A triple Threat Delight
Rp number one
August 22nd 2022,
New Delhi, India
Melissa is seen seated at a lounge area of the hotel that she and Goth are located, she is awaiting the arrival of Pussy Willow as she has agreed to do an interview. She is sporting a gold like dress that clings loosely around her body with a black belt that tightens around her waist. She is drinking a glass of ice tea when Willow emerges with the camera crew.
“Good afternoon Melissa, thank you for being able to meet up with me for this interview. I want to apologise that I am slightly late, we got delayed and…”
“Whatever Pussy, I guess you must have your reasons for not being punctual like normal. But I am not interested okay?? I am here to do my job and then return to working out and enjoying the sights of this beautiful country.”
Willow is taken aback a little by the suddenness of Melissa’s response, but quickly nods her head as she realizes that she is here to do her job and not having a discussion with Melissa. Realizing that she could snap her neck in an instant if things doesn’t go the way she wants them to go.
“Right, you are absolutely right. Give me a few moments for me and the crew to set things up for the interview.”
“Sure, whatever.”
She rolls her eyes as Pussy Willow exits her chair and are going through setting up the lights the right way as well as the sound and camera’s. Melissa takes the opportunity to look on her cell phone, checking to see whether Goth had send her a message. He had an early appointment and has been a bit distant after the loss in the tag team match against Ben Jordan and Chris Page. She knew how he was after a loss even if it wasn’t him that took the pin, it made her decide to allow him to do his things for the first few days. She herself had a title match to prepare for, facing Ariana Angelos and Georgie Robertson. She had rolled her eyes at the name of Ariana, seeing how she had crushed her to qualify for the Ultimate X over the Pool match for the Bombshell Roulette title. She had wondered whether Ariana was just frustrated over the fact that she could back up the strong words that she had uttered prior to their match, but then again she had gotten used to it. It was just like her kickboxing days, there was also intensity between participants that would tell mere days before the fight that they would kick the shit out of each other.
She had grown to get used to the differences between the two forms of fighting. With kickboxing it was strong words, yet the participants would always remain respectful. But since joining the ranks of the Bombshell division of Sin City Wrestling, she has understood the jealousy or any other humanly emotion would be centre stage between two or in this case three competitors. She especially had started to get annoyed by it, mostly by Jessie Salco.
“I will be back in five minutes as I have to have sit through make up.”
Melissa scowls at the remark, but Pussy Willow had already vanished the scene.
“I think you need more than just five minutes to get that shine off your forehead Willow.”
She mumbles to herself, not even caring to glance at the reactions of the remaining crew in whether they had heard her or not. Her thoughts was still locked on Ariana and Jessie, the two friends that have been on her case since day one. She chuckles, remembering how close she came to injury Jessie. Only to have Ariana and Krystal run in at the final moment to prevent her from injuring her permanently. The thought of Jessie being injured caused her to close her hands into fists, one week she was walking around backstage as if she was deadly injured and then she was booked for a match with Samantha Marlowe. The words whatever kept coming down her thoughts as she could not forget about Georgie.
“At least someone I don’t have a delusional history with so far….”
She tells herself, the entire constant being told by those who have been here longer than her has gotten to the point that she wants to end it permanently. But alas, with someone already preaching that she wouldn’t remain champion forever and therefor undefeated for eternity won’t be ending anytime soon. She sighs, as if she had ever told the world that she would remain unbeaten and holding onto every single Bombshell title is ridiculous. But she guesses that it’s the only strong point that a washed up Jessie Salco, an annoying Ariana could make.
“I wonder what’s faster, me finishing my drink or…..”
“I’m back!!!!”
Says a happy Pussy Willow, causing Melissa to raise an eyebrow before letting out a sigh
“I guess the latter….”
She puts her glass to her mouth, empties it by drinking the remainder of the ice tea that was left before turning her attention towards Pussy Willow.
“Okay, camera rolling?? We take this in three, two., one…. Go!!!”
Melissa watches Pussy Willow turn from the director into the host of this interview, smiling brightly as if she had fallen in love for the very first time.
“Hi everyone, this is Pussy Willow. And today I have a very special guest, she is the current Bombshell Roulette champion and undefeated in five contests so far. She calls herself the Lady Goth…, I bring you Melissa!!!”
The camera pans out, showing Melissa in her dress as she waves towards the fans with a fair smile on her face.
“First of all, I want to thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to do this interview Melissa.”
“My pleasure.”
She says with a smile on her face that Goth had taught her to use if you want to hide your true feelings if you are everything BUT excited to do these interviews.
“Melissa, your rise to the Bombshell Roulette championship has been quite impressive. Undefeated in five outings, winning the title in just your fourth match. Having beat some legendary names in the game, what would you say is the most gratifying moment so far???”
This question caught her off guard, she had not expected this to be asked to her. Causing her smile to turn into a little bit more genuine as she twirls her fingers through her curly hair for a little bit while thinking about the answer.
“Well there has been several wonderful moments to be sure, debuting with Goth by my side was a high for sure. Beating a two time hall of famer in Mercedes Vargas was quite a moment that had got people talking. Qualifying for and ultimately winning the Bombshell Roulette title in the Ultimate X over the pool match was obviously my highlight of my short wrestling career.”
“So how did it feel when…,”
“BUT….,”
Melissa’s expression turns into anger as she raises her voice, clearly not happy that Pussy Willow interrupted her as she hadn’t finished.
“But for me the highlight so far was the moment that I could share my title victory with the man that I love.”
Pussy Willow nods her head, getting the hint that she should anticipate first whether Melissa had finished talking instead of jumping the gun.
“That was indeed one of the most special moments of the night when you two shared a moment together. And how was it for you, to witness Goth winning the Internet title late that same night???”
She stares at Pussy Willow with a look of complete and utter disbelief, rolling her eyes as she decides to ignore the question and give her the obvious answer.
“You wanted to know what I felt?? What I felt when I witnessed him become Internet champion for the second time??”
Her eyes are burning holes through Willow’s soul as she gets uncomfortable.
“Well, err yes… I…”
Melissa senses Willow becoming uncomfortable and starts to grin, closing her eyes for a moment as she starts to lick her lips.
“I felt justice.”
This answer startles Pussy Willow, clearly not the answer that she had expected from Melissa
“Justice??”
Melissa decides to ignore the question and continues to talk.
“Justice Willow, you know. In like in taking matters into your own hands when someone has wronged you. You of course do not see that even though it happens to you every single week when you are doing your….”job”.”
