themselves gazing once again into each other’s eyes, this time for quite some time. It’s Polly that pulls out of their trance first.
Polly: “Do you think we should probably get going? I mean Thursday night is tomorrow night and all.”
Peter: “If you’re with SCW, you aren’t scheduled to compete. I didn’t see your name in the Trios Tournament. In fact, I haven’t seen your name at all lately. Are you just taking a back seat right now backstage, just trying to lay low?”
Polly almost freezes, but then responds.
Polly: “You could say that. Um…”
Polly takes one step forward, joining Peter back on dry land. She takes another one to head towards the car, but he stops her.
Peter: “Polly, is there something you’re not telling me?”
Polly: “I’m sorry Peter, I can’t. Look, the time with you has been nice, but as far as wrestling goes, you will just have to trust me. I love to wrestle. I can’t let it go.”
Peter: “I don’t expect you to. The problem is he doesn’t expect you to stop either. You’re in danger staying with SCW.”
She goes around him, heading back closer to the car. He comes after her, at the same pace she is moving.
Polly: “I’m not. I can handle myself.”
Peter: “Can you? What if he gets to you and I’m not around to stop him?”
Polly suddenly stops and just looks annoyed now, getting him to stop as well. She turns right around and saunters right up to him, getting right in close, so they are almost nose to nose, despite him being a little taller than her.
Polly: “That’s not the question. The question is will he be able to stop her?”
Peter looks very confused now.
Peter: “Who? Polly, you’re scaring me. What’s going on?”
She looks up towards the sky and her normal green eyes turn darker. And then she gazes hard into Peter’s eyes.
Purity: “Me. And besides, you’re around, just in case I need it. What I could really use right now though Peter, as we head back to Houston, is to make sure that your intentions remain pure. Then you’ll have what I know you want… me.”
Peter is growing more and more nervous.
Peter: “Polly? Are you okay?”
Purity: “Oh I’m fine. Come on. Let’s go.”
She looks up into the sky one more time and when she is again looking back at Peter, the dark glazed eyes are gone. She looks unsure of herself.
Polly: “Um, yeah.”
She takes him by the hand and the two head back to the car. Peter seems to try and shake off what just happened, but it’s clearly on his mind, as it is Polly’s as well. Peter gets back into the driver’s seat as Polly takes the front passenger seat. The two buckle in and begin the ride back to Downtown Houston, back to what the future holds.
WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 20, 2021
Downtown Houston
This is where it could all go down. Knowing full well that Polly always used to love making herself heard, Mr. Compton has been checking out every single big area of the city this morning, again though with no luck. Little does he know that his catch of the day is inching closer and closer to the city at this very moment. As for him, right now he has returned back to the Toyota Center, figuring he would just now wait her out.
Mr. Compton: “She has to come around eventually. I can’t believe SCW hasn’t been letting her compete though. It just goes to show how much of a loser she truly is. Though then again, she’s probably just hiding in the backstage area, not wanting me to see her on television and whatnot. I have to get in there. I have to find out where she is. You’re coming home with me Polly, today.”
He stands up, brushes himself off, and goes to enter the Toyota Center. He is stopped by a guard at the door that advises him to put his mask on before entering the facility. He rolls his eyes but obliges to this request. Once inside he roams the hallways, of course with his search coming up empty. Yet he still sticks around inside the building, all the way until the time that Peter and Polly pull into one of the parking areas for the place. The moment Peter puts the car in park, Polly faces him to tell him something.
Polly: “Hey um, I want to explain myself for what happened back there. Now isn’t the time though. Um, also, I want to go in alone.”
Peter: “What if he’s here? I don’t want you risking your life of freedom, only to end up back in his captivity.”
Polly reaches out and places her left hand on his right shoulder.
Polly: “Hey, I’ll tell you what. I’ll call you when I’m safely inside and taking care of the business I need to take care of. If you don’t hear from me in ten minutes, by all means, come in. Does that sound fair to you?”
Peter: “Yes but…”
Polly: “What is it?”
He delays a little, but can see that she is basically demanding an answer, without saying so.
Peter: “I don’t want to lose you Polly. I already know the feeling with you being missing for months now, and it’s not a good feeling. Last night and this morning with you is the best I have felt in a long, long time.”
Polly again finds herself gazing into his eyes that look oh so truthful. She smiles, the first REAL smile from her in a long, long time.
