11-25-2018, 12:54 AM
If you're Scarlet Grey, it's hard not to feel like you're on cloud nine right now.
Then again, that seemed to be the way Scarlet preferred to live every moment of her life, for better or worse.
As much as she was annoyed about being separated from Ruby, and especially the current apple of her eye Aaron Blackbourne, she had made the most out of the european tour. A win over some chick that further drove her into a downward spiral was a nice bonus and momentum that certainly helped, but the true reason to celebrate came after that match following a meeting with the boss. Her plan had worked perfectly: Ruby had planted the seeds of doubt the previous week, and all it took was a little bit of taunting the shaky confidence of Aaron's soon-to-be-ex-girlfriend to get her to bite. Of course, Mr. D wanted to prove himself “father of the year” by sticking to his moral guns, but thankfully she'd proven to be too enticing for the “better” of his daughters in her eyes, and Katya soon had him making her challenge official.
Game. Set. Match.
Honestly, Scarlet didn't see what the big deal truly was. Any real woman would be proud of their body and want to show it off, just as men have a tendency to do when they're trying to prove a point in a proverbial dick measuring contest, so the real issue was most likely the “moral guardians” too ashamed that they just didn't have it and trying to impose their will on others in a vain attempt to feel less self-conscious if they build a proverbial smear campaign on top of it. Besides, as far as she was concerned this was in the bag even if she decided to choose an actual match since she was the wrestler and this little girl was far from it, but at least this way gave the fans a chance to not only get involved, but also get to enjoy something that wouldn't resemble a massacre.
After all, what does Liane, or any woman on the planet for that matter, have that compares to the sheer perfection that is the only real goddess in SCW?
That thought played on a loop in Scarlet's mind as she ran her eyes up and down her own body while standing in front of the full-length mirror that was only natural to have in her room within the home base of the Red Empire. As was the norm for scenarios like this, there was a distinct lack of clothing. One might think she would at least be testing the waters with her choice of bikini for this contest, but she'd already done just that and asked Ruby to make sure it was securely packed away for the pay-per-view. She wanted to make sure her bases were covered after all: just because Liane officially accepted a few nights ago didn't mean she wouldn't have second thoughts and back out last minute, and as tempting as it was to “share the goods” early, she wanted to get the most satisfaction out of this whole ordeal, and that involved completely embarrassing this girl and proving she had no hope of measuring up before she could start preparing for her “victory celebration” and the date that would follow.
Grey: Once Aaron gets a good look at the two of us in all our natural glory, with nothing to hide and no excuses, he'll know what the right move is. Our date will even be the nail in the coffin for this poor plain little string bean that thought she was good enough for a real specimen like him.
Scarlet just laughed to herself as she ran her hands along her body. The poor girl was well out of her element and she knew it, which made this all the more entertaining to the crimson-haired mistress of desire. Between the one meeting they got to have face-to-face and any appearances she was able to catch when the girl was allowed back in again (which did annoy her how pathetically short that effort was) and especially rooting through Aaron's phone when she had possession of it and not finding a single nude or sext or anything where Liane was wearing anything remotely revealing, the fact that she was going to have to share her body with the entire world whether she liked it or not was going to make her crumble under the bright lights in front of all those ravenous eyes. Even still, Scarlet studied her enough to see clear as day that even if she did have less clothing to try and picture through, what this girl had didn't measure up and just looked ridiculous on her body.
Amarant: I wish I could say I'm surprised, but at least I appreciate the consistency.
Scarlet glanced back over her shoulder to find Ruby standing in the doorway, arms folded across her chest. It was an enticing look for her to say the least, though despite the amused tone of voice there was no amusement to be found on her face. Scarlet internally groaned as this was usually a sign of something bad, but she wasn't going to let her know she was catching on quite yet.
Grey: You should do that more often Rubes. Helps makes the girls stand out more to get attention, and it's hard enough for people to take their eyes off these big girls we've both got to show off.
Amarant: I'll keep that in mind I suppose, though you're the one who will be doing all the “showing off” on Sunday night. I'm just there to make sure nothing happens if anything goes wrong...
