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Supercard Archives / ALEXIS EDWARDS vs SAMANTHA MARLOWE
« on: August 21, 2015, 12:24:07 PM »
 
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It had been fun, for almost ten minutes.  Sam Marlowe had boarded the ship ready for a week of fun and sun and wrestling.  What she hadn’t been expecting was her sister being on the same cruise.  In the same stateroom…

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~* Upon Boarding *~

Sam smiled at the ships attendant she hands him her ticket for the cruise.  While he looks it over, Sam slowly turns to take in the ship’s loading deck and all the amenities.  Pulling off the silvered sunglasses she had been wearing, she tucks them into the pocket of her pale pink blazer.  For a rough and tumble tomboy, Sam really cleaned up well when she put her mind to it.  Today she was wearing a cool pale pink pantsuit with a creamy ivory blouse.  Her hair was tucked neatly into braid that lay over her left shoulder.  

Ships Attendant:  Excuse me miss but this boarding pass is not valid.

Sam turns to look at the attendant then down at the boarding pass.   With an apologetic smile, she tries to read over his shoulder to the guest list.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  You must be mistaken, this is what was given to me by Sin City Wrestling when I was preparing to board this ship.  Can you please check again, Samantha Marlowe?

With a nod, the attendant swipes his finger over the screen and then taps in her name.  Sam waits patiently beside her roll on luggage as he finally notes her name.  

Ships Attendant:  Here it is, Miss Marlowe.  You are on the Caribe deck, C749 suite at the back of the ship.  

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  That really is a mistake.  My ticket says I have an interior stateroom, not a suite.  I don’t think that the company would want me to be in a suite.  

The attendant continues to tap on the screen as he reads it off as he puts keycards through the reader then hands them to Sam.

Ships Attendant:  It says right here that you called and upgraded your room to, and I quote, “something more worthy of a Marlowe.”  So we have you on the Caribe deck, suite C749.  Enjoy the cruise.

When the attendant turns away, the look on Sam’s face is one of surprised anger and disappointment.  Grabbing her luggage, she moves down the hallway towards the lifts muttering under her breath and paying no attention to the people watching her and pointing.  Pressing the button, she leans on one foot as she runs a hand over the bridge of her nose to pinch off the headache that was starting to form right behind her eyes.   The doors swoosh open and Sam pulls her bag into the lift then turns to face the doors.  Pressing the button for the Caribe deck, she sighs before continuing to mumble as the doors close.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  Why me…who did I peeve off to have to suffer my sister just when I don’t need her.

The soft strains of the musak on the lift can’t distract Sam from her thoughts as she tries to figure out just what she is going to say to her suspected guest.  Getting to the Caribe deck, she exits the lift and makes her way to the bow of the ship where her new suite is located.  Putting the key card into the slot, she pushes against the door, letting it swing open to reveal the sitting room of the suite.  Through a pair of sliding doors, Cyn can be seen on the cabin’s balcony with the room’s steward pouring her a glass of champagne.  Sam lets the door close which catches Cyn’s attention.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:  There she is, my little sister the wrestler.  Thank you David for all your help getting me settled in.  I will call you when I need you again.

The steward nods and with a smile at Sam, he offers up the bottle of champagne which Sam declines.  Setting the bottle down, he bows his way out of the suite as Sam stands up her luggage and rounds on her sister who sips the bubbly beverage with a sigh of satisfaction as she looks over the water while Sam removes her hat.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  Okay Cyn, just what are you doing here?  After the last time we talked, I purposely didn’t talk to you about this supercard, Sin City Wrestling or anything to involve my wrestling career.

The older Marlowe sister puts a look of disappointment on her face as she slowly gets up from the deck chair and moves towards her sister who has put both hands on her waist after tossing her hat onto the sofa.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:  Is that any way to talk to your sister Sammiwich?  After all I only want what is best for you and since I have more experience in a wrestling ring than you do, I figured that you could benefit from my mentoring.  And if you had taken any of my calls, you would have known I was coming to the cruise to be your manager for this match and any others that you are going to have…

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  Oh no you aren’t Cyn.  There is going to be no way in hell that you are managing me.  Besides, don’t you need like a contract or license or something to manage wrestlers?  

Cyn airly waves her hand in denial as she walks into the room and sits down on the sofa, directly on Sam’s hat.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:  I’m Cyn Marlowe, I don’t need anything like that to help my baby sister.  And you know that you need me to.   So first things first, I need to talk to Markie Ward about getting you a better deal and title shots…

Sam shakes her head and crosses her arms over her chest.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:   Cyn, I don’t think you heard me…You are NOT my manager!  I am doing fine on my own so thanks for the offer but no thanks.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:  Fine on your own huh?  You have lost fifty percent of your matches.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  I have only had two matches Cyn!  I am one and one so it isn’t like I am doing that badly.  Besides, you can’t tell me that I will get worse without you as my manager.

Cyn nods sagely as she once more takes a sip of the champagne then puts it down on the coffee table in front of her and leans towards Sam.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:  Sammiwich, we both know that I can say so and we also know that you need me.  So let’s just stop talking about it and start preparing for the match at the supercard.  Have you given any thought to what you are going to do in that match?  You can’t rely on just playing fair and all.

Sam moves to sit on a chair, her knees drawn together as she lets her shoulders fall against the seatback.  She still glares at her sister rebelliously.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  You aren’t my manager Cyn and granted you are here for the cruise and all, you are not coming to the ring or taking part in the show at all.  You retired and that means you aren’t a part of SCW.  You can help me train but that’s it!

Smiling as she gets to her feet, Cyn moves to the chair and sitting on the arm, pats her sister’s head patronizingly.  Sam swats the hand away and sinks lower in the seat almost as if she could escape Cyn in the upholstery of the chair.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:  Samantha, I will help you, of course I will.  You are just way to trusting of your opponents and I will show you that you need to smarten up I that ring.  So here is what I propose.

Wiping her hand down the tight fitting skirt Cyn has on, she smiles.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:  You enjoy this first day of the cruise and starting tomorrow I will have you in the gym preparing for your match.  As for me, I am going to prowl around this ship and see the sights and the men.  After all, one can never exist on champagne from a ships steward alone…although David did look rather delish.

