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« on: October 27, 2017, 10:40:11 PM »
~Compared to last week, this week has been quite boring. So much so that I just decided to take to the streets and show the world that while I’m still a young woman, I’m a changed and far more humble woman now. This week has been without incident, so maybe, just maybe Mr. Compton’s daughter got the hint. That’s unlikely though. I’m sure she’ll be back, but again I’ll be ready when she does!~
~Putting that behind me, I have heard Crystal’s words. It’s nice to know we’re on the same wavelength. Honestly, I really do hope she will be willing to shake my hand after our match at High Stakes, no matter what the outcome is. Besides, there is something I need to tell her, and tonight I have that chance as I have called for a press conference right here in Melbourne, inside the same arena where we will be competing before the world this Sunday.~
~I’m heading there now actually. Just a few short minutes of a walk and I’ll be there…~
Friday, October 27, 2017
Melbourne, Australia
Outside The Margaret Court ArenaBut she isn’t walking alone. Oh no. Throngs of people are following her and flanking her, and well, Polly is all smiles. She looks to be in deep thought too, but we can be sure that she will explain that soon enough. As she walks with them, she signs a few autographs, all the way into the arena. Once she’s inside she descends down the closest staircase into the bowl of the arena and heads right into the wrestling ring, which has already been set up for Sunday Night’s High Stakes VII extravaganza. Inside the ring is a podium and Polly goes right up to it, and for once gets to know the feeling that her own father knows quite well, how to be a host for an event, which now has drawn quite the large crowd. Polly tests the microphone and sees that it’s working, so she gets things underway, with very little hesitation.Polly: “Um, well, hey guys and gals. I know not a single one of you ever expected me to be standing here before you, speaking instead of trying to make sure that each and every single one of you lost a game to me.â€Polly blushes a bit as some of the crowd actually does politely laugh. When the slight blush begins to wear off, she continues.Polly: “But that’s just it. I wanted to take the time to speak to all of you out there, even those that I have never hurt one morsel. I have learned much lately, but the biggest thing I have learned is that life is not always a game. Life is so much more than that. It’s not about embarrassing and humiliating someone for the rest of their lives. It’s not about teasing someone that they have lost their chance to win the prize they seek. Don’t get me wrong, I did and still do love playing games, but well, I have now lost my fair share. I know what it feels like to be the loser. And well…â€The blond bombshell lowers her head for a few moments before lifting it back up to speak to the audience.Polly: “It’s awful. No, it’s worse than that. It’s the worst feeling in the whole wide world. I understand that now and I apologize to every single person out there that has been embarrassed in my presence thanks to my games. I promise, from now on I will only play those types of games for when people actually truly deserve it. My opponent for this Sunday, Crystal Hilton, she is NOT one of those people. Even when I was first here and slowly maturing, while still playing my little games, I respected her. Her and I, I could just see it, we were and still are very much alike. And over the last little while, both of us have been growing up. While it’s true neither of us are champions right now, we both know how to get there and can get there whenever we want to!â€
“That said, I hope this Sunday doesn’t ruin a potentially good thing, because Crystal, honestly I wouldn’t mind even tag teaming with you someday, if you wish to do so. That’s how much I respect you. I’m not going to be looking to take your head off at High Stakes. I’m not going to be looking to humiliate you. Heck, I’m not even in his to yell down at you that you lost or anything like that. This Sunday is far more than that to me. I want to defeat you to show the world that I can put all the little games aside and be the woman I long to be!â€
“And well yeah, games are fun and all, but they don’t mean much in the end. A game is just a game. No one can win them all. You haven’t. I haven’t. Heck, even Mikah hasn’t. None of us are perfect. But you know what? We can play THAT game and at least try to be!â€Polly puts out a bit of a nervous-sounding girly laugh before taking a break from speaking for a short bit. She looks out all around her at everyone. They are all just looking back at her, clearly seeing she is being sincere. Young Polly has definitely changed. It’s now just the question of is her growing going to keep her successful… or if she will revert back to her old ways. Time will tell.Polly: “I know you wished me luck this Sunday Crystal, but I’m going to say this right here and right now, I don’t need luck either. Neither of us do. We both want the victory. We both want that chance to move back up closer to either the Bombshell Internet Championship or in my case the World Bombshell Championship. Though like I said a bit ago, no matter what happens between us in this very ring in two nights time? I am ALL for making a run at the Bombshell Tag Team Championships too!â€This gets polite applause from the crowd, and a sense of intrigue as well, considering the thought of a Polly and Crystal tag team, which could be quite formidable. Before they get too engrossed though, Polly picks back up.Polly: “For now though Crystal, I do apologize for one thing, and that’s not hearing your response to my offer loud and clear. Tonight though, you have. And on Sunday, you are going to loud and clear realize that it isn’t you that wants this match more. It’s ME! No disrespect Crystal, but you seem to want to just show the world how much you’ve grown. I have already been showing the world that, but now it’s time for me to add the success to it! I allowed Mercedes Vargas to barely get one over on me last month and I’ll be damned if I let you do the same thing to me! That’s the one thing I don’t think you do get. A loss would bring me down lower. A loss would get the whole world talking, saying that I’ve lost my evil green eyes and I’ve lost my edge and my desire to make sure I end up on top of my opponent. Don’t you get it Crystal? A loss would be DEVASTATING for me! You losing to me wouldn’t hurt you so much, as long as you get to show the whole world how much you’ve changed.â€
“I can already see that, which means it shouldn’t be that hard for them to pick up on it either. But this Sunday at High Stakes, it shouldn’t be about both of our recent experiences away from the ring, or how both of us have grown up. This Sunday at High Stakes it is all about seeing which of us has MORE inside of her! I’m sorry Crystal, but after some of the things I’ve gone through this year, I DO!!!â€Polly pauses, but it’s only briefly before she says her final words.Polly: “And I always will! I’ve been saying it from the beginning, and it will never change. Playtime only ends when I say it does. And at High Stakes, while I respect you, I’m going to be the one that dictates when our time in the Playpen comes to a close. But hey, thank you for at least wanting to have the match of the night with me. I really appreciate that, and this Sunday, that’s EXACTLY what everyone is going to get!â€Polly steps back from the podium and slides out of the ring underneath the bottom rope. Some of the crowd clamors to come up to her and ask her questions, but a couple of the Sin City Wrestling security team hold them back. Polly sees this and nods her head.Polly: “It’s okay. I don’t mind the company.â€And so Polly stays behind inside the arena, answering questions and signing more autographs until the crowd begins to thin out. As it gets down to very few in the arena, that’s when Polly’s most recent gremlin shows herself. But Polly sees her coming.Polly: “Didn’t you learn your lesson already?â€Colleen Compton chuckles before responding.Colleen: “Have you learned yours? Seriously Polly, I’m not just going to go quietly into the night like that. Your day to pay is coming. Who knows? Maybe it will be this Sunday at your precious High Stakes. Trust me. I’ll be here and I’ll be watching. You’re so gonna fail, and I’m going to love every moment of it.â€Polly: “You’re going to eat those words.â€Colleen: “And you are going to eat my pussy if you don’t get my dad out of jail.â€The security guards overhear this and step right up to flank Polly. One of them asks her if there is a problem.Polly: “No. I’ll handle this, but thank you.â€Polly takes one giant step towards Colleen. This seems to unnerve Mr. Compton’s daughter a little. It’s when Polly takes a second giant step forward that Colleen can see the look growing bigger in Polly’s green eyes.Polly: “Oh, having second thoughts, are we? You know after our last little run-in that you can’t handle this!â€Colleen: “Oh, so that’s why you ran that night like a chicken, huh? I have an answer to everything Polly. Free my dad, or else! And you already know what that OR ELSE is! And I know you don’t like it!â€Polly: “All I hear are threats. I’ll handle you on my own, whenever and wherever. Just name the time and place bitch!â€The fire in Polly is at fever pitch and she looks like she’s about to explode now, with her normally really bright cheeks becoming quite red. Colleen sees this as well and backs off and turns around to walk away, choosing to leave this confrontation for another time and place. From the looks of Polly… smart decision! Even SCW’s security guards that are still present look surprised. They back away now as well as Polly heads off in the opposite direction that Colleen has just gone, huffing and seething the whole way.Polly: “She is SO DEAD!â€Polly rounds a corner and heads up the street to the hotel. She makes it there safely and immediately chooses to retire to her assigned room for the rest of the night. Considering it’s a big weekend for her, it’s definitely for the best. Everything else can wait. To Polly, Sunday night at High Stakes, it means more than what her opponent believes it does. To Polly, it’s more than just about respect, and more than just about a potential future World Bombshell Championship opportunity. Most importantly to Polly, this Sunday is about putting all the other stuff aside and wrestling her heart out until she comes out on top!
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« on: October 21, 2017, 11:17:04 PM »
~I know I have made myself extremely scarce. It has probably felt like I have fallen off the edge of the Earth. I know some that would appreciate it if that did happen, but it is those people that will not get what they want in the end.~
~Anyways, I chose to take time away from the hustle and bustle of Sin City Wrestling and attempt to enjoy the sites here in Australia, being I have never been here before in my life. I say “attempt†because as usual, I was once again followed because of my past life, and once again taken and held against my will. Only this time things were different. I was stronger, and I listened to my dad. I didn’t need him this time as I fought through it and broke free… all by myself!~
~It was a few days ago that I told him and he was oh so proud of me. Angry with what happened, but proud of me for battling and winning against this newest adversary. At least I know that at High Stakes VII, I won’t really be facing an adversary. I’ll be facing a bombshell that I actually somewhat respect. I’m not expecting her to respect me in return. I just hope that she can help me deliver the match of the night. After all I have been through while trying to back away and relax, it’s the least she or any other SCW bombshell can do…~Sunday, October 8, 2017
Sydney, Australia
Sydney Opera HouseThe sun went down a long time ago and the air is nippy being it is just getting into the early parts of Spring down in the Southern Hemisphere. This hasn’t stopped Polly though as she is used to the air being quite cold, being from Utah and all. Right at this very moment she walks alone, after having seen a performance of some sort inside the world-renowned Sydney Opera House. As she rounds a corner it looks like she is about to talk to herself, when she is rudely interrupted by a voice, that doesn’t have one bit of an Aussie accent to it.
: “I can’t believe you got my father arrested. After all the stunts YOU pulled against those poor contestants, you deserved to be in that spot you were in Polly.â€Polly freezes in place and turns around and in the darkness can make out some of the features of someone she knows well enough, that being Colleen Compton, Mr. Compton’s daughter.Polly: “Colleen? How… How did you find me?â€Colleen: “Oh, too easy. From the moment I heard what you did to my father, I just looked up Sin City Wrestling’s schedule and took the first flight I could to get here. Kind of expensive, but it was worth the trip. Boys, get her!â€From out of the darkness, Polly’s worst nightmare happens to her for a second time, as she is quickly subdued, but not just by two guys, instead… three. Two of them grab her by one arm each, yanking her arms outwards to the point where Polly is feeling pain. The third one grabs Polly from behind by her ponytail and yanks it enough so her head is looking up towards the sky.Colleen: “I suggest you come with us Polly. No need to make a scene, because you’re not going to win this time. This time… you lost.â€Even with the darkness growing, Polly is forced to look towards her and see Colleen wink. The three boys then escort her to a car that is waiting. Polly is crammed into the middle seat of the back seat. Two of the boys surround her and the third one sits in the passenger seat next to Colleen in the front.Polly: “Where are you taking me? I’m just going to escape. Besides, I had nothing to do with your dad getting arrested. It’s not MY fault that he’s such a scumbag.â€Colleen, who was about to put the key into the ignition, flips her head around to face Polly.Colleen: “I really suggest you take that last comment back. My father is a good man. You drove him to do it. It’s all YOUR fault that he’s in prison. Not his! Now shut up, and no, you’re not going to escape. You won’t ever have the chance. Your daddy will never see you again, and there is nothing either of you can do about it. You’re mine now.â€She puts the key in now and puts the car in motion. Polly gets antsy in the back seat, but the two guys are able to keep her under control, being it is two versus one in the back seat. Colleen doesn’t speed either. That way she doesn’t draw any attention to their vehicle.
After a while Polly stops fussing, being she is not within the reach of either door, so the boys let her just sit there, until she pulls out her cell phone from her right pocket. Colleen can see it in her rearview mirror.Colleen: “Don’t call anyone for help. That’s just weak. I know you. You’re NOT weak. Consider this tonight me helping you, and me getting revenge against you for my father, all in one nice little package.â€Polly: “Don’t worry. I’m not calling anybody. I’m just looking at something, being I’m sure they are going to schedule me to compete down in Melbourne at High Stakes.â€Colleen: “Fine. Boys, make sure that’s all she’s doing.â€They both agree, but it’s not like Polly was going to do anything bad anyways. Besides, she’s probably done enough to last her the rest of her lifetime. She find what she is looking for on her phone and actually puts on a small bit of a smile, which is odd considering the circumstances. She actually even reports her findings loud enough for the entire car to hear.Polly: “So they have me against Crystal. Interesting.â€Colleen: “Oh do they now. If you weren’t too busy with caring about your daddy, you’d be their World Bombshell Champion right now, instead of just being in a match for only bragging rights that doesn’t mean a damn thing.â€Polly: “Really now? You have the audacity to say that as you’re kidnapping me?â€Colleen: “That’s not what I’m doing. I’m exacting revenge for something you did that you shouldn’t have done.â€Polly: “Mm hmm, sure you are. Sounds like kidnapping to me. You could just let me go and maybe, just maybe, you won’t end up locked up with your father. Okay?â€Colleen: “Hmph! Boys, I think we’ve heard enough from our play toy, don’t you all think?â€They all agree with the driver and one of the boys in the back seat pulls out a big roll of tape and the two in the backseat tape Polly’s mouth shut and tightly hold her hands for the rest of the trip, leaving Polly’s cell phone in her lap. Once they have arrived at their destination the boys do the work as they assist Polly up to the place that Colleen has been able to find, where she can stay while she’s here down under. It’s mostly outdoors, but there is an abandoned shack where makeshift beds are already made up, one for each of the boys, and a bigger bed for Colleen. It’s when Polly sees the shackles attached to the bigger bed that she tries to make a run for it, pretty much knowing what’s about to happen. All three boys seize her, and Colleen actually softens her voice and reassures her.Colleen: “Hey. I’ll be nice. There’s no need to run. But you did bring this upon yourself. You MUST lose tonight, but… I think you’ll enjoy it. You always have enjoyed spending time with women on stage, and humiliating them. Well, consider this you being on stage, with the roles reversed as now you’re MY contestant and I’m you, the game show model. Boys, shackle her up please.â€Polly battles and even scratches one of the boys with her nails but they successfully get her up into the bed and into the shackles. Polly wildly kicks her legs, but it’s not doing anything.Colleen: “Good enough. Boys, record the show… and boys?â€All three look at her.Colleen: “Enjoy it too. I know you all will.â€Even though she’s plumper and not as pretty as Polly is, the boys all do look excited for what might be about to happen right in front of their eyes. Colleen turns her attention to her “contestantâ€, but waits for the camera that they have brought to roll.Colleen: “Ah, hey, there you all are. We are here tonight for a VERY special show from here in the land down under, Australia, the best one you will ever see, and my contestant tonight is someone Utah knows all so well, Miss Polly Pingotti! Say hi to the world Polly.â€She does it, but weakly and with no enthusiasm, which is the exact opposite of what she used to do as a stage model.Polly: “Hi.â€Colleen: “Ok world, the first question tonight for Polly is one I am sure you all want to know. Why did you get my father arrested?â€Polly blurts out the truth, without hesitation.Polly: “He kidnapped me!â€Colleen glares at Polly and then imitates a wrong answer buzzer sound.Polly: “Ooh, that is incorrect. Being you got that one wrong Polly, you face round one of our game, which I call “Face The Factsâ€. And since you were wrong, fact, you will be facing a faceful…OF ME!!!â€Colleen suddenly whips off her sweater and tosses it aside and then climbs onto the bed on top of Polly and shoves Polly’s head right into her cleavage. Colleen wiggles as fast as possible and Polly clearly can’t take it, tapping out with her left foot against the bed. Yet still Colleen continues for a little extra, rubbing it in, just like Polly used to do to all the contestants that lost to her. When Colleen finally gets off, Polly speaks out.Polly: “Okay, okay! I get it!â€Colleen: “Oh I don’t think you do. Does she world? Does she get it?â€The three boys in their presence all boo and shake their heads no and then all hold up a giant thumbs down. One of the boys retrieves Colleen’s sweater and Colleen puts it back on before moving onward with her plan to clearly embarrass Polly and make her pay for getting her father tossed into the clink back home.Colleen: “Well okay then. Question number 2. Polly, do you really think that you have changed from your game show model ways?â€Polly: “Yes! My eyes have been opened to the fact that winning isn’t everything and humiliating someone isn’t everything either. I’ve changed, and for the better!â€Colleen is very fast to put out the buzzer noise this time.Colleen: “No one believes a word you just said. You’re not fooling anyone. So in round 2, it’s time for you to… boys…â€Boys: “FACE… THE… FACTS!!!â€Colleen directs two of the boys to hold Polly’s feet down. She then inexplicably lowers her trousers AND her undergarments and quickly hops aboard Polly’s chest. Polly goes to scream but no sound comes out as Colleen lowers herself right down onto Polly’s mouth. The boys all already look in love as Colleen just sits there, with Polly just beneath her. Colleen waits a few moments before lifting up some. Polly coughs but doesn’t get to do anything else as Colleen moves up enough to place her rather fat behind right down on Polly’s lips. From underneath, Polly can hear her.Colleen: “YOU LOST! KISS IT!!! Otherwise I am NOT getting off!â€The boy left holding the camera is shaking and it’s showing with the shoddy camera work. It’s clear that Polly isn’t kissing her newest abductor’s behind. Thus Colleen rubs her butt in real good and picks up speed once again. Polly is showing signs of wriggling but the longer Colleen stays on, it slows until it finally stops, showing that Polly has been weakened. Yet still Colleen stays in place.Colleen: “KISS IT! Or else!â€Still she doesn’t feel Polly’s lips, so then the “or else†happens, and for Polly, it’s quite stinky. It revitalizes her though as she uses all her might to push up and jolt the bigger Colleen Compton off of her.Polly: “You’re fucking disgusting bitch!!! Let me fucking go!!!â€That is something Polly has rarely ever done before.Colleen: “NO!!! You lost!â€Polly kicks away with her legs, forcing the boys to lose their grip of her. She begins to try to go to work on the shackles, but Colleen is very fast to cut that off at the pass, by plopping her big butt right back down on her “contestant’s†face.Colleen: “You need to learn that you can’t always get your way! Now, either you agree to help free my father from prison, or you can stay in prison here with me! I suggest you choose now. Face the facts, or face the fart!â€Despite the ultimatum, Polly is defiant and fights hard once again, again dislodging the plump Colleen off her face, this time before she can let out more gas. She works on the shackles again, and then chooses to make her hands as small as she can. Suddenly she is able to pull them down and break free!!! Polly is quick to get off the bed and low blow the bottomless Colleen right where it would count, if Colleen was a boy that is. Colleen still doubles over in pain as she yells out to the three boys.Colleen: “GET HER BOYS!!! NOWWWW!!!â€Polly runs out the door of the shack as fast as her legs can carry her. She doesn’t stop running until she reaches the nearest road, which is when she can see a bus coming. She jumps up and down in the air and the bus does slow all the way to a stop. Right as the boys are catching up with Polly, Polly boards the bus and the doors slam shut. Polly quickly grabs a seat and right at the window she sticks her tongue out at the boys as the bus drives away. As it does so, Polly yells out to the driver.Polly: “Thank you so much!â€Bus Driver: “Uh, you’re welcome Miss?â€Polly just nods up towards him and he can see that in his rearview mirror. The other scant few passengers all look towards Polly and she just shrugs her shoulders, but then sits back and enjoys the ride back into downtown Sydney, which ends right back at the Sydney Opera House. The whole way back though Polly is VERY proud of herself, as she should be. This time she was able to escape a potentially life-altering problem all by herself. Maybe with this she can move on. Maybe with this she can focus just on getting back to the top, a place where she knows she can get, whenever she wants.Saturday, October 21, 2017
Melbourne, Australia
Outside The Royal Exhibition BuildingPolly stands completely still, checking the surroundings around her, clearly not wanting yet another repeat of the few times she has been taken already. To her that family is clearly out to get her, and she wants no more part of it. She wants to wash her hands clean of the wretched Compton family, but now she definitely doesn’t feel safe, being the daughter is still on the loose.
Yet still she has an air of confidence around her, after successfully being able to wrench herself away from the one that’s after her. With that confidence is how she speaks now as she records up her latest vlog.Polly: “I guess all there really is to say is… um… hi. I know it’s been a while, and honestly, my head just hasn’t been into things. Because of that, I allowed Mikah the chance to take the SCW World Bombshell Championship away from Mercedes Vargas. For that, I apologize to the world. Even if she does take it from Mercedes though, I will guarantee that she won’t hold it for an insanely long period of time this go-around. Perhaps then that blonde will go crawl into a hole and except defeat. But that’s not what I’m here to talk to you all about.â€
“Nope. I’m here because I actually AM excited to get the chance to face Crystal in a one-on-one match at High Stakes. This is nothing like last year when I took on and took out Amy Marshall inside Hell In A Cell, because this time, I actually kinda respect my opponent. Just like me, she hasn’t had things easy. Not at all. It’s bombshells like her and I that have earned the right to be happy. Away from the ring, I have my issues that WILL be cleared up, and as for Crystal, I wish her nothing but the best.â€
“But it’s inside the ring that’s going to matter next Sunday night. I know what all of you are thinking. Little Polly Playtime is just going to go into that ring and use the ropes or hike up Crystal’s tights in order to get the win. But you know what? No. I don’t want to play that game anymore. I am definitely looking to start fresh and earn the right to be known as a winner. I have all the abilities and attributes to be one, and I have known that since day one. No longer do I really want to humiliate anyone, as I now know how it feels.â€With her free hand, on these words, she taps where her heart is, showing truthfully that she is definitely a changed young woman. After pausing, she picks back up where she left off, first with her head down, but then lifted back up after a few seconds.Polly: “I’ve eaten my humble pie, and Crystal? I sure hope you don’t have to eat any, because truthfully, I don’t hate you at all. I know you have come back after time off a few times and immediately wanted your shot at the SCW World Bombshell Championship, but that’s really the only reason why I have ever silently laughed at you… ever. I’m being completely one hundred percent honest with you. Just like me, you are capable of earning a championship match whenever you want. We have both proven ourselves several times over, and as much as the other bombshells try to disprove that fact, they are only kidding themselves.â€
“But I’m not kidding on this. At High Stakes, I want us to tear the house down. I want everyone to only remember US, not the SCW World Bombshell Championship match, heck not even the SCW World Championship match! We are both names that everyone should ALWAYS remember, no matter what trials and tribulations we both go through. We have both shown that we are strong and can come back from a whole heck of a lot. Next Sunday is that next new beginning for the both of us Crystal, and I for one am going to take advantage of it. If you are looking to do the same thing, well, in the end, even though I will be the one with my hand raised, we will both have WON.â€Polly nods her head once in a positive direction and smiles a small but genuine-looking smile.Polly: “That being said, I look forward to facing you in the Playpen, aka the ring. For the first time in a while, I’m looking forward to having some real pleasurable fun against an opponent who is quite similar to myself. Next Sunday Crystal, it’s on!â€Again Polly puts out a single nod before ending her vlog. She takes another look around before admiring the building in front of her and then walking down the road, continuing to explore Melbourne as carefully as she can, tagging along close to a group of other tourists.
Even though Polly will obviously have to have her head on a swivel wherever she goes, it’s clear that she is slowly getting her mind back on competing in Sin City Wrestling, and back on getting back towards doing something she knows she can do… becoming the World Bombshell Champion once again, that is after taking on Crystal Hilton one on one, something that she has stated she has wanted for quite some time. At High Stakes next weekend, this wish of Polly’s comes true.
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« on: October 06, 2017, 10:56:52 PM »
~I know what all of you are thinking. You are thinking that I’m not capable of defending a newly one championship. Twice now you would all be correct. However that is just two times. Remember back to my SCW Bombshell Internet Championship reign? I defended that far more than once, including the first defense on the same night as winning the championship.~
~Sooo… I don’t have to defend myself. There is no need for me to be sad about losing the World Bombshell Championship a second time too, because I know my dad is still proud of me. Besides, I’ve fought my way to the top now. I can do it again… whenever I want. Go figures once again I have a hill to climb back up, and this one, well, admittedly it is steeper than the others. No matter what happens in Brisbane though, I’ll take it as it comes. Besides, there is more to life than just winning. I have learned that well lately, and thank GOD someone else finally has too!
She, that being Mikah obviously, will still come out with her same boring run-down brigade about me, sadly. She won’t change. She might be a bit more humble, but that’s about it. When it comes to Jessie, she has already said that I’m just a choke artist, when in reality, she has been, is, and always will be THE choke artist bombshell in that wrestling ring. And when it comes to Evie, well, she’s just not all there. I have proven to the world that she has a lot of growing to do. In fact when you look at me and my three opponents for this upcoming Sunday, with me being the youngest, I am the ONLY bombshell out of four that has changed. All the rest are stagnant, not looking to evolve, not looking to be better both inside the ring and out. They are just happy with who and where they are. If they were all so perfect though, wouldn’t the world be lining up to see them?~
~You would think so, but that just isn’t the case. I’m sure I came across more people on the boat that I traveled over from New Zealand that had stopped me to chat it up. And I wasn’t even wearing the SCW World Bombshell Championship anymore! Not to mention that they didn’t even bring up my match against Mercedes. Not a single one of them. They were all actually kind of flustered to see me. I could see it in their eyes, but the look I gave back to them was one of sincerity, and not fake sincerity either. Nope, I put them at ease, letting them know with my eyes that I wasn’t looking to play games.~
~So that said, it has been a few peaceful weeks for me, and yeah, the loss of the championship wasn’t fun, but I’m at peace with it. I’m growing up, right before all of your eyes. Meanwhile all three of my opponents this Sunday, sadly, they will always be children. As for my growing up, well, as I finally got some time to tan out on the boat deck alone by myself…~Monday, October 2, 2017
Between New Zealand and Australia
On A Boat, Sailing West…As the still quite young blonde lays down comfortably basically sunbathing on the deck of the boat, we can see that she is once again on her cell phone. It’s very obvious who she is conversing with.Polly: “I guess I don’t think life is just a game anymore dad. It’s so much more, you know?â€Mr. Pingotti: “Well yes it is kitten, but you have been far more successful without thinking about me, and instead just going out and dishing out the punishments to your opponents. I have never minded you doing that, as all that matters to me is that you’re happy.â€Polly: “Um, dad, even without the World Bombshell Championship, I’m happy. I have the greatest dad ever and besides, there will always be more chances for me to be on top. I’ve been on top a LOT if you know what I mean.â€Polly winks, despite being alone.Mr. Pingotti: “Yeah, and deservedly so. It just does pain me a little that you have suffered some losses kitten.â€Polly: “I only feel bad for letting you down dad.â€Mr. Pingotti: “No, you haven’t let me down. It’s just that I do love seeing you win all the time. You know it’s always brought me much joy.â€Polly: “Yeah. I know.â€Polly says those three words in a very young girly tone.Polly: “But you know what?â€Mr. Pingotti: “What?â€Polly: “Those memories are forever. And no, I’m not done playing. I never will be. It’s just that, well you know what happened recently, it’s made me change my perspective on things. But… if you want me to still have that evil giddy gleam in my eye, I don’t want to disappoint you. I’ll go out there this Sunday and do everything in my power to make sure that I get to yell down at not one bombshell, not two bombshells, but THREE bombshells… YOU LOST!!!â€Mr. Pingotti: “Don’t do it for me. Do what you feel is right.â€Polly: “Okay dad. I will, but I won’t be doing battle alone! I can feel you here with me, even though you aren’t!â€Mr. Pingotti: “Alright, just don’t give them a weakness to prey on kitten. Be tough, be aggressive, and most importantly, be you. Don’t change just for the sake of changing.â€Polly: “But… but dad…â€Mr. Pingotti: “Come on pumpkin, no buts. Not unless if you’re sitting on your opponents with yours, okay?â€Polly does giggle a little before responding.Polly: “If they deserve it, which they kinda all do for not growing up like I have over these past few weeks, that can be arranged. I will MAKE them realize that they need to grow up too!â€Mr. Pingotti: “Now THAT’S the spirit. If you go do that, it doesn’t matter to me if you fight again for SCW’s World Bombshell Championship or not. I’ll be happy kitten.â€Polly: “Me too dad. Me too. I um, I guess I should let you go for now.â€Mr. Pingotti: “Yeah, I need to get some sleep.â€Polly: “You do that. Please take care of yourself dad. Please.â€Mr. Pingotti: “I will. Talk to you soon.â€Polly: “Bye dad.â€As soon as she hangs up with him, she examines herself to see that she has gotten the exact amount of sun that she wanted. So she gets up, collects her belongings and just begins to walk around the entire deck, all of the guys eyeballing her as she walks by in a plain white bikini, looking like quite the little blonde angel. We all know she is far from an angel, but it’s clear that maybe, just maybe, she no longer wants to be a playful little devil all the time.
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« on: September 22, 2017, 11:59:46 PM »
~There should always be those times in your life where the proverbial light bulb just pops on inside your head. Very recently I had one of those moments, the most important moment I believe I have ever had to take on. Yet I could do nothing about it as it happened while I was all stocked up with no way out. That is why I have been so emotional as of late, as my dad took a big shot for me, even though he didn’t deserve it. He is the BEST man I know, period, on this whole planet… No wait, that’s not good enough. He is the best man in the entire universe! He protected me when I needed it most and I will always and forever be in his debt, and will always show my gratitude for what he did that night. It’s like I have said loud and proud to the world… I LOVE MY DAD!~
~Of course there will be those of you that will see me as weak because of it, but it’s all good. I have already proven that when I am free, I am NOT weak. And believe you me, I wanted to put Jessie Salco in a Straight Jacket at Violent Conduct as well, but in the end as far as Jessie is concerned, I did what I had to do to get things down to a one on one situation, which is where I took over and am now once again at the top of the Bombshell mountain!~
~With my dad on the mend, and me having righted more than one wrong, things are as they were meant to be. Oh no doubt just about all of you disagree with me, but you know what? I wouldn’t have it any other way. After all, the more the rest of you separate yourselves from what is, the more you are going to miss out on a great time that’s just starting.~
~This time around with the SCW World Bombshell Championship it’s not about playing games. It’s about continuing to grow, and more importantly, to defend it for my dad and anyone else who has truly been wronged in their life! As your champion, I have the voice to really speak up, and I’m going to use that power not to shove women’s faces in dog food and not make them bark like a dog, but instead this time, I’m going to use it for good. I know you don’t believe me, but that will come. You will ALL see the woman that I want to be, and I’ll get to continue to grow as the top female representative of Sin City Wrestling as we continue our tour down in eventually Australia and right now New Zealand.~
~By the time this tour “down under†is over and we are back in the U.S.A., I will make sure no that nobody has any questions about me except for one. Will anyone ever beat her for the SCW World Bombshell Championship? The answer to that one? No. The next time someone else holds this championship will mean that I have handed it in, having wanted to put the game on hold to take care of something or someone that I treasure more dearly.~
~For now though, dad, this is for you…~Sunday, September 17, 2017
Christchurch, New Zealand
Horncastle ArenaPolly: “Oh my gosh daddy, I still can’t believe I did it again! Just holding this championship for you is so just… I’m speechless! It’s like you’re here with me, even though your thousands of miles away!â€Polly is very giddy as she is clearly speaking with her dad on her cell phone. He replies to her as she has him on speaker phone.Mr. Pingotti: “Kitten, I know you’re excited, but you earned this for yourself. You don’t need to dedicate your championship reign to me.â€Polly: “Oh yes I do! You’ve made me who I am, and well, I almost lost you that night. That night opened my eyes. It made me realize that life is far more than just a game, and that we only get to live one life. I want to make the most of it and well, even more importantly, I want to enjoy every single moment I get with you around. Daddy, I know you won’t be around forever and well…â€Polly eyes are welling up. On the other end of the line, it’s almost as if he can see her green eyes.Mr. Pingotti: “Hey, Polly, kitten, I’m fine. We’re both fine. Just when it comes to defending that championship, don’t show that you have a weakness. I don’t want to be a handicap to you.â€The tears that are beginning to well seem to almost immediately dry up.Polly: “Loving you dad is NOT a weakness. To me it’s a strength! I feel even more ready to go on out there and make more than just a statement.â€Mr. Pingotti: “Well okay then. It’s just… don’t shed any tears for what happened that night. I’m recovering just fine. Apparently no permanent damage was done.â€Polly: “Thank goodness. Hopefully we never hear from that asshole ever again! If we do, HE will be the one crying, and HE will be the one down on his knees just begging for forgiveness. And I will show NONE!â€Her father remains silent on the other line, which leads for Polly to continue.Polly: “Daddy? I’m going to do my best to move onward and upward as Sin City Wrestling’s top Bombshell, but I AM going to honor you as I do that. Every time I step foot in that ring, it’s for you. Every time I land a punch or a kick, it’s for you. Every time I smash my opponent’s head into the canvas and finish them off, it’s for you daddy! It’s for you and everyone else who has ever been hurt that doesn’t deserve to be!â€Mr. Pingotti: “That’s really sweet of you kitten. I can’t argue that. Unfortunately I need to go.â€Polly: “Go where? For what?â€Mr. Pingotti: “An interview. I’m pretty much healed up and well, the television network has a job opening available. They told me to come down to the studio to see if there would be a place for me or not.â€Polly cracks a small bit of a smile.Polly: “Okay. Knock them dead daddy. You are SO going to get it.â€Mr. Pingotti: “Thanks kitten. Good luck with your title defense next week.â€Polly: “Thank you, but I won’t need it. I have you. I guess um… Bye? I’ll call you again tomorrow?â€Mr. Pingotti: “Yeah, sure. Tomorrow. Bye Polly.â€Polly: “Bye daddy. I love you!â€Mr. Pingotti: “I love you too.â€Both Pingottis hang up their phones. After Polly hangs up she just looks up towards the ceiling for a few moments before moving on off down one of the corridors of the arena.Friday, September 22, 2017
Wellington, New Zealand
TSB Bank Arena~Thankfully this week has been oddly quiet. I have been able to explore a decent portion of New Zealand, and wouldn’t you know it, after I stood in that ring and outted how I truly felt, the New Zealand fans have seemed to have noticed and have wanted to chat with me, as if I were Little Miss Perfect and their heroine. Honestly, it felt nice. I know I’m not perfect though, and I know I’m not a little angel, but hey, maybe I’m growing up more and more each day. Or maybe, just maybe, life just isn’t all about games to me anymore. It’s about living life to its fullest for me now. As long as I live it fully, that’s a game I will always want to play.~
~Anyways, I have long since lost count of how many signatures I’ve given to the fans that have found me out and about the countryside. It’s made me really feel good, but I know I need to start focusing now. The weekend is upon us and my first challenger this time around is someone I have faced off against and defeated before… Mercedes Vargas. She is definitely a worthy opponent, and this time, I see her coming, unlike last time when she tried to use an outdated title shot to immediately take the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship from me, only to fail.~
~But of course that’s old news. In current news I’m sure she will think that my tears for my dad that fell in front of the entire world were… *shivers*… fake. One word… NOPE!!! Those tears were real as I love my dad more than anything or anyone else in this entire world! That will show for my entire SCW World Bombshell Championship reign, and it won’t weaken me. No. It will only make me tougher and tougher to defeat! With that said, here is what’s on my mind in regards to one of the now former “mean girlsâ€â€¦~Polly at the current time is jogging at a moderate pace through the corridors of the TSB Bank Arena. She jogs for quite some time before stopping and taking a break. She catches her breath before looking down at her cell phone and recording all that’s currently on her mind.Polly: “Nobody thought I would be back in this position as our SCW World Bombshell Champion, yet here I am. I know I wasn’t the most successful in my challenge series, yet still, I came through in the clutch and Jessie ended up down for the count, and Evie Baang ended up in a Jacket. That night at Violent Conduct ended as it should have, and this Sunday night here in Wellington, at Climax Control, the whole world will get to see that once again. Only this time the victim and loser will be you Mercedes.â€
“You’ve walked this road before. You thought you’d just run down and cash in against Kate Steele many, many months back, but you didn’t see the roadblock that was in your way, and it clearly wasn’t Kate Steele. It was me! And here we are again. Now I know you’re not going to care about me, my life, or my dad, or anything. Heck, you’ll probably think I’m nothing but fake and that I’m still just an evil little witch that will go back to her own ways, even disgracing her own father.â€Polly pauses, but very briefly. She looks quickly down before back up at her phone’s screen.Polly: “But that won’t happen! Those tears, they are REAL! I love my dad so much and well, I’m dedicating this entire title reign to him. I am going to fight as hard as I can for him to defend this over and over again, until I KILL myself defending it! That’s how much he means to me. This championship, it’s just another mark for you. Nothing more. To me it’s EVERYTHING Mercedes, so don’t you DARE even think that my tears or fake, or that I’m lying to you and the world. Because I am most definitely NOT!â€
“Nope, this Sunday night you are going to have your chance against me and my dad, but it’s going to end in nothing but failure for you! On my end you won’t get any games. You will just get non-stop action from me, and trust me Mercedes, you just simply aren’t ready! The only thing you actually ARE ready for is to hear me yell down at you those two famous words… YOU LOST!â€
“That’s no game. It’s just going to be reality. And then I’m going to hold the championship right back up high into the air and yell out to my dad that I love him! This is ALL for him. ALL of it! I can’t wait for Sunday night to defend this for you daddy! I LOVE YOU!!!â€Polly hits the stop button on her phone and begins shedding a few tears as she turns off down another hallway in the arena, with the weekend getting closer and closer.
