[Mark Ward]

 Post all roleplays for this match here.

Limits: 1 RP per week, per character. 10,000 words maximum per week

Good luck!

[Sam Marlowe]

 Backstage at the Henderson Pavilion
After Climax Control:  Sunday May 13

The sounds of Climax Control have fades and now all that can be heard backstage is the sound of boxes being filled with equipment and the joking tones of the roadies as they pack up after another successful show.  The soft swish of a broom cleaning up the catering area is a slight static sound against the soft clicks of boot heels on the concrete.  As the sound gets closer, the roadies’ chatter fades as smiles break over faces as a familiar person appears and calls out to them.

“Y’all don’t mind if I borrow the Roulette wheel, do you boys?” questions a soft southern voice with just the slightest lilt in it.  Sam Marlowe offers the roadies her own smile as she reaches the wheel.  She is dressed for comfort, her jeans hugging every curve, the soft Sam Marlowe named tee (available at SCW Shop, go look, I will wait.  *Whistles softly* Welcome back.) emphasizing her toned body and the black cowboy boots finish off the look.  Sam raises one eyebrow as she waits for a response.

“Yeah I guess we can let ya borrow it but you gotta bring it back before we pack up,” offers one roadie.  “I ain’t leaving it here and if you don’t let us put it on the truck, you are going to be answering to the bosses.”  

“Tell you what, why don’t you guys take a break and I will do what I need to do then you can come back and do what you need to,” offers Sam as she moves towards the roulette wheel and lifts her hand to run it along the edge.

The suggestion of a break runs through the crew who nod and jostle one another.  The first roadie gives Sam a thumb up.  “You won’t tell on us will ya?”

“Who me?” demands Sam, a shocked look on her face.  “You guys’ secrets are safe with me.  Now skedaddle so I can get this done and head back to the hotel before it is too late.”

The crew moves off towards catering as Sam once more caresses the wheel then moves to a nearby equipment box and pulls out a camera which she positions to take in the wheel.  Pressing record, she is covering the lens but pulls away to look down into the camera and begin to speak as she moves to stand right beside the wheel and then gently tugs at the side to spin it slightly.

“Congratulations Brittany, you won a very hard-fought battle to win the number one contendership to the Bombshell Roulette title scheduled for Into the Void.  And like I said, congratulations on that.  I mean think about it really.  You beat three other women to face me in the ring at the supercard and while any other person would be tearing you down right about now, here I am putting you right where you need to be,” says Sam as the wheel clicks softly to a stop on a match type.

Sam spares only the minimum glance at the match before setting the wheel to spinning again, the clicking a counterpoint to her soft drawl.

“Brittany, I hope you realize that tonight you faced your opponents in a match that is a novelty for you.  I mean, except for tonight, how many times have you been in a roulette match?  How many times have you had do prepare to come out and see your fate decided by a wheel just like this one?” demands Sam with a look of curiousity.  “This match tonight was your introduction to the Roulette concept of the title match.  I mean okay, you pulled a match that for all intents and purposes could have gone any which way because that is the whole concept behind the Roulette title.  Fate decides the match.”

Sam watches as once more the wheel slows and stops on a match time, this one indicated with a flame and the word inferno being spelled into the center.  “You were pretty lucky not to have this one Brittany, an inferno match can be downright dangerous,” adds Sam before reaching up once more and spinning the wheel again to add counterpoint to her speech.

“Speaking of dangerous, I can’t help but wonder if you think that you are all that dangerous because you have done what you did to your mother or because you are a third-generation wrestler that thinks you deserve all this because you are Crystal Hilton’s daughter and you want to tear everything away from her for some mommy issues that you have yet to resolve.  Well all I can say to that is don’t think you will be able to use me to prove to your mother and the world that you are what you think you are and that darlin’ is dangerous.”

Once again the wheel stops, this time a very divalike match in pudding appearing as the stipulation that makes Sam giggle, her hand reaching for the wheel while the other covers her smirk.  Once she gains control of her laughter, she addresses the camera.

I really don’t think that I want to have to deal with that kind of match for my title.  I am not saying that I can’t do it but still…whatever will I wear?  What goes with PUDDING for sobbing out loud?” asks Sam before dissolving into giggles once more.  Finally stifling the laughter, she begins to speak again.  

“Now gettin’ back to family as I was speaking of, you want to tear down your Mom for whatever reason and I get that, I really do.  But fighting family just puts one into a position where it is more about the family and less about the title and the match.  See, I have had the same type of person in my life.  But it wasn’t my mother,” begins Sam as she leans against the wheel, appearing lost in thought.  “I didn’t have to deal with a child wanting to destroy everything I had.  No, my cross to bear was my sister and I carried that cross for the longest time until when push came to shove, I threw off that cross and I got my life back together and I went on to win the Bombshell Roulette title at the last supercard.”  

Sighing, Sam once more straightens and once more spins the wheel.  She doesn’t wait for it to stop on its own, she puts a hand up and stops it herself.

“What I am trying to get at Brittany is that this here wheel doesn’t play favorites.  This is fate and luck in their purest and simplest forms.  And I don’t pretend that I know just what fate I have when it comes to Roulette title matches but I think the odds are in my favor since I have been in quite a few Roulette title matches and I know what to expect and that is any and everything you might try to dish up to help you win the Bombshell Roulette title and I have to say sorry now missy but there ain’t anything that will separate me from that title at Into the Void.”

Sam can hear the stomping feet of the roadies as they return to continue the packing of the equipment for shipment back to SCW.  Sam moves away from the wheel and moves to where the camera is and picks it up to direct it directly at her face which has lost all sign of jocularity.  The greenish grey eyes of Sam stare into the camera as she speaks once more.

“Brittany Williams or Hilton or whoever you are in that ring at the supercard, I have only one piece of advice for you and this is from the Bombshell Roulette champion.  Prepare for anything and don’t think that you will have a pushover for an opponent.  This is my match to win…whatever match that wheel…” Sam moves slightly to show the wheel in the frame. “Decides to put us in.  You might like to think that you got what it takes and that you are going to put me in my place and take my title.  You might think that it doesn’t matter whata kind of match we will be in either.  Well I have this to offer…I am the Bombshell Roulette champion and I ain’t going to let no upstart little ‘I’m the best’ would be champion get the best of me, you can count on that!”

“Hey Sam, you done with the wheel?  Boss says we gotta get packed up like yesterday,” asks the roadie.  Sam takes a moment to let a smile cross her face before she turns and nods.  

“Yeah, but take real good care of the wheel, I am going to need it at Into the Void.  That there is going to decide just how I am going to be beating Miss Brittany Williams at the supercard,” replies Sam as she begins to walk off.  Turning after a few strides, Sam stops and points the camera at the wheel as the roadies spin it.

“Take a look Brittany, in a little under two weeks, that is what is going to decide your fate in the ring with me,” Sam can be heard to say from behind the camera.  “I wonder just how it is that I am going to beat you come Into the Void.”

With that, the image in the camera goes to black as heels can be heard on concrete once more.

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Living Room, Sam Marlowe’s house
Skype call:  1:30 pm Wednesday May 16

The shrill sound of a call being announced on Skype breaks through the soft sounds of Riverdale on Netflix as Sam is resting on a living room couch surrounded by books and other school paraphernalia as she watches the image on the screen.  In another corner of the screen, a professor can be seen writing something on a board.  Sam looks over at the open laptop on her coffee table then reaches across to click on accept.  Suddenly the image of the patriarch of the Marlowe family appears on the screen.

“Hey Daddy,” says Sam as she hastily picks up the remote and silences the two screens.  Looking down at her father, she smiles as she can see the view from his office window indicating that he was at work.  “So what do I owe the honor?”

Philip Marlowe coughs slightly as he tries to find a polite way to start the conversation.  “Well princess I was calling to see why you weren’t here in Houston to celebrate Mother’s Day with your Mama.  Cyn was here with that husband of hers…speaking of, I thought he was dating you Sweet Pea,” says Philip softly.

Sam taps at her nose as she wrinkles it at the mention of Cyn and Monte.  “You got it in one Daddy,” she replies sheepishly.  “I really don’t think that I can be around those two right now.  I mean it was Cyn that almost lost me my career and Monte was helping her and helping himself to her if I’m honest.  Besides Daddy, I had to be at the show that night.  But I did call and wish Moms a happy Mother’s day and I hope she got my gift and all.”

“She sure did Sammi.  I also wanted to call you and tell you that your grandfather’s will was read the other day and well, he wants you to have something,” offers Sam’s father as he brings a hand up to run it through his greying red hair.  “He wanted you to have…”

Suddenly a second window opens with a message from Cyn Marlowe which read, “How dare you get the company that Grandpapa bought.  I was supposed to be CEO and he gave it to you lock stock and barrels…lots of barrels.”

Sam’s face gets a look of surprise then annoyance as she reads the diatribe from Cyn.  Shaking her head, she mutters something under her breath before her attention is taken by her father once more.  “Everything all right princess, you look a little vexed,” says Philip as he leans forward.

“Sorry Daddy,” Sam replies as she closes the window to Cyn’s conversation.  “Cyn just messaged me ranting about the company that Grandpa gave me.  Grandpa didn’t give me a company so I don’t know what she is on about.”

Philip nods slowly.  “That’s why I am calling Sammi.  Your grandad did leave you a small company and Cyn is jealous because all she got was money and some of your grandma’s jewelry,” he says with a bit of a grimace.  “Your grandfather had just bought a small company out of the blue mumbling something about giving you something for you and your friends to play with.”

Sam’s eyebrows knit together as she tried to comprehend what her father was saying.  “A company for me and my friends to play with?  Daddy, that is the strangest thing you could say to me.  I don’t think that Grandpa would do something like that.  What kind of company did he buy?”

Sam’s father leans over to read something to the side of the screen and then looks at Sam.  “Says here that it is a small brewing company that was going under.  He said that Cyn was a champagne darlin’ but you were the down to earth beer drinker that he knew would appreciate this place.  I will be faxing the information to you soon but I think you need to come back home and take a look at it.  I promise I will keep Cynthia out of your way.”

Sam can’t believe her ears.  “Grandpa bought me a brewing company?  What the bubble?”

“I couldn’t believe it either Princess but you know your grandfather, he was just that eccentric enough to buy you that so you don’t go out spending all sorts of money on those “pub” thingies I keep seeing you and your friends having,” says Philip.

“DADDY!  You follow me on twitter?” asks Sam in surprise.

“Of course I do Sammi, sometimes it is the only way I have to see you lately.”

Sam has the grace to hang her head in shame.  “I’m sorry Daddy, but with Cyn still living there I think it would be better if you come out to Vegas and visit me.  I got a lot of room and you are always welcome.  But you are right, I should come out and see the brewery.  Why don’t I come after Into the Void.  This week coming I have a bunch of exams for my classes and training for the supercard and after it, I am free and clear to come to Houston.”

“I am going to hold you to that Princess.  But I have to go now because I have a meeting so I will see you in Vegas at Into the Void.  So save a room for me,” says her father before he reaches for the screen.  “Love you Sammi!”

“Love you too Daddy,” replies Sam as the window shuts and the conversation ends.  Taking only a moment to smile, she reaches once more for the remote and presses play once more.  The scene fades out on her picking up a book with her eyes intently on the screen where Bughead (Riverdale shipping Betty and Jughead…happy sigh) can be seen kissing.

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An exercise room at University of Nevada.
Friday May 18

BREAKING NEWS – There is an active shooter situation in a school in a suburb of Houston Texas.  Death count is at ten with ten others injured.  We go next to …

Sam Marlowe’s attention is on the television that is hanging on a small shelf at the gym where she was slowly running on the treadmill there.  With her eyes glued to the screen, she stumbles before steadying herself and steps off the machine.  

“My god, that is horrible!” exclaims one gym patron as she points to the television.  Other voices join in as Sam rushes towards the television to better to hear what was being said.  Hearing the name of the high school, Sam’s face goes white.  

Grabbing the towel that she had draped over the machine, she heads towards the change rooms.  Once inside, she pulls out her cell and dials a number.  Pacing slowly she stops as the phone is picked up at the other end.

“Bobbi, what school is your little brother at?” demands Sam in a worried voice.  “I heard about the school shooting in Houston and my first thought was about you and your brother.”

