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Wrong time to face me bitch!
« on: September 11, 2015, 06:31:07 PM »
 It’s been a few weeks since Summer XXXTreme III and Jessie was back in action following her failed attempt at getting a shot at the SCW Bombshell Roulette Championship currently being held be Melanie Gabrielle but she wasn’t about to let that stop her, this week she was taking on Samantha Marlowe in the opening contest of Climax Control but considering that she has had recent troubles with the mysterious female masked Nobody who made her voice heard for the first time last week this might be a bad week to be Samantha Marlowe but can Jessie win?

Alice Wainwright Park, Miami, Florida
Friday the 11th of September 2015, 11:00am

You are probably wondering why we are in my home city of Miami and not Uruguay, my answer to that question is simple, look at the date.

It’s a fairly well known fact that Jake served in the US army during the Iraq War all those years ago, he ended up serving two years and I was fourteen by the time I met him but that’s beside the point, my point is that every year on 9/11 he’d meet up with his military buddies and I’d come along, all though this year I’m with Shane for obvious reasons, even after I finished my training and joined SCW.

As you can imagine the World Tour made arranging this kinda difficult.

But we were able to pull it off, we had to get on a plane literally the first thing yesterday morning and even then we had to get interconnected flights but that’s beside the point, point is that we made it to America and we are staying at my mom’s place until tomorrow which is when we’ll fly back.

So yeah, I’m pretty jet lagged right now but that’s not the only thing on my mind, the other thing on my mind is my match against Samantha Marlowe this Sunday on Climax Control and as far as I’m concerned this is my comeback match, first I’ll beat her and then that masked coward who associates herself with Tim Staggs for whatever reason.

After that? Titles! It doesn’t matter if it’s the Bombshell Roulette, Internet, Tag Team or even the Bombshell Title it’s self because I’m LONG overdue for another single’s title reign and I don’t care who gets in my way!

Like I said, I’m in the park with Jake, who’s decked out in an army uniform that I’m surprised still fits him after all these years whilst me and Shane are just decked out in our usual metalhead apparel, I’m wearing my Bloodstock 2015 shirt and Shane’s wearing the Dark Angel t-shirt that he brought after their set at Bloodstock alongside blue jean shorts on me and jeans on Shane.

How have we not melted in the hot Miami sun? Simple, Alice Wainwright Park has a shaded picnic area and that’s where we’re meeting Jake’s former military buddies, it would be a pretty peaceful area if Shane wasn’t playing “Submission for Liberty” by the Australian Thrash Metal Band 4 Arm on his IPod which was currently playing that album.

“Any idea when they are going to arrive Jake?” I asked as the song finished and Shane paused the album so that Jake could hear me. “I don’t think they took this long last year.”

“They didn’t but, well, you know how badly PTSD can affect guys in the military.” Jake responded and I lowered my head once I realized that he had a point. “I mean, I got off pretty easy considering that that the worst I get is that I can’t play a military FPS without having flashbacks but some aren’t as lucky as me.”

“Well lucky for you pretty much every military FPS is shit.” Shane responded with a grin and we laughed at that. “I’ll take Quake, Doom or Unreal Tournament over Call of Duty Modern Warfare 100 any day of the week.”

“That’s probably the only time I’ll ever agree with your hipster ways.” I responded with a grin and Shane frowned.

“I am not a hipster!” Shane insisted and I grinned.

“If classic Sepultura were so good why did they never headline a major festival?” I asked and Shane proceeded to go on a five minute long tirade against mainstream metal, metalcore, deathcore, pretty much anything not underground really, once the five minutes were up Shane went to continue his tirade but stopped. “You just realized that you just spent the past five minutes proving my point haven’t you?”

“I knew there was a reason I married you.” Shane commented as he shook his head with a laugh not realizing that, in the middle of his tirade and had rather amused looks on their faces. “Well played Jess, well played.”

“That guy’s really passionate about metal isn’t he?” The guy nearest Jake spoke up and we looked up seeing Jake’s former army buddies, Jake wasted no time in standing up and greeting them happily and we walked over. “Good to see you again Jessie, I had heard from Jake that you had gotten married.”

