[Amy Marshall]

 20th July 2014
Into the Void III
Gold Coast Casino
Las Vegas, NV.

Traci and Jessie are on their feet, trading wild blows to each other's heads and bodies with he larger Traci gaining the upper hand! Mercedes and Amy roll about the mat until they fall to the floor under the bottom rope! Mercedes grabs her and goes to ram her head into the barricade but Amy blocks it and instead it's Vargas's head that greets the steel! Drew Patton is trying to separate them but to no avail as Amy pulls Mercedes away and goes for a whip into the steel steps and Mercedes crashes!

Inside of the ring, Traci has gained the upper hand against Jessie and drops her to her knees with a clubbing forearm across the back of her neck, then pulls her up and sends her reeling with a European uppercut. Amy slides inside of the ring as Traci goes for an Irish whip but Jessie reverses into the move and sweeps Patterson's legs out from under her, just as Amy strikes with a high kick!

Jessie covers Traci as Amy slides outside and grabs Mercedes, preventing her from breaking it up!

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Adams: New champions! New champions!

The crowd cheers as Mercedes pounds the apron as Amy jumps into the ring and into Jessie's arms!

Justin: Here are your winners and NEW SCW Bombshell Tag Team Champions ... THE METAL AND PUNK CONNECTION!!!

The crowd cheers as Drew presents the title belts to Jessie and Amy and raises their arms in victory as Traci rolls out to join her sister and Mercedes on the floor.

Amy and Jessie take a few minutes to soak in the cheers from the crowd as they raise the belt above their heads with the biggest and widest smiles on their faces, as they also keep a close on eye on Traci and Mercedes in case they decide to attack.  However, with no attack in sight, Amy and Jessie celebrate further outside the ring and all the way up the ramp and to the backstage area, where Scott Oliver greeted them, along with Jake and Shane. But it would be Scott Oliver who would get their attention.

“Hey Ladies… congratulations on your big win tonight.”

Scott said with a smile hoping that Amy and Jessie would stay.

“Thanks Scott.”

Jessie said as she turned to hug Jake and Shane.

“How does it feel to win the tag team gold in only your second match as your tag team?”

Scott questioned.

“It feels great, especially when its against Mercedes and Traci. And I couldn’t have a better partner to kick their ass and win these belts.”

Jessie smiles and pulls in Amy close.

“Thanks.”

Amy said hugging the title close.

“What is like being two time tag team champions and being up there with the likes of Trish Newborn, Mercedes Vargas and Traci Patterson?”

Scott continued.

“I can’t speak for Jessie, but its great.  But being compared to the likes of Trish, Mercedes and Traci isn’t just right, because we are better than them and we didn’t fluke our wins.”

Amy said with an unapologetic shrug.

“Do you guys have any final thoughts about your match?”

“I do not.”

Jessie said.

“I have a couple.”

Amy said.

“Then can Jake and I take Jessie away?”

Shane asks

“Sure. Have fun.”

Jessie smiles, as does Jake and Shane. They then walk off after Jessie and Amy share a quick hug, leaving Amy and Scott alone.

“So my final thoughts of this match.  Well we’ve put an end to Mercedes and Traci’s mockery of a title run.  Jessie and I were able to keep to our threat and promises and we took away the titles from them.

They have nothing and now there is a new era of Metal and Punk, we will make sure these belts don’t fade away and we will defend them as often as possible.

Bow to your new champions because we will be here for a very long time.”

Amy kisses the belt that sits on her shoulder before leaving Scott and heading back to the locker room to shower and change and watch the rest of the show.


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Thursday July 31st 2014
Santa Rosa, California

A week off was supposedly to be exactly that, however, since winning the bombshell tag team titles from Mercedes and Traci, I had done a lot of travelling.  Firstly back home for a few days before heading to Baltimore for some 3-X business before going to Michigan to hang out with a friend for a few days before heading back home for a day or so, before heading to LA to meet up with Jamie Dean, Misty and Gabriel Asar for an interesting evening at Jamie’s new bar.

If I had any injuries I would have been totally screwed, but thankfully it refreshed me and give me a chance to move on from beating Mercedes and Traci to focus on what was coming in the future.

And that being Jessie and me facing off against Veronica Taylor and Liz Smalls in a tag team match.  Thankfully non-title as Veronica and Liz are an unpredictable team and would even cheat to win since Delia has no hesitation in doing it.

And with that possibility, I have spent most of the week at home, until Thursday morning, where I travelled to Santa Rosa for Climax Control, where I continued inside the gym working out hard and getting my head focused on beating Veronica and Liz Smalls, as we had people depending on us to shut them up for a few hours at least.

However, with being focused working out hard day and night and chatting to friends in between, I had simply forgotten to pre-arrange some time with Pussy, Rocky and Scott; instead I had to do my own way.

Moments after completing a 10-mile run on a treadmill in a local gym in Santa Rosa, I knew this would be my opportunity to cut something now before I once again get too distracted with twitter and the usual Mean Girl incoherent ramblings and the usual SCW promotional work before a show.

