The crowd is alive with energy inside of the Netaji Indoor Stadium in Kolkata, India. The era scans around the capacity crowd cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites.
A spotlight begins to shine and the crowd cheers as ring announcer Justin Decent steps out onto the stage. The handsome exhibitionist jogs out to the ring, slapping hands to the fans who reach out to him.
He is handed the microphone by Jason Adams as he runs up the ring steps and climbs inside of the six-sided SCW ring and walks around, pumping his fist in the air to the tune of the crowd's chants;
Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!
Justin then hops up onto the corner turnbuckle and smiles, looking out around the beach, at all of the fans filling the sand and surf. He drops back down and takes his place in the center of the ring and brings the microphone up to his lips.
Justin: Hello everyone and welcome to beautiful Kolkata, India, and welcome to Sin City Wrestling "Climax Control"!
The crowd cheers!
Justin: Please welcome the Hostess With the Mostess for "Climax Control" -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!
The spotlight opens up on the stage with cheers and applause, illuminating Amanda in a psychiatric nurse’s uniform and the opening performance begins.
Amanda: Why do you think you are nuts
Why do you think you are nuts
Are you nuts, are you nuts
Have you lost your guts
Are you nuts, are you nuts
Eating cigarette butts
Why do you think you are nuts
Why do you think you are nuts
Does your father beat you
And your mother mistreat you
And all your friends
They hate your guts
And you sit down to cry
And you're wondering why
And you say to yourself
"Am I, am I nuts?"
You lost your job
People call you a slob
And you mortgaged your house
To pay me
I'll keep you from the truth
That you squandered your youth
And by the time you're well
Well, you'll be eighty
But then it doesn't matter
You'll sit in idle chatter
With roaches that crawl up the wall
You little booger
You're old and you're poor
And you live in the sewer
If you feel bad now
Give me a call
Why do you think you are nuts
Why do you think you are nuts
Are you nuts, are you nuts
Have you lost your guts
Are you nuts, are you nuts
Eating cigarette butts
Why do you think you are nuts
Why do you think you are nuts
Are you cracko
Are you cracko
Are you wacko
Are you wacko
Are you cracko
Are you cracko
Are you insane
Why do you think you are nuts
Why do you think you are nuts
Are you nuts, are you nuts
Have you lost your guts
Are you nuts, are you nuts
Eating cigarette butts
They're coming for me
They're coming for me
They're coming for me
But they're never gonna get me
No they're never gonna get me
No they're never gonna get me
Get your hands off of me
No you're never gonna get me
Get your hands off me
Why do you think you are nuts
Why do you think you are nuts
Are you nuts, are you nuts
Have you lost your guts
Are you nuts, are you nuts
Eating cigarette butts
Why do you think you are nuts
Why do you think you are nuts
Are you cracko
Are you cracko
Are you wacko
Are you wacko
Are you cracko
Are you cracko
Are you insane
Why do you think you are nuts
Why do you think you are nuts
Why do you think you are nuts
Two men dressed like orderlies walk up an take Amanda by the arms and pick her up and ‘escort’ her from the stage as her feet kick and she ‘screams’ “Nooo!”
The camera then changes shots to the ringside area and more specifically, the broadcasters table where sits Belinda Simone and Jason Adams.
Simone: Hello everyone and welcome to beautiful, historic Kalkutta, India as we continue our journey on the Road to Violent Conduct VIII! I am Belinda Simone, alongside Jason Adams!
Jason smiles for the camera and gives it a friendly wave.
Adams: Can you believe it, Bel? Only three weeks until Violent Conduct VIII! Savior against Savior for the Heavyweight Championship! And Roxi versus Masque II for the Bombshell title!
Simone: And so much more has already been announced and more so to be announced this evening as well! But tonight we also have two championship matches this evening that could affect much of what’s to come in New Delhi!
Adams: Yeah and tonight we’re opening things up when Hitamashii returns to the ring to take on the Troll! Man, I wish we had seen the last of that guy after Finn Whelan was finished with him!
Simone: Careful in your phrasing Jason or else the Troll might misunderstand nd think you’re talking about Hitamashii.
Adams: Gah!
Simone: The as of yet unbeaten Georgie Robertson returns to action this week, facing a grim challenge in former Mixed Tag Team Champion, Bea Barnhart!
Adams: Crystal Zdunich might be gone from SCW but Christian Underwood (for some god forsaken reason) decided to keep her ‘baby daddy’ Todd Williams under contract as an SCW Superstar and he takes on Alex Rush tonight!
Simone: Next week, Mercedes Vargas faces Roxi Johnson for the World title due to her holding out against number one contender, Masque! But tonight Mercedes faces Seleana Zdunich with the added stipulation that IF Seleana wins, then she will be added to the World title match to make it a Triple Threat!
Adams: Just like “Godly” Ken Davison has a match set against World Champ and his buddy, Mac Bane, in a few weeks, tonight he faces another multi-time champion in Senor Vinnie!
Simone: Then the brand new Internet Champion Kayla Richards makes her first title defense against the record breaking former Roulette Champion, Krystal Wolfe!
Adams: And the Main Event! For the World Heavyweight title! Mac Bane wanted one more defense before he was forced to face his friend and ‘brother’ Ken Davison, and he handpicked the record breaking three-time Internet Champion Agostino Romano as his challenger!
Simone: Tune in to see all of this and more on SCW Climax Control!
The show comes back to ringside as “Unsainted” from Slipknot hits and the current Sin City Wrestling’s Internet champion walks out to the ring while being accompanied by the Bombshell Roulette champion Melissa.
Adams: The power couple of 2022 has arrived!!!
Simone: And I am sure Goth will have a few words to say about his open challenge he laid out last week!!!
Goth undoes the title that he has around his waist and lays it over his shoulder before the two continue their walk to the ring. Goth open ups the ropes for his fiance before stepping in the ring himself afterwards, asking for a microphone from Justin Decent as he turns his attention towards the camera.
Goth: Last week I came to the ring, issuing an open challenge to ANYONE out there in Sin City Wrestling to accept it. Hell, I even sent out a reminder to everyone on social media that I am still waiting, but the only thing that I got was some laughable reactions of people thinking about it, or even someone from outside the federation. And I could not help but wonder to myself, is this what this company has become???
Goth stops talking, turning his attention to the fans as some of them are booing him while others are chanting the name of their favorite wrestler.
Goth: Well sing all the praises that you got for them, because NONE of them even considered lacing up their boots and facing me… THE KING OF KINGS!!!
Crowd: BOOO!!!!!!!
Simone: How much I would love to share my sentiments with the crowd, so far nobody has even officially answered the challenge from Goth.
Goth: I get it, your sensitive feelings received a Rude Awakening by merely speaking the truth. And let’s be honest, I have been overlooked every single step since rejoining the company. They wanted to offer me a Legends deal, so that I could be booked once or twice every few months for a walk to memory lane without having any faith in me to amount to ANYTHING int his company.
The crowd start to chant asshole as Goth shrugs his head, lifts the microphone in the air to increase the volume of the fans before putting it back to his mouth.
Goth: Am I an asshole??? For what? Believing in my abilities to STILL dominate the wrestling ring?? Correct me if I am wrong, but outside Mac Bane. Who in the superstar division has had a more dominant year since joining the group that believed in me?? HUH???
The crowd boos Goth even louder as he turns his attention towards Melissa, who smiles and nods her head towards him.
Goth: Well?? I am still waiting!!!! Well there is…. NOBODY OF COURSE!!! Jack Washington had to rely upon tactics that would have saved his title run for another month or so… Where’s Kris Ryans brother after I destroyed him?? Or all the top stars that for some reason don’t want to be in the ring with me?? Where is the dominant roster that I remembered the last time that I held this belt?? I will tell you exactly where they are… They don’t want nothing to do with me, or any other members of the Saviors.
He shakes his head in disguest
Goth: But here I go again, I am going to give you all in the back another shot of growing some balls. Whois it going to be that will accept my open challenge for MY Internet championship???
Goth and Melissa turn their attention to the entrance ramp….. Suddenly "I'm an Asshole" by Denis Leary erupts over the arena sound system and the crowd unites as one by BOOING while Goth closes his eyes and shakes his head…
Adams: Oh NO!
And the curtains are thrown open and out walks the Troll, ready to accept the open challenge!
Simone: Oh dear god no! No! This can’t be happening! The Troll in a Supercard championship match!?
The Troll stands there on the stage, using his arms to whip the crowd into a louder frenzy of support, but all he is accomplishing is whipping them up into a further frenzy against him!
Crowd: ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE!
The Troll though pumps a fist as if he believes they are calling GOTH the asshole! The Troll turns to the champion with a smug grin and points right at him and begins to march down the ramp, but just as he gets to the edge of the ramp “Demon” by Savage Hands begins to play over the speakers and the crowd goes absolutely wild as Lachlan Kane steps out onto the stage. He’s dressed casually in a white T-shirt and blue jeans with sneakers and his signature leather jacket on, a clear indication that he’s not here for a match.
Simone: Well, this is certainly a surprise! Lachlan Kane was not scheduled to be here tonight, but he’s made his presence known!
Adams: And the crowd here in Kolkata are absolutely loving it! He’s a real fan favourite here in India!
Simone: Or anywhere he goes, really. But especially now, interrupting both Goth and The Troll who aren’t exactly endearing themselves to the crowd tonight.
The Troll turns to gawk at Lachlan and begins yelling wildly right in Lachlan’s face. The Irishman just looks unimpressed as he slowly starts walking towards the ramp, but The Troll continues to berate him, completely unaware of his surroundings. As Lachlan walked forward, The Troll walked backwards until…
CRASH!
Adams: Holy crap!