A quiet panicked voice is heard over the speaker as Sam’s friend Roberta replies.  “He’s safe Sammi but he’s all jacked up with worry about his friends.  If you ask me something should be done about this!”

Sam’s shoulder drop in relief before she nods at the anger in her friend’s voice.  “I am glad he is safe.  Hang on for a second…” Sam looks at the number of an incoming call and puts her friend on hold to answer the second call.

“Sam, it’s Pussy, I wanted to talk to you about an interview about the upcoming supercard and wanted to see if you could do it today,” asks the SCW Interviewer.  

“Yeah Pussy, I have a few things I want to say and it would be great to talk to you.  Give me an hour and I am all yours.”

“Okay I will text you where to come to meet me.  Talk to you soon,” says Pussy who hangs up quickly.  Sam presses the button to return to Roberta.   “Bobbi, I have to go, got an interview to do but keep me in the loop with what is going on at home okay?”

“Sure Sam, good interview and we can talk later,” answers Bobbi as she hangs up the phone.

An hour later, Sam is changed and dressed rather plainly.  With her hair pulled up in a high ponytail, she has a look of concern on her face as she appears to be reading her cell phone.  Pussy Willow stands and waves at Sam to get her attention.  “Hey Sam!  Over here!”

Sam looks up at her friend and offers a half smile as she moves through the crowd and then slides into the booth at the restaurant.  Pussy hands her a menu before scrambling through her purse for her mini camera and sets it on the table.  A waitress comes over and takes both women’s orders as she pours out a glass of water for each.  

As the waitress leaves, Pussy picks up the camera and begins to film Sam who holds up her hand in front of the lens.  “Look I know you want to get an interview in and trust me I am sure that I need to talk about my match but can we do the whole camera thing next week.  Right now I want to talk about something else if you don’t mind?”

“But Sammi, next week is going to be crazy for me.  Tell you what, you talk then we get the interview.  But let me film it ok?” asks Pussy.

“Actually, you are right.  What I have to say is something that I need to you get and pass on for me,” answers Sam, a soft half smile crossing her face.  “Let’s get this going.”

Pussy pulls the camera back up once more and focuses it on Sam who leans forward, her arms crossed on the table in front of her.  “I want to send a message to the kids at Sante Fe High and the people in Houston.  Houston is my hometown and I had friends that attended that high school and who have family there.  I want to let you know that my heart and thoughts are on Houston.  It wasn’t that long ago that Houston was the site of a natural disaster and now they are the victims of a horrific school shooting.  So I have a message and that is #Houstonstrong and know there are people in this world who bring evil into the world but there are so many more that are standing behind you in Santa Fe high school and Houston.”

Pussy lowers the camera slightly to give Sam a sympathetic look before bringing the camera up once more.  “Now that you have that message sent, don’t you think that maybe you might want to send a message to Brittany Williams?”

Sam lifts her finger to wag it at Pussy.  “Okay okay, I will talk about my match if it will make you happy.”

“Okay Sammi, answer me this then,” Pussy begins, “We all saw what Brittany did to her mother or Christina Rose at Climax Control and believe me she is as vicious as they come.  So are you ready for what might happen in the ring at Into the Void?”

“If you think that I haven’t been preparing for this match Pussy, then you don’t know me very well.  I have been quiet and I have been getting ready for the fight of my life.  I saw what Brittany did to Crystal Hilton…and it is Crystal Hilton…which only brings me to question one thing and that is why in the bubble does Brittany think she needs to do what she does.  Acting the big bad is only going to get her one thing and that is the beating of her life.  I have realized something Pussy.  I realize that I hate hypocrisy and that is all I am seeing from Brittany.”

Pussy gives Sam a look of surprise to hear such comments.  “What are you saying Sam?  You think that Brittany Williams is being a hypocrite?”

“You bet your life I am Pussy.  I mean great for her winning the opportunity at my title but in reality, she thinks she is so much more than the bombshell Roulette title.  And I bet you that if she doesn’t beat me she is going to claim that she should be in the Bombshell title match because she was able to beat her mother,” says Sam with a vengeance, her hands clasping into fists on the table.

Pussy thinks about it and then asks another question.  “So what have you got planned for Brittany in that ring?  And don’t hold back.”

Sam thinks for a moment as she sips at her water.  Setting it down right in front of her, she keeps her hands wrapped around it as she thinks of what she wants to say.  Pussy uses the close up on her as Sam begins to speak.

“I am not your mother Brittany but there is something completely different between her and I and that is I am mentally prepared to do whatever is decided in that spin of the wheel.  And regardless of what the match stipulation is, I am going to be putting one hundred and ten percent into this title defense and I promise that I will not be leaving empty handed when all is said and done.  I am going to defend the Bombshell Roulette title as if it was the most coveted title in Sin City Wrestling because believe it or not, for me, it is the most coveted title.  And there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do to retain at Into the Void.  So Brittany, prepare for a fight because I am going to be bringing it to you.”

Pussy is about to say something else when the waitress returns and sets down a burger in front of Sam and a salad before Pussy.  As she does, Sam gives her friend a sad smile.  “Let’s eat Pussy, I have a plane to catch in a bit, I am going down to Houston for a quick trip to offer my support to the kids of Santa Fe High School and see if there is anything I can do for them.”

Pussy nods and puts the camera down.  “All right Sam, will do.  But you owe me big time.”

Sam laughs and nods.  “You got it.  Next week, pick a day and we will spend it together and you can have your exclusive.”

“DEAL!” agrees Pussy.

The pair laugh as they begin to eat.  The scene fades on the two talking about the shooting and how the gun control discussion will be brought up again and another round of lobbying will be happening with this school shooting.

NOTE:  My heart goes out to the friends and families of the victims of the Santa Fe High School shooting and my thoughts and prayers are for all those affected by this horrible event.

[Kate Steele]

 Osaka, Japan
Willco
Off Camera
A Britt To The Past
Present Day


Brittany Williams could only look at that time machine that was in front of her. She took a long sigh and a deep breath as the team started working on her unit. Her Auntie Jenny walked into the room with her Kimono on as she smirked at her niece. She checked over some paperwork as she glanced back at Brittany. The 17 year old teenager could only close her eyes as she looked back at her aunt.

“Are you sure you want to do this Brittany? Last time I was going to send you out you chickened out. You really don’t have to go about this time traveling thing.”

“NOOO!!! I really want to do it this time. After everything I have been through with my mother it seems like it’s my only choice of action. Besides you saw what I did to my mother on Climax Control. It’s not like this silly adventure could possibly change how I feel about her.”

Jenny nods her head as she just continues to smile. She looks at her niece running her fingers through her hair.

…Right… Jenny Brittany you don’t have to lie to me. I raised you and I can tell when you just aren’t telling the truth. So tell me what’s wrong pumpkin, why do you hate your mother so much?!”

Brittany just shakes her head in disgust as she sighs in return.

“You just don’t understand! It’s always about my mom. Her head is too far up her ass to see that she has a daughter in her life. She is only concerned with trying to move her career in her own direction and she really couldn’t give a damn about what I am going through. No that was never important to her and I honestly don’t think I ever was. As long as she is around I just have a feeling she will never want to pass the torch. She’s afraid of me and what I will become so if she wants to run away from me so much. I might as well take the very thing that means everything to her. Her livelihood, her movie studio among everything else! It’s all eventually going to be mine so I might as well speed up the process!”

Jennifer just shakes her head in utter disgust as she glances back at her niece.

“I don’t think you really understand at what your mother has been through, and there’s a part of me that doesn’t think you will. Perhaps maybe you should see it for yourself and I am not going to send you alone…”

Brittany raises her eyes in return.

“What do you mean you aren’t going to send me alone?”

“You heard what I said Brittany. When I gave you the stocks to my American company you promised me that you would do what I wanted and right now I think I should have you cash in on that promised. I am going to send you with some backup. Someone that is going to help you stay on the right track so you can get a true understanding of how important everything is…”

Brittany nods her head smirking.

“And what exactly did you have in mind? You aren’t going to send Rachel with me are you, because if that’s the case I don’t think that is going to help you any. I never really cared for Rachel and she would only just get in my way.”

Jenny rolls her eyes with a wicked grin.

“Who said anything about sending Rachel? I have something way better someone that I know is going to get you to focus properly…. I do believe you won’t have a problem with me sending your best friend along with you…”

“You mean Ryleigh?!”

Brittany says loudly and as soon as she says her name Ryleigh Knite is could be seen being accompanied by some of Jenny’s workers. The blonde smiles as she is standing in front of Brittany as she has a wide grin on her lips.

“Hey Brittany…”

Brittany smirks as she looks back at Ryleigh.

“Hey there… So it looks like the both of us will be able to enjoy this together…”

Ryleigh just sighs as she looks back at her best friend.

“Honestly Brittany I don’t think you understand how important all of this is. We have been gifted with this time machine as a way to really take heed of what happened in the past so we can have a better future…”

Jenny nods her head as she glances at Brittany.

“EXACTLY!!! One thing you really can’t do is change the events of the past! Any major difference to the past could have a devastating impact on the future. You are merely to learn some things without getting too involved. The order of natural events needs to happen as they would. I am not saying you can’t impact small things but just carry on like normal. Do not exploit any loop holes… Just observe and find out about the makings of your past….”

“Fine Auntie Jenny you don’t have to lecture me! I know what I am doing, just send me already…”

Jenny smiles as she looks back at Brittany.

“Good… I was hoping you would say that. Anyway the place I will send you is a place where the time machine can stay hidden. There’s a cloaking device attached so just make sure you keep it cloaked when not using it. Anyway we are going back to the year of 2000….”

Brittany’s eyes open in amazement as she chuckles.

“Wow I was about conceived around that time…”

“EXACTLY I just want you to see how your mother was like when she was pregnant… How much she cared for you before you were even born. I know it will be a lot to take in but I assure you that you will definitely have a sudden change of heart or at least be on the path to doing so. You girls ready?!”

Ryleigh nods her head with a chuckle as Brittany just sighs in return.

“As ready as I am ever going to be. Just send us already!”

Jenny chuckles as Ryleigh steps into the machine and sits down beside Brittany. Jenny smiles at both of the teenage girls as she waves at them.

“Enjoy your trip and thank you for flying air Jenny!”

With that Jenny steps away as her workers start doing their jobs. A few moments go by and eventually things start to shake things seem to be getting hectic and eventually the machine moves violently. The machine manages to move through time and after a bumpy landing it seems like we are someplace totally different. The machine opens up and we can see Brittany and Ryleigh emerging from it. They shake themselves off as Brittany yawns before pushing the button on the time machine to hide it from others. She glances over at her best friend as she looks around.

“Where exactly are we?!”

Ryleigh shrugs her shoulders.

“Where, shouldn’t the question be when?!”

Brittany nods her head in agreement as she glances at what’s ahead of her in the distance. It’s a place she actually remembers quite fondly. It’s none other than Martin Luther King Jr. High School. The high school that her mother and father had attended back in Detroit Michigan, Brittany smirks as she grabs Ryleigh by the hand and makes a run for the school.

“My mother attended that school we have to go!”

“…Okay but stop grabbing me so tightly!”

The two made their way into the school and they were all smiles as they couldn’t believe that they had actually traveled through time. The two walked through the crowed hallway of the school and that’s when they could hear some commotion coming from one end of the hallway. They quickly ran in the direction of it and they could see two girls shoving another girl against a locker. Brittany just stands and watches as the girls torment the other girl.

“Well if it isn’t the half breed slut. You just couldn’t keep your legs closed now could you?! You should feel ashamed being pregnant and in high school!”

“Just another sad statistic… If you know what’s good for you, you would give us your lunch money…”

The girl had a voice that was familiar to Brittany. The girl that was getting bullied was none other than her mother Crystal Hilton except she seemed to be about 17 years younger. Christina was nervous as she threw hands up.”

“Please don’t hurt me… I don’t have any lunch money, my family doesn’t make enough and….”

One bully smirks as she snatches the glasses off of Crystal’s face and throws them to the ground.

“I bet these glasses are worth quite the penny aren’t they? If your family can afford you glasses I am sure they could spare you some lunch money. There is no reason to question it seeing as you WON’T HAVE ANY GLASSES!!!”

