Mission Bodacious

[Rhaps]

The scene opens in one of the many corridors that comprise the backstage area of the EVPW Arena. The corridor leads down to a window at the far end where it turns off to the right where more unseen locker rooms are hiding their secrets away from the camera. Several doors, some of them closed, line both sides of the corridor and the camera remains still whilst nothing happens for a few moments. The sound of approaching footsteps is heard before a relatively short individual walks into view, his back to the camera. The man is clad in a gawdy Orange suit and his hair has been slicked back stylishly. He walks dramatically away from the lens before turning on the spot suddenly and raising his finger theatrically.

Mister Bodacious: BANG!

The Maniac Superstar then dashes up and boots the camera to the floor in his attempted remake of the James Bond theme tune. Mister Bodacious then gets his face up into the fallen lens and smiles with a hearty thumbs up before continuing on down the corridor. Mister Bodacious has an insane grin plastered on his features before standing up and hoisting the camera off the ground. He nods a few times as if to indicate the audience should be immensely impressed with his stunt work before retreating down the corridor. He passes a number of doors before finally stopping at one. He stands in front of it for a few moments, a look of awe on his face as he gazes at the woodwork, imagining at the dazzling array of things that must lay beyond the impenetrable barrier that now stands before him.

The Hyper Sensation nods once to himself but remains firmly rooted to the spot. He stares at the door as if a mental block had taken hold before finally working up the courage to reach out a hand and touch the door knob. At flinches back sharply as he touches it, turning about frantically as if some unseen danger had yet again threatened his life and, as a direct consequence, robbed EVPW of the most Bodacious Talent ever seen in a wrestling ring. He points theatrically and shouts maniacally, his words tumbling over one another in an incomprehensible gibberish.

Mister Bodacious: You all saw that didn’t you? This door tried to kill me by delivering a fatal electric shock. I never realised the Temptress of Evil was just so evil. I bet she is a member of the Eviler Evil Legion of Doom.

Mister Bodacious’ words echo around the empty expanse before the wiry Superstar finally turns the handle and pushes the door open with a noisy creak. The name ‘Envy’ is clearly written on the door. He gives a satisfied nod before entering Envy’s locker room and looking about it with keen interest. Inside it is very much like any other locker room; everything inside is neat and looks untouched save for an impression on an uncomfortable looking couch and a small overturned television that has been safely stowed on the floor. Mister Bodacious grunts to himself as he looks in some of the cupboards spread about the room. He shakes his head, somehow expecting to find the answers to the world’s greatest curses in here rather than the mundanity that he now finds himself in.

Mister Bodacious: Well Envy, you may have edged me out in that fight we had in the ring and you may not be harbouring secret T-rex drug mules but you’ll rue the day you tangled with the Bodacious One. I’m going to show that Kiwi Kunt just what happens when she messes with the Raw Power that is contained within the Everything Champion.

A single manly tear is seen on Mister Bodacious’ face as he wistfully recalls his most treasured possession; that was until Envy had showed her pyromaniac side and destroyed it in the biggest blaze in the history of ever. The Bodacious One begins laughing insanely too himself as he pulls out a bottle of Green spray paint. He shales the can a few times and then proceeds to deface every wall and surface in the room with the words ‘Bodacious’ and ‘Kiwi Kunt.’ He looks at his handiwork before deciding that the graffiti isn’t a big enough message to send. Mister Bodacious retreats from Envy’s locker room. He returns a few moments later with a claw hammer and he begins smashing it into the walls and ripping large holes into the plasterboard underneath. He then turns his attention to the other furnishings in the room. All the lamps are smashed with a hearty thwack of the Hyper Sensations hammer. After liberally destroying a few more items of furniture Mister Bodacious stops his destructive frenzy. He turns and whistles loudly.