Simone: The Troll just backed straight off the stage and crashed to the floor below!
Adams: He was so busy screaming at Lachlan that he had no idea where he was! Would it be terrible if I hoped that he hurt himself enough to not be able to compete again?
Simone: From a professional standpoint, yes.
Lachlan just stares down at the crumpled heap of The Troll as the ring crew rush to check on him, a little smirk appearing on his face before he turns his attention to Goth in the centre of the ring. He made his way down the entrance ramp, slapping a few fans’ hands as he did so before climbing up the ring steps and posing against the ring ropes to an uproarious cheer from the crowd. He steps through the ropes and steps up to Goth, the two men staring intently at each other.
Simone: Gotta hand it to Lachlan, he’s gutsy. Goth is an absolutely massive man, and he completely towers over the Irishman, but Lachlan doesn’t even hesitate to step up to the Internet Champion.
Adams: No one’s ever accused The Scrapper of being a coward, that’s for sure!
Lachlan steps away to request a microphone. As his music fades away, he paces a few steps while he waits for the crowd’s cheers to die down.
Lachlan: You know, I heard your little spiel last week, throwing out that open challenge. I’ve been keeping an eye on the socials while you continued your plea for someone - anyone - to step up and challenge you for your shiny little belt there. Now, I know I’ve got my hands full with a few other companies back home in the States right now, and I know I’ve been saying that I’m really only here for the India tour…but your challenge has been rolling around in my brain since last week, and it’s kind of a shocker that no one else has really stepped up to the plate.
He glanced back towards the entrance ramp where The Troll was still writhing around on the concrete floor of the arena in pain.
Lachlan: Well, no one worthwhile, anyways. So I decided to come here tonight, face to face, and make it official - I accept your challenge!
The crowd explodes at this announcement from Lachlan as he lowers the mic and keeps his eyes locked on Goth, waiting to see what the champion has to say.
Simone: I don’t know if I like this eerie silence between these two!!!
Goth slowly puts the microphone back to his lips as he does not take his eyes off Lachlan.
Goth: Thank you Lachlan, than you for at least making sure that I do not have to do even worse to that idiot that you have already done. Because trust me, I would have done despicable things to him. But at least I know that I have a challenger, someone willing to step up and face the wrath of the Internet champion.
Goth hands the championship belt over to Melissa as he takes a step closer to Lachlan and seizes him up one last time.
Goth: I respect your desire to be a champion Lachlan, but desire alone will not be enough to beat me for that championship. But let us see what happens in a few more weeks, good luck Lachlan…. You will need it.
With that Goth’s music hits as he and Melissa walk off and leave Lachlan standing, who climbs the turnbuckles after Goth has left the ring and celebrates his return with the Indian fans while Goth and Melissa head to the back.
Justin: This next match is Standard Rules with a win obtained by pinfall, submission, or opponent gets counted out. First to make his way to the ring, from Las Vegas, Nevada, he stands in at five feet eight inches and one hundred ninety-two pounds, please give a warm welcome for HITAMASHII!!!
The opening riffs of Fire In Our House by Astral Doors hits the speakers and Kingingiseisha “Hitamashii” Shirasu comes out to the landing looking smug. He stands there as the crowd gives him boos. Hitamashii walks from one side of the landing to the other with a swag in his step. He looks around the crowd, and starts to walk towards the ring slowly, stopping halfway down the ramp and turning his head with his nose in the air to look at the crowd, their faces showing that they do not like the way he is looking down upon them. Hitamashii lowers his head slowly and turns back to face the ring, walking down towards the apron. Hitamashii climbs up to the apron and steps between the top rope and the middle rope, looking around at the fans as they continue to boo him. After making a trip around the ring Hitamashii moves to the corner to await the arrival of his opponent.
Adams: I can’t begin to imagine how insulted Hitamashii must be feeling having to wrestle the disgusting slob The Troll.
Simone: All wrestlers deserve respect.
Jason: Next to make his way to the ring, he is from Parts Unknown, and he stands in at five feet eight inches and two hundred fifty-two pounds, please give a warm welcome for Gabriel Thomas Wank who is known as The Troll.
Denis Leary's "I’m An Asshole" plays and the crowd boos as the rotund and hyperactive "know-it-all" of professional wrestling, the Troll, runs onto the stage as fast as he can (which altogether isn't that fast). He has an annoying, excited look on his face as he pumps his arms, greeted by the boos of the fans. The Troll points into the ring, taking offense at the "lies" about his grandiose weight being made public. He then "jogs" down to the ring, holding his hands out for high-fives but receives none. He struggles up onto the ring apron and climbs through the ropes, catching his shoe on the middle rope and face plants in the ring, much to the laughter of the crowd. The Troll then gets to his feet and pumps his arms again until he is herded back to his corner. Once in his corner he glares across the ring at Hitamashii.
Adams: So Belinda you are saying that the Troll, who is a joke of a wrestler, deserves respect after that entrance?
Simone: As I said all wrestlers deserve respect.
Referee Dawn Barnes calls Hitamashii and The Troll to the center of the ring where she gives information on how she will officiate this match. Satisfied that both understand she sends them back to their corners and she tells them to come out fighting when the bell rings.
DING DING DING!
The Troll hears the bell and he waddles out of his corner and approaches Hitamashii who is in his corner leaning against the ropes calmly waiting for The Troll to come to him. When The Troll is a few feet away from Hitamashii he starts hurling insults and threats to Hitamashii. When that doesn’t get a response from Hitamashii we watch as The Troll charges toward Hitamashii in the corner. Hitamashii holds onto the ropes and pulls his lower body up then he drives his feet into the face of The Troll. The blow doesn’t knock The Troll down but it does stop him in his tracks. The Troll shakes off the blow and when he recovers he charges Hitamashii in the corner in what appears to be a shoulder block. This time Hitamashii, since he’s still holding onto to the topes in the corner, leaps up and this causes The Troll to run under Hitamashii and he slams into the corner ropes. Hitamashii dives over the top of the bent over Troll and wraps his arms about his large body and rolls The Troll over for a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
The Troll manages to get a shoulder up to stop the pinfall count at two. Referee Dawn Barnes raises two fingers into the air to show it was a two count.
Adams: Hitamashii is starting this match hot. I thought he was going to get a quick win with that pin attempt.
Simone: I know you are sad Hitamashii wasn’t able to end this match quickly but you also have to understand that it isn’t an easy task to pin a wrestler who is around two hundred fifty pounds.
Adams: AROUND two hundred fifty pounds? Are you serious? The Troll has to be over three hundred pounds!
The Troll walks over to Referee Barnes to complain to her of the illegal things Hitamashii just did to try to get a pinfall on him. Referee Barnes informs The Troll that everything Hitamashii did was legal within the rules of the match and she tells The Troll to stop complaining and get into the wrestling of this match. Troll has no other option but to stop complaining and return to the action of the match. The Troll walks over to Hitamashii and extends his hand out in what appears to be a friendly gesture for a handshake. Hitamashii is being cautious since he doesn’t know how desperate The Troll might be.
Adams: I don’t care who your opponent is you never accept a gesture from your opponent for a handshake as that always turns out to be a scam.
Simone: Good grief you’re paranoid!
No sooner does the announcers make their comments that we see Hitamashii try to be nice by extending his hand to shake the hand of The Troll. As Jason Adams predicted The Troll firmly grabs the hand of Hitamashii and pulls him toward himself while kneeing Hitamashii in the stomach. When Hitamashii bends over The Troll lands a few arm blows to the back of Hitamashii. The Troll then steps back and takes a run at Hitamashii but Hitamashii takes the advantage by head-butting The Troll in the stomach. Both wrestlers are now on their knees trying to shake off the pain of the blows and trying to regain their composure.
Simone: Well that was interesting.
Adams: I wonder what will happen next.
Both Hitamashii and The Troll work on getting to their feet and both are moving slowly. The crowd starts to boo and yell out BORING! BORING! as they want a lot of action and they are not getting it right now. As The Troll and Hitamashii continue to work on getting to their feet the fans, totally disrespecting the wrestling, start throwing trash toward the ring. Several items, such as plastic soda cups, cardboard holders for items such as fries or popcorn, and other miscellaneous items, manage to fly over the ropes and land on the mat. Referee Dawn Barnes asks for an announcement over the speaker system to ask the fans to stop throwing items into the ring. The fans don’t comply and there isn’t any way to make them all stop. All Referee Barnes can do is try to kick items out of the ring but more items are coming in than are going out.
Adams: This isn’t something you see much in the United States during wrestling matches.
Simone: I know.
The Troll gets to his feet first, which surprises everyone who expected a more agile and lighter Hitamashii would get to his feet first. While Hitamashii is still pushing himself up using his arms and hands The Troll takes the advantage of stomping on the hands of Hitamashii. As The Troll takes several steps back to try to put an end to Hitamashii in this match the fans rile up and throw a lot more trash items into the ring. Someone in the stands threw many large size Snickers bars toward the ring and several of the large size Snickers bars land on the mat a short distance from the two wrestlers. We watch as The Troll stops his set up to finish off Hitamashii and we watch as The Troll stands there sniffing the air. Then The Troll looks over to his left and he notices several large size Snickers bars on the mat. Now, being totally distracted by food, candy, The Troll dives to the mat and starts ripping the wrappers off the Snickers bars and he starts shoving them in his mouth. Hitamashii has an astonished look on his face as he cannot believe what he is seeing. Not one to leave an opportunity unused Hitamashii pushes the Troll over then he locks in a Figure Four Neck Lock and he has it locked in tightly. Referee Barnes steps in to ask The Troll if he wants to submit but because his mouth is full of Snickers candy bars he cannot respond. Referee Barnes calls for the bell and she orders Hitamashii to release the hold and he does then he stands up and off to the side.