Grey: Stop right there Ruby. I know, it's your job to be all “logical” and everything when I just want to live in my own little world where I have everything I could ever want to feel satisfied, but I am NOT letting you drag me back to earth this time. We played our cards, they went all in, and now we get to reap the rewards. There is NO possible outcome to this where I don't win, and even you can't argue with that.
Ruby simply sighed. She truly wanted to admit that Scarlet was right in this endeavor, and not just to make her happy. On paper, this seemed foolproof. But the thing about Ruby is that she always went the extra mile to be absolutely sure there was a 0% margin for error, that perfectionist attitude that drove her for reasons even Scarlet still didn't understand and couldn't get answers on proving to be an annoying but necessary counterbalance at times to Scarlet's desire to simply ignore reality and focus on the picture painted in her mind.
Amarant: I don't want to Scarlet, because you actually have a point. This truly should be the big step forward that gets you exactly what you want and begins to benefit the Red Empire at long last. But as much as I know a bikini contest against this woman should be easy, I can't help but feel like an actual match might've been the smarter way to go.
Scarlet slowly turned around, gazing at Ruby with a look of disbelief that suggested she was offended by her audacity to even say such a thing.
Grey: Are you saying that after all the work we did, with you even helping me without any arguments at all, you're suddenly having doubts that I can actually win a contest where my natural born sexiness guarantees the results I desire?
Amarant: Look, at least in a match there's more variables we could've controlled. If Aaron taught her how to wrestle and she turned out to be better than expected, I could help keep her off her game. If he wanted to be in her corner, I could've neutralized him. We can take away everything that could give them hope. But this...
Grey: What's there to consider? We both show off our bodies stuffed into teeny tiny pieces of swimwear, if she even has the guts to go that far hoping to give herself a chance, and the people declare me the winner. You see how those fans, male and female, drool over me each and every week. I give the people what they want but will never admit it for fear of some sort of backlash because the world we live in makes up too many rules for its own good. How could they possibly ever be able to legitimately say SHE is hotter than ME?
Amarant: ...people are idiots Scarlet. Humanity has become nothing more than a mindless cesspool that can't even figure out what they want. They elect people into office expecting them to have all the answers only to completely flip the tables when they don't get it and become fed up with the status quo. They constantly bicker about what's right and wrong in the world today and will gladly kill each other over the most trivial and useless of beliefs and ideals. Even if they do bow down to what you have to offer them, there's no true guarantee they'll actually declare you the winner when all is set and done. Perhaps it could be to see what happens if they go for the “underdog,” maybe it's because some of them might actually find her more attractive for whatever reason-
Grey: Is there a point to all this?
Amarant: I'm just concerned Scarlet, as I should be. The odds are certainly in your favor, and I'll admit I've been surprised at how well thought out this has all been on your end, but what's the plan IF this doesn't end the way you planned, for who knows what reason? On the extremely unlikely chance this DOES backfire and you don't get that date, you're stuck having to let this go, and I know you better than that. You don't simply “let things go” and we could find ourselves in trouble we don't want to be in.
As Ruby was talking, she moved to sit on the edge of the bed to assist her in better making the case of how much she cared about the situation at hand. Scarlet's face hadn't changed at all during this entire conversation, nor did it change when she decided to saunter over and turn around to take a seat on Ruby's lap, her fellow redhead rapping her arms around her waist and trying her best to comfort her. This position meant Ruby couldn't see Scarlet's face, which was a benefit right now because Scarlet refused to let Ruby see what her logic had done. This was one of those scenarios where Scarlet had been so focused on the end goal and the only path she wanted to take to get there that she hadn't even considered any other possibilities, unlikely as they may seem. She was Scarlet Grey after all, the living embodiment of the sexual desires of men and women everywhere, the perfect being they all dreamed about when imagining themselves with their ideal mate in the bedroom. The mere idea of losing a bikini contest of all things was like telling a Catholic that god and Jesus were nothing but lies to her.
