The opening shot is inside of the famed Staggs Dungeon training academy in Las Vegas, Nevada. The set up has been changed only slightly as the ring is now surrounded by a ringside barricade and one row of seats, currently occupied by such Sin City underground dignitaries as Erik Staggs, SCU Underground Champion Mark Cross, Helluva Bottom Carter and Ariana Angelos, Mickey Carrol, Jamie Staggs, Valentina and several others, both SCU roster members and staff alike. They clap and stomp, providing enough noise that one might mistake them for being an audience that numbered the hundreds.
SCW ring announcer Justin Decent stands up from his place at ringside and brings the house microphone to his lips.
Justin: Hello, and welcome to Las Vegas, Nevada for Sin City Wrestling Climax Control! SCW would like to take this time to thank the Staggs family for opening up their training facility to Sin City Wrestling to continue entertaining the fans during this trying time the world is going through. Those in attendance clap their hands together, giving their mutual thanks as the Staggs Dungeon has been opened up to SCU as well. Justin: Now please welcome to the stage, SCW's own 'Hostess With the Mostess,' Amanda Hugginkiss! The fans cheer as Amanda merges from behind the curtains, clad in a shimmering rainbow gown with long sleeves and a blonde wig that cascades down past her shoulders. The music starts and Amanda begins her performance. Amanda: Queen, queen Body of a Goddess, face of Aphrodite Intergalactic, Earth to Pluto Queens, they're everywhere Queen of the north got one thing to say Intergalactic, Earth to Pluto Queens, they're everywhere I'm big Silk and I came to rock Miss Vanjie, Vanjie, Vanjie, bitch London, Paris, New York, disco Queens, they're everywhere I'm Yvie Oddly and oddly enough All right big girls, that do include you Queens, they're everywhere As the final note slowly fades, Amanda curtsies and blows kisses to the applauding audience before disappearing back behind the curtains. Simone: Hello everyone, and welcome to SCW Climax Control! The Queen had her reign... Adams: Now long live King Jack! Simone: Indeed, as tonight is the reign of the King For the Day, Jack Washington! We know he will be in action in tonight's main event, but whatever else he might have in store... Adams: Compared to Queen Crystal -- nothing. She scheduled matches ... interviews ... the whole lot! All King Jack seems to be concerned with is his title match against Ben Jordan. Simone: Which may benefit him as if he wants to dethrone the "Cockney King," he will need to be one hundred percent focused on the task at hand! But four Bombshells who also need to be focused are competing in the opening tag team match. Four women who have never teamed before as Candy teams with Keira Fisher-Johnson to go up against Mercedes Vargas and Jessie Salco! Adams: You know, if we still had Bombshell tag titles, this would be an interesting title match! I think King Jack wants to eliminate future competition for 'his' title because he put two top contenders, former champion Senor Vinnie and Kris Ryans who is guaranteed a shot anytime this calendar year, up against each other in the next match! Simone: Then a match that will have much ramifications in the mixed tag team contenders scene when the Barnharts go up against Sass and Bash. I imagine the champions, Wolfslair, will be paying close attention to this one. Adams: In a non-title match, the new Roulette Champion Seleana Zdunich is in a Triple Threat match, facing that spooky Maki and Amber Ryan! Sel better hope she wins this one or else we may find out who her future challenger will be! Simone: And in another non-title ... what is it with all these non-title matches!? Do Jack or Crystal not think anyone but those close to them deserve title opportunities??? Either way, the new Roulette Champion for the Superstars, Kedron Williams, goes one on one against the record setting former champion Griffin Hawkins! Adams: Annnnnd .... wait for it! The THIRD non-title match of the night....! Simone: **groans** Adams: And THIS one is a grudge match as Internet Champion Austin James mercer goes up against someone he's been in a Twitter war with; O'Malley! Now O'Malley tried to pressure the King to make this a title match and Austin even offered, but "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward said noooope! It wouldn't be right for this one to change to title match when the others don't! Simone: And he was quite right! Which brings us to tonight's Main Event! The moment Jack Washington won King For A Day, we all knew what he wanted because -- he told us! A championship match against Ben Jordan! Well tonight we find out whether or not this young wrestling prodigy is ready for the best and biggest prize this sport has to offer! All this and more on the King's edition of Climax Control! We go to Justin Decent as he stands in the middle of the ring. He places the microphone close to his face. Justin: Please welcome SIn City GM Brooke Saxon.
London, Paris, New York, disco
Uptown, downtown, Rio, Singapore
Don't you know, bitch, I'm from Chicago
Turn to the left, Miss Kilimanjaro
Queens, they're everywhere
(Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere)
Ooh, queens, they're everywhere
(Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere)
She's a new bitch, Miss Ass Almighty
Davenport diamonds just can't be stopped
She twerked her way straight to the top
I'm the Diahann Carroll of Ru's Dynasty
You'll get read so please don't try me
Yes, she's strikin' but don't you stare
Say "Hey Miss A'Keria" when you see her
Superstar boss all through the cosmos
Mashin' you like a Idaho potato
Whippin' you up like a space tornado
(Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere)
Ooh, queens, they're everywhere
(Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere)
Queens, they're everywhere
(Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere)
Where is the body?
Bitch, she's the body
Ooh, queens, they're everywhere
(Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere)
Yes, Miss Body
Miss A'Keria is the body
I never liked double dutch
I didn't come to play
I stomp the runway, hit the pose
Double ones across the floor
Let these other hoes know
That I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Bitch, I'm on point literally
Queens everywhere, jump to it pronto
House of Hytes, that's how you do it in Toronto
Superstar boss all through the cosmos
Mashin' you like a Idaho potato
Whippin' you up like a space tornado
(Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere)
Ooh, queens, they're everywhere
(Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere)
No doubt about it, the queen of the north is here
Queens, they're everywhere
(Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere)
Blame Canada bitches, eh?
Ooh, queens, they're everywhere
(Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere)
Do you validate parking?
My personality can not be topped
Ooh, this mug is on lock
Twirl, whip, drop it like it's hot
All the big queens that's doin' the do
Remember this track was made for you
Keep your head up and never snooze
You'll turn out like me and Ru
Drop down low to the floor and spin
Fish Latina, really nice to meet 'ya
'Cause I save the room, they give me 10s to see her
I whip my hair side to side
Category closed, bitch, I'm fly
Slip and slide, thigh highs
Gagagagagagaga, bye-bye
Uptown, downtown, Rio, Singapore
Don't you know, bitch, I'm from Chicago
Turn to the left, Miss Kilimanjaro
(Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere)
Ooh, queens, they're everywhere
(Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere)
Miss Vanjie
Queens, they're everywhere
(Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere)
Miss Vanjie
Ooh, queens, they're everywhere
(Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere)
Bitch, Miss Van-Van-Van-Van-Van-Van
My edges stay shredded but these tits are tough
When other girls fake, I just call out their bluff
So glue on those shoes and tighten them tucks
And I know I play rough but that's how I tumble
I bend over backwards whenever I fumble
I'm giving my all to shine like RuPaul
So pardon me bitches if I don't seem humble
Odd Bless
How are you?
Show us what you got baby
You ain't tired yet
Now twirl, twirl, twirl, twirl
Queens, they're everywhere
(Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere)
Mama, you want me to twirl?
Drag queens run the world
Ooh, queens, they're everywhere
(Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere)
(Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere)
All these quee- ooh, child, look who just walked through the do'
Ooh, queens (They're everywhere)
Well, you just never know
I ain't hear she- I ain't hear her coming
Another Way To Die by Alicia Keys starts to play. Brooke walks out as she smiles at the staff and wrestlers from all three brands. She gets to the ringside area and walks up the steps to get in the ring. Justin hands her the microphone before exiting the ring.
Brooke: Hello, thank you everyone for tuning in tonight on the SCWNetwork.
Brooke waits a second.
Brooke: You know, when this lockdown started everyone in the world was scared. No one knew what to expect. Most say, the normal as we knew will never be the norm again. They said, the lives of everyone worldwide will change. Well, they were right. Most sports around the globe came to a halt. Late night TV shows are no longer in studios but done at home.
Movie theaters shut down, grocery stores cutting down on hours. Dining in at restaurants came to a stop. Wrestling shows not allowing fans at the shows. The list goes on and on.
For the past three months, The owners of SCW, SCU, and GRIME as well as the GM and head of the medical teams for each company have sat down every Thursday trying to figure out the best course of action week in and week out.
We have taken everything into account on how we can move forward. Not for profit but to give you fans watching at home the best damn wrestling we can give, while maintaining the safest of all standards. We have done everything we could and will continue to do so.
As everyone knows, we have located all of the wrestlers, staff, and family into one hotel. The hotel staff of 250 employees have been split into two groups. Each group living and working on behalf of the hotel to make sure everything is needed to keep a safe place for everyone to live as best as they can. In a sense it has become our own little village.
They have done their part to make sure we can do ours in providing you fans two shows every Sunday. For months, they have worked around the clock. You fans watching at home have stood behind us during all this time.
While SCW has seen no ticket sales, you fans watching at home worldwide through the network have shown us just how much you care. The SCW shop has seen a jump by 38%. You fans have shown us that even when stuck out home, most are not able to go to work and have still found ways to support us at every turn.
It is now our job to do the same. As you all know August 2nd is Summer XXXTreme. You see, like they said, the norm will no longer be the norm. That said, SCW refuses to change what is the norm for you fans. SCW has decided it will keep its tradition.
Summer XXXTreme will take place on a vessel as we have every year. We understand that some will have questions on how that will be possible without the risk of lowering the safety measures we have been following.
Now rest assured, in the three months of talking things over, the owners, GM and medical team have come up with a plan, not just for Summer XXXTreme but for how we will conduct all future shows going forward after Summer XXXTreme.
Summer XXXTreme will not have any tickets for sale. The vessel will be at max capacity as this is the first time the show will have matches from three companies. The hotel staff that has been helping keep everything safe have been hired to run the day to day on the boat.
Along with the families of the superstars, the hotel staff of 250 will be rewarded with the front row seats of Summer XXXTreme. They have worked very hard and deserve not just one show, but two shows with SCU's Supernova also on the ship.
After we return both SCW and SCU/GRIME will take August 9 off, when we return for CC276, it will be the first show with wrestling fans coming to the shows live. We will also start to travel to the five places in Vegas we call home.
With the traveling, rules need to be implemented to assure the safety of everyone entering the arena. We don't just care about the safety of the superstars but of everyone in the world. Therefore the rules will be enforced to the highest degree. Those who wish not to comply will not be allowed in the arenas. Once in the arenas, any rules broken that can cause a breach in the safety of everyone in the building will result in a two year ban from any SCW and SCU/GRIME events, including any future meet and greets and fanfares.
As for the rules going forward, here are some of the rules, more to come as we deem necessary. The rules will now be displayed for everyone to see on the SCWTron.
The SCW Tron turns on
Effective August 1st 2020 until further notice.
How SCW and SCU/GRIME will go forward with all shows.
1- Each ticket purchased will come with a safety bag. (A safety Bag includes a company logo face Mask, one .5 oz bottle of hand sanitizer, and a pair of XL gloves. Masks must be worn in all areas of the building.
2- Tickets to all shows going forward will only be sold at the SCW shop and only available to the local residents in which the show is being held.
3- Tickets will be sold no earlier than 48 hours of the show. (For SCW, look at it as the promo deadline is when tickets go on sale for that show and SCU shows.)
4- Everyone entering the building will get screened to read their temperature.
5- All food sold going forward will be already wrapped. All drinks will now be sold only in cans or bottles. No fountain type drinks.
6- Food can only be consumed in the designated areas in which masks can be taken off temporarily. All merch bought at the event will be done by credit cards, the shops will no longer take cash.
The camera cut back to Brooke Saxon.
Brooke: I have taken enough time from tonight's show. That said, time to get it started.
A pop is heard from the crowd as Another Way To Die by Alicia Keys. Brooke exits the ring as we go backstage...
Scene opens with Ms. Rocky Mountains standing by Mercedes Vargas already suited up in her ring gear. The Grand Slam Champion and Hall of Famer is predictably not in a good mood.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Mercedes, moments away from your tag match with Jessie Salco against Candy and Keira Fisher-Johnson, did you expect you would be opening tonight's show?
Mercedes: No. But when you're the hardest working talent in Sin City Wrestling, it's no secret that the Queen and King for a Day both wanted me on their shows, so there's that. Facing Keira and Candy and having Jessie as my partner, this night couldn't get any better. Stupid question, Rocky.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Well, how about this one. Last week you accepted a match against Crystal to face her at Summer XXXtreme but you upped the ante by challenging her to a two-out-of-three falls match. Now we know the storied history between you and Crystal in SCW and, well, history has not been on your side. Why did you make this match? What are you trying to prove?
Mercedes: If there is something to prove, Rocky, that's a surprise to me because I have nothing to prove. Not to her, not to you, not to the fans, not to anyone in this company. This is what Crystal wanted, isn't it? Whatever she wants, she usually gets, and this is no different. Like she said, this match between us was a long time coming, and I couldn't agree more. We've known each other for 14 years, we've been in SCW for five of them. It just so happens that Summer XXXtreme is one day before her six-year anniversary here. She wanted a match with me, so I'm going to give her one. So in a little less than a month at Summer XXXtreme, I'm going to embarrass and humiliate Crystal Zdunich and beat the hypocrisy out of her body. And this rivalry is going to end the same way it started, with her crushed under my boot.
The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see Jessie Salco arriving backstage and it's easy to see that she has something on her mind as she is approached by Ms. Rocky Mountains.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Jessie, later tonight you are opening the show in a tag team match with Mercedes Vargas against Candy and Keira Fisher, have your thoughts on this match changed since Friday night?
Jessie: Nope, Jack Washington is still a selfish prick who I look forward to seeing Ben kick his ass, as for the tag match? Win or lose, teaming with Mercedes in the past led to a title reign and I have every confidence that that'll ring true again! Keira and Candy are just a means to that end.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: What about your comments about Seleana last.........
Jessie holds her hand up to tell Rocky to stop.
Jessie: That would be telling.
Jessie walks off without another word as the scene fades.
Justin:The following is a tag team match scheduled for one fall...Introducing first...
The lights dim as pink fog starts to take over the entrance ramp. "Pour Some Sugar On Me" by Def Leppard begins to play over the speakers as the lights brighten up. Pink pyro begins to cascade down from the tron as Candy comes bouncing out holding Fluffy. She skips her way down to the ring. Outside the ring, she hands Fluffy to stagehand before getting in the ring and bouncing around some more.
Justin: From Malibu California, Candy! And her partner, from Miami Florida, Keira Fisher.
"Like a Phoenix" begins to slowly play as the lights go out. Two lights from the stage is seen showing Keira's shadow, raising her arms. The lights come back on as Keira turns and walks down the ring. She slaps a few fans hands as she slides in. She raises her hand and shouts out, "Like a HERO, BABY!" as she waits for her opponent while talking strategy with Candy.
Adams: Keira Fisher teaming with Candy tonight. This is interesting as the two seem to be friends.
Simone: They are Jason and now we will see is Keira is able to keep Candy focused for a tag match. After all, Keira is a well known tag team wrestler with her wife Roxi Johnson.
Justin: And their opponents, introducing first,
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: Making her way to the ring from Buenos Aires, Argentina, weighing in at one hundred twenty five 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
Justin: And finally, her partner..
Simone: Mercedes Vargas teaming tonight with someone that she doesn't seem to respect much in Jessie Salco
Adams: Well these two need to work together tonight or they are going to lose.
The slow church bells of "Unsainted" by Slipknot are heard throughout the arena before the choir starts singing the words, when Corey Taylor joins in and the drumming picks up the the lights flashing across the arena.