DING DING DING!
Simone: What in the world just happened?
Adams: I’m not one hundred percent sure but I assume since The Troll’s mouth was full of Snickers candy and he wasn’t able to respond to her question if he wishes to submit that Referee Barnes called the match by a submission for Hitamashii rather than to leave The Troll to possibly choke on the candy in his mouth. The way The Troll was distracted by the candy bars reminds me of the dog named DUG in the movie UP where every time he was talking and a squirrel ran by he would get distracted and yell out SQUIRREL!!! and then he would go back to talking to the person he was previously talking to. That distraction cost him this match.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen Referee Dawn Barnes has issued her decision on this match. She has decided since The Troll was unable to respond to her questions due to him having numerous Snickers candy bars in his mouth, that she called the for the bell and her official decision is the winner of this match, by submission, is HITAMASHII!!!
Referee Barnes raises the hand of Hitamashii for the win and when she drops his hand Hitamashii quickly exits the ring and returns into the backstage area. When our attention returns to the ring we see The Troll still gagging on Snickers candy bars that are in his mouth but even with that he is still readying for other Snickers lying on the mat. Referee Barnes calls for several ring attendants to come to the ring and escort The Troll into the backstage area.
Vinnie can be seen backstage taping his wrists, preparing for his match against Ken Davieson, he notices the camera as he waves towards someone on the other side of the locker room as we suddenly see Pete in a butler outfit
Vinnie: Forgive me, I need you to give Pete your ID as he is my butler, my maid and my security guard. I am facing someone of the Saviors and with their past I need some extra protection.
The camera man gives Pete the ID, who nods his head to Vinnie and allows the camera to come in
Vinnie: I am set to face Ken Davieson, a man that is on a bound to challenge Mac Bane for the title. Something that I know that I can beat one day, but until that day comes I will have to do my best to get my point across that I deserve a title shot.
He sighs as he winks at the camera
Vinnie: So now you have my intentions heard, so I have to ask you to leave as I need to prepare for my match
With that the camera walks off as the shot fades
The arrival of one of SCW’s more enigmatic Bombshells is heralded by a rolling wave of noise, as the silhouette of Masque stands at the very top of the rampway. Cloaked in shadow as if even the house lights bolted high up in the rafters of Netaji Stadium would rather look somewhere else, she stands motionless as realisation spreads through the crowd. Murmurs become a full-throated roar. Mostly disapproving, mostly angry.
A few, though … A few seem excited. Welcoming. Deluded.
She steps forward but two figures emerge into the light – the familiar form of SCW’s former World Champion and a self-confessed Dead Man Walking, Matt Knox. His face is unreadable, carved from stone made in his image and not the other way around. He falls into step behind the similarly self-confessed Architect of the Company’s coming Rapture.
Dressed in a flowing, cobalt-coloured summer dress and cardigan which sparkles and glints under the spotlights, she shows little exposed skin except her single remaining god-given hand from the forearm out, the odd flash of ankle and exposed shoulders. Despite this, there are two clear indicators of the fallout from her clash with the current and still World Bombshells’ Champion somewhere in the Western Pacific Ocean two weeks’ ago.
The first is her prosthetic. Usually bone-white, and decorated with intricate swirls of black-sheathed thorns, is a smeared mess of bright red – like the plastic hand has been thrust into a bucket of paint and then raised up to let the droplets run down and together and smear. The second is her pseudo-face.
An ugly, thick crack runs down and across her mask, gouged deep enough to score through the primer and leave a black undertone. There are other marks; gouges scraped across by raking fingernails, divots that levered chunks out and left roughshod craters in the composite. The handiwork of Miss Johnson, with more than a fair share provided by Mercedes Vargas. Where the original finish of the mask is still intact it cracks into spirals and tendrils, flaking away to make a strange mosaic of primer and arctic white topcoat.
Adams: I’d really rather not be here for whatever’s about to happen.
Simone: Makes two of us.
The duo make their way down to the ring but while Knox climbs up the steps and stands on the apron, his companion continues around the edge, her walk slowing to languid steps – each one halting as she extends out a leg and points a high-heeled shoe down towards the concrete. Slowly, methodically, she completes half a circuit of ringside before halting at the announcers’ table.
Masque turns her head, bright blue eyes piercing through uneven cutouts where the gaps have been pulled and torn by desperate, lunging fingertips. She fixed those eyes on Adams.
Simone: Rather you than me.
Adams: What–
Without warning, her red-smeared prosthetic shoots out and cups Jason’s chin in a grip that gets tighter. Uncomfortably tight. She rises up and throws a knee onto the table, shifting forwards until she’s close enough to whisper something into his ear. Then her plastic face pulls back, takes a few moments to hover in front of his, before withdrawing and releasing the stunned announcer.
Adams slumps back.
Simone: Well? What did she say?
Adams: She … Asked me if I knew how peaceful Keira’s baby boy looks when he’s sleeping …
Simone: As in our World Champion’s–
Adams: Yeah. That World Champion. That Keira. That baby boy.
Simone: …
Collecting a microphone from an all-too-willing timekeeper, Masque leaps up to sit on the apron, long legs swinging from side to side as her eyes pan the crowd. Behind and above, Matt Knox leans over the top rope but his thoughts are obviously elsewhere.
Masque: It feels like a crossroads, a choice … Do you feel that too?
The noise from the crowd swells.
Masque: Some thought I would be dispelled like a broken enchantment when Miss Johnson put an end to my much-vaunted streak. Something I have never mentioned, and yet, it became my one defining trait.
She tips her chin up towards the light.
Masque: And yet … Here I am.
The smattering of reaction that breaks with the boos grows a little louder, but no more coordinated.
Masque: Miss Vargas did her best to finish what our World Champion started …
Looking up at the man overhead, the tall woman cocks her head to the side.
Masque: And yet … Here I am. These things are set to try us, challenge us. Break us and see if we have the fortitude and resilience to be put back together. To be reforged. Remade again. Some of us do not. Take my formerly Resplendent Hurricane, Amber Ryan.
The entire arena reverberates with a powerful, rolling rage. Something twitches across Knox’s face but it is gone before ever having a chance to define itself.
Masque: She submitted to me, and all I had to do was keep my word. And I did. I have. This company chose to create the spectacle of a rematch at Violent Conduct. Not me. Despite the foolish, youthful pride of her protege, Miss Blackthorn, I have taken nothing more than a little offence.
She rotates her splattered prosthetic in the air. The plastic fingers writhe in a serpentine-fashion.
Masque: I have kept my promise.
The blonde looks up again, directing her next statement to Knox.
Masque: Do I not always keep my promises, Songbird?
He looks down, but says and does nothing else.
Masque: I took Amber’s body, and I took her soul. There is only one thing left for me to take – her heart. How could I not, when the opportunity is gifted to me?
Leaping down onto the concrete, the Bombshell begins to turn away and back towards the ramp.
Masque: Miss Johnson, we are not finished. Not yet. I have so many more wonderful things to show you. Please, make sure you are well-rested.
She turns back towards Adams at the announcers’ position.
Masque: Sleep tight.
We cut backstage where we see Scott Oliver standing with Bea Barnhart. Bea is in her trademark wrestling attire and the look on her face tells us she is ready to go for this match.
Scott: Thank you for allowing me time to interview you before your match with Georgie Robertson.
Bea: Always my pleasure to be interviewed by you.
Scott: Do you have any concerns going into this match against Georgie? You have to admit the wrestling world and the fans are excited about Georgie Robertson and she has made a name for herself here in Sin City Wrestling.
Bea: Yeah. . .I named her Curious George the Monkey…ha ha ha!!!
Scott: I know. I heard your comments leading up to this match. I think you may have stepped over the line with the Curious George nickname.
Bea: Ooooo. . .did little baby Georgie Robertson have her feelings hurt? Wahhhhhhhh!!! Georgie if you have a problem with me the take it to me in this match. Prove to me you are what you claim you are.
Scott: Will Bill be at ringside to cheer you on?
Bea: What’s with the moronic questions Scott? Bill is not my Manager. Bill does not have a Manager License to be in my corner during my matches. I do have a Manager License and I am legally Bill’s Manager so I have the right to be in his corner during his matches. Can we stick to hard facts instead of speculations Scott?
Scott: Hard facts?
Bea: Yeah. Like Georgie is stepping into the ring bragging and acting the brat and I’m going to spank her ass as you are supposed to do with a spoiled child that throws a tantrum. I get tired of people lying about me, accusing me of stuff, and spreading rumors about me, and to date not a single lie or rumor or accusation or lie has been proven to be true.
Scott: Okay. So what’s your bottom line in this match?
Bea: When the bell rings I’m going all-out in this match. I will not let up on Curious George. . .I mean Georgie Robertson. . .for an instant. She will be on defense the entire match while I will be on offense the entire match. I win. . .Georgie loses…that’s the end result of this match and nobody is going to change that. Please excuse me Scott as I need to get to the staging area to be ready for my entrance. Bye!
Scott: You can get more confident than what Bea just presented.
Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall… introducing first…
The throbbing beat of Adam Lambert’s For your entertainment fills the venue. A body can be seen in shadow as the fans turn towards the entrance. A strobing light flashes behind the body that turns slowly as a spotlight slowly lights up the ramp area and kills the strob to reveal a brunette in a black leather jacket over black tights and staring down into the ring, a slow smirk beginning to cross her lips. Heading to the ring, she stops at the ringstairs and then moves slowly up to the apron and into the ring where she moves towards a corner and leans back against the turnbuckles with one foot on the bottom rope.
Justin: From South London, she is Georgie Robertson.
