Before the program begins, a video highlight from the previous week's edition of Climax Control lights up the screen...
05/19/2013
James Huntington-Hawkes III then pulls Justin up and Irish whips him into the far corner. James then gets a running start and dives at his opponent but Justin moves and James crashes into the turnbuckles! The crowd cheers as JHHIII staggers around on his feet and Justin grabs him from behind in a sleeper!
Simone: Yes! Do it! Put him down!
Adams: NOW who's not being impartial??
James flays his arms and legs, realizing the trouble that he is in! This brings Simpson inside of the ring and he grabs Justin by the head from behind, prying him off of his boss! Simpson turns Justin around and has one hand around the ring announcer's throat, choking him out while in a standing position!
Simone: This isn't fair! Damn it!!
The crowd is booing when suddenly they break into wild cheers! Hot Stuff Mark Ward himself is racing down to the ring! He slides inside of the ring and grabs Simpson, pulling him off Justin by the arm! Hot Stuff turns him around and he starts firing rapid shots to the surprised Simpson's head! HS then steps back and lets loose with...
Adams: Red Hot!!!
The superkick right to Simpson's jaw sends the huge man tumbling through the ropes and he crashes to the outside of the ring! The crowd is in a wild frenzy as an infuriated JHHIII storms up to Mark to read him the riot act and Mark lays him out with ANOTHER Red Hot! The "Brat Prince" goes down like he was shot! Mark grabs the struggling Justin Decent by the arm and drags him over and drops him on top of the unconscious James Huntington-Hawkes III! Mark shouts at Jasmine and points and she gladly obliges!
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The crowd EXPLODES into cheers!
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Adams: Here's your winner ... JUSTIN DECENT!!!
Mark helps pull the hurt man up to his feet and raises his arm to the cheers of the fans!
The crowd is alive with energy inside of the Glacier Gardens in San Diego, California. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites.
"SCW!"
"SCW!"
"SCW!"
Simone: Ladies and gentlemen! Please welcome back to the stage... SCW's one and only ... Justin Decent!
The crowd cheers as a lone spotlight ignites over the stage and illuminates the visage of a large, white bath screen in front of the curtains, with steps in front of it and a long towel draped over the screen itself. To the right of the screen, a stand for sitting covered in soft, red velvet. The beat of the music plays as from behind the curtains steps Justin Decent himself, clad in skin tight blue jeans and a denim vest. The whistles and catcalls grow in intensity as the performance of the SCW ring announcer is set to begin!
The lights over the stage slowly fade and the crowd cheers wildly, adding the symphony of whistles and catcalls aimed at the amorous SCW ring announcer!
Adams: Well that was something different.... please bring back Amanda!
Simone: Just wow. Anyway, hello and welcome to the Erik Staggs controlled Climax Control. I'm Belinda Simone.
Adams: And I'm glad I never had to wrestle for my job last week, but you can call me Jason Adams.
Simone: We have a hell of a show tonight, and we start strong with a tag team title defense, as Goth and Brother Grimm defend the tag team championship against Team Erik's Casey Williams and Matthew Kennedy.
Adams: Erik is doing all he can to take control of the male titles too.
Simone: He is. Becky "Ragdoll" Jones is in action tonight too, against another of Team Erik's prominant members, Amanda Cortez.
Adams: The Tattooed Goddess will have to be focused to see off Jones.
Simone: Another title on the line, the Bombshell roulette title, as Faith tries to steal the title away from the hands of Team Erik, as she takes on Curent champion, Necra Octavian Kane.
Adams: Necra is a strong champion, Faith will have her hands full.
Simone: Roulette rules up next as roulette champion, Thatcher Rex goes to war with a man who he has been embedded in a Twitter war of words, against the Italian Stallion, Giani Di Luca.
Adams: That one can get ugly quick.
Simone: Bombshells in action tonight as Misty is teamed with an unlikely partner, the woman who turned her back on Team Erik, to get a Bombshell Roulette title shot at Into The Void II, Amy Marshall. These two will be going up against the dangerous team of Vixen and Roxi Johnson
Adams: Misty must be wondering who she upset to.... oh, nevermind
Simone: Tonight's main event has been touted as our biggest on Climax Control to date, as we open up the borders to allow NWA members to show up for a gauntlet battle royal to be crowned as number one contender to the SCW Heavyweight championship, held by Jordan Williams and a spot on the upcoming supercard, Into The Void II.
Adams: Absolutely anyone can show up in this thing.
Simone: Are you ready for this one Jason?
Adams: Yes Belinda, I am, so let's do it! Come on! Right now!
The scene cuts right backstage to the back entrance of the arena, showing Hot Stuff Mark Ward storming into the building looking like a man possessed. Mark pushes his way through the backstage area, not looking at or acknowledging anyone else around him as he appears to be on a mission. That is, until Mark is suddenly intercepted by SCW's sole remaining employed interviewer, "Stoner" Scott Oliver who steps right in front of Mark and starts to interview him... sort of.
Stoner: Yo, dude... what's up man?
Hot Stuff stops in his tracks and glares at Scott before responding.
HS: Listen, I really don't have time for this. So if you'll excuse me...
Stoner: Whoa, whoa, whoa. I had some, like, uh... questions for you.
HS: Fine, let's make this quick.
Stoner: Dude, what's with the pissy mood?
HS: Oh, I can't imagine what it would be. Think it might have something to do with the same reason you came chasing me down to begin with?
Stoner: Well, yeah... so what are you gonna do about it? I mean, your old buddy Nick Jones attacked you, so you gonna suspend him or what?
HS: Suspend him? Absolutely not.
Scott seems to be taken a bit back by Hot Stuff's response and looks somewhat confused by it.
Stoner: What? Why not? You guys suspended those Giani and James dudes for pretty much the same thing, right?
HS: Yeah, and what good did that do? Absolutely none. Last time, we did it Christian's way, and look at what the hell has happened since then. This time, I'm doing it my way. This time, it goes so far beyond some simple attack. This is personal and that's exactly the way I plan on handling it. Nick is going to be taught a very difficult lesson of what it's like to be on the opposite side of Hot Stuff. He's never really experienced that before and I promise you, this has all only just begun.
Stoner: That's what I'm talking about! So what's the plan?
HS: You'll just have to wait to see that. Let's just say, in the end, I promise you that son of a bitch Nick will live to regret that decision he made last week, for a very very long time. Don't get me wrong; Erik and the cast of the rest of those clowns, they've got plenty coming their way too, but trust me when I say, I've got something special planned for Jones.
A bit of smirk appears across Hot Stuff's face as he then pushes past Scott and heads further into the backstage area of the arena as the scene cuts away.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, your opening contest is for the SCW Tag Team Championship. Introducing first, the challengers. Being accompanied to the ring by Marty McFarge and The Skar Brothers. From London, England, weighing in at two hundred and twenty pound, he is Prime Time Matthew Kennedy!
The arena lights go dark as a British voice is heard saying "You Are About To Be Cancelled", soon afterwords the intro to "I Want It All" by Queen is heard and Matthew struts out as Freddie Mercury starts singing with Marty McFarge and the Skar Brothers by his side, as Matthew walks down to the ring he starts singing the chorus to the song until he reaches the ringside area where an attendant removes his jacket, once it's off Matthew hops onto the apron and looks out to the crowd with disdain before stepping through the ropes and waiting for his opponent.
Justin: And his partner, from Nashua, New Hampshire, weighing in at three hundred and seventy pounds, he is the freight train of pain, he is Casey Williams!
opening chords to Breaking Benjamin's "I Will Not Bow" start to blast through the speakers, as red and dark blue lights start to flash, the blue cutting through the red to create a purple effect. The fans boo as the lyrics kick in.
"Now the dark begins to rise I don't want to change the world Casey Williams appears at the top of the ramp, looking around at the crowd and not moving, his eyes burning holes through the crowd. "All is lost again I will not bow Casey lets out a roar, his arms out wide before he looks around the crowd, focused. The Freight Train Of Pain starts to walk towards the ring slowly, stopping halfway down the ramp and turning his head to look at the booing crowd, their thumbs pointing down. Casey shakes his head slowly and turns back to face the ring, walking down towards the apron. Casey puts his hand on the rope, and pulls himself up on to the ring apron and steps over the top rope, staring around at the booing fans. Casey raises his arms as the fans boo louder.
Save your breath, it's far from over
Leave the lost and dead behind
Now's your chance to run for cover
I just wanna leave it colder
Light the fuse and burn it up
Take the path that leads to nowhere"
But I'm not giving in
I will not break
I will shut the world away
I will not fall
I will not fade
I will take your breath away"
Justin: And their opponents, introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Sapphira, from Utrecht, The Netherlands, weighing in at two hundred and thirty nine pounds, he is one half of the SCW Tag Team Champions, he is Goth!
*Darkside blasts across the sound system as Goth walks out to the ring, he is dressed in a long black Goth like robes. He is followed to the ring by Sapphira, who is wearing her usual Goth dress. Goth stops halfway the entrance way and stares at the crowd who are booing the owner of the AWA who grins and walks further on. In the ring he lets Sapphira take off his robe and he stares down his opponent in the ring
Justin: And his partner, from the Other Side Of Darkness. Weighing in at two hundred and forty six pounds, he is one half of the SCW tag team champions, he is Brother Grimm!
All of the lights in the building slowly fade out, leaving the arena cloaked in darkness. Then the voices of little girls is heard over the speakers, reciting;
"'B' is for 'Baby' ... 'F' is for 'Fear'
Beware for the children ... The evil draws near."
The screen above the ramp then flickers to life with the image of a music box...
The video ends and are replaced by the ominous melodies of O Fortuna (Carmina Burana). A select stage light ignites over the ramp, illuminating the lone figure standing atop the stage, as stoic and pale as an ivory statue. Poised and ready, brother Grimm raises his head and slowly begins the descent towards the ring, paying no mind to the fans who watch with awe in their eyes as this enigmatic figure passes them, leaving a chill to many a spine in his wake.
Arriving at ringside, Brother Grimm pauses and casts a sidelong glance at the fans seated at ringside, staring them down until the fans hurriedly break eye contact. Only then does Grimm show the faintest trace of a devlish smirk before he turns back to the ring. Gripping the middle rope with his hand, he hauls himself up onto the ring apron and steps through the ropes. Grimm begins to remove his attire to reveal an ivory-white and muscled upper body adorned with faint scars. He passes his armor and tunic out to the attendant, then turns back, ready to start the match.
DING DING DING!
TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Grimm starts in the ring with Casey Williams. The two move close and lock up, but Casey pushes Grimm across the ring, yelling out to the crowd.
Simone: Casey is the biggest superstar in SCW at the moment.
Adams: He has hands from frying pans.
Grimm rolls to a knee and rubs his chin, a smile on his pale face as he gets to his feet. Casey lunges at Grimm but Grimm moves behind him and kicks Casey in the back of the leg, dropping the much bigger man to one leg. Grimm puts an arm across Casey's neck and slam forearms down across Casey's chest, slamming vicious forearms down like a wild animals. Grimm pulls Casey's head back and drives the point of his elbow in to the chest of Casey. Grimm leans his weight on Casey, knocking Casey flat on his chest, and puts his arm on the back of Casey's head before slamming shots down to Casey's ribs, vicious and fast shots bouncing off Casey's big body.
Simone: Grimm is trying to methodically take Casey apart.
Grimm stands up, leaning against the ropes and waiting for Casey to return to his feet, as he gets to his knees, Grimm charges at him and slams a knee in to the freight train of pains chest. Casey falls to the floor and Grimm quickly leans on top of Casey and Jacob Summers drops down to count.
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Casey pushes Grimm off with force.
Adams: Grimm could have been an astronaught there if Casey pushed him any harder.
Both men get to their feet and Casey ducks a charging Grimm. As Grimm turns around, Casey picks him up with a bearhug, holding Grimm firmly. Grimm wiggles and tries to elbow Casey in the head, but Casey swings Grimm to one side and nails him with a bearhug slam. Casey stands up to the boos of the crowd. Casey ignores them and waits. As Grimm gets to his feet, Casey nails him with a huge thunderous hand to the chest, sending Grimm in to the corner. Casey charges in and crushes Grimm in the corner. As Grimm moves out, Casey picks him up and throws Grimm across the ring with a long body slam.
Adams: The power of Casey is just wow.
Casey moves over to the corner, pulling Grimm with him and tags in Matthew Kennedy. Kennedy pulls up Grimm by the head and palnts him with a kick to the gut. Kennedy hooks up Grimm's head and drops him down with a DDT. Kennedy stops on Grimm and pulls him up to his feet. He grabs Grimm by the head and lifts him over with a quick snap suplex. Kennedy stands up, posing for the fans, and soaking up the boos.
Simone: You can smell the arrogance of Matthew Kennedy from here.
Adams: It doesn't smell like flowers.
Kennedy pulls Grimm to his feet can catches him with a shot to the jaw, Kennedy rocks Grimm back and charges him with a clothesline but Grimm ducks and grabs Kennedy's head as he swings by and drops him with a neckbreaker, dropping him hard against the canvas. Grimm rolls on to his knees and moves forehead to forehead with Kennedy, before lifting his head and hitting Kennedy with a short headbutt.
Adams: Well that was unique.
Kennedy rolls away from Grimm and Grimm moves to his feet. He smiles and moves over to Goth and reaches out to the Gothic one and tags him in. Goth and Grimm stalk Kennedy and wait for him to get to his feet, as they do, both men lift him in a double flapjack! Summers orders Grimm out of the ring and the tag team champion listens and leaves the ring.
Adams: These two are gonna give me nightmares tonight.
Goth pulls up Kennedy and whips him in to the ropes. As Kennedy returns, Goth takes him down with a drop toehold and springs to his feet before dropping down and nailing Kennedy with an elbow drop across the back of Kennedy head. Goth fires a smile at Kennedy as he pulls him to his feet and catches Kennedy with a quick shot to the jaw. Kennedy swings around but Goth moves in behind him and lifts him over with a release belly to back suplex. Goth stays on the attack by pulling Kennedy to his feet and whips him in to the ropes, but Kennedy reverses it and fires Goth in to the ropes. Casey Williams nails Goth with an elbow to the back of the head! Goth stumbles in towards Kennedy and Kennedy jumps, nailing him with a dropkick under the chin.
Simone: Casey helps turn the tide of this one.
Kennedy pulls Goth to his feet and tosses him in to the corner. Kennedy walks over and lifts Goth on the top rope. Kennedy moves backwards towards the center of the ring and charges back in towards Goth before jumping in the air and grabbing Goth, throwing him off the top rope with a top rope belly to belly suplex! Kennedy quickly covers Goth.
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Goth kicks out!
Simone: Hate to say this but great move from Matthew Kennedy.
Kennedy moves towards Casey and tags in the big man. Casey looks down at Goth and puts a foot on his chest, stepping over him. Casey turns around and quickly steps over Goth again. Casey pulls Goth to his feet and lifts him up, lifting him up in the air with a military press slam but Goth wiggles clear and wiggles off from the hands of Casey. Goth lands behind him and dropkicks Casey in the back of the knee, sending Casey to the canvas. Goth stands up and pulls Casey with him before planting a boot in Casey's gut, before hooking him up with a double arm DDT and dropping the big man to the canvas. Goth looks around at the crowd and waves his hands in front of him, calling for the end.
Adams: Goth senses victory close.
Goth stalks Casey and waits for him to get to his feet. As Casey gets to his feet, Goth kicks him in the gut, and hooks him up for the ADDT. Casey wiggles free and throws Goth to the rope, before bouncing off the ropes on the opposite side of the ring. As Goth hits the ropes, Grimm tags himself in to the match. Goth ducks under a clothesline from Casey and charges in to Kennedy with a huge shot, knocking him off the ring apron. Casey looks confused, but Grimm pulls a suprised Casey around and kicks him in the gut, hooking his arms up and lifting him in a double underhook piledriver position.
