[Trish Newborn]

 “Welcome to My World...”
Date: Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Location: City Place Las Vegas; Las Vegas, NV

Our scene opens as we see the wonderful sights of Las Vegas, Nevada from the Paris Las Vegas Eiffel Tower to the beautiful and majestic Bellagio Fountains. The Sin City is always packed full of tourist and stars from around the global every year, with intent to gamble away fortunes of their money and be shocked in awe of the city lights which surround them. We see a furnished apartment as the camera pans around showing off several awards and championship titles hang against the creamy-white walls of this place. We zoom in at shots of wrestling pictures taken long ago. The invisible camera turns facing the living room, where a flat panel television rest enclosed within a cherry finish armoire to the right up against the apartment's far right wall as the gold knobs sparkle when the light bounces off.

It is in this exact moment that the front door knob jiggles before someone opens it. A big thump is heard next followed by the voice of Sin City Wrestling's newest Bombshell, Patricia Newborne. We get a glimpse of the "Best of the Best" as she pulls those long locks of black hair back forming a ponytail and secures it with a silver hair elastic overseeing a young man.

“Watch it, dumb ass! You almost crushed my foot!”

“Sorry, ma'am.”

The bellhop says, trying to grasp hold of all the luggage. Newborne rolls her eyes in response. However, Patricia isn't standing outside the apartment alone. There stood a very beautiful blond-haired woman with somewhat a creamy appearance with her. At this point, Patricia Newborne starts to become highly pissed and shakes her head before storming through this small space between herself and him entering the apartment after months of absence. “Waiting on you is pointless. Just put everyone over there and get out of my sight.”

She instructs him. Patricia looks back to see her new friend Claire walking past the apartment's bellhop as he shuts the door behind him. Claire begins exploring the confined space with amazement at the collection Newborne had over the years. She brushes her fingertips across a limestone sculpture head bust of Queen Nofretete.

“You have quite a collection.”

“I started collecting historic pieces when I traveled the world about a several years back. It was a time when I begun wrestling for different promotions from around the global. That came from a little shop just west in a district of Cairo, Egypt called Nasr City. Lucky for me the car I was driving had problems with the motor. I would have never stopped there otherwise. It's just one of my favorites.”

“Patricia, I must say this is a nice surprise to see. When you told me that you enjoyed history I never dreamed that it include these beautiful works of art. I'm impressed.”

Newborne smiles before exiting the room and heads into the kitchen. Claire walks over to the couch which sit to the left of a island that separated two rooms with a large glass table in front and has a seat. She starts taking the whole view of everything Patricia's apartment had to offer. Newborne comes back into the area carrying with her two bottles of water. She hands one to Claire, “Here you go.”

Patricia joined her on the black leather couch.

“Thank you, I'm really glad I came. This is entire time we've spent talking to each other really means a lot, and it's great another person gets me.  I would have never left home otherwise. And for you to suggest that I come with you while wrestling for this other company. It was just what I needed.”

“It's nothing. I needed someone to keep me company while I kicked ass for Sin City Wrestling. This is the first real time I've been back to Las Vegas since I wrestled for Blazing Sin Wrestling. And, I thought why not have a friend come with me. Success is only has good as the people you share it with.”

“Very wise.”

They both giggle at the same time. Claire holds the bottle and watches Patricia take a sip from hers before looking down at the floor. She stands up. “Let's dance.”

“What?” A mixture of surprise and enjoyment comes out, “But there's no music.”

“Then we'll make our own.”

Claire pulls Patricia up from the couch then tosses both bottles down. She begins twisting her hips and holds hands with the Bombshell forcing her to dance along. The two start to have this spontaneous moment where nothing else matter in the entire universe. It they're time to shine in city that didn't exist right now, and that what was shared had more meaning than all the money in the world. Our scene slowly begins to fade into blackness as the girls enjoy themselves dancing.

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Date: Thursday, May 17, 2012
Listening to: The One by Mary J Blige ft. Drake

Finally, I've arrived in back in Las Vegas after being absent for nearly a few months while I traveled around wrestling more awesome matches for idiotic fat fucks out there. The last time anyone ever saw my performance in our modern day Colosseum Bloodsport I was still Blazing Sin Wrestling's undefeated Sin City Champion before those pricks pulled the plug. And now here I am under newly established company for me to mold and craft as morons realize I have finally arrived in Sin City Wrestling. Is it no surprise that because my name I've already snatched up a title chance on my debut?

I honestly have held more championship victories than this whole division could ever dream of. I have traveled the world just so I could gain more experience as a performer and use that knowledge to better myself in this wrestling business. So there is no mere reason why not to sign a professional veteran in an environment where I've ended careers and sent them to the hospital.

Because in this business, I am considered the composer with the wrestling ring being my symphony of broken spirit and shattered dreams. I live only to wake up in another day worth destroying another lost lamp just begging me to end their slaughter quickly.

And whereas many bloggers and so-called journalist within our sport are mind boggled as to why I have chosen a lower independent company instead of appearing in front of millions every week. Sin Championship Wrestling came to me after seeing the example I made out of the souls I fought in another wrestling promotion and offered me a better deal to which I couldn't refuse. And trust me, I look forward to this upcoming event when I get to show just how dominate I am in my ring.

I already know there are moron's out there who think they everything about me when it regards to tag team matches. But like I told my partner this week via Twitter, I have no problem working them with other partners as long as we share the same common goal. And we dominant the other tag teams in the division then they will count on me having their backs. Because winning means money and causing another person to leave the ring with far less than what you have. It makes for a great day.

Now this coming Climax Control I have a chance to prove to everyone there that there's a new packing order that has walked through those SCW doors, and it isn't management. I've arrived in this company to pick apart whoever management throws my way. It doesn't matter to me if its a tag team or singles competition because have one thing others haven't got. I make winning look good.

My experience and time spent training in different corners of the world will allow me to be given the upper hand that these so-called “Mean Girls” don't have.

If you think that you can go around calling yourself this 2004 piece of shit flick featuring Lindsay Lohan is going to scare me so bad that I'm going to not want anything to do with this match. You better try some other tactic there, Tweedledee and Tweedledum. Because that name alone just makes me wants to kick your fucking ass more.

I don't give flying shit who face before and beat. You have never faced me and know what kind of impact my wrestling experience has compared to that of someone fresh out of school. My attacks are like being blown up and destroyed after being hit with an nuclear bomb.

See B couldn't have been teamed with the best pure bred athlete in this whole company when I was randomly chosen as her partner. Not only am I 100% full-blooded Italian, but I was born to become a success in a world which lacked minds equipped with such progress and determination.

The John Ascuaga's Nugget Casino Resort will be shown another type of gambling game. The Mean Girls will become project pieces in a game that will determine the rest of their career's here in SCW.

God's gift to men and women alike with the spoiled daddy's little princess will not see another fragile woman fighting them that they could easily dismiss and pick off. No, they will see a lion coming to attack the weak and injured antelopes in a jungle where only the strong survive. Because I'm the Best of the Best, there's no one better than the *NEW* Bombshell Tag Team champions of SCW.

Maybe you should have invested in another name, girls.

- Trish