Bet
Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2016 10:56 pm
The scene opened up to one of many casinos on the Las Vegas Strip. The Head BOSS In Charge (HBIC for short) was seen standing at a table crowded by too many people.
Sasha Banks: Excuse me, but you gots to go. You’re in my square. And unless we’re about to fight, I need you to get steppin’.
The BOSS shoo’ed away a couple with one hand, keeping the other in a fist, holding something, so that two more people could squeeze in close to get the perfect view. Her besties Summer Rae and Eva Marie finally returned from wherever they went.
Summer Rae: Okay, see now we do that thing for good luck!
Eva reached out with an open palm to Sasha, who handed her to bright red dice. They almost matched her hair. She promptly tossed them across the room, over the crowd of people who could only watch them fly away. Everyone turned and stared as Sasha grimaced.
Sasha Banks: Ummm… Eva, boo. You’re supposed to blow on them, not throw them.
Summer Rae: Just give us another pair, they’re just die. Not like they can’t buy more here.
Summer took a random pair from the table, and made a show of puffing air on them before passing them to Eva who did the same. They made it back to Sasha as she shook them in her palms before sending them rolling.
Dealer: Snake Eyes! Good bet, keep’em comin’.
The table broke out into cheers and the Mean Girls celebrated. Sasha bet on two and got the numbers.
Sasha Banks: I have one more bet.
Dealer: Go for it.
Sasha Banks: But it ain’t one for you. It’s for AJ Lee. Lookit, AJ. You need to ask yourself, are you ready to get beat by the BOSS again? Are you ready to get a Bank Statement, with nothing but 0’s? Because Monday night, you ain’t walkin’ out with nothin. Zero hits, zero wins, zero sympathy from me. I’m in it to win it. If you think you can show up and just get by, you can bet I’ma put an end to your joyride. Everything in this business comes at a cost. Every move you make, every punch you wanna throw, ain’t for free. I’ll have to show you what that means, but just know… You can bet It doesn’t come out good for you. Deuces!
Sasha held up the pair of snake eyes she rolled, and threw up a peace sign before the scene faded out.
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OOC: Dice plurals suck
Sasha Banks: Excuse me, but you gots to go. You’re in my square. And unless we’re about to fight, I need you to get steppin’.
The BOSS shoo’ed away a couple with one hand, keeping the other in a fist, holding something, so that two more people could squeeze in close to get the perfect view. Her besties Summer Rae and Eva Marie finally returned from wherever they went.
Summer Rae: Okay, see now we do that thing for good luck!
Eva reached out with an open palm to Sasha, who handed her to bright red dice. They almost matched her hair. She promptly tossed them across the room, over the crowd of people who could only watch them fly away. Everyone turned and stared as Sasha grimaced.
Sasha Banks: Ummm… Eva, boo. You’re supposed to blow on them, not throw them.
Summer Rae: Just give us another pair, they’re just die. Not like they can’t buy more here.
Summer took a random pair from the table, and made a show of puffing air on them before passing them to Eva who did the same. They made it back to Sasha as she shook them in her palms before sending them rolling.
Dealer: Snake Eyes! Good bet, keep’em comin’.
The table broke out into cheers and the Mean Girls celebrated. Sasha bet on two and got the numbers.
Sasha Banks: I have one more bet.
Dealer: Go for it.
Sasha Banks: But it ain’t one for you. It’s for AJ Lee. Lookit, AJ. You need to ask yourself, are you ready to get beat by the BOSS again? Are you ready to get a Bank Statement, with nothing but 0’s? Because Monday night, you ain’t walkin’ out with nothin. Zero hits, zero wins, zero sympathy from me. I’m in it to win it. If you think you can show up and just get by, you can bet I’ma put an end to your joyride. Everything in this business comes at a cost. Every move you make, every punch you wanna throw, ain’t for free. I’ll have to show you what that means, but just know… You can bet It doesn’t come out good for you. Deuces!
Sasha held up the pair of snake eyes she rolled, and threw up a peace sign before the scene faded out.
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OOC: Dice plurals suck