Post by Performance Center Newbies on Sept 21, 2024 15:24:34 GMT
Mimi had told Warren they were going to go hang out with some of her friends. Giving him a bit of a breakdown on each of them so he wasn't completely blindsided.
Candy is someone who’s always got her back, whether it’s at a wrestling match or just hanging out. This friend is dependable, supportive, and knows how to lift Mimi’s spirits when she’s down. A bit of a slut but they are besties.
Justin is a friend who loves excitement and new experiences, often dragging Mimi into spontaneous adventures. he's always up for trying new things and pushing boundaries, don't take it personally.
Lark, is a friend with a knack for the arts or creative pursuits, and she helps Mimi with everything from designing her wrestling gear to brainstorming ideas for her next big move. her creativity keeps things fresh and exciting.
Jessie, is a bit of a thinker, offering insightful conversations and a different perspective on things. She helps balance out the high-energy atmosphere with thoughtful discussions and advice.
Mimi assured Warren he'd have fun, they were just gonna do something lowkey like hang out for a bonfire at Jessie's airbnb.
Warren felt special, to be included in Mimi’s circle, felt significant. Dean didn’t have many friends and the friends he’d had weren’t around much when Warren was.
Mimi and Warren arrived she held his hand walking into the backyard where the other four friends were already sitting around the bonfire. All of them got to their friends as they entered. "Mimi!"
Aside from Candy, who Warren knew from around work, he felt like the whitest person there. Lark was a lighter chestnut than Mimi did but had her hair more ‘natural’ and dressed much more conservatively. Justin was about Warren’s height with hazel eyes but a darker complexion than Lark had. Jessie was a warm copper and looked the most comfortable on the cold autumn night not dressed to impress in a simple sweatshirt hoodie and jeans.
"Hey guys." Mimi beamed, "This is my boyfriend, Warren. Be nice."
"Nice to meet you." Justin offered a handshake, "We've all heard about you. You are practically all she talks about now."
Warren immediately side-eyed Justin, a flash of jealousy, he didn’t trust him as the only other guy here, “She never talks about you.”
Justin laughed, "That sounds about right."
"Hi, I'm Lark." She pushed Justin aside who took the hint and went and hugged Mimi in greeting, "Red is a good color for you. It's a good change for the wrestling gear. I was worried you'd go back to the white pleather books when you went back to the birth name. Sorry, I'm blunt."
“Some might say the same about me,” Warren smiled. “Don’t worry, I appreciate someone not afraid to speak their mind.”
"Jessie." Jessie said, waving.
“Charmed,” Warren said, even at her most casual Jessie had a simple cuteness that arrested his attention more than he expected.
"Finally dragged you out huh?" Candy teased sipping a beer.
Candy’s voice cut through Warren looking a little longer at Jessie than the others. He blinked. “Sorry, you say something?”
If Justin could get his hugs in, so could Warren, he hugged each girl quite deliberately. Mimi had hugged Justin back and tried to stuff down the spike in her own jealousy to see Warren hug her friends. "So you started the fire without me?"
"You might have not shown up." Jessie teased as the group moved back to the fire.
"Yeah, Warren could have you in the bedroom all night again." Lark smiled.
“She’s not often in the mood, a big match to prep for is usually the excuse,” Warren said.
"Ooooh." Lark and Jessie said at the same time shooting Mimi a look as she rolled her eyes sitting next to Warren and Justin sat on the other side.
"I found a good fuck helps me focus for a match." Candy took another sip of her beer.
"You spend more time on your back in the ring, so you don't count." Mimi stuck her tongue out at her.
“My kind of girl,” Warren teased.
Warren's sex drive was undeniable. Mimi felt that flicker of jealousy but ignored it to lean against Warren.
"Hey, hey, let's not be too catty or Warren might not like coming out." Justin gestured. "He'll think all we do is discuss sex lives."
"It's all I do." Candy smiled.
"That's because you're a slut." Mimi teased.
"True." Candy nodded.
"It's only because you all refuse to do a book club like I asked." Jessie pouted a little, "We could have really good in-depth conversation."
Lark, Justin, Candy and Mimi all mockly made snoring sounds.
Warren was no stranger to sex talk, he’d heard more than enough of Viv’s kinks over the years. Still he felt most out of place here.
"So Warren," Lark turned to look at him, "What do you do besides wrestle?"