Justin: Introducing, from Miami, Florida, "The Heavy Metal Angel" Jessie Salco!
As the song kicks into high gear with Corey's scream Jessie emerges from the back headbanging along to the song before finishing with the christ pose at the top of the ramp and making her way down to the ring, she slides into the ring and perches herself on the middle turnbuckle waiting for the match to begin.
Simone: Introductions made and match is ready to start Jason, all we need is for Drew to signal for the bell.
Adams: Which is what he is doing right now.
DING DING DING!
Jessie motions for Mercedes to join her in the corner as Candy tells Keira that she wants to start the match. Keira looks across the ring where she sees Jessie push Mercedes out of the ring and nods slowly. Getting out of the ring, Keira picks up the tag rope as Candy bounces towards Jessie who advances on the bombshell. Candy holds out a hand with a smile that Jessie just glares at before sending Candy spinning towards the ropes with a hard slap across her face. Candy's hand goes to her face in pain then she looks at Jessie with an angry look on her face. Jessie motions for Candy to bring it and the two lock up in the middle of the ring with a collar and elbow that Jessie tries to leverage to push Candy into the corner. Candy is able to spin at the last second and it is Jessie that lands in the corner. Jessie's arms go up as Candy pushes herself back away from Jessie who is arguing with Drew. Candy surprises her with a monkey flip to the middle of the ring. Getting to her feet, Candy bounces along the ropes as Jessie grabs her lower back and moves towards the corner where Mercedes is. Vargas reaches over the ropes to tag herself in which makes Jessie glare. Patton forces Jessie to the outside as Mercedes moves into the ring to lock up with Candy who greets her with an extended handshake. Mercedes shakes her head and then takes Candy off her feet with a handful of hair into a mat slam.
Adams: Candy is trying to be friendly and Jessie and Mercedes are having none of it.
Candy grabs at her head in pain as she kicks the mat. Mercedes comes behind her and grabbing more hair, pulls her up only to stomp her face into the mat which has Drew admonishing Mercedes who just waves him away as Candy rolls to the ropes. Mercedes gets away from Patton and moves towards Candy again who has turned and kicked Mercedes in the midsection then takes her over with a float over suplex that has Vargas arching in pain. Candy gets to her feet slowly and moves to use an enziguri on a rising Mercedes sending her into the ropes. Moving towards Keira, Candy is holding her neck as she tags in Keira. Fisher slides through the ropes and then moves towards Mercedes who quickly turns and uses a spinning roundhouse kick to take her off feet. Mercedes reaches down and grabs the arm of Keira and uses a somersault arm drag that has Keira calling out. Candy reaches out for a tag but Mercedes is able to keep Keira just out of reach. Keira reaches out as Mercedes taunts Candy with the hand of Keira who manages to fight back enough to get her arm around Mercedes to send her into the ropes only to rebound into a dropkick from Fisher. Keira uses the space to roll to the ropes and tags in Candy who slides between the ropes and rushes towards the downed Mercedes with a pin attempt but Vargas is still too fresh and easily kicks out at one.
Simone: Mercedes Vargas tagged herself in and made some big moves in the ring. But Keira and Candy have a no quit attitude tonight.
Mercedes gets to her feet and then angrily moves to her corner where Jessie is mouthing off about the pin. Vargas just growls at Jessie who reaches out and tags herself into the match to the surprise of Mercedes. Jessie slides between the ropes and into the face of Vargas who is jawing at Jessie. Drew moves to the corner to tell Mercedes to get to the outside. She finally leaves the ring as Jessie turns to face Candy once more. The pair lock up and this time Jessie whips Candy into the ropes to take her down with a dropkick that sends Candy to the mat and skidding to the outside. Jessie looks at the downed Candy who is slowly working her way up on the barricade. Jessie rushes off the opposite ropes and charging across the ring, launches herself between the ropes with a suicide dive that takes both bombshells out. Drew moves to the ropes as he begins his count. Mercedes and Keira both leave their corners as they check on their partners. Mercedes backs away from Jessie as Keira helps Candy to her feet and then the pair rolls Jessie into the ring. Candy staggers to the ring steps as Keira moves to the corner for a tag. Jessie sees Candy roll into the ring and then crawls quickly to tag in Mercedes.
Adams: Jessie Salco sees the writing on the wall and now she is sacrificing Mercedes.
Simone: Either that or she knows that Mercedes is the fresher of the two.
Mercedes slides into the ring and she and Keira meet in the middle of the ring where they can be seen jawing at each other before beginning to trade punches in the middle of the ring. Keira manages to gain the advantage as Mercedes begins to protect her head and body from the rights and lefts of Fisher. Finally, Mercedes is laying on the ropes as Keira moves back slightly as if to offer an escape for Mercedes. Vargas moves off the ropes and moves towards her corner. Keira is quicker and hits a springboard clothesline that takes Mercedes to the mat. Vargas is able to roll to the outside and then leans against the apron. Keira moves towards her and is surprised when Vargas grabs her ankles and drags her off her feet. Dragging Keira to the corner, Mercedes drapes her legs on either side of the ringpost and then violently wraps her leg around the unforgiving steel that has Keira scream out in pain. Vargas smirks as she rolls into the ring and then drags Keira up to her feet and whips her across the ring into the ropes. Fisher is able to catch herself and stops as Mercedes backs towards the ropes to charge across the ring but she is too close to her corner and once more Jessie Salco tags herself into the match.
Simone: Jessie tags herself in. I think she smells Keira's blood in the water after Mercedes has softened her up.
Before Salco can reach Keira, Candy gets tagged in. Before she can mount an attack, Jessie is quick enough to catch her coming between the ropes and drops her with a DDT on the mat with her legs still on the middle rope. Rolling Candy over, Jessie manages to get a pin but the foot of Candy is on the rope and Drew motions towards it as he tells Jessie to let the pin go. Jessie picks up Candy and slams her to the mat. Mounting the corner, Jessie hits the Wall of Death four fifty splash and rolls Candy up for the pin but Keira dives through the ropes to break the pin. Jessie gets to her feet and into the face of Drew as Keira pulls Candy towards their corner. As Jessie turns around, Keira gets the tag and leaps on the ropes to hit a crossbody on Jessie. Rolling through it, Keira turns and motions for Jessie to get up. As Salco makes it to her feet, Keira hits the Seven Sins that drops Jessie like a stone. Dropping, Keira catches the leg and rolls Salco up.
Simone: Keira made the save and now we have her pinning Jessie after the Seven Sins.
ONE!
Adams: Jessie isn't moving and it looks like Mercedes is being blocked from making the save.
TWO!
Simone: Wait, Jessie is moving but I think it is a little too late.
THREE!
Adams: Keira Fisher Johnson has beaten Jessie Salco to win the match for her team.
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winners of the match, Candy and Keira Fisher-Johnson
Keira rises off Salco and is met by Candy in an excited hug as Mercedes leaves the ringside area in disgust as Jessie slowly sits up.
Adams: Candy and Keira made quite the team and were able to defeat Jessie and Mercedes.
Simone: But from the looks of it, Mercedes and Jessie weren't on the same page and that is what lost it for them.
Jessie rolls out of the ring and heads up the ramp angrily as Keira and Candy celebrate in the ring.
08/02/2020
WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
BEN JORDAN OR JACK WASHINGTON (c) vs GRIFFIN HAWKINS
As the cameras cut to the backstage area, fans are treated to generic yet familiar music. Instead of any of the SCW interviewers standing by in front of the camera, the lens is focused on a table displaying the Black Sheep logo. On top of the table are two microphones, and suddenly the music starts to make sense as the camera pans out from the table to show the fake shrubbery and turquoise and orange theme from the Kris and Mikah Show. Behind the table are two empty chairs, with neither of the hosts yet present. However, the fans are treated to a rare appearance from the duo's former producer Kevin, way overdressed for the occasion in a tuxedo.
Kevin: Ladies and Gentlemen and fans of all ages, welcome to the Rebooted Kris and Mikah show! Here are your hosts, Mikah and Kristopher Ryans!
Mikah moves onto the screen from the left side of the table. She is sporting a pair of super short jean shorts and her Mark Ward's favorite Bombshell tee that was cut into a crop top. Her platinum blonde locks are piled on top of her head in a messy bun. She is followed by Kris, already wearing his ring gear for his upcoming match, but has brought back the original orange Kris and Mikah Show shirt just to rub it in Mikah's face.
Mikah: Kevin, for the last time, and it has been years now... it's The Mikah and Kris Show..
Kevin doesn't say anything as she finds her seat and crosses one leg over the other then looks over to Kris, a small smile on her face. It takes The Miracle a few moments to get settled, used to having a much larger stage to work with and a crowd to play off of. This was hardly the same scale in which they had done the show in the past.
Kris: Pretty sure that he has had it right the whole time, but that is not what we are here to talk about.
She shrugs her shoulders at him.
Mikah: It's not important to you. But it's okay for you to be wrong. You are most of the time.
She winks at him and pats his upper arm. Kris could have wasted time indulging her, but the two of them had more important things to get to, and not the amount of time they were usually granted to get through it.
Kris: Now usuall---
Mikah clears her throat to cut Kris off before looking to the empty space behind their table. She points at it while shaking her head.
Mikah: Isn't Kevin forgetting the thing....
As if on cue, the flatscreen that the two of them never actually used lowers itself into the frame. As a clear indication of why Mikah had thought of it, the logo displayed on the screen is of the Mikah and Kris show. A smug look of satisfaction crosses her face and she winks at Kris.
Mikah: Okay. So you were saying?
Kris rolls his eyes, determined to not let them get bogged down in squabbles.
Kris: Before I was so rudely interrupted... Usually we have a lot more time to put on a show, but we figured that this was the best way to get everyone's attention. Well, not everyone. Not exactly.
She smirks a little bit before shaking her head just a little bit.
Mikah: Everybody else isn't as important anyways. Moving on to what we are supposed to be talking about.
She clears her throat and glances at the flat screen. An image of London Underground shows up on the screen.
Mikah: Let's start with these ones, first.
Her eyes flicker to the screen for a moment before focusing on the camera in front of them.
Mikah: They're probably the most prominent team with the most decorated record together in SCW today.
She pauses for a moment.
Mikah: However, by themselves are they really that good? Kristopher and I have each dominated each of our divisions. And as a team? There's really not many that could compete against us.
Kris shrugs.
Kris: Everyone that has tried to take us on as a team has come up short. Pretty much everyone that tried to do it in the singles divisions ended up helping us build Hall of Fame careers. I mean, the only team that I might be worried about isn't even actually on the roster.
He looks over at Mikah, but it does not look like she is following him.
Kris: Ben and Evie.
Miakh nods her head.
Mikah: They've got bigger and better things to worry about. But you're right there. They'd be the ones to give us a run for our money.
She smirks.
Mikah: Plus, they'd be better allies than adversaries.
Kris: That wouldn't be such a bad idea actually.
Kris appears to dwell on the idea for just a moment, but the screen behind them switches to the most recent victims of the mixed tag team champions, The Trenton Tigers.
Kris: Speaking of bad ideas....
He shakes his head as the screen flips a few times between different clips of the Tigers getting beaten by Wolfslair.
Kris: Who decided to give these hacks a tag title match? Are we in the business of trying to pad the champions' stats now? Are we trying to just hand them records? I thought that we were supposed to be giving the people watching at home and buying the merch something exciting. There are four of them, and they still can't get anything done.
Mikah shakes her head.
Mikah: They're really not worth the time you spent talking about them. They should owe you money or something. Next!
She looks back at the screen and an image of Team Eggplant on the screen.
Mikah: Now these two should be something. But have they actually done anything noteworthy?
She presses her lips together before shrugging her shoulders at the thought.
Mikah: If they have, it clearly wasn't remarkable. Or worth remembering. Maybe they should try harder.
Kris: If they need pointers, they can ask Sass and Bash because they are apparently the only ones in this division worthy of getting a championship match.
The screen behind them shows Malachi and Bella Madison.
Kris: I don't know a lot about them because the only garner attention when they are whining. First it was the Tigers using the freebird rule. Then it was the Tigers getting a shot before them. Now it is me and Mikah joining the division. They need to change their name to Bitch and Moan.
She smirks to herself before looking at the screen.
Mikah: They're not really remarkable either. But to be fair, none of them really are now that we have come on the scene. It is going to be so easy to take the division and own it. Nobody really knows what's coming. And whoever Sass and Bash thinks they are? They're nothing. Nobody is going to be able to compare to Kristopher and myself.
She pauses a smirk reaching her eyes.
Mikah: By the way, we're coming to fuck your shit up and take the titles the first chance we get. There will be no bullshitting when we take the titles and control the division. So, whatever you have planned is going to be put on hold.
She gives the camera a look.
Mikah: Anyways. That's all we have to say. So if you don't like it, we don't care.
Kris seems to agree with her as she gets up and walks away. He gives the camera a smile.
Kris: Thanks for watching the Kris and Mikah show.
He winks at the camera before getting up and walking off as well.
We are backstage where Keira is shown heading towards her locker room, a satisfied look on her face until she turns the corner. She comes face to face with Amber Ryan. The two look at each other for only a moment.
Amber: Not bad out there. Not bad at all.
Amber gives Keira a slight smirk and walks away, continuing down the hallway Keira was before Keira can say anything. Keira just looks confused, unsure of what Amber's true intentions were. She watches where Amber last week, before continuing herself back towards the locker room.
Senor Vinnie can be seen backstage with Pete, talking about something when Vinnie notices the camera crew and grins.
Senor Vinnie: Hola Amigo's!! Are you ready to witness a barnburner of a match?? Two former champions face off for the very first time??? Oh and the future SCW Internet champion as I am clearly the superior athlete to Austin James Mercer. Setting us up for another encounter at Summer XXXTreme. But that's beyond the point, tonight is all about yours truly
He grins
Senor Vinnie: You ask yourself why Vinnie? Well of course I have momentum on my side, I have men hating me and a former champion respecting me. I have someone in the main even that I have beaten last week. Setting myself up for a possible nerve wrecking situation that I could be Vinnie two belts real soon if the amigo manages to beat Ben Jordan.
As if!!!!
Vinnie laughs out loud before turning his attention to a serious look
Senor Vinnie: But tonight, let us be the main talking point of the night Kris... let us be the headliner that this show deserves.
With that Vinnie walks off
The camera view moves to the announce table where Belinda and Jason are sitting.
Simone: Our next match tonight is one hell of a match between two former champions. Let's go to Justin for the introductions.
The camera view takes in Justin Decent in the ring with a microphone.
Justin:The following match is scheduled for one fall ...Introducing first...
The crowd is in anticipation of the arrival of the next wrestler as the lights go out and a huge cactus emerges upon the Titan Tron. We hear Epic from Metalachi hit the sound system as a big figure emerges in the dark, he slowly turns around as he stares at the Titan Tron where a large picture of Pete the Cactus emerges. His eyes are fixed on it before turning around and enters the ring.
Justin: Coming down the aisle, standing in at six foot eight and weighing in at two hundred eighty pounds!! Hailing from Tijuana, Mexico!! Senor Vinnie!!!!
The spotlight shines upon the man as he looks up towards the ring, mumbling something while walking towards the ring. There he crawls over towards the center of the ring and stares at the fans at the front row seats. He then slowly walks towards the neutral corner and sits down and ignores the music of the next entrant.
Simone: Senor Vinnie looks focused for sure but I wonder what he must be thinking with Austin Mercer out here.
Adams: He better not look past his opponent tonight. Kris Ryans will definitely make him pay if he does.