The more she thought about it though, Scarlet had every reason to be concerned. As unlikely as it was, it was true that there was that extremely slim chance that this somehow blew up horribly in her face. All she wanted was a chance... she'd been trying to show Aaron everything he could have but never planned on how determined he would be to stand strong against his deepest desires and insist he was happier with this Liane girl. That's the only reason things had gone this far to begin with, why she'd had to come up with new plans to get what she was after when she'd normally have someone melting like putty in her hands a hundred times over by now. The look on her face now made it very clear that this thought was not sitting well with her by any means. She couldn't keep playing this game without getting her prize... it was taking its toll on her. She wasn't about to let Ruby know that though.
Grey: You're right Ruby, people can be stupid... they're nothing more than sheep that just follow whatever is put in front of them. But they would truly have to be blind to not see the obvious winner in this situation. Not a single one of them would pick her over me just because of “the power of true love” or something stupid like that. True love is just a myth, you know that as well as I do. But trust me when I say that no matter what happens... even the impossible... this isn't over. This ends when Aaron Blackbourne is mine. There is no other outcome, no matter what anybody else says. You gave him the warning... he will be mine, we will be happy, and the Red Empire will be unstoppable. End of story.
As if she's trying to reassure Ruby, Scarlet can't resist doing a bit of light grinding on her lap before Ruby lets her go to resume admiring her own body while she stands up to leave the room. She does stop outside of the door though, hearing the faint whispers of Scarlet talking to herself almost in reassurance. This is something she had never seen before even in all the time she'd been around this woman... she couldn't tell if it was a feeling of love or purely a matter of obsession, but this guy had consumed Scarlet's every thought. Ever since she'd started to pursue him, she'd even abandoned all the usual “fun” she has, with Ruby herself or with anybody else for that matter. She desperately wanted this one man and nothing else, and Ruby could only fear the worst. For her sake, this bikini contest had to turn out in her favor. If things continued to remain out of her reach, Ruby could already see Scarlet preparing to dismember the woman standing in her way if necessary, or sinking to some low that even SCW would frown upon as long as she got her “alone time” with Aaron to make him see things her way. Ruby didn't mind the methods, but she was wary of the consequences, especially what they could do to this woman's already fragile psyche.
For Liane's sake, Ruby hoped she was smart enough to not even give this a shot in the first place and just accept whatever happens. The more she fought back, the more she was putting herself and her relationship at risk, and sooner or later, Scarlet would get what she wanted... one way or another.
Then again, that seemed to be the way Scarlet preferred to live every moment of her life, for better or worse.
As much as she was annoyed about being separated from Ruby, and especially the current apple of her eye Aaron Blackbourne, she had made the most out of the european tour. A win over some chick that further drove her into a downward spiral was a nice bonus and momentum that certainly helped, but the true reason to celebrate came after that match following a meeting with the boss. Her plan had worked perfectly: Ruby had planted the seeds of doubt the previous week, and all it took was a little bit of taunting the shaky confidence of Aaron's soon-to-be-ex-girlfriend to get her to bite. Of course, Mr. D wanted to prove himself “father of the year” by sticking to his moral guns, but thankfully she'd proven to be too enticing for the “better” of his daughters in her eyes, and Katya soon had him making her challenge official.
Game. Set. Match.
Honestly, Scarlet didn't see what the big deal truly was. Any real woman would be proud of their body and want to show it off, just as men have a tendency to do when they're trying to prove a point in a proverbial dick measuring contest, so the real issue was most likely the “moral guardians” too ashamed that they just didn't have it and trying to impose their will on others in a vain attempt to feel less self-conscious if they build a proverbial smear campaign on top of it. Besides, as far as she was concerned this was in the bag even if she decided to choose an actual match since she was the wrestler and this little girl was far from it, but at least this way gave the fans a chance to not only get involved, but also get to enjoy something that wouldn't resemble a massacre.
After all, what does Liane, or any woman on the planet for that matter, have that compares to the sheer perfection that is the only real goddess in SCW?
That thought played on a loop in Scarlet's mind as she ran her eyes up and down her own body while standing in front of the full-length mirror that was only natural to have in her room within the home base of the Red Empire. As was the norm for scenarios like this, there was a distinct lack of clothing. One might think she would at least be testing the waters with her choice of bikini for this contest, but she'd already done just that and asked Ruby to make sure it was securely packed away for the pay-per-view. She wanted to make sure her bases were covered after all: just because Liane officially accepted a few nights ago didn't mean she wouldn't have second thoughts and back out last minute, and as tempting as it was to “share the goods” early, she wanted to get the most satisfaction out of this whole ordeal, and that involved completely embarrassing this girl and proving she had no hope of measuring up before she could start preparing for her “victory celebration” and the date that would follow.
