The crowd is alive with energy inside of the LEX Nightclub in Reno, Nevada. 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, clad in his sexy 'Chippendales' uniform of black spandex pants and matching boots, white collar with black tie and white cuffs. 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 to the tune of the crowd's chants;
"SCW!"
Justin then hops up onto the corner turnbuckle and smiles, looking out around at all of the fans filling the stands and the rows of seats around the ring itself. He drops back down and takes his place in the center of the ring and brings the microphone up to his lips.
"SCW!"
"SCW!"
Justin: Hello everyone and welcome to the LEX Nightclub in Reno, and welcome to Sin City Wrestling Climax Control!
The crowd cheers!
Justin: Now please help me welcome the Hostess With the Mostess for "Climax Control" -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!
The crowd applauds and cheers as Amanda steps out onto the stage, when all of a sudden she is interrupted....
Nightmare hits the PA system in the LAX Nightclub as fans boo as they were expecting Amanda to do her singing she does weekly. Joshua is wearing a suit and tie as he is carrying a folding chair in his arm.
Adams: Damn, Amanda's friend looks like Joshua Acquin!
Simone: That is Joshua Acquin dummy! And I don't think he's out here to do a duet
He makes it to the ring and opens the chair and sits in it as fans boo more. Joshua smirks as he sits there in the ring.
Joshua: "Hey Mark I hope you now are taking me seriously in this whole two weeks. This is now week three and you didn't heed my warning and now here we are where the fans had hope to see SCW wrestlers and bombshells wrestle here tonight I am sorry that I have to do this but you don't care about the image of SCW. You are an absent owner that lets the inmates run the asylum and now we are here. All you had to do was fire Bad Company."
Fans cheer as he says the name Bad Company.
Joshua: "No they are not to be cheered. All they care about is their women, beer, and drugs. Two of those are alright to do but one, drugs, is not. I am one that cares for the image of this product everywhere and if we have these things go on you got to look at the bottom line here Mark. I am the one who is trying to make this company great. Bad Company are the fools that just suck at the tit of SCW and bring this company down. I mean they have dragged one of your bombshell teams with them. So tonight you will not see the much wanted match of Dmitri wrestling Casey Williams. You will not see the Roulette Championship match between James Tuscini and Ryan Keys. The only thing you will see is me sitting in this ring in this chair until Mark and Christian fire or ban Bad Company and Team Technicolor due to their activities outside the company. I bet if they did a test on them it would glow from everything they have done."
Joshua paces the ring waiting for anyone to show up.
Joshua: "It's OK Mark I have all night and these fans are starting to leave they want to see you fire those two teams. Well I can stop all but one match because the match I can't stop is the Nightclub brawl. Mark I have all the time in the world, do the right thing, fire Bad Company and Team Technicolor and give me control of SCW and I will ensure this company will soar."
"Midnight/Tornado" blast out of the speakers as Hot Stuff Mark Ward walks out to the top of the ramp, looking down at the ring where Joshua stands.
HS: Well look at you being a big brave man, coming out here all on ya own or stage a one man sit in. Do you know how stupid you look?
Joshua looks calmly up the ramp at Hot Stuff, no fear in his eyes.
HS: Do you really think the fans here are gonna let a clown like you stop the show from going ahead after they paid good money to see a show? If they want you out of the ring, they will get you out of the ring and it will not be pretty for you.
Hot Stuff waves his finger at the ring.
HS: You know I taught you so much about the ins and out of business here, I gave you the chance to shine but you've clearly ripped up my rulebook and gone lone wolf.
Joshua: I ripped up your rulebook because I can make SCW better by getting rid of people like Bad Company.
HS: I think these people think SCW would be better without the Acquins.
The crowd cheer.
HS: I don't like my show getting held up Joshua, especially by someone who thinks they can become me.
Hot Stuff looks behind him as security guards start to move past Hot Stuff, six big men.
Joshua: They won't make me leave Mark.
HS: Oh they will. Go peacefully, save one of those guys breaking your arm.
The security guards reach the ring, climbing in the ring and surrounding Joshua. They move in but Joshua swings at one of them, knocking them to the canvas but the others swarm him, grabbing hold of his arms and forcing him through the ropes.
HS: I would have least put three of them down.
Hot Stuff shakes his head disappointly as Joshua is moved past him. Joshua looks at Hot Stuff.
Joshua: I'll be back.
HS: No you won't.
Acquin is dragged backstage and out of view.
HS: Simone, Adams, do your job.
Simone: What in fresh hell was that idiot thinking!?
Adams: He was thinking he could take SCW hostage! Did he learn nothing from Erik Staggs?
Simone: Apparently not, but we don't have time to waste on fools! We have a full show to get ready for tonight, with eight big matches!
Adams: And we start things off with fresh meat! I mean, new blood! Samuel Devereux taking on Kale Smith!
Simone: Well if the whispers about Samuel are true, fresh blood just might be the most accurate way to introduce this young man. But he faces a stuff challenge in the form of Kale Smith who has already debuted with a victory.
Adams: Dmitri wants a shot at World Champion J2H, and last week Casey Williams attacked Dmitri! Anyone who wants a shot at the champ will have to get through The Freight Train of Pain first!
Simone: Which might easily include Despayre who has a shot now at Summer XXXTreme IV for the gold!
Adams: But Dmitri is out for payback now and he wants to send a message to the champion by going through his guard dog, if need be.
Simone: Four of the six women who will be doing battle for the top prize in SCW, the World Bombshell Championship, will be paired off in Lethal Lottery action when Sam Marlowe and Jessie Salco take on Mercedes Vargas and Keira Fisher-Johnson!
Adams: How can we not help but score as fans when you have four world class Bombshells tearing into each other??
Simone: Then two old rivals seek to once again do battle, but this time in singles action when Amy Marshall takes on Veronica Taylor! How many times have these two faced each other when the World Tag Team Championship was up for grabs?
Adams: Not enough if you ask me, but this time it's one on one!
Simone: And if that's not enough, this match will be a Nightclub Brawl! No DQs, pinfalls count anywhere!
Adams: Then the first of THREE title matches is up next when James Tuscini finally gets the match he's been after! He gets to put the Roulette title on the line against Ryan Keys!
Simone: A lot of people are predicting big things for Ryan Keys, and that fact just goes to show what a fighting champion Tuscini is because he ASKED for this defense!
Adams: Then we're going to find out who will be facing the Acquin Brothers in next week's finals to challenge for the tag titles when the Members of the Elders take on the Monstimals!
Simone: There is a lot of history in this match where the championship is concerned! Just last week the Eyesnsane and Jon Dough came within a hair's width of beating Team BJ for the titles, and Raab and Samuel McPherson also has targeted the gold at least twice! Now one of these two teams will move one step closer to another chance at Jamie and Ben's titles.
Adams: Then the second big championship match when Rage puts the Internet Championship on the line against Markus Reeves!
Simone: Markus is a challenger that has proved his worth time and again in SCW, but to hear Rage tell it, he doesn't seem to think he should be defending his belt again so soon after the last time.
Adams: A champion defending his title. HAS THE WORLD GONE MAD!?
Simone: What will drive everyone mad is our Main Event! Roxi Johnson has asked for this one chance to become a Grand Slam Champion and the bosses have agreed she deserves it!
Adams: Mark and Christian agreed on something? Isn't that like one of the Biblical signs of the Apocalypse?
Simone: How could they not? Roxi is getting this chance to make history but the champion Kate Steele has proven time and again it will not be a simple task to wrest the belt from around her waist!
Adams: Well have fun Belly! I'll be at the bar!
Simone: Sit. DOWN!
Adams: Awww!
A solid gold stretch limousine pulls out front of the Lex Nightclub as the valet opens the back door. A beautiful leg steps out onto the red carpet followed by the body that it belongs too. The cameras finally show Ruby Rose standing there with her tossed over her shoulder while showing off the custom made red dress which shows off her assets.
Valet: You look marvelous Ms. Rose.
Ruby rolls her eyes at the comment while checking her makeup over.
Ruby Rose: Why wouldn't I look marvelous you filthy bugger?
The valet gulps a bit as Travis Nathaniel Andrews emerges from the vehicle in a custom made Vera Wong suit. His eyes are covered with Oakley sunglasses.
Valet: Where should I park your car sir?
Travis completely ignores the poor man as he instantly looks at his beautiful girlfriend Ruby Rose.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: You look stunning.
He says with a grin while kissing Ruby's hand. She blushes while giving him a small curtsy.
Ruby Rose: You look extra handsome tonight.
Travis smirks while turning towards the door.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: Shall we?
He asks while giving Ruby his arm.
Ruby Rose: Yes, we shall.
She replies as they make their way towards the door. The bouncer of the club goes to stop them until he recognizes Travis from the billboard across the street. He quickly ushers him inside the night club.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: Climax Control better get ready because tonight, I'm taking over the VIP Lounge.
He says with a smirk while stepping through the doors as the cameras fade.
Before the start of the show our SCW cameras caught Jon Dough and Alana Allure both seated at a table and signing autographs for the fans.
Fan 1: I really thought you guys were going to win the titles. Do you think you'll win the tournament?
Jon: Well I thought we would also. Did you enjoy the match?
Fan 1: Oh yeah man it was great, a lot better than the last tag title defense they had.
Jon: Good I'm glad you liked it. As far as the tournament goes let's just say that I know what Eyesnsane and myself can do and I'm sure we are going to win it.
He signs a picture and gives it to the fan. A little girl walks up to Alana's side of the table.
Little Girl: Hi Alana. When are they going to let you wrestle?
Alana: Hi sweetie. We are getting that all worked out. I'm sure it will be soon, I can't wait to get out there and put on a great match for all the fans.
Little Girl: How come Orchid is not back?
Alana: She's on another show right now. Are you an Orchid fan?
Little Girl: Yes she nice and she can fight!
Alana: Well I have to agree with that. Hey if you give me your email address I can get her to send you a signed picture to.
Little Girl: Oh you can! Thank you Alana you're so nice.
As Alana signs a picture for the little girl, she hands her the marker and takes her email address. As the scene fades out.
We come back to the arena as suddenly the music from Dmitri hits and the arena goes black, the vampire emerges on the apron as he walks towards the ring and has his calculated and cold look on his face as the fans boo him but some cheer him on. He rolls into the ring as he stares at the back.
Dmitri: Last week I wanted to make an impact, I will get a non title match against our beloved champion as to showcase my worth to him. That I was beneath him, that I didn't deserved to be in the same ring as him and his looney goon group of misfits.
He repeats the name in a soft whisper as he grinds his teeth and smiles
Dmitri: Isn't it ironic that afterwards he and his little boyfriend with an issue when it comes down to having an anger management problem had to attack me... from behind as I surprised him before?? It's okay, I will grant them their hopes and dreams of favouring something over someone that is not worth his time, worth his believes that he is superior to me. Worth the fact that he will not accept the fact that I got under his skin and made him angry?? I mean seriously, if I am so beneath him... why the issue of lowering your standards to mine??
But I will ask you James, I ask you to watch your little friend. I ask you to watch his eyes, to watch his torment. To watch his anguish and to watch the one thing that you have to deal with when we will collide. Be thankful this is merely a warmup... Mr. Williams is no longer on my mind, I seek blood and I have found yours... be thankful James... please do....
With that Dmitri walks off as his music hits once more
Justin: This match is scheduled for one all... introducing first... from Odessa, Denmark.... Samuel Devereux.
The opening instrumental for "Tired" and the lights turn purple. Sam comes out from behind the curtain. He takes out a card and throws it, sticking it to the middle of the ramp. He slowly walks down the ramp with a smile on his face. Sam picks up the card and shows it to be the Queen of hearts. He kisses it pockets it. Samuel jumps up on the steps and looks around as the crowd cheers for him. Samuel gets into the ring and climbs onto one of the turnbuckles absorbing the crowd's energy.
Justin: And his opponent already in the ring... Kale Smith.
Kale climbs the ropes and salutes the crowd, however, he fails to see Devereux rush and as he does rush in he grabs Kale and throws him off the turnbuckle, where he lays on the mat holding his head, stunned at his sudden move. Devereux slowly moves back in as he momentarily looks around, as he watches Kale slowly get to his knees and then to his feet, where Devereux goes to grab him but Kale pushes Devereux hands away and hits a jawbreaker and as Devereux stumbles back, Kale quickly gets to his feet and grabs Devereux legs and taking him down before hitting a leg drop between his legs.
The ref indicates for the bell to be rung.
Ding Ding...
Simone: Devereux tried to get the early advantage by taking out Kale.
Adams: But credit goes to Kale for not giving up straight away.
Devereux sits up holds his legs, as Kale spring back to his feet and turns and bounces off the ropes and hits a shining wizard, Kale gets back onto his feet and turns and hits a springboard senton onto Devereux before going for a cover.
Adams: Kale using his high flying skills to keep Devereux down here.
Simone: Going for a pin here.
1..
2...
Kickout...
Simone: Have to work harder.
Devereux kicks out, as Kale gets back on his feet once more, where he hits several blows to the back of Devereux neck and back, before turning and once more turns and bounces off the ropes, but Devereux surprises Kale with a powerful clothesline.
Adams: What a clothesline from Devereux. That will slow Kale down.
Both men lay on the mat for a few moments, as Devereux catches his breath as he climbs to his knees, where he rubs his jaw before climbing to his feet, where he picks up Kale and proceeds to toss him out of the ring. Devereux then follows him out to the floor below.
Simone: What has Devereux got planned here?
Devereux then approaches Kale and grabs him, but Kale fights back, however, Devereux puts a stop to the fight back with a knee to the gut and then throwing Kale into the guard barrier. Kale lays on the mat catch his breath, as Devereux notices the ref making the count and quickly slides in and then back out of the ring breaking the count.
Adams: Devereux just punishing Kale here.
Simone: Devereux is trying to impress everyone here and Kale is just perfect to make an impression on.
Devereux then grabs Kale once more and once again throws him into the barrier with Kale screaming out in pain, Devereux looks down at Kale as he contemplates his next move, in which is grabbing Kale once more and throwing him this time into the ring.
He then crawls to Kale and goes for a pin...
1...
2...
Kickout...
Adams: Devereux pins and Kale kicks out.
Devereux shakes his head, as he tries again.
1...
2...
Kickout...
Simone: And again Kale kicks out...
Devereux looks at Kale and grins at Kale's resilience. Getting to his feet, he grabs Kale once more and pulls him to his feet, where he whips him into the turnbuckle and follows it up with a splash and as Kale stumbles out, Devereux grabs Kale and hits a leg sweep before quickly follows up with a Standing moonsault but Kale gets his knees up.
Adams: Devereux showing his own high risk skills... but unfortunately Kale has it scouted.
Devereux rolls away holding his ribs, as Kale lays on the mat catching his breath, as the ref checks on both men and then start their count.
1...
2...
3...
Devereux sucks in as much air as possible, while Kale lays on the mat looking up at the ceiling trying to will himself to move.
4...
5...
6...
Devereux rolls himself onto his front and gets to his knees, as Kale begins to move and rolls himself to the ropes and grabs then, while Devereux gets to one knee and then eventually to his feet, where he stumbles over to Kale. Grabbing Kale, he picks him up as she does, kale surprises Devereux with a slap to the face before following it up with a forearm to the face and as Devereux stumbles back, Kale then follows up with a standing dropkick, which sends Devereux out of the ring.
Simone: Somehow Kale has gotten back into this match and has caught Devereux off guard with several of these moves.
Kale slowly climbs back to his feet, as he looks for where Devereux fell out of the ring and quickly find him and he is making his way to his feet, Kale backs up and takes a few extra moments before running and diving out of the ring with a suicide dive, where he connects with Devereux.
Adams: SUICIDE DIVE!!!
Devereux flies backwards with his body hitting the ramp, as Kale gets back to his feet and goes back to Devereux, where he begins to stomp on him a few times before grabbing Devereux and throws him into the ring. Kale climbs up on the apron as he watches Devereux, who slowly climbs to his feet and as he does, Kale uses the ropes and goes for a springboard back elbow, but Devereux moves out of the way at the last minute.
Simone: Kale should have beaten down Devereux a little more outside the ring, but kudos to Devereux for scouting that move.
Kale lands on his elbow and back, where he holds his elbow, as Devereux crawls to the ropes and grabs them and slowly pulls himself up, where he stumbles over to Kale and proceeds to deliver his own boots on Kale and zero's on Kale's elbow and stomps on that a few times.
Adams: Devereux just slowing down the pace here just enough to get himself back into the match.
Devereux then grabs Kale and pulls him to his feet, where he sets up and hits the fatality! (Fall forward single underhook DDT), Devereux quickly returns to his feet and drags Kale back up to his feet, where he grabs him around the throat and goes for the Queen of Hearts (Chokebomb).