Polly: “Really? Despite how I’ve treated you? Peter, I um…”
Peter: “Polly, I…”
They both lean in towards one another and close their eyes before touching lips. It’s only for a few seconds, but the look in both of their eyes when they disconnect is unmistakable. Peter looks more nervous now, but Polly softly utters words to him.
Polly: “I’ll be okay. Thank you, for everything.”
Polly pulls back away and steps out of Peter’s car. He gets out as well and beats her to her luggage bag. He pulls it out of the car for her. She then takes the handle and gives him one last good look before she enters the Toyota Center. He watches her go, clearly hoping this isn’t the last time he sees her or hears from her.
Polly does look around with care as she walks down the current corridor she is in. She does eventually find the staircase that leads down to where the SCW roster will be housed for tomorrow night in the locker rooms. She looks around and eventually does find the designated area that she has been assigned to. Quietly she pops into the room and immediately locks the door. She looks around the entire perimeter of the room. Finding no one in sight she heaves a heavy sigh of relief, but then she thinks to herself.
Polly: “The bathroom. I better check it. Who knows.”
That’s what she does. Again she finds no one. Once inside she locks the door and just sinks down all the way, until her cute butt touches the floor. She looks forward for a few moments before taking off her tube top, followed by her skirt, followed by her panties, and followed by her sandals. She stares at the shower lovingly and heads right for it. As she turns the faucet on she remembers that she should call Peter who is waiting outside, just to let him know that she is safe and sound. She grabs her cell phone from the side pocket of her luggage and calls him up, but speaks quietly, just in case if anyone is somehow eavesdropping.
Polly: “Hey Peter, I’m fine. I made it inside and I’m where I’m supposed to be. Again, thank you so much. Definitely feel free to hang around if you want to.”
Peter: “I will. It sounds like tomorrow night will be very interesting. I guess you just have some backstage work to do for them, probably as per usual?”
Polly: “Yeah. I better run. Our new boss Cian, I kinda have something that I need to get to him pretty fast.”
Peter: “Okay. I’ll go get something to eat or something. Hopefully I’ll see you later Polly?”
Polly: “You will. Bye.”
Peter: “Bye.”
Polly hangs up her end of the call and then hastily gets into the shower, clearly wanting the water to rain down on her. That it does, until she chooses to end her shower, feeling she is clean as she is going to get. She steps out and dons a big white towel that is on the nearby rack. Her eyes dance back to her cell phone, knowing full well that it’s time to take care of business. She doesn’t wait for her hair or body to fully dry, but she does unzip her large bag of luggage and pulls out her Purity Pixie mask. The moment it’s on her, she arrives.
Purity slumps down again, only this time along the far wall of the bathroom. She immediately heads to the website where she has left all of her previously recorded promo videos for SCW. This is where this one will go too. She hits the record button and is ready to face the world.
Purity: “Well, here we are, on the cusp of the 2021 SCW Trios Tournament. I’ll admit it. It’s been a rough past two outings for me. Despite not being pinned or tapping out or anything like that, I have been unable to dispatch of bullies that seriously do need to get a grip and get a taste of that slice of humble pie that they so rightfully deserve. Lo and behold both times Katie Steward just simply… gave up. I wanted her to succeed, but she just doesn’t have it in her anymore. It will show even more in the Trios Tournament as she will undoubtedly let Crystal and Autumn down. It’s sad because that team does have potential. Definitely the same as the team I find myself on. And yeah, I know, I’m the green one of the trio. Not because I have green eyes, but because I’m the youngest.”
“Make no mistake about it though. I may seem like a young rookie that’s wet behind the ears to everybody, but I’m going to compete beyond my years tomorrow night in this tournament. You don’t see me crying about having had to compete in back to back fatal fourway matches. I’m not like Holly Adams. I don’t cry when things don’t go my way. Life isn’t like that. Life at any time can serve you lemons. You just have to deal with it and deal it right back! That’s what I’ve learned and trust me, one of these days Holly Adams will get what she has coming to her. It’s the same with Tsunami and Martin Howe. Heck, you never know, I might get to be a part of the team that gets to do something about both Holly and Tsunami in this tournament too. But that’s in the future. I’m here before you tonight ready to take on our first challenge in the form of Kandis, Ricky James, and a prior Trios Tournament Winner, Ace Marshall.”