“Yeah, the guy who was ranting a few minutes ago is my husband Shane.” I introduced him and Shane shook his hand. “Shane, this is Craig, I forgot what rank he was in the army before he was discharged but that’s not important, Craig, this is Shane.”

“Great to meet you Shane.” Craig greeted him with a handshake before turning to Jake. “So, you want to go down to the bar?”

“Already?” Jake asked, we knew the place he was referring too, it was a bar and grille not far from the park but something was wrong. “What about Max and Vince? They haven’t arrived yet.”

“We tried to tell you but with that company’s tour schedule being year round, it was difficult to keep track of you.” Craig responded with a sad frown on his face. “Vince and Max took their own lives earlier this year, the PTSD had become too much for them to handle.”

“Shit.” Jake said as he shook his head and we lowered our heads in response, Vince and Max where Jake’s first friends in the boot camp he trained in so yeah, this hit Jake pretty hard. “Look, I don’t think they would’ve wanted us to sit around and mope so let’s head to the bar, we’ll call the meal a celebration of their lives or something corny like that.”

“Sounds like a plan.” Craig nodded in agreement before turning to me and Shane. “This is a private party but you guys are free to come to the bar as well.”

“Sure, we’ll catch up.” I told them and they nodded before walking off, Shane sat down on the picnic bench and sighed to himself. “Jake’s going to be crying his eyes out later.”

“I know but for now I think he’s earned some along time with his buddies.” Shane responded as he started playing the album again. “You want to get started on your promo in the meantime?”

“Sure, once I’m done we’ll head to the bar, okay?” I asked and Shane nodded before grabbing a pair of headphones and plugging them into the IPhone before he put the buds into his ear so that I could do the promo in relative peace, I sat down next to him and got started on my promo.

“Today’s date is one that resonates with pretty much every American in this country as a day of remembrance but for me it’s just another workday, sure, my thoughts are with the families who lost their loved ones on 9/11 but as far as I’m concerned that’s just something that happened fourteen years ago on this date, this isn’t going to stop me from conducting my promo against Samantha Marlowe and that’s that.”

And as for the match itself…..

“Sam, you’re a good wrestler but as far as I’m concerned this is quite possibly the worst week that you could’ve faced me because as far as I’m concerned this is the start of my road to redemption and you are nothing but a stepping stone on it! And what’s at the end of this road? A Championship Title, I don’t care if you face me or that cowardly bitch in a mask because no one’s going to stop me!”

It’s that simple.

“Actually whilst I’m at it I’ll address the masked bitch’s comments on the last episode of Climax Control briefly, funny how you call me a spineless coward when you only just started showing your masked face after four weeks of sticking to the shadows, need I say more? No? Good, now that that’s out of the way, back to Sam Marlowe and really Sam, what makes you think that you can beat me?”

The short answer is…..

“Don’t bother answering that question because you can’t! I’ve been in this company for several years now and I’ve come a long way in my time as a wrestler! You on the other hand have only just started your SCW journey and I’m not about to lose to a total rookie like you! In fact you may as well not show up to Climax Control because that’s how easy this match will be for me!”

Do I need to elaborate further?

“The long and short of it is Sam that I’ve been passed over in favour of the latest flavour of the month for far too long and I’m not about to let that happen with you! The bosses may see something in you Samantha but all I see is a rookie Bombshell who’s about to get her ass kicked by the Heavy Metal Bitch!”

And with that I decided to wrap things up.

“Sam, today may be a day of remembrance but September 13th 2015 will also be remembered as such because that will be the day when I destroy you in the ring as a message to the Masked Nobody and whoever else happens to have me in their cross-airs! This is the Heavy Metal Bitch Jessie Salco signing off, Sam, if you are going to show up to the match, save us some time and bring a bodybag.”

I tapped on Shane’s shoulder to tell him that my promo was over and once he got the message we got up and left as the scene fades.