The sun is setting over the Father David Bauer Olympic Arena in Calgary, Alberta, Canada , giving everyone inside of the stadium the experience of an exciting wrestling program beneath the open sky. A spotlight begins to shine and the crowd cheers as ring announcer Justin Decent steps out onto the stage. The handsome exhibitionist jogs out to the ring, slapping hands to the fans who reach out to him.
He is handed the microphone by Jason Adams as he runs up the ring steps and climbs inside of the six-sided SCW ring and walks around, pumping his fist in the air to the tune of the crowd's chants;
"SCW!"
Justin then hops up onto the corner turnbuckle and smiles, looking out around the fairgrounds at all of the fans filling the grandstand and the rows of seats around the grounds 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 Father David Bauer Olympic Arena, in Calgary, Alberta, Canada , 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 cheers as Amanda comes out dressed in a cheesy waitress outfit, accompanied by a young male to much laughter and applause. With a table set up on the stage, the youth has a seat and the performance begins.
Amanda: Well, I was sitting in a roadhouse down on Highway 41
I'm in love with you, baby
So I ordered straight tequila
I'm in love with you, baby
The next thing I remember, I was hearing wedding bells
I'm married to a waitress, I don't even know her name
You were wiping off some ketchup on a table that was done
I knew you didn't see me
I was in a corner booth
Of course, you weren't my waitress
Mine was missing her front tooth
So I flagged you down for coffee, but I couldn't say a thing
But I'm in love with you, baby, and I don't even know your name
I don't even know your name
I've never been too good at all those sexual games
So maybe it's just better if we leave it this way
I'm in love with you, baby, and I don't even know your name
A little courage in a shot
I asked you for a date and then I asked to tie the knot
I got a little wasted
Yeah, I went a little far
But I finally got to hug you when you helped me to my car
The last thing I remember, I heard myself say
I'm in love with you, baby, and I don't even know your name'
I don't even know your name
I've never been too good at all those sexual games
So maybe it's just better if we leave it this way
I'm in love with you, baby, and I don't even know your name
Standing by a woman in a long white lacy veil
I raised the veil, she smiled at me without her left front tooth
And I said 'Where the hell am I and just who the hell are you?'
She said 'I was your waitress and our last name's now the same,
Cause I'm married to you, baby, and I don't even know your name'
I've never been too good at all those sexual games
I never thought my love life would quite turn out this way
Hey, I'm married to a waitress and I don't even know her name
The crowd laughs and applauds as the youth gets up from his chair and runs off the stage with Amanda giving chase. A moment later, they reappear with Amanda carrying the youth slung over her shoulder and they disappear on the other side, both waving to generous applause.
Simone: Hello everyone and welcome to the famed Calgary, Alberta, Canada, home of the Hart family dynasty! And welcome to Sin City Wrestling Climax Control! I am Belinda Simone!
Adams: And I'm wondering if a kid refuses to sleep during nap time, are they guilty of resisting a rest? I mean, I'm Jason Adams!
Simone: Tonight we have eight big matches, including three title matches! We kick things off when Ryan Keys takes on the 'BillionHeir' Scott Sanders!
Adams: Scott is a member of the Billionaire's Club with Veronica Taylor...
Simone: The new Bombshell Roulette Champion.
Adams: And Miles Blake! Scott is going to want to make an example out of Ryan tonight!
Simone: Easier said than done.
Adams: Then we get to find out who will be facing the Female Elders for the right to challenge the Angel Clan at Violent Conduct III!
Simone: Its the new team of Lust 4 Life taking on the already established Team Technicolor! I have to imagine Song and Alanna will be paying very close attention to this match.
Adams: And so will the Angel Clan!
Simone: Amy Marshall steps back into the ring to get back to her winning ways, taking on the impressive newcomer, Polly Playtime.
Adams: Amy looks like she's ready to take her opponent apart but Polly don't play that.
Simone: Indeed, Polly pulled off a win last week against Twisted Sister. Can she go two for two?
Adams: Then it's the battle of the two most popular Bombshells on the roster! Roxi Johnson against Samantha Marlowe!
Simone: No titles on the line in this match. Nothing is on the line actually, save for one thing: pride! Both women have big aspirations on the horizon and they both want momentum on their side by gaining this much needed victory at the expense of a highly vaunted opponent!
Adams: Then the first title match of the night! Melody Grace defends the Internet title against Mercedes Vargas!
Simone: melody has been on a tear as the champion but if anyone can dethrone her, it's Mercedes!
Adams: Last week, Mark Ward was fed up with Keira's "me me me" attitude and decided to put a stop to it where it concerns the next to challenge Crystal at Violent Conduct III!
Simone: Mark is not of the habit of just handing out title matches to just anybody, and he said if Keira wants the right to challenge Crystal again, then she has to earn it by taking on none other than Jessie Salco in a number one challenger's match!
Adams: Both of these women want a crack at Crystal! It's going to be great seeing what they're willing to do to get it!
Simone: Then we have our next title defense as the Internet Champion Rage puts the title on the line against not one, not two, but THREE challengers!
Adams: Lord Raab! Kain! And Matt Spears in a Fatal Fourway match!
Simone: The first man to get the win, is the champion! Rage has been dominant since winning the title, defending successfully against all comers!
Adams: Yeah but sooner or later, someone is going to have to dethrone the beast! He can't hold the title forever -- can he?
Simone: If anyone can, it's the Sin of Wrath!
Adams: And then its main event time! And it's for the biggie!
Simone: They just don't get any bigger than the World Championship and that is what is on the line tonight when J2H puts his title on the line once again, against none other than 'the Original Psycho' Chris Shipman!
Adams: J2H said he already defended against the best Sin, and now he has to face the worst. I'd hate to be the champ when Shipman catches wind of what the champ said!
Simone: And it all starts right now!
A tour bus pulls in to the parking lot with J2H's face plastered along the side. It stops slowly as Ms. Rocky Mountains makes her way in to the building. She stops to look at the bus as it comes to a complete stop.
Adams: First he buys a boat, now a tour bus?
Simone: That guy has more money than sense.
The door opens as Simpson steps off the bus, followed by Austin Parker and Casey Williams. A Few seconds pass and Melody Grace steps down the steps, her bombshell Internet Championship around her waist and jumps to the floor, quickly followed by J2H, his world title over his shoulder. Ms Rocky Mountains approaches the group.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Hey guys.
J2H looks her up and down.
J2H: This is where you come over here, ask to ask me questions and beat one of the other reporters to the hottest segment of the night, right?
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ummm, sure.
J2H: I'm giving you three questions, just the three because we got places to be and people to beat up, so choose them wisely.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Last week, Dmitri was the first man to qualify for the number one contenders match, how do you feel about potentially going against him again?
J2H shakes his head in disappointment.
J2H: I thought I said choose them wisely.
He sighs as he continues to shake his head.
J2H: I've beat that idiot once, and if he's lucky enough to get past anyone else, and believe me, he'd have to be lucky cause the guy sucks... And no, that wasn't a vampire joke because we all know vampires are not real. He's not on my level, he will never be on my level for as long as he apparently can walk the earth. He's not good enough, he'll never be good enough. He might as well go have a little nap in his coffin and stay there, cause this belt isn't going anywhere near him.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Lord Raab...
J2H puts his hand up and stops her from talking.
J2H: Is an idiot, I know. I heard what he had to say about me in his promo and the guy is laughable. He is proof that every SCW wrestler in the locker room, doesn't watch shit. Maybe he took too many shots to the head so he doesn't remember something. He said I haven't faced anyone of Drake Green's quality.... Newsflash you fucking freak, I have faced Drake Green, and I beat him. Try watching a show instead of finding the nearest public bathroom to become Samuel's bitch!
Casey smiles at J2H's comment.
J2H: But Raab, here's the thing, I know you got your health problems, and I know that you can be saved. Not by doctors, although you should shut up and take ya pills and stop crying over it, there's fucking kids who take medicine without bitching. There's kids with cancer who moan less about taking medicine than you do, but you can be saved. Just convert to J2Hism, and I will save you Raab, I'll even fix Samuel's mumbo jumbo speech problem for free. Just convert to J2Hism and follow this God and all will be fixed.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Tonight, you defend the title against Chris Shipman.
J2H: I do, and who knows whose dick he had to suck to get himself in this match, but he clearly has a friend higher up. He beat up an interviewer last week and instantly gets rewarded with a title shot. Doesn't this prove what I said about people being crooked behind the scenes of SCW? Isn't this in your face proof that people clearly has favorites? Whoever thought it was a good idea to reward him with this match, is about to be very disappointed, because their golden boy is about to get the biggest beating of his worthless life. Their golden boy is about to get destroyed beyond recognition. I am your punishment Shipman, I am the one who is going to make you wish your mother swallowed that night. I am your God, and I will punish you for your crimes against humanity. That's real talk bitch!
The group move away from Rocky and enter the arena as the camera cuts to ringside for the first match.
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...From Las Vegas Nevada weighing in at one hundred eighty five pounds, Ryan KEYS!
"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: And his opponent
Cash registers ring just before "Right Above It" by Lil Wayne begins to play out over the speakers and the crowd begins to boo. After a few moments of music, Scott Sanders walks out from behind the curtain with Miles Blake just behind him twirling his Eagle topped cane. Scott is wearing a boxer's style hooded black robe with his "Double $" logo sprawled across the back. He bounces back and forth a bit before pulling back his hood. He throws a few jabs at the air before both men head down the ramp.
Justin: Making his way to the ring...from Washington, DC by way of Cedar Rapids, Iowa.....he is the "BillionHeir".....Scott Sanders!!!!
Scott bounces his shoulders to the beat as he makes his way to the steel steps. Miles walks up first and sits on the ropes, holding them open for Sanders to slip through. He gets to the middle of the ring and throws a few more jabs before untying his robe and slipping it off, showing off his chiseled physique and his golden ring gear. He hands the robe to referee and then exchanges a few words in the corner with Miles before waiting for the match to start..
Simone: Both of these men are people to watch. Each of them have made big moves in SCW and can only get better
Adams: Keys has had a good run with a couple of title shots at the roulette title. And Scott Sanders is part of the Billionaire's club with future father in law Miles Blake. Speaking of...someone needs to frisk him after what happened with the women's roulette title match last week.
Simone: Too late now, there is the bell.
Ryan Keys and Scott Sanders meet in the middle of the ring and Keys holds out his hand in a show of respect that Sanders just sneers at as he smacks the hand away. Ryan looks at Scott and shrugs just as Scott surprises him with a standing dropkick that sends him against the ropes only to rebound with a shoulder block against Sanders that staggers him back a few steps. The pair look at each other before locking up in a collar and elbow tie up that Sanders uses to push Ryan into the ropes. The pair roll along the ropes and into the corner with Sanders using his weight advantage to force Keys against the turnbuckles. As Ryan struggles against him, Scott uses the ropes to his advantage and uses a couple of clubbing forearms to rock the head of Keys backwards before grabbing the second rope and using hard shoulder blocks to the midsection of Keys. Sanders straightens and smirkingly watches Ryan collapse in the corner. Turning his back on Keys Sanders plays to the crowd as Miles Blake paces outside of the ring pointing at his future son in law and taunting the crowd.
Simone: Well we can see that Scott Sanders is full of...
Adams: Don't say it Belinda, there are kids watching. Let's just say he is full of himself and leave it at that.
In the ring Ryan Keys makes his way up and is noticed by Sanders who charges towards Keys intent on sending him to the outside with a clothesline but Keys drops as he pulls down the top rope causing Sanders to tumble to the outside. Keys sees Sanders on the outside and climbs the turnbuckles before launching himself off the top rope with a backflip that takes both men to the floor. Sanders clutches at his head as Keys grabs his midsection and fights for breath. The referee starts making his ten count as both Keys and Sanders get to their feet and roll into the ring. Sanders gets to his feet and reaches for Ryan who pulls him down into a small package that he kicks out of quickly.
Simone: That was close, Ryan Keys almost got Sanders into a pinning predicament.
Keys rolls away from Sanders who is quickly to his feet as well. Sanders catches Keys and pushes him into the corner then grabbing one of his legs, tosses Keys to the middle fo the ring with an exploder suplex that makes Ryan grab at his back in pain as Sanders gets to his feet. Moving to mount Ryan, Sanders picks him up by the hair and sends a hard right hand into the head of Keys that rocks his head off the canvas. Getting up, Sanders backs away from his prone opponent then drops a leg across his upper chest before rolling and arrogantly pinning Keys.
Adams: He isn't going to pin Ryan Keys that easily.
Sanders is surprised when Ryan Keys handily kicks out of the pin. Sanders shakes his head no as he once more leans down to pin Keys who kicks out again. Getting to his feet, Sanders pulls Keys up to whip him into the corner chest first. The referee admonishes Scott Sanders who sneers and brushes his hands off. Keys turns and seeing Sanders occupied with the ref, charges towards them taking Sanders down with a one handed bulldog that slams his face off the mat. Sanders grabs at his face in pain as he curls up to protect himself as Keys gets to his feet.
Simone: I don't think that Sanders liked that at all.
Adams: But I am sure that Ryan did. Poor Scott though...canvas burns hurt.
Ryan Keys makes his way to the corner and climbs the turnbuckles. Sanders is slow to his feet but he finally gets to his feet. Getting to his full height, Ryan turns and hits a backflip off the top rope that misses Sanders who falls out of the way of the move. Clutching his stomach, Keys rolls on the mat, his feet kicking as he tries to recover quickly. Sanders rolls to his feet and then grabs at Ryan's leg to lock in a kneebar. Ryan screams in pain as Sanders pulls back forcing his knee to bend against itself. Ryan pushes himself with his hands and begins to painfully pull himself towards the ropes. Sanders pulls back forcing Ryan to duck his head in pain, one hand hovering over the canvas.
Simone: Ryan Keys looks like he is in severe pain.
Adams: And Scott Sanders is showing no mercy.
Ryan again forces himself to crawl towards the ropes still saying no to the referee who is asking him if he gives up. One final crawling lunge gets him close enough to the ropes to force the break. The referee taps Sanders on the back which causes him to drop the kneebar and get to his feet in anger. Reaching for Key's leg that he is holding, Scott quickly twists it around his own leg and drops down with a figure four leglock that forces a scream of "NO" from Keys.
Adams: Scott Sanders is really working over the leg of Ryan Keys. If Keys isn't careful, he is not going to have a leg to stand on. Get it Belinda...a leg to stand on?
Ryan begins to try and turn the hold over as Sanders moves to block it. Keys sits up and reaches for Sanders who smirks and taunts him before pulling back far enough out of reach to inflict more pain on Keys. Ryan rolls harder, managing to get onto his hip then forces Sanders over as well, turning the figure four against Scott who quickly releases it to save his leg. Ryan moves himself to the ropes and holds onto them as he pulls himself to his feet, limping on his leg that is hurt. Sanders moves towards Keys who fends him off with a punch. Sanders can see he is favoring his leg and taunts him to attack. Ryan swings at him as Sanders moves out of the way of the punch then backs up motioning for Keys to come at him. Ryan stands in the corner then painfully pulls himself upward to the top rope. Sanders moves to block him but Keys kicks him away and pulls himself the rest of the way to the top then launches himself at Sanders with a corkscrew dropkick that takes Scott down but Ryan is also down in pain. Crawling back to the corner once more, Ryan pulls himself up and onto his feet.
Simone:That has got to hurt.
Adams: That is going to knock some sense into Sanders or some sense out of Sanders, depending on who you ask.
Ryan pulls himself onto the second rope in the corner as Scott Sanders gets to his feet and staggers around the ring and turns towards Keys who launches himself at Sanders and catches him around the neck to hit his Striptease finisher on the Scott. Ryan rolls through the move then quickly turns and grabbing the legs of Sanders, rolls him up for the pin. Scott kicks his legs but Keys has the hold locked in too deeply for Sanders to kick out as the three count is made.
Simone: Ryan Keys has Scott Sanders rolled up and I don't think he will be able to get out of the pin after that amazing move pulled off by Keys.
Adams: He calls that the Striptease Belinda. And I am sure there are a bunch of bombshells backstage that would love to see him do a striptease for them too.
The bell rings as Keys rolls to the side, one hand moving to his knee as on the outside, Miles Blake slaps the canvas as the referee moves to Ryan Keys who is slowly standing and raises his arm to declare him the winner.
Justin: The winner of the match, RYAN KEYS!!
Sanders kicks at the bottom stair of the ring steps as Miles Blake argues with the referee from the outside before the two of them head up the ramp and disappear behind the curtain.
The camera is just outside of the Father David Bauer Olympic Arena, more specifically, in the rear parking garage. The cars of the staff, Superstars and Bombshells are everywhere and onto the scene emerges none other than the 'father' of the Seven Deadly Sins, none other than Synn himself. Dressed in a black suit and red dress shirt and tie, the controversial leader of this even more controversial collection of men and women walks from the garage and towards the door that leads inside when a voice brings him to a stop.
Christian: Well, well, well! Look at who it is here.
Synn slowly turns and smiles hungrily once he spots the one speaking.
