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Post by: Jessie Salco on August 16, 2019, 09:41:07 PM
Jessie’s last match on SCW TV was her shot at the Bombshell Roulette Championship where she challenged Mercedes Vargas and ultimately came up short, that was at the beginning of the Supercard period and Jessie hasn’t seen action since then mostly acting as the hype woman for the Metal and Punk Connection after they added Joshua Acquin to their ranks but slowly and surely, frustration at not being featured on the cards built up until the week before Bloodstock 2019 where she launched into a rant about being left on the back burner, her words were heard by Mark Ward who just last week added her to the Bombshell Ultimate X Match for the Roulette Championship.
Her opposition? Bobbie Dahl who she had made an offensive joke about her weight on twitter, Sam Marlowe who was the last Bombshell to challenge Mercedes, former Metal and Punk Connection member Kate Steele, newcomer Valentina and off course Mercedes herself who was coming into this match having turned away both Jessie and Sam in an Evening Gown Match and a Casket Match respectively, can Jessie win her third Roulette Title?
Getting ready to leave for the Cruise Liner at Jessie’s home in California
Friday the 16th of August 2019, 11:00am
From one vacation to another, only this time? I must work on vacation.
All though frankly, after the spending the past month or so being relegated to being nothing but the hype woman for the Metal and Punk Connection in their unsuccessful bid for the Mixed Tag Team Titles and anyone who tuned in to Climax Control a fortnight ago knows that I eventually got tired of waiting for my next match and went on a bit of a rant about it, not exactly helped by the fact that I was initially left out of the Bombshell Roulette Championship match where one woman with no title credentials was taking up a spot instead.
For those idiots who haven’t figured it out yet, yes, I am talking about Bobbie Dahl and even after being added to the match whilst I was in England another nobody by the name of Valentina was added as well, apparently she’s had success in SCU and I have one thing to say about that.
Who gives a fuck about SCU?
Anyway, I’m at my home in California with the boys getting packed for Summer XXXTreme, though considering that we just got back from Bloodstock we didn’t have much packing to do, just had to pack some more summer wear and hope that the weather on the cruise liner would be a lot better than the weather at Bloodstock this year, then again considering we’re not in England that shouldn’t be a problem this year.
And knowing my luck, we’ll get a storm on day one of the cruise or something!
“Okay, swim swear? Check.” Jake said as he checked the list we had compiled for the packing. “Clothes? Check, CDs? We’re taking them with us on our carry on, yeah?”
“Yep, and that includes the new albums from Destruction and Suicidal Angels.” Shane nodded as he held up the two albums, Born to Parish and Years of Aggression respectively, before putting them down. “We haven’t had a chance to listen to them since getting back from Bloodstock, but I think we can make up for that over the next week or so.”
“And I’ll have a certain finger in store for anyone who complains about noise.” I responded as I folded my arms before glancing over at my pile of CDs. “How many CDs are we taking? I count about ten in my pile.”
“I think we’re going for about the same number then.” Jake nodded as he glanced over at his pile and Shane did likewise before they both nodded. “So, any regrets about that rant?”
“Are you going to say that about any time I say something even slightly controversial?” I asked with an annoyed look on my face and Jake shook his head. “Considering that it got me added to the Bombshell Roulette Championship match last week, I’m not about to complain, much like I’m not about to complain about Vio-Lence, Sacred Reich, Skindred, Butcher Babies, Black Dahlia Murder and Dark Tranquility being booked for next year’s Bloodstock.”
“I think that was the fastest we’ve ever marched to the box office to book our tickets for next year.” Shane responded with a laugh and we all shared a laugh. “Hopefully the weather takes a turn for the better next year and they won’t have to change the festival on the fly again.”
“Here’s hoping, Divine Chaos was awesome, but I still can’t believe I missed most of Anthrax’s set.” I responded as I adjusted a bra strap and a few seconds later we were satisfied with the packing job. “So, aside from CDs, all that’s left is toiletries, right?”
“Pretty much and we’re going to leave that until Sunday.” Shane nodded as they sealed up the suitcase. “You want to do your promo whilst I cook up something to eat?”
“Sure.” I nodded before they went off into the kitchen, I went into another room so that I wouldn’t be distracted by the sound of them cooking so that I could do my promo.
“I actually remember the last time I spent the rest of the Supercard period waiting for my next match, it also happened during the lead up to Summer XXXTreme, when was it again? Oh yeah, during my first year with the company! And yet the bosses saw fit to give me the rest of the Supercard Period off after my Roulette Title Match against Mercedes, well I’m now challenging Mercedes again in the Bombshell Ultimate X Match alongside Sam Marlowe, Kate Steele, Valentina and Bobbie Dahl in this year’s episode of “two of these things are not like the others”.”
Care to guess who? Anyway, I’m starting with Mercedes.
“The Evening Gown Match was just a case of you getting extremely lucky Mercedes and come Summer XXXTreme your luck will run out almost as quickly as Bobbie runs out of stamina! I beat you once for a title at a Supercard and as far as I see it, history is going to repeat itself in two weeks’ time at Summer XXXTreme when I throw you into the pool on my road to victory.”
And now for those who stick out like sore thumbs.
“You know, if I had made my rant after the Ultimate X Matches were announced I’d have something to say about Bobbie Dahl being added, and now that Valentina has been added as well, I have to ask, what the hell was Mark smoking? Two Bombshells with no credentials get added to the match over Bombshells who’ve been here for years? Yeah, Bobbie’s made a big splash since returning, big fucking deal, she’ll make a bigger one when she falls into the pool! And I know Valentina has had some success in SCU but no amount of SCU filler matches on Supercards will make people care about the place where SCW rejects go to bore crowds to sleep!”
Next up is Sam.
“At least Sam I can understand, her record speaks for itself really! But in the end, she’ll fall like the others on my path to the Roulette Title and more importantly Sam won’t get another reign added to her already overly long list whilst I win my first title in over a year!”
And last but not least is Kate.
“As for Kate, as of right now she has no affiliation with the Metal and Punk Connection and for as long as she degrades herself by hanging around her joke of a husband, I’m happy for it to remain that way! Much like Sam she has the credentials to back up her addition to the match but beyond that, she won’t deny me in this match!”
And with that I decided to wrap things up.
“Four women who belong in a match challenging Mercedes and Bobbie and Valentina, simple really, isn’t it? Bobbie and Valentina are so out of their depth that it isn’t funny but what will be funny will be the wave Bobbie causes when she’s eliminated whilst the rest of us fight it out but in the end “The Unsainted Angel” Jessie Salco will reign supreme no matter how many times you try to kill the saint in me.”
I went off to check on the boys as the scene fades.
Post by: Kate Steele on August 17, 2019, 06:00:33 PM
Tampa Bay, Florida
Being a part of a separated marriage had sucked as far as Kate Steele was concerned. She had missed her husband dearly and her mind was on something else together. She didn’t care about the steps she had to go through. As long as she could get her Teddy back that is all that really mattered to her. During the separation Teddy had found himself living in their Los Angeles apartment as Kate and their daughter Juliet were staying in their Tampa home. Kate had done some renovating and she seemed to be as close to psychotic as you possibly could be. Her hair was in that of two pigtails and she was in a kneeling as she seemed to be in the middle of doing something. It was almost as if she was meditating. Outside of that room we could see the one and only Kimberly Williams Kate’s best friend and she looked down into the eyes of the 10 year old Juliet.
“Hai Auntie Kim!”
“Hey pumpkin what’s going on?! I haven’t seen your mother since I woke up this morning, do you know where she is at?!”
Juliet slowly nodded her head as she pointed at a door down the hall.
“Mommy is in there… She always seems to go in that room but she never lets me in there. She says something about it being private only to her and if I go in there I am going to get in trouble…”
Kimberly can only roll her eyes in amazement as she looks back at Juliet.
“That might be true. Why don’t you stay in here and I will go get your mommy. There is no way that I would get in trouble. Your mommy and I are best friends so she will have to be nice to me. After all she can’t stay mad at her best friend forever…”
“Well she could especially that one time when you tried to kidnap me and you used me in the middle of your war with one another…”
Kimberly just shakes her head as she glances back at her niece.
“I know and I am very sorry for that. I just want your mommy to be okay and to be focused. We both know how much wrestling means to her. It is her entire world and we can’t let her lose sight of that no matter what. You like it when mommy is happy right?!”
“Of course I do mommy is so much nicer when she is happy and I always want her to be happy. Do you think mommy and daddy will ever be nice to one another again?!”
Kimberly hugs the little girl as tightly as she can as she shrugs her shoulders with a smirk.
“To be honest it isn’t my place to answer that. Only your mommy and daddy can answer that. I would like them to be happy and if things work out they will be happily married but things like that take time. You can’t expect it to happen overnight but what I can promise you is that as long as I am here. I will do my best to aid in putting them back together. Mommy and I became friends again so I don’t see why her and your daddy can’t be happy together. Just let me work my magic okay?!”
Juliet smiles in return as she glances at the blonde.
“Thank you so much auntie Kimberly… You truly are the best!”
With that being said Kimberly can’t help but walk over to that room that Juliet was talking about. Kimberly doesn’t even bother to knock as she instead just turns the nod and to her surprise the door is unlocked. Kimberly walks into the room and as soon as she enters she spots Kate kneeling on the ground. Kate has turned a room into a shrine dedicated for that of Teddy. There are pictures of Teddy everywhere and Kate is smiling as she is rocking back and forth with a huge Teddy Bear in her hand. She looks down into its eyes as she is clad in her Pink Ladies jacket.
“Oh Teddy you know we were meant to be together right?! I will always love you, and I will love you to my very last breath and to your final breath. It’s a case of for better or for worse, and when I married you it was for life baby. I will never let you go. Not now and certainly not ever. So you better believe that I will always find you no matter where you go I will be there…”
Kate smirks as she leans as close to the Teddy and begins to make out with it. Kimberly crosses her arms as she looks at her best friend.
“Earth to Kate…. Are you okay?! Are you my best friend or are you channeling some sick form of Despy right now?!”
Kate slowly gets up as she squeezes her Teddy Bear as tightly as she can she quickly runs away from Kimberly and hides in a corner as she glares daggers back at Kimberly.
“STAY AWAY… You can’t have my TEDDY! Nobody can have my TEDDY!!! Unless you came here for a fight! You are Diamond aren’t you?!”
Kate gets in Kimberly’s face as she begins to scream at her.
“ARE YOU DIAMOND?!”
Kimberly just shakes her head in disgust as she backs away slowly.
“Get a grip of yourself! I am not Diamond nor do I even want your Teddy. I am a happily married woman thank you very much. What I do want however is for you to snap out of this funk. This isn’t you and you know it isn’t you. I can understand you growing a mean streak and wanting to snap ankles and break some arms. Yet what you did on Climax Control wasn’t you. You seemed to lose sense of everything about yourself and it was absolutely reckless. That’s not you Kate. You might be a lot of things but you just need to slow down before you do something you regret. You heard what Griffin said. Let him be the one to take care of Teddy. You don’t need to get involved in that nonsense. It’s obvious you two just need some space from one another so just give him the space…”
Kate shakes her head as she looks back at Kimberly.
“SPACE?! SPACE?! I AM NOT GOING TO GIVE MY HUSBAND ANY SPACE! I love that man and he needs to cherish me… He needs to understand that I am destined to be with him forever so he will not get any form of space from me. What he needs to do is drop all of those sluts and keep his eyes focused on me…. You heard what he said to me last Sunday. He found me very attractive when I wore my Pink Ladies jacket and I sported my pink hair. He is so into me and I just need to make sure he keeps his attention locked on me and on nobody else. He needs to remember why he fell in love with me, and I will go to every single end of the Earth to show my man how much he means to me…”
“You sound desperate!”
“No you don’t have a clue… It’s not desperation and what people don’t understand is that he is the reason I didn’t commit suicide all of those years ago. When I was 17 I was planning to end it all on those train tracks yet he was there. That is where we first met and he talked me out of it. He showed me that despite being bullied by my sister life wasn’t as bad as it seemed. We fell in love and from there everything else took off. This man who wears the heels, and the makeup is just putting up a front for something else and I am going to figure out what that is! I just need time…”
Kimberly looks around as she sighs in return.
“And you holding that Teddy?!”
“What it’s Teddy Steele… He will always be my Teddy forever and ever….But what is more important is my lovely shrine… Don’t you like all the pictures and posters I have of Teddy all over my walls?! This one is from when he was a baby… And this one is from his graduation, and this one is when he first put on the makeup and the heels…”
Kimberly sighs in return as she crosses her arms.
“I get it Kate you really love Teddy but this seems very close to being that of psycho and it makes you appear to be crazy…”
Kate’s eyes light up as she looks directly into the eyes of her best friend.
“WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?! You can call me whatever you want but you will not use the C word…”
“You mean… Crazy?!”
In a frenzy Kate charges after her best friend and throws her to the ground. She sits down on her arm and places her into her Shipwrecked submission. She pulls back on her arm as if she was going to break it which only gets screams from that of her best friend.
“OWWWWWWWWW KATE STOPPPPPPPP PLEASE STOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP”
Kimberly is in tears as she pulls back further and further. She continues to pull even further and it is almost at the point of snapping but something stops her, and that something is in the form of her daughter yelling in the background.
“MOMMY!!!!!!!”
As soon as Kate hears that she immediately lets go of Kimberly as she rushes to where the screams are coming from, and she could spot her daughter being taken away. Kate runs over to her daughter Juliet and it is at that moment where a woman stops her in her steps.
“Where in the bloody fuck are you taking my daughter?”
“Hi I am Stephanie Davidson and I am with Child Protective Services. We have gotten a call from a Mr. Todd Warren about you being abusive to him and his daughter, and while we investigate the matter we are going to take Juliet into our custody…”
Kate seems to be raging as she runs after her daughter as the woman stops her.
“Get your bloody hands off of me!”
“Ma’am there is no reason to act crazy… We are going to do our best to get this situation sorted and…”
Kate’s eyes light up…
“Did you just call me crazy?!”
Before the woman could say anything Kate in a rage yanks the woman up and she slams her on the ground. Kate sits down on Stephanie’s arms and she pulls back on her arm. She keeps pulling and pulling until they can hear a loud SNAP followed by screams. Kimberly quickly runs into the room as she is holding her own arm as she glances at Kate.
“KATE WHAT DID YOU DO?!”
Kate breathes heavily as she gets off of Stephanie as she slowly looks over at her daughter.
“MOMMY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
“I AM COMING PUMPKIN!!!!”
Kate screams loudly as she is about to rush after her daughter that is until she gets tackled to the ground by the police. Kate is fighting them as best as she could but they seem to handcuff the psychotic woman. Kate is read her rights and she is lifted off of the ground as she heads for a squad car. The sirens seem to be going off as it was going to be long day indeed and it is on that sight that we leave on this image.
On Camera
The cameras come into focus and as it does we are treated to the sight of Kate Steele behind bars. A camera man seems to be standing outside of the holding cell as it is pointing the camera right at her. Kate can only sigh in return as she paces back and forth as she looks intensely into the lens of the camera that is focused solely on her.
“I didn’t expect a bloody fucking camera to be here of all places, and to be honest I didn’t expect to be locked up. It has been a long time coming but I just want to say that it felt really good to break a woman’s arm last Sunday. The Gems all have it coming to them and I have made a hit list of my own. I know Mercedes Vargas might be the Argentine Assassin and she is usually the woman with the hit list and everything but I am the woman who has been scorned and there is nobody that is more dangerous than a woman who has been scorned. I know some people out there would tell me that I am being desperate. They would even say that I might be a little bit psycho and they would even use that bloody C word on me, and if anybody calls me CRAZY I will lose my shit and I will pummel them because I know I am not crazy. I am just a woman who loves her man and I am hell bent to show Teddy how much he means to me. Nothing will ever get in the way of that and I won’t rest until I get my Teddy back…”
Kate smiles as she skips around the holding cell as she looks back at the camera.
“You see my name is Kate Steele-WARREN! I am a happily married woman and I will get my man because after all he is mine and I need what is mine. Nobody or anything will come in the way of that, and if I can’t have him nobody out there can. Not Ruby, Not Diamond, Not Emerald, and damn sure not a Sapphire. Although I doubt that Sapphire will be a problem anymore… She thought she was a problem but after hearing that SNAP sound of her arm she won’t be getting in my way anymore. You see I love my husband and next Sunday despite being locked up in this precinct you can count on me to be on that cruise ship. I will prove to my husband how much I love him and we could be the next big Roulette couple I the company. It was so cute seeing Evie and Ben together as a married Roulette couple so why can’t that be Teddy and myself. Why can’t we happily married with the belts attached around her waists… Oh Griffin cakes I love you sweetie. You are totes the best band mate ever and I know you love me on guitar and stuff but I am going to be honest. As much as we are friends I do want my husband to win that title from you because he is my husband and we were meant to be together. I am the Sandy to his Danny Zucco and if I need to change who I am just to be noticed so be it. I proudly will wear my Pink Ladies jacket to get his attention, and it’s working he said I looked amazing! I am attractive to him as I damn well better be”
Kate gets on the floor on her stomach as she places her head in her hands. Her feet are kicking passionately behind her as she moves her legs back and forth.
“I am sure me being here is all one big misunderstanding just like this whole CPS case but enough about Teddy and my personal life. It’s time I talk about wrestling and stuff. You see I have been waiting for a very long time and it’s been a little irritating how the company has been treating me as of lately. I have defeated both Jessie Salco and Seleana to gain a shot at the Roulette Champion and I have yet to even get my shot yet. Sam Marlowe was able to get a match. There was even a match to determine who would get a crack at the title and despite all of that I seem to be the one left out in the dust which doesn’t make any sense to me. if anything I should have been the one to get a title shot. After all I was the woman in waiting and it didn’t come my way. It never came my way and even it was mentioned when the cards were announced that Kate would be upset. You damn right I am upset. I am bloody fuming at the amount of disrespect that has come my way…”
Kate shakes her head as she continues to pour her heart out.