“Mimi…” He winked
The group laughed.
"Are you coming to Justin's crazy adrenalin junky activities next week?" Jessie asked Warren.
"I hadn't mentioned it to him yet." Mimi clarified.
"He's a wrestling prodigy. I don't think he'd be down for it." Justin waved it off.
"Why not? The rest of us are getting roped into it." Lark teased, "You ever been cliff diving Warren?"
Diving into the water from a cliff. Meaning the whole group would be in swimsuits. Just Justin with four girls.
“I dont think it’s a good idea”, he said softly. In truth, he didn’t want Mimi to go. “Don't we have a busy week next week, sweetness?” He wasn’t letting Justin see Mimi in a swimsuit.
"I mean we do. I thought a couple of hours would be okay." Mimi admitted.
"If Mimi isn't going can I tap out?" Jessie asked.
"Pussy." Candy teased.
"Come on, live a little. You might have fun." Justin smiled at Waren over Mimi’s head but the smile didn't reach his eyes
“You can do what you want Mimi,” Warren said through gritted teeth, “if Jessie isn’t going I can hang back with her.” He felt an urge to punch Justin out, he pushed it down for now.
"I...can skip it," Mimi said unsure why Warren looked unhappy.
"That sucks. Maybe next time we'll do something a little more safe, for Warren." Justin was saying a nice inclusive thing but Warren felt the dig underneath it.
"It's not gonna be the swimming with dolphins thing again is it? Because I am not doing that again." Jessie shivered.
"Dolphins are cute." Lark teased.
Warren had already decided there wouldn’t be a next time, and if there was, Justin was getting a boot to the dick.
The rest of the night was filled with banter, and jokes, the girls did their best to make Warren feel included by asking him questions, and teasing each other whilst Justin took subtle digs at Warren that no one else seemed to notice. When Mimi was the first to suggest a need to head out she got boo'ed by her friends but the girls hugged Warren goodbye, telling him to come back again. Justin hugged Mimi tightly goodbye and offered Warren another handshake.
Warren knew he should be the bigger man, but as he had no plans to be here again, he clocked Justin in the face, an evening of snide remarks and googly eyes at Mimi was quite enough. Justin took the hit and fell to the ground, getting shocked sounds from the girls and Mimi staring at him.
Warren kicked Justin in the stomach for good measure, this was his highlight of the night. He felt good, free. Mimi pulled Warren away from Justin and out for he backyard toward the curb where their rental car was waiting.
"Baby, what the fuck was that?" Mimi asked.
“Come on, you didn’t notice, you can’t be that blind or stupid, Sweetness.”
"Notice what?" Mimi asked.
“How Justin was eye fucking you all night and needling me.”
"I...He..." Mimi just blinked, "I mean, he was bitchier than normal but .... he's just a friend, baby." Mimi hugged Warren. "I'm sorry."
“You might think that but he doesn’t. Trust me, I know. I had years of people ogling Dean.”
Mimi didn't know how to process this so just kissed Warren, trying to calm him down and prove she didn't want anyone else but him. Warren kissed her passionately, marking his territory, he still had the adrenaline from punching the fucker out coursing through his system.
“I don’t want you hanging out with him again,” Warren said.
"Like ever?" Mimi asked.
Warren nodded, an unspoken test of who she really cared about more.
“The girls were nice, but Justin was just a douche.”
Mimi sighed, "Okay. I won't see him again."
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” Mimi moved to the car, “Let’s get back.”
“Thank you for not being mad at me. I really appreciate it.”
“‘Course baby.” Mimi said, “I’m sorry this…didn’t work out the way I planned.”
“I’m used to that by now,” Warren shrugged. “Nothing in my life has ever gone the way I planned.”
“I want us to go the way you planned.” Mimi kissed him again, “I am not breaking out the L word as I know you don't want us moving too fast. But I’m serious about you. I wouldn’t be taking you to see my family next week if I wasn’t.”
“I don’t mind hearing the ‘L’ word if you mean it,” Warren said, “Truthfully, I miss hearing it. Just because I’m not ready to say it back doesn’t mean I don’t want to know how you really feel about me. Half my issues with Dean were our inability to express ourselves and communicate well, I don’t want to repeat those mistakes with you, Sweetness.”