Purity pauses and sighs, actually looking not all that impressed.
Purity: “And everyone thinks Selena, Cid, and I won’t be able to co-exist. I mean I get it, Selena and Cid have been battling over the SCW World Championship. But they are both professionals and when it comes down to it, they both have what it takes to swallow their pride so we can win as a trio. Battles over championships can come later. Hopefully they will both see that. Especially you Selena. You have what it takes to get to the top again, and this tournament is the perfect way to do just that. I’ll put it simple. I like you. I like what you and several here in SCW stand for. You have never cheap-shotted your way to the top. You have never stepped on others and then stuck your tongue out to go “nah nah” like a little kid either. You have never been a bully and well, I’m inspired by you. Inspired, not starstruck. As much as everybody out there thinks I won’t be able to keep up with the main-eventers of SCW like you and Cid, I’m ready to prove myself worthy of being on the same team as the two of you, starting tomorrow night.”
“Notice how I said “starting”. I have no intention of losing this chance for the three of us. I’m deemed the weak link, but I don’t see myself as such. Our trio, when you look at all three of us, has no weak link. We have and can all succeed in getting what we truly want, and what I want tomorrow night is to be on the winning side. I sure as heck stand a better chance with the two of you instead of the three that we find ourselves up against here in Houston.”
Purity rolls her eyes as some water droplets continue to drop off her shoulders and onto the pure white towel that wraps her up.
Purity: “If I had to be on the same team with Ricky James, I honestly don’t know what to think of that situation. He has shown in the past that when it comes down to it, he could easily slip back to his life of propaganda and slander. Yet Kandis, his own teammate, has the gall to actually say that Ricky is real and that I’m not, just because I wear a mask? Uh… Ricky has a mask too that he’s been seen to be obsessed with before. And she said it herself, she too wears a mask when she feels like it, just to be one of Minerva’s good little puppets.”
“Anyways, Ricky, I wouldn’t take what either Kandis or Ace tell you as gospel. They may be your teammates tomorrow night, but they have definitely been at one another’s throats, just like my two teammates have been. You and I, we are in the same kind of awkward situation. The only thing is Ace is well… Ace, and Kandis just is here flaunting herself to the highest bidder. That’s how she wants to be relevant. That’s on her. For you, it doesn’t need to be like that. You have some talent in you and I hope you use it in the right way. Lately you have. We will see whether or not you can keep it up in this rough, rough world.”
“As far as you go Kandis, I shouldn’t even bring up the word rough. It just makes my skin crawl to know how you are. You say that you are real and that I’m fake, but here’s the thing. I’m wearing a mask for a DAMN good reason! It has nothing to do with you or anyone else on the roster. Let me deal with my own problems and perhaps you should deal with yours. Trust me, you have no idea what it would be like if you had to walk a mile in my shoes. Yeah, yeah, I know, you’ll be all like “I’m glad I don’t have to. I love being Kandis. I have a big ass. Look at me. I should be an SCW World Tag Team Champion with my boytoy Tommy right now, just because I’m Kandis”. Spare us the grief and actually you know… just compete to the best of your ability tomorrow night. That is what it’s going to take for you and the rest of your trio to actually succeed. Don’t worry about looking good. Hell don’t even worry about kicking ass. Don’t worry about trying to say that you are more real than myself, Cid, and Selena. Because at the end of the day, talk is cheap. I’m ready to walk the walk. Hell, I have a feeling I may have to do that today too. But that's none of your concern."
"Nor is it yours, Ace. I honestly don't even know what to say about you. I mean you've been on top before and you've won this exact tournament before. You know how to cause chaos and do pretty much whatever you want. So what is little me, Purity Pixie, going to do about it?"
"I'll tell you what. I'm going to let the chips fall where they may when it comes to you. Yeah you're an SCW great and whatnot, but let us all see if you can truly take Kandis and Ricky James to the Promised Land that you've been to before. I'm going to do whatever I have to do to make sure that the three of you don't make it past Houston, as far as the Trios Tournament is concerned."
"Anyways, I have other business to tend to, and it needs to be taken care of now. I can sense that someone is here. I can sense I'm about to face something I have wanted to do for quite some time. As for this tournament, Selena, Cid, I'm ready for tomorrow night, and I'm going to my damnedest to not let you down!"