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« on: September 01, 2017, 11:54:17 PM »
â€LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME DO!â€Part 2~Even though he’s fine, it was a horrible night. Even now as I speak out to you all for the final time before Violent Conduct, I’m shaking. It’s a bad feeling in my young bones, one that I want to go away, but one that I know just won’t.~
~I’m here at home now in the warmth, but it feels so cold with no one here to warm me up. You all would definitely say it’s exactly what I deserve, but how could you all be so cold-hearted? If even one of you out there has a heart, just one, I’d be YOUR fan forever. I would make sure that you never lost, and that you ALWAYS won, at everything you do.~
~But I doubt anybody out there will take me up on my offer. Not like it matters. I am going to stand up, brush all this off, and compete at the top level that I know I’m capable of doing. Just because I love it when the rest of you lose, doesn’t mean that I’m looking for the easy way out, and it doesn’t mean I’m just going to go into Violent Conduct all ho-hum, just expecting to win. Nope, you’ve got the wrong blonde for that trait. Try Mikah.~
~I’m different. It’s a good different, as much as the rest of you disagree. Oh don’t get me wrong, I’m still an evil little sprite, but more importantly, I’m real. I don’t need to be fake. I don’t need to be a poser. That seems to be for the rest of you lot, which is why I ride alone. And after this upcoming weekend, I will be riding alone… once again as your World Bombshell Champion. Make no mistake about it. I’ve been through a lot in the last year, and I’m going to make sure I go through a whole lot more, while on top of the world…~Wednesday, August 23, 2017
Panguitch, Utah
Garfield Memorial HospitalEven though is just after 2 a.m. in the morning, Polly is wide awake, tapping her left foot vigorously against the floor as she waits outside of the hospital room that contains her father, who she knows is laid up in bed, being examined. Finally after what seems a lifetime to her, a doctor comes out of the room and sits next to Polly, right in the other chair that is by the door.Doctor: “He’s going to be okay Miss Pingotti. I don’t think there is any permanent damage done. We will have to run a few tests during the day though, so maybe it’s best that you go home and get some sleep, okay?â€Polly: “Doc, I… I really want to stay with him.â€She looks at him with a very concerned look on her face.Doctor: “He’s well tended to. I’m worried about you too. You should really go get a good night’s sleep.â€Polly: “Sleep is the last thing on my mind right now Doc. I’ve been traumatized and my dad could have been killed. I… I can’t lose him. I just can’t!â€The Doctor can see the crazed look that is developing in her green eyes. He puts his right hand on her left shoulder in an attempt to calm her down.Doctor: “You won’t lose him. And for yourself, I’ll help out if I can. Is there anything you want to talk about?â€Polly: “Not now. And please, take your hand off me. There is only ONE person that gets to touch me besides myself, and that’s my dad. He’s the only one I trust now!â€He backs off but looks extremely concerned for her. He stands up though and opens the room door. Polly gets up and races in to see her father. Her father is able to slide over a bit and Polly gets up onto the bed, now laying beside him, feeling the most comfortable she’s felt all evening no doubt. The Doctor can see that it’s time to leave the father/daughter combination alone. He ushers the two nurses out as well.Polly: “Daddy…â€She nuzzles up really close to him.Mr. Pingotti: “It’s okay kitten. I’m okay. It’s all going to be okay. Sure I’m out my job now, but-â€Polly: “I’ll help with that dad. I’m making enough money wrestling to support both you and me while mom’s away.â€Mr. Pingotti: “I don’t want you spending your hard earned money to provide for me.â€Polly: “I insist. Please let me help. You raised me and helped me along with everything. Now it’s my turn to give back. I can handle it dad. I really can.â€He looks at his daughter, who has tilted her head some so she can look at him in return, so he doesn’t have to move at all.Mr. Pingotti: “I know you can. It’s just that… Tonight, seeing you being taken advantage of… It’s the worst I’ve ever felt. I knew I had to do what I did, to protect you. I know you’re not a baby anymore, but you’ll always be my little girl. And I’ll always provide for you. I can handle myself. So this weekend, don’t worry about me. Go win that championship back. I’ll be fine.â€Polly sighs, still with some leftover tears in her eyes.Polly: “I always worry about you dad. You’re my number one priority, and always will be. Championships come and go. I’ll cash in on this opportunity, but it’s going to be for YOU dad. I’m going to show everyone that I’m not the fraud or the flash-in-the-pan that they are making me out to be.â€Mr. Pingotti: “Good. I’ll watch you if I can. I’m proud of you.â€Polly: “Even after how weak I looked tonight?â€Mr. Pingotti: “They had you triple teamed, the bastards! No one could have escaped that. At least the two of them finally took their heads out of their you know whats and did the right thing. I’m still ashamed to call them my co-workers.â€Polly: “EX-co-workers.â€Mr. Pingotti: “Yes. Though I’m going to need to do something for work Polly. Perhaps I could make money by running it myself. I’ll have to go to the network though on that. I don’t know what they’d say.â€Polly: “They’d love you daddy. You’ve done such a nice job hosting, and a far better job raising me. You can’t do anything wrong. Just go for it, as soon as you’re better.â€Mr. Pingotti nods his head a few times slowly and carefully.Mr. Pingotti: “Yeah. Yeah, you’re right. Maybe change how things work too. I don’t want things to be the same way.â€Polly: “Nor do I. Perhaps it IS a good thing that the contestants don’t lose all the time, you know?â€Polly snuggles in that bit more closer. Her dad carefully places an arm around her and for the first time tonight, a small comfortable smile has developed on Polly’s lips.Mr. Pingotti: “Well they won’t be up against you kitten, so they’ll actually stand a chance.â€Polly: “Thanks daddy. You’re too kind.â€Mr. Pingotti: “You’re welcome as always. And Polly?â€Polly: “Yes?â€Mr. Pingotti: “I know the doctor told you to go home and get some sleep. It wouldn’t be a bad idea, but I can tell you want to stay here. So, stay as long as you like.â€Polly: “Thank you. I guess it’s goodnight then, right dad?â€Mr. Pingotti: “Yes. Yes it is.â€The two Pingottis just lay there for a bit before both seem to be getting ultra tired. It’s only moments after that both of them shut their eyes and drift off to sleep. Hopefully a sleep that helps them forget what happened just a few hours ago.Thursday, August 31, 2017
Las Vegas, Nevada
Gold Coast Casino~I have had a week to calm my nerves as much as I can. It is not that I’m nervous for my upcoming contractual rematch for the SCW World Bombshell Championship. It’s more that I’m nervous about someone jumping me and taking me as their own personal property. If there are two things I hate in the world… number one is losing, and number two is being taken advantage of or my dad being taken advantage of.~
~NO MORE!~
~This weekend it’s all changing. Momentum has swung back in my favor, and this time around, the other side of the pendulum will never come. Evie and Jessie… Neither of them are ready. That has already shown…~Polly, with her thoughts in her head, is circling around the room in the Casino where the Sin City Wrestling crew has just set up the ring for this upcoming weekend. She circles around it slowly, just glaring at it, gazing a hole right through it. After a while she heads over to the boxes and quickly spots the two that have the Straight Jackets in them.Polly: “This is the closest you are going to get to me. After what I’ve been through, I will NEVER… EVER… be trapped again! You two are meant for two broads that totally deserve it, that totally should be wrapped up in your unforgivingness, never to be freed again.â€Polly looks down at the ground, but it’s only for two solemn moments. When she lifts her chin up to see her surroundings again, the state of her look has changed, into a look of dire need. But from her words, she is not dire about her own self.Polly: “Evie, I feel sorry for you, and it’s not just because you’re going to end up fighting and struggling to get out of one of these two Straight Jackets. Oh no. I feel sorry because you just seem so focused on making both Jessie and more importantly myself seem like soft cute cuddly little animals, instead of seeing us as your competent and able challengers. Well, okay, I guess you got it half right. Jessie is not capable of becoming the World Bombshell Champion. But I am. I’ve been here before Evie. I have been the challenger and I have walked away with that same championship that you hold, all thanks to you being the one Bombshell that was able to survive the Blast From The Past tournament.â€
“So what should that tell you? It should tell you that I am not a lamb that is leading myself to her slaughter. I know what I’m in for and I’m not seeing you as weak. It is just that your focus is in the wrong place. So allow me to make the picture far more clearer for you. I may not be the brightest bulb in the package, and you are damn right I went after you without thinking about what you’d say next, but I’m certainly no lamb. If I were, I would have been content with a match with no championship on the line. I would have never put myself through the ringer with those five challenge matches. I would have declined the contractual rematch and I would have moved on, fizzling out without as much of a single peep. It just goes to show that you don’t know who the hell I am! I’m far more than just a girl that loves to play. I’ve said it before and I shouldn’t have to say it again. I will play here in Sin City Wrestling until I am DONE playing! And the best part is that there is nothing you can do about it!â€Polly hmmphs and actually smirks a little before continuing, one of the crew members having had a camera on her from the beginning.Polly: “But that’s life Evie. Get over it, and more importantly when you lose to me, get over yourself.â€Polly pauses and breathes once before she switches gears to her other opponent for Sunday night.Polly: “Speaking about having to get over herself, this is where you come in Jessie. We all know the story already, about how you believe you have come SO CLOSE to achieving your dream of becoming our World Bombshell Champion. The truth is, I’ve watched all of your attempts, and not once were you close at all to winning the championship. We all know you don’t have what it takes. For you it’s far more dire than it is for Evie. I hold this face for you because you actually believe this is the time that you are finally going to break through. You believe that this time you are going to be this conquering hero. You believe that this time you are going to leave elated jumping up and down like you’re in a mosh pit at a concert! You think it’s OHHHHH… finally FINALLY, OHHHHH! FINALLY going to happen for you!!!â€The young blonde as she speaks sounds like she is getting closer and closer to a climax, but right after she has reached the top, her tone drastically changes.Polly: “… but then it happens again. You disappoint all of your fans and the metalheads that you say you love so much.â€She shakes her head and lets it all sink in for a few moments.Polly: “Jessie, you need to face the facts. You aren’t ready for this type of stage. You never were ready, and you never will be. I’m only 21 and I can see right through you. I knew you were going to dismiss me as a threat for Violent Conduct. Though I don’t get something. Why are you doing that when you saw exactly what happened to your best pal Amy Marshall last November? She just saw me as a newcomer and a non-threat, yet she went down in a heap inside Hell In A Cell. And now you are doing the exact same thing, when you should know perfectly well what I’m capable of.â€
“But you know what Jessie? That’s fine with me. It doesn’t matter what you think, because in the end there is a Straight Jacket right here with your name on it. The only thing you’ll be able to do once you’re wearing it is whine and complain and just continue repeating and repeating that I’m stupid… even though I’ll be the one leaving as the World Bombshell Champion. I won’t look stupid, will I Jessie? Instead I will, and oh yes I will, have killed off two birds with one stone! Both you and Evie won’t be able to spread your wingspans and fly after the Jackets are on both Evie and yourself Jessie. There will be only one bird left flying, and that’s me… the most beautiful bird in not just this match, and not just in this company, but in all the world! I am the cute, lovely, evil, and championship-material dove. You Jessie, and you Evie, the two of you just aren’t meant for this moment at Violent Conduct. To me you aer both meant to be trapped like losing mice. To me you are just two pieces in the game that need to be removed. I have gone through too much to allow either of you to get what you want. This Sunday at Violent Conduct it is all about me taking flight once again as our SCW World Bombshell Champion! I have EARNED the right to cash in on my contractual rematch by fighting tooth and nail. And this Sunday night, I’m going to put the nail in the coffin on both of your opportunities to be our champion. Then I will fly away, crowing out loud to the both of you as I go… YOU LOST!!!â€Polly looks down one last time at the Straight Jackets and blows them each a kiss before departing the room. The camera watches her go until she disappears, most likely next to be seen in this very room, becoming our SCW World Bombshell Champion for the second time. And to think that her wrestling career is still at such an early point… With that being true, when she cashes in at Violent Conduct, we will have a champion that will soar to new heights… a champion that Sin City Wrestling and the world will never ever forget.
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« on: August 26, 2017, 11:47:03 PM »
â€LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME DO!â€Part 1~The night I got home from Laughlin, Nevada was a night where everything changed for me. No longer will I take anything lying down. I’ve realized that that just can’t happen, because when it does anyone and everyone will take advantage of me. Evie Baang tried to get away with it after I took on and defeated Cadence Carter on the Climax Control prior, but she found out that whatever she dishes out, she will get back TENFOLD whenever she is dealing with me!~
~It sure seems like many have tried to pool the wool over my eyes, and for a scant few, it’s worked. But after what I went through just a few days ago, NEVER AGAIN! I knew I didn’t trust a certain someone, and I was right. He did the unthinkable and took advantage of me. However in the end he ended up paying for it, in what I consider a big life-ending way!~
~Hopefully it’s a lesson to both Evie Baang and Jessie Salco. I’m not the girl you want to mess with. Instead I’m the young WOMAN that is going to take advantage of this opportunity and for the second time rise to the top! Oh there will be plenty of violent conduct, but that’s not the best part. The best part will be screaming down at the both of you that you’ve lost, and that there’s nothing either of you can do about it!~
~Until then, thank this… snake in the grass… for what’s about to happen. Because it isn’t going to be good…~Tuesday, August 22, 2017
Panguitch, Utah (then Orderville Utah)
Big Fish Saloon (then Game Show Studio in Orderville)Polly has just finished polishing off the food she had ordered, a thick juicy deluxe cheeseburger along with well-seasoned fries. To wash it all down she is just now finishing sipping away at the raspberry ice tea she had gotten with her meal. It definitely has seemed to refresh her. She pulls out her wallet just as one of the waitresses that she knows comes over.Heather: “Hey, it was a shame your father couldn’t come here tonight. He’s actually been in here a lot lately while you’ve been away.â€Polly: “He has? Hmm, this has always been our favorite local place to eat. I have missed coming here and couldn’t resist coming tonight. Unfortunately my dad’s away on business.â€Heather: “Hmm, probably with that game show he hosts. Your father can do so much better Polly. I’ve seen how much of a dick that producer can be. He should get out of that business, just like you did.â€Polly is silent for a short bit of a time, before she finally does reply.Polly: “Yeah, but he enjoys it Heather. You know my top priority is that he’s happy.â€Heather: “It’s admirable of you, and it shows. Just um, don’t you think that it’s weird he was called away on business, on a Tuesday night? I thought the shows were recorded on Friday and Saturday.â€Polly looks at the waitress, who is the same height as her own self.Polly: “You know, you’re right about that. Something is… off about that. Maybe I should call him.â€She gets her phone out of her purse and starts rapidly tapping her left foot against the floor as she dials her father’s cell phone number. It just keeps ringing and ringing.Polly: “Come on, come on, come on. Dad, where are you?â€Heather, who should probably be assisting other customers, looks even more concerned now. After many rings, the ringing stops and Polly flips her cell phone shut, then looks up at Heather.Polly: “I have to go find him. I have to go find him right now. Here’s what I owe and a tip just for you, okay?â€Polly quickly forks over the money, stands right up and runs out the door as Heather calls out to her.Heather: “Please keep me posted Polly! Be careful!â€Polly is too worried to say a single word as she heads to the right as soon as she’s out the door. She heads to where her red 2017 Chevrolet Cruze waits for her. But she doesn’t make it as she is pulled behind the side of the restaurant by two masked men. Neither of them speak but they hold on to her tightly. Even though Polly is fighting with all her might and it takes them a little bit, they do get her subdued enough where one is able to strap a ball gag on her, which gets her down to only “mmphâ€s, which aren’t loud enough. The two men sink her down to her knees before one of them picks her up and carries her in his arms down to a car of their own. The man tosses her into the back seat. When Polly gets up to try and get back out of the car the second man reaches in and grabs for her hands, able to successfully handcuff her after a bit of a struggle. The second man slams the door shut and both men go for the front seats, then speeding off. The whole time Polly is awake and struggling to break free, but it just isn’t happening. Even the ball gag won’t pop out of her mouth, as hard as she tries. Finally she grows tired and the tears start streaming down her cheeks.
As for the car, it heads out onto the highway. Polly lifts her head a little to see that they’re heading towards Orderville, which can only mean one thing. Her tears stop and hatred looks like it’s beginning to set in, almost as if she knows exactly where they are heading. She looks forward to see that the two masks are off… and that they are two of the stage crew for Mr. Compton’s game show! Polly’s mmphs now pick up, but the two guys say nothing. The driver looks very uncomfortable with the situation, but does speak up.Driver: “Polly, I’m so sorry, but we have to deliver you to Mr. Compton. We’re under his orders to do so, otherwise he’s going to fire us both. We both need this job. Charlie, can you ungag her, at least for the rest of the ride? I really feel bad.â€The passenger, Charlie, reaches back and pulls it out of her mouth. Polly recovers some but then screams at them both, cursing more than she ever has in her entire life.Polly: “Are you fucking kidding me?! Mr. Compton can’t just fucking let me go?!?!? I made it clear to him and I thought it was damn settled when he gave me that car as a fucking apology. That asshole is going to get a piece of my fucking mind when I get my hands on him! And you two, what the fuck?! Please just let me go!!! I can get you new jobs if that’s all you fricking need! Please don’t be his fucking bitches! LET… ME… FUCKING… GO!!!!!â€After hearing all that Charlie sees that he has no choice and pops the ball gag back into Polly’s mouth, right as she is yelling out the last word.Driver: “Polly, please! We’re only the messengers. When we get you to him, do what you need to do!â€The driver speeds up a little, but is careful to not go too fast, as he obviously wouldn’t want to get pulled over with a younger girl handcuffed and gagged in the back seat. Polly’s tears are completely gone now as she is just simply enraged! However she does seemingly stop putting the blame on them. She stops struggling in the back seat and just waits for this unwanted ride to end.
When it does she waits for Charlie to get her out of the backseat. He escorts her in, without any fight from Polly, who clearly just wants to meet up with Mr. Compton… and probably knock him the hell out, this time for good! They walk her down the hall of the game show facility until they come to the room Polly used to get dressed in for shows. The driver of the car opens the door and Charlie pushes Polly into the room by pushing right on her butt. He then shuts the room door and padlocks it quickly, before Polly can attempt to get out. Being the room has no windows Polly realizes she’s stuck. She goes back to work with trying to spit the ball gag out of her mouth, but it’s lodged in good.
To her this time that is passing is an eternity, as what’s even worse for her is that she doesn’t know where her father is. She places her purse down and even though she’s still handcuffed, she uses her hands to pull out her phone and place it on the floor. With her cute nose she hits the redial button and prays to God that he will answer this time. It rings five times before finally there is an answer on the other end this time.Mr. Pingotti: “Hello Polly, kitten. I’m sorry I couldn’t answer earlier. I was in a meeting with Mr. Compton. He and I were discussing show ideas.â€Polly: “MMPH! MMPH MMPH MMPH MMPH-MMPH! (Help! Please help me daddy!)â€Mr. Pingotti: “Polly? What’s wrong?â€Polly: “MMPH-MMPH MMPH-MMPHF MMPH-MMPH MMPH! (Mr. Compton’s kidnapped me!)â€Mr. Pingotti: “What the? Where are you? I’ll come get you!â€Polly: “MMPH-MMPH-MMMPH!!! (Orderville!!!)â€It’s almost as if he can understand his daughter.Mr. Pingotti: “I’ll be right there kitten!â€The door to the room opens and in walks Mr. Compton, which means that the meeting couldn’t have been all that far away, most likely at the usual meeting place which is just down the road from the game show studio. Mr. Compton stands over her and grabs her cell phone, hitting the end button, before taking the cell phone for his own.Mr. Compton: “Tsk tsk tsk, Polly. Making yet another bad career move. Look, it’s very clear that you aren’t as evil and as strong as you think you are. All I ask is that you come back to work for me. Being my top model is what you do best. I agreed with your dad to give you that car as a peace offering, yet you’ve slandered my name and now with you gone, the ratings have really dropped. I don’t even have the heart to tell your daddy that the next show might just very well be the LAST show. You know what he and I will both have then? Absolutely NOTHING! Things have gotten really bad since the last time you were here, and when I heard you’d be coming home for a week, I just knew I had to do something. I need you back on my stage, for the rest of your life. It’s the truth. The public wants you, and on our stage, they can have you. They can’t have you while you’re away wrestling, not to mention losing anyways.â€Polly: “MMPH MMPH!!! (FUCK YOU!!!)â€Mr. Compton: “That just proves my point Polly. Anyway, since you called your daddy to help bail you out, I have the perfect idea for a special taping of my favorite game show and yours, “You Better Get It Right!†This one is going to have the WORLD talking, and you will see that what I’m saying is right. You belong here and nowhere else. But the caveat is… YOU will be the contestant, and trust me, you WILL lose. The bright side is it will be most likely the last time that you ever lose, as long as you agree to full-time employment.â€Polly refuses by vigorously shaking her head no. To which Mr. Compton shakes his head repeatedly in the yes direction. He then pulls Polly up and drags her out to the stage. The two guys that grabbed Polly earlier turn the stage lights on and Mr. Compton continues to drag her, right to a set of stocks that is in the usual placement of where the contestant stand would be. Mr. Compton trips her by her left leg, getting Polly down to her knees. The two guys come over and help their boss keep Polly contained as they uncuff her wrists, only to use the stocks to re-cuff her. Polly does put up a decent fight as they go to shove her head in as well in the center of the stocks, but it’s 3 against 1, so Polly end up doing the one thing she hates the most, losing that battle.Mr. Compton: “A couple of the camera crew should be here in a couple minutes. Then we’ll get to filming what will be our biggest masterpiece!â€Polly tries to stay firm and not cry, but she can feel the tears start to stream down her cheeks again. Softly she speaks to herself in mmph’s, meaning to say “Where are you daddy? I need you.â€This time amount passes by quickly and soon the cameras have whirred to life. Even though there is no audience, it doesn’t seem like Mr. Compton cares, as he knows that the whole world will see this soon enough. Mr. Compton himself stands at the host’s stand and queues the normal cheesy music that his game show has. As it ends, he gets on his microphone.Mr. Compton: “Well ladies and gentlemen, tonight is a very special episode and a very special treat. Tonight I will be hosting and our contestant tonight, you all know her, the lovely Polly Pingotti!!!â€The sound guy that’s present hits a special machine that does fake clapping and cheering, before it slowly shuts off.Mr. Compton: “As you can see, the lovely Polly is not in the best of predicaments right now. Tonight in this game, she will truly need to Get It Right!â€Again the fake clapping and cheering emits from the sound machine.Mr. Compton: “Here’s how our game will work. Round 1, the lovely Polly will need to tell us all what is exactly in her future. I will remove the gag that’s in her mouth, as we did not want her speaking before we started our game.â€He goes and removes it, to which Polly is disobedient and screams out loud:Polly: “He’s kidnapped me!!! Mr. Compton has kidnapped me!!! Anybody, HELLLLP!!!!â€Mr. Compton covers up Polly’s mouth with a hand and looks a bit nervous himself.Mr. Compton: “Make sure that is edited out. Now Polly, work with me here. I am giving you a chance. What is in your future?â€Polly is seething mad. Mr. Compton leaves his hand over her mouth, which is when Polly goes to bite at it!Mr. Compton: “Seriously? That’s how you’re going to act Polly? Like a little loser dog? Oh well, wrong answer. Guys, let’s make sure the world gets what they truly want. Strip her naked!â€Mr. Compton walks away as Polly screams out.Polly: “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!â€But it’s too late as the stage crew is all over her, leaving Polly looking like a naked dog being she’s stuck in the stocks, within a matter of seconds.Mr. Compton: “It would be wise for our lovely contestant to comply and play our game. Guys, record every inch of her. The world deserves to see what she’s been hiding!â€Polly struggles in the stocks, which actually makes her look even cuter. After the exposé has calmed down some, Mr. Compton continues, back at the host desk, which is usually occupied by Polly’s father.Mr. Compton: “Well then world, you have GOT to love THAT!!! Miss Polly is definitely a very beautiful young lady! It is now time for round 2, which she better get it right this time. Otherwise… gentlemen… bring it out!â€Polly can’t even see it, but the stage crew brings out what could possibly be the world’s biggest flogger, which looks like it will definitely hurt and do extreme damage! They keep it behind her so she can’t see what they’ve brought out.Mr. Compton: “Okay Polly, for round 2, the world loves you. It’s been very clear on all the shows you’ve been on in the past. As evil and nasty and cruel as you have been, through it all, they have loved you and cheered for you. You’ve gained a really large following at such a young age. The question is, will you let them all down by continuing to choose to wrestle and lose, or will you come back home and keep them happy? Tick tock, tick tock.â€Polly puts her head down and is about to answer, when she hears her father yelling out to her.Mr. Pingotti: “Polly! Polly!!! OH MY GOD, POLLY!â€He races onto the stage. Mr. Compton goes to cut him off, but Mr. Pingotti shoves his boss right to the floor of the stage and runs towards his daughter. The two stage crew members cut him off though and the one tells Mr. Pingotti that he’s sorry, but this must be done. He then orders Charlie to flog Polly right in the butt. Charlie winds up as Mr. Pingotti jukes and gets away from the other member of the stage crew. He dives right in between the flogger and his daughter and takes the flog right to the face and goes down in a heap. Charlie backs up and drops the flogger, almost crying himself, seeing what he’s done. Mr. Compton begins to get up, which is when the stage crew member that had been holding Mr. Pingotti back, his heart changes. He snatches the flogger and holds onto it. He winds up and directly flogs Mr. Compton, sending Mr. Compton back down to his knees. He then drops the flog and does what is right. He frees Polly from the stocks, which allows Polly to turn and help her father, as she blubbers.Polly: “Daddy!!!! Daddy, please, are you okay? Daddyyy!!! I love you!!!â€She looks around at both of the stage crew members and cries more.Polly: “Call 911!â€They both agree, but it’s Charlie that runs off to do that, as the other stage crew member keeps his eye on Mr. Compton, just in case he gets up. Polly doesn’t even bother grabbing for her clothes as she keeps her focus on her father, who looks to be breathing. Polly calms down some but is still crying as she nestles in really close to him.Polly: “Please be okay. Hang in there. Ambulance will be on the way. I love you daddy!â€It takes some time but they can now all hear the sirens coming closer and closer. Yet still Polly stays nestled right up against her father, probably as she was after just being born. It’s not just a stretcher that comes onto the stage either, as a pair of policemen come in and drag the still almost out-of-it Mr. Compton up to his feet before handcuffing him and escorting him out, for obvious questioning. The police do both stare over at the naked Polly, until she glares at them.Polly: “Look the other way please. Arrest that man and make sure he never breaks out! He’s a fucking kidnapping piece of shit that deserves to rot and get eaten alive by fucking rats!â€They hear her tone and both policemen do as she says. The medic looks too, but takes heed of the same advice as he and the two game show stage member crews lift Mr. Pingotti up and put him on the stretcher.Charlie: “Hey, Polly, you should get dressed. Go with your dad to the hospital. Okay?â€Polly nods her head. She still hates Charlie and his accomplice for what they did to her, but in this one regard, she listens to him. After she’s dressed, she addresses both of them.Polly: “I’m sure this is the end. You guys will both get jobs somewhere. You’re better than this. I’m better than this. My dad’s better than this. ALL of us are better than this. You got that?â€Charlie: “Yes. Thank you Polly. I… I’m really sorry.â€Polly nods before she follows the medic out. Mr. Pingotti is loaded into the ambulance and Polly climbs in as well. It is only seconds later that the ambulance sirens begin wailing again, this time away from a place that Polly clearly never ever wants to see again. Besides, she definitely is much more than this. She has proven that she can become a champion in the wrestling ring on any given night. Soon she knows she will become one again… which is much more than what had been planned out for her to endure for the rest of her life.Saturday, August 26, 2017
Panguitch, Utah
Pingotti Household~Thankfully my dad will be fine. Thankfully I’m fine. And that prick is going to get exactly what he deserves, a life sentence, so he can live out the rest of his pathetic days all cooped up in prison, right where he belongs! That leaves my dad free to do what he wants to do, and it leaves me free to do what I want to do. Heck all of us that were associated with that show are now free to do what we please. It is no longer imprisoning any of us, and for the Bombshells of Sin City Wrestling, that spells trouble with a capital P!~
~That’s right boys and girls, not a capital T, but instead a P for Polly. And I’m truly trouble as I am about to once again be your World Bombshell Champion. What’s better is that I get to regain the championship by playing a little game of Straight Jacket against my two opponents at Violent Conduct. THAT is what will be so enjoyable. Only I know what the world truly wants, and they want me as their champion. They want to see my face plastered on every billboard of every Sin City Wrestling event that happens. They want to see my face in the papers. They want to read my name so it rolls off their tongue. Face it. The guys love me and the other young women out there wish they could be me.~
~But that’s enough about that, at least for now anyways. It’s been quite the last few days, and you all know only the half of it. For tonight though, I’m getting tired, and I really want to get this out there for all of you to hear…~Polly zooms out on the camera lens, to show that she is safely back at home, in her bedroom, wearing just a pink nightshirt that is similar to a slip that has pictures of dogs all over it. She smiles, but it’s only a small and brief one this time before she gets down to business.Polly: “There is no question that I have faced many challenges lately, both inside and outside of the ring. That just goes to show though that I am battle-tested and battle-approved, because I sure as heck would not be standing right here in front of you all right now if I wasn’t!â€She sneers right at the camera, and even though no battle scars are visible on the outside, it’s clear she has many within herself. After this slight pause, Polly continues.Polly: “Now then, I know there are some of you out there that believe I should not be in the position that I’m in at Violent Conduct, getting to challenge for the World Bombshell Championship. But let me remind you all that this is my contractual rematch, being Crystal Millar was able to get one over on me and Melody to become the champion to begin with. Now Crystal is way, WAY out of the picture. That’s well proven being she isn’t even scheduled to compete, after she competed against one of my favorite play-toys in Amy Marshall. It just goes to show how low Crystal has gone. Yet some say the same thing about me when I chose to face my chosen set of five matches. I did that for a really good reason. It was to build to this moment that’s going to take place next weekend, right in the Sin City that we all know and love.â€
“For Jessie Salco and even more importantly Evie Baang, they will hate it. They will hate everything about that night. They will show the same hate that I have been allowing to emanate from myself as of late. Though here is the thing, as much as neither of them believes me, I am not going to cheat this time. There really aren’t very many ways to cheat in a Straight Jacket match anyways. Anything goes until you two are wearing Straight Jackets and I’m left holding the SCW World Bombshell Championship high above my head, as I watch the two of you wriggle like worms, trying to escape, in vain attempts. You two won’t just be losers, you will be enslaved losers. And trust me, I know what that feels like! I personally do. It makes you feel helpless. That is NOT a feeling that I am going to have, EVER AGAIN!!!â€Polly breathes heavily a few times before trying to calm herself down enough to speak. Finally she comes through with that.Polly: “So, Jessie, it’s very clear to me that you are still very salty about what I did this past Sunday night. You need to listen to reason though. I was getting bored, and quite honestly, neither of you deserved to win the championship like that. You should be honestly thanking me, because I know you. You would have tapped out if I didn’t save you. When I leaped off that rope with the Perfect Play, I wasn’t trying to screw with you or your chance at the World Bombshell Championship. You were going to blow it anyways. I was getting back at Evie, even though I already did prior to the match. I just knew once wasn’t enough. It was a warning to not just her, but also to you or anyone else who believes they can take advantage of me. When you try to, you will get it back in your face, FAR WORSE!â€
“That out there, don’t try anything silly at Violent Conduct. Because Evie has already been made an example of, as has your old tag team partner Amy Marshall. Many know what I’m capable of, including yourself, so don’t make the mistake of underestimating me again. You’ve already done it once.â€
“And don’t expect me to throw a temper tantrum just because you got added to this match. I don’t care that you were added, as in the end, it’s going to mean nothing. This is a chance that I have served to you on a silver platter, but you won’t be taking advantage of it. As far as I’m concerned Jessie, I get to knock out two birds with one stone, and leave those birds nesting in Straight Jackets! And everyone says I’M the crazy one???...â€Polly gets a crazed look in her eyes now and it ends with a lick of her chops. Slowly yet surely she is getting back to her old self, clearly doing her best to forget what happened to her a few nights ago.Polly: “Well, maybe I am. I am most definitely the evil, nasty, cruel one in this lot. I know a fellow blonde would say that I’m not, and that I’m just trying to put up a smokescreen to make myself sound scary, but she’s full of it. If I weren’t any of those three things, I wouldn’t be where I am right now. I would have lost a lot more matches and I probably would have been out the door instead of contending for my second World Bombshell Championship reign in just over a week’s time.â€
“So Jessie, to dumb this down for you, you’re welcome for this final chance, and you’re welcome for the free Jacket that I’m about to give to you as a parting gift!â€She pauses now and stretches with her free hand, as she grips the camera tightly with her other hand. When she returns to a normal stance, Polly switches gears to the current champion.Polly: “The same gift will be given to you Evie, but that’s just who I am. It just seems like I’m always give, give, giving. Just like how I gave you exactly what you deserved not once at the last Climax Control, not twice, but THREE times! I wanted to make sure I got the point across. Hopefully I did, because otherwise, I’m afraid that you’ll never get it. I’m afraid that you’ll just have a wet dream about how you will be able to hang on to the World Bombshell Championship, when the whole world knows that you won’t.â€
“And it will be all your fault. You started something that you couldn’t finish and you started it long before a couple of weeks ago. I never forget a thing Evie, and I don’t forget that you tried to use me as an example after you were the female winner of the Blast From The Past tournament. You wanted to make your point by attacking me right before you had your opportunity to go for the World Bombshell Championship. That’s what started all of this, and quite honestly, I am STOPED that you are the champion right now instead of someone like Crystal Millar, who I actually admire. She and I, we are FAR better champions than you! While I do hate that she lowered herself down after she lost the championship, I know she has it in her to do the exact same thing I’m doing, working my way right back up and taking back what I want!â€
“As for you though Evie, I know that you’re just going to lose and run away. But it’s okay, I can just mesh you in with Mikah. She loves doing the exact same thing after a loss, from what I’ve heard. I really wish I could trust that you would be you and keep on competing at your top level, despite losing to me at Violent Conduct of course, but I’m sure you won’t. You will back away, knowing that you are in WAY over your head Evie.â€
“As for me, I’ve learned much and THIS time around at the top of the mountain, I won’t be in over my head. There will be no special challenges. Any Bombshell that wants their chance at the World Bombshell Championship will have to earn it. I won’t dodge anyone that does earn it, but you WILL have to earn it!â€
“But that’s for after Violent Conduct. Next Sunday is all that matters right now Evie and Jessie, and from what I can see, neither of you is ready for it. Neither of you are ready for what someone that I have recently erased out of my life is about to make me do! He is hopefully in a Straight Jacket in that prison cell that he earned, and soon, thanks to him… and thanks to Evie for trying to make a name for herself at my expense… the both of you will too!!!â€Polly suddenly ends the transmission and puts the camera down on her dresser, turning it off for the night. She walks over to her bed and lays right down, however she doesn’t fall asleep. She just lays there awake and sighing. As much as she wants to push everything bad that has happened to her out of her head, it’s clear that it’s going to be a hard process. A harder process than winning back the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship.