The lights shut off and the screen at the top of the ramp dies out, leaving the entire arena pitch black. Knowing what is coming the fans roar to life just as the PA blasts out the opening lyrics to the theme in the most booming fashion.
"THERE IS NO ONE LIKE ME!"
Two spotlights shine down on the stage as Chiddy Bang's "Mind Your Manners" plays through the PA system. Standing in the middle of the stage where the lights intersect is Kristopher Ryans.
Justin: And his opponent...From Jet City, he is a Grand Slam Champion!!!! KRISTOPHER RYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYANS!
The fans erupt with applause as he makes his way down the ramp. The white club symbol finally appears behind him on the screen as he makes his descent, reaching out to the fans along the ramp and allowing them to reach out to him. As he gets down to the bottom of the ramp, the camera passes him, circling around his side to see the orange letters on his white shorts reading "MIRACLE" down his right leg. We get behind him as he ascends the stairs, seeing that the back of his jacket displays the KR logo in the same shade of orange. He walks one side of the ring before stepping between the ropes.
Adams: Jacob Summers is going to have his hands full with these two.
Simone: He is motioning for both of them to come to the middle of the ring.
Summers is seen talking to Kris and Vinnie who are only looking at each other, the only recognition to the instructions are slow nods. Finishing, Summers motions to the timekeeper from between the two wrestlers.
Simone: There is the bell and this match is underway.
DING DING DING!
Kris and Vinnie move closer as the bell sounds. Vinnie smirks down at Kris who only smiles back then watches as Vinnie begins to circle. The pair lock up in a collar and elbow tie up that Vinnie leverages into a side headlock. Kris is quick to push him into the ropes and is knocked to the mat as Vinnie rebounds towards him with a shoulder block. Looking down at the fallen Kris, Vinnie charges across to the opposite ropes and rebounds. Kris is quick to throw himself to the mat forcing the Mexican to leap over him on the way to the ropes where he rebounds only to be caught by Ryans with an arm drag that takes him to the mat. Kris follows the arm drag with a leg drop on the held arm. Vinnie pulls the arm against his chest quickly as Ryans rolls to his feet. Vinnie rolls to the side where he slips under the ropes and leans against the ring. Kris gets to the ropes and reaches over to grab Vinnie by the hair to pull him upward. Vinnie catches at the hand and then viciously pulls downwards on the arm to hang it over the top rope violently that has Kris cry out in pain as he stumbles across the ring, trying to shake the pain in his arm away as Vinnie crawls under the ropes and stands to move across the ring. Grabbing the arm of Ryans, Vinnie irish whips him into the ropes and then takes him down with a clothesline.
Adams: Oh my god, this match is a definite back and forth. Both men are giving it a strong effort in the opening of the match. Even though Kris is giving up a hundred pounds to Vinnie.
Kris rolls quickly to the outside as Vinnie moves towards him. Vinnie smiles as he waves his finger at Kris who is leaning against the barricade watching him. Vinnie drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring as Jacob Summers leans over the top rope and tells the two men to get into the ring before beginning his ten count. Kris moves around the ring as Vinnie stalks towards him. Suddenly the Mexican stops and turns to see Austin Mercer at the barricade watching him intently. The two men stare as Summers counts. Ryans rolls into the ring and breaks the count before he climbs on the ropes as Vinnie backs to the ring and rolls inside of it. Getting to his feet, Vinnie is surprised by Ryans who comes off the top rope with a diving front dropkick that sends him to the mat. Kris quickly crawls over to Vinnie and rolls him up only getting a one count as Vinnie presses the smaller man off his shoulders. Kris rolls to his feet as does Vinnie who charges across the ring to take Ryans off his feet with a clothesline. Ryans tries to roll away but Vinnie catches him quickly and putting the arms of Ryans over his knees, he locks in his mariachi recliner on Kris who is arched in pain. Summers is there to see if Kris submits and is able to see that his foot kicks out enough to be under the ropes forcing the break.
Simone: Lucky for Kris Ryans that Vinnie locked on his mariachi recliner so close to the ropes. I hesitate to think what might have happened if it was in the middle of the ring.
Vinnie refuses to release the hold on Ryans who is screaming for Jacob to make him release the hold. Finally at four, Vinnie drops Ryans on the mat as he gets to a vertical base and then moves towards the corner where Cactus Pete is sitting. Jacob checks on Kris who is holding his back with one hand as he fights to his feet by pulling himself up on the ropes with the other. Vinnie turns as if warned by Pete that Kris is getting to his feet. Moving across the ring, Vinnie reaches out for Kris who desperately hits a springboard left forearm that barely rocks Vinnie back. Laughing at Ryans, Vinnie motions for him to do that again. Ryans rushes towards the ropes and this time, tries to hit a springboard tornado ddt that Vinnie catches. Shaking Kris slightly to dislodge his arm, Vinnie sends him over his head with a snap suplex that lays out Kris who rolls over to his stomach clutching at his lower back as Vinnie gets to his feet. He can see Austin through the ropes watching him intently, a slight smirk on his face. Getting to his feet, Vinnie moves to pulls Kris upwards and then drags him to the ropes opposite Mercer then begins to uses headbutts on Ryans which are very effective as Kris slumps slightly. Vinnie uses a final headbutt that sends Kris into the corner where he sags against the ropes.
Adams: Vinnie seems to want to send a message to Austin Mercer.
Simone: Maybe the messages are mutual because if Vinnie isn't careful, Mercer is going to cost him the match.
Vinnie moves towards the corner where Ryans is. He is taken by surprise as Kris uses a European uppercut to rock his head backwards. With the separation, Kris quickly pulls himself up on the turnbuckles then leaps of the top with a diving hurricanrana that takes Vinnie to the mat. Kris rolls through the throw and gets to his feet to rush the ropes near Vinnie. Leaping over the slowly rising Mexican, Kris hits the ropes and catches Vinnie with a springboard tornado DDT that drives the head of Vinnie into the canvas laying him out. Kris rolls over to pull the leg of Vinnie up as he pins his shoulder to the mat. The Mexican reaches out and catches the bottom rope to break the count as Kris realizes he has his count stopped. Slamming his hands on the canvas, he sits back on his heels as Vinnie pulls himself to the outside. Getting to his feet, Kris moves towards the ropes where he looks down at Vinnie. Pulling on the ropes, he makes like he is going to launch himself over the ropes which has Vinnie lunging to avoid the move but Kris lands on the apron. Vinnie stands with a smirk on his face for Mercer who only smiles back and points as Kris comes off the apron with a diving hurricanrana that sends Vinnie to the mats on the floor.
Simone: Vinnie is letting Mercer get to him. This is the second time that his advantage was negated by the fact he was showing off for Mercer.
Kris reaches down to pull Vinnie to his feet before using a shoulder tackle to drive the back of Vinnie into the ring apron causing him to cry out in pain. Kris leverages him into the ring as Summers is counting. Rolling under the bottom rope, Kris watches as Vinnie staggers to his feet. Ryans attempts a judo hip toss but Vinnie is able to reverse it into a german suplex that lands Ryans on his head. Not letting go, Vinnie hits a second then third german before releasing Kris who clutches his head and then rolls to the apron. Vinnie gets to his feet and moves to the side of the ring where Austin Mercer is standing, his hands clutching the barricade as the two glares at each other. Finally, Vinnie smirks and then turns to face Kris Ryans who takes him out with his Godspeed kick. Vinnie is downed as Kris throws himself on the Mexican and rolls him up.
Adams: Kris Ryans hits the Godspeed...this match could be over!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match, Kris Ryans!
Kris throws the leg of Vinnie down and gets to his feet to stagger back slightly holding his neck as Summers holds up his arm in victory.
Adams: Kris Ryans wins against Senor Vinnie but I have to think that Austin Mercer gets the assist tonight.
Kris leaves the ring and heads to the entrance as Vinnie sits up and glares as Austin Mercer smirks and backs away from the barricade. Vinnie angrily rolls out of the ring and heads towards the barricade as security moves to stop him going after Mercer.
08/02/2020
SINGLES MATCH - BEST TWO OUT OF THREE FALLS
MERCEDES VARGAS vs CRYSTAL HILTON
As the crowd settled in to await the next bout of action in the ring, they were greeted with the sounds of "You Ain't Ready" by Skillet suddenly blasting out from the speakers. They started to chant and cheer as Lachlan Kane took to the stage, looking out at his coworkers with a bit of a grin as he stood at the top of the ramp for a moment. He was not dressed to compete, as he was not scheduled for a match this week. Rather, he was in a casual outfit of dark jeans, a plain black T-shirt, black Vans sneakers and his leather jacket. He started making his way down to the ring, high-fiving and fist bumping everyone along the way before he jumped up onto the apron and stepped through the ropes. He walked over to the side where Justin Decent handed him a microphone, and he paced the ring a few moments while he waited for his music to fade out.
Lachlan Kane: Now, I know there's been a lot of talk about my last match, and how it ended. Let's have a little refresher.
He gestured up to the screen, and a video cued up showing the last few minutes of Lach's last match against Kedron Williams...
Lachlan goes for a shotgun dropkick and again Kedron moves, Lachlan hits the mat hard and Jacon checks on him
Simone: Lachlan could have just broken his neck!
Adams: It's called high risk Belinda!
Kedron smirks and looks as if he's about to finish Lachlan off, but suddenly he winces in pain, Sierra Williams is kneeling on the apron, after low blowing Kedron, she slides down to the ringside area, Kedron is in tremendous pain, Sierra turns and gets tackled by Rinoa!. Kedron is breathing heavily, Lachlan is up and he pulls Kedron into the Dying breed! Kedron is out and Lachlan goes for the pin, meanwhile the official is pulling Sierra and Rinoa apart!
Simone: Whoa what the hell?
Adams: I don't think the referee or Lachlan saw what Sierra did! But Rinoa saw it
Simone: Wow..what a bitch!
Security assists in separating the women as the official turns and sees Lachlan covering the Roulette Champion! Jacob slides inside and counts!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING! DING! DING!
Justin: Here is your winner -- Lachlan Kane!
Simone: Lachlan Kane with a non-title win over the Roulette Champion!
Adams: Thanks to his wife!
As the video ended, the cameras focused back on Lachan in the ring, his free hand on his hip and shaking his head ruefully. He looked back up and raised the microphone.
Lachlan Kane: Kedron, I know you probably don't believe me, but I honestly had no idea that Sierra was going to do that. It's not how I wanted to win. I wanted to prove that I belong in the title picture.
He paused a moment, his face taking on a somewhat sinister look as he stared down the camera lens.
Lachlan Kane: But then, I heard what you said last week. What you called Sierra. And while I may not be entirely happy with what she did...she is still my wife. And if you want to insult her, and threaten her...then you and I are going to have bigger problems. Your little parlor tricks and voodoo dolls don't scare me. They don't intimidate me. And they sure as hell won't stop me from caving your skull in a second time.
For a brief moment, it looked like Lachlan's clear blue eyes flashed a deep, dark red colour as he stared down the camera lens, but it quickly disappeared as he dropped the microphone and exited the ring as his theme music started up again.
Backstage, O'Malley and Darcy are seen in O'Malley's dressing room. He's seated in a chair, finishing lacing up his boots as he prepares for his match against Austin James Mercer later tonight. The two of them are awkwardly silent as Darcy leans against the wall, watching him with her arms folded. He finishes tying his right boot then looks up at her, confused at her expression.
O'Malley: What? What's wrong now.
Darcy shrugs and shakes her head.
Darcy: Nothing. Everything is fine.
O'Malley laughs.
O'Malley: That was really convincing, love. Please don't tell me we're gonna fight again. I thought things have been fine all week.
Darcy: Yeah, I thought so, too. But, you've been training all week while I've been cooped up in the hotel doing nothing. It's like you're avoiding me.
O'Malley: Why the hell would I be avoidin' ye? Ye didn't put up any arguments all week, so why now? I've been tryna focus on this match against Mercer all week.
Darcy shrugs. It seems like she has more on her mind than she is admitting, and O'Malley knows it. O'Malley stands up and walks closer to her.
O'Malley: C'mon, love. I can't keep doin' the back and forth stuff with ye lately. I'm tired of fightin' with ye. Aren't ye tired, too?
Darcy nods.
Darcy: Of course I'm tired, O'Malley. I'm tired of feeling like deep down, you don't want to have a family with me. And that's why you've been avoiding me. It's like--
O'Malley: Stop, love. Just...stop. It ain't that I don't want to have a family with ye. It's that now...it just ain't a good time. I've been tryna focus on Mercer and everything in SCU and SCW, but...I've also been focusin' on figurin' out how to make things right with Owen. Because Owen will be a part of that family when we have one.
Darcy frowns.
Darcy: So then this week, go and get your son. Bring him home. Make your life complete so we can make ours complete.
O'Malley: It ain't that simple, love. I just abandoned him at his grandparents. They ain't gonna just let me take him back. And besides, whether you agree or not, with as busy as I am with me wrestling? It wouldn't be a good time for us to go havin' a baby.
Darcy is not at all pleased, though she understands what he is saying.
Darcy: Maybe...maybe you should slow things down here then? I mean, things clearly aren't going as we had planned. SCU is working out fine. But SCW? It's like you're constantly being set up to fail! They're protecting others, and shooting you down every chance they get!
O'Malley: I'm not givin' up, Darcy. I'm doin' what I need to do, no matter what it takes. I knew it wouldn't be easy being contracted to both brands, but I don't want it to be easy. Understand?
Darcy thinks for a moment before she gives in a nods. O'Malley caresses her cheek then leans down for a loving kiss.
Darcy: I'm sorry, my love. I'm trying my best here.
O'Malley: I know, love. Ye just...ye gotta trust me, alright?
Darcy: I'll always trust you.
O'Malley pulls her in for a tight embrace, and she can't see the look on his face. He wasn't being completely honest about something, but he had to forget about that. He has to focus on his match later tonight and building his career within SCU and SCW. Darcy backs away a moment later and takes in a deep breath.
Darcy: I'll be back in a few minutes. I'm going to get something to drink from the refreshment area.
O'Malley: I'll go with ye. I could use a bottle of water, and just in case that Victoria woman is lurking around, it's best if--
Darcy: Don't even go there! I don't need your protection from that woman, and I'm NOT afraid of her.
O'Malley chuckles as Darcy turns and walks out of the dressing room. He scratches his head and just follows behind her as the scene fades away.
Scene opens backstage as we see Ms. Rocky Mountains standing by with a microphone in hand.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: It's hard to believe that we are so close to Summer XXXTreme and one of the divisions that has really started heating up is the Mixed Tag Division, the championships currently held on tightly by Wolfslair, who broke a huge record last week. The challengers are definitely lining up but one team has been extremely vocal about wanting another shot very soon in the near future and they are in action tonight against the Barnharts. Joining me now are Bella Madison and Malachi, collectively known as Sass n' Bash.
The couple step into the shot, looking ready for battle.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Bella, Malachi you have not been shy about your intentions to have a one on one tag match with Wolfslair but it seems lately like that has almost raised the ire of other teams in SCW...
Bella Madison: You mean the teams that suddenly have found interest in a division...ones that would have rather focused on their singles careers...some that have even recently returned out of nowhere and think they can just hop the line like it's an amusement park and they paid for the fast pass? I mean, let's call it what it is, suddenly the division gets a little competition and they think that it's open season. Never mind that since before this whole damn pandemic began what feels like a decade ago, that Mal and I have been fighting and clawing our way through. We had to put up with a lot of bullshit with the Trenton Tigers. ...let me ask you something Ms. Mountains, in that triple threat...who was the team pinned?
Ms. Rocky Mountains: The Tigers.