Simone: Looks like it's the end for Kale Smith here.
Adams: Indeed.
Devereux lifts Kale up to hit his finisher, but Kale wiggles out of the move and begins to punch and kick out at Devereux, But Devereux fights back with his own punches before throwing in an elbow, which makes Kale stumbles backwards, which gives Devereux an opening and he grabs Kale around the throat and hits his Queen of Heart and goes for a pin.
Adams: Queen of Hearts attempt number two and he hits it.
1...
2...
3...
Ding...
Ding...
Justin: You winner of this match... Samuel Devereux...
Adams: Good debut from Devereux here tonight and solid win.
The opening lyrics of Sweating Bullets by Megadeth hits the speakers, Casey Williams walks down the ramp towards the ring, with Pussy Willow inside the ring, awaiting the Freight Train of Pain to enter the ring.
Pussy: Casey, I know you have an issue with Chris Shipman, as he inserted himself in your match with James Tuscini, costing you the match. What do you have to say about your actions last week, when you and Mr Tuscini, attacked him?
Casey looks at Pussy with disgust when she mentions Shipmans name.
Casey: Well Pussy, I am just showing the SCW management that I am not going to sit idly while Chris Shipman sticks his nose into business that doesn't concern him. Steve Ramone, on the other hand, in my eyes, had every reason to be out there, as he felt he was screwed out of the Roulette title, but now Steve is going after Rage, and good for him.
Casey smiles and cackles when he reflects on his recent actions, inflicting pain to two fierce competitors in Chris Shipman and Dmitri.
Pussy: How do you feel about doing J2H's bidding with regard to his newest challenger, and your most recent rival in Dmitri?
Casey looks annoyed with Pussy, as if he thinks her question is stupid.
Casey: Isn't it obvious? I mean, I never truly got to get closure on my rivalry with Dmitri, and what better way for me to get the closure, defeat Dmitri, and prove that he isn't worthy of facing J2H, regardless of whether the Heavyweight Champion is on the line. I mean, if Dmitri cannot defeat me, he has no right to step foot in the ring with the greatest champion SCW has ever seen in J2H.
Casey struts up the ramp towards the back, confident in himself and in J2H as the scene fades to black.
On July 31st!
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We cut backstage where James Tuscini is talking with Dmitri in the hallway outside of Tuscini's dressing room.
James: Since Uncle Pinky is still recovering, and I won't allow him to return to ringside until the first card in August, I want you to keep an eye on my match. With people like Shipman, Ramone, and Williams, wanting a piece of me there's a good chance one of them might try to interfere in the match. I'm getting sick of having interference during my matches. If anyone tries anything please feel free to do whatever you need to do to take them out.
Dmitri nods that he will take care of it.
James: Do you want me at ringside during your match? It is likely that once you start pounding the hell out of Casey that J2H, or someone else they hired, will try to interfere to save Casey.
A shake of his head informs James that Dmitri does not wish to have James at ringside for his match against Williams.
James: Okay I respect your decisoin on that issue. However if something happens I will not hesitate to rush in to pull some thugs off you.
A nod of his head informs James that Dmitri will accept that action due to the circumstances should they arise. Dmitri turns and walks off down the hallway leaving James standing in the hallway in front of his dressing room.
James: So, Ryan, are you ready to go? Are you ready to get into this dog fight? Did you invite Michael Vick to come watch the Rottweiler destroy the Chihuahua? All I can say is that you better be ready for anything, and everything, from me in our match. I'm done taking shit from people. I'm done tolerating attacks and interference during my matches. I'm done holding the Demon Monster inside of me. If it comes out and you see it in my eyes I give you fair warning that your best option is to leave the ring and get counted out. If you don't do that, and you stay in the ring and fight, I will not be held responsible for what might happen to you. See you shortly punk!
Tuscini walks into his dressing room and he slams the door shut behind him.
The large crowd were busy dancing to the funky beat as Travis and Ruby were battling their way through them. Ruby was sticking close to him so no one would touch or talk to her. One member of the audience catches a glimpse of Travis and screams at the top of his lungs.
Audience Member: Oh my god! It's fucking you.
Travis stops to look this foul mouthed fiend who had addressed him.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: Are you old enough to be in this club?
The audience member let out a laugh while playfully pushing his buddies.
Audience Member: Dude, we got ourselves a real funny one. Say, why don't you get us a couple of drinks baby?
He says while smacking Ruby on her ass. Travis looks at him while getting right into the member's face.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: Didn't your mother teach you how to respect a woman?
The audience member laughs while pointing at Ruby Rose.
Audience Member: That isn't a woman. That is a whore dressed....
The member's buddies are trying to get him to shut up as they can sense some crazy shit was about to go down.
Audience Member: For a good tim....
Before he could finish, Ruby slaps the taste out of his mouth which triggers a quick Smash Talk from Travis. Without missing a beat, both Travis and Ruby turn the attention back towards the VIP lounge and walks out of sight. The audience member's buddies are leaning over their fallen friend while shaking their heads.
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 are piercing through the entire arena, as if he is searching for someone to drain his blood 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 stand in the middle of the ring awaiting his opponent as his music dies out.
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and introducing first...from Moscow Russia, DMITRI! And his opponent...
The opening drums and lyrics to Megadeth's "Sweating Bullets" start to blast through the speakers, as red and dark blue lights start to flash, reflecting off of mirrors that are set up at the top of the stage, and they go black, and when the lights come back on, Casey Williams appears at the top of the ramp, looking around at the crowd and not moving, his eyes looking at the mirror into his conflicted self.
Justin: From Nashua New Hampshire, he is the Freight Train of Pain...CASEY WILLIAMS!
Casey lets out a roar, his arms out wide before he looks around the crowd, focused and intense. 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 conflicted crowd, their faces showing that they do not know what to make of Casey William's new found aggressiveness. Casey nods his head slowly and turns back to face the ring, walking down towards the apron. Casey puts his hand on the rope, and pulls himself up on to the ring apron and steps over the top rope, staring around at the fans, some cheering and some booing.
Simone: This match is going to be quite interesting. These two men have quite the history between them and now with J2H siccing Casey on Dmitri for even thinking of challenging him for the Heavyweight title, I don't know if I like the odds for Dmitri.
Adams: I don't know Belly...Dmitri has seemed to have Casey's number in the last match they had. And the fact that Dmitri has put the challenge out there, will we see J2H out here?
Simone: I don't think so considering that he has his girlfriend and her title belt to take care of backstage. But here we go.
The bell rings as Dmitri and Casey lock up in the middle of the ring. Dmitri forces Casey into a headlock that Williams fights out of by pushing Dmitri into the ropes. Dmitri rebounds and attempts a shoulder block on Casey who is only staggered back slightly. Dmitri gives him a look and bounces off the opposite ropes for another shoulder block that barely moves Casey Williams. Casey reaches for Dmitri and whips him into the ropes and catching him with a hard clothesline that takes him to the mat. Quickly rolling to the ropes, Dmitri gets to his feet slowly watching Williams who is stalking towards him. Dmitri launches his shoulder upwards into Casey's midsection that doubles him over as he sucks in air that had been driven from him. Dmitri moves beside him and catches him upright then locking his foot behind his calf, sends him to the mat with a Russian leg sweep.
Adams: Such a quick move for Dmitri to keep Casey off his feet and unable to fight back.
Simone: It is still early in the match Jason, all he is doing right now is making Casey angry if you ask me.
Dmitri floats over and mounts Casey to rain down hard rights on the bigger man who covers as he tries to fight Dmitri off. Getting to his feet, Dmitri reaches for Casey and pulls him upright. Grabbing his wrist, Dmitri rolls under his arm and behind Williams to wrench his arm back with a hammerlock. Casey glances behind him and then forces Dmitri backwards slightly with an elbow attempt that he ducks. Casey uses a final burst of momentum to slam Dmitri back first into the turnbuckles to break the hold. Taking a hold of the ropes, Casey brings his knees up into the torso of Dmitri as he holds him in the corner. With one final hard knee, Casey pulls him out of the corner then locking on a front chinlock, picks up Dmitri with strength and holds him in a vertical suplex, walking around the ring before letting him fall backwards. Dmitri's back arches in pain as Casey rolls to his hands and knees and gets to his feet.
Picking up Dmitri by the hair, Casey pulls him to his feet and then pulls him up onto his shoulder and charges a few steps before driving Dmitri into the mat with a powerslam. As Dmitri arches again in pain, Casey moves to cover him only to get a two count as he pulls Dmitri up with an evil grin on his face.
Simone: I don't think that Casey is looking to win this match.
Adams: Nope, looks like he wants to punish him a bit more.
Casey gets to his feet and pulling Dmitri up behind him, he grabs him and pulls him between his knees then lifts him up to powerbomb him to the mat. Not letting go, Casey once more pulls him off the mat and slams him back down again before picking him up once more to powerbomb him a final time. Mounting Dmitri, Casey uses a closed fist to slam against the forehead of the downed Dmitri who is desperately trying to escape. Jacob Summers moves to pull Casey off of Dmitri after warning him about the closed fists that Casey is using. Casey brushes Summers off but it is enough of a break for Dmitri who clasps his hands together and slams them into the chest of Casey to drive the air from his lungs.
Simone: He is going to need to breathe if he wants to keep wrestling. Dmitri keeps making Casey work hard for the win.
Casey moves to the ropes in the corner and holds them as he tries to catch his breath once more. Dmitri himself moves to the opposite ropes and pulls himself up. Getting to his feet, Dmitri rushes across the ring and slams a shoulder into the lower back of Casey that drives him into the turnbuckle. Dmitri grabs the arm of Casey and whips him into the ropes and catches him with a spinebuster that causes him to arch in pain. Dmitri picks a struggling Casey up to his feet and then whips him into the ropes once more while he bounces off the ropes and takes Williams down with a flying clothesline.
Casey rolls to the outside and leans against the apron of the ring shaking his head to clear it as Dmitri stalks towards him. Casey turns as he approaches and sweeps Dmitri's feet out from under him. Pulling him towards the turnbuckle, Casey wraps his leg around it viciously. Dmitri grabs his leg in pain as he tries to pull away but Casey again grabs his ankles and pulls the leg away from the ringpost only to slam it hard around it again.
Adams: That is definitely going to leave a big black and blue mark on Dmitri...unless of course vampires don't bruise. Do they Belinda?
Simone: I don't know and I am not about to go and find out Jason.
Dmitri pulls himself into the ring as Casey moves to roll under the rope and get back in the ring. Reaching Dmitri, Casey pulls him up and whips him towards the ropes but Dmitri stumbles and doesn't rebound off the ropes. Casey charges towards him but is met with a big boot to the face from the bad leg of Dmitri. Both men end up on the mat as Summers begins to count both men down. Dmitri pulls himself to his knees as Casey gets to his hands and knees. Dmitri is up first and locks on a nerve hold on the shoulder of Casey Williams who tenses from the pain. Summers checks on Williams who angrily denies the request to submit. Dmitri forces him to double over in pain as he lets the hold go for a moment then relocks it in.
Casey moves closer to the ropes as he tries to fight the hold but Dmitri pinches harder. In desperation, Casey fights to slam his elbow into the thigh of Dmitri. Lowering it slightly, Casey rams the point of his elbow into the knee of Dmitri forcing the hold to be broken. Falling to the mat, Casey shakes his arm violently trying to get the feeling back into it as Dmitri holds his leg in pain as Summers checks on him. Dmitri gets slowly to the ropes and pulls himself up before Casey is able to catch him in a bearhug. Dmitri manages to catch Casey and locks in the blood loss sleeper hold that he uses to wear down Williams.
Simone: The Blood Loss sleeper hold. It looks like Dmitri is ready to end this match now.
Dmitri has the hold locked in tight as he begins to shake Casey like a ragdoll. The bigger man staggers slightly as he tries to fight off the hold. Williams drops to his knees on the mat as Dmitri puts the hold on deeper. Summers checks on Casey by raising his hand and watches as the arm drops. Signally one to the fans, he reaches for Casey's arm again and raises it over Casey's head once more before it falls a second time.
Jacob Summers raises Casey's hand one final time and it falls slightly before he manages to catch it mid drop and raises it again. Dmitri moves to tighten the hold as he leans over Casey which cuts off the big man's airway and the arm finally drops and Summers motions for the bell as he tells Dmitri to release the hold. When he doesn't, Summers begins a five count only to have Dmitri toss Casey to the mat at four then raise his arms in victory.
Justin: The winner of the match, DMITRI!
Simone: Once more Dmitri and Casey have put on a helluva match and once more Dmitri has gotten the better of the big man.
Adams: I guess this means that J2H is going to have to consider Dmitri a strong contender for his title.
Dmitri leaves the ring as the referee checks on Williams in the ring. Dmitri continues to smile as he stops at the top of the ramp and motions around his waist where the heavyweight belt would be.
The scene opens up backstage at Climax Control where we see Jessie Salco sitting around backstage listening to the Machine Head Album Through the Ashes of Empires, the album reaches the song "Day Turns Blue to Grey" and Jessie looks visibly uncomfortable for a second before she skips to the next track.
Rocky Mountains: Something wrong Jess?
Jessie looks up and sees Ms. Rocky Mountains standing there, she pauses the album and shakes her head.
Jessie: It's nothing, it's just that that song hits a little close to home for me, anyway you want to chat about my match with Sam against Mercedes and Keira?
Rocky Mountains: Well your match isn't until later but still.
Jessie: I said all I wanted to in my promo earlier this week but I will say this, this match might be a dream match for most of the fanbase but me and Sam mesh up well in terms of wrestling style whilst Keira and Mercedes just don't and tonight me and Sam will dominate the competition in preparation for the Six Pack Challenge!
Jessie says and Rocky nods before she walks off.
A weird logo appears on the screen as the sound of druids chanting fills the night club. The eerieness echoes throughout the building until a small still voice echoes in the distance.
"Evil roams freely throughout this world and we are the only beings who can cease their existence. Justice is not blind but misguided."
The voice disappears again as the party music picks back up. The crowd is left in confusion as the scene softly fades.
The camera switches to just inside the nightclub as J2H and Melody Grace walk in the arena, Melody's arm wrapped around his. Simpson follows the two, just a few feet behind them. Over J2H's shoulder, sits the SCW World Championship, her Bombshell Internet championship in her free hand. The three are approached by Ms. Rocky Mountains. Before she can even ask a question, J2H puts his hand up.
J2H: Stop there in ya tracks, because this is how it's going to go. We are in a fucking nightclub, I am not on the card, I am not going to mess around answering stupid questions about Despayre. I am not gonna sit here and talk about how I will eventually get around to smashing the hell out of James Tuscini, nor am I gonna talk about some Russian vampire freak jumping the line to try and get this.
J2H runs his fingers over his championship belt.
J2H: In fact, I don't even have to be here tonight. Christian Underwood and Mark Ward, they told me to take the time off, relax because I have been here every damn week since I won this thing. Maybe they're a little scared that when I do the shoot interview, they're not gonna like what I will say so maybe this is their way of kissing my ass, but there's a bar here, my beautiful lady has something to say to everyone in SCW, and then we're gonna party on SCW's dollar.
Rocky tries to open her mouth again but J2H firmly shakes his head.
J2H: Again, no talking. This is where you run along, I head to the VIP area, my lady does her thing and then, we're gonna party, so go find someone else to talk to.
J2H waves his hands and Rocky walks away. J2H looks at Melody.
J2H: You do your thing, and I'll meet you a bit later.
Melody nods as J2H kisses her on the head before looking towards Simpson.
J2H: She don't leave your sight, you understand.
Simpson nods as he and Melody walk away, and J2H walks down an opposite corridor.
The scene opens up backstage in Mark Ward's office where we see the SCW Co-Owner sitting at his desk and we can we hear certain.........sounds coming from his laptop.
Simone: Why is Mark watching porn in the middle of the show?
Adams: What's the big deal? I do it all the time! Err, I mean.......
Just as the scene finishes there is a knock at the door.
HS: Come in!
The door opens and "The Fearless One" Steve Ramone walks in with Cyrus, Andreas and his mistress Kaylee walk in, Steve and Kaylee come to the front and Steve clears his throat.
Steve: Mark, I want you to meet someone, this is Kaylee, my mistress, also known as the porn actress Haylee Starr.
Steve says before he shares a quick kiss with Kaylee.
Steve: Long story short, the only way she's letting me move in with her is if I agree to get her a job here at SCW, can you help me out?
HS: It's funny Steve, I was just wat.... Nevermind.
Hot Stuff clears his throat.
HS: It's nice to see you in person.
Hot Stuff stands up, reaching out his hand towards her, shaking it.
HS: Well I've seen she is good with some kinda jobs so I think we could find her something to do around here. I've seen she's got some "skills" at least.
Steve: You don't know the half of it.