Adams: Oh my god! He's lifting a man over one hundred pounds heavier than he is!
Simone: Inhuman strength!
Grimm drops Casey down with The Boneyard! Grimm goes for the cover.
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DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match, and STILL SCW tag team champions, Goth and Brother Grimm!
Simone: The champions retain!
Adams: It's gonna be hard to take the titles from these walking nightmares.
Backstage, Roxanne is seen talking with Necra Octavian Kaine, with Electra Blaze at their side. They are quietly discussing strategy for the match Necra has with Faith later on in the evening. Roxanne hears a knock on the locker room door and both women look up. Roxanne shrugs her shoulders and then gets up from the bench and walks over to the door.
Roxanne: I wonder who that could be… Probably another mixed up stage hand.
Necra: When will Erik get rid of all of the useless people running around with their heads stuck up their backsides?
Roxanne nods her head in agreement as she opens up the door. Standing in front of her is a man in a black service suit with a hat that reads “1-800-FLOWERS”, holding a bouquet of purple carnations. Roxanne stares at him as he simply smiles in return. She scoffs and then leans against the doorway.
Roxanne Can I… help you…? Or…?
Flower Guy: Oh yeah, I have a delivery for an Amanda Cortez? I was told I could find her here.
Roxanne: Well, she stepped out for a moment. You can set them anywhere in here and…
Flower Guy: Aren’t you that chick that fought Misty and then disappeared who is with that one boss guy that everyone hates? With the bounties and all?
Roxanne’s face twists into an almost offended look. Necra’s eyes roll as she shakes her head and Electra just giggles. Roxanne adjusts herself against the door frame, her expression turning more and more stern.
Roxanne: How observant of you… Obviously a fan. Do I need to sign something, or are you just going to stand here all night trying to catch an all-girl show?
The man sits there for a second, contemplating before he raises the vase into the air and quickly smashes it over Roxanne’s head. Roxanne tumbles inside, and her head begins bleeding. The delivery man gets a few stomps in before Necra comes running at the door with Electra following closely behind. The man mutters obscenities under his breath as they all disappear from sight.
Adams: Damn! The 1-800-FLOWERS guy just clocked Roxanne over the head! This bounty thing is really spreading all over the place!
Backstage of the Glacier Gardens, we pan into a large locker room where the door reads NWA Guests. Standing inside of the room is Mark Ward. They are looking out into the crowd where Tyler Page, The Spectre, Simon Jones, and Jericho Hill are standing. The crowd goes wild for the guests, giving them a large reception. Mark clears his throat and puts a hand forward to address the men in front of him.
HS: On behalf of Sin City Wrestling, I wanted to welcome you gents to Climax Control. Feel free to make yourselves at home tonight. I wanted to thank you all for coming out tonight to be a part of our first open invitational. We have asked a special ambassador to come in and give you guys the real introduction, so without further adieu…
The camera swings over to see THE man himself, NWA World Heavyweight Champion, Spike Staggs. He cracks a smile as he stares at the men through his sunglasses. He slowly lifts them off of his face as the audience goes crazy. Spike steps further inside of the room with his title propped up on his left shoulder. He walks past Tyler Page slowly inspecting him before giving a nod of respect to Simon Jones, which gets returned. He stops in front of Spectre, and smirks, only to hear Spectre’s signature laugh in response. Spike walks by Jericho Hill and looks him up and down before circling around to the center of the room. He claps his hands together as his booming voice breaks the silence.
Spike: What a brave group of men. I have to give you that. To step into the six sided ring of Sin City Wrestling takes serious balls. It is no wonder not everyone jumped at the chance to participate tonight. I think you guys deserve a standing ovation. What do the adoring fans think?
Spike looks behind him as if the audience were right there, and instantly they burst into a huge round of cheers. Spike chuckles to himself before turning back around..
Spike: With that said, the four of you stand a huge chance of getting a shot at the SCW Heavyweight Championship at Into The Void II. Spectre and I have squared off before, and I know what he is capable of. Regardless of how we might feel about each other, let me just say good luck to you. Main Eventing is in your blood. Simon Jones, I have seen great things from you over the last year or so. If you don’t win this thing tonight, you are not far from Main Event status. Tyler Page, confidence, skill, and determination along with a shit load of attitude is a winning recipe. The same can be said for you, Jericho Hill… Someone who thinks of himself as a God… Any of you four would make great contenders for Jordan Williams, but you have to make it through some decent SCW talent like Di Luca, Rex, Hawkes, and Kennedy. Can you do it?
All four men mutter under their breaths in response to Spike. He adjusts the NWA title on his shoulder as he watches their reactions with scrutiny. After examining them silently, he continues.
Spike: Oh come on… say it like you mean it, dammit!
He cracks a smile as he raises his arms in the air. All four men shout out, trying to outdo the others. Spike nods his head in approval as he slaps hands with the four men as we fade out to ringside.
Backstage, Giani Di Luca is seen with his phone pressed against his ear as he paces back and forth. His bodyguard, Dean Lombardo, walks up to him with a bottle of Smart Water, but Giani just waves him away. Dean stands firm after the earlier attacks on Giani’s life, but Giani practically hisses at him to go away. Dean holds his hands up in surrender and does as he is told. Giani straightens out his back and takes a deep breath before speaking.
Giani: Hey, it’s me. I haven’t seen or heard from ya all night, and with this crazy shit goin’ on, I just wanted to check in with ya. Let me know, alright?
Giani hangs up the phone and slides it back in his pocket. He runs his hands over the sides of his head as he leans his shoulder against the wall. He stares up the hallway, paranoia setting in for a moment. He turns around to call for Dean when he catches the deli tray from the snack table across his face. Giani lets out a groan of pain as the tray lands hard on the ground.
Mickey Carroll: Oi, sorry mate. I thought ye would be a little bit famished after all the running ye been doing all night long.
Giani: That was you who tried to kill me? I’ll kill you, ya dirty Mick!
Mickey: No, I take more of a direct approach to this sorta thi… Wait, what did ye just call me?
Mickey stops as it sinks in. Giani gets up from the ground and towers over Mickey, eclipsing the Irishman. Mickey doesn’t back down one bit as his emerald eyes flare up at Giani. Giani takes the first swing, connecting with a hard punch to Mickey, but Mickey bounces back with a surprisingly hard swing for his size. Giani gets another in, but Mickey catches him off guard with a proper nut shot that brings Giani down to his knees. He spins around, cracking a knee across Giani’s face before reaching into his pocket to pull out a pair of brass knuckles. In the background, you can hear struggling coming from the boiler room with a big push broom holding the handles shut. Mickey begins pounding Giani against the side of his head with the knucks.
Mickey: Don’t EVER call me Mick, ye bloody fuckin’ “Itie”! It’s a good way to get yer skull cracked, even if not for ten thousand US dollars.
Giani swings to get Mickey in the bollocks, only to hit a metal cup instead. He grips onto his hand in pain as Mickey stomps away at him. He seems to think he has it all under control when someone rushes him clean against the wall. Mickey collapses to the ground as the camera finally sees it is Jericho Hill.
Simone: What the…? Why is Jericho Hill helping Giani out?
Adams: They have been acting all buddy buddy on Twitter the last twenty-four hours. Maybe Giani made an arrangement with “God”?
Simone: He’s playing both sides, because Misty is the Devil…
Jericho Hill stomps Mickey into oblivion while Giani gets up. Giani joins in on the beat down, hammering away at Mickey. Both men send him between them like a ping pong ball. Finally, Giani kicks Mickey in the gut and sets him up for the Jersey Turnpike. He moves forward several feet to the catering table where he and Jericho slam Mickey through the table. Giani spits down on Mickey before catching his breath. He slowly lets a smile creep onto his face as he slaps hands with Jericho Hill. They do a firm shake as we fade out.
Justin Decent The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California… She stands at 5 feet 3 inches and weighed in at 110 pounds. She is… AMANDA CORTEZ!!!
The song "Feuer frei" by Rammstein is played and the revving of a Harley can be heard. slowly Amanda drives down to the ring, dressed in a really short and tattered jeans shorts, a belly free top and some really high heeled stripper sandals. The fans are booing at her, but it seems that she doesn't care what anybody thinks about her. As she reaches the ring, she shuts off her bike and slowly gets down from it. The fans are still booing, but Amanda only flips them the bird. Then she slides into the ring and kicks her shoes out of the ring. She jumps on the ropes in the corner, raises her arms in victory and yells some insults at the fans. Still both arms in the air, she makes the devil sign and then she jumps down from the ropes again. Now she rests her arms on the top rope and one foot on the bottom rope and waits for her opponent to come to the ring. It seems that she's completely relaxed and doesn't care about what happens here, but as she sees her opponent come down to the ring, a cold and deadly glare comes into her pretty face. She's completely focused and willing to destroy her enemy completely.
Justin Decent And her opponent… Hailing from Portland, Oregon. Standing at 5 feet 4 inches and weighing in at 120 pounds… She is… BECKY “RAGDOLL” JONES!!!
Becky appears at the top of the entrance ramp wearing an open leather jacket over her ring gear, as she runs to one side punching the air and generally taunting the crowd as she quickly makes her way down the ramp. Once at the ring she hops up onto the side of the ring, before quickly vaulting over the top rope. Now taking off her jacket, she quickly tosses it down to the ring valet as she moves about the ring, staring Amanda down while trying to psych them out.
DING! DING! DING!BOMBSHELL MATCH
Simone: The indy wrestling circuit has apparently been looking forward to this match for quite a while now…
Adams: Both women look freaky hot, so I can only imagine what they might be wanting.
Simone: I should have expected that one coming from you.
The two ladies circle each other as the rugged Ragdoll almost seems to be using her movements to goad the resident tickle cutie. The crowd starts an SCW chant throughout as Ragdoll fist pumps to keep the support coming. As she does this, Amanda tries to take advantage by charging Ragdoll with a clothesline. Ragdoll sees this coming and she ducks the move and connects with an elbow to Amanda’s face. She immediately nails a dropkick to the small of Amanda’s back. As Amanda falls down, Ragdoll goes for a standing moonsault. Amanda rolls out of the way at the last possible second and Ragdoll lands on her back. Amanda crawls on top of Ragdoll and begins laying in punch after punch on the punk rock bombshell.
Simone: Amanda Cortez is on fire to start this contest off. I can only imagine what she has in store for Ms. Jones
Adams: I can only imagine what kind of reaction these ladies are going to draw from the audience with this match.
As Amanda hammers away at Ragdoll, she receives an elbow to the face. As she is stunned, Ragdoll hammers another elbow and another until she shoves Amanda off of her. Ragdoll takes a few steps back and as Amanda lunges at her, growling in frustration, Ragdoll sidesteps her. She falls with her neck across the bottom rope. Ragdoll takes a moment to assess the damage and then she leaps over the top rope with a guillotine leg drop. Ragdoll stops and poses before standing back up. She gets the SCW chant going once again. The crowd goes wild as Ragdoll rolls back inside.
Simone: Becky “Ragdoll” Jones quickly stole this match away from Amanda Cortez, and the fans are very thankful for that.
Adams: Even though I am not quite fond of the members of Team Erik, Amanda Cortez could be our first Triple Crown Champion if Staggs ever lifts her title ban.
Ragdoll raises an arm into the air, pumping up the crowd, and then she leaps onto the top turnbuckle. She looks out into the audience before flipping off with a Corkscrew Moonsault that barely connects at all. Amanda pulls herself up, and as Ragdoll holds her back in pain, Amanda gets a kick to the gut. She begins shouting at Ragdoll as the crowd boos. Amanda turns around and screams at them before returning her attention back to Ragdoll. Amanda grabs her in a headlock and raises her up to a standing position. She taunts the audience, shouting out at them before she runs forward with a Running Bulldog. She drops down to her knees quickly for the cover.
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Ragdoll kicks out with force. Amanda leans down to pick her up, and Ragdoll rolls her up into a small package.
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Amanda grabs onto the bottom rope. Referee Jacob Summers calls for the break, but Amanda forcefully breaks free from the pin. She rolls over and Ragdoll follows her, bouncing her off of the ropes. She sends her to the other side and as she prepares for a back body drop, Amanda spears her to the ground. Amanda picks her up by the legs, trying to set her up for a Powerbomb, but Ragdoll brings her down with a Hurricanrana. She goes to hook the leg, but Amanda uses every bit of strength in her to teeter forward to pin Ragdoll.
Adams: Amanda Cortez is fighting back against Ragdoll. It’s good to see both ladies fighting to prove why they deserve to be considered Bombshells.
Simone: As much as I can’t stand Amanda Cortez, I have to agree with you there, Jason. Both ladies are putting on one helluva show.
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Ragdoll shoves all of her weight forward, knocking Amanda backward in the process. She weighs down on her with the cover.
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Amanda musters up the strength to reverse the pin again. She looks over to the referee and then she grabs onto the middle rope for leverage.
1!
The referee catches on to what Amanda is doing and he stops the count to scold her. She lets go of the rope and shouts at him to do his job. Begrudgingly, he drops down to initiate the count, but Ragdoll rolls backward. She is quick with it, making sure to dash back over toward Amanda before she can even get up. She connects with a Shining Wizard that sends the audience into a frenzy. Ragdoll stands up and looks down at Amanda. Her bubbly persona has faded quite a bit as she picks Amanda up by the hair. She begins smashing Amanda’s face into the mat. The audience seems shocked by the display, but not upset by it at all. Ragdoll stops and then she stands up. She motions for Amanda to get up. As she does, Ragdoll plants a foot to Amanda’s gut and then she hits a Tiltawhirl DDT on the tattooed goddess.
Adams: I felt the vibrations from that one all the way over here!
Simone: This one looks to be over. Ragdoll is ready to prove her dominance over Amanda Cortez right here, right now…
Ragdoll climbs to the top rope, and she looks all around her, taking in the cheers. She turns around after looking at the laid out Amanda Cortez. Her eyes flash fiery passion before she dives off of the turnbuckle with the Bad Moon Rising! The audience cheers as Ragdoll hooks the leg. They count along with the referee.
1!
2!
Simone: What the…? I can’t believe what I’ve just seen, Jason.
Adams: Me either. It looks like Amanda is still in this fight, but what is this…?
Amanda stuns the audience by kicking out. Ragdoll grabs onto her head and then she slowly rises up from the mat. The crowd boos when Laura Jackson starts walking down the aisle. Ragdoll turns and immediately heads over to the edge of the ring. She stares down at Laura, mouthing something to her. Laura points to herself as she gets closer. Laura climbs onto the apron and the two get in each other’s faces. Ragdoll reaches her hand back to strike Laura when the referee tries to order her away from ringside. The audience boos as Laura refuses. Ragdoll starts to swing when she is stunned by a Dropkick from Amanda. Laura quickly moves out of the way and Amanda drapes Ragdoll’s neck over the middle rope. She pushes down, choking Ragdoll until the referee yanks her off. Ragdoll grabs at her neck, but Amanda spins her around and hits the Number One Stunner out of nowhere. She drops down for the count.
1!
2!
3!
Justin Decent And your winner… AMANDA CORTEZ!!!
Amanda jumps up and down as she celebrates her win. Laura rolls inside of the ring and the two enjoy their celebration as the crowd boos.
Backstage, Giani Di Luca is seen walking through the hallways with his usual smirk on his face. He struts along without a care in the world until out of nowhere, he hears a loud banging noise as a few large stage lights fall down, missing him only by and inch or two. He looks down at the crackling exposed live wires as he grabs onto his head. He tries to speak, but he is in too much shock as his eyes dart all over the place, looking for the person that just tried to kill him. He quickly moves out of the area as he tries to catch his breath.
