Post by Revy on Dec 8, 2019 2:57:11 GMT
(In an unknown area of Las Vegas, behind the back of the alley, muffled sounds of crashes and yelling can be heard in the background. The camera pans in closer to a door with slide open peephole as the sound gets louder, then suddenly, it goes quiet. There is nothing but silence... Bam! The door is kicked open and Revy comes out with the Lethal Specialist Championship on her shoulder. Revy looking a little beat up as she spits blood to the side, and fixes her hair. Following behind her are her.. “nephews?” … Consuelo and Cameron, the Boys as they make their way out of the alley and into the streets of Vegas.)
Revy: Thanks for helping me get back the Lethal Championship there, boys.
Cameron: No problem Aunt, but maybe next time, let's not bet the championship in a game.
Revy: I had a great hand! I couldn't lose!
Consuelo: You had a pair of twos.
Revy: Whatever, the point is, we got it back. We beat up all those guys, got some extra pocket change out of it, Who wants to see Penn and Teller?!
Cameron: As much as we'd love to, Sin City is just around the corner. I mean, it's tomorrow night. Shouldn't we get ready?
Revy: Why? It's Dealer's Choice? I have the advantage.
Cameron: I mean, you aren't just facing one, nor two, but three different women, and they all want that belt you got there.
Revy: Evelyn, Olga, and Carla? What about them?
Consuelo: The Odds are kind of against you. I mean, your first title defense, and you don't even have to be the one to get pinned to lose that title.
Revy: Look, if you are trying to tell me that I made a horrible mistake, fine. It wouldn't be the first one I've made, but look at me. Look where I am now. I'm the LAW Specialist Champion, and “playing it safe” wasn't what I did. And remember who I beat for this title? April Song. April is one of those bitches that has a plan for everyone she faces. I bet she got a little notebook with notes all about every single one of our strengths and weaknesses and she defended her title in shit like Death matches. And you know what? I'm here to prove that I am the better champ than April. No, I ain't gonna let this championship change who I am. I'm not gonna get my shit together and be the good girl you always have to be. Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know. Well, now they know.
Consuelo: Oh, I love that movie. LET IT G...
(Revy slaps Consuelo across the mouth before he can finish.)
Revy: No, none of that crap! We ain't doing that! Disney is too damn powerful for us to take them down as of right now! But not these girls. Carla, Evelyn, Olga.. I'm sure they are all wondering, what is the stipulation? What is Revy gonna pick for Sin City? You want me to tell you so that you can prepare, and the truth is, I don't know yet. I mean, decisions, decisions. Should I go with ladders? A Cage? Some Vegas theme type match? Maybe a hardcore match? Hell, maybe I should make it an Anus Explosion Death match?... Google it. I don't know ladies, but I can at-least guarantee that it's gonna be a lot of fun. As your champion, the best champion in LAW, I can promise you all this. I might not be the best LAW Specialist Champion of all time, but I'm gonna be the wildest.
Cameron: The Wildest?
Revy: The wildest. They won't remember me for the number of days held. They won't remember me for whom I've beaten. But they are gonna remember the shit I'm gonna do to keep this title on me. I'm not here to break records. I'm here to break bitches, and tomorrow night, it's gonna be three of them, the night after that, it can be 4 of them, then five, six, eight, ten, nah, it's gonna be ALL of them. This title here. This is my insurance policy. This is what gives me the attention that I so desperately crave and want. You think I was upset when Evelyn, Carla, and Olga came out to challenge me for my belt? Wrong!. Total Opposite. For the first time in my life, I was popular. Someone actually wanted something from me. Winning this championship, was the same as winning the title of prom queen. It was the same as being declared the head cheerleader. It's up there with winning the title “Seniorita Dos Equis 2018,” which I would had won if I wasn't drunk and started firing my gun during the talent contest portion. I hit all those shots by the way, but apparently “open firing in a crowded theater” is “illegal.”
Cameron: I mean...
Revy: None the less. I'm gonna keep riding this wave. I'm gonna go into this match believing this is the fight everyone wants to see. I'm gonna make the most of it, and prove my legitimacy for this title by beating them all. Evelyn, Olga, Carla, and anyone else that wants this belt, they better know what they are getting into the ring with. It's always been Revy playing by the rules of everyone else, but now, I'm calling the shots. I'm deciding the matches. I'm picking the challengers. My house, my rules, and the door is always open. Just march right on in, but remember, you are on my property and I won't hesitate to open fire. I have a right to defend myself and defend my title, and you'll be lucky to walk out of here alive. This is Sin City we talking about, baby. This is where I'm gonna thrive, and you ladies are bout to find that out that hard way.