HS: Call it an educated guess. Who am I to stand in the way of young love... or at least filty fucking. I'm sure we'll find her something to do around here. In fact, you have to do a little commentating in a bit, why don't you take her with you and see if she's any good without something in her mouth.
Steve nods his head and the two leave the room, shutting the door behind them, Hot Stuff slowly shakes his head.
HS: With the luck that guys got lately, if we threw him in a barrel full of tits, he wouldn't come up sucking his thumb.
The scene fades out.
Justin Decent: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall.
Suddenly, the arena lights turn off and the crowd is hyped up for what was in store. As the opening of "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" by U2 blares across the PA system, the mood of the crowd changes instantly and the arena is under the subtle glowing of the lights. As the lyrics finally kick in, a figure emerges; the highlight of their attire is being under the illusion. Mercedes Vargas stops short of the entrance ramp, hands on waist, and overlooking the crowd.
Justin Decent: Coming down the aisle from Buenos Aires, Argentina, weighing in at 125 pounds, MERCEEEEEDEEEES VAAAARGAAAAS!
Cheers, boos and catcalls soon greet her. Oblivious and yet satisfied with their reaction for several seconds, she flips her long hair, then makes her way to the ring. As she goes up the steps and walks to the end of the ring apron, she climbs to the turnbuckle, then turns her head back as the camera shows her determined expression-perhaps a message that her opponent will be in for a tough fight. Mercedes vaults into the ring and walks over to the opposite corner where she relaxes along the corner ropes while waiting for her tag partner and opponents to arrive.
Simone: Mercedes looks extra confident tonight.
Adams: This is one way to get momentum onto your side.
Justin Decent: and her tag team partner from Miami, Florida, this is Keira Fisher
Like a Phoenix" begins to slowly play as the lights go out. Two lights from the stage is seen showing Keira's shadow, raising her arms. The lights come back on as Keira turns and walks down the ring. She slaps a few fans hands as she slides in. She raises her hand and shouts out, "Like a HERO, BABY!" as she waits for her opponent.
Adams: Keira is extremely focused.
Simone: I wonder how well Mercedes and Keira are going to work together.
The opening riff to "Power Trip" by Chimaira starts ripping over the PA system and as soon as Mark Hunter's opening scream is heard Jessie emerges from the back with Shane and Jake, the trio headbang at the top of the ramp before they make their way down to the ring.
Justin Decent: Introducing, from Miami Florida and representing The Angel Clan "The Heavy Metal Angel" Jessie Salco!
Jessie hops onto the apron and enters the ring where she goes over to the nearest turbuckle before hopping onto the middle turnbuckle, sitting on it and waiting for her tag partner to make her appearance.
Adams: Jessie looks very hot tonight. Maybe I should get some ice.
Simone: I think you should just stay right here.
"Set Me on Fire" by Thousand Foot Krutch begins to play the image of fire begins to play against the curtain to backstage. Stepping through the curtain of fire, a woman walks out with a smile as she poses at the entrance.
Justin Decent: Introducing from Houston Texas, she is the one and only Sam Marlowe!
Sam raises her arms as she is introduced. Heading to the ring, she plays to the fans, slapping hands and posing with others. Finally she climbs the stairs to the ring apron and lays herself across the middle rope and blows a kiss to the camera and then rolls inside the ring. Walking towards the corner, she unzips her short jacket and pulls it off. Handing it to ringside staff, she turns and begins stretching out for the match as she watches her opponent.
Simone: Talk about your interesting pairings. Sam and Jessie are teaming together for the first time.
Adams: The same could be said about Keira and Mercedes.
Before the bell sounds, both teams are discussing who starts the match first. Keira opts to start for her team as Jessie does the same for hers. Jasmine St. John calls for the bell
DING DING DING!
Keira and Jessie steps into the center of the ring. Both ladies tie up in the center of the ring as the crowd is split down the middle. Keira manages to get the early advantage as she has Jessie in a side headlock. The advantage only lasts for a few minutes as Jessie shoots Keira off towards the ropes. However Keira rebounds and knocks Jessie down with a hard shoulder block.
Keira decides to run the ropes again as Jessie quickly drops down in front of her. Keira runs over her at first as Jessie quickly pops back up to her feet. She then leap frogs over Keira before catching Keira with a perfectly placed calf kick to her face. Keira falls to the mat as Jessie quickly gets up to her feet and connects with another kick to the side of Keira's head. Keira drops to the mat as Jessie grabs a hold of Keira's arm before dropping a leg over it.
Simone: Fast pace start and Jessie as the early advantage.
Adams: She is starting to work over that arm.
Jessie grabs a hold of Keira's arm before connecting with a spinning armbreaker. Jessie pulls Keira back up to her feet and drags her over toward her corner. She tags Sam into the match as she holds out her arm. Sam enters the ring first before getting up onto the second turnbuckle. She leaps off with a double sledge to the arm of Keira as Jessie holds both hands into the air. She exits the ring as Sam manages to trap Keira in a twisting wrist lock which she transitions into a hammerlock. Sam has it locked in tight as Keira is trying to fight it. Keira starts to throw multiple elbows into the side of Sam's head. The blows are effective as Keira manages to free her arm.
Sam comes back looking for an arm drag but Keira counters with roll through. Sam stumbles forward a bit as Keira comes flying back at her with a cross body. Sam lands with a thud as Keira goes for the quick pin attempt.
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Sam manages to kick out after the one count as Keira quickly gets back up to her feet. She runs the ropes again looking for a neckbreaker but Sam counters with a deep arm drag which she transitions into an armbar. Sam has placed her knee into Keira's ribcage as her arm is nearly extended beyond its natural state. Mercedes is trying to will Keira to get back into this match as Sam changes positions into a cross armbreaker.
Simone: Good strategy, take away Keira's arm and she can't do anything.
Adams: Sound strategy but will it last.
Keira is trying to fight out of this hold as she rolls over onto her knees. Sam tries to tighten the grip she has with her legs but Keira shows off her impressive strength by lifting Sam high into the air. Keira then drops Sam onto the back of her head as Keira rolls over toward her corner. Sam still with her wits about her, grabs a hold of Keira's ankle and grapevines her legs around it. She scoots over toward her corner and tags Jessie back into the match. Jessie moves toward the middle of the apron before springing off the ropes and landing with a perfectly placed knee to the square of Keira's back. Jessie rolls through from the attack and pops back up to her feet.
Sam lets go of the hold as the crowd seems to be behind both Jessie and Sam at this point. Jessie doesn't give Keira a chance to catch her breath as she immediately yanks her up from the canvas before sending her back down with a snap suplex. Jessie floats over into a cover attempt of her own.
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Keira somehow manages to kick out as Jessie shakes her head. She gets to a knee while lifting Keira's already injured arm and slamming it against the canvas. She does this several more times before dragging her over towards the ring ropes. Jessie steps through them and is standing on the apron. She lifts Keira's arm up and jumps down. The sudden movement causes Keira's arm to snap against the ring ropes.
Simone: They keep this up then Keira might not make it to Summer XXXTreme.
Adams: That arm looks bad.
Jessie quickly gets back into the ring as she tags Sam back into the match. Sam measures Keira before springing off the ropes and dropping Keira with a leg drop. Keira holds her hand out towards Mercedes but Sam quickly drops an elbow across Keira's back. Mercedes is beginning to pace on the apron as Sam picks Keira up. She shoots her off towards the ropes but Keira ducks the clothesline attempt. Keira comes back with flying headscissors which sends Sam halfway across the ring. Keira pops back up to her feet and knocks Sam back down with multiple clotheslines. She then snaps off an exploder suplex followed by a springboard leg drop to the back of Sam's neck. Keira is starting to shake her arm while trying to get the blood flowing in that limb.
Keira notices Sam getting back up to her feet as she bounces off the ropes. At the last second, Sam catches Keira with spinning heel kick as both ladies go back down.
Simone: Keira needs to make a tag.
Adams: No doubt.
Keira starts to stir while pulling herself toward Mercedes. Mercedes has her hand outstretched so Keira can make the hot tag. Sam is also making her way toward her corner as Keira leaps toward Mercedes. Their hands touch as Mercedes quickly comes in. She first knocks Jessie off the apron with a back elbow before hitting a basement dropkick to the face of Sam. Mercedes quickly pops back up to her feet and lifts Sam up to her feet. She hooks Sam in a front facelock before lifting her high in the air. She then drops her down with a falcon's arrow type move as she goes for the pin attempt.
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Sam manages to kick out before Jessie could break it up. Mercedes is trying to think of what to do next. She bends down to pick Sam up but finds herself in a small package.
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Mercedes manages to sneak out before the count of two. Sam is working to get back up as she manages to catch Mercedes with a back elbow. Mercedes stumbles back a bit as Sam grabs a hold of Mercedes' arms. She spins her around before dropping Mercedes onto her face.
Simone: Sammiwich Press, I believe Sam got all of it.
Before Sam could go for the cover, Keira sneaks back into the ring. She motions for Sam to turn around while loading her leg up. Sam does turn around as Keira clocks her with a wicked dropkick. The force of the kick sends Sam closer towards her corner as Keira tries to drag Mercedes over toward their corner. As Sam is trying to get up, Jessie reaches over and tags herself back into the match.
Keira doesn't notice the tag as Jessie comes flying into the picture with another knee to her back. Keira falls through the ropes as Jessie leaps up onto the ropes. Without any hesitation, she leaps off while connecting with a 450 splash on the back of Mercedes.
Adams: Wall of Death onto the back of Mercedes, that has to be it.
Jessie rolls Mercedes over and hooks both legs while trapping one arm.
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The bell sounds as Jessie is ecstatic.
Justin Decent: Here are you winners, Jessie Salco and Sam Marlowe.
Jessie begins to celebrate the victory as Sam is just getting her bearings back.
Adams: What a match!
Simone: The six pack challenge is going to be a match for the ages.
The camera cuts to backstage. The cameraman moves around a corner and nearly bumps into Evie Baang and Johnny Tsunami having what seems like a heated discussion. They both stop abruptly when they see the camera. The camera stays on them for a moment or two, before the two members of Bad Company react.
Johnny: Get that shit outta my face, yo.
He steps toward the camera man.
Johnny: Why you gotta creep, bruh? I'm having a conversation here. I don't need this shit right now.
The cameraman doesn't respond, but instead keeps his camera focused on Johnny. After another moment of this standoff, Evie loses her patience. She walks in and palm strikes the camera, cutting out the feed and screen fills up with static. After a few seconds of this, we cut back to Jason Adams and Belinda Simone at ringside.
Simone: Umm..not sure what happened there, we must have had some techinical dificulties.
Adams: I'll say!
Simone: Let's go to Pussy Willow backstage who has our reigning Bombshell Internet Champion, Melody Grace standing by.
The scene opens backstage to see Melody Grace standing side by side with Pussy Willows. Pussy is ready with her microphone in hand while Melody is by herself without her body guards however with her is her brightly polished Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Internet Championship draped over her right shoulder. Melody isn't dressed for combat instead she is wearing a floor length red skirt that cuts off at her waist showing off her mid section and a long spilt up her legs showing off her tan and toned legs that she is known for. While she is rocking a matching red crop top covering her top half. Melody stands there looking at Pussy with a smile on her face while Pussy clears her throat and gets this underway.
Pussy: Please welcome my guest at this time, the Current Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Internet Champion... Melody Grace.
Melody doesn't wait for Pussy to finish as she just waves at the camera before looking back at Pussy waiting for her first question.
Pussy: Melody, I just wanted to ask you a couple of quick questions tonight as the SCW fans have been wondering what has been going on with you lately? So I guess I'll start off with what's wrong? Why have you been so quiet? What's going on? Are you okay?
Melody just stares at Pussy while she rattles off her questions before she pulls her bottom lip into her mouth sucking on it. Thinking of the perfect response.
Melody: You want to know what's wrong with me Pussy? It's pretty fricken obvious what's wrong with me Pussy. You see a few weeks ago Mark Ward put a target on my back, a massive target and you know what has happened since?
Pussy goes to answer but Melody cuts her off.
Melody: Nothing... Nothing has ducking happened.
Yes she did mean ducking.
Melody: You want to know what's been happening? All of the bombshells have been chasing this make believe dream that they are the best, that they are ALL the number one contender to Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Championship, they have been putting in all of their time and focus into going for Sammi, no wait, Mercedes, no wait, Sammi, no wait... Crystal. So much back and forth, it's a head case. They're all running in a race that none of them are going to win, hell that none of them deserve to be in and that none of them are going to come out on top in and why? You want to know why?
Melody waits for Pussy to start answering her question but Miss Grace cuts her off once more.
Melody: Because they're all JOKES! The whole Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Roster is a joke. Every single one of them. Mark Ward has offered them a golden opportunity to come at me... to come at my Bombshell Internet Championship and has any one other than Amy Marshall made a move? No and why? Because they are all lazy and pathetic... They all work around hands out and basically this six pack challenge for the Bombshell Championship is a friggen hand out. Yet they all "deserve it" fuck that...
Pussy's eyes grow wide at Melody's rare swearing outburst, she goes to say something but Melody once again cuts her off.
Melody: So you want to know what my problem is? Take a good look around... We've got Keira who basically attacked the shit of her wife just to get a chance at the Bombshell Championship, we've got Sammi, Crystal and Mercedes going back and forth with the Bombshell Championship like a bunch of porn stars sharing a cock-a-doodle-do... We've got Jessie Salco even in the mix and what's that? Didn't she just lose her championship belt... To... Wait for it... Me and yet she's in the fold? Not only that we have Mikah going for it... Mikah, Mikah, Mikah... That's all we fucking hear these days... Mikah's getting married, Mikah and Despy, Mikah and Drake, Mikah, Mikah... Mikah... It's to bad it's not the old Mikah and we've got this watered down Kool aid Mikah who can't seem to do anything anymore without a bunch of people backing her up or hyping her up. It drives me insane... Not only that we have Roxi Johnson going for the Roulette Championship? What is with that? That's the biggest crock of dung I have ever smelt in my life. I mean don't get me wrong I love Roxi and she is one of best there is and one of the best there ever will be but she should be in that match regardless of the her match outcome against her wife.
Melody goes to continue but Pussy cuts her off.
Pussy: Are you implying Roxi tanked to Keira?
Melody just eyes Pussy up and down with a disgusted look on her face.
Melody: I NEVER said that and don't EVER put words in my mouth. I'm just stating that Roxi is better than the rest of the so called "number ones" in this match. Hell you know what's unfair? The fact that Kate isn't in this match? Kate has been defending her roulette championship week in and week out she DESERVES this shot, not Jessie Fucking Salco... Hell if it's a free for all why don't you throw Veronica Taylor in the fold and call it the everyone gets a shot match?
Melody continues to stare down Pussy as the interviewer finally brings the microphone back up to her lips.
Pussy: Mel is it at all possible that you feel this way because you're jealous that you're not in the match?
Melody: If that's what you think Pussy you need to pack your bags and flog off. Jealous of what? A bunch of girls who have been thrown together? Jealous because I'm not in the match? Let's look at it this way let's use Tommy's beloved Mikah as the measuring stick in the Bombshell Division shall we? Now let me see Mikah beat the Bombshell Champion last week in Crystal and well... I beat Mikah a few weeks back therefore if we are keeping score Mikah is better than Crystal and I beat Mikah sooo that instantly makes me better than Mikah... So jealous I'm not in the match? No... Because let's face it if I was in the match I would be walking out with the Bombshell Internet Championship and the Bombshell Championship... It's pretty simple to follow Pussy. I'm just livid that in this whole debacle people have lost sight of the championship that matters and that's the Bombshell Internet Championship, let's face it for weeks now everyone has been the number one contender for my belt and has anyone stepped up? Noooope. Like I said a bunch of lazy and pathetic excuses for Bombshells... It's disgusting.
Pussy: So what are you going to do about it Melody?
A smirk crosses Melody's face as if an idea as bounced up into her mind. The fans continue to chant her name regardless of her laying down some heated smack talk which is unlike her, that causes her smirk to shift to a natural and thankful smile.
Melody: Oh it's simple Pussy, I'm going to become the longest reigning Bombshell Champion in history... And I don't mean the "top" belt I mean in general and the fact is while everyone is looking for hands out and trying to claim the "top title" I get to sit pretty and breathe easy... Why do you think I got rid of my body guards? I don't need them because no one is focused on my belt right now... No one is focused on me right now and you know what? I'm going to make each and every single one of them regret the moment they decided to forget about me... I'll make them regret the moment that they decided to forget about this.
Melody runs her right hand over her Internet Championship with a delightful smile on her face before looking back at Pussy.
Melody: Hot Stuff wanted me to take this seriously, so you can thank him for what's about to come next.
Melody and Pussy lock eyes for a second before Melody takes her leave and walks off. As Pussy goes to lift the microphone up to her lips once more Melody comes waking back into the scene.