Simone: I’m all for getting Christian back, but these bounty hunters are getting a little bit extreme here!
Adams: You can’t honestly tell me you wouldn’t mind it if you never had to see or hear from Giani Di Luca again, can you?
Simone: No…
Giani moves through the hallway quickly. He looks around and then leans down to tie his shoe when at the last possible second, a nail gun shoots about eight large nails right where his head would have been. One barely grazes the top of his head and he groans loudly before sprinting off for dear life.
The scene cuts backstage to show Nick Jones' arrival at Climax Control, surprisingly arriving completely on his own. As Nick walks through the backstage area, he is clearly getting a number of looks shot in his direction from a variety of other wrestlers, workers and staff for SCW, of course driven by Nick's actions the last time he was seen in an SCW ring. As Nick heads over towards his locker room, he gets over to it only to find standing just in front of the door is his personal hired gun, Tony Capicelli, standing there, clearly waiting for Nick. Nick seems a little surprised to see Tony.
Nick: Have to be honest, you're the last person I would have bet on having here waiting for me.
Tony: Listen boss, I's just wanna tell you's, you ain't gotta worry about me non, capiche? I ain't care what da rest of dese people around here is sayin', I's always got ya back, boss.
Nick: Well I'm glad to hear that Tone. Just don't be surprised when a lot of these dipshits roaming around these halls don't agree with you.
Tony: Dats why I'm here. Any of dese people gots a problem wit' you's, dey gotsa deal with me.
A smile comes across Nick's face as he is reassured by Tony.
Nick: Sorry I ever doubted you. I should have known I could always rely on you big man. You just never going to know how people will react is all, particularly since a lot of you had become friends with that clown Mark over the years.
Tony: Ah, screw dat guy. I neva' really liked him all dat much to begin wit'. I mean, just listen to how da guy freakin' tawks... what's wit' dat, right?
Nick looks at Tony like he cannot believe what Tony just said, given the clear irony of Tony's statement. Tony, however, seems completely oblivious to it all. Nick goes to say something, but gets interrupted as suddenly coming running in from off screen is none other than Nick's cousin, Big B.
Big B: Hey cuz! I've been looking for you all day!
Nick: I just got here. What the hell do you want?
Big B: It's about this whole thing with Mark.
Nick: Yeah, what about it?
Big B: I don't know, I just... don't get it.
Nick: There's a freakin' shocker. Try not to think about it too hard, I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself.
Big B: Come on cuz, don't be like this! You and Mark have been best friends for years now. You have to know what you did last week was wrong.
Nick: Wrong? WRONG?!? Listen B, you really have no clue what the hell you're talking about. So I suggest you keep your damn mouth shut and stay out of this. You got me?!?
Big B: You need to make this right, Nick. Talk to Mark and sort this all out before it's too late.
Nick: There is nothing to sort out. And this is the last time I'm going to tell you to mind your own damn business.
Big B: But I...
Before B can even get another word out, Nick shoves him, sending Big B stumbling backwards until he bumps into the wall behind him. A look of anger immediately comes into the eyes of Big B, and he goes to move right back in at Nick. However, before anything more can happen, Tony immediately steps in between both Nick and Big B and pushes the two apart, keeping them from getting at one another.
Tony: Whoa, whoa. You's two friggin' chill out, a'ight? We's got enough problems to be dealin' wit' wit'out you's two at each other's throats.
Nick: Fine, but this giant mindless oaf better learn his damn place!
Big B: I'm just trying to help, cuz!
Tony turns towards Big B and addresses him directly.
Tony: Just shutup for a sec and lemme talk to da boss, a'ight?
Big B responds with a simple nod, at which point Tony turns back towards Nick and gets him to back away from Big B another step. The two just look at each other silently, and without a word spoken, Nick nods at Tony who clearly gets the message. With that, Tony spins around and drills Big B right in the face with a right hand, sending him sprawling backwards. Tony then charges in and drives B back into the concrete wall behind him, which sends him falling to the ground in a heap. Tony then starts to stomp away on Big B with one kick after another right to the head and face, beating away on the nearly unconscious opponent. After this continues on for a bit more, Nick eventually walks up to the battered and bloodied body of his cousin and leans down right by his face.
Nick: It's real damn simple you big freakin' moron. From here on out, everyone is either with me or against me. I'm not dealing with any more of this bullshit of people questioning me or telling me what I should be doing. Tonight, you just made your decision crystal clear.
Nick then stands straight back up and lands a few kicks of his own to the face of Big B, before spitting down onto him. Nick then turns and walks away, followed closely behind by Tony, as the scene cuts away.
The scene opens up at ringside where we see Belinda and Jason getting ready to call a match, in the ring we see four unknown cruiserweight wrestlers getting ready for battle.
Simone: Well this is an impromptu match but Erik Staggs has booked these four men in a match where the winner gets an SCW contract.
Adams: Hey, isn’t that Sam Damon?
Simone: Hey your right!
Jacob calls them to the center of the ring to explain the rules of the match but he never gets a chance as “Beyond the Pale” by Exodus plays over the PA system.
Simone: Oh no……
Adams: Guys, I know you want that contract but…..run, just run!
The four youngsters are paralyzed with fear as Jason Burnside storms down to the ring, the nearest one to the ropes tries a springboard hurricanrana once Jason is close enough but Jason catches him and powerbombs him onto the guard rail, the youngster slumps down into the audience and Jason climbs into the ring.
Simone: We need medical attention already!
Adams: I’m beginning to think that this was a set up by Erik!
Jason takes out two of the youngsters with a double clothesline before turning his attention to Sam Damon, he tries to run but Jason catches him.
Simone: What’s he doing?!
Adams: OH MY GOD! POWERBOMB TO THE OUTSIDE!
Sam Damon is clearly out of it and Jason snatches the mic from Justin.
JB: I warned you last week that the bodies were going to pile up to the sky; these four punks are just the beginning! No one is safe from me! It doesn’t matter if it’s a Team Erik member, a Team SCW member of a member of staff; you get in my way you’re going to pay!
The crowd boos Jason and he grins.
JB: That said I want to thank Mark for giving me even more reasons to go after Team Erik with that bounty, just don’t expect me to discriminate! Matthew, I’ll be watching your match very closely!
Jason leaves the ring and makes his way to the back.
Simone: We need medical attention!
Adams: Can Jason Burnside be arrested already?!
The SCW-Tron above the stage switches to a scene that is opening up in the backstage area...
The 'now' senior official -- thanks much to Erik Staggs -- Drew Patton is menacing the makeup lady, Anja, literally backing her against her supply table and large mirror with lights surrounding it while he screams in her face!
Drew: What the HELL is the matter with you, you stupid tart! Are you this goddamn dumb you can't get it through your thick skull!? Or maybe you're just deaf and can't hear the words coming out of my mouth!?
The young woman is clearly growing uncomfortable with this man who is bigger than her, screaming at her in such a way. She swallows hard, fighting off the tears that are threatening to overwhelm her, holding up her hands.
Anja: P-please! I *did* hear you! I just...!
Drew: No! You clearly did NOT! I told you that it was a birthmark! Not a damn zit! And you don't listen to me and you try and tell me what you *think* it is and insult me!
Anja: I-I didn't m-mean to upset you! I...
But Drew is obviously enjoying this power trip, intimidating this woman and he mocks her, making his own voice stutter...
Drew: Oh I-I did-didn't m-mean to upset you! *whines* Please forgive me Drew! I'll t-take care of it RIGHT NOW!
Suddenly a bucket with a rope attached to it falls down from somewhere up above them and lands on Drew's head with a loud...
*KONK!*
Drew stops yelling and for a brief moment his eyes glaze over and he then squints his eyes shut. His mouth falls open and he grabs his head and slowly drops to his knees and falls over to the floor -- knocked out cold!
Anja leans over carefully to look at him, unsure of what she should do -- if anything. She then hears footsteps and glances up at the arriving figure of "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward. The crowd cheers at the sight of him. Mark looks down at the prone form of Drew, then at Anja -- then he glances 'up'. Anja then also looks up and the camera rises up to the rafters where the diminutive form of the teddy bear Angel is perched! The crowd erupts in cheers and laughter
The camera pans back down to a smiling Mark Ward who shakes his head in disbelief. He then nonchalantly reaches into his pocket and pulls out a large wad of bills and begins counting them. Pulling a stack from his hand, he leans down and tucks them into the bucket. He stands up straight again and the bucket gets pulled up via the rope and vanishes above their heads. Mark looks back up to where Angel was seen and 'salutes' the teddy bear before walking off.
Anja blinks in confusion and glances up. She shakes her head, wondering if she just experienced what she believes herself to have experienced. Shrugging it off, she steps over Drew's unconscious body and follows Mark off-camera.
The roulette wheel is set up in the center of the ring as the next match is set to begin. Justin Decent stands on one side, and the challenger for this match, Faith, stands on the opposite side. She is looking at all the choices on the roulette wheel, grinning confidently.
Adams: Things are about to heat up, Belinda! The Bombshells are in action!
Simone: For once I agree with you, Jason. The Bombshells never disappoint.
Justin Decent: Ladies and Gentleman, our next match is for the Bombshell Roulette Championship! Introducing first, already in the ring is the challenger...From St. Louis, Missouri...Weighing in at 115lbs....FAITH!
Faith raises her hands, pumping up the crowd before she turns her attention back to the Justin Decent and the roulette wheel.
Justin Decent: Tonight, the challenger has been given the privilege of spinning the wheel to decide the stipulation for this match, so without further adieu...Faith, please spin the wheel!
Faith doesn't need to be told twice. She grabs the wheel and spins it quickly. It spins for a while, seemingly going on forever as Faith pays close attention to each stipulation...Regular Rules...Street Fight...Leather Strap Match...Until it slowly and finally lands on...
Justin Decent: There you have it folks! This one will be a LADDER MATCH!
Adams: Oh this one is going to be great!
Faith smiles wickedly and nods, as two ring officials grab the roulette wheel and remove it from the ring, as Faith stares towards the backstage entrance as she waits for Necra.
The lights in the arena go out, as a golden spotlight goes over the crowd, and comes to a stop at the back of the stage as "Black and Silver" by Xandria begins to play over the speakers.
Justin Decent: And introducing next...From the Isle of the Gods Greece...Weighing in at 127lbs. She is the Bombshell Roulette Champion...The Goddess of The Dead...NECRA OCTAVIAN KANE!!
A black mist begins to roll over the stage and rampway, as two lines of men and women walk down to the ramp and line either side, holding flags with a strange symbol on them. At the back of the stage, a golden barge appears with four very built men wearing masks of Anubis, Osiris, Ma'at and Apep on the four corners. Behind the barge is a man wearing a skull for a mask and he follows behind. They reach the ring, and the skull faced man moves to the side of the barge, removing the golden death mask from the Goddess of the Dead. She opens her eyes as she is helped up, and heads to the ring, as her followers fall to their knees. She walks up the stairs and steps in the ring where she raises her hands and flames shoot up from each of the posts and the lights return to their full glory moments later.
Simone: Look at that look Faith is giving Necra right now. Faith lost that title at Hostile Takeover, and there is no doubt she wants it back more than ever.
Adams: She's got a tough challenge ahead of her. Facing that freaky woman all by herself? Necra isn't that easy!
Simone: Do you realize what you just said?
Adams: I hadn't until now, but thanks for pointing that out!
Faith and Necra engage in a vicious stare down as Necra removes the Roulette title from around her waist, handing it over to referee Jacob Summers. Jacob raises the belt high above his head to a roaring crowd before he attaches the belt to a cable that has been lowered. Necra and Faith both watch as the belt is pulled high above the ring, floating in all its glory, and Jacob calls for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
BOMBSHELL ROULETTE TITLE MATCH
Adams: Here we go! Come on ladies!
At the sound of the bell, Faith charges at Necra, but Necra quickly darts to the side and Faith goes bounding at the ropes. Faith manages to stop herself and turns around to look at the Goddess with an angry glare. Necra smiles wickedly and stands where she is, waiting for Faith to try again.
Adams: That woman scares me.
Simone: I'm sure half of the Bombshell roster does, Jason.
Adams: That is true, but I'd still love to be in the ring with any or all of them!
Necra laughs an eerie laugh as Faith quickly debates her next move. Faith may have speed on her side, but Necra is just as quick, if not more so. The crowd starts a chant of "FAITH! FAITH! FAITH!" and this pumps the former champion up as Necra waves them off, waiting for Faith to make a move. Faith looks up at the belt, points to it and begins trash talking the champion. Necra looks up at the belt and that gives Faith the quick second she needs. Faith dives at Necra, taking her down by her legs, before she sits over Necra and begins pummeling hard right shots to Necra's head and the crowd goes wild!
Simone: Faith showing she's smarter than most give her credit for! Distract the champion with her own belt, and that's what happens!
Adams: I'm not sure that's going to sit well with Necra, though!
Faith gets more vicious with each strike to the head, trying to wear down the champion quickly. Faith then delivers a hard headbutt, before she jumps off of Necra and rolls out of the ring and begins looking under the ring furiously The crowd cheers loudly as Faith pulls a ladder out from under the ring, but Necra has already gotten back to her feet, barely even effected her. Faith goes to slide the ladder in under the bottom rope, but Necra grabs the other end of the ladder, and shoves it back right against Faith's chest! Faith flies back against the guardrail having had the wind now knocked out of her!
Adams: If Necra had done that to a woman with implants, those babies would have popped!
Simone: Jason!
Adams: What?! It's true...
Faith coughs and chokes, trying to catch her breath as Necra begins to set the ladder up in the center of the ring. The crowd is half cheering for Faith to get back in the ring, and half booing Necra. Necra positions the ladder directly under the Roulette Title, and grabs a hold of one of the rungs, looking up at her title, then back to Faith outside the ring. Just as she takes a step on to the ladder, she steps back down!
Adams: What the hell is she doing? Not a smart move, Necra!
Simone: I'm not sure I'd like to be Faith right about now. She's got her eyes locked on Faith and...What is she doing now?!
Necra is pushing the ladder closer to the ropes near Faith! Some of the fans in the front row are patting Faith's shoulder, trying to motivate the challenger. Faith is still trying to catch her breath, not seeming to be paying attention to the champion who is now climbing the ladder! Necra gets to the top rung, glares down at Faith and grins wickedly as she steadies herself.
Simone: Oh no...She's not going to...
Adams: I think she is!
And she does! Necra goes flying off the top of the ladder and over the ropes with a suicide dive towards Faith, but Faith moves out of the way at the last second and Necra crashes against the steel barricade, and falls into a heaping mess on the floor and Jacob Summers jumps out of the ring to check on both women as the crowd begins a chant of "HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"
Simone: I think I have to agree with the fans with this one! What a move by Necra and quick thinking by Faith to save this one!
Necra is barely moving and Faith is almost to her feet as she is leaning against the ring, breathing easy once again. She looks at the ladder set up inside the ring, and carefully slides in under the bottom rope. Faith grabs the ladder and drags it back over under the Roulette title, positioning it just right. While checking on Necra, Jacob keeps an eye on Faith in the ring as she slowly begins stepping up the ladder. Necra spots her as she is sitting against the barricade and she quickly, and unsteadily, tries to get back to her feet, and the crowd keeps cheering Faith on as she begins reaching for the title!
Adams: She's almost got it...Faith may be the new Roulette Champion here!
In a burst of adrenaline, Necra gets to her feet and charges at the ring, sliding under the bottom rope, with referee Jacob Summers following behind her. Necra pulls herself to her feet using the ropes and just as Faith is inches away from the title, Necra runs at the ladder and with both hands, pushes it just enough and Faith can't hold on! Faith comes crashing down and her throat bounces against the rope!
