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Why did @bradt750 call me that today- do they not know who i am?? lol

CharlotteFlair 9th

These bishes think they untouchable. You slice them in a game and they talking about its on sight gurls byes bomberv angiekstan

and her 16 gifts

Sprint

MATCH 3 MAZE THEY ARE ANNOYING AND UNNECESSARY

Please stand up

Babygirl and Mackey better be banned or im suing

“Edge Control, Crowd Control” Cold Open (0:00): Ring light wobbling. Two hands locked in deluxe ponytail grip like it’s a handshake from hell. A press-on nails cartwheels, lands on a setting powder puff like a gymnast sticking the landing. Bxran: “SAY SORRY TO MY HAIRLINE!” Wow Platinum: “I DON’T APOLOGIZE TO SYNTHETIC!” Death steps in like TSA with a satin bonnet. Freeze frame → 14 HOURS EARLIER. 1) Breakfast? More Like Brunch Fight (10:02 AM) Naughty Nacho makes “house tacos” and slaps a sticky note: Community, not Communion. Gagaluv arrives in sequins at 10:03: “I only eat drama-free eggs.” Kemi posts a whiteboard: “NO YANKING ABOVE THE EAR. FIGHT FAIR OR FIGHT FAB.” Then xcharliex goes live from the kitchen: “Comment ‘TEAM TACOS’ if you think Nacho is hoarding queso.” TatianaRun speed-walks through the shot like a mall cop in stilettos. harajuku’s edges are so sharp they set off ICameron’s autofocus. Spark: Wow Platinum sprinkles Tajín on her taco—Bxran yells, “THAT’S MY SEASONING, LITTLE MISS SPARKLE!” Wow: “Buy your own couture paprika.” Bxran: “It’s chili powder, you chandelier.” The Skirmish (funny, non-graphic): They hip-check at the island. Bxran grabs a satin scarf; Wow counters with a two-finger clip hold (respectful but shady). Runaways slides a potholder between them like a peace treaty. Josh sprays rose water: “De-escalate and hydrate.” Verdict: Kitchen Probation. They can’t stand within three tiles of each other until noon. 2) The Wig Lottery (12:11 PM) A PR box arrives: “WIG LOTTO — Scratch for Your Unit.” Everyone gets a card. Bxran scratches “30” and screams, “Thirty inches deep wave, baby!” Wow Platinum scratches “HD” and faints onto a beanbag like a Victorian widow. harajuku scratches “Kawaii Bob” and bows to it. Gagaluv scratches “Platinum Shag” and names it Court-Mandated Glam. Naughty Nacho scratches “Mullet.” The room gasps. He hugs it. “I am mullet now.” Kemi: “Install at 3PM. No sabotage, no spirit glue theft.” ICameron: “We will, in fact, be filming sabotage.” 3) Glam Room Doomsday (3:03 PM) Frostbite turns the AC to “Arctic Couture.” Lace glue shivers. Wow needs the ring light. Bxran needs the window. harajuku just needs stickers and quiet. Gagaluv narrates like a nature doc: “Observe the two alpha stylists circling the prey: a single outlet.” Boom—Contact: Bxran reaches for the light. Wow taps her wrist. Grip sequence: clip-snatch—comb flick—elastic grab—mirror dodge. A single bobby pin whistles past Pavard, who catches it midair like a monk and whispers, “Balance.” The Pull (still comedic): Wow has one hand on the back of Bxran’s ponytail—satin glove on, per house rules—while Bxran holds Wow by the install band like she’s ringing a doorbell. They shuffle in circles, the ring light squeaking like a hamster wheel. Death slides a silk pillowcase between the combatants. “Release the lace. Respect the nape.” They let go, gasping but glam. A stray lash clings to xcharliex’s cheek like a merit badge. 