The crowd is alive with energy inside of the Okayama General and Cultural Gymnasium in Okayama, Japan. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites.
A spotlight begins to shine and the crowd cheers as ring announcer Justin Decent steps out onto the stage. The handsome exhibitionist jogs out to the ring, slapping hands to the fans who reach out to him.
He is handed the microphone by Jason Adams as he runs up the ring steps and climbs inside of the six-sided SCW ring and walks around, pumping his fist in the air. Justin then hops up onto the corner turnbuckle and smiles, looking out around at all of the fans filling the rows of seats around the building itself. He drops back down and takes his place in the center of the ring and brings the microphone up to his lips.
Justin: Hello everyone and welcome to the Okayama General and Cultural Gymnasium in Okayama, Japan and welcome to Sin City Wrestling "Climax Control"!
The crowd applauds.
Justin: Now please help me welcome the Hostess With the Mostess for "Climax Control" -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!
The crowd applauds as Amanda skips out, dressed as a cheerleader with pom-poms in hand and blonde pigtails sticking out. With a head set mic on, the music starts to kick start across the arena and the opening ceremony begins...
Amanda: Your sports team is vastly inferior
In fact we've played teams across the nation
We're great (we're great)
Your sports team will soon suffer swift defeat
That simple fact is plainly obvious to see
We're gonna kick your collective posterior
Of course you realize we're speaking figuratively
Our stats are thoroughly impressive
Our coach really has the Midas touch
Our players are fast and strong and brave
And your guys, eh, not so much
And you're the worst one we've come across
Try to assimilate that information
And it just might help you cope with your impending loss
Oh, and if somehow we are still failing
To effectively articulate the points at hand
Allow us now to summarize them in a manner
That your feeble brains can understand
And you suck (you suck)
We're great (we're great)
And you suck (you suck)
We're great (we're great)
And you suck (you suck)
You see there's us (we're great)
And then there's you (you suck)
We're really, really great (really great)
In contrast, you really suck (really suck)
Okay, full disclosure, we're not that great
But nevertheless, you suck
That theory's backed up by empirical evidence
We're gonna grind up your guys into burger meat
Again, of course, we're speaking in the figurative sense
What's the use of even going through the motions
When you know that you're gonna lose anyhow
So why don't you save us all some time
And give up now (you suck!)
The song closes out as Amanda drops in a split (a very bad one) with pom poms in the air. She tries to get up but is unable and two Japanese hunks wearing football uniforms run out and pick her up by the arms, off of her feet, and jog her to the back, vanishing behind the curtains.
Simone: hello everyone, and welcome to the Okayama General and Cultural Gymnasium in Okayama, Japan for Sin City Wrestling Climax Control! I am Belinda Simone...
Adams: And DAMN I am looking fine in these jeans!
Simone: Christ. Every time your jeans shrink and Christian pays you a compliment, your ego goes up a notch.
Adams: Hey, it's just nice being noticed.
Simone: Well focus, Jason, as we are just three shows away from the fifth annual Into the Void in Tokyo, and tonight we gear towards that event with seven big matches, each with possible repercussions!
Adams: And it starts off when Zuri Chastain takes on Jenny Tuck in the opening match!
Simone: Zuri makes her return since her defeat of Twisted Sister at Blaze of Glory V, and this match will be no easier.
Adams: Do you think it's true? This is Jenny's last match?
Simone: Well she is not in the best of shape, and she has hinted at just that, so all we can do is wait and watch.
Adams: I hate waiting. I'm not the patient type.
Simone: Then we have a special Roulette division match when 'the Freight Train of Pain' Casey Williams takes on Chris Burden!
Adams: Boy I would hate to be Burden against a guy like Casey when you have no control over what type of match you're competing in!
Simone: It could be a street fight. It could even be barbed wire.
Adams: It could be mud wrestling!
Simone: if there is a God in heaven, nobody wants to see Casey Williams in a mud pit!
Adams: Speaking of Twisted Sister, that nutcase is in action next, and against none other than crystal Millar!
Simone: One has to wonder who crystal pissed off because that seems to be the main time when Twisted Sister gets booked. Someone upsets one of the bosses and they set loose that lunatic on whomever that poor fool is.
Adams: And given her love for power tools, who knows if crystal will even make her world title match at Into the Void V after this?
Simone: Bombshell action continues, and this one could have been the Main Event because one-half of the Angel Clan in Lucy Seraphina steps into the ring against former World Champion, Mikah!
Adams: Mikah is acting like this match is no big deal but Lucy is dangerous!
Simone: And if Mikah doesn't start taking the match seriously, she'll find that out first hand! Following that, we have three back to back championship matches!
Adams: Yes! They love title matches here in Japan, I mean, who doesn't!?
Simone: And it starts off with Rage putting the Internet Championship on the line against Dmitri!
Adams: Dmitri has had problems with Casey Williams lately. Do you think that'll cost him here?
Simone: Maybe, maybe not. What will cost him is if he doesn't put those thoughts aside and focus on Rage because the Sin of Wrath will mow him down otherwise!
Adams: Then the Bombshell's version of the Internet title is up when Jessie Salco defends against Melody Grace -- again!
Simone: After what happened two weeks ago, Christian Underwood ordered a rematch between these two women, and to ensure things stayed fair, he has banned Natalie McKinley and Amy Marshall both from ringside!
Adams: Yeah. Like THAT ever works!
Simone: Then it's time for the main event, and the grandest prize of them all!
Adams: The World Heavyweight Championship is on the line!
Simone: J2H has become perhaps the most defending champion in SCW history, and tonight he faces one of two challengers he recently accepted, namely Connor Murphy!
Adams: Boy these two tore the house down with Travis Nathaniel Andrews at Blaze of Glory V!
Simone: And the bosses could not wait to make this one on one official and that is what we are bringing to everyone here, tonight!
Adams: And what's even better! Despayre will be joining us for this match on commentary!
Simone: That's right! J2H's challenger for Into the Void V will be out here to talk as only he can! Now let's get this show underway!
Jason grabs his chair and gives it a hard spin!
Adams: YESSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!
Backstage, Rocky Mountains stands in front of the Roulette wheel as she is joined by Casey Williams and Chris Burden who glare at each other as the interviewer reaches up and spins the wheel. The clacking of each choice is heard as Casey doesn't move his focus from Burden but Chris looks up to watch the wheel and then turns to take in Rocky's cleavage and begin to smile.
Adams: I think that Chris is liking the view he has.
The wheel slows and then stops. The fans begin a slow rumble across the arena as Casey begins to let a vicious smile cross his face. Burden doesn't see the stipulation for the match until Rocky gasps in surprise. Turning his head up to look, his eyes widen then shoot a glance at Casey before a frown crosses his face. Without saying a word he stomps off as Casey just lets a low laugh before turning and heading in the opposite direction. Before the view returns to the ringside area, the camera focuses on the stipulation.
Simone: How appropriate...a Japanese death match!
Adams: We are going to see some carnage for sure...
Simone: It's time for tonight's opening match which will see two Bombshells in action as Zuri Chastain takes on Jenny Tuck!
Adams: Zuri recently made her return to Sin City Wrestling and this is her return match, Jenny Tuck hasn't really shone since she made her debut but this could be her chance to stop Zuri's momentum in its tracks!
Simone: We'll soon see if that will happen or not, let's take it to Justin!
Justin Decent: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is your opening contest of the evening!
The crowd cheers in response but the cheers quickly turn to boos as "Golddigger" plays as Jenny comes out, winking to the crowd.
Justin Decent: Introducing first! From Tampa, Florida Jenny Tuck!
She begins to twirl her body a bit as she faces the ring and walks towards it. She climbs up the stairs, stops at the edge of the ring. She takes off her jacket and shakes her ass. She enters the ring and waits for her opponent.
Justin Decent: And her opponent!
"Case of the Ex" by Mya begins to play over the speakers and the crowd cheers the impending arrival of Zuri Chastain.
Justin Decent: From Webster, South, Dakota, making her return to Sin City Wrestling Zuri Chastain!
Once Justin announces her arrival Zuri comes out to a huge pop from the crowd wearing her mask, Zuri marches down to the ring clapping hands with the fans at ringside before rolling into the ring.
Simone: Zuri is wearing her mask tonight, I think it's safe to say that she's all business going into this match!
Adams: And I wouldn't want to be Jenny Tuck right now!
Jacob calls the two Bombshells to the center of the ring to explain the rules to them and once they nod to confirm that they understand the rules he calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
However no sooner as the bell has rung has Jenny taken the first shot of the match hitting Zuri Chastain with a series of forearms to the face which back her up to the ropes where she whips her off to the opposite ropes.
Simone: Jenny isn't wasting any time here.
Adams: Considering how her career has gone in SCW so far it's obvious that she has a chip on her shoulder!
Zuri rebounds off the ropes and Jenny goes to hit her with a Clothesline only for Zuri to duck under it, grab a hold of the arm Jenny tried to clothesline her with and lock in an armbar on Jenny, Zuri wrenches on the arm but Jenny is able to get out of it by executing a front flip and sweeping Zuri's legs out from under her, Jenny wastes no time in going for a cover but Jacob barely has enough time to get on the matt before Zuri kicks out.
Simone: It'll be a cold day in hell before a leg sweep defeats a wrestler of Zuri's caliber.
Adams: I'm pretty sure that it was already a cold day in hell thanks to Jessie Salco and Alexis Edwards agreeing on something on Twitter.
The two bombshells spend the next few seconds going back and forth trying to gain the advantage with a variety of submission holds but neither woman is able to gain the advantage for long before her opponent breaks out of the hold, after a few minutes the two Bombshells find themselves in a standoff and the crowd applauds their efforts, Zuri offers a handshake to Jenny who appears to accept it at first......only for her to pull Zuri in and nail her with a clothesline.
Simone: That's one way to gain the advantage.
Adams: And the disapproval of the fans.
The crowd boos Jenny but she ignores them before going for a cover on Zuri 1.......2......and Zuri kicks out, rather than argue with the ref over an apparent slow count Jenny grabs a hold of Zuri's leg and starts attacking it by hitting Zuri with repeated elbow drops before locking in a leg lock in the middle of the ring, Zuri tries to break the hold by kicking at Jenny's face with her free leg but Jenny is able to keep her submission hold locked in.
Simone: Smart strategy from Jenny here, Zuri is known for her high flying ability and by taking out her leg Jenny could take out that advantage!
Adams: She still has her other leg!
A few minutes pass and Zuri is able to make her way to the ropes forcing Jenny to break the hold on Zuri but that doesn't stop her tactics as Jenny stands up whilst keeping a hold of the leg that she was attacking, lays the leg on the bottom rope and jumps on it three times in a row, not done yet Jenny jumps to the outside of the ring, grabs Zuri's injured leg and repeatedly slams it into the nearest turnbuckle only stopping when Jacob's count reaches nine and even then she only stops so that she can break the count and resume her attack.
Simone: Can you imagine Jenny's embarrassment if she lost the match due to count out thanks to her being overzealous with her attacks on Zuri's leg?
Adams: She'd never hear the end of it for the rest of her wrestling career!
However, when Jenny goes to resume her attack Zuri kicks her away sending her back first into the barricade and buying Zuri a few minutes to recover from the onslaught, by the time Jacob's count reaches five Jenny rolls back into the ring and, seeing that Zuri is still favoring her leg, hits Zuri with a chop block to her injured leg sending her down to the matt, Jenny pays no attention to Jacob as he tells her off instead dragging Zuri to the middle of the ring by her injured leg and locking in a Single Leg Boston Crab.
Simone: At the rate Jenny's going Zuri had better worry about ever being able to use that leg again!
Adams: The crowd's trying to spur Zuri on but she needs a miracle right now!
Jacob gets into position to see if Zuri wants to tap but Zuri refuses to tap even as Jenny tightens the hold she has on her leg, it takes a lot out of Zuri but she is eventually able to make her way over to the ring ropes and Jacob applies a four count the second Zuri grabs the bottom rope which Jenny takes advantage off before letting go of the hold but still keeping a firm grip on Zuri's leg before dragging her into the middle of the ring apparently trying that tactic again, she never gets a chance too however as Zuri is able to surprise Jenny with by kicking her away.
Simone: Zuri's mounting a comeback!
Adams: But can she pull it off on leg?
Both bombshells are down for a few seconds but after Jacob reaches the count of seven both Bombshells get to their feet with Zuri using the ring ropes in order to avoid putting any weight on her injured leg, seeing this Jenny goes for another chop block on Zuri's injured leg only for Zuri to jump over it and nail Jenny with a clothesline when she gets to her feet.
Simone: Zuri's back in this match!
Adams: But can she win it on one leg?
Despite the fact that she is noticeably limping Zuri is able to mount a comeback against Jenny through use of one legged dropkicks and arm drags, this seems to go out the window when Jenny catches her good leg but Zuri is able to nail her with an enziguri using her bad leg, before Zuri can go for a pin however Jenny rolls out of the ring and grabs a steel chair.
Simone: Jenny's getting desperate but there's nothing to distract Jacob so she's risking disqualification here!
Adams: There is one thing that's distracting him and that's Zuri! And not in the usual way!
Indeed, Jacob doesn't see Jenny grab the chair because he's asking Zuri if she wants to continue in spite of the fact that she's essentially wrestling on one leg but Zuri quickly nods in response as Jenny rolls into the ring and goes to hit Zuri with the chair before Jacob can do anything about it, unfortunately for her whilst Jacob didn't see Jenny grab the chair Zuri did and she is able to duck under the chair shot and when Jenny turns around she gets nailed with a superkick!
Simone: Sole Kiss! Zuri just hit Jenny with a one legged Sole Kiss!
Adams: And she isn't done!
In spite of the damage done to her leg Zuri is able to climb the nearest turnbuckle and leaps nailing Jenny with a Shooting Star Press!
Simone: Zuri's revenge!
Adams: Stick a fork in Jenny, she's done!
Zuri goes for a cover 1.......2.......3!!!!!!
Justin Decent: Here is your winner Zuri Chastain!
Simone: What a match! Jenny gave it her all tonight but Zuri was able to win her return match!
Adams: If that doesn't put the Bombshell Champions on notice nothing will!
Jacob helps Zuri to the back whilst she celebrates her win and Jenny plays a game of count the ceiling lights in the ring.
The opening lyrics and guitar rifts of Jekyll and Hyde by Five Finger Death Punch hits the speakers, and Casey Williams walks down the ramp towards the ring, with Miss Pussy Willow inside the ring, awaiting the Freight Train of Pain to enter the ring.
Pussy:Casey, I, as I am sure the many fans, would like to know how you feel about Dmitri's attack upon you last week?
Casey looks at Pussy with disgust when she mentions Dmitri's name.
Casey: Well Pussy, it is quite simple. The man was bitter because Conner and I got the victory over him two weeks ago, and needed to take action into his own hands. He tried to get the better of me, and for a brief moment, he did, but he won't get that chance again.
Casey smiles and cackles when he reflects on his victory.
Pussy:How do you mean?
Casey looks annoyed with Pussy, as if he thinks she is stupid.
Casey: Look, Pussy, he got a sneak attack upon me, and if you think I will fall for that again, than you are as deluded as the fans, and like I was when I thought Drake Green was my friend.
Pussy:Well, Casey, I also wanted to ask you about your match with Chris Burden tonight, as well as your continued coat tail riding of J2H and your using Melody Grace as a go between.
Casey looks intense, yet wrathful when he speaks.
Casey: Chris Burden will get what he deserves, and there is nothing that I won't do to inflict as much pain and cause as much punishment as I can to him, and for every time I cause him pain, I will picture it as Dmitri, and smile, because both men are beneath me, no matter how talented both men may be. It will be my pleasure to put Chris Burden on the shelf permanently. As for my relationship status with J2H and Melody Grace, does it really matter what my tactics are for wanting to be associated with them. Just know I have my reasons and just know it is not to get another title shot at J2H, unless he wants to face me again, but my intentions are not for the title shot.
Casey spleneticly walks up the ramp towards the back as the scene fades to black.
Ryan Keys shuts the door of his rental car after arriving at the Okayama General and Cultural Gymnasium, fully clothed in a pair of dark jeans and a "Hotwire" T-shirt for a change he walks down the parking lot of the arena. In no particular hurry, he stops at the sound of a car door opening. Matt Spears had just arrived at the same time he did. Taking a quick glance he shines a devilish side smile and slams a hard hand on the hood of the car with a metallic bang loud enough to catch Spears's attention. Matt jerks back a bit by the loud bang as he turns to close his driver door.
Spears: What the...
Keys: Nice ride. All fancy and new looking. Personally I would have gone with a different color... and I would have parked it better. It's all wrong. Still, this is you we're talking about.
Matt lowers his sunglasses a bit and gives out a slight smirk.
Spears: Ryan I almost didn't recognize you. You know with you wearing clothes and all. Nice shirt, I just finished listening to the latest episode right now, another good episode I might add. Have you heard it yet?
Choosing to ignore the clothes comment, Ryan smirked and chuckled at the question.
Keys: It's Sunday. Everybody and their mother had heard it already.
He leaned away from the car and folded his arms across his chest. Not that he was cold or anything, he just wanted to look cool.
Keys: But this is a treat running into you here, I was really hoping that it would be James Tuscini...I was very upset when I saw it was you.
Matt takes off his sunglasses and looks around the parking lot.
Spears: I don't see him but then again he is off today so maybe he is resting up before he gets bombarded by you, Steve, J2H, and anyone else who wants a piece of him. As for me I can wait, my time will come when I face him for his title.
Matt points to his waistline
Spears: The Roulette title will look real nice around my waist. Don't you think so?
Keys: Wow, and here I thought you were just a crazy guy who was willing to lose his title opportunity against me. But now I see that you're just straight up delusional. That's sad, Spears. Very sad. There should be a country song about you.
Ryan shakes his head in pity of Matt.
Keys: Speaking of that little challenge... why don't I take you up on that offer. Or are you scared that I'll make you look stupid again?
Matt starts to laugh a bit
Spears: Oh your for real. Scared ha-ha
Matt chuckles a bit more. Then looks at Matt with a straight look.
Spears: All kidding aside I hope and want you to aspect my challenge and I hope the bosses grant it. Many good things can come out of it. For one I will get me a match since I been off the card for two weeks. But more importantly the fans get to see the real future of SCW stars shine in the ring. Before you say anything when I say the future of SCW I'm taking about you and me. A few weeks ago Tommy knocks was talking about the future stars on this company and I while I can respect who he named the truth is they all been here for a while there the present SCW stars.
Matt points at Ryan then himself.
Spears: We just got here we are the future of this company. We can sit here and bust each others balls all day and it will be fun to do but the fact of the matter is were even with a win over each other and I look at this as a two out of three falls. Were even at one a piece so now the winner of the next match gets the prize. These fans seem to really like you so they win just by seeing you in the ring. They may not like the outcome of the match but you know that's a different story.
Ryan thought about what was said, and it is mostly true. Both him and Matt are fairly new to the company and they have already gone way ahead compared to the rest of the locker room. Who knows, maybe something good will come out of this.
Keys: You Know, I know that you're playing me... but you're right. The fans would love to see us go head to head to settle the score between us. Though you've yet to beat me one on one. I don't know how well this will turn out for you. Still, you're on. I accept your little challenge.
Matt nods.
Spears: For what its worth I know I need to step it up for the next match not because you beaten me already but because we both know that the match won't be as lopsided as the last one. Well I need to get some stuff out of the trunk.
Matt goes towards the back of his car to get his things from the trunk.
Spears: Oh hey Ryan before you go there is one more thing I feel I need to mention.
Keys: That your car is still horribly parked? Yeah, you don't need to mention it. This little zig-zag action your car has going speaks for its self.
Matt shakes his head holding his laugh.
Spears: This is Japan, things here can be weird at times. I don't like this color on the car either but the chicks here dig that type of shit. Trust me I would not be driving this car if it wasn't for that. No joke no bullshit. Maybe while were on this tour I'll show you what I mean. Just a though.
Matt says with a smile to show he is being sincere and honest.
Keys: You're completely off your rocker, aren't you? Figures. Well Spears, it's been fun. Not really but I'm the good guy in this situation so I have to be fair. I'll see you in the ring.
Matt closes the trunk and sees Ryan is gone. he looks around and sees no one insight.
Jon Dough: Man Ryan was right you did park like shit.
Spears: Shut up Jon.
Matt makes his way to the front of the car.
Jon Dough: Hey I let you do your thing with Ryan I left you alone but damn that parking.
Spears: Damn it Jon leave me alone.
Matt makes his way to the arena side entrance door. Matt looks over and sees that the car is parked jacked up.
Spears: Damn
Jon Dough: Told you
Spears: Damn you Jon
"I pledge allegiance to the flag of The Fearless Champion Steve Ramone"
Simone: Well, looks like we're being joined by the now former SCW Roulette Champion.
Adams: Why is still using that intro? He lost the Roulette Title to James Tuscini last week!
"I want what's coming to me."
"So what's coming to you?"