Willow opens her mouth, but decides to not to ask another question and allows Melissa to continue.
“Goth had been wronged on the super card before Summer XXXtreme, you were there weren’t you? You saw how Jack Washington managed to “beat” Goth?? It was quite obvious you knew that Karma would show its ugly head one morning and give him another opportunity…. And even though heh ad to go through the current number one contender for the world title to do so, he did.”
Melissa smiles as she notices the uncomfortable feeling of Willow starting to grow even more with every passing moment.
“And what joyful moment it was indeed, clutching that championship belt over his shoulder while staring at his bride to be…. And you have to ask me how I felt Pussy? I guess you had to didn’t you? Because you are obviously too clueless to understand how that feels.”
“I….”
“No, you wanted to know how I felt?? I felt life couldn’t have been any better Willow. Being a first time champion, watch your lover, your mentor and more importantly my confident reach ANTOHER great moment in his long and storied career was amazing. But to be in his presence, to acknowledge his greatness was something that to this very day I could only do my utmost best to reach a level anywhere close to his. Does THAT answer your question??”
Willow nods her head as she begins to ask another question.
“Recently you attacked Jessie Salco from behind, injuring her in the process. I….”
“Good Lord, I attacked her yes. But injured?? Oh sure, if you call that brace or whatever it was that she was wearing an injury then I guess so. But if she is so injured, then how in the hell did she get booked into a match with Samantha Marlowe huh?? Now THAT’S a competitor that I would love to face one day instead of having to deal with crying little attention seeking……”
Melissa’s restraint prevents her from saying a curse word, even though she is really close into after the mentioned name of Jessie Salco. We can see a vein suddenly pulse in her neck as she shakes her head.
“Apologies for my behaviour, I….”
“So you justify an attack to Jessie Salco, something similar that had happened to both Kat Jones and Chloe Benton. Attacks that you were very outspoken off for the graphic nature, attacks like Masque did against Amber Ryan?? And how do you justify what YOU did to Jessie??”
These words slowly getting to Melissa, she is biting on her lower lip to control her aggressiveness as she remembers the teachings of Goth.
“What do you actually know Willow….”
“What I know you ask?? Well, I see someone that is very talented. But also someone that is resorting to bully tactics Melissa, just like last week where you and Jessie publically humiliated me by sending me away for doing my job.”
This causes Melissa to react by bursting out in loud laughter, this causes Pussy Willow to react startled as she puts her hand before her mouth and stare in awe at the Bombshell Roulette champion.
“YOUR JOB??? Oh come on now Pussy, you are talking about asking questions that has been written down on a cue card is a difficult thing to do!!! Oh sure, you need to have some talent and charisma to fill the spot of a talking monkey.”[/colo]
“Monkey?? I…”
Melissa rolls her eyes and shakes her head before lifting her hands up in an apologetic fashion.
“That was obviously meant to be rhetorical, we haven’t seen any talking monkey since the reboot days of the Planet of the Apes movies. But that’s besides the point Willow, I don’t need you to do your job but you need me to do yours…. Just for you to get your facts straight okay??”
Melissa says with a wink, but the icy cold stare remains upon her face as Willow reluctantly accepts the verbal abuse and turns to a next question.
“You are currently booked to appear at Violent Conduct in a triple threat match against Ariana Angelos and Georgie Robertson. What are your thoughts leading into this match??”
Melissa stares at Willow for a moment, letting the words sink in before responding with a smirk on her face.
“Good question Pussy, what are my thoughts about this match?? Well I look forward to face off against Georgie for sure.”
Willow blinks for a moment before delving deeper into the subject.
“And Ariana??”
“What about her??”
Melissa rolls her eyes as she reluctantly realizes that she has to acknowledge the other participant as well in this match.
“Look, I have faced her before. She has apparently come to the conclusion that since I have won this belt at the Ultimate X over the pool, that if she had beaten me that she would have won the whole deal. Now I am not so sure whether she believes that she excels in math, but every single match is a match on its own. Now I may not come from a fancy wrestling school like she is, I may not have the same move set that she has. I may not be the most popular individual in the locker room, but if she thinks that SHE could beat three top superstars in the current SCW Interent champion, the very too soon retired Kat C. Jones or Mercedes Vargas?? Then I wonder how her chances would have felt like after getting a wet dose of reality by being dumped into the pool by all three of them. I don’t know how rattled her brain is since I kicked her in the head for good measure a few weeks ago, but it sure looks like that this girl needs to stop her quest of wanting people to feel sorry for her. This is wrestling sweetheart, good girls like you end up underneath my boots after being kicked in the face.”
Melissa stops as a waiter takes an order from both women for a drink and walks off.
“You sure look confident when it comes down to Ariana, but what about Georgie??”
Melissa twirls her fingers through her curly hairs for a few moments before responding to the question from Pussy Willow.
“Again, that is a real good question Willow. Like I said in a mocking fashion earlier, I actually am looking forward to test my abilities against her. She is just like me and Ariana I guess a rising star. I cannot take her lightly, but I will be ready to go head to head with her as well as I will be by dealing with Ariana. I am sure Georgie will be a handful, but my experience in having to compete in high stakes matches and winning them will give me an edge over the other two.”
“Referring to high impact matches, in how far does the Ultimate X over the Pool match help you prepare for this triple threat match?? That both being a multi wrestler match where you got more than one opponent to focus on?”
Melissa raises an eyebrow to the question
“Wow…, that is your third good question Pussy. I am quite impressed.”
“Why thank…..”
“But don’t overdo it okay?? The only thing that I can take away from that match is the experience of dealing more than just one opponent. But there’s no pool, no ultimate x structure where the title is hanging underneath. I have to either pin or make someone submit, there’s no count outs or disqualification. So any of us three can do whatever we feel like in doing. But like I have stated many times before, I am not worried for what will be next for me. I am going into that match to retain my championship, because nobody outside the Saviors seem to like it if I end up being on top.”
She winks at the camera before turning her attention back to Pussy Willow.
“When you succeed to defend your championship belt, are there any bombshells that you would love to face in the ring down the line??”
“I have already mentioned Samantha Marlowe, I would love to face the Lukas sisters, Mercedes Vargas once more. The list of this Bombshell division goes on for quite some time. But to specifically answer your question Willow, I don’t care who I face…. Every single confrontation makes me better, wiser and more experienced in identifying things than I do now.”
“Well you are certainly heading the right direction so far Melissa, I just wonder how much of the impact of Goth’s teaching has helped you elevate your career so far??”