Bella Madison: Exactly, and last week, it happened again, like we all knew was going to happen. We were there to see it, and we told EVERYONE that we were going to be front row for that. So all of a sudden we look and there is Mikah and Kris, acting like they've done something recently. Maybe we shouldn't have called our shot like that but we have been nothing but upfront and honest with Wolfslair and that's not about to change. There's too much respect there.
Rocky goes to say something and Malachi stops her.
Malachi: You don't want to do that...she's just getting started.
Bella Madison: But seriously, why do people think that you can just skip ahead of the line? Get your ass to the back of the line, fight like we have and then maybe we wouldn't be so pissed off. OH and then....BILL AND BEA BARNHART! ...holy shit. Those two actually took what we said on twitter like we were bitching that we had to face them. Guilty conscious much? Apparently they haven't been paying attention to anything with their noses so high in the air, because they act like we haven't done anything. We got bruises that have proven otherwise. No, we weren't bitching about you two and what I said to Mark on twitter stands true: we will take on whoever and whatever to prove that we are the rightful contenders to Wolfslair's Mixed Tag Team Championships and getting that number one shot, hopefully at Summer XXXTreme.
As Bella wound down her impassioned speech, Mal just stood at her side with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face. Rocky turned her attention on him.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Powerful words from Bella, but what are your thoughts on the situation, Malachi?
Malachi: My thoughts?
He let out a sarcastic bark of laughter.
Malachi: My thoughts are that Bill and Bea Barnhart are nothing more than a couple of grade-school morons. They wanna sit there, tell their little jokes, try to insult us like we give a damn what they have to say. That's all they did. They just fired off some third-rate insults and patted themselves on the back for a job well done. Bill wants to fancy himself some kind of stand-up comedian. Well, after I get through with him here tonight, he'll be free to play all the seedy dive bars he wants, because I'm going to make sure that he never sets foot in a wrestling ring again. And as far as his little woman goes?
He glances over at Bella with a confident smile as he drapes an arm across her shoulders.
Malachi: You say you wanted Bella in the ring. Well, be careful what you wish for. If you couldn't tell already, she is fired up and more than ready to put you in your place. Just like I am ready to do to your joker of a husband as well. At the end of the day, it doesn't matter who gets the pin, all that matters is that we put you down, we shut you up, and then the two of us move on to greener pastures. Namely, a mixed tag team title shot.
Bella flashed a sassy little smirk to the camera as she gave a little bow
Bella Madison: Sass 'n Bash, at your service!
The couple then walked off hand in hand to prepare for their upcoming match, as the camera followed their walk down the hallway before cutting to the next scene.
Bill and Bea Barnhart, along with their English Bulldog Iris, are seen relaxing in the room serving as their dressing room at Staggs Dungeon. Bill and Bea are in their normal wrestling attire while Iris is as always, adorned with her pink diamond-studded dog collar. The three are sitting on the couch and we notice both Bill and Bea are holding towels in their hands and we're wondering why.
Bill: During my comments leading up to our match tonight I talked about the major height and weight advantage I have over Malachi. I also talked about there not being a height or weight advantage between Bea and Bella. What that means to their team is that with me and Malachi in the ring they haven't a chance in hell of defeating us. However with Bea and Bella the legal wrestlers in the ring that gives them a 25 percent chance, at best, of defeating us. I'll always accept a 75 percent to 100 percent odds of winning a wrestling match.
Bea: We heard the normal expected comments from our opponents. We heard the normal expected threats issued. We heard Bella and Malachi do the normal expected huff and puff and threaten to blow our house down like the Big Bad Wolf did against the Three Little Pigs. Your attempts to blow us over are useless as we'll make quick work of you and send you back to your dressing room as losers.
Bill looks at the clock.
Bill: The time is here for us to make our way to the staging area to be ready for our entrance for our match.
Bill and Bea stand up and Iris follows them as they walk to the door. Once they are in the hallway Bill and Bea look into the camera.
Bill: Malachi and Bella you two are probably wondering why each of us is carrying a towel. I'll let Bea explain.
Bea: You two have been whining and crying since you didn't get a shot at a Championship at this edition of Climax Control. Since you two want to cry we're throwing two towels your way so that after we win the match you can return to your dressing room, cry, and use the towels to wipe the tears out of your eyes!
Bill and Bea throw their towels at the camera and they land on the camera and flop over the front of the camera so we temporarily lose the shot of Bill and Bea. When the cameraman finally manages to remove the towels from his camera Bill, Bea, and Iris, are nowhere to be found as they already left their dressing room and went off down the hallway to the staging area.
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a mixed tag team match!!!
Raise your Glass hits as Bill and Bea Barnhart walk to the ring as they are accompanied to the ring by their dog Iris. The two slide in the ring and await the arrival of their opponents.
Justin: Currently in the ring is the team of Bill and Bea Barnhart!! The Barnharts!!!
Entertain you by Within Temptation hits as the team of Bella Madison and Malachi walks to the ring. Both of them stare down their opponents before getting in the ring and standing face to face.
Justin: And their opponents!! The team of Bella Madison and Malachi!! Bass n Sass!!!
DING DING DING!
The bell has rang as the tag team match between the Barnharts and Sass n Bass has begun, Bea of the Barnharts starts off the match against Bella Madison. The two Bombshells start to work over each other as Bella works over the arm of Bea as she holds her in a wristlock. She quickly changes it into a Hammerlock before turning it into a headlock. Bea pushes her into the ropes before setting Bella up for a hiptoss. But Bella reverses and drops Bea with a quick clothesline, Bella locks the arm in an armbar while pushing her knee on the face of Bea as Jasmine checks on Bea to see if she is okay.
Adams: Some nice reversals between these two ladies as Bella has got the upper hand at this moment.
Bea manages to slip out of the hold as she slowly gets to her feet and whips Bella into the ropes. Bea then hits a high knee into the face of Bella before Bea hits a knee drop into the face of Bella before going for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Bella manages to kick out as Bea locks Bella in a reverse chinlock and drives her knee in the back of her neck as Bella slowly manages to get to her feet and elbows Bea in the midsection before hitting a forearm before tagging in her tag team partner Malachi. This causes Bill to get into the ring as well and the two superstars start to fight it out. Obviously the heavier and bigger and stronger Bill gets the upper hand as he hits some heavy body shots to the ribs of Malachi before whipping him out of the corner and grins to the other wrestlers outside the ring. believing that he had send Malachi crashing hard on the canvas, but only to have Malachi managing to land on his feet and has ran to the other side of the ring and comes off the ropes and sends Bill into the ropes with a flying forearm. He then delivers forearm smashes to the face of Bill with lightning speed before taking a few steps backwards and hits a high knee into the face of Bill as that causes Bill to stagger out of the ring and drops to his knees. Malachi climbs the second rope and jumps off, grabbing Bill's head as he is still on his knees and drops him hard with a Bulldog Headlock before rolling him over on his back and going for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Bill manages to bench press the much lighter Malachi and gets to his feet, Malachi has sized Bill up and hits him with a kick to his spine. He follows it up with running to the opposite side of the ring and setting him up for a running knee. Only to be dropped out of his boots by a Bill Barnhart clothesline as Bill has gotten to his feet and sends Malachi flying 180 degrees before landing hard on his back. Bill grabs Malachi and locks him in a Bearhug before delivering an overhead released German Suplex that sends Malachi landing on his back hard. Bill goes for the cover as Jasmine starts to use the count
ONE!
TWO!
Malachi manages to get a shoulder off the canvas and forces Jasmine to have the match continue. Bill drives series of elbows to the shoulder region next to the head of Malachi before putting on a nerve hold on the shoulder neck area of his opponent. Causing Jasmine to check on Malachi if he wishes to give up to the painful hold, but the brash youngster refuses as he tries to get to his feet.
Adams: Intelligent move from Bill, using a hold that is not used this often and surprise your opponent
Malachi is slowly getting to his feet, but still is unable to have Bill let go off the nerve hold on his shoulder neck region. He delivers several elbows into the midsection of Bill, that causes him to have his hold loosen up a bit to the point where Malachi finally manages to break free and runs to the ropes. He then ducks a clothesline before hitting a corkscrew roundhouse kick off the middle ropes that sends Bill into the ropes. His arms are locked between the top and middle rope as that gives Malachi an opportunity to take advantage of the given situation. He runs into the other side of the ropes and runs towards Bill and hits him a running back elbow to the side of his head. The impact of the blow manages bill to get his arms loose from the ropes, but unable to stop the next move as Malachi comes off the ropes again and hits a cross body block.
Simone: Nice executed move, just poorly result
Bill has managed to catch Malagi and drops him hard across the knee. Bill is staggering, caused by the blows that he had endured to the head by Malachi as well as the physical matches he has endured in recent weeks. He tags in Bea, who charges in the ring and both her and Bella hit a cross body block on each other at the same given time. Causing both Bombshells to fall down on the canvas at the same time and holding each other ribs while Jasmine starts to use the ten count
ONE!
TWO!
Adams: Both women had the same idea and this is what you get if you choose wrong!!
THREE!
FOUR!
Both Bella and Bea slowly get to their feet as Jasmine has reached the count of seven before stopping the count. Bea has grabbed Bella by the hair and sets her up for a slam. Only to have Bella escape her grip and lands behind her, pushing Bea into the ropes for a rollup. But Bea has held onto the ropes as that forces Bella to have her momentum used against her and rolls to the centre of the ring. Bea turns around and catches Bella by surprise as she clotheslines her down while Bella charged in on her. Bea then sets Bella up for a Snap Suplex and holds on to her opponent and rolls on top of her and locks her into a pinning position.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE...
Bill was already jumping as he was believing that they had won, but looks in astonishment that Bella had managed to get her shoulder up in time. Bea then grabs her by the head and pulls her to her feet. Only to be kicked in the knee as bella follows it up a short trip hurricanrana
Simone: Bella Aube!!!
Adams: And we all know what usually comes after!!!
Bella grabs the legs of Bea and locks them before grabbing the arms and sets her up for her submission hold
Simone: Bella Notte!!!
Bea is struggling, trying to use her strength to get out of the hold but finally realizes that the hold that Bella has on her is too tight and has to give in to the submission hold and taps out.
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winners by submission!! The team of Bella Madison and Malachi!!! Sass n Bash!!!
Their music hits as Bella finally lets go off her submission hold and the two roll out of the ring celebrating their victory.
Simone: With a supercard less than a month away, that's gotta put them in the mind of the staff to finally get their two on two match against Wolfslair
The cameras cut to the backstage area where Violet's dressing room is located. Pussy Willows is sitting outside the door hoping to get some answers from Violet on her short reign as Bombshell Roulette Champion and her attack on Candy.
Pussy: Hi everyone. I'm hoping to get a word with Violet this week.
The door opens as Violet and Shelby steps out into camera shot. Shelby sees Pussy as Violet shakes her head. She holds a finger up.
Violet: Until I get back what is rightfully mine then I will not comment on anything.
Shelby pats her sister on the shoulder while leaning towards the microphone.
Shelby: Candy, last week you ran your mouth. You were demanding an awfully lot of things. My sister owes you nothing. However, if you really want a piece of her then why don't you meet me in the ring next week. Let's see if you are more than words.
Violet motions her head as she and Shelby walk off.
Andrea sits inside of the ring, a spotlight surrounding her as the lights aside are out, not in the greatest of moods at all considering what has been happening around her lately. She's got a bit of an eerie, dark presence about her as she focuses on what truly matters to her at the moment. She doesn't look like someone who is in the mood to be bright and happy, at least not anytime soon. Thinking about what's on her mind, she then begins to express it.
Andrea Hernandez: I'm going to cut right to the chase. I don't regret punching Evie Jordan in the face. She deserved that. I'd do that again and a hell of a lot worse too when I get the opportunity. These days? Everywhere I turn, I see her face and every single time I just want to open that big, giant mouth of hers, reach inside of that mouth and rip her fucking throat out. Until I met her, there wasn't a damn person in this business that I actually wanted to hurt. You see... this isn't necessarily about the title. Sure, the World title is involved, sure, I plan on getting it back... but this is becoming a lot more personal than that. She thought she could just walk right up into my face and talk a whole bunch of shit... she thought she could just capitalize on a personal tragedy that I went through... being SO insensitive about it all... without consequences. Right now... I feel like I'm changing.
I feel some presence growing inside of me that I've never felt before... rooted in deep seated anger...
Three months ago, when I won the championship... it was the brightest light I ever lived in. I admit that I had made a mistake in thinking that what got me to the title was going to keep it, not realizing... as many first time world champions typically don't realize... that you have to evolve as you go along... lesson learned. Now? I'm coming out of the darkest hole I've been in... it wasn't losing the title... it was losing my father. A light that I had in my life... one that I felt I could always count on... suddenly, it was gone. I've done my grieving. I've done my moping about it. While it may still hurt... I've gotten past the hardest part, due in some part to the support system that I have... the people that matter to me helping me get through that...
Losing the title? I'm over that. It doesn't mean that I'm done being a world champion or that I am not going to chase it anymore. But I'm not one of those wrestlers that dwell on a loss, acting like it's the most devastating thing that ever happened to them.
Losing my father? I'm basically there. I've grieved. I've hurt. I've moved forward... hard as it may be...
Yet... there was last week...
There was the SHIT that Evie tried to pull. So winning the title from me wasn't enough? She just had to run up the score? She had to continue running me down, as if she hadn't done that enough already? Like I hadn't dealt with that ENOUGH already for a career? It wasn't personal prior to that... but it's personal now... and this message that I have... this goes for everyone in that locker room back there... I came into this company almost a year ago... and sure... maybe I wasn't the most pleasant person... maybe I wasn't the bubbliest or bounciest woman in the locker room... maybe I took myself more seriously and didn't know how to have any fun... maybe I did come in with a bit of an ego... but that spirit within me is what kept me going.
But as time went along? The more successful I became? When I became the world champion?
That's when all the talking REALLY started. That's when all the critics and the cockroaches came crawling out... suddenly, you had a few choice women on the roster try to brand me as if I was the WORST thing to ever happen to the world title... you had certain women BLAME ME for the title SUPPOSEDLY being a joke when I'm not responsible for Roxi dropping the ball against Christina. Sure, I'm responsible for taking the title before hand, but SOMEHOW, this whole notion that the title bouncing around since Alicia's reign is MY FAULT permeated throughout this locker room... but I let it slide... I stayed above the fray... of course... some of you would say I "ran and hid"... why? Because I don't get into all of the social media bitch fits half of you in this division do? Is that it?
All I've done in the last few months is take shit... and take shit... and take shit... trying everything that I could to keep my head held high.
But after last week?
I'm DONE!
Another spotlight flashes over a mannequin that is conveniently dressed like Evie Jordan, even with a mock, cardboard world championship on her lap. However, next to her is a baseball bat, one that Andrea wastes no time picking up.
Andrea Hernandez: You're all DONE giving me SHIT for the STUPIDEST reasons imaginable! You are DONE running me down! You are DONE slandering me! You are DONE stretching the truth about me, spewing this hatred at me, treating me like I'm the WORST thing to EVER happen to this division... and you KNOW who the fuck you are! I'm NOT going to take shit from ANYONE anymore... and this ESPECIALLY includes YOU, Evie...
Andrea takes a few hard swings, first knocking the mannequin down on the mat and then effectively shattering it after a few more hard swings.
Andrea Hernandez: What you did last week... was start a war... one that I'm going to win... one that I'm going to take the title from along the way... because the Phoenix you awoke inside of me... you have NO IDEA... and the scariest part is?
I don't think I know for sure myself what you woke inside of me...