Simone: Oh my God!
Necra falls back as the ladder comes crashing down against the side of the ropes that Faith hit, and just sits there. Faith grabs a hold of her throat, choking once again and Necra gets back to her feet. She pulls the ladder away from the ropes, setting it up once again and stands tall and proud, looking up the title, signaling this one is about to be done. Necra begins climbing the rope, rung by rung, reaching for the title each time. Faith sees what is going on, and still choking and gasping for air she struggles back to her feet. As Necra nears the top, Faith jumps on the opposite side of the ladder, punching at Necra as a last effort to stop the champion from retaining.
Adams: I don't know if she can do it, Belinda! Her neck has to be hurting right now!
Simone: Not only that but is she getting enough oxygen?!
Faith makes her way to the top just by Necra and the two begin delivering punches back and forth until Faith loses her footing and nearly falls off the ladder! Necra takes the advantage and grabs a hold of Faith's hair and with a wave "Goodbye" she delivers a vicious headbutt sending Faith flying back and crashing down to the mat below! Necra reaches up and proudly takes a hold of her title once again, removing it from the cable and Jacob Summers calls for the bell!
DING! DING! DING!
Justin Decent: Ladies and gentleman...Your winner and STILL Bombshell Roulette Champion...NECRA OCTAVIAN KANE!
Necra holds the belt up proudly, looking around the crowd to a chorus of booing. She looks down at Faith with a smirk as the ring officials now check on the fallen challenger, before she makes her swift descent down the ladder and out of the ring.
Simone: Faith didn't want to give up, but in the end Necra was just to much for the former champion and she walks away with the belt still in her possession.
Adams: And the possession of Team Erik!
Necra is walking backwards towards the backstage entrance, when from behind her the Punk Princess, Amy Marshall appears, and she's stalking her former tag team partner with a sick smile on her face!
Simone: Wait a minute! It's Amy Marshall!
The crowd doesn't know how to react, given Amy's recent betrayal on Team Erik, and as Necra turns around to see what the commotion is all about, she's met with a boot to the face followed by Amy tackling her to the ground! The two women roll back down the ramp as Amy begins her assault on the champion as more ring officials storm down the ramp to separate the two brawling bombshells. They get them separated, and as they are backing Amy towards the backstage, she spots the Roulette Championship on the ground, bends over and picks it up before she charges at Necra once again, nailing her in the back of the head with her own championship! Necra falls to the floor, and Amy stands over her proudly, hoisting the title above her, looking down at Necra.
Adams: You think Amy wants the title?
Simone: She's made it damn clear when she quit Team Erik last week, but I think this attack on Necra just sealed the deal, Jason!
Amy bends over Necra, getting right in her face and says a few words before she lays the Roulette Championship over her and slowly walks away with the orders from the ring officials. She disappears backstage just as Necra realizes what is going on.
Inside of his office, Erik Staggs is seen tapping his pen against his desk. He seems a little on edge, but he is trying his best to hide it. He begins jotting something down when he hears a loud voice down the hallway. He scoffs, but resists the urge to check on what is happening outside for fear of danger. He looks back down, but the voice keeps getting closer and closer. ”HOT DOGS! GET YA HOT DOGS HERE!” Erik furls his eyebrows in confusion and finally decides to get up from his chair. He walks over to the door and flings it open, looking down the hallway to see a hot dog vendor walking down the hall.
Erik: Um, excuse me…? This is a restricted area for SCW personnel only, and…
Hot Dog Vendor: So you SCW peronnels don’t like the eats or nothin’?
Erik holds the bridge of his nose in frustration. He takes in a deep breath and then walks out of the hallway and to the man who is pulling out a hot dog and bun wrapped in foil. Erik pats him gently on the shoulder.
Erik: No, that’s not how it works. See, we have this thing called a caterer who brings us edible food, and not some crappy hot dog. Do you see where I’m going with this?
The hot dog vendor nods his head slowly as he continues to unwrap the dog. He pulls out a red and yellow bottle and turns the tips down toward the hot dog. Erik tries to object, but the vendor quickly spins the bottles around and sprays Erik in the face, getting him in the eyes first. He empties the bottles all over Erik before smacking him over the head with his tray. As Erik falls to the ground, the vendor lays in a few good kicks before mounting Erik. He lifts up Erik’s head and begins laying in punch after punch on Erik, hitting his head against the ground in the process.
Simone: THAT right there is what the remaining staff of SCW have been wanting to do for over two months now!
Adams: I don’t know if I can agree with that. I don’t wanna do what this guy is doing…
The vendor picks up a hand full of loose hot dogs and begins forcing them into Erik’s mouth. He takes another one and smacks Erik over the face with it until Erik stops resisting. He stands up and puts his hands in the air victriously.
Vendor: Now I don’t gotta sell hot dogs for a livin’!
The vendor walks off, satisfied with the job he has done as Erik is choking on the broken up chunks of hot dog. He sputters some out onto the ground, but still can’t breath as we fade out.
“Indestructible” by Disturbed hit’s the PA system and the fans in the arena boo as Tom Dudely makes his way out from behind the curtain. Tom has the spike in his hand that he used to bloody Jordan Williams with last week. Tom walks down the aisle, taunting the fans before climbing into the ring and asking for a mic. He’s handed one and begins speaking with a smug look on his face.
Tom: Last week on Climax Control, I used this spike…
Tom holds the spike up, still covered with blood, admiring it.
Tom: To take out your hero, Jordan Williams.
The fans cheer at the sound of Jordan’s name.
Tom: Everyone has been asking me, “Tom did you go overboard?” The answer is, no. I didn’t go far enough. You see, what I did last week was send a message to Jordan. I’ve spent enough time with him when we were in that sinking ship known as Supremacy; to know what he’s thinking. I know he’s over looking me…Hell even SCW is overlooking me by saying the winner of tonight’s battle royal will face Jordan Williams…I’m sorry, but who says Jordan will be champion by then?
The fans start booing Tom incessantly.
Tom: The winner of tonight’s battle royal will be facing me…Tom Dudely!
The fans continue booing him as Tom soaks it all in.
Tom: But back to what happened last week…Jordan, I want you to keep that in mind, because what I did to you last week was only the beginning…oh yeah, I was told by the man himself…Erik Staggs, that our match at Lord of the Ring is a No Holds Barred match…so I’ll be bringing this spike with me to Vegas to finish the job…
As Tom says that, “Subconscious” hit’s the PA system and the fans start going crazy and cheering as SCW Heavyweight Champion, Jordan Williams and Sasha come bolting from behind the curtain. Tom drops the mic and braces for the impending fight as Jordan slides under the bottom rope and Sasha climbs the apron.
Simone: Here we go!!!
Tom immediately tries to hit Jordan with the spike, but Jordan ducks it, bounces off the opposite ropes and as Tom turns around, Jordan floors him with a flying forearm, followed by a kip, which sends the fans in a ruckus.
Adams: Jordan looked like a missile!
Jordan gets on one knee as he awaits Tom to get to his feet. As Tom gets to his feet, Jordan spit’s the green mist at Tom, but Tom puts his arm in an X to block the mist!
Simone: Great counter of the mist by Tom! He was obviously prepared for it!
Tom drops his arms smiling and pointing to his brain as Jordan tells Tom to turn around. As Tom turns around, Sasha spits red mist in Tom’s face from the apron!
Adams: Oh man, she’s spitting that mist too!!!!
Sasha drops off the apron and goes under the ring as Tom falls to the mat holding his eyes. Jordan stomps his foot on the ground repeatedly as he waits for Tom to get back up.
Simone: I think I know what’s coming!
Adams: Boma Ye?
As Tom gets to one knee, while still blinded, Jordan gets a full head of steam and connects with Tom’s jaw with an absolutely vicious knee strike!!
Simone: What a shot! The number one contender is out cold!
As that was going on, Sasha has set up a table at ringside. Jordan grabs Tom’s lifeless body and rolls him out of the ring and Tom falls to the floor. Sasha picks Tom up and lays him on the table as Jordan begins to climb the top turnbuckle.
Simone: Oh wow, what could this be?
Jordan plays to the crowd and then leaps high into the air and comes crashing down hard with High Fly Flow, putting Tom through the table!!!!
Adams: Did you see the hang time Jordan had on that move! Incredible!
The fans are rocking the arena with chants of SCW! SCW! SCW! And Jordan! Jordan! Jordan! Jordan gets up holding his ribs, but with his cocky grin on his face as “Subconscious” plays again.
Simone: Jordan gets some measure of revenge for last week, but a shocking development has been made; Jordan title defense against Tom at Lord of the Ring will be a No Holds Barred match!
The scene opens up backstage inside the locker room of Bombshell Champion, and Queen of the Damned, Misty. She is seated in a chair against the wall, staring ahead seeming to be in deep thought about something. What it is, only she knows, but her disciples stand guard in the locker room, given the fact that an attack could happen at any moment, and they are not about to let that happen. Misty has her right leg crossed over her left and her leg slowly fidgets as her nerves are getting the best of her. Just then, there is a quiet knock on the door. Misty and Ruby's heads dart up quickly, immediately looking towards the door. The Brothers look at Misty and with a wave of her hands, they approach the door cautiously. Damien grabs a hold of the handle, slowly turning it as Zane stands guard as Damien carefully opens the door. Zane peeks outside the door, and at the visitor outside.
Zane: Go away. Our Queen is not welcoming any visitors.
Misty: Who is it Zane?
Zane spins around, looking almost amused. He scratches his head, almost having trouble revealing who it is.
Zane: It is that strange reporter girl. She is alone, though.
Misty seems surprised to hear this.
Misty: Reporter? How is that possible? Pussy Willow and Ms. Rocky Mountains got fired last week!
Misty jumps up from her seat immediately heading towards the door. Zane is about to say something, but Misty swings the door wide open, revealing just who is standing at the door, bright eyed and smiling...SCW Fan Girl, and aspiring journalist, Maggie! She has her bag slung over her shoulder and looks rather excited.
Misty: Somehow I would have rather seen the big breasted bimbos than you. What do you want?
Maggie: Sheesh...and you're trying to convince people you're NOT a lesbian? That statement right there didn't help your cause any...
Maggie laughs, but when she spots the angry glare fall over Misty's face, her laughter quickly fades. Misty folds her arms across her chest and glares at her.
Misty: Ruby, would you be so kind as to escort this childish little girl out of my sight?
Ruby gladly appears at Misty's side, ready to do as she was asked, but Maggie backs away, terrified.
Maggie: Hey! Easy now! I'm only here for an interview! I won't make any more lesbian jokes. I promise. Just don't let her hurt me!
Ruby slowly stalks Maggie, but Misty grabs a hold of Ruby's arm and pulls her back. Ruby gives Maggie a death glare, but one that says her life was just spared.
Misty: Why on earth should I grant you an interview, and since when are you employed by this company as a reporter? I'm fairly sure Erik Staggs wouldn't be crazy enough to hire you.
Maggie regains her composure and relaxes a little as Ruby is held at bay, though she is still uncomfortable with the vicious glare that Ruby is giving her.
Maggie: Well I'm not officially employed by SCW yet, but I'm working on it! The first edition of the SCW Insider Magazine was a huge success as you know, and I was never able to actually finish my interview with you before. Not to mention, a lot has happened since then. So...can I interview you or not?!
Misty takes a moment to think about it before she lets out a long sigh and rolls her eyes.
Misty: I suppose that would be fine, but make it quick. I have a match in a little while that I need to focus on.
Misty takes a step aside, waiting for Maggie to walk into the locker room, but Maggie looks at each of the disciples nervously.
Maggie: Do they have to be in here, too? They freak me out...a lot.
Ruby takes a step forward and is about to speak her mind, but Misty holds her hand up. She again thinks about it before looking around to Ruby and the Brothers.
Misty: Any more requests child?
Maggie thinks for a moment before shaking her head.
Maggie: Nope! Not at the moment, but if I think of any I'll let you know!
Misty: Oh goody...I can't wait. Ruby...Brothers...You can all step outside for now. I'm sure I will be fine.
None of them look particularly thrilled and Ruby begins shaking her head vehemently.
Ruby: No! Absolutely not...My Queen, with the situation of the bounties right now that would not be a wise...
Maggie: Lady, look at me. Do I look like someone who would even attempt to collect a bounty on her?
Ruby: Whether you look like it or not you worthless fool, that does not matter!
Maggie: Ouch...that was so mean!
Ruby growls loudly and tries to take another step forward, but Misty holds her back.
Misty: Ruby, as much as I would like to agree with you right now I think I'll be fine. Now, please go.
Ruby has no choice but to obey Misty's order as she walks out the door, stepping past Maggie and joining the brothers. Maggie sticks her tongue like a five year old would and smiles as she steps inside the locker room, closing the door behind her. Misty stands where she is for a moment, waiting for Maggie as the fan girl and aspiring journalist reaches into her bag for something.
Misty: Please...take your time. I'm sure I can be late for my match.
Misty's clear sarcasm only amuses Maggie as she fumbles around her bag for whatever it is she is looking for.
Maggie: Sorry...I just can't seem to find my damn notepad and pen in here! Must be all the way at the bottom of my bag. Oh wait...hang on...I got it!
Misty: Wonderful. Let's get this show on the...ARRRGGGHHH!
Misty is suddenly taken by surprise as Maggie sprays her in the eyes with a bottle of pepper spray! Misty fumbles backwards a bit and wipes at her eyes furiously and Maggie tosses the bottle of pepper spray down on the floor just as the door comes crashing open and Ruby runs inside with a crazed look on her face. Maggie somehow manages to dart past her and the brother's quickly as they are focused on Misty instead.
Maggie: HAHAHA! I OUTSMARTED MISTY! I OUTSMARTED...OUCH!
Just then a loud crash is heard as Maggie runs into something in the hallway.
Ruby: Zane! Get her!
Misty: No! Forget her damn it! I can't see!
The Brothers quickly join Ruby at Misty's side to check on her, allowing Maggie the time she needs to gather herself and make a run for it, laughing down the hallway. Misty yells at them to go get a member of the medical staff and Sebastian hightails it out of the locker room to go find one and Ruby grabs a bottle of water to over Misty's eyes.
A few cameras file through the curtains. “Wrecked” plays when Giani comes down to the ring, he supplies his own blast of pyros that rain down on him as he pauses, soaking in boos from the audience.
Justin: The following is a Roulette Rules Non-Title Match scheduled for one fall, introducing first, from Seaside Heights, New Jersey weighing in at 285ibs, the Italian Stallion Giani Da Luca!
Simone: Giani is in for a fight tonight as Thatcher is riding high after his defeat off…..
MK: If you value your jobs you will shut up about that travesty right this instant!
Adams: Oh yeah, and Matthew’s joined us on commentary, yay!
He really gets them going as he flips his hands from under his chin, laughing as they boo. He jumps onto the ring apron and soaks in the audience reaction before climbing under the top rope. He bounces from the ropes, then runs over to the far turnbuckle and raises his fist high in the air for his camera crew. He leaps down and jogs in place.
Simone: Not that I’m complaining but where’s Marty?
MK: You’ll see momentarily.
Adams: If I end up in one of those “Lose and you’re fired” matches, can Marty be my opponent?
MK: Ask that again and you’ll go up against Jason Burnside.
Adams: Shutting up!
The roar of a Tyrannosaur erupts over the PA system, echoing throughout the arena as the lights dim, eliciting a deafening cheer from the crowd. Mist rises from the floor in a hiss as the roar fades into Disturbed’s “Serpentine,” illuminated by lights mounted on the floor. Emerging from the mist like an ancient force of power is Thatcher Rex, strands of hair hanging down to partially obscure his eyes.