"The world chico, and everything in it"
Following the quote "I Want The World And Everything In It" by Battle Beast begins to play over the PA System as Steve comes out from the back with Andreas and Cyrus, Steve has a big grin on his face as he marches down to the ring and we can see that Cyrus is carrying a box under his arm.
Adams: What's in that box?
Simone: I don't know and I'll be damned if you start quoting movie scenes!
The trio enter the ring and Steve takes the microphone from Justin who quickly leaves the ring.
Steve: Last week I WAS ROBBED! James Tuscini should have been arrested on the spot for armed robbery because I should still be the champion and James should be at the back of the line where that thief belongs!
Simone: Why am I not surprised by this?
Adams: Let's be honest Belinda, Steve only lost because both men were knocked out and James just happened to land on top of him!
Steve: And whilst I will be cashing in my rematch clause faster than you can say "Matt Spears can wait" I have something even better! Something that I had to fly all the way back to America for earlier this week but it was worth it! Cyrus?
Cyrus nods before walking around Steve and kneeling in front of him whilst holding the box up, Steve opens the box and his grin broadens.
Steve: Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you THE FEARLESS CHAMPIONSHIP!
Simone: WHAT?!
Adams: Don't tell me he had his own title made? At least it can't get any worse!
Steve removes the title from the box and holds it up high, once the picture on the belt becomes clear the audience responds with a mix of boos and laughter.
Simone: Oh my god, the title's picture is literally a picture of him.
Adams: I want to know how much he paid for that just so I can say to him "you paid too much".
Steve: Isn't it beautiful? This title is more prestigious than the Roulette, Tag Team, Internet and World Titles combined and yes! That includes the Bombshell Titles! And as for whether or not I'll actually be defending the title.......
Steve, Cyrus and Andreas erupt in laughter for a good few minutes before Steve continues.
Steve: Ha-ha! NO! If anyone else held this title the value would plummet faster than you can say "Fingerpoke of Doom" and once I win the title that I never should've lost in the first place back from that thief I won't throw this in the trash either, I will hold both titles at the same time!
"I Want The World and Everything In It" hits the speakers again and Steve leaves with the title over his shoulder.
Opening up backstage we find Melody Grace standing beside Ms. Rocky Mountains. The two look to be already deep in conversation before the microphone and cameras pick up on what the two are talking about.
Rocky: Melody how are you feeling about your match tonight against Jessie Salco, for the Bombshell Internet Championship?
Melody does her best hair flick as she thinks about Rocky's question.
Melody: Whoa, you're very full on; I mean no options for dinner first? Just wham bam, how are you feeling? You wanna know how I'm feeling? I'm feeling pretty good actually I mean Amy Marshall is BANNED from ringside and that right there is a massive weight off my shoulders. I mean I had Jessie Salco beat last time, so tonight shouldn't be any different.
Rocky quickly backs it up with another question as she watches Melody Grace jump up and down excited.
Rocky: Melody, Amy is banned from ringside but aren't you concerned that your friend Natalie is banned from ringside as well?
Melody stops in like mid jump and on her way down the excited look on her face turns from happy to pu
led.Melody: Are you implying that I need Natalie to win tonight Rocky?
Rocky: No that's not what I meant Melody, believe me.
Melody takes a step up towards Rocky her nostrils flaring as a rare sign of anger dances across her face.
Melody: Are you sure? Because that's what it sounds like to me. You know what Rocky, I don't need Natalie to help me win tonight's match because Natalie knows that I could beat Jessie Salco blindfolded, whilst being tickled with a feather... she also knows that Jessie Salco is like a squashed bug on the windscreen of the Melody-Express... that's taking off and bull dozing every Bombshell in this damn division that has been put in front of her, since her, well my return. So you wanna know if I need Natalie to win? NO. I don't need anyone to back me up to win. I've got this... all by myself.
Rocky: So what are you saying about Natalie?
Melody just rolls her eyes at Rocky.
Melody: Don't try and put a spin on this, Natalie is my friend and she is my tag team partner. I'm NOT saying that I don't need her. I'm just saying I don't need her to beat Jessie Salco. I'm a big girl I've got this.
As she was talking Melody had made her way closer to Rocky who was now standing with her free hand up to stop Melody from getting any closer.
Rocky: Mel, you're kinda in my personal space right now...
Melody: NAILED IT AM I RIGHT?
Rocky: What on earth are you talking about?
Melody just takes a step back and smiles to Rocky.
Melody: Well, to be honest Rocky I was practising my acting, I mean... I've got big things coming my way. I mean I was just pretty intimidating am I right?
Rocky: Okay if you say so? Just quickly Mel, do you have anything else to say about your match tonight?
Melody stops and thinks, while she taps her long index finger on her chin with a pondering look on her face.
Melody: The only thing I have to say is buckle up Melephants because tonight were going on a wild ride and when WE leave the arena tonight it will be with OUR Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Internet Championship... and there isn't a damn thing Jessie Salco can do about it... BOOM!
With that said and done Melody didn't even wait for Rocky to say anything she hopped, skipped and jumped out of there.
As the cameras switch backstage, Natalie McKinley is seen walking along a corridor. Natalie's attention is on her phone, and she is so focused on whatever it is that she is looking at, that she does not notice Mikah nearby, until she almost walks into the former World Bombshell Champion.
Mikah: Jesus Christ. Just because this is fucking Japan does not mean that you of all people just get to run into me like a neanderthal.
She scowls at her before rolling her eyes at the woman, who was too busy looking at her phone to pay attention to where she was going.
Mikah: Don't you have better things to do than to play on your phone? Making bets on a match or something?
Mikah raises an eyebrow.
Mikah: Or are you trying to break up a marriage, again?
She didn't really look impressed or even slightly interested in having a conversation with the woman. Natalie stares at Mikah for a moment before responding, annoyed at her gambling addiction having been brought up.
Natalie: I'll have you know that it has been almost a year since I last placed a bet of any sort.
Natalie puts her phone in her pocket, and takes a breath to calm herself.
Natalie: As for broken marriages, I think that's more your area of expertise than mine.
Mikah looks at the woman and smirks before pushing her hair out of her face. She tilts her head to the side, examining the woman. She then looks down at her skimpy wrestling attire before shrugging. If you got it, might as well flaunt it right?
Mikah: Broken marriages? I've never broken up a marriage. I've gotten a divorce though and thank God. I can't even believe I was married to him. What a mistake. As for you, though. . .
Mikah looks at the woman before smirking.
Mikah: I can say that I do think that you have tried to break a few marriages up. You look like that type of person.
Mikah looks her up and down again before shrugging her shoulders.
Mikah: But hey, I don't even really know you. And for some reason, you seem to have a problem with me. It's a little weird. And kind of stalkerish. I would get that checked out if I was you.
Mikah looks as if she was going to pat Natalie on the shoulder but changes her mind. Natalie then puts her hands on her hips.
Natalie: Well, you're right about one thing: you don't know me; in recent months, I've heard you use a few different terms to describe me, and none of them complimentary - I do wonder what you base these opinions are.
Natalie stares again at Mikah for a moment, before shaking her head.
Natalie: Maybe I did have a problem with you at one time, Mikah - and with some of the things that you have said about me, maybe I still should - but there are other people now that are of a greater concern to me than you are.
Taking her hands off her hips, Natalie crosses her arms.
Natalie: I can assure you, though, that I'm not "a trollop," and I am definitely not a home-wrecker - I would never do that to another woman.
Mikah just raises an eyebrow at the woman, who she really knew nothing about.
Mikah: And yet, I'm MORE than certain I only called you those things when you took it upon yourself to stick your pointy nose in MY business. Since when was my championship reign every of any concern to you? You weren't even EMPLOYED by the company when I was the champion--and yet, you still didn't like me much.
Mikah tilts her head to the side a bit, thinking for a moment.
Mikah: And I didn't even know who you were before you stuck your nose in my business.
Somewhat self-consciously, Natalie touches her nose with her finger.
Natalie: Actually, Mikah, I was under contract to SCW during the entirety of your reign as champion - although admittedly I was sat on the sidelines for most of it, first due to injury, and then due to suspension.
Natalie sighs, as she recalls a period that she is glad to have put behind her.
Natalie: But even though I was unable to set foot in the six-sided ring, of course your championship reign was still of concern to me: the World Bombshell Champion is supposed to be the standard-bearer for all of the women in SCW. Plus, like any self-respecting female member of the roster, I have aspirations to hold that title one day.
A smile crosses Natalie's lips.
Natalie: I won't deny that I respect your ability as a wrestler, Mikah, but should I like you as a person? Simon seems to like you, for what reason I'm not sure - which reminds me, the last time I spoke to him, he asked me to say "hi" to you on his behalf, if I happened to see you.
Mikah looks at the woman standing in front of her and she rolls her eyes a bit before placing her hands on her slender hips.
Mikah: Simon has a brain and can think for himself and doesn't need to rely on idiots in the back to tell him who to like and who not to like. Unlike you, apparently. So of course he likes me as he hasn't been brainwashed by Celeste North. Unlike you, however.
Mikah looks the woman over again.
Mikah: I hadn't done anything to you before that little musical chair thing of Despayre's. And I really didn't even know who you were before that. Before you decided that you had a problem with me and how I chose to spend my time on the days that I didn't have a match. But then again, that was all Celeste's problem, not yours. You apparently don't have a brain of your own to use. And....
Mikah looks around before looking at the woman.
Mikah: I don't give a fuck whether or not you like me; not many people do and that's just fine by me. Do you see me crying over the fact that I don't have many friends around here?
The blonde bombshell raises an eyebrow before shrugging her shoulders.
Mikah: However, I do have a problem when you think you have the right to stick your nose in my business. Which you had done plenty of back in January but that's in the past and I don't really care about what happened in January or what didn't happen. All I care about now is getting my match over with and getting the fuck out of Japan.
Mikah scrunches her nose up and a look of disgust passes over her face.
Mikah: Because it fucking stinks here.
Natalie smirks at Mikah's comment.
Natalie: With the exception of New York, and a handful of other select places, doesn't everywhere stink, according to you?
She then raises an eyebrow momentarily, before continuing.
Natalie: Even while you were champion, most of the time it seemed like you would rather be anywhere other than wherever SCW visited. Not that that's any of my business.
Natalie gives a slight shrug of the shoulders.
Natalie: You might not think much of Japan, but I'm glad to be here - especially after my injury forced me to miss the show in Osaka last year, during the world tour.
Mikah fake pouts her bottom lip out, showing Natalie mock sympathy.
Mikah: Poor you. And you wouldn't know, but it gets tiring traveling overseas all the damned time. I wouldn't mind if we were in the states 85% of the time, you know. And an overseas tour is fine, here and there but fuck.
Mikah runs a hand through her straight platinum locks.
Mikah: I expected to stay in the states just a little bit longer. But since you did miss out on more than half of the tour last year, you wouldn't understand the toll of overseas traveling.
Mikah just shrugs.
Mikah: Nobody blames you, of course. You have to do what you have to do to get by in this world.
Natalie looks at Mikah with a frown.
Natalie: Nobody blames me for what, exactly?
Mikah looks at Natalie, an expression on her face that screamed to ask if she was stupid or something.
Mikah: For not knowing what it feels like to be worn out from overseas traveling.
She snaps her fingers in Natalie's face.
Mikah: Please do keep up as I do believe that you're smarter than Veronica.
Natalie replies in a sarcastic tone.
Natalie: Gee, thanks; I really must remember to put that in my Twitter bio.
Mikah cracks a smile a bit.
Mikah: Yes, well you were acting as if you didn't have a brain, you know. But let's move on, past that shall we?
Mikah just smirks before looking around the hallway. There were people floating around.
Mikah: Any-ways, you will have to tell Mr. Simon that I say hello. I'm quite sure that he misses me something terrible.
Mikah smirks a bit to herself, while Natalie simply shrugs.
Natalie: I wouldn't know about that, but the next time that I speak to Simon, I will tell him that you say "hello."
Mikah smirks before rolling her eyes at the woman.
Mikah: I know, it's hard for you to believe that anybody would like me. But clearly, it IS possible.
Natalie smiles wryly.
Natalie: Yeah, well, I guess the fact that both Simon and Despy like you is proof of that. As for me, I might not be so fond of you, but I'm not looking to pick a fight with you. Besides, my focus is elsewhere now.
Mikah laughs.
Mikah: Whatever. I really don't care. You're not worth my time nor are you relevant.
Mikah simply shrugs her shoulders.
Mikah: I'd say sorry but then I'd be lying. So..
Natalie: So, if I'm not worth your time, then I guess we're done here.
Natalie sighs, and then shrugs again.
Natalie: I would wish you good luck for your match, but you would probably just take that as an insult.
Mikah laughs before shrugging her shoulders.
Mikah: I don't believe in luck.
Natalie: Of course you don't - why would you?
Mikah raises an eyebrow at Natalie.
Mikah: Exactly. Luck doesn't exist. It's a fictional belief and I have never relied on luck to get me anywhere in life. And neither should you.
Natalie nods.
Natalie: I'll keep that in mind. Although, if you want my opinion, I think we each make our own luck; the harder you work, the luckier you get - or something like that.
Mikah just laughs.
Mikah: Well, I've got a match to get to. I'd love to say I'd see you later. But let's be honest...
Mikah looks the woman up and down.
Mikah: I rather hope that I don't see you later.
Mikah pushes past Natalie, purposely making their shoulders bump into one another's. Natalie glares at Mikah, as she watches her disappear, before turning to head off in the opposite direction. The scene then cuts away.
Crew finish draping the ring with barbed wire as others slide plywood boards covered in barbed wire with a small bundle of C4 can be seen amid the wires as Justin stands inside of the ring that is surrounded by large black boxes. Suddenly from the speakers, the opening lyrics and guitar rift to Five Finger Death Punch's "Jekyll and Hyde" 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.
Justin: the following contest is a Japanese Death Match and introducing first from Nashua New Hampshire...the Freight Train of Pain...CASEY WILLIAMS!
Casey Williams appears at the top of the ramp, looking around at the crowd and not moving, his eyes looking through the crowd. 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 cheering crowd, their thumbs pointing down. Casey nods his head slowly and turns back to face the ring, walking down towards the apron. Casey reaches his hand up towards the rope, but stops at the barbed wire then grabbing a handful of bare wire, 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 cheer louder.
Justin: And his opponent, from the Greater Toronto Area...CHRIS BURDEN!
"hate my life" theory of a deadman hits the public address system. Out steps Chris Burden from behind the curtain with a cigarette between his lips. The crowd musters up a negative response as Chris just stands there absorbing all that animosity. He inhales deeply before dispensing the smoke to his fingertips. He begins the walk down the rampway, selecting his target as his middle and index finger flip the lit smoke into the audience at a crowd member. Sliding under the bottom rope Burden gets to his feet and smirks at Casey as Jasmine motions for the bell.
Simone: This is set to be a very bloody match Jason. If it is anything like the other death matches I have heard about, both of these men are going to really regret this match when all is said and done.
Adams: I couldn't agree more Belinda. That barbwire isn't going to be forgiving.
Simone: We have had barbed wire matches here in SCW before but this is just that much more dangerous considering that there is C4 included in barbwired boards in each of the corners. And I heard that the ring has been set to explode if the match reaches the time limit.
Adams: Then let's hope we don't go to the limit tonight.
Inside the ring, Burden and Williams move towards each other and lock up in a collar and elbow that Casey quickly turns into a headlock on the smaller Burden who struggles against the hold. Finally able to escape, Burden turns the hold into a hammerlock that Casey powers out of easily. Spinning Chris around, he locks his arms around his chest in a bear hug that Burden begins to fight against. Slamming his forearm against the head of Casey, Burden forces him to stagger slight backwards. Tightening the hold, Casey ragdolls Burden enough force him to stop with the forearm shots.
Simone: Casey definitely has control of this match it looks like.
Adams: Don't be too sure about that
Chris Burden reaches up towards the face of Casey Williams and jams his fingers into the eyes of Williams and rakes them viciously across the eyes forcing the break as Casey brings his hands to his eyes and rubs at them to clear them. As he does, Burden begins to use hard stiff kicks that moves Casey across the ring and towards the barb wire. Jumping towards Williams back, Burden send him into the barbwire where he screams in pain as the barbs pierce his skin. Burden watches as Casey fights his way off the wire and turns with trickles of blood moving slowly down his torso.
Adams: Burden has drawn first blood in this match.
Casey wipes at the blood on his chest then charges across the ring and takes a fan taunting Burden off his feet with a clothesline that spins him in the air. Burden goes down hard on the mat narrowly missing one of the boards. Rolling towards the ropes, Chris is about to pull himself up but quickly pulls his hands away from the dangerous barbs. Shaking a finger at the fans as he gets to his feet, he turns to Casey who catches him around the neck and hoists him up into a chokeslam that doesn't miss the barbed wire but the weakened explosion is muffled by the body of Burden as he arches in pain and the smell of seared flesh escapes as he rolls to his stomach.
Simone: Burden may have gotten first blood but Casey just set off the first explosive and Burden landed right on target.
Burden is slow to get to his feet as the referee checks on him. Casey moves closer but Burden pulls Jasmine into the path of the bigger man and smirks as Casey stops. When he moves Jasmine out of the way, Burden drops to his knees and slams his forearm upward into Williams crotch with a low blow that forces Casey to his knees. Grabbing him by the back of the head, Chris forces Casey's forehead into the slightly burning barb wire on the board where he had landed. Breathing heavily, Burden then leans into Casey's back and rubs the forehead of Williams across the steel. Pulling away, Burden pulls himself into a sitting position to watch Casey rear up, his face beginning to be covered with a mask of blood from the gashes from his forehead.
Adams: What is Burden doing? He should be pinning Casey.
Simone: From the looks of it, he is laughing Jason.
Inside of the ring, Burden is seen laughing as he gets to his feet. Casey is wiping at the blood flowing down his face in an effort to clean out his eyes. Burden moves towards him once more using hard stiff kicks on Williams that keeps him grounded. Finally when Casey drops low enough from the kicks to the midsection, Chris again begins to taunt the fans before pulling up one of the unexploded boards and setting it against the barb wire near a corner. Picking Casey up, Chris Burden tries to whip him into the board but Casey plants his feet and won't budge. Burden lets his arm go then moves in front of Casey who watches him and gives him a slight shove. Burden staggers back a bit but stops before hitting the board. Tapping his head, he smirks at the fans only to have Casey take both of them into the board with a spear which sets off the second explosion that does damage to both men.
Simone: Casey Williams isn't afraid to put his own body on the line when he is in a match but that explosion was a little too close for comfort for him too.
Adams: Well Casey is on a Crazy Train...
Simone: Nice O
y reference there Jason...what do you do for an encore.Adams: I don't know but I do know what I would do for a Klondike bar.
Simone: I don't want to know that!
Both men lie on the mat trying to recover from the violence of the spear. Burden weakly rolls out of the ring and to the floor to lie there breathing deeply as Casey gets to his hands and knees and fights his way to the barbwire ropes. Chris Burden pulls himself up by the ring apron and meets Casey with a hard punch that slams him into the ropes and tearing at his back. Rolling into the ring, Chris reaches for the throat of Williams and begins to pull back on him so that he is raked over the barbs. Jasmine admonishs Burden who just shrugs and lets him go after a four count.
Adams: I don't think that Chris Burden is looking to get disqualified do you?
Reaching for Casey again, Burden is intent on doing more damage but is grabbed by Williams who drops from the apron which drapes Chris over the barb wire. Turning towards his opponent, Casey uses a hard right hand which bounces Burden backwards only to fall back on the wire as his tights were caught. Catching Burden by the back of the head, Casey uses a headbutt to stun the man.
Simone: That's using your head.
Casey slides under the barb wire and moves towards Burden who uses a pele kick out of desperation that staggers Casey back first into the second last explosive that sends him right back into the arms of Burden who pulls him into a clinch and begins to slam repetitive knee strikes into the head of Williams. Letting him fall to the mat, Burden rolls him over for a pin but only gets a two count as Casey forces his shoulder up at the last second. Burden growls as he gets to his feet and reaches for the big man's legs and tries to wrap them up in his Canadian Mapleleaf hold. Before he can finish it, Casey catches his face and rakes his own nails over the eyes of Chris Burden forcing the break.
Adams: That was a close one! Burden almost got the pin in this dangerous match and well before the explosive ending.
Inside the ring, Burden and Casey are trading weak punches as the loss of blood from both men are taking their toll on each man. Burden tries for a high risk kick that Casey barely manages to avoid. Casey follows up with a gutwrench suplex attempt that Burden blocks. Shaking his head, Chris is surprised by a kiss of death knockout punch from Williams who falls to his knees as Burden goes down hard. Laying on the mat, Burden is fighting to get to his hands and knees as Casey gets slowly to his feet and moves towards the downed Burden.
Simone: This looks like it might be the end for Chris Burden.
Adams: And it looks like we are reaching the end of the match...which could mean that the ring will explode. Get out of there!!