“I made the Roulette division what it was in the first place. I set the bar and the standard of being the woman who had the longest reign with the championship and that record stood for like three years. It was a big ordeal until Sam Marlowe took that title and brought it to another level. That is extremely impressive and she has my respect. Why don’t we start on that note and talk about Sam Marlowe…”
Kate can’t help but grin as she begins to speak.
“Sam Marlowe you are nothing short but impressive. You are perhaps the biggest sweetheart in this entire match and the crowd loves you. They have always been by your side and you always know how to give back to the fans. You are always there before shows to sign autographs for them. You are always happy no matter what match you are put in and you are always there to put the company over. That is amazing and this company needs more workhorses like you who don’t complain and always wanting more. You have the tools to be the best of the best and in my opinion you are already there. I just have one issue with you. Why settle for being where you are?! Why settle for being the Roulette Champion when you are a two time World Bombshell champion. You should be wanting to claw your way and getting that which you had twice in your career. You have the tools to get back there and I know you could bring a fight to Alicia Lukas. Yet here you are stuck chasing after this title or trying to get it back. I could relate to that but the difference between us is I have never been at the top in this company. I have made strides to get there. It took me getting a briefcase and cashing it in on an all or nothing moment to get that chance and I came up short. Yet you have been there so you should want that again. You should always want to better yourself… Why don’t you push ahead for more?!”
Kate shrugs her shoulders.
“People might call me crazy but that seems to be a bit crazy in my book. You are the woman who went to college while wrestling at the same time. You can do anything you put your mind too so why don’t you push for more and be that dominant man event talent that the world knows you are?!”
Kate shrugs her shoulders again as she continues to speak.
“How about the current champion the woman herself in Mercedes Vargas? Vargas loves to run her bloody fucking mouth doesn’t she?! She is a walking encyclopedia and it is great that she knows her history and the history of just about everyone in the company. Vargas is the current champion but I am just going to call a spade a spade here. As good as she might talk herself up or take shots at others for failing to capture titles such as the Zdunich family she sits there on her high horse and has been bullying new talent. She runs her mouth as if she is the queen bee of everything because she has the most wins, and she has that record and this record. Well no shit Sherlock you should have everything you have named for as long as you have been in this company. You been here since 2013? And have been consistent all the way through. Of course if the math adds up while others come and go, and yet you stick around it becomes a numbers game at that point. Congratulations a Hall of Famer who has accomplished everything is comfortable being just the Roulette Champion. You are excited with being complacent or telling new girls that they could perhaps try to beat the unbeaten unpinned streak of a newly signed woman to the division. Is that all you have regressed to?! Regression must not be treating you all that well if you have to look at everyone else…””
Kate shakes her head as she continues to speak.
“And yet to get into the Roulette hunt in the first place you had to go through Daniela Rodgers and Amanda Cortez… How is that even impressive?! Spoiler alert it really isn’t. The fact is as great as you might think you are you are a two time champion yet your first reign ended at your very first defense and you lost your second reign in a little over a month. You try to shit on others but you aren’t this magical assassin you are just a woman who got lucky. Yet top tier talent like Alicia Lukas and Crystal call you out and you duck them. It’s pathetic. As I am looking at your list of accomplishments your biggest achievement besides beating a woman that I have never beaten in the form of Polly Playtime would be that of carrying Traci Patterson to two tag championships. That’s impressive, that you deserve a round of applause for, but other than that. You have regressed and I can guarantee you won’t walk out as the champion. You will not retain and there will come some bullshit excuses…”
Kate shakes her head as she continues to speak.
“Jessie Salco you know what I have something to seriously ask but how did you even find yourself to this match?! I JUST MADE YOU TAP OUT AT THE LAST SUPER CARD! The match that made me the rightful contender! The one that stated I would basically be next in line but I guess not but as usual here comes Salco with yet another shot and we were friends at one point. I must ask Salco what are you going to do this time that is different from the others?! You have a habit of losing to friends whether it was me or even Amy Marshall. You don’t do well in those situations and if I remember right I got my first title reign with the Roulette belt by pinning you in the end in that elimination match at my bloody valentine. You are a high flyer though so being above a pool might be best for you so this could be your match to win. You could rise up and prove everyone wrong but to be honest I highly doubt that… It will be another opportunity gone to waste and back to the drawing board…”
Kate chuckles as she kicks her hands back and forth as she speaks some more.
“So I guess there is Valentina. This is your chance to make it in the limelight, to become something big in that of SCW. You have the ability to be big and this could your chance to really spotlight yourself in the huge limelight. It’s a huge first step but just take it and let’s see what happens from here…”
Kate stands up as she continues to speak some more.
“Last but not least we have the biggest woman in the entire bombshell division. To be honest as big as you are I feel like heights might not be your thing but I also feel you might be the hardest person to knock off into the drink. I personally don’t like anything with heights or anything that has me suspended over anything. I prefer to be grounded to be breaking ankles and locking on submissions so this is really out of my element. What I can say however is you have been making a scene. You have been on the shows and you have the fan support. It took me a while to get to where you and Sam Marlowe are but I have the fans proudly behind me. Even though people will call me the C word because I want to get my man but they have been there for me, and I am going to do everything in my power to showcase that I am better than you Bobbie. I have to beat you just like I have to beat the other four women in this match. This match isn’t about being the most liked but it comes down to who wants it the most. I know for a fact that I want this more than anybody else in this match…”
Kate shrugs her shoulders.
“This is more than just being a Roulette “married” couple but to be honest after having that heart break of a lost in my home town I need to strike back. I need to prove to myself that I have what it takes to be in the thick of things again. The Roulette Championship will help me reinvent myself and I will do everything in my power to get through the ranks and showcase that again. There is a reason why the Roulette championship is the workhorse championship and I will show that again. So I will bring the fight and I will get to where I was. The sky is the limit and this Siren is ready to shipwreck the rest of the competition. Can you hear that?! It’s the sound of my Siren’s song and it will lead to all of your demises. So bring your best because I will be ready it… See all of you ladies soon…”
With that Kate continues to smirk as an officer walks with Kimberly Williams to the holding cell. They look at Kate as he speaks to her.
“Excuse me miss but you are being released… Bail has been posted…”
With that being said Kate opens her eyes widely as we fade out on this image.
Post by: Bobbie Dahl on August 17, 2019, 07:36:20 PM
Coal City, Illinois
Daddy Daughter Heart to Heart
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In just a few days time, the superstars, Bombshells and the lucky fans who booked rooms and tickets will set sail aboard the Summer XXXtreme cruise from Los Angeles, California. It is perhaps the most looked forward to event of the entire year in SCW, and it is finally upon us.
One other thing to expect from the Summer XXXtreme show is both the men's and women’s Ultimate X matches over the pool for the Roulette titles. Bobbie Dahl finds herself one of the lucky competitors on the Bombshell side, hoping to become the new Bombshell Roulette Champion once all is said and done. It won’t be an easy task, but she’ll have all the support she needs as not only will Artie be there, but her mother and father as well.
Speaking of her father, he and Bobbie are currently seated on their favorite front porch swing, having taken a break from packing before they head to L.A. Bobbie is staring across the street silently.
Mr. Dahl: Bobbie, would you just head over there already? Whatever you do, just stop staring at Artie’s place already.
Artie’s place. Oh, did I forget to mention that Artie’s family lives right across the street from Bobbie’s family? Well, now you know. And now you understand why Bobbie is staring across the street. Or, she was. She quickly shakes her head and looks to her dad, letting out a laugh.
Bobbie: I wasn’t staring, Dad. Geez.
Mr. Dahl: Bobbie. I’m not blind. You were staring, and we both know why.
Bobbie gives her father a stern look but he shakes his head. Bobbie may not want to discuss it, but he won’t hesitate to bring up the subject she does everything to avoid...and deny.
Mr. Dahl: Are you ever going to tell him how you feel? I’ve heard of women keeping their feelings in, but for as long as you have? I’ll be damned if I sit back and watch my daughter be miserable without someone she wants to be with.
Bobbie rolls her eyes and looks towards Artie’s house again.
Bobbie: Knock it off, Dad. I’m not miserable, and besides, Artie doesn’t share the same feelings, so what good would any of it do??
Mr. Dahl: You’re kidding, right? Are we talking about the same Artie here?
Bobbie laughs, but her father is being very serious. He moves himself on the swing so he’s facing her better and places a hand on her shoulder.
Mr. Dahl: You’ve seen that girl he’s with, right?
Bobbie: Hard not to! She’s always around, and when she’s not, she’s constantly calling him! She’s a stage-five clinger if I’ve ever seen one!
Mr. Dahl now laughs.
Mr. Dahl: Doesn’t it strike you a bit curious that he’s dating someone who looks exactly like you?
Bobbie: Oh, please! Not you, too! She does NOT look like me!!
Mr. Dahl: Denial, honey️. And, yes, she does. There’s a reason for that. Because he wants to be with you. You’ve never made any moves. You never told him how you feel, and he found someone that reminds him of you, who did. Trust me, I know what I’m talking about.
Bobbie’s jaw drops, assuming he’s referring to his relationship with her mother.
Mr. Dahl: Relax! I wasn’t talking about my marriage to your mother. Well, not in that sense. Before your mother and I started dating, I did date a woman that reminded me of your mother. Your mother was dating someone else at the time so I had to do the same. In the end, everything worked out.
Bobbie: Christ, Dad! You freaked me out there!
Mr. Dahl: My point remains the same, honey.
Bobbie goes silent for a while, thinking about what her father is saying to her. He lets her think about it before he tries to say anything else. After a minute or so, Bobbie looks up at him curiously.
Bobbie: So Mom was the first one to reveal her feelings?
Mr. Dahl laughs and shakes his head.
Mr. Dahl: Of course not! Things didn’t work out with the woman I was seeing at the time, and I got up the courage to tell her, but not because I was trying to break them up or anything. Because I wanted her to know how I felt. It just so happened she was waiting for me to say something, and when I did she kissed me right then and there.
Bobbie starts laughing, but she looks back to Artie’s house, knowing in her mind that it wouldn’t be that simple. Because...Ronnie.
Bobbie: Yeah, that sounds like Ma. But, I don’t think that would happen. That bitch Ronnie is always around!
Mr. Dahl: So was your mom’s boyfriend at the time..
Bobbie’s jaw drops, again, and she’s lost for words. Her father nods and chuckles.
Mr. Dahl: Yep. I wasn’t expecting her to kiss me right in front of the poor guy, but she’s your mother. Probably shouldn’t have told her how I felt in front of him, but I made it clear I just wanted her happy. And if he made her happy, than I was happy.
Bobbie: Dad! I can’t...
Mr. Dahl: Look, if you don’t want to tell Artie in front of Ronnie, that’s your decision, sweetheart. But you have to tell him. Go over there now and tell him. Wait until the cruise. It doesn’t matter. Just as long as you tell him. Because if you don’t? You don’t want to go through life wondering what if.
Bobbie takes in a deep breath, once again thinking about everything her father has said. She starts nodding, and forming a plan in her mind.
Bobbie: Maybe you’re right, Dad! Ya know, I’m so glad you and Ma are coming on the cruise to see my match. It means so much to me!
Mr. Dahl: Where else would we be? Who knows, if you play your cards right, not only will you be a champion by the end of the cruise, maybe you’ll finally be with Artie. I’ve got a good feeling, Bobbie.
Bobbie throws her arms around her father, hugging him tight. She stands up from the swing and he looks at her, confused.
Mr. Dahl: Where are you going?
Bobbie: Screw waiting until the cruise. I’m going to go over there now and tell him. Thanks for the chat, Dad. I really needed it!
She then quickly turns and skips away, heading across the street. Mr. Dahl smiles, stands up and disappears back inside their home, wanting nothing but the best for his only daughter.
It only took seconds to get across the street, but to Bobbie, it seemed like an eternity. Ronnie’s car wasn’t in the driveway, so she didn’t have to worry about being interrupted by the crazy girlfriend, but she felt good. At least she thought she did. The closer she got to Artie’s front door, the more her gut grumbled. And it wasn’t because she was hungry, either.
How would she tell him? What would she say? What would he say? So many questions ran through her mind and she only had a few minutes to figure out the answers. As she reached the front door, she was about to know when the door opened and who should she see standing before her?
Bobbie: Ronnie?! What the hell are you doing here?! Your car isn’t here!
Ronnie smirked at her. Bobbie looked her up and down, becoming well aware of Ronnie’s disheveled appearance. Oh God. What had she interrupted?
Ronnie: It’s in the shop. There is a such thing as Uber, ya know. So what’s up, Bobbiekins?
Bobbie felt sick to her stomach and mad all at once. She knew Ronnie was only pretending to be nice, and all she wanted to do was beat the hell out of her.
Bobbie: I need to speak with Artie. Where is he?
Ronnie: He’s in the shower. But you can tell me. I’ll pass along the message.
Bobbie: It’s none of your business! I’ll just wait. He doesn’t take long—
Ronnie: Ooh. I wouldn’t. I was getting ready to join him when I saw you walking up to the house so I thought I’d say hi. It’s sooo good to see you, but I’ll be sure to let him know you stopped by.
Yeah, right, Bobbie thought. And just as Ronnie goes to slam the door in her face, Bobbie puts a hand out and stops her. She forces her way inside the house and Ronnie is appalled.
Ronnie: What the hell is your problem?! I mean...I guess if you want to hear me and Artie have sex in the shower, that’s totally up to you. It’s kinda creepy, but…
Bobbie: Oh shut the hell up, Ronnie. I know what you’re trying to do and it won’t work! But nice try!
Ronnie: Clear it is working if you’re giving me an attitude like that. Well...I’ll see you in a bit I guess. Time to go have Artie lather me up!
Ronnie smirks again and just as she is about to head down the hall to the bathroom, freshly showered and dressed Artie appears, surprised to see Bobbie. Bobbie grins, knowing she had stalled long enough to prevent Ronnie’s plan from unfolding.
Artie: Oh...hey, Bobbie. What are you doing here? Shower is all yours, by the way, Ronnie.
Ronnie: I...uh...can wait a few minutes. I just let Bobbie in. I hope you don’t mind.
Artie shakes his head and smiles.
Artie: No. It’s fine. So, what’s up, Bobbie?
Bobbie: You can go take your shower now, Ronnie. You don’t have to wait on my account. Just need to talk to Artie about cruise business.
Ronnie: Oh I can wait. I don’t take long showers anyway. And I’d love to hear about the cruise, actually.
Bobbie narrows her eyes, knowing exactly what Ronnie was doing. She didn’t want Bobbie to be alone with Artie, so she was stalling. Nice try, Twinkle Tits.
Bobbie: Why? You’re not going to be there anyway so there’s nothing you really need to hear! Just go take your damn shower before I puke. I can smell your damn body odor, honey.
Artie and Ronnie are taken back by Bobbie’s outburst and Ronnie is left fuming. She takes a step forward, pointing a threatening finger and Bobbie.
Ronnie: You’re awful! I don’t care what I have to do. I’ll find a way to be on that cruise!
She gives Artie a quick peck on the cheek and then storms off down the hall towards the bathroom. The door doesn’t slam shut and the sound of the running water is heard a few seconds later. Artie turns his attention back to Bobbie.
Artie: I really wish you two would get along, Bobbie. That was really mean and for no reason.
No reason he knew about, anyway. He saw a different side to Ronnie. The side she put on to appear nice, when Bobbie knew otherwise. With Ronnie in the bathroom, she could have her chance to tell him how she feels, but Bobbie wasn’t stupid. She knew Ronnie was listening from the bathroom.
Artie: So what do you need to talk to me about?
Bobbie: Oh. Uh...it’s nothing. Not important. We can discuss it on the cruise. Sorry I bothered you.
Bobbie goes to turn around and leave, but Artie stops her.
Artie: Are you sure? It seemed kinda important. I know you don’t like Ronnie, but she’s taking a shower so she can’t hear us.
Bobbie laughs.
Bobbie: Yeah. Sure she can’t. She didn’t close the damn door!
The sound of something dropping in the shower is heard a few seconds later, though Bobbie knows that was done on purpose. Ronnie is listening to the entire conversation, meaning Bobbie couldn’t tell Artie how she felt.
Artie: What do I have to do to get you two to get along? If you would just get to know each other...
Bobbie: Oh, I know her just fine, Artie. And I know you deserve better, but I guess I’ll let you figure that out for yourself. Like I said, we can talk on the cruise. It’s no big deal.
Artie: Bobbie...
Bobbie: See ya later, Artie. BYE RONNIE!
Another dropped item in the shower and Bobbie disappears out of the house. Her plan hadn’t worked. If only she were like her Dad and could tell Artie how she felt, while he was in front of Ronnie. If only she could be happy for him being happy with Ronnie.
But she couldn’t. And she’d tell him that when Ronnie wouldn’t be around. On the Summer XXXtreme Cruise…
Day 1- Before Summer XXXtreme Sets Sail
What Are Friends For…
This scene picks up where Emmie left off. Don’t know what I’m talking about? Make sure to check it out when it airs so you’re in the loop!!
Bobbie remains seated at one of the many bars located around the ship. Jack has finished making her a refill of her last drink and slides it over to her. Even though it’s a “fruity” drink, she takes the glass and chugs the whole thing in mere seconds, slamming the empty glass back down on the bar. Jack raises and eyebrow and stares at her as she slides the empty glass back to him.
Bobbie: That shit’s good, Jack! But...can you make me something stronger maybe? Let me see just how good a bartender you are!
Jack reluctantly takes the empty glass, hesitating before he starts making her another drink. He can sense something is going on and places both his palms on the bar, his attention focused directly on Bobbie.
Jack: Something stronger? What’s going on?
Bobbie: Nothing. What makes you ask that?