Melissa drops her head, causing her fingers to finally stop twirling with her curly hair before looking up at Willow with a puzzled look.
“You did so well Pussy, why did you go and ruin this special moment between us?? But it’s okay, I guess it was never meant for you to evolve into a Belinda Simone or a Jason Adams. But I will gladly answer your pathetic question. Goth has mentally prepared for anything and before people start to question his intelligence of the game, I would ask them to counter 20 years being in the game and still being productive as he has been. Secondly, he has been on my case 24/7 and I am not just referring to the relentless physical workouts that he and Whisper have and still areputting me through every single day. But also the mental aspect of it all, something I would bet that NONE of these trainers have ever done to their pupils… And if they have, none have done it the way HE has done. Or should I remember you all that he has had the most title reigns in this company??”
“No, of course not.”
Melissa nods her head in agreement.
“I thought so.”
Willow is about to ask a new question when she is interrupted by the arrival from the waiter, delivering their drinks. Both women grab their glasses from the tray as the waiter walks off.
“Now I am going to take my drink, enjoy it in my room before I am going to change into a newly bought bathing suit and head out for the pool.”
She winks at the camera crew before walking off, not granting Pussy Willow any acknowledgement as she leaves the interview.
“I guess that’s a wrap then…..”
A Triple Threat
Melissa is seen at the swimming pool, sporting a sexy bathing suit while resting on a beach chair. She has a pair of sunglasses on her face that hides her eyes as the camera comes closer until it stands in front of her, causing her to lower her sunglasses and stares annoyed towards the camera.
“Do you mind?? You are blocking my sun.”
The camera slowly backs off, causing her to shake her head before putting back on her face and wants to enjoy the sun once more. Only to have her sigh and sits upwards and turns her attention back to the camera.
“I guess you didn’t got the clue that I didn’t wanted you anywhere near me while I am sunbathing right??”
The camera crew isn’t responding to her question, causing her to grab a towel and wraps it around her upper body and stares at the camera.
“Let me guess, you have some other time slots filled to chat with other Bombshells or superstars??”
The camera man responds by nodding the camera up and down, causing Melissa to lower her head and shake her head
“It would be nice if you had informed me you know?? You are just lucky that Goth and I weren’t having a personal moment together. Because lets be honest, you don’t want to be the preview of what he wants to do with Lachlan Kane.”
This causes the camera to shake a little, causing Melissa to giggle at the thought of what he could have done to them. She quickly gets up, walks towards a cocktail waiter and orders a fruit cocktail. Turning around after ordering the cocktail she nearly bumps into the camera crew.
“Whoa…, breathing space… please?? You do realize I am engaged to one of the most successful wrestlers ever right??”
The camera crew backs off again, nearly tripping over their own cable as Melissa manages to save the camera man by grabbing hold of the camera to keep him balanced.
“Next time, just stay in one position fellows. I got enough issues going onby dealing with some immature girls as well as an old chick that believes that she is still 18 for crying out loud.”
She walks towards her beach chair and sits down, taking a sip from her fruit cocktail while keeping an eye on the unlucky cameraman.
“Hmm, that sure hit the spot. And I will just spill out what I have to say about Ariana and Georgie so that I can go back and tan up nicely without getting interrupted.”
She takes another sip before placing the cocktail on the ground next to her, she crosses her left leg across that of her right and places her hands on top of her knee while staring at the camera.
“Now you all know I have my second title match in my second ever Super Card show entitled Violent Conduct. And boy, if I thought Summer XXXtreme was going to be vicious… then be my guest and turn your heads away when I face Ariana and Georgie. Because just like every successful lady in their business… we kinda like to show off our bling don’t we?? And seeing that I got such a nice championship belt currently about to be draped around my waist in over a week… I cannot phantom of wanting to relinquish that championship belt anytime soon. But it’s hard to tell when I will suffer my first loss, completing my first experience to suffer a title loss as well. But that’s what the other ladies want to ignite the believe in the audience… our faithful audience that they are the one that will do what has not been done before… Beat yours truly. Quite fascinating to listen to at times, especially when there are a group of airheads that will tell the world that I am a true believer that I will remain undefeated, perhaps I have misspoken once or twice… But I know one day I will meet my match and I will accept it as a competitor… As long as it is not a whining little bitch like Jessie Salco. I hope she is doing well though, it’s going to be the first ever Super Card without her even competing.. such a shame, but I guess her fear has become a reality. That Sin City Wrestling is more than capable to move on into a next dynasty without her.”
She giggles, twirling her fingers through her hair as she excuses herself for a moment in front of the camera.
“I do want to apologise to all the little boys and girls that are fans of Jessie, I know that this must be a difficult time for you all. Not being able to rely upon your hero that has been there through thick and thin, someone that is currently side lined because of me. And I know, it may take you a while to come to appreciate what I have done for you all. Because quite frankly, Jessie is a selfish little brat. Only caring about her own personal happiness, even going so far to tell the world on numerous occasions that she would be happy if someone is capable of beating me… now is that what she believes should be the job description for being the Gate Keeper for this company???”
She shakes her head, clearly not caring about Jessie Salco.
“It hurt so many like me boys and girls, not to be acknowledged by a veteran. Someone that clearly does not want to have her spotlight taken away from her by someone that is talented. She will only acknowledge you when you are willing to be her friend and be brainwashed by her. Someone like Ariana for instance. She is a sweet girl, she has had some momentous victories in the time since she had debuted after graduating from her wrestling school. But she apparently is different than what Jessie would say about sweet girls like Chloe Benton. And why is that you may ask?? Well Chloe is at least willing to stand up for what she believes in, daring to face the opposition head on… not caring whether it is a wise thing to do or not. While Ariana?? Well, she is there because Jessie allows her to be.”
“I know, I know. This is a statement that I obviously have to back up with facts. But lets behonest, I know they are friends… She did run in along with Krystal Wolfe and saved her from a further injury. Only to be kicked in the head, knocked out cold in a warning of staying out of my way. And what happens?? She gets a title shot….. how interesting.”
She rolls her eyes and shakes her head before letting out a little grin that means trouble.
“You see, I guess being around Jessie rubs off on you. You see, last week I had a little run in with Ariana. And if I think about it, I could have sworn I was listening to Jessie talk. You see, there are some similarities to the two, one: I have beaten them both and two: After being beaten, they still believe that they are good enough to defeat me and take away my belt. And all I got to ask, am I watching every episode of the Walking Dead or something?? Because with hat shot, you know that the dead always comes back for more… Does that mean that both Jessie and Ariana are the dead?? Waiting for their chances to finally eat me alive?? The mere thought makes me sick.”