Synn: Well...!
He turns and instead of stepping through the open door, approaches the co-owner of Sin City Wrestling. He stands close to Christian, closer than what would normally be comfortable distance.
Synn: ... This is a pleasant surprise. To what will I do to owe such an honor? No...
He holds up a hand, forestalling any words from Christian.
Synn: Don't tell me. Here to help me partake in some pre-show festivities?
Synn practically growls as he leans in closer but Christian pulls back, perhaps surprisingly so.
Christian: Incorrect.... although the offer is tempting.
He looks Synn up and down and swallows hard, fighting back the urge to indulge himself with an all too willing Synn.
Christian: Maybe later. ... Maybe. I mean, we need to talk.
Synn: Ahhh... shall we step inside of your office then?
Christian: No, I think its safer to do this out here. Safer for me at least. I mean, if we go to the office we'll run into Mark and he and I agreed it'd be best if I handled this. or at least, I thought it would be. He...?
Christian winced.
Christian: He wanted your man's head on a stick.
Synn frowns.
Synn: And to whom are you speaking of?
Christian: You know damn well who I am speaking of! I'm talking about what Shipman did to Scott last week! Our interviewer! An employee! An innocent man just trying to do his job and he ended up having to be taken to the hospital all because Chris Shipman couldn't keep himself under control!
Synn shrugs.
Synn: Occupational hazard I would image...
Christian: Bullshit!
Synn frowns at Christian's outburst as well as his interruption.
Christian: You are DAMN lucky that I am the one handling this, Synn! Our employees are off limits! ALL of them! If Shipman is feeling violent, then he can man up and wait and handle it in the ring against someone that is going to fight back! But if he touches anyone that isn't a wrestler... reporter, cameraman ... even one of our pages, then there is going to be hell to pay! Mark wanted Shipman fired.
Synn: Fired!?
Christian: FIRED! What he did opened up possible lawsuits, Synn! Do you get that!? We took care of Scott. We take care of our own, but I'll be damned if I put up with Shipman endangering our innocent employees! I hope you brought your check book, and he brought his, because this one is going to be costly! If he does it again, the next time it's not going to be me that deals with the aftermath. It's going to be Mark. And I can guarantee that your charms will not work on him!
The two men stare hard at one another...
Christian: Do we understand each other?
Synn says nothing. He silently nods in affirmation, and Christian releases the breath he hadn't realized that he was holding in.
Christian: Fine. Good luck tonight.
Christian walks past Synn to head inside -- and Synn claps him hard across the backside, eliciting a yelp from the boss!
Backstage we see Lucy Seraphina, Uriella Abaddon and Samuel Devereux watching the show from one of the TVs. Uriella was checking her phone while Lucy and Sam were talking quietly.
Sam: Shocked they haven't booked us in a few weeks.
Lucy: It is what it is. We've been working hard as of late, guess the bosses thought we deserve it.
Uriella nods and looks up at them.
Uri: True, everyone at home is ill, I know Lucy, you've been doing some stuff and Sam, you're watching your wife.
Lucy: I think we all miss the ring here at SCW. Hell Sam you're booked at UWF at least.
Sam: I know but let's just keep this strictly SCW related ja?
Lucy nodded.
Uri: Looks like they're trying to find us challengers. The female Elders beat the Justice League. Now it's Lust 4 Life vs Team Technicolor.
Lucy: That's the thing, we laid down the challenge and now we'll see if anyone can answer it. I mean we took down Technicolor but I won't have an issue if we face them again. Hell I won't have an issue facing any of these teams. I just want a challenge.
Uri: They need to step up! They know this and now we just wait and see. Sam what's on your mind?
Sam: I'm just ready to fight. Come what may...
In the ring, a table is seen set up with two chairs behind it, a microphone in front of each chair, as well as pens and a clipboard. On the top end of the desk, lies six microphones.
Simone: I don't know what's going on here.
Adams: I didn't know we had that many microphones.
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...
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.
Adams: These guys know how to take an entrance.
The two remove the Tag Team Championships from their waists and puts them on the table in front. They walk around the table and take their seats in front of the clipboards and Jamie picks up the microphone as the music fades out.
Jamie: I'm sure you all know out there how much I hate to brag...
Ben turns and stares at Jamie who breaks into a smile and pounds the table in mirth, laughing openly.
Jamie: I know! I almost didn't get it out with a straight face!
Ben smiles and shakes his head as Jamie continues.
Jamie: But let's face facts: it's hard to be humble when you're the best. Are Ben and I the best? Well it stands to reason. We've held these belts since April, and nobody has been able to strip us yet!
Ben: Of the gold.
Jamie: Huh?
Ben: Strip us of the gold.
Jamie shrugs.
Jamie: You say potato, I say Vodka. My point is, a few have come close, but close only counts in near-miss climaxes. The Monstimals tried. Didn't happen. The members of the Elders tried -- twice. Didn't happen. Be great if more people were opening to forming tag teams so we could get some fresh challenges, but I can understand why they're intimidated at the prospects of facing us. How many people have looked at Team BJ and thought we were ripe for the picking -- pun intended. And when the chips were down, so were our challengers! Each and every one of them!
Ben: That's bang on Jamie. It's tough for us to actually decide on who to come against us next, so we came up with this way where we're gonna sit behind this table and try and figure who should be the next challengers for these titles. Take it from me, there's nothing fellas can't sort out over a beer so.
Ben reaches to his side, picking up a cooler next to his foot and placing it on the table, reaching in and grabbing a beer and placing it next to Jamie Dean and taking one for himself, opening it up.
Ben: So let's get that one going shall we? Introducing first, the former SCW Tag Team Champions, two guys who have been here for a long, long time, please welcome out here Narly and Radical, The Surf Boys.
Surfer Boys start to play and the Surf Boys, Narly and Radical appear dressed in Bermuda shorts, sandals and holding surfboards under their arms. They turn around high fiving each other. They walk to the ring high fiving the fans and when they get to the ring, throw the boards under the ropes and climbs in as the fans cheer. The put their boards in middle of the ring and jump on them "ring surfing" as the fans cheer.
The Surf Boys approach the table, reaching over and grabbing a microphone each, while Ben reaches in to the cooler and throws a beer towards Narly, who catches it and opens it. He then does the same to Radical, who like his partner takes the beer and opens it.
Ben: Right lads, you're here to tell the world why you should be given the next SCW Tag Team title shot.
Narly: Cause we rawk!
This instantly brings a cheer from the crowd, causing the Surf Boys to nod their heads and grins.
Radical: Sha! And we totes like won the belts before!
Narly: And we saved the chickens!
This brings another cheer from the crowd. The two stand looking at Ben and Jamie.
Ben: That it?
Radical: Sha dudes!
Jamie leans over to Ben and whispers...
Jamie: They saved the chickens? Is that code for... you know?
Jamie makes a pumping motion and the fans are in hysterics. Ben starts to write something down on the clipboard in front of him.
Jamie: Now let's hear from the two guys who came the closest to dethroning the champs -- that would be us. Eyesnsane and Jon Dough, the Members of the Elders!
IAIN SAYN NUN by OGYOLA X starts to play. We see Jon Dough come from behind the curtains to a crowd pop. 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.
Simone: I don't think I've ever seen a team split the fans as much as these two do.
The two approach the table, reaching for microphones as Ben slides them a beer each across the table. As they turn to step back, Ben puts his hand up, stopping Jon for a second and reaches in to his pocket, pulling out a cigar and handing it to Jon.
Adams: Master Lilly did ask for a Cuban cigar for Jon on Twitter.
Jon Dough: I owe you one bro!
The Elders step back as Jamie continues.
Jamie: So tell us boys. You had two title shots against Ben and myself. Why do you want to have the chance to go down on us, er, go down to us, a third time?
Eyesnsane: Ya know I don't see why I have to explain a damn thing to anybody.
Crowd: Booo!
Eyesnsane: We ran through the tag team division with one exception. The two guys you called out here before us. Now I know we can beat them.
Crowd: Booo!
Eyesnsane: And we already beat the guys you are going to call out. So you see it can now, next week or next damn month. The fact remains nobody is keeping us from those titles. That's it, that's all!
Crowd: Booo!!
Jon nods at Eyesnsane. Jon looks at the crowd as there boos turn to cheers. Jon puts the microphone close to his mouth.
Jon Dough: So you all heard my partner explain why. However, the truth is, I'm a little confused on why we are here. I mean, yes I want to have a title shot, but let's be fair here. The Surf Boys didn't get to be in the tag team tournament for their chance at the titles. Instead it was Bad Company and The Aqcuins
Crowd: Boos!
Jon looks at the crowd.
Jon Dough: I feel the same way. What a waste of time those four are.
Crowd: Cheers!
Jon Dough: It's only fair they get there shot. If not and it is the The Elders who get the title shot then, I want to make sue we give the Surf Boys there shot ASAP
Crowd: Cheers!!
Jon Dough: Your about to have the last team come out, The Monstimals! But why, If Lord Raab wins the Internet title later tonight then he won't be able to get a shot at the tag team titles.
Crowd starts to chant Elders
Jon Dough: So part of me wants to say that it should be the Surf Boys who get a shot first. Wait why am I even talking to you all for.
Jon Dough leaves the ring and is seeing making his way to the fans. The crowd starts cheering loudly.
Jon Dough: The truth is, we can all sit here and give you reasons why we should be the number one contenders. The thing is the last time I checked you two were not in charge of booking. So to Mr. Ward and Mr. Underwood, this message is for you guys.
Jon dough claims over the barricade. The fans in the first 6 rows all try to touch Jon Dough. Jon turns around having his back to the fans so he is looking at the ring.
Jon Dough: So to the bosses of SCW, I won't tell you who should be the ones fighting for the titles, that is not my job, but as a fan of SCW and along with the other fans of SCW, should The Elders be the ones fighting Team BJ for the titles?
Jon lifts his microphone in the air.
Crowd: Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!
Jon lowers his microphone close to him.
Jon Dough: Should it be The Monstimals!
Jon lifts his microphone in the air.
Crowd: No! No! No! No!
Jon lowers his microphone. He climbs the barricade again and he makes his way back in the ring.
Jon Dough: The fans have spoken. The fans are the ones that make this tag team div. great so I say we listen to the fans.
Ben: I like that, good response to me JD.
Jamie Dean nods his head in agreement with Ben as he scribbles notes down on the paper in front of him, lowering his glasses to look at the page clearer.
Ben: Cheers guys, enjoy that Cuban, Jon. It's time to introduce our final team of the night to come out and join us. They are two of the baddest men I've ever stepped in the ring with of the toughest guys who anyone's ever stepped in the ring with. One is a former World and Roulette champion, and the other will whack ya with a chair and laugh about it for hours, trust me, I have been on the end of that chair. Welcome out here Lord Raab and Samuel McPherson, The Monstimals!
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.
Ben: Hold up Henry son.
Henry looks at Ben as he reaches in to the cooler and throws a beer out of the ring and towards Henry, the man outside catches it and he looks to Jamie.
Ben: Never can bring too many.
Raab and Samuel approaches the table and Ben slides beers next to the microphones. Reluctantly, the two men pick up the microphones. Ben points to the beers and both slowly pick the up.
Ben: Now Raab, I know you have ya issues son, and just wanna say that maybe you need a reason to keep going. I know you have your shot a little later against Rage and could be a champion by the end of the night, but I thought it's only right to give a team who kicked the living daylights out of us a fair shot at getting these belts from us. So just say you're unsuccessful a little bit later, why should you and Samuel get a chance to take these from us?
Ben points to the title belts in front of him.
Lord Raab: "You are fucking stupid, aren't you? Didn't you hear me say that I only need the tag team titles and the Internet title to complete my goals so I leave SCW for good? I guess not. Samuel wants to win the tag titles just as much as me because there's no other partner out there who I trust than Samuel. We want to win more than any of you in this ring and we took you and Jamie to the test yes, but next time around, the results might not be the same depending on the outcome of my Internet title match tonight and even if I do, I still won't lose my eye on the tag team gold because you can expect us being back in the tag team division straight afterwards, right Samuel?"
Samuel McPherson: "Yaarrp."
Ben: That's one hell of an argument there. You don't mince words, do ya?
Ben looks towards Jamie as Jamie writes something down on the paper in front of him. Ben waves a finger around to the men waiting in the ring.
Ben: Just gimme a sec here lads.
Ben and Jamie discuss things, Ben whispering in Jamie's here, before Jamie does the same to Ben. The two nod in agreement and stand up, grabbing their beers from the table and moving in front of the six men.
Ben: We can't decide with so many compelling arguments, so here's what we'll do. We all have the same goal of making tag team wrestling blinding again, so we've decided that at Violent Conduct III, it will be us, against The Surf Boys, against The Elders, and should you not be successful latter Raab, against The Monstimals too.
Adams: WOW! Ben and Jamie must be crazy.
Ben: Whatcha say?
Ben and Jamie hold their beers together in the air and The Surf Boys move closer, as does the Elders, the four men hitting their beer cans against the champions. The six look towards a reluctant Raab and Samuel, who look at each other before reluctantly hitting their beer cans against the others.
Simone: Lord Raab has come a long way.
Adams: Yeah, usually he'll make someone try and eat that can.
Simone: Either way, we have ourselves one hell of a match for Violent Conduct III!
The camera showcases the six-sided ring where the team of Lust 4 Life is standing inside, along with their manager, as the music of "Sexercize" ? Kylie Minogue is currently playing on the building's sound system. The bell rings..
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Justin: The following contest is a first round match in the Number One Contenders tournament for the World Bombshell Tag Team Championship! Currently in the ring, accompanied by their manager, Desiree Drake!
Desiree poses as her team applauds her.
Justin: At a total combined weight of two hundred and fifty pounds, the team of Alyxandra Drake and Paisley Tyler -- Lust 4 Life!
The arena fades to complete black for five seconds before the lights flash on and off a few times before Irresistible by Fall Out Boy featuring Demi Lovato starts to play. On the stage is Remington and Eden, standing back to back. One arm is down by their sides and the other is on their hip. Slowly, they slide down to a squatting position. Remi slides her hand down Eden's leg and Eden slides her hand down Remi's as they slowly stand back up, keeping their legs straight. Remi winks at Eden as they walk down the ramp next to one another, keeping the same pace as they wave to the fans before stopping at the foot of the ramp and posing with their backs to one another before walking to the ring and hopping up onto the apron before getting in between the bottom and middle rope.
Justin: And their opponents! From Pa'ia, Hawaii, at a combined weight of two hundred and forty five pounds, the team of Remi and Edie -- Team Technicolor!
Eden goes to one of the turnbuckles and climbs up onto the second one before raising both arms in the air and shimmy's her chest a bit. Remi just sits on the middle rope, leaning against the top one.
Simone: So much riding on this match. The winner moves on to face the Members of the Elders to determine just who will challenge the Angel Clan at Violent Conduct III.
Backstage, Alana Allure and Song, along with Master Lily, are shown watching the proceedings on the monitor with great interest.
Adams: Speak of the devil!
Back to ringside, Holly Wood has each team decide who will be starting the match off for their teams. Once decided, the official calls for the bell.
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Remi starts off the match for Team Technicolor as Alyxandra does for her own team of Lust 4 Life. Slowly the two Bombshells circle each other, before going to a collar and elbow tie up. Big mistake as Remi wins the early advantage, taking Alyxandra over to the mat with a lightning quick armdrag takedown. Alyxandra stares at her while Remi and Edie celebrate in the corner, high fiving and embracing.
Simone: Those two are celebrating way too early.
Adams: Hey they're a couple of happy birds. ... Happy... ha!
Simone: One Angry Birds reference and so help me...
Alyxandra tries to attack Remi but the L4L Bombshell takes her down to the mat with a drop toe hold. Remi Irish whips Alyxandra into the ropes and clotheslines her. She gets up to her feet and Remi runs off into the ropes and springboards off, flattening her with a flying body press into a fast cover!
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Remi pulls her up and grabs her in position for a double underhook suplex. She drives a left knee, and then a right, right up into her exposed head before taking her over with the suplex maneuver! Remi hangs on, pulling her up and suplexes her over a second time. Remi hops up and rebounds off of the ropes and body splashes Alyxandra before lounging across her in a lazy 'supermodel' pose for the second straight cover.
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Alyxandra gets her shoulder up.
Alyxandra raises a shoulder!
Adams: Did she actually think she could get the win like that?
Simone: I don't think the woman was even trying.
Remi tags Edie who climbs to the top rope and jumps off onto Alyxandra with a diving Hurricanrana! Alyxandra is flung across the ring and quickly tags out to Paisley who starts to climb into the ring but Edie runs over and brings him in the hard way.
Adams: Boy Team Technicolor are pulling out all stops!
Edie kicks away at her and pulls her up by the hair but Paisley plows into her, bulling her back into the ropes and punches and knees her in the stomach, softening her up as Holly counts against Paisley!
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She breaks just long enough to bring Edie over with a snapmare by the hair, followed by a hard soccer kick to the kidney area! Edie stiffens and falls to her back where Paisley covers her.