“Okay, I love you.” Mimi smiles up at him. “I love you a lot. If we get back to the hotel quick enough I’ll show you exactly how much.”
Warren shivered, it was an easy and damned effective way to get his attention, “Then what the hell are we waiting for? Let’s fucking go.”
Camera fades in. Mimi Simpson is standing in a dimly lit warehouse, the sounds of clanking metal and echoing voices filling the space. She’s wearing her signature ring gear, with the Gladiatrix logo prominently displayed in the background.
“Rosa DeLuca. The so-called ‘Italian Rose,’ the reigning Gladiatrix Champion. You’ve held onto that belt for a month now, haven’t you? You’ve talked a big game about how you want to change and improve, and make the belt something special. But guess what? Your time’s up.”
She cracks her knuckles, her intense eyes locked on the camera.
“You think you can intimidate me with your ‘Rose’? Honey, I’m not afraid of a little dirt and thorns. I’ve been through hurricanes, tornadoes, and earthquakes in this business. I’ve survived battles that would break most people, and I’ve come back stronger every single time. You may be the Gladiatrix Champion now, but there’s something you’ve forgotten. The storm may rage, but eventually, it passes. And I? I’m the calm after the chaos. I’m the one who picks up the pieces and rebuilds stronger than before. Just look at the good I’ve done for Warren.”
Mimi points directly at the camera, her voice steady but fierce.
“ I don’t just fight to win—I fight to prove that no matter how hard you hit, I can hit back harder. This isn’t just another match for me. This is my time, my moment to take what I deserve. I’m not coming for friendly competition—I’m coming to tear that title off your waist and claim my place at the top of the Gladiatrix mountain.”
She steps closer to the camera, her face filling the frame, dripping with determination.
“So, Rosa, enjoy holding that belt while you can. Shine it up real nice because after our match, it’s coming home with me. The ‘Simpson Era’ is about to begin, and there’s not a damn thing you can do to stop it. The Gladiatrix Championship will belong to Mimi Simpson. And when the dust settles, everyone will know who the real champion is.”
She smirks and backs away from the camera, the intensity never leaving her eyes.
“Rosa, prepare for the fight of your life. Because I’m not just coming for your title...I’m coming for everything.”
Promo ends with the camera fading to black as the Gladiatrix logo flashes across the screen.
Candy is someone who’s always got her back, whether it’s at a wrestling match or just hanging out. This friend is dependable, supportive, and knows how to lift Mimi’s spirits when she’s down. A bit of a slut but they are besties.
Justin is a friend who loves excitement and new experiences, often dragging Mimi into spontaneous adventures. he's always up for trying new things and pushing boundaries, don't take it personally.
Lark, is a friend with a knack for the arts or creative pursuits, and she helps Mimi with everything from designing her wrestling gear to brainstorming ideas for her next big move. her creativity keeps things fresh and exciting.
Jessie, is a bit of a thinker, offering insightful conversations and a different perspective on things. She helps balance out the high-energy atmosphere with thoughtful discussions and advice.
Mimi assured Warren he'd have fun, they were just gonna do something lowkey like hang out for a bonfire at Jessie's airbnb.
Warren felt special, to be included in Mimi’s circle, felt significant. Dean didn’t have many friends and the friends he’d had weren’t around much when Warren was.
Mimi and Warren arrived she held his hand walking into the backyard where the other four friends were already sitting around the bonfire. All of them got to their friends as they entered. "Mimi!"
Aside from Candy, who Warren knew from around work, he felt like the whitest person there. Lark was a lighter chestnut than Mimi did but had her hair more ‘natural’ and dressed much more conservatively. Justin was about Warren’s height with hazel eyes but a darker complexion than Lark had. Jessie was a warm copper and looked the most comfortable on the cold autumn night not dressed to impress in a simple sweatshirt hoodie and jeans.
"Hey guys." Mimi beamed, "This is my boyfriend, Warren. Be nice."
"Nice to meet you." Justin offered a handshake, "We've all heard about you. You are practically all she talks about now."
Warren immediately side-eyed Justin, a flash of jealousy, he didn’t trust him as the only other guy here, “She never talks about you.”
Justin laughed, "That sounds about right."
"Hi, I'm Lark." She pushed Justin aside who took the hint and went and hugged Mimi in greeting, "Red is a good color for you. It's a good change for the wrestling gear. I was worried you'd go back to the white pleather books when you went back to the birth name. Sorry, I'm blunt."