7
« on: August 11, 2017, 11:50:30 PM »
~It has been a VERY trying, damaging, and disheartening go of it for me these past handful of matches. Clearly I was right about everyone on my list being a good challenge. I bet everybody out there thought I was just giving myself creampuff matches, when that was NOT what I was doing! If I were Mikah, yeah, I would have done that. I would have asked to face Twisted Sister or Amy Marshall or Jessie Salco or Veronica Taylor five times in a row. But I did not do that.~
~Now though the both of them, the both of them are questioning if I should even get to be in the Bombshell Division’s main event at Violent Conduct. I STILL should be getting my contractual rematch. I never said I didn’t want it. I said I wanted to be READY for it! Being that I’m heavily battle-tested, I may as well just go for it, even though I’ve been having trouble getting more wins under my belt.~
~One of these nights my luck will change. One of these nights my opponent or opponents won’t take the easy and cheap ways out! That next newest night is about to arrive, as I will say this. Cadence Carter will be headlining NOTHING…~Sunday, August 6, 2017
Stateline, Nevada
Lake TahoeShe can be heard screaming in her makeshift locker room in the backstage area that had been created for this outdoor event from behind the closed and locked door, far more than once, as clearly this is not something that she is used to. A few items can be heard hitting other things. If we were in the room with her, we would be scared for our lives, so thankfully we aren’t.
On the other side of the door, Polly looks anything but pretty right now, as she is very incensed that she was unable to take down and pin Samantha Marlowe, leaving her challenge series record now at one win, two losses, and one draw. Meaning she has definitely challenged herself right to her brink, and apparently over it. For her it’s clear she knows that she only has one last chance to prove herself that she deserves her contractual rematch for the SCW World Bombshell Championship.
As her tantrum begins to lessen some, she does something she does not do all that often… cries. With her face in her hands she cries until her eyes are all red. Then the anger seems to set back in once the tears have dried up.Polly: “I have no choice. They want to take it away from me. They want to take my contractual rematch taken away. I have to do it. I have to KILL Cadence Carter! Leave no questions looming. Cadence Carter must DIE!!!â€Polly looks around the room and then without even thinking picks up the small lamp in the room. She yanks it out of the cord and hurls it right against the door and it smashes into bits and pieces, leaving her in the dark. It’s at this very moment that her tantrum ends. A few moments later she illuminates her face with the light from the flashlight that she has. And oh when we see it, it’s not the usual look from Polly that we are all used to seeing. There is not one ounce of playfulness on it. When she finally speaks aloud, it’s almost as if she’s in a trance as she speaks in basically a monotone. Clearly this has all gotten to her, and we can see it as she records herself using her usual tool.Polly: “I have no choice. I don’t expect you to understand Cadence. I only expect you to feel like you are the victim here, because you are. Originally I wanted to face you to just prove myself against you and pick up another win on my way back to the World Bombshell Championship. However now, next weekend means far much more to me. I now have the bosses thinking about taking something that I am owed away from me.â€
“So, where the heck does that leave you Cadence? It leaves you in the biggest danger zone that you will ever come across in what you call your young wrestling career. I never thought I would come to this crossroads, yet here I am. And here are you. We are close to being in the same boat, with everybody doubting us and our abilities. Yet it only takes one night, just ONE NIGHT for everything to change. And honestly, that’s the night I need. I need it MORE than you. I want it MORE than you. For you this is just another match, another chance to show that you’re a future headliner. But for me, I don’t care about headlines, except for the papers show your face on it with the surprised and dejected look after you have lost to me!â€Polly is breathing quite hard and it’s easy to hear. She takes a few moments before she dives back into her thoughts. Her normal passion is there, her normal desire to want to destroy her next opponent is there, but something… Something just seems off.Polly: “You won’t ever recover from that. You will feel exactly the same way I feel RIGHT NOW! I feel like… I feel like I’m on the brink of losing it! Against you Cadence, that’s not good for you. Look at you. Heck, look at the BOTH of us. We’re both 21. We both have our full lives ahead of us. Yet here you are, standing in front of me, ready to die.â€
“I’m not going to show any mercy. I have learned that you can’t even show a single ounce of that, because if you do, you are just destined to fall. You WILL do the one thing that I don’t like doing… and that’s losing. My opponents are the ones that deserve to lose, yet lately they have been worming their way out of what they deserve. Each and every single one of them will pay for their sins eventually, but that’s not what matters right now. I am desperate to get back on the right path. I am desperate to keep my contractual rematch for the SCW World Bombshell Championship. I have earned the right to have that rematch as I did defeat Melody Grace to win the championship in the first place! If Mark and Christian take it away from me, they have NO IDEA what is coming their way. It won’t just affect them either. It will affect ALL of Sin City Wrestling! It will affect you too Cadence. So one-time warning only… DON’T cheat. DON’T try to keep me out of the ring for the count of ten. And most importantly DON’T try to be something you clearly can’t be… a hero.â€
“Because if they take from me what I’ve rightfully and fairly earned, NO ONE will get what they want!â€Another brief pause follows…Polly: “So either way Cadence. Next Climax Control for you is a lose-lose situation. If you take the CORRECT way out of the situation though, at least the loss will only be personal. You’ll have other chances to headline in the future.â€
“But right now, this is MY turn to headline, and YOUR turn to not even make the papers, because well, this Sunday, I will be looking right back down at your downed frail body on the mat and yell right down to you, YOU LOST! Mark and Christian’s doubts will no longer linger, and I will get what I am due. Even though I haven’t been at my top form lately, I will go to Violent Conduct, I will turn things around, and I will get BACK the SCW World Bombshell Championship!â€Polly suddenly turns off the flashlight, leaving the whole area in total darkness…
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« on: August 04, 2017, 11:33:40 PM »
~When I said I would never stop, I was not lying. I would have won this past Sunday if Song didn’t choose to take the easy way out. She knew all well and good that I was going to finish her off if I had made it back into the ring. She was scared, and trust me everybody, she was shaking for the entire match. And many say I have issues? Clearly she has more, as she did not even want to properly finish the match against me where it counts… in the ring!~
~I’ll come back to her soon enough though, as I’m sure her tag team partner might be interested in what I have to say. However for now, something else is of the utmost importance. As this weekend comes to a close, I take on the bombshell that holds the last bombshell singles title that I have not clutched yet.~
~Heh, I bet everyone thinks I am WAAAAAY over my head here on this one, being it is to be contested in Roulette Division Rules, meaning whatever type of match pops up, thanks to the spin of the wheel. I’ve been here before though. I’ve had an encounter with these rules before, and honestly, that encounter was a farce and a means to try to anger me and get me to leave Sin City Wrestling. Well, to my good ole friend Amy, I’M STILL HERE!!!~
~This time around under those rules though, I get to take on the Bombshell Roulette Champion, Samantha Marlowe, one on one. I may be considered the underdog by you all, but in actuality I am the favorite. I have competed in two Hell In A Cell matches in under one year’s time and I haven’t missed a beat. Sam’s in for a long night, as I don’t care what stipulation the wheel stops on. I’m ALWAYS ready for a game. I’m ALWAYS ready to play.~
~The question is Sam, are you? …~Friday, August 4, 2017
Stateline, Nevada
Lake Tahoe…As the sun sets Polly walks by the shoreline, with her iPhone in hand, looking down at the screen. She looks up after a few seconds and just has a rather pissed off look on her face.Polly: “Grrrr! I HATE this! Little to NO cell service out here. I can’t even call him!â€These days the “him†she is referring to could either be her father or Paul from Prescott Valley, but from her tone, it’s more likely to believe she is referring to her dad. She gives up trying and frustratingly puts her cell phone into her purse and just keeps walking along the infamous lake, until she comes upon a couple of fishermen. It’s here that she stops and observes them as they both are able to catch some rainbow trout.Polly: “Hmm, if only they knew not all things are easy to accomplish. It’s not all rainbows.â€Polly slowly saunters up to them. One happens to look and see her coming. Upon seeing his glance, Polly slows her pace down even more, pretty much teasing him and making him watch and stare, as she oh so slowly gets closer and closer, but not too close. Finally she is as close as she wants to get.Polly: “Hey, catching anything good?â€Taller Fisherman: “Yes. Rainbow trout are delicious. Have you tried any before?â€Polly thinks a moment before replying.Polly: “Mmmm, yeah. My dad’s taken me fishing plenty of times, never here though. It looks like you guys have a decent pile.â€He looks now down at their catch.Taller Fisherman: “I guess we do. You should probably get going though Miss, it’s starting to get dark. We’re heading out in a few minutes. You don’t want to get caught out here after dark.â€Polly: “Oh I’ll be fine.â€Taller Fisherman: “Are you here with anyone?â€Polly: “No. But I’m a tough gal. The way I’m feeling right now, a big ole grizzly bear would lose to me.â€He looks her up and down, as does his partner now too.Taller Fisherman: “I highly doubt that. Look, my friend and I can escort you to where your car is.â€Polly puts her left right hand up in a stop position.Polly: “No. I walked here, and I’ll walk back. I’m not staying all that far anyways.â€Taller Fisherman: “Well okay then. Just don’t get eaten alive. That would be a shame.â€Polly: “Oh?â€Taller Fisherman: “You’re a pretty young lady. If something bad happened to you, I’d feel bad, even though I don’t know you.â€Polly: “Eh heh.â€Polly makes that nervous sound and slowly backs away from the two fishermen, just as they are about to pack up. She then picks up her pace into a run until she’s back at her starting point on the other side of the lake. She stops for a moment or two to breathe before she picks it back up and heads back to the lodge she is staying in. Once there she sits in the small lobby lodge. The female clerk at the desk takes notice of her, and being she isn’t busy, she calls out to Polly.Clerk: “Hey, are you okay?â€Polly doesn’t even look at her. She breathes a few times before at least offering up a verbal response.Polly: “Yeah, I’m fine. I can handle myself. I don’t need anybody else except for those that matter to me, and I sure as heck don’t need to take shortcuts to solve a problem! Okay?!â€Clerk: “Whoa. Okay. I’ll get back to work. I’m sorry I intervened. Enjoy your stay as much as possible.â€Those remarks Polly doesn’t respond to, though she does speak as she gets up off the couch and stomps off to her assigned room.Polly: “Geez! Why can’t a girl just be ALONE!!!â€The clerk’s eyes go wide, but she then shakes her head and gets back to being bored at the check-in desk. She does jump a little as Polly’s room door slams shut. Now that she’s alone though, Polly stomps right over to the desk to see that for once the internet connection is actually working. Quickly she hops right to work and gets out her recording equipment in order to vlog away, while she can…Polly: “Well, well, well! I bet my last opponent is probably a happy little Songbird being she had to take the coward’s way out in the end and not fight me to the conclusion she knew was coming anyways! I know a few people that were having an absolute field day with the result too, but they shall go unnamed. They know who they are, and believe you me, their times to fail and lose their championships will come soon enough… when they least suspect it!â€
“Look at my opponent for this Climax Control, Samantha Marlowe. She was the one that ended the unmentionable one’s extremely long and clearly basically lazy nine month title reign at the top of the bombshell mountain. So am I going to take Sam seriously? Absolutely I am! I’m not going to be like Mikah, because I don’t want to be a THING like her! The only thing that’s important that she has is the Bombshell Internet Championship. It’s the only thing that keeps her relevant. The moment she loses it, she’ll melt away.â€
“But you and I Sam, neither of us have melted away. We have both kept fighting and fighting hard, while she goes ahead and takes vacations and takes on non-title matches like crazy. The two of us both push ourselves, but me more than you. That is the reason for why I wanted to take these five matches on before I go back for the Bombshell World Championship! I enjoy pushing myself, I enjoy new challenges, and I enjoy playing games and messing with everyone in sight!â€Polly pauses and takes a huge breath, which even pushes a few down-hanging strands of her blonde hair upwards. After they fall back down she brushes them aside and continues, sighing.Polly: “Lately though, a certain few haven’t been playing by the rules in my Playpen. I’ll say this Sam, champ, I hope you play by the rules. Our match may be Roulette Rules, but I sure as hell hope you don’t try any of the antics that Mikah or Song have, because seriously if you do, it might not be long before I take the Bombshell Roulette Championship for you, thus completing my singles titles collection. Luckily for you right now, that championship is not my aspiration. I’m heading back up for the top, and I chose you to be a step on that road for a VERY good reason. It’s because you do provide a challenge. We’re both of championship material Sam, and honestly, if you try questionable tactics or any shady antics, you will bring the merit of not just your championship reign, but the merit of yourself too!â€
“Personally I don’t think you would do such a thing, but I’m not naïve. I’m expecting anything and everything when it comes to anybody. I won’t allow my eyes to be blind. Yet it seems like so many are blind to what I want, and what I’m trying to accomplish. That is why they all end up humiliated and embarrassed, and feel the lowest they’ve ever felt, after they’ve lost to me.â€
“And they should because it’s EXACTLY what they all deserve! As for what I deserve, I deserve to be treated with some respect. I know I’ve only been here for a bit over a year now, but I am a legit, fearsome, very able competitor. If you don’t give me every little thing that I deserve Sam, trust me, I WILL lose it, and this Sunday if you try anything stupid, I will NOT be held back from going after you with everything I’ve got!â€
“That said, either way, you will be hearing YOU LOST when you last hear my voice out here in Lake Tahoe. No, you won’t walk out title-less, but you won’t be walking out with handing me another… blemish. As a parting gift, you won’t be able to take solace in the fact that this is Christian trying to screw you either. If he REALLY wanted you to lose your championship Sam, this would be a title match. But it’s not, so you can’t complain. Instead, perhaps you should, you know, just come on out to the ring and… gasp… wrestle like you mean it! Because in my eyes, you defeating Jessie Salco doesn’t mean much. I’ve been there and done that, as have most of the rest of the Bombshells here. You shouldn’t hang your hat on that. You SHOULD be focusing on what’s right in front of you. This is an opportunity for you too, to prove yourself against someone such as myself, that WILL be the World Bombshell Champion once again, and once again soon!â€Polly’s angry expression has not gone away, and from the looks of things, she will probably carry it with her to both supper and then probably to bed too. She grunts not once, but twice, before putting out the remains of what’s on her troubled but beautiful mind.Polly: “After I’m done with you Sam, there is only one more Bombshell on my list. I’ve already been roadblocked by two, and I will NOT allow myself to face any more stumbling blocks on my way back to my contractual rematch for the World Bombshell Championship that I lost to Crystal. I’m going to finish earning my way back to that point the hard way though, as the easy way is just definitely no fun. No fun at all! This Sunday at Climax Control, as long as you keep to your part of the bargain and stay true to yourself, it will be fun fighting you, fun dismantling you piece by piece, fun getting you down on your knees, and flat out the best fun ever as I humiliate you right before I defeat you. You won’t forget me, though then again… no one ever does!â€With no wasted movement Polly blows an angry kiss towards the web camera she has plugged into her laptop. She then ends the feed and slams the lid of her laptop down. After Polly paces around the room some, she chooses to re-exit back out into the hallway and head for supper in the lodge’s dining room.
Maybe it will cool her down some, but likely not. If it doesn’t, the fans of Samantha Marlowe should feel bad for Samantha. Because it is VERY clear that Polly will not be allowing anyone to outplay her anymore.
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« on: July 28, 2017, 10:51:16 PM »
~I will never stop. She already knows that. For now though I will leave her be. There is not even a reason to bring up her name, as it is clear that she will never change. She will never evolve. And worst of all, when she finally does fall, she will never be able to get back up again. Curling up into a ball of a kitten is what will happen to her, until funnily enough the next undeserved opportunity rears its head. I for one will never entertain the thought. She will never get to face me ever again.~
~So moving on, at least the Cruise was nice. I was the prettiest girl on that boat, and trust me, I got so many stares, and quite a few date offers, but I declined them all, because all I could think about besides tormenting fellow passengers was poor Paul who is working away at his hardest back down in Arizona. That’s where I’m heading now. And a few weeks from now down the line I get to move on with my wrestling career. I’m not going to mind working from the ground up. Evie Baang better watch her back, because I’m coming. It might be slowly yet surely, but I’m coming…~Friday, July 21, 2017
Prescott Valley, Arizona
The Motel Just Inside Prescott Valley…He didn’t see it coming. He was surprised when she walked in the door and strolled right up to the desk. She was as solid as a rock as she didn’t waste any time with her opening line.Polly: “Hey. I’ve missed you. I know you don’t get off work now until tomorrow morning, but I wanted to let you know that I’ll be here. I know you’ll want to sleep too after work, but let me come with you. After you sleep, the rest of the day’s on me, okay?â€Paul: “Look, Polly-â€Polly holds her right hand up, signaling for him to stop. She verbally does it too.Polly: “Stop Paul. Please don’t deny me. Just please, spend some REAL time with me and get to know me. I’m not asking for the world here or anything.â€He looks like he wants to battle back by the look on his face, but opts to not do so.Paul: “Fine.â€Polly: “JUST fine?â€Paul: “Don’t expect the world from me. I’m just a motel clerk. Will you be staying here again? The same room you have last time is open again.â€She looks right into his eyes and her tongue wags a little bit out of her mouth. She then replies.Polly: “Yes, I will be tonight. At least you know where to find me, and seriously, you SHOULD come find me.â€Paul: “I am NOT losing my job over you.â€Polly: “If your supervisor saw me, he’d understand. But either way, when I set my eyes on something I want, I never stop until I get it. NEVER. And well, I want you, and I want to find more success, away from the one person that will eventually lose everything.â€Paul looks into Polly’s eyes now and in that moment, he seems to understand her. He gives in and replies to her.Paul: “Fine. I believe we have a date tomorrow.â€Polly smiles now and talks two simple words before completing this most current motel transaction with him.Polly: “Thank you.â€She signs her life away and then pulls her bags to her room. Once there, she closes the door.Polly: “Tomorrow and the future? Yeah, please come faster. I want to play some NEW games and get it all started out right!â€Polly unpacks a few sets of clothing and just leaves them on the armoire by the television. Quickly she pulls her laptop out and connects it up to the motel’s internet connection, which isn’t a great one, but is satisfactory. It’s not long before she is clearly set up to vlog out her thoughts, and from what she speaks about, Summer XXXtreme to her is waaaaay in the rear view mirror.Polly: “There’s no use getting stuck in the past. Nothing good ever comes of it. I’m ready for my next battle, my next fight, on the road back towards the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship. Everyone has to start back at square one at some point. Everyone has to begin once again. I’m young and I understand that, and I’m sure the next opponent in line for me understands it too.â€
“So, Song, I’m sure you will have quite a bit to say about me and what has passed us by. It’s all just going to fall on deaf ears. Your tag team partner Alana Allure has already fallen to me despite at least attempting to be game against me. She didn’t have anywhere close enough to actually win though. Being you have more singles match experience than her, I expect more out of you. That said, don’t worry about me. Losing to one certain other athlete doesn’t mean that I’m done for. It doesn’t mean that I won’t ever be successful ever again. I wanted that door closed and a new one open, and yeah Song, like I’ve said time and time again, I get what I want. And right now, I’m all about righting the ship, getting back on track, and yes, actually EARNING my way to cashing in on my contractual rematch for the SCW World Bombshell Championship. I won’t hide, not in any form of the word.â€
“Though I don’t expect you or anyone else to believe me. After all, as much as someone won’t admit it, I AM quite the little evilette. Win, lose or draw doesn’t change that. Not at all.â€Polly pauses and seems to be perusing the internet now. After doing some research, she continues speaking right into the microphone that’s hooked up.Polly: “What’s best is that I don’t need a tag team partner to carry out anything that I choose to do. I’ve worked well enough on my own, thank you very much. I mean heck, if I would tag with anyone in this company, it would be Crystal Millar, for the reason of that I see some of her in myself.â€
“But this next Climax Control isn’t about her, it’s not about Alana, it’s not about a tag team match. This Sunday Song, it’s about you and me. And much like what happened to your partner at the start of my challenge series, the REAL challenge series here, from what I’ve seen out of you, you can’t handle me either when all the cards are face up on the table. Maybe, perhaps maybe, if this was a tag team match, you’d stand a chance. But you and I are going it alone, and let’s just say that I’m no longer in a giving mood. From here on out, I will be taking it ALL! It starts with you in Reno. It’s there that I’m going to step up to the plate, swing for the fences, and hit the ball out of the park! As I motor around the bases after taking you down Song, I will then look ahead once again to one of my next two chosen opponents, that being Cadence Carter or Samantha Marlowe. After you have gone down swinging against a Playtime you obviously don’t want to be a part of, I’ll be one step closer to the SCW World Bombshell Championship. I will become THE Bombshell that everyone is ranting and raving about once again. It won’t be Evie, it won’t be, dare I say her name, Mikah, and it most certainly won’t be you.â€
“That said, let Playtime begin once again. I’m okay with new beginnings, as quite honestly, it’s far more fun this way. It’s far more fun in knowing that I’m the only to blame for why you’ll end up humiliated, destroyed and defeated, knowing that much like your partner, you will have failed this city.â€
“But hey Song, it’s okay. You have a partner to go back to. As for me, I’ll be happy, as I should be. I’ll be happy that I once again get to Play inside that ring, toy with you, and then break you in every way I know how! Then when I’m done… POLLY POP! 1… 2… 3! You lost.â€Polly tilts her head to the left and smiles before first blowing a teasing kiss and second nodding towards her laptop screen. She then reaches out to hit the stop button on her web camera, which has been recording her this entire time.
One thing is for certain. Polly isn’t finished despite what happened aboard the Royal Princess Cruise. She has made it abundantly clear that she will be sailing onward and upward, facing new challenges along the way to making it to the top of the mountain once again. In Reno, it’s Song’s turn to enter the Playpen and ultimately lose to SCW’s resident Playtime Girl, that has stated she will never ever stop on anyone else’s behalf.Saturday, July 22, 2017
Prescott Valley, Arizona
Paul’s Place~He looks good just peacefully sleeping there, but I really do want to wake him. He promised he’d go out with me today and even more importantly get to know me better, just like I’d like to get to know him too. And so it must be done…~Polly approaches the couch where he sleeps and then just starts gently lowering her left hand down his right arm, doing it in just the right way that wakes him up, startling him. He grunts a little when he sees that it’s her.Polly: “Hey, I’m sorry, but you can sleep later Paul. You promised me.â€He is somewhat groggy and also cranky, but he responds by getting up off the couch. He heads right to the small bathroom that he has. It’s not all that long before he re-emerges and takes a seat back on the couch. He pats it once for Polly and she sees that as an invitation to join him, and also talk to him.Polly: “Thank you. I know you’re not one for messing around, so I’ll get right to it. I’m not JUST a wrestler. I’m also formerly a game show model, and I’ll be really honest about this, I wouldn’t be where I am today without my dad. He’s taught me everything I know, and I’m not afraid to say it. He deserves ALL the credit.â€Paul: “At least you’re really close with your dad. My father seems to not want anything to do with me.â€Polly: “Oh?â€This gets Polly to do a double-take and stare right at him. She runs the fingers of her left hand down his right arm again, but Paul yanks his arm away from her this time, being definitely enough awake this go-around.Polly: “Why’s that?â€Paul: “That’s none of your business. Fuck this. I’m not a talker Polly. Here, I’ll take you out to eat and we’ll have our date that you desperately want. Okay?â€Polly can clearly see the topic bothers him, so she instead goes along with his request, to keep the day moving, and not look back into what’s already passed her by. That is definitely a motto she chooses to live by, never ever stopping.
As Paul opens the door for her, Polly steps through it, heading back outside. From here, Polly’s first ever official date begins, and next weekend, her road back to the top does the same.
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« on: July 07, 2017, 11:55:19 PM »
~I love to play… and live life to its fullest.~
~You all should know this by now, as long as you have not been living under a rock. My first official day in Sin City Wrestling was when I boarded the cruise ship last year for last year’s Summer XXXtreme. It was on the night when everyone else was competing that I made a big splash, literally. One cameraman ended up all wet, and it was that moment that started it all, at least in front of all of you. Since then, I have made my official in-ring debut, you all got to see me enter and wrestle in a cage for the first time, you got to see me completely demolish my first rival Amy Marshall after she tried to end my career while it was just beginning, you then got to see me rise all the way quickly to the top of the bombshell mountain. Honestly, I have done it all, and no one will ever be able to take that away from me, as much as they want to.~
~But for me, it’s not enough. I am only just beginning and I will tell you all this. Mikah is not going to bury me, as much as she thinks she’s going to do so. The only thing she can bury me in is the amount of blah blah blah that comes out of her mouth. Me? That’s just not my style. I have always just put myself out there, and I get right in your face! I will never be like Mikah, nor do I ever want to be! I don’t want to be locked in a bedroom with a man. I don’t want to feel forced to appear on national television. And above all else, I don’t want to be a complainer and a hider. All of that has Mikah written all over it.~
~Nope, none of that is for me. This Princess Cruise is going to show that beyond a shadow of a doubt, especially to Mikah, that I am my own young woman. I’m not copying her at all. But hey, I guess she will say anything to tip the scales in her favor. I’m not stupid. She’s going the psychological route against me, but it hasn’t worked yet. Sure she has the barely-there victories, but she already knows that I’m not going anywhere, and that she’s not going to end me. That’s what she wants. She wants all threats gone. She doesn’t want what happened to her Bombshell World Championship run to happen to her current Bombshell Internet Championship run. She doesn’t want it to end.~
~Oh, but it will. Eventually all things come to an end, and it almost time. Unlike Mikah, who probably isn’t excited at all, I am VERY excited! Heck, I haven’t been able to find her on this boat all week, but Sunday night she has no choice but to appear before me and everyone else. Since she didn’t come out and play all week though, I chose to go in search of a different brand of fun. And well, I have had so much fun!!! Even though my Arizona motel friend couldn’t come along…~Monday, July 3, 2017
Princess Cruise
Polly’s Quarters & Near The Boat’s Casino RoomThe sun just came up a short time ago, yet already Polly is already in an outfit that she has picked out for the day, a pair of pink booty shorts and a pink bra-like top, along with a pair of open-toed sandals. Right now at this very moment she is looking at her iPhone, which she is on Skype, being the cruise ship is close enough to the shore to get a good enough signal. It doesn’t take a Harvard scholar to realize who she is chatting with.Polly says:
Hey Paul. Good morning. I kinda wish you were here.Paul says:
I can’t chat long. I’m tired after my night shift.Despite Paul’s coldness, which seems to be a trait of his, Polly replies to him with her fingers.Polly says:
Fair enough. I can’t stop thinking about you though.There is quite the long delay before she gets a response back from him.Paul says:
Sorry, was heading to my car. I’m really not all that.Polly says:
Yes you are. When I first looked at you, I have never felt like that before. I could see it in your eyes when you first looked at me too.The pause is a lot shorter this time.Paul says:
You were naked. Of course I’m going to stare.Polly says:
Yeah, but no. It was more than that.Paul says:
Eh.Polly says:
Mmhmm. You’re not fooling me Paul. You were gazing into my eyes too. I saw them sparkle. You feel the same way I do.Another pause follows before Polly sees words from him in front of her on the screen once again. They are words that skirt the issue.Paul says:
I’ll be driving now and won’t reply. I really need sleep too. Enjoy yourself on that cruise, and wrestle good.Polly says:
Fine. You’ll admit it to me someday. Once I’m back off the boat, I’m coming back down there to Arizona to spend more time with you. I can’t help it.Polly stares and stares at her iPhone screen for quite some time. She even stands up and paces around her quarters some, but it remains blank, eventually showing Paul as offline. Polly drops offline from Skype as well and sighs before slipping her phone into the left pocket of her short shorts. She paces some more before a light bulb seems to go off. Quickly she looks around the area she is in and assembles a bunch of small things before placing them into a sack that she has within her luggage.Polly: “Oh well. It’s time to have some fun. Time to find some um… victims…â€She walks to the door of the quarters now and taps the fingers of both of her hands against it, lowering her tongue out of the left corner of her mouth and putting on a darn good seductive look, meaning she only has trouble on her mind.