Jack cracks a smile and chuckles, behavior Bobbie still isn’t used to seeing from him. He leans back from the counter and looks around, deciding what to make for Bobbie.
Jack: I’ve gotten to know you a little better in recent months. Something is off. I can tell. So before I go possibly making you enough booze to get you drunk, I’d like to know why.
Bobbie stares at him for a moment, not prepared to tell anyone else her plans. But she realizes he’s serious, and as she needs more liquid courage, she may have no choice but to spill the beans.
Bobbie: Geez, I didn’t think I was making it that obvious. Sure hope Artie didn’t pick up on anything…
Jack: I had a feeling this had to do with Artie. What’s going on?
Bobbie closes her eyes and takes in a deep breath. She lets it out a few seconds later, and by lets it out, that means everything.
Bobbie: I want this cruise to be the best cruise ever. And since I’ve got a chance to win the Bombshell Roulette Championship, I figured why not start the week out even better by doing something even bigger than that. Twinkle Tits, Ronnie, won’t be here so I have my chance. I...I’m going to tell Artie how I feel.
Bobbie speaks so fast, Jack barely has time to process it all, but he heard every word. He cracks a smile and before saying a word, he begins clapping. Yes, clapping.
Bobbie: What are you doing?!
Jack: Finally! It’s about time! How long have you been keeping your feelings a secret anyway? Even I don’t know.
Bobbie rolls her eyes, still waiting for Jack to make her another drink.
Bobbie: I couldn’t even tell ya. I don’t think I even truly realized until recently anyway. This mess with Ronnie…
Jack: And the fact you kept saying Artie was gay…
Bobbie shoots him a glare.
Bobbie: Yeah, don’t remind me. Just get to make my other drink, please!
Jack holds his hands up defensively and does as Bobbie asks. He works his magic while Bobbie continues talking.
Bobbie: I don’t even know why I thought, or kept saying, that he was gay! Better yet, why he never told me otherwise! I wasn’t the only one to blame in that situation, Jackie boy. But that’s in the past. All I know is that this cruise is my chance to tell Artie how I feel so I gotta take it. My dad helped me realize that.
Jack: You’ve had plenty chances to tell him, Bobbie. You’ve just been too scared. Admit it.
Bobbie: Maybe before I finally realized how I felt. But since then, I’ve had zero chances because of Twinkle Tits. She’s always around! Or always blowing up his phone. I’d really like to know how the hell those two got together because it really makes no sense to me.
Jack grins. He sets another glass in front of Bobbie, holding up a hand before she has a chance to try it.
Jack: I wouldn’t chug the whole thing, Bobbie. Just a fair warning.
Bobbie raises an eyebrow, but she lifts the glass and takes a drink, heading Jack’s warning. Her eyes widen and judging by her reaction the drink is more than strong enough.
Jack: Come on, Bobbie. You really don’t see it?
Bobbie: WOOO! That’s the strongest drink I’ve ever had!! Hot damn!
Bobbie takes her time in between drinks and then looks back to Jack.
Bobbie: See what?! I’m seeing stars right now!
Jack laughs.
Jack: Why Artie is with Ronnie. Bobbie...she really does look just like you.
Ahh that again. Bobbie’s dad had pointed out the same thing, as had everyone else in recent weeks. She really didn’t want to admit it, though she was starting to slowly understand.
Bobbie: Well even IF that is the reason...she’s nothing like me, otherwise! But that won’t matter, because she’ be a non-factor factor after this cruise! I’ll tell Artie how I feel, and he’ll finally dump her. Easy!
Bobbie takes another sip of her drink, the strength hitting her again. She goes quiet for a few moments and then decides to change the subject.
Bobbie: Hey Jack?
Jack: That’s my name. What’s on your mind now?
She takes in another deep breath and looks up at him, and for the first time her eyes look full of doubt.
Bobbie: Do you think I stand a chance at winning the Bombshell Roulette title next week?
Jack: What kind of question is that?!
Bobbie shrugs, unsure of how to answer. Jack once again leans on the bar and looks at her very seriously.
Jack: I think you have a better chance than anyone else in that match, that’s for sure. Don’t go doubting yourself now. One, I’ve never seen you doubt yourself at all so I don’t like it. And two, there’s absolutely no reason to doubt yourself.
Bobbie: The odds are stacked against me, Jack. Literally! This match is over a pool! I’m the biggest girl involved so it won’t exactly be easy for me to stop myself from being tossed into the pool!
Jack: You just gotta believe you can do it. So it won’t be easy. It’s not supposed to be. That’s why when you win, it’ll make the celebration party that much bigger. You can do it, Bobbie.
Bobbie nods, mustering up the most confident smile she can. She takes another drink and Jack looks past her and points.
Jack: And speaking of something you can do. Here’s your chance with Artie.
Bobbie nearly chokes and spins around. Indeed there was Artie walking on the deck behind her, no doubt trying to find her. Bobbie stands up, more confident than before and ask she is about to head towards him, she and Jack here a familiar female voice screeching behind him. It’s Ronnie! Bobbie freezes and her jaw drops.
Jack: Uh oh…That’s not good...
Bobbie: Son of a…!!!
Jack: Bobbie! Don’t!
Too late. She’s had more than enough liquid courage, and she hightails it directly over Artie and now Ronnie, who is trying to drag him out of sight. Jack shakes his head and starts wiping down the counter.
Jack: This week should be interesting...
Interesting indeed. Stay tuned next week to find out what happens next!!
“Wooooohooooo! It’s my favorite time of the year in SCW! My absolute favorite show EVER, and I have an important match to go along with it!! Seriously, Summer XXXtreme is so damn fun, and to think I have an opportunity to walk out as a CHAMPION! Hot damn, this is gonna be great.
At least it should be. I was HOPING I’d start off the week and the cruise on a high note, but nooooo. Some Twinkle Toes stage five clinger had to go and ruin my plans...AGAIN! That’s ok, though. I’ll just have to work EXTRA HARD this week to get her annoying face out of the picture. Sort of like this match coming up next week where my challenger count increased by TWO! Thanks for that, Hot Pants, it’s really appreciated!
No...really, it is! That was NOT sarcasm, because if there is one thing I like, it’s a challenge, and I’ve already heard numerous times how big a challenge this will be for me! Everyone keeps pointing it out! I mean, come on! The fat girl has to keep herself from falling into the pool, right?! Against five other skinny bitches who all want the same thing!
Well guess what?! This fat girl will fight tooth and nail to be the last one standing dry! I know you all enjoy seeing girls get dripping wet…**winks**...but this one plans to protect herself! Sorry to disappoint!!
So not only do I have to face Sammiecakes Marlow, Kate ‘who wishes she had buns of’ Steele and Mercedes ‘Encyclopedia SCW’ Vargas, but Hot Pants Mark Ward decided to throw in Jessie ‘Heavy Metal Bullshit’ Salco, and who the frick is this Valentina chick??
Seriously...who is she?! How can someone who I don’t even know be put in a match for a title?! Has she done any of the work? I doubt it because if she had, I’d know who the hell she is!! No worries...I’ll just booty bump her ass into the pool and move on to Jessie!
Jessie. Jessie, Jessie, oh Jessie! I’m actually glad YOU have been put into this match, honey. You said it yourself a couple weeks ago on Twitter. You’re looking forward to the ‘tidal wave’ that I’ll cause when I get eliminated! And let me guess..now YOU plan to be the one to eliminate me and cause said tidal wave! Hate to disappoint...again...but GOOD LUCK! I’ve already proven I can beat you and oh what joy it will give me to toss your ass into the pool and crush your dreams of becoming the Bombshell Roulette Champ again! Maybe if I’M lucky, you and me will be the final two and after I eliminate YOU, I can do a cannonball into the pool and send your ass straight off the ship!
Anyway...allow me to move on to those who matter a little more. Kate Steele! Oh, Kate...You poor poor soul. I know how badly you wanted this match against Mercedes to be one on one. I know how much you’ve been looking forward to it. Then the odds were stacked a little more against you weren’t they?! You’re a non-factor here, really. I mean...have you really done much of anything these last few weeks before the supercard? Or...do you wait to really put in any amount of work until the supercard?! Seems to be the latter, really. Well, sweetie, maybe you should just go focus on smacking some sense into that obviously gay flaming hubby of yours, and leave the title to the people who put in the work day in and day out! Because it ain’t you!
Hell, Sammie deserves this match wayyyy more than you! Sammie cakes is probably the only one I don’t have a problem with going into this match! Other than the fact she beat me a couple weeks ago, but ah well...it had to happen sometime! But, sorry Sammie, it won’t happen again! It’s sort of a trend with me. You hold one win against me, but I don’t let it happen again. You might be the former champ and all, but that’s how you’re going to remain because I want this more than anything else! More than any of you!!
Including YOU, Mercedes. Yeah, more than the champ herself! Sounds shocking, right? But come on, everyone knows I’m right! Mercedes...I used to like you. I used to respect you, but something changed. And if you saw my little interview at the last Climax Control, before I went on to BEAT you, you’ll know what that is. But allow me to give you a bit of a refresher.
It’s the fact that, unless the title is on the line, you simply DON’T CARE! Just because you’d walk in with the title and still be guaranteed to walk out with the title win or lose, you don’t give a rat’s behind! What a load of bull, Mercedes! What kind of champ is that?! You’re NOT a champ in my book! WHEN I win that title, I’m going to treat EVERY match...EVERY opponent...the SAME! Because non-title match or not...if someone beat you once...they’ll do it again when it really counts. Which is what I plan to do, too!
I know all five of you will be gunning for me first. I understand WHY, but know this…I’m one strong bitch and what a feeling it would be to eliminate all five of you in one swift move!! Sure, that’s unlikely, but I could do it if I really tried!! You all might gang up on the fat girl at a disadvantage, but when I’ve got three people at ring-er, POOLside, that believe in me and KNOW that I can do it..None of you stand a chance!!
Like I said earlier. Summer XXXtreme is my FAVORITE show of the year. It’s my FAVORITE week of the year. It might not have started out great, but I plan on ending it on a high note, and there’s not a damn thing any of you can do to stop me!! Six women hungry for one title fighting over one pool. In true Hunger Games fashion!!
May the odds be ever in MY favor!! And they WILL!!!
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I’ll admit it right now before Mercedes Vargas says anything in her ever present condescending way. I am not the Bombshell Roulette champion going into Summer XXXTreme Seven. I know right? Everyone expected me to be the one wearing the title and defending it on the Sun Princess in the Ultimate X match over the pool. I will also admit that I did think that I would be the one defending the title but ship happens…sorry, cruise pun.
At Into the Void, I lost the title to Mercedes Vargas because she just happened to be the better wrestler that night. No excuses at all. But I did learn my lesson about dividing my focus and the lesson I learned was that if I thought of anything other than what was happening in the ring then I deserved to lose the title that night. However, I congratulate Mercedes on her win. And I vowed to myself that I would not let that happen again…
But I congratulated her again on her successful defense when I won another shot at the title. That is right, I got another shot at the title and once again my focus was divided and I tried my best to win but once again, Mercedes Vargas was the better woman and managed to hand me a booty kickin’ that almost put me out of wrestling. That night was the closest I came to being taken out of this sport I love. But I managed to beat the odds and got a clean bill of health so I can take my spot in the Ultimate X match over the pool for the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Roulette championship.
Let’s take a little bit of a look back at just what it was that split my focus shall we.
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Act one Scene one: In defense of a thesis
Sam Marlowe is pacing along a hallway, the soft click of fashionable high heels can be heard on the stone like floor as a muttering can be heard coming from the redhead as she studies a handful of cards. To one side, Pussy Willow is filming the nervous pacing and trying to calm Sam down. She does manage to calm her enough to get an interview in from her about her match with Bobbie Dahl that week’s Climax Control. Needless to say, Sam took the time to give the interview and to calm down enough to relax for the moment until…
“Sam Marlowe,” calls out a voice. Sam turns to see one of the professors and turns to call out to Pussy to wish her luck.
“As if you need it Sammi,” mutters Pussy as Sam disappears into the room.
Walking to the lectern of the classroom, she runs her hands down the sides of her skirt after putting the cards on the small ledge of the lectern and then offers a timid smile to the row of professors in front of her. Squinting slightly as the lights of the class seem to be burning suns in her eyes, she nods to the faculty members. “Good morning,” she offers as she grips at the sides of the podium.
“Good morning Ms Marlowe,” says an older man with a snide grin on his face. “We are here to listen to your defense of your thesis. You have put forward that…” he says before looking down to the page in front of him before continuing. “You theorize that Shakespeare was indeed a feminist with his use of strong female characters that can be witnessed in present day.”
A second professor leans forward and steeples her fingers as she looks at Sam. “How can you say that Ms Marlowe?” she demands in a slightly nasally voice.
“Thank you, professor,” begins Sam in a slightly wavery voice before she coughs slightly then swallows before beginning to speak again. “Indeed I have to think that even thought Shakespeare does write his histories and they present strong male influences due to the fact that these are plays about the kings of England, his comedies and dramas do put forth strong female characters, albeit they do have to disguise themselves as men to deliver their mental strength.” Sam uses air quotes to frame that comment only to watch as the woman professor raises an eyebrow slightly. Sam lowers her fingers and bites at her lower lip.
“You indicated as such in your thesis but tell me how can you make that claim?” asks the first professor as he leans back to lace his fingers over a slight paunch.
Sam looks down at the cards on the podium then back at the professors. Picking up the cards, she slides them into the pocket on the inside of her blazer then begins to speak. “Take for example, Portia in Merchant of Venice…to save her husband’s best friend, she disguises herself as a young doctor of law, basically a man, and defends him. She speaks about Shylock having mercy and gives a speech that defines mercy and how it is good and how it should be used by the Jew towards Antonio. But Shylock will have his pound of flesh and so seeing that she can’t sway the Jew, she grants him that pound of flesh…”
“But that doesn’t mean that she is mentally strong,” interrupts the teacher as she spares a look between the two other professors.
“As I was saying,” continues Sam, “she does grant him the pound of flesh but is able to reason that yes he may have the pound of flesh but not one drop of blood. Granted that anyone might have seen it but it took Portia speaking out loud that he was to receive exactly what he wished for under the law but also that he was breaking the law in his demands. Sadly, she had to do it behind the façade of being a man but she reasoned well and was applauded for her mental acuity.”
“And how can this be brought into modern times?” asks the third professor in an accented voice. “How can such mental acuity be seen today? And would you theorize that as a feminist, this would not need the disguise of masculinity in today’s atmosphere.”
Sam bites her lip as she thinks a moment. “Well, if you ask me, in the modern era, women have butted up against a glass ceiling where their intelligence and strength can be seen. There have been some great women that have stepped out of the shadows and into the light. I would say Queen Elizabeth the first set the stage for Shakespeare and his strong women,” offers Sam. “I would also say that women have proven they can speak up, show strength and not need to hide their strength or skill. There have been women Prime Ministers that have lead countries around the world. You have great women like the suffragettes who won the vote for women…”
Sam trails off as she sees the professors writing. Taking a deep breath, she leans forward. “If I could, might I use an example that is a bit unconventional?”
“How so Ms Marlowe?” demands the paunchy professor.
“I don’t know if you know but I have a second career outside of academia,” she says with a bit of a smile. “For the past couple of years as I have been working on my thesis, I have also been wrestling for a promotion here in Vegas called Sin City Wrestling and I have to say, the bombshells that I work with…that is what the female wrestlers are referred to…all of them are very examples of what Shakespeare envisioned his heroines to be. We are strong and brave and intelligent and oh so capable of carrying matches and even whole programs of shows.”
Puffing up with pride, Sam smiles again before speaking. “I know I have read about all sorts of strong female characters and believe it or not, I see myself using their skills and taking them as role models for myself. Take Portia from the Merchant of Venice. She is someone that does her best for her husband and his friends. She thinks of all the options and she does as much as she can to win for them. I do the same thing. I am there for my friends, I do my best in the ring and I do what I can to win.”
The woman looks slightly impressed but the third professor leans forward with a sneer. “Really Ms Marlowe, you identify with Portia, do you?” he states as he points his pen towards Sam. “Shakespeare had many other heroines but you decide you identify with Portia. I am disappointed in you.”
“Hold on Professor, I didn’t say that I only identify with Portia. I also identify with Rosalind from As You Like It,” replies Sam. “I identify that spirit of determination in the face of adversity. I also identify with Viola in Twelfth Night because she would rather do the wish of the Duke to her unhappiness only to gain her desire in the end. In all these women of Shakespeare, I see myself in their characters. And every week I am put in a match for SCW, I take my cue from their traits. I ‘cut a promo’ in an attempt to let my opponent know that I am strong and brave and just like the heroines of Shakespeare. Seriously, if his women were alive today, I think they would be wrestlers just like me!”
Sam stops, her breathing deep and fast as she warms to her subject. The woman professor is nodding in agreement as the other two professors share a look. “Thank you Ms Marlowe,” offers the professor with the paunch. “We appreciate you coming to speak to us. And we appreciate your candor and your defense of your thesis. You will be hearing from us,” he offers before waving her out the door and leaning over to speak to the third professor.
Sam’s face falls slightly as she nods her thanks and moves towards the door. She stops with her hand on the doorknob and turns back to see the three in animated conversation and ignoring her. She turns the knob and disappears through the doorway back into the hall which is now empty. Taking a deep slow breath, Sam turns and disappears down the hallway and through a door at the end.
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I am at the end of moment in my life where I needed to focus on something other than wrestling and I did. Only because I did, I lost the Bombshell Roulette title and I let myself down. But after giving my defense of my thesis for my Masters, I was right back on the horse so to speak and I beat Bobbie Dahl to once again get a shot at the Bombshell Roulette title and that was something that I was looking forward to.