(Revy stops and turns to the right and marches into a different bar. The boys follow her as the door shut and the camera goes black.)
Revy: Thanks for helping me get back the Lethal Championship there, boys.
Cameron: No problem Aunt, but maybe next time, let's not bet the championship in a game.
Revy: I had a great hand! I couldn't lose!
Consuelo: You had a pair of twos.
Revy: Whatever, the point is, we got it back. We beat up all those guys, got some extra pocket change out of it, Who wants to see Penn and Teller?!
Cameron: As much as we'd love to, Sin City is just around the corner. I mean, it's tomorrow night. Shouldn't we get ready?
Revy: Why? It's Dealer's Choice? I have the advantage.
Cameron: I mean, you aren't just facing one, nor two, but three different women, and they all want that belt you got there.
Revy: Evelyn, Olga, and Carla? What about them?
Consuelo: The Odds are kind of against you. I mean, your first title defense, and you don't even have to be the one to get pinned to lose that title.
Revy: Look, if you are trying to tell me that I made a horrible mistake, fine. It wouldn't be the first one I've made, but look at me. Look where I am now. I'm the LAW Specialist Champion, and “playing it safe” wasn't what I did. And remember who I beat for this title? April Song. April is one of those bitches that has a plan for everyone she faces. I bet she got a little notebook with notes all about every single one of our strengths and weaknesses and she defended her title in shit like Death matches. And you know what? I'm here to prove that I am the better champ than April. No, I ain't gonna let this championship change who I am. I'm not gonna get my shit together and be the good girl you always have to be. Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know. Well, now they know.
Consuelo: Oh, I love that movie. LET IT G...
(Revy slaps Consuelo across the mouth before he can finish.)
Revy: No, none of that crap! We ain't doing that! Disney is too damn powerful for us to take them down as of right now! But not these girls. Carla, Evelyn, Olga.. I'm sure they are all wondering, what is the stipulation? What is Revy gonna pick for Sin City? You want me to tell you so that you can prepare, and the truth is, I don't know yet. I mean, decisions, decisions. Should I go with ladders? A Cage? Some Vegas theme type match? Maybe a hardcore match? Hell, maybe I should make it an Anus Explosion Death match?... Google it. I don't know ladies, but I can at-least guarantee that it's gonna be a lot of fun. As your champion, the best champion in LAW, I can promise you all this. I might not be the best LAW Specialist Champion of all time, but I'm gonna be the wildest.
Cameron: The Wildest?
Revy: The wildest. They won't remember me for the number of days held. They won't remember me for whom I've beaten. But they are gonna remember the shit I'm gonna do to keep this title on me. I'm not here to break records. I'm here to break bitches, and tomorrow night, it's gonna be three of them, the night after that, it can be 4 of them, then five, six, eight, ten, nah, it's gonna be ALL of them. This title here. This is my insurance policy. This is what gives me the attention that I so desperately crave and want. You think I was upset when Evelyn, Carla, and Olga came out to challenge me for my belt? Wrong!. Total Opposite. For the first time in my life, I was popular. Someone actually wanted something from me. Winning this championship, was the same as winning the title of prom queen. It was the same as being declared the head cheerleader. It's up there with winning the title “Seniorita Dos Equis 2018,” which I would had won if I wasn't drunk and started firing my gun during the talent contest portion. I hit all those shots by the way, but apparently “open firing in a crowded theater” is “illegal.”
Cameron: I mean...
Revy: None the less. I'm gonna keep riding this wave. I'm gonna go into this match believing this is the fight everyone wants to see. I'm gonna make the most of it, and prove my legitimacy for this title by beating them all. Evelyn, Olga, Carla, and anyone else that wants this belt, they better know what they are getting into the ring with. It's always been Revy playing by the rules of everyone else, but now, I'm calling the shots. I'm deciding the matches. I'm picking the challengers. My house, my rules, and the door is always open. Just march right on in, but remember, you are on my property and I won't hesitate to open fire. I have a right to defend myself and defend my title, and you'll be lucky to walk out of here alive. This is Sin City we talking about, baby. This is where I'm gonna thrive, and you ladies are bout to find that out that hard way.
(Revy stops and turns to the right and marches into a different bar. The boys follow her as the door shut and the camera goes black.)