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United States: 11:59pm EST Saturday 08/15/2015
England: 04:59am Sunday 08/16/2015

[Amy Marshall]

 Apia, Samoa - Apia Park Stadium
9th August 2015
Climax Control - 123

Some Climax Control can be routine, prepare for a match, maybe talk to Pussy, Scott or Rocky before going into the match and kick ass or have your ass kicked, however, this Climax Control felt a little bit different. In the pit of my stomach I was nervous and I didn’t know why.

As I sat in the locker room, lacing up my boots for my match, the TV plays in the background, as I hear Roxi’s music play over, but ignore it for a moment thinking she was just going to talk about her match etc…

However, it quickly becomes apparent that it wasn’t the usual pre match build up but instead finger pointing and the blame game etc… as she continued on Amy turned up the TV and listened to it very carefully, especially once certain part.

Roxi: You see, after all this has been done, I just want to beat the hell out of Amy, but I want the satisfaction of doing it the right way. And I don’t want any quick wins, I don’t want to grab my championship off a hook, or a pole. Amy, I am challenging you, to an Iron man match!

Cheers.

Roxi: You and me, for 30 minutes. Just us, no seconds, no lumberjills, and no excuses. I’m going to beat you not just once, but many, many times, to prove to you that making it personal with me, was a big, big mistake. 30 minutes of kicking your butt will hopefully beat some sense into you, but, if not, at least I got to beat your ass for 30 minutes.

Cheers. Roxi unstraps the championship and holds it up at eye level.

I then realise that Roxi was nearing the end of her speech and I had to move pretty quick to get out there.  Leaving my jacket behind, I rush towards the curtain and waited for a few moment until she had totally finished.

Roxi: You want this? You want this championship? You’re going to have to pry it from my cold, dead, fingers to do it. I tried to be nice about this, but you didn’t want to go that route. So now, this is what awaits you. That’s the way we’re going to do it. So if you’re woman enough, I’ll be waiting for your response. And you’ll get a taste of what’s to come, at Summer XXXtreme, tonight.

As my music hits over the pa, I take several deep breathes out, as I grab a mic and step through the curtain. Waiting several moment for my music to die down and ignoring the boos that emanate from around the arena, I raise the mic to my lips.

Amy: Don’t worry Roxi… I’m not out here to cause trouble… I come in peace. I’ve listened in what you had to say and let’s just clear a few things up here. Firstly… it was all business at first - attacks, stealing the Internet title, mind games etc… until Keira got involved. I didn’t mind her silly little threats etc… but when she decided to poke her nose in and help you beat me… that’s when it got personal.

Everyone seems to have forgotten that it was Keira, who got involved in our lumberjill match and cost me the Internet title. You claim you didn’t need the help from her or those other bimbo’s, yet you didn’t seem too angry when you won the title back.

That is complete and utter bullshit Roxi

But wait… when the tables have been turned and I interfere in her match and cost her the Roulette championship, then it becomes apparently personal and everyone loses their fucking minds.
Sorry but that’s called double standards and you’re a fucking hypocrite.”

I lower the mic for a moment before slowly heading down the ramp and climbing into the ring.

Amy: Now for this challenge that you have just offered… I agree that this has to end and to be honest I couldn’t think of a better way to do it. I was thinking about a cell or cage just to keep Keira away and not interfere but that would be just silly, especially on boat. But I can’t argue with an Iron Man Match…

So Roxi… I accept your challenge and I will pry the Internet title from your cold dead fingers.

I smile and I stick my hand out for handshake and accept the terms of the stipulation that Roxi just issued.

Roxi: Good, and let's just clear this up, I never needed help to beat you, or anybody else in the ring. Just like you didn't control all the lumberjills stopping me from pinning you, right? No, the lumberjill thing, was chaotic. Even though, I'm sure if you won, you'd be crowing about it. But do you see me gloating? No. The lumberjills ruined that match, it's why I want this Iron man match. I'm glad you accepted it.

Roxi finally puts her hand out, and we finally shake hands although slightly intense after the words just exchanged and the ongoing feud we have been having. Keeping our eyes fixed on each other, I begin to slowly back away and exit the ring, never turning her back. As I head up the ramp, Roxi and I begin to trade barbs and trash talk each other, until I finally disappear into the backstage area, where I exhale and relax.

Taking several steps away from the curtain, I sit down on the nearest box and look at the TV for a moment, where they begin to replay what had just happened. While everything went well and no fight ensued, one thing did begin to bug me…

What was an Iron Man match?

I had seen one in SCW or any other fed I has been in, nor anything recent in the Indies, which meant research and a lot of it.  Sliding off the box, I begin to head back to the locker room with my mind filled with questions, I had to push them to the back of my mind and focus on the match later.


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Later in the evening…
Roxi Johnson & Mikah vs. Veronica Taylor & Amy Marshall.


Drew drops down for the count as Mikah covers Amy Marshall.
1!
2!
Roxi is about to dart into the ring to try and save the match, but Veronica has appeared on the outside of the ring in her corner and pulls Roxi down from the ring apron!

3!!!

DING! DING! DING!

Justin: Ladies and gentleman, your winners via pinfall…ROXI JOHNSON AND MIKAH!!

As Amy stands in the ring, her back turned, Keira is seen rushing out quickly and attacks Amy from behind! Keira stomps away at her as she kicks Amy in the stomach. She grabs hold of Amy's leg as she drags her to the post. She exits the ring, pulls Amy between the pole as she takes one of her legs and slams it against the pole hard. Amy screams in pain as Keira is heard shouting

Keira: I'M NOT DONE YET! YOU'VE HAD THIS COMING FOR A LONG TIME!

Keira goes over and grabs a Steel Chair. She goes back, places Amy's leg against the pole again as she shouts

Keira: You wanna hurt my wife, screw me out of the title and call it karma? No! This is Karma, EYE FOR AN EYE, BITCH!

Keira takes the chair and whacks Amy's leg with it while it was leaning against the pole. Amy screams like she had been shot as Keira enters the ring. She sees Amy still screaming, thinking it might be broken. Keira raises the chair to finish, but Roxi takes the chair away, shouting at Keira that it was enough. Keira breathes heavily as she looks down at the screaming Amy, now in tears as Keira says

Keira: That was your last mistake, Amy. If you ever interfere or hurt my wife again. It won't be your leg I destroy. It'll be your career!

Keira turns and exits the ring, Roxi joining her as she wanted Keira away from Amy quickly as EMTs rush to the ring to see if Amy's able to stand.  With the tears flowing, Amy screams at the top of her lungs in agony as any movement made the pain a thousand times worse. The moment the chair connected to her ankle, the pain was instant… a pain that she had never felt before in her entire life.  She had once broke her toes as she stubbed them against her bedframe and at the time that hurt.

But this… this pain was different and Amy began to fear for her match against Roxi and her career.

“Where does it hurt?”

Asks the EMT.

“My... my… ankle.”

Amy said between sobs, as the EMT touches her ankle and Amy screams out.

“Ok, we need a wheelchair and some entonox. Miss Marshall can you move your ankle at all?”

“No… fuck… it hurts.”

Amy squeezes her eyes closes, as she attempts to block the pain out, as one of the EMT’s give Amy the ventilator for the entonox.

“Miss Marshall, take in some of this, it will take the edge off things and will help us to move you.”

Amy nods and takes the ventilator and begins to suck in the entonox, as the effects are instant and the pain that was prominent, is now a dull ache, as EMT’s prep the wheelchair on the outside.

“When I tell you, slide yourself to the edge of the apron and we will help you into the wheel chair.”