Speaking of Bobbie, I did beat her in that match and she is one of the Bombshells in the match at Summer XXXTreme. Now I am sure that she is going to be saying that she is not going to let me get the better of her again and I know that she did beat Mercedes in a non-title match which says to me that she is hungry for the title which should worry me given the fact she is agile for her size.
But before she beat Mercedes, Mercedes managed to beat me to retain her title. I still feel the pain every now and then. Doctors had told me that I was a very lucky girl being able to absorb what she dished out. You should have seen me…beaten and bloody and stuck in a hospital bed…
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Act Two Scene Two: Hospitals Suck
Sam wakes in the hospital after Climax Control where she lost a coffin match to Mercedes Vargas and her dreams of winning the Bombshell Roulette title that night were dimmed. Oh sure, she was going to be battling for it again at the Summer XXXTreme supercard however, the match results might have put a damper on that…
“Hello Ms, wakey wakey,” says a friendly nurse as she checks on Sam. Putting the stethoscope over her shoulders, she wheels a machine closer to Sam and puts on a blood pressure cuff before pressing a button to activate it. Sam winces as the cuff tightens around her arm with a soft beeping that she watches. Sudden huffs of air can be heard as the machine measures her vitals. Suddenly with a beep, the machine lights up with numbers that the nurse takes down and then with a smile pops the small plastic tip onto the thermometer and wiggles it in Sam’s direction. “You look just awful,” she says making small talk. “My colleague says you are a wrestler. Why would someone as good looking as you must be,” she offers with an apologetic look as she motions at the blood and bruises on Sam, “want to mess herself up like this?”
Sam can’t help but laugh before moaning and bringing her other hand to her head. “Just lucky I guess,” she jokes.
The nurse laughs and writes down the vitals before setting the clipboard on the small table and leans closer to give Sam a look. “How are you feeling? Do you need anything for pain?” she asks.
Sam thinks about it and shakes her head slowly. “I just need the number of that truck that hit me last night. Seriously, only think I could ask for is some Tylenol and water. And to get out of here.”
“First things first missy, I will go and get you that Tylenol but you are going nowhere until you are looked at again by the doctor. He will be doing rounds in a little bit and he has the final say,” offers the nurse who smiles as she sets the clipboard in the cabinet at the door of Sam’s room.
Sam only waits long enough to see the nurse leave before she throws off the blanket and slide her legs over the side of the bed. She stands up, the hospital gown swaying slightly. As she straightens up, she cries out in pain as vertigo forces her to hold her head and sit down on the bed once more. Dropping one hand to the pillow, she closes it into a fist and slams it into the bed.
“I can’t stay here,” she mutters as she looks around for her clothes, sliding along the bed to the end of it to find her ring gear in a clear plastic bag attached to the end of the hospital bed. She reaches and pulls it onto the bed and then tries once more to stand but shaking her head, she sits and rests as she opens the bag to pull out her hot pants and halter.
The door opens to reveal a man in a white lab coat with short gray hair and a moustache that twitched as he tried to hide a smile. “What are you doing little lady?” he asks in a grandfatherly way that has Sam pulling her ring gear behind her back in a guilty attempt to hide her intentions. “You must really want to escape. It’s the food isn’t it?” he asks as he grabs the clipboard to read it.
“No, it isn’t the food,” replies Sam as she offers a bit of a half smile. “I just don’t feel really comfortable in hospitals is all.”
Chuckling, the doctor nods before adding, “Well it is a good thing you clarified that, I might have worried it was me.”
“Oh no,” exclaims Sam blushing furiously. “I don’t even know you but you look to be…nice,” says the redhead as she holds out a hand towards the doctor. “So, how bad is it?” she asks trying to lighten the mood.
“Well you seem to have a slight hairline fracture of your right orbital bone, a black eye and luckily no sign of concussion although I would still like you to have a CT Scan to confirm that. So how did this happen?”
“Well, I don’t know if you know but I was in a match and well it is a specialty match and I was kicked into a coffin by my opponent,” confesses Sam. “She kicked me in the head and I landed face first into the lid before it slammed down on me.”
“Now I know you are going to need a CT Scan,” he orders in a stern voice. “Had I known about this last night, I would have done more than just let you sleep. You are a lucky young lady. So you are to go to nuclear medicine and get your head checked and come back to this room. I am calling an orderly and you are not to move until I have the report.”
Sam swallows then offers the doctor a hopeful look. “Could we put a rush on this, I have to get home,” she asks which makes the doctor give her a stern look that softens when he sees the hopeful look on the redhead, her eyes wide.
“I will see what I can do,” he offers and then writes something on her chart. He sets the chart on the door then moves to check Sam’s eyes and head. With gentle hands, he feels along the cheek bone and nose forcing Sam to wince in pain. Tsking slightly, he pulls out a pen light and shines it into the eyes of Sam noting how her eyes react before pulling it away. “Well, it is looking good so far but I still want that CT Scan to see if all your marbles are still there,” he jokes as the orderly arrives with a wheel chair.
The pair help Sam to sit in the chair and as she sits, she looks up at the doctor. “Trust me Doctor, they are there. Everytime I move my head, I can feel them rattlin’ in there,” she teases as she is wheeled out leaving the doctor to laugh behind her.
Sam is wheeled to a hallway that has a sign on it that reads Nuclear Medicine. Wheeling into a room, she is met by a technician who is handed her chart then leads her to a large machine. A cyclinder sphere is there with a bench poking out of it like a tongue. The technician smiles as he brings a needle to her IV that is on the back of her hand. Inserting the needle, he plunges the liquid into the blood stream of Sam who takes a sharp intake of breath as a heat travels along her body. She is moved to the bench then it is moved electronically inside the cyclinder.
“Don’t move,” says a disembodied voice. “When you are asked to take a deep breath, take one and hold it until told you can let it go.”
Sam holds up a hand with a thumbs up before the machine begins to buzz…
An hour later, Sam is back in the room and resting on the bed when the door opens and a familiar face appears around it.
“Hey Sami, you decent?” teases Colton Myers before he slides through the door and towards the bed. The smile on his face fades slightly as he sees the extent of the injuries on her face. “Whoa!”
“It is not as bad as it looks Camo,” offers Sam as she reaches up to brush fingers through her red curls to try to straighten them. “I will heal I am sure. I just hope that I am able to be in the match at Summer XXXTreme.”
“You want to be in that match? Sami I think that kick to the head scrambled it,” observes Colton with a shake of his head.
“Colton, trust me, I know I look bad and I know I have looked worse. I am not going to let this opportunity get away from me. I will be on that ship and I will be fighting in that Ultimate X match to get my title back,” vows Sam as she sits up.
“Good thing that I am coming with you,” Colton says. “You are going to need someone there to look after you. Besides, I can’t let my girl be on that ship without her cheering section!” He twirls his hands by his head like a cheerleader which has Sam laughing.
The two friends turn as the door opens and the doctor comes in with a smile on his face. “What’s the news doc?” asks Colton.
“Are you her husband?” demands the doctor.
Both friends say ‘no’ at the same time which has the doctor chuckling. “But it is okay doctor, Colton is promising to take care of me so I guess he can listen,” says Sam as Colton moves to sit behind her on the other side of the bed. He rests a hand on the shoulder of Sam as the doctor begins to speak.
“First of all missy, you show a slight concussion but nothing to worry much about, it should be gone within a couple of weeks given that you rest and don’t put yourself in a position to do anymore damage…” he begins.
Colton is about to say something but Sam stops him. She turns back to the doctor. “Could you write me a certificate that says I am cleared to wrestle at Summer XXXTreme? I will need one otherwise I won’t be able to get on that ship.”
“I figured as much,” says the doctor who pulls an envelope from the clipboard and hands it to Sam. “I don’t want to push things but I can’t prevent you from this. Good luck Sam Marlowe…you will need it. Also, here are your discharge papers. I will leave you to change and you may leave.”
“Thanks Doctor,” say both Colton and Sam. Nodding the doctor leaves at Colton moves to the chair and holds up a bag.
“I thought you might want to wear something other than your ring gear to go home. I’ll be outside, call me when you are dressed and we can blow this popsicle stand,” offers Colton as he moves to the door then through it to the hallway.
Sam watches him go then stands slowly to pull the clothes from the bag. Inside is a pair of jeans and a Riverdale tee that has an image of what most would think was Archie but it has the name Colton Myers autographed on it. With a laugh, Sam pulls the curtain closed as she reaches for the tie of the hospital gown.
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I showed up on the go home edition of Climax Control and I stood in the middle of the ring and showed the world that I was cleared to wrestle at Summer XXXTreme and I was ready and focused on the prize. And let me tell you what that is going to mean for the others in the match.
It means that I am coming with nothing between me and my drive to take back the belt. So firstly, I want everyone in the match to know that it is going to be a wet night for all of the others in this match. I am going to climb that obstacle and I am going to once more be the Bombshell Roulette title holder.
I am sure that all the others in this match are going to think that with this injury that I was hospitalized for is going to be a disadvantage for me when I am fighting for the belt. Nothing could be further from the truth because I am going to use it as an advantage. Each time I feel the slightest twinge of pain, it is going to fuel my desire to transfer that pain to someone else in my fight for the title.
So I am ready to step into the arena of the pool on the Sun Princess and I am going to be the one that will be climbing the supports, inching my way along the cables suspended over the pool and I will be taking the belt back.
Now I have to say that my opponents in the match offer different challenges and I am ready to face them all. Valentina for example, no one knows who she is but I made sure that I did some studying of her and she may seem like a long shot to win this match but no, even a nobody could pull out the win. And maybe Valentina might, just might have what it takes to pull it out. So I am not going to underestimate her but I am not going to take my eyes off the prize either.
Then we must talk about Kate Steele although I have to wonder about her. I haven’t seen her in a while and from what the tabloids seem to be showing…TMZ, I am talking about you, I have to think her mind won’t be on the match considering how she seems focused on her husbands’ gems. I wouldn’t want to get in the middle of that family’s issues. So unless she keeps her mind on the match, she stands a very good chance to win. Something tells me though that she isn’t going to be able to see anything but the Gems and if that is the case, she just might beat herself before any of us can beat her.
Then Jessie Salco, she was added to the match at the last minute because Mark Ward decided to add her. And bravo, she had been a champion earlier this year before she stepped in the ring with me to unify the Honor Legacy championship with the belt we are competing for at Summer XXXTreme. At that supercard, I beat her to unify the two belts and come the Ultimate X match over the pool, I am going to do it again and beat her. So sorry Jessie but I can’t let you have the belt when I want it more.
Speakng of more, Bobbie Dahl is also in this match for the belt and she has proven that she deserves to be there. After all, she did beat the champion at the last show. Sadly it was non-title. And I have to give it to Bobbie, she is one heck of a competitor and she knows the ropes for sure. But Bobbie, I think that when it comes to this title, the hunger you have for it is only slight compared to the desire that burns in my midsection to wear that title again. When you say you are hungry for the title, I am hungrier.
And then we have the champion herself, Mercedes Vargas who is the one that I am most focused on. See there is nothing between me and that title except you and that means regardless of the others in the match, the one I have to beat is you. I am sure that you will talk all about how you beat me and I will admit it, you did. But when that happens, I tend to come back harder and faster. So the title is on the line at Summer XXXTreme…
While I am at it, I guess I can be like Mercedes with her encyclopedia of knowledge. I want to remind the five others in this match that two years ago when I first won the Bombshell Roulette title, it was at Summer XXXTreme over the pool when I beat Jessie Salco and Chelsea Payne, whom I retired with an injury, for the Bombshell Roulette title in an Ultimate X over the pool match.
One must wonder if I am going to repeat history or not at this Summer XXXTreme. I would like to think so.
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Post by: Kate Steele on August 23, 2019, 02:52:23 PM
Down the Corridors of the Ocean View Rooms
Kate Steele couldn’t help but smirk as the beautiful Sun Princess had sat sail and it was aboard the waters for its many fun days at sea. After spending time in a holding cell and being arrested for putting her hands on a Child Protective Services agent Kate was extremely pissed. She didn’t know why her daughter was taken away from her. It was absolutely absurd to her and she needed to get some answers. It was going to be a long time away from the rest of the world so she was going to do everything in her power to get exactly what she needed. Kate was clad in a pair of plaid pants and a Gem Stone t shirt. She walked down a long corridor with her best friend Kimberly Williams, and Kimberly did her best to try to pull the crazed and psychotic English woman away.
“Kate you really need to stop this. What you are doing is absolutely crazy! You already got arrested right before we even got on this ship. I don’t think it’s wise to do what you are about to do. You still have Juliet to think about and that should be the most important thing on your mind!”
Kate however continued to storm her way towards her destination. It was crazy what she was going to do but she wasn’t going to allow anybody to stop her. She just kept on walking and walking as she could see her destination at the end of the hallway.
“I don’t bloody care anymore. You think I give a shit about any of that right now?! No what I want more than anything else is to tell my husband off. He will get a piece of my mind and all of this is ridiculous. Why would he call CPS on me?! I didn’t do anything to Juliet. I might be that C word…”
Kimberly lets go of Kate as she stands there with her arms folded.
“You mean CRAZY?! Yes you are a tad crazy…”
Almost on cue on hearing that word Kate immediately turns around as she looks back at Kimberly.
“You know I am going to let that slide right?!”
“See what I mean?! You broke a woman’s arm… It’s only a matter of time before she sues you for what you did. You showed that you aren’t fit to be a mother and at the end of the day you are going to let Teddy win. This is what he wants. He wants to see you self-destruct. He wants you to be at your very worst and he doesn’t want you to come back from this. I know I am not supposed to say this as my husband is best friends with your husband but even you have to acknowledge what I am saying to you. Just let it go. Teddy isn’t worth it. You can do so much better than this. There are so many other people out there and you need to snap out of this before Teddy breaks your heart in ways that you can’t even fathom!”
“I DON’T FUCKING CARE… HE IS MY HUSBAND…Everybody can call me a lunatic for as far as I am concerned. They can call me psycho… I DON’T GIVE A BLOODY FUCK if it is an unpopular opinion. All I know is that i love my husband. I love him no matter what he puts me through and nobody will love him like I can. Not a Ruby, not a Sapphire, Not an Emerald, and certainly not a Diamond! He is all of mine for the taking and I will get my man one way or another!”
Kimberly just sighs in return.
“Do you even hear yourself right now?! It doesn’t even sound right. You have lost sense of every part of yourself. This isn’t who you are Kate. I don’t know what you have become but you really can’t be satisfied by any of this especially when you have a little girl who needs you more than anything in the world right now!”
“And what the fuck do you know Kimberly?! You were the one who abducted her in the first place. For all I know you could be the mysterious Diamond and you could be pulling my chain altogether. That would be just like you wouldn’t it?! it wouldn’t be the first time that you screwed me over! I don’t care what you think. I don’t care what anybody thinks. The only thing I care about is getting my man and I am going to do everything in my power to win him over…”
With that Kate marches her way to Teddy’s room and she is standing right outside of it. The room to see of an ocean view as all of the best rooms were reserved for the top tier talent but an ocean view was still nice none the less. She smirked as she thought about knocking but instead she stepped out of the view of the doorway as she waved over to Kimberly.
“Bring your little ass over here Kimberly…”
Kimberly raised her eyes in amazement as she walked over.
“What do you need from me?!”
“I want you to knock on the door. He obviously won’t answer it if he sees me standing outside of it, and besides if you knock I can see if you are Diamond. I will be able to tell by the way he address you…”
Kimberly looks back at Kate.
“Look you are nuts but if this is going to make you happy so be it…”
Without hesitation Kimberly begins to knock on the door. Kate waits out of view as the door to Teddy’s cabin opens it. Teddy smiles as he looks at Kimberly.
“Hey what’s going on Kimberly? Where is your husband at?!”
Kimberly shrugs her shoulders.
“He is just talking some wrestling strategies over with his daughter Brittany. Anyway Teddy I just wanted to say that…”
Before she could say anything else that is when Teddy is found being tackled hugged to the ground by the likes of Kate Steele. She lands right on top of him as she grabs his face and plants a wet sloppy kiss on his lips. He seems disgusted as he kicks and thrashes about.
“GET OFF OF ME!!!”
“No!!! I am not going to get off of you. You need to understand that I am going to love you no matter what. I will love you to your very last breath. You are mine and as far as I am concerned I am Mrs. Warren and nobody else will ever take that mantle away from me!”
“You are psychotic Kate! Get your ass off of me. You shouldn’t even be here right now I have a restraining order against you. You aren’t allowed to get this close to me. all I need to do is pick up the phone call some of the ship’s security and they will haul your ass far from here…”
Kate however isn’t trying to listen to that as she just keeps kissing on her husband. She shakes her head with a smile as she intentionally smears more lipstick on him as she slowly backs away.
“Now why would you want to go and do that for?! We have so much fun to be had between the both of us. After all you are my husband and I am your wife. I am always going to be your wife and you can’t do anything to change that. If you want to wear the heels and the skirt in this relationship by all means feel free to do so but we all know that I wear the pants here and…”
She smirks as Kimberly looks onward from the door.
“Kate compose yourself and…”
“YES I KNOW… GET A ROOM!!! I HAVE A ROOM THANK YOU VERY MUCH! My husband’s room would definitely suffice and as far as I am concerned you are being a little busy body by just standing there and staring. So if you would excuse me a little privacy would go a very long way!”
With that Kate quickly gets up as she stands up and she pushes Kimberly as hard as she can out of the room. She grabs a do not disturb sign and hangs it on the door hook outside of the door. She makes sure to lock both locks as she glares back at her man who seems to be back pedaling. Teddy seems have an expression of horror as his wife approaches him.
“Kate… No…. You need to stay away from me!”