She says with a mock look of disgust on her face.
“Perhaps I will get bored one day, decide to just relinquish of the belt and have them feed upon another champion that they will believe that they can much their bloodthirst upon. Because lets be honest, both of them are just bound to remain a Bombshell Roulette division type of wrestler for the eternity of their careers… or in case of Jessie, what is left of it. And me on the other hand?? I am here to follow in the footsteps of my good friend Kat Jones, elevate that championship by elevating myself. Oppose anyone that is willing to oppose me and test my ability. To see who of the two is the better person on that given night. But having to deal with the zombie twins every given week, that doesn’t help much does it??”
“Forgive me for using this term, but this wants me to crave for fresh blood. Fresh blood in facing new people every time that I am booked. There are so many Bombshells that have not been able to get any opportunity to get in my face, because everywhere I turn around there’s another cockroach waiting for me. But don’t worry Ariana, I will change that at Violent Conduct. I will kill any last bit of hope that you have got left to take away my championship. I am sure that it will be a hard fought match in the end, but at least it will be that more satisfying.”
Her expression suddenly changes into a more joyful one as she turns her attention to the camera.
“And then there’s our friend Georgie, someone that I have not faced before. Someone that has done quite well since debuting in Sin City Wrestling. Someone I am sure that I need to keep an eye on in this match. Because let’s face it people. I am facing two opponents instead of one, making it more difficult to concentrate on either of them as well as the old classic quote: ”The champion does not need to be involved in a decision to lose her belt!!!” God I love the classics, it captivates you more and more that people could actually have a chance in doing something they would normally not be able to do in a standard one on one match… And with that I mean Ariana of course. Because with you Georgie, even though I am confident that I will beat you…I first need to see what you are all about in a match where you are in the ring with me. A champion that has so far dominated every opponent that I have faced, whether it was prior to my title win or after. There’s no denying how impressive I have been.”
“And that is all to thank because of my desire, my talent and my mindset to upset every single start that I get in the ring with. And I guess having to deal with two little cockroaches has increased my ability to concentrate on diversity. Even if one half is unknown, even if I have seen some bits of pieces of you inside the six sided ring. It is still the unknown that excites me. Excitement that I wish to overcome, adding the fact that you may just go and hope for a temporarily alliance with the Greek American doll, who believes that she is a championship killing machine since I kicked the shit out of her. Hoping to take down the biggest threat in this match and why not? It’s all legal right?? But it will all just be like being an ass kisser that Ariana is to the legacy of one Jessie Salco. And even though I don’t know you Georgie. At least I know that you are not someone that allows others to dictate what to think, what to say and who to believe but yourself. And that is exactly what I am.”
She excuses herself as she reaches over and grabs the milkshake before taking a few more quick sips before continuing.
“I take crap from nobody, the only ones that I take seriously are the ones that I know have the best of intent with me. That have told me all the things that the cry babies of this company have been trying to drill inside my skull that one day I will lose, hoping that it will upset me so much that it will be them taking advantage of me. Me?? Do I look like someone that will be taken advantage off?? Think again, because I have withstood everything so far that has been thrown at me from day one. A fast paced wrestler,? Check. A young talent that has been longer in the ring then me? Check. A veteran? Check. Facing more than one opponent in a match I have never been a part off?? Check… Dealing with some ignorant lunatic that has been in more Roulette matches than any wrestler alive?? Check!! And now it’s this triple threat, something that I have yet to cross of my bucket list so to speak to showcase my dominance. I just hope that you will not follow Dumb and Dumber and do the same thing that seems to be cool these days”
“Because it’s not what you say, but it’s about the delivery and the intensity and desire that you are willing to sacrifice for that one single opportunity. An opportunity that you may never will be able to get as long as a dominant champion holds on to that opportunity. So I will tell you straight up Georgie, I look forward to oppose you. I look forward to see whether you or me are the better of the two. And obviously, in the process of fulfilling our hopes and dreams having to deal with one of the two Bombshells that are sharing a brain. ”
She takes another sip from her cocktail, nearly finishing it before holding it in both hands in front of the camera.
“I know I am a talker, I know I am a constant believer in the ability that I will be showing on Violent Conduct in over a week from now. I take pride in having come so far in such a short period of time. Something that I know has rubbed some of the other Bombshells the wrong way. Call it jealousy, call it professional respect, but unwilling to accept it. I have a mindset that unless someone proves me wrong, there’s nobody in this company that can beat me rightnow. That includes the two of you ladies, that includes the sister Lukas, Krystal Wolfe, someone I am sure is waiting somewhere to have a crack at me when Ariana and you will fail. Because the dark side of Empress Jessie Salco is growing impatiently. People like Sam Marlowe, every single Bombshell that is willing to get their fifteen minutes of fame or their moment of being relevant once more. I will gladly accept after I walk away champion from Violent Conduct. Because no matter how hard either of you are going to try… it will happen. ”
Melissa slowly stands up, takes off the towel that was wrapped around her body and stares confidently into the camera.
“I hope I will prove a point next week, I hope I will prove a point to both of you. I hope to prove to you Ariana, that you may fight for a good cause. You may fight because like you have said several times before that IF it wasn’t for me that you would be the champion instead of me. I hope I will allow you to realize how dumb you sound if you truly believe that. You see, I have been told that everything that happens inside that six sided ring happens because it was meant to be. I have learned the hard way that you can tell the world all that you want of how you are going to do this and do that, but it doesn’t mean a damn thing if you don’t believe it yourself. And I can tell from the desperation carved in the expression on your face… that you don’t believe a damn thing that you are desperately trying to convince everyone else. Because who knows, if you may convince one, you may convince yourself isn’t it Ariana??”
Melisssa says with a shrug, closing her eyes as she lifts her arms up towards her hair in a rather sexy pose in front of the camera.