“Ok.”

Amy said, as she sucked in the entonox, as she watched one EMT wheel the wheel chair as close as possible the ring before putting on the brake.

“Miss Marshall are you ready.”

Amy nods her head, as she sucks in more gas and air, before gingerly shuffling herself forward to the edge of the ring, where the EMT grab her and help her into the wheelchair, as they grab the tank of gas and attach it to the wheelchair before wheeling Amy past the ring and up the ramp, as the fans clap and cheer hoping that Amy will be already.

Once into the backstage area, the EMT’s wheel Amy to the medial room, where they help her onto the table, where the onsite doctor appears.

“What do we have?”

“Suspected broken ankle, though a thorough examination is needed, she has only had entonox to help with the pain.”

“Thank you.”

The doctor looks at Amy’s ankle and turns and grabs a set of heavy duty scissors.

“I hope you are not too attached to these boots, I’m afraid I will have to remove the boot to see the extent of the damage. Just keep breathing in the gas and air.”

“Ok.”

Amy shrugged, she didn’t care right now, all she wanted to know whether her ankle was broken or not.  Taking in several more deep breathes, she watched as the doctor began cutting into the boots with the heavy duty scissors.

At first he cut the laces, before cutting the back of the boots before removing part of the boot bit by bit, where he is able to slide the boot off to reveal the unnaturally bent ankle of Amy’s. Placing the scissor down, he turns back to Amy before feeling around, poking and prodding much to Amy discomfort, as she shows this with whimpers.

“Sorry.”
He continue to feeling around, as Amy sucks in more and more entonox, as she closes her eyes wondering what was taking so long.  All of a sudden, the doctor begins to pull and twist and with a horrible skin crawling crunch and with Amy screaming, her ankle returns to normal.

“How does that feel?”

Amy who still whimpers from the pain, opens her eyes…

“bet…better. What happened?”

“You dislocated it and I just set it back into place. However, I would suggest you visit a hospital and have a few x-rays and MRI’s to make sure there are no broken bones or damaged tendons.”

“Thank god.”

“Don’t get your hopes up, recovery is 6-8 weeks obviously could be longer if you have broken a bone or even ruptured ligaments. However, again you need to go the hospital to have it fully checked out.  I’ll have one of the EMT’s take you there now.”

“Thank you.  Oh what about my stuff?”

Amy quickly asked.

“We can instruct someone to bring it to you.”

“Great”

Amy wondered how the hell she would be able to carry bags etc… if she did have a broken ankle or needed surgery… maybe she could hire someone to help do these things, but whatever the case, Amy still had to have an X-ray and MRI to know the full extent of the damage if any.

Helped off the bed and into the wheelchair, the EMT wheeled Amy off into a waiting car, where is headed to the local hospital.

**And like all hospitals, Amy has to wait several hours for her results from the MR and X-way, and though she was see straight away, she still has to wait. However, when the results did come, there were no broken or fractured bones nor any ligament damage.  So Amy had her ankle wrapped up, given some pain killers and a set of crutches and told to rest it for 4-6 weeks.

While it was all good news, the rest wasn’t going to happen, it would get one week max before Amy had to start preparations for the match against Roxi Johnson at Summer XXXtreme.**


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Well I am going to retract what I said at Climax Control, when I stated that it got personal when Keira interfered in yours and mine lumberjill match weeks back, it’s in fact gotten personal when Keira decided to make an appearance at the end of our match and decided to attack and injure me.

So you want personal, I will give you fucking personal… I’ve been nice about things and gone by the book…  Roxi I will no longer play nice and I will no longer give you the respect that you deserve.  I will show how much of a fake you are, along with your so called happy marriage.  You want to play the victim then you shall be a victim.

No more nothing personal it’s just business bullshit… It’s time to make it personal and time to show you that I won’t be kept down not even a dislocated ankle.


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color=purple]An Iron Man match is a professional wrestling match type that is set to go a specific amount of time, usually 30 or 60 minutes, with the competitor with the most falls at the end of that time named the victor.[/color]


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Thursday 13th 2015
Matamata, New Zealand – 2hrs from Auckland.
Hobbiton Movie Set.



Shortly after leaving the hospital in Apia, Samoa, Amy was driven to her hotel, where she found that her stuff has been transferred from the locker room to her room, which she was thankful for and she then spent the next few days in her hotel room and by the pool relaxing, as she recovered from her injury. It also gave her a chance to arrange to get some help in moving her stuff to Auckland, from which she would rest and relax before getting down to business.

Although the rest and relaxation was in order, she quickly invited Jamie Deen and his fiancé Justin Halliwell after Jamie asked her to go to LA.  He and Justin obviously quickly caught the earliest flight out, and from a previous conversation Amy booked a tour around the Hobbiton Movie Set for Justin as a treat.

The scene opens outside the Hobbiton Movie Set, where we see Amy, Jamie and a blind folded Justin standing at the entrance, as they waited to go in.

“Come on just a small peak.”

“No peeking allowed, otherwise no sex for you.”

Jamie laughed, as Amy just shook her head but with a grin.

“Oh.”

Justin said, as his obvious anticipation was beginning to boil over.

“Does he deserve to see where we are?”

Amy asks, as they open the doors and people begin to stream in.

“Not until we are fully inside and then we will show you.”

Amy says, as she and Jamie direct Justin through the gates and towards some awaiting cars.

“Now.”

“Now”

Jamie grins, as he pulls Justin close and peels off his blindfold.

“Surprise.”

Justin blinks a few times to adjust to the sunlight and his surrounding, before actually looking around and the first thing he notices a sign saying ’Welcome to Hobbiton’, then his eyes lights up and begins to jump for joy.

“No fucking away… I love you guys.”

Justin turns and grabs Amy and hugs her hard before planting a big wet kiss on Jamie.

“Just to let you know, the tour starts with a drive through of the 1,250 acre sheep farm with views across to the Kaimai Ranges. Then our guide will escort us through the twelve acre site and give us various fascinating details of how the Hobbiton Movie set was created.  We also get to visit The Hobbits Holes, Green Dragon Inn and other structures.”

Amy explained, as they got into the car.

“Oooh I so want to visit the Green Dragon Inn.”

Justin smiles, as squeezes Jamie’s hand. As the tour guide begins to speak.

“Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Hobbiton, as today we tour this humble little sheep farm, as we give you facts and information about how this place came to be, as we stop off at the hobbit holes, the Green Dragon Inn and other structures.”

“Do we get a drink at the Green Dragon Inn?”

Justin asks.

“You sure do.”

The tour guide responds, much to the delight and squeal of Justin.

As Amy and Jamie giggle.

“So shall we begin?”
The car moves off.

“As you know The Hobbiton Movie Set was created by film director Sir Peter Jackson to depict the home of the hobbits for his popular movies - Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit – has become a must-see tourist attraction for film fans and tourists.”

The guide began, as the car moves through the park.

“The Shire - otherwise known as Hobbiton - is a village of 44 hobbit holes dug into the hillside, surrounded by hobbit gardens and orchards, and the fertile pastures of a sheep and cattle farm owned and operated by the Alexander family.”

Justin listen intently, while Amy takes in the views.

“Their farm has 13,500 sheep and around 400 cows, which they produce obviously Lamb, Beef and Wool. And since opening 12 years ago they have had more than 800,000 visitors come visit this beautiful site.

And some of you may or may not know that the Green Dragon Inn is the newest edition to Hobbiton and built in December 2012.”

The guide stops talking as we got past several hobbit holes with their gardens and orchards.