“Why babe… Don’t you love your wife?! After all this is what you married… You are my stuffed teddy bear and you are mine to hug over and over again. I just want to squeeze you to death. Do you think a restraining order would keep me away from the man that I love?! Do you think CPS knocking on my door would keep me away?! Most definitely not… I broke two women’s arms just for you and I plan to break many more. You can’t escape me especially considering they put you in this shitty room. I mean what is the point of an ocean view if you don’t have a balcony to sit outside… It seems like an absolute waste and you just made it easier for me to get exactly what I wanted…”
“Kate no… This isn’t right…. Look you are amazing okay! You are a beautiful woman and…”
“SHUT YOUR BLOODY TRAP…I HAVE SO MUCH GOING ON THIS CRUISE… I could be doing so many activities. I got a concert planned but here I am spending time chasing after you because I love you, and I need to know one simple thing. Do you love me?!”
Teddy doesn’t answer in respond as he refuses to say anything in return.
Kate begins to crawl towards him her smile is seductive. Teddy looks around realizing there is nowhere to go. Teddy just tries to look away but his eyes is forced to that of his wife as she takes off her shirt and flings it right him. Later a bra and pants get flung his way. We can see Kate’s backside now as her face slowly turns to that of the light. She flicks it off as our mind can take us to what happens next.
2 Hours later
A figure can be seen knocking at the door of Teddy Warren. It is that of Ruby the only one of Teddy’s Gems besides the mysterious Diamond that has boarded the ship. Kate answers the door as she is wearing one of Teddy’s shirts that seems to be very baggy on her. She walks out as Ruby doesn’t know what to think as she glares at the British woman that is standing there. At first she is hesitant considering what Kate just did to Sapphire on the last show. Kate skips around as she smiles at the blonde bimbo.
“Hai!!! Ruby right?!”
“Why are you in Teddy’s room?!”
“Oh little O’ Me?! I am his wife I can go into his room if I want… DUH!”
“Where is Teddy?!”
Kate smiles as she winks at her.
“Oh he was inside of m.. AHEM I mean inside his ROOM! Yes that is where he is… And you can go see him if you really want too… I am such a CIVILIZED woman… I won’t break your arm here if that is what you are so scared of! You don’t have to worry about that… What you should worry about is if he will still have his mind on you or if he can’t stop thinking about me… I mean I do have that effect on people!”
Kate skips around back and forth as she glares back at Ruby as she sings as loud as she can.
“I JUST HAD SEXXXXXXXXXX… AND I NEVER FELT BETTERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR”
Ruby’s eyes light up as she doesn’t even know what to say. She just glares daggers at the English woman as she looks back with a look of disdain. Kate however is holding a pair of pink panties in her hand as she flicks it at Ruby.
“I do believe this belongs to Teddy…”
Ruby catches them but in an instance Kate quickly snatches them away as she chuckles in return.
“Wait a moment… I do believe those are MINE… Teddy had the polka dot ones… You can find them in the room… Ta Ta BITCH!!!”
Kate happily begins to skip around with a wide smirk on her face. She is wearing her two pig tails proudly as she keeps singing as loudly as she can.
“I JUST HAD SEXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX”
Ruby is left to stand there seething. She angrily bangs on the wall as she quickly storms into the room as our attention is on that of Kate Steele…
On Camera
The cameras come into focus and it is on that of Kate Steele. She seems to be deck side right by the pool as she is clad in some skimpy clothes as she walks over to where Griffin Hawkins, Gibby Hale, and Chip Zanuff are standing. They all seem to be a bit worried as they glance over at Kate.
Griffin: Kate is everything okay… It’s not like you to miss a sound check…
Chip: We are going to rock this ship tonight. The crowd has been waiting for this show for a while and it is up for us o rock this boat!
Gibby: I can’t wait to bang the drums!
Kate: I GOT BANGED BY SOMETHING ELSE!
Kate says eagerly as she looks at everyone in the band who seems shocked. Griffin looks at Kate as he seems a bit concerned.
Griffin: Kate you know you will have to tell us all of the details at some point. On top of that I just want you to stay focused. This is a once and a lifetime experience, and I know it must be tough to be the only woman in this male metal group. You sure you in the right state of mind to be doing this show?!
Kate: I BANGED MY HUSBAND!!!!
Griffin: Kate… You sure that was the right thing to do… I mean what has been going on between Teddy and you… I told you I would take care of the things going on with him. You shouldn’t lose focus of what is important in your match for the Roulette Championship by focusing on Teddy. That is going to cause you to split your focus and it may not lead you to the win that you seek…
Kate: Stop being such a party pooper! I am focused and I am going to bash all of those others girls in. They have no idea on what to expect especially when I come back to get what is rightfully mine. Anyway it’s show time so let’s do what we do okay?!
Griffin: Kate wait!!!!
Kate doesn’t listen as she quickly runs onto the stage with her electric guitar in her hand. She puts it to the side as her band mates quickly follow her. She smiles as she grabs the microphone up to her lips and nods head as everybody on the boat begins to start up Devilition chants. Some however break out into Kate chants as she walks on the stage and stares at the roaring crowd.
“This has been a long time coming but let me be the first to say welcome to SUMMER XXXTREME SEVEN!!!! Wow that is really amazing isn’t it. This event has existed for seven different occasions and I just want to say that I have had the pleasure of being part of two of them. Two of them in which I have never lost and that makes me undefeated at this special event. It feels like a blur when I was submitting Natalie Mckinley in one match and I had the pleasure of teaming up with Amy Marshal and Devona to beat the Mean Girls in another. Yet this event continues to go on and it has to be one of the most fun ones of the entire year. It is a great event because you all get to interact with us on a deeper level and you get surrounded by us for an entire week. How amazing is that?!”
The crowd roars back with excitement as Kate shakes her head in return as she continues to speak.
“Yes I know it is special and this ship has been fun from the wonderful times frequenting the many different activities for everybody to do on this ship. One of the best things to do in my opinion would be that of spending time right here poolside. What a perfect place to work on your tan or in my case my non-existent one. Just think that in a few short days this pool is going to transform into a place where you are going to see an amazing battle for the Roulette Championship. I can tell you this much I will not go in the drink. I will emerge as the champion. There are so many women in this match who feel like they deserve to be in this match but out of everybody in this match I am the woman who has never asked for a rematch after losing my title to Veronica Taylor. I set the bar for the title and it’s time to get back what I lost. It is time to get back what belongs to me and I won’t let anybody get in the way of me doing so!. This is my division and consider this the return of the Siren!”
Kate chuckles again.
“That’s right I am the Siren, a woman who is empowered by singing sweet lullabies of wrestling and leading people to their demise into the drink and by the end of the night I hope the water swallows everyone up. I always get what I want and the Roulette Championship will not be any different. Now I know you are ready for the concert to begin but I got some things that I need to address and it is all about this big match that we have a huge match coming up. I would say that it is between 6 amazing competitors who are all vying for a right to be the champion but let me just go on the record and call a spade a spade here especially when it comes to Mercedes Vargas.”
Kate shakes her head in utter disgust as she continues to share her heart.
“Vargas is a premier athlete there is no doubt about that, and she out of everybody in this match knows everybody’s stats and will be one of the first to talk down an opponent or make fun of somebody for losing. Yet as much as Vargas loves to play do you remember this date or throw stats in somebody’s face she hasn’t said shit about this match since the last Climax Control. She has become a mute and you can’t go on being a dominant champion by being one who doesn’t know how to step up when challenges come in your way. It seems like she has been silenced and the match hasn’t even begun yet. That disappoints me because Vargas wasn’t a true champion to begin with. She is just a woman who rather watch others have misfortune but when the focus is on her she doesn’t deliver and stays clearly in her lane. You honestly think you are a better champion than I was with the title Vargas?!”
Kate laughs as she looks at the crowd.
“You are a bloody joke. Crystal may have been right about you. You are truly a pussy. A woman who doesn’t arise to the challenge and it’s honestly pathetic. You are the bloody champion for Christ Sakes. You are supposed to defend your crown and actually show you give a bloody fuck. I have seen this before though and it reminds me of that of Anthony Joshua… Yes Mackenzie I am gonna pick on your choice of fighters! But Anthony Joshua got exposed when he finally came over to America had his big fight in the Garden of all places and you know what happened?! His ass got knocked out to someone he had no business in losing against. Perhaps he really wasn’t worthy of the hype in the first place and that is what I think of when I see Vargas…”
Kate shakes her head as she speaks again.
“She doesn’t live up to any of the hype. She fights true fighters and doesn’t say shit yet when its somebody who she obviously can bully she runs her mouth. That isn’t a champ that is a chump and will be exposed when things hit her. I will enjoy taking Vargas out of this match personally and she probably won’t even make it to the end. She is a fraud and will be looked upon as such come Sunday. I could at least say that Valentina didn’t bother to say anything. She is the woman that nobody really knows about but what makes her different from Vargas is she doesn’t have the accolades that Vargas has. Vargas should know better. Valentina this is finally your big break and you haven’t done anything with it as of yet. Perhaps you might show something different but to be honest I highly doubt that. Not now and certainly not ever…”
Kate flicks her hands through her hands as she continues to speak.
“Now that we got those two out of the way let’s talk about the three women that actually matter in this match, the three women who actually could be arsed to say something about this match. I am talking about the likes of Bobbie, Sam, and of course Jessie Salco… Oh why don’t we start with that of Bobbie, I just want to say that you really are getting under my skin and its annoying. I can PERSONALLY tell you that my husband is far from being gay… JUST TRUST ME! Maybe you look at someone else’s relationship or what have you why don’t you look at yourself in the mirror! Maybe try weight watchers or just anything for that matter! But you don’t need to worry about that weight problem anymore when I am done with you…”
Some fans actually start booing Kate.
“Hey I understand that weight jokes are a touchy subject but when Bobbie gets eliminated she will be able to swim and thus burn so many calories! On top of that her losing will make her lose weight because she won’t have the burden of the thought of being Roulette Champion on her mind to weigh her down. I am going to liberate her of such because she will be looking upwards as I cluch onto that champion and win the title. It is only right and it is in my sight right?! Time to send her into the drink…”
Kate waves her hand as she paces around the stage.
“But there is also Salco in this match and it is befitting this is a heavy metal concert! Salco was in this very type of match two years ago. She lost the match which allowed Sam Marlowe to rise to the top of the Roulette world. Salco we have been here many times haven’t we?! I believe I am the queen of these multi person matches. It was a match like this where I won my first Roulette Championship. It was a multi person match in which I won my briefcase, and it will be this very match where I beat you to claim my title. You are a pioneer of this division. You have been here for a while and I respect that. However for as long as you have been here you know I am the better wrestler. I know how to deliver, and I am heavy metal mayhem in a nutshell. I am what you should be but you just haven’t broken the code on what it takes to really take your career to the next level. You wander around trying to find out what fits or what’s going to elevate you to the next level, and I simply just wrestle my heart, and not give a damn about what happens. Whatever happens you can rest assured I am bringing the fight. I am entering this match with one purpose and that is prove that I am simply better than you and the other five women in this match. Maybe one day you will have your big lucky break but tonight it is all about me. it is all about being the best person I possibly can be and that spells trouble for you. So why don’t you go throw yourself in the mosh put that is the pool. It seems like a perfect place to splash about and make some noise!”
Kate can’t help but chuckle some more as she shakes her head and continues to speak.
“Last but not least that brings us to that of Sam Marlowe. The goody girl… The woman who has been here so many times and is going to do everything in her power to showcase she is the best of the best. You know what Sam as good as you might think you are I don’t believe our paths have really crossed that much. I do remember the match in which I won the Roulette championship in the first place back at My Bloody Valentine you were supposed to be in that match but Mikah chose you to defend her title against, and thus you were pulled from may match and I was capitalized by taking control of the situation. You did as well as you won the World title that same night. It seems like a long time ago but you were a World Champion! What happened Sam Marlowe?! Will you ever get back to what you were?! We shall see… I do know this however. Despite what you and others might think. Despite everybody thinking they have a bone to pick with me because I am not worthy in their eyes I have earned this chance. I earned my spot and after waiting all this time I will get what belongs to me.”
Kate grins again as she speaks some more.
“So all of you show me your best and I will answer the call. I will be the last woman left and I will grab that title with my bare hands. Are you ready to go for a swim because I know I am… This is the year of the Siren for I am Kate Steele and I am your future Roulette Champion!!!!!!!”
The crowd cheers in excitement as the band all roars with excitement.
Griffin: Now who is ready for a Devilition concert?!
The crowd cheers once again but something catches Kate’s eyes. It is that of her husband walking among the crowd while holding Ruby’s hands. Kate clutches the microphone tighter than before as she whispers to her band mates and they begin to play the tune of Avril Lavigne’s girlfriend. As soon as the music starts a spotlight hits Teddy as she signs loudly.
Kate: HEY HEY YOU YOU… I DON’T LIKE YOUR GIRLFRIEND! NO WAY NO WAY I THINK YOU NEED A NEW ONE! HEY HEY YOU YOU I CAN BE YOUR GIRLFRIEND! HEY HEY YOU YOU I KNOW THAT YOU LIKE ME… NO IT’S NOT A SECRET…. I COULD BE YOUR GIRLFRIEND!!!!
It is at that instant where Kate throws the microphone to the side. Ruby looks at Kate and Kate dives off of the stage right onto the blonde. The two begin fighting with one another as the crowd all yells FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! In return. Griffin quickly jumps down to grab Kate as Teddy is yanking Ruby away. The crowd seems to be overly excited as we fade out on this craziness with a psychotic look on Kate’s face.
Post by: Jessie Salco on August 23, 2019, 09:02:15 PM
Summer XXXTreme was this weekend and the annual summer spectacular had a stacked card as always, however the two resident metalheads, Jessie Salco and Caleb Storms, were in contention for the Roulette Championship in the annul Ultimate X Over the Pool Match and with Jessie taking on Sam Marlowe, Kate Steele, Bobbie Dahl, Valentina and the champion Mercedes Vargas who has turned away both Jessie and Sam in her last two title defenses, will Jessie finally win another title?
On board the sun princess cruise liner
Friday the 23rd of August 2019, 11:00am
Seven years.
Seven years ago I made my SCW Supercard debut in similar circumstances, I had been booked once at the start of the cycle and not used again until I got thrown into a title match featuring multiple challengers, difference is I’m now twenty nine, a lot more experienced, I have a lot more credentials under my belt and yet they still saw fit to not book me in a single match over the past few weeks! At least the last Climax Control can be explained away by me being at Bloodstock.
Or Floodstock as we ended up calling it on Sunday but that’s not important.
And honestly, if you need me to tell you what is important for me right now, I have to ask, what rock have you been living under? The women’s Ultimate X Match for the Bombshell Roulette Championship is this Sunday and with three worthy challengers for the title and Bobbie Dahl and Valentina, Mercedes does not look good heading into the match.
Hell, I even checked the Vegas odds on this match once I was on the ship, Mercedes is listed just above Bobbie and Valentina, right at the bottom, it’s going to take a miracle for her to retain, that’s all I’m saying.
“Always the bridesmaid, never the bride.” I muttered under my breath as I waited for my breakfast at the café near the pool, food wasn’t anything special but I was starving, slept in and didn’t feel like ordering room service so here I am, last I saw Shane he was still asleep though I doubt he’ll be in bed much longer, if he is then he’s lost all right to criticize me for being a heavy sleeper. “At least as far as titles are concerned.”
“Anyone ever tell you that talking to yourself is a sign of mental illness?” Shane’s voice rang out and I turned around to see my husband standing behind me. “So, we both slept in?”
“Seems that way.” I responded before motioning for him to sit opposite me and he did so, luckily, I hadn’t ordered my food yet. “Starting to wonder if the past seven years have been worth it.”
“What do you mean? You’ve won more titles than most of the roster and you’re the only Bombshell to compete on each Summer XXXTreme, hell you competed for the World Bombshell Championship at this Supercard two years ago.” Shane responded and I nodded before shifting my weight, two long years.
“And yet the bosses decided to cast me aside for most of the cycle, not counting Bloodstock weekend for obvious reasons.” I responded as I shook my head. “I’m turning thirty next year and I’ve been wrestling since I was eighteen, yet they decide that the likes of Bobbie fucking Dahl is more worthy of their time.”
“At least you can eliminate her in the Ultimate X Match.” Shane responded before a waiter came over to take our orders, he left once he had taken our orders and I took a sip from my drink as Shane continued. “Or are you worried about injuries catching up with you?”
“It’s called high risk for a reason, and my injuries will catch up with me eventually.” I responded before I finished my drink. “And hopefully I’ll finally win the World Bombshell Championship before then.” I added and after a while the waiter came back with our food, once we had eaten Shane returned to our room to get something he had forgotten, and I went off to find a quiet spot to do my promo.
“I’m not going to repeat myself from my first promo, instead I’m going straight into it as I don’t need that much of a headache this close to the Supercard, this Sunday I challenge Mercedes Vargas alongside Sam Marlowe, Kate Steele, Bobbie Dahl and Valentina and I’m going into this match with one mindset, I can’t afford to lose.”
Starting with Sam and Kate.”
“Rather than address each Bombshell individually, I’m grouping everyone except Mercedes into separate teams, why? Fuck you, that’s why! Starting with the team I’m dubbing “team not out of place in this match” Sam Marlowe and Kate Steele, yes, I know that team name’s a mouthful but I’m basically making this shit up as I go! Sam is probably one of the only Bombshell who comes close to the number of titles I have held over the years and I’m sure the defending champion and SCW Historian Mercedes Vargas will fill in the blanks there, not that it’ll help you in the long run Sam, Kate, we were allies but not in this match because once that bell rings it’s every woman for herself and I’m eliminating both of you if I need too!”
Next up is Bobbie and Valentina.
“And now for “team what the fuck was Mark smoking when he added them to this match” Bobbie Dahl and Valentina, so called because you don’t belong in this match for various reasons, main one being, this match has several multiple time champions and then there’s you two, I still find it insulting that the tub of lard Bobbie was added before me and as for Valentina, she does know that she’s booked right? No? Don’t care because she won’t last long in the match!”
