“I love this place and willingly could waste my time in it.”
The sound of a voice echoes in what appears to be an empty room, a spotlight shining in the middle of a ring. Stepping into the view of a rather shaky camera is a familiar redhead who smiles. Dressed in a white tee under the tight straps of the wrestling singlet with a now familiar heart with an S and M
“Shakespeare wrote these words and I have to say it is one of the two quotes I claim as my favorites,” says Sam Marlowe as she moves into the center of what looks like a wrestling ring. Looking around it, she smiles as her hand moves to trail along the top rope.
The typical six-sided ring that commanded center stage in the gym known as the Staggs Dungeon resembled in every way the ring of SCW where the bombshells and superstars were highlighted each Sunday night on Climax Control. It perfectly frames the redhead as she stopped with her back to the camera that is filming her.
“Although I guess you really can’t say that I waste my time in this ring,” muses Sam as she turns to offer a half smile to the camera then turns to directly address it. “I tend not to waste time in the ring when it comes to SCW and the fact that I am out to prove something to everyone there. See, people seem to think that I am the sweetheart of Sin City Wrestling and that I am really only a pushover that doesn’t have what it takes to win titles and keep them and maybe they were right but that was before something in me realized what I was doing.”
Sam turns again to the camera and slowly crosses her arms over her chest as she leans into a corner. The cameraman climbs the ringstairs to get a closer look at the bombshell.
“I bet you are wondering what in the heck I am talking about,” says Sam. “it is like the quote I gave you, I like this place and willingly could waste my time in it and I realized that was what I was doing…wasting my time. But I wasn’t wasting the time on the fans, no that time for me is more valuable than you know. The time I was wasting was sitting back and getting into matches that would see me wrestle for the fans and give up what I was in the past. I coasted while I worked on my masters but I decided that I needed to prove something to myself now that I have been so successful with college and that is to prove to myself I was still someone that could win championships.”
A look of determination crosses the face of Sam who is once more straightened in the ring and had now begun to pace along the ropes once more.
“Don’t think that I haven’t thought about stepping back into the ring and going after championships once more but I decided that I would once more work my way up in the rankings and I figured in a couple of months I could actually step into the ring like I did at the last Climax Control and say that I wanted to be given another chance at a title in SCW. Little did I know that little chat that I had with the fans would result in the match that I am in this week on Climax Control,” states Sam as her fingers tuck a red curl behind her ear.
The sound of a door opening and bootheels moving across the hardwood floor catch Sam’s attention as Vixen Staggs comes into view. Sam smiles as she waves before turning back to the camera and begins to speak again.
“Like I was saying, this week they decided that they needed to find a new number one contender to Evie Baang’s Roulette title. And in doing so, four bombshells were chosen to be in a fatal fourway for the chance to challenge Evie,” says Sam. “And one of the lucky ones is yours truly. I get a chance to become the number one contender to the Bombshell Roulette title and if, no when I win the match, I am going to reclaim something that I have missed for the longest time. Oh, I was content to wrestle and get the win but I wasn’t focused enough to really make a run for a singles title. But now, I am able to focus on what I want to regain and it is the Bombshell Roulette title.”
Sam reaches down to the mat where the camera takes in a piece of paper with writing on it. Picking it up, she waves it slowly at the camera before softly clearing her throat and begins to read.
“This here is the card for Climax Control and on it is the list of bombshells in the fatal fourway,” muses Sam. “I think that I should be taking this seriously. After all, the list is one of some of the most talented bombshells in SCW. Take for example, the returning Trinity Jones. We have faced each other before and at the time, I was able to beat her but thing is, she has returned and since her return she has been someone with her eyes on the prize and now isn’t someone you should take lightly. At any given moment she could pull out the win from anywhere in that ring. So facing her will be difficult and I will definitely have to keep my eyes on her.”
Sam crosses the name off and then looks at the next name on the list. Looking up into the camera, the smile on her face fades slightly. “Next, I have to mention the stepmother of the woman that took my Bombshell Roulette title, Seleana Zdunich. And I am sure that since what happened on Sunday, she might have lost some of her focus because of that dreadful video that Kate Steele played,” offers Sam with a slight grimace. “I don’t know if she will be wanting to hurt someone or will she be unable to focus on the match itself. Either way, this isn’t going to be her night I am sure.”
Sam crosses Seleana’s name from the list and then looks at the final name on the list and sighs. “Then there is the one woman that I can actually say I consider the toughest challenge in this match. I respect the heck out of Amy Marshall. Out of all the people here in SCW, I can basically call three people my friend and Amy is one of the three. Don’t get me wrong, that girl can kick rear like nobody’s business and I am sure that is what she is going to try to do in our match on Sunday. But I have to remind her that I am not going to let this shot slip through my fingers. I want that title shot and sadly if I have to beat Amy to get it, that is what I am going to do. But I leave it all in the ring and after that match, win or lose, I am going to offer Amy my hand and I will buy the first round.”