Casey picks up Burden and pulls his head into his lap. Picking up Chris Burden, Casey turns and viciously slams him onto the barbed wire board in the middle of the ring that explodes under his back. Flopping with the pain, Burden lays on the wire unmoving as casey drops and lays an arm over his body. While Jasmine counts on the outside, the clock that was on the screen continues to count down. Casey gets the win as Jasmine holds up his arm.
Justin: The winner of the match...CASEY WILLIAMS!
Both Jasmine and Casey roll out of the ring motioning for the medics to get Burden who is unmoving in the middle of the ring. Just as they approach, the countdown reaches zero and the pyrotechnics shoot out of the boxes along the ring. Smoke fills the ring then begins to drift as Burden is revealed as still unmoving. The medics slide into the ring and begin to work on the unmoving man.
Backstage we see Lucy Seraphina walking around. Her eyes shows that she was anxious a bit. Suddenly Pussy Willow sneaks over to her and Lucy turns to face her.
Pussy: Got a moment?
Lucy: You know I hate talking but I suppose I can.
Pussy smiles as she lifts her mic.
Pussy: Hello SCW, Pussy Willow here with my guest at this time "The Wisdom Angel" Lucy Seraphina. Thank you for joining me Lucy.
Lucy: You're welcome Ms.Willow.
Pussy: Please just call me Pussy.
Lucy: No disrespect but I would rather be more formal.
Pussy: Oh...alright. Anyways first I'd like say congrats to your sister Mel and her husband Sam.
Lucy: They already thank you.
Pussy: My first question is...is Sam the Father?
The crowd oo'd loudly and Lucy's eyes turns red in anger. Pussy gulp loudly.
Lucy: I can see why now...
Pussy: Why now what?
Lucy: Nothing, ask a different question.
Pussy nods and in her eyes shows that she's nervous.
Pussy: So Melanie had said that another one of your sisters will be joining SCW while she's away. I've been hearing that it's "Mistress Rage" Rachel Rosangela. Is it her?
Lucy: No, it's not Rei. Rei's going through a lot of stuff right now including her wedding in August. I really don't know who it is though. I trust Mel and it doesn't matter who from our family she sends. We'll always do what we do best. You know what that is Ms.Willow?
Pussy shakes her head no.
Lucy: Dominate the scene. Simple as that and I know people here want to deny that. They'd say that the Clan hasn't. Bullshit, we have and they can't bring themselves to admit it. Sad isn't it? Also Ms.Willow, I wouldn't tell even if I knew. They can speak for themselves.
Pussy: Oh...I'm sorry Lucy-
Both Lucy and Pussy look over and Lucy smirks.
Lucy: So it's you!
"It is...see you soon!"
Lucy smiles and runs off leaving Pussy in shock.
We cut backstage to the hallway outside the dressing room of James Tuscini and his Uncle-Manager Pinky del Ferrando. James is not on the Climax Control card this week but he is still in attendance at the arena. James is dressed in blue jeans, a pullover shirt in the Italian flag colors, and black athletic shoes. Uncle Pinky is dressed in black jeans, a gray button short sleeved shirt, and also black athletic shoes. Tuscini has the Roulette Title Belt slung over his shoulder. Both men have a mic and they begin their comments.
James: I wish to thank the fans who supported me since I've been in Sin City Wrestling and through my first five matches. Thanks to your support and encouragement I am currently holder of the Roulette Title Belt.
Tuscini points to the Roulette Title slung over his shoulder.
James: Was my match against Steve Ramone an easy one? Was it a fun match? Did I win overwhelmingly so that there is no doubt remaining on who should be the Roulette Champion? It is a NO on all of them. The match was not an easy match as going up against Steve Ramone is never an easy task. Was it a fun match? Having thousands of volts of electricity coursing through the steel cage and both of us getting damn near killed by electrocution is not fun. Although I did win the match I have to be honest that the way it ended it could have easily ended the other way with Ramone winning and retaining the Title Belt.
Uncle Pinky: Although we are not members on Twitter we have heard that some people on Twitter are making the demand that James be stripped of the Title Belt due to how the match ended. I've heard some silly ass shit in my day but this one has to be one of the silliest. That would be like us demanding that Steve Ramone should have dropped the Title Belt to James on May 1, 2016 at Climax Control due to the match ending in a Draw where both Steve and James won the match. A Draw decision means Ramone retained the Title Belt. Had we demanded that Steve be stripped of his Title Belt over a Draw decision it would be just as silly as those demanding James be stripped of the Roulette Championship over his win recently. Listen up if you want to see stripping go to a strip club.
James: Steve I'm sorry the way the match ended and without a doubt it could have ended with either of us winning the match. The decision is a valid one and I won the match. If anyone on the Roster wants to take the Roulette Title Belt away from me it must be done in a wrestling match and not backstage in the hallways, out in the alley, or in the parking lot, by some cheap shot attack and beat down. If anyone can face me in a wrestling match and win then I will gladly hand the Roulette Title Belt over to them and congratulate them on their victory. Until then this Title Belt is mine and I am not in the mood to give it up easily.
At that comment James and Uncle Pinky step into their dressing room and close the door behind them, suddenly Uncle Pinky is slammed into the closed locker room door by Cyrus and Andreas who charge in from out of nowhere, before James can do anything Steve charges onto the scene ready to whack James over the head with the Fearless Championship but James sees him coming and a brawl commences, the brawl continues with Steve making several attempts to take the title from James but when it seems like he's finally got a solid grip security pours in and separates them.
Steve: GIVE ME BACK MY TITLE THIEF!
James: EARN IT FIRST!
Steve: I earned it three months ago!
Steve tries to fight through the crowd of security but they are too much for him and James is more interesting in checking on his uncle, eventually Steve is dragged off by security with Andreas and Cyrus following him.
Steve: THAT PUNK KNOWN AS MATT SPEARS CAN WAIT! YOUR DAYS AS CHAMP ARE NUMBERED TUSCINI YOU MOTHER.........
Steve never finishes his sentence as security drags him away.
Backstage at the Okayama General and Cultural Gymnasium, the fans applaud as on the screen above the stage, they see Despayre wandering the backstage area, Synn at his side, and two very special guests; his mother, Margaret, and his grandma, Victoria. Recently the group celebrated the first birthday of Gabriel and Odette's son, Lucas. They had flown all the way in to Japan to have a party thrown at Disneyland Tokyo, courtesy of the efforts of Despayre and Melody. And as an added surprise for Despayre, Gabriel brought along these two very special ladies in his little brother's life.
Having them stay just a little longer in the Orient so they could be with their little guy on this special day of days for mothers everywhere, Despayre was currently giving them the grandest tour possible.
Margaret: It's just a shame that you don't get to wrestle tonight, Joshy.
Despayre: I know! But that's okay! It just means more time to spend with you! But I do get to go out and offer my expertise when my buddy James wrestles tonight!
Victoria: Will we get to meet him?
Despayre shrugs.
Despayre: You know, I dunno. He's always holed up somewhere. I imagine being the champ he really wants time away from the press!
They pass a door in the hall and Despayre stops and points at it.
Despayre: This is the guys's dressing room! It's where they get dressed and shower and ... you wanna go in?
His grandma reaches over and takes his hand, preventing him from throwing the door wide open and giving them an eye full of -- whatever and whoever and whoever's whatever!
Victoria: We don't need the whole tour.
Margaret: Oh I don't think I'd mind.
Synn: And what would you need to go in there for?
Margaret just gives him a smile and shrugs.
Margaret: Look around?
Synn: Mm hm, let's go.
And Synn nudges her along past the door and a little further down the hall, they almost find themselves bumping into someone else having a bit of a wander down the hallway.
Despayre: Ohhh! Here's someone cool! Alex! Alex!
Despayre hops up and down on the balls of his feet as Alex Rush turns around to face the small group.
Despayre: Mom, Grandma? This here is Angel's biggest fan! You of course know famed rock n' roller Alex Rush! Alex, this is my mom and grandma!
Alex smile as he looks at Despayre's grandmother and lift her hand.
Alex: Au shon something as the French say when they're in the mood.
Alex kisses her hand before turning to Despayre's mother, reaching her hand and moving it towards his lips.
Alex: And hello to you momma, Alex Rush at ya service.
He takes a bow before jumping up straight.
Alex: Brilliant advice 'ere, never bend over like that when ya wearing leather pants, they go right up ya bum.
Alex turns to Despayre and pats him on the head.
Alex: And what are you doing this lovely day in the land of rice and really funny cartoons where you hear the voices and their lips don't move?
Despayre blinks and goes wide-eyed. Despayre: You've noticed that too!? Oh good, I thought dad forgot one of my pills! Margaret and Victoria chuckle, whereas Synn just gives Despayre a little grip on the shoulder. Alex smiles himself and starts to cast his eyes around. Alex: Say, where's that fuzzy little buddy of mine? Despayre: Oh! Angel is giving a little tour of his own! Despayre jets a thumb back over his shoulder, and Alex is prompted to lean over and have a look. Just down the hall, seemingly watching Janet the Makeup Lady work on someone, is Angel himself and the following....
Alex grins and nods before turning back to Despayre and giving him a friendly elbow to the arm.
Alex: I bet his mum is a MILF in the bear world.
Despayre nods.
Despayre: Yup!
Alex moves on, and Despayre looks up to his dad.
Despayre: What does MILF mean?
Synn: Ask your mother.
Margaret: Thanks a lot!
The cameras cut to the back as Pussy Willow is standing just outside of Mr. TNA's dressing room. She doesn't look to be that thrilled but has to do it nonetheless.
Pussy: Hello folks, this is your trusty backstage reporter waiting for the biggest loudmouth here in SCW. Why do I have to do this?
As she questions her career choice, the door opens to show his girlfriend stepping out first. Her red hair was tied up in a sharp ponytail as she eyes up Pussy Willow.
Ruby Rose: What in the hell are you doing here?
Pussy rolls her eyes as Ruby steps closer.
Ruby Rose: Do you have a problem Pussy?
Pussy shakes her head.
Pussy: Nope, I don't have a problem. Well, I do if your coward of a man hides behind another skirt.
Ruby narrows her eyes as the dressing room door opens again as the camera pans up to show Travis stepping out with his eyes covered by his trademark sunglasses.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: What in the hell is going on out here?
Pussy sees Travis out of the corner of her eyes while taking a gulp.
Pussy: Travis? How long have you been standing there?
Travis shakes his head while placing his hand on Pussy's shoulder.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: Poor, poor, Pussy you are still the clueless blonde that we all come to love these days.
Pussy: Excuse me?
Travis Willow: It's okay that you aren't the most intelligent of the bunch. I mean it's not your fault. It's just that you are more for looks then your brains.Pussy: How dare you Travis? You know I am very intelligent.
Ruby grabs a hold of the microphone and tilts it toward her.
Ruby Rose: What you do in the bedroom doesn't count Pussy. Now, if you don't mind. Travis deserves to be interviewed by someone who actually matters.
Ruby takes the opportunity to rip the microphone out of Pussy's hand and waves her hand at Pussy.
Pussy: But? But...
Travis flicks his hand as well while tilting his sunglasses down.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: But what Pussy? You should know that when it comes to interviewing a man of my stature, you have to be qualified.
Ruby smirks while pointing down the hall.
Ruby Rose: In other words, beat it bitch.
A clearly upset Pussy walks off as Ruby giggles a little while waiting for Pussy to be out of sight. She turns back to face the camera while grinning from ear to ear. She clears her throat while changing into a professional.
Ruby Rose: Good evening SCW Universe, for those of you who don't know me. My name is Ruby Rose. I am the current valet for the bringer of the new Attitude Era, he is a champion without a championship please welcome my guest, Travis Nathaniel Andrews.
The camera zooms enough to get both individuals in the shot. Travis and Ruby lock eyes while staying completely professional.
Ruby Rose: Last week on Climax Control, you were confronted by my big sister's best friend Dustin Holt. What was going through your mind when he made his appearance.
Travis smirked while turning his torso to face the camera while keeping his actual face pointed towards her.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: My first initial thought was why in the fuck is this bastard here. Why is he allowed to come onto my show? Why is he allowed to march down my ramp and get into my ring? Dustin Holt has no business being in SCW.
Ruby tries very hard not to smile as she quickly shakes her head.
Ruby Rose: After all those words he said about you, was any of it true? Do you think Dustin was telling the truth?
Travis smirks again.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: The last few times I heard Dustin speak nothing intelligent came out of it. He wants to act like he is the only in ring veteran on the planet. What he failed to mention is that he has yet to defeat me in a one on one contest. He failed to admit that I've always been better than him. I don't know what he was thinking but when you come onto my show. You had better be prepared to get your head kicked off. I don't play games. I mean what I say and say what I mean.
Ruby nods her head while turning towards the camera.
Ruby Rose: Isn't he just the coolest cat around?
She then turns her attention back towards Travis.
Ruby Rose: Let's take a step away from that disgusting human being Dustin and talk about Drake Green.
The mere mention of that name is enough for Travis to reach up and remove his sunglasses.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: Why should we talk about a failed actor? Why should we talk about a guy who ditches his friends because of some pathetic injury? Drake Green is nothing more than an insect who somehow manages to escape every single death trap. Last week was a clear message not just to the locker room but to you Drake Green. Ever since you disappeared, I have carried this company on my fucking back. J2H may be the World champion but let's face facts. I had the most memorable matches of all time last year. My wars with Goth and Ben Jordan are among one of the most greatest rivalries this company has ever seen. For some they need a championship to validate their careers. For me, I don't need a championship to do that because I validate my career each time I step into that ring. My status in this company has always been the true future and no one can deny it. I will be a champion soon but right now I will not rest until I have removed your name from the marquee. Drake Green is no longer the star of Sin City Wrestling. You are merely a recurring character at best. Sooner or later, I will strip you of that status and make you a permanent fixture on the unemployment line.
Ruby can't hide her smile any longer as she lets out a chuckle.
Ruby Rose: I love when my man talks like that.
Travis smirks one more time.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: Drake you probably have a problem with what I say but I really don't give two shits. You can build a bridge, cry me a river but you will do one thing.
Travis turns his gaze finally towards the gaze.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: and that is DEAL WITH IT.
Ruby throws her arms around Travis while looking at the camera.
Ruby Rose: That's all you get now scram.
The cameras slowly fade out as Ruby and Travis share a kiss.
Simone: It's now time for the match that I've been waiting all night for!
Adams: Since when do you show any excitement over one particular match?!
Simone: Since the day Crystal Millar decided to take all the credit for her and Despayre winning the Blast From the Past tournament! I hope Twisted Sister smacks her around good!
Adams: Tell us how you really feel, Belinda...
Justin Decent: Ladies and gentleman our next match is scheduled for one fall and it is a Bombshell singles match!
The Japanese crowd applauds respectfully, but there are some cheers mixed into their reaction as the screen lights up.
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THE SILVER SCREEN QUEEN IS HERE!!!!
I'm Coming Out by Diana Ross begins to blast all across the speakers and as that happens we are able to see Crystal Millar emerging through the backstage curtain as the crowd mostly applauds her, with a few boos mixed in. She isn't alone as her husband Jonathan comes out beside her.
Justin Decent: Introducing first...Making her way to the ring being accompanied by her husband Jonathan...Weighing in at one hundred and fifteen pounds, from Los Angeles, California...The Silver Screen Queen...CRYSTAL MILLAR!!!
Crystal smiles as her grouping of paparazzi gather up in front of the ring and they snag photo after of the Latina beauty. She walks down the ramp as she begins to pie face the crowd. The crowd just remains mostly quiet, not giving her the reaction that she would normally receive.
Simone: I wonder if Crystal even realizes the reaction she is getting. She may be the most hated Bombshell on the roster right now, but the Japanese crowds don't really seem to care.
Adams: Neither do I, but her husband is one lucky fella.
Simone: Are you kidding? I don't know how he lives with that witch!
Her following of paparazzi meet her as does a red carpet. She takes in appeal of the cameras smiling as flashes begin to go off one after another. She then runs up the steps where she walks towards the middle of the apron. She blows kisses out to the crowd before she drops into a split entering the ring. The crowd again applauds her as she heads over to one of the corners and waits for the match to begin.
Justin Decent: And introducing her opponent...
The rock band Twisted Sister's anthem of "Burn In Hell" blares across the building and the crowd applauds again as Twisted Sister is escorted through the stage curtains by professional security, her arms bound around her in a secured straight jacket.
Justin Decent: Weighing in at one hundred and forty pounds, from Los Angeles, California...Please welcome TWISTED SISTER!!!
She screams wildly, thrashing and kicking her legs as the guards have to practically have to carry her to the ring. At ringside, they carefully unfasten her straight jacket and she quickly climbs into the ring and dashes around, screaming like a lunatic.
Adams: I feel so sorry for all the referees of Twisted Sister's matches. They have their hands full with just the one woman!
Simone: Yes, and Holly Wood is the poor soul to deal with this tonight. Thought judging by that grin on Holly's face, I think she's going to enjoy this as much as everyone else.
Adams: Crystal's not!
As Twisted Sister continues to dash around the ring madly, Crystal watches her nervously and she keeps a safe distance. Holly is about to call for the bell, but Crystal quickly shouts to Holly as she points towards Twisted Sister.
Simone: I think Crystal wants Holly to check Twisted Sister for any hidden weapons!
Adams: She's brought out to the ring in a damn straight jacket! How the hell could she hide a weapon on her?!
Simone: I don't really want to know.
Holly looks at Crystal and raises an eyebrow. Crystal continues running her mouth, ordering Holly to check Twisted Sister, but Holly just rolls her eyes, reminding Crystal of the straight jacket. Crystal is not satisfied with that answer and as she is about to storm over to Holly in protest, Holly calls for the bell!
DING! DING! DING!
Crystal doesn't even have any time to react. As soon as Twisted Sister hears the bell she lets out a maniacal screech and goes lunging at Crystal!
Simone: There she goes!
Adams: Crystal better think fast!
And think fast she does, as she drops down to the canvas and rolls out of the ring right by her protective(?) husband! Twisted Sister follows right after her, however, as she dashes through the second rope and gives chase to the self proclaimed Silver Screen Queen! Crystal shoves Jonathan in front of her but Twisted Sister plows right through him as Crystal screams and runs around the ring with Twisted Sister right on her heels!
Simone: I hope she realizes that's not going to work for long. And what a wonderful wife, using her husband as a human shield.
Adams: A lot of good it did!
Crystal tries to get away from Twisted Sister as fast as she can, eventually sliding back into the ring under the bottom rope. Twisted Sister is right behind her but Crystal gets back to her feet quickly and manages to stop Twisted Sister quickly with a stomp to the back of the head! She doesn't stop there as she grabs a hold of the top rope and stomps again and again and again! Holly issues a warning to Crystal, but Crystal ignores her and Holly starts her count!
1...2...3...4...Crystal backs away just before the five count and Holly points a finger in Crystal's face, warning her not to do it again or face disqualification. Crystal rolls her eyes and puts her hand up in Holly's face before she turns her back to her.
Simone: Crystal better learn to play nice with Holly! Holly isn't afraid to tell it like it is!
Crystal shows off to the crowd a bit, holding her hands out, drawing in some applause. She's not paying attention to Twisted Sister who is slowly crawling towards her and on the outside, Jonathan is back on his feet and he's shouting at Crystal to pay attention, but she's too lost in her own world to listen to her husband. Twisted Sister finally crawls right to Crystal's feet, grabs a hold of her ankle and BITES her! Crystal lets out a scream as she yanks her leg away and hops over to the corner, shouting at Holly Wood!
Adams: I hope Twisted Sister is up to date on her shots!
Simone: What? She's not a damn dog, Jason!
Adams: You sure? She acts like she's rabid at times.
Crystal holds her ankle as she stares at Holly, dumbfounded that Twisted Sister wasn't disqualified!
Crystal: She bit me!!!!
Holly: I didn't see anything!
Adams: How could she not see that! EVERYBODY saw that!
Simone: Saw what? I don't know what you're talking about.
Crystal's jaw drop open and before she has a chance to argue further, Twisted Sister leaps back to her feet and lunges at her in the corner, guns blazing! Crystal tries to duck out of the way, but Twisted Sister manages to save herself and she spins around, grabbing a handful of Crystal's long red hair! She yanks down, sending Crystal to the canvas, and her head bounces off the canvas, but Twisted Sister doesn't stop there as she dives at Crystal with an elbow before she quickly makes the cover and Holly drops down!
1...
2...Crystal quickly kicks out!
Twisted Sister leaps back to her feet and grabs a handful of Crystal's hair again, yanking her back to her feet! She then grabs another handful of hair with her OTHER hand and begins swinging Crystal around by her hair! Crystal shouts and screams until Twisted Sister finally sends her FLYING across the ring with a hair pull toss, but not without a little keepsake!
Simone: Crystal will be feeling that one for a while! Twisted Sister just pulled out a nice chunk of hair!
Adams: That could be extensions. We'll never know for sure.
Simone: Quit being such a buzzkill, Jason!
Twisted Sister holds up the handful of hair she pulled out and the crowd applauds her, even throwing in a few cheers as Crystal holds her head. Holly tries to hide an amused smile and Twisted Sister takes the handful of hair and SNIFFS it! She immediately regrets it as she turns up her nose and sticks out her tongue before dropping the hair and STOMPING on it!