“Did you know that the original set was built with temporary materials like 7mm ply and Styrofoam. And when filming ended on the LOTR trilogy, the set was largely deconstructed and only when they started filming The Hobbit trilogy did they use more permanent materials.  The new version of Hobbiton took two years to build and they expect it to last a very long time.”

The guide continues on…

“As for the hedge and tree etc… The Barberry hedges and trees were brought in and gardens were nurtured throughout winter and still are now.  The Mill and double arch bridge were built out of scaffolding, ply and polystyrene, then glued and painted. While the thatch on the pub and mill roofs was cut from rushes around the Alexander farm.

The oak tree overlooking Bag End was cut down and brought in from near Matamata.  Each branch was numbered and chopped, then transported and bolted together on top of Bag End.  Artificial leaves were imported from Taiwan and individually wired onto the dead tree.”

The guide took a second to allow the information to soak in as the fleet of cars continued around the park, as the guide continued to show and tell until they reached the Green Dragon Inn.

“Ladies and Gentleman, we have reached the Green Dragon Inn, we would like to invite you in for a drink and a snack, obviously soft drinks for the kids.”

The cars stop outside the Inn, where everyone climbs out with Jamie helping Amy out of the vehicle, as they towards the Inn.

“I don’t know what to drink.”

Justin says, as he gets closer to the Inn.

“Cider, Ale or Ginger beer.”

Amy says, knowing that she would be having the ginger beer due to the pain killers. Entering the Inn, Justin heads straight to the bar and looks at the menu, where he orders Oatbarton Brew, while Jamie orders the Sackville Cider and Amy the Frogmorton ginger beer.

“Cheers to Amy for inviting us here and for this fucking awesome trip.”

Justin raises his cup, as Jamie follows suit along with Amy.

“You are very much welcome”

They all chink there cups before drinking their drinks, the scene soon fades out on Amy, Jamie and Justin drinking there drinks and having a quick snack, as they talk about the trip around Hobbiton so far, as they talk about what else to come on this trip and how they will spend their evening later on.

[Roxi Johnson]

 The past week I have been just… feeling like crap, and trying to stop my wife from being a complete menace to everyone, and everything around her. I love her, I love my wife with all my heart, but in no way can I condone anything she’s done in the past week. She’s made herself look like a fool, and in turn, it has cast the eyes of suspicion on me. I know how it looks. I’m not stupid.  I can see that this entire thing is a no-win situation. I can tell people are thinking, either a) I purposely let Keira attack Amy and try to injure her. Or I can’t control my wife. It’s infuriating to no end that Keira did this. I never wanted this to happen. I mean, Amy and I had unfinished business, and I was looking forward to putting Amy in her place myself. I didn’t need Keira to do me any favors. I know the suspicions and doubts are there. People thinking I set up Amy, and I tell you now that I didn’t. Keira was angry, and I have tried, over and over again to get her to focus her anger into a more positive approach to this whole thing. Something in Keira snapped, and well… what happened to Amy was the result. But in no way shape or form was that something I wanted to happen.  I feel horrible about it, and once the adrenaline wore off… so did Keira.

Keira’s actions had me worried sick, and fanning the flames of the knee-jerk reaction that happened. Some people were actually happy with what Keira did, but most her against her, and rightfully so. What Keira did was terrible, and I was shocked that SCW did not take further actions against her, but now Keira has made herself a target of many people’s anger and hate, and in turn, it’s reflecting on me for having to defend her actions. To which, I can’t, and I won’t. There is no excuse for trying to permanently injure someone, and Keira deserves all the hate she’s received. There is no justification for what she did. I have apologized, Keira has apologized, and I know in my heart that that’s never going to be enough. I not even thinking about this in terms of the Iron man match. I’m not even thinking about the fact that Amy and I have a match. I never wanted anything bad to happen to Amy. Despite all she’s done, despite all we went through the past couple of months, it’s not like I hated her. Sure, I had plenty of reasons, and costing my wife a championship was chief among them, but there’s a line in this business and you can ask anyone, that while this outburst was awful, and the subsequent firestorm on social media was  out of line… And it makes me suspect that something else is going on here. I just hope this is a phase, because even if no one thinks it anymore, Keira is better than what she displayed last Sunday.

In the meantime, I really do hope that Amy isn’t seriously injured. I hope she makes a speedy recovery and that she is 100% going into Summer XXXtreme. I don’t want this to be a tainted match, even though it pretty much is already thanks to Keira’s actions. I still feel like crap that this happened, and now, Amy’s got all this pent up anger and rage she’s going to unleash based on that. I didn’t need that to happen, but it did. The only thing I can do now is prepare. Prepare for what’s coming my way, no doubt angrier and more willing to go the extra mile now. No doubt, come hell or high water, Amy is going to bring it at Summer XXXtreme and I can only imagine the mood she will be in.  That’s not to say I am scared of Amy, because I’m not. I have no reason to fear Amy, but I know that initial wrath is coming strong. I know Amy is pissed, I know Amy is angry. But sustaining that anger for 30 minutes? I don’t know about all that.

It’s 30 long minutes of her and I. 30 minutes of her trying to her best to beat me. But I’m going to prove a point as I said in my promo on the show, I’m going to prove that I am better than Amy in the ring, and her mind games have meant nothing. Amy can talk all she likes about playing this fair, when she knows she’s tried to get every advantage she could, and outside of Into the Void, each time she’s come up short when it mattered. So Amy needed the mind games. She needed to try and toy with my emotions, and string me along, and when I turned the tables, she cried foul. I already talked about how every time I attempted to pin her that someone broke it up, and then in the end, yeah the other bombshells jumped in for a little payback, but that made that match even. I never asked for help from any of the bombshells on the roster, never once, and I never will. That’s just not me. It’s on the many reasons I asked for 30 minutes between the two of us. So there are no excuses, and no reasons to cry foul. All of this was going according to the plan until Keira interjected herself into this, which I did not ask for, and did not need. In fact, that wasn’t even about Amy and I, it was about Amy and Keira. The two kept verbally jabbing at one another, and I quelled Keira on trying to fight every single battle on social media. I did my best to stop her from lashing out, but costing Keira the championship was the last straw for Keira. She couldn’t take it. But now, Amy is hurt, and I take responsibility for that. It should not have happened. Anyone who knows me, knows me to be a fair and just person. A hero after all shouldn’t have acted the way Keira acted. Not in the slightest. And once Amy and I have our match, and I walk away with my championship, it’ll be over, and Keira and Amy can settle it once and for all.

Amy and I have been going at it for over 2 months now. And it’s coming to an end at Summer XXXtreme. 30 minutes we will beat the hell out of each other. And once those 30 minutes are up, I will walk away with the championship, and the proof that I will have risen above everything she’s tried to do to me. I am preparing for the blitz that’s coming, I am preparing for the long sustained effort I need to put in. And I will be ready when the bell rings to go all 30 minutes. That’s what a champion does. If Amy thinks for one second I’m going to slack off and perhaps re-hash some promo from before or some segment, she’s wrong. I am going full throttle into this, and I will walk away the champion. Before Amy was hurt, I was prepared to make sure she didn’t walk away under her own power for all she’s done. But what Keira did, it opened my eyes.  I don’t want to hurt Amy anymore. I’m just going to beat her. Beat her, walk away the champion and move on. There are bigger things in life than trying to end someone’s career. I was prepared to go there, but not anymore, that wouldn’t be me.

It would be so easy to fall into that trap, and Keira fell in because of her emotions. My emotions are now back in check, and I’m going to that Cruise ship to have fun, soak up some sun, and retain the championship which I hold so dearly right now. I will not let anyone down at Summer XXXtreme.