Purity ends her recording and actually opens the door to the bathroom. She heads stomping right to the front of the main room she is currently now in. This is when she hears a knock on the door. She actually does answer it, despite the chance that it could be Mr. Compton. When she opens the door, it is.
Purity's green eyes glaze over and since the towel is securely wrapped around her, she has her fists ready to fight him.
Mr. Compton: "Wait a minute. I've seen you before. In Denver. But it can't be."
Purity: "Oh but it is. And you're about to get EXACTLY what you deserve, BITCH!!!"
With that Purity Pixie takes a step into her future, shocking Mr. Compton by punching him right in the face, before low blowing him right in the crotch. He falls back outside the door. Purity relooks the door and gleefully saunters back to the bathroom.
Purity: "There you go Polly. Problem solved, at least for now..."
Purity lets her towel go now and goes to get dressed in her usual ring gear. She is ready now. Ready for the Trios Tournament to begin.
WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 20, 2021
At The Gulf Coast
A little mist has set in and the drops of it that do fall from the skies above do awaken Polly Pingotti from slumber. She looks up and it seems that the mist is refreshing her. She stretches her arms to the sky and then remembers that she is not here alone. Polly looks to her left and there he still is, sleeping. She sees this as an opportunity to start the day ahead of him. She heads back for the car, taking the car key with her. At the car she goes directly for her luggage. As carefully and quietly as possible she unzips it and pulls out the clothing that she wants to wear for the day, opting to go for a more playful outfit oddly enough, that being a short white frilly skirt and a plain pink strapless tube top. Polly does shiver a little, but she seems okay after she does so. She uses the same quiet care to close the car door back up, as to not wake her companion. Polly then slips off and gets changed, even making it back before Peter is able to wake up. Seeing him still asleep she heads down to the little bit of sand that is in the area where they have set up camp. She steps into the waters, which are a bit calmer than last night and immediately closes her eyes.
Polly: “Mmm, that feels nice. It’s too bad that life can’t just always be like this. Just to be somewhere quiet, being able to think, being able to breathe. I know this can’t last forever.”
Peter: “Unfortunately not.”
Polly turns to see Peter standing there. Upon seeing Polly’s outfit of choice, Peter shows that he is clearly more attracted to her than ever before. He takes the walk closer to her, until he is within a few feet of her.
Polly: “It sucks. I mean, you don’t suck. You were there for me last night. I trusted you, and you came through. I was wrong about you. I hope you can forgive me for being so paranoid.”
Polly partially turns away from him, harvesting an agitated look on her face. Not agitation towards him, but to herself. This is when Peter makes the gesture. He gently places his right hand on her bare right shoulder, which gets her to turn her head to look at him.
Peter: “I understand and of course I forgive you. No one should have to face what you’re facing, but it obviously hasn’t been all fruit and cake for me either. How would you feel Polly if you came to learn that one of your parents was a stalker? I mean, I’m not like him, nor do I ever want to be like him, but just imagine that. I’m not in an easy position either.”
Polly: “Yeah.”
Polly puts her head down some. Peter removes his hand from her shoulder, only to use the same hand to lift her chin so he can look into her eyes. Polly doesn’t push him away or anything, instead just telling him exactly what’s on her obviously extremely full mind.
Polly: “I guess we can um… um… work through it, together.”
Peter: “I would like that.”
Polly: “Me too.”
He pulls his right hand back and the two just find themselves gazing once again into each other’s eyes, this time for quite some time. It’s Polly that pulls out of their trance first.
Polly: “Do you think we should probably get going? I mean Thursday night is tomorrow night and all.”
Peter: “If you’re with SCW, you aren’t scheduled to compete. I didn’t see your name in the Trios Tournament. In fact, I haven’t seen your name at all lately. Are you just taking a back seat right now backstage, just trying to lay low?”
Polly almost freezes, but then responds.
Polly: “You could say that. Um…”
Polly takes one step forward, joining Peter back on dry land. She takes another one to head towards the car, but he stops her.
Peter: “Polly, is there something you’re not telling me?”
Polly: “I’m sorry Peter, I can’t. Look, the time with you has been nice, but as far as wrestling goes, you will just have to trust me. I love to wrestle. I can’t let it go.”
Peter: “I don’t expect you to. The problem is he doesn’t expect you to stop either. You’re in danger staying with SCW.”