Melody: Me Jealous? Jeebus Pussy... I can't believe you would even think that... I'm the luckiest Bombshell alive, I get to call Despy and Odette Stevens my best friends... I have my Melephants, I have the best fans in the world and well I get to wake up beside J2H every morning. I have nothing to be jealous of Pussy, I'm at the top of this Ivory tower it's just a matter of time before you all come to realise that. Now if you'll excuse me... I'm missing James and need to lay my eyes and hands on the best Champion this company has ever seen.
With that said and done Melody walks off the set and Pussy Willows is left wondering what Melody Grace is up to. The scene fades back to ringside.
The night club is booming with excitement as the audience is loving Climax Control. As the crowd is starting to do the wave, that same strange symbol appears on the screen. The audience stops as the same creepy sounding voice comes through the speakers.
"Thou shalt not commit adultery. That is a lesson you were taught. Unfortunately, we will teach a different lesson. A lesson in Justice outweighs everything."
The crowd once are left confused after the strange message. The voice once again comes over the speaker.
"We're coming"
Is all that it says as the lights in the club return to normal.
SCW WORLD BOMBSHELL CHAMPIONSHIP
CRYSTAL MILLAR (c) vs MIKAH vs SAMANTHA MARLOWE vs KEIRA FISHER-JOHNSON vs JESSIE SALCO vs MERCEDES VARGAS
Veronica Taylor is seen standing at a table, clad tastefully in a shimmering purple mini skirt and black halter top with matching high heels. She has a drink in her hand and is surrounding by an entourage of her super model cronies when from out of nowhere, Amy Marshall attacks!
Veronica's cronies scream and screech -- as well as scatter, as Amy is all over veronica, knocking her to the floor! Like Veronica, Amy is clad in street clothes, but casual in a fitted t with a heavy metal band emblem and torn blue jeans and boots! Boots in which she is laying into Veronica's prone body until referee Drew Patton rushed out from 'backstage'!
Simone: Finally! Hopefully Drew can restore some order here in this mess!
Adams: What kind of order can you restore in what's basically a bird's version of a bar room brawl?
Drew tries to pull Amy off of Veronica but she shoves the official away from her and goes back on the attack! Amy grabs a handful of Veronica's hair and brings a fist down into the side of her skull as Taylor tries kicking at her with her feet but Amy avoids it! Amy grabs her by her high-heel foot and swings her around on the floor -- sending Veronica sliding across the dance floor and closer to the illuminated bar! Fans seated and watching move aside as Amy power walks over to her opponent and Veronica pulls herself to her feet.
Simone: Walking in heels is hard enough. I can't imagine what fighting in them must be like for Veronica!
Amy assists Veronica to her feet, where Veronica swings at her but Amy blocks it and clobbers her instead with a right hand!
Adams: Not too easy I'd hazard a guess.
The shot sends Veronica staggering around on her feet, leaning over the bar. Amy advances but this gives Veronica her chance to grab hold of someone's drink and as Marshall grabs her, Veronica pivots and throws the drink in Amy's face and eyes!
Simone: Alcohol thrown in Amy's face! That has to burn!
Adams: Boy I've been there!
Amy staggers back, wiping desperately at her eyes as the liquor has blinded her temporarily! Just long enough for Veronica to grab her by the arm and Irish whip her hard against the bar counter! Veronica then grabs two handfuls of Amy's hair and bashes her head into the counter once ... twice ... three times! Veronica then takes a handful of Amy's hair and one of the back of her jeans and whips her around and up onto the bar top, sending her sliding across the marble! The momentum sends drinks flying off to the floor on both sides and Amy topples off at the end, landing at the feet of none other than...
Narly: Dude!
Radical: Chick fight!
Surf Boys: COOOOOOL!!!
Veronica shoves the two Surf Boys aside and grabs Amy and throws her down hard into the floor! Veronica stands on Amy's long hair and grabs her by the hands and PULLS, tearing away at Marshall's scalp! Amy SCREAMS in pain but Drew is powerless in this case to do anything about it! Veronica just smiles and mocks Amy's plight, right up until Ms. Marshall uses her legs to kick up and roll Veronica over into a victory roll!
Adams: AH! I think I just committed adultery with that camera shot!
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Veronica gets her shoulder up!
Simone: In the middle of this mess, I almost forgot it was an actual sanctioned match!
Adams: A lot of people thought Amy would run right over Veronica in a match like this but Ronnie is holding her own!
Both women are back to their feet and Veronica doubles Amy over with a kick to the stomach. Veronica grabs her and tries to send her out onto the dance floor with a whip but Amy ducks into the attempt and counters. She pulls Veronica back and up onto her shoulders in a fireman's carry and dumps her onto the bar counter. Amy throws three right fists into Veronica's exposed midsection, then grabs the bar's hose and sprays a drink right in Veronica Taylor's face!
Adams: If that's not Diet Coke then Veronica's going to be PISSED!
Amy tries to pull Veronica off of the bar but Veronica grabs a beer bottle and swings it upside of Marshall's head! The blow staggers the Grand Slam Champion and Veronica carefully stands up and jumps off of the bar, crashing into Amy and wiping her out onto the floor!
Simone: I don't know what's stranger: seeing an aerial move from Veronica or the fact it was from the top of the bar?
Veronica remains on top of Amy and screams at Drew as she covers her and hooks a handful of Amy's low rising jeans!
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Amy kicks out!
Adams: Even a handful of pants couldn't keep Amy down!
Veronica grabs Amy and drags her to her feet. Amy throws a fist at Veronica, knocking her back but Veronica fights back, raking her eyes! Veronica goes to throw her into a random table but Amy reverses it and she sends Taylor into -- and OVER the table and right into the laps of a group of rowdy, drunken fans!
Adams: I bet those college boys will never forget this night!
Simone: But Veronica will sure try to if they don't keep their hands to themselves!
Veronica struggles and kicks, rolling off and collapsing to the floor. Amy comes in after her and drags her to her feet and snap suplexes her over onto the hard dance floor! Amy then hops up onto the cushioned booth seat where the young men were seated and stands on the table itself. She blows a kiss to the fans and leaps back and over...
Simone: A MOONSAULT onto the dance floor!
Amy lands right smack dab on top of the prone Veronica Taylor and hooks the leg!
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3 - No! Veronica gets her shoulder up!
Adams: And still Amy can't put Veronica away!
Amy grabs Veronica to pull her up, but Veronica pulls her legs out from under her! Veronica then lunges on top of her and wraps both hands around Marshall's throat, choking her out as Drew pleads with her to end the assault! Amy chokes and sputters, kicking her legs and tearing at Taylor's hands but she can't break the hellcat's grip! Veronica finally releases her, sending Amy into a coughing fit! Veronica stands up, grabbing Amy by the legs. Veronica falls back, catapulting Amy up and over a table, sending it and the contents scattering all over the floor! Veronica turns and gives everyone a super model pose, resulting in loud jeers and boos!
Simone: Pay attention you daft twit!
Veronica turns around as Amy is returning to her feet, albeit struggling to do so. Veronica struts over to her when Amy turns around swiftly, a lit lighter in one hand and a bottle of beer in the other. She takes a deep swallow...
Adams: LOOK OUT!
Veronica's eyes go wide and she dives to the floor just as Amy sends a beer fireball her way!
Simone: This is going too far!
A wide eyed and freaked out Veronica gets to her feet but is knocked right back down by a thrust kick to the side of the head, courtesy of Amy! Amy then grabs a nearby heavy chair and topples it over on top of Veronica! Veronica struggles, screaming as Amy jumps on top of the chair, adding to its weight and pressure as Drew has no choice but to count the unusual pinfall!
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Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the Nightclub Brawl -- AMY MARSHALL!!!
The fans in attendance cheer as Drew helps Amy to her feet and raises her arm as Veronica's cronies rush over to extricate her from her predicament!
The camera moves backstage to see Remi, one half of team Technicolor walking in the hallways, apparently looking for somebody. She was sporting a pair of short jeans shorts and a simple white tank top that shows the straps of her neon pink lace bra. She smiles a bit at some of the backstage workers that were lingering in the hallways and some of the other stars that were in the arena as wellong. She walks to the men's locker and looks around before pushing the door and walks inside, not worried about if there were other superstars in there. She smirks to herself as she sees Ryan Keys and walks over to him.
Remi: So, there you are.
She looks at him, her eyes looking up at him.
Remi: I've been looking everywhere for you.
She tilts her head to the side, a small smirk playing on her lips.
Remi: So, did you prepare for your match already? Or...
She bites on her bottom lip as she looks him over.
Remi: Or would you like some...
She bites her bottom lip before reaching out and touching his abs with her finger and tracing a line down his abs.
Remi: Help?
She bats her eyes at him. The camera pans back and with the crowds loud cheer in the background it shows the SCW Roulette title challenger Ryan Keys. All dressed up in his tight and skimpy black ring gear as he got ready for his match. He smirks and places his hands on the beautiful Remi's hips as she toyed with him
Ryan: Hm...I can always use some help.
He eyes her up and down before tilting his head to look into her eyes.
Ryan: What are you offering, Rainbow Girl?
The brunette kept questioning her as he moved his hand to play with a strand of her hair and lean over. The amusement in his face made him glad to be back.
Remi: I'm offering you assistance of course.
She smirks at him, feelingredients his hands on her hips.
Remi: I mean I'm sure there's a lot of things that I can. . .
She looks at him again before looking down, looking him over again. She slowly runs her tongue along her bottom lip, clearly liking what she saw.
Remi: Help with.
She takes a step closer to him, enclosing the space between them. She bites onto the side of her bottom of her lip, looking up at him. She smiles before placing a hand on his chest.
Remi: So, Mr. Keys, what do you want me to help you with?
She glances down, looking him over once more before smiling at him again, a fake innocent look in her eyes.
Ryan: I could name a few thing at the top of my head.
His brow arches as his smirk grows. This was certainly a good way to welcome him. Though it pained him that he couldn't afford a distraction at the moment. Yet relieving some stress wouldn't hurt either.
Ryan: Why don't you help me warm up first. I'll make it fun for you.
A taunting tone plays on his lips as he enjoys the innocent look on her face. But no matter how sweet she's playing Remi looks like she had other plans.
Ryan: I've been in this place before. I know all the good hiding spots.
He chuckles lightly as a thought amused him.
Ryan: Or we can give the good people of Reno, Nevada a nice show.
Tattooed fingers trail across her soft skin. Slowly working their way up until he tilts her head up to look at him. His thumb gently runs across he delectable looking lips.
Ryan: What will it be?
A challenge was being brought to her.
Ryan: I got a lot to work out.
She looks at him, her mouth slightly open as she feels the pad of his thumb rub against her bottom lip. She sticks her tongue out a bit, rubbing it against his thumb.
Remi: It looks like you have a lot to work out.
She carefully places her hands on his sides, moving in closer aging, running the tip of her tongue against her bottom lip.
Remi: And I can probably help you out with anything that your heart desires.
She rubs her hands up his sides, letting her fingertips drag along every bump of his ribcage.
Remi: Just tell me what you want me to do...for you.
She pauses a mischievous look in her eyes. She slowly slides her fingertips down his sides, letting them hit the top of his ring attire. She looks down a bit, biting her bottom lip before look back up at him.
Remi: Or to you.
She lets a small giggle escape her lips a bit.
Ryan: I got one better for you.
He pulls their bodies closer and snakes his hands around her waist. Keys slowly leans forward and graces his lips with hers.
Ryan: I'll show you how you can help.
His hand hand quickly goes up and covers the camera lens. The scene going back as the crowd at the LEX Nightclub cat call and cheers with only their imaginations to run wild as to what's happening.
The strong, pulsating beats of Aerosmith's hit "Love In the Elevator" begins to strike out across the sound system of the arena and the fans begin to look around anxiously as spotlights begin to hit the crowd...
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the World Tag Team Champions -- Ben Jordan and Jamie Dean ... Team BJ!
The song continues to rock throughout the building as the cameras finally pick up the members of the championship team, weaving their way through and around the fans, making their way from the backstage area! The fans are absolutely eating it up that the prestigious champions are entering this way, being so close to them. They smile and laugh in delight, clapping their hands as Ben leans in to pose with a small child and snap a selfie, giving the young fan a moment to always remember. His tag team partner Jamie has fun in his own way as he pulls a young man up from his seat and plops down into the chair, pulling the fan down into a seated position on his lap as the fan laughs at the his antics.
Ben comes up between two more fans and props his chin on their shoulders, reaching around for another smiling selfie as Jamie jumps over and joins in on the pose with a 'photo bomb', giving the two fans a delightful moment. The two champions pull apart from the fans and continue to make their way through the capacity crowd, patting shoulders and slapping hands offered out to them until they arrive at the barricade at ringside. They enter the ringside area through the corner opening and Ben hops up onto the ring apron before jumping to the corner and holding aloft his half of the tag team belts, and is greeted by applause. Ben then vaults over the top rope and into the ring while his partner, Jamie, slides into the ring beneath the bottom rope. As Ben stands and poses for the fans, Jamie crawls on hands and knees through his partner's legs, smiling for the fans' benefit causing Ben to slowly shake his head and smile. He reaches down to Jamie, grabbing his hand and lifting him to his feet as Justin hands the duo microphones
Ben: Alright people.
The crowd cheer as Ben looks towards Jamie with a smile.
Ben: So far tonight, it's been a ton of fun and there's still more to come because ya know we got the second semi final coming up to see which team gets a go at our beautiful belts here, but first off, me and JD have a little announcement to make to you all. We're both a pair of charitable people and it was mentioned that this geezer will be on the other side of the bar to what I'm usually on to raise some money as a guest bartender and we finally got some details of that.
Ben nods towards Jamie who raises the mic to his lips.
Jamie: This event will be held at Club AKBAR in Los Angeles, California on the weekend of July 23. This is going to be an all day event, so you'll have no excuses not to come and get liquored up and drunk off your butts with Ben here. And if you thought I'd miss out on the chance of having Ben here get me drunk, you are SADLY mistaken!
The crowd laughs as Ben just rolls his eyes.
Jamie: And I'm not alone in that aspect. I'm sure you'll be pleasantly surprised by who you might see from SCW in attendance, helping to raise money for a very worthy cause. This event will be to raise funds for True Colors, a cause that helps bring homeless youth off the streets and give them a safe and secure place to stay.
The crowd cheer as Ben nods at Jamie.
Ben: Now everyone is welcome down there, to give their support and money to a worthy cause, but me and this fella here.
Ben puts his hand on Jamie shoulder.
Ben: We wanna add a little more incentive to get ya arses down there.
Jamie: Now I tried to get him to bar tend in his boxers cause it would raise more money.
The crowd cheer as Jamie encourages them, Ben shaking his head.
Ben: Not happening.
Jamie pouts out his lower lip.
Jamie: Spoilsport.
Ben: Well we did come up with a plan B. If you come down and join us there and then you will all have a chance to bid at a very special auction. Two main prizes will be auctioned off, and that would be a certain Mr Jamie Dean.
Ben points to Jamie.
Ben: And a certain Mr Ben Jordan.
The crowd instantly burst in to cheers.
Simone: Where did I put my purse?
Adams: Belly! Naughty, naughty!
Simone: I mean ugh...
Ben: That's right, you can buy a date with one of us and not only that, the date will happen on the cruise ship in the week of Summer XXXTreme IV, where you will get ring side seats and a date with the SCW tag team champions, as paid for out of my own pocket. It doesn't matter what the date, we will take ya away to hang with SCW stars and have a night on the decks with us.
Jamie: That sounded so wrong.
Ben: Knew it as soon as it left my gob.
Jamie: Hosting this auction will be none other than SCW's own Christian Underwood, and spinning the music that night for one and all, everyone's favorite rock n roller brawler, Alex Rush will be there as well!
Ben: How can you say no to that? Bring yourselves, Bring ya money, give generously.
Jamie: In fact, as I always say on a hot date? Give til it hurts!
The fans cheer as Ben face palms and hurriedly escorts his tag partner backstage to the tune of "Love In the Elevator."
The cameras are bouncing around the night club as Blanca Chastain and Rory Justice are standing in the crowd.
Blanca Chastain: Do you see her?
Rory Justice: See who?
Blanca slaps her brother up side the head while looking at him.
Blanca Chastain: Our sister you dingle dork.
Rory Justice: No, I haven't seen her nor do can I. This place is like a damn zoo.
Blanca is causally glancing at her phone hoping to get a text or something. As the night rolls on, Rory's eyes gaze off in the distance as Blanca looks up at him.
Blanca Chastain: Do you see her?
Rory Justice: Pretty!
He says while lifting his hand and pointing his finger at the approaching Ms. Rocky Mountains. Bianca's eyes follow his finger as she lets out a soft sigh.