And last up is Mercedes.
“And then there was one, Mercedes Vargas, congrats on getting two back to back wins over me and Sam but that’s where the luck ends and more importantly my reign begins as I enter my third reign as Bombshell Roulette Champion, it’s that simple!”
And with that I decided to wrap things up.
“Mercedes is on top of her throne and she faces four talented Bombshells alongside Bobbie and Valentina looking to dethrone her but once the dust settles and the other Bombshells go for a dip in the pool there will be a new champion on the high seas as I will reign supreme as “The Unsainted Angel” Jessie Salco, your new SCW Bombshell Champion!”
I went off to join my husband as the scene fades.
Post by: Bobbie Dahl on August 23, 2019, 09:47:46 PM
Sun Princess Cruise Liner
We Have A Stow-Away!!
We open up where we last saw Bobbie last week. Don’t remember? Well here is a brief recap. Jack Asher was mixing her drinks as “liquid courage” as she works towards telling Artie how she really feels about him. Just as she turned around to head towards him, who should she see? Artie’s girlfriend, Ronnie! Who is NOT supposed to be on the ship! Jack tried his best to stop Bobbie from confronting her doppelganger competition, but the drinks were perhaps a little too much liquid courage and she stormed over towards them anyway. Which is where she is now.
Ronnie is in the process of trying to lead Artie to a secluded area, but Bobbie manages to grab ahold of his other arm and stops this from happening!
Bobbie: What the HELL are you doing?! I thought you didn’t have a ticket?!
Ronnie immediately glares at Bobbie, as both women keep ahold of one of Artie’s arms.
Artie: Uhhh...ladies…my arms. Oww…
Ronnie:Do you mind?! I’d like to talk to MY boyfriend in private!
Artie is incredibly uncomfortable as he is stuck in the middle of both women, but he’s completely helpless.
Bobbie: You’re crazy, you know that?! Are you that insecure in your relationship that you have to be around him every single day?!
Ronnie:No! Of course not! But I certainly don’t trust YOU! And, once again, I’d like to have a PRIVATE discussion with him!
With each response, each of the ladies yanks Artie towards themselves, and he’s left clueless on what to do. He tries to speak up, but they argue over him.
Bobbie: You don’t trust ME?! Artie is and has been my best friend for alot longer than he’s ever known you! I’m not doing anything untrustworthy!
Artie: Bobbie..maybe you could..Owww!
Ronnie:Bullshit! You’ve been wanting to break us up from day one! I never did anything to make you not like me, but somehow I’m not good enough for him! You’re a horrible friend! And you know what I think?!
Poor Artie finally gives up and waits for the two to hash it out. Bobbie glares at Ronnie and releases just enough pressure on Artie’s arm to give him some relief from the pain.
Bobbie: You can think?! And here I thought you didn’t have a brain! But, sure. Enlighten me! What’s on that bleached brain of yours?!
Ronnie rolls her eyes. She then lets go of Artie’s arm, and with as much conviction as she can muster, spits out her next words.
Ronnie:I think you want us to break up so you can have Artie for yourself. You don’t want to be his best friend and you can’t stand that he found someone BETTER than you!
Bobbie’s jaw hits the floor, and so does Artie’s. Bobbie quickly lets go of his arm and starts shaking her head. She’s struggling to find the words to say when suddenly, her stomach starts to churn. Artie and Ronnie both stare at her, waiting for her to say something, but she can’t. She rushes to the edge of the ship, leans over and vomits over the side of the ship, into the harbor!
Even when she’s done she can’t turn around to face Artie. She stays where she is and hears Ronnie laughing. Artie whispers something afterwards, and then she hears them walking away. A few minutes later, as she continues looking over the edge of the ship, she feels a hand against her back.
Mrs. Dahl: Bobbie...honey, are you okay?
Thank God. It was her mother. She half expected it to be Jack checking on her, as he had no doubt seen everything that just happened. Bobbie spins around and takes in a deep breath as she looks at her parents standing in front of her. Both concerned.
Bobbie: I’ll be fine. Jack just made my drink a little too strong. THANKS FOR THAT JACK!
She glances towards him and he just gives her a thumbs up from the bar. She’s still feeling a little woozy and leans her back against the railing.
Mrs. Dahl: We heard shouting as we were boarding and it sounded like your voice. What happened?
Mr. Dahl: Barbie, let’s just give her a few minutes to calm down. She just said she’s been drinking…
Barbie? Bobbie’s mother is named...Barbie?
Mrs. Dahl: Absolutely not, Ken! I heard my daughter shouting and next think we see, she’s yacking over the side of the ship! I want to know what happened!
Did she say...Ken? Barbie and Ken...Dahl? Well isn’t this interesting! Bobbie rolls her eyes and smacks her forehead.
Bobbie: Ma! Dad! I’m FINE! I’ll BE fine! Why don’t you two go find your cabin. It should be directly next to mine.
Mrs. Dahl: Are you sure? Honey, you can…
Bobbie: I’m sure, Ma! I’ll be right behind you. I just need a few minutes.
Bobbie’s parents look at one another, and while Bobbie’s mother is hesitant, her father nods and insists they give Bobbie the few minutes she asks for. They each give her a quick hug, before heading off to search for their cabins.
Once they are out of sight, Bobbie sinks down to the ground, holding her head. She’s never felt so horrible in her whole life. Ronnie basically outed her, despite Bobbie not responding back. She buries her head in her arms, taking in deep breaths to try and settle her stomach and calm herself.
Jack: Thought you might need this…
Bobbie looks up to see Jack standing over her with a glass of water. She half smiles and takes the glass, taking a quick sip. He looks down at her, shaking his head.
Jack: That was rough to watch. You okay?
She lets out a laugh.
Bobbie: Hardly. How the hell am I gonna face him now?! That woman spoils everything, Jack!
Jack: Well, she better get off the ship soon if she doesn’t have a ticket. She doesn’t want to get caught being a stow-away. Maybe once she’s gone you can have a private moment with Artie. Don’t give up.
Bobbie: Even if she weren’t around...Hey. Wait a minute! That gives me an idea!!
Bobbie jumps to her feet, handing the glass of water back to Jack. He raises an eyebrow and looks at her confused.
Jack: I don’t follow…
Bobbie: She’s a stow away!! All I have to do once the ship sets sail is find master at arms, or whatever they call them on these cruises and get her ass tossed in the brig!! She’ll be arrested!!
Jack: Whoa, Bobbie. That’s not what I...If you get her arrested, that might not help you with Artie.
Bobbie: Oh please! He won’t have to know! This is brilliant!! Thanks, Jack!!
Bobbie catches Jack off guard and gives him a quick hug before she darts off across the deck and in search of her parents. Jack stands there for a moment, scratching and shaking his head before he walks back to the bar.
One Big Obstacle!
With just days to go until Summer XXXtreme and the Ultimate X match over the pool, Bobbie is taking the opportunity to get a bit of training in for this match. She’s never competed in such an off the walk type match and as she is determined to walk out as the Bombshell Roulette Champion. But in order to do that, she has to overcome one glaring obstacle…
Mrs. Dahl: You have to compete in...that?!
Bobbie and her parents are standing around the pool that had already been blocked off and set up for the Ultimate X matches. It was set up early, as several participants had requested time to train for this most unusual stipulation. Bobbie was the first to put in such a request and as she is staring at the scaffolding the ropes around the pool, she tries to formulate a plan in her mind.
Bobbie: I know it looks...impossible...but I can do this! I...think. No. I WILL DO THIS!
But how. She was perhaps at the biggest disadvantage being the biggest entrant in the match. But there HAD to be a way.
Mrs. Dahl: This is madness. I’ll support you no matter what, Bobbie, but this match is completely ridiculous!
Mr. Dahl: Relax, Barbie. If Bobbie sets her mind to it, she can do it. I have faith.
Mrs. Dahl: It’s not that I don’t have faith, Ken, but this is dangerous!
Bobbie lets out a sigh as she continues to stare at the challenge that lays before her. A long silence falls between the two until footsteps are heard. They all turn around to see Artie. And he’s alone. Bobbie quickly looks away.
Knowing this is her opportunity, her parents turn around, her mother placing a hand on his shoulder.
Mrs. Dahl: Talk her out of this, Artie. Maybe she’ll listen to you…
Bobbie rolls her eyes, keeping her back towards them as they walk away. She and Artie are completely alone at this point, giving her the opening she had been waiting for.
Artie: What was that about?
Bobbie: She doesn’t think I can do this.
Her answer is quick and short and she doesn’t even look at Artie, which he finds odd.
Artie: Well...it’s going to be the biggest challenge for you so far. I mean, look at this. But you don’t have to do it. There will be more opportunities…
Bobbie quickly turns and shoots him an angry glare.
Bobbie: Is it too much to ask that those closest to me actually believe in me?! There might be other opportunities but I want to win THIS ONE, Artie! Geez! I thought you of all people would understand!
Artie: Whoa. Uh..I, mean, I do. But I was just saying. I do support you, though. Even if you lose, I know you’ll…
Bobbie: Can we not with the negative talk, Artie?! Where’s Ronnie, by the way? She finally get caught?!
Artie shakes his head.
Artie: No, but the crew members keep walking around. I told her to stay in the room for now. I just came up here to grab her something to eat. I still wish you two would get along. That argument the other day was...awful.
Bobbie: Yeah, no crap. But I really don’t want to talk about her.
Artie: If this has something to do with what she said..
Bobbie throws her arms up in frustration.
Bobbie: It doesn’t, alright?! Look, I’m trying to focus on forming a plan for this match! I don’t want to talk about your girlfriend, and she’s probably waiting for you. Just go get her some food and take it to her. I need to focus.
Artie: Oh..Uh. Ok, then. I’ll, uh, come back in a little bit to see how you’re doing.
Bobbie just offers him a quick wave of her hand as she turns around and stares at the Ultimate X set up once again. Artie walks away, and there goes another wasted opportunity to tell him how she feels. Once he’s gone, she lowers her head and smacks her forehead, realizing too little too late how stupid she just was.
But she would worry about that later. She had to focus on her match now, because she had no idea how to overcome this giant hurdle in front of her…
“People! Can you feel it?! Can you feel the energy and anticipation I’m feeling?! I gotta say, at first I was a little nervous about this Ultimate X over the pool rules, but now I’m actually excited! The odds might be stacked against me, but damn it, I’m Bobbie Dahl! I can overcome ANYTHING!
Now, before I get too off track, I need to address something that has been bugging me since last week! Well...someONE, because she said something in her promo that is all sorts of jacked up! So I need to set the record straight and point out the FACTS to her!
I’m talking to you, JESSIE SALCO! Honey, I think you need to take a nice long break from listening to that heavy metal garbage you call music! That shit is damaging your brain it seems! What makes me say that, you might be asking? Because you seem to think that I was ‘added’ to this match and that I don’t deserve to be in it!
Uhhhh...what the frickin’ frack did you say?! Did you think before you said that, because I seem to recall ME being in this match before YOU, so if ANYONE was added, it was your brain-damaged self, Jessie! And how many matches have you won lately? What makes you think YOU deserve to be challenging for the title over me?!
Oh..wait...because I’m not a past champion? I don’t, as you call it, have any ‘roulette title credentials’! I take back what I said about brain damage. Girl...YOU’RE BRAIN DEAD! Since when does any title contendership have annnyyyttthing to do with being a former champion?! Maybe Hot Pants and Underwood need to drug test you, too, because something ain’t right with your thinking!!
Poke fun at me all you want! Insult me because of my weight and the ‘tidal wave’ I’d create if I were eliminated. That won’t be happening because I’m gonna fight tooth and nail to win this, and if I have my way, I’m gonna superkick you in the chops and send you flying into the pool! And when I walk out with the title, I’ll make sure to brag about it and shove it right in your face! Along with a double middle finger!
Uuughhh...Time to move on and save the rest of my frustrations with Jessie for the match! I’ve got other opponents that need to be addressed. Maybe I’ll focus on the ones who seem to actually give a damn about this match and those would be Kate and Sam! Because we all saw that Mercedes and Valentina were mighty quiet last week!!
Kate, Kate, Kate...what’s happened to you, chick-a-dee?! Those marital problems of yours are making you a little screwy, and I gotta say, it makes me a little sad! One, because when you’re mind is truly focused on wrestling, you’re a force to be reckoned with! And two, because you’re getting all bent out of shape over a man who is clearly GAY, and wants to be a woman!! Get a grip, girl! Move on!!
Maybe after I win the title, you can come out and celebrate with me and my people, and I can be your wingwoman! Find you someone NEW! Find you someone WORTHY, because honey, Teddy-kins ain’t that man anymore! DUDE LOOKS LIKE A LADY! And unless you’ve turned vagitarian like Crystal Hilton and her family, we need to find you some better sausage!
You’re putting yourself at a huge disadvantage, honey. You’re pretty much guaranteeing that you will NOT win this match, because you want something more! You’re so focused on getting Teddy’s attention back, that the roulette title is now second fiddle! That’s not how it works!
Champions needs to be one-hundred percent vested in the championship! And that is something you’re not! But don’t worry, honey. I’ll be sure to give you a shot once you’re back to yourself and not acting all psycho stage-five clinger like Twinkle Tits Shark Bait does to Artie! I’ll be sure to smack some sense into ya when I send your ass flying into the pool!
Annnyyyyway..moving on! To someone who is probably the most focused, other than myself. The former champ herself, and the woman who fed me my first loss this stint. Miss Samantha Marlowe! Talk about a challenge there!! I promised myself that I wouldn’t tap out against you and look what happened. I did just that!
Sammy-cakes, you’re one tough cookie! You know how to focus your attention where it needs to be focused! I mean, I’ve heard ya got alot going on outside of wrestling, but when it comes time for a match, you’re all in, girl. I don’t know how you do it!
I gotta say, I thought for sure you were gonna beat Mercedes in that match! I was almost positive you’d be walking into Summer XXXtreme as the new champ and that I’d have to end it so soon, but not quite. How’s the head doing, by the way?! I know you were cleared to compete in this match, but that might not have been a good idea with the beating Mercedes gave you. One wrong move...one hard hit to the head and it’s concussion city, sweetheart!
I know how badly you want this. I get it! But I want it more! So many people think I can’t do this. That I WON’T be able to, but I’m determined to prove them wrong. You know how big my celebration will be once I walk out as champ?! Lawwwwwd, it’s gonna be amazing! I’ll invite you, too, don’t worry!
I have to say, it’s a shame that the champion herself hasn’t said a single WORD! I mean, does she CARE?! Does she remember this match coming up?! Is she even on the cruise?!?!
Mercedes...I gotta know! What gives?!?! The past few weeks you’ve been quite...distant. Too quiet for the champion, and for you honestly! Are you just over being champion? Do you want to move on to bigger and better things? Another championship, perhaps?
I get it! We all get a little burnt out at times and need a little R&R! But don’t check out while you’re holding a title, chickie! At least have the decency to address your opponents and be a fighting champ! That right there is why I KNOW you’ve got no chance in this match! But that’s fine with me, honey! I’m gladly going to take that belt from you!
I haven’t even seen you on this cruise yet. You hiding away in your cabin, girl? Embarassed at your lackluster performance as champ? It’s ok. I totally get it! But you’ve got two days left of that reign, honey! After that, you can take a nice long carefree vacation while I’m basking in victory hugging that roulette championship tight.
Something tells me I’m forgetting some—oh! That’s right. That chick named Valentina! The final woman in the match. Makes no sense why she was added if no one even knows who the hell she is! And she’s wasting the opportunity, too, keeping quiet as a mouse. Something tells me she won’t last long in this match so what’s the point in even addressing her directly?!
Two days, ladies! TWO DAYS until the ultimate ULTIMATE X over the pool! This one will be the one for the ages! This will be one everyone will remember FOREVER! And you wanna know why?!
Because I’m in it! And I’m in it to win it! AND I’M GOING TO WIN IT, BECAUSE NONE OF YOU WILL BE ABLE TO STOP ME! Try your hardest, but I’m fighting with everything I’ve got in me!
GOOD LUCK! But the odds will be forever in MY favor!!
Post by: Mercedes Vargas on August 23, 2019, 10:29:41 PM
LESS THAN ONE WEEK BEFORE SUMMER XXXTREME
Rise and shine, 8:55 a.m.
The first thought to pop in Mercedes' head when her eyes opened this morning was one of regret: "I think I need to sleep late."
Battling the weighty urge to turn off her alarm, Mercedes ironically begins her day just as she will end it: In a stream of consciousness.
Her subsequent thoughts are much stronger, compelling the SCW Women's Roulette Champion to rise and ready for Summer XXXtreme, which is finally here. Not that this was anything new.
She's been doing the same thing five times in six years, including five straight years.
Plight of champions, 9:26 a.m.
After her ring attire is packed, Mercedes moves on to the most important accessory: The SCW Women's Roulette Championship.
Nestled on top of one suitcase that's among carry-on luggage, the champ's hardware glistens in the morning light. Mercedes takes a moment to reflect on the prize everyone is after and the fact that she has everything to lose at an event which until last year was an albatross over her neck. In a little less than one week, Mercedes steps into her fifth championship match at Summer XXXtreme. Last year was the first time she walked out with a championship.
Mercedes has won so many titles in SCW over the years that this was second nature, but last year was special. That she walked out the first two-time World Mixed Tag Team Champion and the first wrestler in company history to win ten championships was one thing, but exercising her demons at Summer XXXtreme was her most joyous moment. Other than her upcoming title defense against five other challengers, the hardest thing was obviously going through customs with it. Obviously, a title made of a hunk of metal and leather will leave them no choice but to pull it out. And there there's the sudden photo-ops of onlookers who want to pose with the title.
While this plight comes with the territory, in truth, Mercedes wouldn't have it any other way. For her five challengers, they, too, would want to live the life of a champion once again, for some the first time in their SCW careers.