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Paisley brings her opponent up and sends her into the ropes. She attempts a tilt-a-whirl slam but Edie takes her over into a small package!
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Edie whips her into the ropes and flies into her with a spinning heel kick to the face, then tags Remi who comes in and scoop slams Paisley! Edie goes up top and Edie dives off with an assist from Remi, landing with an assisted body splash! Edie rolls outside as Remi hauls Paisley up and brings her right back down with a neck breaker. She rolls Paisley over for the cover.
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Remi brings Paisley up and shoves her back into the corner where she presses a foot against her throat, choking her! Holly counts!
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Remi then short-arm clotheslines Paisley and grabs her legs and turns her over into a Texas Cloverleaf!
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Edie gets her shoulder up.
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paisley kicks out!
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Paisley gets her shoulder up.
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Simone: Team Technicolor going for the submission win!
Paisley yells out and struggles in agony as Remi sits her full weight on her back! Paisley reaches for the ropes and Alyxandra drops to the floor and grabs her partner's hands and pulls her to the ropes, forcing the referee to break the hold.
Simone: Not a fair assist but that is what tag team wrestling is about.
Remi protests to the referee and goes back to Paisley. Remi goes for another short-arm clothesline but Paisley ducks the impending blow and delivers a hard belly to back suplex!
Adams: Ooowww! That HAD to hurt!
Paisley grabs Remi in a front facelock and DDTs her! Paisley rolls her over and covers her for the pin.
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Paisley tags Alyxandra in and Lust 4 Life start stomping down onto poor Remi. Edie starts in but Holly heads her off, allowing Lust 4 Life to spread Remi's legs and fall back, splitting her legs wide open!
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Remi kicks out!
Simone: Make a wish!
Adams: She wishes that hadn't have happened!
Alyxandra drags the woman up and rams her face into the corner and knees her hard in the spine. Alyxandra wraps her arm around her neck and drops her in a Regal Neckbreaker. Alyxandra makes the cover and hooks Remi's leg.
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Remi gets her shoulder up!
Adams: I thought that was three!
Alyxandra grabs her by the hair and hits her with three stiff lefts to the temple and pulls her up into a gut-buster. Alyxandra tags Paisley back in and they set Remi up for a double-suplex but Remi blocks it and lands on her feet in front of them. She grabs Alyxandra in a side headlock and leaps, grabbing paisley in a headscissors! She then hiptosses both women over, taking both down to the mat!
Simone: London bridge comes tumbling down!
The entire crowd applauds the display as all three women are on the mat. Remi stirs and starts to crawl toward her corner but Paisley jumps and clobbers Edie, knocking her off the ring apron! Edie dives in but Holly wards her off as Lust 4 Life plows Remi back into their corner and kick and stomp away at her! They go to whip Remi into the ropes for a double clothesline but Remi ducks, rebounds and clotheslines them instead! Edie stomps, rallying her partner and Remi rolls over and tags her in!
Adams: Now we have a summer fresh Edie in!
Simone: Summer fresh ... how long have you been waiting to use that?
Adams: Oh about five minutes now.
Edie runs in and dropkicks first Alyxandra and then Paisley! Edie whips Alyxandra into the ropes for a leaping clothesline and then delivers a sitting jaw breaker to an advancing Paisley, right under the chin. Edie covers Paisley but Alyxandra breaks it up before the count can even take place! Alyxandra grabs Edie and throws her over the top rope but Edie holds on and pulls herself back in and dropkicks her in the back with such force that it sends Alyxandra flying out to the floor! Paisley then grabs Edie for a back suplex but Edie lands behind her on his feet and rolls her up into a prawn.
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Edie goes for a whip but Paisley reverses it for a lariat and Edie dodges behind her for a crucifix turned into a sunset flip.
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Edie tags Remi and she throws Paisley across the ring with a hair toss. Remi goes to whip her into the ropes but Paisley reverses it and Alyxandra trips Remi up on the outside. Paisley grabs Remi in a front facelock as if going for a DDT but Edie flies off the top rope with a missile dropkick to the face! Alyxandra jumps up onto the ring apron and Edie sails into her with a bodypress, taking both women over to the floor. Paisley goes for a short-arm clothesline but Remi ducks it and grabs her from behind and hits a reverse DDT!
On the outside, Alyxandra charges Edie but she moves and the Lust 4 Life member crashes into the ring post! Edie climbs to the top of the near corner fast as Remi hits Paisley with her snap DDT as Edie comes off with the shooting star press!
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Paisley kicks out!
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Paisley gets a shoulder up!
Adams: TeChNiCoLoR!
Edie rolls out to grab and block Alyxandra as Remi covers her!
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3!
Justin: here are your winners, advancing to the finals -- TEAM TECHNICOLOR!
Remi and Edie celebrate as Desire helps her team to the back!
Simone: And there you have it! Team Technicolor will now face The Members of the Elders for the right to challenge the Angel Clan!
Backstage, Master Lily escorts her team away from the monitor.
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 were involved in that World Heavyweight Title #1 Contenders Tournament, and both you and Markus Reeves were counted out, giving the win to Dmitri. How do you feel about not only the loss, but the way you lost that match?
Casey looks at Pussy with such disdain when she mentions Reeves name.
Casey: Well Pussy, I was looking forward to working with Markus Reeves, given his size and all, a battle of titans so to speak, and we did have a battle for the ages and Dmitri got lucky, but he won't get lucky with whomever he faces in the finals in the tournament, I can guarantee you that..
Casey smiles and cackles when he reflects on his recent actions, inflicting pain to Reeves during their match last week.
Pussy: How do you feel about Markus Reeves announcing he is retired?
Casey looks annoyed with Pussy, as if he thinks her question is lame.
Casey: Isn't it obvious? I mean, I would have loved to have feuded with him, help him elevate his game, but he acted like a coward. He tucked his tail between his legs and retired instead of facing me like a man. I lost all respect I once had for the man.
Casey struts up the ramp towards the back as the scene fades to black.
Sam Marlowe is backstage can be seen talking to Monte Christopher who is holding a book open between them. Sam is sitting on an equipment box dressed in her white ring gear as Monte is in a pair of dark jeans and a Sam Marlowe tee. As the pair is relaxing before Sam's match, they are joined by Jamie Dean who can be heard smacking his lips behind Monte's back.
Sam Marlowe: Hey there Jamie. Whatcha doin?
Jamie moves to take in Monte before standing on the other side of Sam.
Monte: You must be this Ben she talks about...?
Jamie shakes his head negatively as he gives Monte the once over and Sam chuckles softly.
Sam Marlowe: Monte, this is Jamie Dean, one half of the tag champions and one of my best friends here in SCW. Jamie, this is Monte.
Jamie: Sam's not told us she has a boyfriend? When did this happen and why didn't she tell us? But before you answer that I have to ask you something.
Monte: Okay...
Sam watches nervously as Monte looks suspiciously at Jamie.
Jamie: Can I share you with Sam?
Sam Marlowe: Jamie!! You are going to scare him...
Monte holds up a hand to Sam and smiles.
Monte: Tell ya what, I can be friends with ya but I don't know if Sam will want to share.
Jamie once more gives him a look and rubbing his hands together nods.
Jamie: I can see why.
Sam Marlowe: You two aren't helping me. I have a match to get ready for Jamie and I don't know if I trust you to take care of Monte...
Jamie holds up a boy scout's salute.
Jamie: You can trust me Sammi, I will take very goooood care of our Monte for you.
Jamie smirks before looking up and thanking God silently as Sam and Monte share a nervous glance.
The scene opens backstage moments before the match between Amy Marshall and Polly Playtime, where we see Amy standing in front of a large signed picture of Owen and Brett Hart. Standing beside her is Pussy Willow, who is ready to interview Amy.
Pussy: Ladies and Gentlemen, we are moments away from Amy Marshall verses Polly Playtime and with me at this time, Amy Marshall. And to save on answering a lot of questions... can I get you final thoughts going into this match?
Pussy begins.
Amy: Oh Polly Polly Polly... I like that you have spunk and fierceness and that cockiness you seem to exude, but that's all you have. I don't know what all this light bulb bullshit you are spouting out about, but I have had many light bulb moments in my career... and for your information... I had one when I became the first grand slam champion in this company.
And tonight the only light bulb moment that will be happening will be, is when you realise that I am no easy pushover and you were so very wrong about me.
If you had done you research properly... you would have realised that I was recently hiatus... taking a break from wrestling to recover and refresh myself and since returning I have been going with the flow. Even though I won some match and lost some matches including an Internet title shot.
So I am not over the hill as you think... I can still kick your little blond head off your body and if you think sowing seeds of doubt into my mind will make me lose... you would be so very wrong... it fuels me and makes me work harder.
Get ready Polly because you will be taught a masterclass in how to kick ass.
Amy smiles before walking away to get ready for her match, as the camera fades out on the big picture of Owen and Bret Hart.
Justin: The next match is a Standard Rules match with Amy Marshall taking on newcomer to Sin City Wrestling Polly Playtime.
Simone: Last week Polly Playtime managed to get a win over Twisted Sister which is not an easy thing to do. Amy Marshall is a different story as she comes into this match as a Sin City wrestling Hall of Famer and Grand Slam achiever.
Adams: I will agree that Polly did playtime with Twisted Sister quite well but this match against Amy Marshall will be a huge challenge for her.
The arena goes suddenly dark, as a child's voice plays over the speakers as her words also flash up on the screen in red.
I can hear you breathing
Nobody here in the cradle does that anymore
How did you get in?
Will you help me?
Boogieman by The Hellfreaks begins and as the bassy sounds of the drums begins to play as the cello then kicks in over the speakers and finally the guitar kicks in as green lights swirls around the entrance.
The song then kicks in and Amy rushes out holding her face and then suddenly stops half way down the ramp to reveal her face. She wears a black leather surgical face mask decorated with a Cheshire Cat Smile and above that Amy Marshall is written in red and in Japanese.
She then continues down the ramp, as slaps the hands of the awaiting fans, she then climbs into the ring, where she then climbs the turnbuckles and surveys the crowd before climbing back down and heads to the corner, where she takes off the mask and waits for the match to start.
Justin: Our first participant in this match, standing in at 5 feet 7 inches and 128 pounds, she is a Grand Slam Achiever and Hall of Famer, please give a warm Calgary welcome to Amy "The Punk Princess" Marshall!
The crowd gives a favorable reaction to the accomplished superstar. Amy acknowledges the crowd before taking up residence in a corner to await the arrival of Polly Playtime.
Adams: Amy Marshall appears calm and confident.
Simone: You would be calm and confident if you had the accomplishments in wrestling as Amy does.
We hear a voice stating "I wish it could ALWAYS be Playtime." We then hear a girly laugh and "C'est La Vie" by B*Witched begins to play. After a few seconds Polly Playtime appears from the backstage area and chooses to just stand on the stage for a few moments, letting it all sink in. The men in the crowd swoon as all the ladies in the crowd boo. Polly comes back to it and winks her left green eye. The camera gets a really good close look at that, sensing that Polly is ready to potentially do something evil.
Justin: "Making her way down the aisle, from Panguitch, Utah, standing in at 5 feet 3 inches and 133 pounds, she is the girl that loves to play... POLLY PLAYTIIIIME!!!"
As her name is being announced, Polly then grins and skips off of the stage and down the wrestler ramp. She gets down to the ring and skips one lap around the outside of it before hopping up onto the ring apron. She winks her left eye again and wears a maniacal grin before she slides into the ring under the bottom rope. Once inside the ring she stands back up and looks across the ring at Amy Marshall. She licks her chops and nods a few times as she stares down Amy as her entrance music just now beginning to fade out.
Simone: Polly is a quite cocky for being a newcomer and facing off against a highly accomplished opponent.
Adams: She defeated Twisted Sister last week. Not many people have been able to do that. She has the right to be confident and cocky.
Simone: She is also giving up 4 inches of height but both weigh about the same. Often having a few inches of advantage makes all the difference in the world. Perhaps you should ask your women friends about having a few inches of advantage. Unless of course you don't have anything to brag about.
Adams: Could we stick to calling the match and leaving the insulting comments for when we are off mic?
Referee Jasmine St. John calls Marshall and Playtime to the center of the ring where pre-match comments are being handed out. After laying down the rules of this match St. John checks both wrestlers to ensure they don't have foreign objects and then Jasmine calls for the bell and this match is underway.
DING DING DING!
Without hesitation Polly reaches out and grabs the hair of Amy and she drops down pulling Marshall down to the mat, face first, by the air. Amy's face hits the mat and her head bounces off the mat. Marshall rolls over a few times to get to the ropes where the grabs the ropes and Referee St. John steps between the two wrestlers to ensure there is no attack while Amy returns to her feet. Amy pulls herself up to her feet and she is leaning against the ropes. Polly runs at her to continue her attack but Amy spins out of the way and as Polly hits the ropes Amy gets behind her and catches Playtime on the rebound. She quickly flips Polly over and back in a belly-to-back suplex slamming the Polly hard into the mat. Marshall maintains the hold on Playtime as Jasmine St. John checks the shoulders of Polly. Satisfied her shoulders are on the mat she begins a pinfall count.
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Two...
Polly manages to squirm enough to get a shoulder up and then she manages to maneuver her way out of the hold.
Simone: That was a good move by the Hall of Famer.
Adams: Not good enough to get a quick win though.
Simone: You really are a sexist pig. I think you have a crush on Polly Playtime.
Adams: Not really. I just like new wrestling talent when they are able to hold their own against highly talented opponents.
Both wrestlers are to their feet and they approach each other and they are trading blows. They are going back and forth until Polly finally gets the advantage driving Amy into the corner. Jasmine St. John steps in to demand a break. Polly isn't making the break to Jasmine makes a count on her.
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Polly Playtime breaks on a four count to prevent a disqualification but she quickly reaches out and rakes the eyes of Amy Marshall. Amy retaliates by raking the eyes of Polly and then she waits for Polly to drop her hands and the slams her thumbs in eyes of Playtime.
Adams: Nooooo!!! Don't jab Polly in those pretty eyes!
Simone: Oh puh-leeze! She started it and she got what was due to her.
Amy takes advantage of the situation by hitting a DDT on Poly. Playtime gets slammed into the mat and she thrashes around holding her face from the blow. Marshall follows up on Playtime by dragging her to her feet by the hair and then hitting her with a round kick to the face. Polly drops to her knees from the blow but she staggers to get to her feet. Taking advantage of the DDT then the round kick Amy charges Polly and hits her with a facebuster. She rolls Polly over for the pin. Referee St. John drops and makes the count.
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We don't know how in the world Polly Playtime got out of that pin attempt but she managed to get her shoulder up and break the count. Amy Marshall is livid as she gets in the face of Referee St. John to complain about a slow count. Jasmine informs Amy that her officiating and pin counts are fine and that she needs to focus on her opponent and not on the Referee.
Simone: Never a good thing to distract yourself during a match.
Adams: I don't think Polly is ready to take advantage of the distraction at this time as she's still recovering from the numerous blows she received recently.
Referee St. John has had enough of the jawing by Amy and she informs her to get back into the match or else. Amy Marshall turns around to go after Polly Playtime and she is immediately hit with a hard slap to the face of Amy. She then kicks the legs out from under Amy and then she drops her knees on the back of Amy's legs behind the knee. Polly then dives on the legs of Amy and she grabs Marshall's foot and twists it in an ankle lock. She is putting a lot of pressure on Amy's ankle and this causes Referee St. John to step in to ask Amy if she wants to submit. She yells out HELL NO and the match continues.
Simone: That hold hurts big time. I admire wrestlers who will endure pain like that but they also have to realize that delaying a tap-out too long could result in a serious injury.
Adams: I wish Polly would put an ankle lock on me.
Simone: One more sexist command and what you will get is one hell of a backhanded slap to your face by me.
Amy manages to pull herself close enough to the ropes to reach out and grab the ropes prompting a break call by Jasmine. On the break Polly stomps on the ankle of Amy to cause more pain. Amy slides under the bottom rope to the arena floor to get a break and to work on getting the feeling back in her ankle. Referee St. John tells Polly Playtime to remain in the ring or risk disqualification.
Adams: Do you think Polly will remain in the ring like Jasmine St. John told her to do?
Simone: Nope.
No sooner did that comment come out of Belinda's mouth we see Polly climb up to the top of the corner of the ring and she is measuring out an aerial attack on Amy. Marshall is walking around at ringside and she appears to be okay as the limp she had a moment ago seems to be gone. Playtime is standing on the top of the corner waiting for Amy to get close enough to make a move. Amy Marshall turns around and sees Polly Playtime on the top ropes in the corner. As she approached Polly leaps off the ropes in what appears to be an attempt to land a knee to the face of Amy. Marshall sees Playtime coming her way and she side-steps the attempt which causes Polly to try to stop her fall to the arena floor but she is only able to avoid slamming her knee into the concrete. Playtime slams into the floor and rolls into the barricade. Amy decides to get back into the ring to see if she can get a count out victory over Polly. Jasmine St. John begins the count once Marshall is inside the ring.