The smirk returns as she looks at the camera and snaps off a contemptuous salute before pulling off the jacket to reveal a dark halter with silver buckles on it. She turns and once more leans into the corner to await the bell.
Justin: and her opponent.. hailing from Lawrenceville, Georgia… Bea Barnhart…
Hit Me With Your Best Shot by Pat Benatar starts to play and we see Bea Barnhart exit from the backstage area dancing to her entrance music. She is dressed in black leather pants, a white pullover type tee-shirt, and a black leather jacket, which is basically a tough street girl look. As the music continues Bea makes her way down to the ring where she climbs the ring steps then ducks through the ropes into the ring. She plays the crowd for a bit before running across the ring leaping up into the corner then after playing the crowd she jumps down and settles into the corner to wait for the match to start.
The ref moves in and checks both for weapons before indicating for the bell to be rung..
DING DING DING!
Barnhart and Robertson circle the ring, before moving in and they lock up, but Robertson quickly breaks and twists and locks in a wrist lock on Barnhart, before placing an arm on Barnhart’s shoulder to add extra pressure on the wrist lock as they move around the ring. Barnhart shrugs Robertson’s hand from her shoulder and rolls forward before kipping up and counters into a wrist lock of her own before countering into a hammerlock and then into a headlock.
Simone: Nice lock up as Robertson looks to get the upper hand early on Barnhart but Barnhart puts a stop to it and she counters Robertson with a wristlock, hammerlock and then headlock.
Barnhart then takes Robertson down to the mat, but the grounded headlock is only brief as Robertson gets her legs up and round the neck of Barnhart before lashing out with a punch to Barnhart’s arm. Barnhart is forced to release the headlock and Robertson keeps the headscissors in place until Barnhart kicks her legs out and gets free, as Robertson rolls backwards and grabs the ropes as Barnhart gets to her feet and turns to look at Robertson.
Adams: Barnhart takes Robertson down to the mat, but Roberson quickly gets her legs up and around Barnhart’s head and Barnhart is forced to release but the headscissors is brief as Barnhart kicks her legs out and gets free and Robertson moves to the ropes.
Robertson climbs back to her feet, as she and Barnhart circles the ring once more, as they both move towards each other, but Robertson dodges the locks up and grabs Barnhart and drags her down and rolls her up for a pin…
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Simone: Robertson drags Barnhart down to the mat and tries for a surprise pin but only get a two count…
Barnhart kicks out, as she and Robertson get back to their feet as Robertson rushes Barnhart, but this time Barnhart ducks and grabs Robertson and drags her down to the mat into a pin…
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Adams: Another pin attempt this time by Barnhart, but Robertson kicks out.
Robertson kicks out, as they both climb quickly to their feet as Robertson charges at Barnhart, but Barnhart is ready for her and ducks and grabs Robertson’s leg and pull it out from underneath of her and goes for a pin…
ONE!
KICKOUT!
Robertson kicks out, as Barnhart quick rises back to her feet but Robertson says on her knees and as Barnhart turns and rushes Robertson, Robertson swipes the legs out from underneath Barnhart, and she goes for a pin…
ONE!
KICKOUT!
Simone: Two more pin attempts with Robertson kicking out and Barnhart kicking out.
Barnhart kicks out, as Robertson climbs to her feet and Barnhart kips herself up and they come face to face as Robertson tries to intimidate Barnhart, but she doesn’t blink. They stare at each other for a moment, as Barnhart adjusts her hair, while Robertson contemplates her next move and glares at Barnhart, who brags a little, but Robertson responds with a boot to the stomach, as Barnhart stumbles away holding her stomach, as Robertson smirks and turns and move towards Barnhart, who us leaning up against the ropes. Pulling her up, Robertson hits a hard forearm shot on Barnhart, she then grabs one of Barnhart arms and drapes it over the ropes and then hits a chop.
Adams: They both get back to their feet and come face to face. Nice end to that little segment, as Barnhart gets a little too confident and is met with a boot to the stomach before approaching her and grabs her and hits a forearm shot and then a chop to the chest.
Barnhart holds her chest, but she can’t take the moment to recover as Robertson grabs her hand and then goes to whip her across the ring, however, Barnhart counters and sends Robertson into the ropes, as Robertson hits the ropes, Barnhart drops down and Robertson leaps over her and bounces off the ropes opposite, as Barnhart makes her way to her feet and as Robertson comes back, Barnhart leaps over her. Robertson turns and grabs Barnhart around the waist, but Barnhart quickly slips free and counters and shoves Robertson forward into the ropes and as Robertson comes back over, she leaps across the back of Barnhart and then hits an arm drag.
Simone: Fun little segment of moves there with neither getting the upper hand until Robertson rolls across the back of Barnhart before hitting an arm drag.
Sending Barnhart across the ring, she gets to her feet a little disorientated, as Robertson watches and stalks her and then rushes forward and grabs Barnhart, where she bounces off the middle rope and hits another arm drag. Barnhart is back to her feet, as Robertson charges at her but Barnhart sidesteps her and Robertson bounces off the ropes and as she comes back she hits a head scissors take down, which sends Barnhart across the ring, and she bails from the ring.
Adams: Neither with the upper hand in this match, but Robertson gets a hint of it as she hits a headscissors take down and Barnhart bails from the ring.
Outside the ring, Barnhart stumbles up against the barriers as Robertson gets to her feet and looks to see, where Barnhart is. Robertson climbs from the ring out of sight from Barnhart and moves around the ring but Barnhart spots her and she runs and Robertson chases after her and Barnhart slides into the ring and Robertson follows but Barnhart leaps on her with an elbow drop across her back, which stops Robertson. Barnhart keeps Robertson in place, and she gets to her feet but drops down with a knee shot to the back and she does this a few more times before climbing to her feet and stomps on Robertson across her back as Robertson covers herself up the best she can.
Simone: Robertson climbs out of the ring, but Barnhart just runs, and they do a lap before Barnhart gets back into the ring and as Robertson follows, Barnhart pounces and stops Robertson with a elbow drop to the back.
Adams: Good plan from Barnhart there.
Barnhart stops as she grabs Robertson and pulls her up and hits the Bea Bulldog before rolling Robertson over and goes for a pin…
ONE!
TWO!
TH…KICKOUT!
Barnhart shakes her head as she argues with the ref before trying again…
Adams: Barnhart follows up with some stomps and then a bulldog and then a cover, but Robertson just kicks out.
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Barnhart slaps the mat, as she climbs to feet and grabs Robertson, where she drags her up to her feet and whips her across the ring into the corner. Barnhart rushes in as she looks for a clothesline, but Robertson get an elbow up and she hits it and stumbles back holding her face and she looks up at Robertson and rushes in again and Robertson side steps and hits drop toe hold, which sends Barnhart face first into the middle turnbuckle.
Simone: Another kickout, which frustrated Barnhart and she climbs to her feet and grabs Robertson and sends her across the ring. However, that frustration is certainly her down fall, as she tries for a clothesline and is met with a high elbow. She tries again and she sent face first into the middle turnbuckle.
Robertson crawls away unable to capitalise for the time being as Barnhart lays on middle turnbuckle stunned. Robertson moves to the ropes and pulls herself up, as she checks her face before giving her back a little stretch. She turns and moves towards Barnhart, where she grabs her by the hair and pulls her up and then hits a STO into the middle turnbuckle again. Robertson climbs back to her feet and she pulls Barnhart from the ropes once more and pulls her up, where she shoves her hard into the corner, where she hits the One and Done (Corner knee into corner DDT).
Adams: That drop toe hold into the turnbuckle has finished Barnhart, she can’t come back from it and Robertson knows this and smells blood.
Simone: Robertson is making a statement that she isn’t easily intimidated with anyone who she comes face to face with.
She then goes for a cover…
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Simone: One and Done… and Barnhart is done.
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of this match via pinfall…. Georgie Robertson.
Robertson pushes Barnhart away and she climbs to her feet, as the ref raises her arm in victory and her music hits over the p.a.
A video package slowly begins playing on the large tron as the crowd is murmuring amongst themselves.
Sebastian Mercer: Excuse me!
A voice rings out as another video appears on the screen. A group of five individuals are standing behind him.
Sebastian Mercer: I am so happy that we can interrupt you morons here in India. My name is Sebastian Mercer and I am the man behind the most underrated wrestler here in SCW.
The camera zooms out a little too show Char Kwan standing behind him with her two friends and a large individual behind them.
Sebastian Mercer: This is a warning to anyone who stands in our way. We will leave broken bodies in our wake. The Kwan Empire will rise.
He smiles as the video goes to black as Char Kwan holds up her softball bat towards the camera.
The scene opens backstage where we see Ariana Angelos walking through the hallways, the young Bombshell is clearly on cloud nine following her win over Alicia Lukas the previous week.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ari, I was hoping to catch up with you last week after your win but you were busy.
Ariana looks up and sees Ms. Rocky Mountains waiting for her before she grins sheepishly and turns to the interviewer.
Ariana: Sorry, between Carter’s busted lip and everything that happened with Krystal and Jessie, things were pretty hectic last week.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: I can imagine, but what were your thoughts after your win?
Ariana: I mean, u had to resist the urge to laugh in the face of a certain someone who thought that that was my first ever match against Alicia, but aside from that?
Ariana asks before she grins broadly.
Ariana: I was ecstatic! That was easily the biggest win of my career to date and I can’t wait to see what happens next! Even if it’s a tie breaker with Alicia!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Speaking off, it’s been a recurring trend that Bombshells who get wins over Alicia go on to get title shots, it happened with Mercedes and it happened with Diamond, yet you said you didn’t want such treatment in your promo?