Rocky Mountains: I am sorry Blanca. I hope I didn't interrupt anything.
Blanca Chastain: You are fine Rocky. My brother and I are trying to find Zuri.
Ricky's face lit up at the mention of Zuri.
Rocky Mountains: Is Zuri here? Do you think she could shed some light on her partner?
Blanca shrugs her shoulder while trying to keep Rory from drooling on himself.
Blanca Chastain: I would like that too Rocky. Zuri normally doesn't keep secrets from me but for some reason this secret means everything to her.
Voice: Well if it isn't the two little shits who took my job.
Rocky shakes her head saying that wasn't her who said that. Blanca slowly turns around to see Candy Overton, Isabella Kincaid and Arizona Olson standing behind her.
Rocky Mountains: Uh, Candy what are you doing here?
Candy rolls her eyes while looking Blanca dead in her eye.
Candy Overton: Can it Rocky. This really doesn't concern you.
Blanca is looking directly into Candy's eyes as she gives off a little smirk.
Blanca Chastain: We didn't have to take your job Candy. Christian gave us our jobs back due to the high demand we were getting from the fans. You do remember them right?
Candy snarls while stepping closer to Blanca's face.
Candy Overton: Where is your sister now? Did she leave you all alone?
Voice: Why don't you ask me?
Zuri's voice echoes a little as Rocky's eyes lit up to see the Masked Vigilante standing in front of her. Blanca still as that smirk on her face as Candy is slowly turning around.
Candy Overton: Come on girls, we got better things to do.
Candy slams her shoulder into Zuri while walking out of the picture. Rocky quickly steps forward with a smile on her face.
Rocky Mountains: Zuri, I have to ask you. Who is your tag team partner?
Zuri gives one look at Rocky while placing a finger over her lips.
Zuri Chastain: Shhh, my child. All will be revealed in time. All you need to know is that Justice Is Coming.
After Zuri says those words, she points up toward the ceiling as someone dressed in all black with a hood and mask is standing in the rafters. The camera tilts back down to show Zuri has left the picture leaving Blanca and Rocky standing there with confusion racking their faces.
SCW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP - BEST TWO OUT OF THREE FALLS
J2H (c) vs DESPAYRE
"I'm Made of Wax, Larry, What Are You Made Of?" by A Day to Remember plays. Ryan walks in loving the reaction from the crowd, he smirks while walking to the stage, flirting with the camera. He slides through the bottom ropes and jumps to a corner turnbuckle (right), where he tears his tank top off to get ready for the match..
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the Roulette championship. Introducing first...from Las Vegas Nevada, RYAN KEYS! And his opponent...
Animals by Maroon 5 begins to play as the lights in the arena go dark. We watch as red, white, and green, spotlights flash around the entrance area. We see James "Guido" Tuscini step out from the backstage area and he plays the crowd by waving and flexing his muscles. James maked his way across the landing and then he heads down the ramp to the wrestling ring. Along the way James acknowledges the crowd by giving high fives and shaking hands. When he arrives at the ring James climbs up the ring steps, then he walks along the ring apron, then he ducks through the ropes into the ring where he makes a trip around the ring to play the crowd some more before settling into a corner to await the start of the match.
Justin: From San Francisco California, he is the SCW ROULETTE CHAMPION...JAMES TUSCINI!
The view changes to the backstage area where Rocky Mountains is standing beside the Roulette wheel. She spins it as both Ryan and James watches wondering what kind of match they will be in. The wheel slows with a few final clicks to land on Strap Match.
Simone: This match is going to be quite interesting. These two men will be connected by ten feet of leather that is tied around each man's wrist.
Adams: Well, Jacob Summers is getting both men ready for the match with the strap
Simone: This a match that we haven't seen for a while. And it looks like Jacob has everything ready to go.
The bell rings as both Ryan and James begins to wrap the strap around their hands before meeting in the middle of the ring and starts to throw punches at each other. Finally James manages to get Ryan on the defensive and catches him in a headlock that Ryan moves out of and forces the champion into a hammerlock that brings James to his tiptoes. As he does, Ryan looks around and then slowly drags Tuscini towards the first turnbuckle and slams a hand down on it. Tuscini begins to struggle against the hold as Ryan is sidestepping towards the second turnbuckle.
Adams: Ryan isn't wasting any time trying to end this match.
Simone: I don't think that James Tuscini is going to let him get the win that easily.
Tuscini manages to turn enough that he is able to turn the hold against Ryan and then catch him with a headlock that rubs the leather strap into the face of Keys who cries out in pain. Tuscini uses a hip toss to bring Keys down to the mat while still holding the headlock in. Grinding down on the face of Ryan, he gets to his feet slowly with Keys helping a bit. Releasing the hold, Tuscini whips Ryan off the ropes and takes him down with clothesline. Wrapping his end of the strap around the legs of Ryan, Tuscini begins to drag him to a turnbuckle and smacks his hand down on it.
Ryan begins to kick and struggle as he rolls over on his stomach and grabs at the ropes. Tuscini notices the movement that is stopped and turns to find Keys pulling on the rope. Tuscini drops the strap and then moves to grab his legs. Spinning around his leg, Tuscini drops and locks in a figure four leglock that makes Keys arch in pain.
Simone: Tuscini is working on the legs of Ryan Keys.
Adams: That has to hurt. Keys better do something and do something quickly.
Ryan sits up and reaches for Tuscini who lays back out of reach of Keys. Fighting his way to his hip, Ryan Keys is finally able to roll over forcing the pain back onto Tuscini who releases the hold very quickly. Keys lay on the mat in pain as he forces himself to his hands and knees. Tuscini gets up faster and hits the turnbuckle above them. Ryan sees this and then takes Tuscini out with a chop block that buckles his knee. Ryan mounts Tuscini and starts to hit his head with rights and lefts. Getting to his feet, he looks around at the crowd then hits Tuscini with a handstand leg drop across his upper chest.
Simone: Keys is showing off for the fans I think and they are appreciating it.
Keys Gets to his feet once more and then securing the strap around the hands of Tuscini, he begins by slapping the turnbuckle and then moves towards the second turnbuckle as he drags Tuscini with him. James yanks back on the strap then catches up the slack. Using it like a whip, he brings the leather down on the back of Keys who arches in pain. Tuscini whips him again and again raising hard red welts onto Keys back. Looping the slack around the neck of Keys, Tuscini pulls him back towards the first turnbuckle and slaps it himself. Keys is strangling and fighting to escape as Tuscini shoulders the strap and then moves towards the second turnbuckle. He slaps it then turns to Keys who has manages to pull far away enough to pull the loop off his neck. Tuscini rushes towards Keys who is holding the ropes and attempts a bull dog but Keys keeps a hold on the ropes as James slams to the mat. Seeing Tuscini down on the mat, Ryan climbs up the corner and then hits a backflip off the top rope that drives the air from both men. Lying on the mat neither are quick to get to their feet.
Adams: That was a very high risk move from the challenger Belinda. I think Ryan went to the well one too many times.
Simone: Jason, this is for the Roulette title, you can never go to the well too many times.
Ryan is the first man to his knees then his feet as he moves to slap the turnbuckle. Behind him, Tuscini is getting to his feet as well. He slams a hand on the turnbuckle as well. Ryan moves to the next turnbuckle and slaps it as well while Tuscini slaps at the turnbuckle as well. Keys turns to find him behind him and turns to grab Tuscini and using the back of his head, slams Tuscini to the mat with a one handed bulldog. Tuscini rolls to his stomach and onto the apron. Keys follows him but is surprised by Tuscini who uses a shoulder block to knock Keys to the mat. Tuscini picks him back up and spinning him around delivers a hard atomic drop to the younger man. Keys grabs his back as Tuscini then takes him down with a bull dog of his own.
Simone: Tuscini is taking charge again.
Tuscini once more wraps up Keys and drags him towards the first turnbuckle. Tuscini slaps it with a smirk and a kick at the fallen Keys. Dragging the younger man towards the second turnbuckle, Tuscini smacks it as well. Keys catches the foot that James was using to kick him and wrenches him off his feet. The two men begin to trade punches on the mat as they fight their way to a vertical base. Tuscini attempts a clothesline that Keys evades using a matrix evasion but that leaves him open for a grab from Tuscini who rushes towards him and lifts him with a torture rack. Bouncing Ryan on his shoulders, Tuscini drives the air from his lungs and then moves towards the turnbuckle to hit it. Keeping Ryan on his shoulders, he doesn't see Keys hit the turnbuckle behind him. Tuscini moves towards the next two turnbuckles with Keys on his shoulders and smacks the turnbuckle with Keys slapping it behind him.
Simone: Keys is smart, he is slapping the turnbuckles behind Tuscini and will just have to beat him to the final one and he will have beaten Tuscini..
Keys begins to struggle a bit as the fourth turnbuckle is hit by Tuscini then Keys. Only two turnbuckles left and Ryan fights enough to catch the arm of Tuscini and then wrench it enough to slam his elbow into the face of Tuscini and escape the hold and drop to the mat. Tuscini clutches at his face as Keys doubles up the strap and begins to whip his opponent with the strap. Tuscini arches in pain from the whipping but manages to hit the fifth turnbuckle. Ryan rushes up behind him to hit it as well. Turning quickly, he rushes towards the last turnbuckle but James loops the strap around the neck of Keys and yanks him backwards like a dog on a leash.
Adams: Ouch...that is definitely going to be putting a crimp in Ryan Keys' night tonight. I wonder how he is going to explain the neck injury to his customer.
Tuscini manages to pick up Keys and then tries to lock on the sleeper hold but Keys is able to fight out it and then turn it around into a hard kick to the midsection that doubles over Tuscini. Catching him around the midsection, Keys executes his Exhibition finisher and arches in a bridge. Summers moves to motion to him that he can't win by pinfall. Keys releases the hold and then gets to his feet to question Summers. Tuscini is slow to get to his feet and reaches towards Keys who spins and clotheslines him to the mat. Picking up the champion, Ryan hits his master keys facebuster that sends Tuscini staggering backwards into the corner but Keys is smart enough to yank on the strap to prevent him from hitting the turnbuckle and ending the match. Tuscini reaches over Keys to try and tag the turnbuckle but can't as Keys lifts him out of the corner. Tuscini shakes his head and gets right in Keys face. The pair can be seen nose to nose as Tuscini seems to be saying something. Keys can be seen getting angry and then slaps the taste out of Tuscini's mouth before grabbing him and slamming his head into the turnbuckle angrily before starting to throw punches on the champion as Summers signals for the bell. Keys stops as he hears the bell and then glares down at an escaping Tuscini who is joined by Summers who releases the strap and hands him the title.
Justin: The winner of the match, and still Roulette champion JAMES TUSCINI!
Simone: Keys put up a great fight tonight.
Adams: And if he hadn't slammed Tuscini's face into the turnbuckle, we might have just seen a new champion tonight.
James holds up the title as he stands in the ring as Ryan moves up the ramp.
We return to the VIP Lounge as Travis Nathaniel Andrews is enjoying himself. Ruby Rose is sitting next to him as they watch Climax Control. He can hear the fans asking for autographs but Travis completely ignores them.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: This is the life. Finally, getting to use my VIP status.
Ruby Rose: You deserve it.
As Travis and Ruby are enjoying themselves, Pussy Willow is standing by the velvet ropes talking to the VIP Loinge bouncer.
Pussy: Can you let me in?
Bouncer: Sorry but you are not on the list.
Pussy: But I know Travis. I'm a good friend of his.
The bouncer puts up a finger as he moves toward the area Travis was sitting.
Bouncer: Mr. Andrews, I have some woman by the name of Pussy Willows standing outside the ropes. She claims to be a friend of yours.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: Ugh!
Travis grunts as the bouncer looks at him.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: Pussy Willows is not a friend. She is more like that annoying flea you can't seem to get rid of no matter how hard you try.
Bouncer: Should I let her in?
Ruby places her hand on the bouncer's shoulder.
Ruby Rose: You tell Pussy that Travis will speak when he is ready. If she doesn't like it then tell to suck on an egg. This is for VIPs and she most definitely is not one of them.
Travis smirks while motioning for the bouncer to amscray.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: Now scram before I send you to the dentist.
The bouncer shakes his head while leaving as pussyfoot is standing there with her arms crossed.
Pussy: Well, what did he tell you? Did he tell you to let me in?
The bouncer shakes his head.
Bouncer: I am sorry ma'am but you can't enter. This for VIPs and you didn't make the cut.
Pussy lets out a grunt herself as she looks around the bouncer towards Travis and Ruby. She slowly walks away while mumbling one word under her breath.
Pussy: Asshole
Travis and Ruby are sitting with their backs against the couch while watching the action in the ring.
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 smiles at some of the fans as she walks down the ramp before coming to a stop at the bottom of the ramp. She blows a kiss to the camera before walking over to the steps, giving a few select fans high fives. 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.
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 walks over to the corner and sticks her hand out and is handed a microphone.
Mikah: Hello Reno! I know I'm not booked to compete here tonight and rightfully so. But I'm not here to talk about what happened last week or what's going to happen next week. There's something that's been bugging me the past couple of weeks.
Mikah pauses as she paces a little bit before stopping and standing directly in the middle of the ring.
Mikah: You see, a few weeks ago a couple of incidents happened on Twitter involving me and SCW's resident blogger, Zelda Clark.
The camera pans over to Zelda Clark, who is sitting in the front row.
Mikah: It all started over something minuscule and then escalated into something that it never should have become. And it's gotten out of hand. I made her scared or something to even say my name and it's about time that I changed that.
She adjusts her short white shorts and then looks over to Zelda.
Mikah: You see, I stand by what I said last week in my promo that I won't try to take back what I said because you can't change the past and you can't change what's already been said. But I can apologize and move forward.
Mikah offers an apologetic smile to Zelda.
Mikah: You see, I've been so busy with planning a wedding to my fianc? Drake Green that I've been on edge about everything but today, that stops here. Zelda, will you please come in the ring? I'd like to say this face to face.
She looks at Zelda, a hopeful look on her face. All eyes fall on Zelda as the usually cheerful blogger looks around, almost unsure of what to do. Other people in the front row clap for her and encourage her to join Mikah in the ring, but she seems very hesitant. As more people clap for her and cheer her on, she finally stands up and is helped towards around the barricade and towards the ring. She walks up the steps and smiles brightly as she grabs the ropes for the first time and then steps through them, entering the six-sided ring. Mikah takes the opportunity to get a microphone for her and as Zelda walks to the center of the ring, the fans in attendance cheer and applaud her once again. Mikah then holds out the microphone to her, encouraging Zelda to take it, which she does, and Zelda hardly wastes any time in speaking.
Zelda: Sooo...I'm pretty sure I'm dreaming right now, because I can't believe I'm in the SCW ring, let alone with...you.
Mikah shrugs a slightly sheepish look on her face.
Mikah: I know, and that's part of the reason as to why I've asked you to come into the ring with me. I'm not going to hit your or anything, I promise.
Mikah raises her right hand up as if she was swearing in.
Mikah: I am woman enough to admit when I've done something wrong. And a few weeks back, I did something wrong. I snapped at you when I shouldn't have. I'm not going to make excuses for why I did because it won't change anything; the tweets are still there. However...
Mikah pauses for a moment.
Mikah: I can apologize to you. And give you this...
Mikah reaches into her back pocket and hands Zelda card.
Mikah: Zelda, I'm sorry for being so horrible to you a few weeks back. And to prove that I'm sincerely sorry for my behavior, I'd like to invite you to my wedding.
Mikah looks at Zelda, an apologetic look on her face. Zelda's jaw drops open as she stares down at the wedding invitation and slowly takes it from Mikah. She reads it over carefully, making sure it's real, before she looks up at Mikah, still shocked.
Zelda: Wait, wait, wait. You're inviting...ME...to your wedding?!
Zelda stares at Mikah and scratches her head, though she can't help but smile a little.
Zelda: But...why?! I mean...I'm just a fangirl! Well, I'm a blogger for SCW Studios, but...I'm just a fan like any of the rest of them!
Zelda looks around and points to the people in the crowd as they cheer.
Zelda: I...I don't know what to say!
Mikah smiles genuinely at Zelda.
Mikah: I'm inviting you because I'm proving to you that I am sorry for how I behaved to you on Twitter a few weeks back. The behavior wasn't warranted. And this is one of the ways that I can prove just how sorry I am for my behavior.
Mikah once again smiles at Zelda.
Mikah: Please say you'll come...
Zelda looks down at the invitation again, taking time to think over the offer. The entire time she does, the crowd starts clapping and chanting "Do it! Do it! Do it!" and this only leads her to consider the offer even more.
Zelda: This has to be the TOUGHEST decision EVER. I mean...you're inviting me to your wedding...to DRAKE GREEN...on a CRUISE SHIP.