The tinkle of her laughter grates on Sam’s nerves as Cyn gets to her feet and moves towards the door.  Once her sister leaves, Sam gets to her feet and walks to the couch where her hat is laying broken and flattened.  With a sigh, Sam grasps the handle of her luggage to drag it towards the bed only to find that Cyn has commandeered the whole closet and room for herself.   Seeing herself in the mirror over the dresser, Sam sighs.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  This is going to be a looooong week…

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~* Two Days Later *~

People are gathered in the gym where a pair of redheads are working out.  The older one is gently jogging on a treadmill and barely working up a ‘glow’ while the younger is running faster.  Cyn Marlowe is wearing a pair of pale mauve tights and purple “Original Cyn” tee with her long hair pulled up in a long sleek ponytail and Sam is in a pair of dark biker shorts under a leotard of silvery blue with her hair in a long braid, tendrils of damp curls are plastered to her forehead and the nape of her neck.   Sam looks over at her sister and raises her eyebrow quizzically as she calls softly across the space between the two.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    Don’t you think Cyn, you might want to move a little faster if you are training me to be ready for my match?

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:    Like you keep saying Sammi, I am not a wrestler anymore which means I don’t have to push myself that hard.  You however…

Cyn steps on the side of her treadmill and looks at Sam’s.  Reaching over, she increases the speed slightly which trips her younger sister causing her to stumble but she quickly rights herself by grabbing the rails.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:     What was that for?

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:     Your opponent is going to be pulling anything they can to get the win so I want to see that you are prepared for anything like surprises and the like.  If you aren’t, that one mistake you make will be the one that loses the match for you like last time.  So Sammiwich, you need to be prepared for anything and you need to learn to anticipate your opponent as well.

Sam is watching her sister and when Cyn reaches for the treadmill again, Sam steps off before she is tripped again.  Cyn applauds her sister sarcastically then finishes her motion and shuts down the machine.  Motioning for Sam to follow her, she moves towards a set of mats that are in front of a mirror.  Cyn takes in her reflection and then reaching into the small cut at her cleavage she pulls out a peach lipgloss and slides a slight wash of color across her lips.   Sam joins her with a snort of laughter.   At the glare of ‘what’ from Cyn, Sam just points to the mirror,

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:     Only you would stop your workout to put on gloss.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:    Look around you Sammi, we are being watched which means you should always look good.  I believe that part of getting the crowd on your side is physical appearance because any of the dogs I have faced have always gotten a subdued response and fans were very vocal when they introduced me.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    They  were usually booing Cyn.  Besides I don’ t think that the fans I am making are that shallow.  So I don’t need to worry about the looking good so much as being good.  

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:    If  you are going to take that kind of attitude then why am I here hmmm?

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:     Because you showed up to take over my training?  Trying to regain your past glory by trying to ride my new wrestling career?

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:     You are so mean Sammiwich.  After all I am doing for you to help you get better and win more.   It shows me just how much I am appreciated by you.  I guess loving my sister and wanting her to do well isn’t really wanted as much as I thought it would be.

Cyn sighs dramatically as she turns away from the mirror and begins to walk towards the women’s locker room doors.  Samantha watches for a moment then with a few muffled words, calls out to her sister.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:     Okay Cyn, you can help me train and I promise not to talk back.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:    Only if you are sure Sammiwich

 Cyn turns slightly to peer at Samantha in the mirror.  Sam nods her head and Cyn’s

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:     Now as I was saying, this show is going to be the first one that you are taking part in and being in a supercard show is very special.  They are usually watching the talent at these shows in the lower card for future title shots and I know you want to shine so what are you going to be doing in that match to win?

Sam thinks about it for a moment then turns to Cyn to speak.  Before she can, Cyn steps behind her and forces her to look into the mirror.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:    Speak into the mirror as if you were doing an interview with a camera.  I want to see how you giving a speech.

Rolling her eyes, Sam looks into the mirror and then takes a slow breath as her hand pushes at the damp curls, sliding them to the side of her forehead only to have them spring right back.  

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:     I am coming to that ring and I am going to do what I do best and that is give it my all because I know Alexis is going to be a tough com

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:    Is that the best you can do?  Seriously?

Sam shoots a look into the mirror at Cyn.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    That is usually how my promos go.  Seems to have worked so far although Pussy says I need to be a bit more tough in my talking about my opponent and focusing on what I want to say in a tough way.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:     If you were wrestling in jello could you use that kind of talk.  You are supposed to be a serious threat to the bombshells in Sin City.  Get mean for sobbing out loud.

Sam looks down for a moment but only a moment before looking up at Cyn.  

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:     That isn’t me Cyn.  I have respect for everyone that I face in the ring.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:    I can tell you now that they have NO respect for you so you have to give them the knowledge that you don’t respect them.  Now repeat after me…I am Samantha Marlowe and I am the baddest bitch on this boat!

Cyn looks so serious which causes Sam to dissolve into giggles.  The older Marlowe glares at Sam who fights to contain her laughter.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:     You find this funny?  So you want to lose, ok.

Again Cyn makes to walk away only to have Sam grab her arm as her giggles slowly die.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    I am sorry Cyn, it is just…wow, I haven’t heard you talk like that in quite a while and well, I don’t know if I could be like that to be honest.  

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:   You are going to have to be.  You may not have been paying attention to the competition but I have and this person you are facing is a tough little girl who will think nothing of hitting you where it hurts.  So I want you to be prepared for anything and everything that she is going to throw at you.

Sam nods slowly, the smile that had been gracing her features faltering somewhat as she gets serious.  Cyn smirks a little as she turns away and picks up a rather large weight and brings it to her sister.  Holding it out in front of her, she waves it in a small circle for Sam.  As Sam, reaches for it, Cyn pulls it away and as her sister is off balance smacks her on the back of the head.  Stumbling into the mirror, Sam turns with a look of surprise on her face as she rubs at the stinging on the back of her neck.


Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:     What was that for?

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:    Did it hurt?

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    YES!

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:    Good because that is what your opponent is going to do to you.  Sucker you in and Ms Goodie Two boots that you are, she is going to beat you without you getting any offence in.  Because you are too trusting and that little bitch that you’re facing on the supercard will be able to beat you six ways from Sunday.   You need to go into this match with your eyes wide open and NOT all doe eyed.  That deer in the headlights look shouldn’t be seen on a Marlowe at all.

Pushing herself away from the mirror, Sam begins to slowly circle her sister as Cyn watches Sam then rolling her eyes, begins to check out her manicure.  Sam stops and straightens up to once again look at her sister.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:     Now what?  Don’t you see me as a threat to you?

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:    Not like that Sammiwich.  And I am sure that Alexis won’t either.  Matter of fact, I am pretty sure that the only threat you are in this match is a threat to put the crowd to sleep.  I want you to attack first and hard.  Send me to the mat little girl.

Without letting Cyn finish her comment, Sam charges across the mat and tries to take Cyn down with a clothesline but only staggers her.  Cyn turns around and laughs at Sam.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:     Maybe Cyn I can’t be anyone but me.  So trying to get me to wrestle like you and Alexis and all the others in the company is not going to work.  I’ll get by on my own and win or lose, I can say I didn’t settle.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:     It isn’t settling if you wrestle to win Sammi!