Adams: This may be it for Polly.
Simone: I wouldn't count her out yet.
Adams: "Count her out?" That's what Referee St. John is doing right now.
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Polly Playtime is pulling herself up and leaning on the barricade.
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Polly looks over at the ring to see Referee St. John making the count on her.
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Playtime staggers over to the ring apron and she reaches up to pull herself onto the apron using the ropes.
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Polly is holding on to the top rope while standing on the ring apron.
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Amy Marshall steps closer, but not close enough to break the count, but as she gets close we see Polly Playtime pull on the ropes and leap up to launch herself over the ropes breaking the count just as Jasmine was about to deliver the nine count. She lands her head into the chest of Amy which catches Marshall full-force causing her to stagger back a few steps. Polly senses a victory so she launches an all-out assault on Amy hitting her with a drop kick, When Amy gets to her feet Polly grabs her by the hair and whips Marshall into the ropes where she rebounds off the ropes where she catches her and power slams her to the mat. She covers Amy for the pin as Referee St. John checks the shoulders and starts the count.
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No! Somehow Amy got out of the pin attempt and this match is not over yet.
Adams: Polly nearly had Amy again.
Simone: This match has been a good one thus far.
Polly is livid as she jumps up and starts screaming at Referee St. John. She is demanding the win since she knows she had Amy pinned for a three count. Jasmine shakes a finger in her face and then she raises two fingers in the air to show it was only a two count. Playtime isn't buying it and she is nose-to-nose with the Referee and she is getting close to a possible disqualification. Amy Marshall steps up behind Polly Playtime and she taps her on the shoulder. Polly turns around to be immediately hit by Amy with Marshall grabbing her by the hair and then dropping down pulling Polly face-first into the mat. Not satisfied with that she drags Polly to her feet and drops her into a DDT. Still not satisfied Amy again pulls Polly up and then she bends Playtime down to put her head between her legs and they she drops down with the piledriver again driving Polly's head into the mat. Amy flips Polly onto her back and she covers her and firmly hooks both legs. Referee Jasmine St. Join drops into position for the pin count.
One...
Two...
Three...
Amy Marshall got the pinfall over Polly Playtime and Referee St. John calls for the bell and this match is officially over. Amy gets off Polly and she stands next to Justin as he is about to deliver the decision on this match.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen the winner of this match, by pinfall...
Amy snatches the mic out of Justin's hand before he could finish his announcement.
Amy: Your winner of this match, by pinfall, is ME, Amy Marshall.
Marshall then looks over at Polly Playtime on the mat.
Amy: Didn't I tell you that Playtime is over? You believe me now!
Marshall hands the mic back to Justin and then she runs to the ropes and leaps over the ropes landing on her feet on the arena floor and then she makes her way to the dressing room area.. We return our attention to the ring where Polly Playtime is regaining her composure and when Jasmine St. John informs her she lose the match Polly pounds the mat with her fists and then she exits the ring and heads to the backstage area.
Backstage, Connor Murphy can be seen peeking into a box and smiling as he is walking down the hallway. He is stopped by Pussy Willow who gives him a look.
Connor Murphy: Shush Pussy m'dear. It`s a surprise for our SCW golden couple. You know I am all about giving right and since I have been watching twitter and saw what has been going on, I knew I had to do it.
Pussy gives him a strange look.
Pussy Willow: You had to do what?
Connor Murphy: I saw how Melody and James were talking about a puppy and well...I knew that deep down, I wanted to be the one to show them that I can be a friendly bloke now and again. Besides, he got a little pissed at the drink I sent him on the ship.
Pussy moves to the box and opens it. Her aww makes Connor smile and nod before he walks away and leaves her smiling. Reaching the locker room of Melody and J2H, Connor sets the box down and motions for one of the interns to join him. He whispers something to the intern and then moves away. The intern knocks on the door and it opens to reveal J2H and Melody just behind him. The intern points down to the box then moves away quickly. The pair look at each other and then down at the box. J2H opens it slowly and Melody squeals in excitement as a small mechanical dog seems to jump up and put its paws on the side of the box to bark at the pair.
Melody smiles as the dog's head turns towards her and barks which sounds like it is saying 'Mama'. J2H shakes his head and hands the box to Melody then grabs the dog out of the box intent on doing it harm. The dog barks "Not the Mama" as J2H begins to twist at its head. Melody screams and drops the box to reach over and snatch the dog from James who gives her a 'what' look. She shakes her head as she scowls at J2H then goes into the locker room as the dog keeps barking "mama" at her. J2H turns to look at the box for who could have sent it and straightens up to see Connor smirking at him before waving and walking away whistling as James glares daggers into his back.
We cut backstage to the dressing room of James Tuscini and Uncle Pinky. They are having a discussion about the effects of drugs on your mind and about James providing protection for Uncle Pinky.
James: Uncle I hear the rumors that people feel I'm not providing enough protection for you since you've been attacked a few times. I can back you up and keep an eye on you if you want.
Pinky: What? I may be 63 years old but I'm not helpless. I don't need your help, or anyone else's help, to protect myself. You focus on your wrestling and I'll focus on keeping the attacks away from you.
James: Suit yourself Uncle. I want you to know why Uncle Pinky and I don't do drugs. Could you relate the story to the viewers Uncle?
Pinky: Back when I was younger I had a friend, Andrew, who did LSD all the time. I never did drugs and I'm glad I didn't. Andrew related stories to me how being on LSD is like being in a time warp. You may go, in real time, for hours at a time but while on the LSD trip it would seem lime minutes. He said other times he would go for just a few minutes in real time but it would seem like hours. Andrew also told me he has dropped to the carpet to look into the carpet fibers to see little men working in the fibers like miners. Once he told me while on a trip he watched paint dry, he watched paint drip off the wall of his apartment, and one time he saw his friend's face melt off his head and land on the carpet. Andrew said he had to help his friend pick up his face and put it back on. Knowing what drugs can do to you I decided never to do so.
James: So, yeah, we don't do drugs and my public service announcement to all of you watching is please don't do drugs.
Uncle Pinky walks over and takes a seat on the couch and James takes a seat next to him.
James: I am currently the 4th longest reigning Roulette Champion in Sin City Wrestling. In two weeks I will pass up the person in 3rd place to become the 3rd longest reigning Roulette Champion. Then if I can continue until the first week in September I become the longest reigning Roulette Champion. I will give all I have to try to accomplish that feat.
Pinky: I know you can do it James.
James: Nothing is a guarantee in life except death and taxes. Travis Nathaniel Andrews gave me another hell of a match like he did on March 20, 2016, when he handed me my first loss in Sin City Wrestling. Our match was brutal, fast, painful, and I'm glad I'm off this Climax Control event because I'm hurting from the damage TNA inflicted on me. My arms, legs, knees, and ankles hurt from the moves and holds TNA executed against me. I can't sit here and lie to you and tell you that never once during the match I didn't think I was going to lose. That thought came to me many times. I'm not concerned about when the day comes where I do drop the Roulette Title Belt but I will tell you that Travis pushed me to the limit. I know some names are popping up as possible contenders to my Title Belt. I've heard the name Scott Sanders and I know that would be a great challenge for me. It appears that Josh Woodrum, who is new to Sin City Wrestling, but not new to the sport of wrestling, wants an ass kicking as he tossed out a challenge to me after he defeated Johnny Tsunami. Be careful what you wish for as you might just get it.
Pinky: Speaking of people who are gonna get it I will get revenge on Shipman and the sooner the better.
James: I cannot tell you what to do as you are my Uncle and you are my mentor. But I do ask that you don't seek revenge upon Shipman or anyone else. Let Karma kick their ass on your behalf.
Pinky: I already told you I don't need your help to protect myself and I won't be told what I should or should not do. But thanks for the offer.
James: That's all we have for you today. If anyone on the Roster wants a shot at me and my Roulette Championship please have a talk with Management and tell then your desires. Thanks for joining us today.
We are preparing for a match when suddenly the music hits from Dmitri and the arena goes black. The man that won last weeks triple threat match to move on to have a shot at the World title against J2H walks out. He is holding a microphone in his hand as he stares at the crowd who is booing the vampire.
Dmitri: Last week I heard a man speak out from the heart, a man that had the need and deprived himself from being a stand out guy and made the world believe that he is God. And I wonder, how many tv priests has he consulted before he started to believe in his own stupidity???
The crowd boos Dmitri as he closes his eyes shortly before putting the microphone to his mouth.
Dmitri: Let us all think about the word God... it would have to mean that this man is eternal, that he will live on forever. That this man is having ungodlike powers that nobody else possesses and eternal wisdom. And yet, this man is aging as fast as you humans drink your diet coke and eat your pathetic hamburgers. And yet, he is your God... I guess it is time that I shall have to spoil his hopes and dreams to be eternal and immortal... you are just another man that will perish before the eternal living... your damnation James.
He pauses
Dmitri: You see James, our match we had was indeed your victorious reign on a man that you proclaim is unworthy... proclaimed to be a fraud, proclaimed someone that does not deserve to be in your presence... are we quoting the life of a man that was called the Son of God?? Or are we just believing in your very own incapability to be a human being??? I know that a big head is a common thing with you humans...isn't it James??? You just have to understand James that I am one step closer to your championship belt. I have overcome the odds that you were hoping that would have kept me away... I will break your hopes and dreams as next week I will be awaiting my next opponent to fight before I get my chance once more... once again I will be in the ring with you and this time I will beat you when we are nose to nose James....
The crowd boos Dmitri even louder than before as he ignores it.
Dmitri: Next week I will be coming for you James, I will confront you oh almighty God and I will make you understand that I am the next S...C....W champion....
With that his music hits as he walks off to the back
Justin: The following match is for one fall... introducing first... from Tampa Florida... Roxiiiiiiii Johnnnnsooooon.
The opening keyboard notes of "The Touch"? begin on the PA system. Stan Bush's voice rings out and soon the power chords kick in to begin the song. The cameras pan around the arena, and soon, spotted in amongst the fans, is Roxi Johnson slowly making her way through them, slapping the fans five and getting patted on the shoulders as he moves through the swarm of fans. The fans continuing singing with the song as Roxi continues her journey through them, stopping and singing along with them. She treks onward, seemingly greeting every fan, before she is lifted on top of the fans and they crowd surf her towards the ring, imitating a superhero "flying" motion. She makes it and lands on her feet on the arena floor to which she high fives the closest fan before climbing up on the apron and climbing the turnbuckle and raising her arms in the air to massive cheers. She jumps down from the top turnbuckle and lands in the ring, and begins jumping up and down in an exercising manner as the music cuts out.
Justin: And her opponent...
"Do you really want to do this now" is heard before Def Leppard's Let's Go 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: 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.
Roxi Johnson and Sammi Marlowe head to the centre of the ring where referee Drew Patton checks to see if they are both okay to get this match up underway, before her signals for the bell.
Ding, ding, ding.
Roxi and Sammi exchange a quick display of sportswomanship as they exchange a quick high five in the centre of the ring before the two set off and get this match underway by circling one another.
Simone: I just love seeing two competitors that respect each other.
Adams: Roxi and Sam are professionals, Belinda duh.
Sammi and Roxi continue to circle around each other in the ring before Sammi makes the bold leap forward, locking herself up with Roxi. Roxi however gets the underhand and over powers Sammi bringing her down to her knee, Sammi however pops back up and the two stayed locked up in a power struggle. Roxi once again over powers Sammi and Marlowe drops to her knee once more but she isn't a quitter so she quickly gets back up and puts the pressure on Roxi. Sammi powers herself forward and she pushes Roxi back up against the ropes. Sammi holds her there and Drew reminds Sammi that she can't hold Roxi against the ropes. Sammi makes a clean break before she grabs onto Roxi's right arm and whips her across the ring.
Simone: I don't know if Sammi really wants to give Roxi the advantage of speed here.
Roxi runs across the ring and rebounds off the opposite ropes before she comes flying in with a flying cross-body but Sammi was thinking the same and the two ladies collide in midair. Both Bombshell's are down and Drew quickly makes his way over to check on them.
Adams: I would like to call that move, the double stack pancake. I mean no one ends up on top.
Simone: That's unless you're the pancake on the top right Jason?
Adams: Yes, No... wait, I'm confused.
Sammi and Roxi quickly make it back up to their feet and the ladies don't make the SCW fans wait for their next move as Roxi grabs hold of Sammi and whips her over into the closest corner. The fiery red head then dashes across the ring and makes a beeline towards Sammi who is in the corner, Roxi goes for the corner splash but Sammi powers out of the corner with a monstrous clothesline. Sammi leaps down on top of Roxi and hooks her leg.
1...
2...
NO! Roxi gets the shoulder up.
Adams: Holy Moley Belinda, did you just see Sammi? She powered out of that corner and BAM!
Sammi leaps to her feet and so does Roxi but as Roxi walks towards Sammi, the brunette does a handstand in the middle of the ring; her feet locking into either side of Roxi's neck before she twists her body around brining down the superhero with a twirling head scissors take down. The SCW fans go wild for Sammi. Sammi pops up back to her feet and looks to come crashing back in with an elbow drop but Roxi quickly rolls out of the ring escaping the offence.
Simone: Excellent ring awareness by Roxi.
While Roxi looks to head back into the ring Sammi has another idea in mind as she takes off and leaps between the middle and top rope knocking Roxi down. The SCW fans fire up once more, as both Bombshells are down on the outside of the ring.
Adams: Sammi is fearless that's why I love her.
Drew is forced to start the ten count as both Bombshells are down on the outside. They both start to stir on the outside before Sammi gets up to her feet first, she grabs onto Roxi's hand and drags her up and both women look at one another before sliding into the ring. Once they are back inside the ring they quickly get to their feet and they both rush towards one another this time Roxi gains the upper hand as she drops Sammi with a shoulder block, before she can bounce off the ropes and come crashing in with a leg drop. Roxi brings Sammi back up to her feet before she grabs hold of her a plummets her with a snap Suplex. Sammi is down on the canvas and Roxi drags her into position. The SCW fans go crazy as the highflying superhero looks up towards the top turnbuckle and that's where she is headed.
Adams: Sammi you need to move.
Simone: I think she would if she knew what was coming.
Roxi leaps up to the top rope and looks for a Moonsault but Sammi is playing possum and as Roxi goes to gracefully make contact Sammi rolls out of the way causing Roxi to hid the canvas. Sammi doesn't waste a single second as she rushes back towards Roxi and hooks her leg.
1...
2...
NO! Roxi gets the shoulder up, just in time.
Adams: Roxi almost took herself out that time.
Simone: She took a chance but Sammi rolled out of the way and was going to make Roxi pay for her mistake. Pure genius.
Sammi gets to her feet and she looks around the ring before she fires off towards the ropes she looks to come crashing in with a springboard Moonsault but Roxi counters as she gets the knees up. Sammi bounces off Roxi's knees and holds her midsection in pain as the superhero quickly rushes over towards her, she doesn't waste a second as she grabs onto Sammi and lifts her up. The SCW look on in shock as Roxi lifts Sammi up, she uses the ropes for an assist as she bounces Sammi's legs off them before holding her up vertically.
Adams: Roxi is one strong lady. She really is a super hero.
Roxi brings Sammi down crashing hard to the canvas with a delayed vertical suplex, the SCW fans are now on their feet cheering these two women as Roxi hooks the legs looking for the win.
1...
2...
NO! Sammi kicks out.
Simone: Sammi just won't quit.
Adams: Nor will Roxi.
Roxi gets back to her feet and looks down at Sammi who is starting to sit back up the former Sin City Wrestling tag team champion looks around and scopes out her surrounds before she rushes off towards the ropes once again this time she comes crashing back in with a low drop kick to Sammi's face. Roxi once again pops up to her feet and she rushes towards the ropes using them as a springboard she comes crashing in with a Lionsault, she hooks the leg on impact and Drew makes the count.
Simone: Reality Bites!!
1...
2...
NO! Once again Sammi kicks out.
Adams: Yay go Sammi!
Roxi doesn't let this distract her from her goal as she gets to her feet once more; she bends down and helps Sammi to her feet. Sammi however has other ideas as she pops Roxi in the face with a forearm smash the two now exchange forearm smashes in the middle of the ring before Roxi takes over with a massive kick to Sammi's midsection. Sammi doubles over and Roxi flies in and brings her down with a swinging neck breaker, Sammi hits the canvas and Roxi pulls her across the canvas into position once more before she rushes off towards the ropes. She leaps up and uses the top rope in her favour as she bounces off it with a beautiful split legged Moonsault. Roxi comes crashing down onto Sammi and she hooks her legs.
Adams: Superstar Press!!!! Roxi's got this!
1...
2...
3...
Ding, ding, ding.
Justin: Here is your winner... Roooooxiiiiiiii Johnnnnson.
The Touch starts to blare over the PA system and Roxi gets up to her feet as Drew raises her hand in victory. However Roxi doesn't celebrate for long as she goes back to aide Sammi Marlowe lifting her back to her feet. The two share a friendly exchange before Sammi drops down to the canvas and rolls out of the ring, letting Roxi celebrate her win with her fans.