“BUT I CAN’T SEE WITHOUT MY GLASSES…Please I’m pregnant don’t hurt my…”

Before teenage Crystal could say anything else that is when Brittany rushes over and she immediately punches one of the girls in the face. The other girl glances over at Brittany and that is when Ryleigh immediately gets involved. The two girls from the future are fighting the two bullies in the past. The commotion is enough to gain the attention of some security guards who quickly rush onto the scene and they separate the four from fighting one another. The two bullies are ripped away as they are dragged away by the guards.”

“Just wait until after school we are going to fuck you up!”

Brittany just smirks as she shakes her head.

“If that’s how you feel then so be it! But you will get rocked if you mess with me!”

The girls are finally pulled away and now we are left with Brittany and Ryleigh glaring at Crystal who just looks back at the two of them. She holds her belly as she is clearly showing. She takes a long deep breath as she walks over to Brittany and gives her a long passionate hug.

“Thank you so much you have no idea how much it means to me. You not only protected me but you were looking out for my baby and that means the world…”

Brittany just keeps her eyes locked on her mother just sighing as she nodding her head.

“Don’t mention it… I was just protecting my fut…. I just didn’t want bullies to pick on somebody is all.”

Crystal smiles as she walks over to Ryleigh and gives her a hug as well…”

“I am sorry for being so rude. I don’t believe I caught your names. My name is Christina Hilton….”

Before Christina could finish her thought that is when a man walks onto the scene he is accompanied by a girl. The man smirks as he looks at Christina before turning his attention to Brittany.”

“Thanks for looking out for my girl. Her name might be Christina but I like to call her Crystal because she has that sparkle in her eyes…”

Brittany rolls her eyes as she shrugs her shoulders.

“…Right….”

Before Brittany could say anything else that is when the woman next to Todd immediately grabs Brittany and pushes her hard against the lockers.

“I know you didn’t just roll your eyes at my brother!”

“JENNY… Relax she helped Crystal, and as far as I am concerned anybody who helps Crystal is a friend of mine so take it easy….”

Jenny loosens her grip as she looks over at Crystal making sure she is okay. Brittany dusts herself off as Ryleigh just stands there not knowing what to say. The man however smiles as he looks at Brittany.

“Wow… You are a cutie… You must be new here… I don’t believe I caught your name but I know you must want to know my name. My name is Todd Williams and just in case you might forget…”

Todd writes his name on a piece of paper along with a cell phone number. Brittany however grabs the piece of paper as she tosses it to the side.

“Yeah… Not interested. I can’t go for a man who would openly hand his number to another girl while his own girlfriend is standing right there. Besides you don’t have to tell me who you are. I heard all about you and your reputation. Todd and Jennifer Williams, future heirs to the Williams Legacy and all of Willcorp. Yeah I am not that stupid and I don’t need to be clued in. You both are the children of criminal syndicate mastermind Roman Williams…”

Todd is a little taken back as Jenny just gets closer to Brittany with an evil grin on her face.

“Baby bro can I just kill her now or at least give her a swirlie and flush her head down a toilet?!”

Brittany smiles as she looks at Jenny.

“Wow… You really were a totally different person…”

Jenny is a bit taken back not knowing what to make of what Brittany just said. Todd however just giggles as he looks over Brittany.

“Seems like you really do your research, I don’t know if I can trust you or not. After all you could be a spy that my father sent but it’s whatever. You saved Crystal and all that matters. If anybody messes with you we will have your back. Come on Jenny let’s go before we are late to class…”

With that Todd and Jenny walk away leaving Brittany alone with her mother. Ryleigh looks over at Brittany with a smile.

“And I guess I will be taking my leave for a while. I will leave you two to be…”

With that Ryleigh walks away leaving Brittany to confront her teenage mother in Crystal. The two just glance at one another as Brittany seems uneasy while speaking to her mother.

“Anyway I don’t believe I caught your name…”

“My name is Br…. Jessica…. Jessica is my middle name but most of the people know call me by that…”

Crystal’s eyes open wide up as she smiles at the car.

“I just want to thank you for everything Jessica. I am pregnant with a girl and I had planned on having Jessica as my girl’s middle name. I always was fond of that name. Brittany Jessica Williams…. That’s going to be my baby girl’s name…”

Brittany just stands there not knowing what to say as she sighs in return.

“Is something wrong?!”

“No… not at all…”

“I know you are probably looking at me with disgust because I am a victim of a teenage pregnancy but to be honest I never really had that many friends here. I found something with Todd and I know people would look down upon him but besides Stephanie he is really the only one who believes in me.... I know he might seem like a jerk but behind all of that he’s a big softie and I know we are meant to have a promising future together…”

Brittany just seems disgusted as she rolls her eyes.

“Right… If you feel that’s what’s in your future by all means go for it. You could actually go on to get married like 4 times for all you know.”

“I am definitely not that type. I am a one man woman. Anyway the only thing that is really important to me is my daughter… I know I should be in a position where I should contemplate abortion however that would be unfair to my little girl. I see a promising future ahead of her. I know I could get rid of her and go on to have that dominant softball career. I am a number one prospect scouts all over the United States are looking at me but in all honesty u rather just focus on making sure things are okay for my daughter. As long as she has a successful life it doesn’t matter what happens to me…”

“What do you mean it doesn’t matter what happens to you?! How could you put the needs of someone else before your very own, especially when it comes to your future daughter…”

Crystal just shrugs her shoulders as she looks back at the girl.

“Because that’s simply mother hood. I mean at least I hope I do the right thing for her. I am having a child very young . I am in the one who put myself in this position so I am the one that really needs to find the solution. Whatever happens I am going to do my best. There is no right or wrong answer on being a great mother. As long as Brittany grows up to be a healthy child that’s all that really matters to me in the end…”

Brittany seems a little taken back as she crosses her arms.

“Well how would you feel if your daughter somehow ended up doing things better than you have in your life? How would you feel about it?”

Crystal smiles as she rubs her tummy.

“If that ends up happening deep down I would be proud, A mother wants their child to achieve more things than they ever did. If Brittany manages to do that I would be the proudest parent on the planet. I might not be able to show it but I would be happy. After all she’s my flesh and blood so any achievement of hers would also be mine. It would also add onto my legacy and that would be a beautiful sight don’t you agree?”

Brittany shrugs her shoulders as she looks back at Crystal.

“Thank you… I needed to hear that… Mo…. Christina…. I just want to say thank you for this. Honestly you have no idea at how much all of this means to me…”

“Don’t mention it… It’s a pleasure meeting you. Now you should reconnect with your friend… I have a feeling she’s up to no good…”

With that Brittany offers a slight chuckle as she walks away glancing back at her mother with a long sigh. She really needed this visit to see some things for herself.





Public Blog
In The Mind of B Brat
Securing My Legacy

What’s up all of you SCW fanatics out there! Can I just say from the bottom of my heart that Climax Control was absolutely amazing! Wouldn’t you all say so? I went out there to that ring in that falls count anywhere match and I did what I do best and showed everyone that I have all of the ability in the world to simply win. That’s right! I secured my own damn legacy. I beat the snot out of three scrubs and now I get what I am really after. I have now positioned myself to have a one on one match against the likes of Sam Marlowe and it’s only a matter of time before I beat the unholy hell out of her and I get to stand before all of you as the newly crowned Roulette Champion!

Doesn’t that just sound amazing?

Isn’t that absolutely wonderful?!

I know that my opponents are probably all jelly that they found themselves losing to a girl who just turned the age of 17 but that’s too damn bad. I showed the world that experience doesn’t mean a damn thing. My blood line is what is carrying me far in this business and I will trample over whoever to get what I want and at the end of the day that’s all that matters to me.

Besides that’s not the only impact I made on the night. I showcased to the world that I am not above doing anything to get to what I really want. I just took my very own mother out on television. I put my own mother in the hospital just to showcase that I want this more than anybody else out there and now Sam Marlowe gets to be my latest victim. She can get her shit rocked too and it’s not like she can do much to stop it either.

Sam Marlowe I know you must be really happy that you can stand before all of us as our Roulette Champion. You might think you are a woman of the people and you would damn near do anything to make all of the stupid fans happy but that’s where you are sadly mistaken. You shouldn’t be doing anything for anybody other than yourself.

Yet every time I see you tweeting or doing anything it seems like it’s nothing more than a publicity stunt. You are just a marketing scheme and for what exactly so you could shell out tons of merchandise to hungry sex deprived males that want to jerk off to your photos? You rather hide in a fucking arena so you can shell out more merchandise and you would rather be concerned by what’s going on with your make pretend BAE in Ben Jordan?

Give me a break I didn’t come here to do anything for the fans and I don’t give a damn if you are the poster child for everything merchandise in this company. I don’t give a damn if you have a habit of making SCW money after money. It still doesn’t change the fact that you suck. It doesn’t change the fact that you aren’t as good as you might think you are.

Ever since SCW has rebooted there has been something off about you. You aren’t the same woman who was wrestling in this company a year or two ago. You have fallen off and are nothing more than a scrub. I guess it all needs to come full circle when you lose to the likes of me.

I have no qualms in putting you on the shelf just like where your SCW Roulette Championship was resting when SCW was out of commission. You really have lost your way and it’s honestly a damn shame. You were among one of the very best in this company. You were amazing! You were the woman that people could get behind and may I even go and say you were the face of the bombshell division.

While evil women such as Mikah and my own mother were running rampant you were the one that stood out among everybody else. You were the one that Tommy Knox would always talk about at least from what I could remember, and it was just an amazing sight to behold.

What the fuck happened to you that caused you dropped off from where you were at?!

Did you just completely stop doing anything when SCW went out of business? At one point you were the woman who was balancing going to school full time and wrestling full time at the same exact time. You were the woman who was beating all of the big names in wrestling. Taking down women such as Mikah, my mother, and Mercedes Vargas. You beat women who are going to eventually be in the Hall of Fame, and yet you went from being in that position to now being where you are at right now.

If I didn’t know any better Sam I would say that you simply don’t have it anymore. I don’t think you even want to be a wrestler and maybe just maybe after I take the title away from you, you can run along and be in charge of their Merchandise department.

Hell you can be right there alongside my mother, her wanting to make excuses to being a journalist just like you want to be there for the fans to simply cover up the fact that you both don’t really have what it takes to compete in the ring full time again.

I know that’s what this is all about. Well guess what Sam you don’t have to worry because at Into the Void 7 you won’t have to be burden with being the Roulette Champion any longer because that title is coming home with me.

I plan to bring that belt right where it belongs and that’s right along my waist. After that happens you can spend the Roulette wheel as much as you want because it really doesn’t make a difference for me. I will be ready for whatever challenges await me. I will put everybody squarely in their places and I promise to everyone that you could catch me on Climax Control every single week rubbing in the fact that I am your champion and I will make you acknowledge that until you can’t fill yourself up with me.

I will take over the show and not in a way where some scrub like Mikah or even you might be seen backstage holding up a title, and assuming that you are doing your job making appearances with the belt.

OH no I will be out there issuing challenge after challenge, I will be talking shit because I came here to be a wrestler first and foremost. I came here to be a fighting champion, and I came here to rub it all in.

You Sam aren’t worthy of the belt that you hold and the moment that I won my match and you were caught slow clapping is the same very moment that you knew your days as champion were eventually going to come to an end.

What exactly is the reason for your big downfall? How did you suddenly start pressing the suck button so much? Nobody can drop off as much as you have. It just doesn’t make any sense.

I don’t want to hear excuses that it’s because of your grandpa biting the bucket and croaking because there was a time in my life where the legendary Pedro Lopez my Abuelo died and I could have faltered but you know what I did instead?

I kicked things up a notch. I played my ass off for my softball team and I led them to a championship game. It’s all about using fuel for all of the right reasons. If you view yourself as a victim then you have no reason to be a champion at all.

That’s one thing that I have learned about being in the Roulette division. You need to always expect the unexpected. You need to be at the top of your game no matter what comes your way and it all has to do with that precious wheel spinning so much. With the wheel of life you never what twists or turns it’s eventually going to find itself.

You just need to figure out how to deal with things and that’s why I am primed for this very moment. I am ready to go out there and take a hold of the world with my own hands. You aren’t worthy of being in this position because you simply don’t have that drive or desire anymore. You simply don’t have it in you and that honesty is a damn shame.