Simone: Huh...All those chemicals Crystal uses must give off a horrible stench.
Crystal has gotten back to her feet, still holding her head from where the hair was ripped out. She's glaring towards Twisted Sister and Twisted Sister points to her hair before she holds her nose closed and sticks out her tongue at her! Crystal just rolls her eyes before she gets a boost of confidence against her crazed opponent and charges at her! She leaps at Twisted Sister with a flying forearm, clobbering her in the head and tackling her to the canvas!
Adams: I don't think she liked the insult to her hair.
Simone: Oh boo hoo. She's here to wrestle!
Crystal reaches down and pulls Twisted Sister up, quickly delivering a swinging neckbreaker! She kips up back to her feet and launches herself at the ropes and rebounds back with a springboard moonsault to Twisted Sister and she hooks her leg as Holly drops down for the count!
1...
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2 1/2...Twisted Sister gets her shoulder up!
Simone: Close but no cigar, Crystal!
Adams: Cigars are gross. Especially for women!
Simone: It's a figure of speech, moron.
Crystal glares at Holly, accusing her of a slow count, but Holly insists it was only two! Crystal slams her palms against the canvas before she gets back to her feet and steps out to the ring apron and walks over to the corner turnbuckles. She climbs up to the top turnbuckle, staring down at Twisted Sister, who is relatively still where she lays. Crystal signals for her Lights Camera Action finisher! When she leaps off the ropes in the 630 Senton, Twisted Sister suddenly opens her eyes and smiles wickedly just before Crystal connects with the manuever and she rolls out of the way! Crystal crashes hard against the canvas as the crowd cheers and applauds, but Crystal is in some serious pain.
Simone: That could be Crystal's downfall right there! Twisted Sister was playing Possum and it worked out to her advantage!
Adams: Possum! Those things have rabies, Belinda!
Simone: Oh would you cut it out with the rabies talk, Jason! Twisted Sister is not a wild anim...Wait...Nevermind.
Twisted Sister cackles as she is back on her feet and she rushes over to Crystal, grabbing her by the hair again but she pulls her back to her feet. Crystal is unsteady on her feet, still hurting from her failed attempt at the 630 senton and Twisted Sister lifts her up into a fireman's carry! She spins around a few times as fast as she can, not only dizzying Crystal, but herself as well in the process! When she comes to a stop, she wobbles around, still holding Crystal in the fireman's carry before she drops her down, just barely in a face first slam and she loses her balance, somehow managing to fall onto Crystal for the pin attempt and Holly drops down!
1...
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3...NO! Crystal kicks out at the last second!
Adams: What a kick out by Crystal! Love her or hate her, she's not going down without a fight. She's got perhaps the fight of her life tonight and she's holding her own!
Simone: Barely..
Twisted Sister doesn't let the kickout bother her one bit before she continues her assault to Crystal! She jumps on top of Crystal, wrapping her hands around her throat and she begins CHOKING her as she thrashes about and laughs like a maniac!
Adams: and I think we're about to see Twisted Sister ruin it all. How many times has she gotten herself disqualified?
Simone: I think I've lost count, but I don't think she really cares. She enjoys beating the hell out of these women every chance she gets!
Holly shouts at Twisted Sister, warning her to break the hold, but Twisted Sister doesn't listen! She continues choking Crystal as Crystal kicks and tries to fight her way out of it and Jonathan watches on in horror, waiting for Holly to do something! Instead of issuing the count, Holly goes a different route as she wraps her arms around Twisted Sister and pulls her off of Crystal, dragging her away! Crystal chokes and gasps for her as she crawls backwards towards the corner turnbuckle for safety and Twisted Sister screams at Holly Wood!
Adams: That might have been a bad idea!
Simone: I'm inclined to agree with you on that one, Jason. It's not very often that you see a referee take drastic measures like that.
Holly finally lets go of Twisted Sister, and while everyone was expecting Twisted Sister to take out her frustrations on Holly, she doesn't! She's too focused on Crystal to even care as she rushes right back over to Crystal, but Crystal quickly rolls out of the ring again, thinking that will save her! Crystal coughs a few times as she holds her throat and slowly walks around the ring, but Twisted Sister's eyes follow her and until she runs across the ring and does a baseball slide under the bottom ropes, knocking Crystal to the floor!
Adams: I think that might be the first time we've seen Twisted Sister use that move!
Twisted Sister is quickly back on her feet, and she pulls Crystal up to her feet as well! She drags her over towards one of the steel ring posts by her hair and Crystal has little time to think and react before Twisted Sister sends her flying face first right into the steel post! Crystal's face bounces off the steel and she collapses to the floor, but Twisted Sister picks her right back up and the crowd applauds and cheers as blood can be seen pouring out of Crystal's nose!
Simone: She busted her open! Twisted Sister actually made Crystal bleed!
Adams: Busted her open?! It looks like she broke Crystal's nose!
Just as Holly shouts at Twisted Sister, she rolls Crystal back into the ring and slides in the ring herself where she goes for the cover! Holly drops down but Crystal kicks out just after the one count and Twisted Sister lets out a frustrated shriek, pulling at her own hair now!
Simone: Well...now she's pulling out her OWN hair.
Adams: Let's hope she doesn't sniff that mess, though!
Twisted Sister jumps to her feet and begins screaming and shouting like a maniac, paying no attention to Crystal! She seems to be a little frustrated that she hasn't finished off the Silver Screen Queen but she has her back turned towards her as she starts pacing around her. Crystal is holding her nose, and breathing heavily through her mouth, trying to figure out a way out of this mess. As she watches Twisted Sister, she waits for the perfect moment before she pulls her down in a roll up right by the ropes! Twisted Sister's shoulders are pinned to the canvas and when Holly drops down, Crystal grabs a hold of the second rope for assistance!
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Simone: Holly doesn't seem Crystal holding on to the ropes!!
3!!!
DING! DING! DING!
Crystal leaps away from Twisted Sister before Holly can see she used the ropes!
Justin Decent: Ladies and Gentleman here is your winner...CYSTAL MILLAR!
Holly heads over to Crystal and raises her hand in victory, but this doesn't last long as Twisted SIster lets out a blood curdling scream and she charges at Crystal! She tackles her right against the ropes, causing both women to fall to the outside of the ring and Twisted Sister begins slamming Crystal's head against the floor! Crystal's face is a bloody mess and when Twisted Sister wears her down even more rather quickly, she immediately starts searching under the ring!
Adams: Oh crap! What kind of power tool is she going to find this time?!
Simone: Well we've already seen a chainsaw and a power drill...dare I say we could see a nail gun?!
Adams: Oh geez, I hope not!!!
Twisted Sister searches quickly as Jonathan rushes over to his wife, trying to quickly help her back to her feet and away from the dangerous Twisted Sister! The two of them trip backwards just as Twisted Sister emerges from under the ring with her hidden weapon of choice! A...battery operated hand mixer?!
Simone: What the hell?! Now she has a kitchen appliance?!
Adams: Hey! At least she's switching things up a bit!
Twisted Sister turns the mixer on, cackling like a maniac as Jonathan leads his wife away to safety! Twisted Sister tilts her head to the side disappointedly as she presses the button on the mixer and stares at it. She turns up her nose before she slams it down against the ground, breaking it and lets out another blood curdling scream and the the security team in charge of her rushes to the ring to lead her backstage safely and without further incident.
Adams: Damn, what a match!
Simone: Indeed it was, Jason! Crystal had to use underhanded tactics to defeat her, but when facing such a loose cannon as Twisted Sister, it doesn't surprise me she resorted to that. She probably wouldn't have beat her otherwise.
Adams: Don't let her hear you say that!
Simone: I don't care if she does!
Moments later, Twisted Sister is led backstage with her security team as the crowd applauds and cheers another stellar Bombshell match.
The cameras cut to the back as Zuri Chastain is once again seen leaning against the wall. She is joined by her twin sister and little brother. Pussy Willow enters the picture with tears streaming down her face. Rory steps in front of her while placing his hands on her arms.
Rory Justice: What in the hell happened to you Pussy?
Pussy looks up to see Rory standing in front of her.
Pussy Willow: Holy crap, where did you come from?
Rory smiles while pointing towards the wall. Pussy follows his finger and sees Zuri leaning against the wall. Zuri's hair looks to still be caked with sweat as her mascara has ran down her cheek. Blanca is the next one to come off the wall and making her way towards Pussy.
Blanca Chastain: What happened Pussy?
Pussy tries to fight back the tears.
Pussy Willow: Travis Andrews was being a jerk.
Rory shakes his head as Blanca wraps Pussy in a hug.
Rory Justice: When isn't Travis being a jerk?
Both girls nod their head as Zuri finally gets off the wall.
Zuri Chastain: Pussy, I know you are upset but why do you let people walk all over you? You need to stand up for yourself. Which is something Cindy Warren couldn't do against Kate Steele.
Pussy cocks her head to the side wondering what that has to do with anything. Blanca shrugs her shoulders while looking back at her sister.
Zuri Chastain: Tonight, I fought a meaningless fight with a woman who I barely even know in Jenny Tuck. Did it have meaning for me? No. It had no meaning only because Jenny Tuck wasn't a worthy opponent. She was just a body placed in my way. Kate Steele, I know you can hear me so I want you to ask yourself. How innocent are you?
Rory and Blanca are still having troubles understanding what Zuri is saying as Pussy has already left the picture.
Zuri Chastain: Kate Steele, soon and I do mean soon, you will come to realize that not even you can cross Lady Justice.
Zuri returns to her position against the wall as her siblings just stare at each other.
Returning from a potty break, Despayre meets up with his mom, grandma and dad just outside of the makeup station where a very familiar face is now seated in the makeup chair while Janet works her art. Mikah, the blonde femme fatale and one of the most dominant women in the sport, is seated quietly with a look of boredom on her otherwise lovely face, when another face pops into the mirror's reflection. Despayre smiles brightly as he rests his chin on her slim shoulder.
Despayre: Hi!
Mikah: Despy! Hi!
Before he can respond, Mikah grabs him around the side of his head and pulls him in for a quick surprise peck on the cheek.
Mikah: Mwah!
Leaving a fresh lipstick print on his cheek which is now flushing an equally matching shade of pink. Proving once again that where Despayre is concerned, even Mikah has a heart. Despayre stumbles back, eyes squinted shut from another female attack on his person, and attempts to wipe at his cheek, not knowing it was a water proof lipstick Mikah is wearing. Despayre, whining audibly, finally gives up and sighs with a huff.
Despayre: Mikah? This is my mom and grandma. I'm giving them a tour and introducing them to ALL my friends!
Suddenly Mikah's head whips up to stare into the mirror and her smile slowly slips from existence. Arrogant, self assured, all is true about this Bombshell, but when confronted with the family of one of the select few in this promotion that she cares about...
Mikah: Oh...
Mikah slowly turns around in the makeup chair, staring at Margaret and Victoria who both are wearing smiles, despite themselves. They know all too well from stories from Synn and Gabriel both that their little man has quite the knack for charming many of the women around SCW.
Mikah: I... I am so sorry! I was just....
Margaret decides to put the young woman out of her misery and holds her hand up.
Margaret: It's alright ... Mikah?
Mikah nods.
Margaret: I know my boy has quite the effect on the young women around him.
Despayre moans.
Despayre: It's a curse. A curse I say!
Synn takes him by the shoulders and steers him around.
Synn: Come on then you cursed individual. Let's keep moving.
And they move on down the hall, leaving Mikah to breathe a sigh of relief and turn back to allow Janet to continue...
The scene opens up backstage in Mark Ward's office where we see the co-owner looking up something on the Internet all though it's not clear what he is searching for on the internet, a few seconds pass and the door swings open as Steve, carrying his new Fearless Championship, storms in with Cyrus and Andreas following him.
Steve: I AM INVOKING MY REMATCH CLAUSE AND I WANT A REMATCH WITH THAT THIEF KNOWN AS TUSCINI!
Simone: Well, Steve isn't exactly being subtle here.
Adams: It's Steve Ramone we're talking about he hasn't done anything subtle in years!
Hot Stuff leans back in his chair, looking at Steve Ramone and putting his forefinger in his ear, moving around as he tries to clear out Steve's loud tone.
HS: Damn Steve, you could wake the dead with that voice
Hot Stuff learns forward in his chair, putting his elbows on the desk.
HS: Smells like you're pretty desperate for this title, either that or Cyrus needs to change his aftershave.
Andreas nods with agreement at the aftershave comment, but quickly stops when Cyrus stares at him.
HS: I'm in this awkward situation right now Steve, really awkward because you brought in that thing right there.
Hot Stuff points at Steve's Fearless Championship.
HS: You know we don't like people to have two championship belts around here, but you've actually entertained me a lot lately.
Steve: Well off course! I'm the most entertaining guy on the roster! The crowd loved my antics as a ref when I reffed the match between Acquin and Tuscini and I definitely did a better job than that incompetent hack that served as the ref for last week's match!
HS: Hmmmm.
Hot Stuff looks at Steve, not blinking as Steve returns the stare. Hot Stuff starts to slowly nod his head.
HS: Ok Steve, how about I make you this promise. At Into The Void V, I will make sure that you will be in the exact same ring with James Tuscini. The SCW Roulette championship will be on the line, and you will have your chance of being a double champion, without me taking that thing.
Hot Stuff points to Steve's own belt.
HS: Away from you. Sound fair?
Steve: Fine but mark my words, no pun intended, I will be the Roulette Champion again!
Steve nods towards the bodyguards and they leave the office.
Backstage, Connor Murphy can be seen holding something in one hand and tinkering with it. He moves to keep his back to the camera as he puts the finishing touches on whatever it is in his hands. As we hear footsteps approaching him, he quickly shoves whatever it was into a box that is covered with wrapping paper and slams the lid down on it. As he does, Pussy arrives with her microphone held out and catches the words "wuvs his little Tink"
Pussy Willow: What do you have there Connor?
Connor Murphy: It's nothing. Just a little gift that I got for a special little man. What can I do for you Puss?
The interviewer smiles as she brings the microphone to her lips and opens them to speak when suddenly Connor holds up his hand and stops her.
Connor Murphy: I know what you are going to say Pussy. We are sympatico you know and I know that you want to know what my thoughts are for the match tonight. I have to tell you that I am disappointed Pussy, very disappointed.
Pussy looks at him in surprise and is about to ask why when Connor continues.
Connor Murphy: I mean match like this comes once in a lifetime for some and more than once for others but if you had asked me if I wanted this match tonight I would have had to say no.
Pussy's eyes widen even more. Connor is about to say something else but Pussy beats him to the punch and pulls the microphone towards her and speaks quickly.
Pussy Willow: You don't want the shot at the title?
Connor Murphy: I didn't say that Pussy, I said I wouldn't have wanted the match tonight. But any opportunity to lay a beating on J2H is a good one right? So I'll take the match and if I manage to win the title oh well...just means I have to prepare for Despayre instead. But Pussy, as much as I want to stay, I have to go and deliver this...
Pussy Willow: Oh yeah, who is the gift for Connor?
Connor winks at the camera as he begins to move out of the shot.
Connor Murphy: Just you wait Pussy...you will see soon enough. This gift is for a special little man for sure.
Opening up backstage we find Ben Jordan walking backstage with his phone in his hand. The Cockney King is walking around looking lost while he looks at the screen of his phone; he quickly scratches his head before looking up and realising that he is being filmed.
Ben: Jesus you got the secret text message to meet at room fifty-five as well?
The camera just nods up and down as if to agree with Ben, before the Cockney King spins around looking for the door with the numbers 55 on it. It doesn't take him long to stumble across it.
Ben: I should probably warn the younger audience about stranger danger and what to do if you get a strange text to meet a stranger at a strange location. Don't do it. However I'm a curious fella and well the text message had the emoji with the cash coming out of his mouth and the geeky emoji so I couldn't help myself.
Ben turns back to the door where he knocks on it twice but there's no answer, before he finally just reaches for the door handle and opens the door. Turning back to the camera with a grin, the Cockney King plays it up to the audience.
Ben: Nothing says safety first like an unlocked door.
Turning back to the door her pushes it forward before he takes a step in. The lights in the room flicker on the sound of a group of people shouting makes it the airways.
People: SURPRISE... HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY BEN!
Streamers and balloons fall from the ceiling as a disco track kicks on as a mini surprise party kicks off for Ben. Alex Rush can be found swinging from the ceiling fan, Sammi is over by a present table. Stoner Scott is over by the food table, Jamie is dancing up a storm on the dance floor. The Surf Boys are rocking out as well. As Ben takes it all in he is caught off guard by a charging Melody Grace.
Melody: HAPPY BIRTHDAY BE...
Melody didn't get to finish her sentence as when she crash tackled Ben for a hug; she slammed straight into his body and bounced off of it. Like she had hit a brick wall. Ben quickly reaches out and grabs her hand before she falls to the floor in a heap and smile.
Ben: Easy there Mel.
Melody just looks at Ben embarrassed before she dusted herself off. She quickly turned on her heels and made her way towards the snack table.
Melody: He really is the man of steel.
And the scene fades back to ringside.
Justin Decent: The following contest is scheduled for one fall
The arena fades to black before Dirty Little Girl by Burn Halo begins to play and the arena then flashes with hot pink, neon green, and purple lights. Mikah soon makes her way out onto the stage, one hand on her hip the other by her side. She stops in the middle of the stage before rolling her hips to the left before continuing her way down the ramp. She jeers at the crowd before rolling her eyes at them and ignoring them. She jogs up the stairs before strutting two steps onto the apron then slowly getting into the ring between the bottom and middle rope, dipping her upper body lower than her lower body to make her butt stick out a bit.
Justin Decent: Introducing first, from New York City, please welcome, Mikah
She then moves to the middle of the ropes and steps on the bottom one before leaning suggestively over the top rope as if to give the crowd a glimpse of her chest but then pulls back and steps down. She moves to the corner, leaning against the turnbuckle.
Simone: I am surprised Mikah even had time for us this evening.
Adams: I'm glad she did.
Justin Decent: Introducing her opponent, from Moscow, she is "The Wisdom Angel", the Ravishing Russian, Lucy Seraphina
"Assassin" by: Muse starts to play as soon as the chorus hits Lucy jumps out from the stage and tosses her cloak off. Lucy looks around and starts to swiftly moves down the ramp. Lucy jumps onto the stairs and climbs over the turnbuckle. She flips herself in and goes to the center. She screams loudly and gets ready to fight.
Adams: She scares me.
Simone: Lucy looks to continue her singles career and hoping to build off the success her Angel Clan partner has started.
Mikah lets out a fake yawn as Drew Patton checks both women for any foreign objects. After finding none, he moves back towards the center of the ring and waves his finger into the air. The bell sounds.
DING DING DING
Lucy is the first out of her corner. Mikah lets out a sigh before slipping through the middle ropes and standing on the arena floor. Lucy looks at Drew while pointing at Mikah. He holds one hand out towards Lucy while ordering Mikah to get back into the ring.
Adams: What is she thinking?
Simone: Isn't it obvious? She is literally refusing to get into the ring.
Mikah flicks her right wrist back at Drew while screaming back at him. He orders her to get into the ring while trying to keep Lucy at bay. Mikah shrugs her shoulders while continuing to move around the ring. Drew has no other choice but to start counting.
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2
3
The fans are letting out very loud boos toward Mikah has she as a huge smile plastered on her face. Lucy is fuming while looking at Drew. Drew is telling her to stay inside the ring but Lucy doesn't want to hear it. She quickly gets out of the ring and is in a kneeling position. Mikah is about to round the corner when she gets blasted by a strong clothesline from Lucy.
Simone: Oh my god, Mikah was trying to get herself counted out.
Adams: Yeah but I don't think Lucy wanted to win in that fashion.
Simone: You can say that again. She nearly took Mikah's head off.
Drew couldn't believe it as he orders Lucy back into the ring.
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Lucy quickly gets back up to her feet while grabbing a handful of Mikah's hair. She drags Mikah around towards the front of the ring and spikes her face directly into the ring apron. The initial blow is enough to get the crowd back into the match. After a few more spikes, Lucy throws Mikah back into the ring. Mikah rolls right back up to her feet and catches Lucy coming back in with a quick kick to her ribcage. Mikah checks her face before grabbing the top rope and stomping repeatedly onto the back of Lucy.
Adams: I don't think Mikah liked her face being spiked into the apron.
Simone: Would you enjoy it Jason? That is the hardest part of the ring.
Jason took a few minutes to think about his response as Mikah picks Lucy up and drapes her across the second rope. After a few shoot kicks to the back, Mikah charges toward the farside of the ring. She bounces off the ropes and strikes with a perfectly placed leg right across the back of Lucy. While Lucy remains on the second rope, Mikah slides out of the ring and delivers a sickening slap across Lucy's face. The slap sounded like a shotgun as it left a stinging sensation in her hand. After the slap, Mikah slides back into the ring and grabs Lucy in a rear waistlock. While keeping her in this positon, Mikah lifts her head over heels while landing in a bridging pin attempt.