Zelda looks at Mikah then around the crowd once again.
Zelda: People, this is probably going to be the wedding of the century, am I right?!
The crowd cheers loudly and Zelda looks back to Mikah, who is nodding.
Zelda: This is a once in a lifetime opportunity and I will ABSOLUTELY be there! I'd be crazy not to!
Zelda smiles excitedly again as she stares down at the wedding invitation, her hands almost shaking from the excitement and anticipation. Mikah smiles, happily before embracing Zelda with a hug, which was clearly unexpected by Zelda.
Mikah: Thank you for accepting my invitation. It really means a lot to me for you to accept the invitation.
Mikah smiles again, happily.
Mikah: I truly am sorry. And I'm sure that Mark Ward will be out here to kick me out of his ring for taking up time on his precious show. So, enjoy the rest of the show.
Mikah again smiles at the girl before watching her exit the ring as Dirty Little Girl by Burn Halo hits the sound system and Mikah exits the ring as well.
Walking through the hallway we see Song next to the dog with Eyesnsane on the other side of the dog. Song in her traditional red gy. The dog is wearing a chain with a big "W" on it and a Cubs hat. Eyesnsane has his feet and wrists wrapped in white tape and is wearing black shorts and a black t-shirt that reads "Tap Out" across the front of it. Eyesnsane seeing the camera walks right up to it.
Eyesnsane: It does not matter if you are ready or not. What you are going to see tonight is the most destructive force in the SCW today. You all are going to bear witness to The Elders and what we leave in our wake. Tonight I'm giving plenty of elbows to the face. I'm giving out plenty of knees to the face. There will be head trauma.
Don't believe me. Just write me off as another guy shooting his mouth off trying to walk into this company and prove himself. Don't believe that The Elders are you new tag team champions. Oh because it's going to happen. We are going to prove all the haters wrong, not because I said so, but because it's what we do. DVR this The Elders are winning this tournament and there's not a team that is going to stop us from taking our tag team championships. The road to the top starts right here tonight when we leave those guys knocked out in that ring. That's it, that's all!
Eyesnsane swings his elbow through the air in front of him and hits his own hand with it making a loud smacking sound and walks away from the camera. The dog then begins barking and follows him along with Song.
The camera pans around the arenas front row stopping on Zelda Clark as it does Joshua and Austin Acquin barge in and sit next to her and wave at the camera. They wave tickets they got as the camera pans around more.
Simone: How the hell did those two get back in?
Adams: They have tickets in their hand so they didn't climb a fence.
Simone: Somewhere backstage, Hot Stuff just kicked a cat in anger.
Justin: The following match is a tag team match for the Tag Team Title tournament!!!
IAIN SAYN NUN by OGYOLA X starts to play.
Justin: Coming to the ring and a combine weight of 32 and a half stones. Jon Dough
We see Jon Dough come from behind the curtains to a crowd pop.
Justin: and his tag team partner Eyesnsane
Eyesnsane comes the curtain to a shower of boos. Jon pauses to wait for Eyesnsane to catch up to him. the two give a fist bump to each other. The crowd showers them with a mix reaction as the two make there way to the ring. Jon slides in from the bottom ropes while Eyesnsane jumps on to the ring apron and then jump over the top ropes to makes his way in the ring. Eyesnsane and Jon Dough each get on top of a turnbuckle. Eyesnsane rasies his arms in the air to a shower of boo. Jon Dough then raises his arms up the air to a shower of cheers. The two get down and meet in the middle of the ring each other a nod while the crowd showers them with a mix reaction. z z
Monster and Animal I Have Become (mash up) by Skillet and Three Days Grace play over the sound system as Samuel McPherson and Lord Raab come through the curtain with Henry Losak behind them as they walk side by side together to the ring, ignoring the fans as they step over the top rope together while Henry goes through the middle rope. Raab and Samuel do a holdup in the ring with the fans booing on them as Henry steps out of the ring with Raab and Samuel stand in the ring waiting for the match to start.
Justin: And their opponents!! They are the team of Samuel McPherson and Lord Raab!! The Monstimals!!!
Holly Wood calls for the bell
DING DING DING
Samuel and Eyesnsane start off the match, the big powerhouse against the smaller and more agile wrestler. Samuel slowly walks towards his opponent as the member from The Members from the Elders backs off, Samuel steps forward as he wants to grab hold of Eyesnsane as he steps out of the way and delivers a blow to the midsection of Samuel. But that blow doesn't have any effect on the Monstimals member as he turns around and walks towards him. Cornering Eyesnsane and goes for the same move and again the same things happens as this time Eyesnsane kicks Samuel in the back of his knee. Causing him to buckle a little bit before turning around. Eyesnsane doesn't step away fast enough as this time Samuel grabs him and whips him back in the corner and delivers series of elbows to the side of his opponent's head.
Simone: Good Grief!! That's a way to turn a match into your favour!!!
Adams: Yeah, especially when you have the size and strength advantage like these two!!
Samuel follows it up with several shoulders in the midsection of Eyesnsane before tagging in Raab as the former World champion whips Eyesnsane into the ropes and goes for a big boot as this levels the Member of the Elder as Raab goes for the cover.
Holly Wood: One!! Two!!
Eyesnsane kicks out as Raab wraps his massive arm around his throat in a chinlock as he goes for a revesed chinlock, putting weight on top of his neck as EEyesnsane tries to pull the hair of his opponent, but gets his hands pulled off of it by Holly Wood. Warning him for doing this as he slowly gets to his feet before grabbing the head of Raab with both hands and executes a jaw breaker. Causing Raab to let go off the hold due to the impact of the blow. He tags in Jon Dough as the two go for a double dropkick that sends Raab to the outside as he lands on his feet. Jon runs to the other side of the ring before running towards Raab and hits a suicide dive that sends Raab back first into the barricades. Dough gets to his feet and delivers a few kicks to the midsection before sliding into the ring as Holly Wood is at the count of four as Raab slowly gets to the ring. Inside the ring it is Jon Dough runs towards the ropes and executes a flying forearm that staggers the big man into the ropes as Jon Dough tags in Eyesnsane as both men work together on Raab as jon hooks Raab in a standing suplex position. But the power of the big man is too much as he lifts Dough up himself in the air, but gets dropkicked in the back of his legs by Eyesnsane as that causes Dough to land on top of Raab. he rolls out of the ring as Eyesnsane covers Raab. But Holly can only count to one as Raab gets his shoulder up in time
Simone: Nice teamwork from the Members of the Elders.
Eyesnsane runs to the ropes and executes a Springboard Moonsault towards Raab, but the Monstimal member gets his knees up in time as that causes Eyesnsane to hit the knees hard with his ribs. Causing him to lose his oxygen that is being thrown out of his body as Raab gets up and tags back in Samuel. Both members of the Monstimals grab Eyesnsane by the throat and go for a Double Chokeslam as Samuel goes for the cover.
Holly Wood: One!! Two!!
Jon Dough runs in and breaks the three count as he delivers an axhandle on the back of Samuel. Samuel gets up as Dough tries to fight him with some forearms to the face, but Samuel pushes him away. Sending Dough into the ropes as Samuel hits him with a big boot as that causes Jon Dough to hit the canvas hard.
Adams: Good God!! I hope that this was a move to give Eyesnsane some time to get back to his feet.
Eyesnsane slowly gets to his feet as he wants to attack Samuel from behind, but Raab grabs him from behind and sends him hard to the canvas as Samuel turns around. He grabs the head of Eyesnsane and lifts him up over his shoulders and goes for a Shoulder Breaker. But just as he goes for that move it is Eyesnsane that slides out of his grip and lands behind Samuel. He delivers a dropkick to the back of Samuel before tagging back in Jon Dough as Samuel lands in the ropes. Jon Dough runs to the ropes and slides underneath he bottom rope and grabs the head of Samuel and delivers a forearm to the face. He then grabs the head of Samuel and pulls his head down on the bottom rope as Holly Wood starts to use her five count on him. He let's go off the hold at the count of four as he slides back in the ring. Runs to the ropes and comes down towards Samuel for a jump on the back of his neck but clotheslined out of his boots by Raab that got out of nowhere and surprises him.
Simone: Holy Cow!!!
Holly Wood tries to converse with the big monster as he gets out of the ring at the count of four as both Samuel and Jon Dough get to their feet. Samuel grabs Jon Dough by the head and lifts him up to his feet for a Powerbomb position as he lifts him up and Jon manages to free himself and executes a DDT in the middle of the ring. He covers Samuel as Raab runs in, but gets dropkicked for his good measure by Eyesnsane.
Holly: One!! Two!! Three!!!Justin: The winners of this match!! The Members of the Elders!!!
Joshua and Austin hop over the railing and attacks both teams as they had a brutal match. Just as they are about to do more damage. "Midnight/Tornado" hits the PA as Joshua and Austin look up as Hot Stuff looks up.
Joshua: "Mark it is great to see you have come to your senses and seems like you are going to suspe...."
HS: Just shut ya mouth you annoying square headed idiot!
Adams: Wowzer!
HS: You two fucking imbreds have gone too far. I would love nothing more then to take your contracts and set them on fire and piss on the ashes, but I'm just not gonna do that Joshua, because I have another plan.
The six security guards appear behind Hot Stuff on the stage once more.
HS: These men are going to throw you out of this building and you will not be coming back in this time but you two will be punished for making a mockery of the tag team division. I'm gonna leave you two bumbling fools to stew on it.
The security reach the ring, stepping inside and point to the outside, the damage done and the Acquins comply, stepping arrogantly out of the ring and walking up to the ramp towards Hot Stuff, Austin moving menicingly towards Hot Stuff.
HS: Oh I dare you to fucktard and my boot will be hitting your goofy looking jaw before you can blink. If I was you two, I'd find a mobile device streaming the show, cause Christian is gonna make a little announcement later, and let me tell you, it's gonna change your future. Now get these two out of here.
Security escorts the arrogant looking Acquins past Hot Stuff and he follows them to the back.
Adams: I get the feeling The Acquins are about to get a whole heap of trouble heading their way.
We switch scenes to catch a glimpse of James Tuscini I his dressing room talking to his Uncle-Manager Pinky del Ferrando on a video call.
Pinky: Congrats on your win James. You are proving to be one hell of a Roulette Champion. I wonder who you face next? Maybe Chris Shipman?
James: Thanks for the call and the congratulations Uncle. I don't know why but I don't feel as happy winning this match as I have in my previous matches.
Pinky: What the hell? Why wouldn't you be happy?
James: I feel like I crushed the hopes and dreams of Ryan Keys. He has what it takes to be a Champion in Sin City Wrestling. As far as facing off against Chris Shipman perhaps that will take place at Summer XXXTreme IV. I know Shipman wants to get in a match with me for the Roulette Title but he has to realize that I just defeated the wrestler who defeated him.
Pinky: Don't feel bad for someone else James. Not like they would have felt bad for you if you had lost.
James: Yeah I guess you're right.
Pinky: I'm almost fully healed and I'm wondering if you will allow me to come back and be in your corner at Summer XXXTreme IV?
James: Yes, Uncle, I want you there at Summer XXXTreme IV. It just hasn't felt the same since you have not been in my corner.
Pinky: Okay that's a deal. I will be there and ready to cheer you on. Thanks for giving me your time for this call.
The video call ends and James looks into the camera to make some comments.
James: I have a few things to say. The first thing is that The Unholy Alliance is a viable Tag Team and even though we were snubbed for the Tag Team Tournament thing we will be waiting to see who walks away at Summer XXXTreme IV as Tag Team Champions and then we are coming for you. It doesn't matter who it is we will defeat and dethrone you. The next thing is that I expect I will be facing off against Chris Shipman for the Roulette Title at Summer XXXTreme IV. If that match takes place I want Shipman to understand that it is an ALL OR NOTHING situation. I know that both of us will go all out and we either walk away with the Roulette Title Belt or nothing. After the crap you pulled on Uncle Pinky, kidnapping and whipping him, not only will I kick your ass into oblivion but Uncle Pinky is dying to get his hands on you. If you think you've had some bloody hellacious twisted matches before you ain't seen nothing yet.
James is about to wave off the cameraman but he decides to make more comments.
James: I'm on a tear as Roulette Champion. I have met, and defeated, everyone sent my way. It's nice to serve as the High Priest of the Roulette Championship and accept these willing sacrifices time and again. To Ryan Keys I commend you for giving me all you've got. There will be a time when you are walking around with a Title Belt around your waist but it wasn't today. Anyone is welcome to contact Management and request a shot at my Roulette Championship. I will take on anyone who has the courage to become the next sacrificial victim. That's all I want to say for now so the cameraman can leave.
The cameraman cuts his feed and we lead into another segment.
The lights dim and soft blue and white lights fade back in. A clicking can be heard before drums of 'Burning Down the House' by the Used begin to play out from the speakers. A bit of smoke trickles over the stage area and the crowd rises to their feet.
As the guitars kick in heavy, bursts of pyrotechnics go off around the stage that elicits a loud cheer from the crowd.
POP! POP! POP! POP! CRACK! CRACK! BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
As the smoke clears, out walks Drake Green with a giant smile on his face. His hair dripping wet and his t-shirt half soaked through. The crowd jumps to their feet cheering as he steps onto the stage. He raises both arms up and down motioning for the crowd to get up to their feet. The crowd responds with loud cheers as they get up.
Crowd: Massive POP!
Green, still with a large smile, stands tall in blue jeans and blue and white converse sneakers. His tight black t-shirt reads "The Show Must Go On" on the front and "Never Say Never" written on the back. He raises both arms straight up in the air points toward the sky as the crowd starts to get behind him. He taps his left fist over his heart twice and points back up to the sky in salute. Just as the lyrics for the song kick in, Drake makes his way down toward the ring, slapping hands of fans on either side of the railings but losing his smile a bit as a focused look comes over his face.
Drake trades handshakes and hugs with several of the fans in the crowd as he makes his way toward the ring. He walks around the entire rings, making sure he says hello to all the fans at ringside. Finally, he hops onto to the apron and steps up on the second rope and raises his arms again for the crowd. He steps down and walks over to the opposite corner and climbs up again.
Crowd: Showtime! Showtime! Showtime!
He steps down off of the rope and walks over toward the side of the ring, motioning for the microphone.
Drake: Helloooo Reno!
Crowd: POP!
Drake: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages....welcome to the show!
Crowd: Even louder POP!
Drake: Are you ready for the most magical, the most fantastical showstopper of all time?! I am your soldier, I am your savior, I am your Main Event Maker and I got just one question for ya. What time is it?!
Crowd: Showtime!
Drake: No, no, no. I said what time is it?
Crowd: Showtime!
Drake holds his left arm up and points out to the crowd. He nods his head as he moves his arm, panning through the crowd. He motions for them to quiet down a bit as he brings the microphone back up to his lips.
Drake: We've come a long way, haven't we?
He begins to pace.
Drake: About a year ago this week I received a call from Christian Underwood and I embarked on a journey. A journey that saw incredible highs and lows, both in this ring, in that locker room...
He points towards backstage.
Drake: ...and in your hearts. I haven't played every hand I've been dealt the way I should've. The truth is I've made a lot of mistakes in my life. I'm human, and for that I can only apologize. But the worst thing I ever did was choose something...anything...over you. You are my true life blood. You are what keeps me going and I will never.....NEVER...break that trust again.
He paces again.
Drake: But in deciding that once and for all that my allegiance will forever lie with you...my people...I have to face the harsh reality that Mark Ward and I will never come to an understanding. I will never again bow to his ego, and he will never budge on his contract stance. That being said, to quell any rumors and answer any lingering questions, my contract does indeed run out at 11:59pm on July 31st. Despite my efforts to come to an understanding, and without throwing blame into the wind, I will not be re-signing with Sin City Wrestling. Instead, Summer
treme IV will be the final event that I ever wrestle for SCW....unless of course Mark Ward one day changes his mind. Since I'm not one to bet on Mark Ward not being the ultimate asshole...I wanted you to hear it here, from me, first.Adams: I don't believe it.
Simone: Summer XXXtreme 4 will be Drake's last SCW match!
Adams: But...who's his opponent going to be?
Green shrugs his shoulders a bit before speaking again.
Drake: With my last match...I wanted it to be something special. I wanted to wrestle someone who has meant a lot to me in my career or someone who helped make this life so wonderful for me. So I requested a match against Ben Jordan.
Crowd: POP!
Drake: Unfortunately Mark Ward wouldn't let it happen.
Crowd: BOO!
Drake: Then I asked for SCW to re-sign Sean Jackson for one night only, even offering to help with any of the costs, just so we can tear this mother fucking house down one more time, just like we have a thousand times over the years!
Crowd: POP!
Green's tone gets somber.
Drake: Again, my request fell on deaf, if not defiant, ears.