Ariana: And that opinion hasn’t changed! I’m not saying I’d complain about getting such a shot after beating Alicia but it’s like I said, I’d rather earn such shots in official contenders matches rather than get them because I pinned a former World Bombshell Champion.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Do you think Krystal’s title shot against Kayla tonight was meant for you before the bosses remembered your comments?
Ariana: I’ll admit, it’s a heck of a coincidence, but I doubt it, they probably had that match in mind before I pinned Alicia!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: One last thing, you said on Twitter that you’d love a match against Candy?
Ariana: Why not? Candy’s been in the business longer than me, we wrestle similar styles, we’re kinda of the same level as far as our bubbliness is concerned, I think we could put on a great match!
Ariana responds before pausing.
Ariana: Is bubbliness a word?
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Apparently it is! Though I’m surprised you didn’t want a match with Crystal Hilton.
A disgusted look creeps onto Ariana’s otherwise lovely face.
Ariana: Wrestle a woman who openly calls herself “T-Will’s Baby Momma”?! Even if she was still employed, I’d rather eat dog poop! Is that everything? I want to catch up with Krystal? As in the Australian one who’s still employed by SCW and is challenging for the Bombshell Internet Title tonight!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: I had a feeling that was who you meant, go ahead!
Ariana walks off as the scene fades.
Jasmine St. John steps into the ring as the introductions for the next match are set to begin!
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is scheduled for one fall to a finish!
Roc Boys by Jay Z begins to blast all across the speaker system and as it does Todd Williams along with his wife Hope emerge from behind the curtain to the sound of loud boos. Todd cracks a very wicked grin as he grabs his wife and gives her a long sloppy kiss to even more boos.
Justin: Accompanied by Hope! From the Bronx, New York! Weighing two hundred and ten pounds – Todd Williams!
He slowly walks down to the ring hand and hand with his wife. He stops at the ring and she slowly walks up the steps and into the ring. She stands by the turnbuckles and spreads her legs open. He slides through the bottom of the ropes underneath her legs and into the ring. He dips her down and kisses Hope again before he flips off the booing crowds.
Simone: Hunh, classy!
Adams: Todd Williams has as much class as an empty school. Why did Christian have to keep him around after firing his ‘baby mama’?
Simone: Torment, I reckon.
Justin: And his opponent…!
Gold stars start to flash around the stage entrance as the arena lights start to drop out and a voice is heard saying "Do you wanna get rocked?" The name Alex Rush appears on the screen and the fans instantly burst into cheers as Def Leppards "Let's Get Rocked" blasts through the speakers.
Justin: From Westminister, London, England, weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds, he is Alex Rush!
Smoke appears at the top of the ramp as a spotlight hits the entrance way to see the back of a long haired man with one hand in the air holding up the devil horns sign. He turns around to more cheers as the spotlight shines on the face of Alex Rush! A line of security is seen either side of him as the lights brighten to show fans "held back" by security at the top of the ramp. Alex is wearing black leather pants with a red stripe down either side, a white shirt with the devil horns hand sign on in a faded gray color. Around his wrist, a multi coloured scarf is tied. He looks to the held back fans and waves a hand at them in a presidential fashion before making his way down to the ringside area. Alex steps up the steps and through the middle and top rope and into the center of the ring, his arms in the air with the devil horns sign as gold sparks fall from the roof. Alex reaches down, removing his shirt and throws it to the crowd.
Simone: Very few people can work a crowd the way Alex Rush can! The energy he brings out to the ring is infectious – Jason Adams! Stop headbanging and get down off the table!
Jason climbs down and flops back in his desk chair.
Adams: Buzz kill!
Jasmine is talking to both competitors in the center of the ring. She then sends both back to their corners but the moment Alex turns his back and begins his trek to his corner, Todd races up behind him and attacks, driving his head into the turnbuckle!
DING DING DING!
Adams: Todd is getting a fast start!
Simone: Because the man is incapable of a fair fight!
Todd grabs the surprised Alex Rush and hurls him into the neutral corner and comes charging in but Alex brings up both feet at the last split second and Todd runs right into the boots face-first and hits his back! Alex quickly brings Todd up to his feet and sends him racing into the ropes where Rush somersaults over and headbutts him right in the ol’ breadbasket! Todd staggers around the ring, holding his stomach as the wind is knocked out of him and he turns right around into a bell clap right to the ears from Alex!
Adams: I haven’t seen a bell clap in YEARS!
Simone: Alex Rush has to be the most unorthodox wrestler EVER in SCW!
Todd falls against the ropes, holding his ears and Alex has fun at his expense by doing the ‘Naomi kicks’ right into his backside! Left! Right! Left! Right! Left! Right! Alex grabs him by the arm and sends him into the ropes again but this time Todd puts on the brakes and ducks outside, rolling beneath the bottom rope and to the outside!
Simone: Typical Todd Williams tactics right there! The guy is a flaming coward!
Adams: Any time anyone gets any offense going against him, he bails!
Simone: And of course, there’s the ‘stand by your man’ wife!
Indeed as Hope has rushes over to her husband’s side and is using a hand towel to wipe his brow and gently massage his shoulders in a show of solidarity for her hubby. Right up until Alex leans over the ropes and grabs two BIG handfuls of Todd’s hair!
Simone: Looks like those cheap tactics won’t work with Alex!
Adams: He’s not finished having fun yet!
Hope shrieks in dismay and cries foul as Alex drags Todd right up onto the apron and then literally over the ropes, hanging him horizontally over the ropes by the hair and feet as Jasmine counts!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
And Alex just lets go, causing Todd to drop to the hard mat on the back of his head!
Adams: Hahahahaha!
Alex quickly goes for the cover!
ONE!
But Todd immediately shoots his shoulder up!
Todd fights his way to his feet but Alex grabs him into a side headlock, wrestling control back into his favor. Todd then tries to use the ropes to send Alex off into the ropes but Alex keeps a handful of Todd’s hair and yoinks him right back into the headlock, much to Hope’s screaming foul and the crowd’s laughing delight! Jasmine jumps right in and questions Alex’s tactics to which – he nods! Jasmine then orders the break!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
And Alex complies, letting go of the hold and Todd bails out of the ring AGAIN!
Simone: I think Alex Rush goes down in history as the first person to ever admit to a hair pull!
Todd is bellowing at Jasmine from the outside, holding his scalp and pointing in at the offending party, Alex himself, while Hope massages his poor scalp! Meanwhile, Alex is making a funny face while he works to pick strands of Todd’s hair from his fingers. That is when Hope climbs up on ringside, working on distracting Alex while Jasmine orders her down! Alex falls for it and approaches her when the crafty Todd Williams slips into the ring behind and rushes - but Alex spots him coming from out of the corner of his eye and jumps out of the way, pulling Jasmine with him to avoid the crash and…!
Adams: Look out!
But Todd stops just before he runs into his own wife! The married couple embrace and Todd soothes her much to the disdain of the fans when suddenly Alex rolls him up from behind!
ONE!
TWO!
TH-Kick out by Todd!
Simone: Alex almost had him!
Adams: I would have given ANYTHING…!
Todd tries to head for higher ground by escaping through the ropes and Alex makes a move for him when Todd grabs him by the hai and drops from the apron to the floor, slingshotting Rush’s throat over the top rope and knocking him back to the mat!
Simone: And that was all it took for Todd Williams to gain the advantage!
The crowd boos as Todd laughs at them and taps a finger to his head to show everyone how smart he is! Todd then drags Alex the rest of the way out of the ring and sends him crashing back against the steel barricade surrounding the ringside area! Alex staggers forward, back arched and Todd DDTs him right on the ringside floor!
Simone: God… a DDT on the floor!
Adams: And that padding doesn’t offer THAT much comfort!
Todd drags Alex up as Jasmine reaches the count of seven and rolls Rush back inside of the ring and follows him in and makes a lazy cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THR-Alex kicks out!
Adams: he-he kicked out!? After a DDT on the floor!?
Simone: I admit I thought for certain Todd had this one after that barbaric maneuver!
Adams: So did Todd, apparently!
Todd is right on his feet, in Jasmine’s face, arguing with her over what he perceives as a slow count!
Adams: Careful, Todd! That’s the same referee that knocked your baby mama on her butt!
Todd sticks a finger in Jasmine’s face but she swats it aside and gives as good as she gets, yelling right back at the fuming Todd Williams! Todd turns away from her and he begins to stomp the living hell out of Alex! Todd then drags him back to his feet and shoves Rush back into the corner where he assaults him with a number of fists and then a European uppercut! Todd Irish whips Alex into the far corner where he comes racing in with a flying forearm! Alex staggers out as Hope applauds her husband with a smug smile and Todd brings him over with a belly to belly suplex! Todd with the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Todd pulls him up, breaking the count! The crowd BOOS!
Adams: He might have had the pin and he breaks it!?
Simone: That is arrogance!
Jasmine reprimands him for breaking the count but Todd mocks the official by pretending to yawn under her directive. Todd drags Alex up and deposits him on the mat with a heavy scoop slam. Todd then jumps into the ropes for a slingshot somersault senton - but Alex brings both knees up and Todd lands right on them! The crowd cheers as Hope covers her mouth with both hands, eyes wide!
Simone: I knew it! Todd breaking the count like that has come back to bite him right in the…
Adams: Language, Bel!
Todd rolls over and staggers to his feet as Alex struggles to regain his own vertical base! Todd comes up and swings a right handed fist but Alex blocks it and Alex begins peppering Todd with stiff rights of his own, dancing a little jig and then he goes for a discus clothesline but Todd quickly jumps up and catches him in a Crucifix!
ONE!
TWO!
Alex kicks out!
Both men are up and Todd lunges at him for a high boot but Alex ducks and Todd lands crotch-first on the top rope! The crowd laughs as Todd’s eyes are as wide open as his mouth!
