MY BLOODY VALENTINE 2nd February 2014
Star Of The Desert Arena
Primm, Nevada
Sitting inside the ring watching Gothika walk away with the Bombshell title in her hands was enough to put my head down in shame and cover my face… I knew and I think Necra and Roxi knew that Gothika had played everyone.
Looking up, Gothika had left ring, while Necra and Roxi looked around in their own state of shock as they shook their heads, and this was my cue to leave the ring and head backstage.
Taking the long slow walk up the ramp to the backstage area, all I wanted was to be on that flight to Japan and forget about the nightmare Supercard.
Entering the backstage area, I knew that I couldn’t get away with not speaking to anyone, so when I saw Scott Oliver come running over, I just accepted my fate and just got on with the post match interview.
“Can I get some words regarding your match out their tonight?”
Scott said huffing and puffing a little.
“Sure.”
I said with a shrug.
“Thanks”
Well tonight was utterly disappointing, I don’t know about Necra and Roxi, but I felt like a total fool after Gothika played us. Was that your plan all along Gothika? Act like you are struggling and air short pointless promo’s… well congratulations it worked and you successfully defended your title, but next time someone will see though that charade and take that title.
I blame myself for taking you too lightly and in future in won’t be doing that again.
Also something else happened tonight, which probably didn’t help me during the title match, but there was a slight altercation between some anorexic wannabe wrestler and myself.
Delia fucking Darling… you and your little sidekick may have got one up on me, but it won’t happen again. You see, you do not intimidate me as I’ve dealt with dumb retarded airheads before… the whole mean girls gimmick has been over used.
Lets see… Beautiful people did it, Lay-Cool did it, Every Man’s Fantasy did it and the bitches in WEW did it… And guess what happened to all those Mean Girl groups? They all died out because of their petty little egos and nobody cared about them.
At this moment you are just a fad that people seem to be raving about, but fad die out and something else comes along…so all this bullshit with the make-up on etc… will backfire on you.
If I was you from now on, I would watch my back… nobody likes cheap attacks from cheap pathetic little sycophant skanks.
Consider this as your final warning…come near me again and I will knock your skinny asses out. And with that I walk away and return back to the locker room, where I quickly shower and change before meeting up with Joshua Acquin and heading to the airport.
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Tuesday 4th February 2014
Fukuoka, Japan
Nanzoin Temple
Shortly after My Bloody Valentine Supercard went off air, Joshua and I headed straight to the airport and boarded the last flight of the evening to Japan. Although Joshua and I had a mixed evenings, with him winning his match in a brutal match, while I walked away not able to beat Gothika for the Bombshell title.
As for the trip to the Japan, there was always a part of me that wanted to go to Japan and when Joshua treated me and booked tickets, I was over the moon and screamed with delight.
However, with the time difference between the US and Japan being massive… the jet lag killed me and as soon as we arrived at the hotel, I headed straight to me room and crashed out, not caring about the time of day that I would wake up.
Having spent most of Monday in bed, I decided to take a short journey to the village of Sasaguri with Joshua to wake us both up and take in the first lot of Japanese culture. Inside in this village you can find the Nanzoin Temple, which you can walk the trail and find the sleeping Buddha at the top of the trail.
The scene opens up on the Joshua and myself, as we began the trail.
“Why didn’t I visit Japan any sooner?”
I said as I took in the scenery, as I looked at the statues that delicately litter around the trail.
Joshua looks at me.
"A lot of people say that, this is a trip I have been meaning to take for sometime. At least I have someone like you with me here."
He turns towards one of the statues.
"So what do you know of these?"
I Look around.
"To be honest not much. But from what i read about the big statue over there. He is called Fudo Myo-o, which means man who surrenders evil spirits for people who don’t practice Buddhism. But nothing else I’m afraid."
I said as we continued walking the trail.
“How about you... do you know much?”
"I know whatever you tell me. I am more toward Germany, but Japan is on the bucket list."
We continue to walk as Joshua slows down and is in obvious pain.