Justin: His opponent, from Helena, Montana weighing in at 245ibs, he is the reigning SCW Roulette Champion Thatcher Rex!
He glances first to the left, and then to the right before striding down the ramp, gaze fixated upon the ring. Once he gets to the ring, he ducks between the top and middle ropes. Two strides later, he mounts the turnbuckle. His arms spread wide, fists clenched. Rex releases a phenomenal roar, much to the delight of the fans, the camera then cuts to Marty McFarge standing next to the Roulette Wheel with two scantily clad women by his side and a young kid in front of him.
MM: All right kid, I’ll give you ten bucks to spin this wheel for me!
Simone: Oh you have got to be kidding!
MK: Nope, Marty’s the official wheel spinner for the male Roulette Matches now!
Adams: Or at least he should be!
The little kid spins the wheel but due to lack of strength he can’t spin it very fast causing it to stop on “Roulette Rules”, the crowd’s laughter quickly turns to boos as Marty kicks the kid off screen, literally.
MM: If you want something done properly.
Marty then proceeds to try to spin the wheel himself, keyword being try.
MM: Oh for fuck’s sake! That whore with the fake tits could spin the wheel! Why can’t I?
Bimbo: You’re spinning it the wrong way!
Marty quickly realizes his mistake to the delight of the crowd and spins it the right way, the wheel eventually stops on “No DQ outside the Ring”.
Simone: Well, that was…..interesting.
Adams: I think you need a new wheel spinner.
MK: I think we need new announcers.
Simone: Shutting up!
Adams: Shutting up!
NON TITLE ROULETTE RULES
Drew signals for the bell and the match begins with the two wrestlers brawling with each other, Giani ducks a wild punch from Thatcher and knees him in the back before going for The Jersey Turnpike early, however Thatcher manages to get out of the hold and hits Giani with a Spinebuster! He goes for the first cover off the match 1…..2…..kickout, Thatcher doesn’t let up firing several punches at Giani who calls for Drew to get Thatcher off him and Drew threatens to disqualify him, Thatcher merely shrugs, stands up and kicks Giani to the outside before following him out and continuing the assault.
Simone: Thatcher’s taking advantage of the rules here!
MK: Three……two…..
Adams: What are you counting down too?
Thatcher continues the assault but is suddenly attacked by the Skar Bros, Thatcher takes the fight to them but Al hits him with a chair knocking him down, Al rolls Thatcher back into the ring whilst Zach helps Giani to his feet, Giani gets into the ring and goes for a cover 1…..2…..kickout by Thatcher, Giani waits for him to get back to his feet and hits a series of jabs followed by a Hard Right Jab sending him into a nearby corner.
Simone: He’s going for the Fin.
MK: I may think he’s an idiot for thinking having Swag is a good thing but I’m not denying his talent.
Adams: How is that stupid?
MK: It was originally used by gay people in Hollywood, and it was an acronym for “secretly we are gay”.
Adams: And you haven’t told Giani that because…..
MK: Team Unity.
Giani charges into the corner and hits Thatcher with a Spear, Thatcher stumbles out of the corner and Giani goes for a Bulldog…..only for Thatcher to duck it and hit Giani with an Uppercut and a scoop powerslam before going for a cover 1…..2……Giani kicks out and Thatcher forces him to his feet only to be hit with an eye rake that sends him into a corner, Giani goes for the Fin again but Thatcher ducks out of the way sending Giani into the ring post shoulder first, Giani stumbles out of the position he was in only to be hit with the Tyrant’s Test!
Simone: Tyrant’s Test! This match is over!
MK: And that’s my cue!
Adams: Where are you going?
Matthew never answers as he leaves his spot at the announce table and whilst Giani fights against the urge to tap out Matthew steals the Roulette Championship! Thatcher sees this and he immediately let’s go of Giani’s arm to chase after Matthew only to be surprised by simultaneous chair shots from the Skar Bros! Al and Zach roll him into the ring and Giani quickly goes for a cover 1…..2…..3!
Justin: Here’s your winner, Giani Da Luca!
Simone: I can’t believe this! Matthew literally stole the title and cost Thatcher the match!
Adams: But why?
Giani stands up, raising his own arms up in the air to celebrate his victory. He looks out into the booing audience and he smiles. He walks to the ropes, leaning over them to taunt the fans who are shouting support for Rex. He holds his hand up to his ear and then he looks angry. He flicks his fingers under his chin at them and then turns around, looking at the fallen Thatcher Rex at his feet. He waves him off and starts to walk off when the support for Thatcher finally gets to him. He shouts out at them and then waves a finger at the entryway. He picks Thatcher Rex up from the mat, holding him steady before he Headbutts him between the eyes, leveling him again.
Adams: Oh come on! The match is over, Giani. You already screwed him out of a victory…
Simone: That doesn’t seem to be enough for this arrogant piece of garbage.
The crowd is surprised to see Jericho Hill walking down the ramp. He enjoys what he is seeing as Giani hits a powerful Spinebuster in the middle of the ring. He rolls inside as Giani brings Rex up by his hair. Both men lift him up into the air with a quick Vertical Suplex, letting Rex hang for a moment before letting him fall. Both men look down at Rex as they stomp at him wildly. Jericho picks Rex up from the mat, and Giani measures up a perfect straight punch to Thatcher Rex’s face. Giani pulls Rex from Hill and sets him up for a Jersey Turnpike, gyrating for further humiliation before lifting him up. Jericho Hill smiles a wicked grin as he helps add leverage to the maneuver. “Wrecked” by Killbot plays as both men raise their arms in the air in victory.
Inside of the ring, the fans are cheering as “Hot Stuff” Mark Ward is standing inside of the ring with “Midnight Tornado” playing. He has a pretty devious look on his face as he looks around at the fans. He has a microphone in hand as he waits for the fans to die down a bit before proceeding.
HS: It is no secret that in just five short days, live from Las Vegas, National eWrestling Alliance is hosting a little show called, oh I don’t know… LORD OF THE RINGS?
The fans immediately go crazy as Mark lets them have another second to finish blowing the roof off of Glacier Gardens. He paces back and forth a few times before speaking over the audience.
HS: Headlining the show is some of SCW’s best talents competing in the over the top extravaganza. But one of the biggest draws is the NWA World Heavyweight Championship match between Nick Jones *audience boos loudly* and Spike Staggs…
The crowd erupts again, and Mark gives a look that asks “again?!” He straightens his posture just a bit as the fans slow down so he can continue.
HS: After what we saw last week with that treacherous bastard turning on me and all of SCW, one choice has been made a hell of a lot easier on me. Who do we promote for such a huge match, you ask?
*GET READY FOR THE SMACK DOWN!* The lights go completely black, as white strobes flash on the stage. A red spotlight shines on the curtains as "Get Up" by Korn and Skrillex plays. Once the music picks up, Spike shoves the curtains aside, and walks out onto the stage. He smiles at the fans, who cheer, as he points out across the audience. His smile fades as he dashes down to the ring, sliding in underneath the ropes. The lights fade back on as Spike goes to the furthest turnbuckle, giving a pose before leaping off to land on his feet before bouncing between the ropes. He stops in front of “Hot Stuff” and simply stares at him for a moment. The two engage in a stare down until Spike “graciously” accepts the microphone from Mark. Spike turns around to face the fans as he raises the microphone to his lips. Spike: Here we find ourselves again… Old friends turned enemies, turned friends, turned enemies, so on and so forth the vicious cycle repeats itself. While I appreciate the sentiment, I don’t need anyone to endorse me. My winning record does enough of that for me. Spike lowers the microphone from his lips as he turns around to look at Mark once again. They stare again for a solid thirty seconds before Spike peels his eyes off of Mark. Simone: Spike had some unflattering words for a number of people, “Hot Stuff” included, in his Lord of the Rings promo last week. I’m sure we can attribute this stare down to that… Spike: I guess when you are friends with Mark Ward Junior, you learn that you have to turn your back on him before he breaks your knee… Nice. But, I didn’t come out here to bad mouth someone who is no longer a concern of mine. I came out here to talk about this epic match up everyone is going crazy over. The long awaited rematch between Nick and myself… Spike paces over to the corner where he lifts himself up onto the turnbuckle where he gets a better view of his surroundings. He opens his jacket a bit to show off his New X-Tremes shirt as Mark stares at him, unsure of how exactly to react. Spike: People are calling this a two-out-of-three rivalry. Technically, we are *air quotes* even… Mark knows how that worked out. He made a nice little call that screwed me over in our first match. He tried to in the second match, but it didn’t quite work out so well that time. No matter what happens, Nick… We will never be even. Even if hell freezes over and you take this title off of me, I will always be one ahead of you. Every victory I have under my belt has been earned, all on my own. Not because some grungy old men and a wannabe rich skank got involved. You will never be as good as me, Nick. You can only wish. Spike pauses for effect as he looks out into the audience. He slides his hand over his chin as his eyes run over Mark once again. He turns to the ramp for a second as he continues as if talking directly to Nick. Spike: This will be my final match with the title, whether I win or lose. If you didn’t get a chance to check out my Lord of the Rings promo, win or lose, I am officially retiring afterward. I know it is a major stretch for you, Nick… But why don’t you try to wrestle one match on the up and up. Call it a favor to an old “friend”. If you can beat me straight out, then you truly deserve to be the NWA World Heavyweight Champion. Prove to us that you can do it, because as of right now, the world sees you as a shit wrestler who can’t do anything for himself… kind of like Giani Di Luca… If you have the sack, Nicky… bring it next Friday. Spike cracks a smile as he winks at the camera. “Get Up” plays again as Spike lowers himself from the turnbuckle. He only gives Mark one last glance before exiting the ring, slapping hands on his way up the ramp. The opening chords to Breaking Benjamin's "I Will Not Bow" start to blast through the speakers, as red and dark blue lights start to flash, the blue cutting through the red to create a purple effect. The fans boo as the lyrics kick in. "Now the dark begins to rise I don't want to change the world Casey Williams appears at the top of the ramp, looking around at the crowd and not moving, his eyes burning holes through the crowd. "All is lost again I will not bow Casey lets out a roar, his arms out wide before he looks around the crowd, focused. The Freight Train Of Pain starts to walk towards the ring slowly, stopping halfway down the ramp and turning his head to look at the booing crowd, their thumbs pointing down. Casey shakes his head slowly and turns back to face the ring, walking down towards the apron. Casey puts his hand on the rope, and pulls himself up on to the ring apron and steps over the top rope, staring around at the booing fans. Casey raises his arms as the fans boo louder. Casey then motions for a microphone.
Save your breath, it's far from over
Leave the lost and dead behind
Now's your chance to run for cover
I just wanna leave it colder
Light the fuse and burn it up
Take the path that leads to nowhere"
But I'm not giving in
I will not break
I will shut the world away
I will not fall
I will not fade
I will take your breath away"
Casey: “So, people have been giving me a lot of shit for what I did on Climax Control 50, specifically beating that drag queen known as Amanda Huggenkiss, but it needed to be done. The douche butchered so many songs, it was time for a change. Speaking of changes, it is time for a new tag team champions as Primetime Matthew Kennedy and I take on the current champs of Goth and Brother Grimm, who‘s reign ends at Climax Control. Matthew and I will showcase our dominance and destroy our opponents.“
As Casey pauses, the crowd boos him loudly for his mention of the attack of Amanda.
Casey: “People think I am crazy for teaming up with a man who had my wife abducted. The way I look at it, Matthew and I were great rivals when we feuded, and its been said that sometimes the best rivals become the best of allies in the squared circle, and with the return of Jason Burnside, the man who abducted my wife, Matthew and I have a common enemy, so we decided to take it upon ourselves to unite while Jason is around, so I can protect my pregnant wife and child to the best of our abilities.!“
Casey returns to the back, as “I Will Not Bow” hit’s the speakers once again as the scene fades to black.
Opening up again backstage we find Nick Jones walking and talking with Tony Capicelli by his side.
Nick: Honestly, that was a long time coming. That giant idiot was more of a pain in my ass than anything.
Tony: I's hears ya, boss. Well we's ain't gotta worry 'bout dat no more.
Nick: I'll tell you, it's quite a relief. Listen, I've got to go take care of something. I'll catch up with you back in the locker room, alright?
Tony: You's got it, boss.
With that, Tony and Nick part ways and head off in different directions. As Nick turns down a hallway, something clearly catches his attention as he suddenly comes to a stop and looks ahead. Fast approaching him in the distance Nick could see Zoey, the local Sin City Wrestling Nurse, charging down the hallway with her hands full of medical equipment.
Nick: Oh, this is just great. This is just what I need tonight, another ear bashing off of someone who has no idea what the hell is going on.
Mumbling underneath his breath Nick prepares for “ear bashing” off Zoey as she torpedoes towards him. The closer she gets the more Nick looks like he is ready to fire back with quick words towards her. Just as she is about to past Nick, Zoey stops quickly and looks happy to see him. Nick’s mouth flies open as his right hand comes up as if he is ready to verbally defend himself. Looking towards her with narrowed eyes Nick goes to speak but Zoey cuts him off.
Zoey: Oh hey Nick...
Before he can reply Zoey’s phone starts to ring in her large jacket pocket, shuffling all of her supplies to one hand she manages to get her phone out to take the call. Flashing Nick a smile she mouths the words “Sorry... Have a nice night” before rushing off towards her domain. As Zoey walks off she leaves a confused Nick Jones behind, wondering what the hell that was all about.
The camera returns to the ring with Justin Decent and referee Jacob Summers. Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it features Bombshell tag team action! "Outsider" plays over the PA system. Justin: From Tampa, Florida, weighing 132 pounds ... Roxi Johnson! Once the lyrics begin, Roxi Johnson emerges from the backstage area, She pauses at the top of the entranceway, soaking in the atmosphere. She stares ahead at the ring and begins a slow walk towards it. She pauses from time to time looking around the arena. After a moment, she steps on the apron, and enters the ring through the ropes. Once inside, she runs to the nearest corner, jumps on it, and raises her arms to the cheers of the audience. Justin: Her tag team partner is from Ottowa, Ontario, Canada, weighing 128 pounds ... Vixen! The throbbing beat of You're Going Down by Sick Puppies is heard as Vixen walks out on the ramp, stepping up to the edge of the aisle and stands at attention before raising a hand to wave to the fans who cheer as she salutes and smiles before moving down to the ring. Standing on the apron, she steps on the bottom rope and backflips into the ring, moving to the corner where she climbs to the second turnbuckle and salutes the fans once more before jumping down to stretch slightly as the fans' chants begin to fade. Justin: And their opponents! The opening lyrics of Scream by the Mistfits hits over the pa.
"Whoaa ohh ohhh x 3
No sooner had those lyrics finished, the guitar cuts back in and strobe lighting begins to flicker.