Cyn’s comment falls on deaf ears as Sam moves towards the locker rooms and with a final look at her sister, she pushes the door open and disappears inside it.  Angrily Cyn puts her hands on her waist and scoffs after her sister then looks around to see if she is being watched and notices a pair of men motioning at her and talking.  Plastering a smile onto her face as she tosses her head Cyn moves towards them and then begins to walk on the treadmill invitingly which gives the men a clue to come and talk to her.

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For most people, rain on a cruise means you are resting in a cabin or enjoying some of the many attractions on the interior of the ship.  One person however has no such intention of remaining inside on a day full of rain.

Samantha Marlowe sits on her balcony of her suite while her sister sleeps inside after a rather long night.  Ignoring the slight snores from the room that she has closed the door to, Sam reaches for the coffee pot sitting where the remains of her breakfast can be seen.  A soft knocking on the cabin door gets her attention and Sam rushes to answer it.  On the other side, Pussy Willow is standing in a heavy sweater over a tee and shorts.  

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    Thanks for coming Pussy, I wanted to do an interview for the show but Cyn has kept me rather busy this week.  And since she is sleeping now…

Sam motions for silence which causes Pussy to nod and then move into the room and towards the couch.  Sam follows then tapping her shoulder, points to the balcony where chairs have been pulled close to the hull of the ship.  The drizzle foreshadows a rainstorm but for now the mists just chill the skin slightly as the pair get comfortable and Sam pours a hot drink for Pussy.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:     I figured that this would be a good time to talk and do that interview.

Pussy Willow:    So why are you hiding out on your sister?  I mean she has done this before and one would think that you would want to get an expert’s opinion.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:     Let’s just say that I don’t want to relive her career in wrestling.  I want to be my own person and to do that I need to get out of Cyn’s shadow but with her here, she is just casting a bigger and bigger one.  Did you know, she is here because she wants to manage me.  I told her point blank no but she isn’t taking that for an answer.  So I need to do things on the DL for now.  So we need to keep this between us ok?

The interviewer nods with a soft chuckle, one finger tapping the side of her nose in agreement.  Taking a sip of the coffee, Ms Willow pulls out a recorder and then pressing record, brings it to her lips and begins to speak.

Pussy Willow:    Interview with Sam Marlowe take one.   Sam, this week is the very first supercard that you will be taking part in as a bombshell of Sin City Wrestling.  What are your thoughts about the venue?

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    I have been on cruises before but never as part of the cruise.  And as I tend to enjoy the fact that I am a bombshell now in SCW, it gets me excited to think that we will be wrestling on the ship for all these fans.

Pussy Willow:     And in your first supercard match you are facing someone that has the same record you do, Alexis Edwards.  Both of you won your debuts then lost your second match and now this is the third match for each of you.  Do you think you are ready for the match?

Sam looks out into the mist of the rain and thinks of her answer for a moment before turning her eyes back to Pussy who is holding the recorder towards Sam and sipping from the coffee as she waits for an answer.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    I get that both of us are relative newcomers in the federation and from what I suspect, Alexis is real close friends with Tim Staggs and everyone knows the Staggs Dungeon so she has probably been benefitting from training there and if that is the case, maybe I have my work cut out for me.  But just because she is able to train with Staggs, that doesn’t equate to desire and dedication to the sport.  You have people like Alexis who are training with the Staggs’ then you have me, someone that hasn’t really gotten that much professional training.  But I have a lot of amateur training and wrestling under my belt and a bit of help from my sister who was a professional wrestler for a little longer than I have been.

Pussy Willow:     But your sister hasn’t wrestled in over a year.  Is that going to give the edge to your opponent?  I mean Alexis has all sorts of Nobodies to help her train.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    I totally understand Pussy, I am the underdog in this match and that’s okay by me.  I don’t have a problem fighting those odds.  And if that means I am going to have to dig deeper and fly higher than I have so far, so be it.   I can’t let the fact that she is a tough young woman scare me into a loss before I even step in the ring.  

Pussy Willow:    It’s not to scare you Sam but she is a Nobody so she will have back up at the ring I am sure.

Sam laughs at that.  Taking a small pastry from the plate, she nibbles at it while she contemplates her response.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:     So you are basically telling me that this is going to be a handicap match?  Tell me something I don’t know Pussy.  But where she needs the help and the support system to make her feel better, I depend on one person and one person only.  That’s me and that is the only person that will be going to the ring and fighting this battle.  So she can bring all the company she wants, I will be bringing the fight to her and anyone else that wants to get involved.

Pussy is nodding enthusiastically as Sam slams her right fist into the palm of her left hand.  

Pussy Willow:     That is exactly how I have been wanting you to cut a promo Sam.  That is tough talk that you need to do instead of the wimpy ‘I respect her’ stuff you are always on about.  

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:     I still respect her since she does have the same record that I do but I think I am starting to understand that I need to give a bit more strength to my talking about my opponents.  Respect is good but if I don’t get the same respect back, what chance to I have to win if my opponent will do whatever necessary to win.  So I need to realize that I am on my own when it comes to being responsible for my wins and losses.  And I don’t want to lose any more matches if I can help it.

Pussy Willow:    From the sounds of it, you are pretty determined.  So have you decided what you are going to do in the match to overcome the Nobodies?  And if you have, will you tell us?

Sam’s smile appears at that comment as she slowly starts to shake her head negatively.  

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:     I think that maybe all I am going to say to that is that both of us will be in that ring and giving it our all but only one will walk out.   And we will see who it will be at SummerXXXTreme.  But truth be told, I think that I want it more so good luck to Alexis.

As Samantha finishes her comment, Pussy smiles and presses stop on the recorder.  Setting the device on the table, Pussy grabs the coffee pot and pours herself another cup.  Sam leans back to relax.  The two of them are surprised by Cyn who walks out on the balcony and without saying a word, grabs the cup of coffee from Pussy and the plate of pastries and turns to take them back into the stateroom.  Sam and Pussy share a look that speaks volumes.

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Day before the supercard and Sam is walking towards her stateroom.  It is later in the day and Sam is ready to relax and rest for the supercard.  At her door, she stops as she sees the do not disturb sign on the door.  Angrily she reaches for the knob only to hear sounds from the room.  Rolling her eyes, Sam moves back to the wall and then with a sigh turns for the lift once again.

Moments later, Sam sits down at a table near the bar.  When a steward approaches, she orders a chilled juice then pulls out a small cell phone turns it on and presses some buttons which pulls up the camera.  Setting it to record, she makes the camera switch to face forward and begins to talk, her words mixing with the sounds of music and talking that surrounds her.  