Looking now calm and confident, yet also hot considering everyone can view most of her body, the blonde exits her room and moves about the boat until she comes upon a map of where certain activities are being held. She holds out her right pointer finger when she finds the casino area of the boat.Polly: “Ah ha! Perfect.â€Polly puts on her somewhat crinkled cute look as she heads in the casino’s direction. Once she is just at the entrance she sets up shop and immediately waits for people to enter. It doesn’t take long at all before Polly stops a guy that looks to be in his late teens. The guy, who is a decent number of inches taller than her looks down at her and definitely seems to like what he sees.Teen Guy: “Oh. Hey. What are you doing here all alone?â€She quickly pieces her thoughts together and tells it to him like it is.Polly: “I wrestle here on the boat in six nights. I’m with Sin City Wrestling. But um, say, want to try your hand at wrestling me? I know you’re taller and bigger than I am, but trust me, I can do more than just handle it. I’ll win.â€Teen Guy: “Hmm, no. Honestly I’d rather just look at you and tell you that you’re hot. If you agreed to it, I would totally hook up with you.â€Polly: “Oh really? How old are you?â€Teen Guy: “18. Just graduated from high school last month.â€The poor guy really has no clue, but Polly is about to give him one from the looks of things.Polly: “Well then, I’m a cougar to you boy. 21, and unfortunately I’m not looking for a hook up. I just want some fun, that’s all.â€Teen Guy: “Well, I’m down for that. What do you have in mind?â€Polly: “Mmm, a game. As you can see I have a sack right here. If you can guess one thing that I have in the sack, I’ll um… give you something you’re probably thinking about right now as you look at me.â€Teen Guy: “Okay. I’ll agree to that… Your name?â€Polly: “Does it matter what my name is?â€Teen Guy: “Hm. You do have a good point. Okay, I will guess that you have a key to your room quarters in there?â€Polly’s evil grin comes to her face as she shakes her head no.Polly: “No, sorry. I have that here in my purse, but you’re not getting it. And even more sadly for you, I was going to give you a kiss, but that’s out the window. Your parting gift is this…â€With her free hand Polly reaches around and smacks the guy HARD against his shorts, right on the right ass cheek.Teen Guy: “OW! FUCK!â€Polly: “Sorry boy. You lost. Now go away. I don’t associate with losers.â€He does listen to her demand and goes his separate way, but not without looking back at her several times. Polly chuckles her schoolgirl chuckle before she slaps her left knee gently.Polly: “Good start, and there’s plenty more where that came from!â€Polly waits right at the entrance and fixes her hair. Almost everybody that passes by her is looking in her direction, and Polly hasn’t even had to say a single word to any of them. Not much time passes before she pulls aside a young couple that agrees to play a game of hers. As she looks them both up and down, she clearly thinks she has hit the jackpot, without even having to go inside the casino herself.Polly: “Hmmm, I’ve got a great idea for our game, but let’s not do it here. I want to record this one with my phone, so um, want to go somewhere more private?â€The guy and the girl both look at one another and talk it over before they give the awaiting Polly their answer, which is a yes.Polly: “Now we’re talking! Follow me.â€Polly leads them to a more secluded part of the boat. There are a few others milling about here, enjoying that the sun is out.Polly: “I’ll make sure the world sees this though, whether you both win or lose. You are so going to lose though. Here’s how it will work. It’s really very simple. In my sack here I will dig out my deck of playing cards. I will even let your girlfriend shuffle the cards. Each of us then gets two cards. For each hand, you can either hit or stay. You are allowed to end up with a total of 5 cards at the most. Object of the game is to get as close to 21 as possible, or even better hit exactly 21, without going over. The winner will be whoever wins 5 rounds before the other 2. Whoever finishes as the winner will… get to sit firmly down on the face of the third place loser, with their naked butt! Meaning the third place loser will have to lay down right on the ground and take it like a man or woman! The one finishing in second place won’t face the winner’s butt, but will have to do as the winner says. Just to sweeten the pot, if either of the two of you win, I will give you $1,000 of my own money. Cross my heart, and hope to die. So um, are you both in or out?â€The two of them again talk it over, even arguing with one another some. Polly moans softly as she likes this, seeing the two of them bicker. When they next look at her, they both look nervous, but they both say that they could use the money, being they are a young couple, so they agree to play.Polly: “Excellent. Your names for the camera please?â€They give in to this request and say Sam and Jessica. Polly immediately digs into her sack and finds the deck of cards. She looks around and spots a small round table on the deck where they can play. She hands the deck to Jessica to deal the cards, which begins their route to their doom. In the game Polly makes pretty much all the right plays and gets to 5 wins before either half of the couple can. Jessica has won 2 times, and poor Sam has only won 1. Both members of the couple look nervous now as Polly again digs deep into her sack. She licks her chops and moans as she pulls out what she’s obviously looking for, a dog collar.Polly: “Well you two, you lost. Sam, lay down on the deck please. Jessica, come here.â€Polly carefully places her phone in the best recording position she can and hits record. Sam procrastinates but does lay down on the deck close by. Jessica stands alongside Polly and immediately asks her something.Jessica: “What’s going to happen now Polly? Please don’t hurt him. I love him.â€Polly: “Awww, that’s sweet. Don’t worry, WE are just going to have some fun with him. However you lost too, so I have to put this on you.â€Jessica: “Wait, what?â€Polly: “Hold still.â€Jessica looks bewildered as Polly quickly snaps the dog collar around Jessica’s neck. Polly admires her and then without warning uses her hands to lower Jessica’s white tank top down, yanking it down so her boobs are out in the open. Polly leaves the top as is, being it’s holding the second place loser’s boobs in place.Jessica: “Why did you just do this? What is the meaning of this? You didn’t say-â€Polly: “Uh, you lost too, remember? So you need to pay the price too, with at least SOME form of humiliation. Now come with me. Your boyfriend is about to get his!â€Jessica looks like she is about to cry as she sees where Polly’s phone is already filming and that it is getting her and her exposed boobs, which are actually quite big. Polly wastes no time in dropping both her booty shorts and her panties down to the ground. She then drops right down on Sam’s face, which leads to Sam grunting. Jessica now does begin to cry some really big tears as Polly grinds herself in good on Jessica’s loser boyfriend. Sam is already tapping out on the deck with his left hand, but to Polly, it’s nowhere near good enough. She gestures for Jessica to join her.Polly: “Okay, ohhhh, kneel before me. Good.â€As Jessica slowly kneels, Polly comes down from his face some, mostly so her lower pair of lips are on his mouth and not her whole lower area, to let Sam breathe some and so he can look upward with his eyes. When Polly sees him looking up, Polly leans forward a little bit and takes Jessica by surprise with a sloppy French kiss on the lips. Jessica fights to get out of the kiss, put Polly has a strong grip on her. Jessica taps out too as Polly moves her hands to the exposed boobs and squeezes them… HARD!!!Polly: “God I’ve missed stuff like this!!! OHHHH! MMMM, you two are PERRRRRFECT!!!â€As Polly squeezes the girl half of the couple, she picks up the pace once again with her butt on the boyfriend’s face. Soon all of them are tapping out, even Polly, which is something she just doesn’t do. But for her, she is doing it in pleasure obviously, not pain. She finally gets up and gets her panties and booty shorts back on. Jessica moves her own top back up to where it should be and then checks on her boyfriend Sam, who looks very prone and weak down on the deck.Jessica: “Sam baby, please, speak to me! Are you okay? I’m so sorry that she wouldn’t let me stop her!â€Polly looks at both of them, quite satisfied with what she’s done. She gathers up her things and walks away from the two of them, repeatedly telling them the two words she has become the most famous for…Polly: “You lost… You lost… You lost…â€The girlfriend is able to revive her boyfriend and she softly kisses him and repeatedly tells him that she’s sorry. Polly listens to it all from around the corner, grinning devilishly from ear to ear. Once she no longer hears Jessica, Polly goes on her merry way, undoubtedly looking to cause even more mischief and grief for other passengers that have joined her on this Princess Cruise.Friday, July 7, 2017
Princess Cruise
By Herself In A Secluded Portion of the Royal Princess Cruise BoatAfter a full week of having fun on the Cruise, Polly’s serious side is definitely coming out, as she has gone off all by her lonesome, in a far corner of the boat, in the most upper of decks too. She has not seen one other passenger or crew member up here, so she knows she is and will be all alone. With that said she is wearing a pair of sunglasses in order to keep out the sun’s rays… but ONLY the sunglasses. Otherwise she is sprawled out on a pink beach towel, totally naked, and not afraid to show off everything she has, even though she was reserved about it back on New Year’s Eve.
Though this time she does not have her iPhone in her hand. She instead has a tape recorder at her side and after being on her stomach some, she rolls over onto her left side and hits play, staying now as she is, actually feeling quite comfortable. Yet her words, they aren’t comfortable at all towards the current SCW Bombshell Internet Champion. However they are words that definitely need to get to her, words that ring true and cut deep.Polly: “Mikah, for your sake, I hope you get to hear these words. I really don’t care if you think I am being nasty when I see them, because you sincerely need to hear every single last one.â€Polly pauses and takes one single deep breath before going forward.Polly: “You have said a lot of words towards me, and a lot of things that you thought were hurtful and would throw me off my game. If you have not noticed, I am still here and I am still ready to not just fight you. I am ready to destroy and humiliate you, in every way possible. If you think I’m kidding, just wait and see. I’m not some little girl that you can talk down to from above. I am a young woman that just doesn’t care what you have to say, being you say so much meaningless stuff repetitively anyways. I’m sure you will probably end up getting some other talk show host to probably get a broadcast linked here onto the Cruise to record you saying what you feel needs to be said, and have that said talk show host just agree with you at every turn. That said, with your appearance on Jimmy Fallon? That was just pathetic. Someone famous like Mr. Fallon would not spend time on someone like you, unless if he was forced to do so. You just aren’t fun enough, or even remotely funny. Mr. Fallon is a comedian, which is something you will never be. Heck Mikah, the only thing funny about you is your desperation to just build yourself up while you kick everybody else down. I’m not going to bother rehashing all of the stuff that you have done in the past either, as you will just do that yourself, and take half an hour completing the feat, just because you want the world to see you as big and bad. Two things that you just simply are not.â€
“You are small Mikah, and even though you don’t want to admit it, you are scared. From what you have said, you have been inside cages before, but definitely not nearly as many as I have in my lifetime. I excel inside those as ALL of me comes out when I am in them. I know that it is my best chance to completely annihilate whoever is put in front of me inside of them, and now that I have you in my sights Mikah, I am NOT letting go! Even after this Sunday night here on the Royal Princess Cruise, I will ALWAYS nip away at your heels and bite away at your leg! Make no mistake about it, but you should know by now, I am not doing it to be like you. I am coming after you to END YOU and everything you have built yourself up to be. I will never be Mikah version two, and I am COMPLETELY fine with that! I can’t think of another soul on this planet, in this universe actually, that would want to be you.â€She takes a breath and looks down at herself. Softly she sighs, then continues on, having gotten rid of the old breath and taken in a fresh one.Polly: “Now with that out of the way, I am sure there will be a long-winded retort, but go ahead, retort away. It will mean nothing. Moving on, the last time I got to look in your eyes, it was priceless Mikah. Really. It was because you know that I have arrived, even though I have taken a couple of cheap losses against you. You know that one day you are going to be bested by me, Polly Playtime. You know that that one day is going to be right here on the Princess Cruise. You know that your mostly lame-duck SCW Bombshell Internet Championship reign will come to an end. It will be Sam Marlowe’d, by yours truly!â€
“It is so going to suck for you when “Pettyâ€, as you call me, takes that championship from you. But hey, you won’t have to complain to Jimmy Fallon about having to tote around the extra weight. It’s just sad that you see it as a hassle to carry around. I was PROUD to carry it around and I WILL be proud to once again do so. Furthermore, if it is such a hassle, you are basically saying Sin City Wrestling is such a hassle to you. That IS what you are saying! That championship represents our company Mikah. If it’s such a bear to you, I have an idea for you. LEAVE! The company should not have to carry the championship belt around for its champion. When you have one you should be showing it off to the world, showing that for at least amount of time, you are the best of a division, that you are on top! I thought you loved being on top, but guess I’m wrong in that regard.â€Polly sighs and shakes her head. She takes a few moments of a break before diving back in.Polly: “It’s true. You just love to laugh at others. Newsflash for YOU Mikah. Nobody is laughing at me because I didn’t hold the SCW Bombshell World Championship for nine months. Everyone can see that I am STILL a very young, fresh face here in Sin City Wrestling. The sun is only rising on my time here, while it’s beginning to set on yours. I will be at the top again and that is yet again another thing that scares you. You know that one day and one day soon, you will be forced to eat every single last word that you’ve spat out at me for the past several months. Those words won’t taste good either, as they will leave a very sour, very bitter taste in that fat mouth of yours!â€
“You see Mikah, there is a very good reason for why I don’t rant, rant, and rant some more like you do. I’m smart with what I say, and yes I have done my research. Clearly you haven’t, and that’s okay. Opening your trap is your style. Sam Marlowe made you live to regret that once, and soon, oh so very soon, I will make you do the exact same thing! This Sunday night, two nights from now Mikah, it’s all over for you. At Summer XXXtreme, this little devil is ready to come out there, ready to get in the Hell In A Cell, ready to play, and ready to damage you piece by gosh darn piece. There will be not a morsel left of you that won’t be destroyed and humiliated, and each bite will taste SOOOOO delicious! I especially want to taste those oh so yummy tears Mikah! I want every single last one! I doubt they won’t ever stop because when you hear me yell down YOU LOST to you, more will come. And I will get down on a knee and lap them right off of your face as I walk out of the Hell In A Cell cage with not just the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship, but your soul as well! If you think I’m playing, if you think I’m fibbing, TRY ME! Because this Sunday is the ONE night where while I do get to play in that Cell against you, I won’t be messing around. I am coming to change your world, for good. This Sunday right here on the boat, Playtime will be taken to a whole new level, one that you just aren’t capable of rising to.â€
“With this all out there for you to digest Mikah, I will leave you to enjoy this weekend, as you will probably be drunk out of your butt and staggering around as you enter the Hell In A Cell cage against me Sunday night. Just enjoy every single last drop, because at Summer XXXtreme, the bottle will end up empty for you, and YOUR new SCW Bombshell Internet Champion will be Polly Playtime. Playtime now. Playtime to the future. Playtime ALWAYS, until I choose for it all to come to an end...â€Polly moans, closes her eyes, and then rolls over completely onto her back now. She moves her shoulders up some so they glisten in the sun. She reaches out to her left and shuts off the tape recorder, now just clearly wanting to enjoy some time to herself, before she gets to ultimately enjoy herself inside Hell In A Cell, and enjoy herself in taking Mikah down the exact way she wants to… until she chooses to stop.
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« on: July 01, 2017, 11:58:29 PM »
~Only one night matters now. Forget about everything that has happened up until this point. Forget even about the week that we are all about to spend on board the Princess Cruise. When the ninth night of July comes, it will be a night of change. Some hope that will not come to be, as they want things to stay exactly as they are. They want things to be a vicious cycle that only favors them. I will not allow it to occur, and the world should thank me for it. Soon you will all no longer have to put up with someone that carries a title belt around, but will only defend it once she is forced to do so. From what I know, this is not the first go-around either. I found out the truth. I know why so many were picketing during her nine month reign at the top. Because she only had seven defenses.~
~This is one reason for why I am proud to NOT be Mikah. Unlike her, I defended the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship FIVE TIMES in a three month period, including one time on the very night I won it off of Kate Steele. So when Mikah says she is SO GREAT, she is basically lying to all of our faces. What is even worse than that though? She is lying to her own self. I have heard her cry out that I am delusional, but that is not the case. I’m not that, though I will admit to being cruel, and will admit to sometimes being bat crazy. I guess that is why I love being inside any kind of cage at any given moment. It may be prison to the rest of you, but it is home to me.~
~I do not expect any single one of you to understand me and the way I operate. But I will say this. None of you get to even reserve the right to judge me until you have actually been inside a caged structure with me, getting punished by me and the unforgiving bars, getting humiliated by me, and eventually falling at my feet. It is in that last moment that you will have realized that you have made the most grievous mistake that you will ever make in your life. You chose to enter my Playpen, one that is inescapable.~
~One-third of the Metal and Punk Connection can already it to the world. The most lethal part about it is that against her, I did not get the chance to inflict the amount of damage that I could have done. I actually showed a bit of mercy. But on that boat, I will show NONE! My only wish is that tonight was that night, but alas, with the calendar making me wait, I will dish out all the worst when the time finally comes. If Mikah thinks this will be a piece of delicious cake and nothing but a party, she has not just already lost. No. If she thinks that, she is already DEAD.~
~She won’t believe me, but out on the high seas, she will have no choice. All of the choices I have in front of me now, and all of the choices that will be there for my choosing then, are and will be mine…~Thursday, June 30, 2017
Panguitch, Utah
Big Fish Family Restaurant~I can’t help it but to look across the table at my dad. He seems a bit down, despite enjoying his quite huge Barbeque Bacon Cheese Burger, which has the works on it, including bacon, sharp cheddar cheese, mayonnaise, lettuce, tomato, red onion, barbeque sauce, and the big kicker, onion rings. I place my Cheese Burger back down on my plate and use a napkin to daintily wipe my lips. I make sure to swallow before speaking to him.~Polly: “Dad, is there something wrong?â€He can’t seem to hide from her. He puts his Burger back down on the plate in front of him and swallows himself.Mr. Pingotti: “You know me too well kitten. I wish you didn’t have to leave tonight. I know you are really looking forward to that Cruise, and extremely looking forward to getting back the championship belt that you first won, but I’m worried about you. I have heard you mumbling under your breath quite a few times this week. That’s not like you.â€Polly looks into her father’s eyes. She is quick to respond.Polly: “I’m still me. I really want the Bombshell Internet Title off of her, and not just for personal gains either.â€Mr. Pingotti: “I understand that, but I don’t want you to lose yourself along the way. I think you have allowed her to get to you.â€That seems to snap something in Polly, but she can clearly see that it’s her father hear with her, and not Mikah. Her cheeks go from regular to red and quickly back to regular. Though her voice is not soft.Polly: “She cheated the first time. The second time she barely got lucky against me. This past weekend my partner was terrible, and I know he would be, so I bailed. By placing her in a cage against me, this will be the first match between us that will actually matter. It will also be the LAST match between her and I, because she won’t be able to continue after I’m done with her.â€This worries her father even more, and he lets her know it.Mr. Pingotti: “Perhaps you should reconsider that last part kitten. Honestly, from what I have seen of her, it is a case of that she doesn’t understand how life works. I’m sure you can see that.â€Polly: “Oh yeah, I can. It’s more fun though this way to teach her that very valuable lesson. You know how much I love games dad…â€Mr. Pingotti: “I know you love them. I just don’t want-â€Polly: “Anything bad to happen to me?â€Following that interruption, Polly jumps right back in.Polly: “There is NOTHING Mikah can do that’s bad enough. She’s her own worst enemy really. I know I can be full of myself, but Mikah has proven that she is the Queen of being full of herself, when she really doesn’t have the right to do so. Just because she has my Bombshell Internet Championship doesn’t mean she’s the best. Just look at what low lengths she went to do such a feat dad. What she doesn’t understand is that she opened up a can of worms that she just can’t close.â€Her father gazes right into her bright green eyes. He then nods, seeing she is serious.Mr. Pingotti: “Okay then. I’ve watched you grow up. I’ve enjoyed raising you kitten. I’m proud of you. I can see that you’re ready to take care of business, in the way that you want to do. I’ll be watching. Give her Hell.â€Polly: “I will. It’s just too bad that you can’t come with me dad.â€His head lowers.Mr. Pingotti: “I wish I could be there, but I have to stay here. Remember what I said, I’ll be watching.â€Polly smiles as she takes another bite out of the Cheese Burger that she’s ordered, this one being bigger than all the others, showing that she is ready to delve right in and not only beat Mikah, but DESTROY her and take back the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship, so it will actually not be collecting dust in a bag, and will instead mean a lot once again.
Her dad holds on picking up his mountain of a Burger though, instead choosing to tell his daughter a few more words.Mr. Pingotti: “I’ll drive you to the airport. It’s the least I can do.â€Polly: “Thank you dad.â€The two reconvene with eating until their hearts are both content. At the end Mr. Pingotti picks up the check and leaves a bit of a tip before the two depart. Before the two go into the family car, Polly nods at her father before talking over the car to him.Polly: “I’ll miss you, but I’ll be okay. In fact, in the end, I’ll be MORE than okay.â€Polly ducks down and into the passenger seat. Her father follows suit and sits in the driver’s seat. Once he has turned the key into the engine, they are off to returning home, which will be the last time Polly will see home for at least a couple of weeks.Friday, July 1, 2017
Los Angeles, California
The Dock From Where The Princess Cruise Will Depart…With it being in the evening, and a good breeze coming off of the Pacific Ocean, Polly Playtime looks very beautiful, with her blonde hair blowing, since she has chosen to have nothing holding it in. Her apparel just shows that she is ready to do some relaxation, before to her “All the fun beginsâ€. She approaches the boat and shows off her Sin City Wrestling pass to the cruise director that is manning the bottom of the ramp. Before boarding though she looks around and then up the ramp, seeing that a member of the Sin City Wrestling camera crew has caught that she has arrived. Seeing him, she shouts up to him not one thing, but two things.Polly: “Hey there, it is quite the lovely evening, and don’t worry, I don’t have a bucket of water on me this year, though that can definitely change. Second thing, for Mikah’s sake, I hope she never boards the boat. Has she yet?â€Polly doesn’t take her eyes off the guy, especially when he nods his head yes. Polly shakes her head.Polly: “Worst thing she will ever do. She better pray I don’t ever find her. I will say this too. This boat isn’t big enough for the two of us, and she’s the one that’s going to be tossed overboard! Ready or not Mikah. Here I come!!!â€The cruise director steps aside and Polly walks, more like gallivants up the ramp and onto the boat. She looks around the deck that she’s on, but doesn’t find Mikah, so she stops up at the bow of the ship and just looks out at the waters. They are crashing somewhat, but not heavily. The wind continues whipping Polly’s hair around, but she doesn’t mind. What she does mind is that the cameraman has actually had the audacity to follow her. She can sense him without even looking in his direction.Polly: “I know that you are still here, but fine, I may as well get this all off my chest. You know, that way you can go bother someone else. Good luck with finding my esteemed opponent though. I know I play games and love doing so by the way, but she just does not want to seem to play or wrestle at all.â€
“That said, Mikah, word to the wise, this is NOT a vacation for you! I am being a very fair sport by warning you of this ahead of time. In fact, I have been warning you for weeks now. The reason for why I won’t let this go between us is NOT just because of the way you quote-on-quote “won†the SCW Bombshell Internet Title from me. Heck, when I let Mark know my list of bombshells that I wanted to face, I said I wanted you inside Hell In A Cell, with it not mattering if the title was on the line or not. He is the one that chose to throw in the bonus, which just makes it worse for you. You could in just nine nights from now lose EVERYTHING. The best part is, you will deserve every single moment of it!â€Polly motions for the cameraman to come closer. He looks a bit worried, but then steps forward towards her.Polly: “Don’t be shy. Don’t be like her. All she has to offer is hot air. She even had the audacity to say that I am nothing. Let me put it this way Mikah. NOBODY is nothing. Sadly, not even you are nothing. If I was nothing, I would not be here. But I am. I am right here on this boat, and I will be sniffing you out like a dog all week long. Even if I don’t find you, I can rest assure that I WILL get you next Sunday night. You have no choice but to step inside the Hell In A Cell with me. Once that door locks there will be no way out.â€
“Mikah, I’ve seen that look in your eyes, more than once. You don’t want this. You feel that you’re above this, thus above me. Two words, prove it! Put aside your little show with Kris Halc. Put aside wasting time trying to come up with more P words to insult me with. And put aside everything else that you have said, because Summer XXXtreme is NOT going to be like all of those other nights that have already passed us by. You are not facing the Polly Playtime that just wants to get a win against you. You WILL be facing the Polly Playtime that wants to KILL your life as you know it!â€The 5 foot 3 inches tall blonde closes her green eyes and with her lids slammed shut, she continues on.Polly: “I won’t be able to stop. I know. You won’t be able to escape. You will remain locked inside Hell In A Cell with me until I choose for it all to stop. Every single word you have thrown in my direction will be thrown back at you tenfold, but not with words, but instead with irreversible actions. You don’t stand a chance Mikah. Running your mouth about your title history won’t do it. You claiming you are The Queen Bitch won’t do it. Any move you have in your arsenal I will make certain will be rendered useless.â€
“I have studied you. I have heard you just straight up degrade people, including myself. Which by the way, there is only one horrible human being amongst the two of us, that being you. Heck, you shouldn’t even be employed by Sin City Wrestling, much less ANY wrestling company, being you have admitted that you love drinking booze backstage, right before you compete!â€
“Yeah, that’s Mark’s and Christian’s problem, but no longer. It’s now MY problem that I WILL resolve. By the time the tenth of July comes, I will make sure you are REMOVED from your post as the SCW Bombshell Internet Champion. You didn’t even deserve a one-second reign as the champion, but it is what it is. You are proud of what has been a primarily empty title reign, much like your past nine month one with the Bombshell World Championship, that you still crow about to this day. Nine months, and you only defended it on two Climax Controls. And it’s even worse this time! Gee, and I thought you said I was supposed to be Mark’s favorite. Yeah right. I’m not looking to get in his good graces. Of course you are too dumb to realize that I just want to challenge myself! If I was looking to be Mark Ward’s little pet, it would be obvious. I would be asking for title shot after title shot after title shot, but I’m not! You’re the one that isn’t defending her championship week in and week out. Or heck, even every OTHER week wouldn’t be so bad. But I guess that’s the meaning of “behind closed doorsâ€. I wasn’t born yesterday Mikah.â€Polly scrunches up her face and breathes a couple times before turning away from the camera for a few moments. When she turns back she is back to herself.Polly: “But I WILL be RE-born at Summer XXXtreme, as the next SCW Bombshell Internet Champion. I will be able to continue my humanitarian work with making the Internet safer again, from ALL stuff disgusting like porn, cybersex, and especially media involving YOU! As the sun sets tonight Mikah, it’s an omen. The sun is setting on your reign as our Bombshell Internet Champion. When it next rises, YOU LOST will have been shouted down at you from my mouth, as I hold the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship high in the air on the high seas. My search for you will be over, and the best of me will be able to continue where I left off a few months ago. But even still the Cell door will remain closed. You won’t be getting out… EVER!!!â€Polly whips around away from the cameraman again and begins pacing at the bow of the boat. After going around five times she moves away from the bow and walks away from the SCW cameraman that followed her. Still he follows her, until she gets below the deck. Polly is able to slam the door that separates the two of them. Even behind the closed door he can hear her as she walks away.Polly: “Oh Mikah… Come out, come out, wherever you are! Come out and play!!!â€As far as the look on Polly’s face goes? She is licking her chops and has her green eyes focused on her search, and the prize that awaits her at the end of it...
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« on: June 23, 2017, 11:52:02 PM »
~Sometimes you just don’t see something coming. Sometimes you don’t get what you expect to get. You get something way different and you just have to push your way through it, in any way you know how. For this upcoming weekend this can’t hold more true for me, and also for my now named opponent for Summer XXXtreme, everyone’s favorite behind-closed-doors bombshell in SCW, Mikah. I know I have nothing to worry about though, as Mikah will just make Kris Halc take one for the team and wrestle the whole match, as she hides from me, hoping to protect her well-being, which is something she won’t be able to do once we’re all on the Princess Cruise. Let’s just say the Cruise will be anything but a vacation for her! ~
~But first things first. Before we even get to board the boat, we both deal with Strange Bedfellows. Now true, Mikah has been in a way getting to know Kris. That leaves me with knowing nothing about my partner Ryan Keys, which is actually an advantage here for me. No drama, unlike what Mikah and Kris, er… Kris and Mikah, er… Mikah and Kris, have.~
~Soooo, that kind of has had me in a good mood all week. Not to mention the fact that during the weekend leading up to my successful conquest of Alana Allure ended in something else I didn’t expect. For once in my life, I didn’t want to play games with a guy. Instead I… well…~Saturday, June 17, 2017
Prescott Valley, Arizona
The Motel Just Inside Prescott Valley…The sun has been up for a while, but even though it is still just before 7 a.m. in the morning, already Polly is wide awake. Not only that, she is already dressed in a frilly white skirt and a comfortable looking baby blue blouse, and even out of her room, slowly sauntering down the hall to the motel’s clerk desk. A smile comes to her face as she sees him still standing there, not doing anything on the computer this time around, and instead most likely just waiting until the end of his shift comes and his replacement arrives. He sees her coming. Polly finishes her trip to the desk and places her hands down on top of it, gazing at him.Motel Clerk: “So Miss, I take it you slept well, despite the heat?â€Polly: “Yes, I did. The fan helped. Thank you. Um…â€Motel Clerk: “Um what?â€Polly: “I was just wondering if you thought about it. You know, what I asked you last night. I still could really use it, and something tells me you could too.â€He looks back at her now and taps his fingers against the keys of the computer keyboard that still sits in front of him. Finally he comes to a decision and lets her know it.Motel Clerk: “One hour Miss. I’ll take you to breakfast, but you’ll have to pay as I don’t get my paycheck until the end of next week. With the last 15 to 20 minutes or so, I’ll give you that backrub you wanted in my car or something.â€Polly: “Okay. That sounds modest, and a bit demanding, but fair. You didn’t drop your name last night by the way. What is it?â€Motel Clerk: “It’s Paul.â€Polly: “Well, nice to meet you Paul. Polly here, at your service. I um, I have to be honest here with you, normally I like to just lead guys on and mess with their heads, playing with them, and then just leave them wanting much more that they will never get from me. But when I first saw you last night, you… You strike me as different. I truly mean that.â€Again he is tapping the keys, a bit faster this time around. Polly can see his fingers shaking some. Paul stays silent however, not saying a word. Polly still hasn’t taken her green eyes off of him.Polly: “Please say something Paul. Anything. I’ve never felt this way about anyone, well, except for my dad. I’ve always clinged to my dad.â€Still he says nothing, until it has reached 7 o’clock. From the looks of things his replacement has not yet arrived. It is now that he says something.Paul: “He’s late. I’m sorry, but I will have to take a rain check on that if he doesn’t show as I will have to cover up his shift.â€Polly: “Then I’ll stay here and help you. I’m here all weekend anyways. I wrestle tomorrow night.â€This captures his attention real fast, and gets him to be a bit more talkative.Paul: “Really? I wrestled in high school and college.â€Polly again gives him a quick look-over and can seem to believe him.Polly: “I believe it. I wrestle professionally. Before 2016 I had never stepped foot inside an actual wrestling ring, but my dad, he taught me so much. Say, at least we have something pretty big in common.â€Paul: “I guess we do.â€From inside, they can both hear the screeching of tires and shortly thereafter a car door heavily slamming. Next comes a guy racing into the motel and quickly joining Paul behind the desk, signing in for his shift.Day Shift Motel Clerk: “I’m really sorry that I’m late Paul. I woke up late and-â€Paul: “Forget about it Dave. It’s fine, but I need to get going right away.â€Very quickly Dave sees Polly standing there with her arms still on the desk.Dave: “Oh, hello. Is there something I can help you with Miss?â€Polly: “Nope. Paul is taking care of it. I’ll be back in my room later. Please just make sure the housekeeper just does her job and that’s it.â€Dave: “Okay, will do!â€Polly starts to head to the entrance of the motel. Paul grabs his things and joins her. Dave cocks an eyebrow as Polly and Paul both walk out, together, side by side.Saturday, June 17, 2017
Prescott Valley, Arizona
Breakfast at Denny’s…The two have been at Denny’s for just over half an hour now, and both are finishing up the breakfast plates that they have ordered. Even though Polly’s mouth is still kind of full, she speaks up to him, clearly not meaning to be rude, but is just caught up in the moment.Polly: “I’ll keep to my promise and pick up the check, but please, PLEASE, keep to yours. For whatever reason, you’re the first guy I’ve met in my life where I don’t think I’ll mind if you put your hands on me. I’ll say this. I’m a great judge of character. Please don’t prove me wrong.â€Paul waits until he swallows his last bite to speak to her in return, in a low tone so only just the two of them can hear.Paul: “I’ll stick to my promise. I can’t guarantee it will be the best backrub you ever get though.â€Polly: “That’s fine.â€Polly finishes up, uses a napkin to wipe her lips and a waitress happens to pass by, seeing that the both of them are done. She asks them if they want the check and Polly nods. She goes to get it as Polly returns to eyeing up Paul who is across the table for two from her.Paul: “I’ll be right back. I need to do something.â€Polly: “Okay, I’ll wait. I hope you don’t bail on me. That wouldn’t be cool Paul.â€Paul: “I said I’ll be right back Miss.â€Polly: “Polly.â€Paul just nods once before getting out of his chair and walking away. Polly puffs out her cheeks and then just sighs. Now it’s her turn to tap her fingers against something, it obviously being the table.Polly: “If he doesn’t come through, I’ll probably punish every guy I meet. I… I can’t believe I’m saying this to myself, but, but I like him already.â€Polly grins her usual grin, but it’s not just evilness about it this time, but also filled with other thoughts. She takes her fingers off the table and folds her arms in front of her, just thinking of stuff to pass the time. She glances at her iPhone a few times to see the time too and sighs some more, knowing that every single second that passes, the less time that will be remaining for the backrub that Paul had promised her. She is probably beginning to wonder if he is delaying it on purpose. But finally, after a bit over five minutes, he returns to the table, just as the waitress is dropping off the check. Polly pays the bill plus a bit of tip before standing up and leading the way out of Denny’s. Paul follows her to his car. Polly already has her right hand on the door, waiting for him to unlock it, which he does. Once the two are inside, Polly straightens her hair and pulls out a pony tail from her hand purse. She uses it to hold her blonde locks in place behind her head, so it will be much easier for Paul to go to work on her shoulders, which he is not yet doing. Polly turns to her right, to give him an easier reaching point, yet he still hasn’t touched her.Polly: “Hey. You promised me. Don’t worry. I don’t bite. Not hard anyway, unless if you truly deserve it. Are… Are you nervous Paul?â€Paul: “No. It’s just…â€Paul for the first time lays his hands on Polly’s shoulders and as soft as he can he begins to rub them. Polly feels his hands. To her they feel kind of rough, but she does seem to like the sensitiveness that he is trying to use on her. Polly’s head tilts back a bit and after a while she softly moans, clearly liking it. This makes Paul clearly nervous as he stops and retracts. Polly looks over her left shoulder.Polly: “Why did you stop? Don’t. It’s exactly what I need.â€Yet he doesn’t go to put his hands on her again.Polly: “You’re nervous, aren’t you? Hey. Don’t be. If I was gonna play like I have with the little meaningless boys of the world, you would have known it by now. Please, continue.â€Paul: “Fine.â€The moment his hands are back on her shoulders, she is back into bliss. He goes for a bit longer this time around before retracting again, seeing that time is getting very close to 8 o’clock.Paul: “Look, Polly, I’m sorry, but I really have to go get sleep. I’ll drive you back to the motel, but that’s it.â€Polly: “Okay. Will you be back at the desk tonight?â€Paul: “Yes.â€Polly smiles directly at him, which seems to ease his tensions a little bit. He gets one little pleasant “hm†out before he puts the car back into drive. Polly just can’t help it but to look to her left at him the whole drive back to the motel. Once they are back he opens up the car door for her and she gets out, thanking him. She then walks back into the motel, that is after watching him drive away.Friday, June 23, 2017
Long Beach, California
Nighttime At The Hotel…~Well, compared to last weekend, most of this week has been boring. Honestly, I did reach out to my one-time partner for Sunday night, Ryan Keys, but in the end it was easy to see how different we truly are. We will probably never ever even associate with one another ever again, no matter what happens in the ring on Sunday night at Climax Control. We both have our separate paths, even though we both have championship aspirations. For me though, it’s not JUST about the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship. It’s about far more than just that. That championship is only the tip of the iceberg. Our mostly dormant champion will find that out in a few weeks ago, when she will regret even stepping onto the boat!~
~For this weekend though, Mikah will get yet another couple of tastes of what I’m capable of, that is as long as she isn’t scared enough to tag herself into the match. Because I’ll be honest, I have no interest in attacking her partner Kris Halc. I left him a peace offering after our untimely early exit from the Blast From The Past tournament. We had our bickering moments, and I chose to end it on an amicable manner. If he holds ill will towards me, he should keep it bottled up, as I have no issues with him. I only have issues with his tag team partner for the night.~
~Night. Even though I’m tired and know it’s going to be an interesting weekend, I need to get this out there, for the whole world to hear…~With Polly dressed in a light green colored nightie, which is actually quite a revealing one, she goes and sits at the desk in the hotel room that she is now in. It’s double the size of the motel room that she endured back in Prescott Valley, Arizona, yet for her that obviously makes it feel that much more empty.