I’m going to be the better person and just say “good luck” to Amy. I wish her the best. I really do. But I meant what I said last week when I said that there is no going back. Summer XXXtreme is the end, and the end of Amy Marshall’s hopes, to win the Internet championship again, from me.



{It’s the post CC last week, as Keira is packing up her bags as the show concludes as Roxi walks into the locker room after being checked out by the trainer. Keira sees her and continues to pack.}

Keira – Don’t say anything…. Don’t say a word.

Roxi – Keira…

Keira – I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I just couldn’t take it! I had taken way too much from that bitch! I’m done! Done with it! I…

{Keira has tears running down her face, practically hysterical.}

Keira – I just couldn’t…. I need…. I’m sorry….

Roxi – Keira… you need to calm down.

{Keira zips up her back and keeps crying.}

Keira – I’ll spend the night away from you. I screwed this whole thing up. I screwed EVERYTHING UP! I DID IT! I’M SORRY!

{Keira picks up her bags and brushes past Roxi. Roxi grabs her by the arm.}

Roxi – Sit down. Please.

{Keira keeps crying and slowly and grudgingly sits down.}

Roxi – I… I can understand your anger. I can understand your hate. But you have to be smarter than that. Keira… do you even realize what you did?

{Keira looks up at Roxi and gets even more upset.}

Keira – I made you hate me. Everyone is going to hate me. So… I need to go away.

Roxi – Kiera…

Keira – No! I’m going away.

{Keira picks up her bags and walks out, leaving Roxi to try and pick up her bags and chase her out of the arena, but by the time Roxi does so, Keira is long gone.}



{We open high in the mountains of Southern California, at the world famous Big Bear training facility. Roxi has hiked to the top and requested the facility to train for her Iron Man match with Amy Marshall. Roxi shakes the trainers hand as she gets there. His nametag reads “Joe”. Roxi hunches over breathing heavily from the long hike.}

Joe – Hello, welcome to Big Bear, I’m Joe, I’m the head trainer here.

Roxi – Hello. I’m Roxi. I’m getting ready for this match, so I need to be ready. 30 minutes of wrestling isn’t going to be easy.

Joe – Well, you came to the right place. We’ll get you in the best shape we possibly can.

Roxi – I’ve noticed. I’m already kinda tired.

Joe – Well, that’s what we pride ourselves on. There’s some rare air up here, you’ll have to get used to it, but in the long run, it’ll help you.

Roxi – Yeah… I hope so.

Joe – Well, you can drop your stuff in the cabin over there, and we’ll get started as soon as you are ready.

Roxi – Thanks Joe.

{Roxi carries her bag over to the  cabin and sets it down, and lays down on the bed as her phone goes off and she answers it and puts it on speaker.}

Roxi – Keira…

Keira – I’m sorry.

Roxi – Keira… not now.

Keira – I said I was sorry. I just… I wanted to come with you.

Roxi – No, this is… this is giving each other space while I train for this match.

Keira – Please call me though. Please. I just wanna know you’re okay.

Roxi – I will when I get some free moments.

Keira – You promise?

Roxi – Yes, I promise.

Keira – Okay…. I love you.

Roxi – I love you too Keira.

{There’s a brief silence where Keira can be heard in the background seemingly crying.}

Roxi – Keira? What’s wrong?

Keira – I…. nothing, nothing. I’m okay.

Roxi – Keira, don’t lie to me.  I can hear you.

Keira – I…. I just… I miss you, and… I still think you are mad at me.

Roxi – Keira…

Keira – I can tell by the tone of your voice Roxi, you can’t fool me. You’re still mad at me.

Roxi – I… Keira, I love you. You know that. I will always stand by your side. I just… I need this time, we both do. This isn’t about our relationship. This is about me preparing to wrestle for 30 minutes.

Keira – I should still be there! I don’t wanna be apart!

Roxi – Keira… I’m testing you. I will be back with you after a few days. You sit back, relax, and focus. Don’t get out of hand and stay out of trouble. If you can do that for me, then you won’t even be on punishment anymore.

{Roxi can hear and see Keira’s face light up even over the phone.}

Keira – Wait… You… You mean it?

Roxi – Yes.

Keira – Okay… okay… I’ll let you get back to it.

Roxi – Thank you Keira. You stay out of trouble.

Keira – I will. I promise. I love you baby!

Roxi – I love you too.

{Roxi hangs up the phone and heads back outside once she changes into training gear.}

Roxi – Okay, I’m ready.

Joe – Are you sure? Once we start, even though it’s only a few days…. It’s going to be intense.

Roxi – I’m ready.

Joe – Then let’s go.

{Roxi follows Joe into the training facility as the scene fades}



We started 3 day journey with the light jogging. It was long, and hard due to the lack of air. It was one of the most draining things I’ve ever experienced. I would need to work smarter than I normally would in order to be ready. Running with an oxygen mask on my back was not fun either. I was warned of the long term effects of possibly changing the way I breathed, and changing the way I trained. That oxygen mask helped regulate the amount of air I was getting, but training at this high of altitude was preparing me for a match I had never really been in before. I made the challenge to settle a score, but what I was doing may end up altering my body for the worse. It did pose a threat to an athlete, so it was a choice I made based on the risk vs the reward of the whole thing. I need to be ready for  Amy Marshall, no time to hold back now.

Day 2 was just as intense as day 1. No outside running, but there was much cardio work on the treadmill, as well as practicing grappling and working more on my flexibility. And that was something I hadn’t done since High school gymnastics. But it was a good stretch, and it was a good burn. I actually had to get blood work down each day, so I freaked out a couple of times until they realized I need to be like blindfolded in order to deal with it.  But I eventually got over it, and due to my accelerated healing, I was able to get back at it faster than most people normally would ever.  I think I surprised Joe with how quickly, and how easily I was able to get back into training, but still, the lack of oxygen made it very difficult to continue.

Day 3 was the most intense I’ve ever had in most any training scenario. Joe pushed me to the point of exhaustion twice that day, and if not for my training, I might have actually passed out. I was lucky to be able to stand at the end of the day, but I knew what it was all about. It was for me to be ready. For me to take down Amy Marshall once and for all. 3 days was probably not enough in the long run. But it was 30 minutes, not 60. If this was 60, I would have spent a week here, not 3 days. But I was in complete agreement with what an MMA fighter once told me. You punish yourself now, so that you can punish your opponent later. And that’s exactly what I plan to do to Amy Marshall.

This week was all about training, and next week, was about relaxing and patching things up. It’ll pay off in the end. I know it will. All of this…. All the hate, all the anger, all the negativity and negative vibes, it would all be going way on that cruise ship. I don’t know if anything will make up for what Keira did, but the rebuilding process… it began now.

[Christian Underwood]

 The first RP period is now over.

As of now, we are in the second RP period.

Second RP Period Deadline:
United States: 11:59pm EST Friday 08/21/2015
England: 04:59am Saturday 08/22/2015

NOTE: Remember folks! All RPs in week two have to take place on the Sun Princess cruise ship.

[Amy Marshall]

 Sunday 16th August 2015
Auckland, NZ
2:30pm

The scene opens inside the hotel that Amy has been staying in for the past, where we see Amy slowly packing her stuff into her suitcases, as she prepares to fly out to Australia to catch the boat for Summer XXXtreme.  The whole week flew past and it wasn’t enough for her ankle to get better, however, she had two friends to help her forget and relax. But with Amy now flying out, she was unsure of their plans.

Standing to her feet carefully, Amy headed into the bathroom to grab her makeup and hair care products, there was a knock at the door.