“And I hope that I will prove to you Georgie, that even though you have been quite impressive since joining SCW. That it takes more than just being impressive, I hope I can prove to you to be a inspiration. And not in the fashion that Jessie wants to be for Ariana, but an inspiration that to be successful, that you need to dump every bullshit load that is keeping you down. Having BFF’s is great, but where will it take you?? Well I know that you already have guessed the answer to that one. So take my words of advice Georgie, learn from the mistakes that others make and take advantage of it in future matches. Because you may be good, but to reach a level that I have accomplished at Summer XXXtreme you have to do so much better. I wish you good luck Georgie, I wish you all the best. I hope you will manage to excite the crowd with some fancy moves and cheap pops… Because that I what separates wrestlers like you and Ariana with me. I am only focused upon winning the match and defend the belt. I will educate you both who the hunter is and who the prey. And isn’t that ironic?? That the one that needs to be hunted is the one that dictates EVERYTHING that will happen at Violent Conduct?? Well welcome girls, that is the life of that what you haven’t been able to accomplish so far…. How to become and remain a champion…. Good luck girls… next week will be your exams… and there both of you will fail….”
With that Melissa walks off as the shot slowly fades
OOC: I got permission to use the character Kimberly Pain
A triple Threat Delight
Rp number two
August 29th 2022,
New Delhi, India
Melissa can be seen entering her hotel room after a long day of doing promotional work for Sin City Wrestling, promoting Violent Conduct and especially the triple threat match for her Bombshell Roulette championship belt. She drops down on the couch, placing her feet on the other end of the couch on top of a pillow and sighs.
“Oh this feels so good.”
She closes her eyes, trying to catch some rest before Goth would return, she knew he had taken a touristic trip through one of the museums in the city. She had wanted to join him, but her obligations as Bombshell Roulette champion had prevented her from doing so. She scowls at the thought of having him watch the statues and paintings of famous Indian artists while she had to do nothing more than answer questions from people, take pictures and even holding a few babies.
“It’s time for me to go night, night.”
She has closed her eyes as she had fallen asleep, only to feel some pressure against her feet as she slowly awakes. She lifts her left arm upwards that has been in front of her face and notices Goth sitting there while giving her feet a well deserved massage. She lets out a sigh, groaning with delight as she sees him stare at her with a loving smile upon his face.
“That feels so good, don’t stop.”
He chuckles as he turns his attention back to her feet, letting his wonderful and strong hands work magic on the tired feet. She had been up all day, barely been able to catch some rest as the footwear that she had on had been killing her feet for hours. She had always preferred wearing the casual clothing with matching sneakers. She enjoyed the occasional fancy dress up, but she had taken her job description of being a pro wrestler for Sin City Wrestling a bit too lightly. Goth had been on her case several times for not having read the small letters in her contract, something that now is coming back to bite her in the ass. But had told herself that the positives of travelling the world with he man that she loves would overcome every possible negative that may be ahead of her in her still young and exciting career.
“Oh Goodness, that felt good.”
She says while arching her back as Goth hits a sensitive spot on the sole of her foot, finding a nerve that had been bothering her and slowly starts to work on it with tender loving care. She had often wondered how it was possible that Goth had such soft and sensitive hands after having been wrestling for twenty years now. He had often told her that he had cut open his hands many of times, more than that he could have remembered. Caused her to think that they were as rough as sandpaper. But she gladly accepted the fact that she was wrong.
Goth looks at her from time to time, trying to register whether he was doing a good job or not. He actually didn’t had to as he had known her sensitive spots through the years that they had been very close together. Digging his thumb into the sole of her feet, feeling her feet wiggle from pleasure as he caresses her skin so ever gently. He knew that she was just like jelly in his hands, that he could make her do nearly anything that he wanted. But decides not to fulfil his sadistic side, but be a loving partner and grabs some massage oil.
“Oh my, now things are getting more interesting.”
Says Melissa, nearly purring as she feels the cold liquid touch the top of her left foot first before he starts to massage the liquid into his skin as it slowly warms up underneath his touch. He then repeats the same on her right foot, giving her such a wonderful and tingling sensation on her feet besides that loving smell of massage oil that she thought was irresistible.
“Whatever you do, please don’t stop.”
Goth smiles, he has done this for many years for his wife when she was still alive. She also had enjoyed him massaging her and not just her feet. He had learned the trade by having a lot of patience and being a good listener to what her painful spots were. He had always wanted to give back for all what his then wife had done for him and that is the same for now Melissa.
“Oh my God, stop that Gerrit!!!”
Melissa suddenly start to squirm and burst out in laughter as Goth had started to tickle the sole of her feet and between her toes. The areas that he knew were very sensitive of her. He had made sure that he had her feet locked down tightly in a hold, or else she would have been able to kick him in the face.
“DAMNIT!! STOP THAT GERRIT!!!!”
Goth continues the tickle onslaught on her two feet before eventually getting up to his feet after letting go. Melissa quickly sits up straight, pulling her legs towards her by wrapping her arms around them and stares at him with a glee on her face.
“I swear, I will get you back for that.”
He chuckles, he walks towards the refrigerator, opens the door and grabs a bottle of orange juice. Then he walks over towards the cabinet and grabs two glasses and pours some orange juice into the glasses for either of them before handing one over towards Melissa. She accepts he glass willingly as she takes a sip from it while staring at him.
“How was your day of being in the spotlight?”
He asks with a smirk on his face, he knew that she hates these days. Causing to growl towards him as he smiles back at her.
“Did you really had to ask that?? It wasn’t that bad all by itself, but there was such a long delay because some wrestler, whose name I will gladly want to forget wanted to extend her time with another hour or so merely because she thought that the people loved her.”
This nearly made him spit out the orange juice that he had taken in his mouth after drinking from the glass, only to manage to keep it in his mouth and instinctively swallows it completely. Causing him to cough out loud for a few moments before answering the statement from Melissa.
“That can’t be Crystal whatever her last name is at this moment, she is fired by Christian.”
Melissa rolls her eyes and shakes her head before tossing a pillow towards him, what he barely manages to duck.
“No it wasn’t, hell if I had known that she was invited also then I would have called in sick. But no, it was the three annoying musketeers in Ariana Angelos, Krystal Wolfe and you have guessed it, Jessie Salco. Seriously, if I ever see these three together one more time I…..”
The remark causes Goth to look at her annoyed, causing her to stop midsentence.
“What???”
Goth walks over towards a lounge chair close to the couch where Melissa was seated, he takes another sip of the orange juice before placing it on the table next to the lounge chair.
“It needs to end Melissa, I know that some of these ladies have made it a personal matter with you. But I don’t want to see you get stuck in lower tier fights,k while you could bring so much more prestige to that championship belt.”
Melissa crosses her arms across her chest, staring at Goth with an angry look on her face.
“As if I have not noticed Gerrit, we nearly ended Jessie’s career.. or at least made an attempt to get her shelved for a while. I…”
“And how did that go Melissa?? No, please don’t answer that question…. BECAUSE I WAS THERE!!!”