At the desk, she takes out her iPhone and places it on the top of the desk. She flips through and finds her way to recording her latest vlog that will be able to soon be seen by the world.Polly: “So, it’s no secret that I don’t like Mikah. Not many do, and it’s easy to see why. However here is the thing. Her holding the Bombshell Internet Championship is NOT what is making me hate her. It is the WAY that she is holding it and the way that she keeps using stupid alliterations of my name, just in a very sad attempt to build herself up. If I fully had a heart, I’d probably feel sorry for her. But when it comes to her, I don’t have one. I don’t have a heart for anyone that tries to run from their problems. Heck, I’m a bad, cruel girl, yet you don’t see me running. I FACE my problems and my issues! Now Mikah has to face hers. For the first time ever in wrestling history, there will be a Hell in a Cell match on-board a cruise ship!â€
“And I couldn’t be happier about it. Every morsel of what I do to her inside that Cell will be warranted and deserved. She WILL be eating more than just one slice of humble pie, without having to tow around the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship anymore. Her mostly empty reign will be over, a reign that’s high points were when she was in the ring against me. It’s sad that she had to take shortcuts, but no shortcuts will be possible on the Princess Cruise.â€Polly licks her chops before she closes her green eyes and moans. When she opens her eyes, she continues, her eyes completely and totally open, not blinking.Polly: “As for Climax Control here in Long Beach Mikah, you can try to run, you can try to hide on the apron, you can feel free to do all of that, but it’s not going to matter, as I’m going to track you down anyways! You may see yourself as THE Bitch around here, but between this upcoming weekend and then out on the waters, you will be MY BITCH! Yeah, you’ll always be able to hold your two shortcut wins over my head, but in the grand scheme of things, it’s as I always say, in the end, I ALWAYS WIN and end up saying YOU LOST to my opponent! That time is coming ohhh sooo soon Mikah, and not even your new business partner can save you from that occurring. Not like he’s going to care anyways. He has his own problems to deal with when it comes to the Men’s Roulette Championship. Kris doesn’t care about you. He never has and he never will. He just sees an opportunity to be relevant, and I don’t blame him for it. It’s like I said, I buried the hatchet with him and we both have moved on, both being successful. Meanwhile you just THINK you are successful because you mostly hide away with the Bombshell Internet Championship, just hoping and praying that you won’t have to defend it, just so you can hold it for longer than nine months, so you can crow until the day of your death about that.â€
“I prefer to be a champion that is actually remembered for fighting against opponents that are worth it, defending against those who deserve it, and then dissecting and completely humiliating them so they never EVER want to get inside the ring ropes with me ever again! That IS what’s going to happen to you this time around. The days are counting down Mikah and you can’t stop the clock’s terrible ticking sound. Just be thankful that your time doesn’t run out here in Long Beach. This weekend will be your wake-up call though, as I will NOT let you leave Walter Pyramid unscathed!â€Polly licks her chops again, but this time her silence is much more brief.Polly: “As far as your partner goes, Kris, hi. I hope you are ready to take on my tag team partner for this weekend, Ryan Keys. Ryan clearly has what it takes to get that Men’s Roulette Championship back from you, so you and him can go at it. Chances are that is probably what’s going to happen on Sunday night anyways. You and I already both know how Mikah is. She doesn’t want to fight. She doesn’t want to defend. She just wants to be on top with no recourse for her actions. Unfortunately for her, life doesn’t work like that.â€
“You know Kris, I feel bad for you. You have a lazy partner that just talks and talks and talks, but when it comes to doing battle in the ring, she takes as many shortcuts as possible. I want you to actually watch what happens to your “co-host†of The Kris and Mikah Show in a few weeks at Summer XXXtreme. It will be a big reminder to you and everyone else what I am truly capable of. So on that night, come out and take a front row seat. As for a couple of nights from now, I don’t care if Mikah doesn’t want to be tagged in to the match. I will FORCE her to be tagged in!!! And it’s like my partner Ryan said, once that happens this Sunday, it won’t be pretty! You’ll end up on the losing end Kris, but take solace in the fact that I will be screaming YOU LOST down at your partner, who really truly deserves it! She ALWAYS deserves to lose, and I’m going to ensure it happens, no matter what length I have to go to!â€Polly’s green eyes harden with these latest thoughts towards Kris and Mikah, but she doesn’t stop there.Polly: “Sooo, I don’t wish either of you luck, with anything. You can have your Petty, Pathetic arguments about which one of you will come out to the ring first, and about which one of you will start the match, but at the end of it all, I will have my arm raised in victory. This Sunday WILL be a sign of things to come for you Mikah. Your reign as the SCW Bombshell Internet Champion? IT IS OVER!!!â€Polly’s green eyes close. She pushes her iPhone off to the side and licks her left hand, moaning once more. She then just sits at the desk for quite some time before she heads off to bed for the night.
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« on: June 16, 2017, 11:29:22 PM »
~You all probably think I’m crazy, but I’m not. Once again I’m going to be one that challenges myself. As you have been able to all see, I am not like the other bombshells. I am not like a single one of them. I am unique in all ways that you can imagine. Several have seen it firsthand, yet there are several to go. Hence why I asked Mark if I can win five more matches before I use my contractual rematch for the Bombshell World Championship, and unlike a certain pretty much dormant Bombshell Internet Champion, I have actually chosen five that will push me to my limits and get me to unleash more of my nasty inner side, something of which I have only done one time so far in my wrestling career here in Sin City Wrestling. Mikah would probably just choose Twisted Sister… for all five matches.~
~That is just who she is. She is a sitting duck that is desperate to have long title reigns, with very, very few actual title defenses. I don’t want to just sit in the background. Oh no! I am going to be where the action is, and that’s in the ring! While she just claims she’s the Bitch around here and quivers in fear in her locker room that she will have to eventually defend the Bombshell Internet Championship again, I’ll be once again raising heads and eyebrows as I face the first four on my list and put them down. Then it will be down to her, and ohhhh, she won’t have luck or knuckles on her side this time. She will be alone, with me, in the most unforgiving cage of them all.~
~But first things first, my first match of five is an opportunity for someone that hasn’t had all that many of those. Alana Allure…~Friday, June 16, 2017
Prescott Valley, Arizona
Somewhere Just Outside Of TownAs the hot, baking sun sinks slowly down the western sky, Polly is taking a walk, now being that it isn’t as hot as it was during the hottest time of the day. Yet still she does have some beads of sweat on her forehead and her bare shoulders are glistening. It is easy to tell what her mood is as she is wearing a very short black skirt, along with a fire red strapless tube top. She has her blonde locks tied up into a pony tail and looks like she is in a trance, as her evil green eyes are not moving around.
A bit of time passes before she stops walking and puts the sinking sun to her back. She doesn’t take much time in taking her iPhone from out of her hand purse and beginning to record herself, showing off the mood that she’s in and recording what’s on her mind at this very moment.Polly: “To say I’m not in a good mood is the understatement of the year. Just so you all know, I am not on my period. I am not JUST mad that I was actually told to just stay down outside the ring after Evie Baang enjoyed her little meaningless rant that will only end in her losing to Crystal Millar anyways. I will make sure of that by the way…â€
“I am ultimately disgusted that there are a few of you out there that want to take the cowardly way out. I am especially disgusted with a certain blonde. I am not jealous of that certain blonde either. The day is going to come where she will get what she has coming to her, and I am going to be the one that will be there to not just defeat her, but HUMILIATE her, and DESTROY her! Even if she ever recovers, she will be forced to never forget about me. She will be humbled and down on her knees, just hoping, just begging, just pleading to never be in that ring against me, ever again!â€Polly pauses and breathes, but it doesn’t seem to detract from her current state, as she continues.Polly: “But I’m going to make her wait for now. Making her wait is just the first step in the process, as each day passes, she will grow more and more and more nervous, not knowing when it’s going to come, not knowing when I’m going to pounce, and not knowing when she will be locked inside, mmmm ohhhh, Hell In A Cell, WITH ME!!!â€
“Before that day comes though, there are others that I wish to prove myself against. I couldn’t think of a better place to start then the Female Members of the Elders. From what I have heard, it is not every day that Alana Allure gets the chance to shine here as she apparently has in the past before she came to Sin City Wrestling, being that she is used to just tag team competition. Well Alana, here is that chance. I have gift-wrapped it for you with a nice beautiful little bow. It’s your choice or not if you want to open up my present. If you do or don’t though, you aren’t going to shine or win against me, but at least you will be able to show the entire world what you are capable of, on your own. We will all get to see if you desperately need Song by your side, or not. Honestly, and this is me being totally truthful Alana, I don’t think you need her. I mean hey, you have failed with her anyways, being you are both former Bombshell World Tag Team Champions, much like how I’m unfortunately a former Bombshell Internet and Bombshell World Champion.â€
“So I figured this would be the perfect match. Yes, only one will have her spirits and her hand raised at Climax Control this Sunday night Alana, and it won’t be you, but at least you will have a chance that you rarely get to enjoy. You get to show off the skills that you have, instead of taking a back seat, or having to “share the load†with Song. I don’t know if you can handle it though, which is why I wanted to see if you could.â€Again she drops silent, but she hasn’t moved, not a muscle. She remains focused on the screen of her iPhone, which continues to take in the beautiful, hot image of her.Polly: “We’ll see Sunday night. Sunday night being attractive won’t matter Alana. I know that is one of your greatest traits. It’s just too bad it won’t hold any bearing on what happens. Maybe if you were allowed to face the guys and you took on Jamie Dean, it might. The problem is you are facing me, and I am bound and determined to win ALL five of my matches that I have signed on the dotted line for, on my way back to the Bombshell World Championship!â€
“However, try me! This Sunday Alana, everyone is going to see that I am the true alluring one here. I have a lot of mystery inside me. I possess a lot of power that the world has not really seen all that much as of yet. However they will all be fascinated by me, entranced by me, and probably and grossly, attracted to me too. But bring all that you’ve got, being I’ll be beginning to show the rest of what I have. I want to see and experience it all. No matter what it is YOU have to offer up though? It won’t be enough. NONE of the five of you will have enough! ALL five of you will end up the same way in that ring, on your backs hearing me scream two words down at you! YOU LOST!!!â€Polly grunts before stopping her phone from recording her. She slips her phone angrily back into her hand purse, and presses onward through the forlorn and cactus-dominated desert, heading back in the direction of Prescott Valley, definitely hotter than the desert itself.Friday, June 16, 2017
Prescott Valley, Arizona
Back At The Motel…Not much time has passed, and even after a shower to cool her off some, Polly does not look refreshed at all. She’s still grouchy and it shows, even though she is not speaking a single word. When she does though, it comes out in a very angry tone.Polly: “God, I hate this! I hate it when people have stuff that they don’t deserve to have! Not to mention that it’s so god damn HOT in here! Gosh, can they fix the A/C!â€Polly can definitely feel the heat that is in her motel room and can’t bear it a single moment longer. She raises her arms and removes the red strapless tube top that she had been wearing throughout the day. Unfortunately that doesn’t come at a good time as the knob to her motel room door is turned and it is opened, by a motel employee. He doesn’t even look into the room right away, as he just snaps at her.Motel Clerk: “Excuse me Miss, but I can hear your ass from the down the hallway. If something is wrong with your room, you could have just come to me and said so! Now you have me yelling and it has woken up the old couple next to you and- Oh shit. I’m sorry!â€It is just now that he has looked up and seen her bare back, followed by her exposes breasts, as she instinctively has turned around upon hearing him. She repeats his last few words.Polly: “Shit, I’m so sorry! Um, Sir, you better look away.â€He does as Polly angrily bends down, picks up her top, and puts it back on, at least for now.Polly: “It’s safe to look again Sir.â€Polly’s tone has just softened some, and the motel clerk does look, in an apologetic manner.Motel Clerk: “Okay. Now then, I can’t help much here being our A/C is completely down. Hell, we’re all working through it Miss. I can get you a small fan if that would be helpful.â€Polly: “It probably won’t help, but sure. Look, I’m not in the right frame of mind. I was teetering on the brink of losing it, and I lost it. I’ll go apologize to them.â€Motel Clerk: “That would be a nice thing to do.â€Polly looks at him squarely for the first time, and realizes that the motel clerk is quite young himself, so undoubtedly stressed too. She looks at him from his blonde hair down to his shoes, taking mental notes quickly.Motel Clerk: “So, is there anything else you need Miss? If yes, I’ll be at the desk the rest of the night.â€Polly: “Not anything that I can think of for right now Sir. Thank you.â€The “thank you†from Polly leaves her pursing her lips as if for a kiss. The motel clerk catches this and seems to be taking his own mental notes of her now. Within a few seconds though he turns to leave, leaving the door open for Polly. Polly takes advantage of the open door and walks through it, following him out, but only going as far as the neighboring hotel room door. It is here that she knocks. She doesn’t have to wait long before the male half of the old couple comes to the door and flings it inward, seeing Polly standing there.Polly: “Sir, I’m really sorry for waking up you and your wife. I’ve been really stressed lately, but that’s no excuse. I just wanted to apologize and let you know that you won’t hear another peep out of me, okay?â€Old Man: “It happens. We really need our sleep. We appreciate the apology, and hope that your stress goes away at least. Goodnight Miss.â€He closes the door on her. After he does, Polly nods and starts to head back to her room door which she has left open. But she then turns her head the other way and can see the desk where the motel clerk is standing at, on the computer, probably doing some of his nightly work. He is only a few inches taller than her, so he doesn’t see her coming as his face is buried behind the computer screen. As she approaches the desk, she keeps one eye on her open room door, which she can see from here, and one eye on him. He jumps again as soon as he sees her.Motel Clerk: “The housekeeper on duty is looking for that fan for you, Miss. Did you need something… else?â€Polly: “Um, yes. I wanted to come apologize to you again. It’s like I told the old couple. I’ve been stressed and um…â€There is a nervous pause in the air, before he breaks it.Motel Clerk: “I don’t know if that’s something I’ll be able to help with?â€He states it as a question, which Polly responds to, as quietly as she can, as to not wake up anyone else that might be sleeping in the other rooms.Polly: “It’s Polly. Um, I have actually never asked this from anyone before Sir, but a shower couldn’t even help me. I know it’s not part of your job description, but could you maybe, um, give me a backrub? That would feel SOOO nice. I really need it.â€Motel Clerk: “I’m on duty and could get fired for it. I’m sorry Miss, but I can’t.â€Polly actually looks genuinely disappointed, which is a new concept for her, being she is always looking to just play games, especially with the boys. However she brightens some a few seconds later, having clearly thought of something.Polly: “When do you get off Sir?â€Motel Clerk: “Seven in the morning.â€Polly: “I’ll be here waiting for you.â€She covers her mouth after saying that, it now hitting her that she’s hitting on him, and not in a playful manner.Motel Clerk: “I’ll be wanting to go home and get some sleep Miss.â€She uncovers her mouth and now shows a new genuine emotion that we don’t normally see from her, sadness. She turns on the charm, realizing now that she needs this. She needs comfort and apparently from him, she likes what she sees.Polly: “Please? Just for a little while?â€Motel Clerk: “I’ll think about it Miss.â€She sees this as a ray of hope and quickly smiles softly back at him. She nods and silently thanks him before she heads back to her room. Polly shuts the door, locks it this time, then leans her back up against it and softly talks to herself.Polly: “I… I can’t believe I did that. I… I…â€Polly is in a trance once again, but one much different from what she was going through earlier this evening when she was but a mile or so from the motel, out on her own in the desert. Not one of weakness, but one of surprise, as she just leans there against the door for quite some time.
Maybe, just maybe, Polly found something that she needs. However she knows what she needs when it comes to be in the wrestling ring, and that is far more than just being playful. She knows she needs to unleash everything she’s got in order to win five more matches and then go on to become the SCW Bombshell World Champion once again. No matter what happens on the side, it’s clear that she will always find herself at that place where she will blow her top, play her games, and humiliate and destroy all of those who oppose her. In the end, she will end up happy and smiling that evil smiles, her evil green eyes sparkling as they have so many times in these early stages of her wrestling career. For Polly, this Sunday night, it all truly begins again.
14
« on: June 09, 2017, 11:41:14 PM »
~I am tired. The last several months have been quite the roller coaster ride. Over the past week or so, I have returned home, to my mom and dad’s house for some very well deserved rest and relaxation. To be perfectly honest, I have not even left the house. Even though I know I am due to wrestle down in Arizona in two nights time, I still have not left. Yes, I plan to milk every single last second that I am able to be home in comfort, without having to be on the road, and without having to be anywhere close to a certain girl of Sin City Wrestling. It is for the current SCW Bombshell Internet Champion’s safety you know. By staying home home, I am protecting her. She has deemed me Petty and Pathetic, but what I truly am is Protective. She should understand that the time will come when she WILL lose to me, and it will not be pretty. I am vindictive when it comes down to it, and when I want to be, I can be the cruelest person she will ever get to know.~
~So, instead of using every negative P word in the book, she should try to accentuate the positives and eliminate the negatives, and be thankful she got lucky against me for a second time. It is very easy to see how she held the SCW Bombshell World Championship for nine months, as she has so far rarely defended the Bombshell Internet Championship, and only has defended it once against an able contender, that being me.~
~I will be back for it, just like I will eventually be back for the SCW Bombshell World Championship. However with that one, I want to take my time. I want to play and earn my way there, by winning five one on one matchups first. Why is that? It is because I want to prepare myself for Crystal Millar, because unlike a lot of the bombshells here, she is the one that I respect! Crystal will probably think I’m just playing games on this one, but I’m not. I’m telling the truth. She is worth it.~
~But before I embark upon this new game that I am longingly wanting to play, I will take on the challenge that has been put in front of me, which unfortunately I know won’t be much of a challenge. Evie Baang lost to Kate Steele, whom in turn lost to me when the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship was on the line. Yes, I know Evie is now Crystal’s number one contender thanks to being the surviving bombshell in the Blast From The Past tournament, but she just isn’t capable of winning the big one when it counts. Neither is Kate. And this match, well, I’m in it, so it IS big. Both of them may not see it this way, but that is just the problem. I do…~Friday, June 19, 2017
Panguitch, Utah
Pingotti HouseholdIt’s at the current moment in time that Polly is laying in bed, looking straight up at the ceiling, not doing anything besides that at all, except for sighing once in a while. After a bit of time goes by, her father knocks on her bedroom door. Polly doesn’t answer right away, but when the second set of knocks comes, she does.Polly: “Oh, um, dad, what is it?â€Mr. Pingotti: “I’m sorry to disturb you if I am Polly, but we never got to discuss what happened on the show almost three weeks ago.â€Polly’s eyes go to the bedroom door, but she then rolls her eyes before looking back up at the ceiling.Polly: “I’m sorry dad, but I don’t want to talk about it.â€Mr. Pingotti: “You seemed like you were in a completely different place, and it wasn’t pretty.â€There is a pause before Polly does reply to her father, not wanting to shut him out, as she does love him over everybody else in the world.Polly: “Wrestling a certain horrible bombshell was the only thing that was on my mind that night, and honestly, it still is. She has something that she shouldn’t have.â€There is another pause before he responds to his daughter. When he does, it is in a reassuring voice.Mr. Pingotti: “Hey, I agree with you kitten, and you’ll get it back from her at some point. Either that or someone else that is at least somewhat deserving will take it from her, thus silencing her. Is it okay if I come in?â€Polly: “Yeah sure. It’s open.â€The doorknob turns and her father comes into the room. He sees where Polly is, basically lying motionless on her bed. He goes and sits down on the edge of the bed, to Polly’s left hand side, and looks down at her. She looks up at him, acknowledging his physical presence.Mr. Pingotti: “I see that you are really rattled. Do you want me to come with you down to Arizona?â€Polly: “No dad. It is something I need to take care of by myself. If you taught me anything, I need to believe in myself and need to defend myself. She will get what is coming to her, eventually.â€Mr. Pingotti: “That’s the spirit. Just so you know though, I’m always here for you, whenever you need me. Alongside your mother, you are my life Polly, and I’ll always be there with you, even if it’s not in the physical sense. Please remember that.â€Polly: “I will dad. Thank you. I um, I really need a bit more rest though before this weekend. I may not have the bitch that I want to take out time and time and time again, but I do have the chance to show her, and also Crystal, that I mean business. It is not just all about fun and games anymore to me dad.â€Mr. Pingotti: “Which is good. You’re growing up and are a woman now, and I could never be more proud of you. You don’t need a championship belt to be a champion, and you have shown that, just like you will continue to do, if you have one or not in your possession.â€Polly: “Yeah. Sorry dad, but is it okay if I have that bit more time alone, you know, before dinner?â€Mr. Pingotti: “Yes kitten. It’ll be ready within the next hour. Do you want me to lock the door as I go?â€Polly: “No, that won’t be necessary. I’m truly sorry that I haven’t been more talkative to you these past few weeks. I let her get to me, but now, it is time for me to get to her. Thanks for coming in here now dad.â€Mr. Pingotti: “You’re welcome. That’s what I’m here for.â€Mr. Pingotti bends down and kisses his daughter on the forehead. Polly gets comfortable in her bed on her pillow as he then retracts and leaves her alone, waving at his daughter as he goes.Polly: “See you in a little while dad.â€He then nods and leaves, closing the door. Polly’s attitude seems to be improving some, and the sparkles returning to her green eyes mean that something will be coming soon, something potentially nasty, something that Mikah might want to stay far away from… which seems to be all that she is good for anyways… hiding.Friday, June 19, 2017
Panguitch, Utah
Pingotti Household~I have long since eaten, brushed my teeth, showered, and changed for bed. Feeling a bit more like my usual self, I am once again wearing a rather playful short pink nightie, which does show off the top of the cleavage that I have. Not like it matters much, being it is only me and my dad here at home, and I am pretty sure he is turned in for the night, leaving me to be awake all by my lonesome.~
~Right now I sit at my laptop, twiddling my thumbs and almost biting my lip. I know that for when I enter that ring down in Arizona on Sunday night that I should be putting thoughts of… Mikah… aside it, but in a way, I kind of don’t want to, as it gives me the edge I need to show that I am not that little girl anymore. Though with Evie Baang and Kate Steele, especially Kate, they know that they both don’t have what it takes to best me. And honestly, if you look into my time here in Sin City Wrestling, I have been more dangerous when I have seemed like an innocent little girl. I guess you can say I have kind of reached a crossroads. No though, I am not going to have a career change, unlike what the undeserving Bombshell Internet Champion wants. She only wants that so she no longer has to deal with me. And oh boy oh boy oh boy, trust me, she WILL have to deal with me, time and time again. She won’t know how it’s coming or when it’s coming, but IT’S COMING!~
~As for the two opponents that will be right in front of my evil green eyes this Sunday at Climax Control, let’s just say they are the two unfortunate ones. I will make them glaring examples of what I am capable of. These aren’t just words either. They are the truth of what is very soon to befall them.~Polly: “Mm, guess I’ll be nice enough and give them a formal warning. They will only have Mikah to blame anyways. Not me.â€Polly gets her web camera positioned and ready. She stays seated and then looks straight at it as the red light comes on.Polly: “So, who out there thinks that I am done, and that I will never wrestle again? Anybody? Does anyone want to answer that question at all?â€Polly waits in a mocking manner before she continues, basically answering for everybody.Polly: “Yeah, I didn’t think so. Look, just because a certain dumb blonde that we have in Sin City Wrestling likes sticking negative P words in front of my name, doesn’t mean I’m going to just get up, leave, and take my ball home. She has not proven any sort of a point, except for the fact that she needs to face more able contenders, contenders like myself and other top contenders that can actually beat her for the Bombshell Internet Championship.â€
“You know, not face lower bombshells like Kate Steele, just to pad her stats. I am not looking to be a stat-padder, and I feel ashamed that I have to take down Kate this weekend, as she has shown in the past to be two-faced. Heck, you don’t know which Kate Steele will show up in the wrestling ring from week to week, the one that actually gives her best, or the one that just shows up and goes through the motions. From what I have heard from her, it looks like it is going to be the latter, and that is just a shame, because to be quite honest with you all, she is the only one that has any sort of true wrestling talent in the Metal & Punk Connection side of the world.â€
“She even said it herself, that she is not being who she needs to be. Kate, to put it out there, there is only one person that can change all of that. That one person is you. Personally I don’t think you’re capable of being the person you want to be. To me you will always be a failure. You really do have a lot to prove, and so does our opponent in this match, Evie Baang. She needs to prove that she is ready to take on the likes of Crystal Millar. I don’t have such a thing to prove, as I have already torn down the house back at Into The Void, alongside her and Melody Grace. True I didn’t come out the winner there and true that Crystal was able to end up pinning me, but I showed that I belong and that I’m not just some one-trick pony that certain ones here are claiming me to be. I WILL hold a championship belt again. That is just a fact that will not be able to be denied or even argued. It is just that I will be choosing to enjoy myself once again on my way back up, much like I did the first time, when I took on and took out your Metal & Punk Connection companion, Amy Marshall.â€Polly can’t help it but to lick her left hand and then look evilly at her web camera, grinning now from ear to ear, grinning like this for the first time in a while.Polly: “I’m still more dangerous than you think. The same warning goes out to you Evie. I know you were able to survive through the Blast From The Past tournament alongside Lord Raab, but now you are about to go out of the frying pain and into the fryer. Very soon you will be using your title opportunity to take on Crystal Millar, the ONE bombshell that I have grown to really, really like. I’d even have her back, even if she didn’t ask for it. I do want to eventually use my contractual rematch for the SCW World Bombshell Championship, but I want to be full on ready to take on Crystal. I don’t want anybody taking it from her before I get to her, so just remember that I’ll be watching her every movement, and that I’ll always be ready to pounce. It starts this Sunday against you and Kate, being I will have the opportunity to bring you down a peg Evie.â€
“It’s not like you have what it takes to stop me from doing so either. I mean you have lost to Kate, while I haven’t. I became the SCW Bombshell Internet Champion by taking it off of Kate and then holding it for around the three month mark, before wrongfully losing it to someone that just can’t seem to handle things the right way. Heck, I’m evil Evie, I’m cruel, but I’m not going to use a weapon that can KILL someone! I’m fully into just embarrassing and humiliating my opponents and making them remember me. That you can always count on when it comes to taking on me. When you look around the hallways, heck, even the GUYS are talking about me and knowing who I am! Heck Evie, I might even pull you or even Kate right into the back past those guys, pummeling either of you relentlessly being it’s no count outs or disqualifications,k so they all know to never mess with me!â€
“Anyways, that aside, to the both of you, neither of you right now hold a candle to me. But who knows? Maybe the two of you can change. Right now though this very moment, and in the immediate future that is this weekend, I just don’t see it. This Sunday down in the desert, you two will have to both live with hearing the words YOU LOST!â€Polly nods a few times before stopping the feed. She lowers the lid of her laptop down and slowly makes her way to her bed. Once on it she stretches out and purrs like a kitten. She turns over to her left and turns her pink bedside lamp off. It doesn’t take her long to fall to sleep, which shows that right now at this moment that she is not just tired of the undeserving bombshells in Sin City Wrestling, but that she is truly tired and needing real sleep.
This Sunday though she gets to really do something about being tired of certain bombshells. This Sunday, if Polly has her way, they will not like what they receive, especially since there will be no count outs or disqualifications that Polly will have to deal with, both inside of the ring and out. From what Polly’s mindset is, it won’t just be Evie Baang and Kate Steele in the crosshairs either, which means Sunday night could be a night that will leave many tired, all due to the actions of Polly Playtime, who will definitely always be here to stay, no matter how tired they get of her.
15
« on: May 26, 2017, 11:57:22 PM »
~Clearly the World is not ready for me yet. That is all good and well because even though I am no longer Sin City Wrestling’s top bombshell, I am still very young and have years and years to progress. I will win and successfully defend plenty more championships. The main and most important point here is that the world knows my name, and no matter what happens from here on out, they are forced to always remember it and never forget it.~
~For now though, we all come back home. Honestly, I’m happy to be back, for now right in my own hometown of Panguitch. After the trip to the Pacific Coast and then to the Atlantic Coast, I’m just letting most of it sink in. Except for the parts that weren’t grand, of course. Losing is a part of life. I’ve known that for a long time now, but it still stinks. At least it was to Crystal Millar this last time. That I can live with, as words aside, I’m okay with her. She has that edge and that desire to be noticed. She doesn’t just want to go through the motions and just hope that being married to someone like J2H will bring her success. What also makes Crystal okay to me? She isn’t all about the fans. She’s right to be like that. She’s right to be just like me in that regard. We’re the ones that are putting our bodies and welfares on the line, not the crowds. We’re the ones that are “playing†for THEM. We’re the ones that are earning our paychecks, while they are just spending theirs. But hey, at least it’s young ladies like Crystal and myself that are worth the price of admission. No one else around Sin City Wrestling is worth much, if anything at all. And at the top of that list is Mikah.~
~It’s hard to be worth the price of admission when you only show up when you’re actually gunning for a championship belt. When it comes to defend it though, notice how she has slipped away into the shadows. I have barely heard anything at all from her, and I know for a fact that she doesn’t want to face me this upcoming weekend. But here’s the thing. She has to. When this rematch is said and done, and the curtain falls on this newest round of the game of ours that started back at Blaze of Glory, the grand prize will be mine, while Mikah will just be forced to walk away as the loser. She should have been the loser back then, but she will learn the hard way that brass knuckles are not the final answer. This time around if she tries to use them, the buzzer will go off, I will take them from her and toss them away. That will leave her with nothing. That will leave her with no way out. After the climax hits this Sunday, her downfall will follow, with her head bouncing off the mat, and maybe, just maybe, so much more.~
~Speaking of which, someone very deserving of the “so much more†in my own hometown got what she had coming to her. It’s been around 13 years, but she finally fell to me. I’m sure she’s still regretting how she teased me back in grade school, but she learned that it was far too late to change my mind. She lost, and LOST BIG! She was only the start. This Sunday night… oh this Sunday night… Mikah will fall, and once again the Internet will be safer for it…~Monday, May 15, 2017
Salt Lake City, Utah
Salt Lake City International Airport~It was a long flight. Every time I tried to at least grab a wink of rest, it just did not happen. I feel as if I have let my dad down, even though I know he will still be proud of me. I did become a two-time championship winner, and at such a young age in my newly found wrestling career too! As much as others will say I should feel down, I should not be ashamed of myself. And I’m not. My wings will only continue to grow.~It is just now that Polly is stepping back into the airport terminal, having traversed the entire ramp from the airplane that she just got off at. She takes her time reporting to the baggage claim. By the time she gets there, she finds that her luggage is already off, and her dad is already standing there, with his arms outstretched.Polly: “DAD! I am so glad you’re here!â€Polly scurries into her dad’s arms and he hugs her.Mr. Pingotti: “Welcome home champ.â€Polly stops hugging him and retracts a little bit.Polly: “But I’m not a champion anymore.â€Mr. Pingotti: “You don’t need a belt to show that you’re a champion. I knew you were going to do it, and several times over too.â€Polly: “Thanks dad. But I want that Internet Championship back. I was really starting to help the cyber-world, you know?â€Mr. Pingotti: “I know you were. You’ll continue to make an impact though, and in everything you do. I don’t doubt you for a second kitten.â€Polly thanks her dad silently and allows a few seconds of silence to pass as well, before breaking it.Polly: “Soooo… Are there any plans for dinner tonight?â€Mr. Pingotti: “Yes. I’ve planned a special welcome home dinner for you, and it’s going to be extra special, because we’re going to have a third joining us.â€She looks to her father’s eyes and he nods.Polly: “Mom’s home?â€He nods faster now and begins to wheel Polly’s two bags of luggage through the terminal. Polly keeps up with him as the two head for the parking lot. Within five minutes they are all loaded up into the car.Polly: “Has… has she been watching me at all?â€Mr. Pingotti: “Honestly, she hasn’t had the time, but I’ve told her everything. Even though she’s hardly ever with us Polly, she loves you, a lot. Maybe even more than she loves me.â€Polly: “That’s not true. Mom loves you, and I know she loves me. I do understand why she needs to be away so much. I’m just happy that she’s going to be here with us, at least for tonight. Um, how long is she staying?â€Mr. Pingotti: “Here comes the good news. She is staying until the first week of June, before she has to go back.â€Polly’s eyes light up, as this will be the longest length of time she will be able to spend with her mother in quite a few years.Polly: “It will be nice being a family. Say um, I’m back home for the immediate future, with just having to go over to Vegas every weekend, so would you like to both come and watch me wrestle and humiliate someone that really truly deserves it?â€Mr. Pingotti: “Invitation accepted pumpkin! I’ll do my best to make sure your mother comes along for the ride. She’ll be impressed with what you’ve learned and what you’ve done and with how you’ve matured into more than just a young woman, but a young woman that can fend for herself.â€Polly: “Oh, I can most definitely do that!â€Polly sits face forward in the front passenger seat now. Her dad does the driving. The two continue to talk some, but not so much once they’re out on the highway, continuing on what will be a four hour drive home down Interstate 15. Even though they aren’t home yet, it’s very clear from the looks of Polly’s facial expressions that she already is home. When she actually steps inside the house that she grew up in, it will only solidify that fact.Saturday, May 20, 2017
Orderville, Utah
Game Show Studio~I know I said I would never show up in this place again or never even look at this stage again, yet here I am. After all, this is the stage where I have grown up on over a major portion of the last five years. Yes, my dad’s here, and yes, I have agreed to put the checkered past with Mr. Compton behind in order to entertain the fans that he told me have been just longing for me, and as he put it “aching in pain†to see me again. He best keep his promise with me though, as I think he now knows what he will get if he wrong me or my dad ever again.~
~I’m shuttering, but I need to brush that all off. Tonight is all about business, and trust me, I’m very happy to learn that the contestant I get to deal with is one that I know from my childhood, the same girl that I have to thank for putting me on the path I’m on, the path of a champion. Sarah Lewis is her name and immediately my head is beginning to flood with thoughts about how she always tried to associate my last name with the word puke. Her making gagging noises at me back when I was eight years old resonates too. But tonight, let’s just say she’ll be taking far more than a small spewing of chocolate milk to the face. She is in for a LOOOOONG night! A LONG night where I will pay her back for the way she treated me, that baker’s dozen of years ago.~Polly opens the door to her familiar old dressing room. She does smile evilly as she sees that everything is left untouched, from the last time she was in it. Polly’s dad comes up from behind her and speaks, his voice soothing and welcoming.Mr. Pingotti: “No one has touched a thing. I know Mr. Compton already told you kitten, but you’ve been dreadfully missed by all. Mr. Compton quickly came to grips with the fact that he had lost you. He’s smartened up. If he pulls any stunts again, I’ll be here to defend you, just like you were there for New Year’s to defend me.â€Polly: “Thanks dad. I do miss home and I do miss the fans here too. It’s just that, well, you know I’m above this.â€Mr. Pingotti: “Yes, you are. But I know you still love crushing the contestants Mr. Compton puts before you.â€Polly: “I can’t resist that part, but it has kinda become more fun taking apart those who feel they are above everyone else, but then just go into hiding when they get what they want, through cheating matters.â€Mr. Pingotti: “I know that you know what to do with opponents such as those.â€His daughter nods.Polly: “Well then. Consider it done.â€Polly waves at her dad, indicating to him that she will get ready for her part in the game show tonight. Her dad nods and waves back at her as she closes the door to her designated changing room.Polly: “In every facet of the phrase, it’s great to be home.â€Polly places her back up against the door and just looks around the room, twiddling her thumbs now, deciding what to wear when she takes on and takes down the childhood enemy that made Polly who she is today.