The Bodacious One is joined by a team of men all wearing bright yellow jackets and hard hats. All of them are wielding chainsaws. The Hyper Sensation theatrically puts his fingers in his ears and nods once before leaving the room as the roar from the chainsaws erupt into a cacophony of noise. The burly team of workmen spend the next few minutes gutting the remnants of the locker room. They saw every piece of furniture and apparel in half, cutting the couch into three equal sized chunks and carving the television in half with a shower of sparks. Eventually, after what seems like a veritable avalanche of noise the assault on the ear drums finally ceases.

Mister Bodacious re-enters the room and laughs happily at the display before him. He enthusiastically high fives his team before they finally shuffle out of the room in single file. The Hyper Sensation blasts a triumphant fist pump into the air. He then calms down as he hums to himself as he sets up for his masterpiece in the centre of the destroyed locker room. He pops down a cylindrical object that appears to be a miniature rocket with a long fuse running out of the bottom. Across the side the word ‘Bodacious’ is visible. Mister Bodacious fishes a book of matches of his pocket before striking it against the side of the box and holding the naked flame dangerously close to the firework.

Mister Bodacious: Special delivery from the United States Bitch!

The fuse on the firework bursts into the life. Mister Bodacious quickly scrambles to safely as he launches himself out into the corridor; slamming into the wall opposite before sprinting away from the impending explosion. A tremendous boom is heard and a cloud of dust is spat into the corridor. As plaster and debris drift back to the ground the Bodacious One cockily walks back to Envy’s locker room to survey the damage that he has wrought.

TBCB Envy

[Envy]

A melody of soft humming and the oddly unsettling expression of serenity upon the green haired vixen seems out of character as she strolls down the empty halls of EVPW. The Covetous Cunt is clad in skin tight purple latex dress, her long green tresses subdued in a french braid, and a pair of clunky black combat boots adorn her feet which make a terrible dissonance with each step. Her glossy lips part to usher in the ice cream cone clutched in her right hand and she continues murmuring the words to the music blaring from her head phones. So glad to be rid of that crazy dag, I've got better things to do with my time than play babysitter for a couple of spastics. Envy rounds the corner to her locker room when the ground beneath her feet spontaneously shudders, her verdant orbs widening in surprise before darting to the presumed source of the tremors. Her confectionery treat falls from her limp hand whilst the other lurches up to tear the earbuds from her head, catching the sound of the tail end of the explosion and turning away with her hands clamped over her head as a plume of dust and smoke bellows from the locker room's open mouth.

After the grit settles she whirls around with a horrified scream, the Kiwi Killer's face turning red and her eyes like black slits peer at Mister Bodacious cockily walking back to Envy’s locker room to gaze upon his masterpiece. His head slowly turns toward the otherworldly screeching to see the devilish diva stampeding toward him, eyes burning and chest heaving as inaudible curses and growls escape from her mouth like an evangelist speaking in tongues. The color drains from his face, the Everything Champion presumably assuming he would have made his escape before his handy work would be discovered by the New Zealand Terror, and he finds his legs unable to carry him to safety. Somehow, he musters the blind courage to face his crazed adversary, raising his fist as Envy approaches. She hastily grips the door hanging dejectedly on broken hinges, tearing it from the door frame, and cocks it back. The one of immeasurable bodacity roars heroically as he throws his closed hand into her face, squeaking in pain as it crumbles under the diva's unstoppable force, and slams the door full force into the unsuspecting face of Mister Bodacious. This sends the overzealous wrestler flying back into the rubble of her locker room, where he lies in a trembling heap. 

"Are you FUCKING kidding me!?!?!"

She tosses the remnants of the door on the ground and enters what was left of her private dressing room. The scene before the diva causes furious tears to spring from her green eyes and she quickly retrieves the burnt remains of one of her dresses up from the floor as she stomps toward the infuriating pest sprawled on the ground. All of my clothes, my personal things! Everything sawed in half and lit on fire for a feud that only exists in the mind a delusional maniac with a pension for silliness. 