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  Here I am, ready for SummerXXXTreme and all I want to do is relax but I am locked out of my room.  Sisters…can’t live with them, can’t kick them out, right?  Great so what more can I do but talk to myself since I can’t get back into my room…

Sam chuckles at the picture she has just painted.  Her laughter dies slowly ending with a sigh.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  I bet that Alexis isn’t having the same issues I am.  She’s probably already trained and prepared and is getting whatever sleep she can before tomorrow.  I mean that yeah, I’ve trained and I am ready but if I don’t get some rest, I might as well forfeit.  And something tells me that would suit Alexis just fine.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  However, that isn’t something that I am willing to do for her, or anyone else for that matter.  I earned my spot on the roster and it will be a cold day in Hell that I give up this match, this career or anything in general.

Sam looks up into the smiling face of the steward who sets the icy glass of a pale yellow juice.  He returns her smile as he backs away slightly to allow Sam to continue what she seemed to be doing.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  Alexis, you know what I think.  I think that you are putting on some kind of front for everyone so no one can feel any sympathy for you, tough as nails tends to mean a soft center for anyone else.  Could this be you?  Maybe but even though I sympathize, it doesn’t mean that I am not coming at you with everything I got.  I am sure that you feel the need to use me as a punching bag just to put yourself over and I expect that.  

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  And no matter how tough you are, there is always someone tougher.  I may look like some pretty girl who is nothing more than fluff or eyecandy but I’m from Texas and that means no surrender.  So I hope that you aren’t expecting something easy in that ring.  I will be digging into my bag of tricks and pulling out all the stops.  This match isn’t one that I am going to want to lose.

As she is talking, she seems to be drawing a crowd of what appears to be fans.  Smiling, she points the camera to take in the crowd then brings it back to herself.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    These people are here because they want to see an exciting supercard  and between the two of us, I think our match will just ramp up that excitement.  So good luck to you Alexis, and may the best woman win.

Pressing stop on the recording, she slides the phone into its holster as she looks up at the group of tourists pointing and talking amongst themselves.  

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    I guess you are looking for an autograph or two?

 The crowd replies almost as one that they would be looking for autographs and pictures.  Looking around, Sam shrugs and motions them forward.  The mad rush of the people block the bombshell from view but one final comment can be heard from the redhead.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    Don’t crowd…I will sign an autograph for everyone because I am pretty sure I have got all night…




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Dressed casually in denim cut offs and a light purple midriff tee, Samantha Marlowe sings along with the song on the radio of her rented car as she drives along the road towards her soon to be relaxing vacation spot she has booked.  She paws through the small bag that is resting there and pulls out a small cell phone holder and pushes it against the windshield.    

Still reeling from her first loss, she made plans to be alone for a couple of days to pull herself together so to speak.  That and she wanted to hide away from her sister Cyn who would be doing her level best to make sure that Sam knew she lost.  Going off the grid would be good.

Once she has the holder on the window, she reaches once more to pull out an iphone and sets it against the holder and presses the menu button.  Suddenly, the camera lights up to reveal Samantha’s face on the screen as the blinking light of the recording icon flashes in the corner.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  Getting ready for my match…take one…

She smiles into the camera as she begins to think of just what she wanted to remember for her match at the upcoming supercard she was taking part in.  Rather than talking to herself, she records her thoughts and ideas.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  Okay Sam, you have to remember the following things for Summer XXXtreme.  You are facing Alexis Edwards and she is going to be very difficult to beat and you are going to have to be ready because I am pretty sure that she isn’t going to be all nice like.  I mean she could be, you don’t know her but from the looks of it and the guys she hangs with, nice isn’t a thing that she is.  So what are you going to do about that?

Her lips quirk as she tries to think of a response to that.  What could she say that would counter that.  After all, she had to make a statement with this match to prove to herself and more importantly her sister that she was doing the right thing in SCW.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  Note to self, best way to prepare for this match is to calm yourself down and let go of the loss you just had.  It was only your second match Sam, and you know that you can’t win all the time.  You gave her a fight and it just was that one mistake that caused you to lose the match.  And you have a chance to redeem yourself on a cruise ship.

That comment only makes Sam laugh as she turns into the drive for the resort.  Pulling up to the front of the main building, she cuts the engine and sliding out of the car, quickly heads inside.  In a matter of minutes, she steps back out onto the porch and to her car.  Sliding into the driver seat, she dangles a key in front of the still recording screen.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  Here it is…freedom from the world and not a care for you Sam.  No worrying about wrestling or Cyn or anything for three whole days.  And I just can’t wait.  Rest, relaxation and recharging is going to do wonders for me.  

Gunning the engine, Sam pulls away and towards her rented apartment.  Reaching the building, Sam stops the car and then climbs out of it, her cell phone in one hand.  Looking at the building and beyond it to the beach where she can see the Pacific waters that rush up to the light sand in the fading light, a smile curls her lips as she lightly closes the car door and tucks the cell into her back pocket.  Working her way to the trunk of the car, she opens it to pull out her bags and a couple of plastic bags of supplies.  Grabbing her purse out of the passenger side after shouldering her bag, she pushes the car door shut with her rear then walks to the building.  Once she gets to the apartment, she opens it and pushes the door open.  

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    Hi Honey…I’m home!  Oh yeah, I get to be alone here.

Setting the food on the counter, she takes her bag into the bedroom where she sets it on the bed.  Taking a long slow breath, Sam can almost feel all the worries falling off her.  Stepping back into the main room, she begins to store her groceries away only to feel her phone vibrate against her rear and the sound of Original Sin by Meatloaf begins to play.  Pulling her phone from her back pocket, she looks at it as if it is a snake before putting it on the counter and swiping the call to her answering machine.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    Oh heck no, I am not dealing with her right now.  This is time for me to relax and she is definitely not going to be conducive to relaxing at all with her carping at me like she does so no Cyn for me for three days.  Matter of fact, no one calling at all.

With that, she turns her phone off with a sound of satisfaction.  Moments later after rifling through her purse, she pulls up another phone and activates it.  Once she does, she grabs her purse and pulls out her phone book.  Dialing a number, she presses speaker and listens to the ringing.  Suddenly the phone is picked up and a voicemail message plays.  Once the beep happens, Sam begins to speak.  

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    This is Samantha Marlowe.  I am calling to let you know that if you wish to get a hold of me you can contact me at the following number…

She reels off a set of numbers then presses the end call button.  

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    There, the next three days are all mine.

Looking at her old phone she wonders what it was that Cyn wanted but smiles as she ignores the urge to see what it was and makes her way towards the bedroom and pulls off her shirt with a sigh of satisfaction before disappearing into the bedroom.