When I see you Sam I just see a bubbly woman who rather drown her life out in being an over the top happy go lucky woman for no reason. You rather live your life being excited and posting Disney girl GIFs.

Sorry but I think Melody Grace already has that thing copyrighted. You need to run along and do something else but you don’t have to worry because it won’t be long until you find yourself in that position. I will see you at Into The Void.

You better be ready because nothing will stop me from claiming what belongs to me.

This is the Lil Dream Machine making her dreams become a reality. Night, night and sweet dreams!

Get good girl because right now you simply aren’t ON MY LEVEL!!!!!




Off Camera
Manhattan, NY
Williams Corporation
Present Day

Brittany was clad in a business suit of some sorts as she was clad in a black one piece with a pink blazer on top. She wore a pair of heels and she smirked as she had a folder in one hand with a lawyer right by her carrying a briefcase. Ryleigh also stood next to her with a grin on her face as she glared over at her best friend.

“So what did you think of time travel? Wasn’t it just so amazing, after hearing what your mother had to say don’t you feel different about everything that went down or at least compassionate?!”

Brittany however cracked a wide grin on her lips as she stared back into the eyes of Ryleigh. She took a long deep breath as she slowly licked her lips.

“To be honest it inspires me more than ever to do what I am about to do. You heard what my mother said Ryleigh. She said this is all about her daughter being a much better person than she ever could have been. So that’s exactly what I am about to do. I am claiming my destiny right now! I am taking things into my own hand and I am going to show my mother and father that the girl they raised will surpass their legacy in every single way…”

Ryleigh shakes her head with a long sigh as she glances back at Brittany.

“I honestly think you are missing the point here. The reason you were given the chance to go back in time wasn’t to do what you are about to do. It was about you reestablishing your bond with your mother. You saw how Crystal was when she was confronted with those bullies. She was going to do anything in her power to protect you. Protect you in only way that a mother could. Obviously you cared because you got involved. You didn’t let the original events of the timeline play out….”

Brittany shakes her head as she stares directly into the eyes of Ryleigh.

“Don’t give me that shit. The only thing I did was protect my own future. Who is to say that those bullies wouldn’t have beaten her so badly and I would no longer be a thing in the present. I made sure I had a future to go to. My mother was weak back then. She let those people in high school torment her, and she was a fool to give up her softball career for me… She had offers for scholarships for damn near every major school in Michigan. Yet it all got flushed down the drain when she thought about me…”

“Right, and because your mother went down the path she went down. It caused her to chase after her biological father. It caused her to find him in a school of Mexico and join his ranks to she could develop into an amazing wrestler. The woman who had found a new passion in wrestling and stand before everyone as one of the best women wrestlers in the world today. If she didn’t do what she did it wouldn’t inspire you to do the things that you would go on to do…”

Brittany rolls her eyes as she glares daggers into Ryleigh.

“Right… It only taught me that I can’t depend on her to do what’s necessary to go on in life. Auntie Jenny however used to be so tough back in the day and what exactly happened to her? She got soft… She isn’t who she used to be… The person that Jenny was back then is the woman that I am aspiring to be. That is who I am to be in my future and nobody can tell me any differently…”

“Well if that’s how you feel I won’t be one to tell you what you should do or what you shouldn’t. All of those decisions are up to you in the end but you should be weary  that you shouldn’t turn your back on your mother or father because at some point in your life you may need them again…”

Brittany just shakes her head in utter disgust as she laughs back at Ryleigh.

“Don’t give me the story about the prodigal son…I doubt I would ever return to my parents especially considering what I am about to do. They aren’t even worth my time. I need to get what belongs to me at all costs Ryleigh and I hope you understand…”

“Look Brittany whatever happens you know I am your best friend. That won’t ever change. I am just telling you that I don’t think that any of this is right is all. You are better than this Brittany…”

“Anyway we don’t have time to chat Ryleigh… After all I have a company to claim and the more time we spend out here is the less time that I get to spend in with the board…”

With that the three figures slowly march their way into the meeting room for the Willcorp board of directors.  Brittany’s father Todd Williams who serves as the President of the company is all smiles as he is making out with his blonde wife Kimberly. Todd smiles as he sees his daughter walk into the room.

“Oh… What do we owe the pleasure of seeing my daughter here?”

Brittany however cracks an evil grin as she looks at the rest of the board. Her lawyer opens up a briefcase as she hands out papers to all of the members as the lawyer begins to speak.

“I rather us get right down to business. As you can see my client Ms. Brittany Jessica Williams has reached the age of 17 in which she is allowed to act upon her right as an owner of Williams Corporation with a stake of 20 percent of the shares…”

Todd nods his head smiling as he grins evilly.

“Of course she can… I made sure my baby was rich and would basically be set for life! That’s what happens when you are rolling in STRAIGHT CASH HOMIE!!!!!!!!”

The lawyer smiles as she continues to speak.

“However Ms. Williams has reached out to her Aunt Jenny who serves as the CEO of this company and due to an agreement Mrs. Jennifer Williams has made a deal with Ms. Brittany Williams and has traded Brittany her 31 percent shares of the company which makes Ms. Williams the majority shareholder of this company….”

Todd seems really upset as he quickly stands up and yells.

“This is fucking bullshit nobody has even heard from my sister in well over 6 months! There is no way that my kid is my boss, there is no way that she owns MY COMPANY!!!!”

Brittany smiles as she looks at her father.

“Dad you still will get paid after all you still have your 31 shares! You get to collect money so shut up but as far as the person in charge calling the shots you are now looking at the woman who will now be taking over the role as CEO for this company….”

“This is bullshit, you can’t do this Brittany! I am your father and…”

“SECURITY PLEASE REMOVE Mr. & Mrs. Williams out of this room. Mr. Todd Williams is really making me question his role as President…”

With that being said security guards quickly enter the room as they remove Todd and Kimberly from out of it. Brittany smiles as she slowly waves at them. She looks at the board smirking as she stands in the middle of the room and begins to speak.

“Now that we got that out of the way now it’s onward to my first real order of business and that regards the subsidiary of this company known as Rose Productions… You know the company that Christina Hilton loves to run over in Los Angeles. I feel that Christina really hasn’t been doing well in her role as the owner of Rose Productions. The company has been losing tons of money and we need to be in a position to make money. Christina is too distracted with trying to be a wrestler, personal assistant, journalist, and a movie star. It really hasn’t equated to anything and I feel as CEO of this company it is time to move on past the facade that is Crystal Hilton. Does anyone have any objections?! Good… So with that in mind I motion that we fire Crystal and remove her from her position as CEO of Rose Productions…”

Brittany smiles evilly and before she could say another word that is when we are treated to the loud sounds of heels banging against the floor. Heels that belong to Chloe Martin the current COO of Rose Productions. She offers a slight chuckle as she looks at everyone in the room.

“Hi Brittany…. I am so happy you decided to make me CEO of Rose Productions just like you promised me…”

“Actually you aren’t even invited to be in this board meeting right now…”

“Actually considering this has to do with Rose Productions I have every right to be here…”

Brittany yells at the top of her lungs as she glares daggers back at Chloe.

“No! You shouldn’t be here at all! This is my company and what I say goes! I run everything here and you don’t have to worry about anything related to Rose Productions because I plan to close it down! So no jobs for any of you so as I was saying I want to make a motion to vote on whether Rose Productions will continue and seeing as I have 51 percent of this company and no one could overrule me. Rose Productions is officially c…”

Before she could carry on with her judgement it is at that moment when the door to meeting room opens up and Chloe has a very wide grin on her lips. Walking through the room with her long purple hair free flowing is none other than Crystal Hilton. She smirks as she struts her way into the room as she immediately takes over the scene.

“Mom!!! You are supposed to be in the hospital! I destroyed you and…”

Crystal brushes her off as the evil grin escapes her lips.

“ The name is Crystal Hilton not MOM!!! And if you plan on fucking with my lively hood and my movie studio you are fucking with me. Everyone has been clamoring for Crystal Hilton and you are going to get her!”

Brittany smiles as she looks at her mother before she turns her attention over to Chloe.

“It’s great that you are both here because I can tell you both at the same time you are f…”

Crystal snaps her fingers as she grins in return.

“Before you even say what you want to say I do believe Chloe has some things that she wishes to share with all of you… Go ahead Chloe…”

Chloe smirks as she glances at everyone in the room.

“The truth is that Jennifer and Crystal made a deal that if anything was to happen to Jennifer or if she was to sell her stocks Willcorp would be free of Rose Productions and all of the rights to the company would go to Miss Hilton in its entirety. Crystal and I made own deal. We are officially copartners of Rose Productions.”

“ I might be a bitch Brittany but I know those who put their all into everything that I do and we may dislike each other’s decisions but we have a respect for one another so you won’t be shutting anything down!”

Crystal grins evilly as she shows off some paperwork. Brittany however has heard enough as she cuts her off and begins to speak.

“So what you kept your stupid shitty company. It doesn’t matter to me. What you need to do is get the hell out of my company. As a matter of fact… SECURITY!!!”

Brittany smiles as she waits for the guards to enter the room but instead nothing happens as she stands there dumbfounded. A few moments go by and that’s when Crystal offers a wicked grin as she looks at everyone in the room especially at Brittany.

“As great as it sounds for you to yell security that simply isn’t going to work. You see Brittany I don’t know what paperwork you read but I have some legal documentation that reads in the event that you claim any major property which includes housing or even shares. You aren’t allowed to make any major decisions or touch it until you are the age of 18. Until you reach 18 years of age all decisions on your behalf are to be made by your mother. Last time I checked that would be me which means I AM THE ONE WHO OWNS 51 PERCENT OF THE COMPANY until you turn 18 next year. That means you do not past GO nor do you collect 200 dollars! You have nothing unless I say you have it. So as much as you wanted to try to get rid of me it’s not that easy…”

Chloe laughs as she looks at Brittany with a wicked grin.

“Maybe you should have read the fine print before you plotted all of this. Maybe just maybe you should have thought all of this through before you decided to break me. NOBODY CAN BREAK ME!!! I am Crystal Hilton, I am the SILVER SCREEN QUEEN and this is MY COMPANY!!! Now if you would excuse me I have a company to run!”

Crystal smirks as she looks at Chloe who has an arrogant expression on her face. Both of them wave at Brittany who just grabs Ryleigh by the arm and quickly yanks her out of the room.

“RYLEIGH!!! It wasn’t supposed to be like this!”

“I know but what are we supposed to do about it?! It’s not like we can…..”

Before she finishes her thought Brittany just smiles evilly as she looks back at Ryleigh.

“That’s exactly what we are going to do! We are going to change the past! We are going to the point where Auntie Jenny first handed us the documents. We are going to have her correct the part with my mother in it. She will be broken and I will fix all of this…”

“Or you could create one messed up paradox and who knows what consequences that might have on everything...You sure about this?!”

Brittany smiles glaring back at Ryleigh.

“Of course I am sure you only live once right? We can’t allow Crystal to be reborn. My mother needs to stay depressed. We can’t allow her to win and I will do everything possible to get the result I want…”

With that Brittany and Ryleigh both look at the meeting room as they slowly head back towards the time machine. Despite what consequences might be in their way it was definitely all worth the risk…




On Camera
My Legacy Starts Now!

The scene opens up and this time we are able to find Brittany Williams smirking as she looks deeply into the lens of a camera. She runs her hands through her long curly hair and is all grins as she is clad with a tiara over her forehead and is once again wearing that cape that represents royalty.

“You know what’s sickening? Hearing about this stupid royal wedding over and over again. Nobody honestly gives a shit and the only royalty that people should have their eyes open is none other than me. I am the princess of SCW. I am the third generation star and everyone else isn’t anywhere close to where I am in my career. I know for a fact that I am royalty and at Into The Void everything gets to be placed into perspective because I will walk into the home of SCW that precious Gold Coast Casino and I will beat the living shit out of one Sam Marlowe… I know somewhere deep in Sam Marlowe’s head she is just thrilled to be here. She is a people pleaser and she likes to put a smile on and act like she enjoys what she is doing…”

Brittany just shakes her head as she continues to pour her heart out for everyone to hear her.