Crowd: BOO!
Drake: So then I started to think, if I can't reach to the past.....then what about....'The Future'?
Drake's eyes narrow and his smile starts to twist.
Drake: Over the past few weeks, there's been a certain individual who has been a thorn in my side. A man, who not only cost me the World Heavyweight Championship, but also sicked his lap dog on me when I wasn't looking. If I can't pay homage to you people...then I'm at least going to give you an incredible gift before I go.
He starts to pace again.
Drake: So, right here, in Reno, Nevada, I am letting everyone know...that for Drake Green's final SCW match....I want none other than Miles Blake's billionaire bitch.....Scott fucking Sanders! And I want him in this ring so I can embarrass him and send his fake tan and his soon-to-be father-in-law's fake hair packing!
Adams: Wow!
Drake: So I'll be waiting....Miles....Scott....all of my SHOWSTOPPERS will be waiting...
He points to everyone in the club as they start cheering wildly.
Drake: I want to know if Scott's balls have been cut off by Miles or if the kid has got a set and is willing to get in the ring with the Greatest Show on Earth. So....people of Reno, MY PEOPLE! I want you to get loud so that money bag draggin', eagle cane swingin', toupee wearin', peice of shit can hear you in the back. I want you to let Miles and Scott know WHAT MOTHER FUCKING TIME IT IS!
Crowd: SHOWTIME!
Drake mic drops in the center of the ring as 'Burning Down the House' begins to play again. He slides through the ropes, and gets the crowd hyped up as he slaps hands of fans all around the ring, and on either side of the entrance ramp as he makes his way back up towards the stage.
Simone: Well there you have, Jason. Drake Green has officially challenged Scott Sanders to a match at Summer XXtreme 4.
Adams: I can't wait to hear what Miles Blake has to say...
In the VIP lounge, seen earlier tonight with Travis Nathaniel Andrews in, J2H sits at a table alone, his title belt on the plush sofa next to him. He turns his head to see Pussy Willow arguing with the bouncer from earlier. A smile breaks out on his face as he listens.
Pussy: But you have to let me in. I need to talk to that guy.
Pussy points towards J2H.
Bouncer: But Mr Andrews said you couldn't come in here.
J2H lowers his eyebrows as he turns his head, looking towards the far corner where Travis is now lost in conversation with Ruby Rose. A devilish smile crosses J2H's face as he looks at the bouncer.
J2H: Let her in.
Pussy: Thank you!
The bouncer looks towards J2H
Bouncer: But Mr Andrews...
J2H: Mr Andrews can go fuck himself. Does Mr Andrews have this?
J2H points to his belt as the bouncer shakes his head.
J2H: So Mr Andrews is meaningless when I'm in this area, you understand me? So let her in and go stand there like the idiot that you are.
The bouncer steps aside, allowing Pussy to walk in the lounge. She moves over to J2H, taking a seat opposite him.
Pussy: Thank you.
An arrogant smirk crosses J2H's face.
J2H: Oh, don't think I'm doing it for you, I just like to undermine that prick and piss him off.
J2H looks towards Travis, raising a glass from a table and smiling towards him as he looks up, a look of curiousity on his face, before something Ruby says catches his attention. J2H looks at Pussy.
J2H: Trust me, you have no idea how much I hate that guy. Waste of oxygen, so if it pisses him off to have you here, I'm fine with it.
Pussy: Is Melody around?
J2H looks either side of himself.
J2H: Do you see her here?
Pussy: No but....
J2H: And didn't you speak to her earlier?
Pussy: Yes, that's what I wanted to speak to you about. Is she ok? She seemed different tonight.
J2H: Oh Melody is perfectly fine, but the rest of the bombshell roster are pure jokes. The second biggest title in the women's division and people actually are too stupid to make a move for the belt because they know Melody will beat them all over the place. You have jokes like Roxi Johnson going for a title beneath her later cause she let wifey win her match, yet no one wants to go for Melody because they know they stand no chance. Melody wants a challenge, she wants to prove she can beat everyone put in front of her but no one has the nerve to step up. I get called out by people who don't deserve it every week like that nobody over there
He points to Travis with his thumb.
J2H: Or some idiot vampire who we all know got lucky against Casey earlier, and is not in my league. Or even the most boring man on the planet, who I'd rather poke my eyes out with needles than ever face, that being the man who puts you to sleep just by mentioning his name.... Rage.
J2H fake yawns.
J2H: Melody is like me, she can beat every woman in SCW, but she's frustrated cause no one is willing to step up because they fear her.
Pussy: Is she trying to be more like you?
J2H: Why wouldn't she wanna be more like me? You know what, you're now boring me now.
J2H looks at the bouncer.
J2H: Now you can get rid of her.
The bouncer moves over to Pussy. She gets to her feet and the bouncer escorts her out as the scene fade.
Simone: It's time for the first of tonight's Main Event matches as Rage defends the SCW Internet Championship against Markus Reeves.
Adams: Rage has had his issues with Steve Ramone as of late but Rage will have to try to set them aside tonight.
Steve: Because this handsome devil is joining you idiots on commentary!
The camera pans over to the left of Belinda and Jason where we see "The Fearless One" Steve Ramone sitting on a deskchair with his feet on the table and leaning back, he isn't alone as his mistress Kaylee is sitting on his lap and feeling him up and Cyrus and Andreas are standing nearby with their arms crossed.
Simone: Did you have to make that idiot comment? And does she really have to be here?
Steve: Yes!
Adams: You do realize that your ex-wife could be watching right now.
Steve: You know what? Your right! Kaylee, you up for giving that whore a show?
Kaylee grins before she straddles herself across Steve's lap and starts making out with Steve on the chair, it goes on for a few minutes until Kaylee moves her hands down south and Steve stops her.
Steve: Kaylee, I know your used to having your brains screwed out on camera but this isn't a porno, save that for after the show.
Kaylee pouts before returning to her previous position.
Adams: Damn it, I wanted to see her naked!
Kaylee: Please! There's hardly a man in America who hasn't seen me get my tits out for the camera! But since I'm nice I'll send you one of my tapes tomorrow.
Simone: *sighs* Let's take it to Justin!
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the SCW Internet Championship!
The crowd cheers in response as Monster 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.
Justin: Introducing first, weighing in at 300lbs he is the reigning and defending SCW Internet Champion "The Sin of Wrath" Rage!
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.
Simone: Rage had better have eyes in the back of his head tonight!
Steve: Why do you say that?
Adams: You know exactly why she's saying that!
Rage glares at Steve and his group from the ring whilst Synn and Kittie glare at Cyrus and Andreas and Kaylee respectively, Kaylee responds by flashing the V sign at Kitting before licking the gap between her fingers and Kittie's glare turns into a look of disgust whilst Cyrus and Andreas argue with Jasmine about something to no avail before they return to Steve and shake their heads.
Steve: Hypocritical bitch!
Simone: What did you say?!
Steve: I just had Cyrus and Andreas try to get Synn and Kittie evicted from ringside but she refused despite the fact that she evicted my bodyguards before my match against Kain a few weeks ago!
Adams: Maybe because they don't have a track record of interfering on Rage's behalf?
Justin: And his opponent!
Mark Morton's intro to "Blacken The Cursed Sun" by Lamb of God starts to blare over the PA as Markus E. Reeves makes his way onto the stage. Boos rain down from the crowd as Markus starts to walk down the ramp. He gets down to the ring and jumps up onto the apron of the ring and swings one leg over the top rope before swing the second leg over. He awaits the start of the match.
Justin: Now in the ring. Standing 7 feet tall and weighing 315 pounds. From Phoenix, Arizona "The Hardcore Badass" Markus F'n Reeves!
Kaylee: If anyone's a hardcore badass it's me!
Steve: Wrong hardcore babe! For one thing I'm pretty sure that no one wants to see either of those two men naked and Kittie doesn't count!
Simone: Who let her have a headset?
Adams: Steve's bodyguards insisted, I wasn't about to refuse them!
Jasmine calls the two big men to the middle of the ring to explain the rules to them, once they nod to confirm that they understand the rules Jasmine holds the title up high before signaling for the bell.
DING DING DING
Simone: And the match is underway!
Adams: This has match of the year candidate written all over it!
Steve: And this is why you idiots need to be demoted and have me and Tommy Knocks take over!
As soon as the bell rings the two men start brawling in the middle of the ring whilst the much smaller referee keeps her distance, the brawl continues for a few minutes before Markus manages to back Rage up to the ropes, backs up a bit and Clotheslines him to the outside taking himself to the outside in the process where the brawl continues.
Steve: That was a 10.1 on the Richter Scale right there!
Kaylee: Ten point what? I do remember that one time I had ten dicks in me.......
Simone: and Adams: CHANGING THE SUBJECT!
Whilst the banter at the commentary table continues so does the brawl between Rage and Markus, for a moment it looks like Cyrus and Andreas are going to get involved but it quickly becomes apparent that Kittie and Synn were anticipating this as they are waiting for the two big men with steel chairs in hand and they back off whilst the two big men who are actually in the match continue their brawl only taking the occasional break to roll back into the ring briefly to avoid a double count out, by the time Jasmine's count reaches the count of seven Rage has taken control of the brawl as Markus leans against the turnbuckle, Rage charges but learns too late that Markus was playing possum as he ducks out of the way just in time sending Rage face first into the turnbuckle.
Simone: The oldest trick in the book and Rage fell for it!
Adams: I think the entire nightclub just moved!
Steve: Your right! We're currently back in Laughlin instead of Reno!
Steve's comment actually does get a laugh out of the commentators as Markus rolls back into the ring to break up Jasmine's count and he waits for Rage to get back to his feet on the outside, by the time Jasmine's count has reached the count of five Rage is back on his feet so Markus reaches over the ropes and pulls him onto the apron where he showcases some impressive strength by setting up Rage for a Suplex, walking to the center of the ring and hitting him with a Jackhammer! Markus goes for the first cover of the match 1.......2......and Rage kicks out!
Simone: Impressive move by Markus!
Steve: Oh please! Even Kaylee can do a jackhammer and she's not a trained wrestler! Call me when Markus is busting out his own version of the What Fear!
Adams: Do you want to trigger an Earthquake? Or break Markus's neck for that matter?
Steve: Just saying! The match would be a hell of a lot more interesting!
Markus doesn't let up on the attack however as he mounts Rage and starts pummeling him with fists and head-butts to the face, however he gets a little bit cocky as on one attempt to head-butt Rage he gets head-butted back by Rage sending him stumbling back and giving Rage a chance to get back to his feet and regroup, once Markus has recovered from the head-butt he turns around only to be met with a running lariat from Rage! Rage goes for a cover 1.........2..........and Markus kicks out!
Steve: Flying head! Might want to duck!
Kaylee: That reminds me of that time I......
Simone: KEEP IT CLEAN KAYLEE!
Adams: Holy crap! Someone else got the "Keep it Clean" line for once!
Rage shakes his head in frustration before he picks up Markus only to be surprised with a European Uppercut to the jaw by Markus, he doesn't let up however as when Rage turns around he is met with an Exploder Suplex by Markus showing off more of Markus's impressive strength in the process! Markus goes for a cover on Rage 1......2.......and Rage kicks out, after a few minutes both men get back to their feet and resume their brawl from earlier in the match bringing the crowd to their feet!
Steve: Is this nightclub full of Donald Trump Supporters or something? What's so exciting about two big men going at it!
Adams: I bet Kaylee's been in between two big men more times than she can count.......
Simone: KEEP IT CLEAN JASON!
Kaylee: Well, actually.......
Simone: YOU TWO KAYLEE!
The brawl continues until Rage catches Markus's arm and goes for his submission finisher Locked In Hell but Markus is able to fight out of it before Rage can take him down to the matt for the submission hold and follows that up with a Big Boot to Rage's face! Markus goes for another cover on Rage 1......2.........and Rage kicks out at the count of two! Markus is clearly getting frustrated at this point as once he gets to his feet Markus starts arguing with Jasmine over a slow count but in spite of the massive size difference between Jasmine and Markus Jasmine doesn't back down!
Steve: And this is why Markus shouldn't have gotten a shot against Rage before me! He's letting his emotions get the better of him!
Simone: Oh like you haven't let your emotions get the better of you!
Adams: Hate to interrupt but Steve, your arm candy's currently arguing with Kittie!
Whilst the action continues inside the ring Kaylee and Kittie are having an argument outside the ring for whatever reason and eventually the argument devolves into a cat fight between the retired Bombshell and the porn star.
Steve: She knows what she's doing!
Simone: Didn't you say that isn't a trained wrestler?
Steve: Yes, but she still knows what she's doing!
Adams: She isn't going to start making out with Kittie is she? I'm not saying I don't want to see that but I don't want them to get arrested for indecent exposure!
Whilst Synn does his best to break up the catfight at ringside, which has somehow gone completely unnoticed by Jasmine, Rage and Markus, the action continues inside the ring as Rage picks up Markus and hits him with a Military Press as he was able to use Markus's argument as a distraction to regain his bearings! Rage hits the press slam and goes for another cover 1......2......and Markus kicks out! Rage picks up Markus but Markus surprises him with a right hand that sends him stumbling into the turnbuckle, Markus goes to the opposite corner and calls for the end.
Steve: Yeah because calling for the end of the match in your favor has always worked.
Simone: Can't believe I'm saying this but I agree with Steve!
Adams: I'm just surprised that Kaylee has lasted this long against Kittie!
Simone: Pay attention to the match Jason!
Markus charges in for a Spear but Rage ducks out of the way at the last second sending Markus shoulder first into the turnbuckle! Rage drags him out of the Turnbuckle, brings him to the center of the ring and locks in the Locked in Hell managing to successfully lock it in this time!
Simone: Locked in Hell! Rage has the Locked in Hell locked in!
Steve: That pun was terrible!
Adams: Markus has nowhere to go!
Markus tries to fight the pain but it proves to be to much for him to bare as he is forced to tap out!
Justin: Here is your winner and STILL SCW INTERNET CHAMPION! THE SIN OF WRATH RAGE!
Simone: What a match and I see that Steve is leaving already! Good riddance!
Adams: I'm not sure he's leaving just yet, he's talking with Andreas and Cyrus!
As Markus rolls out of the ring Rage is given the Internet Championship by Jasmine but he doesn't get much of a chance to celebrate because as soon as he turns around Steve blasts him with The Fearless Shot!
Simone: I should've known!
Adams: I guess we now know why Steve insisted that Kaylee knew what she was doing! She was a distraction for Synn and Kittie!
Steve, Andreas and Cyrus start stomping away at Rage whilst Synn finally manages to break up the catfight between Kaylee and Kittie, however once he sees the grin on Kaylee's face he quickly realizes what they were up too and turns around seeing the three on one beat down on Rage, Synn grabs the chair he used to fend off Cyrus and Andreas earlier and gets up on the apron trying to save Rage but Andreas spots him and sends him flying off the apron with the Off with Your Head Running Big Boot!
Simone: Oh my god! Andreas just took Synn's head off!
Adams: He's retired damn it!
Fortunately for Rage help does come but from an unlikely sauce as Markus charges the ring with a chair in hand sending the three men running whilst Kittie checks on Synn, Rage gets to his feet and yells some trash talk at Steve as Kaylee joins him.
Simone: Thank god Markus had enough in him to send them fleeing!
Adams: EMTS have just come down to check on Synn and thank god for that!
Seeing Synn's unconscious form Rage leaves the ring to check on his manager whilst Steve, Kaylee, Cyrus and Andreas leave.
Metallica's Battery plays on the speakers as Kain comes out from backstage and walks down the ramp with a furious look on his face. He snaps at the crowd that boo the hell out of him as he enters the ring and takes a mic from the announcer.
Kain: You all need to shut up right now! I'm the one talking, so you better listen!
The crowd boos the hell out of him once more.
Kain: SHUT UP! I made this place and I'm better than everyone on the roster! I'm the first Grand-Slam champion! Nobody ever does this bullshit to me and THEY WILL PAY!!!!! First, Rage decides to interfere on Steve's match against me, beats me down, then Steve distracts me, allowing Connor to get the win over me! It's not my fault! IT IS THEIR FAULT!!!!!!
Kain, the King Of Kings, snarls with rage as he circles around the ring like a tiger in its cage, still talking to the crowd.