“Door is open.”

Amy shouted, as she grabbed one last item and as she stepped out, she was greeted by the sight of Jamie and Justin.

“Hi Guys.”

Amy said with a smile, as she placed her make up bag and hair products into the suitcase.

“Hey Ames, how is the packing going?”

“Good thanks, speaking of which… what are you guys doing? Are you heading home, staying here or just jetting off to somewhere warmer?”

Amy queried.

“We weren’t too sure yet, thought it would be great to see some friends again on the cruise ship.”

Jamie said dropping a massive hint, as shook her head.

“Do you want to come with me to the cruise ship?”

“If you don’t mind.”

Justin said nudging Jamie.

“Well you are lucky then… I bought two tickets for you guys.”

Jamie virtually jumps on the spot with glee, as Justin moves in and gives Amy a peck on the cheek.

“Thanks Amy.”

“I love you Amy.”

Jamie kisses Amy on the cheek as well.

“Better get packing.”

Justin nods and mouths thank you, as Jamie grabs Justin’s hand and pulls him out of the room and towards their hotel room.

“You’ve got half an hour.”

Amy shouted, as she smiled before going back to packing her stuff, as the scene fades out on Amy fishing out the flight plans and flight confirmations and placing them onto the bedside table, before returning back to packing.


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Training Diary 1:
17th Aug 2015.
Sun Princess Cruise Liner, Brisbane, Australia.

Dear Diary…

Nah just joking.

Today I completed several laps around the pool, I wish I could visit the gym and run laps around the boat, but my ankle is still a little bit tender. Maybe I should just do an upper body work out tomorrow. On a plus side I spent the evening with Jamie and Justin watching Bret Hart vs. Shawn Michaels, Rock vs. HHH, John Cena vs. Randy Orton, Kurt Angle vs. Brock Lesnar, Ricky Steamboat vs. Rick Rude and AJ Styles vs. Bobby Roode.  All various 30 minute and 60 minute matches.  Can’t say I haven’t done my research.


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Oh look at me… I am Roxi Johnson… I…I… I… Me… me… me…

Sorry Roxi, but the world doesn’t revolve around you nor does playing the victim suit you… I am the victim here not you nor your wife.  I don’t care how you were feeling before or after the attack, nor do I care about how your marriage is now the rocks or how mad you are at Keira etc…

In fact I just see straight through your bullshit and lies and I’m pretty damn sure that everyone else does as well.

I hardly doubt that you didn’t know anything about Keira’s impending attacks and I think that you had the interference at Climax Control a few weeks back and Keira’s physical assault on me, all planned and prepared. But go ahead and keep telling everyone that you knew nothing and give the ‘I am innocent look’, you will eventually convince yourself that you did nothing wrong.

However, you said you feel bad about things and guilty… where was your apology, where was Keira apology… flowers… cards?

There was none… instead it was all about Keira’s melt down and her anger… I bet she was angry that she couldn’t get the job done in trying to break my ankle and instead it was merely dislocated, and that I can happily walk into Summer XXXtreme and still kick your ass.

I feel so sorry for you Roxi, that your plans failed and you couldn’t get out of our match….  I’ll see you in six days’ time, where I’ll show how much you enjoy having your ass kicked by me.


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Training Diary 2:
19th Aug 2015.

Feels good to be back in the gym, although it was only an upper body work out – so my arms, shoulders, back and stomach were worked pretty and I’m going to feel that tomorrow. As for my ankle, I heavily taped it up and while I shouldn’t have done it, I walked a couple of miles on the treadmill just to loosen up my ankle.


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19th August 2015
Time: 2:50am

The scene opens down a long corridor, where the doors are a warm mahogany with the door numbers painted in gold, light blue carpeting and walls painted in an ivory color, the camera slowly goes past door number A299, A300, A301 until finally arriving at door number at A302 and stopping, where the camera suddenly turns to reveal the person holding the camera.

The person behind the camera is a masked Amy Marshall, who waves the key card in front of the camera.

“Must have dropped this”

The camera turns back around, where see a hand plus key board being slotted into the machine before being pulled out again and the door clicking open.  Slowly and quietly Amy opens the door to reveal a large cabin room with a huge double bed, a large flat screen TV and a balcony, but our eyes are then directed back to the sleeping occupants of the room and the Bombshell Internet champion sitting on the side, as we realise that this is the room of Roxi and Keira…
And surprisingly some sleeping separately considering how upset Roxi is supposedly with Keira.

“You sleep so beautifully”

Amy whispers from behind the camera, as the camera is then place down on something, and Amy comes into shot with a Polaroid camera in hand.  Amy quickly picks up the Internet title and take a picture of the title and herself, which obviously instantly prints, as Amy then carefully places the internet title along with the picture on the side.

Amy then takes several more photos, this time of the sleeping Roxi and a few of Keira, before taking a few ‘selfie’ pictures of her and Roxi and writing on them.

Thanks for the picture. Love Amy. XX

And…

You are gorgeous when you sleep!

Amy then spreads these photos about, before picking up the camera and zooming on Roxi’s face.

“I did say I would get personal, although I could dig out your sex toys that you and Keira use and plaster them about the ship.  Anyway, sweet dream Roxi or maybe happy nightmares.”

The camera zooms back out as the camera turns, where we see the key card being placed on the side, as the camera pans around to the door, where Amy leaves the room and back into the bright well decorated corridor, as the camera recording abruptly ends.


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20th August 2015
Verdi’s pizzeria

The scene opens up on Deck 8 of the Sun Princess Cruise Liner, where we see Jessie, Shane, Justin, Jamie and Amy sitting around a large table sharing a couple of Pizza’s and some Garlic Bread, as they chatted about various topics from Jessie and Shane’s wedding and honeymoon, how Justin and Jamie met, funny stories and wrestling.

The conversation soon turned to Summer XXXtreme and preparations.

“So Amy, how are you preparations going for your match”

Shane asked leaning back in the chair.

“I’m ready as I possibly can be, it’s strange not training every day.”

Amy shrugged.

“How is the ankle?”

Jessie asked.

“Getting there, I’m heading to the gym later and do some weight training.”

“What happened to upper body training?”

Jamie asked.

“I’m going to keep doing that… but my legs need a little love too. I can’t keep tip toeing around my ankle injury.”

Amy said frowning.

“But what if you dislocate it again… it will set you back.”

Jessie said with concern.

“I won’t and I will heavily tape it.”

Amy said little taken back by the questioning.

“I don’t want you to do it.”

Jamie said shaking his head.

“I will train on this ankle like it or not. My body, my career and I refuse to let it beat me. I need to win.”

Amy said sitting back and sticking to her guns, as Jamie, Jessie and Shane aim to persuade Amy not to train on her ankle.

“SO… Jessie, how are you preparations going?”

Amy said quickly changing the subject back to Jessie, as Jessie looks back at Amy, shaking her head at Amy’s stubbornness.

“Good thanks. I’m ready to beat Candy and Crystal.”

Jessie said with a smile.

“I saw you promo earlier, you looked a little distracted. You ok?”

Amy said with concern in her voice.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I think my honeymoon is catching up with me. Lack of sleep etc…”

Jessie said with a shrug.

“Well shake it off and beat those nobodies. Candy and Crystal are easy wins. You got this.”

Amy said trying to boost Jessie’s confidence.

“Well this has got a bit too serious.”

Jamie perked up, as he looked around the table.

“How about we finish up here and head to the casino?”

Jamie asked, as Jessie, Shane and Justin thought about it and nodded.