“The reality is like I said before Sam Marlowe isn’t the same woman that was once feared in all of SCW. She came to this company as a threat. She was somebody who could be viewed as eye candy and people flocked to her because of how attractive she was. She didn’t get her big break by earning her way to the top. Oh definitely no… She got her break when Mikah chose her out of everyone to defend her title against. Mikah could have chosen anybody in the entire fed and she chose a new scrub in the form of Sam. Sam somehow managed to beat Mikah and in the process she was able to become the World Bombshell Championship. Somewhere along the way however she would quickly find herself losing to Mercedes only to get the title back and lose the title two weeks later. I guess you could say her World Bombshell reign was lackluster at best. Both of them honestly and out of all the people to lose your championship against it was against my mother of all people. You must really suck right?!”

Brittany shakes her head in utter disgust as she continues to pour her heart out in front of the camera.

“Yet as great as all of that sounds the reality is Sam Marlowe wouldn’t be fighting her way to get back to the top where she once was. The truth is she regressed. She went all the way back to the realm of the Roulette Championship. She became a bottom feeder and was now forced to go up against the others who really couldn’t hack it against the true main event talent in this company. You know how you got your big break into the Roulette division? You beat Jessie Salco… Out of everybody in this entire company you defeated Jessie Salco and that is far from being anything close that resembles great. You beat down the same Jessie who comes out to the ring every week demanding title shots and never really doing anything with them. The same woman who got carried to Tag Team gold with Amy Marshall. That is the woman that you beat and you could have showed yourself to be an amazing talent and yet you get beat by a noob in the form of Cadence Carter. What does that really make you Sam?”

Brittany shakes her head once again as she really can’t believe what she is saying.

“Sure you might have eventually won the title back and got to smile as you would be acknowledged as the final Roulette Champion for a while but my question is how could you let yourself fall to the bottom so much. You were born in 1993, you are pushing 25 years old. You aren’t anywhere close to your prime unless you already had peaked. If that’s the case there really is a problem because you simply don’t have it anymore. It just seems like everything has been changing for you. Last year you made it to the finals of Blast From The Past this year you really didn’t make it that far. You are getting beat by people you shouldn’t lose to and I think you are making a mockery of that title that is around your waist. I personally don’t have that issue. I know I am fully worthy of being the champion .I desire it more than anything else on this planet and I will pour everything I have into making sure that the championship comes home to me…”

Brittany paces back and forth before she speaks again.

“Besides it’s not like you could stop me even if you tried your absolute best. I am younger than you. I am pretty sure I am faster than you, and I have a lot more energy than you. I have been training for this very moment for a very long time and I won’t let anything step in the way of me accomplishing what’s in my very destiny. I am the present and the future of the Bombshell division and you my dear are simply a mere afterthought. Whatever you plan to say it’s not like people would really buy into it. You aren’t on my level and are unfit to be where I am at right now. I am willing to do whatever it takes to make sure that things go my way. You saw what I did to my own mother. I dropped her on her very own head, and if I could take the steps to do that to my own flesh blood just imagine what I have instore for somebody who isn’t even related to me. It means I am going to break you in so many ways. I am going to absolutely hurt you in ways you couldn’t fathom and with the rules of the Roulette it is going to be interesting considering it could be in just about any type of match… That’s what makes this fun to me and in my eyes it’s like we are playing one huge game of Mario Party…”

Brittany smiles wider than ever.

“Roll the dice and you never know what spot you might land on. You never know what might happen or how much the odds will be stacked in the favour of one or the other but you better believe I will be ready for whatever gets thrown at me. What you don’t understand is that I plan to go out and make history. I plan to be the youngest champion ever in SCW. How many people can say that by the newly turned age of 17 they are already in a position to be at the top of the world? Who can say they have earned their chance at gold? You can’t say that because your first title shot in this company came at the hands of being HANDED a chance. I went out there and TOOK mine for myself, and in the same way I am going to go out there and take your championship! That’s what is really bringing the smile to my face at the end of the day. I know I am better than you and it won’t be long until I can show the entire world why I am in fact better than you…”

Brittany licks her lips passionately as she continues to speak her mine.

“And after I get through you I am personally going to lay the challenge down to the likes of Cat Riley because if there is one thing I can’t stand doing in this company it’s losing. I had no business in losing to her to begin with and that’s a thought that still haunts me to this very day. I am not going to be a walk in the park. I beat Lucy Seraphina to get to this match. The same Lucy who was at one point an Internet Champion and a Bombshell Tag Team Champion. I beat somebody with a championship pedigree to stake my claim at your title and I won’t let this moment get dried up in the sun just because I wasn’t ready. I have been groomed for this very business. I have had the very best in teachers. Teachers ranging from my Grandfather the great Pedro Lopez, to my father in Todd Williams, to my Aunt Jennifer, and even though I don’t really like her. You can’t deny that my mother was also great in the ring. I feel I have the best of all worlds and when you mix them all of them together you get the likes of me… The likes of my amazing wrestling talent gracing the ring…

That in itself will sell seats it will make people enjoy and there isn’t a damn thing that you could do to stop it. What are you going to do when all of this is confronted with you. How are you going to deal with stepping in the ring with somebody who better than you? You think you are ready to handle what I am bringing to the table. Do you even think you have what it takes to fight me Sam? To be honest I don’t think you have it anymore. I doubt you will be able to channel  what brought you to the championship in the first place. The main difference between the both of us is I am willing to do whenever and whatever it takes, and you lack that killer instinct. You are simply a pushover and are far from being what you need to be to keep the title around your waist. Maybe that’s why you keep losing championships very early into your reigns. You need to find a way to put life behind you so you can focus to the business at hand inside of the ring.

I already showed I could destroy my own mother. I even proved to the entire world that I would step in the ring with my step mom to be in order to get what I want. I could be called a bitch, a brat, among every other obscenity in the book and it really doesn’t bother me. If it all results in me winning the championship than by all means it was all worth it. There is no leap or bound I won’t be able to make in order to bring the title around my waist. I am a woman with everything to gain and you are the woman with everything to lose. Once you lose to me you will be completely at rock bottom and it might be look completely embarrassing to lose to a 17 year old girl. It really does sucks to be you doesn’t it? Level up… I am changing the game and you are simply old news. Bow down to wrestling royalty… See you in the ring Sam, Don’t let me down and more important don’t let yourself down. Try to keep up will you?”

Brittany smirks as she waves into the camera and it’s on that smug grin that we slowly fade out on.

[Crystal Zdunich]

 


Off Camera
Williams Corporation
Takes Place After Crystal’s RP

To say that the meeting at Williams Corporation went the way that Brittany had envisioned it would be an understatement. Things seemed to be going in ways that she didn’t want them to go. Brittany now had to wait until she was 18 to get what should have been rightfully hers. She could feel her mother  hugging her tightly and after the compassionate hug she slowly backed away from Crystal. She dusts herself off as she lets a wicked grin escape her lips.

“Yeah you love me but I am not being sentimental! Whatever you think this is that’s happening between us is really far from the truth! I will eventually beat you and it’s not just going to be in the ring. I am going to surpass you in everything that I do. I may not have the height yet but that won’t stop me from conquering everything that is destined for me…”

“Like I told you before Brittany you better make sure that you bring it! You can talk about this as much as you want but until I am fully ready to pass you that torch and give you that rite of passage I still got a lot more in this tank. I am still going to go all out to prove my worth, and I am not going to stop. I still have much more to accomplish like becoming a three time champion! Do you even know how much that means to me?!”

Brittany just chuckles as she shakes her head in disgust.

“I don’t think you fully comprehend what I am telling you mom. Even if you think you have won I can simply just redo the same thing over and over again until I get the result that I want! I can learn from my mistakes and just do everything all over again. It’s as simple as that…”

Crystal raises her eyes as she glares back at her daughter and seems to be a little taken back by what she just said to her.

“And how exactly do you plan on doing that?!”

Brittany however smirks as she touches her mother on the back.

“That in itself is my secret. Something you clearly don’t have to worry about. All you need to know is that things will go the way that I want them to go. You must think you have me all figured out but I don’t think you can even fathom what’s really going on.”

Crystal seems befuddled as she just takes a deep breath smiling back at her daughter.

“Right… You are really creeping me out. As much as I would love to stay here and chat with you I do have a fiancé to get home to. This was fun Brittany but let it be known I do know when we see each other in public we will be enemies…”

“You got that right and I will do everything in my power to make your life a living hell. I will break you and get my birth right…”

Crystal nods her head.

“Sounds fine with me just make sure you are really ready for that decision because I don’t plan to hold back just because you are my daughter. You did give me a concussion after all and nothing should go unpunished…”

With that Crystal walks away leaving Brittany by herself in the hallway. It isn’t long before she is reunited with her best friend Ryleigh. Ryleigh is all grins as she walks over to where Brittany is standing and glares into her eyes.

“So what’s the plan Brittany? You want to go back to the day Jenny gave you the papers in the first place?!”

Brittany however shakes her head with a smirk.

“No that’s not necessary I rather wait to see how things play out. What I do want to do however is maybe take a glance into the future. After all going to the past could change some key elements in the present and we don’t want to disturb things too much. I rather focus on what could be and see if things go exactly how I had hoped they would be…”

Ryleigh seems amazed as she looks back at Brittany.

“You think that’s safe?! Do you really want to go that far… I mean what if you don’t like what the future has to present to us? What if things aren’t the way that you had hoped they would be… What if it’s something that we really shouldn’t know until the time presents itself. I know the future seems cool and all but it could grant us even deeper consequences!”

Brittany smirks evilly as she looks at Ryleigh.

“Don’t tell me that you are a chicken… If you aren’t up for it you can stay behind and I will have no problem in making the trip myself. You might be afraid because maybe your future isn’t the way you think it’s going to be!”

“Nuh UH!!! My future is going to be amazing!”

Ryleigh says with a grin as she looks back at Brittany.

“Come on let’s just go to the time machine already!”

Brittany smiles wide as she nods her head in agreement as she glances back at her best friend.

“Good that’s what I wanted to hear from you. I have been waiting for this moment and even though I know my mother talked my head off in the hallway about how she loves me and all of that stupid gibberish the future is what life is about. You could say the future is like spinning that Roulette wheel. You really never know what’s going to happen. You don’t know what it’s going to land on and it’s unknown. It’s an unknown thing that I am curious about and being a little better prepared about what’s to come might just help us both in the long run don’t you agree?!”

Ryleigh thinks about it for a few moments before she slowly nods her head in agreement.

“I guess you do have a point… Come on there’s no reason to delay this any further let’s just go so we can figure things out already…”

Brittany nods her head with a wicked grin as she leads Ryleigh to a special room in the corporate building. The two of them take a secret elevator until they are confronted with their time machine. They both step into it as Brittany smirks.

“Ten years into the future shouldn’t hurt… You ready for this Ryleigh?!”

Ryleigh ndos her head with a grin.

“As ready as I am ever going to be…”

Brittany turns a few nobs she takes a huge deep breath as she makes sure they are both strapped in tightly. With a few button clicks the time machine does its job. After a bunch of rumbling and shaking they both look at the digital display where it reads May 22nd 2028. Brittany cracks a grin as she looks at Ryleigh.

“Looks like we are here…”

Brittany says with a wicked grin as she steps out of the machine. Ryleigh looks back at her best friend as she takes a look at her surroundings before turning her attention over to her best friend.

“So far it doesn’t seem much has changed in 2028… At least the area for the time machine is the same…”

The moment they leave the room however is a very different story. They walk into a new corridor and the floor has tiles that has the initials BJW written all over it. Brittany immediately grins as she nods her head back at Ryleigh.

“Look my initials are on the floor! That’s always a great sign right?!”

Ryleigh slowly smirks as she glances back at Brittany.

“Seems like you are a very popular person. I hope that translates to be a great thing for you…”

With that being said the two teenage girls begin to walk down a hallway as they both have smiles on their faces. As soon as they turn a corner  that’s when they quickly hide as they can see a bunch of people wearing suits and they slowly overhear their conversation.

“I can’t believe she has you working on that project when are you going to have time for your family?!”