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Music from a small laptop can be heard as a person walks up from the beach, her body barely covered by a dark bikini that contrasts with the tanned skin of the redhead.  With her hair hanging damply curling around her shoulders, she reaches her balcony and opens the door to her apartment.  Once inside, she stretches as she moves to the kitchen and pulls open the fridge and grabs herself a Foster’s then moves back to where her laptop is set up near the door to outside.  Grabbing the laptop, she moves out of the room and onto the shaded balcony.  Setting the beer and computer on the small table, she returns inside to grab a fishnet coverup and pulls it over her barely damp bikini.  Just as her head breaks through the neck hole of the coverup, the ringing of a skype call can be heard.  

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    Oh god who is it?

Worriedly, Sam looks on the screen and sees that it is Pussy Willow who is calling.  Pressing answer Sam smiles as she calls out a greeting.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    Hi Pussy Willow, to what do I owe the pleasure?

Pussy Willow:    Hey Sam, I am in such trouble right now because no one has said anything for next week’s super card and I need something, anything for the bosses at SCW.  And since you are new and need to get your name out there, you are the first person I thought of and here I am contacting you.

The enthusiasm from the interviewer could be heard on her voice which only makes Sam shake her head with a smile.  Sipping at her drink, she leans back and closes her eyes.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    So what did you want to talk about?  The fact that I lost last week or this is my first supercard and I will be facing Alexis Edwards on that cruise.

Pussy Willow:    Why don’t we start with the loss then work our way up to the cruise.  Oh and by the way, I also want to ask about Ben Jordan.  Looks like he and you got a little friendly…

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    Fishing for a story Ms Willow?  Are you working for the FBI or writing a book hmmm?

The sound of nervous laughter can be heard coming from the interviewer.

Pussy Willow:   Enquiring minds Sam, enquiring minds.  Besides, you know that most fans don’t really care about the backstage antics but there are those that follow the sexcapades of the wrestlers in Sin City.  And when it comes to two good looking people like you and Ben Jordan, everyone wants to know.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:     Well, let’s get that out of the way right now.  All I am going to say is that Ben is a gentleman and I have no comments to make other than that.

Pussy Willow:    Awww Sam, come on.  He is gorgeous.  You can’t tell me that you were able to resist…

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:     I will never tell Pussy so next question please.

A moan and muffled ‘damn’ escapes Pussy before she sighs then is about to speak.  Sam takes another sip of her beer as she listens.

Pussy Willow:     Okay then let me ask you about your match at the last Climax Control.  It looked like you were about to win when Lucy pulled it out in the end.  Do you think you deserved that loss or was it just the case of one mistake making the difference?

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    I would have to say that I let that one mistake get to me and Lucy was smart enough to pick up on it and use it.  Now I know that people think I show too much respect and that I am too nice but I gotta tell you that maybe just maybe being that way will work out for the best when push comes to shove.  I mean, you don’t have to get nasty to get respect.

Pussy Willow:    You do have to be able to back up your talk.  I know that everyone says that you are so nice and they have respect for you…

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    Why is it that I am hearing a ‘but’ in that statement?

Sam sits up as she speaks, her beer forgotten as she tilts her head waiting to see what Pussy has to say.  The interviewer is quick to respond.

Pussy Willow:     Wrestling isn’t all fairplay and gentlemen rules.  Sometimes you have to dig deep and come out swinging for your opponent with tough talk and even tougher actions.  I mean I am pretty sure that Alexis isn’t going to be so gentle in your match at Summer XXXTreme on the cruise ship.   So don’t you think that maybe you need to be a little more direct for what you want the fans to know about what you are going to do to the person you are facing?

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    I am sure that is what most people want me to be but I can’t be anything other than myself now can I?  So I could try to talk tougher but do you seriously think that this is going to be anything that will make me better?  How will being someone else help?  

An awkward silence falls over the pair.  Pulling her feet up underneath her, Sam gets more comfortable as she sighs.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:     I suppose that I could see what has been said about me by my opponent…

Sam pulls the computer towards herself and opens a second window, her fingers dancing over the keys as she types in the url of the Sin City Fansite that seemed to have all the news that was fit to print or post.  

Pussy Willow:    Nobody has posted anything.  Hah, nobody posted anything, that is funny considering that Alexis belongs to that group.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    Really Pussy, that is too funny.

The pair share a laugh as Sam scrolls through the site and finds nothing as Pussy said there wouldn’t be.

Pussy Willow:    Well then Sammi, what do you have planned for the supercard.  This is your first one in Sin City.  Are you excited?

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    Oh yes I am totally excited for this.  I mean Cyn my sister told me that supercards in SCW are big deals.  I mean I get that they are but some more than others she says.  She keeps warning me that I need to be better and then tells me I am good enough.  Confusing to say the least.

Sam’s last comments seem to be said more to herself rather than Pussy Willow who doesn’t quite hear her.  

Pussy Willow:    What was that Sam?

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:     Nothing Pussy, nothing.  I was just thinking that I was going back to the beach to relax.

Pussy Willow:    Ooooo which beach?  Maybe I could meet you and we could do an interview for your match.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:     I am sorry Pussy but I am taking the next two days off the grid and really I shouldn’t even be talking to you now.  This was my gift to me, these three days before I had to get on the ship for the cruise.  But between you and me, I don’t think I could have completely disappeared.  Guess it is just me trying to get my equilibrium back.  But tell you what, first thing I am going to do is come find you for my prematch interview when we get on the ship, deal?

Pussy Willow:    You better believe it.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:     Talk to you then.  Bye for now.

Not letting Pussy respond, Sam clicks off the call and then quickly leaves Skype and closes the window.  Clicking on the windows media player she turns on her playlist then leans back into the chair once more and brings the beer to her lips to take a long sip.  Setting it to the side, she pulls the laptop into her lap and begins to tap on the keys as she opens her mail.



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The voice of Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    This week coming up I am in a match that most people would say I am in over my head and maybe I am but that doesn’t mean that I am just going to roll over and let Alexis Edwards get the pin.

This coming week is Summer XXXTreme and I have been put in a match against a nobody.   And a nobody is who I have to defeat.  Some might say that is too funny.  They would say it was a joke but I am not taking it as a joke.  I am taking it deadly serious.  See, this match is between two young Bombshells out to make names for themselves.  Alexis because she feels and acts like the tough misfit that nobody cares about.  And lil ole me, fighting tooth and nail to get out of the shadow of my sister.  