"I will fucking KILL YOU!" She tackles him to the ground, climbing onto his back and wrapping the cloth around his throat before constricting his airways. The diva's powerful stems wrap around his waist and lock before tightening ruthlessly like a vice, Envy intent on crushing the very life from her tormentor's body. 

Mister Bodacious coughs and sputters as he struggles to catch his breath, "Just admit defeat...ACK! You dumb bitch...  You can't win...  All of this is posturing.. Ugh! And you know you can't hope to defeat me! You're just a serf! Now go till the fields and bring the Irish their potatoes you good for nothing farmer you!"

"Serf? Heh." 

Envy releases the fabric around his neck, grabbing a handful of hair at the back of his head and thrusting forward to slam his noggin into the ground to daze the jobber. The verdant vixen then raises to her feet, pulling him up with her by his mane, and Envy bends her prey forward to tuck his head between her legs. Anticipating his unfolding doom Mister Bodacious writhes frantically as The Covetous Cunt smacks him mockingly on the ass and applies a double underhook on the Everything Champion. The Kiwi Killer jumps in place, releasing the delusional mans arms, and falling to the ground to perform a merciless sit-out facebuster, "I'm a fucking Queen!" 

The indescribably satisfying howls of agony spewing from her victim are music to the diva's ears and brings a smile to her face as Envy returns to a vertical base. She grabs one of his feet and starts to drag him toward the charred remains of the glass coffee table whilst Mister Bodacious recovers rubble in route and hurls it at his attacker, "unhand me foul wench and I shall show you mercy yet!" Still as feisty as ever despite the crimson mask blurring his vision and covering his face.

TBCB Mister Bodacious

[Rhaps]

Mister Bodacious continues to desperately throw whatever he can grab at Envy. Most of the projectiles whiz by her head by a wide margin but the Bodacious One is sure he is getting closer and closer. He closes his eyes in desperation and hefts a chunk of chair at the Covetous Cunt which miraculously finds its mark in the back of the diva’ head. She turns on the spot, her face an open maw of surprise. Mister Bodacious raises a finger triumphantly and wriggles free from her grasp; springing up to his feet with lightning quickness. The smirk on his face gets wider and wider while Envy’s turn into a snarl of hatred. The Everything Champion picks up the shredded remains of Envy’s dress and runs at his foe, the fabric bouncing off her softly. The Bodacious One however remains ignorant to the ineffectiveness of his mighty attack and he parades around in circles heroically.

Aryana shakes her head, her face becoming more brooding with each second she has to witness this debacle. As Mister Bodacious turns to face the Dreaded Diva he howls in surprise as a fist is planted into the centre of his forehead. He recoils from the resounding impact but somehow is able to stay on his feet long enough to get a great close up of Envy’s fist connecting with his chin. This time the blow sends the Everything Champion careening into the concrete. Envy’s wrath cannot be contained as she latches onto his leg and begins dragging him once more, determined to execute whatever plan she had in mind.

Mister Bodacious lies supine as he is dragged toward his doom. The Kiwi Krusher’s hands clamp around his neck and hoists him over her head in one swift motion. He kicks and thrashes in her iron grip but to no avail; the Temptress of Terror will not be denied her retribution. She moves her arms upwards and holds Mister Bodacious as high off the ground as she can before letting go. Mister Bodacious’ squeal of terror is music to her ears as he smashes into the remnants of the television. A shower of sparks accompanies the resounding thud and Mister Bodacious lies broken on the ground.

Envy takes a moment to survey the damage done to her nemesis and laughs haughtily at the sight of the Everything Champion’s demolished form. Her attention quickly returns to the remains of her locker room and now she begins to inspect the damage in earnest. Every article of clothing, including her footwear, has been carved in two. Graffiti lines the walls and nearly every smooth surface that survived the devastation and the ceiling has been blackened by the firework. Anger wells up in the deepest parts of the Covetous Cunt as all of this destruction and chaos sinks in which slowly renews her desire to utterly destroy the nuisance Mister Bodacous has become. She turns on the spot, expecting to see the Bodacious One still out cold. However, the wily prankster is on his feet and has moved toward the door. In his hand sits another firework.