Backstage, Rocky Mountain stands next to Mercedes Vargas, ready to conduct an interview with the former World Bombshell Champion ahead of her match tonight.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Mercedes, coming off another tough loss at Summer XXXtreme, how are you feeling heading into your match tonight with Melody Grace?
Mercedes Vargas: Summer XXXtreme hasn't been a good memory for me. Last year, Delia Darling and I failed in to win back the World Bombshell Tag Titles against The Fallen and then three years ago I didn't walk out of the Ultimate X match with the Bombshell Roulette Championship. This year wasn't any different. Three supercard, thee different titles.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Your match tonight with Melody has beeen brewing for a while now. With you struggling as of late and Melody still unbeaten since her return five months ago, do you think you're even ready to jump back into another championship just three weeks since the main event at the supercard?
Mercedes Vargas: I'm never been more ready in my life, Rocky. As for Melody, she had some strong comments ahead of our match, but I'm going to do something a little different because, well, my opponent says we should find new material. Only, Melody doesn't give us anything to work off of. We're going to play a numbers game. How many seconds will I need to beat Melody tonight?
Ms. Rocky Mountains: What do you have in mind?
Mercedes Vargas: We're going to play a numbers game, Rocky. For example, how many seconds will I need to beat Melody tonight?
Mercedes holds up three fingers.
Mercedes Vargas: Three seconds. How many times has Melody defeated me already?
Still holding up that hand, she now has two fingers up.
Mercedes Vargas: Two times, both tag matches. But after tonight, how many losses will Melody Grace have on her record in 2016?
Now we see just her index finger.
Mercedes Vargas: 1 loss.
A smile follows as she turns towards the camera.
Mercedes Vargas: Melody, you said that we both have something to prove. Well, that makes one of us, and it's not me. When I came into this company, I said I had nothing to prove. Now, three years later, I have nothing to prove. Not to this company, not to the roster, and especially not to you. But you do. And whatever self-help books you've been reading lately have been working for you. Win or lose, I'll always be relevant, sweetheart. People know who I am. That's what you need to understand, that's what you need to know. But more importantly, you need to ask yourself a question. Should I win tonight, standing over you with the Bombshell Internet Championship, how many excuses will you have to fall back on?
Mercedes forms her hands into a circle.
Mercedes Vargas: Zero.
Mercedes walks off the set as Rocky turns back to the camera and we head back to ringside.
Were backstage we see Scott Oliver holding a microphone. The camera zooms out and we see to his left Eyesnsane and to his right we see Song.
Scott: I'm here with two of the Elders
Song grabs Scott's hand to bring the microphone closer to her.
Song: Were the two that matter the most, right Eyesnsane?
Eyesnsane chuckles a bit
Song: The issue is that the fans in SCW are too stupid to see it.
They can hear the crowd booing them from ringside.
Song: You see, even the Canadians fans are too stupid to know any better
Crowd boos even louder.
Song: Keep booing us all you want. We will see how you feel after Alana and I take the bombshell tag team titles.
Scott manages to free himself from Song.
Scott: So Eyesnsane anything you want to add.
Eyesnsane: Nope, Song said what need to be said.
Scott: What about you and Jon Dough?
Crowd pops for Jon Dough. Song again grabs Scott's hand.
Song: They will win the SCW tag team titles the next chance they get. Trust me on that.
Song lets go of Scott's hand. Scott looks at Eyesnsane and moves the microphone closer to Eyesnsane.
Eyesnsane: That's it, that's all!!!
Keira was seen getting ready for her match tonight. As she does, Ms. Rocky Mountains was seen coming in with a mic in her hand, Keira turns and notices as she says
Keira: Hey! Almost caught me by surprise.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Sorry, I came to ask you, what was up with you? Asking, demanding for title matches. This hasn't been like you?
Keira sighs a bit
Keira: It....was a stupid mistake on my part. I was fed some ego and I take responsibility for my actions. I'm here now. I'm going to EARN my spot tonight. I'm not going to ask or demand anymore. I'm going to EARN, like I should have. If I made anyone mad, which I know I have. I'm sorry for my attitude.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Sounds like you're cleaning up the mess you made.
Keira: I am. I'm going to start cleaning up my own messes from now on. This here was my mess. Tonight, I'm going to clean it. No matter what.
Keira gives Rocky a hug. She lets go and walks out
Simone: Ever since she won it from Jessie Salco Melody Grace has held onto the Bombshell Internet Championship with an iron grasp but tonight she faces possibly her biggest challenge yet as she takes on Mercedes Vargas with the title on the line!
Adams: It's worth noting that Mercedes was the woman Jessie beat to win the Bombshell Internet Championship in the first place but since her loss to Jessie Mercedes has been on something of a losing streak getting pinned not once but twice by Jessie Salco including the Chamber of Fate match.
Simone: This would certainly be a hell of a way for Mercedes to get out of her rut, let's take it to Justin!
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship!
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: Introducing the challenger, 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 opponent(s) to arrive.
Justin: And her opponent!
The cameras scan back to ring side while the lighting in the arena dims down to nothing. In the background a techno bass drum solo comes to life on the personal address system, before an array of bright coloured lights start flickering sporadically. "I'm laid back, I'm feeling this"? sounds, alerting the crowd to the beginning of let's get ridiculous by Red Foo. As the arena comes to life with a night club vibe the lighting at the top of the ramp picks up. The lighting picks up the movement of the black curtains being pushed to the side and out walks two large muscular men. The men are dressed only in a pair of white shiny pants, while their shoes are made out to be horse hooves on top of their heads in a large Unicorn head hiding their identity. As the two shirtless giants make their way onto the stage, it's brought to everyone attention that they are each dragging a long thick piece of white rope. As the two men continue down the walkway, the item that they are pulling finally pops out from behind the curtain.
Justin: Making her way to the ring, weighing in at one hundred and twenty-nine pounds, from St. Helena California she is Sin City Wrestling's Little Miss Sunshine and the reigning and defending SCW Bombshell Internet Champion Meeeeeellloooody Grrraaaaacee!!!
The fans come to life with cheers as now on top of the stage Melody is seen sitting on top of a carnival ride. She's seated on a large white Unicorn who is sliding up and down a golden pole; similar to a merry go-round. Sitting side saddle in-between, the wings of the unicorn Pegasus Melody starts waving adoringly to her fans, who are cheering her on. The two giant men drag the Carnival ride to the middle of the ramp way before each setting down their ropes and making their way towards the moving horned horse. Both men reach up and grab onto Melody's delicate figure and help her down from the unicorn. Giving each of the boys a firm hug the bubbly blonde takes off towards the ring slapping the fans hands along her way. While the men drag her noble steed back up the ramp, Melody finally reaches the ring steps that she quickly runs up. Walking along the ring apron giving the fans a little shake of her tail feathers before stepping over the middle rope Mel enters the ring. Making her way around the six-sided ring Melody is waving wildly at the fans, while dancing unable to contain her excitement. As her theme dies down of the personal address system Melody makes her way over to her corner and takes off her furry hood making sure that she puts it down gently.
Simone: This should be a great match and I wouldn't be surprised if a majority of the Bombshell locker room were watching this match.
Adams: I can't wait!
Jacob calls Melody and Mercedes to the middle of the ring so that he can explain the rules to them, they nod to confirm that they understand the rules before Melody hands over the Bombshell Internet Championship to Jacob who holds the title above his head for a second before handing it to a stage hand and calling for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Simone: And the match is underway!
Adams: Should be interesting to see how Melody deals with Mercedes's experience as she has been wrestling a lot longer than Melody has!
Melody and Mercedes share a quick handshake before they lock up giving the fans the idea that this should be a fair matchup between the two Bombshells, it's Mercedes that makes the first move as she is able to grab Melody's head and lock in a headlock and Melody responds by firing a couple of punches into Mercedes's mid-section before backing her up to the ropes and shooting her to the opposite ropes, Melody drops down to the ground expecting Mercedes to leap over her but Mercedes stops and goes for an Elbow Drop only for Melody to roll out of the way, likewise Melody tries to kick a seated Mercedes in the head but Mercedes ducks out of the way leaving the two Bombshells at a standstill and earning a round of applause from the crowd.
Simone: Melody and Mercedes have clearly done their homework on each other.
Adams: It's going to take something new for either woman to gain the advantage over the other I think.
Mercedes tries to break the stalemate by charging at Melody but Melody counters whatever she had in mind with an Arm Drag that Melody follows up on by locking in an arm bar, Mercedes manages to get to her feet before Melody can get a tight hold on her arm and backs Melody up to the ropes where Jacob forces her to break up the hold, Mercedes does so and after Jacob gives her a warning she charges at Melody only for the champion to duck down and back body drop Mercedes to the outside of the ring.
Simone: Melody has been known to take to the air so this could prove to be the turning point.
Adams: Except Mercedes is a season veteran and has been on the receiving end of many a suicide dive over her career so it could just as easily backfire.
Once Mercedes gets to her feet Melody starts bouncing up and down in the ring before running to the opposite ropes and going for a Somersault Plancha to the outside, unfortunately for Melody Mercedes has it well scouted and she ducks out of the way of the Suicide Dive causing Melody to crash and burn to the outside and Jacob restarts his count, however his new count doesn't even reach four before Mercedes picks up Melody, rolls her back into the ring and goes for the first cover of the match as soon as she's back in the ring.
Simone: 1......2.......and Melody kicks out!
Adams: There was no way that missed Suicide Dive was going to get the pin fall but the pain from the dive and the exerted energy from the kick-out might come into play later in the match!
Mercedes doesn't let up as she picks up Melody following the failed pin-attempt and locks in an Abominable Stretch on Melody in the middle of the ring prompting Jacob to get into position and ask Melody if she wants to quit, Melody refuses to give up this early in the match off course and after a few minutes Melody is able to get free of Mercedes's submission hold and hit her with an Arm Drag. Mercedes scrambles to her feet and charges in but she ends up charging into Melody's foot thanks to a Suoerkick from the champ! Melody goes for a cover 1......2......and Mercedes kicks out!
Simone: Melody is back in this!
Adams: For how long though?
Both Bombshells get back to their feet and start brawling with each other, after a few minutes Melody trips up Mercedes and they start brawling in more of a MMA Style with the two women tied up on the ground and exchanging punches with each other.
Adams: I think I saw a scene like that in one of Kaylee's movies featuring her and another woman, except there were no clothes, a lot more kissing and the fists.......
Simone: KEEP IT CLEAN JASON!
Mercedes is able to catch one of Melody's fists and locks in a cross-arm breaker in the middle of the ring and Jacob gets into position to check on Melody who refuses to quit when asked, at first Melody instinctively tries to reach the ring ropes with her legs but quickly realizes that she is in the middle of the ring so she changes tactics by standing up, picking up Mercedes whilst she keeps her arm locked in tight and charges towards the turnbuckle Powerbombing Mercedes into it!
Simone: What a move by Melody!
Adams: But can she go for the cover after all the damage her arm just took?
Melody goes for a cover 1......2......and Mercedes manages to get her foot on the bottom rope just in the nick of time! Melody drags Mercedes to the middle of the ring before going for another cover on Mercedes 1......2.......and Mercedes kicks out! Melody is getting visibly frustrated at this point as she looks up at Jacob with a look of disbelief on her face but Jacob orders her to continue the match as Mercedes gets back to her feet behind her.
Simone: Melody had better focus on Mercedes instead of Jacob if she wants to retain her title!
Adams: And Mercedes is back on her feet! Turn around Melody!
Mercedes picks up Melody and before the champion can do anything Mercedes his her with a vicious Powerbomb in the middle of the ring! Mercedes holds on for the cover! 1......2......and Melody kicks out! Mercedes shakes her head before climbing the top rope where she waits for Melody to get to her feet.
Simone: This is unfamiliar territory for Mercedes and it could cost her!
Adams: On the other hand, it could win her the title!
Melody gets to her feet and Mercedes leaps hitting her with a flying clothesline! However, whilst Mercedes does land on her feet her leg buckles indicating that she landed on her feet wrong but despite the delay Mercedes goes for a cover on Melody 1.......2.......and Melody kicks out! Mercedes shakes her head before calling for her finisher.
Simone: Mercedes is calling for the Black Rose Overdrive!
Adams: But can Mercedes get Melody up for the move?!
Mercedes picks Melody up and goes to get her up for the move, however the pain in her leg forces her to let go of Melody giving Melody the chance to trip her up and lock in the MGC!
Simone: Melody has locked in the MGC on Mercedes's bad leg!
Adams: Mercedes has nowhere to go!
Mercedes tries desperately to reach the ropes but the pain proves to be too much and she has no choice but to tap!
Justin: Here is your winner by submission and STILL SCW BOMBSHELL INTERNET CHAMPION MELODY GRACE!
Simone: What a match!
Adams: But who can dethrone Melody at this rate?!
Melody helps Mercedes to the back after she is given her title back by Jacob.
Were backstage we see Scott Oliver holding a microphone. The camera zooms out and we see to his left Alana Allure and to his right we see no one.
Scott: I'm here yet again with two of the Elders, this time I have Alana allure and, Well were is Jon Dough.
Jon Dough: Right here.
Crowd starts to cheer. The camera moves to the right and can see Jon Dough making his way to them.
Jon Dough: Sorry I was trying to find the Surf Boys. I want to take them up on their offer of teaching me how to surf.
Scott: So the surf boys want to teach you how to surf?
Jon Dough: I took to twitter to ask them a few questions about surfing and were I can go to learn and they offered to teach me.
Jon walks away from Scott and Alana and moves closer to the camera. Jon taps on the camera lens.
Jon Dough: Hello SCW.
Jon pauses, the crowd cheers to Jon's dislike.
Jon Dough: Let's try this again.
Jon taps on the camera lens again.
Jon Dough: Hello SCW!!
We can now hear the crowd.
Crowd: Hello Jon!!!
Jon Dough: Jon who!!?!?!?!?
Crowd: Jon Dough!!!!!
Crowd starts clapping and cheering.
Jon Dough: That's what I'm talking about.
Jon walks back to Scott and Alana.
Jon Dough: Sorry about that.
Scott: So earlier Song and Eyesnsane were talking about how The Elders will be the next SCW tag team champions in both divisions, any comments?
Alana Allure: Well, that is the goal. We understand it will not be easy.
Jon Dough: But that's how we like it. We want to earn the titles not have them handed to us.
Alana Allure: Yes, and earn it we will.
Scott: Song and Eyesnsane feel like The Elders are just going to walk all over the two divisions.
Alana Allure: Nothing in wrestling is ever that easy.
Jon Dough: Yeah, I mean there is a reason why SCW has the best wrestlers around.
Jon Looks around and hears nothing. Jon then walks to the camera again. Again Jon taps the lens.
Jon Dough: How I'm going to repeat what I said as that was your cue to yell SCW.
Jon walks back to Scott and Alana.
Jon Dough: Yeah, I mean there is a reason why SCW has the best wrestlers around.
Jon looks at right into the camera as we can hear the crowd chanting.
Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW! SCW!
Jon Dough: That's what I'm talking about.
Alana shakes her heads while smiling.
Alana Allure: Unlike Song, I will take it one match at a time. I'm just happy to be a part of SCW. Master Lilly has talked so much about this place. I'm just happy to be here and show the SCW fans that never seen me in action in other companies what I can do.
Crowd starts cheering.
Jon Dough: No joke, Alana is the real deal guys, just wait and see EH!
Crowd: EH!!
Jon Dough: Yea what they said.
Crowd: Elders! Elders! Elders! Elders! Elders!
Scott: Good, so Jon, Alana what....
Jon cuts him off.
Jon Dough: The fans are chanting Elders! That means the interview is over and you don't cut the fans off from cheering bro, what's wrong with you.
Crowd starts laughing while they cheer for the Elders.
The cameras open up backstage, following the returning former SCW Bombshell Internet Champion, Alexis Edwards. If it weren't for her face, she'd be slightly unrecognizable, having returned to her blonde hair, and now sporting a much lighter attitude. She's walking at a pretty fast pace as she wanders through the halls, almost searching for someone. Her face eventually lights up as she looks ahead, spotting just the person she was looking for.
Alexis: Ugh! Finally! I've been searching everywhere for you!
The camera pans back a little as Alexis walks directly up to Evie Baang. The former manager to Bad Company, and newest Bombshell, turns her eyes and glares at Alexis with a raised eyebrow and a smug look on her face.
Evie: Really? I can't imagine why, considering last time we were face to face I thought I made it clear that you stay the fuck away from me. You must be a glutton for punishment.
Alexis just throws her head back and laughs, shaking her head. She puts her hand on Evie's shoulder but Evie pulls it away, almost disgusted.
Alexis: Oh that? I've completely forgiven you for that, Evie, and that's part of the reason I was wanting to speak to you. I mean, I figured it would be better face to face, right?
Evie rolls her eyes, annoyed with Alexis upbeat attitude.
Evie: More like fist to face if you don't back the fuck away and get rid of that cheeky attitude you have going on. Seriously, did you fall off the bandwagon or something? You must be high right now.