Andrea tosses down the bat, seething with anger, before the spotlights fade out and leave the inside of the building pitch black.
The camera opens backstage to find Seleana Zdunich standing in a locker room dressed to compete, her SCW Bombshells Roulette Championship Belt strapped around her waist.
Seleana Zdunich: That was beneath you, Melissa, you did not need to go there on my wife and Kattunge's. The others, Zenna, Li, Lis, Kels, Maja, they're not married so the "basic bitches" line...which...
She pauses, looking down and shaking her head in disappointed disgust. A second later, she looks back.
Seleana Zdunich: Did you really need to make yourself a follower of Angel Kash and her Nobility? Of Veronica Taylor and her Idiot Committee? It's already hard enough to tell all of the established Mean Girl groups apart because they all literally say the same things, did you really need to throw yourself on there for a cheap shot at wrestlers who have never worked for SCW?
Seleana shrugs, seemingly begging an answer to be given that she knows is never coming.
Seleana Zdunich: As far as I know, are not keen for it either?
She shakes her head again, momentarily glances away and then brings her gaze back to the camera.
Seleana Zdunich: That line was crap and beneath you. You have always been better than that, Melissa, especially when it came to us. We have always considered you family, no matter what happened, where you went, where you got locked up, who you were dating or who you married! It never mattered to us because none of that changed who you were!
The disappointment changes to anger.
Seleana Zdunich: And you, Amber, you never tried being nice about anything. You came in admitting you had "no fucks to give" and it would appear we need to get a few things straight.
Nodding forcefully, pointedly, Seleana glares into the camera.
Seleana Zdunich: This is for you, Maki and anyone else that decides they need to come at me over my wife or through my wife or for my wife.
She points emphatically at the floor.
Seleana Zdunich: I am not my wife. I have never been my wife and if you have a problem with my wife, then take it up with my wife. I am sorry you feel slighted that I am not such an attention whore that I do not choose to hold and conduct every conversation with my wife in public. Some things are better kept private and if you cannot handle that then you are the one with the problem. Tonight had nothing to do with my wife!
She slaps the belt around her waist.
Seleana Zdunich: This has nothing to do with my wife and everything to do with the ones who could not stop me from winning it. If tradition holds, then at Summer XXXTreme, it will be about those that get the chance to take it from me over a pool. So everyone who wants it, step up because I am not backing down!
Darcy and O'Malley are seen standing near the refreshment area. O'Malley has an open bottle of water in his hand and takes a drink, while Darcy stirs some cream and sugar into a cup of coffee.
Darcy: You know, it's probably a good thing for Victoria that she is near me right now. The tables are turned and I'm the one holding a hot cup of coffee. I'm still going to get payback for her trying to rip my hair away from my scalp...Twice!
O'Malley shakes his head and looks at Darcy. She takes a quick sip of her coffee, testing to see if it's just right before grabbing more sugar to flavor it.
O'Malley: Maybe ye should just drop it with that one, love? I know ye said yer not afraid of her, but she's got a pretty nasty mean streak and I think yer underestimating her.
O'Malley looks away and takes another drink of his water. He lets out a sigh as Darcy responds.
Darcy: Whether or not you think that, my love, she has attacked me unprovoked every single time. And SCW continues to protect her. It's completely ridiculous, but I WILL get my revenge on her. Everyone can be given a taste of their own medicine. Including her.
O'Malley turns his attention back to Darcy, who is now facing him and he stands straight up, eyes widened as he looks behind Darcy. The camera pans back to see Victoria Thorn standing right behind Darcy, her arms folded with a look that should have dropped Darcy dead right there! O'Malley sets his bottle of water down slowly and tries to get Darcy's attention, but she keeps rambling on, oblivious to the danger behind her!
Darcy: You know, if Victoria were here right now, I'd stand up to that woman unintimidated. I'd look her in the eyes and give her--
O'Malley continues trying to warn her, but it's too late. Victoria smirks and taps on Darcy's shoulder. Darcy looks at O'Malley panicked and judging by the look on his face, she knows who is standing behind her. But she still s-l-o-w-l-y turns around and when she makes eye contact with Victoria, she drops her cup of coffee and screams! She then makes a run for it, running past O'Malley to get away from Victoria! Victoria gives chase and when O'Malley tries to block her, she bowls right through him, knocking him down to the ground! Darcy can be heard screaming as she rounds another corner and the camera turns back to O'Malley.
O'Malley: Fer someone who says she ain't afraid of that woman, she sure sets a new land record in runnin' from her! Feck's sake...
O'Malley reaches up and used the table to pull himself back to his feet. He brushes himself off before turning and heading off to try and find Darcy before Victoria gets a hold of her.
Simone: Welcome back to the Special King for a Day episode of Climax Control! Coming up next the new Bombshell Roulette Champion will be in non-title action as she faces Amber Ryan and Maki in a Triple Threat Match!
Adams: Let's not forget about our guest Belinda.
Jessie: Oh, now you notice me? And here I thought I was just going to be ignored for the rest of the match.
Simone: Yes, Jessie Salco has gotten permission from the bosses to join commentary for this match, the question on everyone's mind is, why?
Jessie: In time, but all I'll say is the following: rewatch the Main Event of the Queen for a Day episode of Climax Control and let's take it to Justin!
Adams: THAT'S BELINDA'S LINE!
Justin: The following non-title triple threat match is scheduled for one fall!
The arena fades to black as the screen lights up and we are treated to an old school movie countdown image.
5
4
3
Suddenly the countdown is stopped by claws slashing through the image and a cat's roar sounds through the arena. Janet Jackson's "Black Cat" blasts through the speakers and Seleana Zdunich is led through the entranceway by her wife and tag team partner, Crystal Hilton.
Justin: Introducing first, from Halmstad, Sweden and being accompanied by Crystal Hilton, she is the reigning SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion, Seleana Zdunich!
The two make their way to the ring, slapping hands along the way as the crowd cheers them on.
Simone: This is Seleana's first match since she won the title from Violet!
Jessie: And I can guarantee you that she's glad that Jack Washington decided to be a selfish prick by making all matches featuring a champion on his card a non-title match except for the Main Event!
Adams: What makes you say that?
Jessie: Seleana can't win a title without her wife's help, it happened in her last match and it happened when she won the World Bombshell Championship from Alicia Lukas and look at how long that reign lasted!
Justin: And her opponents!
Pulsing, red lights rolls over the crowd like a tide to the opening echoing chords of 'Roots' by In This Moment. Maria Brink's vocals seem to summon a familiar response from those who know what to expect. Those who don't, well they seem to follow the lead. Most cheer in anticipation, but there are few who still jeer due to affiliations or just the fickle nature of a wrestling crowd on any given night. Atop the ramp, the lithe silhouette of the Distorted Angel seems to have materialised, soaking up the crowd's reaction and energy.
Justin: First, from Atlantic City, New Jersey, "The Distorted Angel" Amber Ryan!
Fans reach out for acknowledgement and wave signs in the same way that others lean out over the rail as much as they dare to yell expletives and empty threats- some get a perceptive nod, a sly wink or perhaps even a kiss blown in sarcasm towards the most derisive. Fluidly, Amber circles the ring- beelining for a camera person before trying to mess with them or talking some shit down into the camera lens. Slipping under the rope, Amber doesn't call for fanfare nor adulation, just making her way to the closest turnbuckle so that she might leisurely perch herself on the top with hands clasped and elbows resting on her knees in rather non-plussed outside of the trademark sly smirk seemingly ever-present on her features.
Simone: Amber made her debut several weeks ago against our guest.........
Jessie: And if you want to stay on my good side that's the extent of which you'll mention that match!
Adams: Ignoring Jessie's ice cold reception to certain comments made by Amber, she has been impressive since her debut match!
The lights go out, a loud sound like a giant heartbeat sounds every second, the lights flash around the arena, then a red spotlight hits the entrance way as Halestorms's Sick I individual hits. The light hits Maki with her back to the audience. She is on her hands and knees, she slowly crawls her way to the ring, she slowly crawls to the ring, with her hair down to her shoulders, her white face paint, with scribbles on her body of 'Help'.
Justin: From Brighton, England, Maki!
She crawls to the ring and slides under the bottom rope She sits in the ring with her head bent back, laughing maniacally, and then flips herself to her feet. Her tongue is sticking out as she whispers Korean to herself.
Simone: Maki made her SCW debut at the beginning of the cycle during the Queen for a Day show where she defeated Candy.
Jessie: That loss must've had some effect on Candy because she hasn't been quite so sweet since then!
Adams: Jessie has a point, just look at her words for Violet Amelia Holt!
Drew goes over the rules with all three women before he calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Simone: This should be a big challenge for Seleana.
Jessie: If you ask me then Amber and Maki will be to too much for her to handle!
Adams: You do know we're supposed to be impartial right?
Jessie: That didn't stop Caleb when he was commentating on Tibby's match against Kedron!
Jason can't find the words to counteract Jessie's point as the action starts in the ring with all three women charging at each other and brawling in the middle of the ring, after a few minutes of a stalemate Maki and Amber decide to focus their attention on the champion instead as the two women take turns firing shots at Seleana before they back Seleana up to the ropes and send her flying out of the ring with a Double Clothesline.
Simone: It didn't take long for Maki and Amber to double team Seleana even if this is a non-title match!
Jessie: It's smart strategy, even if no title shot comes from it a win over a champ in a non-title match is a big deal!
Adams: However, it seems that Maki's about to learn about the "every woman for herself" rule the hard way!
Christina rushes over to Seleana's side to check on her whilst Maki leans over the ropes to taunt them, as soon as she does however Amber charges at her and bounces Maki off the ropes before using the momentum to roll up Maki.
ONE!
Christina helps Seleana to her feet.
TWO!
And Maki kicks out before using Amber's legs to propel herself towards the ropes and dive through them hitting both Zdunichs with a suicide dive! Maki picks up Seleana and rolls her back into the ring but before Maki can follow the champ back in Amber hits her with a running baseball slide knocking her to the ground! Amber then turns her attention back to Seleana who she picks up and hits with a Scissored DDT.
Simone: Amber calls that The Calling Card.
Jessie: She could call it the Vanilla Float for all I care, all that matters is that it's effective.
Adams: Are you sure you're not bitter over the ice cream incident?
Jessie gives Jason an annoyed glare before Amber goes for the cover on Seleana.
ONE!
TWO!
And Maki breaks it up just in the nick of time! Once Drew confirms that the break up wasn't too late Amber and Maki start throwing punches at each other apparently having abandoned their previous agreement, Seleana rolls out to the apron to collect herself and regroup whilst her opponents continue to go at it in the middle of the ring, this all changes however when Seleana leaps off the top rope and goes to hit them both with a Moonsault Press, however Amber has the common sense to push Maki into the path off the Moonsault and get out of the way leaving Maki to get hit by the move.
Jessie: Rule number one of multi-person matches, try to remember that there's more than one opponent!
Simone: What's rule number two?
Adams: I think I've got it, every person for themselves?
Jessie nods as Seleana gets back to her feet and Amber tries to get a cheapshot in only for Seleana to duck under it and nail Amber with a Hurricanrana! Seleana holds on for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
And Amber kicks out, rather than try again on Amber Seleana shifts her focus back to Maki who is still recovering from the Moonsault press and Seleana seizes the opportunity to go for a pin on Maki.
ONE!
TWO!
And Maki kicks out.
Simone: There's been a lot of pin fall attempts in a short time!
Jessie: You expected anything less from a multi-person match?
Adams: Jessie has a point there and so far, Amber and Seleana have two pin-falls apiece whilst Maki doesn't have any!
Seleana gets back to her feet and tries to plan her next move, she doesn't get far however as Amber has recovered from Seleana's Hurricanrana and surprises Seleana with a European Uppercut followed by several punches that send Seleana to the corner and eventually to the bottom rung, Amber backs off without prompt from Drew but only because she's got another move in mind, what the move is we never find out as Maki hits Amber with a pounce from out of nowhere just as she starts running to the corner and then follows that up with a running cannonball senton to Seleana.
Jessie: What did I say about the rules of a multi-person match?
Simone: Jessie's right, Amber completely forgot about Maki whilst focussing on Seleana.
Adams: And that mistake could cost either Amber or Seleana the match to Maki!
Maki drags Seleana out of the corner and goes for a pin on the champ.
ONE!
TWO!
And Seleana gets the shoulder up! Maki looks around for Amber and locates her near the ring ropes still recovering from the pounce and pulls Amber away from the ropes so she can go for a pin attempt whilst Christina checks on Seleana.
ONE!
Simone: Hey where's Jessie going?
TWO!
Adams: She's left the announce desk and is sitting on the table glaring at Christina and Seleana, whatever she has in mind can't be good for them.
And Amber kicks out! Seleana is back on her feet by this point and measures up Maki whilst clenching her fist, unfortunately for Seleana Drew doesn't see this as he's busy trying to break up a fight between Jessie and Christina outside the ring right as Maki gets hit by the Kattoga.
Simone: Kattoga! Seleana hits it!
Adams: Turn around Drew! Seleana's going for the pin!
The crowd counts along with the imaginary count but there's no ref to count it as Drew's trying to de-escalate a situation at ringside between Christina and Jessie, Seleana sees this and leaves Maki alone to see what the issue is and Jessie uses the opportunity to cheapshot Christina prompting Seleana to leave the ring and confront Jessie but whilst that's going on Amber has recovered and has dragged Maki to the middle of the ring before locking her in the Cattle Mutilation!
Simone: Burning the Lot! Amber has it locked in on Maki!
Adams: Unless Seleana can break it up we can stick a fork in Maki because she's done!
Drew hears Maki screaming in pain and sees the submission hold before promptly getting in position, Seleana sees it as well and tries to return to the ring to break it up but Jessie grabs her foot! Whilst Seleana does manage to free herself from Jessie's grasp it's too little, too late as Maki taps out!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner by submission, Amber Ryan!
Simone: Amber picks up a huge win albeit one where the champ wasn't involved in the decision!
Adams: Jessie has the Roulette Title!
Jessie has indeed picked up the Roulette Title and clocks both Seleana and Christina with it, she takes a mic from a stagehand and kneels next to Seleana.
Jessie: Hey, can you hear me? Your wife cost me the Roulette Title two weeks ago, this? This is karma slapping you two in the face.
Jessie says before looking at the title.
Jessie: Oh, and Seleana? Consider that challenge of yours accepted for the Go Home show for Summer XXXTreme by me!
Jessie drops both the mic and the title by Seleana's unconscious form and leaves via the crowd whilst Amber celebrates up the ramp.
08/02/2020
INTERNET CHAMPIONSHIP
AUSTIN JAMES MERCER (c) vs SENOR VINNIE
Sam Marlowe can be seen moving along the hallway of the Staggs Dungeon where she finds Pussy Willow heading the opposite way. Sam stops and holds up a fist towards her friend.
Sam Marlowe: Hey Pussy, what's up?
Pussy stops and smiles as she gives Sam a fist bump
Pussy Willow: Rumor has it that there is going to be a Summer XXXTreme after all this year and I for one can't wait.
Sam raises an eyebrow.
Sam Marlowe: I thought we were stuck in quarantine and couldn't leave the Saxon Hotel? And now you are saying we are going to be having a supercard on a ship.
Sam very teasingly puts her hand on the forehead of Pussy who brushes it away with a laugh.
Pussy Willow: I only heard rumors and we will be finding out soon I am sure. Oh and I just saw Christian Underwood looking for you.
Sam's eyes widen slightly in surprise/fear and then she nods as she backs away from Pussy.
Sam Marlowe: Oh no, I hope it isn't for a bad reason. But just to be safe, you haven't seen me.