Grabbing my camera, I set it up in front of the balcony as I then grabbed a towel and a bottle of water before taking my place in front of it and I hit the record button to and begin to speak.

Do any of you guys know Crystal Hilton? She is also one of those bargain bin B movie actresses, who couldn’t sing and is a poor mother and thinks the world owes her one.  I can’t stand her and I couldn’t stand her best friend and their stupid little tag team called Every Man’s Fantasy.

I’ll tell you now… they aren’t Every Man’s Fantasy because they were too damn high maintenance and whiny, plus they are/were a cheap knockoff version of the Beautiful People… but then again, so were Lay-cool and so are the Mean Girls.

Anyway the main point to this is that I hated Crystal since she debuted in a place called Ring of Beauty (Closed now!) and still to this day I hate her.  But since I don’t interact with her as much any more, her little annoyances are fading away.  But the thing is there will be always someone else coming along with this knock off gimmick, who aims to be more annoying, arrogant, self obsessed and think they deserve and demand anything they get.

And whom do we get to replace Crystal Hilton?  You two sycophant – sorry I’ll put that into something Lizzy can understand.  We have you two plus the other one-track brain-dead zombies as her fucking replacement. I don’t know which is worse… one Crystal or a bunch of boring unoriginal attention seeking brain-dead sheep.

I know which one I prefer and it isn’t you dumb bitches.

So lets get back on track and focus on this match. This will be our third outing as a tag team and first match as champions, but there is a part of me that is thankful that this is a non-title match.  But the thing is, whether this match is title or non-title match, it already has quite a few people interested in this match, mainly because they are hoping that Jessie and I beat Veronica Taylor and Liz Smalls.

So… firstly Veronica; Last time we met was at Chaos in Cape Town in a tag team match, where I was partnered with Karina Koji against yourself and Delia… you guys obviously won, which by the way, I never did get that thank you from you.  I gave you the win and you ungrateful bitches say nothing… anyway… you then disappear for several weeks and the reason for this…

You broke a fucking nail.

Do you realise that real wrestlers/legends have had to retire because of career ending injuries… and you bitch and moan about a set of cheap ass nails.

As for your win against Azz N Class, you may think you are on a run, but beating Azz N Class means nothing. They are just your run of the mill jobbers and are only brought out to test talents skills or lack of them.  So beating them is nothing to shout home about… hell even a baby can beat them.

You see Veronica you may think that you are on this glorious run and have momentum on your side, but truth be told you don’t.  Your competition here this far has been pretty damn easy, however, it won’t be so easy when you step inside the ring with Jessie and I.

We are not Azz N Class and just sit back and take your unoriginal generic mean girl bullshit… we are going to get inside that ring and kick your unoriginal boring generic one track ass all over it.

Call us ratchets, call us basic, call us ugly, call us and tell us what the hell you like, at the end of the day its actions not kindergarten bully tatics that will win the match.

So Veronica, you better sort your shit out and improve your verbal and wrestling skills because Jessie and I aren’t going to take any prisoners.

Do you hear that Lizzy or do you want to say it slower and spell out the big words?

Oh yes… that also reminds me, I got you some books to read - spelling, reading and writing for the ages of 3+.

Do you realise that I hate you more than any of the mean girls. And no not because you won gold in another company and no I’m not jealous of you either. I just hate you because you have the ability to rub people up the wrong way, but also how fucking clueless you are, also your running commentaries on your pathetic little life and what you are doing.

Nobody fucking cares, but there has been some very handy information being shared.

Like how your cousin wants to see you dead and how he owns your mothers home and that you are almost broke because of your extravagant spending.

Or how about your failed relationship with Sebastian…damn that green eyed monster… jealousy doesn’t suit you darling.

Or how about those daddy issues.

Or perhaps those injured ribs.

But lets be honest here injured or not… nobody likes you. Your family, friends, ex boyfriends, fans and even within the mean girl ranks. All those people who are your supposed friends don’t like you and only hang around you because you have money. And when all that money dries up, they will all leave you and find the next rich sucker to squeeze money from.

Then you will have nothing but your over priced shitty nail police and your cheap plastic ugly little doll.

And like your imbecile friend, you can call myself and Jessie all the lame unoriginal mean girl insults till you are blue in the face, but its again action inside the ring that will win this match.

Oh and FYI… while you think slapping people across the face is a way of wrestling, I will show you my knees to your face as my way of wrestling.

And you know what… come Sunday night… Jessie and I are going to show you two mentally stunted little pricks that we don’t cheat to win, we wrestle cleanly and fairly to win.  But I suppose that doesn’t comprehend with you two, but its going to come as great surprise to you, that Jessie and I aren’t going to sit and wait for you to do your make-up, nails, hair or sprits yourself with some over priced liquid, instead we are just going to pounce… fuck your make-up, nails, hair and your shitty perfume we are just going to get on with our jobs and we don’t care what we break in the process.

We are here for war and we are going to walk away victorious.