Mister Bodacious: Hey bitch! You’ve been serfed!

Mister Bodacious lights the fuse on the firework and tosses it into the very centre of the locker room before dashing down the corridor to safety. Envy reacts instantly, not even stopping to see where the incendiary landed. She runs to the door in a few easy strides and is well clear of her locker room before the blast booms behind her, sending a shower of debris and paper into the corridor once more. Mister Bodacious cockily waves at her as he begins running away. However, he is not looking where is going and he slams into the wall gracefully. He groans as he drops to the ground, Envy still dangerously close behind.

TBCB Envy

[Envy]

"This is fucking ends NOW!"

The hate fire raging deep within the diva fuels her on like a massive steam train, arms and legs pumping with a maddening speed. She works quickly to close the distance between them, every fiber of her being thirsty to tear the little imp limb from limb, and upon arriving at arms length of Envy immediately grasps one of his legs to ruthlessly tear them asunder. With an inhuman roar the New Zealand Terror promptly buries her boot deep within his groin, smashing his most private of areas over and over whilst Mister Bodacious howls like a dying alley cat. The Everything Champion struggles to protect his family jewels with his hands to no avail, squeaking and yipping as she crushes his fingers with her mighty shoe. Seemingly satiated with the genital bashing, the Covetous Cunt releases his legs and delivers a solid kick to the irritating pest's noggin, rocketing his head back and causing him instinctively curl into a fetal position.

"Pathetic," with a vicious gleam in her eye she turns to the wall beside her and plucks the framed picture of EVPW legend KingBear off of it's surface. Hands white with the force at which she is gripping the thick wood, Envy swiftly brings the framed picture crashing down upon his dream factory with all of her might. Again and again the frame connects with his cracked think tank, glass raining down on the ground around him and bits of wood flying through the air until there is nothing left but a pair of sticks in her hands. Blood has begun to seep from a wound on the Bodacious One's forehead and pieces of glass speckle his body like bits of glitter.

The verdant vixen refuses to relent her assault of the Bodacious One, "I am going to fucking KILL you!" Envy then lunges at the prone man, throwing herself on top of him with her elbow outstretched, and drives her knife like arm into his exposed back causing another wail of agony to burst from the Everything Champion's mouth. She hastily straddles the delusional jobber and starts delivering punch after punch to his inflated head, screaming like a banshee as she slips into a trance-like state of insatiable rage. A moment of clarity washes over the delusional man like a cold shower, turning his face white like paper, and he finally grasps the severity of his current predicament. Her fingers entwine in his thick manly locks and she jerks his head roughly from the ground, I'm no champion... This woman is going to murder me! Envy then slams his skull against the unrelenting linoleum, over and over again, howling like a vicious animal. Blood cascades from his face from the various wounds inflicted upon the Bodacious One during their little interlude, visions of his greatness flash before his eyes, and more crimson liquid pools on the ground from on open wound on his scalp. Mister Bodacious' eyes bounce in his sockets frantically and the corners of his vision start to go black, the sound of his own heart beat deafening all other noises. He once again knows the truth of his greatness, the downfall of the Covetous Cunts, and his place upon the EVPW pedestal reserved for the most legendary of legends. The devilish diva finally releases her prey, letting his head fall and bounce with the force of the collusion, and she pushes herself back to a vertical base.

The gurgling laughter of the irrepressible pest assaults the Covetous Cunt's ears and her eyes grow wide and wild as she slowly lowers her gaze to find Mister Bodacious weakly gripping her ankle, "I... Win..."

She promptly delivers a ruthless kick to his jaw that causes his skull to rocket back into the wall, "Twat."

The Kiwi Killer smiles as she watches his eyes flutter shut before turning on her heel to head back down the hall, leaving the mangled form of Mister Bodacious to be discovered by EVPW staff, or preferably to die... 

TBCB...