Goth gets up, he has grabbed the glass of orange juice once again and walks over towards a window that overlooks a beautiful lake. His hand is shaking, nearly causing the orange juice to spill over it and onto the floor. This catches the attention of Melissa, who immediately gets up to her feet and walks over towards him. She wraps her arms around his waist as she plants her body against his. This causes him to stiffen, followed by a low sigh a few seconds later.
“You can tell me Gerrit, I’m here.”
She knew there must have been something bothering him, he had not lost his temper since the rehab days where he had overcome his drinking problems. Goth lowers his head, letting his hair that has been tied up in a tail fall over his left shoulder as he turns his head to the right. Struggling to resist tears from coming, but he is unable to do so.
His lips part, so desperately wanting to speak out the words that has been haunting him for a while now. But the only sound that is emerging from his mouth are soft croaking noises, as if he has not had any liquid of whatever kind in years.
“There have been nights where I have been craving a drink, but…..”
There’s a moment of silence, trying to recover the courage to continue to utter the words that seem to be a struggle. Although Melissa already knew what he wanted to say, she kept silent as she did not wanted to frustrate him. Her hands roam upwards towards his chest as her hands open up, he feels the soft caress as well as how her nails scratch his skin over his shirt.
“But so far I have resisted, I just don’t want to fall back to old habits Melissa…. I….. ”
His words are silent for a moment, feeling his heart pound like crazy, the vein in his neck nearly feels as if it will explode and yet for some reason he feels confidence and calmness. He knew that being in the presence of Melissa is a key reason why he has been sober for several years now. But now it feels as if it has been all for nothing. The fear in his eyes troubles him as he has so many troublesome thoughts crossing his mind.
“If you want I can call some professional help to talk to you?”
She feels Goth’s arms tense, she looks at his right arm as she sees his hand turn into a fist. She knows that this isn’t what he wanted to hear, but has to hear. She would help him in any possible way, but there are things that even she cannot assist him with except giving him this advice.
“Gerrit…, please… you worry me.”
These words causes Goth to suddenly tense up, desperately wanting to tell her that he is fine, that she shouldn’t worry about him. But he knew that he couldn’t lie to her, she would tell from the moment that he somehow had found the strength and determination to tell her otherwise. But instead he just lowers his head and nods.
“I will, I just hope I had not disappointed you….”
She did not respond, the words had come so sudden. She had not been prepared for something like that as the words makes her think back to the days when he had not been rehabilitated. These memories had been the toughest moments that she had ever experienced, causing her to close her eyes in an attempt to withstand the tears that would come eventually.
“Melissa??”
His words come out soft, she could tell he was embarrassed. She scowled at herself for making him wait, even if it was a split second because for him it must have been an eternity.
“I love you Gerrit…,”
These words sounded as if they were the toughest words that she had ever said to him
“I love you too, I just.”
“I will be honest Gerrit, you cannot expect me to be overjoyed with happiness right??”
He stands there rigid, expecting the worse that could happen to him. Accepting the consequences if she would want to walk away from him.
“But what kind of human being would I be if I would walk away from you when you needed me the most, I would not be able to look myself in the mirror Gerrit.”
She feels his body slowly breathe of relief, the tension in his body slowly fading as he begins to turn around and wraps her face between his hands to kiss her. She allows him, because she had felt the urge as well to be loved by him. The two share a long and passionate kiss as every possible feeling of doubt and worry fall away from them. The two finally break the kiss as they stare each other in the eyes with tears in their eyes, but at least these tears are of joy and relief.
“Gerrit, we are in this relationship together, through good and through bad. Besides, I will be damned if I would let this handsome piece of meat fall in the hands of some skank.”
The two burst out in laughter, noticing that the tension has faded away. Goth slowly leans forward, pushing his forehead against that of hers as both of them close their eyes for a moment. She knew that she wasn’t one of the smallest women, but every time that she was this close to him and feel hi arms around her body it always made her feel so small and safe. She feels his hands slowly roam the back of her body as he caresses her, causing her to sigh of pleasure as she had felt the need to feel his love.
“Why don’t we go to the bedroom, I feel so tired all of the sudden.”
She looks up at him, giving him a wink before grabbing him by the hand as the two of them slowly move towards their hotel room bedroom as the shot slowly fades.
September 1st 2022
Melissa is seen working out in the gym, punching and kicking the punching bag as her focus is fixed upon the triple threat later this week. She drives a few high knees into the punching bag before executing a spinning back elbow. She decides to stop her routine as she inhales deeply a few times, scouting the gym to notice that she is alone. Alone? No, we notice her friend Kimberly Pain walk into the gym. The two give each a hug before Kim quickly pulls away.
“Eww, you are sweaty.”
Melissa rolls her eyes as the two share a laugh, Melissa gestures to Kim to go for a sit as the two ladies walk towards a table. Melissa orders a shake as Kim orders a fruit cocktail.
“I am glad that somethings never change.”
Melissa giggles after Kim had ordered her a cocktail, giving Melissa a knowing nod before giggling as well. The two women share a pleasant talk with each other before their order arrives as Kim leans back and holds the cocktail close to her lips.
“Well if it will taste as well as it look, then I am in for a treat.”
She says as both women take a sip from their drinks as there’s a moment of silence between them.
“So what did you wanted to talk about??”
Kim asks after before blowing another breath of air over the coffee while looking at Melissa, who lowers her head and sighs.
“Are you okay Mel? You sounded serious over the phone.”
Melissa turns her face away, looking around as if she is expecting someone before turning her attention back towards Kim. She lets out another sigh as she nods her head.
“The other night Gerrit admitted he had been having cravings again to start drinking.”
Kim stares at her, gently placing her hand on top of Melissa’s. Melissa had confided with her about the drinking problems that Goth had when the two had first met, how difficult it had been for him to acknowledge his problem and his rehab. Melissa had asked Kim if she could come over, because she needed a friend to talk to. Melissa had been trying to concentrate on her match, but her focus had been drifting away every now and then. Knowing that she cannot make a mistake or else it would cost her the championship belt.
“I understand sweetie, I am here now. So what can I do to help?”
She says with a look of genuine concern on her face, this causes the look of concern on Melissa’s face to slowly fade away, realizing that Kim will help out as a friend.
“I’m really worried about him Kim, I mean I know he is a big boy and all. But I am just concerned that something may put him over the edge, causing him to start to reach for the bottle again.”