Stepping into view, Sam Marlowe has not much but a pair of ragged dark cutoff shorts and a cut up half tee over a bikini top.  Her long red curls are pulled back into a high ponytail that falls over her shoulder and her feet are bare as she softly paces in front of her laptop that is recording.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:   Alexis, I am sure you are going to be the mouthy badass that everyone says you are because you don’t know how to be any better.  I don’t know why you need to be that way but you do you.  If it means I have asked for you to kick my ass, oh well.  You just have to remember that I am going to be going all out to kick your behind as well.  I have something to prove and it just might be more than what you might think you need to prove.  So I hope for your sake you take this challenge that I am going to be giving you seriously.  If I for one second think or feel that you aren’t, that is when I am going to be the most dangerous.

In my last match I didn’t take the challenge of Lucy serious enough and that meant that I made that one mistake that cost me the match.  My father always said that I could make one mistake when it comes to things and if I made the same mistake, it wasn’t a mistake but a choice and I am telling you now that I am not going to make that a choice in our match Alexis.

Tapping herself in the middle of her shirt, she leans forward slightly.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:     I hope for your sake Alexis that you are ready.  I am.  I am rested from my stay here, I am relaxed and I have been recharged.  I am energized to get back to my winning ways.  So I will take the time now to wish you the best of luck at Summer XXXTreme Alexis because once I am on the ship, you can be guaranteed that I will be focused on winning.

With that comment, Sam can be seen approaching the laptop and her hand moves forward towards the camera and suddenly the screen goes to black.  Sam takes a slow deep breath as she moves to the bed and turns on the light beside it.  Coming back to the closet, she grabs her suitcase and sets it beside the bed.  Reaching for the light switch, she turns off the overhead light then moves towards the bed once more.  She leans forward and turns out the bedside lamp, the only light coming from the slightly open door which only outlines her silhouette.  The shadows hide her as she pulls her shirt off then reaches for her pants.  Sliding them down her legs, she picks something up from the bed, wrapping it around herself before she climbs into the bed, covering herself to sleep.  Very quickly, her soft even breathing is the only sounds that are heard in the dark.  





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Climax Control Archives / Sam in Samoa
« on: August 07, 2015, 12:22:03 AM »
 
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A dark room shows nothing.  The faint outline of a body on a surface is silhouetted against the lit up window.  Suddenly from a pile of clothing, a muffled song plays.  The silhouette rises slightly from the bed, a snort of confusion coming from the shadow as it fights its way to the clothing and scrabbles through it.  The volume increases as the telephone is revealed.  Picking up the phone, the ruffled Sam Marlowe groans loudly as she presses speaker phone and mutters a brief hello as she falls back into the bed.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:    About time you answered little sister.  What could you be doing at this time of the morning?

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    I don’t know Cyn…maybe sleeping since it is quite early in the morning here in Asia.  

With her sarcasm lost on her sister, Sam rubs sleepily at her eyes as her sister just tsks and begins to speak once more.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:    I managed to see your performance at Climax Control the other day and let me tell you, I wasn’t so impressed with the win.  Although I suppose that congratulations are in order.  But then again, you are my sister so it was to be expected.  

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    I know sis, I know.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:     And I do have a bit of a bone to pick with you Sammi.  What was all that talk about me in your interview later that night hmmm?  Made it sound like I was some sort of evil stepsister and that you were just my own little Cinderella that…

Ruffling a hand through her hair, Sam grimaces as she tries to think of what Cyn could be talking about.  Suddenly a grin splits her face but she doesn’t let it reflect in her voice.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    Cyn, I never said that you would be anything but happy for me.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:     And then said that I told you not to sign with Sin City Wrestling.  You may as well have made me out to be the bad girl but then again, that is how it always goes with you and me.  I am made out as the bad girl while you are little miss can’t do wrong but everyone knows that isn’t the case right?

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    It’s early in the morning Cyn, very early and I have a flight out to Samoa.  So what is the call for?

A surprised gasp can be heard from the phone.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:    I told you that I was calling to congratulate you on your debut win Sammi.  Can’t I show my little Sammiwich how much I could show her about being a winner?  If you take my advice, you would listen a little more to what I have to teach you.

Totally awake now, Sam just shakes her head as she moves to the clothing on the floor and picks it up, tossing it on the bed near the phone.
Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:     Enlighten me Cyn, what do you think I should be doing differently in SCW?  

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:     Well for one thing don’t be so nice about those never were bombshells that the company has you facing.  You are a Marlowe and better than them.  

Grabbing her suitcase, she sets it on the bed, only listening to the conversation with half an ear.  At that comment however, Sam looks at the phone with confusion.
Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    Um, I don’t think I can do that Cyn.  I mean I am just a rookie and trust me when I tell you that there are a lot more women in this company with more experience and…

A scoff comes from the phone as Cyn then chuckles in a very smug way.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:    Oh really Sammiwich, there is nothing I can’t teach you that those nobodies would be able to get passed.  I have probably the most experience when it comes to those basic people that you would be facing in that company.  All the competition that I had to face is gone and they were the only ones that could have been any competition for you.  I mean have you seen the quality of bombshell they have in Sin City?  

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    Yeah and there is so much talent here that…

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:  ~interrupting~   Sammi, saying there is talent in SCW is like saying Paris Hilton can act.  And we both know that orgasm was faked.

A titter from Cyn follows that statement as Sam lets a soft groan escape her as she folds a jersey and pushes it into her suitcase.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    As always, funny as hell Cyn.  Now if that is all, I really have to get ready to fly out in like…

Sam looks down at her wrist like it has a watch on it.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    A few hours and I desperately need to pack and get to the airport and…

An angry snort of disgust comes over the receiver as Cyn realizes that Sam is trying to blow her off.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:    Oh I am sooo sorry for interrupting you Miss superstar!

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    Don’t be like that Cyn.  I’m sorry but I just don’t like how you are talking to me this morning and so early.  I do appreciate it and your advice sis.  I just ummm really need to focus on this match this week.  I just saw a message that came in before your call and I realize that I will be actually wrestling at Climax Control this week.  I was only going to Samoa to be there before heading to Australia.

Sam crosses her fingers as she looks down at the phone, sitting gingerly beside it.  From the receiver, Cyn sounds somewhat satisfied with her response.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:    I forgot how you get when you are worried about something.  So I will let you get away with speaking to me like that.  Who are you facing this week Sammi?

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    Looks like Luc…

Cynthia interrupts Sam’s reply.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:     Oh will you look at that, I am getting a call on the other line.  Hang on Sam.

Before Sam can reply, Cyn disappears leaving her sister to wait.  Suddenly the phone goes dead as the battery dies.  Sam laughs and raises her hands in victory.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:   Saved by the battery!!  

With a laugh, Sam pushes the suitcase to the other side of the bed and flops into the pillow with a sigh of pleasure before burrowing into it to grab a few more moments of sleep.