4) Pool Detente? (4:40 PM) Peace attempt: a “Float & Forgive” party. Runaways DJs. Nikw98 brings Capri Suns like it’s a field trip. juandav warms up vocals to harmonize with the filter pump (nobody asked, somehow slaps). Cue petty: AngiekStan posts a poll: “Whose install ate? 🍽️” The house splits into Team Window (Bxran) vs Team Ring Light (Wow) within eight seconds. harajuku falls dramatically into the pool to change the subject; wig doesn’t move. Crowd applauds. Gagaluv: “That’s a union wig.” 5) Sprinter Van From Hell (8:20 PM) They head to the club. ICameron mounts a GoPro like it’s National Geographic: Baddies at Dusk. Naughty Nacho opens a bag of hot fries—the room inhales like a choir. Kemi: “Everyone gets ten fries. This is not Versailles.” The Van Bump: Wow and Bxran sit opposite ends—peaceful until xcharliex yells, “Plot twist!” and shakes the van by bouncing in his seat. Hot fries fly. One sticks to Wow’s gloss like a bright orange moustache. Wow: “DELETE THAT.” Bxran: “Leave it; she finally has flavor.” They lean in—not fists, but hair first. Wow taps the Bxran pony like a door knocker. Bxran counters with a two-second lace tug—legal under No-Nape Rule §2. Death extends one arm without looking. Both girls stop like he hit pause on their spines. The van cheers. Comedy, not carnage. 6) Club Chaos & Caption Crimes (10:03 PM) Inside, TatianaRun jogs on beat around the VIP like it’s track practice. AngiekStan gets the DJ to shout, “IF YOUR WIG IS PAID OFF, MAKE SOME NOISE!” Frostbite orders drinks named “Seasoned Shade.” Gagaluv performs a dramatic reading of the bottle menu. xcharliex posts a story of Wow and Bxran back-to-back, caption: “Truce or pre-fight stretch?” Immediately an ex likes it, two op-ops DM mess, and Josh mutters, “Retrograde is ghetto.” Micro-brawl by the bathroom: Bxran bumps Wow’s shoulder (maybe the wall did it; maybe destiny). Wow says “excuse me” like a legal notice. Bxran says “pardon?” like a threat wrapped in manners. Grab. Counter-grab. Quarter-turn. They do a two-girl tango holding each other’s ponytails like dance partners. Security starts to walk over—Death raises a finger: “Educational moment.” They release. Crowd boo-cheers. A woman in line whispers, “10/10 form.” 7) Midnight Tribunal: Edge Court (12:11 AM) Back home, Kemi convenes EDGE COURT. Whiteboard reads: “Ring Light Schedule (odd/even days)” “No Yanking Above the Ear” “Silk Mitts During Hot Topics” “Snack Arbitration (Nacho is Treasurer of Crunch)” Sentences: Wow & Bxran: public apologies with full chest and glitter mic. xcharliex: 24-hour No-Post Probation (cruel, unusual, deserved). Gagaluv: one hour of silence tomorrow before coffee (she screams). Death: promoted to Head of Lace Security (he just nods). They agree—ish. 8) Cliffhanger Gift (1:59 AM) Doorbell. A garment bag sits on the porch with a note: “For THE Boldest Baddie. Wear at sunrise.” Wow Platinum and Bxran say, in precious harmony: “Me.” harajuku clutches her bows like pearls. Pavard breathes like a meditation app. ICameron zooms till pixels cry. CAST @WowPlatinum @brxan Runaways Gagaluv Frostbite Kemi xcharliex sobriquet harajuku juandav NaughtyNacho @Nikw98 ICameron @Death @TatyanaRun Josh AngiekStan TO BE CONTINUED… Sunrise. One garment. Two egos. One neighborhood noise complaint.