“Sure.”

Jessie said.

“It will be only for a little while, I won’t be betting or spending loads. The gym is calling.”

Amy said with a shrug.

“Killjoy.”

Jamie nudged Amy.

“I’ll make it up to you guys Friday. I promise.”

Jamie nodded, as does Justin, Jessie and Shane.

“Alright.”

Amy bites into her last bit of pizza, as the scene soon fades out, as everyone begins to talk again, as they decided on what to play in the casino. As Amy chimes in, telling them that blackjack is the way to go.


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Training Diary 3:
20th Aug 2015.

Against the advice of Jessie, Shane, Justin and Jamie of me pushing too hard, I trained my legs.  It had to be done, as they are the first to go in any match. So after spending a little bit of time on the balance ball, I used the leg press and applied some weights to my ankles and did some various leg workouts.  My ankle certainly hurt after this, but it will be worth it as I will not let it beat me.


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21st August 2015
Filmed on the balcony of Amy Marshall’s cabin.

Well we are just days away from Summer XXXtreme on this beautiful ship, and I am ready to face off against you Roxi. And while my training has been restricted due to an injury from certain someone, I am fit and I am ready to take on this 30 minute challenge… I personally have never wrestled for 30 minutes straight, however, I know my stamina is pretty good because I train 6-7 times a week…  I can run for miles, I do empty stomach cardio, weight training… hell even a little bit of Maui Thai to keep me fit.

So a dislocated ankle has only slowed me a little.

I should be technically resting and icing my ankle, but we all know that wasn’t happening and I was damned sure that I wasn’t going to waste our two month battle on sitting at home pondering what could have happened.

Now… no more talk about my ankle and no more talk about if these were attacks of your doing and knowledge and focus on the match itself.

The match will be a battle of attrition and whose body will be the first to give up… I can tell you, that it won’t be mine, but of course you will say the same thing and you will merely focus on my weakness etc… you can do that… but let’s face it, at the end of the day all of our pent up hate, frustration etc… will be let out and this won’t be a standard wrestling match… it will be a brawl.

And when it comes to brawls… all respect goes out of the window and well that went out window for you as soon as Keira cost me the Internet title that sits around your waist. And speaking of the internet title… I am taking back what was stolen from me, you won’t have Keira helping you this time. And just like I am barred from her match, Christian agreed to have Keira barred as well, though that psychotic unpredictable bitch will probably poke her nose in under you orders.

But I am ready for her and you…

No more games… it’s just you and me and 30 minutes of pure hell.

[Roxi Johnson]

 {The scene opens as Roxi and Keira have stepped aboard the Sun Princess cruise liner, both smiling as they look around. The captain of the ship, along with an assistant stand waiting. }

Roxi – Well, here we are.

Captain – Welcome aboard ladies, may I have your name’s please?

Roxi – I’m Roxi Johnson, and this is my wife, Keira.

{Keira smiles as the assistant checks their names off.}

Captain – You two are… actually the first wrestlers to come aboard.

Roxi – We wanted to make sure we didn’t miss the cruise.

Keira – We’ve needed a vacation for a long time.

Captain – Well, we’ll try and make this an enjoyable cruise for you guys.

Roxi – I do actually have one request.

Captain – Oh?

Roxi – Can I… see the bridge? Like where the controls are and stuff?

Captain – I… I don’t suppose there’s an issue with that. Come in the morning any time after breakfast is served and I’ll give you a tour.

Roxi – Great.

{Roxi smiles. Keira turns to the assistant and reads her nametag… “Tammy”.}

Keira – Is there food here… Tammy?

Tammy – Yes. Yes there is. We’ll be fully stocked for the cruise.

{Keira smirks.}

Keira – Challenge accepted.

{Tammy looks confused.}

Tammy – What?

Roxi – N… nothing. Keira’s just been looking forward to her cheat day.

Tammy – Oh… right.. I’ll bet. Well we have many delicious meals planned.

Keira – Excellent.

Tammy – Well, if you ladies would like to come with me, I’ll set you up with your room and the keys.

Roxi – Awesome.

{Roxi and Keira follow Tammy inside the liners check-in lobby and receive their room keys.}

Tammy – You are all in section C. So, if you ever get lost or anything, just remember section C, and you should be good. One each for you, and if you could sign this for the room.

{Tammy hands Roxi a piece of paper and she quickly scans over it and signs for the room.}

Roxi – There you are.

Tammy – Thank you. We’ll have announcements for breakfast, lunch and dinner, but if you feel hungry at any time, the kitchen does take some special orders, and some room service is available.

Keira – Hot damn! More food.

Roxi – Keira! Listen, Tammy, thanks for this, we’re gonna go get settled in, and maybe explore a little of the ship.

Tammy – Sure. Enjoy yourselves. There’s a flyer in your rooms about the day and night activities!

Roxi – Thank you.

{Roxi and Keira make their way to their room. They take several twists and turns to get to section C, finally arriving as they drop they open the door and drop their bags off, Roxi sits on one of the beds, testing it out.}

Roxi – Kinda lumpy.

Keira – What are you trying to get the better bed?

Roxi – No you goof, seeing which one we’ll use.

Keira – Oh.

{Roxi tests the other bed, and still doesn’t seem all that pleased.}

Roxi – Eh… it’ll do, I guess.

{Keira flops down on the bed beside Roxi.}

Keira – Well… it’ll work.  So… do we unpack now?

Roxi – Nah, let’s go walk around and find some good spots to do stuff.

Keira – Okay…

{Roxi stands up and Keira stands with her.}

Keira – Roxi?

{Roxi turns to look at Keira a little confused.}

Roxi – Yeah?

Keira – Did… you check this liner out before?

Roxi – Down below. Everything looked good to me. I didn’t see any holes or weak spots. Cruise liners are pretty safe.

Keira – Mmmkay.

Roxi – Trust me, Angel and Despy were just as worried. But we’re gonna be fine.

{Roxi throws an arm around Keira as they walk out the door, room keys in pocket. Roxi and Keira exits the section and walk along the water taking in the beautiful scenery.}

Roxi – This is going to be a great week.

Keira – You think so?

Roxi – Sure, we busted our butts last week, now it’s time to relax. Punish ourselves first, so we can punish our opponents later.

Keira – I missed you when you were training.

Roxi – I missed you too. I just… had to take care of some… old ghosts.

{Keira stops walking and tugs at Roxi’s arm.}

Keira – What do you mean?

Roxi – It’s not a big deal, no more issues. This is a week where we can… take it easy. We… may get some light training in, since they’re bound to have a gym here.

Keira – What if…. Something happens?

Roxi – Like what?

Keira – You know….

Roxi – Oh… well… what could happen? It’s the ocean. Unless someone releases the Kraken, and it followed us from Norway, I think we’ll be okay.

{Roxi and Keira continue to walk looking out at the water and the open ocean.}

Roxi – This is so beautiful.

Keira – You know… we needed this.. I mean… I know it I did. But, I know you did too.

{Roxi smiles at Keira.}

Roxi – Well, Yeah, kinda. But I think we’re off to a good start so far, yeah?

Keira – Yeah.

{Roxi and Keira walk until they run into an intoxicated deck hand. He stumbles slightly, and burps, looking around to see if anyone sees him.}

Roxi – You okay, buddy?

Deck Hand – No… no… thissss voyage is doomed!

{The deck hand walks by, clearly upset that Roxi and Keira found him. Keira looks at Roxi.}

Keira – There went the good start.

Roxi – As long as this doesn’t turn into Jason takes Manhattan… I think we’ll be okay.