Kain: The way I see it, Steve Ramone and Rage are both going to be punished DEARLY for what they cost me! This should have been MY EPIC COMEBACK! This should have been the return and they dare trample in MY territory, thinking they are some kind of badass out there? Make no mistake about it, I'm going to do EVERYTHING in my power and MUCH MORE to see them permanently crippled and out of the action FOREVER! That Internet champion belt is MINE!!!!! Rage has NO RIGHT to carry that belt around his pathetic self! And Steve Ramone is nothing more but an insignificant worm that is BEGGING TO BE CRUSHED BENEATH MY BOOT! If you both think you got the last laugh, well, I got some bad news for the BOTH OF YOU! IT AIN'T OVER UNTIL I SAY IT IS OVER!!!!!! Sooner or later, a time will come when I kick both of your asses from one area to another! I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE! Revenge is a dish best served cold and I ASSURE YOU, not only will I get the job done, I'm going to leave you both bloodied, crippled, and in MAJOR PAIN as I not only become the NEW SCW Internet champion, but will also be BETTER THAN THE BOTH OF YOU! You punk-ass bitches deserve nothing! You deserve to be so low on the fucking totem pole and to stay there eternally! Your time has passed, assholes, and I'm going to do whatever it takes, even if it means breaking the rules, to GET WHAT I WANT! My REVENGE and MY TITLE! Neither of you are going to get the belt at the end of the day - IT IS MINE!!!!!!!! Watch your backs, because I'm coming for you and NEITHER OF YOU WILL BE READY OR SAFE!!!!!!! For I am the AMAZING KING OF KINGS! And I....HAVE SPOKEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Kain drops the microphone to the mat and gets on the top rope, raising his arms up and talking trash to the fans as the cameras flash and the crowd showing their displeasure towards the man. He throws the belt gesture around his waist and grins as he leaves the arena. As he reaches the top of the entrance ramp, he raises one fist in the air and growls with rage before turning around and heading to the back.
Simone: Um... Jason?
Adams: Yo?
Simone: Are you seeing what I'm seeing?
Belinda takes Jason by the head and turns him to face across the spacious LEX club to the go-go pedestal where there is a most amusing sight of Despayre, and along with him -- Angel, dancing up a storm in a goofy combination of the 'Cabbage Patch'/disco dance.
Jason turns back to Belinda and smiles, jetting a thumb back to the comedic sight.
Adams: Just think! That there could be our next World Champion!
After the Acquins had finally been permanently ejected from LEX, Christian Underwood is seen fuming backstage, pacing back and forth, when he is approached by Miss Rocky Mountains.
Miss Rocky Mountains: Christian? I'm sorry for disturbing your funk. Looks like you have a pretty good one going, but I have a lot of people asking about what's happening with the Acquins. I take it you're upset?
Christian looks at Miss Rocky incredulously.
Christian: Upset? No, Rocky. I'm not upset. I am PISSED OFF! Neither Mark or I respond well to threats or blackmail, and when that damn idiot tried to hold OUR SHOW hostage!? Then pull a fast one and start attacking!? That is it! They are OUT!
Miss Rocky Mountains: Out...? You're FIRING them!?
Christian: Oh no. They're not getting off that easily. But they are out of the tournament! I don't give a damn if they've advanced to the finals! They are out! They are not going to be rewarded with a chance at the tag titles!
Miss Rocky Mountains: But if you're taking them out ... who will be getting their spot? They had made it to the finals.
Christian gets a wicked grin on his face.
Christian: Oh that's where it's REALLY going to hurt! Mark and I are going to give their spot to the team they beat in the first place! Bad Company is going to the finals!
Nothing more being said, Christian turns and storms off down the halls and off-camera.
Behind the scenes, comely reporter Pussy Willow is standing in front of the SCW Roulette Wheel, alongside Roxi Johnson.
Pussy Willow: Fans, I am joined here at this moment by the woman who will be challenging tonight for the SCW Bombshell Roulette Championship in tonight's Main Event!
A smiling Roxi shakes hands with the reporter and waves to the camera.
Pussy Willow: Now, we are going to find out just what type of match Roxi Johnson will be challenging Kate Steele in this evening. Roxi?
Roxi steps up to the wheel and gives it a hard spin. Around it goes, passing matches such as "Stretcher" ... "I Quit" ... "Mud Pit" ... among others. Until it starts to slow down and finally falls upon...
Pussy Willow: Wow! A Straight Jacket Match! A first for Sin City Wrestling!
Roxi salutes Pussy Willow in good humor and walks off-camera.
Pussy Willow: Things just got even more interesting in this upcoming championship match!
The camera focuses on the ring with Justin Decent and Drew Patton standing inside. Hanging in each corner of the six-sided ring are straight jackets.
Justin: The following contest is the Main Event of Climax Control! And ... it is the Straight Jacket Match for the Bombshell Roulette Championship!
The fans cheer.
Justin: The rules of this match... in order to win, you must secure your opponent in a straight jacket! Introducing first...!
"Help is on the Way" plays over the PA system. Once the lyrics begin, Roxi Johnson emerges from the backstage area, She pauses at the top of the entranceway, soaking in the atmosphere. She stares ahead at the ring and begins a slow walk towards it.
Justin: From Tampa, Florida, weighing one hundred and thirty two pounds, she is the challenger ... Roxi Johnson!
She pauses from time to time looking around the arena. After a moment, she steps on the apron, and enters the ring through the ropes. Once inside, she runs to the nearest corner, jumps on it, and raises her arms to the cheers of the audience.
Adams: This is Roxi's big chance to become a Grand Slam Champion in SCW!
Simone: It's the main reason why she asked for this chance. An opportunity to enter SCW's history books as one of the few wrestlers to have held all championships in their respective division.
Grow up by Paramore begins to blare all across the sound system and as it does Kate Steele along with her husband Todd Warren begins to emerge from the back curtain. Kate stares at the roaring crowd who are all booing her. She begins to sprint down the aisle as she ignores the hands of outstretched fans.
Justin: Accompanied to the ring by Teddy Warren! From Berkshire, England, weighing one hundred and ten pounds, she is the current reigning and defending Bombshell Roulette Champion -- 'the Siren' Kate Steel!
Kate finally makes it to the ring and she quickly runs up the ring steps as she grabs the turnbuckle as hard as she can. She immediately leap frogs over the ropes and bounces about before she points to the fans who are jeering her. She closes her eyes placing a single finger over her lips offering the Shhhh sound which all the fans ignore and boo even louder. She takes her place in the corner afterwards waiting for the match to begin.
Simone: Kate has been dominant, but her attitude has gotten even worse ever since she ended her working relationship with Crystal Millar.
Adams: Yeah! Dumping Crystal right before she wins the world title. Bet that didn't settle well!
Kate passes the title belt to Drew as Teddy rubs her shoulders briskly. Drew shows the belt to Roxi who slaps a hand on it for luck, before the official raises it to the air.
Adams: The title on the line!
Teddy sets foot outside, as Drew passes the gold to Justin and calls for the bell!
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Both Kate and Roxi look at each other from across the ring and eventually move in to start the match. Roxi extends her hand but Kate just laughs and pushes it away.
Simone: Not the most respectable way to begin this main event.
Adams: Well Kate did make it known this is about winning, plain and simple.
Roxi and Kate then quickly tie up, with Roxi gaining the advantage by pushing Kate back in to the corner. Drew asks for a clean break and gets one from Roxi, but as soon as Roxi breaks, Kate jabs her with a thumb to the eye.
Adams: She really is going for the cheap shots early, isn't she?
The face boos Kate's actions as she drops Roxi with a hard shot to the head. Roxi rolls over, holding her head but quickly gets back to her feet. Kate quickly tries to clothesline Roxi, but Roxi ducks and quickly takes the reigning champion down with a Thesz press and she begins unloading a barrage of right hands to Kate's skull!
Simone: And I think the challenger is done playing nice!
The fans cheer and Roxi gets up to her feet and drops a quick elbow across the chest of "the Siren" Kate Steele. Kate rolls over towards the ropes and pulls herself out on the ring apron, and pulls herself up. Roxi hits Kate in the face and Kate leans backwards, but holds on to the ropes.
Adams: Careful! You might mess up the fresh wax on the dance floor!
Roxi swings an elbow in Kate's direction but Kate hits Roxi in the gut with her shoulder and pulls Roxi down, clotheslining her head on the top rope, slingshotting her back to the canvas.
Simone: Smart move from Kate Steele.
Kate slides back in the ring and moves towards Roxi, as she rolls over holding her throat. Kate kicks Roxi in the ribs, making Roxi roll over to the corner and Kate puts her boot across Roxi's throat and Drew starts to count!
1...
2...
3...
4...
Simone: Someone obviously needs to explain the rules to Drew! There are no disqualifications in a match like this!
Adams: When was Drew ever the most alert of officials?
Drew pulls Kate off of Roxi by force and the champion sneers at the referee and says aloud "What are you going to do? DISQUALIFY me!?"
Adams: She makes a fair point.
Kate goes back and continues to choke Roxi with her boot but lets go after a few seconds. She picks Roxi up to her feet and hits her with an uppercut. Kate then holds her steady and strikes with three martial arts kicks up into Johnson's ribs before she jumps onto the middle rope and connects with a heavy kick to the side of Roxi's head!
Adams: That should have scrambled Roxi's brain!
Simone: And if anybody knows about scrambled brains...
Kate grabs Roxi out of the corner and Irish whips her into the rope and her with a spinning heel kick. Kate drags her up by the hair, tossing her shoulder first into the corner. As Roxi stumbles forward, Kate grabs her by the hurt arm and takes her down to the mat into a Fujiwara arm bar!
Adams: And Roxi won't be able to submit!
Simone: I don't think that's the point! If Kate can weaken Roxi's arms enough, she'll be a sitting duck to be placed into one of those straight jackets!
Kate holds the debilitating arm hold on the former world champion for what seems an eternity before she finally releases it. Kate walks over and grabs one of the straight jackets and she whips it down hard onto Johnson's body!
Simone: Adding insult to injury!
Kate then throws the jacket over Roxi and makes the attempt to force her hurt arm into the first sleeve. She succeeds in doing so and goes for the other arm when Roxi kicks her foot up and back, striking Kate in the head and sending her staggering back!
Adams: We all knew Roxi wouldn't go down that fast! And I'm not even going to make a lesbian joke despite that grad opening -- which would just be another great lesbian joke!
Champion and challenger are back to their feet and Roxi pulls her arm from the straight jacket and whips it hard across Kate's back and then throws it in her face, blinding her! Roxi then bulls her body into that of Steele's and drives her back against the ropes where she throws forearm after forearm into the champion's sternum!
Simone: The challenger is not playing any longer! Kate has been nothing short of abusive to retain her title and now Roxi is making her answer for it.
Kate grabs her by the hair and drags her around into the ropes and she starts hammering away at Roxi until the challenger kicks both feet up and drives Kate onto the mat, flat on her back! Kate shrugs it off and gets to her feet and rushes in towards the challenger but Roxi picks up Kate and drops her neck first across the top rope!
Adams: Welcome to Whiplash island, population one!
Kate staggers backwards on her feet, holding her neck and Roxi leaps into her with a flying lariat! Kate staggers back to her feet, only to get clotheslined again! Kate stumbled back to a vertical base and swings wildly but Roxi ducks, and as Steele's momentum spins her around, Roxi doubles her over with a boot to the midsection followed up by...
Simone: A Blue Thunder Powerbomb!
Adams: Roxi may have this one!
Roxi quickly grabs one of the straight jackets from the corner and she drops down on the champion, straddling her waistline. Roxi begins to force the jacket onto Kate but the dazed champion still has some fight in her and she begins struggling! Roxi is able to force both of Kate's arms into the straight jacket before Kate grabs her by the hair and head butts her straight into the bridge of the nose!
Adams: OUCH!
The blow knocks Roxi off of Kate and as the camera pulls in, there is crimson coming from Johnson's nose!
Adams: Roxi Johnson is bleeding! Kate made Roxi bleed!
Simone: She may have done more than that! She could very well have broken Roxi's nose!
Kate takes advantage, tearing the jacket off and wrapping it around Roxi's neck, choking her!
Adams: And Drew can't do anything about it either!
But Roxi can as she forces her way to her knees, reaches back and grabs two big handfuls of Kate's hair and throws her over her shoulder! Roxi then returns the favor and SHE wraps the straight jacket around Kate's neck and chokes her!
Simone: Payback's a bitch Kate!
Adams: When is the last time to saw Roxi Johnson THIS worked up!?
Roxi thrashes the jacket, thus Kate, from side to side! She drags Kate to her feet and uses the straight jacket as a handle to throw the champion the length of the ring!
Adams: Look at Teddy! He looks like he's about to have a heart attack!
Teddy tries to pull his wife from the ring but Drew is right over to prevent him from doing so! Kate finds a way to her feet and Roxi uses the ropes to her advantage, spring boarding into a Hurricanrana! Roxi then lifts Kate's legs up and kicks her in the back of the knee before dropping down and putting on a leg lace. Kate rolls over but Roxi rolls through keeping the leg lace locked on tightly, putting pressure on the knee!
Simone: Roxi is just working on breaking Kate Steele down!
Roxi leans back further, tightening the hold and Kate screeches out in horrible pain, but leans up and hits Roxi in the injured nose with a stiff right hand.
Adams: Roxi's not letting her go!
Roxi tightens the hold more but Kate's punches become faster and more accurate. Roxi breaks the hold and both women stand up but Kate lunges for a clothesline but Roxi drops to her back and delivers a sweeping kick to the back of the champion's legs, bringing her down to the mat! She lifts Kate up to her feet and spins her around and puts a one-arm waist lock on Kate and lifting Kate's other leg with her arm. She lifts Kate backwards in the air but Kate lands on her feet and stands behind Roxi! She crosses Roxi's arms in front of her, Kate's left hand holds Roxi's right hand and his right hand holds Roxi's left. Kate leans down sticks her head between Roxi's legs and lifts her up so Roxi is sitting her shoulders. Kate then falls backwards and drops Roxi with a devastating crash via an Ocean Cyclone Suplex, making the fans look on with a lot of surprise at this unexpected move from the champion!
Simone: Amazing counter there by the champion!
Roxi rolls over on her stomach and Kate quickly moves behind Roxi. Roxi gets up on one knee and Kate moves in for the kill, locking on the Dragon Sleeper!
Simone: And again these two women are looking to hurt the other enough to put on that straight jacket!
Roxi quickly rolls onto her stomach, lifting her knees in an attempt to counter the hold, but Kate locks it in deeper, moving her head past Roxi's shoulders and next to her own head. She rolls back over on to her back but once again, Roxi counters by rolling through onto her hands and knees, rising with Kate's head now under Roxi's arm and she falls back...
Adams: Reverse DDT!
Kate is down on the canvas but Roxi is hurting as well!
Simone: The champion is down! If Roxi can just follow up, we'll have a brand new champion!
Roxi crawls over to the ropes as Kate stirs, and the challenger uses the ropes to drag herself to her feet! Roxi grabs the straight jacket and is about to make her move when Teddy grabs another straight jacket and climbs onto the apron!
Simone: What is he...?
And Teddy tosses the straight jacket at Roxi, tangling her head into the folds!
Adams: COME ON!
Drew forces Teddy down and as Roxi staggers around, Kate scoops her up onto her shoulders in a fireman's carry and...
Adams: Punk Driver!
Kate grabs the straight jacket off of the down and out Roxi and she starts to force her arms into it...
Simone: Seriously!? Like THIS!?
Roxi's arms are in and Kate wraps her arms around her body and secures it before jumping back...
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Adams: Damn you Teddy!
Justin: The winner of the match, and STILL SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion... "THE SIREN" Kate STEELE!
Simone: Kate retains her title but a lot of that goes to that goddam Teddy for sticking his nose in just when it looked like his wife was going to lose!
Roxi struggles to stand up, trapped in the straight jacket when Kate grabs her from behind and hits the helpless Roxi with a German suplex!
Simone: Stop it right now! It's over!
Adams: Roxi can't defend herself!
Teddy holds off Drew as Kate begins stomping down onto Roxi, the bell ringing continuously! Suddenly the crowd begins cheering wildly as both Keira and Natalie McKinley run out from the back!
Adams: The cavalry has arrived!
Simone: And just like in the movies, a little too late!
Both women slide inside of the ring and Natalie grabs the unsuspecting Kate around the body and throws her with a belly to belly suplex! Teddy dives out of the ring and pulls his wife to safety who raises her title belt to the boos of the LAX crowd! Natalie stares her down as Keira checks on her wife, quickly working to free her from her entrapment!
Simone: Kate may have retained her title and spoiled Roxi's chances to become a Grand Slam champion, but the actions inside of that ring may have just spelled out things to come at Summer XXXTreme IV!
Adams: And that doesn't speak well for Kate Steele!
Simone: We'll find out in one week just what it may have caused! See you all in just seven days!
The camera slowly fades to black.
Thank you! To Chris, Mark, Annie, Gerrit, The Lord MK, Jenny, Dustin, Andy, Marge, Britt, Ryan Keys, Casey, Court, Sam, Joshua Acquin, The Elders, Mete. Also to Christina Bentley for the video and to Annie for the great graphics! Also to everyone who roleplayed for us!