Balling the paper into her hand, she tosses it over her shoulder and moves closer to the cameraman who is on the top step of the ringstairs. Sam leans herself on the top rope and smiles down at him. “I am coming to get the title shot ladies,” offers Sam before a smile begins to creep across her face and a slight chuckle escapes her. “Guess that means I am going to have to change that quote from earlier…I love this place and I will not be wasting my time in it!”
Sam again laughs as she moves back towards the opposite corner where Vixen has appeared once more. The camera is not able to hear what the two are speaking of but Sam kneels down as Vixen puts her arms on the bottom rope to talk to the redhead as the camera stops filming.
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Sam Marlowe is resting at home, her cellphone at her side as she has a large book open across her lap as she writes in a second notebook beside her. In the background is the sound of a calypso introduction to Kokomo by the Beach Boys. Sam softly sings along with the music as she writes. Dressed for comfort with Askem curled around her shoulder, Sam seems to have no care in the world. In front of her is an open laptop with the image of Sam and her friends at Mardi Gras.
The song changes just as the metallic digital sound of an incoming Skype call can be heard to chime. Sam reached for the remote and pointing it behind her she mutes the music as she recognizes the caller and groans slowly before reaching across the small expanse and presses answer.
“Hello Cyn, long time no talk,” says Sam with a grimace of a smile.
On the screen is Cynthia Marlowe-Christopher who can been seen sitting beside an older redhead with patrician features who leans forward with a brittle smile.
“Samantha dearest, I am calling because I have to ask you what you will be doing the final week of October,” asks Vanessa Marlowe, mother to bombshell Sam and someone that Sam can not seem to avoid.
“Well Moms, my friend Ben is having a party and I thought…” began Sam before watching as her mother raises one finger to waggle it in a negative fashion.
“Samantha, you know too well that is not something you want to be doing considering that week is your birthday and that every year since you were four we have celebrated with a family Halloween party with all your friends…” says her mother before trailing off after catching the cringe from Sam on her screen. “Young lady, you will be coming home and you will be celebrating with your family. I WILL NOT take no for an answer.”
Desperate for an escape, Sam looks around for a moment before hearing the verbal noose tighten as her mother continues. “Samantha, you little friend Colton will be here, he is back from his excursion overseas and he has told me that he can’t wait to see you again.”
Sam smiles a bit at the comment about Colton before letting her face go back to a blank as she slowly nods, the fight all but gone now. “Okay Moms, I’ll be home for my birthday but one of these days you are going to have to let me do my own thing,” says Sam.
“Yes yes Samantha darlin’ eventually we will have to I suppose when we are gone,” suggests her mother in a tone of voice that has Sam wanting to facepalm but she fights the urge. “And I suppose you will need help deciding just what you want to be for Halloween dear and I do have some suggestions…let me send them to you. Cynthia, please send these costume ideas to Samantha while I go and see what your father is doing.”
Cynthia rolls her eyes and nods at her mother who pats her shoulder then moves off as if to escape the dirty business of sending an email. Cyn leans into the screen and smirks at her sister as the sound of an email being received is heard. Sam reaches for the laptop to pull it towards her and then opens her email to see a little bo peep costume, a rather large hoopskirted Scarlett O’Hara dress and a Miss Piggy costume complete with a large foam head. Sam’s nose crinkles in frustration at the images on the screen.
“What is the matter Sam, don’t like the costumes that Moms picked out?” taunts Cyn as she watches the image of her sister cringe with each new picture. “Oh, and I happened to hear you have returned to wrestling again. What, SCW need a curtain jerker to make their rookies look good?”
Sam’s eyes roll before she flexes her neck and then offers Cyn a smile. “I returned to SCW but not as a curtain jerker like you seem to like to make me. Actually, believe it or not, I am in a number one contender match this week,” answers Sam which only has Cyn laughing at her response.
“Number one contender…wow…you think you are ready for that or does management just like to see you choke like you normally do?” asks Cyn with a big smirk then looks at her wrist before she motions that she has to go giving Sam no time to answer as she cuts the call leaving a frustrated Sam staring at the screen, soft muttered curse words escaping her lips as she sets the laptop to the side and angrily rises to her feet.
Moving through the house and to her bedroom, Sam walks towards the closet and reaches inside to pull out a clothing bag that she unzips to reveal the House of El super symbol.
“I hope Moms doesn’t mind,” mutters Sam as she returns the clothing bag in the closet once more and then heads back out of the room as she scene fades out.