At Into the Void, Mercedes climbed the ladder of success to retrieve the Women's Roulette Championship and end Samantha Marlowe's reign. A month later in her second defense, she dashed Marlowe's hopes of a fourth title reign.
Business and Pleasure | 10:10 a.m.
Overlooking downtown Los Angeles, Mercedes narrows her glimpse to the shopping district tucked within the heart of Beverly Hills. Mercedes disembarks for the vast escape known as Rodeo Drive. Pretty and clean but small, not at all what she thought when she's seen it a million times in movies. She's always dreamed of being Julia Roberts shopping at the historic street, but few and far between could actually afford to shop in the designer designer boutiques and flagship stores seen in the film Pretty Woman. Ten minutes were well enough to do the length of the three-block drive and still make it time to hopefully get a glimpse or maybe even a selfie with a Hollywood celebrity, not that she's been lucky. On a busy day, tourists outnumber locals and there's more gawkers than shoppers. Window-shopping and people-watching are kind of a thing here than anything else.
The Public Awaits | 3:15 p.m.
The shoreline of Los Angeles is seen. Next, we see inside of a subway. Mercedes Vargas takes in the sights and sounds of Los Angeles looking out of her window from her seat as she prepares for her Sin City Wrestling Women’s Roulette Championship Match at Summer XXXtreme.
Later, we see the Argentine doing the media rounds and hyping her next defense, perhaps her most challenging to date. As she prepares to battle five opponents in a Ultimate X Over the Pool match at Summer XXXtreme, Mercedes reflects on how special her upcoming showdown will be.
"This past cycle has been crazy. So much has happened over the last few weeks that it would make your head spin."
The view shifts now, no longer requiring a voice-over as Mercedes Vargas is in the present. Seen strolling along the broadwalk of Santa Monica Pier, the brunette Bombshell flaunts her authentic SCW t-shirt paired with skinny jeans and hides behind tinted aviator sunglasses, which she slowly raises over head. This week, she allowed permission for cameras to follow her as Summer XXXtreme was getting closer.
"Summer XXXtreme is a tradition, but even more so is seeing me compete for titles. Last year I walked in a challenger and walked out a champion so hopefully my this year brings me good karma."
In less than one week, Mercedes will have an opportunity to make history one more time in hopes of a successful third defense, though it will be far from easy. Defending champions have lost the last two title matches and only twice has the Bombshell Roulette Championship been defended in an Ultimate X Over the Pool, with the champion leaving with nothing. You don't have to tell her how important next Sunday's match is. She knows.
"Look, Samantha Marlowe is everything she says is. She's a three-time Women's Roulette Champion for a reason. But while she may be tough, she's beatable, and it's been proven. Kate Steele is not even a factor. The girl is such a mess right now it's not even funny. It's clearly obvious what's going with her idiot husband is a clear distraction and it will cost her in this match. Valentina is in her first SCW title match. Bobbie Dahl and Sam Marlowe are the only people I see as a threat despite the fact I've already beat one twice already and the one got a lucky break. Jessie Salco?
When it comes to one of her main SCW rivals, it was hard for her to keep a straight face.
"Don't even get me started on Jessie, okay? The secret is out there with her track record at Summer XXXtreme. She's never won at this pay-per-view and I doubt that's going to end this year.
"It's not that I don't know that the odds are stacked against me. It's not that I don't know that I'm facing five hungry challengers who are lusting after my title. It's that I don't care. Because when the pressure is on, when the bright lights finally hit, Sam, Bobbie, Kate, Jessie and Valentina all will have to feel the crippling pressure of having to back up everything they've said. So for some in this match, they can't afford to lose their first title match and for others, they can't lose yet another title match."
Well, she wasn't wrong. Mercedes has a knowing smile on her face even as her match was looming closer.
"Looks like I'm not the only facing pressure now, am I?"
And as we're left with these ominous words, Mercedes enters into a cafe, waving back at the camera, as our interview ends on this note for now.
Surprises | 10:45 p.m.
The competition was heavy. The ring already started filling up with talent as part of this year's Mayhem Survival match. The scene is the Supernova pay-per-view and the night's main event of the evening. For the third consecutive year, 15 men and 15 women will vie to call themselves survivor and earn themselves new wheels, a cash prize and a commemorative ring and trophy.
Five minutes have gone by and we already have the first elimination just after the fourth entry enters the ring. The buzzer sounds bringing in another body to join the field. After the required 90 seconds pass, the music blares away from the PA system. Suddenly, "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" sounds and out comes Mercedes to join the frey. Most people are surprised to know that she was the first-ever winner of the Mayhem needing just a quarter of an hour.
A minute goes by before the second elimination of the night happened. Mercedes already gets to work eliminating Angel Kash. Two new entries join the field before the third elimination happened. Mercedes had her second elimination of the night in Hitamashii.
There just as many eliminations as fresh entries. Mercedes by now has five eliminations matching her total. The thing about battle royal is you need a little bit of luck and a whole lot of talent.
There's no mistake Mercedes was talented, but her stroke of luck would come to an end by Merlot Ayano, the eventual winner of the battle royal. After 25 minutes, Mercedes night was done.
But she didn't go down without a fight, or making history. She was one of the few to appear in all three battle royals, now owned the record for total eliminations in the Mayhem Survival match, and the total time spent in the namesake match lasting over ninety minutes.
Not bad for a surprise appearance.
Not bad at all.
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Blog: Almighty Fire
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Many girls feel they can win a championship in Sin City Wrestling, but how many are really fooling themselves? If I was a wrestling fan, I think it would be an honest question to ask.
Including myself, there are 24 active women in the division and nine already have held at least one title. At the very least, the 15 that remain can realistically believe they can win their first championship. More likely, that number is closer to 3, by my count. I would be happy to be wrong about this, and I may very well be. Would most of these women need a few breaks? Sure. But they're on the door step, at least on paper. It's been a long time since the SCW title scene has been this wide open. You could argue it never has.
You would think that too when you have someone like Crystal Zdunich choking the life out of the world title scene. That her open challenge to anyone on the roster to face her at Summer XXXtreme was met with crickets wasn't surprising. Now she's facing someone who not only cashed-in on her and ended her only Bombshell Roulette reign four years ago but also left SCW in a huff three years ago after Crystal ended her golden world title opportunity at Violent Conduct. I hope Crystal has that five-star match she seems to think she's capable of with Keira - sarcasm - I'm just thankful that Alicia did what had to be done and Crystal's no longer in the title picture. SCW's national nightmare is over. Granted, I don't see how beating someone from SCU warrants her wife a contender's match when Seleana walked out empty-handed the last time she challenged for the title then let Kate Steele beat her twice in two triple threat matches.
Still, as always, there's a fine line between the true contenders and everyone else. A lot can, and perhaps will, happen between now and, say, the end of the year, but as it stands right now, I can say that those three individuals will eventually hold a championship by the end of the year if not 2020.
As for yours truly, what else can I say? I have beaten everyone there is to possibly beat and I still have people coming after me making bold statements and thinking that they are simply better than me. I see how they look at me backstage, jealous, envious of what I can do, will do and have done, of what I have and the fact that they have not been able to get the better of me. And while there were a few that got away, even as far as going back to the UK, I didn't let those losses slow me down.
I would be lying if I said that Bobbie Dahl wasn't a tough challenge but the girl brought it just like she said she would at the go-home show and now she got the redemption she wanted and everything is right in the world. I won one, she won one. There's still a twinkle in my eye, a smile on my face, and not even that loss puts a crack in my resolve. Because I know I'm better than my next match.
Out of everyone involved in the Ultimate X match, Bobbie is going to be one of the few who might end up hanging around in the match. The girl is right, she's just as much the biggest threat as anyone in this match. She's the immovable force against five movable objects. Don't get me wrong, I know Sam is going to bring it. Valentina has been in a few matches in SCW so she knows how tough the competition is and Jessie and Kate will use every underhanded trick in the book to see them wearing gold again.
Me? I'm just going to watch the fun as it happens, especially when Bobbie tries to figure how she's going to climb those cables to retrieve the title. Pretty sure those cables can only hold so much, um, weight.
No, no. I'm not making fun of you, Bobbie, just pointing out the obvious. Know what else is obvious? The fact that you and everyone else in this match will have to get used to me being Bombshell Roulette Champion for another week. Some of you are feeling brave, most are determined. Neither of you are ready for what's about to come this weekend because if you want my title, I'm going to make you earn it.
Samantha can bring her little doctor's notes, Jessie can attend every rock convention from here to Modar and Kate Steele can go back to ripping off Grease – you know, the musical – but none of that guarantees any of them are walking out with my title.
If you want to call them contenders, I won't argue with you. But for me, they stand a puncher's chance from actually pulling it off. Don't think so?
Tres palabras simples…
Three simple words…
Demuéstrenmelo.
Prove me wrong.
~~~
A B OA R D T H E S U N P R I N C E S S
"So the guy next to me on this flight spilled his coffee all over himself, started pseudo crying and exclaiming No no no no after reading a text and then licks clean an empty yogurt container he saved in his back pack. I was this close to asking the flight attendant to change my seat."
Mercedes shudders at the experience she's telling Irma while filling out the Thursday LA Times crossword puzzle. Mere floors above her corner suite, they are on the rooftop.
Irma: Oh the places you’ll go, the people you’ll meet....
Mercedes: And they say getting there is half the fun. So there's an amateur roller derby team in my town. They're always accepting new members. I've always wanted to do it. I haven't skated in years and I'm afraid of social interaction. What do I do?
Irma: You should try it. What's the worse that could happen?
Mercedes: Oh, well, I thought I’d just run out for pizza, catch a movie, do a crossword puzzle, and, if I have time, go skydiving.
Irma: So what are you you going to be doing on the ship?
Mercedes: I'm sitting down in my chair, relaxing, getting blackout drunk, and everyone is leaving me alone.
Her iPad chimes. After commanding Siri to open Facetime, Ricardo appears on the screen. He is sat in his house decked in a Panama hat while scribbling notes in a composition notebook.
Ricardo: Hey, what's shaking?
Mercedes: You mean other than you"re wearing a Panama hat?
Ricardo answers dryly.
Ricardo: I think you just pointed out the obvious...
Irma shows off the brochure, which Mercedes grabs from her hand.
Irma: The Sun Princess. You know that's where they filmed...
Ricardo: I know, the Love Boat. I've seen the show.
Mercedes: And because I hold a championship, we get the best cabins on the ship this year at Summer XXXtreme.
Ricardo: Nice. If I wasn't busy lately I would have joined you guys but a director's job is never done.
Mercedes: Tomas and Hugo are with you, aren't they? More than enough help than you need.
Ricardo: Not necessarily. Apparently, they keep sneaking out to watch NFL games again when they should be working.
Mercedes gives him a mortified look.
Mercedes: No! Not that, anything but that!
Ricardo: My reputation is on the line here. We're behind on shooting and we got so many days to hammer out the final script. Good help is hard to find. When is that cruise over?
Mercedes: Looks like you have a quite a dilemma on your hands, huh?
For no apparent reason, Ricardo decides to run out of a room crying, slamming the door behind him. A awkward pause follows.
Mercedes: Alrighty then...
~~~
It's Not Whether You Win or Lose
Present Day • ABOARD THE SUN PRINCESS
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"Some things are better left unsaid, but you can bet I'm going to say it anyway. I can't help being who I am."
Newly manicured nails holding her favorite fruity drink, in the sun and feeling fine, Mercedes Vargas is see relaxing in a cabana on board the cruise ship. An iPod preloaded with relaxing music plays.
"I told you I would leave Into the Void as Bombshell Roulette Champion, and I'm a woman of my word. I told you Jessie Salco wasn't leaving with my title. Promise made, promise kept. Samantha Marlowe said she was coming back for her title. I said the title is staying with me. We talked it. We walked it. I meant it."
"My casket match against Samantha was a perfect stipulation for our match - both symbolically and literally. The coffin was closed on Sammi getting back the Bombshell Roulette Championship, and I was the nail that drove it home."
And so another chapter was closed between the two rivals, and yet she was sure the story would not end there. Not with this the upcoming supercard merely days away.[/i
"But somehow I kind of knew that Samantha would not go quietly in that good night. That's why this match is happening Sunday. For Sam, this is the end of the line for her. I'll say one thing aboutthis match. For starters, Jessie Salco has no business being in this match. Full stop. Period. End of story. I don't care that Christian Underwood felt pity on her and finally lifted the title ban Mark Ward slapped on her for being an insufferable piece of shit. I don't care that Mark suddenly has a soft spot for charity cases and listened to her complaints because I honestly thought he was better than that and had zero tolerance for crybabies.
She starts mocking Salco in a whiny voice.
"Oh, I'm Jessie Salco. I'm special. Nobody's ever given me a chance and I'm being underused since I've been here, have made headway in the however many years in the women's division.
"Underused, huh? How can Jessie talk about being underused when she's been in more matches than anyone on the current roster - over 140 matches - and has wrestled 10 matches or more a year, including 20-plus matches four times. Multiple pay-per-views, main events, the first-ever Miss SCW. An overall seven-time champion. Outside of me, Amy, Samantha and Crystal, no one else in the division has more than two title reigns.
"Hell! Jessie even got to continue her Honor Legacy Championship reign in SCW and that was probably the only time she ever held a title more than two months or had more than two defenses. 183 days, a day short of a six-month reign plus four defenses? Sure, okay. Underused.
She rolls her eyes.
"Far as I'm concerned, Jessie being in this match is a wasted spot that could have gone to someone else from SCU other than Valentina, but who am I? Well, other than a bonafide legend no one in this match much less the women's division or the SCW roster as a whole will ever surpass."
The Argentine's eyes fall to her feet for a moment, a brief pause to ponder over her own words.
"For awhile in my career, I was told I would be good, maybe not destined to be great, but could make other people look great, make other people look like stars and turn them into stars because I am that damn good. Now, there's something up with Bobbie Dahl because, apparently, she feels that the one night I slipped up against her was me not treating every match as important.
"So Bobbie, sweetheart, here's your homework assignment this weekend. Point it out to me. You tell me when I’ve never gave a match my all. Go ahead, point it out. You tell me every instance where I’ve been what you say I am and I’ll roll with it. By your logic, you should have a laundry list racked up at this point."
Mercedes maintains the edge in her voice.
"In the week leading up to our match last show, you said it's time someone took my place. Well, congratulations sweetheart, I've been waiting for six, seven years for someone to do exactly that. Many women have come and gone - some were talented, others not so much - but I am one of the fortunate few to survive SCW. I was told that I was a washed up has-been and a waste of space. Well, I've been holding this space for a while and bidding my time, watching and wondering and waiting for someone, anyone, to move me from this space, to come push me out the door. And yet you know happens?
Mercedes points at herself.
"I'M the one still going. ...I'M the one still standing. And, yes, I'M the one still talking. But if you think for one single solidarity second that Summer XXXtreme will be some kind of passing of the torch moment, you're about to be sorely mistaken because I light my own flame. Don't get too close though, or you're going to get burned.
"It's been two years since Jessie last held the Bombshell Roulette Championship, it's been three years for Kate. Sam failed in her rematch three weeks ago. One thing is for sure, two are for certain: none of them are getting this back.
"As for Bobbie, I'm sorry you feel that way about me. I'm sorry that you took advantage of that mistake and eased your way to a victory over me at the go-home show. I'm sorry I've won more matches than every women in this company, past, present or future. I'm sorry that over the past year I've continued to make the SCW record books my autobiography. I'm also sorry that you must take me for an idiot if you seriously question me not treating every match as important when I've proven more often than not that couldn't be further from the truth. The bottom line is sweetheart like I said, I had nothing to lose the night you beat me in Long Beach, California. You backed up your words, sure. Now let's see if you can do it again when it really matters. This is your first-ever title match. I've been in more than fifty and have the record for most wins in title matches in the women's division all-time, so tell me again that I don't treat every match as important. Go ahead and try and eliminate me first in the pool when you got four other opponents who are looking to take you out of the match. Take that risk if you want and see where it gets you.
"You've made it known how you feel about me. If anything, I think I am owed a thank you, Bobbi. I'm going to be the one that inspires you to step up your game, to evolve, take it to the next level. I'm the one that’s gonna bring you back to your feet, so I can show everyone just why people around here call me the best. I've been in SCW for a few years and people think I can only give 80 percent now, I can never give 100 percent. I'm coming in 110 percent on August 25."
Mercedes waves an index finger at the camera.
"Samantha's heartfelt letter on the last show made my day. Wait, Sam, are you seeing the same doctor as Crystal? I mean, one time she missed several weeks of shows when she was World Bombshell Champion because, according to her, she had a bad case of Tex-Mex? Inquiring minds want to know.
"For a minute there, Samantha, I thought you really did have some bad news, I did. I honestly thought you were going to put on the water works and struggle through your speech and announce a serious injury or possibly your retirement. It could have turned out better than the hundred and one fake retirement stunts Crystal tries to pass off to get fans and anyone relevant to care about her. But hey, I'm glad you've been given a clean bill of health although I kind of wish you did sit this one out. I mean, do you want all those little kids watching at home to see you disappoint again in another title match?
"I'm going to give you a little piece of advice and I'm going to tell you to do me a favor, do yourself a favor, do your health a favor, do your family, friends and fans a favor, do the kids who love and adore you a favor, and do the doctor a favor and don't show up. But if you do, Samantha.... If you show up on that cruiseship, when you walk out empty-handed again in two days, there will be no excuses to fall back on. When those little kids who love and adore you look into your eyes and ask why you're not holding the Bombshell Roulette Championship, you will have no answer to give them. And when you go back to your doctor who wrote that cute little letter and they ask how did your match go, well, there's going be no prescription for being a choke artist."
Mercedes mockingly grabs at her throat making gargled noises to go along with it.