“So you want me to babysit him?? I don’t think he will like that Melissa.”
The comment silences Melissa for a moment before bursting out in laughter, causing Kim to raise an eyebrow as she does not understand what is so funny.
“He would kill me if he found out I did that.”
“So what do you want me to do??”
Melissa takes a deep breath before staring into the eyes of Kim, she grabs the drink that she had ordered as her hand is slowly shaking.
“Mel? What is on your mind, spill it out already.”
“Okay, I wanted to have your opinion. He has done his best to stay sober throughout several years and he has done great strides. But I had noticed that he had been craving for a drink. So…..,”
Melissa’s words stop as she is searching for the right words to explain what she had on her mind.
“So I wanted to ask you if you would join me and him to visit a bar with the two of us??”
Kim’s eyebrow raises even questionably, clearly she had not expected a question like this. Kat leans back against the chair while not taking her eyes off Melissa.
“You want me to do what??”
Melissa raises her hands up in the in the air, motioning Kimberly to listen to her.
“Please, let me explain. I don’t want him to go back to be the man that he was when Chantal had passed away. But I want him to understand that if he occasionally has a drink, that he will not fall back upon what he used to be.”
She turns her face away from Kimberly, wiping a tear away as she swallows hard.
“Because I want him to understand that I am now in his life, that he can be happy like he was before his wife died. That he can have a drink every now and then without….”
Kimberly squeezes Melissa’s hand, causing Melissa to be silent.
“Melissa, before I give you my answer. There is something I need to know, does Goth know??”
Kimberly stares intently in the eyes of Melissa, wanting to hear her answer. Melissa gazes back at her, but she is missing the intensity that Kimberly has as she lowers her head for a few moments.
“It was his idea…..,”
Kimberly tries to hide her shock, but tenses up for a few moments. Her hand lets go off Melissa’s as she lifts her hand to her mouth for a few seconds before regaining composure, she slowly lowers her hand back upon that of Melissa. She finally understands that Melissa didn’t ask her to accompany her to support Goth, but she needed her friend to be on her side. Understanding that Melissa didn’t wanted this to happen, but is helpless to do anything about it.
“I’ll be there Melissa, you can count on me.”
Melissa slowly looks up at Kimberly, showing the tears that has been flowing across her face. She runs the back of her hand across her face, attempting to clean her face before answering Kimberly’s reaction.
“Thank you Kim, I truly appreciate it.”
Kimberly squeezes her hand, smiling towards her as she hands Melissa a napkin that the Bombshell Roulette Champion accepts with a giggle.
“Now let us change subject, how are your preparation going for your title match??”
Melissa rolls her eyes after hearing that question from Kimberly
“Ugh, I had forgotten about that one Kim. I mean, I am usually focused to do a full preparation so that I will be ready for anything that may happen. Because the way I look at things, as long aas I am prepared and I lose?? Then at least I know that I have done anything that I could to withstand anything that either challenger will do to me. But now?? I am not so sure anymore and that has to end.”
She leans backwards in her chair, staring at the shake that she had ordered and realizes that she had barely taken a sip from it. She slowly lifts it to her mouth and takes a sip from it, but for some reason it doesn’t taste the way it always does for her.
“I am just a few days away from facing Ariana Angelos, someone that I have beaten all before to qualify to win my title. I don’t understand why she all of the sudden is a challenger for my belt. Is things going that bad for Sin City Wrestling? That they have to handpick one hit wonders to a title shot??”
“Well she did beat Alicia Lukas recently.”
Melissa groans at the comment that Kim had made, she had to admit even though Alicia has been in a slump recently it was still a former Bombshell champion.
“I guess it’s understandable that Ariana has gotten a confidence boost. Something that I cannot possibly deny that. But I still feel that she thinks she is entitled to something because of that victory, it’s just like I am being treated to Jessie Salco 2.0 for crying out loud.”
Melissa says with annoyance that amuses Kimberly Pain
“And what about Georgie??”
Melissa is silent for a moment after hearing the mentioning of Georgie Robertson’s name.
“To be honest?? I don’t know, I barely understood half of what she was saying. And the other half just sounded like every other Bombshell I have faced before, I guess I was expecting more from a foul mouthed girl like her. But I will take care of that this Sunday.”
Kim smiles as she takes a sip from her cocktail, enjoying the taste as the two women are silently enjoying their drinks. Kim places the cocktail glass down in front of her after finishing it and stares at Melissa.
“I have an idea, why don’t we go for a workout tomorrow?? I could use some exercise. Plus I will make sure that you won’t be distracted, because we cannot have you lose that championship belt to either of these girls.”
She says with a wink as Melissa smiles and nods her head while finishing her drink as well.
“I think that’s a wonderful idea Kim.”
The two talk some more as the shot slowly fades.
Defending my title
Melissa is prepared to go out with Goth and Kim, she just put on a sexy outfit that doesn’t reveal too much as she notices the camera crew approaching her. This causes her to sigh before dropping her head and start to shake it in disbelief.
“You got to be kidding me, right now???”
Melissa’s eyes look pleadingly towards the camera, only to turn into one of resignation as she realizes that the camera crew won’t go away. She sighs as she picks up her phone and starts to text message Goth that she has to do a promo for her up coming match. Only to receive a confirming message a bit later on as she turns her attention to the camera.
“You know something? I should be really pissed off by you all right now, but instead of making your lives a miserable hell. I will use my anger upon the two ladies… and I will use that term lightly, who I will be facing this coming Sunday for MY championship belt.”
Melissa says as she takes off her jacket, revealing a black Type O Negative shirt that matches with her black short skirt. She walks over towards the sofa and sits down as she crosses her legs as well as her arms.
“Are you going to keep a girl waiting?? I thought you were all ready?”
She says with a cynical smile upon her face, she is clearly not amused as she had to wait for the camera crew to set up their stuff.
“OH finally, some progress. I guess I just need to get after each and everyone of your asses to have things gotten done around here. I mean seriously, it’s quite amazing how some of you people that are hired by this company. But you are in the clear, because even though you have been bugging me for a while there are those who are worse. And I got two examples lined up to challenge me for the title… Georgie Robertson and Ariana Angelos. Two names that wishes to be different from each and every other Bombshell that I have faced so far. And yet, there are too many similarities that I really start to struggle with. And with struggling I tend to point out to obvious overconfidence issues, combined with the fact that have a larger than life complex. And to complete the entire point of no return, they are just not good enough.”