Keira – Didn’t that start with a deck hand saying the voyage was doomed?

Roxi – Yes… But that doesn’t mean anything.

Keira – Let’s just… tell the captain and move on, shall we?

Roxi – Yeah.

{Roxi and Keira walk along, continuing to take everything in, while Roxi continues to look around for any other things out of the ordinary.}



{The next morning, after all the SCW wrestlers and bombshells have boarded, and the ship has set sail, Roxi eats an orange as she searches through her bag. Keira walks out of the bathroom watching her and she tosses clothes out of the bags.}

Keira – What are you looking for?

Roxi – My hat.

Keira – Hat?

Roxi – Yeah, I know I brought it.

Keira – Which hat? With the lightning thing on it?

Roxi – No, it’s my… there it is!

{Roxi pulls a Pirate hat out of her bag.}

Keira – Wha…. Why do you have a pirate hat?

{Roxi giggles as she puts it on.}

Roxi – Because we’re on a ship… you know, pirates are sweet.

Keira – You’re such a child.

Roxi – I know, right?

Keira – You’re going to the bridge now, aren’t you?

Roxi – Yes I am. Try not to eat all the food in the kitchen while I’m gone, huh?

Keira – Very funny. Have fun up there. I’ll be here when you get back.

Roxi – You going to be okay?

Keira – I’ve got my 3DS…

Roxi – Okay.. I’ll be back soon.

{Roxi kisses Keira and leaves the room, room key in hand. She places the pirate hat on her head as the door closes. Roxi makes her way to the bridge. She runs into the captain in the hallway.}

Roxi – Ahoy captain!

Captain – Ah, I see it’s the pirate routine.

Roxi – Yes. It’s not the first time you’ve seen this, is it?

Captain – Not even close.

{Roxi snaps her fingers in disappointment.}

Roxi – Dang.

Captain – But you wanted the tour of the ship’s bridge, right?

Roxi – Yes.

Captain – Well, follow me.

{Roxi and the captain walk to the bridge, and enter the giant room where all the ships controls are. Roxi sees everything and smirks.}

Roxi – Avast!

{The several people in the bridge who help control the ship just shake their heads and snicker.}

Roxi – Wow, you have a lot of people in here.

Captain – Lookouts and people who help control the ship, check the engines, and make sure things run smoothly.

{Roxi looks around, and actually looks a little disappointed as the captain notices.}

Captain – Is there something wrong?

Roxi – I was kinda hoping for a ship’s wheel in here.

Captain – Oh… well, we’ve kind of moved on past that for cruise ships.

Roxi – Dang.

{Roxi looks at everyone in the room.}

Roxi – So… all these people help run the ship?

Captain – Yes, they all have a specific job they do, everyone is important here.

Roxi – Hmmm?

{Roxi looks around and wipes her finger on some dust on the railing.}

Roxi – This place is a little dusty.

{Roxi turns to one of the ship’s crew who is watching the window.}

Roxi – You there! Were you in charge of railing dust? You’ve failed! The captain is furious! 30 lashes and then, you walk the plank!

Captain – Uh… that’s Charlie, he checks how far we are from docking.

Roxi – Oh… well…

Captain – And… we don’t have a plank.

{Roxi turns, disappointed.}

Roxi – You’re just taking all the fun out of this pirate thing. No wheel, no plank… Tell me there’s at least buried treasure somewhere here?

Captain – Not that I know of.

Roxi – This, is a gyp.

Captain – Sorry to disappoint. There is a list of activities you can take part in on the brochure we have.

Roxi – I read that, I am certainly taking part in this ‘80’s night. Karaoke!

Captain – Those are always a great time.

{Roxi walks up to the captain and shakes his hand.}

Roxi – Well, thanks for letting me see bridge. I was hoping to steer but… there’s not wheel.

Captain – Sorry about that, we do it all electronically, and it’s on autopilot. But thanks for coming up and seeing us.

Roxi – No problem. Thanks guys!

{The crew all wave and say their good-byes as Roxi leaves, disheartened she wore her pirate hat for nothing. She walks back to her room, and enters, seeing Keira playing with her 3DS. Keira looks up and sees Roxi’s face.}

Keira – Hey… what’s wrong?

Roxi – Ships seem to have changed since the ‘90’s. There’s no wheel. I couldn’t drive the ship.

Keira – Awww… I’m sorry baby.

Roxi – But… at the same time, ‘80’s night is tonight!

Keira – I know… any chance you get to do karaoke, you take it.

Roxi – Dang straight! You been okay?

Keira – Yeah, just playing Smash. You uh… haven’t run into Amy, have you?

Roxi – Not yet. I’m sure I will. You haven’t… have you?

Keira – No… I’ve been in here.

Roxi – Maybe it’s best you don’t see her.

Keira – Yeah… probably.

Roxi – She’s barred from your match, and… you have to promise me, right here, right now, as long as I’m out there. No… for this entire trip… you do not go anywhere near Amy and try to hurt her again.

Keira – I’m not. I promise. I want to stay as far away from her as possible. I want to avoid any and all confrontations with her. I already feel like crap about the whole thing.

Roxi – I know. I know. I’m not trying to guilt you into anything.

{Roxi sits down next to Keira and hugs her}

Roxi – How about we got find a spot to lay out and get some sun?

{Keira turns and smirks.}

Keira – You packed a bikini didn’t you?

Roxi – Yes… Didn’t you?

Keira – Many bikinis.

{Keira giggles.}

Roxi – Well come on, let’s go find a place to get the most sun then…

{Roxi and Keira get up, and head outside to find someplace to lay out in the sun.}


{Later on that night, Roxi prepares along with Keira for a night of karaoke.}

Keira – What do you plan on singing?

Roxi – I dunno. I’ll figure it out as I go, I guess.

Keira – I see.

Roxi – Are you going to sing?

{Keira blushes.}

Keira – You know I’m terrible.

Roxi – You sang beautifully in Paris.

Keira – Oh hush… you’re embarrassing me.

Roxi – I just tell the truth. You sang for me, you showed a lot of courage.

Keira – I’ve got some other surprises planned you know?

Roxi – You do?

Keira – Yeah. Just wait. Let’s get this over with first though.

Roxi – You got it.

{Roxi smiles and soon she and Keira walk out of the room and head to the club room to sing during 80’s night, and soon it’s Roxi’s turn to sing. She climbs up on the stage and takes the mic.}

Roxi – Hey guys.

{Some cheering, some clapping.}

Roxi – I figured, since this trip is going to Australia, why not do a song by an Aussie band?

{More cheering.}

Roxi – Now… I figured that Men at Work would be easy, but… maybe a little too easy. So, I think I’m gonna burn a little…. Midnight Oil.

{The music starts up.}
Roxi – (Singing) Out where the river broke
The bloodwood and the desert oak
Holden wrecks and boiling diesels
Steam in forty five degrees

The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share

The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
Let's give it back

How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning

Four wheels scare the cockatoos
From Kintore East to Yuendemu
The western desert lives and breathes
In forty five degrees

The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share

The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
Let's give it back

How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning

{Roxi finishes the song out, and departs the stage to a nice round of applause and walks off the stage to greet some fans and greets Keira.}

Roxi – Well… what did you think?

Keira – Great as always. Hehehe.

Roxi – Awesome. That was fun.

Keira – I’m hungry, let’s get something to eat..

Roxi – You got it.

{Roxi and Keira walk off, some passengers still cheering her.}



{It’s the next afternoon and Roxi and Keira have been laying out in the sun all day. Keira is almost napping as Roxi raises up and looks around.}

Roxi – Man… we’ve been laying here for hours.