Adams: There goes any romantic plans for Hope later!
And Alex grabs the top rope and he begins to bounce Todd up and down!
Simone: Especially now!
Finally Todd is sent FLYING off of the top rope and Alex delivers an inverted atomic drop! Todd holds himself, jumping up and down in agony! Alex then jumps on the back of Todd, locking in…
Adams: Choke On This Wad!
Simone: I beg your pardon!?
Adams: That’s the name of that hold … I SWEAR!
Alex tries to get Todd off of his feet, giving him a wet willy and a noogie when Hope reaches into the ring - and trips her husband, pulling his leg out from under him! This causes him to fall – on top of Alex who is beneath him! Hope then grabs Alex’s feet as Jasmine counts…
Adams: Jasmine! No!
Simone: She can’t see Hope!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Adams: DAMN! Damn damn damn!
Justin: Here is your winner! TODD! WILLIAMS!
Todd rolls right out of the ring as Hope jumps into his arms, locking lips and raising her husband’s arm in victory! The pair point into the ring and laugh as Alex sits up, wondering what just happened!
SINGLES MATCH
Helluva Bottom Carter vs Todd Williams
The scene opens up backstage where we see Jessie Salco walking through the hallway heading towards the gorilla position.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Jessie?
Jessie stops when she realizes that Ms. Rocky Mountains has been waiting for a chance to interview her.
Jessie: Can this wait? I’m scheduled to head out there!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: I know but I was hoping to get your thoughts on last week’s Roulette Title Match between you and Melissa?
Jessie: That is something I’ll be addressing out there!
Jessie says as she motions towards the hallway leading to the gorilla position and by extension, the ringside area.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Okay but are you worried about any potential payback from Melissa after you humiliated her last week?
Jessie: We’ve been here for most of the day, either she’s biding her time or she’s gotten over it! Besides, it’s hard to miss someone with that hairdo!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Any thoughts on the fact that Melissa’s next challenger hasn’t been announced?
Jessie: Sorry Rocky but you’re not getting the exclusive scoop on that, you’ll have to wait until I’m out there to get my thoughts on that! Speaking off!
Jessie walks off without another word as the scene fades.
The arena cuts to black as the slow guitar intro of "Blood Lightning" by Lutharo is heard over the PA System, right as the song launches into the opening guitar solo the lights start to flash across the arena before a single spotlight shines on Jessie headbanging to the song.
Simone: Last week’s Main Event between Jessie and Melissa for the Bombshell Roulette Title could’ve gone either way, but in the end Melissa’s reign survived its first defense!
Adams: Jessie said that she was going to talk about that title match tonight and I guess the time has come!
Jessie poses at the top of the ramp just as the clean vocals of Krista is heard over the PA before she makes her way down the ramp, Jessie rolls into the ring and takes a mic from a stagehand as Blood Lightning fades out.
Jessie: It’s not often that I admit this, especially when it comes to title matches such as the one between me and Melissa that served as last week’s Main Event.
Jessie states as she paces around the ring.
Jessie: I was wrong!
Jessie states plainly earning a confused murmur from the crowd in Kolkata.
Jessie: I went into that Leather Strap Match expecting Melissa to fall into the same trap that so many other wrestlers before her have, to fail at the first title defense, I should know how that feels because out of my eight title reigns, I can only think of one that made it past the first defense, trust me I’m still frustrated over that fact! But no, Melissa managed to hit me with the Shade of Black meaning that she’s still walking into Violent Conduct VIII as the Bombshell Roulette Champion!
Jessie adds before shaking her head.
Jessie: But I’ve noticed something odd, that the bosses have yet to announce Melissa’s next challenger.
Simone: She’s right, they’ve had all week but Melissa’s next challenger has gone unannounced.
Adams: I guess the situation with Crystal Hilton took priority!
Jessie: Now I’m not out here saying that I should get another shot……
Suddenly Jessie gets cut off by Slipknot’s “Unsainted” hits as the current Internet champion Goth walks out to the entrance way while holding a microphone.
Adams: That isn’t Melissa, that is Goth!!
Goth walks towards the ring, he stops halfway the entrance way as he looks around the arena before placing the microphone to his mouth.
Goth: Forgive me Jessie, but I have had a talk with Melissa. And well, she isn’t crazy about the idea of facing you at Violent Conduct VII for her second title defense.
We can see Jessie staring down at the Hall Of Famer and Internet champion as Goth smirks, Jessie yells some choice words while Goth shrugs his shoulders
Goth: Don’t complain with me Jessie, complain with her….
Goth points towards Jessie when suddenly
Simone: THAT’S MELISSA!!!!
Adams: Its a trap!!!!
Melissa suddenly spins Jessie around and drops her hard with a thunderous Spinebuster, causing Jessie’s head to bounce off the canvas with authority. Melissa immediately sits on top of her like Jessie did last week backstage and starts to drop heavy forearm shots to Jessie’s face as she tries to cover up her face.
Simone: Damnit!! Please, someone get that mad woman off of her!!!
Melissa finally gets up, grabs the hair of Jessie as she pulls her up to her feet and whips her into the ropes and goes for a clothesline, but Jessie ducks and runs to the other side of the ring. When she comes off the ropes she gets nailed by a big time kick in the midsection. Melissa pulls Jessie’s face up and then sets her up.
Adams: EAT DEFEAT!!!!!
Melissa stands over Jessie as we see Goth applaud her for the attack while the crowd is booing the Bombshell Roulette champion. Melissa looks over her shoulder towards Goth and smiles, seeing him nod his head as that leads her to turn her attention back to Jessie’s seemingly lifeless body.
Simone: What is this woman going to do next?? And where are the officials or other wrestlers to stop this??
Melissa pulls Jessie back up to her feet and stares at her with a sinister look on her face.
Melissa: You wanted my answer didn’t you Jessie?? Well here you got my answer.
Melissa then hits her Shade Of Black that drops Jessie down, Melissa leans down and smiles
Melissa: Get back in the line Jessie, because I am not waiting for seconds, in fact, I’m about to ensure that you never challenge for a title again!
Melissa rolls out of the ring and grabs a chair from the timekeeper, she returns to the ring and proceeds to wrap it around Jessie’s neck before heading to the top rope!
Simone: Someone stop this! Melissa’s trying to end Jessie’s career!
Fortunately for Jessie the cavalry arrives in the form of Ariana Angelos and Krystal Wolfe! The two Go Gym Graduates rush past Goth before he even knows what’s happening and get in between Melissa and Jessie.
Melissa: Get the hell out of my way!
Ariana: We’re not about to let you cripple Jessie!
Krystal: You can’t take on both of us! Leave, now!
Goth rushes over to his fiance’s side and instructs her to leave, Melissa hops off the top rope as Krystal removes the chair from Jessie’s throat.
Melissa: Fine, but here’s a Parting Gift!
MELISSA DROPS ARIANA WITH THE SHADE OF BLACK! Ariana goes out like a light and Melissa leaves the ring before Krystal can pounce on her, Jessie grabs the mic she dropped at the start of the attack and though in pain Jessie manages to get out these words.
Jessie: Wrong move Melissa, you just made me more determined than ever to take that title from you!
Jessie yells into the mic and Melissa yells some choice words as she retreats up the ramp with Goth.
Jessie: And Goth? Get your own theme song, you son of a bitch!
With that Goth and Melissa retreat up the ramp whilst Krystal checks on her friends.
Justin: The following contest 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 walks through the entranceway and makes her way to the ring, slapping hands along the way as the crowd cheers her on.
Justin: Currently in the ring, standing in at 5’10 and weighing in at 125 pounds!! Hailing from Los Angeles, California!! Seleana Zdunich!!!
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 125 pounds, MERCEEEEEDEEEES VAAAARGAAAAS!
Cheers, boos and catcalls soon greet her. Oblivious and yet satisfied with their reaction for several seconds, she flips her long hair, then makes her way to the ring. As she goes up the steps and walks to the end of the ring apron, she climbs to the turnbuckle, then turns her head back as the camera shows her determined expression-perhaps a message that her opponent will be in for a tough fight. Mercedes vaults into the ring and walks over to the opposite corner where she relaxes along the corner ropes while staring down her opponent.
DING DING DING!
The match has begun as Mercedes immediately charges in on Seleana Zdunich, the two Bombshells are tangling with each other as the larger Seleana Zdunich manages to push Mercedes into the corner and executes a knife edge chop to the chest. She then follows it up by whipping Mercedes Vargas into the opposite corner before charging into the corner for a running clothesline that drops Mercedes down to the bottom turnbuckle. Seleana grabs her legs, setting Mercedes up for a Slingshot as the throat of Mercedes comes in contact with the turnbuckles before Seleana drags her away from the corner and goes for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Mercedes places her hand on the bottom rope, forcing Dawn to stop her three count at the count of two. Seleana grabs Mercedes by the arm and pulls her up to her feet. Locking her for a Bulldog, aiming to drop her to the canvas but Mercedes manages to use Seleana’s momentum against her, pushing Seleana away from her on the moment that Seleana aims to drop Mercedes with the Bulldog Headlock. Causing Seleana to land on the canvas on her backside, gasping for air as Mercedes takes advantage of the situation as she runs to the ropes. There she comes off the ropes and hits a dropkick to the face as that sends Seleana down on her back before going for a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Seleana kicks out, sitting upwards as her hand goes towards her backside, having a painful look on her face as Mercedes runs to the ropes once again.
Adams: I think that Seleana landed awkwardly Belinda
Simone: Let us just hope that her funny bone hasn’t broken!!