"We're talking about Kate Steele. Yes, the same Kate who has been very vocal on social media and in her recent promos that she feels she has earned a shot at the the Bombshell Roulette Championship. In her eyes, she’s the only choice for the number one contender’s spot. And to her credit, her claim to being worthy of a title shot is valid but the idea was that she could earn a shot at ANY Bombshell champion. Like I said, her challenging for my title was the worst-kept secret in SCW because no self-respecting Superstar on the men's roster would dare team up with her to go after the Mixed Tag Titles and Alicia would slap her straight back to England if she were to step up to her again for the World Bombshell Championship.
Anyone remember Kate last year? You know, her little arm-bar phase? Claims she was the one beat? Well people took that to heart because she got her ass kicked plain and simple. This year, Kate Steele got beat in her own country, in front of her friends, family and fans. Now, I've been blessed in my wrestling career to have competed in my home country three times. You know how many times I left Buenos Aires without having my hand raised?"
Mercedes forms one hand into a zero.
"Zero.
"You let your country down, Kate. You had a chance to follow through on your promise of dragging Alicia straight to hell Alicia haf have other ideas. You had the hometown advantage, had all the pomp and circumstance, reunited your little garage band to play your theme, even had a special entrance. All that was for nothing. Even with the mind games you played after winning the Bombshell Golden Briefcase and teasing cashing-in, even with your whole country behind you that night, when it all came to it, those fans really didn't come out to see you, they packed out that arena to see Alicia kick your ass."
It's bad enough that we have to see your train-wreck of a marriage play out on TV, no one should, but the best part of Summer XXXtreme is when your idiot husband, looking like he still using Soul Glo, embarrasses himself more than he already is and walks out a loser, and you'll be joining him too.
"So go ahead and tell me I'm about to be shipwrecked, Kateykins. I'll make the most of it. You'd be surprised at how fast I can survive clear and present danger. And just when you thought it was safe, it will be too late because the wreckage you once threw away is now the battleship you never saw coming until all of you have been blown out of the water."
Mercedes expands her hands out.
"And Val, well, I'm a little surprised you and Mark Cross aren't champions in SCU. Tough loss for the Hardcore Tag Titles, but not to worry, you'll be champ again soon, just not at Summer XXXtreme. As the only other member of AGIFT in this match, I think it's safe to say that I got this. You do what you do and if it is you and I in the end at least the title will still be in the group. Tell you what, if I win - or should I say WHEN I win - you can be the first one to get a title shot."
Mercedes forms one hand into a zero.
"Yo soy mejor de todos los tiempos y ninguno de vosotros puede decir otra cosa. Soy el récord-rompe, rompe-suelos, historia-hacer, sendero-candente, toma de nombre, derrota de leyenda, la mayoría de los ganadores #CampeóndeCampeones."
I am the greatest of all time and none of you can say any different. I'm the record-breaking, ground-breaking, history-making, trail-blazing, name-taking, legend-beating, most winning #ChampionofChampions.
"The gloves are off, the war paint is on, and the checklist is always at hand. Wether you like it or not, I'm walking into Summer XXXtreme on a mission and I'm walking in the same way I'm walking out, still Bombshell Roulette Champion.
One versus all.
"Mucho antes de que lo supieras, y mucho después recordarás."
Long before you knew, and long after you'll remember.
Post by: Sam Marlowe on August 23, 2019, 11:39:13 PM
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It is getting closer and I am getting excited about Summer XXXTreme Seven. I haven’t really been in the game when it comes to matches. I was all about my final weeks as a student looking to get my Masters. I have been working on it for the longest time and during the time of my title reigns, I was splitting my time between defending the title and my studies. But in the last few weeks, I have had to prepare a defense of my Masters, defend my thesis and finalize my courses.
Because of that, I did lose my title but I am not blaming my education on the loss, I admit that Mercedes had my number in those matches and I am a big enough woman to admit that. But that was then and this is now.
What I mean by that is that I am focused on this match over the pool. See a few years ago, I won my first Bombshell Roulette title over the pool when I beat Chelsea Payne and Jessie Salco on this very supercard. Which I have to admit is making me feel that I am going to be repeating history considering that Jessie Salco is on the card as one of my opponents in this match just like she was my opponent in the last Ultimate X over the pool. And I will tell you Jessie had gotten better…for the most part but when it comes to facing me, she tends to be on the losing side. I am quite certain that she is talking a great game about how she is going to win the match and take the title and I will agree with one thing about that last sentence and that is that she is talking a great game.
Then of course, there are others in the match like Valentina. Well I guess she does because I haven’t heard anything from her and in my defence, I haven’t been focused on anyone else other than my professors with any real attention. But given the chance, I think that Valentina might rise to the occasion and surprise everyone. This match however isn’t going to be her chance to do that. So I hope that she isn’t too sad not winning the belt or the match.
Then we have Kate Steele who has worn the belt before and if you think that she is not a threat in this match you are insane. She is all about the skills and the savvy and the complex that makes her think that she is the only person that could win the match. I have heard that she isn’t as focused on the match as she is should be and that is going to be a problem for her. And when that happens, I have no clue what she is going to do after losing but I guess I am going to have to prepare for it.
I also have to prepare for Bobbie Dahl as well. She is in the match and most people are probably thinking that for a match that is over the pool, she isn’t built to actually participate. I have to tell you that for all she is a big girl, she is one heck of an athlete. And in our last match, it was down to the wire but, I managed to pull out the win. And I am going to do the same thing when I come out for the match over the pool.
Finally I should talk about the woman that is defending the title in the match, Mercedes Vargas, the Bombshell Roulette champ. She IS the one that you would think that would have the champions advantage but in this match, anyone can have the advantage and win the title. Now I know that Mercedes is very knowledgeable about the fact that there is a randomness to the
bombshell roulette title matches in Sin City Wrestling. But this matchis special…this match is a tradition at Summer XXXTreme and this match is one that I am very prepared to walk into dry and end with my hands wrapped around the belt…preferably dry but if I do have to get wet, let’s hope it is at the very end of the match
I guess what I am saying is that I am going to fight my way to the belt and once more regain the Bombshell Roulette title.
But, first we have to get to the ship on time…
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Act Two Scene one: All aboard!!
A woman can be seen walking along the gangplank trying to be very incognito. Dressed in a rather demure cotton dress with platform heels and a large floppy hat that covers her hair, Sam Marlowe moves along towards a steward that is at the top of the gangplank. She stops in front of him, reaching up to pull her sunglasses down her nose and smiles at him. Behind her, a low rumble of disappointment can be heard when she is recognized. Taking a moment, she turns and pulling the hat from her head, she waves at the fans who had gathered at the ship before SCW Bombshells and Superstars were boarding to head out for the Summer XXXTreme Seven cruise.
“Welcome to the Sun Princess ma’am,” says the steward as he moved to take her luggage that she had wheeled up the ramp. “Name please?”
“Sam Marlowe,” she replies once she had turned back to him. “I am one of the SCW Bombshells.”
The steward’s finger moved down the list of names on his ipad then highlights hers and looks up at Sam. “Here you are, you are on the Caribe deck with a balcony stateroom. That is deck nine Ms Marlowe.”
Sam is handed the information package that the steward holds out and then grabbing the handle of her luggage, she steps onto the boat and heads towards the elevators. Waiting after pressing the call button, Sam is approached by Pussy who steps beside her to nudge her with an elbow that drags Sam’s attention back from wherever it was.
“Hey Sammi, about time you came aboard,” teases Pussy. “I have prowled all over the ship to check it out and I have to tell you that I am so totally looking forward to this cruise.” The interviewer’s eyes crinkle at the edges as she grins while crinkling her nose in pleasure. “Can you picture it…this whole week on the Sun Princess enjoying the food and drinks and ship experiences galore? I have already booked a spa treatment and massage. We should totally have a girl’s day Sam. Just you and me and the strong hands of a very good looking man .”
The elevator doors swoosh open to reveal a family who chatter and point at Sam before leaving the elevator. Sam watches them as she steps backwards into the small booth and is joined by Pussy who turns to her again, this time raising one eyebrow. “Sooooo Sam, whatcha say, you…me, masseur named Gustav or Eric or something?”
“I just got aboard Pussy, I don’t have any time right now to get a massage. As it stands, I have to find my stateroom, drop off this luggage and the go and make sure that I am not goin’ to be gettin’ any surprises on this trip. Last time I was on the boat, Cyn managed to book herself on the same trip and I ain’t lookin’ forward to hiding from her,” says Sam with a shudder. “Besides, I need to start preparin’ for my match. Last two times when the belt was on the line I lost and I don’t want a three peat.”
“That’s funny Sam,” replies Pussy as she watches the numbers of the deck flash on the top of the elevator. “You have all week to enjoy yourself on the cruise and only have media time a couple of hours this week. Please tell me you are going to take some time for yourself.”
Sam nods as the doors swoosh open once more, the name of the deck on the wall across from the elevator. “You know I will Pussy,” she offers as she walks out of the elevator looking to see which way she needs to go to find her stateroom. The doors of the elevator close behind Sam sending Pussy disappearing from view. Sam moves down the corridor on the right towards the staterooms. Watching the numbers, she finally approaches hers. Stopping outside of the door, she is fumbling in the package from the steward for her stateroom key when a voice can be heard calling down the hallway.
“Well, fancy meeting you here,” jokes Colton Myers who moves up behind Sam.
“Colton, you crazy fool,” she begins. “We both know that you told me you were coming on this cruise to ‘protect’ me from all the fans. Y’all know that I am going to be protectin’ you from all the Archie fans.”
As she says this, two young women move down the corridor and once they spy Colton, they bring their heads together and begin to whisper and giggle before pointing at him then one pulls her phone out and tries to sneakily take the picture of Colton with the two of them in the picture with him. He moves closer to Sam and puts his arm around her and gives a thumbs up to the camera.
“Whoa, do you think that she is dating him because he is Archie or because he is cute,” says one girl as they continue to walk along the hallway. “Neither, I think he is just being so kind to that redhead,” replies the other as they reach the elevators and turn to take one last look at the pair of redheads. Sam’s mouth drops open in surprise as Colton begins to laugh out loud. Sam turns and softly bats the upper arm of Colton before turning to her door and opening it.
“Let me help,” offers Colton as he watches Sam try to leverage her luggage inside. She offers him a smile as she hands off the handle of the suitcase causing her issues. She moves into the stateroom and tosses her shoulder bag on the bed and spins to flop beside it. Colton stops the suitcase and sits himself opposite the redhead.
“So I guess that you are going to prepare for the match this weekend coming?” asks Colton.
“Y’all know that I have had my mind on other things,” says Sam slumping slightly. “I got a letter from the University…”
Colton leans forward to put his elbows on his knees. “What does it say?”
“I don’t know,” answers Sam as she reaches into the bag and pulls out the envelope that has the University of Nevada logo in the corner. “I have been too afraid to open it,” she adds as she waves it gently in the air between the two only to have Colton snatch it out of her hand.
“Then let’s rip the bandaid off Sami,” he says as he slides a finger under the flap of the envelope. Sam straightens up and clasps her hands together and gives Colton a concerned look as he reads the letter. He looks up at Sam then back down at the page in his hand.
“What does it say?” demands Sam as she leans towards him.
Colton looks at her again and slowly begins to shake his head which has Sam lunging towards him and grabbing the letter. Moving away from the now laughing Colton, her eyes scanning the written words on the page then she spins back, a smile breaking across her face. “I did it!” she squeals while jumping slightly in place. “I got my Masters…says here I received it, summa cum laude.”
Colton stands up only to have Sam hug him enthusiastically which staggers him back with a soft grunt of pain. Self-consciously she pulls back. “I am so sorry Camo,” says Sam as she blushes at the intimacy.
“Not a problem Sammi,” he replies. “But a success like this deserves a reward. Grab your purse and I am taking you to the departure party,” replies Colton as he moves towards the door and opens it to bow charmingly to Sam who smiles and precedes him out of the room and the pair disappear down the hallway as the door closes.
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It is getting closer and closer to the match over the pool and it is making me nervous and excited at the same time. I have spent the last few days talking to fans, taking selfies and pictures, taking a few moments to myself. And yes I had to take a few moments for myself because I know that when I get into that match, I am going to be the one that is definitely looking for the win. I have been training all week and making it my mission to win back my roulette title.
That’s right, I am saying that I am going to be fighting to take back my title because when I tend to say that, karma takes it as a challenge and kicks me right in the win loss record. People have told me to let my wrestling do the talking and that I should stay humble and hungry for it.
Many people would tell me not to get carried away with being so cocky…
Speaking of being carried away…
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Act Two Scene Two: Carried Away
{Sotto voce: This is where you need to go and read Ben Jordan’s roleplay. Don’t worry I will wait…back again? Good}
The jostling of Ben’s shoulder in the midsection of Sam Marlowe who is trying to get the attention of Ben Jordan who seems more intent on getting to where he wants to go than listening to the redhead on his shoulder.
“Ben Jordan, you prat…PUT ME DOWN!” Sam exclaims as she fights to get into a position to force her friend to put her down. “I can walk just fine you know!”
“I know Ginge but if I put you down, you are going to stop us and make us later than we are going to be so better for me to keep you off your feet til we get there,” responds Ben as he bounces Sam on his shoulder making her lose her balance and flop against the back of the Cockney.
He moves through the ship towards the elevator. Pressing the button, he stands there drawing stares from all the fans surrounding them. Sam rests her elbow on the back of Ben and rests her chin in her hand. “Okay you made your point Ben, put me down and tell me what you are doing?” she begs softly as a couple of people take snaps of her resting on Ben’s shoulder which has her offering the flashes a surprised smile.
“Think Sam about a little something that is tradition for you and me on this little cruise,” offers Ben who can’t see the look on Sam’s face but is grinning knowing that the mystery is getting to the redhead who huffs on his back.
The elevator opens and Ben strides inside before turning to smile at a little old lady who is carrying a blanket and gives Ben a her a wink as Sam lets her head hang down, her curls hiding her face. Suddenly the door swoosh open again to reveal the movies under the stars theater. Once the pair move into the crowd where the chairs are on deck, Ben let’s Sam down and waves at the screen and the set up of two chairs with a table between them with a small bucket of ice with a couple of beers, a tub of popcorn and a single flower between the two.
“Tradition is me and you and movie under the stars,” says Ben as he helps Sam to sit down then seats himself. “I figured that we need to take a break before the matches we have on Sunday night. I have one helluva match against Kedron but look at you Ginge, getting a chance to get the Bombshell Roulette title like the first time. You ready?”
Sam reaches to the bucket of popcorn and pulls out a kernel to pop it in her mouth. “I think I am ready Ben but you know how I get just before big matches. I think I psyche myself out and lord knows that I have a big match. Facing not only Mercedes Vargas but Kate Steele, Bobbie Dahl, Valentina and Jessie Salco just makes my desire to regain the title that much more white hot. Although I am sure that someone will be wanting it just as much.”
“I am sure you know you got this Sam,” offers Ben as he opens himself a beer and takes a slow pull from the bottle. “I don’t think I have seen you train this hard for anything,” he adds as he points to the screen. “Plus all work and no play makes Ginge a dull gal.”
Sam rolls her eyes as she tilts her head towards Ben. “It isn’t all hard work you know,” she begins, a blush slowly stealing up her face. “Camo came on the trip and he’s been making sure I have some down time too.”
“Camo eh?” offers Ben as his eyes narrow. “Who’s Camo?”
Sam realizes what she had said then waves off the question as the lights are beginning to darken. “The movie is about to start and you haven’t told me what the film is.”
“It is one of my favourite movies, the Bone Collector and you haven’t told me who Camo is,” replies Ben, lowering his voice to a whisper that sizzles across the air.
“He’s just a friend like you are Ben,” says Sam with a shrug, glad that the shadows of the night can hide another blush creeping up her face. “Now shush, movie’s starting…”
The two friends spend the next few hours watching the film with Ben providing the odd comment to different scenes. Once the movie is done, Sam leans back and sigh contentedly. “Good movie Ben, thanks for bringing me out to see it. And I guess I was lucky that Evie didn’t have me in her sniper sight,” teases Sam as she moves to stand.
“I can’t promise she didn’t,” replies Ben with a laugh.
Sam looks around with a patent look of faked fear. Ben laughs as does Sam before she gets to her feet. “Thanks Ben but I have to get back to my room. I have some prep to do for my match and I am sure that you need to get back to the missus.”
“Take care Sam, and get out there and take your title back,” says Ben.
Sam tosses off a cocky salute as she backs towards the exit before she turns and disappears into the crowd who is leaving.
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The time has come my little friends to talk of many things…of shoes and ships and sealing wax, of cabbages and kings…you know that is one of my favorite lines. And it is true you know, it is the time to talk of many things. Mainly how I am walking into a match that will see me face five others in an Ultimate X match over a pool. A match that I have participated and won not two years ago. My first Bombshell Roulette championship won at Summer XXXTreme. And this Sunday, the site of my second Bombshell Roulette championship won at a Summer XXXTreme…only this won’t be my second, it will be my fourth title reign. Can you believe it, fourth title reign…who would have thought it?
But there are five women spoiling to rip that dream right out of my hands and I have to be better and faster and stronger just to prove each and every one of them that I am the one that deserves to wear the Bombshell Roulette title. I will have to withstand challenges from all of them to pull down that title and not to push karma but I am going to fight til my last breath to win.
Some might say however that is it foolhardy to put myself in this match due to be beating that I took from Mercedes in our last match for the title. Yeah she messed me up and made it difficult to get cleared to wrestle in this match at Summer XXXTreme. But cleared I was and fighting is what I am going to be doing in that ring and if that means that I have to fight my way through Bobbie, Jessie, Valentina, Kate and Mercedes, then that is exactly what I am going to do.
And there is very little the others can do. In fact, there are actually only two things that they can do when I win the title and that is live with it and like it. That title is coming home to me, that I promise you.
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