“Some might say the same about me,” Warren smiled. “Don’t worry, I appreciate someone not afraid to speak their mind.”
"Jessie." Jessie said, waving.
“Charmed,” Warren said, even at her most casual Jessie had a simple cuteness that arrested his attention more than he expected.
"Finally dragged you out huh?" Candy teased sipping a beer.
Candy’s voice cut through Warren looking a little longer at Jessie than the others. He blinked. “Sorry, you say something?”
If Justin could get his hugs in, so could Warren, he hugged each girl quite deliberately. Mimi had hugged Justin back and tried to stuff down the spike in her own jealousy to see Warren hug her friends. "So you started the fire without me?"
"You might have not shown up." Jessie teased as the group moved back to the fire.
"Yeah, Warren could have you in the bedroom all night again." Lark smiled.
“She’s not often in the mood, a big match to prep for is usually the excuse,” Warren said.
"Ooooh." Lark and Jessie said at the same time shooting Mimi a look as she rolled her eyes sitting next to Warren and Justin sat on the other side.
"I found a good fuck helps me focus for a match." Candy took another sip of her beer.
"You spend more time on your back in the ring, so you don't count." Mimi stuck her tongue out at her.
“My kind of girl,” Warren teased.
Warren's sex drive was undeniable. Mimi felt that flicker of jealousy but ignored it to lean against Warren.
"Hey, hey, let's not be too catty or Warren might not like coming out." Justin gestured. "He'll think all we do is discuss sex lives."
"It's all I do." Candy smiled.
"That's because you're a slut." Mimi teased.
"True." Candy nodded.
"It's only because you all refuse to do a book club like I asked." Jessie pouted a little, "We could have really good in-depth conversation."
Lark, Justin, Candy and Mimi all mockly made snoring sounds.
Warren was no stranger to sex talk, he’d heard more than enough of Viv’s kinks over the years. Still he felt most out of place here.
"So Warren," Lark turned to look at him, "What do you do besides wrestle?"
“Mimi…” He winked
The group laughed.
"Are you coming to Justin's crazy adrenalin junky activities next week?" Jessie asked Warren.
"I hadn't mentioned it to him yet." Mimi clarified.
"He's a wrestling prodigy. I don't think he'd be down for it." Justin waved it off.
"Why not? The rest of us are getting roped into it." Lark teased, "You ever been cliff diving Warren?"
Diving into the water from a cliff. Meaning the whole group would be in swimsuits. Just Justin with four girls.
“I dont think it’s a good idea”, he said softly. In truth, he didn’t want Mimi to go. “Don't we have a busy week next week, sweetness?” He wasn’t letting Justin see Mimi in a swimsuit.
"I mean we do. I thought a couple of hours would be okay." Mimi admitted.
"If Mimi isn't going can I tap out?" Jessie asked.
"Pussy." Candy teased.
"Come on, live a little. You might have fun." Justin smiled at Waren over Mimi’s head but the smile didn't reach his eyes
“You can do what you want Mimi,” Warren said through gritted teeth, “if Jessie isn’t going I can hang back with her.” He felt an urge to punch Justin out, he pushed it down for now.
"I...can skip it," Mimi said unsure why Warren looked unhappy.
"That sucks. Maybe next time we'll do something a little more safe, for Warren." Justin was saying a nice inclusive thing but Warren felt the dig underneath it.
"It's not gonna be the swimming with dolphins thing again is it? Because I am not doing that again." Jessie shivered.
"Dolphins are cute." Lark teased.
Warren had already decided there wouldn’t be a next time, and if there was, Justin was getting a boot to the dick.
The rest of the night was filled with banter, and jokes, the girls did their best to make Warren feel included by asking him questions, and teasing each other whilst Justin took subtle digs at Warren that no one else seemed to notice. When Mimi was the first to suggest a need to head out she got boo'ed by her friends but the girls hugged Warren goodbye, telling him to come back again. Justin hugged Mimi tightly goodbye and offered Warren another handshake.
Warren knew he should be the bigger man, but as he had no plans to be here again, he clocked Justin in the face, an evening of snide remarks and googly eyes at Mimi was quite enough. Justin took the hit and fell to the ground, getting shocked sounds from the girls and Mimi staring at him.