She goes around him, heading back closer to the car. He comes after her, at the same pace she is moving.
Polly: “I’m not. I can handle myself.”
Peter: “Can you? What if he gets to you and I’m not around to stop him?”
Polly suddenly stops and just looks annoyed now, getting him to stop as well. She turns right around and saunters right up to him, getting right in close, so they are almost nose to nose, despite him being a little taller than her.
Polly: “That’s not the question. The question is will he be able to stop her?”
Peter looks very confused now.
Peter: “Who? Polly, you’re scaring me. What’s going on?”
She looks up towards the sky and her normal green eyes turn darker. And then she gazes hard into Peter’s eyes.
Purity: “Me. And besides, you’re around, just in case I need it. What I could really use right now though Peter, as we head back to Houston, is to make sure that your intentions remain pure. Then you’ll have what I know you want… me.”
Peter is growing more and more nervous.
Peter: “Polly? Are you okay?”
Purity: “Oh I’m fine. Come on. Let’s go.”
She looks up into the sky one more time and when she is again looking back at Peter, the dark glazed eyes are gone. She looks unsure of herself.
Polly: “Um, yeah.”
She takes him by the hand and the two head back to the car. Peter seems to try and shake off what just happened, but it’s clearly on his mind, as it is Polly’s as well. Peter gets back into the driver’s seat as Polly takes the front passenger seat. The two buckle in and begin the ride back to Downtown Houston, back to what the future holds.
WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 20, 2021
Downtown Houston
This is where it could all go down. Knowing full well that Polly always used to love making herself heard, Mr. Compton has been checking out every single big area of the city this morning, again though with no luck. Little does he know that his catch of the day is inching closer and closer to the city at this very moment. As for him, right now he has returned back to the Toyota Center, figuring he would just now wait her out.
Mr. Compton: “She has to come around eventually. I can’t believe SCW hasn’t been letting her compete though. It just goes to show how much of a loser she truly is. Though then again, she’s probably just hiding in the backstage area, not wanting me to see her on television and whatnot. I have to get in there. I have to find out where she is. You’re coming home with me Polly, today.”
He stands up, brushes himself off, and goes to enter the Toyota Center. He is stopped by a guard at the door that advises him to put his mask on before entering the facility. He rolls his eyes but obliges to this request. Once inside he roams the hallways, of course with his search coming up empty. Yet he still sticks around inside the building, all the way until the time that Peter and Polly pull into one of the parking areas for the place. The moment Peter puts the car in park, Polly faces him to tell him something.
Polly: “Hey um, I want to explain myself for what happened back there. Now isn’t the time though. Um, also, I want to go in alone.”
Peter: “What if he’s here? I don’t want you risking your life of freedom, only to end up back in his captivity.”
Polly reaches out and places her left hand on his right shoulder.
Polly: “Hey, I’ll tell you what. I’ll call you when I’m safely inside and taking care of the business I need to take care of. If you don’t hear from me in ten minutes, by all means, come in. Does that sound fair to you?”
Peter: “Yes but…”
Polly: “What is it?”
He delays a little, but can see that she is basically demanding an answer, without saying so.
Peter: “I don’t want to lose you Polly. I already know the feeling with you being missing for months now, and it’s not a good feeling. Last night and this morning with you is the best I have felt in a long, long time.”
Polly again finds herself gazing into his eyes that look oh so truthful. She smiles, the first REAL smile from her in a long, long time.
Polly: “Really? Despite how I’ve treated you? Peter, I um…”
Peter: “Polly, I…”
They both lean in towards one another and close their eyes before touching lips. It’s only for a few seconds, but the look in both of their eyes when they disconnect is unmistakable. Peter looks more nervous now, but Polly softly utters words to him.
Polly: “I’ll be okay. Thank you, for everything.”
Polly pulls back away and steps out of Peter’s car. He gets out as well and beats her to her luggage bag. He pulls it out of the car for her. She then takes the handle and gives him one last good look before she enters the Toyota Center. He watches her go, clearly hoping this isn’t the last time he sees her or hears from her.
Polly does look around with care as she walks down the current corridor she is in. She does eventually find the staircase that leads down to where the SCW roster will be housed for tomorrow night in the locker rooms. She looks around and eventually does find the designated area that she has been assigned to. Quietly she pops into the room and immediately locks the door. She looks around the entire perimeter of the room. Finding no one in sight she heaves a heavy sigh of relief, but then she thinks to herself.