"There is nothing to be afraid of as long as I am with you"
Joshua winks as he spoke.
Amy gives a small smile.
"Thanks. How are you holding up? post match and travel wise?
Amy asks as she notices his discomfort.
"I will survive, I have had worse than that, remember WCWF? I should have got out and about when we got here instead of staying in my room. It is all tight and I don't think I want to try to get a rub from the shops here."
Joshua notices the smile
"There is a nice smile, how are you holding up?”
I blush a little, as I take a few photo’s of the scenery around me, as we continue to find more statues including one of a Buddha with a very warn out belly.
“I’m good. The disappointment is pretty much gone and the jet lag almost gone.”
I said, as I walked up the Buddha and rubbed his belly. As I read the little plaque on the base of the statue.
“Apparently you rub his belly for luck.”
Amy said.
Joshua rubs the belly
"Well you can rub my belly..."
Joshua laughs and then grabs his back.
"That was wrong of me."
Joshua tries to use a broken language to get a picture taken of us. As the local takes the camera Joshua puts his hand on my waist as though it was natural.
After the picture was taken Joshua apologizes.
"Sorry Amy didn't mean to grab your waist.
I chuckle a little at Joshua and his dodgy broken Japanese.
“It’s ok. But that broken Japanese is terrible.”
I said with a shrug.
“Are you sure you are ok? We can cut this walk short if you are in that much pain.”
I said with concern.
“Well I know you are enjoying this so I will tough it out.”
Joshua smiles which is a rarity for him.
“Ok then.”
I said with a smile as I turned and continued the walk towards the top of the village to check out what she came to see and the main thing to visit. With Joshua trying to catch up, Amy continued to walk on at the same time checking she still had memory space.
The scene soon fades out on Amy as she stops in her tracks, as she spots the large Buddha and as soon as Joshua catches up he sees the large green behemoth Buddha and stare at it in total awe, raising the camera up and I took a few pictures of the Buddha and some of the urns.
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Thursday 13th February 2014
Long Beach, CA
Last year in the Blast from the past tournament, I was partnered with Ryan Kidd and we were up against Odette Ryder and Jordan Williams… we obviously lost and they went onto becoming the inaugural winners of the tournament.
Now, going into the second ever Blast from the Past tournament, I was a little apprehensive at first and then a little worried at who I might get as a partner. It isn’t a huge secret that some of us Bombshells dislike Jimmy Ringo and hope that we don’t get him.
Unfortunately Lizzie is the poor soul who got him.
But instead I am partnered with Gene Banton Jr. and to be honest… I don’t know who you are other than the son of some washed up has been who walked the Sin City Wrestling halls.
Forgive me for being hostile, but when there is very little information or very little action inside the ring from you, I have to be a little sceptical and worried that I would be doing all the work, while you attempt to work off the ring rust.
I am going to give you one warning and one warning only… You fuck up at any point during the match, hell even if we win this match and you still somehow fuck up, I will make your life a living hell.
I don’t care who you or your father is… just make sure you are fit, healthy and ring ready.
I want to advance in this tournament and not go out in the first round.
And that means coming face to face with Karina Koji.
Welcome back Karina… and that’s all the pleasantries you are going to get from me.
I don’t know who do you think you are, returning to the company and inserting your nose into other peoples business.
I just like to point out that you should be working your way up from the bottom again; you have absolutely no right to any title shots. So back the fuck away from the Roulette title scene and work on getting sober and ring fit. Somehow I don’t think Jordan wants to be carrying you, especially when he probably wants to retain his Blast from the Past Crown.
And like me, he is stuck with a dud partner.
Although I can give you some credit, as I can find matches and old promo’s and I can do some research on yourself.
So while you are in a party mood and encourage the rest of us to wake up, cause chaos etc… I won’t be taking you too seriously until you are back full time and with a few matches under you glittery belt… I want to advance this match and I’m sorry Karina but you all singing and dancing Party Horde will stopped.
Good luck Karina.