Warren kicked Justin in the stomach for good measure, this was his highlight of the night. He felt good, free. Mimi pulled Warren away from Justin and out for he backyard toward the curb where their rental car was waiting.
"Baby, what the fuck was that?" Mimi asked.
“Come on, you didn’t notice, you can’t be that blind or stupid, Sweetness.”
"Notice what?" Mimi asked.
“How Justin was eye fucking you all night and needling me.”
"I...He..." Mimi just blinked, "I mean, he was bitchier than normal but .... he's just a friend, baby." Mimi hugged Warren. "I'm sorry."
“You might think that but he doesn’t. Trust me, I know. I had years of people ogling Dean.”
Mimi didn't know how to process this so just kissed Warren, trying to calm him down and prove she didn't want anyone else but him. Warren kissed her passionately, marking his territory, he still had the adrenaline from punching the fucker out coursing through his system.
“I don’t want you hanging out with him again,” Warren said.
"Like ever?" Mimi asked.
Warren nodded, an unspoken test of who she really cared about more.
“The girls were nice, but Justin was just a douche.”
Mimi sighed, "Okay. I won't see him again."
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” Mimi moved to the car, “Let’s get back.”
“Thank you for not being mad at me. I really appreciate it.”
“‘Course baby.” Mimi said, “I’m sorry this…didn’t work out the way I planned.”
“I’m used to that by now,” Warren shrugged. “Nothing in my life has ever gone the way I planned.”
“I want us to go the way you planned.” Mimi kissed him again, “I am not breaking out the L word as I know you don't want us moving too fast. But I’m serious about you. I wouldn’t be taking you to see my family next week if I wasn’t.”
“I don’t mind hearing the ‘L’ word if you mean it,” Warren said, “Truthfully, I miss hearing it. Just because I’m not ready to say it back doesn’t mean I don’t want to know how you really feel about me. Half my issues with Dean were our inability to express ourselves and communicate well, I don’t want to repeat those mistakes with you, Sweetness.”
“Okay, I love you.” Mimi smiles up at him. “I love you a lot. If we get back to the hotel quick enough I’ll show you exactly how much.”
Warren shivered, it was an easy and damned effective way to get his attention, “Then what the hell are we waiting for? Let’s fucking go.”
Camera fades in. Mimi Simpson is standing in a dimly lit warehouse, the sounds of clanking metal and echoing voices filling the space. She’s wearing her signature ring gear, with the Gladiatrix logo prominently displayed in the background.
“Rosa DeLuca. The so-called ‘Italian Rose,’ the reigning Gladiatrix Champion. You’ve held onto that belt for a month now, haven’t you? You’ve talked a big game about how you want to change and improve, and make the belt something special. But guess what? Your time’s up.”
She cracks her knuckles, her intense eyes locked on the camera.
“You think you can intimidate me with your ‘Rose’? Honey, I’m not afraid of a little dirt and thorns. I’ve been through hurricanes, tornadoes, and earthquakes in this business. I’ve survived battles that would break most people, and I’ve come back stronger every single time. You may be the Gladiatrix Champion now, but there’s something you’ve forgotten. The storm may rage, but eventually, it passes. And I? I’m the calm after the chaos. I’m the one who picks up the pieces and rebuilds stronger than before. Just look at the good I’ve done for Warren.”
Mimi points directly at the camera, her voice steady but fierce.
“ I don’t just fight to win—I fight to prove that no matter how hard you hit, I can hit back harder. This isn’t just another match for me. This is my time, my moment to take what I deserve. I’m not coming for friendly competition—I’m coming to tear that title off your waist and claim my place at the top of the Gladiatrix mountain.”
She steps closer to the camera, her face filling the frame, dripping with determination.
“So, Rosa, enjoy holding that belt while you can. Shine it up real nice because after our match, it’s coming home with me. The ‘Simpson Era’ is about to begin, and there’s not a damn thing you can do to stop it. The Gladiatrix Championship will belong to Mimi Simpson. And when the dust settles, everyone will know who the real champion is.”
She smirks and backs away from the camera, the intensity never leaving her eyes.
“Rosa, prepare for the fight of your life. Because I’m not just coming for your title...I’m coming for everything.”
Promo ends with the camera fading to black as the Gladiatrix logo flashes across the screen.
Well howdy there pardner.