Alexis again laughs and shakes her head.
Alexis: Ok first off, I might have been in rehab, Evie, but it wasn't for drugs. Not that you'll believe me anyway. Second off, I'm really not high. I'm just trying to be a little less angry these days.
Evie: Good for you. Now get the fuck away from--
Alexis holds her hand up, silencing Evie. Evie narrows her eyes and snarls at Alexis and the camera can see her clench her fists at her side.
Alexis: Shhhh, Evie. Just, let me talk for a second okay. This will all make sense if you'd just let me speak.
Evie keeps her eyes narrowed and she folds her arms across her chest.
Alexis: I just wanted to apologize to you for everything that was said at Summer XXXTreme. It was very insensitive, and I'm truly sorry. I know that Bad Company is a bit of a sore subject for you--
Evie: Let's keep their names out of that filthy mouth of yours then, yeah?
Alexis holds her hands up and nods.
Alexis: Fair enough. Anyway, I know it's all a sore subject for you and none of that should have been said at all. And I just want you to know that you were right about what you said. All of it.
Evie tilts her head and stares at Alexis, a little surprised. The corner of her mouth turns up in a grin and she lets out an amused laugh.
Evie: You really are pathetic, you know that? First you're parading around here and on Twitter with this new "attitude" of yours. This attitude that makes me fucking sick. And now? Now you expect me to believe that you agree with--
"Alexis" suddenly jumps back as someone attacks Evie from behind! She's clobbered in the back of the head and falls to the ground and as the camera gets a better look at her attacker it's none other than...Riley Edwards? Or is it Alexis?
Simone: What the hell is going on back there?! I thought Evie was talking to Alexis?!
Adams: Looks like a little bit of Twin Magic!
The twin that was just playing herself off as Alexis stands back several feet as the other crouches down over Evie, grabbing a handful of her hair and yanking her head back.
Riley: Oh, Miss Baang, I guess I should have properly introduced myself. I'm Riley, Alexis' identical twin sister.
Riley smiles as Alexis lets out a laugh as she keeps a hold of Evie's head. Evie glares at Riley and tries to look up to Alexis.
Alexis: You really think you got the best of me, Evie? You think I'll just forget about everything you said and accept it as the truth?!
Evie goes to speak but Alexis hits her with a hard elbow to the back of the head, nearly knocking her out. Evie holds the back of her head as Alexis stays crouched over her, a fiery look in her eyes.
Alexis: Here's the thing, Evie. I don't give a shit what you think or what you say about me. It's nothing I haven't said about myself in the past. But I've changed over the last three months, Evie. I'm stronger than I was before and I'm a hell of a lot more dangerous, and do you want to know why?
Evie looks up at Alexis, but she can't get a word out. Alexis grabs her by the head again.
Alexis: Because I've learned how to channel my anger and save it for nasty bitches like you! You made a big mistake attacking me, Evie, and this is far from over.
Evie: Oh...you got...that right...
Alexis laughs as Evie spits the words out slowly back to her.
Alexis: I'll be seeing you soon, Evie. Bring your worst, bitch.
Alexis then gets back to her feet and walks over and joins Riley. Evie stares at the two as she slowly gets her bearings back and watches as they walk off down the hall. Evie has a fire in her eyes that neither Alexis nor Riley notices and as the two disappear down another hall, Evie smiles wickedly as she starts to get back to her feet and the scene fades away.
The scene opens up backstage at Climax Control where we see Jessie standing by alternating between checking her phone for Pokemon and looking around though based on the look on her face she hasn't had that much luck on the Pokemon front.
Simone: Jessie has a huge match in a few minutes and she's playing Pokemon Go?
Adams: Well from what I heard she did a lot of working out earlier in the day so maybe she's taking a break!
Jessie: Yes! A Jigglypuff! That's the last one I need for Evolution!
Jessie exclaims before catching the Pokemon, she transfers it to Professor Willow before going to the older Jigglypuff and evolving it, once the evolution's complete and Wigglytuff is registered in the Pokedex she pockets the I-Phone before spotting the camera.
Jessie: Ever heard he saying "second time's the charm"? Well that's exactly my mindset heading into this match against Keira, Keira I said in my promo that you need to get out of your wife's shadow but it won't happen against me and tonight I'll pin you again and move on to my second attempt at the World Bombshell Championship whenever that may be! I may have been playing Pokemon Go just now but when the bell rings I'll be all business and at the end of the night I'll move on to the World Bombshell Championship!
Jessie says before walking off.
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the number one contendership to the Bombshell Title..introducing first...
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: ...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 turnbuckle before hopping onto the middle turnbuckle, sitting on it and waiting for her opponent.
Justin: And her opponent, Also from Miami Florida and representing Team Hero, Keira Fisher-Johnson!!
"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 faces her opponent Jessie.
Simone: This match has come from the fact that both women think their fight isn't over.
Adams: Both women are able to claim that they deserve shots one on one with the Bombshell champion. Keira did by having her friends on Twitter influence her to demand another shot and Jessie Salco took exception to that.
Simone: And rightly so Jason. It was Jessie Salco that eliminated Keira in the Chamber of Fate match before being eliminated by Sam Marlowe. Tonight's match will prove once and for all who between the two deserves the shot at the Bombshell title.
Adams: And here we go.
The bell rings as Keira and Jessie move to face off in the middle of the ring. Jessie Salco tries to taunt Keira into losing her temper but Keira shakes her head negatively. Jessie steps back but turns quickly to slap Keira across the face which staggers her towards the ropes. Keira brings her hand upward to check on her lip then charges across the ring to spear Salco to the mat. The pair begin to roll on the mat as the referee tries to stop the two of them. Rolling to the corner, Jessie is first to her feet and pulls Keira to hers before shoving her violently into the corner turnbuckle. Backing up slightly, Jessie rushes in and hits a dropkick on Keira that sends her sagging in the corner before dropping to the mat. Reaching down, Jessie pulls Keira out of the corner and lays her into position before moving to the corner and beginning to climb.
Simone: It looks like Jessie is going for the quick win here Jason.
Adams: Didn't she ever read the tortoise and the hare...slow and steady wins the race.
Once Jessie gets to the top turnbuckle she quickly checks on Keira on the mat then straightens before launching herself off with a moonsault but Keira rolls quickly towards the corner as Salco lands stomach first. Keira watches as Jessie curls up in a fetal position, her arms wrapping themselves around her midsection. Keira pulls herself to her feet and grabs for Jessie's legs. Stepping between her legs and wrapping them around her own legs, Keira steps over and bends Jessie with a sharpshooter that makes her scream in pain. The referee checks on Salco who shakes her head negatively and tries to work her way upwards and pulls hard with her legs to try and break the hold. Jessie manages to get enough leverage to take Keira off balance and break the hold. Keira staggers forward as Jessie rolls to the ropes and then to the outside where she falls to the mats and rests there trying to recover. Keira moves towards the ropes but the referee moves to stop her as Jessie makes her way to her feet.
Simone: Jessie is using the time to recover on the outside but Keira doesn't want to give her the breathing space.
Getting up on the apron, Jessie slides through the ropes as Keira manages to push Holly Wood out of the way and charge towards Jessie who leaps on the bottom rope and uses a springboard clothesline to take Keira down. The two women get to their feet at the same time and begin to circle again this time locking up in a collar and elbow tie up. Neither woman is able to gain leverage until Jessie ducks slightly under the arms of Keira and catching her around the waist sends her backwards with a german suplex. Keira skids across the canvas and pulls herself to her hands and knees. Jessie springs to her feet and moves to grab at Fisher-Johnson but is caught in the midsection with a spear. Keira quickly goes for a pin on Salco but Jessie pulls her shoulder up at two. Keira grabs Jessie by the hair and pulls her into a flurry of right hands as Holly Wood tries to warn Keira to stop. Finally Holly begins to count which finally stops Keira who releases Jessie's head and gets to her feet.
Adams: Keira can't let her emotions get the better of her. If she does, Jessie might just be able to capitalize and beat her.
Jessie moves away from Keira and to the ropes where she pulls herself to her feet. Keira moves towards Salco who pulls herself up in the corner then launches herself with a high cross body from the second rope that takes the two to the mat. Jessie scrambles and reaches for Keira's leg as the referee is only able to get a two count on the downed Keira before she manages to pull her shoulder from the mat. Holly motions the two count at Jessie who lunges up to argue with Holly Wood who shakes her head and again motions for the two count. Frustrated, Salco turns and grabbing Keira's head and pulls it into position before dropping her to the mat with a ddt. Jessie rolls her over then lays across her as the referee begins her count only to have Keira kick out in desperation just before the three. Jessie looks on in disbelief as Keira rolls over to her stomach.
Simone: Salco thought she had the match won.
Adams: Holly Wood was in good position to see Keira kick out.
Keira slowly rolls out of the ring and staggers back against the barricade to catch her breath with her arm draped across her midsection and the other cradling her head and neck. Jessie bounces off the far ropes and flies across the ring and uses a suicide dive between the ropes that catches Keira as both women crash into the barricade hard on the outside. Holly Wood begins to count as the two lay on the mats trying to catch their breath. At five, both begin to stir as Jessie makes it to her hands and knees and pulls herself up to the apron. Keira fights her way to the steps and at eight manages to roll into the ring. Jessie pulls herself up and into the ring just before the ten count happens. Getting to their feet, Keira is able to grab Salco intent on finishing her off with the Deadly Sin but as they rush towards the ropes, Jessie is able to launch Fisher-Johnson against the ropes mid jump and then falls back with a suplex that lays her out.
Simone: That is using your opponent's momentum against them. Keira would have hit the Deadly Sin which could have ended Jessie's drive for the title shot.
Adams: And if Jessie hadn't, Keira would be getting the shot.
Jessie crawls towards Keira and grabs a leg then rolls her up. The referee drops to make the count but Keira is able to pull her shoulder up. Salco uses an elbow against the head of Keira and once more tries to roll Keira up for a pin but only gets a one count as Keira kicks out again. Getting to her feet, Jessie pulls Keira up then hits a standing dropkick which staggers Fisher-Johnson into the corner again. Following her in, Jessie catches Keira and sends her into the middle of the ring with a belly to belly suplex. Getting to her feet, Salco climbs the ropes and watches as Keira gets to her hands and knees then stands slowly. Before she can straighten and launch herself off the ropes, Keira staggers backwards into the causing Jessie to fall from the top rope and land awkwardly on the mat. Keira watches as she leans against the ropes catching her breath. Jessie rolls over as Keira straightens up from the ropes and crouches slightly motioning for Jessie to turn around.
Adams: Don't do it Jessie!! She is going to hit you with the Seven SINS!
Jessie turns around and Fisher-Johnson attempts the Seven Sins but Salco ducks under it before rushing the ropes and using another springboard clothesline to take Keira down. Rushing back to the corner once more where she springboards off the ropes with a moonsault on the prone Keira Fisher-Johnson to keep her down. Salco gets to her feet and motions the end as she moves to the corner, sliding between the ropes and pulling herself up at the corner. Watching Keira in the ring, Jessie makes it to the top rope and then straightens up. She launches herself off the top with the Wall of Death but Keira manages to pull up her knees and catches Salco in the midsection which drives the wind from her lungs.
Simone: Desperate move by Keira. I think the two of them are running out of gas.
Adams: I think that this was the mistake that is going to cost Jessie.
Both bombshells take a few moments to catch their breath then Keira springs up and turns to a rising Jessie Salco and catches her in a headlock before charging into the ropes and springboarding off into her Deadly Sin finisher. Salco's head is driven into the mat laying her out. Keira turns and rolling Jessie over, grabs both legs and rolls Salco up as Holly Wood drops to make the three count. Jessie struggles but is unable to kick out before the three. Keira releases the hold as the bell rings and gets to her feet to raise her arms in the air in triumph.
Simone: Keira Fisher-Johnson has done it Jason, she has earned her spot for a shot at the the Bombshell title once more.
Adams: Despite the odds and the fact that she as touted as the probable loser, she did it and good for her.
Holly Wood holds up Keira's hand as Justin makes the announcement.
Justin: The winner of the match, and new number one contender to the bombshell title...KEIRA FISHER-JOHNSON!!
Adams: I wish her luck in her shot. She is going to need it.
The scene opens up backstage at Climax Control outside of Steve's locker room where we can hear certain sounds coming from within and based on their accents the voices are clearly coming from Steve and Kaylee.
Simone: Are they seriously having sex on Climax Control?!
Adams: Why not? It's not like Steve has a match tonight!
The door opens and reveals......that Steve and Kaylee weren't having sex, rather they were watching the porn vid that they uploaded to Pornhub whilst on the Summer XXXTreme Cruise Ship on the laptop (which has it's back turned to the camera), the video ends and Steve closes the laptop.
Steve: Half a million hits already? I should do that more often!
Kaylee: Why not? You're a better lay than most of the guys I fuck in the name of porn!
The cameraman clears his throat and Steve looks up.
Steve: Don't you know how to knock? Fuck it, I'll make this quick, Rage! Not only did you not answer my challenge last week but you are defending your title against Kain, Matt Spears and Lord Raab, seriously what the fuck has those guys done to deserve a title shot? Never mind, I'm extending my challenge by another week and if we end up having this match at the Supercard then so be it!
The cameraman leaves as the scene fades.
The camera goes backstage and sees Shipman sitting on a chair with his head hung. He raises it revealing a cut on his face covered by a little bandage.
Shipman: And so tonight is the night, the night that I take a shot at the world champion. J2H, I thought long and hard about our match tonight and I have to admit something. This morning I was shaving and as you can see I cut my self. And as I stood there, staring into the mirror and watch the blood drip from my face into the sink, I thought to myself, maybe I am not the badass that I thought I was. Maybe you are right about me, maybe everyone is. So our match tonight isn't about proven myself to you and the roster and plummeting SCW into eternal darkness. Our match is about myself proven myself to myself. Ever since I came to SCW I have failed all of my ambitions, and never accomplished anything. Hell I am under assault investigation awaiting punishment for my attack on Scott Oliver. I am in a stable that never teams together, lost to James Tuscini, and am batting below 500 right now. Maybe I am not cut out for this company?
Shipman begins laughing hysterically.
Shipman: Had you going didn't I? Win, lose or draw, at this Climax Control I will again make a name for myself. No one is safe. To continue on from last week, I will ensure that I am never looked over again. Not only will I become part of SCW history tonight, but than I will also work towards banning of Zelda Clark's blog. Last time she left out any mention of the Roulette title, than I call her out and she completely ignores it to talk about the failure Kain and the disgraces of the Internet championship. Shipman is here, Shipman is now, and Shipman is for real. I still do not know why Mark Ward and Christian Underwood put me in this match but I am still going to make their lives hell for completing ignoring me for the 2 years I have been in SCW. I wasn't away on injury, I wasn't suspended or fired, all that time I was gone was because those jackoffs didn't book me. It wasn't until I threatened legal action that I started getting booked again.
But back to tonight. J2H, whether you wanted fresh meat or not, you got me tonight, and I am unlike anyone you have ever faced. I will be the toughest challenge and I will be the one to defeat you. Sincerely Chris Shipman, you're next SCW World Champion.
Shipman continues laughing as the scene cuts away.
The cameras open up backstage as Rage and Kittie are making their way down the hall heading towards the ring. They haven't joined up with Synn yet, but as they continue walking, they're stopped. And by who else, but Pussy Willow, eager for a last second interview with Rage.
PW: Rage...Kittie...I was wondering if I could get a few quick words before your big title defense.
Rage turns and looks at Kittie. He lets out a laugh and shakes his head before he looks back to Pussy Willow.
Rage: Big title defense? Big title defense? Blondie, this match isn't any bigger than my last four title defenses. It isn't any more important than the others, either.
Kittie: And not only that, but we don't exactly have the time. His match is coming up soon so we really need to find Synn and get out to the ring.
PW: I understand, and I promise you can make it quick. But how can you say it isn't any bigger than your other title defenses? You're defending against three other men. Matt Spears, Kain and Lord Raab. Kain and Lord Raab perhaps being the biggest threats.
Rage rolls his eyes. He adjusts the Internet Championship over his shoulder and glances down at it quickly, no sign of doubt in his eyes.
Rage: Okay, first off, Matt Spears is a non-issue. He'll probably be knocked the fuck out in two seconds, so I definitely don't have to worry about him walking out with this title in his possession. And as far as Kain goes? That piece of shit is about to be handed his fifth straight loss, and even regardless of that, he's STILL walking around this place thinking he's God's gift to wrestling and that he's worth shit here. Newsflash, he isn't, and he's damn sure not a fucking threat to my title reign.
Rage takes a threatening step towards Pussy Willow, but she doesn't flinch. She's slowly starting to learn not to show fear around the big man.