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2.... Lucy manages to kick out before Drew could hit the canvas for a third time.
Mikah doesn't let that get to her as she quickly gets up to her feet. She motions for Lucy to get up to hers before connecting with a well timed enzuigiri to the back of Lucy's head. Instead of going for the pin attempt, Mikah bounces off the ropes and lands with a leaping leg drop across her throat. She lands another one before going for the pin.
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2........., Lucy manages to roll the shoulder up at the last split second. Mikah still doesn't let this rattle her as she quickly rolls Lucy over onto her stomach before grabbing her in a side headlock.
Simone: Mikah is trying to wear Lucy down now.
Adams: It's still too early for Mikah to get a pinfall victory.
Mikah cranks the pressure up a bit while wrenching back on Lucy's neck. Drew is checking the hold over just making sure it isn't a chokehold before checking on Lucy. Lucy smacks the canvas once with both hands before getting up to her hands and knees. Mikah is trying to keep the pressure up as Lucy continues to get back up to her feet. Once back up, Lucy starts to deliver a series of elbows into the midsection of Mikah. Each blow lands with accuracy as Mikah is beginning to lose her grip. The final blow does the trick as Mikah lets go of the hold. Lucy is rubbing her neck before running the ropes.
She bounds off the first set as Mikah ducks the first attempt at a clothesline. Lucy bounces off the second set of ropes and catches Mikah with a running neckbreaker. Lucy follows it up with a quick low dropkick which causes her to plant the sole of her right boot into the face of Mikah. Mikah rolls around while grabbing at her nose. She crawls over towards the corner while holding her hands up in a T symbol. Lucy shakes her head while charging at Mikah. Before Mikah could move, Lucy catches her with a well timed knee to the side of her head. Mikah's head whiplashes off the second turnbuckle as Lucy grabs a handful of Mikah's hair and snaps off a hairmare. Mikah lands hard on her hip as Lucy follows it up with a football kick to the square of Mikah's back.
Adams: Lucy is showing how relentless she can be inside the ring.
Simone: Mikah has no idea how to combat her.
Mikah bows from the kick as she rolls over onto her knees. Lucy looks to strike with another quick kick but Mikah stops her with a quick double leg takedown. With Lucy on her back, Mikah keeps control of her legs while lifting them up. She first drives her foot into the lower midsection which she does several times. After the fifth strike, she places her leg in between Lucy's legs and tries to wrap them around it. Lucy, however, counters a sharpshooter attempt by reaching up and hooking Mikah in a modified small package. Drew checks to see if Mikah's shoulders are squarely on the mat. Before he could make a motion, Mikah quickly kicks out as she pops back up to her feet. She gives a motion that playtime is over.
She steadies herself while waiting for Lucy to get up to her feet. Right as Lucy gets up to a knee, Mikah taps her leg signalling the end is near. Mikah goes to strike with that vicious reverse roundhouse kick but somehow Lucy ducks the attempt. The near miss causes Mikah to lose her balance as Lucy quickly capitalizes on by smashing her foot squarely into the midsection of Mikah. As Mikah keels over, Lucy grabs her in a front facelock before lifting her into a standing leg trapped body scissors position. In one fluid motion, Lucy falls backward while planting Mikah face first into the canvas.
Simone: What a counter! Lucy ducks the Mikangelo attempt and manages to strike with the Assassin's night.
Adams: This will be a major upset if Lucy pulls this one off.
Mikah's face bounces off the canvas as Lucy shoots the half and hooks the near leg.
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Drew Patton calls for the bell right as his hand strikes for the three count.
Justin Decent: Here is your winner, Lucy Seraphina
"Assassin" strikes back up as Lucy sits up on her knees while raising her arms high into the air.
Simone: Lucy did it. She has sleighed the beast so to speak.
Adams: Mikah tried to get a count out loss but ended up getting pinned.
Simone: Wonder what is next for Lucy.
Despayre is continuing the backstage tour for his mom and grandma, having shown them the makeup station and lounge and where he goes to get the FINEST cotton candy. Now with a big bag of the fluffy, sugary treat in his grasp, Despayre continues on as tour master down the hall when they happen across...
Despayre: Well! Well! Well! If it isn't Connor Murphy!
Connor, carrying a small package in his hands, stops and turns to see who is addressing him. Despayre waves 'hello' to him and then motions towards the two women with him.
Despayre: Mom, Grandma? May I present the guy main eventing with James tonight! This is Connor, Connor Murphy!
Connor nods his head towards the two ladies.
Connor: Connor Murphy: Nice ta meet ya...Ms Despy? Mama Despayre? Seriously, is your name actually Ms Despayre or should I just call you ma'am? Anyways, it is very nice to meet you. Now if you will excuse me, I got a gift to deliver.
Suddenly the small box rattles and from inside of it comes a squeaky voice calling aloud ""Daddy J2H wuvs his wittle Tink". All eyes turn up to Connor who clears his throat and simply moves on down the hall. Despayre looks to Angel.
Despayre: No... why would James wanna skin him alive?
Nightmare plays over the PA system as fans boo at Joshua as he comes out wearing a suit and tie. Joshua Acquin enters the ring and takes a microphone and lets his theme fade out.
Joshua: "I have been told by management that I need to come out here and say a few words and maybe say sorry for what I did last week. Now if you have forgotten what happen guys in the back please roll the film from the end of my match."
Acquin grabs Sharpe and locks one of his arms in a cross arm breaker submission hold as Sharpe desperately tries to get to a vertical base to release the tension on the arm but is unable to do so. Causing him to fall back on his back as Drew checks on him if he wishes to give in. Sharpe tries to resist, but the pain on his injured ribs and the submission hold locked on his arm is too much for him as he taps out at the final moment. Causing Drew to call for the bell Justin: The winner of the match!! By submission!! Joshua Acquin!!! Drew turns around and sees that Acquin has still got the submission hold locked in on Sharpe as Sharpe is still tapping out and screaming out in pain. Drew tries to pull on the winner of the match as he warns him to let go. Acquin is screaming as he puts more and more pressure on the arm. Drew starts to use the five count on Acquin, but this still doesn't help him as more and more officials run to the ring. Trying to get Acquin to let go off the hold. Suddenly Sharpe screams out loud when finally Acquin lets go, causing Sharpe to grab the arm in pain as the arm isn't moving. Acquin stares over the injured and fallen CJ Sharpe and starts to grin. He then turns his attention towards the fans who are booing him for the heinous attack on CJ Sharpe, chanting asshole because he didn't wanted to let go off the hold. The officials warn him to get out of the ring as Acquin finally decides to go out of the ring as he raises his arms in the air in victory.
Joshua: "So people in the back want me to say a few things as I said before. CJ I am sorry...that I didn't break your arm. Christian I am sorry...that you had to pay CJ a bit more for losing. To CJ's mom you are welcome...your baby boy is on his way home. Lastly I am sorry to all the CJ fans out there that was expecting me to do anything other than to state that I was wrong for what I did. I did it due to some people thinking I have gotten soft. CJ was that lamb that the farmer let out and I was the wolf that ripped the lamb's throat out. It didn't matter who came down that ramp, I would have done the same thing to them. Be it man, woman, or child. CJ I hope you are watching because if I see you near MY ring I will finish what I started. How you like that Mark, who will be my next target you have on your list?"
The fans boo due to what Joshua said but "Midnight/Tornado" blasts through the speakers. Hot Stuff Mark Ward strolls out on the stage holding a microphone in his hand and looking at the ring
HS: Now THAT is the Joshua Acquin that I once knew. This is the ruthless son of a bitch that stood by my side, not the Acquin you became. You impressed my last week Joshua, cause I looked at you and saw the person I always knew you could be and that is impressive. When I saw you hold on to that move, I looked around me at the horrified smiles on everyone's face, scared that you was going to end his career but me, I had a smile on my face cause I started to see in you the person I hired all that time ago. I saw the man I knew could strike fear in to people, I saw that last week Joshua.
Hot Stuff smiles towards the ring, waving a finger at Joshua
HS: Now you ask about my list, my list is a long, long list of people I would love to see out injured, people I'd love to see sitting at home wishing they could be in the ring, but I'm not gonna give you names Joshua, I'm going to give you advice, and trust me, it means a lot coming from me, I know this. I don't want you to target one person, I want you to target every single person out there. I want people to know that every time you get in the ring, you're not gonna give a fuck about them, that you will lock on that arm bar and not let go. I want you to take out every single person in that way. I want people to see your name on the card and them know that they're not getting out of the ring in one piece. I want nothing but ruthlessness from you Joshua, and I know you won't let me down.
Hot Stuff grins at a smiling Joshua Acquin as "Nightmare" starts to play. Joshua leaves the ring and walks up the ramp to Hot Stuff. Hot Stuff pats him on the back and the two disappear through the curtain.
Mikah runs her fingers through her hair as she walks backstage after her match with Lucy. She grabs a bottle of water and takes a drink before turning a corner and runs into somebody, causing her to dump her water down the front of her. She gasps a bit in surprise, looking down at her body. She was slightly lucky that her wrestling attire was water resistant.
Mikah: Oh, for fucks sake. Don't people watch where they're going anymore?! Fuck.
She looks around before seeing Kate standing front of her. Walking down the hallway was none other than "The Siren" Kate Steele along with husband Teddy Steele-Warren. Kate smiles as she has her Roulette Championship against her shoulders. She grins as she runs her fingers through her hair.
Kate: No they really don't. People don't even say excuse me or I am sorry. Bloody idiots.
Teddy grins as he looks at Mikah.
Teddy: At least they didn't bump into my Kate. Somebody would have gotten a broken arm tonight.
The former Bombshell Champion just looks at Teddy then looks at Kate, a bit confused to say the least.
Mikah: Um. Who are you?
She looks at Teddy before just shrugging her shoulders and looking at Kate. She looks at the Roulette championship that was perched on Kate's shoulder.
Mikah: Oh, I kind of know who you are ready. I guess. The Bombshell roulette champion.
Mikah simply touches the nameplate on the championship then brushes her fingers off on her bottoms, as if she thought the belt was dirty.
Mikah: Don't worry. I'm not interested in your championship or any at the moment.
Teddy: WHO IS SHE?! WHO IS SHE?!
Teddy smiles as he stares at his wife.
Teddy: SHE IS THE GREATEST, AND THE MOST DOMINANT SUBMISSIONIST OF ALL TIME... You see that title?! ALL TIME!!! Granted you did hold that title... Well you gave it away but you get it don't you?!
Kate: It's okay.. I appreciate you not being interested and I respect what you do. I saw how you beat my friend a couple of weeks ago and I will say I am a fan of your wrestling. The Mikahangelo is actually really amazing. I need to have a match with you at some point.
Mikah looks at Teddy, raising an eyebrow at him. Before she turns her attention back to Kate.
Mikah: Um. Thanks?
She was obviously unsure of how to take the compliment as she didn't get many. With the bombshells having planned to go on strike because of her and all.
Mikah: I'm sure there will be a match in the future for us.
Kate nodded her head as she looked back at Mikah.
Kate: Hey sounds like a plan. Just let it be known the stuff that Crystal said about Despy... I am not down with it. Well I could care less but don't hold what she said against me. I rather focus on breaking arms of every bombshell in the division than to pick a fight over picking on someone like that.
Mikah just simply nods her head.
Mikah: Considering Despy's my only friend in the company, I had to defend him. He's probably the only person that doesn't think I'm the spawn of Satan.
A smirk passes over her features before she shrugs.
Mikah: I can't wait to get the fuck out of Japan. It is horrible here.
Mikah turns her nose up in disgust.
Kate nods her head in agreement as she looks back at Mikah.
Kate: I couldn't agree more with you. What are you doing after the show? Would you like to hit up a bar after we are done here?
Mikah looks at Kate and then looks around before shrugging.
Mikah: I wasn't planning on sticking around, honestly. I was or am going to be getting on a plane and getting the fuck out of Japan...
Teddy: Wow that bad? I don't blame you though it's awful here.
Kate adjusts her title as she smiles at Mikah.
Kate: Catch you in the states?
Kate grins as she extends her hand out to Mikah. Mikah looks at the bombshell roulette champion's hand almost as if she was unsure of what to do with it. Finally after what seems like forever, she shakes Kate's hand.
Mikah: Yes. Cause I most definitely won't be hanging around here.
Mikah had a semi skeptical look on her face.
Kate: Sounds like a plan. We definitely will have to hit up a bar.
Teddy: And enjoy your Mother's Day. We have business to attend too.
Mikah just gives Kate a slightly skeptical look.
Mikah: Well, considering it IS mother's day and I'm NOT around my child, it hasn't been the best of days now has it? But thanks anyways.
Mikah just shrugs her shoulders a bit.
Mikah: Time to catch a flight back to the states.
Kate: Have a safe flight. I'll hit you up on the stateside.
Teddy smiles in return.
Teddy: Adios!
Mikah waves as she adjusts her ring attire bottoms.
Mikah: Ciao.
Mikah smiles a bit before walking away down the hallway. Teddy grins as he looks at her from behind.
Teddy: Wow...
Kate nudges him hard.
Teddy: What was that for?!
Kate just shakes her head as she heads off in a different direction.
The lights in the arena go black as "Freak Like Me"? by Halestorm plays over the sound system. Red strobe lights shine around and thick smoke fills the entrance. A figure emerges from behind the curtain, dressed in a baggy black hoodie. The crowd in attendance gives off a mixed reaction of boos and cheers and applause as the hooded figure moves to the music before she pulls the hood back revealing herself to be Alexis Edwards.
Simone: It looks like Alexis wasn't kidding when she said she'd be here tonight. Apparently she has something to address.
Adams: Or complain about. My guess is she's going to do a lot of her usual complaining!
Simone: I certainly hope not. She does enough of that on Twitter.
Alexis ignores the mixed reaction from the Japanese crowd as she begins making her way to the ring. She has a bit of a scowl on her face as she slowly walks to the ring, focused only on one thing. Once to the ring, she pulls herself up onto the ring apron and steps through the ropes, getting right down to business as she heads over and demands a microphone. Justin Decent hands her a microphone and she heads to the center of the ring, unzips her hoodie and motions for her music to come to an end, and it does a few moments later.
Alexis: In case you're all wondering why I'm out here, let me break it down for you. I said on Twitter yesterday that I'd make an appearance tonight to address a certain something that seems to be going around the SCW universe. I'm going to address a couple of different things actually, but since you Japanese fans are so respectful, it looks like I won't have to demand your attention so let's get down to it shall we?
The crowd applauds her for a moment before quickly quieting down, giving her time to speak. She takes in a deep breath, gathering her thoughts and she runs her free hand through her long hair.
Adams: I'm not used to it being so quiet when she's out here. Normally she has to yell at people to shut up.
Simone: Gotta love the Japanese crowds, Jason.
Alexis: I guess I need to start things off with something that people have been bugging me about for the last few weeks since Blaze of Glory. Something that really is no one's business, but I know how nosey people are around here, and even watching online. Everybody wants to know...What happened with Tim Staggs and where is Celeste North? Hell, I've even heard rumors that they were sneaking around behind my back and ran off together, but I'm here to set a few things straight.
She lowers the microphone a second and looks around the crowd, smiling in amusement for a moment until she raises the microphone to speak again.
Alexis: First off, Tim and Celeste weren't sneaking around behind my back and never have. They didn't run off together either so those rumors can just stop right now. I talked to Celeste just the other day and she seems pretty content with sticking around back in the states. She just decided to take a bit of a break for a while to deal with some things. She might come back...she might not. Either way, it's her decision so people can quit asking about her or making assumptions on where she is.
Adams: I'm more curious about Tim Staggs and what is going on with him!
Simone: I think we're about to get some insight into where he's at.
Alexis lowers the microphone again and closes her eyes. The subject of Tim Staggs seems to be a bit of a sore one at the moment so she has to gather her thoughts carefully before talking about him. She takes a few moments before she opens her eyes and brings the microphone back to her lips to speak.
Alexis: Now to the person on everybody's mind...Tim. Where's Tim? What happened to him? Is he really in rehab? Is he in jail? So many questions, but all I can tell you people is this...It's none of your God damned business! It seems that because of one Mr. Tommy Knocks, Tim is always mentioned on the Hotwire every week, so the rumors keep spinning and they just won't die down. Don't worry about where Tim is, because I can assure you people, he's just fine. If Tim or his family wanted you to know what was going on, they'd let you know. So, until then...just shut the hell up about him. And that goes out to Tommy Knocks, too.
Adams: Well...that wasn't helpful at all!
Simone: I wasn't expecting it to be.
Alexis turns and faces the backstage curtain, a grin now growing on her face.
Alexis: Tommy, Tommy, Tommy...I know you're back there somewhere, buddy. I listened to your little radio show on Friday so I know you're in Japan this week and I sure as hell know you wouldn't pass up the chance to be at Climax Control this week, so now I need to speak directly to you. I have a feeling you're not gonna like what I have to say and you're probably even going to rip on me for it on this week's Hotwire, but like you...I don't give a fuck.
She lets out a chuckle before she walks over to the ropes and rests her arms on the top rope, facing the microphone directly towards her.
Alexis: I know mentioning the rumors is part of your whole deal and part of the Hotwire, but let me make something clear to you, Tommy. Unless you hear that shit directly from me? Don't bother mentioning it on the show, because i I wanted it to be made public, I'd come out and say it all. I don't exactly appreciate rumors being spread around about me, so any time a little birdie speaks into your ear something they heard about me, or think they saw or whatever? Just don't mention it, okay? Save that little spot for people who actually want the damn attention, because there are plenty of attention whores in this place.
She takes a step back from the ropes, nods and takes in a deep breath.
Alexis: Now...that being said, it seems that I need to address that little rumor from this past week since everybody is wondering about it now. So...am I looking into a way out of my contract? Am I so bored with wrestling now that Tim and Celeste aren't around at the moment that I'm just sick of it all and want out?
The crowd remains silent, waiting for her to answer. She looks around before she rolls her eyes.
Alexis: Do you people really think that I'd be travelling all around Japan when I'm not booked if I was actually looking to get out of my damn contract? Would I show up here if I was that damn tired of it all? Hell no! I'm just waiting for my next damn match and not wasting my time heading back home and suffering the jet lag with travelling to and from the States and Japan so damn much! If I wanted out of my contract, I would have gotten out of it a few weeks ago and said to hell with this damn tour, but I didn't. So...to all you gossip whores...To Tommy Knocks and anyone who listens to that shitty show. No...I am NOT looking to get out of my contract, even though I'm sure that's what some of you want. So...you're stuck with me for now. Get the hell over it and keep my name out of your damn mouths, because I'm tired of it.
Her expression quickly turns more agitated.
Alexis: Now, if you'll all excuse me, I have more important things to do than waste my time talking in front of a crowd that doesn't even understand me. Maybe I'll see you all next week. Maybe I won't. That's up to the bosses and whether or not they actually book me in a damn match.
She drops the microphone without another word and exits the ring. She heads backstage to the same mixed reaction with applause and boos, but she again ignores them all as she disappears backstage.
Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall and is for the Internet Championship... introducing first from Las Vegas, Nevada... he is the current internet champion.... RAGE.
fMonster by Skillet starts to play over the sound system, as thick smoke and red strobe lights flash near the backstage entrance. The music plays for several seconds before the Sin of Wrath, Rage, appears from behind the curtain. His manager, Synn, stands on one side of him, while his valet, and fellow Seven Deadly Sins stablemate, Kittie, stands on the other. They stand at the entrance for a few moments before Rage raises his clenched fist above him, eliciting several cheers from the crowd. He makes his way to the ring with a dark almost demonic look on his face. Once he gets to the ring, he pulls himself up to the apron, using the second rope, then steps over the top rope to enter the ring. Synn and Kittie take their place on the outside of the ring as Rage looks to the backstage entrance. His music dies down and he waits for his opponent to enter.
Justin: And his opponent... hailing from Moscow, Russia... Dmitri
The lights go out and we can hear acoustic guitars start to play Devil's Work through the arena and later followed by the double singing of Uncle Acid and the Deadbeats when Dmitri walks out to the arena, all dressed in black or brown leather pants, a white blouse with his top buttons opened up. We see a candle burn on the titan tron as his name emerges. His eyes is piercing through the entire arena, as if he is searching for someone to drain his bloo from. Lights emerge throughout the crowd as he starts to walk towards the ring, everywhere he walks the spotlight follows him. Allowing him to be the only one that is in the light while the rest of the arena is in complete darkness (except for the lights from the crowd). He finally gets on the ring apron as he once again looks through the entire crowd before entering the ring and straight away get in the face of his opponent as he is already in the ring) as his music dies out.
DING DING DING
Dmitri and Rage go to lock up , but Rage dodges and locks in a waist lock on Dmitri before lifting him up and bringing him down onto the mat, where Rage rolls himself and Dmitri over until they reaches the ropes, as Dmitri grabs hold of them as the ref forces Rage back, allowing Dmitri to get to his feet.