Sam backs into a solid wall of a person and Pussy gives her a look of concern.
Sam Marlowe: He's right behind me isn't he?
Christian: Yes, yes he is. I have been looking for you Samantha.
Sam Marlowe: You have?
Christian: Why certainly, I wanted to tell you that now that Mark Ward and I are in control once more I have decided that you will be active as a wrestler once more since you kindly got the clearance to wrestle again. So next week you will need to be here ready to wrestle.
Sam Marlowe: Okay, so who am I facing?
Christian smirks as he lightly pats the shoulder of Sam.
Christian: I would tell you but why should I want to ruin the surprise for you. See you next week.
Christian moves around Sam leaving her and Pussy to watch as he walks away.
Pre-recorded footage cuts to a study-like setting where Myra Rivers is featured in her Miami home. She sits down on a chair, reading a book, showing that she's more in a relaxed, concentrated mood than she is upright. She notices that the camera is zooming in on her and the closer the zoom comes in, we can see the title of the book: "Wrestling Definitions and Terms". Myra takes a glance at the camera, sets the book down on her lap for a few moments and begins to express her thoughts.
Myra Rivers: A little lesson for those in the back. "Burial". You hear that word a LOT in this business. You're not a professional wrestler if you haven't had this happen to you at any point in your career. Doing this as long as I have, needless to say, it's happened to me tons of times. I've been called "dumb Florida moron" before... way back in my rookie year. I've lost count of how many times I go somewhere and I get called a "nobody". I've lost count of the amount of times I've been told that I can't hack it. I lost count of the amount of times I've been reduced to doing someone else's bidding and being degraded for it. And in case that wasn't clear enough... the definition of "burial"...
Myra pauses, lifting up the book and reading aloud from a page.
Myra Rivers: A burial in professional wrestling is when one wrestler completely dismisses the other. Examples include: telling them that they're nothing, calling them a nobody, completely degrading their ability, dismissing them as they didn't exist, etcetera.
Did I do any of that last week when I spoke my mind about the Internet Champion, Kate Steele? Did I... at any point... tell her that she's nothing? Did I ever call her a nobody? Did I degrade her ability? Did I act as if she didn't exist? The answer to all of these questions is no... but sure Kate... go whine to Crystal about how I'm "burying you" while she does the same regarding Andrea Hernandez. I can't "bury" you, but you're talking about golden shovels wanting to bury me, right? Right... this is the same woman that bragged to kingdom come that she beat Andrea in a tag match that she didn't even pin her in but when the inverse happens in the same situation... my GOD, Andrea's not allowed to talk about that, right? So when the cards are turned on you, then suddenly it's bad?
Get out of here!
For someone who prides herself in being a diamond, you're more like coal... not just in the sense that you've clearly got some thin skin... that's NOT a burial by the way... but in the sense that I'm clearly getting to you and you're not handling the pressure very well.
Myra puts the book off to the side now showing some annoyance with the Internet champion.
Myra Rivers: Now you're so pissed off at me that you want to bury me? You want to go the submission route to try to humiliate me? Is that it? Over what? A few words that I said? What else can it be? I haven't even laid a finger on you. I get it Kate... you have to surround yourself with people to validate you, to tell you how great you are, you have to have everything sugar coated for you. I'm not that type of person that sugar coats anything for anyone... never have, never will. I've always called it like I see it. You can defend that title against Roxi and Keira like nobody's business... and I'll commend you for being able to pull that off... but you're letting a few words from ME... get to you THAT much that you have to start the "golden shovel" talk?
Yet... you LOVE to run off at the mouth about other people too... right? YOU'RE allowed to do that with other women, but other women can't do the same about you without you throwing a fit?
Again... do as I say, not as I do.
I guess I've given you a real reason to face me now right? To shut me up? Sorry... it doesn't work that way. Tons of times, many people in this business have tried to shut me up... but as evidenced by the fact that I'm still doing this after 12 years... they've failed. I can only imagine how everything I just said is going to be spinned into a "burial" that it isn't... but hey, that's not my problem. If you REALLY have a problem with what I'm saying?
You know where to find me.
Myra maintains her poise and confidence having said all that she's needed to say for the time being as the pre-recorded footage cuts out.
We return to the backstage area as Cheryl Hastings is standing next to her team.
Cheryl: Last week, the Trenton Tigers had their chance to reach the top and fell short. We take nothing away from Wolfslair. They are extremely talented in the ring. We will do the humble thing and we will move to the back.
Cheryl pauses to collect her thoughts.
Cheryl: That doesn't mean we will disband. That doesn't mean we give up. That means we are willing to work our way back into the title picture. However, we will be watching too see who will be our next opponents inside the ring. We are prepared for anything.
The unit nods their head as Cheryl motions for them to walk down the hallway.
The scene opens backstage where we see "The Metal Storm" Caleb Storms sitting around backstage with his feet up and his guitar by his side, we pan out to see that Caleb is using Lemmy as a living breathing foot rest though the Labrador doesn't seem to mind that much.
Pussy: Waiting for Teddy to show up?
Caleb looks up and sees Pussy walking up to him and nods.
Caleb: I mean, the guitar's tuned up and ready to go, I'm just waiting for him to show up, if he shows up, as for tonight's show, I'm just glad that Jack Washington managed to book a decent card, selfishness aside.
Pussy: Well, good luck against Teddy, I guess!
Pussy walks off as the scene fades.
Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall... introducing first...
The lights tun colors from Red to Green to various other colors as "I Love It Loud" by KISS begins to fill the air. Fog fills the stage, and emerging from it is none other than Griffin Hawkins!
Justin: "Making his way to the ring...from Windsor, Ontario Canada...weighing in at 227 Pounds...put your hands together for Griffin Hawkins!!"
He makes his way down to the ring before walking up the steps and steps between the ropes. He gets on the turnbuckles and raises the Devil Horns in the air with both hands.
He gets down, taking off his leather jacket before getting out of the ring. He takes off his silver aviator shades and place them down ringside. Before kicking his feet up ropes in the corner of the ring and leans across the turnbuckle like it's a hammock, waiting for the match to begin.
Justin: And his opponent...
The eerie harmonies of the Devils Waltz courses its path from the sound system and across the spines of those in attendance. Curious onlookers turn their gaze toward the stage as the lights that illuminate the stage, ramp and ring fade from bright white to a disturbing red, and there, on the stage bathed in crimson, stands Kedron Williams, his flesh pale and his eyes almost as much so.
Justin: From Salem, Massachusetts, weighing one hundred and seventy nine pounds, he is Kedron Williams!
Kedron walks down toward the ring with a purpose; the lights above him beating on and off as if in tune with the beating of a heart. Each time the lights flicker off, once they resume, Kedron is further down the aisle and that much closer to the ring. Once he arrives at ringside, he stares into the ring (and at his opponent) and smiles, before the lights go completely dark. A mere moment later, they turn back on and Kedron is inside of the ring, sitting cross-legged in the center of the ring.
The ref moves in and checks both men for weapons before indicating for the bell to be rung...
DING DING DING!
Williams and Hawkins circle the ring before hesitantly stretching their arms out to attempt to lock up before actually moving in and locking up but it's only brief as Hawkins grabs Williams into a headlock before dropping to a single knee as he cranks on Williams neck a few times, as Williams goes to a single knee as does Hawkins, as Williams looks for a way out of the move. Williams makes a slight adjustment, which forces Hawkins to move and up to his feet. Williams battles back and rises to his feet and drives Hawkins into the ropes, where the bounce off the them but what Williams attempts doesn't happen, and he drops to his knees with Hawkins keeping the headlock in and drops to a knee.
Simone: Good early exchange between the two. As Williams attempts to counter Hawkins but doesn't happen and the headlocks stays in place.
Hawkins cranks on Williams head as Williams looks for a way out of the move as he tries to break Hawkins grip. Hawkins makes his way to his feet pulling Williams up, as he again pushes Hawkins into the ropes, this time Williams pushes Hawkins away forcing him across the ring, where Hawkins bounces off the ropes, which Williams drop to the mat, as Hawkins leaps over him before hitting the ropes on the other side, as Williams makes his way to his feet and as Hawkins comes back, Williams hits an arm drag.
Adams: Hawkins is top but isn't for much longer as Williams counters and catches Hawkins with a arm drag.
Hawkins and Williams climb back to their feet and Williams hit another arm drag but this time Williams doesn't release and locks in an arm bar bending his arm back and cranking on his shoulder. Hawkins grimaces in pain as Williams places his knee on Hawkins head as the ref asks Hawkins if he wants to give up but Hawkins says no and Williams cranks on Hawkins arm a little more. Williams keeps the lock in but Hawkins takes a moment before pushing himself up off the mat, which in turn forces Williams to his feet, as Hawkins pushes Williams into the ropes as Williams tries to keep a grip on Hawkins arm.
Simone: Williams hits another arm drag before locking in an arm bar, which he works on the shoulder more than the arm.
Adams: Williams is really dominating here. Hawkins hasn't got a single bit of offence in. He needs to get into this match as soon as possible.
The ref the moves in and indicates that Williams should move away, as he taps at Williams chest, but he doesn't release and instead takes Hawkins down with an arm drag sending him across the ring. But he quickly gets back to his feet and charges at Williams, who also charges and catches Hawkins sending him down to the mat. Hawkins holds his face as Williams looks on before moving in and delivers a kick across Hawkins back. Hawkins grunts out in pain, as Williams smirks before approaches Hawkins once more and pulls him up to his feet.
Adams: What a kick... I felt that.
Simone: As you said Hawkins need to get into this match, so far its all been Williams.
Williams hits a chop to the chest and Hawkins stumbles away to the corner but Williams just follows him there and hits a couple of jabs to Hawkins stomach before throwing a jab at his head and then another in his stomach and then his head, as Hawkins gets lower and lower in the corner, as Williams follows up with a boot to the stomach and continue to stomp until the ref intervenes and Williams moves backward, as Hawkins moves himself from the corner.
Simone: Hawkins isn't fighting back here. He might as well lay down and get pinned.
Adams: Or he could be lulling Williams into a false sense of security.
But Williams isn't done, and he grabs Hawkins and pulls him away from the corner to brief to his feet before taking Hawkins down with a snapmare and then into a headlock. Hawkins grapples at Williams arm as he begins to think about getting free from Williams grip. Hawkins adjust his body once with a slide before getting to a knee, which forces Williams up as Hawkins finally makes his away to his feet as he comes close to breaking the headlock but instead Williams breaks it and drives a knee in Hawkins stomach.
Adams: Hawkins is fighting but not doing anything with it
Hawkins holds his stomach, as Williams grabs him and pushes him up against the ropes and whip him across but Hawkins counters and sends Williams into the ropes and as Williams comes back, Hawkins looks to send him up and over but Williams leaps over him grabbing his waist in the hopes of going for a pin but Hawkins rolls through and then hits a standing dropkick to the face of Williams.
Simone: Another counter and this time Hawkins turns the things around and catches Williams in the face with a standing dropkick.
Williams climbs to his feet holding his face as he leans up against the ropes, while Hawkins makes his way to his feet and then charges at Williams and clothesline him up over the top rope, where he lands on the floor dazed. Hawkins climbs through the ropes and backs himself up against a ring post, as Williams makes his way to his feet and as he does Hawkins rushes in and delivers a kick to his head sending Williams down holding his head.
Adams: Hawkins has turned it around but for how long.
Simone: Hawkins and Williams are back to their feet as Hawkins clotheslines Williams over the ropes to the outside. He then makes an attempt at removing Williams' head off his shoulders.
Hawkins climbs out of the ring and approaches Williams, where he grabs him by the hair and pulls him up into a seated position and grabs his head and unleashes a series of knees before following up with a spin kick. Hawkins grabs Williams by the hair and pulls him up and throw him into the ring and follows close behind and goes for a pin...
Simone: Hawkins is getting into full flow here as gives Williams a series of knee shots before following up with a spin kick. Williams is out of it pretty much.
ONE!
TWO!
THR... kickout...
Adams: How did Williams kick out of that?
Hawkins looks to the ref surprised that Williams kicked out, as Hawkins turns back to Williams and attempts to go for another pin...
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
Hawkins slaps the mat in slight frustration, as he grabs Williams and rolls him onto his stomach and grabs his leg as goes for the calf killer but Williams who is still with it, quickly scrambles to the ropes and grabs the bottom rope, which Hawkins releases his attempted submission and backs away. He climbs to his feet, as he approaches Williams, but the ref moves in and stops Hawkins, who backs away.
Simone: Williams kicks out again, which doesn't impress Hawkins too much, but he just refocuses and tries to latch on a submission hold but Williams, who is still fully aware manages to get to the ropes.
Williams who still holds onto the ropes slowly gets to his feet and stumbles into the corner, which this gives Hawkins the opening his needs and he charges in and delivers a splash onto Williams. Hawkins grabs Williams and yanks his from the corner and hits an exploder suplex on Williams, sending him across the ring.
Adams: Nice splash and follows up with a exploder suplex.
Simone: I think Williams is done.
Hawkins turns and crawls over to Williams, where he rolls Williams onto his front and moves him to the centre of the ring before grabbing Williams arm and setting up and locking in the Whammy Bar(Fujiwara Armbar). Williams tries to fight and escape but has no choice but to tap out.
Simone: After a rough start... Hawkins manages to pick up the win.
DING DING DING!
Justin: Winner of this match via submission... Griffin Hawkins.
Hawkins music hits over the pa as he releases Williams arm before making his way to his feet and raises his arm in victory.
08/02/2020
SINGLES MATCH
VIOLET AMELIA HOLT vs CANDY
Keira is shown sitting in her locker room, when Roxi walks in. She smiles at Roxi who smiles back, and touches Keira's shoulder.
Roxi: How you feeling?
Keira: Good. Teaming with Candy was fun.
Roxi: I'm not being replaced, am I?
Keira giggles slightly.
Keira: No, she's our friend, and tonight she proved to be a great partner.
Roxi: Good.
Keira: But... I need to tell you something. Something happened.
Roxi: Oh? Okay.
Keira: Amber -
Roxi stops Keira immediately after Keira utters her name.
Roxi: What happened? Did she attack you? I swear if she laid one finger on you....
Roxi begins to growl in anger, but Keira stops her.
Keira: No. Just calm down. She just... complimented me.
Roxi is still angry. Pacing in the locker room.
Keira: Babe, stop. It wasn't anything!
Roxi: She's only doing this to make me angry! I'm so tired of this! Dammit!
Roxi begins slamming her fist against the locker, until there is a knock on the door.
Roxi: Who is it?!
Roxi angrily shouts. Keira stands up and holds her hand out in front of her, attempting to calm Roxi down.
Keira: Relax. It's probably just Candy.
Keira pulls the door open and Amber is right there, looking into the room.
Amber: Is everything okay in here? I heard shouting.
Roxi hears Amber's voice and charges towards the door held back by Keira.
Roxi: You stay away from my wife! I'm tired of these stupid games! You wanna play? Fine! You leave my family out of this!
Keira: Roxi! Calm down!
Keira has to forcibly keep Roxi back as Amber looks around confused.
Amber: So hostile... I just wanted to say that I meant what I said. You did a good job Keira.
Roxi finally is able to shove past Keira and slams the door in Amber's face. Amber puts her hands up in confusion, turning and walking away from the door. Keira looks at Roxi and looks annoyed herself.
Keira: What is wrong with you?
Roxi: She's not being honest Keira. You know it, I know it!
Keira: I've never seen you act this way. She hasn't even done anything.
Roxi: Yet. It's coming.
Keira: Still, you're acting like I have before and you've yelled at me about it! You are being really hostile for no reason. Look, just calm down. You're letting every little thing upset you. This isn't like you.
