A confrontation w/ the Latter Day Saint-Superstar

[thedifference]

Strutting back through the curtain after his controversial promo about how GHW should clean up it's act, G-Dangit, Ryman is seen nodding his head at a few of the GHW crew members. He stops off at the refreshments table to grab a paper cup of Gaterade. He wraps his scrawny fingers around the cup before bringing it up to his mouth to take a little sip. His eyes slowly scan the room to realize everyone is kind of staring at him, possibly at the cape?
A fellow GHW superstar pops around the back, looking like she has something to say and something to say RIGHT now. RyMan looks to her, and asks, "Can I help you, Ma'am?". She looks down and giggles before looking back up at the Latter Day Saint - Superhero as she begins to speak...

[Troy & B&-y Meadows]

It was none other then Brandy Meadows The Bourbon Street Princess. She wore a tight pink top and a short pink miniskirt looking more like a street walker then a Fighty fighty person. Her make up as always matching her outfit and shoes with pink rosey eyeshadow and 4 inch high heels. Brandy's eyes plastered and her breath reeked of whiskey. All around could clearly tell she was mere seconds from falling over as she propped herself up using the table as best as he small arms could. She did not seem like much of a fighter due to her tiny build but those who knew anything about Brothers and Sisters raised in the south would know she had gone MANY rounds with Swo bare fisted. Her accent impossible to cover up due to her intoxication.

"Oh hai dere, an dey said all ya Texians were nuttin but Couyon and fugly. I guess dey were wrong ja?"

Brandy leaned in more to the table getting closer to the Mormon superhero. Her eyes showing the lack of sleep she had been suffering from. One of her hands went to her mouth holding a lollipop and placed it softly in her mouth sucking on it softly for a second before pulling it back out just to tease the man before her.

"So where ja get the cape Cheri? And when ja gonna let meh try it on fer size?"

She winked at him softly not understanding that he may not get the context of what she was fully referring to.

TBC - RYYYYYYYYMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNN! *Coughs* damn that notes hard to hold.

[thedifference]

RyMan's expression tells it all, he really doesn't have any idea as to what's going on. Being from a Mormon family, he doesn't exactly grasp the concept of being wasted. Especially not to the level that Brandy Meadows is. Speaking of which, she is slowly swaying from side to side, even with the help of the concrete wall.

Well, I just.. you see.. I don't think.. by golly.. er..

The Latter Day Saint- Superhero stutters over his words terribly, he also doesn't have much experience speaking with the opposite sex. The Bourbon Street Princess giggles once again before raising both arms behind her head and pushing her hair up, trying to cool off. While she does this, RyMan can't help but get an eye full of boob. He tries to look away, but with no such luck.

I'm a bad, bad Mormon.. er.. Anyway, is there something this direct descendant of Joseph Smith can help you with, miss?

I alreadah told ya. Let's go back to yer room n let me wear ya cape.

She then adjusts her tight top while semi stumbling backward. She catches her balance, luckily, before looking back to RyMan, who is quite taken back by the whole situation.

Golly, ma'am, I'm here to clean up GHW, this isn't exactly what I'd call clean..

[Troy & B&-y Meadows]

Brandy way too wasted to fully understand what Ryman was talking about let her lips do the talking while her brain was on strike from thinking.

I wash down there daily, I even use that stuff what you call it?

Soap?

Brandy hums as she thinks for a second about what the word she is looking for is called in English.

Dustin? No that's not it.... Douche! that's it Ja can tell how I get them confused.

She moved her arms down from her hair after fixing it back to the hot mess it already was before walking slowly over toward Ryman. Her finger moved up to his chin softly stroking its way to the top of his neck as she stumbled past him in her failed attempts at walking straight.

Guessin I juss need ta find another cape ta put on, I betin' I'd look good in juss a cape... ja think?

She stops walking slightly behind him with her body facing away before turning her head slightly to look over her shoulder back at him and bouncing slightly in a slutty way trying to show off how her ass jiggled. She then turned her head back and giggled cutely.

TBC - Ryman

[thedifference]

RyMan takes a deep gulp as this little Mormon seems to be getting a tad bit sweaty.

Uhm, I'm sure you'd like nice in anything, ma'am. But wearing just a keep would leave the rest of you.. without, oh gosh.. anything.. I don't think that's what you meant though, right?

The Bourbon Street Princess is a bit surprised at how dense this man really is. Although, in her current state, she's not really able to show much emotion at all. She just smiles as she turns around to completely face the Latter Day Superhero. Brandy then slowly moves her right hand down her right leg before she creeps it back up, semi pulling up her mini skirt.

Oh, Aunt May's sweet apple pie! Cover that up, miss! This is all the type of behavior I'm speaking of. It isn't right that this is on the television. GHW needs to clean up it's act. Sorry if that came out a bit loud, but a line needs to be drawn, little lady.

[Troy & B&-y Meadows]

Brandy pulls her skirt up even more teasing him until he can clearly see the thong she wore under her pink miniskirt. She looked back at him giving him a small wink.

Your no Poilu and Im no Morue. An here I was gonna give ya a pipe. Maybe Jerry hasa cape.

Brandy sighed softly pulling her skirt back down somewhat as she looked back at Ryman.

"Mormon's Ja'll juss Coonasses ja know?"

Brandy walks off looking for another person to flirt with or even more. Her walk hinting that she is looking for a real good time. Her hips swishing back and forth until out of camera view. Ryman can only shrug off his run in with the down south slut known simply as The Bourbon Street Princess.

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