“I really don’t know but she told me she didn’t care. If the project wasn’t done she is going to fire me and find somebody else. My wife is in the hospital with cancer, I have five kids at home. What am I supposed to do? If i don’t go to work I won’t have any money to provide for them…”

The other worker just shakes their head sighing.

“I heard she once fired somebody for spilling some soda on one of her favorite outfits… Ever since she took over this company it seems like it’s been all work and no pleasure. At least when Jenny and Todd were around they would hold company events but Brittany is obviously nothing like them. It’s all about the business and her money and if you cause her to lose any bit of it she wants nothing to do with it…”

The teenage Brittany opens her eyes in amazement as she glances back at Ryleigh.

“Wow I sound like an absolute Bitch. They all hate me…”

“I mean I can’t disagree with you there but don’t get caught up in it. After all it’s only the future you can still change what happens before it even happens!”

Brittany nods her head smiling.

“I guess you have a point and…”

Before Brittany could say anything else the people in the hallway continue to talk.

“And don’t you dare call her Brittany it’s Ms. Williams…”

“Really a shame that she is too involved into her work that she hasn’t found any love...She probably never will either…”

Brittany just sighs as she decides to walk down the hallway. The people glare at her as they seemed stunned.

“Ms. Williams I am so sorry… “

“Yes… We weren’t lounging around. I just had to use the restroom really quick…”

Brittany however just shakes her head as she glares at all of them before another worker says something.

“Something looks different about you, since when did you decide to wear your hair curly again?!”

Brittany is really taken back a bit as she glares at all of them before she replies.

“Look whatever I did I just want to say that I am sorry! Feel free to take the rest of today off. Hell take off the week! Just please don’t hate me!”

Everyone looks stunned as they look at the teenage version of Brittany. They immediately glare at her as they welcome her with silence before somebody starts speaking.

“Are you feeling okay?! You sure you don’t need a visit to the Emergency room?!”

“Look I said TAKE THE FUCKING WEEK OFF… Don’t make me repeat it again or else I am going to stick Ryleigh on you!”

Everyone turns their attention to Ryleigh before they seem like they saw a ghost and they quickly high tail it. Ryleigh looks at Brittany shrugging her shoulders.

“That was weird…”

“I don’t know Ryleigh let’s just ignore it, anyway let’s just meet my future self and get this over with!”

With that the two continue to walk down the long corridor until they reach a huge door that has the initials BJW on it. Brittany doesn’t bother knocking as she just swings the door open and sitting behind the desk is none other than Brittany’s future self. Future Brittany has long straight hair and she immediately yells as the two girls start walking close to her.

“What did I tell you girls about entering this office before knocking? Do I really need to fire somebody today! I am the CEO of this company and I could have been in the middle of something important!”

Brittany however shakes her head in disgust as she walks towards her future self.

“First and foremost I don’t know who you think you are talking to like that but I will not be disrespected! If this is how I am meant to be in the future then you can be assured that this will never be…”

Future Brittany seems befuddled as she sees who exactly is coming near her. Both Brittany’s just glance at one another as Ryleigh just stands there dumbfounded.

“Are you two going to say anything or should I be the first one to speak?”

The future Brittany glares over at Ryleigh as her eyes open wide up and she immediately runs from around the desk and hugs her tightly.

“OMG RYLEIGH IS THAT REALLY YOU?!”

Ryleigh backs up a few feet as present Brittany talks.

“Okay you are going to explain yourself. At least say something to me so I could understand what’s going on. What exactly happened and why is Ryleigh so special?”

Future Brittany let’s tears drop from her eyes as she sighs in return.

“Ryleigh didn’t make it in my timeline… I remember when I was in your shoes, and I visited my future self. At that point I hated my family I wanted access to all of my fortune and I just couldn’t wait.  I wanted to see what life would be like if I eventually got what I wanted and look at me. I am my own boss. I developed the best operating system in the world for computers, and I have more money than I could ever imagine. I traveled so much in time constantly undoing things just shaping things in ways that favored me that I got what I wanted…”

“Good… If that’s the case why are you… Well me… Why do I turn out to become such a Bitch?!”

“Yet as much as I played with time travel I didn’t heed the words of my Auntie Jenny. Everything eventually caught up with me and I couldn’t undo Ryleigh’s death. She died tragically because I….”

Ryleigh quickly cuts her off as she holds her hand up.

“Please I don’t want to know… Whenever it’s meant to be it’s meant to be…”

“You died because I had to choose between the needs of my best friend and the needs of the company, and with the way my life was going I viewed my own personal well being and money to be more valuable than any friend… Later on I thought about undoing it but there was a major issue with the time machine and it blew up. The only one that could fix it was Auntie Jenny but she well…”

Teenage Brittany sighs as she glares back at her older self.

“Wow so even Auntie Jenny bit the bucket… What about mom and dad?”

“Oh I have no idea where dad is and as far as my mother goes last time I checked she was out on the streets somewhere.. I really lost track after I took her to court and sued her for every penny that she had…”

Brittany shakes her head in disgust as she walks up to her future self and slaps her as hard as she possibly could in the face.

“What is wrong with you?! I know I don’t like my mother at times but deep down she is still our mother! Deep down I love her and you just can’t do that to her. What about the wrestling career? How did that end up going?”

“Heh wrestling… I gave that up a long time ago… Why should I waste my time with wrestling when I have all the money in the world and…”

Brittany however shakes her head as she yells at herself.

“NOOOOO it’s not a waste! It’s our very bloodline! It’s the reason why our family is important to begin with and the reason why I started out on this journey was to surpass my mother as a WRESTLER! All of this just seems obnoxious. I have no qualms in being a Bitch but to view the company more important than everything else just seems dumb. I don’t want to become a version of scrooge. I don’t want to be what you become and I guarantee that if it came down to it I will never choose money over my friends especially not Ryleigh….”

“Right… You say that now… Look at you so young and so fired up. I remember when I was you. Hell I am you and as much as I vowed to not become myself I still ended up doing it. What makes you any different than me especially considering we are the same…”

Brittany just sighs.

“To be honest I don’t know but the difference is deep down I actually respect my mother… I may not like her but I respect her and the two of us have a deal. You just seem to be someone I don’t know and if I have my way you will never even exist because I will choose a different path…”

“Right… If that’s what you want to believe… I really wish you the best of luck, and Ryleigh please be safe….”

Ryleigh nods her head as she waves at them both.

“Look I’ll just be waiting in the time machine. Brittany… Well my Brittany I will be waiting for you….”

Ryleigh begins to walk away and that’s when the present day Brittany slowly looks at her future self.

“Look I already know what you are thinking but I promise I will save her… Even if I have to use the time machine to figure out what takes her away I won’t let it come to be. I will make sure that you find happiness… We will both find our happiness…”

Just be careful, you won’t like what you see. It really set me off and history is always meant to repeat itself no matter how much we don’t want it too…”

“But that’s the thing your past is my future… It hasn’t happened yet… I will figure this all out, and I won’t let Ryleigh know… You have my word I will fix it…”

Brittany smiles as she looks at her past self, and it’s at that moment that the future Brittany slowly starts to disappear. Williams Corporation as a whole starts to change. Whatever Brittany is thinking she is already changing her future that hasn’t happened yet and there’s no telling if that’s a good or bad thing. Brittany quickly runs to meet up with her best friend as the two of them make a journey back to the present day…




On Camera
Round and Round We Go

Everything comes into focus and as it does we are treated to the sight of Brittany Williams with a huge grin on her face. She smirks as she runs her fingers through her long curly hair. She turns her attention over to the cameras as she offers a wicked grin as she begins to speak.

“Once again Princess Brittany is standing right before all of you and it’s a glorious day indeed. I just want to say from the bottom of my heart that it’s going to feel absolutely amazing to be walking into the Gold Coast Casino because I will walk into the match as a princess but I will proudly emerge form this match as the Queen of the Roulette division. Sammi Marlowe in my honest opinion isn’t championship material. She just doesn’t have it in her to really go forward and do what’s necessary to keep that title around her waist. That’s where I come in however because I know for a fact that I can be an awesome champion. I know I have the ability, and the talent. After all it’s in my bloodline and I won’t let anybody tell me that I don’t have a future in this sport. Even if a part of me would probably rather go off and make money in a boardroom somewhere that will never be the case because wrestling is my livelihood, and it’s really the only place where I can embarrass my mother…”

Brittany smirks as she flicks her hair as she begins to speak some more.

“But it’s a Roulette division match which means that I am walking into the unknown… There’s no telling what kind of match I might find myself competing in. For all I know it could be a debate match, it could be something crazy, something witty, or something stupid altogether but I really don’t give a shit at what environment I might be walking into. The truth of the matter is that I was made to be superior in every single way and I have the ability to be better than all and greater than most. It’s that simple… I am young and I am always living my life on the edge so being in this very division puts me in my absolute prime because it honestly doesn’t matter to me. This is my very first chance at competing for gold and I am going to make the most of it…”

Brittany waves her fingers with a wicked grin.

“How many can say that they made their debut in this company by pinning a former World Bombshell and Tag Team Champion? I have that right and I know that was unexpected. Nobody expected this 17 year old girl to have done something on that level but that just goes to show you that I am more than ready to face anything. Granted i know things could have probably been a lot better than what they were. I could have poured alot more into that BFTP tournament but it was something I learned from. Me losing didn’t deter me from what I was really after because I still have found my way to competing on the super card. I still am in a position to win a championship and I can still build myself into being the prime focus in this sport and that’s exactly what I wanted…”

Brittany smirks as she nods her head.

“You want to know why I love the Roulette Championship? It’s a title that represent changing things up. When you walk into a Roulette match you have to go in there with a new mindset in every single outing. It’s not the same old, same old. It’s fresh, and it’s innovative just like me. That means you have to tailor your abilities to every single type of environment and that really peaks my interest. On top of that the Roulette Champion is the real workhorse of the company. While the World Bombshell Champion rarely gets booked the Roulette Champion is out there busting their ass week in and week out. They get to be seen in the ring the most and honestly that’s what this is about to me. That sense of notoriety. That sense of being seen for all of the public to see…

Sam I doubt you even have that anymore. You just don’t have it in you to go out there and wrestle as if your life depended on it. This may be your world for now but you were only a temporary champion. That is your only place in this company and you are merely keeping the title warm for somebody like me to just come in and take it away from you.”

Brittany offers a wicked grin as she slowly nods her head in agreement.

“When I win that title from you I will make sure to properly wash it. I will rid it of your stench and of your losing ways and I will bring the title to new heights. I will become the longest reigning champion in this company’s history and I won’t falter at all. With the Internet Championship being merged into another title that just makes the Roulette Championship more desirable. That means I need to get my hands on it and I need to raise it proudly above my head. For me winning is everything. I need to stand out on my own. I need to solidify the fact that I can do this wrestling thing without the help of others. I have been wrestling for a bit now and every time I have found myself in a title match I have always faltered in some way. I have always crumbled under the pressure and I never really was able to do what was needed to win…”

Brittany flicks her hair as she speaks some more.

“The big difference between now and then is I had my head far up my mother’s ass. I was trying to emulate her instead of trying to stand out on my own two feet. I looked at myself and was questioning why I didn’t have it in me to be the next Crystal Hilton, and that’s when I realized I was making the biggest mistake of my career. I shouldn’t try to be the next Crystal Hilton. I should have been focusing on myself. That’s why I decided to take my mother out. That’s why I decided to stand out on my own and that’s why I am going to walk into the ring with a newfound type of confidence. Sam I just want to say that I appreciate you talking me up. I am glad to that you know exactly who I am as a wrestler.

It makes me smile knowing that you respect my abilities but one thing you shouldn’t do is question if I can do it again. You shouldn’t question if I have it in me to beat you on Sunday. That alone is a stupid ideal and I know for a fact I can beat you. After all I just beat a former Internet Champion, I beat two former Tag Team Champions, and I beat a former World Bombshell Champion… I am a walking time bomb and I am just waiting for the simple chance to explode all over the competition. Of course that includes you and what you should be focused on isn’t if I am ready to beat your ass… What you should be focused on is how is life going to feel when you aren’t a champion anymore. How are you going to feel when you see that I have leveled up and have made it to the next level and just like in some video games your abilities and talents have regressed. What are you going to do with yourself at that point?!”

Brittany smirks as she looks at the camera and begins to speak some more.