After looking around a bit her eyes fall upon the red devil outfit, one that she’s worn a couple of times before. Her feet walk right to it, and her lips do the talking.Polly: “Mmm, my favorite! She will be seeing all red, and soon, Mikah will too. No more teasing for you Sarah, and no more SCW Bombshell Internet Championship to hide in your belongings Mikah.â€Polly hisses and then cackles some before she quickly takes off her street clothes and changes into the quite short red dress, but long enough to easily cover up her down-there parts. It does expose a good portion of her back though, it being a halter dress and all. She eagerly puts the horns part of the outfit on her head like a hair beret and slips on the red heels that match up with the rest of the outfit. Looking back at the door, her glimmering and all-telling green eyes do their thing. She turns fully around and stomps right to it, opening up the door. She walks down the hallway and comes upon Mr. Compton, who addresses her.Mr. Compton: “It’s almost as if you knew what game you’d be playing Miss Pingotti. It’s one of your favorites, and one that you’ve played before. The one where if the contestant loses, they wind up in our cage having to fight you.â€Polly: “Mmmmm. PURRRfect. You see Mr. Compton? It isn’t hard. It’s very easy to make me happy. Keep it up.â€He walks onward as Polly heads to a part of backstage where her opponent won’t find her. It’s not long before the show starts. Polly eagerly awaits to partake in once again humiliating this nemesis from her early years. As she waits in the location she designates as her own, a backstage stagehand approaches her and does mic Polly up, so she will be able to be heard if ends up on stage, just in case if her contestant does Polly’s favorite thing… lose.Polly: “Thank you. I’ll be needing this. The whole world will be able to hear that little girl scream once I get my hands on her!â€Polly is almost too loud, so the stagehand cups his left hand on Polly’s mouth, so she doesn’t give up her location, and more importantly so the crowd won’t be able to hear her. The stagehand then turns it on and leaves her alone. Polly nods at him as he goes. It’s not even a minute after that and the contestant’s “sound of doomâ€, aka the game show’s loser buzzer, aka the sound that sends Polly into a loving yet evil trance, goes off. She’s excited now, but waits to be cued to come on out to the stage by her dad. She finally hears his voice and she comes out from behind the stage board that she’s behind. Immediately she sees Sarah at the contestant’s desk and immediately Sarah goes to run off. I run right for her though, even though I’m in heels. Just before she reaches the steps of the stage, I drop down and grab at her left leg. She keeps trying to shake me off, but I have an extremely tight grip on it. I am NOT letting go!!!Mr. Pingotti: “Sarah, you lost. You will now have to face the consequences from that. We know you do need money for the rest of college, and even though you can no longer win $10,000, you can still win up to $2,000. To have the chance at that, you are in for the fight of your life, as you will take on someone you clearly know very well, our very own Polly. And you will take her on… inside the animal cage!â€~A couple members of security have come to me now and grab Sarah by the arms. I let go of her leg, seeing she is now subdued and safe for the pickings. Meanwhile the cage is rolled out and I just LOVE looking at it. I go over to it, examine it, and even run my lovely fingers against the cold unforgiving bars. I happily then enter the cage once the door is open. The two members of security have to practically drag my opponent in. Once they do though the quickly get out and lock the cage door shut behind her. Sarah turns and yanks at the bars, begging and pleading to be let out. I saunter up to her and say right through my ear microphone so everybody can hear:~Polly: “You made me who I am Sarah. You made me your destroyer. You WILL be humiliated right here tonight, for the rest of your pathetic life! Oh you’ll live, but the pain will never go away…â€~I lick my left hand with my tongue as my dad then gives the usual set of instructions.~Mr. Pingotti: “Okay Sarah, if you can survive against Polly without getting pinned or without tapping out for five minutes, you will win $1,000. If you are able to last ten minutes, you will win the $2,000 prize. We begin…NOW!â€The bell rings and immediately Polly jumps at Sarah, tackling her down. Immediately she begins to rain down fist after fist after fist, right to Sarah’s jaw. Sarah tries to use her hands to push Polly off, but Polly moves some to sit right on Sarah’s dominant hand, the right one. She then keeps punching and punching, using her opponent as a punching bag, clearly getting many, MANY years of frustration out!Mr. Pingotti: “Wow! Look at our Polly go! She has never been like this ladies and gentlemen. Sarah may not even stand a chance here.â€Yet Sarah has not given up yet. Polly glares down into Sarah’s eyes. She can see that her opponent is frightened. There’s no smile from Polly this time. There’s just a scoff before Polly gets up and then quickly snatches Sarah by the hair. Sarah screams a little now, which gets Polly to close her eyes. Polly uses the power that she does have to simply shove Sarah’s head right between her thighs. Polly begins to crush Sarah’s head with her legs, before then doing something completely unexpected. Grunting really loudly Polly uses all her might to lift Sarah up into the air and then drop her with a sit-out powerbomb. Polly screams now, right down at the girl that has clearly caused her to go off like this. Polly stands up, bends down and rolls Sarah over with ease. She then puts her right heel on top of Sarah’s head and just suddenly stomps right down, forcing Sarah’s head to slam into the cushioned mat. Polly does it again and again and again, even though Sarah is already out cold. Polly stops after a little while as the crowd is just stunned silence. Even Polly’s own father looks scared, but maintains his composure, calling the action once again.Mr. Pingotti: “Sarah has no chance. She won’t be getting any money tonight. She’s already out and we’re only 3 and a half minutes in. All our Polly has to do is pin her, and it’s over.â€Yet Polly doesn’t do that. Instead she again pulls Sarah up by the hair and then rams her forehead right into one of the steel bars. Sarah bounces backwards and down into the cushioned mat. The cameras can see a trickle of blood coming out of Sarah’s forehead. Polly glares down at her and yells out:Polly: “Yeah! That’s what you get Mikah! What brass knuckles?!?!?!â€To add insult to injury Polly again brings Sarah up and shoves Sarah’s head back in between her legs, this time executing the Polly Pop. Polly drops down and rolls the out-of-it and now bloodied Sarah over onto her back. She then pins her, just before the five minutes ends. The bell goes off, signaling that Polly has once again won, defeating yet another… to her… loser. In typical Polly fashion though, she doesn’t just walk out of the cage. She looks around before then sitting on Sarah’s face, even though there is some blood on it. The moment Polly is down, she can be heard moaning in her microphone. She then wiggles on Sarah’s face like crazy, which eventually wakes Sarah up, as she begins to tap out with her left hand. Polly shows no mercy however this time around and stays on her. Even when the cage door is opened, Polly keeps her seat. It takes the same two security guards to get Polly off of her latest victim. And even still as Polly is getting pulled out of the cage, she is back to yelling:Polly: “Not this time Mikah! NOT… THIS… TIME!!!â€Polly pulls herself away from the security guards and stomps her way backstage, licking her chops as she goes, looking back at what she’s done.Mr. Pingotti: “We need to recover ladies and gentlemen. We’ll be back after this.â€Polly has just about made it to her changing room door, when she is stopped by her own father.Mr. Pingotti: “What was that out there just now? I’ve never seen you like that. It scares me kitten. Can we talk after the show about it? Please?â€Polly: “It’s what I have to do to Mikah to get the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship back! Besides, she deserved what she got out there. It’s not like I killed her or anything. She couldn’t take what she created. That’s her own fault dad. Not mine. My hands are washed clean of the matter.â€He looks like he’s about to respond, but when his mouth opens, nothing comes out. He sighs and walks away, back out to the stage. Polly meanwhile retires to her changing room, licking her chops all the while.
If the same thing happens to Mikah, Polly will end up once again becoming Sin City Wrestling’s Bombshell Internet Champion, thus ending the “hidden reign†of the one who crows oh so much about things that no longer matter.Friday, May 26, 2017
Traveling to Las Vegas, Nevada
Even though she is driving her own self just that short distant west to get to the home of Sin City Wrestling, Polly figures this is the best time to record all of what she is thinking, so the entire Internet, and the entire World can hear her out. It is clear that there is quite a bit on her mind too, as she is deep in thought and not speaking yet, even though she has her iPhone sitting in a phone holder so she will be able to use it hands-free. As she comes to a light that’s going yellow, she slows the car down to a complete stop, obeying the traffic law. This is when it begins to all come on out.Polly: “So, I bet a lot of you out there, possibly all, just think I’m done already. I bet that lot of you believe my winning ways have just stopped, and that the green light will never again be displayed for me. You know, that I will never ever again win a championship.â€
“Don’t worry though. I will. I’m not going anywhere. I’m still a rookie as far as this in-ring competition goes, but I don’t wrestle or fight like a rookie! I don’t just show up and go through the motions, unlike a certain vanilla blonde that I face this Sunday for the Bombshell Internet Championship. Yes, I’m a cruel nasty gal and that’s just how I like it, but I sure as heck am not lazy, unlike you Mikah.â€
“Yeah, yeah, you supposedly had family matters to attend to which kept you out of competing at Into The Void. Likely story. You were afraid of defending that championship, because you know that as soon as you are in that ring against me for the second time, that your chance at holding another championship for nine months will come to a sudden end.â€
“Oh I know you will twist my words around and say that you are not concerned about me, and that I am not a threat to ending your so far meaningless title reign just because you beat me with brass knuckles the first go-around. The thing is you know it will be a bold-faced lie. You are VERY concerned that you are facing me in just two nights time. I just wish I could be in your presence so I can see the look on your face. How embarrassing and humiliating!â€Polly pauses as the light goes green. She steps on the gas and keeps on driving. As she gets into a rhythm, she continues with what’s on her mind.Polly: “But that’s only just the beginning. I know you don’t want to hear my theme music this Sunday, as you know it will be the beginning to round two of our game… our game that will at the end of it all, you will lose. It means nothing that you were able to win the first mini battle, because so far, you have done nothing with that little win of yours to back it up. Instead you have chosen the hide-and-seek method. I thought you were the big bad bitch Mikah, but you have proven that all to be just a façade. You are a phony and just because you have done things in the past that have been pretty good does not take away from the fact that you are not doing those things NOW. I am pretty damn sure Mikah that during your overly stated nine month title reign you did not have to resort to such cheap tactics as using weaponry in a standard championship match. You were unstoppable, but now, in this day and age, being I have arrived, you don’t look unstoppable anymore.â€
“As far as I go? Yeah… I have, not won a few matches. It happens, and I feel I am better for it. I know some have grown a little disappointed in me. Kris Halc, Celeste North, and even our new SCW World Bombshell Champion, Crystal Millar all think I don’t have what it takes. The point though is that I am one of, if not THE youngest competitors here! My career and I are just both taking off. All three of them and everyone else will be proven wrong about me. You however Mikah and your career? They are about to crash land… HARD! The whole world is about to see that happen this Sunday in Las Vegas. After this Sunday the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship belt will actually spend more time in the ring than it will in bed, which is probably where it’s been during your entire title reign!â€She’s silent again for a little while, but that little while comes to a close.Polly: “Yeah, yeah, I know. Petty Polly. I’m sure you’ll say that one about thirty times when you next open your mouth. I’m not even being petty. I’m telling the entire world exactly what it is. There is no reason to sugar-coat anything Mikah. I’m coming back into Vegas, and I’m coming to take your head off, and curb stomp it right to the mat repeatedly, until blood begins to ooze out of you, and finally take away the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship from you, being you should have never gotten it at Blaze of Glory in the first place!â€
“That said, Mercedes Vargas is right about that one thing. This match shouldn’t be taking place. It shouldn’t be taking place because YOU didn’t earn it Mikah! You only have the championship because of a PATHETIC act. So maybe, just maybe you should be calling YOURSELF pathetic, instead of calling me that word. But whatever. Clearly just throwing P-word stones at me before my name makes you happy and makes you feel all Wonderwoman-like.â€
“As far as you being the one to defend the Bombshell Internet Championship this Sunday, to me, it’s more fun this way. It’ll be fun going into that ring. It’ll be fun taking you apart in every way I know how. It’ll be fun dropping my foot right onto the top of your head and slamming your face right into the mat. It’ll be fun then making sure that your reign as the Bombshell Internet Champion ends with a “Popâ€! And it’ll be fun rolling you over as the referee will then make the academic three count, before signaling that I am once again the SCW Bombshell Internet Champion! I’m what the Internet needs. You are clearly only needed behind closed doors. In order to do that though, you don’t need what you didn’t earn from me. This Sunday at Climax Control, Mikah, payback is coming in the form of Playtime. This time your little toys won’t be able to save you. This time around you will hear the two words that everyone who opposes me was born to hear… YOU LOST!!!â€Polly licks her chops as she checks her rear-view mirror. No one is behind her as she is now on the open road. Slowly yet surely she is getting closer and closer to Las Vegas. She reaches quickly up and to her left with her left hand to shut off her recording on her phone. She then places her left hand back on the steering wheel.
From this point on she just drives. Shortly after she has finished her recording she passes by the “Welcome To Nevada†sign. She grins which causes her weak nose to wrinkle some. She just knows that she is getting closer and closer to where she needs to be, and closer to gaining back what she never should have had taken from her. But to her, Polly isn’t crying over spilled milk. She is ready to inflict damage. She is ready to TAKE DOWN Mikah, in every sense of those two words. And while the World may not be ready for the full lethal dose of Playtime just yet, Mikah is definitely not ready for Playtime this time around.
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« on: May 12, 2017, 11:15:22 PM »
Saturday, May 7, 2017
New York City, New York
81st Avenue & 169th StreetThe weekend is just beginning officially, as it is just a few minutes past midnight. Friday is gone and Saturday is here. For Polly Playtime it is the first Saturday where she has truthfully been captured. She is about to find this out as she is just beginning to moan, meaning she is beginning to come to, in what looks to be a dusky room. It is basically dark, and the only thing lighting up the darkness are Polly’s blonde locks and her face, especially her green eyes, as they begin to pierce the darkness. As she gains her wits about her it doesn’t take her long to remember what had happened. However the moment she goes to move in the chair that she is in, she finds out that she can’t. She turns partially to try and see behind her and sees where her wrists are tied off, right to the back of the chair. Polly moans again, only louder, which prompts two familiar figures to come into the room. Polly squints and very quickly recognizes them, as the two girls that had confronted her back in Boston. Immediately she looks… disappointed.Polly: “It’s just you two? No wonder why you had to take me by surprise and then tie me up. It’s clear that you’re both weak, just like my two peers, Melody and Mikah.â€Lauren: “Yet we’re not the ones tied up. You’re going to get paid back, in spades! You made a mistake admitting to us that you love humiliating others, like it’s some sort of fetish or something. You’re sick, you know that?â€Polly: “No I’m not. I’m perfectly healthy. I’m not the one that has to resort to rope to resolve my problems. Since you dub me as your problem, why don’t you deal with it in a fair way? I mean it’s already two on one, but I welcome the challenge. Let me free and deal with me the right way, that is of course, if both of you aren’t scared.â€Kelly looks at the far more vocal of the pair and confidently nods. Lauren however does not nod back to her.Lauren: “She wants you out so she can deal with you, but I’m not letting you out so easy. I DEMAND an apology for the humiliation you put us both through.â€Polly: “There isn’t an apology coming from me, as I have nothing to apologize for. It wasn’t even about you and your sister. It was about Mikah and Melody, duh.â€Lauren: “You had no reason to pull anyone into your mess then. If it had to deal with them, deal with them yourself.â€Polly: “They both hide. I was simply making a point. It doesn’t matter though, because you’re going to let me go anyways. Let me just say, I know plenty of lawyers.â€Lauren: “Hard to call one without your cell phone though, Polly.â€Lauren pulls Polly’s cell phone from her own pocket before putting it right back away.Polly: “Larceny. Kidnapping. Gee, where does it end?â€Lauren: “Maybe after we humiliate and embarrass you so you don’t ever forget us until the end of time. And that’s only a maybe.â€Polly: “Nice try. You two aren’t strong or smart enough to do what you want with me. I’m going to show you… NOW!â€Polly tightens in the chair for a few moments before she releases and it actually breaks the rope that bounds her wrists, with it not being the strongest of rope around. Polly stands up and both Lauren and Kelly rush her and then push her up against the nearest wall. Polly however fights back by first kneeing Kelly right in the abdomen, forcing her to double over and back off. She then reaches to grab Lauren by the hair, but Lauren stops her, whipping Polly around. Polly however is able to stop her momentum, and when Lauren comes back for her, Lauren ends up getting stunned by a dropkick that gets her to stagger. Polly hurriedly grabs for Lauren’s head before pushing it forcefully downward. Kelly is upright again, but Polly sees her and just absolutely YELLS out her warning.Polly: “One move and I bust open your sister’s head on the floor! Come on, I dare you!â€Kelly stands there with her eyes opened wide, fearing the worst for her sister. She doesn’t take one step as she sees the suddenly VERY evil look in Polly’s eyes. Polly doesn’t let Lauren go though however, instead tightening her thighs around Lauren’s head. Lauren screams out, which makes Polly close her eyes and lick her chops, simultaneously. When her eyes are back open again, it’s Kelly that finally speaks, in a really concerned and apologetic manner.Kelly: “My sister and I, we are so sorry. We both didn’t know what you are truly capable of. Please let go of my sister. We’ll let you go. We know you have much to do before Into The Void. I was just feeling so distraught and she… She was just protecting me. I’m sure people will eventually forget what happened in the ring up in Boston.â€Polly: “It’s almost like you’re apologizing for your sister here.â€Kelly: “I am. She can be such a hard head sometimes.â€Lauren: “She doesn’t deserve an apology Kelly. Fuck her up!â€Polly: “You should really be careful with what you say. I’m listening to your sister. She seems to be the reasonable one of the two of you. She’s being a smart girl. Apparently you though just want to lose.â€Lauren starts struggling, which leads to Polly squeezing tighter. Lauren screams out a bit louder, trying to use her hands to break free. Polly doesn’t allow her to complete the feat though, now tightly gripping Lauren’s hands.Lauren: “Let go of me BITCH!â€Polly: “I’m sorry Kelly. I know you’re being reasonable, but your sister, she just LOST!â€Polly indeed lets Lauren go, by dropping her down to the floor with her patented Polly Pop. Lauren’s forehead spikes the floor bad enough for a trickle of blood to come on out of her forehead. As soon as Polly sees it she moans and then licks her left hand before reaching down and slapping Lauren’s right cheek. Kelly looks squeamish. Polly looks to her and Kelly motions for the now grinning and in-ecstasy Polly to just go.Polly: “I’m glad we could work this out. So um Kelly, how do I get out of here?â€Kelly: “Go to the left, go all the way down the hallway and you will see the stairs to go up.â€Polly: “Thank you. At least tonight you didn’t lose. It’s just that you didn’t win either.â€Polly giggles a little before taking her leave, following the path that the “good†sister†told her to take. It leads her back up into the night, where Polly continues to walk right back to the campus of St. John’s University, which is just up the road.Sunday, May 8, 2017
New York City, New York
St. Thomas More Church~And now it’s Sunday. I am not Catholic like most of those here are, but that does not mean that I don’t believe in God. Anyone should be welcome in any house of worship, which is why I am here today. I know so many already have bowed to me in worship inside the wrestling ring, and so many others will in the future, but this is the one day of the week that isn’t about me. To me this is the day of the week to give thanks to God, for allowing me to be here. As far as I go, I am extra thankful, because I have the best dad in the entire world! My mom isn’t bad either, and I’m sure if she wasn’t so busy with her job that keeps her away from home, she’d be just as great as my dad.
I think of the both of them and how happy they are as I stand here in the pew I’m in, taking in the sights and sounds of the Sunday morning service. I’m sure not many others in Sin City Wrestling would take the time to be in the spot that I’m in. They only all care about themselves and their petty matters. I’m here to save the world, and even though games can’t be played in church, after the service is over, I’ll be back out there doing what I do best. Melody Grace and Crystal Millar will see that I’m for real, that I can defend myself, and that I more than deserve to be on top. I may not be as vocal as either of them, but I definitely prove my points. My words and my actions always resonate, and nobody ever forgets a single one of them.
But for now, quiet, let me pray…~Friday, May 12, 2017
New York City, New York
Carnesecca ArenaWearing her ring gear, and wearing the SCW World Bombshell Championship around her waist, Polly is currently walking down one of the staircases of the Carnesecca Arena. She descends in her normal playful manner, all the way down to the floor. She only comes to a stop when she is standing direct center in the bowl of the arena. Already set up nearby is a camera. Polly takes a quick look around the arena and nods her head repeatedly before paying full attention to the camera.Polly: “This Sunday I can’t wait to descend down the ramp and get into the ring, which will be right here, right where I am at this very moment. My two opponents clearly don’t think that I’m ready. They think that they’re both legions above me, just because they have more history here in Sin City Wrestling than I do. But look at me. I’m not the little girl that you both perceive me to be. Sure I may look like one on the outside, but that’s the beauty of it. You don’t see me coming! You just think that I’m small, and weak, and have no chance at all to measure up against the supposed best Bombshells that Sin City Wrestling has. Yet here I am, and even though Melody Grace clearly wasn’t up to snuff when I took the World Bombshell Championship from her, I could tell that night that I was definitely of main event level. I’ve been watching, I’ve been learning, and I belong EXACTLY where I am right now. I’m not going around questioning myself, nor am I going around begging for an opportunity to get something back just after being away for a period of time. Questioning one’s self is just bad. Begging on one’s knees is far worse. Funny, but far worse.â€Polly smiles, but it’s one of her trademark mischievous ones. She then moves the pointer and middle fingers of her left hand to her left cheek, giving off a thinking look before she continues.Polly: “Hmm, in my time on stages I have gotten to see that. Every single time it’s made me laugh, because I’ve been the cause. It’s always been contestants of my dad’s telling me “Please no!†or “Make it stop!†or “Don’t do anything to me just because I got that wrong!†To be blunt, it’s arousing to know that I can inflict so much emotional damage onto someone. Trust me, I want to do it to some already in Sin City Wrestling, especially Mikah, as she really and truly does deserve it.â€
“Anyways, since you’re the one that was begging in this instance Crystal, I’ll do everything I have to do so you are the one down on your knees at Into The Void, just begging for this undeserved chance of yours to be over. You will be begging me to just simply pin you, but I won’t make it that easy. You spoke a lot of stuff about me that just isn’t true, but instead just your opinion. Having an opinion isn’t necessarily a bad thing Crystal, but you should watch your step and choose your words wisely when addressing me, because I have all the tools that will make you want to GO AWAY… and this time, for good. It’s just that I haven’t had the time to show them all yet.â€
“Crystal, it’s almost like you don’t realize that I’m in my first year of professional wrestling competition. Within that year I have been successful because I have earned my keep, every… single… time. The first one to realize her mistakes was Amy Marshall, then it continued with her other Best Hair Friends, Jessie Salco and Kate Steele. While it’s true that Mikah won against me, you are conveniently leaving out the fact that she tried to end my life with a pair of brass knuckles! You don’t see me needing a weapon like that. You don’t see desperation coming out of me. Why is that? It’s because I don’t need to be desperate. I’m young and yes, I AM good at what I do in that ring, despite what you had to say to me. If I wasn’t good, I wouldn’t have become the Bombshell Internet Champion nor would I currently be the World Bombshell Champion. If I wasn’t good, my name wouldn’t have gotten all the notoriety that it already has, and will continue to gain for that matter. I’ve earned everything I’ve gotten Crystal, yet you don’t even want to earn your way to getting a World Bombshell Championship match the hard way. You just wanted this chance gift-wrapped for you, without getting your hands dirty! And before you even speak about me not getting my hands dirty, I’ve competed inside a Hell In A Cell, AS A ROOKIE! No Bombshell here in Sin City Wrestling can say that! And not to mention I came out the other side as the decisive victor, as in, it wasn’t even close!!! I came, I entered, I played, and I destroyed Amy in that cell. Keep it up and I’ll make sure that the same fate befalls YOU!â€
“Trust me when I say this. You should at least try to get on my good side, because honestly, and I’m being truthful on this, I DO somewhat look up to you. But not when you’re just going to throw mud in my face. There is a reason for why there was no “Crystal Millar†in the ring at the beginning of Climax Control back in Boston. It’s not because I was forgetting you. It’s because up until right now I have had no issue with you, minus the fact that you bought your way into the Bombshell main event this Sunday night. If you do happen to win, that weight is only on your shoulders anyway, knowing for a fact that you didn’t take the long and hard road to earn back what was once yours, before you stepped away after losing it to Melody.â€She pauses, but it’s a very brief pause, just long enough for her to catch a breath of fresh air.Polly: “When I finally do lose this World Bombshell Championship, which won’t be at Into The Void by the way, I’m going to have fun working my way back up to the top of the mountain. That’s just something that I excel at. I don’t want to just whine my way to a championship match within a couple of matches after losing it. I’d want to have at least 5 matches before even being considered to be in the running for the World Bombshell Championship, because I love the challenges of playing brand new games, against those whom I’ve had yet to face and humiliate. Besides, should either you or Melody get lucky in two nights time, I already know the game I want to play next. Let’s just say Mikah is going to end up eating more than just a slice of humble pie. She will be eating every single one in the pie shop! Of course then again, this Sunday Crystal, you’ll be doing quite the same. You know, that is if you want to keep talking up a storm once you, Melody, and most importantly ME are all loaded into the ring.â€
“It’s Sunday night where what comes from your chops won’t matter. Both you and Melody are going to need to dig far deeper than that if you want to knock me off my perch. Newsflash though, playtime won’t end this Sunday. When the crowd has all gone home and we’ve all been tucked into bed that night, we will all wake up Monday morning with me as STILL our SCW World Bombshell Champion. As the Champion I will continue to save this world that so desperately needs saving. And even when I finally do lose this, I won’t turn into you Crystal and leave for a little while, nor will I turn into you Melody and begin questioning myself. Instead I’ll stay RIGHT HERE and get my way back to where I now am.
“Those are things that neither of you, nor anyone else, can stop me from doing. At Into The Void ladies? GAME ON! Even though you’ve both already lost.â€It’s clear that she’s said all that she wants to say as she walks back up the same staircase she came down. Just like it’s clear that she’ll keep on playing, long after Into The Void comes to a close.
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« on: May 06, 2017, 11:43:16 PM »
~Quite simply put, I am one girl that you will never ever forget. Not a soul except for me and my parents thought I’d make it as far as I have. Yet here I stand, standing out, the furthest I have ever been from home, right out on the East Coast, almost at the tip of the Atlantic Ocean. I’m not JUST Sin City Wrestling’s World Bombshell Champion. Oh no. I’m more than that,. I’m MUCH more than that. I’m a young lady that’s capable of saving the world, one game at a time.
Now, do I understand that life can’t always be a game? Oh of course I do. But that’s just being a Negative Nancy. I’m Positive Polly. When you turn negative, you turn into those like Melody and Mikah. In Melody’s case, she just gets sad and just hopes it will all go away, so both her and her hubby can be happy once again. When it comes to someone like Mikah, she just runs for the storm cellar, not wanting to have to face someone like me, knowing she got away with murder the last time around.
That’s their problem though, not mine. Going forward, I’m going to deliver on the promise I made. I will be the most interesting World Bombshell Champion this world has ever known. Heck I’ll be THE most interesting Champion this world has ever had and ever will have. Tonight was only just the beginning. Then again, this is my first year in professional wrestling, so overall you are only all just beginning to see what this playful young lady has to offer. The best part is none of you have a choice but to look and see. For the guys, I know they wish they could have me on their arm. For the girls, I can see the green monsters you have already become.
