Inception 3
13th January 2019
Gold Coast Casino, Las Vegas, Nevada
Justin: Here are your winners...BEN and EVIE JORDAN!
Once again, the chance at a shot at the mixed tag team title elude me… and in fact constantly eludes me and maybe I am not destined to win the tag titles and maybe I can’t cement being the ultimate grand slam champion – second only to Mercedes Vargas.
The build up to this match was rocky at best... Jon and I worked fine, it was Song and her issues that perhaps got stuck in my head and distracted me from working out and working on my promo. It’s a sad excuse I know… but you can’t really blame her as I was only just helping out and got worried.
Anyway… the match itself... felt like it went quick but even of it did... Jon and I had our chances against Ben and Evie. For once as i stood face to face with Evie, I had fun... and even inflicted a little bit of damage on her although not enough to cause anything permanent. As for Jon... he and Ben had some interesting moments and it was mainly outside of the ring... which led to Jon being counted out and Ben and Evie winning.
I am not exactly how Ben managed to get back in the ring that quickly, but Jon wasn’t quick enough and that was frustrating. Watching Jon climbing back into the ring a few seconds too late, i shake my head as Evie and Ben celebrate. I leap jump off the apron as Jon follows me as he apologises over and over as I say nothing until we reach the backstage area.
Jon: I am sorry Ms Amy... I made a judgement in error.
Amy: I heard the first three apologies Jon.
I snap a little at Jon, as my feelings seesaw from anger to frustration to being upset and back again as I watch Ben and Evie come through the curtains with smiles on their face.
Amy: Well done out there.
I plaster on a fake smile to hide the disappointment.
Ben: Thanks Amy.
Ben smiles and nods as he and Evie head back to the locker room to prepare for their match against Team Eggplant.
Jon: Where do we go from here?
Jon asks as I see Joey approach with a bottle of water.
Amy: I don’t know.... I don’t know whether I want to continue this tag team and if I want to keep chasing the tag titles.
I look at Jon, who frowns a little.
Amy: I just need time to think... sorry Jon.
Jon: It fine. You know where to contact me if you want talk or meet up and sort things out. Again, I am sorry for the outcome.
Jon shrugs as he looks over to Sadie.
Amy: Don’t be sorry... not all your fault.
I smile as I place a hand on Jon’s shoulder as I grab the bottle of water from Joey and take a long drink.
Jon: Speak soon.
Jon nods as he and Sadie walk off, a I give him a smile and a nod back as I watches Jon walk away. Screwing the cap back onto the bottle, Joey speaks.
Joey: So what now?
Amy: Shower and watch the rest of the show and wonder what to do next.
Joey: Ok.
Joey takes my hand, as we leave the area and head ack to the locker rooms, where I shower and do a little bit of a warm down before settling down to watch the rest of the show. The scene fades out on the television showing the next match.
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27th January 2019
Climax Control 226
Henderson, NV
Arriving at Climax Control, I wasn’t expecting anything to happen… I wasn’t booked to face anyone, I was just there to watch the show as an observer and talk with friends etc… however, that didn’t really go to plan as I returned from a certain part of the venue. I overhear Scott Oliver, Pussy Willow and Apple Coren haven’t some sort “conversation” and as I listen in… its gets more and more stupid, however, as soon as my name is mentioned, I can’t help myself and I wonder into the conversation, which went down hill very fast and quickly descended into a brawl between Apple and myself.
Well… the brawl was started by me, but I didn’t care the bitch had it coming. It didn’t last long, as security moved in quick and split us up and I was frog marched to the locker room to stop any further brawl but also to calm me down. But inside the locker room I continued to fume and pace, as Joey watched on and shook his head.
Joey: She said she won’t use your name any more...
Amy: Bullshit! She will continue to use it to further her shitty little career…
I give a box a hard kick as before sitting down and try to calm myself down.
Joey: So are you going to attack everyone who uses your name?
Amy: No…
I frowns.
Joey: Then what makes her so special?
Joey queries.
Amy: Because she is a bitter and twisted little bitch and I just don’t like her.
I shrug as I give my honest opinion.
Joey: What annoys you so much about her?
Amy: Who’s side are you on?
I glare at Joey wondering who’s side he is on.
Joey: No-one’s side… but I just find it a little hypocritical of you to just attack her and no-one else when they mention your name.
Joey stands to his feet.
Joey: I am going to let you calm down.
He then leaves the locker room, leaving me alone wondering what the hell just happened.
Amy: Joey…
I blink as I move to the door as he disappears around the corner as the two security guys who were assigned to me step forward as they expect me to go back after Apple.
Amy: Stand down boys… haven’t you seen an argument between a married couple before.
They stand back not wanting to get involved, as I realise that my anger towards Apple has minutely subsided as confusion envelops and wondering what the hell happened. The scene soon fades out as I leave the locker room to find Joey and put things right.
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Vlog
1st February 2019
To be honest, I would rather have a match against Apple and kick her sad little career all over the ring and out of Sin City Wrestling. But I just have to settle with Ella Singleton. Glad I did a quick name check before recording this, otherwise I would look utterly stupid if I called her Effie Bingham. Anyway… while my mind is on taking out Apple Coren… I am still 100% focused on the match Sunday Night against Ella Singleton. To be honest I don’t really know you and haven’t really followed your career as because there hasn’t been much of one in Sin City Wrestling… you have had three matches here. Your debut match against Jessie…. You lost. Second match… again against Jessie Salco… you lost. And match number three… you guessed it. You and Sierra lost when Mercedes make Sierra tap out.
So what makes you think you are going to beat me? Is it because I am hall of famer? That I am washed up and I am no longer relevant… look how those words came back to haunt you as Mercedes schooled you and Sierra. But this isn’t about Mercedes… this is about me and you and Sunday night.
Our win/loss records sucks because I never allow the this to defeat me… I try to learn and figure out where I went wrong, so no doubt you learn from it but when you haven’t faced someone before and can only rely on videos from previous matches, they have been in… you study them over and over and then you train.
I’ve been doing this… and while I may be confident that I can beat you… there is still the unpredictability of a new opponent. But I won’t be put off by this and I will focus on the task at hand. Beating you… and make your time here even more sad and desperate.
See you Sunday Ella.
Oh and Apple… I haven’t forgotten totally about you. You better watch your back… I will come back after you and no doubt you will come after me. But I will be ready, and I will fight back against you. Prepare for war bitch.