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Pussy Willow and a cameraman are standing outside of the hotel where SCW superstars and bombshells are staying before Climax Control. They appear to be watching for someone in particular. Suddenly Pussy spots her target and grabbing the cameraman by the arm, she drags him along behind her as she calls out to a redhead who is fighting to pull a rather beat up duffel bag out of the back of a small rental car.
“SAM…Sam,” calls out Pussy getting the attention of Sam Marlowe who uses one final yank to pull the bag out. Shouldering the duffel, Sam turns to face Pussy who pushes the cameraman into position and then motions for him to start filming only to growl in frustration as he fights to pull out his camera and begins to film. “Good help is sooo hard to find,” she adds as finally the cameraman starts to film the pair.
“Don’t be too hard on him Pussy, you got him rushing from turnbuckle to ringpost. Besides, what did you want? It isn’t Climax Control yet,” says Sam after offering a smile to the cameraman who nods his thanks.
“I want to interview you Sam, this is a big return for you to step into a match for the number one contendership to Evie’s title. Isn’t that a good enough reason?” asks Pussy.
Sam thinks about it for a moment then nods slowly. “Guess you are right Pussy, I mean I am sure that the others are talking so I better get my thoughts out,” offers Sam. Letting the duffel fall to the ground, Sam moves to position herself beside Pussy as if they were in the arena and it was Climax Control.
Pussy coughs and then brings a microphone out and points at the cameraman. “Sam Marlowe interview in three two one…” starts Pussy before turning to Sam. “I am here with Sam Marlowe who this week on Climax Control will be one of four women in a fatal fourway to decide the number one contender for the SCW Bombshell Roulette title. Sam, I have to ask, what did you think when you saw your match for this week?”
Sam ponders the question as Pussy pushes the microphone in her direction. “Well Pussy, I have to say that I was really surprised by the fact that I went out last week and said that I was shifting my focus back on the singles titles and then this week to be put in a position where I could very well get a title shot against Evie Baang for her Bombshell Roulette title,” answers Sam.
Pussy pulls the microphone back. “Well let’s talk about the competition, shall we? First up, Seleana Zdunich, the wife of recently embarrassed Crystal Hilton. What do you think your chances are against her? Everyone seems to think that Seleana is the future but you do have to realize that something could be off for her in this match.”
Sam takes a slow breath. “First off, I want to say to Seleana that I am sorry that Kate Steele did what she did and I am also going to apologize for the fact that I can’t let my emotions feel sorry for you. This is for a title shot and regardless of what is happening in your personal life, you are going to have to focus or you won’t be able to function.”
Pussy interrupts her friend by pulling the microphone towards her. “There is Trinity Jones in this match as well. She has had quite the comeback Sammi, what do you have to say about her?”
“Pussy, you know that I know that Trinity has come back with a vengeance and is also looking to win gold here in SCW but Climax Control isn’t going to be her night to earn the right to move on to face Evie because I want her to know that I am going to be fighting for the right to face Evie and I won’t hold back when it comes to taking the prize,” says Sam with a wink at the cameraman.
“And Amy Marshall? Isn’t she your friend?” asks the cameraman earning himself a glare from Pussy.
“That is going to be an interesting conundrum for me. See, out of all the bombshells here in SCW, Amy is the only one I can really say that she is my friend. And that is saying a lot but she knows what it is like to want something so bad that she won’t let anything stand in her way when she wants it. And I know that is what she is going to say about this match. And if it is anything like how much I want it, the fight is going to be between Amy and I on Sunday,” says Sam with slight frown. “And if she came out and said anything different, that isn’t the Amy I know. But I will always say, win or lose, Amy Marshall has my respect in that ring.”
Pussy nods in agreement before a smile crosses her face. “What happens if you win that shot and have to face Evie? Won’t that be awkward considering…” offers Pussy before she is stopped by Sam.
“You mean won’t it be awkward facing the wife of one of my best friends? You are dang right it will be awkward but I can’t look at it that way,” begins Sam. “If I win that title shot I am going to take full advantage of the shot to do my dangedest to take back the title and if I do, then it has nothing to do with Ben or Evie or anyone else.”
Sam pauses for a moment, taking a long breath and then continues. “The desire to be the champion once more is starting to burn bright and hot and the fist step is this fatal fourway. So my last words about that is…”
Sam bends down to pick up the duffel and shoulders it before she smiles at the camera and Pussy and continues to speak.
“Good luck this Sunday, I am on my way to regaining the Bombshell Roulette title and I am starting with Trinity, Seleana and Amy. And with that I have to jet Pussy, I have some plans for later. As always it has been great talking to you.”
Sam moves backwards towards the hotel as Pussy can’t say anything as the film goes to black.