“I know for a fact that I am better than you. You managed being a college student and a wrestler whereas which is important but I had to manage going to high school and of course wrestling. I am captain of my softball team plus I am the heiress to a multimillion dollar company. I think I had to deal with shit a lot more than what you have gone through. What is really fueling you to give you the strength to do what you need to do?!  Because i believe I already showed that I will do anything it takes to get the job done. Nothing is off limits when it comes to me, and I showcased that against my very own mother. As long as I believe in my own abilities nothing can tear me down. Especially not to some washed up scrub like yourself.

What makes me good Sam Marlowe?! I don’t have to beat around the bush… I am good simply because of the fact that I am me. You might be the Roulette Champion but it’s really only a temporary thing. After Into The Void you won’t be anything and you are going to lose your temporary fix and it will become my permanent solution. I plan to take the title away from you. If you really look into everything I don’t think you have the ability to simply win. You have constantly been dropping the ball. You haven’t been winning matches and seem to be one huge fuck up!”

Brittany shakes her head in disgust as she speaks again.

“So tell me Sam besides being a veteran in this business what gives you any right into actually thinking that you have what it takes to beat me?! How do you really know that you possess the talent to beat me no matter the circumstance or the situation because you been here already?!  I think you honestly need to get with the times because this division has long since surpassed you. The only reason you are even champion is because Jessie couldn’t compete for the title. You aren’t the same woman that you were a few years ago. Those days are long gone. And now the only thing that is making you relevant is the title that’s around your waist… But you don’t need to worry about that anymore because by Sunday it’s coming home with me! By Sunday that will be a thing of the best and I will be crowned as your new champion!

You better get ready because time is ticking and your days as champion are officially numbered. Try to keep up and stay on my level? If not you will get left behind. Good luck chump you are definitely going to need it…”

With that being said it’s on that image that we fade out on.

[Sam Marlowe]

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Sam Marlowe’s house.

There is the sound of a rustling in the bushes outside of a rather regular house.  A familiar blonde is standing at the front door yelling at the figure fighting its way through the bushes.  “You have to see if she is there!” exclaims the voice of Pussy Willow who has come off the steps to join the camera man who seems to be stalking towards a window.  Pussy stops him and motions for him to come back.  “She told me I would have her for the day and today I haven’t anything else to interrupt us so we are going to be spending the day with Sam Marlowe and I am going to do this documentary style.  Come on back and let’s get this started…”

The cameraman looks at Pussy and with a shrug, pulls himself out of the bushes with a few muffled curses and ows as he fights past the rosebushes under the window.  Scraped and poked, he mutters more words under his breath as he walks to the car and reaches into the backseat for a camera and microphone set up.  Turning back to the interviewer, he watches as she pounds on the door then turns back to the cameraman with a wink as he starts to film.  Slamming her fist against the door again, Pussy tries to get someone to answer the door before smacking her hand against her head.  “I almost forgot…I know where the spare key is…”

Inside the house, the banging of the fist of Pussy Willow on the door wakes a familiar redhead in a bedroom near the front of the house.  Rising up slowly from under a blanket, her red curls covering her face, Sam sleepily looks around the room wondering where the sound could have come from.  Hearing nothing else, she collapses back into the pillow with a grumbled sigh as she curls her arms around it to snuggle back into sleep.  A second pounding opens the eyes of Sam who moans as she slides her legs out of the bed to have them meet the floor slowly.  A third banging has Sam wide awake and reaching for something that is resting against the headboard.  

“Who could it be this early in the morning?” wonders Sam as she shoulders what looks like a silver aluminum baseball bat as she moves towards the door of her room.  Advancing towards the stairs, she hears someone rattling the door then a key scrape into the lock of the door.  Quickening her steps, Sam makes it almost to the door with the baseball bat raised to slam into the head or body of the person trying to get into the house as the large wooden door swings inward to reveal Pussy Willow.

“AGGGHHHHH!!!” screams Pussy as she sees the bat coming towards her with bad intentions.  Sam is able to at the last minute manages to pull it up so that it does not connect with her friend.  

“Hellfire Pussy, what are you tryin’ to do?” demands Sam as she lets the bat end slam against the foyer floor as Pussy brings one hand to her head and the other to her chest to make sure both were still safe.   Sam backs away and motions the cameraman inside as Pussy puts her hand on Sam’s shoulder.

“Last week Sammi, you told me that I would have a full day with you, you know a day in the life so to speak and I thought that today would be a great day to do it.  So here I am!” enthuses Pussy as she lets her hand move up Sam’s shoulder to pull her into a half hug before adding, “Surprised?”

“You could say that,” answers Sam as the cameraman films her.  Pushing her sleep tossed hair out of her face, Sam offers her friend a smile and then turns from under her arm and heads towards the kitchen before turning and beckoning to Pussy and the cameraman.  “Y’all want some coffee while I go upstairs and get decent?” Sam offers as they pad through the dining room to the kitchen.  

“That would be awesome Sam,” replies Pussy with a smile.  “Seriously though, you know that this week you have a heck of a match and well, I thought that we could film you preparing for your match against Brittany, you know documentary style and all that.  I could be the next big documentary maker.  So I figure we get ready, head to the gym then…”

“Ugghhh that isn’t how it is going to be Pussy, I got class this am.  But you are welcome to come with me to that and then sure, we can go and work out for the match.  I figured that I might need to bring in the big guns for this match and so I got a call into someone that is going to help me,” offers Sam as she opens up a cupboard and pulls down a couple of coffee mugs then fills them from the carafe of coffee.  Sliding one towards the cameraman, she places Pussy’s down in front of her.  “Sugar or cream?” she asks.

“Both thanks,” answers the camera man who generously scoops a couple of spoonful of sugar and a splash of cream into his coffee and then takes a sip only to sigh with pleasure.  Pussy reaches for the cream and slowly dribbles a small stream into the black coffee then half a teaspoon of sugar follows it.

“Ok Pussy, I am all for doing this.  So give me a few minutes to get ready and I am all yours for the day.  But you have to promise me something,” says Sam as she raises the cup of coffee to her lips.

Pussy tilts her head slightly as she lets a curious look come to her eyes.  “Promise you what?” inquire Pussy.

“You have to promise me that you are going to keep it quiet in class today and no snide remarks,” asks Sam with one eyebrow raised.  “You have to look like you are a student that is auditing the class and this professor is really a stickler you know,” adds Sam as she turns slightly and catches a look at the time.  “Jeez, I have to get upstairs and get ready.  Be right back.”

Sam darts towards the doorway and heads towards the stairs as Pussy takes a cautious sip of the hot liquid and the cameraman manages to catch a shot of the Wonder Woman bootie shorts before they disappear around the stairwell.  

Ten minutes later, Sam makes it back into the kitchen, her red hair damp and hanging in long wet tendrils over a Sam tee in ice blue.  Dressed for comfort, Sam has a pair of ripped denims and a pair of black leather boots on as she tosses a bag on the floor of the kitchen by the door.  The thud of the books gets the attention of Pussy and the Cameraman who turn to see Sam rush towards the cupboard once more only to pull down a tall travel mug and prepare herself a large coffee for the road.  Making her way to the doorway and pulling up the bag, she turns to the pair.  “Y’all coming or not?” she asks softly with a teasing smile as she points towards the front door.  “Oh and I’ll drive.”

“SHOTGUN!” exclaims Pussy which only brings a cringe to the cameraman.

The trio make their way towards the garage where Sam opens the doors of a beat-up Chevy and motions for the cameraman to get in the back.  Pussy urges him to hurry as she slides into the front seat on the passenger side.  Once the cameraman is settled, Sam pushes the seat back and then slides into the driver’s seat and starts the car.  Sliding it into reverse, she backs out of the garage and heads to the end of her driveway stopping only long enough to wave to her neighbor then drive away towards the University campus.

Pussy slides a look at Sam who is driving.  The cameraman is filming from the backseat, his camera focused on the rear-view mirror which frames the eyes of Sam as she watches the traffic in front of her.  A slight cough from Pussy gets Sam’s attention for a moment.

“Sammi, we need to ask the tough questions and while I have you here captive, it is as good a time as any for me to begin this documentary.  So here we go…counting down…three…two…” Pussy’s voice fades as she shows one finger then motions to begin.

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Pussy Willow:  Hello, I am Pussy Williow and welcome to a day in the life of my friend, Bombshell Roulette champion Samantha Marlowe.  Sam, at Sin City’s first supercard back from our little holiday, you are preparing to face the winner of a fatal fourway, Brittany Williams in a match for your title.  Are you feeling any nerves for this match?

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Sam Marlowe:  Nerves…you could say that Pussy.  I mean every match I slide between the ropes for, I’ll be honest, I do get a little nervous because I know when I step in the ring, the people across from me want nothing more than to make a name for themselves by beating a champion and I know it just takes a one two three to end my title reign but then I think about it and I realize that all there is to these nerves is excitement of the match and the adrenaline beginning to pump through my system.

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Sam Marlowe:  And once that starts, there isn’t anything that I would not do to retain my title as everyone has seen.  And I know that I have lost titles before and I am okay with that but using that as an excuse to underestimate me, just means that you don’t really know me and what I am capable of.  

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Pussy Willow: Well we have heard from Brittany Williams saying that you are a has been, that you have gotten worse since winning the title and that it is a good thing that she is going to be taking your title at Into the Void.  Do you agree with her assessment?

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Sam Marlowe:  You know Pussy, I am getting tired of people talkin’ like they are all that and a bag of chips.  And I happened to catch a whiff of the manure that Brittany has been spreading in hopes of breakin’ me before our match and really…that is all she is…talk.  I mean come on, anyone can do what she does and I will admit that she does have a lot to say.  And she was impressive in the fatal fourway but she kind of left me feeling flat.  She seems to be a one note bombshell with delusions of grandeur.  I mean how old is she…twelve…thirteen?

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Pussy Willow:  I believe she is seventeen Sam.

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Sam Marlowe:  Seventeen?  With that mouth on her I am surprised no one has smacked the rudeness and disrespect out of her.  Hellfire, if I had tried to talk like her, my Moms would have whupped that out of me right quick.  But that is me and really I can’t think of why she is the way she is.  What kind of person treats people the way she does and then expects them to respect her.  I mean I am twenty four and a half and I don’t expect that I am old enough to be someone you show respect to because of my age.  But I have dang sure proven myself enough to earn respect in this company.  I have earned every shot I have had, I have worked my way up and down the ranks in this company.  I have taken everything that Christian Underwood has put me through and I have done everything to prove that wrestlin’ is something I love and will fight tooth and nail to keep wrestlin’.  I even beat my sister to keep my career going but she wouldn’t understand that.  She is a spoiled brat that has had everything handed to her and hasn’t had to work for anything in this life I bet.  Well to win my title, she is going to have to earn it.  And if I think that she hasn’t done enough to earn it, I am going to be walking out the champion once more.    

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Pussy Willow:  So you are saying that you are going to be beating respect into her?  If she hears you say that, can you imagine what she might reply to that?

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Sam Marlowe:  Oh let me just tell you how she is going to respond Pussy.  The first thing she is going to say is that she deserves the title because she is Crystal Hilton’s daughter and then she is going to point out how she beat her mother and if she could beat her mother down like that, what she is going to do to me is going to be that much worse.  Then she is going to claim that I am nothing because what I do every week for the fans and I should be looking out for myself.   Okay, so I happen to be someone that takes the fans to heart…Heart, something that Brittany Williams doesn’t seem to have.  I mean really all she is, all she ever will be is someone that no one cares about.  Matter of fact, just the way she is acting, all she is going to be is a flash in the pan that won’t be around long enough to really do what is necessary to earn the fans respect.  

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Pussy Willow: I have read her blog and from the way she talks about you, she thinks you have lost it.  She seems to think that you let yourself go from where you were even just a year ago.  She talks about how you werer the face of the bombshell division and now you  are nothing but a…

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Sam Marlowe:  Pussy I don’t need to read that to know

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Pussy Willow:  No Sam, you need to hear what she thinks of you.  She calls you a scrub.  Going from the very best to the worse.  Being the person that was at the top of the world going to school full time, wrestling full time and now you are nothing.  She says…

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Sam Marlowe:  Enough Pussy, I could care less what Brittany is saying about me because I ain’t one that will listen to the naysayers because I know me!  She knows only what she wants to know.  I don’t live my life in front of the cameras so how can she sit there and judge me without knowing me.   I still wrestle full time, I still put in the time in the gym and I am still a full time student…case in point, we are on our way to my class right now.  But who cares about what she thinks?  Who is she to talk?  She is a seventeen year old who thinks that everything revolves around her.  