Grey: Once Aaron gets a good look at the two of us in all our natural glory, with nothing to hide and no excuses, he'll know what the right move is. Our date will even be the nail in the coffin for this poor plain little string bean that thought she was good enough for a real specimen like him.
Scarlet just laughed to herself as she ran her hands along her body. The poor girl was well out of her element and she knew it, which made this all the more entertaining to the crimson-haired mistress of desire. Between the one meeting they got to have face-to-face and any appearances she was able to catch when the girl was allowed back in again (which did annoy her how pathetically short that effort was) and especially rooting through Aaron's phone when she had possession of it and not finding a single nude or sext or anything where Liane was wearing anything remotely revealing, the fact that she was going to have to share her body with the entire world whether she liked it or not was going to make her crumble under the bright lights in front of all those ravenous eyes. Even still, Scarlet studied her enough to see clear as day that even if she did have less clothing to try and picture through, what this girl had didn't measure up and just looked ridiculous on her body.
Amarant: I wish I could say I'm surprised, but at least I appreciate the consistency.
Scarlet glanced back over her shoulder to find Ruby standing in the doorway, arms folded across her chest. It was an enticing look for her to say the least, though despite the amused tone of voice there was no amusement to be found on her face. Scarlet internally groaned as this was usually a sign of something bad, but she wasn't going to let her know she was catching on quite yet.
Grey: You should do that more often Rubes. Helps makes the girls stand out more to get attention, and it's hard enough for people to take their eyes off these big girls we've both got to show off.
Amarant: I'll keep that in mind I suppose, though you're the one who will be doing all the “showing off” on Sunday night. I'm just there to make sure nothing happens if anything goes wrong...
Grey: Stop right there Ruby. I know, it's your job to be all “logical” and everything when I just want to live in my own little world where I have everything I could ever want to feel satisfied, but I am NOT letting you drag me back to earth this time. We played our cards, they went all in, and now we get to reap the rewards. There is NO possible outcome to this where I don't win, and even you can't argue with that.
Ruby simply sighed. She truly wanted to admit that Scarlet was right in this endeavor, and not just to make her happy. On paper, this seemed foolproof. But the thing about Ruby is that she always went the extra mile to be absolutely sure there was a 0% margin for error, that perfectionist attitude that drove her for reasons even Scarlet still didn't understand and couldn't get answers on proving to be an annoying but necessary counterbalance at times to Scarlet's desire to simply ignore reality and focus on the picture painted in her mind.
Amarant: I don't want to Scarlet, because you actually have a point. This truly should be the big step forward that gets you exactly what you want and begins to benefit the Red Empire at long last. But as much as I know a bikini contest against this woman should be easy, I can't help but feel like an actual match might've been the smarter way to go.
Scarlet slowly turned around, gazing at Ruby with a look of disbelief that suggested she was offended by her audacity to even say such a thing.
Grey: Are you saying that after all the work we did, with you even helping me without any arguments at all, you're suddenly having doubts that I can actually win a contest where my natural born sexiness guarantees the results I desire?
Amarant: Look, at least in a match there's more variables we could've controlled. If Aaron taught her how to wrestle and she turned out to be better than expected, I could help keep her off her game. If he wanted to be in her corner, I could've neutralized him. We can take away everything that could give them hope. But this...
Grey: What's there to consider? We both show off our bodies stuffed into teeny tiny pieces of swimwear, if she even has the guts to go that far hoping to give herself a chance, and the people declare me the winner. You see how those fans, male and female, drool over me each and every week. I give the people what they want but will never admit it for fear of some sort of backlash because the world we live in makes up too many rules for its own good. How could they possibly ever be able to legitimately say SHE is hotter than ME?
