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Roleplay Boards => Archived Roleplays => Climax Control Archives => Topic started by: Sam Marlowe on September 23, 2017, 12:00:17 AM
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The sound of a set of keys can be heard to rattle before a door opens into a dark room. A hand reaches out and flicks the switch which illuminates Sam Marlowe in a pair of jeans and a worn bomber jacket over a black tee.
“Honey I’m home…oh wait,†Sam says to the empty room. “I forgot, I live alone.â€
Sam lets a half smile cross her face as she pulls the carryall that she had hanging off her shoulder and drops it lightly on the floor beside the closet and shrugs out of the bomber jacket. Opening the sliding door of the closet she pulls out a hanger and slides it into the arms of the jacket before putting it inside and then shutting the door.
Reaching once more for the bag on the floor, she picks it up and moves towards the bedroom. Inside on a dressing table rests an open laptop with a blank screen. Sam pauses only long enough to press the power button before she moves further into the bedroom and sets the suitcase on the bed, opening it and pulling out her dirty laundry. The whir of the hard drive spinning up proceeds the soft chimes of the laptop powering up.
Sam turns and softly pads towards the computer and logs in then moves towards the closet, her hands reaching for the hem of the shirt and pulling it over her head as she walks towards the bed once more. Soft pings can be heard on the laptop as her messengers open. Message after message can be seen loading up as Sam opens her jeans and begins to work them off her hips before stumbling and sitting hard on the bed.
“Dang it,†she mutters as she fights to pull off the worn cowboy boots she had on. Finally they were gone ad Sam stood once more, stretching out her muscles before advancing to the dresser in only her bra and panties. Pulling a pair of fluffy pajamas out of the top drawer, she tucks the top between her arm and her body as she pulls the shorts on then thrusts her hands into the sleeves of the top.
The ringing of a phone can be heard which has Sam fighting to pull the shirt down over her head. The window on the laptop opens to reveal Pussy Willow who can be seen to be clicking her fingernails along the desk in front of her. Sam smiles and then reaches for the answer and calls out to her friend.
“Hey Pussy, how you doing?†she begins with a teasing tone before continuing, “Long time no talk.â€
“Funny Sammi, very funny but this is official business,†says Pussy with a no nonsense look that she can’t keep up the pretense of. “I am calling to talk to you about your match for next week. I want to know if you are ready to defend your title in a match against Trinity Jones?â€
Sam looks surprised at the screen before her eyebrows draw together as if trying to remember who that is. When she can’t place her, she shrugs and offers Pussy an apologetic smile. “I am sorry Pussy but right now I am really rather tired from my flight in and I can’t really place her. But I am sure that she is really focusing on the fact that she is getting this shot because that is what I would do.â€
Pussy nods in understanding before speaking again. “She’s the one that is new and really has only a couple of matches under her belt and now that Melanie Gabrielle is recovering from her tag match, Christian put you against Trinity Jones. Is it punishment for you being so dominant lately as the Roulette champion or wanting to promote new bombshells, I haven’t figured it out but I thought I would facetime you and get the whole story out there since she is your opponent and well, you won’t be in New Zealand early enough to get some interview time. So do you think that we can ask you to talk about your match Sam?†asks Pussy.
Sam looks from the laptop to the bed then back again. She nods slowly before leaning towards the computer and smilingly begins to speak.
“Trinity Jones is getting a once in a lifetime chance at the next Climax Control when she gets her first shot at gold here in SCW. The sad part about it is that she is facing me, the Bombshell Roulette title holder who is on sort of a winning streak if you listen to Mercedes Vargas. But I want Trinity to know that well, I’m the kind of competitor that will go above and beyond to give the fans what they want and judging from the cheers and shout outs that I receive, they like the fact that I am doing what I do in the ring for them and giving one hundred and twenty percent each and every week,†Sam says.
“But Sam, there is always the chance she might beat you,†adds Pussy.
“Y’all are right Pussy, there is that chance but like my Daddy says, even a snowball has a slim chance in hell. But I have to admit that there is a chance that if I take her lightly she will beat me and beat me handily so I want to pass on a message,†states Sam before looking right into the camera.
“Trinity, I want to apologize now, I can’t let you beat me this week for my title. Not because I don’t think you can’t, it is because I want it more than anything and when I am in that mindset, no one can beat me!â€
Sam stops to yawn slightly then offers Pussy a sad look. “I would love to continue talking about this but I am beat to my socks and need sleep. Will talk to you at CC ok Pussy?â€
With a nod at her friend, Sam disconnects the call and then moves to the bed to flop onto it, cuddling her pillow and hitting the light switch by the bed to plunge the room into darkness.