So keep using those eyes. Because in under two weeks, my championship reign won’t be entering the void this quick. My time on top has only just dawned. And with it comes stormy skies for those who believe they should be in my place. They will all find out that they will have to do more than what they are capable of. Melody and Crystal, they don’t have what it takes. When we get to the middle of May, those who are watching will see it with their own eyes. Game on …~Sunday, April 30, 2017
Boston, Massachusetts
Matthews Arena~Upon hearing that Mark Ward had inserted Crystal Millar into the World Bombshell Championship match at Into The Void, I am actually not upset at all. He’s clearly just as confident as I am that I’m going to remain the champion by taking care of business. Besides, I’m not one to cry. Mikah has learned that already. Everyone has seen that I just come back stronger and ready to turn it up that one more necessary notch. Oh believe you me, I’m ready for this. I’m ready to get to New York City for the first time in my life and defend the SCW World Bombshell Championship, also for the first time in my life.~Polly, with the SCW World Bombshell Championship strapped around her waist, is caught exiting the locker room assigned to her by a couple members of the Sin City Wrestling interview team. She just shakes her head violently before pushing out her hands, silently telling them to part the seas, meaning she has better things to do. However as she turns the next corner, she is completely stopped by Pussy Willow, the head reporter. Each time Polly takes a step to get around her, Pussy takes the same step, to the point where Polly just stands up for herself and allows herself to be heard, by anyone that is in earshot.Polly: “Okay look, I know you want to feel all important and everything, but you’re not. I am now THE top female here, and from what I know, I have Mark’s stamp of approval. I don’t feel like talking right now. Got it?â€Pussy: “I’m one around here that you can’t and won’t talk to like that. I can’t believe the nerve that you have Polly Pocket. There are several of us here that could just knock you out with a single fist. Pre-warning, watch your step.â€Polly: “Yeah, that’s what I thought Amy Marshall was supposed to accomplish. Yawn. Yet here I am. Pussy, that’s all you’re getting from me. You’ll see that I mean business at Into The Void. Bye.â€Pussy goes to block the Champion’s way again, but this time Polly uses a stutter step and is able to get her way around the head reporter. Polly smirks and successfully continues on her way out of the Matthews Arena. It is outside in the parking lot where she can see two girls crying. As she comes closer to them, she beams, noticing it is the same two that shared the ring with her right near the top of the show, just a couple of hours ago. Yet it definitely still stings them. Polly does her best to hold in her chuckles, but just can’t help herself. The two girls look up, and the one crying a bit less than another actually immediately goes off on Polly.Lauren: “You find this funny?â€Polly: “It’s HILARIOUS! Grown girls crying. Think about it though. It’s better that I humiliated the both of you tonight, instead of you getting embarrassed in a much worse situation. I did you two a favor tonight.â€Lauren: “Well, remember my name and hers. I’m Lauren, she’s Kelly, and we are two that are going to do what we can to humiliate YOU!â€Polly: “Oh come on. No need to be hasty. You two aren’t capable of pulling off such an impossible feat. Heck, neither of you could even dominate the other in that ring tonight. I gave both of you a chance to prove yourselves, and you both blew it! You both LOST!â€That definitely rings out, especially for Kelly, as she cries even heavier. Lauren shoves Kelly in the shoulder a little bit and tells her to snap out of it and stop crying.Lauren: “You messed with the wrong sisters!â€Polly: “From the looks of her, I don’t think so. But I tell you what. I COULD offer you both a job that you both might enjoy, humiliating others, instead of the both of you getting humiliated yourselves…â€Polly shows off by winking her left green eye before she points her hands down to the World Bombshell Championship belt. Lauren grunts and suddenly goes to take a shot at Polly with her right fist, but Polly ducks and gets out of the way.Polly: “Not the right choice. I’m sure we’ll see one another again, being you’re already obsessed with me and jealous that you can’t be me or beat me. I won’t ever again make the kind gesture that I just made tonight. Anyways, tend to your sister. I think she’s scarred for life, which to me is PERFECT!â€Polly mockingly blows a kiss to the two new sworn enemies she has collected tonight in Boston. She then heads off to the parking lot to the car that she has rented for the time being, a car that she will drop off once she drives her way down the Interstate and into New York City.Polly: “Oh what a night! I love nights like these!â€With the keys she unlocks the car and puts herself in the driver’s seat. For tonight she only drives down the way and back to the hotel. It is tomorrow that she will head down to the Big Apple, the bright lights, the tall buildings, and most importantly down to the site where Into The Void will take place. It is on the campus of Saint John’s University where Polly will get to really enforce that she is where she belongs, as our World Bombshell Champion.Tuesday, May 2, 2017
New York City, New York
Gershwin TheatreShe has only been in New York City for just over a day, but already Polly has taken in quite a few sites. Though she knows that she really does need to get down to business, sooner rather than later. Polly knows that the challenges will never stop, but she doesn’t mind it. In fact she really seems to be embracing it. She loves the spotlight, and being that she is right now on the stage of one of the most famous theaters in the Big Apple, it’s really showing. Right now it’s not even her evil green eyes that are shining, but instead the rest of her. On her right ear it is easy to see that she’s wearing one of those actors’ ear buds that masquerade as a microphone. Tonight she is going to get to watch a Broadway play, for obviously the first time in her life. But for her, right now, it’s her time to shine, and hers alone. She’s ready to make the most of it, even just from her first few words.Polly: “This is the big time. Honestly I never thought I’d ever get to stand on a grand stage such as this one. Not many get to do this, and today, right now, I get that chance. I’m broadcasting to the world from the Gershwin Theater, and tonight I’m going to get to see my favorite play ever, LIVE for the very first time. That of course is WICKED.â€Polly’s green eyes tell the story as she looks out amongst the empty seats, one of which will be occupied by her, that being a balcony seat so she’ll have a superior view, a view that only a champion deserves to have.Polly: “It describes me to a tee, and I’m not afraid to admit it. Some just hide it, trying their best to be innocent, just to gain the love from the fans. I have no interest in doing such a thing, as if I did, I truly would be what the Mean Girls always call the other bombshells, and that’s basic. This is why I’m so many steps above the Mean Girls though. I’ve already proven it and more than once. I have earned my place already as your World Bombshell Champion, and at Into The Void just under two weeks time, I am going to keep it!â€She pauses, but only briefly.Polly: “So now that I have everybody’s full and undivided attention, and now that nobody thinks I’m a weakling, you know, being I’m not, it’s time to begin addressing the matters at hand, those being Melody Grace and Crystal Millar. As far as Melody goes, it’s really quite simple, she doesn’t want to let down J2H. To me that’s a silly reason to want to be a champion of any kind. I mean examine this. Melody just wants to be our World Bombshell Champion just to impress others. To me that’s not enough. The reason why I worked extra hard in order to win the World Bombshell Championship was because I saw that it wasn’t just the Internet that needed saving, but instead the entire WORLD. A good way to save it is by having fun, not acting serious all the time. Nothing good comes of that as when each time you lose, you’ll just fall deeper and deeper into despair. Trust me, even though I’m a rookie here in Sin City Wrestling, I’ve seen it up close and personal. I’ve watched with my own eyes as everyday people drive themselves bat crazy when they don’t get their way. I will never EVER be like one of those Joe Schmoes.â€
“I’ve already proven that. I wasn’t happy about coming up short in round 1 of the Blast From The Past tournament, but I’m at peace with it, especially since I left Kris Halc a token of my appreciation. Hopefully he’ll take it and move on and become what I know he can be. I have moved on, and at Into The Void I will successfully defend the championship I won off of you, Melody.â€
“Now I know, you’ll say that you weren’t at your best that night, and that I caught you off-guard, or that you weren’t ready, or something like that, just to make an excuse. Really Melody there is no reason to go making excuses. I have that effect on some people. You DEFINITELY weren’t ready to face someone like me. You weren’t at your best, because I was one step beyond MY best! You didn’t stand a chance at beating me and keeping the World Bombshell Championship. Just like right here in New York City you don’t stand a chance at taking it back from me. After May 14th, you will be the next one to slip down the ranks, back to around where Amy Marshall will be for the rest of her wrestling career.â€
“One positive about it though, as you should be putting a positive spin on things Little Miss Sunshine. You do have J2H to go blubber to, so you can both blubber about me being the World Bombshell Champion together. Both of you will see what Mark Ward sees, that it’s a very good thing that I’m the SCW World Bombshell Champion. With ones like you Melody, and ones with Mikah, your breed just likes to win championships and go hiding in a bomb shelter, just hoping and praying that you’ll never have to defend those championships against a viable threat. I’ve already showed that I am MORE than just a threat. I’m THE threat! I’m THE threat that is going to stay the SCW World Bombshell Champion for as long as I choose to be such. Now if either you Melody, or Crystal, wants to go ahead and pull a Mikah and use weaponry when the referee isn’t looking? I’ll be ready for it this time! Even if my back is turned and it’s the way that I lose the championship though, I’ll just gain it back!â€
“Melody, I hope you understand it. The entire world NEEDS me to be our top-of-grade Bombshell Champion. It’s already bad enough that Mikah patrols the Internet from a safe distance, so I’m not about to go letting you once again lay mostly dormant as our World Bombshell Champion. I won’t let that moment occur, as if it actually did, it would be a dark day for Sin City Wrestling. It’s best that the rains I bring continue to pour down and rain on the parade that you so desperately want Melody.â€Polly walks across the stage, well, pretty much struts across the stage, first heading to stage left, and then to stage right. She looks to be collecting her thoughts as she holds her hands together in front of her. It’s when she walks down to center stage that she continues, now switching gears to her other scheduled opponent.Polly: “Desperation. It defines you too Crystal. I knew this day would come. I knew from the moment you came back just clamoring and downright begging Mark, Christian and the rest of the world, that you’d get a shot at the World Bombshell Championship. I bet the whole world thought it would be against just Melody though, and that I wouldn’t even be in the picture. Well Crystal, here I am!â€
“To start off with, I’m happy that you’re included in our main event match at Into The Void. I’m happy because it must have been SOOO humiliating for you, having to beg like a puppy dog, just to get onto the grand stage, instead of actually earning it. Yeah, you were the World Bombshell Champion before Melody took it from you, but being you took time off, that doesn’t mean that you’re just entitled to a championship match the second you return. You should have to fight to get to it, just like I fought to get to championship glory after I successfully recovered from that piledriver that Amy Marshall tried to put me out with.â€
“Look, I’m an evil little witch Crystal, but when it comes to getting chances to be on top, that’s something to me that isn’t to be messed with. I’m proud to be where I am and I’m not about to lose it to someone that’s just coming back into the fold and someone that’s already shown that she quite simply can’t handle the trials and tribulations of being a champion, and you know, actually successfully defending her belt against a ready, willing, and able challenger. BOTH you and Melody have shown that you can’t handle being on top. I’m different from the two of you because I had the Bombshell Internet Championship stolen from me in an illegal manner. And damn it, I’m not allowing that to happen to me again! If that’s the route that you Crystal are intending to take, unfortunately, yes then, yes I’ve faced someone like you before. Now if you’re going to be the Crystal Millar that you’re looking to be at Into The Void, maybe you’re telling the truth. Maybe I haven’t faced someone like you before. But it won’t matter. It’s not going to matter what side of Crystal Millar shows up at the campus of St. John’s in a little under two weeks. I am very good at feeling my opponents out and then striking when it’s the best time to do so. It’s one of the top reasons for why I’m the champion and you’re one of my challengers.â€
“I’m not making a mistake about it. You’re talented and so is Melody Grace. I don’t see either of you as nothing. You’re both something as you’re both former World Bombshell Champions. But now you’re both about to play in MY playpen. On the 14th we are on a REALLY big stage, on a stage where both of you will fall to your knees, both losing this game that I will be hosting. I’ve learned much over the past 9 months or so, and it’s all going to show right here in the Big Apple. An Apple that I’m going to make sure is poisoned and then fed to the both of you.â€Polly lets out a loud chuckle before cackling loudly like a witch does. It takes her a while to stop, but she finally does do so. She uses her hands to straighten up her blonde locks some before moving on.Polly: “That’s MY style Crystal and Melody. I’m all about game time. If neither of you knows that by now, you’ve obviously been living under a rock. I’m sure neither of you does that, but just in case if you do, it’s time for you to crawl out from under there and get ready to truly play, to the best of your abilities. Even still, it just won’t be enough. I’ll be the one enjoying the sweet taste of a championship-defending victory, while the two of you will repetitively hear the words YOU LOST over and over again. It will sting and it will sting bad. But it is what it is. And while the two of you begin the long road to recovery, one scratch at a time, I will continue to save our World, one fun, amazing, INTERESTING game at a time!â€Polly looks out amongst the seats as if they’re full. She blows a kiss straight out before slowly walking off the stage to the backstage area to return the apparatus she had borrowed for the occasion.
However it’s very obvious and very clear that this won’t be the last stage she’ll ever be on. It just seems like she’ll always be in the spotlight, just as she has been for almost a full year now. With the way Polly’s been though it seems like so much more than that. At Into The Void she is entering as the SCW World Bombshell Champion, and still a rookie, but she will exit as not just a rookie World Bombshell Champion, but a champion that has successfully defended against the last two World Bombshell Champions that Sin City Wrestling has had. No one will be able to deny the facts. No one will be able to deny that Polly Playtime is here and ready to play as the top Bombshell for as long as she wants. Based on what she’s had to say, that will be for a very long time.Friday, May 6, 2017
New York City, New York
University of St. John’s Quad~These last few days here in New York City have definitely been different. Tonight though it’s back to work for me, as there is much training to do. Next Sunday isn’t going to be like facing Amy Marshall or taking on Kate Steele or Jessie Salco, or an unprepared Melody Grace. Oh Into The Void will be fun and games, but I want to be ready to play the game the best that I’m able to play it. I am going to make sure that they both lose and are sent to the bottom of the pile and-~And then from out of the shadows the SCW World Bombshell Champion is blindsided by two figures. Yet Polly, she gets right back up and defends herself, that is until one of the figures grabs a hold of her hands and yanks them backwards from behind. That leaves the other figure free to spray a substance, landing on its mark. Polly immediately looks to be getting extremely drowsy, and she’s out like a light in very little time. Again it’s abundantly clear that jealously has gotten to a couple, clear that two more don’t want to put up with Polly’s games anymore. Knowing Polly though, when she comes to, even if she’s restrained, it’s two more poor souls that will end up hearing the words YOU LOST…
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« on: April 21, 2017, 11:33:50 PM »
~None of you associated with Sin City Wrestling have heard from me in almost two weeks time. Not a single one of you. However I don’t owe anyone an explanation. Nor do I owe Kris Halc an apology for what went down in the Blast From The Past tournament. There will always be other opportunities, and nobody’s perfect.~
~But since he wants to spout off at the mouth about me while he’s behind a computer screen online, he will want to watch his step as he is playing a dangerous game. I don’t mind what he says, because in the end, if he continues on this route, he will lose. It will be a loss that will really sting too. Let’s just say he’ll be anything but PURE, and it sure as heck won’t be a “pure accident†when I kick him right where it counts!~
~I won’t let him be a distraction though, as in the end, he’s not worth it. No guy that I’ve come in contact with has ended up being worth it. They are all the same. They hurt you in the end. And I, Polly Playtime, am not a sucker. What I truly am is a WINNER. The last two times I’ve been in that ring won’t happen often, and better yet, they don’t define me.~
~As for Melody Grace, she is about to find that out…~Wednesday, April 12, 2017
Salt Lake City, Utah
Salt Palace Convention Center ~To be honest, I wish I was here under better circumstances. This place is almost as beautiful as I am, but I can’t fully take it in because I have several pieces of business on my agenda that really need to be taken care of today, before things get out of control. Already too much about losses has made it to my ears. Today, it gets rectified. The public will realize that I mean business and that I am not a name that is to be dragged in the mud. They need to understand that I will always be above them, even when I do happen to somehow… sigh… lose.~
~That said I’m walking with a purpose right to the heart of the Convention Center, where I have set up my own press conference, to make sure the world understands all. If there are questions, they will be fielded as they should, and ignored as they should be ignored if necessary.~And walk with purpose she does as Polly Pingotti stomps right into the bowl of the Convention Center and stomps right up to the podium, tapping on the microphone before pulling it out of its stand. Seeing that the tapping has annoyed some of the press, she looks at the microphone with evil intentions before on purpose tapping on it again repeatedly and hard so the sound resonates.
As soon as she tires of this she gets right down to work, clearly not wanting to be here for such a purpose.Polly: “GOOD! I got your attention! Look, I’m going to make this as brief as possible. Not because all of you have busy lives, but because I lead the most important life of them all! Putting it out their bluntly, I’ve heard all the words tossed out about me, especially from my Blast From The Past tag team partner Kris Halc, who now thinks I’m just a lackluster wrestler. I’m far from that. I don’t like losing either, but nobody is going to have an “and 0†after the number of wins they have in their wrestling career. NOBODY! Kris himself doesn’t have that, and just because he wants to deem himself as “Pure†doesn’t mean that he’s such a thing. Why, he probably doesn’t even know the meaning of the word.â€A few hands in the media group that have gathered go up, but Polly dismisses those by not even acknowledging them.Polly: “A word of advice to him, even though I’m younger than him, be who you are. Don’t even try being something you’re not because you’re just dooming yourself to failure. And what’s worse, you’re trying to drag me down with you. That Kris is just NOT acceptable, and if you continue to do it, I’m going to kick you right in the balls when I next get the chance to do so! You WILL lose! So hopefully this will be case closed on your issue with me.†“Polly! Polly! Polly!â€All of the media clamors, clearly all wanting to throw questions her way, all at once.Polly: “Ugh. Save it until I’m finished. This is all really important. The world needs to know that I am a top grade talent that just has a few losses due to injustices and one loss that just happened. I am going to turn it around, immediately!†“Polly! Polly! Polly!â€Now she’s just getting irritated by them.Polly: “So “Save it until I’m finished†means nothing to all of you?! What the HECK?!?! Cool it, stand there, and listen to ME!â€As she screams this, she does get a lot of color into her cheeks. They all suddenly just stop and just stare at her, not a single media member taking their eyes off of her. Seeing she now has the floor, she lets loose with a different business matter at hand.Polly: “Speaking of turning it around, eventually Mikah is going to get hers. She made a MISTAKE by using that weapon. That thing could have made me permanently blind if she had put it right in my eyes. It could have busted open my head. It could have KILLED ME! Yet there are people out there, a lot of you I bet, that just brush that aside, and pretend like it didn’t happen, just because she won the match. By winning due to that means she is doing NOTHING but demeaning the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Internet Championship, just by having it in her possession! She’s killing the value of it every single second she holds it. Again, that’s not my fault. I was doing a lot of good things with that championship, but she is so obsessed about herself and trying to get the rest of us Bombshells to strike, that she KNEW she had to go for it. Mikah is just desperate. She’s not a bitch, she’s not a queen of anything, and she isn’t even mean. She’s just desperate, which in all honesty, it makes her a LOSER! I don’t care that she holds that championship right now, because she won’t be holding it for anywhere close to nine months! I already showed her that I’m not going to be like the Bombshells of the past. I’m not going to walk out. I WILL be here for as long as I WANT to be here!â€
“So, with the truth all out, any questions?â€No hands are up now, but a few begin to slowly raise their hands. Polly shakes her head.Polly: “None of you deserve the honor or the pleasure. Bye.â€Polly purposely drops the microphone on the ground by the podium and stomps right back out, all by her lonesome, clearly feeling that she’s taken a huge load off of her shoulders, and has definitely given the media plenty to talk about.
After leaving the main part of the Convention Center, Polly rounds a corner and pulls out her iPhone. It is now that she looks at her messages. One has come in from Mr. Brown’s modeling agency out in San Bernardino. Polly holds onto the message for now, but moves on to the second one… which is from her dad. After listening to it she dials his number and waits for him to answer. Her face calms itself and lights up, meaning she must have just reached him. This is confirmed.Polly: “Hey dad. I just wanted to call you to let you know something.â€Mr. Pingotti: “What is that pumpkin?â€Polly: “Even though I’ve taken a few tough… gulp… losses, you know how much I hate that word dad.â€Mr. Pingotti: “I know. How are you holding up?â€Polly: “Oh don’t worry about me. I’m fine. It’s been a learning experience and I’m learning from it. But that’s not why I called. I was calling to let you know that you’ve taught me some other great things, like standing up for myself. I just told the media off!â€Mr. Pingotti: “Good for you. I wish I could have been there to see you do it.â€Polly: “Me too dad. I didn’t let them get a word in on me or against me. The air has been cleared and social media won’t be so abuzz about me taking it on the chin in a couple matches. Going forward they will get to see that I am going to change not just their world, but EVERYBODY’S world!â€Mr. Pingotti: “From the day you were born I knew you’d be doing that. I’m so proud of you pumpkin. Now when you’re next out there with the lights on bright, KILL THEM! Make it rain until all of your doubters out there drown. They will remember you. It’s what my daughter deserves.â€Polly: “Thanks dad! I’m soooo glad I called you! You mean everything to me. I won’t let you down, no matter how long it takes!â€Mr. Pingotti: “That’s my girl.â€Polly continues conversing with her dad and moves her feet at the same time, walking back out of the Convention Center and back out into the very cool Salt Lake City air, having conducted her media business swiftly, and in a way that she will always be remembered. Friday, April 21, 2017
Washington D.C.
American University~My last two weeks have been extremely busy. For part of it I was doing damage control, even though both times I’ve been on the short end of the stick were due to actions that were out of my control. Sometimes it will be like that. I understand that, as I’m not naïve as a lot of you out there think. There will be shinier days for playing, and in two days time, one of those days is coming.~
~For the other parts of the last two weeks, it’s just stuff I needed to take care of. None of anybody’s business but mine!~
~As for this evening, I am already feeling in a playful mood, especially after having taken all the monkeys off my back, sending them instead to go try and roost elsewhere, where they belong. Since I want to play, I’m in the perfect outfit to do just that. No you perverts, I am clothed, even if it’s just a little bit with my bright as the sun yellow string bikini.~
~Yeah, it’s not the warmest out, but whatever. If I’m going to be away from home, all the way out here on the East Coast, I want to bring home to here, and playing games just puts me at my most comfortable.~
~Soooo…~
~I’m out of the hotel now and just walking down the street in aforementioned bikini and a pair of open-toed sandals. I bet everybody thinks I’m crazy, but I don’t care. I’m just proving a point, and it’s best to prove it on the campus of American University, alongside guys and girls that are of my age group. As I’m heading there, I may as well make my point clear to Melody Grace, which is that this is going to be a weekend of fun. Sunday is the ultimate game. The grand prize is of course the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship, which NO ONE is going to stop me from taking!~As Polly continues on down the sidewalk, she can see that she’s still about five or six blocks away from the campus. She walks with confidence though as she pulls out her iPad and flips it open. It’s not long before she is recording herself walking down the street, her skin mostly exposed to the elements.Polly: “Hey. To all you guys out there, I know you’d love to be walking next to me at this very second, so you could accidentally rub up against me. But too bad, you’re not here. Heck, Kris Halc could be here, but he blew his opportunity. He chose to be a little rat, one that will be squashed when I choose for him to be squashed. The only thing that’s PURE about him is that he’s a Pure Accident. That’s his parents’ problem though, not mine. In earnest, I don’t really have any problems. The thing I have right now is the solution.â€
“As your Bombshell Internet Champion, I was successful in making the internet safer from parasites and self-absorbed girls by pushing websites to clean up their act. As their Champion, they listened to me, one website at a time. It’s not enough mind you, but let’s face the facts, all of you out there need more than the Internet to just be cleaned up. You don’t need JUST the Internet to be a fun, safe place. You all need the WORLD to be just that. With Melody Grace as your World Bombshell Champion, that’s just not going to happen. Melody just wants you to think that with her as your champion that everything is just sunshine, rainbows and daisies. However it’s not and can’t always be like that. There will always be clouds, rain, and storms around. Even when the weather isn’t her brand of perfect though, it doesn’t mean that you can’t have fun! Heck right now it’s kinda chilly out here, but I’m not letting it stop me from going to have a good time.â€Polly adjusts her iPad some, holding it out as far as she can in front of her, so it shows off fully that she’s in just a skimpy bikini and sandals. She keeps walking like this, picking up from where she left off.Polly: “As the world’s SCW World Bombshell Champion, everyone will stand up and take notice that times in Sin City Wrestling have indeed changed. It’s a new era and it doesn’t always have to be sunny side up. I know that you Melody don’t want to embrace change, but this Sunday at Climax Control, you and everybody else aren’t going to have a say in the matter. I told you after the last time we faced off that you were able to avoid me for the one second that you needed, that you lucked out to avoid what should have been your fate that night, and that it wouldn’t happen again. This Sunday night that moment that you are hoping for will never arrive. You won’t be getting that one second of opportunity to turn the tables to make your little sun shine bright. Besides, it’s FAR more fun to play in the rain!â€Almost as if the skies heard her, some raindrops begin to fall. As the first few hit her, we can hear her.Polly: “Mmmm, refreshing, that’s for sure. Just like I’m sure you felt refreshed when you were able to finally win the World Bombshell Championship Melody. The problem is this reign of yours is already stale. Everyone when they want to be champion or when they finally become champion always promises so much, yet they deliver nothing or so very little it may as well be nothing. You have said it loud and proud that you want to be a fighting champion, yet I defended the Bombshell Internet Championship five times in three months, while you are nowhere even close to defending the World Bombshell Championship that many times. Lo and behold, look where we are, three months after you FINALLY getting to the top of the bombshell mountain, after how many years of trying? And then there’s me. I get the crap end of the stick because Mikah wants to use a weapon that could have killed me! Using weapons like brass knuckles just isn’t fun, so I hope you don’t go her route Melody. I hope you don’t take the cheap way out, because if you do, you will NEVER see your precious sunshine ever again!â€Even though the rain has picked up, Polly walks on, loud and proud, finishing her walk to the campus. The few that are still out and about on the campus gaze at her, especially the guys as they watch the water trickle down her mostly bare body. She doesn’t hide it though, all the way to the campus’s activity center. It’s once she’s inside here that she heads right to the pool, being able to easily sniff it out due to the chlorine. Once she has arrived to where she clearly wants to be, she sets up shop before continuing her words to the world.Polly: “Now then, before I have my fun for this evening Melody, I’m going to suggest that you do the same. Hug that precious World Bombshell Championship on these last couple of nights that you have it. Put little stickers of rainbows and sunbeams all over it if it makes you happy. Train hard, and focus on someone that matters besides J2H for a change, that being me of course. This Sunday night isn’t just playtime. This Sunday night isn’t just about me returning the favor against you for how you got lucky the last time we went tooth and nail. This Sunday it’s time for me to end your already forgettable reign as the World Bombshell Champion. Heck the only memorable thing you did with that championship was win it off of Crystal Millar, without even having to PIN Crystal.â€
“Seriously, what else HAVE you done as champion Melody? I’ve been FAR more talked about than you have or ever will be for that matter. While I was the Bombshell Internet Champion, you and the World Bombshell Championship just seemed to take a back seat. So this weekend, the whole world, including Mark and Christian, should consider what I’m going to do in the main event a rescue mission. I’m going to make sure that the entire world is talking about me once again and rightfully so also talking about the SCW World Bombshell Championship once again. Which for a certain brass-knuckle-wielding, undeserving Mikah means that she will STILL be taking a back seat to ME! Even though she has the Bombshell Internet Championship right now Melody, it’ll no longer matter. She can go ahead and hide behind closed doors, because while she’s doing that, I’ll be busy casting the dark clouds right above our heads this Sunday and making sure those clouds pour right down, each raindrop plopping right against your head, until I’m good and ready to drop you with the Polly Pop. That one will put your lights out and as the lightning crashes and the thunder roars, you will be pinned and you will have LOST all that you apparently worked so hard for to win. I will DEFINITELY be satisfied with the outcome as I’ll be holding up the SCW World Bombshell Championship. Everyone will see it, and more importantly Melody, everyone will see ME! And with that, playtime will never end. Not like you can put a stop to it anyways. If you were capable of pulling off such a feat, I would not be facing you with the World Bombshell Championship on the line. Heck, I wouldn’t even be wrestling anymore. I would no longer be here in Sin City Wrestling.â€
“Yet, here I am, getting ready to get to the summit, well within a year of my debut! I’m sure not many at all can say that when it comes to wrestling, Melody. Definitely not you, that’s for sure.â€Polly uses her left hand, running it through her blonde locks, in a way that makes her look really sexy and desirable, as if she wasn’t already.Polly: “But hey, at least you can say that you DID make it to the top, and say for at least one short time in your life that you weren’t a loser. Yay. Go you.â€Polly claps a fake excitable repetitive clap before continuing.Polly: “To me though and to your peers here in Sin City Wrestling, our perspectives will be different. Some here may not be able to see right through you Melody, but even though I’m a rookie in everyone’s eyes here, I can see what you’re all about. I can see what everybody’s about, and that’s all without even being on the top of the mountain where you currently are but soon won’t be, Melody. Pretty soon you’ll be playing an old favorite game show game of mine, Mountain Climber, all… over… again! And at the end of that game, you won’t reach the top. You will topple over a cliff that’s on that mountain while I watch, grinning as I should be! With you out of the way Melody, the world will be able to really embrace Playtime to its fullest capacity! It’s not a bad thing. It’s a very, very good thing, and it’ll all start right here in our Nation’s Capitol when I’m saying loud and proud YOU LOST while looking right down at you broken on the mat. It’s where both you and Mikah belong, along with all the rest of those that just don’t want to play.â€Her evil grin is back and her green eyes tell the story. She mouths out what look to be the words “Playtime is Sunday†before stopping the recording on her iPad. She sets it down just as a few guys walk into the pool area. All three of them stop when they see her, and that she’s still dripping a little bit from the rain water that she just walked in. None of them say a word though and immediately begin to get down to their swimming gear. From what Polly can see, all three of them look like they are on the college’s men’s swim team. So she sticks around and goes and sits in a chair to observe them. They all jump into the pool at the same time and all three head back across the pool, close to where Polly is now sitting. All three are quite quick but one beats out the other two by a couple of seconds. Polly acts like she’s impressed by clapping her hands. All three boys bob at this side of the pool, the winner using the pointer finger on his left hand to try to motion Polly over. Polly sees it but doesn’t budge an inch from her seat. Instead she just speaks out to them.Polly: “I won’t be coming over there. Sorry boys. I’m just visiting and none of you would ever mean a thing to me anyways.â€This is when the winner of the three gets bold, which is something not many have done with Polly in the picture.Jason: “Oh, so you’re a rebel. So am I. You shouldn’t be so sure about that by the way.â€Polly: “Oh trust me. I’m sure, uh… name?â€His two buddies are egging him on to respond, which he does, which he probably would have anyways, even without their help.Jason: “Jason. So what’s your game? Sorry, but me and my teammates here, we heard you from down the hall.â€Polly: “Oh did you now? Let’s just say you don’t want to go into those waters.â€Jason: “I definitely do. I don’t even know your name or anything about you, but I know I can beat you here in the pool. Take me on for one lap up the pool and one lap back.â€Polly laughs but still doesn’t get out of where she has her cute butt parked. The three guys huddle, but Polly breaks their little huddle with her own words.Polly: “The last time someone wanted to take me on, let’s just say he doesn’t want to ever see me again. Let’s just say he ended up with more than he bargained for… on his FACE! Get the picture boy?â€She licks her chops in only the way Polly Playtime can do. She leans forward in her chair, which does expose some of the cleavage she does have. The winner’s two comrades still want him to go for it, but Jason doesn’t look too sure.Jason: “Guys, she looks like trouble to me. Maybe it’s best we stay on her good side, leave her alone, and just practice for the meet we have tomorrow.â€Polly looks disappointed now, seeing that he is being smart. So… she entices him…Polly: “Me? I’m not trouble. I’ll race you in the pool, but there has to be something in it for me.â€One of Jason’s teammates just says that Jason will give her any one thing she wants if she beats him. Jason looks at his teammate with a disgusted look, but the two teammates will him on. He stares right at Polly and nods his head.Polly: “Well okay then. What do you want if you somehow get lucky enough to get to the finish line first? I’ll be a giving girl. I have been before. Give, give, give.â€His two teammates start chanting “Boobs! Boobs! Boobs!†right at Polly. Polly shakes her girls around inside the bikini top and just gives them a thumbs-up before finally disembarking from her seat and waltzing slowly over to the starting line. Jason gets out of the pool and walks over himself, dripping wet. One of his teammates gives them both the word to go and both Polly and Jason immediately dive into the pool. Very quickly we find out something new about Polly that probably so few know about. She can swim… FAST! At the far side of the pool she makes the turn with a two second lead on the top member of American University’s male swim team. He begins to tire out in the home stretch though and in the end she destroys him by what is close to ten seconds. Polly places her left hand on the edge of the pool and with her right hand just teasingly blows a kiss back towards the guy she just competed against, even before he can touch the edge of the pool himself.
Being he ends up right next to her, with both of them bobbing up and down in the water some, she just speaks to him, actually in a reassuring way, but still with a hint of evil in her.Polly: “You lost! But hey, don’t worry about it. Winning comes naturally to me. I don’t want anything from you. Consider it your lucky day, because it is the LAST lucky day that those that choose to oppose me are going to get. Nice meeting you Jason. Bye.â€Polly pulls herself up out of the pool with no assistance and then walks back to grab her belongings. All three guys are frozen in place, all just watching her as she picks up her stuff and leaves, definitely having left them scarred for life. And very soon, Melody Grace will join them, along with the rest of the world as they watch her take flight as the brand new SCW World Bombshell Champion, the Champion that will make it all mean not just "something", but instead, everything.
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« on: April 07, 2017, 11:16:33 PM »
BLAST FROM THE FUTURE(Round 1. FIGHT!)* * * * * * * * * *~I can’t believe it’s been almost a month, with no gold in my pocket. I’m not jealous though, not in the least. Hey, if Mikah wants to believe she’s won, she’s only kidding herself. In the end, I ALWAYS win. It doesn’t matter how long it takes me to get there. When I do get there though, it’s always memorable. Mikah’s just a champion for a transitional period and won’t do anything memorable with it. The signs are all there. Day by day as the Bombshell Internet Championship rots in her possession, I’m seeing more and more why all the bombshells were on strike back when she was the World Bombshell Champion… because she hardly ever defended it.~
~Standing in the background and then claiming you’re the reason for a strike of your peers just isn’t memorable to me. Trust me, when I have that championship back, it will be well sought after again. Only next time there will be no tournament. I will make it memorable by not just defending it, but doing something far more special with it than just saving the Internet one site at a time. Time will reveal all.~
~For now, it’s time for the Blast From The Past tournament. I’ve gotten to know some about my partner Kris Halc, which for this weekend means we already have at least one leg up on our competition. Right now though I have done something I never thought I’d do, give a guy the time of day and open up to him by telling him some things about me… without teasing him or making him “lose†to me. The whole time he gazed at me, but he was definitely paying attention. Heh, might be the most effort he’s put into anything away from the ring. Hopefully he can put that kind of an effort into our tournament run.~
~This Sunday will tell me if he can or he can’t. If he can’t, he’ll lose like all the others. If he can, maybe, just maybe he is capable of handling me. Simply put, he needs to prove himself worthy of having me as his tag team partner…Friday, April 7, 2017
Detroit, Michigan
Detroiter Bar~I made the big gesture. Me. This time around I have no evil intentions either. Since Kris has released a few things about himself to me, I figured it would be good to return the favor, so we come to an understanding. The more we know about each other, the more well-oiled of a machine we’ll be, and the better of a chance that we’ll have of winning the Blast From The Past tournament, thus securing exactly what we want, opportunities to both once again be champions.~
~I glance down at my watch and see that the big hand is almost to the 12, which will mean 8 o’clock. I haven’t had dinner yet and I’m hoping he hasn’t either. I’m hoping he won’t be late either. Trust me when I say that I don’t like it when people keep me waiting. I’m impatient, not petty. I tap my left foot on the floor, but as I turn around and look behind me, I find myself impressed actually, as I see him walking in the door of the bar. Putting my hand up and waving it in the air, he finds me.~Polly: “Wow, you’re on time.â€Kris: “Yes I am. I almost wasn’t as I had to get rid of someone for a bit. Don’t mind me though. I want to learn some about you tonight.â€Polly: “Well okay then. I put us on the list for a table. Just remember, this is NOT a date. Consider it a business meeting, a helpful one that will help you understand a little about who I am.â€Kris: “I’m not going to complain about that Polly.â€~He puts his hands up in innocence, keeping some distance between the two of us.~Polly: “Good. I may as well start now being it’ll be a few more minutes before we get a table probably. I’ll make it easy for you. I’ve become the way I am because of being teased one day back in elementary school. That day changed my life.â€Kris: “Wow. I just can’t see how anyone would tease you. I’ve seen what you can do. All of us around here have. No one has made fun of you once they saw the in-ring gifts that you have. Even though you lost the…â€~His voice fades out on those words. I give him a look, but he gets saved as at this exact moment we’re led to a free table. He is nice enough to pull the chair out for me and let me sit first. He tucks it in too and then goes and sits down across from me. I leave my long sleeve hooded sweatshirt on, that way this stays strictly business, with him not getting any sort of view. We are left a pair of menus, but we both don’t look at them right off the bat. I instead respond to his last thought.~Polly: “I will just ignore that “L†word. It doesn’t associate with me, got it Kris?â€Kris: “Yes, and it won’t be associated with US either.â€Polly: “I’m glad to hear it. Now then, I know this won’t be the same as tagging with Jason and all. It’ll be-â€Kris: “BETTER!â€~Wow. I know he and Jason just lost the World Tag Team Championships and all, but I didn’t think he’d be that blunt that he’d rather tag with me than his own flesh and blood. Though I don’t blame him. I can’t help it but to smile actually. It’s my evil smile, but still a smile, which gets him to smile as well.~Polly: “Now you’re talking. I guess it’s because you know that I’ll be there waiting in that corner for you to tag in, and that you can count on me to always be there. Trust me. Mikah won’t be a problem. Besides, if she comes in and uses her little brass knuckles on me again, we win, and that’s the LAST thing Mikah would want, so I’m sure she’ll stay far away. She should, if she knows what’s good for her.â€~He clams up at this moment in time, looks at me briefly, then looks down at the menu. I peruse mine and we both seem to quickly pick something that we’ll want.~Polly: “Are you okay with picking up the tab?â€Kris: “You were nice enough to entertain this little business meeting of ours, so yes. What else should I know about you? I don’t want to get on the bad side of the prettiest bombshell on the roster.â€Polly: “Hmm. You think I’m pretty? Join the club. Anyways, yes there is. Don’t be fooled by my childish-looking exterior. Too many have already made that mistake. Deep down, while I can be witch, I’m also passionate. I love my mom and dad, especially my dad. He’s taught me everything I know.â€Kris: “Well, he’s done a good job. Anything else I should know?â€~It’s nice that his attention span is fully on me, but I don’t want to divulge too much. I want to keep him guessing, just in case he lets me down. Because the moment he does, I’m going to kick him right in the crotch. This tournament means a lot to me, even though it’s the first ever tournament I’ve been involved in, ever.~Polly: “Don’t you worry about that. I’ll tell you when the time comes. I just hope that you’re ready for Sunday night. We’ve got two blasts from the past that I want to take down. I want to show everyone that we’re blasts from the future, and that the past should just remain there, the past.â€Kris: “That’s a bandwagon I’m happy to hop on. I promise. I won’t make any silly mistakes that will cost us the match. I’ll do my absolute best and be a better partner than Jason could ever be.â€Polly: “Do you mean that, or are you just saying that?â€Kris: “I mean it. We aren’t going to lose this Sunday night. We aren’t going to lose in this tournament at all.â€~For the first time in our conversation I look directly at him and he has his eyes on me. They look about as devilish as mine sometimes do. I return the same look to him, and we definitely right now look like two peas from the same pod. At least we have a mutual understanding of one another. This is going to help ensure that we don’t lose, so that way he won’t be the latest in the line of “LOSERS†that I’ve put behind me.~
~I keep my eyes on him, not blinking. He seems to be playing along with me, in a staring contest. Finally I get him to blink and I grin.~Polly: “Heh, that better be the LAST time you lose Kris.â€Kris: “Oh I’m motivated. I won’t lose around you AGAIN!â€~I hold my grin as a waitress has now come and grabbed our orders. After she goes away I look down at the table for a bit. When I look up, Kris Halc is still there. Hopefully at this Climax Control and throughout the rest of the Blast From The Past tournament, he will still be there in my corner, knowing full well that this is win at all costs. He understands. Now it is just all about eliminating every single team that ends up being unfortunate enough to cross our paths.~Friday, April 7, 2017
Detroit, Michigan
Hotel Courtyard~Normally one would think a little girl like me would be afraid of the dark and afraid of being outside alone, with no one standing by her side. The problem is I am just not the little girl that you perceive me to be. I’ll always have the “little girl†inside me, but I’ve grown up. I’m a young woman now and I know enough about our world. I know that sometimes life is going to hand you lemons.~
~Well, I fire back! I make sure my opponents taste sour grapes! That sour taste stays in their mouths forever too! With the Blast From The Past tournament now here, that means there are a whole bunch of new faces whom I’m never faced before. To me, whether they are veterans, hall-of-famers, or not-quite-there-yets, all of the bombshells involved in this are just victims to me. Losers if you will. None of them have no need to worry though. I don’t deem any of them as “nothingâ€. I’m not Mikah. I’m me. I’m the FUTURE of this Bombshell Division. Taking the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship and ruling the roost for just over three months was only just the beginning. This tournament is chapter two in a book that has so many blank pages left in it.~
~I walk further in the darkness until a lamppost overhead bathes me in its light. It’s here that I stop and pull out a notebook and my favorite pink pen, one that I have reloadable ink for. Normally I’m just one to scream out my thoughts to all of you out there. That’s not going to change. It’s just that this time what needs to be said and heard will scream out on the page!~First and foremost, I have learned what this tournament is all about. It’s about honoring two wrestling legends, one male and one female. Equality, and I like it. I like it even more that I was able to land Kris Halc as my tag team partner. Let’s just say over the last few weeks, the two of us have gotten to know one another a little bit. We’re a threat as we’re definitely both on the same wavelength. I don’t normally say this, but Kris is different from any other guy that has crossed my path before. Now do I trust him with my life? Absolutely not! However he does know what his job is when it comes to this tournament. Win. Don’t lose with me as your partner, and you’ll be golden.