"A chill runs up your spine
Amy appears at the top of the ramp, where she surveys her surroundings before raising her arms to make an X sign. Justin: From Juneau, Alaska, weighing 128 pounds ... Amy Marshall! "It's driving me insane
Amy then begins to head down the ramp, as she ignore the fans around her before climbing inside the ring, where she climbs the turnbuckle and raises her arms high before blowing a single kiss towards the crowd. Amy then jumps off the turnbuckle and waits for the match to begin. Simone: I understand this match had already been put to pen after Amy there defected from Team Erik. Adams: Not going to make things any easier then if she wants to win this one, teaming with who she's teaming with. Justin: And her tag team partner... The lights in the arena go out. Thick gray smoke fills the backstage entrance where a spotlight now shines. The opening beats to "The World Belongs To Me" by My Darkest Days begins to play throughout the building. Several seconds into the music, the enigmatic figures of Misty and her disciples, fully cloaked in black robes emerge from backstage. Justin: Originally from Chicago, Illinois, now residing in Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing 130 pounds, she is the reigning SCW Bombshell Champion ... Misty! Damien, Dante, Sebastian and Zane surround her protectively with Ruby following behind them. They slowly and methodically walk their way to the ring, ignoring the boos from the crowd. Once to the ring, Damien, Dante Sebastian and Zane enter the ring first. Misty waits at the bottom of the steps as Ruby walks past her, joining the brothers in the ring. She sits on the 2nd rope as Misty walks up the steps, then enters the ring with Ruby's assistance. Misty walks to the center of the ring, standing in between her disciples and holds her arms out. Ruby walks up behind her and removes Misty's robe, as their Queen looks around the crowd, smiling sadistically without a care. Misty's disciples bow to their leader, before exiting the ring, standing around the ring in support of their queen, as her music dies down and the lights return. Adams: Uh oh! It looks like it's about to start fast! Vixen instantly gets in Misty's face. Adams: There's a lot of fire in Vixen tonight. Misty pushes Vixen away, but Vixen pushes her back in to Amy Marshall. Misty turns around but Amy pushes Misty away. Simone: Misty doesn't have many friends in this match. Adams: Misty doesn't have many friends anywhere. The bell sounds!
Ding!
Scream"
it crawls into your brain.
The freezing touch of fear."
Although you try to fight
Dragged from the silence where you hide
'til you... Scream
Ding!
Ding!
BOMBSHELL TAG TEAM MATCH
Vixen sweeps Misty off her feet and slams her down with a fireman's carry slam. Vixen moves down and starts to nail Misty in the head as Roxi and Amy leave the ring. Vixen picks Misty up and backs her in to the corner, slamming shots at Misty's head. Vixen pulls her arm back and slams a chop across Misty's chest. Misty stumbles out of the corner and Vixen runs, grabbing Misty's head and slamming it down with a bulldog. Misty rolls towards the ropes but Vixen grabs her by the leg, pulling her back and lifting her leg, kicking Misty in the back of the knee. Vixen lifts Misty's leg and flips over, stretching Misty's hamstring. Misty rolls over, but Vixen moves back towards Misty, continuing to pick the bombshell champion apart. Vixen pulls Misty to her feet and back her up against the ropes, pulling her arm back again and slams a knife edge chop across Misty's chest. Vixen tosses Misty in to the ropes and waits for her to return. As Misty returns, Vixen drops her head and lifts Misty over her shoulders with a back body drop!
Simone: Vixen is really taking this match to the Bombshell champion.
Vixen turns to Misty and pulls her up to her feet and swings a fist, but Misty moves her head out of the way. Misty takes Vixen's arm and spins behind Vixen and hooks her in a reverse DDT position before dropping Vixen down with a backbreaker, driving her knee in to Vixen's spine. Misty rolls Vixen off from her and walks towards her corner, but Amy turns around, and away from Misty. Misty shrugs her shoulders and turns back to Vixen, pulling her to her feet. Misty holds Vixen under the chin and drills her in the face.
Adams: I would say drill her in the face, but that guy David that I know, would be all over that.
Vixen hits the floor and Misty stomps on her. Misty pulls her up and wraps Vixen in a headlock, before planting a fist in Vixen's face. Vixen stumbles away and Misty moves in, taking a handful of hair. Misty headbutts Vixen in the face and Vixen hits the floor hard. Vixen moves towards her corner, but Misty pulls her up but Vixen surprises Misty with a spinning mule kick and dives towards Roxi, tagging the superhero in to the ring. Misty stands up but Roxi uses the ropes as a springboard and jumps over the top rope, catching Misty under the chin with a high legged clothesline!
Adams: Yay! Flying Superheroes rock!
Simone: Roxi was so close to defeating Misty not long ago.
Adams: Don't think people know how close, but it was soooooooo close.
Roxi pulls up Misty and punches the bombshell champion. Roxi bounces off the ropes and charges back towards Misty before jumping up and nailing Misty with a flipping clothesline. Roxi pulls Misty to her feet. Roxi hooks Misty up and nails her with a quick snap suplex. Roxi stomps on Misty and runs back to the ropes, charging back towards Misty and dropping on top of her with a rolling thunder. Roxi rolls over and goes for the cover.
1...
2....
Misty kicks out
Simone: Misty out at two.
As Roxi bends down to pick Misty up, Misty puts a sneaky thumb in Roxi's eye, out of the referee's view. Roxi stands back up, stumbling away, holding her face.
Adams: Goes to prove no matter how strong you are, no matter how much of a superhero you are, a poke to the eye will always slow you down.
Misty moves towards Roxi and lifts her over with a snapping German suplex. Misty returns to her feet and moves towards Amy, tagging her in by hitting her on the chest. The referee counts it as a tag and Amy steps in the ring, pushing Misty back in the chest.
Simone: These two need to get on the same page if they plan on winning this thing.
Adams: I don't think they're even reading the same book
Amy turns around and makes a move toward Roxi but Roxi uses her legs to trip Marshall to the canvas. Roxi rolls over atop of Amy, grabbing her in a front facelock down on the mat. Amy forces her way to her feet and Roxi releases the front facelock, only to grab Marshall by the arm and she sends her into the ropes at top speed with an Irish whip. Roxi greets her on the rebound with a dropkick that connects right in Amy's face, leveling her to the canvas!
Simone: Did you see the height that Roxi got on that dropkick!?
Adams: Superheroes really can fly!
Roxi quickly pulls her back up into the front facelock and brings her over sharply with a snap suplex! Roxi rolls over on top of Amy and hooks her leg in a cover.
1.....
Amy kicks out, getting her shoulder up.
Roxi pulls her up by the arm and twists her limb and reaches over, tagging Vixen back in. Vixen climbs into the ring and pins Amy in her corner before striking her in the upper chest with a knife edge chop.
Crowd: Whooo!
Vixen then snapmares her over and leapfrogs over her head. Vixen rebounds off of the ropes and baseball slides into Amy's head with a low dropkick before covering her and hooking the leg.
1.....
Amy gets her shoulder up.
Amy starts to get up but Vixen takes hold of her in a side headlock. Amy does not stay in this for long, however, and she fires Vixen off into the ropes. Vixen rebounds and the two women collide in a shoulder block, Vixen knocking Amy to the mat. Vixen then runs into the ropes to follow up, but she is too close to the opposing corner and Misty reaches in and grabs a handful of Vixen's tresses, throwing her harshly down to the mat! The crowd ignites in boos!
2.....
2.....
Adams: Boooo! Boooo!
Amy gets up to her feet and storms over toward her own corner and a heated argument starts between herself and her partner!
Simone: Save it for later! There's a match going on!
Adams: There is? Oh! There is! Go figure.
Misty brushes off Amy's verbal slurs and reaches in and claps her harshly on the shoulder, 'tagging' herself in. Misty climbs inside and shoves Amy back and dives on top of Vixen as Jasmine has to force Amy out of the ring instead of going after her own partner! Misty straddles Vixen's chest and grabs a handful of her hair with one hand and she starts pounding at her head with the other with a series of wicked fists! Vixen struggles to get away but Misty is relentless! Misty gets off of her stunned foe and shoves her head between the bottom and middle rope, then grabs two handfuls of her hair and PULLS -- tearing at her scalp while arching her back painfully! Vixen is screaming and Jasmine orders Misty to end this illegal infraction and she counts!
1...
Jasmine suddenly grabs Misty from around the waist and literally drags her off and Misty loses her balance and falls to the mat!
2...
3...
4...
Adams: Whoa! Jasmine really took charge right there!
Simone: I do not know if I agree with that! The referees should not be putting their hands on the wrestlers!
Adams: Misty has that effect on people.
An enraged Misty is up on her feet and she gets right in Jasmine's face and shoves her back! Never one to back down, Jasmine returns the favor and shoves Misty! Misty stumbles back and Vixen rolls her up from behind in a cradle!
1.....
Misty gets her shoulder up!
Rather than tagging, Vixen grabs Misty and drags her to her feet. She Irish whips her into the ropes and jumps for a Hurricanrana but Misty catches her and drops her into a powerbomb! Misty folds her in half for the pin!
1.....
Roxi races in and dropkicks Misty off of Vixen, breaking the count!
Jasmine gets Roxi back outside as Misty grabs hold of Vixen and sends her hard into the corner. Misty then gets a running start and charges in, but Vixen dives out of the way and Misty goes right between the turnbuckles and hits the steel post! Vixen somersaults over and tags Roxi! Misty staggers backward, clutching her shoulder, and Roxi uses the top rope to springboard inside and catch the Bombshell Champion with a Hurricanrana! The crowd is going wild as Roxi vaults to the top of the nearest corner and as Misty staggers to her feet, Roxi jumps from her perch with a missile dropkick! Roxi scrambles over to her and hooks the leg!
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3 - No! Misty kicks out!
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2.....
Simone: Give credit where it's due! That is why Misty is the champion!
Roxi grabs her and sends her into the ropes for a clothesline but misses! Misty ducks under and rebounds off the far side and crashes right into Roxi with a spear! Not wasting any more time, Misty hurries to her corner and tags in a disgruntled Amy Marshall. Amy leaps over the top rope as Roxi is starting to get up and Marshall greets her with a Shining Wizard strike! Roxi is flat on her back and Amy uses the ropes to springboard back onto her with a senton splash. Amy covers her and hooks the leg!
1.....
Roxi kicks out!
Amy goes for an Irish whip but Roxi reverses it. Amy comes off the ropes and literally somersaults 'up' Roxi's form and goes for a Hurricanrana but Roxi tries to counter, throwing her off and Amy turns it into a sunset flip!
1.....
Roxi gets her shoulder up.
Amy grabs her and sends her into the corner and follows in but Roxi leapfrogs up and over her, then takes her down in a backslide!
1.....
Amy gets her shoulder up.
Roxi is close enough and she manages to tag Vixen back into the match. Vixen hurries in and she grabs Amy and hits her with a forearm shot to the side of the head! Amy staggers back but then shakes it off and returns the favor, hitting Vixen with her own forearm. The two women then begin exchanging harsh forearm blows to the sides of each others' heads as the fans cheer them on! Both women suddenly stop and they each run into the ropes but both have the exact same idea and they collide in a dual clothesline that brings them both down to the mat!
2.....
2.....
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Adams: Doncha love it when that happens?
Simone: Oh, every. Single. Time!
Vixen and Amy struggle on the mat as Jasmine begins her count...
1...
Vixen is up first and she goes to kick Amy but Marshall blocks it, grabbing her foot -- only to have Vixen use her other foot to lay her out with an Enzugari! Vixen wastes no time in taking advantage. She grabs Amy and begins to set her up for the Fall From Grace, but somehow Amy manages to block it and she lands on her feet behind her opponent. Vixen turns around and Amy...
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3...
4...
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6...
Adams: Bad Girl!
Amy hits her own double knee facecrusher on Vixen! Amy stands up when Misty reaches in and tags herself in!
Simone: What...?
A shocked Amy stands there as Misty hurries in and covers Vixen!
1.....
The crowd boos as a very smug Misty stands up with a smile on her face as her Disciples cheer and applaud from the outside!
2.....
3!
Justin: The winners of the match ... Misty and Amy Marshall!
Simone: That sneaky...! Her partner Amy did the damage and Misty stole the win from her! Now look at her!
Adams: Misty is acting like she did it all on her own!
Jasmine raises Misty's arm as the Disciples climb into the ring and Amy gets right in the champion's face and starts yelling at her when Ruby blocks her, stepping between them. Ruby starts poking her in the chest when a right hand from Amy decks the Disciple and lays her out! Misty goes right after Amy and the two start swinging!
Adams: It was bound to happen!
The men of the Disciples rush in to break it up, and they pull Amy off of Misty, but are holding her by the arms, restraining her!
Simone: Get those asses away from her!
Damien and Zane hold one of Amy's arms, as Dante and Sebastian hold the other, holding her while Misty saunters up and she bitch slaps Amy across the face as the crowd boos!
Adams: Coward! Do that without her being held back!
Misty goes for another slap when Roxi dives over the backs of the men and she tackles Misty in mid-air! The crowd comes alive!
Adams: YES!!
Roxi is right on top of the champion and is laying into her with lefts and rights! The men release Amy and go to grabs Roxi when the crowd erupts in cheers as Gabriel, Despayre, Synn and Hot Stuff himself dash down the aisle! Jasmine grabs Dante and slugs him, knocking him down as the Sins and Hot Stuff slide into the ring!
Simone: yeah you notice NOW those men aren't so eager to fight!
Dante rolls out of the ring, pulling Ruby along with him, as Zane, Damien and Sebastian dive for cover and pull their Queen out along with them! The crowd boos Misty as she and her Disciples retreat while the Sins and Hot Stuff make sure they go every step of the way while Amy wanders over toward where Vixen and Roxi are standing.
Simone: What a match! And what implications it could play on Into the Void II!
In the Team Erik Locker Room, Erik is sitting down in a rolling office chair, covered in ketchup and mustard. His face is bruised up a bit, but he is more ashamed of his earlier struggle. He rubs at his temples as the entirety of Team Erik surrounds him, shouting at him all at once. He tries to block it out, but it is entirely to hard for him with the little bit of patience he has left. Giani is screaming in Erik’s face as Misty practically growls at Erik. He looks around for someone who seems to be the least angry, but he can’t seem to find them. He finally stands up from his chair and does a first for him…
Erik: ENOUGH!!!
Erik glares at everyone as they slowly quiet down. He is seething as he looks around the room. Everyone wants to say something, but they abstain for the time being. Erik takes a few steps forward before turning around on the balls of his heels. He looks at everyone in front of him, and the annoyance fades ever so slightly.
Erik: I admit that this has been quite a disaster. Most of us have received some sort of life-threatening attack because of this bullshit bounty that Mark has put on all of our heads. If you are too weak to deal with this, then the door is right there, don’t let it hit you where the good lord split you. But if you want to be a true star, and to receive opportunities that you rightfully deserve, then I you are in the right place. All of this will be worth it when you finally get the recognition that is owed to you. We can’t let some uppity rich asshole break us when we are a hundred miles ahead. We have to fight it out.
Giani: Can’t we just get in *air quotes* contact… with the people who got Christian and just give him back? This is getting old, dawg…
Before Erik can respond, Jamie Staggs is seen standing in the door way. He tosses a burlap sack into the room and then slams the door closed behind him, laughing as something is heard locking from the outside. Erik looks down at the sack as a bunch of stirred up badgers pour out of the bag like crazy. Everyone in the room scatters as the rabid little rodents begin chasing them. On the outside of the room, Jamie Staggs is seen laughing at the screams he hears from the inside of the room.
The scene cuts backstage to the office of Hot Stuff Mark Ward, who is currently seated behind his desk as the door goes flying open. Mark's eyes immediately look up as he sees Big B come storming in, with his face bloody and bruised from his encounter earlier in the evening. Hot Stuff's eyes go wide as he sees the condition that Big B is in.
HS: Holy shit B, what the hell happened to you?
Big B: My shit-stain of a cousin, that's what happened to me.
HS: You're kidding me. He did this?
Big B: Him and that piece of shit Tony. All because I dared to actually question what he did to you.
HS: Wow, I can't believe this. Sorry that you got pulled into this.
Big B: Don't be, this isn't your fault. If anything, Nick is the one who just made sure I REALLY got pulled into this.
HS: What the hell are you talking about?
Big B: You're not the only new enemy that my cousin just made for himself. Congratulations Mark, you can now say hello to your newest member of Team SCW.
Without another word Big B turns and storms out of Mark's office, leaving Mark behind with a huge smile growing across his face as the scene cuts away.
Cut to backstage.
"Stoner" Scott Oliver: Yo, I'm here with a dude that came back last week, threw out a challenge to my drinking buddy, Aleksei Koji. Max, you got a beef with your teacher... why dude?