Mercedes charges in towards Seleana, jumps forward as she grabs the back of her head and rolls through. The impact of the move causes Seleana’s head to snap backwards and hit the canvas. She slowly sits up as Mercedes has already gotten back to her feet and locks her in a front face lock before pulling Seleana up to her feet. Setting her up for a Snap Suplex, only to have Seleana block the move by putting her leg along the back of Mercedes right leg. Mercedes blasts the back of Seleana Zdunich before going for another attempt, but again it is Seleana that blocks it by pushing her leg around that of Mercedes. She then follows it up by delivering the same move upon the two-time Hall Of Famer and drops her hard on the canvas. Seleana rolls through and hooks the legs of Mercedes and goes for another cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Mercedes kicks out, Seleana gets up and grabs Mercedes by the legs and sets her up for a Boston Crab. Turning the veteran around and sits down deep, forcing Mercedes to try to break the hold or merely tap out to the pain.
Simone: Interesting how Mercedes is capable of getting out of this predicament!!
Mercedes is crawling over towards the ropes, only inches away as she extends her arm even more. Only to have Seleana sense the situation as she gets up and drags Mercedes to the middle of the ring and sets down deep on the lower back. This causes Mercedes to push her upper body off the canvas, trying to take away some of the pressure that is being placed upon her lower back. She is crawling towards the ropes, attempting to get back into hand reach of the ropes, but still is unable to do so. Forcing herself now to turn her attention towards the back of Seleana’s legs as she suddenly drives elbow shots into the back ofSelean’s knee. Forcing it to buckle and the move loosens. Mercedes manages to escape the hold that Seleana had put on her.
Adams: That was a tactical way to escape the hold
Simone: Indeed Jason, but now lets see how much damage the lower back of Mercedes Vargas has endured!!
Mercedes slowly gets to her feet, grabbing the hair of Seleana before bashing the head into the canvas before rubbing the face from left to right on the canvas floor
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Dawn had started to use her five count because of the illegal tactics, causing Mercedes to break it at the count of four. Confidently smiling as she attempts to wrap her legs around the throat of Seleana Zdunich in an attempt to make Seleana submit or pass out. Seleana grabs the legs, trying to ease the grip that Mercedes has on her head with the legs but is unable to do so. Dawn is checking in on Seleana as to see if she can continue or will pass out. Seleana starts to move her body, in the hope to somehow free herself from the tight grip. Finally managing to get herself into a kneeling position before pushing her head out of the grip that Mercedes has as she pushes her body forward on a roll and gets on top of Mercedes and wraps her arm around the head of Mercedes for a side headlock
Adams: That was an interesting counter out of that head scissors that Mercedes has put on her
Mercedes drives a few forearm shots to the ribs of Seleana as she pushes Seleana into the ropes before going for a small package. Only to have Seleana use Mercedes her momentum against her and reverses the small package into a pinning position of her own.
ONE!
TWO!
Mercedes kicks out, both women get to their feet and both clothesline each other at the same time. Dawn checks on both women before starting to use a ten count
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Both women slowly stir as Dawn continues to count
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
Mercedes gets herself up to her feet by using the ropes and pull herself up, turning her attention towards Seleana and charges in on her with a handstand into a back elbow into Seleana who has gotten to her feet as well in the corner. But Seleana manages to catch Mercedes, by the head before setting her up in a Bulldog Headlock and charges to the middle of the ring and drops Mercedes with the Bulldog
Simone: She has caught Mercedes off guard!!!
Adams: That’s true, but now she has to follow it up!!!
Seleana slowly crawls over towards Mercedes, places an arm across her chest for the three count
ONE!
TWO!
THRE…
Mercedes once again manages to get her shoulder off the canvas at the final moment, causing Seleana lift her head up in disbelief. Confident that she would have beaten Mercedes with the Bulldog as she shakes her head in frustration
Simone: It is not time to get frustrated now!!!
Adams: Concentrate Seleana, because Mercedes can strike at any moment!!
Seleana gets up, runs the ropes and goes for a Moonsault off the ropes, Mercedes rolls away with the intention to have Seleana crash on the canvas. But Seleana manages to land on her feet. Watching Mercedes getting to her feet with a confident look on her face, talking trash to the fans not beknown that Seleana is behind her. Seleana spins her around, kicks Mercedes in the stomach and then delivers another Bulldog Headlock before following it up with running the roeps for another Moonsault and comes crashing down on top of Mercedes Vargas and goes for a three count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match by pinfall!! Seleana Zdunich!!
Seleana’s music hits as she rolls off of Mercedes Vargas and gets her hand raised by Dawn.
Simone: Seleana has beat a Hall of Fame legend in Mercedes Vargas!!!
Adams: She sure has done so!! I expect that this will propel her for a future title match!!!
BOMBSHELL ROULETTE CHAMPIONSHIP - TRIPLE THREAT
Melissa © vs Ariana Angelos vs Georgie Robertson
There is crackling heard and a sudden pop before a blank screen is shown and the house lights in the arena go down. A voice is heard, deep but a whisper.
This is what I brought you
This you can keep
This is what I brought
You may forget me
I promise to depart just promise one thing
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep
This is what I brought you
This you can keep
This is what I brought you
You may forget me
I promise you my heart just promise to sing
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep
This is what I thought
I thought you'd need me
This is what I thought so think me naive
I'd promise you a heart you'd promise to keep
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep
Kiss my eyes and lay me to...
Sleep
And with that the lights come back up as if nothing happened..
The scene opens backstage following the attack on Jessie by Melissa where we see Krystal Wolfe pacing outside the medic’s office.
Jessie: So, how is she?
Krystal turns to see Jessie walking up, clearly bruised from her attacked from Melissa.
Krystal: Ari? She’s fine, not the first time she’s taken a kick from Melissa, off course it was the first time that led to her title reign.
Krystal adds before letting out a deep breath.
Krystal: Look, that had nothing to do with what transpired between us last week! As pissed off as I was at you for that comparison, I wasn’t about to sit by and watch a fellow wrestler be potentially crippled! Ari met me on the way to the gorilla position because she had the same idea.
Jessie: I figured as much! But I was hoping to get a chance to say this.
Jessie says as she steps towards the Australian Bombshell.
Jessie: I know what I said was so fucked up that it wasn’t even funny, by all rights I should’ve been in no condition to compete in the Main Event because you beat the shit out of me but you showed a lot more restraint than most people would’ve in your position! But I’ve been regretting my choice of words all week and I wanted a chance to apologise.
Jessie says as she extends a hand to Krystal for a handshake and the Aussie hesitates.
Krystal: You realize that I could just tell you to fuck off, right? Hell, any child abuse survivor in my shoes would absolutely do that!
Jessie: I understand that, but I saw that conversation you had with Ari last week, you clearly regretted letting it go that far!
Krystal: Did I? I thought you weren’t a mind reader?
Krystal scoffs before accepting the handshake with a firm grip.
Krystal: Apology accepted!
Krystal says before pulling the shorter Bombshell in close to the point where Krystal and Jessie are practically nose to nose.
Krystal: But make no mistake, if you EVER make that comparison again then our friendship is fucking over! That monster who dared call himself my dad left me with scars that will be with me for the rest of my life, physical and emotional! I won’t allow anyone, no matter how long they’ve been in this fucking business, compare their career to my childhood! Am I fucking clear?
Jessie: Clear as day!
Krystal stares Jessie down before letting go off her hand and Jessie backs off giving her aching hand a shake in the process.
Jessie: Good luck against Kayla tonight!
Krystal: You worry about your stuff with Melissa, I’ll worry about my stuff with trying to get back in the title picture!
Krystal responds dismissively and Jessie walks off as the scene fades.
Justin Decent: The following match is scheduled for one fall….introducing first…
The lights in the arena go down and the sounds of organs fill the arena. After few moments, the first guitar rifts of Deep Purple's "Bad Attitude" fill the arena and the house lights come up and "Godly" Ken Davison stands at the top of the entrance ramp with his arms extended. The arena fills with boos, but Davison soaks them in as though they were the adulation of the masses and he was a returning war hero.
Davison marches down to thing right with a sense of self righteous pomposity. He ignores the crowd, taking the most direct path to the ring steps, pausing to wipe his boots before getting in the ring. He stands in the center of the ring with his arms extended as the music cuts out..
Justin Decent: Standing 5’10 and weighing in at 219 pounds from Baltimore Mayland…..GODLY Ken DAVISSSSON
The crowd is in anticipation of the arrival of the next wrestler as the lights go out and a band of 6 Mariachi players come out to the arena all playing a guitar. They start to play Cancion del Mariachi as all of them start to sing while walking down the rampway. Halfway they stop and three walk to the left and the other three to the right as they stand face to face before Senor Vinnie walk out to the arena. He is sporting expensive sunglasses and a sweater around his neck and carrying an atomizer. He sprays some of his cologne in the air and sniffs it up as if not wanting to smell the foul air around him. He stops as we see Bea Barnhart walk out to accompany him to the ring before the two continue their strut.
Justin Decent: Coming down the aisle accompanied by Bea Barnhart!! Standing in at 6’8 and weighing in at 280 pounds!! Hailing from Tijuana, Mexico!! Senor Vinnie!!!!
Vinnie and Bea walk to the ring as Vinnie holds the rope open for her as she steps through. He then steps through the ropes himself and hands her the cologne that he carries with him before posing a few moments before/staring down his opponent
DING DING DING!