Rage: And Lord Raab? Lord fucking Raab, a threat to my title reign? That's hilarious, blondie. The guy may have anger issues worse than mine, but his downfall is that he doesn't know how to fucking control it. How to channel it. His anger...his hate. That's his fucking weakness and that's why I know he won't be walking out of here with MY title. Lord Raab needs to stick to tag team action with his fucked up husband, because that's all they're good for. Both in and out of the ring, if you catch my drift. Lord Raab can say all he wants that he's really interested in winning the Internet Championship...that it's the last piece of the puzzle for him, but that's one piece he won't ever find. So, no, this match isn't any bigger than my other title defenses. And this Internet Championship is once again staying with me. That's all there is to it.
PW: And what about the upcoming battle royal to determine your next challenger?
Rage: What about it? Anyone of these assholes walking backstage can enter it, but it doesn't really matter. I'll give my thoughts on it when it actually happens and when we see just who walks out of that one the winner. Until then, they all can kiss my ass. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got three douchebags to beat the hell out of to retain MY title. Nice talking with ya as always, blondie.
Rage then takes Kittie by the arm and the two continue walking to meet up with Synn and head towards the ring for Rage's match. Pussy Willow just takes in a deep breath and nods as the camera fades.
Justin: The following match is a fatal fourway match for the SCW superstar Internet championship!!!
As the music starts to play. He just walks in he may flick off the crowd as he makes his way to the ring.
Justin: Standing in at 6'0, weighing in at 225 pounds!! Hailing from Chicago, Illinois!!! Matt Spears!!!
As the crashing riffs of Metallica's Battery plays loudly on the speakers, Kain appears from the curtain, alone and unafraid. He walks down the ramp with a confident step, snarling with rage. He looks to his left and right, trash-talking to the fans, letting him know that he's ready for tonight and will do whatever it takes to win. As he climbs the steps, he laughs in their face and continues to boast. Stepping into the ring, he steps onto the center of the ring, raising his right fist in the air and looking straight at the camera as the pyro from all corners of the ring. Then he gets into his corner and looks towards the entrance ramp, staring silently and awaiting his opponents.
Justin: His first opponent!! Standing in at 6'3 and weighing in at 240 pounds!! Hailing from Detroit, Illinois!! Kain!!!!
Mad Monster by Detroit Metal City plays over the sound system as Lord Raab comes out through the curtain with Henry Losak wearing his red and black wrestling trousers with his nickname The Masked German Monster on the front of them with Monster Energy logos on the side of his trousers with black gloves on both of his hands and wears a black and red stripy mask and ignores the fans as he goes up the stairs before going in-between the ropes and crouches down in the corner moving backwards and forwards, rubbing his hands and moving his neck around while looking at his opponent with anger in his eyes while waiting for the match to start with Henry standing outside of the ring.
Justin: Their opponent!! Standing in at 6'4 and weighing in at 250 pounds!! Hailing from Cologne, Germany!! Lord Raab!!!
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. They stand at the entrance for a few moments before Rage raises his clenched fist above him, eliciting several cheers from the crowd. He makes his way to the ring with a dark almost demonic look on his face. Once he gets to the ring, he pulls himself up to the apron, using the second rope, then steps over the top rope to enter the ring. Synn and Kittie take their place on the outside of the ring as Rage looks to the backstage entrance. His music dies down and he waits for his opponent to enter.
Justin: And their final opponent!! Standing in at 6'8 and weighing in at 300 pounds!! Hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada!!! The SCW Superstar Internet champion!! Rage!!!
Patton puts all four men in their respective corner as he hoists the championship belt in the air for the fans to see. He hands the title over before handing it over to the ring keeper.
DING DING DING!
The bell has rung as the match gets under way. Matt gets nose to nose with the giant Raab who has been out of control all week long due to the medical situation. The big monster blasts Spears in the face with a big right before grabbing him by the throat and thows him over the top rope and follows him to the outside. In the ring we see Rage and Kain trade big time blows as Kain blocks a punch and sends Rage into the ropes before dropping the champion with a big time clothesline. Kain grabs the head of Rage and starts to drive series of elbows into the forehead before lifting him up and going for a suplex but gets blocked by Rage before driving Kain spine first into the turnbuckles.
Simone: I thought Kain had Rage!!
Adams: Great counter from the champion, but look at Raab on the outside!!!
Raab is stalking Spears as he slowly tries to get to his feet. Raab grabs him by the head and pulls him up before sending him face first into the steel ring post. This causes Spears to stagger backwards with pain on his face before walking into the waiting arms of Raab who is grabbing the skull by both hands and squeezes hard on the skull of Matt Spears while screaming out in rage as we can see Henry move over towards Raab.
Simone: Oh my goodness!! Raab is losing it!!!
Adams: Yeah and he needs to be careful!!!
We can see Henry get next to Raab and consult with him as he screams at him while knowing that Henry is right and finally just throws Spears down to the ground and grabs his head and screams out in anger.
Simone: Have you ever seen Raab like this???
Adams: Never!!!
Meanwhile in the ring we see Rage duck a clothesline from Kain and runs to the ropes where he comes off the ropes with a running forearm that sends Kain into the ropes. There he charges in on the first ever grand slam champion with a running boot that sends him to the canvas. Rage looks around and sees the carnage he and Raab have produced in and on the outside of the ring as he stares at the masked monster. Climbing out of the ring and charges in on him as Raab seems to be focused upon himself before suddenly grabbing Rage by the throat and chokeslams him to the concrete floor with authority.
Simone: OH MY GOD!!!
Adams: Did you see that?? He just knew Rage would be there!!!
Raab gets to his knees and starts to choke Rage before we see Spears slowly get to his feet. Holding on to the ring apron as an attempt to get back up on a horizontal position as he sees Kain. He grabs the head of the former world champion and rolls him in the ring where he follows him up. There he grabs the arm of Kain and locks him in a standing wristlock as he tries to work on the wrist and arm of the much more powerful Kain. Kain slowly gets to his feet as pushes Spears into the ropes and goes for an Irish Whip as Spears ducks the clothesline and comes off with a cross body block on Kain. Who catches him and drops him hard with a Body Slam before going to the ropes and comes off with a knee drop. Only to hit the canvas as Matt Spears rolls out of the way at the final moment. He grabs the leg of the knee that hit the canvas and locks him a standing leg grapevine as he pulls hard on the feet of Kain.
Simone: Spears was just too quick for Kain!!
Back on the outside we see Rage and Raab trading blows, a split screen shows some of the actions that they have done on the outside as we were watching Kain and Spears. We see Rage reversing a suplex attempt from Raab and pushing him into the steel ring post before delivering shoulder blocks into the midsection of the monster challenger of the title on the outside while resting against the ring post. Rage follows it up with grabbing the hair of Raab and screams at the challenger before lifting him up on his shoulders and executes as lam as we see Raab levelled on the outside before Rage slides back in the ring. There he charges in on Spears who lets go off the hold he had on Kain as he sees Rage enter the ring. there he drops Rage with a Drop Toe hold and drops an elbow before going for the cover. Only to get a count of one as Rage manages to kick out with authority.
Simone: Matt Spears had Rage well scouted that moment!!
Adams: You got to have eyes in the back of your head with three other competitors Belinda.
Spears quickly gets to his feet and grabs Rage by the head and locks him in a reversed chinlock. Putting all of his weight on him as we see Kain slowly get to his feet. Staring at both men as he walks up from behind and wraps his arms around both men and executes a German Suplex that sends both men to the canvas hard.
Crowd: Holy shit!! Holy shit!!! Holy Shit!!
Kain slowly gets to his feet and sees the carnage that he dished out on both men and senses the end to be near. He grabs Spears by the head and lifts him up above his head with ease in a Gorilla press slam before dropping Spears hard. Kain stares at Rage, who is slowly getting to his feet as he sets him up for a running clothesline in the corner as the champ has his back turned towards Kain. Kain charges in on Rage and drops the champion with the move before going for the cover.
Patton: One!! Two!!
Rage gets pulled out of the ring by Raab, whose face is completely covered up from earlier the match as his face got blasted into the ring post. Kain is enraged by this as he runs to the other side of the ring and flies over the top rope towards Raab.
Simone: GOOD GOD!!!
Adams: What strength!!!!
Raab catches Kain and follows it up with a German Suplex that drops Kain hard on the ground. Leaving him unconscious on the outside of the ring as the monster slowly turns his attention towards the only man left in the ring.
Simone: Uh oh... I don't want to be Matt right now!!!
Raab is breathing heavy, he has some of his own blood on his own hands as he touches his face for the first time. Screaming out loud as suddenly he grabs his chest as he feels something stinging before taking a few deep breaths and rolls himself back in the ring. There he grabs Spears by the throat and lifts him up and drops him with a big time choke slam before going for the cover
Patton: One!! Two!! Thr....
Somehow Spears manages to get his shoulder up in time, causing Raab to scream out even more as Henry looks on with concern as we suddenly see Raab put his hands on the canvas and once again breathe difficult as Patton checks on him. Raab pushes him away as he does not want anything to do with him while seeing Rage slowly getting back in the ring. He grabs Spears by the hair and lifts him up, going for a Powerbomb but just as he lifts him up in the air it is Spears that manages to escape his grip by landing behind the champ and dropping him with a reversed neckbreaker and rolls him over for a pin attempt.
Patton: One!! Two!!! Thr....
Rage kicks out at the final moment before Matt Spears signals for the end to be near as he gets into a corner and measures Rage.
Simone: Going for his finisher!!!
Adams: Spear coming up!!
Spears charges in on Rage and the champ sidesteps. Causing Spears to hit the ring post before Rage grabs him by the waist and pulls him back into the ring before delivering a big time Powerbomb. We can see him go for the cover as Raab tries to move but his issues causing him to move slow.
Patton: One!! Two!! Three!!!
After the three count we see Raab drop the elbow, but he is too late as Drew Patton calls for the bell and awards the win to the champion.
Justin: The winner of this match and STILL SCW superstar Internet champion!!! Rage!!!!
The scene opens backstage to find J2H, Melody and Simpson all standing together. Melody and James both have their belts draped over their shoulders while Simpson just stands a few steps away from them giving them privacy.
J2H: What do you mean Mel?
Melody looks at James and then down to the floor, her face said it all she was sad.
Melody: I just mean like maybe I'm not as good as I thought I was, that was close out there, really close I don't know how I've still got my Bombshell Internet Championship. I just don't...
J2H: Stop. You're being crazy; you're the best bombshell that Sin City Wrestling has, so stop doubting yourself babe. You won tonight, you should be happy, you arrived in style, kept your championship, you get to watch me beat the living shit out of Shipman and after we spend tonight in this boring ass country we get to go home and spend time together on our boat.
The Sin City Wrestling fans let out a loud boo from James' comments about their hometown; however the heat just brings a smile to J2H's face. While Melody just sighs.
Melody: Canada isn't boring James, we could spend the week here and still not see like one percent of the place.
J2H: I'd rather not, plus... we have a boat now so?
Melody just rolls her eyes.
Melody: I know babe and I'm excited to go out on the boat, I'm just, you know what it doesn't matter we can talk about it later. You have your big match to get ready for and I have to go shower. So I'll see you after okay?
Before Melody can even think she gives J2H a quick kiss on the lips before she rushes off down the back hallway, leaving James with Simpson. Simpson just quietly takes a few steps up beside J2H who is trying to work out what the hell just happened.
J2H: I don't get it Simpson, she's so sulky. I mean I just brought us a boat, we arrived in style, Mel can have whatever she wants and she just won her match... I have no idea what's wrong or what the hell I'm missing here?
Simpson just looks down at J2H with a stern look on his face.
Simpson: Perhaps you could offer her something a little more personal? Like something she actually wants?
J2H scrunches up his nose.
J2H: Like what? She already has the world at her feet.
Simpson: Well Sir she has been talking about getting a pu...
Before Simpson can continue James clicks on to what he is about to say.
J2H: Don't say another fucking letter, we aren't getting a fucking puppy or a kitten or any more animals. I can't believe you of all people would suggest that, whose side are you on? You do realise you would be the one looking after it right?
J2H was grilling Simpson who just had to stand there and take it until he finished.
Simpson: I had to try Sir, I don't like it when she gives us the sad eyes.
J2H goes to say something be instead he just looks at Simpson in disgust before storming off the scene.
The cameras come into focus and as they do we are treated to the sight of Teddy Warren-Steele standing in front of Pussy Willow. Behind him is his wife Kate and the fans in the background can be heard giving a mixed reaction. Teddy shrugs his shoulders as he begins to speak.
Teddy: Mixed reaction?! Oh come on I know I have done some messed up stuff during my time here. Like ruining Roxi's chances to win the Roulette Championship among other things but last week I would say I did an excellent job as a husband and as a manager. That plastic fake ass biatch had to use chloroform to beat my wife. Chloroform just picture that for a second. The most dominant Roulette champion of all time couldn't be held down or pinned. So let's just take this moment to honour her for what she did. You may not like her but you have to at least acknowledge her record setting reign.
Pussy: Well said Teddy and I do have to agree with you about Kate. Kate do you have anything to say?
Kate: Honestly it was an honour to be the Roulette Champion. It truly helped establish my identity as a wrestler and this year I was untouchable. The year started with losing to the likes of Alexis Edwards in an Internet Championship match where I had given everything and it led to me fighting for the Roulette title. For six months I was growing myself to be quite the wrestler and although I had allied myself with Veronica and Crystal. It still never really did anything for my career because I was a champion well before I even joined them. I broke my sister in law Cynthia's arm. I tormented Natalie Mckinley. I cheated Roxi Johnson out of a championship and to all of them I want to say sorry.
Kate takes a deep breath as she continues to speak.
Kate: Words can't fix things and I know this but my actions will. And I am going to work my hardest to gaining the trust of all of them back. Roxi I just want to say thank you. Thank you for helping me realize something about myself. It has always been the same old Kate Steele. I don't want yo be that anymore. I want stability and I want to keep on working towards showing the world that I am the most improving bombshell of the year. I am the woman to beat and I don't want anyone to think differently of that.
Pussy: It looks like you have a new outlook on things. So can you tell us what is next for the Siren?
Kate: I can tell you I won't be challenging for the Roulette title again not because I don't want it but I feel I wouldn't be able to recreate what I did so Veronica enjoy your reign for the short few weeks you have it because it won't be long until Roxi kills you. That's a promise. Seeing as I am denying a rematch that does leave the question of what's next? By every right I should have a chance at the Internet Championship. I will be looking at Vargas and Melody Grace closely however that will always be there. And I can wait on that what I want right now for the next Supercard is a chance to establish myself as the best against the woman who everyone looks up to as being the best. I guess what I am saying is that I want to step in the ring with the woman who is away on her honey moon.
The crowd is stunned as Kate smiles.
Kate: A woman who I idolize and the woman who is the reason that I was able to get a shot at the Roulette Championship in the first place. Cupids Arrow vs the Siren's Song. You can't make a claim about being a great submissionist without fighting the best of the best in Mikah. A woman who has made many of women tap out. Will you honour the request of one of your biggest supporters? Will you give the fans this dream match! Whenever you get around to it I will like an answer. No bullshit, no cheating, no antics just me and you one on one. Prep me for the next level. The ball is in your court as far as me. I have a daughter to tend to.
With that Kate walks away as Teddy smiles.
Teddy: Kate vs Mikah... Sounds like a dream match to me however after the next Supercard let's just say yours truly will be signing a contract to be a wrestler. Cheerd and this is the Warren clan signing out. THANK YOU CANADA!!!
Teddy smiles as Pussy stands there with a smirk on her face.
The footage opens up backstage to find Evie Baang after tonight's earlier attack on her from the Edwards' sisters. She can be seen rolling her head on her neck trying to work out the kinks that were now doubt forming from Alexis' vicious elbow shot. However she doesn't look like she is down and out as the cameras pick up that she is in fact walking down one of the back hallways, looking for someone.
Simone: This can't be good, Evie looks livid and she could only have one thing in mind.
Adams: NAUGHTY THOUGHTS?
Simone: I was going to say revenge Jason.
Adams: Oh. Oh yeah well that too.
As Evie rounds a corner she almost crashes into someone, she doesn't even look up to see who it is as she is just on the lookout for two women in particular. She goes to weave past the person but they step out in front of her and clear their throat.
Evie: For the love of God. Fuck...
Before she can finish she finally looks up to see who it is. It's none other than the friendly Ben Jordan who is smirking down at her.
Evie: Me.
Ben: And here I was starting to think you had given up on getting in me pants.
Evie holds back a chuckle but she remembers she is looking for someone so she goes to make her exit.
Evie: I'll never quit, you wouldn't and couldn't get that lucky... now I'd really love to trade blows with you but right now I have need for some other type of physical contact.
She goes to walk off but Ben just side steps her once again cutting her off, a loud sigh leaves her lips as she looks up at him her face flushed with anger.
Ben: Eves I don't...
Before Ben can continue her harsh Aussie accent cuts him off.
Evie: Let me guess you want to say "I told you so" about Alexis and want to say it's "not a good idea to go after her?"
Ben lets out a cheeky grin before he replies.
Ben: Now would I go and do something like that?
Evie: Oh than it must be the "You should have seen it coming" talk you're about to deliver?
Ben folds his arms across his chest letting Evie get her angry words out of her system while Evie rubs her hand on the back on her neck, trying the soothe the tension that was throbbing there.