“Now don’t get me wrong, what I mean with not good enough is not what all of you simple minded fools are going to be chomping from the mouth already. Because even if you are not good enough to take home my golden championship belt, you are obviously still good enough to earn a well deserved victory here and there. But it’s the consistency that I do miss in your abilities inside the ring, not to be confused with the ability to have a fantasy dream that has a larger than life proportion.”
She sighs, lifting her fingers towards her curly hair as she starts to twirl with it in an attempt to keep her from falling to boredom.
“And even though with me giving some subtle hints of whom I would start off by knocking down her Greek door. It will be the brash, foul mouthed, heavy accented little Georgie that I wish to start off with. So good news for all of you Ariana fans, you may just end up staying up later than mom and dad’s custom bedtime. So enjoy little rascals, because Ariana will be next.”
“And I guess I have some good news and bad news for Georgie, the good news is that there is someone that doesn’t feel that she is too good to at least give some respect. Respect for what I have accomplished, something that I respect in people as that would normally allow them to have the opportunity to grow a conscience. But I guess that doesn’t count for little Georgie. Because Georgie here has made the oldest mistake in the book. To believe in her own delusional assumptions. She sees that she is handed down a championship opportunity, causing her to believe that she is going to win it. Now fair enough, I would have been very surprised if she would have stated the obvious that she is not good enough at this moment that she isn’t good enough to content for a championship right now. But of course, when you finally are allowed to have the spotlight be shown upon your bleak and rather pale forehead. Then I can understand that you refuse to buckle under pressure as you are looking for a diaper to crap in.”
The serious look on the face of Melissa is telling us that she had no intention to show respect for the youngster
“And now there’s the bad news Georgie, just like little Ariana I am going to school you. And no, I am not going to teach you some new wrestling moves, that is your duty to educate yourself of what you can and cannot do. But I am going to educate you on what you can do and what you cannot do against ME. Oh yeah little London brat, I am going to drive these knuckles up and down your stinking face.”
Melissa raises her hands upwards, gesturing that they will be driven up and down her opponent.
“I am not suggesting that I will maim that pretty little face of yours, but I am going to teach you the hard labour that I had to endure to even be considered to be trained by Goth. The greatest wrestler that has been active in this industry for 2 decades. Because you can think just because I am about to marry him, that I got everything that I wanted. And everyone that even remotely thinks that I just have to flash my whimpers and I get it. You couldn’t beat the crippled little Jessie that I destroyed, perhaps you need to get your head out of your ass and start to understand that when you don’t give yourself a 100 percent like I have, then an idiot like Ariana will beat you. And when I thought that I was looking forward to face someone like you, I was presented with a disappointment. A disappointment that needs to be erased from my competitive mindset. I have beaten young girls, I have beaten a Hall of Fame Legend. Hell I have won the title in the most gruelling match imaginable, while you thought it was just me sitting in a bathtub and play with my rubber duckie.’
“These hands can be soft and these hands can be brutality personified. So don’t start to come to me that you are from the tough streets of London. Because let me educate you for the final time before I turn my attention to our mad little Greek Drama Queen. Understand this Georgie, this Monday when you wake up you will feel something that you have never experienced before. Because you will feel the pain of being in the ring with an ass kicking machine, you will feel the muscles after I have stretched you to the point that you will pass out or scream for Uncle. But the best part of it all is that you will wake up, realizing that you have been added to a larger growing list of casualties that so far on the other side has got no name of ever being able to beat me. So go ahead little girl, go ahead and force your own Brexit by these hands this coming Sunday. Because I intend to break you into half and leave you for what you truly are… useless.”
She shakes her head as she turns her attention to her other opponent.
“I can’t believe I even had so much to say to such an annoying girl, oh wait. That’s the one that I am going to be talking about next right??”
She rolls her eyes as she decides to sit down and place her head in her waiting hands as she is whispering something that the microphone cannot catch.
“Ariana, sweetie. I try to understand why you are such a delusional girl. I understand that you want to prove a point, I understand that you have had a rough upbringing. I understand that you want to do something for your friends. But you got so much things mixed up inside that scrawny little head of yours. Making me wonder whether I should have kicked you a second or even a third time on Climax Control? You are making me wonder that you perhaps thrive on being under appreciated, because that’s what you have been told to be all your life isn’t it?? Do you want people’s sympathy, or do you want my respect?? Because let’s be honest sweetcakes, you are doing everything the wrong way to have ever received my respect.”
“I will give you my respect though for taking a bullet for Jessie, but I just wonder what is wrong with people these days that they think they can be best of friends with people in this industry that can be a potential opponent. Because that’s what Jesie can be, what Krystal can be. And before you start to say the very same thing about me, I already have faced Kat Jones. Me and her told each other for the very first time that we sparred together, that we wanted to kick the living shit out of each other if we ever got paired. Because we have something that YOU or any of your supposedly friends don’t have. Winners mentality, we got that particular edge that separates us from the little girls.. It’s just a shame that Kat is unable to compete, because the world has lost a great competitor and what did we get in return?? Georgie?? You?? Jessie Salco?? Good Lord, I wish I could just use a time machine, go back in time and make sure that Kat didn’t got molested. Because me and her inside that six sided ring one final time would have been the Bomb… Now all that I am left is two firecrackers that won’t explode because you got thrown into the water.”
“Do I think you will not be able to beat me? Oh sure you can, do you think that I will allow you to beat me? Are you delusional?? I remember our match sweetie, I remember how far I had to go to break you mentally and physically. And seeing how much further we have gotten, makes me realize that I need to crush your momentum that is stuck inside your head. You beat Alicia Lukas? Good for you, you can look at that victory from Climax Control on Youtube every time that you access it on your phone and tablet. Because that’s what we people tend to do right?? Only to remembrer the good things in life, never the bad. But I do, I may have not had experienced a loss as of yet, but I know one day I will. So cut the Jessie Salco mimicking crap of thinking that I will never lose, but I am the one that will guide my man through something that YOU thankfully don’t have to worry about. But before you think that it will distract me from our match?? You could not be more mistaken in your entire life. Because I am going to prove to you and Georgie why I am the Bombshell Roulette Champion, why I am undefeated so far… And I will prove to you Ariana. That me beating you the very first time wasn’t a fluke, that you don’t deserve this title… and that I am going to educate you to educate you both why I am the very best. See you Sunday girls, I got something more important tot do than staying any more time with the camera crew.”
With that Melissa walks off as the shot fades to black (OOC: Story will continue on Goth’s rp)