Polly: “The bathroom. I better check it. Who knows.”
That’s what she does. Again she finds no one. Once inside she locks the door and just sinks down all the way, until her cute butt touches the floor. She looks forward for a few moments before taking off her tube top, followed by her skirt, followed by her panties, and followed by her sandals. She stares at the shower lovingly and heads right for it. As she turns the faucet on she remembers that she should call Peter who is waiting outside, just to let him know that she is safe and sound. She grabs her cell phone from the side pocket of her luggage and calls him up, but speaks quietly, just in case if anyone is somehow eavesdropping.
Polly: “Hey Peter, I’m fine. I made it inside and I’m where I’m supposed to be. Again, thank you so much. Definitely feel free to hang around if you want to.”
Peter: “I will. It sounds like tomorrow night will be very interesting. I guess you just have some backstage work to do for them, probably as per usual?”
Polly: “Yeah. I better run. Our new boss Cian, I kinda have something that I need to get to him pretty fast.”
Peter: “Okay. I’ll go get something to eat or something. Hopefully I’ll see you later Polly?”
Polly: “You will. Bye.”
Peter: “Bye.”
Polly hangs up her end of the call and then hastily gets into the shower, clearly wanting the water to rain down on her. That it does, until she chooses to end her shower, feeling she is clean as she is going to get. She steps out and dons a big white towel that is on the nearby rack. Her eyes dance back to her cell phone, knowing full well that it’s time to take care of business. She doesn’t wait for her hair or body to fully dry, but she does unzip her large bag of luggage and pulls out her Purity Pixie mask. The moment it’s on her, she arrives.
Purity slumps down again, only this time along the far wall of the bathroom. She immediately heads to the website where she has left all of her previously recorded promo videos for SCW. This is where this one will go too. She hits the record button and is ready to face the world.
Purity: “Well, here we are, on the cusp of the 2021 SCW Trios Tournament. I’ll admit it. It’s been a rough past two outings for me. Despite not being pinned or tapping out or anything like that, I have been unable to dispatch of bullies that seriously do need to get a grip and get a taste of that slice of humble pie that they so rightfully deserve. Lo and behold both times Katie Steward just simply… gave up. I wanted her to succeed, but she just doesn’t have it in her anymore. It will show even more in the Trios Tournament as she will undoubtedly let Crystal and Autumn down. It’s sad because that team does have potential. Definitely the same as the team I find myself on. And yeah, I know, I’m the green one of the trio. Not because I have green eyes, but because I’m the youngest.”
“Make no mistake about it though. I may seem like a young rookie that’s wet behind the ears to everybody, but I’m going to compete beyond my years tomorrow night in this tournament. You don’t see me crying about having had to compete in back to back fatal fourway matches. I’m not like Holly Adams. I don’t cry when things don’t go my way. Life isn’t like that. Life at any time can serve you lemons. You just have to deal with it and deal it right back! That’s what I’ve learned and trust me, one of these days Holly Adams will get what she has coming to her. It’s the same with Tsunami and Martin Howe. Heck, you never know, I might get to be a part of the team that gets to do something about both Holly and Tsunami in this tournament too. But that’s in the future. I’m here before you tonight ready to take on our first challenge in the form of Kandis, Ricky James, and a prior Trios Tournament Winner, Ace Marshall.”
Purity pauses and sighs, actually looking not all that impressed.
Purity: “And everyone thinks Selena, Cid, and I won’t be able to co-exist. I mean I get it, Selena and Cid have been battling over the SCW World Championship. But they are both professionals and when it comes down to it, they both have what it takes to swallow their pride so we can win as a trio. Battles over championships can come later. Hopefully they will both see that. Especially you Selena. You have what it takes to get to the top again, and this tournament is the perfect way to do just that. I’ll put it simple. I like you. I like what you and several here in SCW stand for. You have never cheap-shotted your way to the top. You have never stepped on others and then stuck your tongue out to go “nah nah” like a little kid either. You have never been a bully and well, I’m inspired by you. Inspired, not starstruck. As much as everybody out there thinks I won’t be able to keep up with the main-eventers of SCW like you and Cid, I’m ready to prove myself worthy of being on the same team as the two of you, starting tomorrow night.”