Roxi looks around and realizes that Keira is telling the truth. She's still fuming and finally sits down holding her head in her hands as we cut elsewhere.
Charlotte Lawrence's "The Jokes on You" begins to play as the camera moves to the entrance way expecting to see a familiar figure. Suddenly a door opens and a figure slips out, moving towards the ring through the crowd of bombshells and superstars. Stepping up to the barricade, Vixen Staggs lifts one leg over as she makes her way into the ringside area. The camera finally focuses on her as she slides under the bottom rope and makes her way to her feet. Dressed in a pair of dark tights and a white and red halter that is covered with a black leather jacket that flashes images of the GRIME Nightmare title belt that covers her exposed midsection. She has her long multicoloured hair hanging down her back and looks rather beaten up with bruises and cuts in the final stages of healing.
Adams: I wonder what GRIME Nightmare champion Vixen Staggs is doing in a SCW ring.
Simone: I think I know but I will let her say what she needs to say Jason.
Vixen reaches into the back of her tights and pulls out a microphone then turns to look at the wrestlers around the ring and begins to smile slowly.
Vixen: I bet you are wondering just why it is that I am in this ring rather than only here for GRIME seeing as I am the World Nightmare champion...
Vixen reaches down and draws a gloved hand across her belt lovingly.
Adams: Yes Vixen, we are.
Simone: Shush Jason, she is getting to it.
Vixen: I have been busy defending my title and dominating GRIME and only I know how to do. But I have also been hearing whispers in the wind about the fact there is someone that is letting my name fall from her lips with a challenge. Well, I am out here in my family's Dungeon to give my response to that challenge.
Vixen's eyes lower in thought as she debates how to respond.
Vixen: Let me give you a bit of a background. At Into the Void, there was a match that was won by Roxi Johnson and Crystal Zdunich...or Crystal Hilton...Or Crystal whoever you are this week. Gave her the opportunity to challenge for a title in the next year. And Roxi said nothing but Crystal decided to get froggy and spoke up.
Simone: That is true. Crystal came out and challenged Vixen who is the very first Hall of Fame Bombshell in SCW history.
Vixen begins to pace and talks into the microphone softly with menace.
Vixen: She decided to challenge me because of that but also I know that she always seems to have ulterior motives when she steps out to throw these challenges out. I don't know if you think that I am not aware of why you put that challenge out to me.
Vixen: See, I have faced many women like you Crystal. People who have to make a name of themselves by throwing out challenges and should she beat them she then trolls everyone saying that she has notched another win against a legend, won another title because she was smart enough to egg on someone to put their belt on the line.
Adams: Crystal has been successful at that.
Simone: True but this is Vixen Staggs in that ring talking about this. Do you think that she is going to accept the challenge and will she put the title on the line?
Vixen: I get you Crystal. I know it must kill you to have been so late to the Hall of Fame. I get it, I truly do. And I am sure, even though you haven't said it out loud, you are looking at the gold around my waist and your mouth is watering badly. So I have decided to come out to this ring and give you my answer to your challenge personally.
Adams: We get to find out the answer Belinda.
Vixen looks up and a cocky half smile crosses her face.
Vixen: Listen chienne, and yes that is what you are Crystal. A delusional chienne that is trying to be some kind of threat to me, my status as SCW Hall of Famer and quite possibly my Nightmare title. I am in this ring for two reasons. The first is to tell you that my answer to your little challenge is NO...
Simone: Vixen has denied Crystal's challenge!
Vixen: And the second is because I am here to be thanked for saving your pathetic career and life.
Adams: I don't think that Crystal will be thanking Vixen anytime soon.
Simone: You and me both Jason, you and me both.
Vixen: And before you get your panties in a twist Crystal, let me tell you why you should be thanking me. I don't know if you know this but I am the only bombshell in SCW that knows how to kill with my bare hands. See, I am a former Van Doo...je me souviens...and the only thing that this soldier knows how to do is never surrender. If that means taking you to your limit and then just gently sending you into that gentle good night with one final move, I have no problem executing that.
Vixen: And if that isn't bad enough, I want you to realize just who it is you are willing to get into the ring with. I am Vixen STAGGS...I am the wife of Spike Staggs and that should really make you worry because not only am I militarily trained to kill. I have been married to and trained by someone who has taught me that there are no limits to doing what you need to do in this ring.
A chuckle escapes Vixen as she stops pacing in the middle of the ring.
Vixen: So, my community service this week is telling you that there is NO WAY I am going to step into the ring with you Crystal. Because if I did, there would be only one woman walking out of it and when I do, I won't feel one iota of guilt.
Vixen then holds out the microphone and lets her fingers open to allow the mic to drop. She moves to the ropes and climbs the corner to smirk at the wrestlers. Sitting on the top turnbuckle, she climbs down the outside of the ropes and heads back through the crowds and disappears once more into the office before slamming the door closed.
Simone: What a statement from Vixen Staggs.
The camera remains on the view of Jason and Belinda.
The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see three graduates of the Go Gym, the Pride Tag Team Champions Team Go AKA Ariana Angelos and HB Carter and Krystal Wolfe sitting around a table where Cards Against Humanity has been set up.
Ariana: So, what, is this like poker?
Krystal: Not exactly, the idea is to be the first to ten points, represented by these black cards, best way to do that is to be as offensive as possible.
HBCarter: And we're playing this on TV?
Krystal: Better than playing on my Switch for the hundredth time! Plus, I made some custom SCW cards, now I'm the Czar for the first round and it'll go around the table after each round, basically you want to make me laugh starting with:
Krystal adds before they draw their cards and she reads off the first black card.
Krystal: What Brought the Orgy to a Grinding Halt, wow, we're starting with this one huh?
It seems that Carter was virtually made for this game, even though he never played it before as he replied with a calm face...
HBCarter: Ari here forgot to peel the cucumbers.
Ari blushes furiously though she tries to hide it behind the cards as she puts her answer down, Carter looks around and then playfully covers his lips with his fingertips and opens his eyes wide.
HBCarter: Wait, did I say that one out loud instead of putting the card down? How silly of me!
Krystal: Well, yeah, the idea is to put the card down and for me to read them out.
HBCarter: Ahh okay, I gotcha.
Carter nods in understanding before putting another card down and they pass it to Krystal.
Krystal: What brought the orgy to a grinding halt? AIDS.
Krystal promptly faceplants into the table as she reads the card.
Krystal: I'm almost tempted to leave it there but let's see what the other card says.
Krystal says right before the door opens.
Krystal: Oh good, I must choose between My First Period and AIDS!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Err, what?
The three Go Gym Graduates look up and realise Ms. Rocky Mountains entered the room at exactly the wrong time.
HBCarter: Oh, don't mind us, we're just playing Cards Against Humanity!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Uh, huh.
Rocky quickly leaves and shuts the door behind them.
Krystal: I knew we should've played at the hotel.
Ariana: Well excuse me for baking cookies.
HBCarter: That came out like hockey pucks.
Krystal: I'm going to have to give it to My First Period.
Ari cheers as she wins the first round and Krystal passes the first card to her.
HBCarter: Wow, I did not expect that from her.
Krystal: Same, in any case it's Ari's turn as Czar.
The three of them pick up white cards and Ari picks up the next black card.
Ariana: Dear sir or madam, we regret to inform you that the office of blank has denied your request for blank.
Krystal: Okay, this is a pick two card, basically pick up any two cards and put them in the order you want them in, bottom card first.
HBCarter: Well I am a helluva bottom, if only Brother David would let me go on the bottom.
Ari and Krystal laugh at Carter's comment (with some blushing from Ari) as Krystal and Carter put their cards down.
Ariana: Dear sir or madam, we regret to inform you that the office of Fenris has denied your request for Caleb Storms' hopes and dreams.
Krystal: That's just mean.
HBCarter: That's what makes it so funny though! Not saying I played that combo.
Ariana: Dear sir or madam, we regret to inform you that the office of a big black dick has denied your request for no clothes on, penis in vagina.
HBCarter: I'm not touching that.
Krystal: I would say "that's what she said" but that doesn't apply to you.
HBCarter: Says the girl who chose Pride Month to come out as bi.
Krystal: Point, besides, I prefer female partners anyway, who's the winner Ari?
Ariana: Did you mean in the bedroom or as opponent?
Krystal: Yes.
Ariana: Good enough, I'm going to have to give it to the Big Black Dick, the other ones too mean spirited.
HBCarter: But this is Cards Against Humanity!
Krystal: Oh, so you did play it?
Krystal asks as she takes the card and Carter draws the black card.
HBCarter: Blank, kid tested, mother approved.
Krystal: This has the potential to be dirty.
Ariana: You were the one to bring the game with you Krystal.
Krystal: Even by Cards Against Humanity standards.
Krystal responds before the two women put their cards down.
HBCarter: An M16 Assault Rifle, kid tested mother approved, didn't realize the NRA were playing, Jessie Salco's endless title shots, kid tested, mother approved.
Ariana: What kind of mother approves an M16 Assault Rifle for their kid?
Krystal: Depends on how far south you go.
Ariana and Carter go to answer but can't find the words.
HBCarter: I'm going with Jessie's endless title shots.
The trio continue playing as the scene fades.
Justin: The following match is for one fall... Introducing first...from Manhattan New York.... The current Sin City Wrestling Internet Champion... Austin James Mercer
The lights shut off as "United Divided" by Voodoo Johnson kicks in, as it builds different lights flash around the arena. As the song builds into the refrain and the guitars kick in a spotlight forms on the stage with Austin standing in the middle. He makes his way down to the ring before moving around to the steps, he makes his way up and walks across the apron before stepping between the ropes, he stands in the center of the ring as the music shuts off
Justin: And his opponent...
The lights in the arena die down as the opening riffs of Gothic Celtic Music Shadow Wisps starts to play. The lights stay out for several seconds before dark green and white strobe lights start shining all around, and fog fills the entrance and along the ramp. Moments later , O'Malley steps through the curtain wearing a long black leather trenchoat. He is joined by lady companion, Darcy Donohue. They stand at the entrance for several moments before O'Malley takes the first step on their way to the ring, and Darcy follows closely behind.
Justin: Making his way to the ring being accompanied by Darcy Donohue! From Dublin, Ireland...Weighing in at one hundred ninety-five pounds...Please welcome...O'MALLEY!!
Once he makes it to the ring, he lets Darcy walk up the steps and follows behind her. He holds the ropes open for her, and she steps through, and he enters after her. They stand in the center of the ring where Darcy removed O'Malley's coat, then leans in and gives him a kiss on the cheek before making her way to the outside, as his music dies down.
DING DING DING!
As soon as the bell sounds Austin is fired up and ready to go as he charges towards O'Malley. Austin is taken off his feet and speared into the canvas as Darcy at ringside eggs her client on. Austin wastes no time in laying his fists into the side of O'Malley's face, repeating the motion over and over until Drew steps in calling him off.
Adams: Finally, the war of words on twitter is exploding inside the SCW ring.
Simone: Hopefully tonight they can put this to rest.
Adams: I highly doubt that.
Both men get back to their feet and Drew steps between them giving O'Malley time to re-evaluate his game plan. Austin side steps Drew but walks straight into a chop, it doesn't over rock the giant as he is still planted to O'Malley follows it up with another and another, driving Austin back into the ropes. Pushing him against them, O'Malley reaches out and whips Austin across the ring, but one the return where O'Malley is looking for a spike DDT, Austin comes in full steam ahead with a shoulder block dropping O'Malley to the canvas once more.
Adams: Austin showing his grand size.
Simone: He really is a mountain of a man.
While down on the canvas, O'Malley sweeps the legs of Austin bringing the Irish to his back with a thud. It doesn't take O'Malley long before he snakes his way over and mounts Austin with some pay back punches of his own. Drew is on the scene reminding the guys to keep this one legal. O'Malley rolls off Austin, before he gives him a helping hand up to his feet but as Austin is bent over, he drives his knee into the unsuspecting face of Austin, much to Darcy's delight.
Simone: That sounded sickly.
Adams: Darcy playing cheerleader, as always by O'Malley's side.
O'Malley is looking for a spinning neck breaker but Austin steps back, before pushing himself into the ropes before he comes launching across the ring, driving O'Malley down with an almighty clothesline. Not wasting any time, he picks up his opponent and slams him back first onto the canvas with a quick Suplex before picking him up and rag dolling O'Malley for three perfect German suplexes. On the third Austin rolls him over and hooks the leg looking to pick up the win.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Kick out by O'Malley.
Simone: O'Malley needs to pick up his game here.
Adams: He would be doing everything in his power to get back on top.
Austin slaps the canvas in anger, but he doesn't waste any time as he gets back to his feet, dragging O'Malley up with him before driving a stiff upper cut in his direction. O'Malley rocks backwards and catches himself on the ropes. Austin comes rushing in towards him looking to clothesline him over the ropes but O'Malley snakes out of the way just in time, sending Austin into the ropes. On the return O'Malley jumps up and drives both of his knees into the spine of Austin with a back stabber. This time O'Malley hooks the leg, looking for a swift victory. Darcy like a cat that's got the milk is smirking wildly on the outside, proud of her boy's work.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Austin fires out of the pin fall, shoving O'Malley off him. The two scrambles to make it up to their feet before they stare directly across to one another, shouting words to rile each other up.
Simone: Here we go, all the tension is finally coming to a head.
Adams: Haha, you said head.
The two rushes together locking up in the middle of the ring, the power struggle is won by Austin, but O'Malley drops down to his knees, driving the top of his head into Austin's jaw for a jaw breaker. The Internet Champion is now clenching at his face, while O'Malley sweeps his feet out from under him. O'Malley leaps up to his feet, before he uses the ropes as a spring before he comes crashing down with two knees to the chest of Austin. Austin tries to roll out of the way, but it's too late and O'Malley is able to hook his leg on impact.
Adams: O'Malley's got it, he is going to pin the SCW Internet Champion.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! kick out once again by Austin.
Adams: I spoke too soon.
Simone: You can't count our Internet Champion out.
Austin it up on his feet so is O'Malley and he has had enough as he comes rushing towards O'Malley, knocking into the corner before offloading left and right body shots. O'Malley is backed up with nowhere to go as Austin drops his head and now drives his shoulder into the midsection of O'Malley. O'Malley tries his best to get free by driving his elbow into the spin of Austin, but Austin doesn't quit. He just drags O'Malley out of the corner claps his hands together around O'Malley's back and powerfully flips O'Malley to the canvas with a belly to belly Suplex. Austin doesn't go for the pin, in fact he gets to his feet and drags O'Malley across the ring. O'Malley is frantically trying to kick his legs free, but Austin's grip is too much. He bends down to scoop him up, looking a fireman's carry slam but O'Malley is able to wiggle from the great heights of Austin's right shoulder.
Adams: Look out!
O'Malley drives his knees into the back of Austin, dropping the big guy to his knees. Leaping to his feet O'Malley rushes towards the ropes using them for power he runs back in looking a drive by knee. The sound of O'Malley's knee making impact with the side of Austin's head claps around the area as Austin falls face first to the canvas. O'Malley doesn't waste a single moment as he slides in and makes the cover. Darcy once again lighting up the room with her smile.
Simone: Austin might be out cold here.
Adams: Imagine if the SCU Underground Champion beat the SCW Internet Champion... it would be a night to remember.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Austin somehow finds it within him to kick out.
Adams: I thought he was out cold.
Simone: O'Malley is pissed... HEY Get her down from there.
Darcy was up on the ring apron shouting instructions at O'Malley who se listening, Drew made his way over towards Darcy ordering her off the apron but the continued to shout at O'Malley. Giving Austin the time he needed to recover from the constant onslaught from a wild O'Malley.