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Pussy Willow:  she said you were a victim when your grandfather pass…

Sam Marlowe: My grandfather has nothing to do about wrestling but if she wants to go there…My grandfather passed and rather than being with my family, I was at Climax Control wrestling the night of his celebration of life.  So before she can talk, she needs to understand what I have gone through.  Hellfire she reminds me so much of Cyn that right now I have a very bad taste in my mouth when it comes to talking about her because trust me, all her trash talk is having the wrong affect that she must be wanting.  Trying to pigeonhole me so I doubt myself.  I am done being the victim everyone plays me up to be.  Just because I am who I am doesn’t mean I can’t fight my hardest to keep the title and in reality, when push comes to shove, my wrestling career and the title I hold right now mean more to me and the fans that she could ever dream of.    

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<FONT COLOR=WHITE>The camera is taking in every emotion that is crossing Sam’s face as Pussy’s mouth hangs slack for the moment as Sam finally lets a half smile cross her face.    

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Sam Marlowe:  Look at what you did Pussy, you lit a fire that is going to burn at Into the Void.  And if it burns Brittany Williams then all I am going to be able to do is say that she brought it on herself.  And if that means that she thinks that she is going to be walking out of the ring with my title well, she is going to have to be able to walk first.

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<FONT COLOR=WHITE>With that, Sam turns into a parking lot with a University of Nevada sign on it.  Pulling into an empty spot near the building, Sam turns off the ignition and then turns to the cameraman and Pussy and offers them a smile.  

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Sam Marlowe:  So ready for Shakespeare?

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<FONT COLOR=WHITE>Sam leaves the car and pushes the button to open the front seat so the cameraman can exit the car.  Not waiting for Pussy or the cameraman after the door closes, she raises her key fob and presses a button to lock the car and walks the pair towards the building.  

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Two hours later, Sam leads Pussy and the cameraman back to the car and opens the doors.  This time, Pussy slides in the backseat as the cameraman is in the front, this time the camera focused on the profile of Sam who turns on the ignition and then offers a smile to Pussy.  

“You ready for some training?  I called and she is expecting us,” offers Sam as Pussy’s eyes widen slightly and an excited squeak escapes her.

“You don’t mean who I think you mean do you?” demands Pussy excitedly.

“Yep, the very one,” answers Sam with a wink.  “But don’t say anything, it is a surprise.”

Pussy leans back and crosses her heart then zips her lips as Sam pulls out of the parking spot and heads toward the exit of the parking lot.  

After a half hour, the sounds of people can be heard behind a door that Sam pushes again with her hip.  Inside, music can be heard playing as well as the squeals of children.  Sam smiles as she moves forward into the room leaving Pussy and the cameraman near the entrance to take in the atmosphere of the building.  The cameraman turns to Pussy and whispers ‘where are we?’

“You are in the Staggs Dungeon and that right there,” says Pussy as she points to a woman embracing Sam Marlowe, “is none other than Hall of Famer, the legendary Vixen Staggs.”

The camera takes in Vixen greeting Sam with a strong hug before stepping back slightly.

“Long time no see Sam,” offers Vixen in her slightly accented voice (You can take the girl out of Canada but she is still going to speak with that slight French accent).  “I heard that SCW closed but you won the Bombshell Roulette title before it closed.  And now it is back?”

Sam nods as she shifts the bag over her shoulder that she had walked into the dungeon with.  “Yep, SCW is back and very first supercard is Into the Void.  And very first supercard back I am defending my title against someone that seems to think that I have lost it since I am only a roulette champion and not the Bombshell champion.  And I figured that since I had ‘lost’ it, you might help me find it again,” giggles Sam.

Vixen nods slowly as Pussy and the camera man move closer to the pair.  “Hi Pussy,” says Vixen which brings a smile to the lips of Pussy who gushes at the hall of famer.  “Voyons, let’s see what you have ‘lost’” says Vixen as she guides the trio towards the back of the room where the change rooms are.  Motioning for Sam to change, Vixen turns to go to the ring on the opposite side of the room when she is stopped by Pussy.

“Vixen, I have to ask.  How have you been and what have you been up to since we last saw you?” demands Pussy, the intrepid interviewer in her wanting to get the scoop.

“I’ve been here working with some of the students and taking care of Bijou and Kit.  And every so often helping Sam to train,” says Vixen.

Pussy nods and then moves close to talk conspiratorily with Vixen.  “Did you hear about Sam’s opponent at the supercard?  Brittany Williams is Crystal Hilton’s daughter and she has already been talking trash about how Sam doesn’t have it anymore and that she is going to walk all over Sam.  I don’t want Sam to know but I am not too sure that Brittany is a little bit more right than wrong.”

Vixen shakes her head.  “What are you basing this on?  Sam has more to give SCW and the fans and I know that at the supercard, I am going to be seeing Sam prove to Brittany that she still has what it takes because I know Sam and you should be warning Brittany…I am the one that trained Sam so she should be worried.”

Before Pussy can ask anything else, Sam walks up to Vixen in an old pair of tights and a tee tied in a knot at the small of her back.  “I’m ready Vix, but you don’t look ready.  Did you want me to wait or something?” asks Sam as she gives Vixen a concerned look.

“Not today Sam, today I have a young woman that has come to me to train and I was going to ask you to help me,” replies Vixen.  “She’s rough around the edges but she is young and between you and me, she needs to have some of the attitude worked out of her.”

Sam turns to see a young woman leaning against the ropes, a sneer on her lips as Vixen raises an eyebrow.  Sam nods slowly and move towards the ring.  Vixen follows at a slower pace as the young woman backs away to let Sam in the ring.

“I want you to help Sam prepare for her match coming up.  I promise she will take it easy on you,” dictates Vixen which causes the young woman to sneer more and mock Sam.  

“She doesn’t look like she is going to be any challenge Ms Staggs but hey, won’t take me long to prove it to you,” boasts the young girl before the smirk is wiped from her face by Sam who levels the girl with a drop kick.  

Vixen’s smile widens.  “Looks like you still got it Sam, now let’s see what else you got.”

The girl gets to her feet, the back of her hand held against her lips.  She pulls it away to see if there is blood then glares at Sam before charging towards her.  The pair lock up in the middle of the ring as Vixen watches calling out to either woman as the two trade move for move in the ring until the girl manages to swing a roundhouse that clips Sam’s chin sending her staggering.  The girl smirks and raises her hands in victory.

“Sam…” begins Vixen as she sees Sam straighten and turn towards the girl, her eyes burning with bad intent.  Reaching her hand out, Sam spins the girl into ropes and catching her with a lou thesz press.  Getting to her feet, Sam backs away as the girl rolls out of the ring and stands in front of Vixen who shakes her head then motions for the girl to head to change.  

In the ring, Sam is breathing heavy as she watches the girl walk away mumbling.  Vixen gets into the ring and moves in front of Sam.  Snapping her fingers slightly, Vixen catches Sam’s attention and sighs.  “I saw that Sam, I thought we worked that out of you.”

Sam’s eyes widen in surprise as she realizes what Vixen had just said.  “Don’t tell me that it happened again.  I am so sorry…” says Sam as her head hangs down slightly.   “I just saw red and I..”

Flustered, Sam moves to the ropes and hangs her arms over them to lay her head against her forearms.

“I know Sam,” murmurs Vix as she puts a hand on the back of Sam and pats it slowly.  “But you need to keep control in that ring so you can keep focused on the task at hand and don’t let emotion take over,” she adds as she nods towards the heavy bag.  “Work it out on that, it doesn’t need to pay medical bills.”

Sam looks to where Vixen is pointing and laughs at the heavy bag with an image on it.  With a nod, Sam drops and rolls out of the ring and moves to the bag beginning to dodge and weave while throwing punches at it.

“Don’t worry Pussy, we will have her ready for Into the Void,” says Vixen as she notices the surprised look on Pussy’s face.  Pussy can only nod, not having seen this side of her friend before.  The camera stops filming as Vixen ushers the cameraman and Pussy towards the office to give Sam some privacy to calm herself.

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Sam Marlowe:  Here I am and soon I will be in the ring at Into the Void facing Brittany Williams for my title.  The wheel is going to spin and there will be a match stipulation that both of us will have to prepare for on the fly.  But prepared or not, we are facing each other in the ring and the Bombshell Roulette title will be on the line.  Now I am sure you have probably thought that you have it in the bag because I am not the wrestler I have been in the past, I am no longer the threat that I used to be.  Maybe I am not the wrestler I used to be…Maybe I have evolved somewhat.  But regardless of what you think I want you to know exactly who you are facing in that ring on Sunday.

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Sam Marlowe:   When I first began wrestling, I was young and naïve and looking to make a name for myself.  I fought for the fans, I fought to get out of the shadow of my sister and I had wins and losses and I was working my way towards the Roulette title content to work my way towards earning titles, not demanding them and not feeling entitled to be given them.  And do you know what happened to that dream Brittany?  Let me tell you…the undefeated Mikah chose me to face her whether from thinking that I was an easy mark or that I was deserving of the shot.  Whatever it was, I rose to the challenge and I beat Mikah ending her nine month title reign.  In my rookie year no less.  Then I lost the title to Mercedes Vargas and did I cry about it?  No, I invoked my rematch clause and I won it back only to lose it to your mother.  And do you know, I wasn’t given a rematch for that title so I don’t know if I could have won that title.  

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Sam Marlowe:  Then I swore up and down I would earn my way back to the title but I hit a slump which had Christian Underwood force me to work the concession stands and do all the grunt work for the company.  But I love wrestling so much, I did what I had to and I was given another chance to wrestle in last years Blast from the Past.  I made it all the way to the finals and I worked my rear off to fight for the titles again but this time I focused on the Roulette title and do you know why?  Because it was a challenge to me, a different match every time I stepped in the ring to defend the title.  And at Summer XXXTreme in a triple threat I managed to win the Bombshell Roulette title and I held it until Cadence Carter managed to beat me for it.  But the very next time I faced Cadence for the title I took it back and have been Roulette champion since.

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<FONT COLOR=WHITE>Sam reaches down to pull the belt onto her lap with a smile and a caress of the gold with her name on it.  

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Sam Marlowe:  I want to also point something out to Brittany Williams.  I want to point out that when I won the belt, someone ended up having their career ended.  It was something I didn’t want to do but sadly it happened and I want to warn you that these can really difficult matches and people do get hurt.  And before the match, I want to tell you that I AM defending my title in a match that could have career ending consequences.  And if that happens, It will tear me up inside that I ended your career before it even started but you knew the risks when you got the shot and trust me, you will stand the risk of having to hang it up before you can even vote.

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<FONT COLOR=WHITE>Sam brushes her fingers through her curls and pushes them behind her, her eyes bright in the light of the spotlight on her from the camera.  She drapes the belt over her shoulder to offer the camera a smile.  

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Sam Marlowe:  I will give credit where credit is due and Brittany, you deserve all sorts of props for beating three others to face me and I have to say you have shown some real confidence but now the supercard is coming soon and very soon you are going to step into the ring with the current Bombshell Roulette champion and you are going to be so confident and cocky about how you are so young and so good and so able to take my title.  And maybe you might stand a snowball’s chance but when it comes to defending this title and being the for the fans, there isn’t anything I won’t do to defend my championship and if that means beating respect into you, that is just what I am going to have to do.  So at the supercard Brittany, good luck.  Good luck at trying to take what is mine because the only way you are going to do that is by leaving me unable to stand in the middle of the ring.  To win this you are going to have to keep me from getting back up.  And at Into the Void, keeping me down is going to be impossible.   Again Brittany, good luck, you girl are going to need it.

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<FONT COLOR=WHITE>With that, Sam stands up and before Pussy can say anything, she leaves the room with the belt over her shoulder, the last thing seen is the flash of red curls being tossed by the champion as she leaves.  

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