“Notice how I said “starting”. I have no intention of losing this chance for the three of us. I’m deemed the weak link, but I don’t see myself as such. Our trio, when you look at all three of us, has no weak link. We have and can all succeed in getting what we truly want, and what I want tomorrow night is to be on the winning side. I sure as heck stand a better chance with the two of you instead of the three that we find ourselves up against here in Houston.”
Purity rolls her eyes as some water droplets continue to drop off her shoulders and onto the pure white towel that wraps her up.
Purity: “If I had to be on the same team with Ricky James, I honestly don’t know what to think of that situation. He has shown in the past that when it comes down to it, he could easily slip back to his life of propaganda and slander. Yet Kandis, his own teammate, has the gall to actually say that Ricky is real and that I’m not, just because I wear a mask? Uh… Ricky has a mask too that he’s been seen to be obsessed with before. And she said it herself, she too wears a mask when she feels like it, just to be one of Minerva’s good little puppets.”
“Anyways, Ricky, I wouldn’t take what either Kandis or Ace tell you as gospel. They may be your teammates tomorrow night, but they have definitely been at one another’s throats, just like my two teammates have been. You and I, we are in the same kind of awkward situation. The only thing is Ace is well… Ace, and Kandis just is here flaunting herself to the highest bidder. That’s how she wants to be relevant. That’s on her. For you, it doesn’t need to be like that. You have some talent in you and I hope you use it in the right way. Lately you have. We will see whether or not you can keep it up in this rough, rough world.”
“As far as you go Kandis, I shouldn’t even bring up the word rough. It just makes my skin crawl to know how you are. You say that you are real and that I’m fake, but here’s the thing. I’m wearing a mask for a DAMN good reason! It has nothing to do with you or anyone else on the roster. Let me deal with my own problems and perhaps you should deal with yours. Trust me, you have no idea what it would be like if you had to walk a mile in my shoes. Yeah, yeah, I know, you’ll be all like “I’m glad I don’t have to. I love being Kandis. I have a big ass. Look at me. I should be an SCW World Tag Team Champion with my boytoy Tommy right now, just because I’m Kandis”. Spare us the grief and actually you know… just compete to the best of your ability tomorrow night. That is what it’s going to take for you and the rest of your trio to actually succeed. Don’t worry about looking good. Hell don’t even worry about kicking ass. Don’t worry about trying to say that you are more real than myself, Cid, and Selena. Because at the end of the day, talk is cheap. I’m ready to walk the walk. Hell, I have a feeling I may have to do that today too. But that's none of your concern."
"Nor is it yours, Ace. I honestly don't even know what to say about you. I mean you've been on top before and you've won this exact tournament before. You know how to cause chaos and do pretty much whatever you want. So what is little me, Purity Pixie, going to do about it?"
"I'll tell you what. I'm going to let the chips fall where they may when it comes to you. Yeah you're an SCW great and whatnot, but let us all see if you can truly take Kandis and Ricky James to the Promised Land that you've been to before. I'm going to do whatever I have to do to make sure that the three of you don't make it past Houston, as far as the Trios Tournament is concerned."
"Anyways, I have other business to tend to, and it needs to be taken care of now. I can sense that someone is here. I can sense I'm about to face something I have wanted to do for quite some time. As for this tournament, Selena, Cid, I'm ready for tomorrow night, and I'm going to my damnedest to not let you down!"
Purity ends her recording and actually opens the door to the bathroom. She heads stomping right to the front of the main room she is currently now in. This is when she hears a knock on the door. She actually does answer it, despite the chance that it could be Mr. Compton. When she opens the door, it is.
Purity's green eyes glaze over and since the towel is securely wrapped around her, she has her fists ready to fight him.
Mr. Compton: "Wait a minute. I've seen you before. In Denver. But it can't be."
Purity: "Oh but it is. And you're about to get EXACTLY what you deserve, BITCH!!!"
With that Purity Pixie takes a step into her future, shocking Mr. Compton by punching him right in the face, before low blowing him right in the crotch. He falls back outside the door. Purity relooks the door and gleefully saunters back to the bathroom.
Purity: "There you go Polly. Problem solved, at least for now..."
Purity lets her towel go now and goes to get dressed in her usual ring gear. She is ready now. Ready for the Trios Tournament to begin.