Amarant: ...people are idiots Scarlet. Humanity has become nothing more than a mindless cesspool that can't even figure out what they want. They elect people into office expecting them to have all the answers only to completely flip the tables when they don't get it and become fed up with the status quo. They constantly bicker about what's right and wrong in the world today and will gladly kill each other over the most trivial and useless of beliefs and ideals. Even if they do bow down to what you have to offer them, there's no true guarantee they'll actually declare you the winner when all is set and done. Perhaps it could be to see what happens if they go for the “underdog,” maybe it's because some of them might actually find her more attractive for whatever reason-
Grey: Is there a point to all this?
Amarant: I'm just concerned Scarlet, as I should be. The odds are certainly in your favor, and I'll admit I've been surprised at how well thought out this has all been on your end, but what's the plan IF this doesn't end the way you planned, for who knows what reason? On the extremely unlikely chance this DOES backfire and you don't get that date, you're stuck having to let this go, and I know you better than that. You don't simply “let things go” and we could find ourselves in trouble we don't want to be in.
As Ruby was talking, she moved to sit on the edge of the bed to assist her in better making the case of how much she cared about the situation at hand. Scarlet's face hadn't changed at all during this entire conversation, nor did it change when she decided to saunter over and turn around to take a seat on Ruby's lap, her fellow redhead rapping her arms around her waist and trying her best to comfort her. This position meant Ruby couldn't see Scarlet's face, which was a benefit right now because Scarlet refused to let Ruby see what her logic had done. This was one of those scenarios where Scarlet had been so focused on the end goal and the only path she wanted to take to get there that she hadn't even considered any other possibilities, unlikely as they may seem. She was Scarlet Grey after all, the living embodiment of the sexual desires of men and women everywhere, the perfect being they all dreamed about when imagining themselves with their ideal mate in the bedroom. The mere idea of losing a bikini contest of all things was like telling a Catholic that god and Jesus were nothing but lies to her.
The more she thought about it though, Scarlet had every reason to be concerned. As unlikely as it was, it was true that there was that extremely slim chance that this somehow blew up horribly in her face. All she wanted was a chance... she'd been trying to show Aaron everything he could have but never planned on how determined he would be to stand strong against his deepest desires and insist he was happier with this Liane girl. That's the only reason things had gone this far to begin with, why she'd had to come up with new plans to get what she was after when she'd normally have someone melting like putty in her hands a hundred times over by now. The look on her face now made it very clear that this thought was not sitting well with her by any means. She couldn't keep playing this game without getting her prize... it was taking its toll on her. She wasn't about to let Ruby know that though.
Grey: You're right Ruby, people can be stupid... they're nothing more than sheep that just follow whatever is put in front of them. But they would truly have to be blind to not see the obvious winner in this situation. Not a single one of them would pick her over me just because of “the power of true love” or something stupid like that. True love is just a myth, you know that as well as I do. But trust me when I say that no matter what happens... even the impossible... this isn't over. This ends when Aaron Blackbourne is mine. There is no other outcome, no matter what anybody else says. You gave him the warning... he will be mine, we will be happy, and the Red Empire will be unstoppable. End of story.
As if she's trying to reassure Ruby, Scarlet can't resist doing a bit of light grinding on her lap before Ruby lets her go to resume admiring her own body while she stands up to leave the room. She does stop outside of the door though, hearing the faint whispers of Scarlet talking to herself almost in reassurance. This is something she had never seen before even in all the time she'd been around this woman... she couldn't tell if it was a feeling of love or purely a matter of obsession, but this guy had consumed Scarlet's every thought. Ever since she'd started to pursue him, she'd even abandoned all the usual “fun” she has, with Ruby herself or with anybody else for that matter. She desperately wanted this one man and nothing else, and Ruby could only fear the worst. For her sake, this bikini contest had to turn out in her favor. If things continued to remain out of her reach, Ruby could already see Scarlet preparing to dismember the woman standing in her way if necessary, or sinking to some low that even SCW would frown upon as long as she got her “alone time” with Aaron to make him see things her way. Ruby didn't mind the methods, but she was wary of the consequences, especially what they could do to this woman's already fragile psyche.
For Liane's sake, Ruby hoped she was smart enough to not even give this a shot in the first place and just accept whatever happens. The more she fought back, the more she was putting herself and her relationship at risk, and sooner or later, Scarlet would get what she wanted... one way or another.