Once to his feet, Dmitri charges at Rage, but Rage drops to the mat, laying himself flat on the mat, where Dmitri hops over him and as he comes back Rage leaps over him, as Dmitri hits the ropes and as he comes back, he turns and Rage bounces off the ropes and hits a shoulder block, taking Dmitri down.
Simone: Good solid start here... both showing their strength and agility.
Adams: But Rage getting the early upper hand.
Dmitri climbs back to his feet and charges at Rage, but Rage grabs him and picks him into a fireman's carry, but Dmitri counters out of it before stumbling backwards, where sees this and charges at Dmitri and clothesline him over the ropes and onto the floor below. Dmitri slowly gets to his feet, as Rage climbs out of the ring and goes to grab Dmitri, but instead Dmitri grabs him and throws him into the announce table.
Adams: INCOMING!!
Adams and Simone quickly move out of the way, as Rage crashes onto the announce table but not breaking it, as Dmitri moves in and shoves Belinda's chair out of the way and begins to punch and kick the fallen Rage, before grabbing his hand and then dragging him to his feet, before throwing him back onto the announce table, but Dmitri grabs Rage and pulls him off before pulling him back to his feet and throwing him back into the ring and following him close behind.
Simone: Dmitri is really punishing Rage here.
Adams: Well his mind has been pretty much on Casey Williams this week and I think he is just venting his frustrations onto Rage.
Simone: Does he have to take it out on our table?
Adams: At least it didn't break.
Once inside the ring, Dmitri doesn't get to a stand base but instead crawls to Rage and delivers several hard punches to the face of Rage, before making way to his feet and then brings down a boot to the chest of Rage. Dmitri then sits Rage up and delivers several hard shots to the chest before backing away for a moment but comes running in with a boot to the face.
Adams: With all of Dmitri's dominance in these early exchanges, he puts an exclamation mark on it with a big boot to the face.
Simone: I doubt it will slow Rage down.
Dmitri goes for a pin...
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Kickout...
Simone: As I said... a boot won't slow Rage down.
Dmitri shakes his head and mounts Rage, where he delivers several punches to his face, before climbing off him and grabbing him and pulling him to his feet, where he hits a few punches before whipping Rage into the ropes and as Rage comes back Dmitri tries to finish him off with the clothesline from hell but Rage ducks and he hits the ropes and as Dmitri turns, Rage hits a spear on Dmitri.
Adams: What a spear!
Simone: Certainly a move that we don't see from Rage at all. But he really does need to get back into this match otherwise he will lose his title.
Rage sits on his knees for a few moments, as he rubs his face as well as chest, but quickly shrugs it off and crawls to Dmitri, where he hits back with a few punches of his own before sitting Dmitri up and proceeds to wrap his arms around Dmitri's neck and locks in a sleeper hold.
Adams: The tide is turning into Rage's favour as he looks to slow Dmitri down here.
Dmitri tries to fight out, but Rage just tightens the hold, as the ref asks if Dmitri wants to give up but says no as he claws at Rages arms, as Rage demands the ref to keeping ask Dmitri if he wants to give up but each times he says no, as Dmitri tries to fight but with the restriction of air, his strength is quick to fade. As the ref grabs Dmitri's hand and raises it once and it falls, as Rage screams at him to go quicker, but is ignored, as the ref once more raises Dmitri's hand and it again falls to the mat and for the final time, the ref raises Dmitri's hand and this time it doesn't fall and he keeps it up and begins to fight, where he swings his elbows into the torso and head of Rage, who's grip lessons. Dmitri continues to do this and slowly fights to knees where he gives one final swing, which connects to Rage and Rage lets go and Dmitri rolls away to recover.
Simone: Just when you thought Dmitri is down and out... he somehow fights back.
Adams: He has nothing to lose and wants to claim a big scalp.
Meanwhile Rage rubs is head and his ribs, before slowly making his way to his feet and approaches Dmitri and goes to pick him up, but Dmitri surprises Rage and rolls him up into a small package.
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Kickout.
Adams: The match was almost over there.
Rage kicks out with authority, as Dmitri quickly rolls himself out of the ring away from Rage, as Rage gets to his knees and glares at Dmitri who sits on the mat on the outside with a smirk, Rage slaps the mat in frustration, as he gets to his feet and climbs to the outside of the ring, where Dmitri scrambles to his feet and Rage chases after him. They do a circuit of the ring, before Dmitri slides into the ring and Rage follows in after him, but Dmitri has him scouted and hits an elbow drop the back of Rage.
Simone: Don't want to get too frustrated... it will only end up with you making mistakes.
Adams: Like the elbow drop just then.
Simone: Yup.
Rage holds his back, as Dmitri gets back into his feet and begins to stomp on the body of Rage before grabbing Rage's legs and dragging him to the centre of the ring and then begins to tie up and lock in the Texas cloverleaf. Rage grunts and growls from the pain, as he shakes his head as he pushes himself up and begins to pull himself towards the ropes very slowly, as he stops for a moment before continuing on and eventually getting to the ropes and grabs them.
Adams: Rage isn't about to relinquish his title... he is fighting hard to get free.
The ref informs Dmitri that Rage has reached the ropes, but ignores the demand and keep the move locked in, but the ref quickly starts to count and only then Dmitri breaks the hold and back away while glaring at the ref.
Simone: Dmitri doesn't look to happy being told to let go.
Adams: I wouldn't be either.
Dmitri turns back to Rage and grabs him and pulls him to his feet, where he whips Rage into the turnbuckle, where he then goes to follow up with a clothesline, but Rage ducks out of the way and Dmitri crashes into the ropes. Dmitri turns and Rage grabs Dmitri and hits a German Suplex, Rage gingerly gets back to his feet and begins to stomp on Dmitri over and over, before pulling him to his feet, where he whips Dmitri into the ropes and goes for the Rage Slam (Argentine Sidewalk Slam), but Dmitri somehow counters into a DDT.
Adams: Dmitri should have kept his eye on Rage.
Simone: Rage almost got the upper hand, but Dmitri just countered the Rage Slam.
Dmitri slowly makes his way to his feet and instead of going for the pin, he grabs Rage and pulls him to his feet, where he locks in the Million Dollar Dream Sleeper hold on Rage, where Rage begins to fight instantly, but the opening lyrics and guitar rift to Five Finger Death Punch's "Jekyll and Hyde" suddenly start to blast through the speakers, as Casey Williams saunters out from behind the curtain and slowly makes his way down the ramp. Dmitri turns with Rage still in the sleeper hold and is instantly distracted by his foe, he lets go of Rage, who drops to the mat gasping for air, as Dmitri goes to the ropes and shouts at Casey.
Simone: Casey has no reason to be out here...
Adams: Oh but he does... and Dmitri just got suckered in by the distraction.
Stopping at the bottom of the ramp Casey, Casey smiles and waves at Dmitri, as Dmitri screams and shouts at Casey, as Rage notices the distraction and take in some air, and he gets to his feet and grabs Dmitri and spins him round and grabs him around the throat, as Dmitri does the same thing.
Adams: Both men trying for a chokeslam here.
Casey climbs onto the ropes and shouts at Dmitri and goes to climb into the ring. Seeing this Dmitri boots Rage in the gut before grabbing his hand and whips him into the ropes as well as Casey before hitting the Shut the Coffin (Chokeslam-ish) and then goes for the pin.
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Justin: You winner of this match and NNNEWW Sin City Wrestling Internet Champion.... Dmitri.
Dmitri's music hits over the Pa as he stands to his feet and is handed the Internet champion, where he raises it high, before going to where Casey is laying on the mat and raises the belt high and brags about his win. He stares at the ring announcer as he demands a microphone to speak.
Dmitri: I told the world, that I would do what I just did in my own pace. I do what I desire to do, I do not go out and do what others expect me to do and the worst part of it all is people... I do enjoy what I do.
Simone: He's the champ, it's hard to disagree with him.
Dmitri: And whether it is Casey, whether it is Rage, whether it is anyone out there on our roster... I will inflict pain, I will inflict misery and I will enjoy ever single moment of it... Unfortunately for each and everyone out there, I don't intend to share the pleasure with you...
Adams: He's a freak!!!!
Dmitri turns his attention towards Adams, as if he has heard him and smiles.
Dmitri: Freak or not, I intend to hold on to this championship title as a trophy of some sorts, a trophy of your misery to believe that you are the most superior entity on this planet... the championship of where phantasy can become reality as on the Internet everything is possible... and the championship belt what will make me the most talked about person on the net... and that's something that neither Casey or you Rage can do about it to put an end to it....Until next time.... Goodbye.....
With that Dmitri drops the microphone as he slides through the ring as his music hits and the newly crowned Internet champion has made his presence felt.
The scene opens backstage just shortly after the Rage/Dmitri match where we see Amy, Joey, Jessie and Jake and Shane walking and talking about her upcoming Internet championship match against Melody in a short while, where Amy and Natalie are banned from ringside.
Amy: I'm sorry I can't join you.
Jessie: As I said on twitter, it's probably better to barred from ringside, because I can prove that I can this without help and on my own.
Amy: As I said it's fine.
As they round corner, they bump into Melody and Natalie, who were probably having the exact same conversation and right away the tension was there.
Melody: Oh look... its rusty crusty and her loser friend.
Natalie chuckles.
Jessie: Oh look its Melody and her steroid freak friend.
Amy, Jessie, Melody and Natalie all look at each other waiting for the next insult to come flying in, but instead all four begin to brawl with Amy and Natalie trading shots, while Melody and Jessie take aim at each other and they shove each other and then begin to trade shots, as security comes rushing in and splitting everyone up.
Shane: Come on Jessie, back away... save it for the ring.
Jessie struggles for a bit before stopping and putting her hands up, with Melody realising the same thing also stops and allows security to pull her away, however, Amy and Natalie continue to struggle as they Kickout at one another as security drags them away.
Joey: Amy enough!
Joey berates Amy, as he helps security drag Amy back leaving Melody and Jessie, while the other lot of security drag Natalie away. The scene quickly fades out on Melody and Jessie waiting for their match, but with security watching them like a hawk making sure no other brawls break out.
Connor is walking down the hall with a smile on his face as he approaches the locker room of J2H.
Connor Murphy: I hope he is ready for tonight. Otherwise all this work I went through will be for nothing.
Connor moves closer and then pulls something from the box. As he does, he slams his fist against the door then puts the object on the floor about four feet away. Leaving what looks like a very realistic duck in a bright pink ribbon, Connor rushes around the corner as he hears the door open to reveal J2H. the duck moves towards him and in a very loud babylike voice loudly says...
Tink the Robot Duck: Daddy J2H wuvs his wittle Tink!
J2H looks at the duck who keeps repeating the comment then looks either way down the hall. He reaches for the duck as he shakes his head.
J2H: Crazy Melody
Tink the Robot Duck: Daddy J2H wuvs his wittle Tink!
The duck starts to get louder as J2H begins to search for an off switch to no avail. Finally frustrated as the duck keeps talking, he notices there is a note on the pink ribbon.
J2H: What the hell!!
J2H reads the card, anger beginning to cross his face.
J2H: Connor Murphy!! That son of a bitch...
J2H pitches the duck across the hall to slam against the wall. The duck falls broken to the floor as J2H slams his way back into his locker room. It continues to call out in the loud babylike voice.
Tink the Robot Duck: Daddy wuvs his wittle Tink!
"Assassin" by: Muse plays and Lucy Seraphina comes out. A smile is on her face as she spins a mic around in her hand. Lucy walks down the ramp and slides into the ring. Her music is cut off as Lucy is in the middle of the ring.
Simone: Lucy is in a great mood!
Adams: Of course, she knows who is going to be teaming with her till Mel gets back and she shocked the world and beat Mikah earlier!
Lucy: Hello Okayama, Japan!
The crowd pops and Lucy laughs.
Lucy: You all know why I'm out here. I know the world is bu
ing with rumors of who is taking the spot of Melanie Gabrielle. Oh you don't have to wait any longer. Ladies and Gents before she comes out here let me tease you on it.Adams: Oh c'mon! Don't block us.
Simone: You were about to say something dirty weren't you?
Lucy: This girl is a two time tag team champion; she was the playboy cover girl in October two thousand and twelve ?
Adams: We're getting another playboy girl?! YES! YES! YES!
Simone: Calm down!
The crowd cheers loudly.
Lucy: From Paris, France, she is my older half-sister. She's our "Angel of Destruction"! Ladies and Gentlemen I give to you...Uriella Abaddon!
"Get the Devil out of Me" by: Delain starts to play and Uriella walks out from behind the curtain. The crowd cheers loudly and Uriella waves to them.
Simone: Oh my God!
Adams: Hubba-hubba!
Uriella walks down the ramp and gets into the ring. Lucy hands her the mic. Uriella puts the mic up to her mouth but the crowd is chanting "Uri-chan" and Uriella waits for them to calm down. Lucy vanishes to give Uriella the ring.
Uriella: Bonjour.
Again the crowd cheers.
Uriella: You know I get tired of not being booked. I'm so tired of sitting back and not being in the ring. I'm tired of feeling that I should retire and for what? I have so much more to do and you can believe that! So after Mel had told me about her being pregnant, she called me into her office in Denmark. She says to me "Uri, I want you to take my place." And I said "Are you sure?" and she replies "Ja, I'm sure. You don't get enough credit for what you do. I want you and Lucy to take the charge at SCW." And so I'm here. We kept it under wraps and well look what happened. You all are going insane that I'm here. I have to say thank you for that!
Simone: I didn't see this coming
Adams: We would figure that Rachel would be here!
Uriella: I'm here to kick some asses and I know some ladies in the back won't like me and that's fine. I can be a fun person to be around but you get on my bad side and well... you never know what side of me can come out.
Uriella laughs and winks.
Uriella: I want to thank you guys for allowing me to come to SCW and be a part of this. I won't let any of you down. Most people know me as "The French Angel" but not anymore...not anymore. For those who don't know my last name is Abaddon and, for those who don't know that is the name of the Angel of destruction. I guess maybe it's time for me to bring my own fashion of it. It's the "Wisdom Angel" and I, here for the Angel Clan. Let's rock.
"Get The Devil Out Of Me" starts to play again and Lucy and Uriella smile for the crowd before leaving the ring
Backstage, the reigning World Tag Team Champions, Ben Jordan and Jamie Dean, are seen conversing backstage with one another at the coffee station, each with a cup of steaming java in their hands. Their topic of discussion is interrupted, however, at the arrival of Tour Despy...
Despayre: Oo! Here we have two very special guests! This is Ben and Jamie!
He looks from the two men to his mom and grandma, nodding.
Despayre: Ben and Jamie are the Tag Champions! The very same titles I held with Gabriel ... an' Rage ... an' Bernie!
He turns back to the two champions who both have smiles on their faces.
Despayre: Guys, this is my mom and grandma!
The champions graciously stand up in the presence of two ladies, and they offer their hands out.
Ben: Pleasure, ma'am.
The always charming Cockney King says as he shakes the hand of first Margaret, and then Victoria.
Margaret: Thank you, it's a delight. Joshy here has told us a lot about you.
Despayre: Wait...
Despayre looks back and forth between them until he asks his mom.
Despayre: You mean you can see him too?
Margaret looks slightly baffled, not knowing of her son's complete belief that Cockneys aka Ben Jordan, are purely superstitious characters, completely made up. Despayre looks back to Ben and eyes him up and down.
Despayre: Hunh!
Jamie, meanwhile, is shaking Victoria's hand and she eyes him with scrutiny.
Victoria: Jamie, you look very familiar. Have you ever been in a movie?
Jamie slowly turns his head to look at Ben.
Jamie: Do you want to take this one or shall I?
Ben throws his hands up in the air and shakes his head. Jamie turns to try and explain as diplomatically as he might, but then clamps his mouth shut and shakes his head.
Jamie: Nope!
We cut to the backstage area and it is there where we are able to see the one and only Teddy Steele. Teddy smiles as he looks into cameras as he flicks his hair through his long hair.
Teddy: Hey everyone this is the one and only Teddy Warren-Steele, and if you don't know me by now. I am represent Public Relations from the greatest movie studio in the entire world Rose Productions! I am the husband of the GREATEST SUBMISSIONIST BOMBSHELL TO EVER STEP FOOT INSIDE OF A SCW RING in Kate Steele and of course I am so happy to support the one and only Crystal Millar!
Crystal Millar appears on screen and she is dressed up in a Sailor Moon cosplay. She isn't alone as she has her teenage daughter Brittany with her, and Brittany seems to be dressed up as Sailor Mini Moon.
Crystal &
Brittany: MOON PRISM POWER!!!!!!! MAKE UP!!!!!!!!!!!
Teddy: THAT'S RIGHT BOW BEFORE THE GREATEST AND MOST AMAZING MOVIE STAR, ACTRESS, POP STAR, AND COSPLAYER TO EVER STEP FOOT IN SCW... SHE'S AMAZING... SHE'S EVERYTHING!!!
Brittany: God shut up! You talk too much... Besides if there's anyone that's going to be talking on this very special Mother's Day it's going to be me! Just look at my mother... Who here can stop her in this company?
Crystal: I can enjoy this whole Mother's Day thing... I have two people that can put me over that I don't have to say anything carry on.
Brittany: Like my mother is soooooo great. She's the moon princess. Beauty of course she has that.
Crystal: Oh I know...
Brittany: Does everything always go upstairs? No not really...I mean she's great though. She could be your next champion although she pretty much made a pretty idiotic move when she decided to pick on Despy... Like how could someone be sooooo mean to someone so nice. He's my favorite wrestler and if you are listening to me... Can I have an autograph please.
Crystal stares daggers into Brittany.
Crystal: Excuse me? What did you say?! You take that back.
Brittany: Shut it meatball head. Despy is so awesome. So dreamy I WANT AN AUTOGRAPH!!!! Also as I was saying mommy dearest is so great to the point that she only CHOKED three times in a row to Mikah... Yet my mom is the one who claims she's the best ever.
Crystal: BRITTANY SHUT UP...
Brittany: Never! How could you pick on my favorite wrestler. He's so dreamy and...
Crystal angrily stomps her way towards Brittany but her daughter grabs a handful of Crystal's hair as she yanks down hard on it.
Crystal: OWWWWW LET ME GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Teddy: Ladies, ladies.. .Calm down both of you... Tonight is a special night and we have much to address. Such as last week which I.,.. Yessssss I get special camera time. You saw the card... it said what does Teddy think about what his wife did last week to Cindy. How does he feel with what happened to his sister in law... HOW DO I FEEL?! HOW DO I FEEL?! I feel like that stupid blonde twat stuck her nose where it didn't belong. My wife deserves all of the respect and just because she or her little comrade in Candy Overton could never find their way to SCW gold doesn't mean you have to confront my wife on her change of attitude. There's a reason why she prides herself on being the best submissionist and that's what she showed. You got a problem with her... She will break your arm, and Zuri you want a shot at my wife? You have the Roulette title in your sights... The Warren clan will be happy to accept. Just another arm that will end up getting broken...
Teddy smiles evilly.
Teddy: Or choked out... Siren's Song will get you choked out... Just like that.
Crystal: And tonight all of Japan will be behind THEIR HERO... As the true Sailor Scout of SCW will have to go against the Queen of the MegaVerse. Someone doesn't like me with the blatant bias booking. Referees like Jasmine placing their hands on me. Trying to feed me to Mikah and now they have me booked against that THING TONIGHT?! But it doesn't matter. I will bounce back... Line up whoever I will knock them down. For I am Crystal Millar. Sailo...
Brittany: SAILOR MINI MOON... Here to take the spotlight from my mother on this special Mother's Day and have her get upset....
Brittany smiles as she walks away as Crystal runs after her.
Crystal: STOP TAKING MY SPOTLIGHT!!!!
Brittany: ANYBODY SEE MY FAVORITE WRESTLER DESPY?! I WANT AN AUTOGRAPH! PREFERABLY OF THE POSTER I MADE OF HIS TWEET ABOUT MY MOM LOOKING LIKE AN ANIMAL AFTER MAKEUP!
Crystal begins to get angry as she runs after Brittany. Teddy shakes his head walking away.
Justin: The following contest is for one fall and is for the SCW Bombshell Internet championship, introducing first, The challenger...
The cameras scan back to ring side while the lighting in the arena dims down to nothing. In the background a techno bass drum solo comes to life on the personal address system, before an array of bright coloured lights start flickering sporadically. "I'm laid back, I'm feeling this"? sounds, alerting the crowd to the beginning of let's get ridiculous by Red Foo. As the arena comes to life with a night club vibe the lighting at the top of the ramp picks up. Rushing out from behind the black curtains out pops Melody Grace who is wearing her all black leather wrestling attire she debuted at Blaze Of Glory. Making a direct Beeline for the centre of the stage Melody stops and twirls around, her back now faces the crowd as she pops the collar on her black leather jacket before turning her head back playfully.
Justin: Making her way to the ring, weighing in at one hundred and twenty nine pounds, from St. Helena California she is Sin City Wrestling's Little Miss Sunshine Meeeeeellloooody Grrraaaaacee!!!