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The marketplace on the island was awash in sights and sounds and smells that brings a smile to the lips of Sam Marlowe who is dressed in a pair of white capris and a silvery blue halter.  She has her red hair pulled back into a soft cascade of curls that bounces with each step she takes.  Stopping at the market place where Sam finds a small stand that sells ice cold niu and smiling at the vendor lays down her money and then pick up a drink as she begins to walk along the market front.  From the opposite end of the walk, Pussy Willow can be seen shopping as well.  As the pair moves closer, Pussy sees Sam and then rushes forward, skidding to a stop right in front of Ms Marlowe.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:   Hello Pussy, imagine meeting you here.

Pussy Willow:    I agree, it isn’t very often that I get to see someone out of the norm like this.  Makes it kind of special don’t you think?

As they talk, the pair begin to slowly move along the stalls.  

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:   It makes it interesting.  But I don’t think I have ever seen you without a microphone and some tough questions, unless you have got a candid camera and hidden mike.

Sam winks as Pussy holds up her hands in innocence.  

Pussy Willow:   I’ve got questions but no way to film them or get them on the record.  But you have to promise me that the closer we get to Climax Control you will give me an exclusive.  

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:   You will be the first one I talk to.

Pussy Willow:     Speaking off the record, how do you like Sin City Wrestling so far?  This is your second match isn’t it?

Sam picks up a shell necklace before nodding at Pussy’s question.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    Yes it is.  And I am pretty sure that the competition is tougher now that I got that first win.  But I like that.

Pussy raises one eyebrow as she digests that piece of information.

Pussy Willow:   You like competition?  Wow, most bombshells in SCW would say there isn’t any competition for them to face, at least the ones that have attitude.  But this is refreshing to hear someone talk like this is a company that has competitors that still see that there is competition.  And you aren’t scared about that fact and the fact that if you start to keep winning in the ring there are going to be people that will see you as  a danger and take you out?

Sam’s laughter rings out over the sounds of people chattering in the marketplace.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    Do you honestly think that I am going to be worried about that?  I have to tell you Pussy that I am dangerous for the other bombshells.  

Pussy Willow:    Because of your sister Cyn?

Samantha sighs as a slow smile creeps across her face as she picks up a couple of lava lavas and motions to the seller to get her attention.  Purchasing the sarongs, she tucks them in the bag at her shoulder before answering.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:   Nah…more like in spite of her.  See I am not out to be Cyn two, I am my own wrestler.  And I have always been a jock so a little work doesn’t scare me.  Or bother me for that matter.  And the fact that I have a match this week isn’t getting to me either.  I am looking forward to facing Lucy.

An incredulous look comes to Pussy’s face.

Pussy Willow:   Lucy Seraphina?  

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:   You know her?  What is she like and how should I prepare for her?  Got any tips for a newbie?

Pussy Willow:   Tips no, but now I really have to interview you.  This is an epic match for you this week and I want to be the first to talk about it.   We’ll go to your place that you are staying at for this interview.  You are probably staying someplace good.

Before Sam can say anything, Pussy links her arm with Sam’s and drags her off towards a cab sitting near the market and then looks at Ms Marlowe for the directions then relays them to the driver that puts the car into drive and pulls away.  

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Pussy Willow:   Are you ready for this interview Sam?  I got the camera ready.

Pussy Willow stands at the opening of a fale hut on a beach front area.  The view is serene with crystal clear water lapping against white sands and a cooling breeze blows through the open hut.  Suddenly from a separate room, Samantha steps out in a colorful bluish sarong that covers her body but still hugs her curves while a blue flower pulls her hair back from her face.  

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:    I am as ready as I will ever be.  I hope going native isn’t an insult here.  So let’s go.

Sam moves to stand beside Pussy and rolls her neck.  The interviewer brings a small hand held camera up to focus on Ms Marlowe as she talks from behind the camera.

Pussy Willow:   I am here with Sam Marlowe who this week at Climax Control will be facing Lucy Seraphina, another undefeated bombshell in SCW.  Sam, what can you tell us about your match this week?

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:   If I am honest, I don’t really know what to expect.  This is my second professional wrestling match and I have no clue about my opponent other than she is undefeated as well.  At least I think she is.  And maybe after this week on Climax Control she still might be.  That is something that is going to be decided in the ring.  And if you ask me, which I believe you did…

The camera view wobbles in an affirmative nod to agree with Sam.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:   I would have to say that this week will see me step into the ring with someone that I haven’t faced before.

Pussy stops filming for a moment which causes Sam a moment of confusion.

Pussy Willow:   Ok Sam, this is all wrong.  You need to be all about how you are going to kick Lucy’s butt and boost yourself up that ladder.  I don’t want to hear this girl scout “participating is as good as winning” talk you are giving.  Show them your confidence.  So let’s try this again.

Once more Pussy begins to film.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:   Lucy, I want to tell you that this week when we step in the ring, I am coming to keep proving a point that I made in my debut here in SCW.  There is no one more dedicated or no one more driven to succeed in this business.  I don’t know about you but I have a legacy to get out from under and if it means respecting my opponents but still kicking their asses then that is what I have to do which means this week, it is your ass that I have to kick.  

Sam can’t help but giggle which earns her a glare from Pussy who motions for more talk from Sam.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:   I am coming to Apia Park Stadium with a purpose and there will be no way you will be able to stop me.  I am going to be a driving force to be reckoned with in that ring because I never back down.  So I will be ready for the match and I will prepare for you and what you can do in the ring.  

Pussy Willow:   Better…not much but better.  Now are you worried that Lucy will have you scouted out from your one match in SCW?

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:   She can scout all she likes, that doesn’t mean she will be ready for me.  I don’t even know if I am ready for all that I am capable of but it is going to be fun finding out isn’t it?  I will tell you that I am looking forward to the match Lucy.  I make you this promise though, when it is done I will be still respecting you but during the match, I am sorry but you are going to be beaten from turnbuckle to turnbuckle then pinned to give me my second win in as many matches.

Pussy Willow:   I love it.  That is all we need.  So you want to go for a drink since we got all this work done?

Pussy puts the camera into an oversized purse sitting on the bed that is in the fale’s main room as Sam straightens out her lavalava sarong and pats her hair.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:   Sure but only one.  I am coming back for an early night to catch up on my sleep to prepare for Sunday.

The two young ladies leave the small hut chattering about SCW and Climax Control on Sunday.  The walk towards the bar and restaurant is short and filled with conversation as Sam and Pussy get there and disappear inside the bar.


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Climax Control Archives / I am Sam
« on: July 24, 2015, 08:20:27 AM »
 
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Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:  
I cannot believe that you have signed a contract with THAT company Sammi.