To take the second step in our new partnership, we take on our first challenge, in the form of two multi-time former champions from Sin City Wrestling’s folklore, that being Brother Grimm and Misty, both of whom haven’t won a championship in over 3 years. Ring rust will no doubt be a factor on the both of them, but I’m not going to get pulled into that line of thinking. I don’t care if they have to both spend the entire match knocking off the rust. In fact, they just might get much time in this tournament at all.
I mean heck, from what I do know, Misty hates Brother Grimm. Implosion warning! Implosion warning! I can definitely see Misty walking out on her partner, considering what he’s done to her in the past. Should that happen, Kris and I will no doubt take it. It’ll be fun to watch all the drama unfold to be quite honest. Maybe I’ll just bring down the leftover cake from last week and just nosh on it as soon as Misty leaves. Kris can handle Brother Grimm. Besides, if he shows even a moment of weakness, I will help our team win in any way I possibly can. I’m not going to try and hide it either, unlike a certain blonde that is already not living up to her promise… The promise that she is supposedly more evil and cruel then I am.
This Sunday night though, this entire tournament in fact, does not revolve around said blonde. It revolves around #PrettyCity, that being Kris Halc and of course, ME, Polly Playtime. It is going to revolve around the two of us first knocking off two of Sin City Wrestling’s antiques, two that no doubt believe that they can just come back and win this tournament.
To that Brother Grimm and Misty, the landscape around here has changed. I know my partner and I just lost our championships at Blaze of Glory, but before that night, the fans of Sin City Wrestling and the rest of the world were bearing witness to the younger generation kicking butt and taking names! Very soon it will happen again, and you Misty, you’re clearly here on a one-off, so you won’t even be sticking around to see what happens to Mikah when I next get my hands on her. In fact she’ll get a sample of what’s going to happen to her, through means of you. Yes I know you’ve had a storied and championship-filled history. Yes you can probably still go in the ring. But no, you’re not going to oust me from this tournament! I am bound and determined that I get back what I rightfully deserve to still have, the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship!
It is seriously the only way for Sin City Wrestling to evolve into the future. With Mikah as a champion, it just halts Sin City Wrestling’s progress as a whole. Just like how you and Brother Grimm are returning into the fold for a limited time only brings time to a stop. I’m not a fan of everything coming to a dead screech. I prefer when things just keep on moving. No harm, no foul though, because two nights from now here in Detroit, you and Brother Grimm will be goners… fading back away into the abyss. You two just don’t have the team chemistry at all, considering your history. Kris and I, even though we haven’t known each other long, can definitely get along, even if it’s only for the duration of the tournament. And we WILL be alive and kicking for the duration of the tournament. The title opportunities that await at the end of this tournament will be awarded to us. As far as you go Misty, and as far as Brother Grimm goes, this match we’re about to have Sunday night will be a distant memory. However you’ll at least both remember it, after I’m shouting out two words to the both of you… YOU LOST!!
That should say it all right there. Unlike you Misty, I’m not afraid of someone like Brother Grimm either. I’m not scared of taking on anyone or anybody, either in the ring OR in a backstage confrontation, because I have all the tools to take anybody down and humiliate them. Now in the ring Brother Grimm will luck out when the referee is paying attention. However you Misty, you won’t. You’re either going to end up with your face planted into the canvas or your chest caved in with you lying flat on your back. Either way, the two of you will be making the early exit and won’t be Blasts From The Past. Instead you’ll both be blasted back INTO the past… as LOSERS!
#BlownKissOfDeath
#OnToRound2
#PrettyCity~I dot the “i†in City last as I purse my lips closed. I put my notebook and favorite pen back into the bag I have resting on my left shoulder, but I don’t move from the lamppost’s spotlight just yet. It just feels so perfect, with it illuminating me, being I will be the reason for why Kris Halc and I will once again be champions soon, and the reason for why Sin City Wrestling will once again be able to plow into its bright future, leaving all of the blasts from the past behind.~
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« on: March 17, 2017, 11:41:21 PM »
THE TOURNAMENT WINNER BECOMES THE LOSER(Part 2 of 2)* * * * * * * * * *~The payoff of last weekend was, in a word, EPIC! Yes I sent him away wanting more, teasing him, and in the end just downright humiliating him, right in front of the rest of his basketball boys. He earned what happened to him though, all because of last Saturday night. Not that I wasn’t going to do it anyway, but he expedited the process quicker. Oh don’t worry, you are all about to find out about it, with no leaving out of any single detail.~
~As for my Blaze of Glory opponent, she will indeed see that I AM evil. I’m not the kind of evil that’s criminal, but I’m far more evil than any Mean Girl wishes they could be. My brand of evil though is far more subtle, and you just plain out don’t see it coming until it’s too late! My brand of evil leaves you always remembering me. You won’t be able to get my name out of your mind. Heck even when you die, your corpse will remember me. Even when your corpse rots, your bones still won’t be able to forget what you went through when you came face to face with Polly Playtime.~
~It’s like I already told her, congratulations on getting this far. But this upcoming Sunday is where it all ends for Mikah. Just like how it all ended for my basketball tournament winner last Sunday…~Saturday, March 11, 2017
Stockton, California
University of the Pacific
Pacific Ocean Shoreline~He asked me this morning if he could spend the entire day with me, or at least as much of the time as possible. I nodded when he asked this, granting his request. Immediately he asked me if he we could go to the beach and take a walk so we could get to know one another better. Oh I’m still not going to give him all that he asks, but he’s at least not acting like a jerk. Besides, the beach sounded like a good idea to me at the time, because I’d get to wear something that’ll tease him… but tell him “hands off†at the same time…~
~So yes, underneath the blue jeans and the purple long sleeve shirt I’ve got on, I’m wearing a one-piece hot pink swimsuit that would definitely draw basically every guy’s eyes to me. I know it’s not a bikini or anything, but let’s face it, none of the guys out there deserve to see more than what Jacob is about to see. I look at myself now one last time in the mirror and then take the key I was given for while I’ll be rooming in the Guest House I was given access to for the rest of my stay here in Stockton. I leave my purse behind, but do slip my cell phone into my left blue jean pocket. I slip the house key into my right pocket. When I open up the front door, Jacob is waiting for me, wearing blue jeans as well and a white t-shirt.~Jacob: “Okay, I’m ready when you are Polly. We’ll take my Jeep. I have the top down being its decently warm out. I hope you’re okay with that?â€Polly: “Yeah, sure. How far is the beach that you have planned?â€Jacob: “Not far, but you don’t want to walk it. Trust me. It’ll save us a decent amount of time to drive.â€Polly: “Alright.â€~I follow him to the parking lot and wait for him to open up the passenger door to his Jeep. He does so and holds open the door for me. He’s definitely being on his best behavior. With being around me, that’s a smooth move. But I’m not fooled. He’s going to try something once we’re at the beach. I just know it.~
~Even with this on my mind I hope into his Jeep and it’s not long before we’re moving down the road. The breeze does hit my hair which begins to blow it around some. I reach my right hand up and run my hand through it, which gets Jacob to glance over at me. I see him do it and admonish him immediately.~Polly: “Hey. Keep your eyes on the road. Remember, you have precious cargo with you. Precious cargo that you can look at once we’re at the beach.â€~He puts his eyes back on the road, and just in time too, as we have now come upon a few curves in the road. As soon as he navigates those safely, he speaks to me, but with his eyes locked on the road in front of him.~Jacob: “I’m sorry about that Polly.â€Polly: “Yeah sure. You better be!â€~I cross my arms in front of me. I stay like this, not looking over at him, all the rest of the way to the beach. It’s once that he’s parked that I next glimpse over at him.~Jacob: “I guess I’ll get the cooler out of the back. Can you please carry the towels though Polly?â€Polly: “Sure. But what’s the cooler for?â€Jacob: “Picnic lunch. I got us some sandwiches and some drinks.â€Polly: “Oh. I’m assuming you didn’t make them.â€Jacob: “Well no, but I’ve had them before. They’re good.â€Polly: “Hmm, am I supposed to trust you on that?â€~He looks unsure on how to respond. I don’t make him answer my question though and instead just hop out of his Jeep and meet him behind it. He passes me the towels and keeps his promise by carrying the cooler and anything else he’s brought with him. I let him lead the way as this is obviously a spot he’s been to many times, hopefully not with other girls. I mean that’s just lame, taking girls out to the same date, time and time again. Trust me, if I was interested in him, I’d be asking him for that vital information. But since this is a one-time thing, it’s not important to me. I’m actually hoping the rest of this weekend goes by quickly, so I can spring the surprise on him. I just can’t wait!~
~I’m grinning behind him as we keep walking, heading right out to the beach, which is right at the shoreline of the Pacific. I’ll admit it, it’s definitely a beautiful spot. I may as well enjoy THAT at least, considering the circumstances. I keep my eyes on the view and it’s not long before I hear his voice.~Jacob: “I will always have good memories of this spot. Do you like the view Polly?â€Polly: “Well yeah. It’s nice. Um…â€Jacob: “Okay, what’s wrong?â€Polly: “Nothing. What makes you think something’s wrong?â€Jacob: “Because you haven’t looked at me much. I’m getting that feeling that you’re not interested in me.â€~Hmm, it’s almost like he’s onto me. I don’t want it to end this way, not before getting my chance to deflate his hopes and smash his dreams, leaving him defeated. I guess I’ll have to fake it. Besides, he’s not horrible to look at, I guess.~Polly: “It’s not that at all Jacob. I just have a lot on my mind. Remember that gold belt that you saw in my room last night?â€Jacob: “Yeah?â€Polly: “It’s a championship belt. I don’t go here to Pacific as a student. I’m a wrestler.â€Jacob: “Okay, interesting. I do really like athletic girls.â€~Now he’s just staring at me, not taking his eyes off me. Good. It was enough to rope him back in.~Polly: “I have to defend that championship right here on campus next Sunday. You’re welcome to come, if you have the time. No one else will probably be cheering me on, but I don’t mind about that. They’re all just jealous that I’ve made such a huge impact within a year of joining the company.â€Jacob: “I’ll be there for you Polly.â€~Yeah right Jacob. Not after this weekend is over you won’t.~Polly: “Okay. Soooo… um… How about that walk?â€Jacob: “Okay, but we shouldn’t get our clothes wet as I was hoping to walk with you right down at the water’s edge.â€Polly: “Alright.â€~I put my hands down at the bottom of my love sleeve shirt and begin to pull it upward. I lift it up and over my head and toss it to where I’ve put down the towels. Without delaying I step down and out of my jeans. I can tell that he looks a little bit disappointed that I’m not in a little less, but he holds up his end of the bargain and drops his pants down and takes off his t-shirt. He points down to the water and I start to walk that way. He stays by my side but then holds up for a moment. I realize it that he’s now looking at my back, which he can see most of my skin. I partially turn to look back at him.~Polly: “Are you trying to get a different view Jacob?â€Jacob: “No. I um… dropped something.â€Polly: “I’m not dumb Jacob. Please tell me the truth.â€~He looks ashamed, but he softly talks it to me, even though pretty much no one else is around.~Jacob: “I’m sorry. I was checking you out.â€Polly: “That’s better. So um, do you like what you see?â€~He’s hesitating. That’s not the response I was hoping for. However he does nod now, after a delay.~Jacob: “Yes. I promise I won’t touch you though, unless if you give me your permission. I am a respectful guy.â€Polly: “Well that’s good to hear. Come on. More walking, less delaying.â€~I’m going to have to let him touch me via some means, so I hold out my left hand and signal him to take it. He willingly takes it into his right hand and the two of us begin to walk, with most of the shoreline’s water striking at my legs. After a while I figure it’s time to get him to open up, even though I have no intentions of doing much of that myself.~Polly: “So um, Jacob, I know you love basketball, but what else are you interested in?â€~He turns his face partially to me.~Jacob: “I’m mostly just into having a good time. There really isn’t all that much to me that you need to know Polly. So how about you? You’ve definitely piqued my interest.â€~I dodge his question, on purpose.~Polly: “Yet you seem so disappointed…â€Jacob: “I’m not.â€Polly: “Oh yes you are. You don’t think I’m hot enough.â€~I tighten my grip on his hand and stop my feet, which gets him to stop his as well. I look up at him and give him my sad puppy dog eyes.~Jacob: “You’re pretty cute Polly. That’s me telling the truth. You’re not the hottest girl I’ve ever seen. But listen to me. I shouldn’t be telling you this. We’re on a date.â€Polly: “Yes, we are. Thanks for at least being honest with me. You have no idea how many guys have lied to me. And I’m only 21!â€Jacob: “I bet it doesn’t make you feel good.â€Polly: “Nope, it doesn’t. Can we please talk about more positive things though Jacob? I was thinking you’d want to enjoy this weekend to its fullest. Think about it. You have a pretty cute girl on your arm, we’re at a beach with a great view, and tonight I’ll follow through on the promise I made last night. You can sleep in the same room as me in the guest house, since tomorrow ends our date.â€~He seems to be letting this all sink in, before putting an agreeable look on his face.~Jacob: “You’re right Polly. I shouldn’t be complaining one bit. Sorry.â€Polly: “Hey, it’s okay. I can tell you’re nervous.â€He takes his right arm now and links it up to my left arm, and we then continue to walk, keeping pace with one another, most likely looking like a couple.Jacob: “No, that’s not it. It’s just that-â€~He cuts himself off. I can only guess it has something to do with another girl.~Polly: “Come on Jacob. You can tell me. I won’t judge.â€~Of course I’m going to judge, and use it against him. Of course I’ll do that…~Jacob: “While I do appreciate that Polly, you don’t want to hear it.â€Polly: “Don’t be silly. Tell me.â€Jacob: “I have had several girls that I see as hot just plain out reject me. One said she would go out with me, then never showed up at our meeting point. She goes here and every time I pass by her she just snickers.â€~AH HA! GOLD! I can do much better than that though. He’ll see.~Polly: “Awww Jacob. That’s just mean. But hey, I’m here for you.â€Jacob: “I know. But um, we should probably head back to the spot we had picked out back there. We’re pretty far out.â€~I turn around to see that that’s true.~Polly: “Okay. Do you want to go for a swim next, or eat lunch, or what?â€Jacob: “Whatever you want to do is fine. I have already not treated you well enough.â€Polly: “Nah. You’ve been fine Jacob. That girl? She doesn’t know what she’s missing. You’ve got a um… good heart.â€Jacob: “You really think so?â€Polly: “Yeah.â€~A breeze of wind comes up now off the ocean as we continue walking back to the towels that are laid down in a heap with our clothing. The breeze whips my hair just perfectly actually. He is gazing at me now, hopefully seeing that I am the most beautiful girl he will ever have on his arm. As the breeze dies down I pull the strands out of my face and put them to the side with my free hand. It’s not long after that we’re back at our belongings. I unfold one of the two big blankets he had me carry and sit right on it. I gesture to the basket, indicating that maybe it’s best that we eat next. He takes the hint and pulls out the sandwiches and two bottles of water. He lays out a sandwich and a bottle for me before taking a pair for himself.~Polly: “Thank you.â€Jacob: “No problem.â€~As I dive into my sandwich, which is a tuna fish sandwich, I look again out to the ocean’s waves. They are crashing around some due to the breezes that are kicking up now and again, but make no mistake about it, my world won’t come crashing down on me the next time I get into that ring. There is nothing right now that can do that. I mean I’ve gotten rid of one man who didn’t do what he had promised he would do for me. I’ll always be known as a Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Internet Champion, even when I’m not THE champion anymore, which won’t happen on the 19th mind you. I have no intentions of losing the Bombshell Internet Championship. That’s not why I wanted that little tournament created. I wasn’t looking for a successor. I was looking for a new face to humiliate! And that face just happens to be Mikah’s.~
~I grin some between bites before I put my sandwich down for a bit. I lean back some, allowing myself to be supported by my hands. With a look to my shoulders, I can see the sun is making them glisten. With me in this position, he’s now once again checking me out. This is good, but I know now that I’m going to have to go all out in order to go for the kill.~Polly: “That sandwich is alright. I’ll finish it in a little while. Right now if it’s okay, since you’re looking at me, it’s only fair that I get to look at you.â€Jacob: “I won’t argue. Do you like what you see?â€~I asked that same question of him earlier when he was sneaking a peak at my cute butt. I gently nod at him before answering verbally.~Polly: “Yeah. It’s awesome too that you’re not sweaty from playing basketball. You do clean up nice.â€Jacob: “You do too, and I… I’m sorry I’ve seem disappointed.â€Polly: “Thanks, and forgiven. Besides, I have an idea for later, one that won’t leave you disappointed.â€Jacob: “Oh? What is it?â€Polly: “Well that wouldn’t be cool of me to just tell you, would it? It’s a surprise.â€Jacob: “Okay. Now I really want to go back to the campus so you can show me the surprise.â€~He’s buying what I’m selling. Excellent.~Polly: “Oh really? I guess we should pack up the leftovers then and head back?â€Jacob: “I’d like that.â€~I bet you do.~Polly: “Okay, can you wrap this up for me? I’ll get dressed.â€~I snatch my clothing and both of the towels that are still dry due to us not going for a swim and head up to the Jeep. Right at the Jeep I slip on my blue jeans and throw my long sleeve shirt back on. I just wait at his vehicle now for him to catch up with me. It doesn’t take him long and he eagerly tosses everything into the back of the Jeep. He then quickly opens the door for me. I look at him head around to his side of the Jeep and hop in and quickly buckle his seat belt. I purposely get in slowly and buckle my seat belt slowly. As soon as I’m strapped in Jacob is mashing the gas. He speeds most of the way back to the campus, excluding the bends in the road. What he doesn’t know is that in the end it’s going to be a surprise that will leave him remembering me from now until the end of time. I have a feeling that at the end of it all, he won’t want to spend tonight or tomorrow with me. He will slither away like all the others, being forced to remember my favorite two words for the rest of his life. And this thought is just making me lick my lips evilly as he pulls his Jeep to a stop after making it back to the University in what is probably record time.~
~Hey, maybe he’s at least won at now two things. But that’s where the winning with me involved will end.~Saturday, March 11, 2017
Stockton, California
University of the Pacific
Guest House~We’re back inside the Guest House now and he is relaxing a bit by watching some television in the next room over. I’m in the bedroom, which does have two separate beds in it. I know I did promise him one of them tonight, but I don’t think he’ll be able to handle what I’m about to do to him. That girl snickering at him every time he sees him will just seem like child’s play then. This afternoon, very soon, he’s going to run the moment I let him go, but he’ll never be able to forget.~Polly: “Hey um, Jacob, I’m about to freshen up. I’ll call out if I need you for anything.â€Jacob: “Okay. I’m sure you’ll be fine though.â€~I don’t respond to that, but instead just head for the bathroom. I close the door but I don’t lock it, intentionally. I strip down out of all of my clothing and turn not the shower water on, but instead the bathtub water, as that is louder than the water from the shower head. He can undoubtedly hear it. I look around the bathroom one time before my green eyes stop at the mirror. Oh, every guy would want this. But they can’t have it. I’m about to let that be known. That is the plan…~Polly: “JACOB?!?!? I need help figuring something out in the bathroom! Can you come here?â€~After I yell that out to him a few seconds pass before he yells back in my direction.~Jacob: “OKAY! I’m coming!â€~My green eyes are widening and honestly, I’m extremely giddy. I’m not being a slut or anything. I’m just being what I am, a very cute yet very teasing yet very cruel young woman.~
~I stand still and then I see the doorknob turn. Here we go!~
~It opens the rest of the way and then I scold him after quickly using my right hand to cover up my boobs and my left hand to cover up my pussy.~Polly: “OH MY GOD JACOB! Why didn’t you knock?! Are you kidding me right now?!â€Jacob: “I- I- I- I- I’m sorry!â€~He’s frozen in one place though, still staring and not taking his eyes off of my body.~Polly: “Stop looking at me! Don’t be a perv Jacob!â€Jacob: “I am SO sorry!â€~He turns around now and doesn’t look at me anymore. Now I can freely go in for the kill. From behind him I reach out my left hand and low-blow him right in the groin. He doubles over in pain and immediately asks me a question.~Jacob: “W-why did you j-just do that Polly? I said I was s-sorry!â€~I give him no explanation. Instead I grab him by his shirt collar and with my feet tell him to get on his knees. The moment he is I get down and into his face, teasing him with my boobs first, before lashing out at him.~Polly: “Sorry isn’t good enough. Oh you’ll be getting that surprise I promised you, and it’s going to occur right NOW!â€~With him down on his knees, I stomp him in the back a few times, which leads to him now laying flat on the floor. I go down to the floor now and quickly wrap my legs around his upper body. He’s grunting some so I wrap them on tighter, squeezing. He grunts some more but he’s not giving up. He’s just asking me another question.~Jacob: “What can I do to make it up to you Polly? I’ll do anything. I’ll have my whole TEAM do anything you want us to do!â€~Hmm, tempting offer. But I only want him.~Polly: “That won’t be necessary. Now take your punishment like a man! Seriously, how DARE you purposely try to see me naked?!?!â€Jacob: “I didn’t mean to do that. You called me and-â€Polly: “And what?â€Jacob: “So I came.â€Polly: “Oh no you aren’t! Don’t tell me that you’re cumming!â€~I wrench the bodyscissors in harder, even though I’m quite the small girl. He’s trying to fight it, but despite the fact that he’s far taller and far heavier than I am, he’s been unable to free himself. One more wrench and finally it happens. He taps his hand against the floor a few times. AHHHH! Music to my ears!~Polly: “Oh, you tap out? Have you had enough?â€Jacob: “YES!â€Polly: “Mmmm, nah, you’re not getting off that easy. You got a free view of me, so it’s only fair that I get to see all of YOU! And then I’m going to make you tap, tap, tap some more! Don’t even try to run. Your resistance will be futile.â€~I let him free of my bodyscissors and get to the bathroom door, close it, then lock it, so my punishing of my newest loser will go undisturbed. It’s not going to go unseen though as I have my cell phone here with me in the bathroom. I set it up earlier on the sink and pressed record right away, that way I’ll be able to watch it all again and again and again. I love it when a plan comes together!~Jacob: “Polly, I-â€Polly: “Are you scared Jacob? Or are you shy? Are you afraid that it will only be Little Jacob?â€Jacob: “No. It’s just that I didn’t expect this from you. I’m so sorry.â€Polly: “It’s too late for sorry. Take it off. You won’t leave this room until you do, nor will I be leaving.â€~He looks so indecisive, so vulnerable. It’s just the way I want him. I keep my post at the bathroom door, barring his only way out. He sighs before giving in again and removing his shirt.~Polly: “That’s it. MORE!â€~He picks up the pace some and it’s not long before he’s down to his drawers. He stops here at this point but I shake my head.~Polly: “Uh uh. I’m naked, so you have to be naked too. Drop them and don’t make me tell you again!â€~This gets his attention and he goes to drop them. I’m going in for the kill now. The second he drops them below his crotch, I nail him right again with a swift kick to his package.~Jacob: “Ow! Please no!â€~I bring him back down to the bathroom floor, with his drawers still around his upper legs, his dick now out though. It’s actually quite a big one. I stroke it a few times gently to tease him. He lifts his head up some and watches me, but that’s when I end his view of it. I mount him and face him and pull his legs upwards some, until it begins to hurt him. He taps out again. I grin down at him now and lick my chops a few times.~Jacob: “What are you going to do to me? That look isn’t good. I… I thought this was just going to be a date with you.â€Polly: “Oh it was. But it’s over now. You’re in good hands though. Trust me. I know what I’m doing.â€~That I do. I move up and immediately bury my snatch into his mouth, sitting down on his face. He’s mmphing already. I keep my left hand on his dick and go up and down with it, getting faster and faster. Meanwhile I wiggle my cute butt all in his face faster and faster as well. It’s now that he’s reaching his right hand up. It taps against my lower back frantically, but nope, I’m not letting him go. He’s getting destroyed and humiliated and has earned every single last second of it! I keep riding his face and speeding up on his dick. He’s tensing up. I can feel him beneath me, so I let his dick go. The moment I do I glance over my right shoulder and see his juices squirting up into the air. AWESOME! He’s totally lost to me now, and I have it ALL recorded! Honestly he’s lucky I don’t share anything on the internet. I’m not one to go posting stuff just so a 70 year old pedofile can get a boner. Remember, the internet should be a useful tool for information… not be used for questionable material. Nope, this is only for my files, for whenever I do feel a bit down, which sure as he’ll isn’t right now and won’t be next Sunday!~
~Pushing this out of my mind, I get up a little bit and then evilly, yet sweetly talk down to him.~Polly: “Aww, you came for me. I like that. Do you want me to let you go?â€Jacob: “Please!â€Polly: “Mmmmmmm, no can do!â€~As is my MO, I drop right back on his face hard and wiggle my butt the fastest it can go, with my arms up in the air, so it’s like I’m twerking. He knows he’s defeated, yet still he’s tapping out against my lower back again. He’s tapping slower now though as he probably is now realizing that I don’t care if he’s tapping.~
~I finish up what I want to do and then get up partially again.~Polly: “So um, want to finish the rest of our date?â€~Quickly he slides out from under me and hurriedly gets his clothing on. Once he has his drawers and jeans are he responds to my question, as I stand in front of him, still fully nude… but not hiding it now. He is the first guy to ever see me this way, but he got more than he bargained for and didn’t take any pictures of me, so I’m okay with it.~Jacob: “NO! I’m out of here!â€~He unlocks and opens the bathroom door. I yell out to him my goodbye.~Polly: “It sucks that you couldn’t handle me Jacob! Bye you LOSER!â€~I walk slowly out to the bedroom and look out the window, carefully making sure to not expose my naked self to anyone outside. I see him running like a jackrabbit across the quad. I can’t help it but to laugh and grin and just be overall happy about what I just did to him. Next Sunday I’ll make sure that I only pile on to that happiness by defeating the next one that believes they can avoid the bad side of Playtime.~
~Yup, just like Jacob, Mikah doesn’t stand a chance.~Friday, March 17, 2017
Stockton, California
University of the Pacific
Guest House Bathroom~AHHH! The warm water has felt SO GOOD against my body! But my championship shower is now over and it’s time to really go to work! I worked out earlier today and that felt amazing too, but it’s now only two days until I get into that ring against Mikah and successfully defend the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship.~
~One thing is clear, Mikah and I have taken very different roads to get to this point in our careers. While it’s great that she held the SCW World Bombshell Championship for 9 months straight and was getting the other Bombshells to picket, what has she done since then? She has basically done what she calls me… “literally nothingâ€. Those are two words she will be eating at Blaze of Glory. Those are two words that will lead to her getting tube-fed in a hospital, if I feel like going that route. Simply put, she’ll be on a road that she doesn’t want to be on. She will regret ever having defeated Lucy Seraphina and Raynin. In two nights time, I won’t be talking about it. I’ll be DOING it.~
~As far as right now goes, well, I’m wrapping a towel securely around me and then I’ll get down to business being my cell phone is once again inside here with me.~
~Carefully I secure a towel, tying it tight around me so only my lower legs and above my boobs show. I’m ready now…~Polly: “I knew my challenger for my Bombshell Internet Championship would be vocal, but honestly being vocal against me just isn’t enough Mikah. You see against me you need to make sure you never put yourself in a situation where you’re only one step away from losing to me. Bad for your case is that you’ve already done so, and not just in one way either!â€
“Here’s the thing Mikah. I know you’re just trying to antagonize me and bury me with your words about me being nothing. Look, we all know it’s not true, so who are you trying to kid? If I was nothing, I would have debuted here in Sin City Wrestling and promptly left. To be nothing that would mean I haven’t been successful at all. Look around Mikah. I’ve been very successful. I’m the Bombshell Internet Champion because I worked hard after coming back from the concussion I suffered late last summer. Slowly yet surely people have realized I’m not a joke. Yet you still want to see me as one. That’s totally fine with me too, because when you do that, you’re making the same mistake as all the others have done before you. THAT is really the main reason for why I don’t think you’re going to be 100 percent focused this Sunday night, because you don’t see me as a threat.â€
“Mikah, I’m MORE than just a threat. I’m a young woman that simply just can’t be tamed. You however need a fellow bombshell to hop on your bandwagon just to get your name out there in lights, on Twitter no less. It’s pathetic. I don’t need ANYONE else to get my name out there. I speak for myself. I always have and I always will. I may be small, but I have a voice, and it is a LOUD one that will ALWAYS be heard! Clearly you have no voice Mikah, being your depending on Chelsea Payne to namedrop you on social media.â€
“Also for your information, I went to Christian and pitched the tournament idea to him. That’s what has put the Bombshell Internet Championship into the limelight and out of the obscurity that Kate Steele had it in. If I hadn’t pitched that idea, Chelsea would have never taken to Twitter, and you would probably be facing nobody this Sunday. And even if you did end up in a match, it wouldn’t have been a championship match. That’s for sure! So in a way, you should be thanking me for granting you the opportunity at the Bombshell Internet Championship!â€~I pause and just have to shake my head. I’m not surprised with how Mikah has acted though. Not at all. But I’m definitely not feeling threatened by her. To me she isn’t the imposing figure that she’s making herself out to be. Back when she WAS that imposing figure, something was missing. I wasn’t in Sin City Wrestling yet!~Polly: “Anyways, just you wait Mikah. I know you’ve rattled off your biggest accomplishments, but I’m still very young. I have only just made my first splash here in Sin City Wrestling, literally and figuratively. I’ve got TONS more in me and when I’m all said and done, I will have done something far more memorable than causing a bombshell strike. What I will do resonate forever, and not JUST with the bombshell division either! I’ll make certain I affect EVERYBODY in Sin City Wrestling, through one means or another!â€~I pause to swallow and then take a few breaths, before diving right back in.~Polly: “That will eventually happen, whether you like it or not Mikah. Your little causing of the bombshell strike when I wasn’t even here will fall by the wayside. It won’t be memorable any more. Just like how after Blaze of Glory, you’ll continue to fall. It’s clear that you’re indeed NOT at your best, because if you were, you would have gained back the SCW World Bombshell Championship on the night that Melody Grace won it.â€
“Since that point, yes, you’ve been able to get two submission victories over Lucy and Raynin. However I saw holes while I was scouting you. Champions shouldn’t be showing their weaknesses, because it makes them look like Swiss cheese. And in both those matches, you were pushed to your limits and almost OVER them, both times! I know best. I was at the commentary desk when you took on Lucy and I was watching on a monitor backstage when you barely, and I mean BARELY survived against Raynin. Heck, you were NOT at your best either time, and I could have totally been evil and purposely struck Lucy, just to get you disqualified. But I didn’t, because I wanted to face YOU Mikah! I have told everyone that I don’t duck challenges, and on that I stick true to my word.â€
“It’s just sad that you aren’t going to be as tough as a challenge as I thought you’d be. But I’m not bothered by that. In the end, no matter what you try to do in that ring against me this Sunday, you’re going to hear “YOU LOST!†out of me, loud and clear. My SCW Bombshell Internet Championship reign will NOT be going out in a Blaze of Glory, but your opportunity at winning the Bombshell Internet Championship will fizzle as that head of yours will be popped right down on the canvas.â€
“Tsk tsk tsk Mikah, when that happens, your husband and J2H will both be sooo disappointed in you. Heck, I’m already disappointed in you and I haven’t even taken you on in the ring yet! I’m disappointed in you for all the unnecessary name-calling, as really, it doesn’t make you sound intimidating at all. I’m disappointed in you for viewing me as nothing when it’s clear that I’m not being I’m the current Bombshell Internet Champion and you just have your past to fall back on. And finally, I’m disappointed in you for seeing me as a joke and a mere girl that you’re laughing at. But… no harm done to me. At Blaze of Glory Mikah, this joke, this little girl, this “nothing†is going to take you to school. This Sunday night there will be no Playtime that you want in that ring, only the Playtime I want. And that Playtime will end with my foot holding your head down into the canvas as my arm is raised, as STILL the SCW Bombshell Internet Champion!â€
“I know you won’t like it, nor will your husband, nor will J2H, amongst probably so many others. But that’s just too bad. I’m here to stay, and this Sunday I’m here to make sure my tournament winner, that being you Mikah, becomes the newest LOSER!â€~I can see my face on my cell phone. I don’t move forward to stop the recording as there is such an evil grin on my face, such an evil grin. Sunday night, after Mikah’s disposed of, this grin will be on there, and at its biggest yet!~
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