Adams: The Irish are such a fiery bunch.
O'Malley looks beside himself, as he gets back to his feet questioning Drew's counting ability joining in with Darcy as he is distracted Austin crawls back to his feet he sees an opening and he makes a dash for the Underground Champion, rushing up behind O'Malley, wrapping his arms around his side for a bear hug. That move is long and drawn out before Austin tosses O'Malley to the canvas with a sidewalk slam. As both men are on the canvas, they take a moment to catch their breath before Austin is back on the attack.
Adams: like a shark that smells blood.
Austin grabs onto the crown of O'Malley's head in his right hand, before he lifts him to his feet and with one sweeping move, he picks O'Malley up only to slam him down to the canvas with a pop up powerbomb.
Simone: Legacy Bomb.
Adams: That was my ear you just shouted in.
Austin hooks the leg, and the SCW crowd makes the count
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
WHAT? There's no sound of the bell as Darcy has Drew distracted, trying to buy O'Malley some time. Austin gets up and see what's happening he makes his way over to the ropes hurling sassy remarks towards Darcy. O'Malley snakes up behind him and takes his shot. He clubs Austin in the back of the head with his fists before driving him down with a vicious powerslam. Darcy leaps from the ring apron happy with her work.
Adams: The Internet Champion is down.
O'Malley hooks the leg.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Just at the last moment Austin kicks out. Darcy and O'Malley can't believe it. O'Malley gets to his feet pulling Austin up with him, but Austin pushes his arms away from him and out of nowhere POP UP POWER BOMB.
Simone: LEGACY BOMB!!
Austin hooks the leg.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner AUSSSSTTTTINNNNN JAMMMMMEEESSS MEEEERRCCERRR!
Simone: I don't know who won the war of words on Twitter, but Austin James Mercer has won the war in the ring.
Adams: And that's great momentum going in to his match with Senor Vinnie!
08/02/2020
WORLD BOMBSHELL CHAMPIONSHIP
EVIE JORDAN (c) vs ALICIA LUKAS vs ANDREA HERNANDEZ
Just as O'Malley and Darcy have just walked through the curtains following his match against Austin James Mercer. O'Malley is still exhausted following the match and the two are headed towards his dressing room. When Darcy looks to the side, she lets out another scream and bolts away! Confused, O'Malley looks to the side and he is very nearly knocked down AGAIN as Victoria Thorn has given chase to Darcy for a second time tonight!
O'Malley: Oh c'mon! Give it a rest will ye?! Both of ye!
Darcy makes a dash towards one of the exits with Victoria chasing after her. O'Malley just lets out a sigh as he heads off to help Darcy. Though at this point, Victoria may very well finish her off before he can defend her.
Adams: Well, Darcy has one thing going for her. She sure can run!
Simone: It's only a matter of time before Victoria finally gets her hands on her...again. Darcy sure has a death wish.
Moments later the sound of a car alarm going off from the parking lot is heard and O'Malley rushes off in that direction.
The camera cuts to the backstage area, just minutes before the main event. Pussy Willow stands next to Ben Jordan, the SCW World Heavyweight championship over his shoulder, dressed to wrestle.
Pussy: Ben, we are just minutes away from the main event with you defending the SCW World Heavyweight championship against Jack Washington. Has your opinion changed about him through the week and your outlook on him?
Ben: Ya know what love? I've always been a bloke who has given people chances, I've always been a bloke who has given the benefit of the doubt. I might have been a little guilty at looking at Jack Washington and thinking this is ego over heart, but I watched the stuff he did this week, and yeah, my opinion changed a little.
Pussy: Oh?
Ben: I thought it was all about ego, that there was no hunger there, just blinded by the title, but I am man enough to admit when I'm wrong as I was wrote. I saw the desire, I heard the passion in his voice. I saw him and listened to his words and know that he wants this belt more than anything else in the world right now.
Pussy: Does that mean your game plan for tonight has changed?
Ben: No, not at all. Desire can only take you so far and I planned for this before. I've been in the ring with people who would sell their Nan's to just be called World champion. Hell there's one or two on the roster that would do that now. The fact is I watches Jack for his strengths and his weaknesses, I saw a lot of talent, and now I've seen the heart and desire, but I will not back down and I'm coming back here with the SCW World Heavyweight championship. I will be on the announced earlier cruise, as a champion.
Ben nods his head as the screen fades.
The camera opens up in the parking lot as the car alarm can still be heard going off. O'Malley is rushing in the direction of the alarm, and as he gets closer, Victoria Thorn can be seen viciously trying to get inside a locked vehicle! Darcy is seen sitting behind the wheel, terrified for her life! Victoria is somehow managing to SHAKE the car and it actually moves, as Darcy screams from inside, having barricaded herself in their vehicle! O'Malley stops several feet away, keeping a safe distance from Victoria, but Darcy sees him and yells for him!
Darcy: O'Malley! HELP ME! She's insane!!
But O'Malley doesn't know what to do! Victoria stops for a second and looks around for something. She knows the only way she'll be able to get inside the car is by busting out the windows, and she needs something to do it! O'Malley rushes over to the car and tries to get Darcy to unlock the doors, but she refuses! Moments later, Victoria comes charging at the vehicle with a baseball bat in hand!
O'Malley: Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Hang on there, Victoria!
O'Malley rushes around the car stepping in front of Victoria! But she swings the baseball bat back and threatens to hit him with it! Several SCW officials rush on to the scene moments later, attempting to dissolve the situation.
Victoria: She can't run from me forever! And you can't save her every time!!
Darcy: YOU NEED TO BE LOCKED IN A PADDED CELL! YOU'RE INSANE!! SOMEONE CALL THE DAMN POLICE!!
The SCW officials plead with Victoria to back away from the car. She's about to plow right through them to get to Darcy, but she takes the baseball bat and chucks it at the car! It hits the windshield and shatters it! She grins before giving in and being led away by the officials. Once she is safely away, O'Malley persuades Darcy to unlock the doors and she does so. She bolts out of the car and rushes into O'Malley arms, hysterical and crying. He comforts her, and can be seem just shaking his head as the camera focuses on his face before the scene fades out.
Justin: The final match is our Main Event as this match is contested for one fall and it is for the SCW Heavyweight championship!!!
"Wasted" begins, and there is a brief murmuring of fans. As the song picks up, Jack Washington parts the curtain, a look of focus and minor indifference on his face. He shows very little emotion, walking to the ring in his hooded sweatshirt, tights and boots. He hits the ring, uses the ropes the stretch, and then sits on the top turnbuckle, mentally preparing himself to wrestle.
Justin: Currently in the ring is the challenger!! Standing in at 6'1 and weighing in at 235 pounds!! Hailing from Philadelphia PA!!! Jack Washington!!!!
The opening guitar riff to "Blame it on the Boom Boom" by Black Stone Cherry starts to play. The riff repeats itself once more. A British flag appears on the screen, waving with a gray filter and the lyrics kick in.
The familiar face of Ben Jordan appears on the screen. The fans instantly burst in to cheers as a smiling Ben Jordan appears at the top of the ramp, dressed in a white shorts with matching knee pads and boots. Ben looks around the crowd, his trademark smile on his face. He turns his head to the left, winking at the crowd before slowly walking down the ramp. He moves to the left, running his hand along the fans, high fiving as many as possible, before moving to the right and doing the same. Ben stops in front of a fan with a phone and moves next to them, allowing them to take a selfie with the smiling Englishman
Justin: Making his way down the aisle! From London, England, weighing 220 pounds –SCW Heavyweight Champion!! Ben Jordan!
He stands outside the ring, looking up at ring, before moving to the steps and jumping up them. He ducks down and in to the ring through the middle and top rope and spins in to the corner, climbing on the top rope and raising his hands. He quickly jumps down and moves towards the center of the ring, looking at his opponent.
DING DING DING!
The match has begun as Jasmine holds the title high above her head, showing it to Jack Washington and Ben Jordan. Just when she wants to hand it over to the time keeper it is Jack that grabs it out of her hands and looks at it, smiling before dropping it in the hands of the time keeper while grinning at Ben Jordan.
Simone: Will this be the scene we will see after the match is over???
Ben remains calm as both men circle each other before Ben wants to lock arms with Jack in a collar elbow tieup. But Jack steps aside and wiggles his finger towards Ben and shakes his head no, telling him that he will do things his way when he wants it.
Adams: Clearly Jack wants to get inside the head of Ben
Simone: The question is whether it is going to help against the veteran.
Ben and Jack circle each other, seizing each other up while doing nothing. Jasmine tells them to get it on as the match has begun as Jack tells her to shut up and do her job. Only to get a slap across the face from Ben Jordan as he turns his head back towards the champion, who follows it up with pushing Jack into the ropes for an Irish Whip. Jack comes off the ropes and is dropped on his back after a big time Back Body Drop by Ben. Who follows it up with a stiff kick to the spine before locking Jack in a reverse chinlock and wears Jack down. Jasmine checks on Jack whether he is submitting to the hold, but Jack slowly gets to his feet and grabs Ben by the head and drops him with a Jaw Breaker. Causing Ben to let go off the hold as the champion stagger backwards while holding on to his mouth.
Simone: Nice counter from the challenger.
Jack delivers several European Uppercutts to Ben as this causes his head to snap backwards several times before whipping the champion into the ropes. There Jack delivers a dropkick to the face, hitting Ben straight in the mouth. This causes Ben to drop down and falls through the ropes to the outside. There Jack follows Ben to the outside and charges in on him with a running clothesline as that drops Ben hard to the concrete floor. Jack grabs Ben by the head and sets him up for a big time Neckbreaker before sliding in and out of the ring to break the ten count of Jasmine. He grabs Ben by the head and lifts him up to his feet before delivering a fierce knife edge chop to the chest, he repeats the move a few times as the wrestlers on the outside do a whooo with every chop that Jack delivers. Causing him to turn his attention to them and tells them to shut up.
Crowd: Booo!!!!
Jack turns his attention back to Ben and smiles as he sets himself up for a Discus clothesline as Ben is leaning against the steel ring post, but moves out of the way at the final moment as Jack hits the Discus Clothesline against the steel ring post as this causes him to stagger backwards in pain holding on to his arm. Ben grabs the arm and smashes it against the steel ring post before rolling in and out of the ring and breaks the ten count.
Simone: Ben has turned the tables
Ben rolls Jack back in the ring and follows him to the back, there Jack rolls back out of the ring and holds on to his painful arm as he tries to stay out of the way of the champion and recover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Ben steps in front of Jasmine and tells her to stop the ten count as he wants to beat Jack on his own and not by ten count. He then turns around and stares at Jack, who just stepped one foot through the middle and top rope. Who looks at Ben and stops there and steps back to the ring apron and tells Ben to get out of the way as Ben backs off and allows Jack to get back in the ring as the challenger slowly does. The two men circle each other once more, Ben slowly moves towards Jack in an attempt to corner him. He extends his hand towards Jack in a test of strength as Jack reaches out with his good arm and the two lock fingers, but before Ben could try to to see who is stronger it is Jack that kicks him in the midsection. He then hits a Snap DDT on the champ and covers Ben
ONE!
TWO!
Ben kicks out and immediately moves himself to lock Jack in his finisher hold as Jack reacted too slow by the kick out
Adams: Crossing Jordan!!!
Ben has the Crossface locked in on Jack, but Jack manages to move around the ring until the tip of his feet touches the bottom rope. Causing Jasmine to tell Ben to loose the hold that he has on Jack. Ben finally does and both men get to their feet, Jack moves his upper body through the middle and top rope as this causes Jasmine to stop Ben from doing more damage to the challenger. Jack shouts towards Jasmine to check Ben because he saw an illegal object.
Simone: That's rather unlikely coming from Ben
Jasmine asks Ben if he has an illegal object locked up somewhere, but before Ben can answer it is Jack that uses a Springboard Clothesline from the outside and decks Ben with his good arm. He grabs his other arm in pain as that did came in contact after his landing, but quickly he ignores it and starts to drive series of knees into the side of Ben's head as that was hit earlier on by the springboard clothesline as Jasmine warns him to stop before using the five count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Jack stops moments before Jasmine could count to five, he grabs the head of Ben and hits a swinging Neckbreaker before covering the champion
ONE!
TWO!
THR...
Ben manages to kick out as Jack locks Ben in his finishing Crippler Crossface submission hold
Adams: Brotherly Love!!!
Ben attempts to reach for the ropes, but he is too far away as Jack attempts to lock the hold tighter and tighter wanting to make Ben submit. Jasmine asks Ben if he wants to submit, but the Cockney King refuses and manages to counter Jacks finisher as he manages to get his arm freed that was locked between the legs of Jack. He then grabs the hands and manages to break the lock that Jack had on him before sliding his head out of the hold before rolling Jack over to his back and pushes his shoulders down to the canvas in a pinning combination.
ONE!
TWO!
Jack manages to break free from the hold as both men get up, both men go for a clothesline as this causes both men to drop hard on the canvas at the same time. Jasmine starts to use the ten count as both men are breathing heavily and holding on to a painful body part that the other worked on earlier in the match.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Jack grabs the bottom rope and pulls him up to his knees as Ben is still seemingly out cold. Jack pulls him up to his knees and looks over his shoulder to look over at Ben, who is still seemingly out cold as he starts to grin.
Simone: It seems that Ben got hit harder by this double clothesline earlier on.
Jack is talking smack while getting to his feet, he slowly turns around and when he looks back at Ben we see the champion execute a kip up and get to his feet before hitting a big time headbutt to a stunned Jack Washington before locking Jack in a Belly to Belly Suplex. But instead of going for the cover Ben locks in his finishing submission hold once again.
Adams: Crossing Jordan!!!
Ben locks in the Crossface once again, locking it tight as we see the desperation in the eyes of Jack Washington. Trying to escape the hold that Ben has on him as Jack manages to roll Ben over, but Ben rolls through while he remains holding the hold on Jack while being in the centre of the ring. Ben pulls back on Jacks face harder and harder as Jack tries to reach for the ropes, but he is too far.
Simone: Can Jack somehow escape the hold or will he fade away???
Jasmine checks on Jack, asking him if he wants to give in but the challenger refuses. His arm is reaching for the rope, but the intensity of his arm slowly weakens as Jasmine grabs the arm to check on him. Jack's eyes slowly are closing as his arm is slowly fading to the canvas, Jasmine checks on Jack to see if he can continue and calls for the bell as Jack does not react anymore.
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of this by submission and STILL SCW Heavyweight champion!!! Ben Jordan!!
Ben lets go off the hold and gets to his feet as Jasmine hands him his championship belt before raising his arm in victory. Ben quickly rolls out of the ring and places the championship belt across his shoulder and walks off while looking at the man that he has faced in the ring on the titan tron as Jack gets helped by other officials and medics.
Simone: What a match! Jack might be a rookie in SCW, but he took Ben Jordan to his absolute limit and beyond.
Adams: He might not see it right away, but Jack should be proud of the effort he put in and I'm calling it now, he is a future SCW World champion in the making.
Simone: Well that is all we have time for tonight. Join SCU for Underground later tonight. For Jason Adams, I'm Belinda Simone saying stay safe everybody and good night!
The camera fades to Ben looking up the ramp, nodding respectfully to Jack Washington as he stares back at Ben
THANK YOU! To Chris, Mark, Annie, Gerrit, The Lord MK, Jenny, Court, Andy, Mercedes, Marge, Ryan, Dustin, Meg, Laura, Jeremy, JJ, Jay, and Britt. Also again to Annie for those match banners and to everyone who roleplayed! Perfect game!