Sitting in the middle of a pool in her parent’s house in Houston, Cyn Marlowe has a pair of aviators hiding her contempt for Sin City Wrestling as behind her, Samantha Marlowe is reading a contract as she reclines in one of the loungers in a baby pink bikini and silvered glasses.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  
Oh come on Cyn, Sin City Wrestling can’t be that bad?  I mean they hired you right.  Besides this is my first time in the spotlight without you.  

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:  
I know Sammi but let me just provide you with the 411 of the company and lack of any leadership.  Christian Underwood and Mark Hot Stuff Ward are not the kind of owners that have any skill, they are willy nilly with booking.  They didn’t recognize the skills I had and absolutely buried me like some second rater.  And don’t get me started on the kinds of bombshells they did promote.

Clearly not looking at her sister, Cyn just manages to rant without any reason or rhyme.  Sam just shakes her head at the comments and continues to read.  When she doesn’t reply fast enough, Cyn slowly paddles herself around to face her sister glaring at her over the slightly pulled down shades.  The glare finally receives a response.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  
What?  

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:  
Are you even listening to me little sister?  I mean I am giving you the benefit of my vast SCW experience to let you know that you definitely should not sign with them.  I love you too much to let you make a mistake like that.  Listen to me Sammi, stay home, settle down like I am doing and don’t even think of being a bombshell with SCW.  

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  
I appreciate the concern Cyn, really I do but I am not you.  I love mixing things up and having fun in the ring.  I seem to remember that I was pretty good in amateur wrestling so I think I got this professional wrestling thing on lock.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:  
Naturally you do, you are MY sister after all.  But SammiWich…

Behind her silvered shades, Sam lets her eyes roll at the use of the pet name her family have for her.  Coming from Cyn, this usually proceeded some kind of put down.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:  
You don’t understand how demanding it is and how much you are going to be looked at as eyecandy.  And I wouldn’t want you to have to go through that.  The wolf whistles and men, well more like boys hitting on you.  Do you even know why I left?

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  
You kept losing?

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:  
No I did not.  I left because I had more respect for myself than to slave away in the bottom feeder bombshells.

Cyn has begun to drift again, the glasses having been pushed back over her eyes to protect them from the bright sun.  Sam moves her hand in a talking motion as Cyn is ranting.  Once she finishes, Sam speaks up.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  
Well sis, you did it, you have convinced me about Sin City Wrestling.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:  
I am so glad Sammi.  Tear up that contract and you and I can make plans for this weekend to...

Cyn turns to find Sam signing on the last page of the contract.  Cyn can’t believe her eyes as Sam closes up the contract and slips it into the envelope before getting to her feet.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  
Sorry Cyn, I won’t be around this weekend.  I’m delivering my contract and meeting up with the Asia tour in Japan.  I was talking with Christian Underwood and he said that I would debut in Osaka at Climax Control and that I should bring my contract with me.  I have so much to do, packing and getting on a plane.  I’ll see you when we get back to the States I guess.

Cynthia ~Cyn~ Marlowe:  You are going to regret this Sammi, that is a fact.

Samantha pays no mind to a bitter Cyn as she rushes off chattering to herself about the fact she is now a Bombshell in Sin City.  Slamming the door behind her, Sam disappears into the house.

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Voiceover:  
I am the son my father always wanted…

Don’t get me wrong, I am all woman but growing up I was your stereotypical tomboy.  I would be found on the court or field, in the gym or the pool rather than on the sidelines.  I wouldn’t be caught dead in a dress if I could be wearing jerseys and jeans.  That has since changed. I have embraced my feminine side and can get frilly with the best of them but that doesn’t mean that I can’t throw it down like the jock I was growing up and the newest Bombshell of Sin City wrestling I am today.

Standing in the bright lights of the Ginza, a young redhead smiles as her camera pans the view as she speaks from behind the camera.  Around her, the bustle of Tokyo flows with the occasional tourist stopping to wonder what is going on with the filming.  Gathering a small crowd doesn’t seem to bother the woman who pulls the camera away and turns it to begin filming herself.

Voiceover:
I guess I better introduce myself.  My name is Samantha Marlowe, Sammi for short or Sam for shorter.  I am the newest bombshell on the roster but most people around here are talking about my infamous sister Cyn who was a bombshell here before me.  And I have been reading the trades and how everyone is talking about how bad she was as a wrestler in the federation and that I am not ever going to live up to the hype because of her.

Now most would say ‘why even try Sam?’ and I will admit I almost didn’t sign on the dotted line when I saw some of the comments.  But then I thought better of it.  See, Cyn was everything a Houston deb needed to be as well as having the attitude of a bee with an itch, if you get my meaning.  Moms thought she ruled the world and so did Cyn.   Daddy on the other hand gave me the best advice I could have ever got and this is coming from a self-made man.   He said to me “Sammi wich, you gotta grab the bull by the horns to get ahead in life so here I am.

She begins to walk forward, the bright lights in the background as people around her talk and point at her.  Seeming oblivious to the distraction she is causing, Sam continues to address the camera which is bobbing and weaving with her hand movements through the crowd in a dizzying fashion.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  
I have to ask, how cool is this debuting for Sin City in Japan?  I mean I always wanted to travel to Japan but to do it in my first ever professional wrestling match just blew my mind.  And not only do I debut in Japan but I am facing Candy Overton when I do.  Now she is a lot more experienced than I am but does she actually take this as serious as I do?  Does she want to succeed as badly as I do.  I have my sister’s reputation to fight here in SCW and trust me, Cyn cast a very big shadow.

Sam sighs heavily and for a moment has a determined look on her face.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  
So Candy, I don’t really know you or how you are in the ring however, I am going to be doing my homework when I get to the hotel tonight.  I have my laptop and a lot of time until Climax Control.  And that means I have the time to study your moves and plan my strategy for this match .

Beginning to walk towards a large crowd, Sam can’t help but get caught up in the excitement of the Ginza.  Bright lights flashing attracts her towards a restaurant.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  
Well, Candy, just thinking about the match and the fact your name is Candy got me hungry and I never was able to study without snacks so I came down to get a snack then it is right back to the laptop.  Then on to Osaka tomorrow for Climax Control.

Sam moves into the restaurant to see lit up boards advertising bento boxes and sushi.  Licking her lips, she once again addresses the camera for the final time.

Samantha ~Sam~ Marlowe:  
I will see you in the ring at Climax Control Candy and just think that we will start off a night of firsts for yours truly, my first match, my first win and my first step out of my sister’s shadow.  I just can’t wait.  So see you soon and good luck, in my opinion, you are going to need it.

Sam smiles as the man behind the counter begins to motion at her, his rapid Japanese bringing a look of confusion to Sam’s face.  A helpful young woman moves forward to translate for the young redhead who is soon lost in the crowd of people.




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