The fans come to life with cheers as now on top of the stage Melody twirls around to face them. She quickly blows her fans kisses before she starts to skip her way down towards the ring. Melody finally reaches the ring steps that she quickly runs up. She walks along the ring apron and enters the ring by stepping over the middle rope, entering the ring slowly giving some of the male fans a little something extra to cheer about. Once inside the ring Melody makes her way around the six sided ring waving wildly at the fans, while dancing unable to contain her excitement.
Justin: And her opponent...
The opening chords to "Imperium" by Machine Head are heard over the speakers and the lights dim, as the song picks up in speed strobe lightning flashes across the arena to the beat of the drums until....
"HEAR ME NOW!!!!!"
Justin: From Miami, Florida. Weighing in at one hundred and twenty pounds, she is the SCW Bombshell Internet champion, she is Jessie Salco!
The first lyrics are screamed by Rob Flynn as the lights come back on and the song kicks into high gear and Jessie steps out from the backstage area with her older brother Jake by her side, the crowd boos her but Jessie ignores them as she makes her way down to ringside, Jessie slides into the ring and throws up the horns as she waits for her opponent.
DING DING DING
As the bell rings, Melody charges at Jessie, taking her off her feet with a double leg take down. She drives her fist in to Jessie's head, followed by a second. Jessie pushes Melody off her and kicks her away with force and gets to her feet. Jessie cuts Melody off with a knee to the gut before Melody can strike again and grabs her by the wrist and whips her off the ropes. Melody charges back and ducks under Jessie and hits the other rope. As Melody bounces back, she knocks Jessie down with a vicious clothesline. Jessie quickly gets back to her feet but Melody runs at her and jumps in the air, knocking Jessie down to the canvas with a superman punch!
Simone: Melody is getting a lot of her frustrations out here.
Adams: She is determined, but this pace is a pace Jessie is suited to.
Jessie gets back to her feet and Melody drives her fist in to Jessie's face, driving her back in to the corner. Melody charges at Jessie, jumping in the air for a splash but Jessie catches her, steps out and drops backwards, bouncing her head off the top turnbuckle. Melody stumbles around but Jessie uses the ropes as a springboard, jumps around in mid air and smashes Melody in the face with a forearm smash!
Adams: Melody's perfect teeth might not be so perfect anymore.
Melody hits the canvas hard and crawls towards the rope, hanging herself on the middle rope as she gasps for air. Jessie moves over towards Melody and picks up her legs before viciously kicking her in the gut. She drops Melody's legs and moves behind her, putting her knee across Melody's back and forces her down across the ropes. Drew starts to count but Jessie releases at four and pulls Melody back up, planting an elbow in to the side of Melody's head. Melody stumbles around but Jessie moves behind Melody and grabs her head, pulling her in to a reverse DDT and jumps in the air, hanging for a few seconds before dropping backwards and driving the back of Melody's head in to the ground. Jessie pulls herself on top of Melody and goes for the cover! Drew Patton drops down to make the count.
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Melody forces her shoulder up.
Adams: Melody's dreams nearly disappeared just like that.
Melody rolls away but Jessie stomps on Melody. She brings the young woman to her feet and chops her across the chest but Melody fires one back. Melody pulls her arm back again and fires one at Jessie, but Jessie fires back one of her own. Melody and Jessie stand in the middle of the ring trading simultainious chops at each other, each one faster than the last.
Adams: My eyes can't keep up with this stuff.
Melody stops and sidesteps, catching Jessie off guard. Jessie turns towards Melody but Melody takes her down with a split legged jawbreaker. The crowd burst in to cheers as Melody rubs the top of her head and stands up. Melody bounces off the ropes and jumps and connects with a running leg drop across Jessie's chest. The fans cheer and Melody smiles towards them before getting to her feet. She pulls Jessie to her feet before lifting her in a sidewalk slam position and dropping her across her knee with a backbreaker. Melody stays in that position and holds Jessie's legs in place, before putting her hand on her chin and forcing her down in a kneeling bow and arrow.
Simone: Seeing a technical side from Melody now.
Melody stands up and moves away from Jessie, waiting for Jessie to get back to her feet, as she does, Melody swings her leg around and connect with a chick kick to the jaw! Jessie crumbles to the mat but Melody looks towards the top rope and points, causing the crowd to cheer.
Simone: It's go big or go home time.
Melody moves to the corner and pulls herself on to the second rope. She shakes her head and climbs on to the top rope and faces the ring. Melody dives off with a fist drop and catches Jessie in the head!
Adams: She went big!
Melody pulls herself over Jessie and goes for the cover. Drew Patton drops down to make the count.
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Jessie kicks up!
Simone: Just a hair away from a victory!
Melody looks around the crowd and pulls Jessie to her feet. She pushes Jessie back against the ropes and attempts to whip her to the other side. Jessie reverses it and Melody bounces off the ropes. As she come back, Jessie lifts her with a backbody drop, sending her flying over the top rope and crashing to the floor.
Adams: Wow, that was one hell of a spill for Melody.
Drew looks over at Melody, standing in front of her as she slowly gets to her feet. He puts his head through the middle ropes to check on her. Jessie smirks as she sees Melody get to her feet and runs to the ropes. As she comes back, she plants her hands on Drew's back and flips over, cannonballing over the top rope and in to Melody!
Simone: What a risk.
Adams: And Drew giving her an assist.
The Japanese fans cheer and applaud as Jessie gets to her feet first. She grabs Melody by the head and throws her in to the ring. Jessie moves to the corner outside the ring and climbs to the top rope from the outside and waits. She looks down at Melody and dives off the top rope with a senton bomb, crushing down on Melody!
Adams: Jessie could have this one here!
Jessie scrambles herself over Melody and hooks the leg. Drew Patton drops down to make the count.
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Melody gets her shoulder up to a gasp from the crowd!
Adams: That was so close!
Jessie's eyes widen as she holds three fingers up to Drew who shakes his head. She pulls Melody to her feet but Melody rolls her in to a small package! Drew Patton drops down to make the count.
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Jessie just kicks up!
Adams: Melody nearly just pulled off the shock of the century!
As they both get to their feet, Jessie takes down Melody with a huge clothesline, the force sending both women down to the canvas. Jessie gets to her feet and waits for Melody. She starts to get to her feet and Jessie jumps towards her but Melody ducks behind Jessie, as Jessie turns around, Melody jumps backwards and nails Jessie in the face with a Pele kick!
Adams: GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! She hit that like it was a ninety eighth minute penalty at The Priestfield.
Simone: No one's gonna get that.
Adams: I bet someone does, like the guy who wrote this.
Simone: Huh?
Melody lays on the canvas breathing hard but slowly gets to her feet, waiting for Jessie to return to hers. As Jessie does, Melody takes Jessie down in a drop toehold and goes for the calf crusher!
Simone: Melody's looking for the MGC!
Before Melody can lock it in, Jessie quickly rolls on to her back and catches her with a solid boot to the face, causing Melody to fall backwards. Jessie scrambles to her feet at the same time as Melody. Melody pulls Jessie in but Jessie wraps up Melody in a head and arm suplex and lifts Melody over, crashing her in to the canvas!
Adams: That was quicker that I could blink!
Jessie gets to her feet and leans over Melody, motioning a title belt around her waist, before moving towards the corner.
Simone: She could be looking for the Wall of Death.
Jessie climbs on the ropes and turns towards the ring, she leaps off.
Simone: Wall of Death!
Adams: No!
At the last second, Melody rolls out of the way and Jessie crashes hard in to the mat. Melody quickly gets to her feet and moves towards the corner. She grabs the top rope and jumps up, bouncing back with a split legged corkscrew moonsault!
Simone: MellyPOP!
Drew Patton drops down to make the count.
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3!
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match AND NEW SCW Bombshell Internet champion, Melody Grace!
Simone: Melody Grace has done it! She's finally added her name to the list of champions in SCW!
Adams: I've never seen someone look so proud to win an SCW championship!
"Let's Get Ridiculous" starts to play and Drew hands Melody the championship belt as she holds it tight to her chest, her eyes welling up with proud tears as she jumps up and down excitedly and holding the title in the air to huge cheers. Her music cuts off, only to be replaced with "Midnight/Tornado."
Simone: Oh no.
Adams: Oh come on boss, don't spoil this for Melody!
Hot Stuff walks out on to the stage slow clapping as Melody stop celebrating and looks towards him. The music fades out and Hot Stuff raises a microphone to his lips.
HS: Now there ladies and gentlemen is what you call a proud champion.
The crowd cheer loudly as Melody flashes a weak smile towards Hot Stuff.
HS: I have never seen someone as happy to hold one of my titles, and it chokes me up inside, it gets me right there.
Hot Stuff points to his heart.
HS: The action was non stop and your fought like a warrior to grab the title from the hands of a worthy champion. Congrats Melody.
Adams: Ummmm, did he have a stroke or something?
HS: The fans loved it, you are clearly enjoying your moment, but now you need to do something for me.
A smile crosses Hot Stuff's face.
HS: You need to give that title back to the rightful champion in that ring, Jessie Salco.
Melody's face drops as the crowd boo.
HS: Like every single card in SCW, it's always subject to change and I decided right before your match that you are not actually worthy of holding that title.
Adams: That's BS! and I ain't talking 'bout Belinda Simone.
HS: I tried to look for you everywhere before the match, I tried my office, I tried the bar, I even tried the men's locker room but you was nowhere to be found.
Simone: How about right behind the curtain jackass!?
HS: Now Drew, take that title and give it to the real champion.
The tears start to flow down Melody's face as Drew uncomfortably and reluctantly takes the title from Melody, mouthing the word "sorry" to her and hand the belt to Jessie, who quickly takes it and rolls out of the ring. She walks up the ramp to boos and past Hot Stuff.
HS: I know you're all wondering why I'm so mean, what did poor innocent little Melody do to deserve this? I saw potential in this woman, I had big plans, I was gonna make her the biggest star in the world, but not for a day could she take work seriously, not once.
Hot Stuff raises his finger to prove a point.
HS: And I tried Melody, I tried so hard to push you in the right direction, I took away those stupid fucking unicorn men to try and push you in a serious way, but no, you had to mess around dressing up like me and acting like a joke. I tried to put you on the right path, I really did and you repaid me with over the top entrances as if that was gonna make me turn around and like you. Not a fucking chance.
Tears roll down Melody's cheeks as she listens to Hot Stuff's words.
HS: No one ever got far in this business by acting so stupid, no one. Tonight could have been your highlight, tonight could have been your crowning achievement, but you had to try and get around the contract terms I sent you. You had to try and be funny when you should be taking a leaf out of the book of the guy who you pine after like a love sick puppy. He was a joke, he was more immature than you are and that's hard to believe, but he was, then he went to my close friend Austin Parker who showed him how to take this seriously, how to improve himself and look where he is. You could have been my pet project Melody, but you fucked around with me, now I'm fucking around with you. This is not a circus and I haven't got a whip or a stupid hat, but I am in control of this place and you'd be smart to think about what your actions have cost you tonight. I hope you enjoyed raising that title above your head, because it's the only time it's gonna happen.
A smirk crosses Hot Stuff's face as Midnight/Tornado plays again and he turns to leave, leaving Melody in tears in the ring.
Adams: This is just wrong.
Simone: Where are you going?
Jason takes off his headset and moves in to the ring to comfort Melody.
Simone: Can we cut somewhere else please?
Standing by a vending machine, the camera turns to see Alex Rush tapping on the front. The crowd cheer seeing him look at the various candy in the machine. He tilts his head looking at what to pick.
Alex: No rolos? Seriously, that's a crime against human nature.
Alex's face lights up with a grin.
Alex: OREOOOOOOOOS---AHHHHHH
He taps on the glass, his finger bouncing back off the glass cover in front of the oreos.
Alex: Hey baby, you're looking mighty fine, what say we go find a quiet place and I put you in my mouth. Neither of us will regret it.
As Alex talks to the oreos inside the machine, he reaches in to his pocket in his tight pants, reaching around but coming up empty.
Alex: Oh donkey bollocks... Which also happened to be me nickname in school... Where's that foldy stuff people call money?
Alex looks at the oreos.
Alex: You'll still be mine baby, just be patient.
Alex reaches in to his other pocket, pulling out a plastic card. He looks at the front of the machine before glance back at the card.
Alex: No room for you my flexible friend.
Alex sighs as he puts the card back in his pocket and crouches down, looking through the glass longingly at the cookies, his hand pressed straight on the glass.
Alex: Someday, you'll be mine, and some day I'll start carrying cash.
Alex turns his head to see the body of a woman standing next to him, only to be seen from her neck down. Alex stares at her chest.
Alex: It's alright love, I can't get the cookies, I don't need the milk.
Alex stands up and the camera moves with him to show the person as Zuri Chastain. A smile breaks out on his face.
Alex: Something proper kinky about a bird who walks around dressed in leather and a mask all the time. It's like she's always ready for action.... Rawr!
Alex put his hand up and pulls them down as if he's mimicking a cat clawing. Zuri slowly turns her head while looking at Alex. She is in that stoic state as her twin sister leans forward a bit.
Blanca Chastain: I wouldn't put your hands that close to her. She won't be responsible for any injury that might occur.
Alex rubs his eyes while seeing the other Chastain sister. Alex feels like he is seeing double.Alex: Blimey, I must be plastered here seeing double. Twice the boobies, twice the fun, innit.
Blanca chuckles at Alex's comment as Zuri still hasn't said a word.
Alex: Didn't know there was so many fit Doris's around here but you two are near the top.
Alex looks towards Zuri.
Alex: She can speak, right?
Blanca just nods her head while waiting for her sister to say something. Zuri is still in that stoic state as she gazes up and down at Alex. She turns her head back towards the vending machine.
Zuri Chastain: You are annoying.
Alex: She speaks! Wicked! I was actually worried you was like a mime in a mask, but that's just mean, I liked it better when you was a mime, mimes are not meant to be mean, mimes are meant to be weird looking but not mean. Who's ever heard of a meanie mimie?
Blanca face palms herself as she can't believe what Alex just said. Zuri once again looks at Alex while turning her body to face him. Zuri lifts her leg up as Alex holds up his hand. Zuri stretches her leg out and kicks the vending machine. Alex's eyes light up as Zuri brushes right past him. Blanca stops and places a hand on to Alex's shoulder.
Blanca Chastain: Next time, watch what you say
Blanca softly taps him on the shoulder before leaving the picture. Alex is left rubbing his head as the vending machine starts to make a noise.
Alex: Watch out! She'd gonna blow...
Alex giggles to himself.
Alex: Hehe blow...
A shit ton of candy comes shooting out of the machine as Alex's eyes widen in excitement.
Alex: Yes! Result! I need to take that woman everywhere, just think of the free candy!
Alex turns his head and yells out in the direction Zuri and Blanca went.
Alex: Cheers cute masked mute lady!
Alex reaches his hand in to the tray and picks out the candy, turning his attention to the oreos.
Alex: It must be fate...
Alex walks off with a huge grin on his face as the camera fades.
Opening up backstage after the dramatic ending to the Bombshell Internet Championship, Melody Grace Carpenter can be found rushing out from behind the black curtains. Her head is down; her face is covered with her long blonde hair. She isn't watching where she is going and suddenly she slams straight into the back of someone. She doesn't even bother to look up she just waves them off before a set of big hands grab onto her flesh, their finger dig into her skin as she tries to fight them off.
Simpson: Ms Grace, please... stop.
Melody instantly stops rumbling around at the sound of Simpson's voice, as she just leans into him. Pressing her head against his chest, her hands come up to cover her face from the prying cameras as she just sobs.
Melody: Why is he so mean to me? Why? I hate him, I hate him.
Simpson just keeps his hands on Melody's shoulders unsure on what to do at first but he gently pats her back. As if to say there, there!
Simpson: Ms Grace, I understand that you're upset, but can I make a suggestion?
Melody just lifts her head up to look at her friend and well her ex's body guard before she runs her eyes wiping the tears away.
Melody: What do you suggest?
Simpson just looked down at her with a crocked smile.
Simpson: Well, you stop crying to begin with; don't let that monster get you down. You know what you need to do and well Ms Grace... if there is anyone alive that can turn this around and make the best out of it, it's you.
Melody: is moving back to Norway an option of making it the best for me?
Simpson: No Ms Grace, you're not moving back to Norway.
She sighed before she pulled away from Simpson, looking up at him confused.
Melody: How can I teach him a lesson tho, he's the boss?
Simpson just lifted his right index finger and pointed at Melody's temple.
Simpson: I'm sure you could think of something Ms Grace.
It was as if as soon as he said those words an idea went off inside her head and a light bulb was now dancing brightly above her head. She reached out to hug Simpson once more before the sound of someone clearing their throat stopped her.
J2H: Well isn't this just fucking cute huh?
J2H steps into the scene with a pissed off look on his face, he looks between Melody and Simpson and back again.
J2H: No please don't stop because I'm here.
Melody just looks at him confused but she just shakes her head from side to side. Looking up at Simpson she sighs before she goes to make her exit. As Melody goes to skip away J2H's voice pulls her back.
J2H: What no hello?
Melody turns back and sarcastically and over the top dramatically waves at him.
Melody: Hiiiiiiiii Budddddddddddyyyyy! Oh wait... we're not buddies or friends... so Hiiiiiiiii J2H.
J2H: Again with the attitude I see, you know what? Fuck it, I don't fucking care.
Melody: You never did.
Before Simpson can step in J2H just smirks at Melody.
J2H: Cute, keep banging that fucking old drum. Now if you don't mind I have a match... maybe you should sit down and take some notes on how a real champion keeps their Gold or better yet why don't you just continue to fantasise about being a champion because we all fucking know that it's never going to happen for you here.
With that said and done, Melody didn't even warrant it with a reply as she just looked horrified that he would be so mean, she just quickly put her head down, turned on her heels and walked off. Simpson went to say something but J2H put his finger up and stopped him.
J2H: Not a fucking word Simpson. I don't want to fucking hear it.
And the scene fades to ringside.
Backstage in the boss's office, "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward is back to work, having thought nothing of what he just did to the ever popular Melody Grace. He is glancing over a fresh, newly inked contract when there's a knock on the door.
Hot Stuff: Who is it?
*Knock! Knock!*
Hot Stuff: I said, who is it!
*Knock! Knock!*
Hot Stuff: God dammit!
Mark kicks back his office chair and stomps around his desk and over to his office door.
Hot Stuff: I SAID who the bloody hell...
He swings the door open and there on the other side is Despayre!
Despayre: It's impolite to shout.
Mark blinks, caught unaware of the sudden appearance of Despayre. he frowns and shakes his head.
Hot Stuff: Despayre? What are you doing here...? You should be getting ready to go out there to...
But before he can finish, Despayre reels his foot back and delivers a solid kick to Hot Stuff's shin that would make a soccer pro proud!
Hot Stuff: BLOODY FUCKING HELL!!!
Mark staggers back and almost falls, clutching his suddenly throbbing shin! Despayre points at him with an uncharacteristic scowl on his young face!
Despayre: THAT was for Melody!
Despayre jutted his chin as if to silently declare "So there!" and he turned about face and marched off, leaving Mark gritting his teeth and clasping his shin!
Sam Marlowe is resting backstage where she has an open Ipad on her lap as she is reading something. Taking a slow breath, she looks up to see a redhead moving towards her with purpose in her step. Rushing to jump off the equipment box, Sam straightens up, a look of surprise on her face.
Sam Marlowe: Moms! What are you doing here?
The redhead envelops Sam in a rather tight hug then pulls away to begin to shake a finger at the Bombshell champion.
Vanessa Marlowe: Why didn't you tell me that you were going to be coming to Japan Samantha? You know that we always spend mother's day with your grandmother and Cynthia told me that you chose to be in Japan instead. So I am here to tell you that it is unacceptable that you didn't come home...
Sam ducks her head for only a moment.
Sam Marlowe: Moms, I had to come to Japan because this is where my job has me for the next few weeks but I left you a message with Cyn...
Vanessa Marlowe continues to shake a finger at Sam. From across the hall, the door to Christian Underwood's office opens to reveal the owner who spies the woman shaking her finger at his bombshell champion. Moving across the hall, he has a rather stern look on his face.
Christian Underwood: I thought you learned your lesson when we filed the injunct...
Sam shakes her head negatively as the older Marlowe turns to look at Christian sternly. His angry voice fades when he realizes it isn't who he thinks it is.
Vanessa Marlowe: Who is this gentleman Samantha? Is this the one that Cynthia keeps telling me you throw yourself at?
Christian Underwood: You are not Cyn Marlowe are you?
Vanessa Marlowe holds out her hand as Sam moves beside her.
Sam Marlowe: Christian, this is my mother...Vanessa Marlowe. Moms, this is my boss...Christian Underwood.
Vanessa Marlowe: You are throwing yourself at your BOSS?
Christian Underwood: No madam, she isn't. And even if she were, she isn't my type if you get my meaning. Nice to meet you Mrs Marlowe, I hope you have a great time here tonight...