Ben: Nooope, guess again.
The sincere playful look in Ben's eyes would normally be something Evie would mellow with but today she was too angry to play games.
Evie: What the fuck do you want then? Just let me pass and go do my thing and you do yours. Me getting revenge on Alexis won't affect you, so just stop being so fucking delightful to look at and move out of my way.
Ben once again holds back his big cheesy grin.
Ben: I have another idea, since you look like the Australian Rugby team right now, you know a little miserable, why don't we hit the pub? Plus Alexis has gone home for the night, she just left.
Evie: Really?
She looked at him confused, unsure on what he was after or if he was bullshitting her about Alexis leaving.
Ben: Really, so pub?
With a quick roll of her hazel eyes Evie just sighed.
Evie: Fine!
Ben: Nice one, now go put some pants on and meet me back here in five?
The cameras pan down to show that Evie was still in her leotard bodysuit ring gear that she was wearing earlier. Evie just looks up at Ben with a sly look on her face.
Evie: You're fucking kidding yourself. I'll see you back here in five tho, oh and the first round is on you.
Evie walks past Ben and gives him a pat on the back, causing Ben to wince and we fade.
The camera is ringside once again with Justin Decent center ring while Jasmine St. John stands in the far corner, waiting patiently.
Justin: The following contest is the Main Event of Climax Control! It is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Sin City Wrestling World Heavyweight Championship!
The lights go out as a group of people can be heard reciting biblical verses. 2 lines of people wearing white masks with different facial expressions crudely drawn on them line the entrance way. The lights than go out as "Straight out the Gate" by Tech N9ne begins blaring. A red light focuses on the entranceway as Shipman, dressed in a white preacher's robe, can be seen holding a bible wrapped in barbed wire above his head as he stands behind a podium.
Justin: Introducing first, the challenger! From West London, England, weighing two hundred and sixty five pounds ... The Original Psycho, the Reverend, Chris Shipman!
Shipman begins walking as the lights slowly turn back on. He blesses his flock as he slowly walks towards the ring. Once he enters he holds the bible up to the crowd as the music fades and the lights return to normal. Shipman turns and stares at Justin, slowly walking towards the announcer, backing him into the corner, prompting Jasmine to quickly intervene.
Simone: I don't think Shipman enjoyed being announced this time as 'the Original Psycho.'
Adams: Hey if the straight jacket fits...
Jasmine prompts Shipman to step away and to his corner as the introductions continue.
Justin: And his opponent...!
The lights in the arena drop out to pitch black, before gold and blue lights flash around the top of the entrance ramp as a heavy guitar rift. P.O.D's "Lights Out" plays and as the lyrics "It goes one for the money homie, two for the show. We tore the roof off this mother now it's time to blow." is sung, J2H confidently walks out on to the stage with Austin Parker.
Justin: Being Accompanied to the ring by Austin Parker. From Beverly Hills, California, weighing in at one hundred and seventy five pounds, he is the SCW World Heavyweight Champion, he is J2H!
Austin is wearing faded blue jeans, a plaid shirt, cowboy boots and hat, as he walks slightly in front of the shirtless J2H, wearing gold shorts, boots and kneepads with "J2H" written on the back of the shorts. The SCW World Heavyweight championship sits around his waist. J2H looks around the crowd before he walks towards the ring with, a confident look on his face. The lights brighten slightly as he gets closer to the ring, stepping up the steps and through the middle of the ropes and in to the ring. He moves towards the center of the ring, putting his arms to either side as gold pyros spit up from the turnbuckles. J2H look to the sky before looking down and round the fan, cockiness dripping from the young man. He turns to his opponent, looking him up and down before the match starts.
Simone: J2H has been an absolutely dominant champion, but I don't think he's stepped into the ring just yet with anyone quite like Chris Shipman.
Adams: Is anyone like Shipman? He makes his teammate Despayre look like a bloody Harvard professor when it comes to being normal.
Simone: And I doubt Shipman appreciated the champion's tweet that he had faced the best of the Sins, and now he was about to face the worst.
Adams: Ooo! Haunting words!
As Austin steps out of the ring, J2H hands the gold over to Jasmine who showcases it to Shipman who stares past it and towards the champion himself. Jasmine then holds the gold up high for all to see and appreciate before passing it out to Justin and she calls for the bell!
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
At the sound of the bell, J2H turns to the crowd briefly, setting himself open for Shipman to rush him from behind! Shipman grabs him roughly and spins him around but J2H is ready to pounce and he immediately unloads with a series of hard forearm shots to Shipman's head!
Simone: Shipman tried to get an early advantage over the champion but J2H was ready for him!
Adams: When you're trained by Austin Parker, you're going to be ready for almost anything!
Shipman shoves him off but J2H is right back on the attack, pouncing on the challenger, literally, and throwing repeated blows to the skull!
Adams: I don't think Shipman was ready for this! He wasn't ready for J2H to be taking the fight right to him!
Shipman wraps his beefy arms around J2H as the champion is throwing lefts and rights, and the challenger whips him off, throwing him back into the near corner, J2H's back and back of his head smacking the turnbuckles and causing him to stumble to one knee! Shipman brushes past the referee and grabs J2H and he throws clubbing overhead forearms into the back of J2H's head and shoulders, wearing him down! Jasmine is literally forced into inserting herself between the two men in order to pry them apart! Shipman glares at her as she reprimands him for his roughhouse, brawling tactics.
Adams: Not so sure getting in Shipman's face is the smartest thing the boss ref can do.
Shipman cups a hand on her shoulder and roughly pulls her aside and goes back on the attack, clubbing the standing J2H and knocking him back down before pressing a big boot into his throat, choking him out! Jasmine starts a count against him!
1...
Shipman breaks and backs away, hands up with a twisted smile on his face. Shipman moves in for the kill and grabs J2H but the champion grabs him around the leg and tries to take him off of his feet but the psychopathic powerhouse puts on the breaks and gouges the champion's eyes, halting the attempt!
2...
3...
4...
Simone: J2H is no stranger to bending the rules but he has more than met his match with this rampaging bull when it comes to brawling.
Shipman drags J2H up to his feet and fires him off into the ropes with an Irish whip, but whatever he has in mind is spoiled as J2H slides through his tree trunk legs and jumps back to his feet. Shipman quickly turns around, only to get the taste slapped right out of his mouth by the cocky champion!
Adams: Ooooo!
Shipman however actually smiles at this and J2H doubles him over with a boot to the midsection, then dashes into the ropes for an attack but Shipman catches him and throws him over with a spine buster! He immediately folds J2H in half with a jackknife pin!
1.....
Shipman pulls the stunned champion up to his feet and goes for another Irish whip but J2H manages to reverse it -- only to have Shipman pull him right into a short-arm clothesline, sending him head over heels in a tail spin!
2.....
J2H kicks out!
Simone: J2H already tried brawling with Shipman and we saw the end result of that! He can not attempt to match power with that lunatic!
With J2H laying prone on the mat, Shipman comes off the ropes and drops a guillotine leg drop across his throat. Shipman covers him again, hooking the leg.
1.....
Shipman stands up and slowly walks across J2H's body, then delivers a stomp to the side of his head. He reaches down for his opponent when J2H starts fighting back, throwing a fist into his stomach, then a roundhouse forearm to the side of his head! This knocks Shipman back a step and J2H delivers a hard kick to his leg, then another, and a third!
2.....
J2H gets his shoulder up again!
Simone: Smart move by the champion, trying to cut Shipman down like a tree.
Shipman then blocks another shot, and grabs J2H with both hands and delivers a sickening head butt right between the eyes! J2H staggers on his feet until he collapses on his back and rolls over, and ends up rolling right out of the ring and falling to the ringside floor!
Adams: pretty smart by the champ, getting out of there for a breather.
Simone: I'm not entirely certain whether that was intentional or not. That was one hard shot to the skull he just took from Shipman.
Shipman stalks back and forth like an animal after its prey, while J2H is shown on camera, laying on the ground and attempting to get it together...
Simone: Hey is J2H...?
Adams: He is! He's bleeding!
Simone: That head butt was so damn hard it busted the champion wide open!
Indeed a trail of crimson trickles from J2H's hairline and slides down his face as he fights to recover. Inside of the ring, Jasmine begins her count...
1...
Shipman breaks the count by ignoring the official and jumping through the ropes, going out after the champion. Shipman grabs J2H by the legs and performs a giant swing -- slamming him straight into the barricade! The crowd gasps in awe and shock at the impact! Shipman chuckles as he drags J2H over to the corner of the railing, propping him up into a seated position on a chair.
2...
3...
4...
5...
6...
Adams: Oh god! What is he up to now!?
Shipman backs up along the ringside area -- then gets a running start! He dives straight at the prone champion -- but J2H jumps out of the way and Shipman crashes into the chair with a spear and goes right THROUGH the barricade!
Simone: Good god! That impact broke the barricade! Shipman is laying in the crowd!
The fans are standing and cheering at this intense action as J2H stumbles to the ring and rolls inside, breaking the count against both men. But rather than wait, the champion climbs the corner facing where Shipman crashed despite Jasmine's protests!
Adams: Oh no, this isn't a good idea!
Simone: J2H needs to be careful! That blood is flowing pretty freely now and right into his eyes!
On the outside, Shipman slowly crawls from out of the wreckage and forces himself to his feet. he looks up -- just in time to see J2H launch himself into a moonsault -- CRASHING RIGHT INTO SHIPMAN AND WIPING HIM OUT!!!
Adams: I know it's Sunday but JESUS CHRIST!
Both champion and challenger are down and out on the outside of the ring as the crowd is on its collective feet, roaring in approval at the death defying maneuver!
Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!
Inside of the ring, the count again begins!
1...
J2H rolls off of Shipman and starts to get to his hands and knees.
6...
The champion brings the challenger up by force and rolls him back inside of the ring, following in right after.
2...
3...
4...
5...
7...
8...
Simone: Look at J2H, he is bloody! I don't think anyone has managed this against the young Superstar!
Shipman gets to his feet and the bloody champion dashes off of the ropes and strikes him with a clothesline, but Shipman only staggers back, not taken off of him feet! Shipman smiles and slaps his chest, daring J2H to bring him more! J2H grabs his arm and goes for an Irish whip into the corner but Shipman reverses it and sends J2H in instead! The champion jumps onto the middle turnbuckle and launches himself off, striking Shipman with a missile dropkick and Shipman staggers back several feet!
Adams: Again the challenger isn't taken down!
J2H wipes his eyes as best he can to free his vision from the blood, and he quickly goes up to the top corner and as Shipman turns around, the champion jumps and catches him with a flying Hurricanarana!
Simone: That did the trick!
J2H covers Shipman and hooks the near leg!
1.....
2.....
Shipman gets the shoulder up!
Adams: Close! So close!
J2H pulls him up and goes to send him into the ropes but Shipman reverses it! J2H leapfrogs over him and rebounds off the far side! Shipman turns around and J2H jumps onto him for another Hurricanarana but Shipman counters, driving him down with a sit-out powerbomb!
1.....
2.....
3 - NO! J2H kicks out!
Simone: The resiliency on the part of J2H!
Adams: Yeah but how long can he keep that up!?
Shipman glares at Jasmine and jumps to his feet, confrontational, but the referee holds up only two fingers. Shipman then drags J2H over to the ropes and shoves him halfway between the top and middle ropes. He pulls back on J2H's hair, bending him backwards in half and uses his free hand to gouge at the wound on the champion, worsening it! Shipman then starts BITING HIM!!!
Simone: That sick son of a... HE'S BITING HIM! He's actually biting that wound!
Adams: We all knew Shipman was a sick and twisted freak and this just proves it!
J2H is screaming at being bit and the blood now flowing, and Jasmine counts!
1...
She finally grabs Shipman by the arm and drags him off! Shipman spins around and raises a fist, ready to strike!
2...
3...
4...
Adams: Oh god Jasmine, be careful!
Incensed, Shipman opts to duck outside of the ring rather than continue his attack! He instead walks over and grabs his barbed wire wrapped baseball bat and holds it up high!
Simone: Oh GOD no!
Adams: He'll be disqualified!
Simone: I don't think he cares!
Shipman walks over to the point where J2H is hanging through the ropes and rears back to strike when the bat is pulled from his grasp from behind! Shipman spins around and finds himself staring down Austin Parker who throws the bat aside and out of Shipman's reach!
Simone: Thank god Austin had the presence of mind to separate Shipman from that bat or who knows what the hell Shipman would have done!?
Shipman storms over and gets in Austin's face but Parker does not back down! The crowd is cheering!
Adams: Austin Parker is not intimidated by Chris Shipman!
The two Alpha Males get nose to nose, threatening when Austin looks up and quickly dives aside -- as J2H leaps from the top turnbuckle and crashes straight into Shipman with a flying body press! The crowd is going absolutely WILD!
Fans: SCW! SCW! SCW!
Now fighting fire with fire, J2H grabs a power cable and wraps it around Shipman's throat and chokes him! Jasmine jumps from the ring to intervene and she has to grab J2H's hands finally and pry the cable from his grip! She orders him back inside of the ring and he obliges, bringing Shipman along for the ride! J2H scales the corner as Shipman lies on his back and he jumps off, landing across his sternum with a flying senton! J2H with the cover!
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J2H brings him up and goes to send him into the ropes but Shipman reverses for a short-arm clothesline! J2H ducks under this and jumps, striking him from behind with an Enzugari to the back of the head! Shipman staggers into the corner where J2H follows in with a leaping Stinger splash! J2H grabs him into a side headlock and goes for a running bulldog -- but Shipman puts on the brakes and counters with a belly to back -- but J2H lands on his feet behind him! J2H jumps -- REVERSE HURRICANRANA!
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3 - NO! Kick out by Shipman!
Adams: What a move by the champion!
J2H with the cover!
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3 - KICK OUT!
Simone: AGAIN with the near fall!
J2H stares at Jasmine but it was only a count of two! He gets to his feet, bringing Shipman along with him with Shipman knocks his arms away and grabs him by the throat with both hands! Shipman powers him off of his feet in the standing choke, but the champion fights fire with fire and gouges his eyes, forcing Shipman to drop him! J2H then jumps up, grabbing him in a front facelock and wrapping his legs around his waist!
Adams: Guillotine choke!
J2H hangs on tight, squeezing and depriving Shipman's brain from receiving any oxygen! The look on Shipman's face says it all as he reaches out toward the ropes but can not quite reach it! He slowly winks down to one knee as the champion holds on for all he's worth, his grip tightening!
Simone: I don't care how much bigger Shipman is! If J2H can cut off the blood flow, the man is going to go down!
Jasmine is checking, but Shipman won't give in! She raises his hand, and if it falls, the match is over! It doesn't fall! Shipman slowly forces himself back to a vertical base and reaches again, and stumbles over and he falls against the ropes, hooking them with his arm to force the break!
Simone: I believe that escape was pure desperation and luck! If Shipman hadn't fallen like that, I believe it would have been all over.
Shipman has to use the ropes to pull himself to his feet as the champion is back on the attack. J2H takes a swing but Shipman blocks it and grabs him in a bear hug -- throwing him over into a belly to belly!
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J2H gets the shoulder up!
Simone: So many near falls by BOTH men!
Shipman brings J2H up off of his feet and ducks behind him, throwing him over with a German suplex! Shipman drags him over into position by the arm and starts to go up top!
Adams: THAT guy is going up top!? WHAT FOR!?
Simone: Whatever the answer is, the champion is not going to like it!
Shipman sizes him up and leaps for a top rope frog splash -- when J2H brings his knees up and Shipman crashes on them gut-first!
Simone: And we may be unlucky enough to see what Shipman had at catering after that costly mistake!
Adams: Poodle With Noodle?
Simone: You sick son of a ...
Shipman is on his knees, grabbing his stomach and his face marred in agony from the error! J2H is back on his feet behind him as Shipman staggers to his feet... J2H jumps and...!
Adams: Solid Gold!
Shipman goes down and J2H makes the cover!
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Ding!
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3!
Ding!
Ding!
Justin: Here is your winner, and STILL World Heavyweight Champion -- J2H!!!
The champion is met with boos and jeers, albeit with a few scattered cheers thrown in but ALL the fans applaud the efforts of both men! Shipman rolls out of the ring to make his exit as Austin joins J2H inside of the ring, handing him the SCW championship belt and raising his arm!
Simone: He did it! Shipman bled him like a stuck pig but J2H rose to the occasion and he is still the World Heavyweight Champion!
Austin passes a towel to J2H and helps steady him as the champion wipes at his bloody features.
Adams: I think the champ is going to need a vacation after this one!
J2H then struggles over to the corner and mounts the middle turnbuckle, holding the gold up high for all as the credits slowly start to roll...
THANK YOU! to Chris, Mark, Annie, The Lord MK, Andy, Gerrit, Court, Marge, Shipman, Keira, Casey, Wong, Eyesnsane, Fizz, Mel, Mercedes. Also again to Annie for the match banners and to Christina Bentley for the video and to everyone who roleplayed for us this week!