Max Burke stands next to Scott Oliver, dressed to the nines with a pinstripe charcoal colored three piece suit, royal blue shirt and gold tie. He also sports a pair of designer shades and a five o'clock shadow. He looks at Scott with a look of annoyance.
Max Burke: Dude? Seriously? You're what's left for interview options? Jesus. Listen "dude". First, Aleksei is not, and has never been my teacher. Let's get that straight right out of the gate.
"Stoner" Scott Oliver: Hey now, he did a lot for you, and Trevor. He taught you a lot.
Max Burke: You've fried a lot of brain cells over the years, haven't you? You're proving it bud. What did he teach us? How to party until we're incoherent? How to drop matches left and right because he was too busy trying to get us drunk on a nightly basis?
"Stoner" Scott Oliver: Nothing wrong with a party.
Max Burke: Unless you're trying to climb the ladder of success. You really are a f[censored]n' moron aren't you?
"Stoner" Scott Oliver: Hey!
Max Burke: Just shut up, and give me the damn microphone.
Max snatches the mic, and shoves Scott out of the way.
Max Burke: Time's ticking Koji. Your time will soon expire. You're going to made an example of when I step inside that squared circle once again. Have your beers. Have your booze. Drink as much as you can while SCW is footing the bill. Your free ride is soon up. A new era is about to dawn on Sin City Wrestling. The time for partying is OVER.
Max slams the microphone into the chest of Scott Oliver, and walks off.
The camera returns to the ringside area where Justin Decent is standing inside of the ring, whereas all three Sin City Wrestling officials are standing around the ringside area.
Adams: Oh man, this one is going to be great!
Simone: This one is going to make history! A chance at the SCW Heavyweight Championship is what's at stake here and for the first time ever, someone NOT signed to Sin City Wrestling could walk away with that golden opportunity at Into the Void II!
Drew calls for the bell...
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! This following contest is the Main Event of Climax Control, and it is the Interfed Gauntlet Battle Royal!
The crowd cheers!
Justin: Here are the rules! Two of the signed men will enter the ring to begin the match. Every sixty seconds, a new competitor will then enter the ring. To be eliminated, you have to be thrown out over the top rope and onto the arena floor!
Adams: None of that 'both feet' BS here, baby!
Justin: The last man standing will go on to Into the Void II on June 23rd to challenge Jordan Williams for the Sin City Wrestling Heavyweight Championship!
The crowd cheers and almost immediately, the introductions begin!
"Simon Says" by Drain STH begins to blare across the sound system and the crowd cheers as the ACW's own Simon Jones throws open the curtains and steps out onto the stage!
Justin: From Birmingham, England, weighing 225 pounds ... Simon Jones!
Simon jogs down the aisle and towards the ring, slapping the hands of the fans reaching out toward him on both sides of the aisle. He arrives at the ringside area and climbs up onto the ring apron and steps through the ropes, entering the ring.
Simone: What an unenviable task for ACW's own Simon Jones, drawing the number one slot for this event.
Adams: Yeah but I don't think he's even thinking about that! I think his mind is on Jordan Williams and the SCW Heavyweight title.
Simone: Yeah well, before he gets that far he has to go through ten other men in this Gauntlet!
The arena lights go dark as a British voice is heard saying "You Are About To Be Cancelled", as the last word is said the into to "You Got Another Thing Comin'" by Judas Priest hits the arena speakers.
Justin: From London, England, weighing 220 pounds ... Primetime Matthew Kennedy!
Matthew struts down to the ring with Marty McFarge by his side, once he reaches the ringside area he removes his glasses and orders a ringside attendant to remove his jacket only to berate him for the slightest mistake before entering the ring whilst yells down the phone, once in the ring he bounces of the ropes as he stares Simon down with disdain and Marty takes up position at ringside.
Adams: Now is Marty going to be allowed to stay at ringside for this?
Simone: Does that answer your question?
Jasmine and Jacob are pointing to the back and an angry Marty stomps back to the backstage area in a tantrum as Drew ignores this and Primetime appears very disgruntled.
Simone: Simon Jones and SCW's own Primetime Matthew Kennedy kicking this main event off!
Adams: Let's go!
The bell rings!
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
NUMBER 1 CONTENDER TO THE SCW HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
Simon and Primetime come out of their corners and circle the perimeter of the ring before meeting in the center. They pause for a brief moment and go for a lock up when Primetime goes for his usual bag of tricks and delivers a boot to Simon's midsection, doubling him over. Matthew hits a forearm shot across the back of Jones's head and grabs him in a side headlock. Primetime laughs and yells out to the fans who are booing him as Simon strains to get out of the hold. Simon then Irish whips him off into the ropes and both men collide in a shoulder block but neither man moves. Primetime then runs off of the ropes himself and they collide again, but for the second time, neither man budges. Primetime then points to the ropes and Simon obliges, rebounding again but this time he extends his arm and clotheslines Matthew, flattening him to the canvas!
Adams: Simon Jones didn't do what Primetime was expecting!
Simone: This won't be easy on Matthew Kennedy as he has already competed tonight in that grueling tag team title match.
Simon grabs Primetime and goes for an Irish whip but Matthew reverses it. Matthew drops to the mat as Simon rebounds and Jones runs over him. Simon rebounds off the far side and Primetime goes for a hiptoss but Simon reverses it and throws him over with a hiptoss instead. Primetime staggers to his feet and falls back into a corner and Simon goes right to work, grabbing him by the legs and attempting to haul him off his feet!
Adams: Simon's trying to eliminate Primetime right away!
Simone: Well that is the whole point!
Primetime holds on as if his life depends on it with both arms wrapped around the top rope, straining to keep from going over! Primetime then lets one arm go and pokes Simon in the eyes, forcing him to let go. Simon staggers back, holding his eye, and Primetime follows up with a facecrusher into his bended knee. Simon stumbles onto his hands and knees, fighting to return to his feet as the count down begins on the SCW-Tron!
The screen above the ramp then flickers to life with the image of a music box...
Adams: Uhhh ohhh!
The video ends and are replaced by the ominous melodies of O Fortuna (Carmina Burana). Poised and ready, Brother Grimm raises his head and slowly begins the descent towards the ring, paying no mind to the fans who watch with awe in their eyes as this enigmatic figure passes them, leaving a chill to many a spine in his wake.
Arriving at ringside, Brother Grimm pauses and casts a sidelong glance at the fans seated at ringside, staring them down until the fans hurriedly break eye contact. Only then does Grimm show the faintest trace of a devilish smirk before he turns back to the ring. Gripping the middle rope with his hand, he hauls himself up onto the ring apron and steps through the ropes.
Simone: Now the question is, will he side with SCW and help Primetime against Primetime or...?
Grimm walks up behind Matthew who is stomping away at Simon in the corner and grabs him in a rear chokehold...!
Adams: Does that answer you question?
Grimm drags Matthew back to the center of the ring and uses the leverage of the rear choke to start spinning Kennedy around until his feet leave the mat and Grimm just releases him, flinging him hard to the canvas!
Simone: Brother Grimm has no intentions of siding with anybody it seems! It is every man for himself!
Adams: It doesn't hurt any also that Primetime and he had just locked horns over the tag titles earlier.
Primetime rolls around on the mat, coughing and holding his throat, attempting to recover quickly. He crawls toward the ropes when Grimm grabs him by the back of the head and presses his throat over the middle rope. Grimm puts his knee against the back of his head and uses his full weight to choke the life out of Kennedy when Simon Jones jumps on Grimm's back, grabbing him in a sleeper!
Adams: I can't believe Simon Jones just helped Primetime!
Simone: I don't think it's that as much as it's Simon trying to get an advantage in this gauntlet anywhere he can!
Grimm backs up to the center of the ring and he reaches up and grabs Simon by the head and snapmares him off, throwing him down hard on his tailbone! Grimm then stands upright and finds Primetime launching himself at him with a lariat, taking the gothic ghoul down!
Adams: I guess Matthew knows where to draw the line in who to go after!
Primetime starts stomping down onto Brother Grimm as Simon recovers. Simon then stands up and he and Kennedy each grab one of Grimm's arms and they send him into the ropes and they links hands to double clothesline him down!
Simone: I'm a little surprised we're seeing some teamwork between an SCW superstar and one from ACW!
Simon and Primetime then grab Grimm and send him into the ropes again but this time Grimm returns the earlier favor and slides into both men with a double clothesline of him own! The crowd boos as Grimm slowly gets up to one knee with a wicked smirk on his face. He then looks down at the two and stands up as the countdown begins again!
The opening chords to Breaking Benjamin's "I Will Not Bow" start to blast through the speakers, as red and dark blue lights start to flash, the blue cutting through the red to create a purple effect. The fans boo as Casey Williams appears at the top of the ramp, looking around at the crowd and not moving, his eyes burning holes through the crowd.
Adams: It's the giant of the SCW!
The Freight Train Of Pain starts to walk towards the ring slowly, stopping halfway down the ramp and turning his head to look at the booing crowd, their thumbs pointing down. Casey puts his hand on the rope, and pulls himself up on to the ring apron and steps over the top rope.
Grimm pulls Primetime to a seated position and digs his fingers into his shoulders in a painful nerve hold when Casey grabs Brother Grimm from behind and headbutts him in the back of the skull! The force of the blow knocks Grimm around and down to one knee, but he still retains that sick, twisted smile. Casey grabs a handful of his snow-white hair and headbutts him again, this time in the forehead, knocking him to his back. Casey pulls him up almost immediately and sends him into the ropes with an Irish whip and goes to deliver a big boot, but Grimm catches his huge foot and responds with a dragon screw legwhip!
Simone: That could have hyper extended Casey Williams's knee!
Adams: Forget that! It could have really hurt him!
Matthew Kennedy pulls Simon over to the ropes and tries to lift him up in a fireman's carry to dump him out but Jones grabs hold of the ropes, effectively blocking the attempt. Simon then fights back, driving repeated elbows into Matthew's head, sending him stumbling back and dropping him from his shoulders. Simon then sends Primetime into the far corner and as Kennedy staggers out from the turnbuckles, Simon nails him with a one handed bulldog!
Grimm pulls Casey up and goes to Irish whip him into the ropes but Casey reverses it and lifts Grimm up for a sidewalk slam, driving him hard into the canvas! Casey then goes to pull him to his feet when Simon dives into the same knee Grimm attacked earlier from behind, sending the giant crumbling to bended knee in pain!
Adams: I guess Simon was paying attention!
Justin: From the Gladiator Pit ... Tyler Page!
The crowd applauds as the NWAer races down toward the ring and slides inside beneath the bottom rope!
Adams: He isn't wasting any time, is he?
Primetime is pulling himself up in the corner and Tyler immediately goes on the attack, crushing him with an avalanche splash!
Simone: He certainly is not!
Tyler pins Primetime in the same corner and mounts the turnbuckles and he starts pummeling Kennedy's skull as the fans count along!
"One!"
But Primetime cuts this vicious assault short. He grabs Tyler around the legs and brings him from the corner and drops him down in an inverted atomic drop! Tyler howls in pain, clutching himself and Primetime rebounds off of the ropes and levels him with a flying wheel kick!
With Casey down on one knee, Grimm races off of the ropes and strikes the big man down with a shining wizard knee strike to the side of the skull! Simon Jones signals to him and he then rebounds off of the ropes. He turns and Grimm scoops him up by the legs to plant him atop Casey -- but Grimm instead reverses the move and instead drives Simon down in a pancake slam!
"Two!"
"Three!"
"Four!"
"Five!"
"Six!"
"Seven!"
Adams: I can't believe Simon trusted Brother Grimm!
Simone: Brother Grimm is showing he doesn't need to work with someone in this match!
Primetime grabs Tyler and drives his head into the corner and then grabs his legs, lifting him up but Page grabs hold of the ropes and holds on for dear life to keep from being tossed out! Kennedy stops his attempt and brings a knee up into Tyler's ribs and he then scoops him up for a body slam but instead tries to again force him out over the top, and Tyler grabs hold of Kennedy himself with one hand and the ropes with the other!
Simone: Tyler Page is not making this easy on Primetime by any means!
Adams: And he's a guest here, too!
The lights dim down a little and the opening to Maroon 5's "Moves Like Jagger" starts to play.
Adams: Aw crap!
The fans look towards the entrance ramp as two beautiful women walk out from the backstage area and stands either side of the entrance ramp. A huge man with a bald head, Simpson, appears at the top of the ramp, wearing a suit. The man adjusts his tie and points to the entrance ramp and a shorter, young looking man, maybe in his teens walks through the entrance, much to the amusement of the fans. James Huntington-Hawkes III stands on the top of the ramp, and the two beautiful young ladies takes an arm each, and lead him down towards the ring, with the big man leading the way. As the four get to the ring, Jacob and Jasmine immediately block Simpson and the ladies and point to the back. The crowd cheers as JHHIII starts to stomp his foot in a tantrum!
Simone: I don't know why he's getting his Pampers in a bunch! He knows damn well that he can't have them at ringside!
An extremely reluctant Simpson and the ladies are herded away and James turns around to climb inside and his eyes widen at the chaos going on and he freezes, not moving!
Grimm goes after Casey and starts to pull him up but Casey fights back, burying a fist into the pale midsection of Brother Grimm! Casey then stands up and grabs him by the throat with both hands and lifts him up into a choke and throws him back against the ropes! Casey then backs up and gets a running start for a lariat but Grimm drops down and pulls the top rope down -- and Casey tumbles out and over to the floor!
Justin: Casey Williams is eliminated!
Simone: Casey is out of there!
Adams: Is James ever going to get into the ring?
Indeed, the SCW's "Brat Prince" is wandering around the ringside area, clearly troubled, as Jasmine and Jacob follow him, trying to make him get inside of the ring! Simon has Grimm down for a moment on the mat when James reaches in and grabs Jones by the face and forces him throat against the bottom rope, choking him from the outside!
Adams: Come on! Get that little punk into the ring!
Primetime Irish whips Tyler Page into the far corner and charges in but Tyler greets him with both feet, kicking him down to the mat! Primetime falls back, head over heels, and he manages to get back to a vertical base when Tyler jumps and brings him down with a swinging neck breaker! Tyler then grabs Kennedy and drags him over toward the ropes and hauls him to his feet and he starts to force him out over the top...!
JHHIII continues choking Simon from the outside when Grimm drops down and rolls out of the ring, under the bottom rope. Grimm walks up behind James while the kid continues his 'attack' and he leans in close and breathes cooly against the back of JHHIII's neck. James shivers and turns around and his eyes grow wide as saucers as he finds himself staring into the cold, amber eyes of the Bogey Man!
Simone: I think that kid's dry cleaner's have their work cut out for him right about now!
Grimm grabs James by the hair and pants and the kid immediately shrieks and starts struggling and Brother Grimm throws him -- literally -- into the ring!
Adams: Now the fun begins!
Grimm follows him, sliding into the ring like a serpent with his eyes directly on James who is scooting back on his hands and butt, eyes wide with fear at what is advancing on him! Grimm stands up and stares down at the kid, eyes filled with malice and licking his lips.
Adams: You know, I just remembered what the Bogey Man does to kids. This might not be so much fun after all!
Grimm takes one step toward him and James shoots to his feet and runs blindly into the backs of Tyler and Primetime, causing Tyler to fall over the top and he lands on the floor!
Justin: Tyler Page has been eliminated!
Simone: Did James Huntington-Hawkes III just ACCIDENTALLY eliminate Tyler Page!?
Darkside blasts across the sound system as Goth walks out to the ring, he is dressed in a long black Goth like robes. Goth stops halfway the entrance way and stares at the crowd who are booing the owner of the AWA who grins and walks further on. He drops his robe to the floor and climbs inside of the ring where he attacks Simon Jones, driving a double axehandle to his back!