Making good his escape, Christian disappears around the corner. Vanessa slips her hand along the arm of her daughter as she turns her to walk down the hall. Sam smiles as she walks along with her mother.
Sam Marlowe: I guess Cyn's still trying to get you to defend your little girl from throwing herself at men. Moms, I am too busy to get involved with anyone. Besides, the only ones that Cyn has a problem with is Christian and I am not his type and Ben...
As if saying his name was magic, a locker room door opens to reveal Ben Jordan who smiles when he spies Sam. Beside her, her mother mutters something about throwing herself at someone that looks like that which only makes her daughter giggle. As he approaches, his smile brightens slightly.
Ben Jordan: What's so funny love?
Sam wipes at her lips as if to erase the giggles she is victim to. Beside her, her mother nudges her in the ribs forcing a soft grunt of pain to escape Sam.
Vanessa Marlowe: Well Samantha, aren't you going to introduce me to this young man? Please, remember your manners
Vanessa smiles and actually bats her eyes at Ben which only forces Sam to try to hold in her laughter more. Leaning closer to Ben, Vanessa holds her hand out for him to take.
Sam Marlowe: Moms, this is my friend Ben Jordan...Ben, this is my mother Vanessa Marlowe...
Ben Jordan: Pleasure to meet you.
Vanessa Marlowe: Definitely a pleasure if you ask me.
Sam rolls her eyes behind Vanessa's back as her mother moves in closer to Ben who backs away slightly. Sam lets a bit of a pleading look come to her eyes.
Sam Marlowe: Need me for anything Ben?
Ben Jordan: Need you for...oh yes, I was hoping you could come and give a butcher's to this photoshoot that Jamie has got us signed up for...
Sam shoots her mother an apologetic look as she motions for her to head towards the arena area.
Sam Marlowe: Moms, I have to help Ben but why don't you go ahead out to watch some of the show then I'll meet you out there.
Vanessa Marlowe: Of course Samantha. Very nice to have met you Ben. And if you ask me Samantha, your sister just might be wrong about throwing yourself at this one, he seems to be very...well we will leave it at that shall we?
Vanessa Marlowe moves off towards the arena with an exaggerated wiggle in her walk as Ben waves farewell. Sam lays her hand on the shoulder of Ben with a bit of a giggle.
Sam Marlowe: Thank you and so sorry about that. Moms has this southern belle tendency to hit on all the males she is introduced to. And she has no filter.
Ben Jordan: No worries, as long as she didn't want to get handy. But I see where you get your friendliness and the dragon's singlemindedness.
The pair watch as Vanessa Marlowe disappears near the gorilla press area.
The scene opens backstage once more, this time by catering, where we see Amy and Joey sitting and talking and watching the ongoing match on the TV, where Amy suddenly stands to her feet, knocking her chair and over making a beeline to whatever caught her eye.
Joey: What is it?
Joey asks, as he turns to see where Amy is heading and in this case, Amy is seen heading towards Natalie McKinley.
Amy: Oi, bitch! Did you think we were done?
Joey: Amy, don't.
Amy ignores Joey and begins to shove Natalie backwards.
Natalie: You shouldn't start something that you're not capable of finishing.
Amy: You and your threats don't scare me.
Amy shoves Natalie again. Natalie retaliates with a shove of her own, and this is where everything quickly kicks off, as Amy takes a swing at Natalie, but Natalie dodges the move and swings at Amy, catching her and busting her lip open, which infuriates Amy and they begin to brawl. However, security is quick to arrive, and Joey and one security guard drags Amy away, while three guys drag Natalie away.
Amy: This isn't finished.
Natalie: Bring it on, you ferch dwp!
Natalie and Amy struggle against the security guys holding them, and Natalie is dragged away, while Amy is dragged back into catering, where Joey tries to calm Amy down. The scene fades out with Natalie kicking and shouting to be let go, while Amy paces back and forth.
The camera showcases a close up shot of the six-sided ring of Sin City Wrestling, where Jasmine St. John stands in the corner, prepared to officiate while ring announcer Justin Decent stands center ring to begin the ceremonies. In the far corner are two young girls, each holding bouquets of flowers.
Simone: We are just moments away from the Main Event of the evening, the match for the World Heavyweight Championship!
Adams: These are the matches the fans here have been waiting for! And this one especially! Not only are we getting the rematch between J2H and Connor Murphy, one on one, but we have a guest too!
The pulsating beat of Orgy's "Opticon" begins to sound over the public address system of the arena. The fans turn their attention to the stage atop the entry ramp and their wait is soon rewarded. Despayre steps out onto the stage, holding his teddy bear, Angel, by the fuzzy arm in one hand, and he they are greeted enthusiastically with cheers.
Adams: See!? It's Despy! ... And Angel!
Simone: Yes... we CAN'T forget the bear.
Despayre holds his teddy bear pal up for the fans, and is rewarded with cheers and chants of "Angel!" "Angel!", and the "duo" begins their descent towards the ringside area. Despayre skips around the ring until he reaches where the announcer's booth is, and Jason gets up and enthusiastically offers a seat.
Adams: Right here Despy!
Despayre is only to giddy to accept the offered seat, placing Angel in the spot of "honor" on the booth in front of him. He is handed a headset and fits it on before smiling...
Despayre: Calling all cars! Calling all cars!
He and Jason both laugh and Belinda rubs her temples.
Simone: This is going to be a LONG match!
Warrior's Code by the Dropkick Murphys begins to play as Connor Murphy comes out on stage, one arm shaking with the beat over his head as the other pulls his cigarette from his lips while holding a red solo cup. Starting down towards the ring, he jokes and smirks at the fans. Connor stops part way around the ring at the announcers table to take one final puff of his cigarette then looks for something to put it out in. With a smirk and a nod at Belinda, he motions putting out the cigarette in her drink only to wave it off and put his glass down on the table and drop the butt into it. Climbing into the ring, he wipes at his nose then smirks for the fans again.
Simone: There he is, the challenger! Connor Murphy! He showcased himself so well at Blaze of Glory V, the bosses knew they had to give him another chance at J2H, this time one on one!
Adams: Yeah but this time he doesn't have Mister TNA to take the fall for him! If J2H wins, that means he loses!
Simone: Brilliant deduction Watson. What do you think, Despayre?
Despayre: I think I feel like Madonna with this thing on my head!
Simone: I had to ask.
The lights in the arena drop out to pitch black, before gold and blue lights flash around the top of the entrance ramp as a heavy guitar rift. P.O.D's "Lights Out" plays and as the lyrics "It goes one for the money homie, two for the show. We tore the roof off this mother now it's time to blow." is sung, J2H confidently walks out on to the stage with Austin Parker. Austin is wearing faded blue jeans, a plaid shirt, cowboy boots and hat, as he walks slightly in front of the shirtless J2H, wearing gold shorts, boots and kneepads with "J2H" written on the back of the shorts. The SCW World Heavyweight championship sits around his waist. J2H looks around the crowd before he walks towards the ring with, a confident look on his face. The lights brighten slightly as he gets closer to the ring, stepping up the steps and through the middle of the ropes and in to the ring. He moves towards the center of the ring, putting his arms to either side as gold pyros spit up from the turnbuckles. J2H look to the sky before looking down and round the fan, cockiness dripping from the young man. He turns to his opponent, looking him up and down before the match starts.
Simone: And there he is, J2H!
Adams: The champ!
Despayre: MY buddy!
Simone: You keep claiming that and he keeps denying it.
Adams: It's like Despy tells us, it's all kayfabe!
Simone: I really think it'd be better if you just accept... oh forget it. Let's go to the ring!
Justin: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is for the World Heavyweight Championship!
The crowd applauds.
Justin: Introducing first, the challenger! From Ottawa, Ontario, Canada, weighing one hundred and eighty five pounds ... Connor Murphy!
Connor remains poised in his corner as the crowd applauds with scattered cheers as ribbons are thrown into the ring!
Adams: What's with the ribbons?
Simone: It's a showing of respect over here.
Despayre: Ribbons? Why don't they throw gift cards or a nice fruit basket?
Justin: His opponent is accompanied to the ring by Austin Parker. From Beverly Hills, California, weighing in at one hundred and seventy five pounds, he is the SCW World Heavyweight Champion, he is J2H!
The cheers intensify as a multitude of ribbons cascade from the fans and into the ring as J2H steps from his corner, holding the World title belt in one hand over his head!
Adams: I can't get over the fans here CHEERING for J2H!
Despayre: Why for? He's the champ!
Simone: Indeed, and over here, that's what matters to the fans.
As ringside attendants clear the ribbons from the ring, the two young girls from earlier each approach champion and challenger, presenting them with the traditional bouquets of respect towards the champion and challenger. Connor accepts his and sets it in his corner, while J2H looks at his and then the crowd as if to ask "Are you fucking KIDDING me?" and he drops the bouquet to the mat and kicks it out of the ring!
Simone: That disrespectful little...!
Despayre: Careful now!
The crowd is now booing the act and J2H just holds his arms out, calling out to them.
Adams: If anyone can get the fans here in Japan to boo him, it's the champ!
The ring is cleared and under Jasmine's directions, Austin exits the ring, clapping J2H on the back. The belt is handed over to the official and she raises it high for all sides of the arena to see. The fans cheer and applaud!
Adams: There's nothing better than a championship match!
Despayre: Sure there is! Cupcakes!
Jasmine passes the belt to the outside and she calls for the bell.
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
At at the sound of the opening bell, both champion and challenger emerge from their corners and lock up in the center of the ring straight away! They struggle only for a brief moment before Connor's slight size advantage allows him to force J2H back up against the ropes, forcing Jasmine to call for the break. Before she can even begin to count, Connor breaks and backs away, before J2H has the chance to take a cheap shot at the challenger.
Simone: I have to admit that I'm a little surprised Connor didn't take advantage of having the champion caught in the ropes.
Adams: I know! He's not above a cheap shot every now and then!
J2H glares at Connor and then turns to Jasmine and grabs his hair, telling the official that there was a pull of the hair. Jasmine frowns but looks to Connor who ignores the accusation.
Despayre: Hey if MY PAL said it, then it must be true!
The two combatants circle the ring, staring each other down before they lock up again. Again, Connor is able to back the champion into the ropes, but J2H pivots and turns the tables, pinning Murphy against the ropes instead. Jasmine jumps in and issues her count...
1...
And to the surprise of many, J2H breaks clean!
2...
3...
4...
Simone: I don't believe it!
Despayre: How come? James is an A-Okay Joe!
Adams: Is THAT what the J stands for now?
J2H has an arrogant smirk on his face as he backs up several steps, then holds his hand out to Connor in a gesture of good sportsmanship.
Simone: Surely Connor wouldn't fall for this!
Connor looks at his hand warily, then out to the fans. After a brief pause, Connor extends his own hand to accept when J2H quickly uses his extended hand to bitch slap Murphy across the face!
Simone: I knew it!
Despayre: Me too! Chris owes me a quarter for the swear jar now!
Connor rubs his stinging cheek as J2H holds his arms out and confronts the challenger in a cocky manner -- and suddenly Connor grabs him in a headlock and hip tosses him to the mat and pounds his skull on the canvas!
Simone: And now J2H is answering for that arrogance!
J2H kicks and struggles as his head is beaten with fists while being restrained in the headlock! Jasmine counts!
1...
J2H finally breaks free and gets to his feet but Connor is all over him, throwing clubbing lefts and rights down into his head and body as J2H tries to shield himself and get away! Connor grabs a handful of J2H's hair and runs his face right into the corner!
2...
3...
4...
Despayre: C'mon champ! Sydney to the bush!
Adams: Sydney to the...?
Simone: Don't ask me!
Connor grabs him by the arm and drags him straight into a short-arm clothesline, then drops into an immediate cover!
1.....
J2H kicks out!
Adams: A FAST kick out!
Simone: The champion knows how to stay off of his back when he's in trouble.
Connor pulls him to his feet and throws a roundhouse right into his head, then goes for an Irish whip but the champion reverses it! J2H leans over for a back drop but Connor catches him and drags him over into a small package!
1.....
2.....
J2H kicks out!
Adams: Boy Connor isn't wasting any time!
Simone: He is going for the win every chance he gets!
Both men jump to their feet and J2H swings wildly but Connor catches his arm with his own and brings him down with a backslide!
1.....
J2H makes for the ropes but Connor grabs his boot and drags him right back and mounts his back, grabbing him by the hair with one hand and swinging a flurry of fists around into his exposed face from behind on the mat!
2.....
J2H kicks out again!
Adams: He's being brutal tonight, Connor is!
Jasmine counts yet again, but Connor breaks at four before he risks disqualification and J2H uses the moment to quickly roll outside of the ring for a breather!
Simone: The champion is being overwhelmed!
Adams: And he's not catching a break on the outside! Here comes Connor!
J2H turns around and Connor uses the top rope to launch himself over and he crashes right into the champion on the outside! The fans applaud and cheer! Connor grabs J2H and peels him from off the floor and slams his head right into the announcer's table!
Despayre: Boo! BOOOO!
Before resuming his attack, Connor takes a brief pause to shake Angel's paw and then moves on.
Despayre: Okay maybe he's not ALL bad.
J2H slowly drags himself to his feet and Connor charges straight at him but the champion sees him coming and uses his momentum to send him shoulder-first into the steel ring post!
Despayre: Atta boy!
Simone: I have a feeling the momentum has just shifted!
Adams: So did the ring from that impact!
Connor staggers around the ringside area, clutching his shoulder as J2H rolls back inside of the ring. Jasmine starts counting against the challenger...
1...
Connor uses one arm to pull himself up onto the apron and J2H runs over and grabs his bad arm and slingshots it off the top rope!
2...
3...
4...
5...
Simone: J2H is like a shark that smells blood where that bad arm is concerned!
Despayre: Yeah! And he's targeting that arm too!
Connor staggers on the apron, dropping to one knee, and J2H runs up the corner and launches, hitting Murphy with a dropkick that sends him tumbling back to the floor!
Simone: And now the champion has resumed control!
Despayre: That's why he's the champ! Huh, Angel? ... Yeah!
Connor pulls himself back to his feet, favoring the injured arm, and J2H rebounds off the far side and suicide dives through the ropes and crashes right into Connor!
Adams: Love him or hate him, the fans are loving this!
The Japanese crowd is slowly growing more vocal as J2H stands up, a little worse for wear from his own maneuver. He looks at Despayre and points at him, throwing verbal barbs but Despayre just smiles and waves.
Despayre: Good luck buddy!
J2H rolls his eyes and turns back to Connor who he grabs and sends him crashing shoulder first into the ring steps!
Simone: And back to work on that shoulder!
J2H rolls the challenger back inside and follows him in where he starts laying in the boots to Connor, more specifically his hurt shoulder! He delivers boot after boot, relentless in his assault as Jasmine tries to get him to ease up but without any favorable result. J2H then pauses long enough to bring Connor to his feet and sends him into the ropes with an Irish whip! Connor comes off and tries a lariat but J2H catches his arm and takes him right to the mat with a Fujiwara arm bar!
Adams: He's going for the submission!
Simone: And if Connor won't submit, J2H will at least be adding further punishment to that injured arm!
Connor is yelling in pain as J2H cranks the arm back with his back bridged, yelling himself in determination! Jasmine is asking Connor if he wants to tap but he is shaking his head no! Connor struggles and raises his arm -- but still does not tap! He struggles, dragging himself closer to the ropes -- until he finally extends his leg and catches the bottom rope with his boot! The Japanese crowd applauds as Jasmine calls for the break and only reluctantly does the champion oblige. Jasmine backs J2H up as Connor uses his good arm to drag himself to his feet, the pain on his face evident.
Simone: If Connor can't find a way to fight back and get some feeling into that arm, this match is as good as over.
Connor stumbles back into the corner and J2H comes rushing in and jumps for a high leg lariat, but Connor catches him and drops him across his knee with a back breaker!
Adams: You mean like that!?
Simone: That'll work!
J2H rolls across the ring, holding his back as Connor slaps his hurt arm, trying to get back into this! J2H gets to his feet and backs into the corner, but can't get away as Connor plows right into him with a spear to the gut with nowhere for the champ to go!
Despayre: He shouldn't have done that!
Adams: How come?
Despayre: J2H ate a lot at the buffet! If Connor makes him toss his cookies then he should hafta clean it up!
Connor then wraps both arms around J2H's upper body and brings him over with a belly to belly suplex! Connor goes right for the cover!
1.....
The crowd applauds!
2.....
Kick out!
Simone: Connor tried to hook the leg but with his bad arm, he couldn't do it securely enough!
Connor brings him to his feet and throws a right hand to the head that staggers J2H and sends him down to one knee! Connor pulls him up by the arm and throws him hard into the corner! The momentum sends J2H back out and Connor dives at him, but J2H sees it coming and turns it into a jumping cross arm breaker!
Adams: And back to work on that injured arm!
Connor is fighting like mad, kicking his legs and using them to try and pull himself closer to the ropes while trying to keep the champion from fully extending his arm into the hold! Connor is unable to reach the ropes and rocks back and forth until he gets to his knees! Connor slowly stands up, still trapped in the hold -- AND HE DEAD LIFTS J2H FROM THE MAT AND DUMPS HIM ON THE CANVAS!
Simone: That was a display of strength! I didn't know Connor had it in him!
Connor is on his knees, clutching his arm as J2H's back is all the worse for wear! J2H, holding his back, rolls away from the challenger and slowly struggles to rise to his feet as Connor watches him like a wild animal stalking its prey! J2H grabs the ropes and pulls himself up, and once he does, Connor charges -- but J2H catches him with a spinning heel kick! Connor goes down like he was shot and J2H grabs the ropes in the corner and springboards off with a split legged moonsault! He lands on top of Murphy and hooks both legs!
1.....
2.....
3 - KICK OUT!
Adams: He kicked out! Wow!
J2H stares wide eyed at Jasmine as he is in a seated position and then looks out at Austin who orders him back on the attack! J2H does as told and peels Murphy from the mat and scoop slams him! J2H then climbs to the outside and climbs the corner! he sizes his downed opponent up and jumps, somersaulting into a guillotine leg drop -- but Connor moves and J2H's tailbone bounces off of the canvas!
Despayre: Ohhh! He's gonna need a donut pillow after that! or at least a donut!
Adams: A donut?
Despayre: Donuts make everything better!
J2H staggers up on bowl legs and Connor grabs him around the waist from behind...
Simone: Bridging German suplex!
1.....
The crowd applauds again at the efforts of both men!
2.....
3 - KICK OUT!
Simone: I can see now why Connor was given a rematch!
Adams: Yeah! He's giving J2H everything he wants and more!
Despayre: Cept for that restraining order on me an' Mikah.
Connor picks J2H up and deposits him on the top of the corner, then climbs up himself. He buries a fist into the champion's midsection, doubling him over, then underhooks one arm...
Adams: He's going for the Veritas from the top!
Connor tries to hook the other arm for the 'Pepsi Plunge' maneuver but J2H starts fighting him off! He breaks the underhook and delivers first a right hand to the head, then a head butt! Connor staggers back but holds on so he doesn't fall! J2H then jumps and grabs Connor's hurt arm...
Adams: Shoulder breaker from the top!
Simone: And on his bad arm!
Connor's face is one of agony as he gets to his knees, clutching his arm, and J2H connects with Solid Gold to the back of the head! Connor collapses and J2H rolls him to his back and hooks the leg!
1.....
Ding!
2.....
3!
Ding!
Ding!
Justin: Here is your winner, and STILL Sin City Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion -- J2H!!!
J2H rolls from the ring as the crowd applauds despite the champion's earlier disrespect! Austin meets him with the championship belt and hands it to him before raising his arm in victory!
Simone: J2H overcomes another challenge!
Adams: But WHAT a challenge! Connor Murphy took him to the absolute limits!
Despayre: I knew my buddy could do it! I knew it!
J2H slowly makes his way around the ring, holding the title belt high as Jasmine checks on Connor who is clearly favoring his arm!
Adams: And here comes the champion around to us!
Despayre is now on his feet, all smiles and applauding J2H for winning! J2H smiles, believe it or not, and approaches his soon-to-be challenger. Despayre gives him a cheesy two thumbs up and J2H smiles and nods and goes to return the gesture -- when he grabs a glass of water -- AND THROWS IT IN DESPAYRE'S FACE!!!
Adams: HEY!!
Simone: WATCH WHAT YOU'RE DOING!!
The crowd is stunned silent, but nobody more so than Despayre who just stands there, shocked, unmoving, his face and hair soaked and dripping wet! J2H just smiles as he backs up around the ring...
J2H: Do you fucking believe me NOW when I say I'm not your friend!?
Despayre remains frozen, as J2H turns away and walks up the aisle as the screen slowly fades to black and the credits start to roll...
Thank you! to Chris, Mark, Dustin, Gerrit, Marge, Jenny, Annie, The Lord MK, Joshua Acquin, Mel, James Tuscini, Matt Spears, Ryan Keys, Britt, Todd, Gerrit, Casey, Court, Nat McKinley. Also again to Annie for the cool match banners and to everyone who roleplayed!