Dont join race if you cant break 200 in holey. Please practice in arena

what about cherry

BADDIES: Ratchet Reloaded — Episode 1 “Who Touched My Edges?!” CAST Kitchen cam shaking, pots clanking, “WHO USED MY EDGE CONTROL?!” Bxran in a bonnet, Wow Platinum in a robe with sunglasses, Naughty Nacho holding a ladle like a weapon. A cup flies (plastic, calm down), Death stands in the doorway like security who clocks out at 9. Freeze frame on harajuku yelling “NOT THE EDGES!” → 12 HOURS EARLIER. Move-In Madness @WowPlatinum rolls in with three suitcases, a ring light, and a laminated list titled “Don’ts.” Don’t breathe near her makeup. Don’t touch her lashes. Don’t make eye contact before noon. @brxan claims the biggest room: “Manifestation, baby.” Runaways tries to be neutral Switzerland and ends up bunking next to the drama border. Gagaluv walks in with a sequin duffel and a portable speaker blasting a remix of “You Tried It.” Frostbite sets her iced coffee on the marble like a territory flag. Kemi arrives with a clipboard: “House rules: label your food, label your wigs, label your intentions.” xcharliex is filming everything. “For the vlog, obviously.” sobriquet speaks in soft shade: “I love a fixer-upper… emotionally.” harajuku unpacks bows, says “Kawaii but chaotic.” juandav says he’s “low drama,” then steals the best mirror. NaughtyNacho wheels in a hot plate and a Costco bag of Takis. “I’m the chef and the problem.” @Nikw98 just wants Wi-Fi and a charger. ICameron is already editing confessionals in the foyer like TMZ with a ring light. @Death: silent, ominous, carrying nothing but a black duffel and authority. @TatyanaRun jogs through the living room in a two-piece set: “Cardio and chaos, let’s go.” Josh is zen until someone leaves a wet towel on his aura. AngiekStan sticks “ANGIEK APPROVED” stickers on the best bathroom shelf. First spark: Wow Platinum posts a whiteboard: “Master room = my room. Discuss feelings elsewhere.” Bxran: “Who died and made you Pottery Barn?” Death (confessional): “If they swing over a mattress, I’m not saving anyone’s lashes.” House Meeting (3:00) Kemi runs point: No hot plates in the glam room. No mystery guests until Episode 3. No lying… on camera. Off camera? “Use your spirit.” Naughty Nacho: “What about emotional support tequila?” Kemi: “Approved with a wristband.” Pavard tries being calm: “Let’s center ourselves.” Gagaluv: “I’m centered around mess.” Bathroom War (8:00) Five girls, one mirror, three edges at risk. harajuku’s glitter liner migrates onto Frostbite’s hoodie. Frostbite: “Now I sparkle against my will.” Wow Platinum: “It’s called branding, babe.” TatianaRun starts a “Who did it better?” poll for winged liner. xcharliex films. Bxran screams “NOT THE FENTY!” and that’s when someone “accidentally” elbows the edge control into the sink. Cue mini scuffle: lots of pointing, hands clapping on syllables, a sneaker slides off. Death separates them with one eyebrow. Josh sprays sage like Febreze. Room Assignments = Street Code (12:30) AngiekStan claims the balcony room using squatter’s rights and a pink throw blanket. Runaways proposes bunking pairs. juandav agrees—then swaps rooms mid-sentence. Bxran and Wow Platinum square up over closet space. Wow: “I hang couture, you hang delusion.” Bxran: “Delusion comes in a size you could never zip.” They get nose-to-nose; Pavard slides between like a calm traffic cone. First Outing: The Club Booking (16:00) Promoter texts: “Pull up, section ready.” ICameron yells “Content!” Nikw98 yells “Aux!” Gagaluv changes in the Uber. At the door, the list says: “Baddies 5.” They brought 17. Kemi negotiates, Josh flirts with the bouncer’s conscience, Death just stares until two more wristbands appear out of fear. Inside: Naughty Nacho orders six trays of lemon pepper like it’s communion. harajuku starts a kawaii twerk that becomes a cultural event. xcharliex “accidentally” posts a story tagging the ex of someone present. TatianaRun does cardio in heels, laps the section twice. Gagaluv starts a chant: “WHO TIRED? NOT US!” Bxran and Wow do a fake truce selfie, both caption “She tried it.” The Pettiest Fight (21:30) Back at the house, Naughty Nacho discovers the hot fries are missing. Kemi opens an investigation like Law & Order: Snacks Unit. Clues: orange dust on xcharliex’s lip gloss, a receipt in Gagaluv’s bra, harajuku holding a chip like evidence. xcharliex: “I don’t steal. I curate.” Gagaluv: “If the bag was open, it was community property.” Bxran: “And yet the community is hungry.” Voices rise. A drink flies (again, plastic), Wow Platinum ducks and calls her lawyer (aka her Notes app). Death: “Everyone to their corners.” Josh: “Deep breaths, shallow reads.” Confessionals (rapid fire) Bxran: “I’m not fighting over chips, I’m fighting for respect… and chips.” Wow Platinum: “I’m above this—unless there’s lighting.” Naughty Nacho: “All I know is somebody chewed.” Kemi: “If I make a spreadsheet, will y’all behave?” Gagaluv: “I don’t do theft, I do taste tests.” Frostbite: “They’re hot fries. I’m colder.” harajuku: “Kawaii court is now in session.” Death: “I warned the glam room. Snacks are next.” TatianaRun: “If you sprint, you don’t snack. Cardi-no.” AngiekStan: “I stan drama I can watch sitting down.” Runaways: “I run from mess. It keeps pace.” juandav: “My mic picked up the crunch. That’s all I’m saying.” Nikw98: “1998 taught me: label your lunch.” ICameron: “This footage? Emmy for ‘Unnecessary.’” sobriquet: “In the beginning there was chaos, and it had orange fingers.” The Almost-Throwdown (28:00) Wow Platinum calls Bxran “Broke Beyoncé.” Bxran: “At least I’m booked Destiny.” They square up; Pavard whispers “breathe” like spellwork. Death steps forward. The room freezes. Even the air won’t move without permission. Kemi declares a House Tribunal: reimburse Naughty Nacho $6.49, community snack jar, and NO EDGES IN THE SINK. Violators owe one pair of lashes to harajuku. Everyone fake-agrees. Gagaluv hits play on a mess anthem. Peace for 37 seconds. Cliffhanger (31:00) Doorbell. Three knocks. ICameron: “We’re not expecting anyone.” Death opens the door to a silhouette with a rolling suitcase and a glittery baseball bat-shaped purse. Voice: “Hi babes. I heard y’all were hungry.” AngiekStan: “NOT HER.” To be continued…

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To mourn his passing properly

or dont complain when i remove them from the rotation

Is this dead

Fall this deep. Fall this deep, I know ill never be yours.