Keira – Yeah…. Yeah…

Roxi – You put on sunscreen right? I don’t want you falling asleep and getting fried.

Keira – I’m… I’m fine. SPF…. 30…

Roxi – Okay. I’ll be right back. I’m gonna go grab some food.

{Roxi walks towards the kitchen area of the ship, but sees Angel on the floor. Roxi walks over and picks up the teddy bear}

Roxi – Angel? What are you doing here?

{Despayre walks into frame rubbing his eyes, apparently having just woke up.}

Despayre – There he is.

Roxi – Hey Despy.

Despayre – Hey… did you see the mer-man I caught?

Roxi – You… caught  a mer-man?

Despayre – I did! Angel was there, he saw it too. I threw him back!

Roxi – Yeah, about Angel, what is her doing out of your sight?

Despayre – He’s been worried this whole trip.

Roxi – About what?

Despayre – You know, creepy crawlies in the ship.

Roxi – I checked, there are none.

Despayre – He’s just being paranoid.

Roxi – Well… I know my way around, let me take him to alleviate his worries.

Despayre – Are… you sure?

Roxi – Sure. Quick in an out.

Despayre – Uh… I… I guess…

Roxi – You look like you need a nap anyway Despy. It won’t be but 5 minutes.  I’ll bring him back to your room.

Despayre – I’m in…. C-45

Roxi – Gotcha.

{Despayre scratches his head as Roxi walks away with the teddy bear. After quickly grabbing a flashlight from the room, They sneak around to a matainence hatch, and when no one is looking, Roxi opens the hatch climbs down. Wearing only her bikini, Roxi has no choice but to stuff Angel in her top as she does so.}

Roxi – Enjoy the ride? Why…. Why am I talking to a teddy bear? You’re not even Mr. Bobbins. Anyway…

{Roxi pulls the bear out and uses the flashlight to look around.}

Roxi – See? Nothing going on down here at all.

{Roxi spots a nearby light switch and flips it on. The whole under carriage is revealed.}

Roxi – Not one thing.

{There are some noises that the engine makes, and Roxi looks at Angel.}

Roxi – It’s nothing. Though… girl in bikini in dark area looks like something out of a horror movie. But still…. It’s fine.

{There is some glass to see through in the area, and Roxi looks out of it}

Roxi – Cool… you can see the ocean, look at all the…

{Roxi is cut off by what looks like a mer-man swimming under the ship. Roxi turns and looks at Angel.}

Roxi – Okay… I’ve seen everything now…. I think we should go back.

{Roxi turns and switches off the light, before carefully climbing back up and exiting the hatch. She carries Angel back to C-45 and sees Despy sleeping inside. }

Roxi – Hmmm… if I know Despy…

{Roxi checks Angel and finds a room key inside of him.}

Roxi – Forgive me Angel, I didn’t enjoy that.

{Roxi unlocks the door, and gently places Angel on the bed next to Despy before leaving. She walks back to find Keira, still laying in the sun. Now clearly asleep.}

Roxi – Keria?

{Keira jumps up.}

Keira – What? What? Did I get bit? What?

Roxi – Get bit?

{Keira checks her back for any wounds, but finds none.}
Roxi – Are you okay?

Keira – Is the weather okay?

Roxi – It’s sunny… I think it fried your brain.

{Keira looks around… confused.}

Roxi – Come on… let’s go play some Smash.

Keira – Y… yeah…

{The scene fades.}


So, the time draws nearer and nearer to finally being rid this issue with Amy Marshall. One way or another, It’s time to end this game, and to clear the air, and find out who is better, Me, or Amy Marshall. I get the fact that Amy is the first one at the top of the list that believes I sent Keira to attack Amy, but I tell you right here and now that I didn’t. Yes, I know how that makes me look, I know how far-fetched it seems, and I know that very few people would ever believe me. I completely understand.
But I’ve never asked Keira to help me. I’ve never asked anyone to fight a battle for me. It did not matter who, or what I was facing, I’ve never asked anyone to try and injure an opponent to get an advantage. And those that know me, know that I would rather that I take on more than I can handle, before placing any responsibility on anyone else. It’s just job to help people shoulder the load. My duty as a hero to help those in need. And to help them face the problems they face. And quite frankly, I feel like I let Amy down in that respect. I apologized over and over, but the fact that Amy simply wants to throw this back at me as if I was one who did this purposely. If I remember this correctly, Amy Marshall decided to taunt Keira, and then cost her a championship. Amy did everything in her power to provoke this attack, and unlike me, Keira has not yet learned to turn the other cheek when it comes to these types of mental attacks. She hasn’t learned to block that out. And she really wanted to trust Amy again. She wanted there to be a little spark of something there where Amy would come to her senses, but time and time again, Amy slapped our hands of friendship away.

No, that’s not an excuse for what happened, that’s the cause of what happened to Amy Marshall. But there’s not going to be a Keira at ringside, no one will be getting in the way of the two of us battling for 30 minutes. I have trained, Amy has trained. And we’re going to go out there and steal the show, because of how talented we are. But the hypocrisy of Amy Marshall to call me selfish, when the whole reason she targeted me, was because SHE was looking out for number 1. She wanted to be in the record books. She said it plain as day, several times. Not personal, just business and all that. That’s the way she made this, she went that extra mile. But now, I’m the bad guy in this whole situation. Now I have become the hated. Why? Because my wife beat up Amy Marshall.  Not anything that I personally did, but my wife. I understand that my wife makes poor choices sometimes. We all do. If that makes me the villain, then that’s what those that cast me as, will see. Those that know me, understand what it is I’m going through, and what it is that I’m talking about, will see me for what I am. A good person. I gave Amy props and respect when she beat me. I was ready to move on, and I got my rematch, and I won MY championship back, but I didn’t celebrate it, because of the way it went down.  And now, I carry this championship, and I now have a point to prove. At Summer XXXtreme, I will prove myself to be better than anything Amy Marshall can throw at me. Because I know that I can, and I know that I am a true champion. Amy Marshall has simply tasted all the gold, she’s had a cup of coffee with every championship she’s held.  Good enough to win, not good enough to hold on to. But this now, is the ultimate test. She and I, doing battle for 30 minutes.

It’s a long time, I’m well aware. I have honed my body and mental state to that of near perfection. I am in top shape, I have been for a long time, but now, now I prove that in front of everyone. 30 minutes of me, kicking the hell out of Amy Marshall, because she deserves every bit of it, for turning her back on me, for her own selfish glory, for trying to justify this as not personal, all the while taking cheap shots at me, and then…costing my wife her championship. Now, it’s personal. And the only way this ends is with one of us proving that we are the better wrestler. That’s what it was supposed to be about, this championship around my waist. Nothing more, nothing less. And in the end, I’m going to beat Amy… convincingly and move on. From there, Amy can do whatever she likes elsewhere. I would say that I would be her friend again… but that’s up to her. Despite all she’s done, I don’t hate her, I just… have to beat some sense into her. And I have 30 long minutes to enjoy doing so. Maybe when it’s over, she’ll apologize for all she’s done, but somehow I doubt it. But she’ll have time when it’s over to think about it.

I may not have seen Amy on the cruise so far, but I’ll see her in the ring. And I … quite frankly, cannot wait. It’s time to end this. Once and for all. One last time… Good luck Amy, you’re seriously going to need it with the way you’ve messed all this up. It’s your bed, and at Summer XXXtreme, you’re going to have to lay in it, and take your beating from me. I hope you are ready, because I know for damn sure, that I am.

I’ll see you Sunday.