JHHIII looks surprised at what just happened when a smile spreads on his face as he realizes he just eliminated somebody -- the fact that it was accidental is completely lost on him however! James shoots both fists into the air in self congratulations when he backs up a step and walks into someone...
Adams: That dry cleaner better start running a tab!
JHHIII turns around s-l-o-w-l-y and Brother Grimm grabs him by the throat with one hand when Primetime rebounds off of the ropes and clotheslines Grimm down, rescuing his Team Erik teammate! James then stands there an cheers as Primetime starts kicking and stomping on Grimm!
Adams: Is it just me or does Grimm seem to have some kind of morbid fascination with that brat?
JHHIII moves in and lends a hand -- or a foot -- and starts to stomp down onto Grimm alongside his teammate. Primetime stops and brushes James back, insisting he let him do this. Primetime then goes back to the attack, dropping down and punching Grimm in the head! JHHIII drops down to his knees too and he too waylays onto Grimm with lefts and rights until Primetime pushes him aside with a hand and points to a corner!
Simone: Something tells me that Primetime doesn't exactly have the utmost confidence in the kid.
James stands up, scowling, and backs away.
Goth has Simon Jones backed up into a corner and is driving his shoulder into his midsection repeatedly, forcing all of the air from his body. Goth then holds onto the top rope and presses one boot into Simon's throat, choking him. JHHIII runs up and tries to help, grabbing Simon's leg and trying to lift him up but Goth grabs James by the hair and flings him back to the mat!
Adams: None of them seem to want James anywhere near the action!
James's face is flushed red with anger and embarrassment and he gets up from where he landed and he runs up and hits Goth in the back with a fist! Goth staggers forward a step and then slowly turns around to glare at the kid! James swings and hits Goth as hard as he can but the Gothic One shrugs the meager blow off and starts to advance on him.
Simone: I don't think I'd want to be James right now.
James turns around but Primetime is standing there, fuming. Kennedy grabs James, and Brother Grimm lends a hand! Simon and Goth walk up as well and all four men scoop the kicking and flaying James Huntington-Hawkes III up off his feet and they carry him over to the ropes and dump him out, much to the delight of the fans!
Justin: James Huntington-Hawkes III has been eliminated!
James throws the tantrum from Hell at what just happened to him as he is ushered away by the referees!
Simone: Ha! Do you realize what just happened!?
Adams: It took four men to eliminate the kid?
Simone: No! That brat just caused members of Team SCW, Team Erik, and the NWA to set aside their differences just long enough to get him out of that ring!
Adams: Only James could be so annoying as to accomplish that!
Inside the ring, the battle wages onward as Primetime and Goth exchange punches and Simon Jones and Grimm have each other in headlocks!
Justin: Representing the Gladiator Pit! From Valhalla ... Jericho Hill!
The syringe sound of two steps from hell fills the arena the lights dim. The score builds as the Plague filters out onto the stage bowing towards the curtain as Dios finally walks out. The men lift their heads as he calmly walks by them all, and down the aisle as they all keep their eyes on him.
Jericho Hill arrives at the ringside area and rolls into the ring. he quickly gets to his feet and runs up behind Simon and Grimm and leaps, bulldogging both men to the mat!
Simone: And Jericho is already serving notice!
Jericho snatches up Simon by the arm and sends him into the ropes and connects with a dropkick! Jericho jumps up as Simon Jones forces his way back to his feet and Hill clotheslines him right back down!
Adams: I think it's incredible that Simon is still in there! He was the first one announced!
Jericho then grabs Brother Grimm and goes to Irish whip him into the ropes but Grimm counters with a reversal and catches Hill on the rebound with a Tilt-A-Whirl backbreaker right across his knee!
The brawl between Goth and Primetime continues until Goth blocks a right hand and answers back with a fist of his own, knocking Matthew against the ropes! Goth then swings wildly but Primetime thinks quickly and ducks, then uses the momentum to backdrop Goth over the ropes and to the outside!
Justin: Goth has been eliminated!
Primetime leans against the ropes and laughs at Goth, pointing at him! A seething Goth then suddenly lunges up and grabs Kennedy by the arm and pulls!
Simone: Get him out of there! Goth's already been eliminated!
But before the officials can intervene, Goth grabs hold of Kennedy's hair with his free hand and he puls Primetime out over the top and to the floor!
Justin: Primetime Matthew Kennedy has been eliminated!
Adams: Can Goth do that!? Does that count!?
Simone: Unfortunately it does! Goth should not have been able to do that but it does count! Primetime is out!
An enraged Primetime shoves past Jacob and Drew and charges at Goth, diving onto him and everyone spills to the ringside floor as a brawl erupts!
Simone: And unfortunately, we have chaos on the floor now!
As the fight outside continues, Brother Grimm darts back off of the ropes and drops a leg down across the prone body of Jericho Hill. Grimm then slides off and rests on his knees, looking down at his opponent with that smile on his chalk-white face. Grimm then slowly stands up and pulls Hill up along with him. Grimm hauls him up onto his shoulders and moves toward the ropes for an elimination when Simon grabs Grimm around the waist from behind and brings him over with a German suplex -- throwing Jericho free!
Simone: How in God's name is Simon hill still standing!?
Jericho gets to his feet as Simon comes off the middle turnbuckle and drops a big elbow into Grimm's chest cavity! Simon gets up and goes to target Grimm further when Jericho hits him with a running knee drive to the kidney area from behind. Jericho then takes hold of him and sends him into the ropes and catches him with a Free Fall Flapjack! Jericho then turns around and Grimm catches him with an open handed chop to the throat. Grimm grabs his arms in a double underhook and lifts him up...!
Adams: The Boneyard!
Grimm dumps Jericho right down onto his head with the Dragon driver maneuver!
Justin: From Bad Ass Championship Wrestling ... Spectre!
“Memphisto” by Depeche Mode begins to play. The crowd actually begins to cheer as Spectre steps from behind the curtain. he looks out around the crowd until he turns and faces what is going on inside of the ring. Spectre then breaks off into a sprint and runs down toward the SCW's six-sided ring! He slides inside of the ring and wasting no time, he quickly grabs Grimm by the tights and back of the head and runs him right into the ropes and sends him hurdling out over the top and to the floor!
Justin: Brother Grimm has been eliminated!
Security has finally broken up the fight between Primetime and Goth and is forcing both men to the back! Grimm sits up slowly where he just landed and looks into the ring... and smiles.
Adams: What the hell is WRONG with that man!?
Simone: If you'll notice, it is now THREE non-SCW competitors inside of the ring!
Jericho Hill grabs the Spectre from behind and turns him around and goes to throw a fist at him but the Spectre ducks and strikes back with a punch of his own. The force sends Jericho staggering around where Simon Jones punches him with a right cross to the jaw! Spectre grabs him in a rear waistlock but Jericho stops his assault short by bringing his foot back up between Spectre's legs! Spectre groans outward in open agony as he falls to the mat in a fetal position! Simon goes after Jericho but Hill scoops him up in position for a body slam but instead he swings Jones around into a sidewalk slam!
Adams: That Jericho Hill is scary!
Simone: I would have loved to have seen more of him against someone like Brother Grimm!
Jericho peels Simon off the canvas and sets him into position for a piledriver but Jones blocks it. Jericho tries a second time and again, the decapitating maneuver is blocked! Simon then counters and lifts Hill up off of his feet! Simon reaches back with a free hand and hooks his head and gets a running start and plants Jericho Hill down into the canvas with a heavy crash! Both Simon and Jericho are down on the canvas as Spectre pulls himself up, using the ropes.
Simone: We also have just two men left to be announced into this match.
Both Simon as well as Jericho are struggling to return to their feet. First, Simon uses the ropes to get to his feet and Spectre races from the corner and clobbers him with a running lariat! Jericho then makes it up and Spectre gives him the same treatment!
“Wrecked” plays when Giani comes down to the ring, he supplies his own blast of pyros that rain down on him as he pauses, soaking in the boos of the audience.
Simone: It's the Italian Stallion, Giani Di Luca! I guess we now know who drew number eleven!
Adams: Right! ... Who?
Giani really gets them going as he flips his hands from under his chin, laughing as they boo. He jumps onto the ring apron and soaks in the audience reaction before climbing under the top rope and he goes straight to work!
Spectre sees the newest entrant and goes running right in at him and jumps on him, swinging clubbing forearm shots but Giani grabs him around the waist and hits a belly to belly suplex, slamming him hard! Giani then gets quickly back to a vertical base and dives atop of Jericho, clubbing him with a double axehandle to the back of the head. Giani grabs Hill and brings him up and over with a gut wrench suplex and jumps to his feet, posing for all the capacity crowd who are booing him!
Simone: He needs to end the posing and posturing and pay attention to the damn match!
Adams: Well he hasn't been doing too bad so far!
Giani then grabs Simon and scoop slams him. Giani then goes to the middle turnbuckle and jumps off, but Simon kips up and brings a fist into Di Luca's stomach, flipping him over to the canvas! Giani staggers to his feet, his face a mask of pain as he clutches his stomach, and Simon bulls him back into the corner! Simon then grabs his legs and starts to lift him up but Giani starts fighting like mad, holding onto the ropes!
Spectre grabs hold of Jericho Hill and Irish whips him into the corner. Spectre then charges in but Jericho brings a big boot up into his face, stopping him fast! Spectre staggers out and around, holding his jaw. Jericho then grabs the top rope and goes for a springboard elbow smash attack! Spectre crumbles to the mat and Jericho pulls him up by the arm and short-arm clotheslines him. Jericho pulls him right back up and goes for another but this time Spectre ducks and he scoops Jericho up onto his shoulders and dumps him over the top... but Jericho stays on the ring apron and rolls back inside!
Simone: That was an incredibly close call by Jericho Hill!
Jericho gets up as Spectre goes to assist Simon against Giani but Hill attacks him from behind, knocking him down!
The roar of a Tyrannosaur erupts over the PA system, echoing throughout the arena as the lights dim, eliciting a deafening cheer from the crowd. Disturbed’s “Serpentine,” illuminated by lights mounted on the floor. Emerging from the mist like an ancient force of power is Thatcher Rex, strands of hair hanging down to partially obscure his eyes.
Simone: There he is! The final man in this gauntlet!
Adams: I knew that! I was... just testing you?
Thatcher glances first to the left, then to the right before striding down the ramp, gaze fixated upon the ring. Once he gets to the ring, he ducks between the top and middle ropes and runs right over and clotheslines Jericho Hill, sending him right out over the top! The crowd cheers!
Justin: Jericho Hill has been eliminated!
Adams: Thatcher Rex is already making an impact!
Simone: And just like that, we are down to the final four men!
Giani manages to free himself from Simon, raking his eyes! Giani then turns the tables on his opponent and slams Simon's head into the corner. He then ducks down and scoops Jones up onto his wide shoulders and tries to dump him out but Simon grabs hold of the ropes with both hands and scissors Giani's arm with his legs!
Thatcher grabs Spectre to continue his momentum when Spectre swings and punches the SCW Roulette Champion, getting him off of him! Thatcher shakes it off, rubbing his chin, then he answers back and punches Spectre right in the jaw as well! A brawl then erupts between the NWA World TV Champion and the SCW Roulette Champion as they traded lefts and rights to one another's faces! They then lunge and grab each other in side headlocks at the same time and stumble against the ropes, trying to force the other out!
Giani is still trying to force Simon out but he finally relents and drops him. Giani keeps him head tucked under Jones's arm and brings him back and over with a Saito suplex! Giani stands up and sees what is happening across the ring from him. Di Luca rushes over and grabs both Spectre and thatcher by their legs and lifts the surprised duo up and over!
Adams: Did he just...!?
Simone: Yes! Giani Di Luca just eliminated two men at the same time!
Justin: Spectre has been eliminated! Thatcher Rex has been eliminated!
Simone: And we are down to the final two! One of these two men will be going on to Into the Void II to face Jordan Williams for the SCW Championship!
Giani turns around and sees the prone body of Simon Jones down on the canvas and a cocky, pearly white smile crosses the handsome Italian's face.
Adams: I don't think this is going to be good for Simon Jones!
Simone: How can it be!? Simon Jones was in there at number one!
Giani struts over toward where Simon is laying on the mat, gulping in the oxygen! With a cocky swagger, Giani laughs and reaches down, grabbing Simon. Giani goes to take a swing when from out of nowhere, Simon ducks and grabs Di Luca in a full nelson and he suplexes him over! The crowd goes wild!
Simone: Beautiful counter! I am shocked that Simon still had it in him but he needs to follow up if he's going to remain in there!
Simon remains hurt, on his hands and knees, as Giani rolls around, trying to shake off the impact and results of that suplex maneuver! Both men struggle to their feet and Giani makes a move but Simon doubles him over with a boot to the gut. He grabs Giani in a side headlock but Giani fights him off and throws him into the rope with an Irish whip. Simon comes off and he jumps at Giani but the powerful Italian Stallion catches him and he staggers back into the ropes and both men fall out over the top...!
Simone: No!
But they both hang onto the ropes and manage to stay on the ring apron! They both start using their feet to kick at the other, trying to force their opponent off of the apron and walk away the winner but somehow, both manage to retain their balance! Soon, both Giani and Simon find a way back through the ropes and into the ring!
Adams: Oh my God that was close!
Simon grabs Giani by the arm and twists it into an arm wringer. Simon goes for an Irish whip but Giani reverses it. Simon comes off and Giani catches him in a powerslam!
Simone: What impact!
Giani is smiling once again, dusting his hands. He stands up and proceeds to 'play' with Simon, wiping his feet on the downed Simon Jones's forehead.
Simone: How degrading!
Giani grabs Simon and peels him off of the mat and he sends him into the far corner. Giani then charges in but Simon moves and Giani strikes the turnbuckles hard! Di Luca staggers around and Simon comes off the middle turnbuckle with a flying bulldog, planting Giani face-first! Giani rolls over onto his back, holding his face. Simon grabs him by the legs and falls back, catapulting him face-first into the corner -- Giani's head smacking the turnbuckle! Giani staggers back and Simon goes up to the middle turnbuckle, then jumps off, scissoring his head -- but Giani's strength allows him to block the planned move! Giani then powers him up and drives him down with a powerbomb!
Adams: Oh that's it! It's over!
Giani holds onto his and powers Simon right back up off of the mat for a second powerbomb when Simon somehow starts fighting back, throwing fists into Giani's head! Di Luca stumbles off balance and falls against the ropes! Both men go over the top but Simon holds onto the top rope and uses his legs to dump Giani to the floor!
Simone: I don't believe it! My God I do not believe it!
The crowd is on its feet, cheering wildly as the bell sounds!
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Justin: Giani Di Luca has been eliminated! Here is your winner, and the number one challenger to the SCW Heavyweight Championship ... Simon Jones!!!
Giani looks absolutely shocked and horrified from where he sits on the floor, staring into the ring as Jasmine and Jacob raise Simon's arms in the air! Drew races around to check on Giani and Di Luca stands up and shoves the official away! Giani is shaking his head, not processing what just happened!
Adams: I am amazed! Simon Jones lasted all that time and he won! Simon Jones won the Gauntlet and will challenge Jordan Williams for the SCW Championship!
Giani slowly backs up the aisle, still stunned and pushing Drew away again while Simon shakes the hands of both Jasmine and Jacob before they again raise his arms in victory!
Simone: We're out of time here, we will see you all next week on Climax Control!
THANK YOU! To Chris, Mark, Erik, MK, Maggie, Mike, Casey, Craig, Derek. Also to you guys who came over from the NWA to be in our battle royal, was a pleasure having you here, and to all our SCW roleplayers. You rocked it out again.