The two men stare across the ring at one another. The crowd confused as to who they like or rather dislike more. Ken moves around Vinnie who keeps his eyes trained on the smaller man, smart enough to know not to underestimate Ken a ring veteran much like him. They come close to one another and we see the size difference between them. Vinnie towering over Ken by almost a whole foot. Vinnie smirks and offers a greco roman knuckle lock holding his hand all the way up. Ken shakes his his and chuckles mouthing “cute” before stepping back. He circles around Vinnie and then steps forward, Vinnie lunges to grab Ken, but Ken ducks down under him hitting the ropes behind him, Vinnie steps sideways and throws his elbow back, Ken ducks again, hits the opposite ropes and then leaps up hitting a dropkick right to Vinnies left knee. Vinnie stumbles and drops down, Ken turns and blasts Vinnie in the face with a Yakuza kick, Vinnie goes down and holds his face as Ken stares down at him with a slow shake of his head, almost admonishing Vinnie for being so slow and plodding. Vinnie sneers and pushes up, Ken goes back on the attack hitting hard kicks to Vinnie chest, round kikc after round kick connecting and sounding like a baseball bat slamming into a 2X4. Vinnie though is able to catch Kens leg with his left arm and hit an overhand chop with his right hand right against the chest of Ken sending him down after the echo from the shot reverberates through the arena causing the great indian fans to audibly “ooo”
Adams: And after a hot start to this one with Ken Davison showing us why he is one of the best professional wrestlers and veterans in the sport today Vinnie just shook his soul with one shot.
Simone: I have to tell you, I don’t fancy being on the end of any strikes or submissions from an expert like Ken, but technique can be learned and taught, power though, the kind of power Vinnie has in his hands….you cannot teach that.
Adams: Certainly it’s something you are born with, but Ken has that speed, that grease lightening speed and you can’t teach that any more than you can that power Vinnie has.
Ken holds his chest as Vinnie shakes out his knee, Ken tries to stay on the attack jumping up and hitting a beautiful dropkick to Vinnie chest, Vinnie stumbles back against the ropes, Ken runs in and slides under the bottom rope to the floor hooking Vinnie by the leg and tripping him up, Vinnie falls face first, Ken slides back in and slides across Vinnie and locks in a sleeper. He tries to stretch Vinnie out, but Vinnie gets on all fours, he stands up and runs back slamming Ken into the corner sandwiching Ken between Vinnies hug body and the turnbuckles. Ken legs go of the hold, Vinnie steps out and turns, he grabs Ken by the wrist and pulls him forward before hitting a low drop and hooking his arms around Kens midsection showing impressive speed for such a big man. He then pops his hips hitting a German suplex, Vinnie rolls and stands up hitting a second German suplex and then a third, this time bridging into a pin as he and Ken hit the mat.
ONE!
TWO!
Ken kicks out. Vinnie nods and turns quic kly snatching Ken and holding him face down before sliding one leg over him and standing up pulling Ken up and into the Mariachi recliner. Ken reaches out for the ropes, but then grabs Vinnies hands trying toiseparate the grip, Vinnie pulls back harder and sits down lower. Ken screams in pain and refuses to tap, he is able to turn in the hold and free one of his arms, he then kicks his legs slides under Vinnie and pops up, Vinnie loses his balance and gets up turning too late as Ken ducks down and picks Vinnie up crashing him down into the self defense spinebuster!. Ken jumps over Vinnie and hooks the leg into a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Vinnie kicks out.
Simone: Oh wow that was close!. Ken made the back of Vinnies head bounce off the mat and he also showed great strength to slam a man who is almost three hundred pounds!
Adams: He used alot of momentum there, and while Ken was able to hit that move I think the others in his arsenal might be a bit harder to do. However we should never under estimate Ken Davison
Ken calls for Vinnie to get up, he pulls Vinnie from the position he’s in right into a double underhook, he calls for the Kenadian destroyer, he jumps, Vinnie stops it standing straight up and holding Ken upside down behind his back, Ken lets go of Vinnies arms, slips down behind him and picks his leg pulling him back and stacking him up for a school boy putting all his weight on Vinnies legs.
ONE!
TWO!
Vinnie kicks out, both men get to their feet and Ken slams in a few hard forearms backing Vinnie into the ropes, he whips Vinnie across the ring and goes to follow with a running forearm, Vinnie ducks down and snatches Ken into a bearhug, he squeezes but then throws Ken up and over with a release belly to belly but Vinnie stays standing, the high angle causes Ken to land hard on his back, he rolls over and gets to his feet holding his lower back, Vinnie. Measures Ken up and blasts him with a stiff running big boot, Ken goes down and Vinnie covers.
ONE!
TWO!
Ken kicks out
Simone: Vinnie almost had Ken again, I mean Ken Davison is a veteran, a wily intelligent veteran, but Vinnie has size and power, if you can’t hit and move and Vinnie gets his hands on you then you are in for a bad time
Adams: And Ken has gone through a really bad time, he has been able to hit Vinnie with some thunderous shots and has had his moments no doubt, but when you are in the grasp of a man that big, that strong and that determined to win, well….it’s hard not to feel intimidated
Vinnie shakes his head and moves around Ken who is having trouble getting up, he drags himself to the ropes, Vinnie puts his hands out and shakes his head again while talking trash, asking Ken why he just won’t stay down. Ken pulls himself up on the ropes, Vinnie grabs Ken by the wrist and pulls him forward, catching Ken and swinging him forward before going to swing him back for the lights out, but Ken kicks his legs, spins over Vinnies arm and shoulder landing in front of Vinnie, he kicks Vinnie in the stomach and sets up for the Kenadian destroyer hitting it, Ken then locks in the hands of god as fast as he can while Vinnie is out of it. Vinnie struggles but is in the center of the ring away from any ropes, he kicks his legs and thrashes his arms out Vinnie finally taps as Ken falls back in exhaustion..
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner.... Godly Ken Davison!
Simone: Ken did it! what a hard fought win!
Adams: Excellent match between two veterans
INTERNET CHAMPIONSHIP
Goth © vs Lachlan Kane
Attention is drawn to the massive screen as static is seen and heard. The static fades away and we find the back of a man with long hair that’s tied in a ponytail.
Simone: Invitation, accepted.
The figure turns around revealing the face of professional wrestling, the one, and only “Chronic” Chris Page! There’s a massively loud, split ovation from the crowd.
Chris Page: Sin City Wrestling, be careful what you ask for… because now not only are you going to get it but you’re going to find out that you’re not ready for me. SCW has issued the invitation, so… the question now becomes which one of you is going to step in the ring with me?
The crowd starts to quiet down.
Chris Page: The question has been asked, why? What possesses me to come back after a not-so-successful adventure the first go around? It’s simple, redemption. Consider this the open challenge that’s heard around the world because I want to step in the ring with the best of the best. Is that you? Fucking prove it.
The video feed then ends.
The scene opens backstage where we see tonight’s challenger for the Bombshell Internet Title “Down Under Thunder” Krystal Wolfe getting ready for an interview with Pussy Willow.
Pussy: Krystal tonight you are serving as the first challenger for Kayla Richards’ Bombshell Internet Title! Not only that but if you win, you’ll be added to the Bombshell Internet Title Match at Violent Conduct making it a Triple Threat between you, Keira and Kayla, now the question on everyone’s minds is……..
Krystal: If I win the title tonight, will I start counting the days like I was during my Bombshell Roulette Title Reign?
Pussy: Err, no, the question is can you beat Kayla?
Krystal: I know, I was just messing with you! Besides, I didn’t start counting the days of my Bombshell Roulette Title Reign until I was over a hundred days into it, you’ll have some reprieve if I start doing that!
Pussy: Fair point but what about my question?
Krystal: I was getting to that.
The Aussie responds as Krystal flips some hair over her shoulder.
Krystal: Kayla has come into the division like a house on fire, her only loss was in the Bombshell Ultimate X Over the Pool Match at Summer
Treme meaning she’s yet to be pinned or submitted, tonight, that’s changing and I’ve got three ways to do it!Krystal says as she holds up three of her fingers.
Krystal: The Down Under Thunderbomb.
Krystal lowers one of her fingers.
Krystal: The Long Rest.
Krystal lowers her middle finger.
Krystal: And last but not least, The Record Breaker!
As Krystal lowers her last finger Pussy speaks up.
Pussy: We’ve never even seen the Record Breaker though, it’s a Hammerlock Backstabber right?
Krystal: Hammerlock Backstabber into Fujiwa Armbar but yeah, that’s basically it! Kayla’s going into this match thinking that she’s got an easy defence ahead of her and she’s already looking past me and directly at Keira! Speaking from personal experience? That’s never a good idea!
Pussy: Are you referring to your last Bombshell Roulette Title Defence?
Krystal: No, I’m referring to my last Smash Bros. Tournament, what do you think? Keira and Kayla had better be ready for a third party to enter this match because as I turn the page on this chapter of my SCW Career, I know I’m about to start a whole new one as the Bombshell Internet Champion! And after that? I’ll be the wildcard in the Bombshell Internet Title Match at Violent Conduct VIII! Anything else?
Pussy: No, I think that covers everything!
Krystal: Good, I’ve got a title to win!
Krystal walks off as the scene fades.
Justin: The following contest is set for one fall and it is for the SCW Bombshells Internet Championship!
The opening to "Stand My Ground" by Within Temptation hits the speakers and the lights dim, once the music kicks into high gear strobe lights flash around the entrance ramp before a single spotlight stops on Krystal as she kneels on one knee with her head down and hood up.
Justin: Introducing first, hailing from Adelaide, Australia she is "Down Under Thunder" Krystal Wolfe!
Once the lyrics hit Krystal removes her hood and looks out to the crowd before standing up and making her way down to the ring, she hops onto the apron before jumping over the ropes and into the ring where she removes the jacket and waits for her opponent.
"I will kill your dreams."
The voice of Kayla Richards gives way to the opening guitar riff of Bad Omens "Like a Villian" The lights flash from being on and bright to dark and switching between a dark purple and red. Kayla Richards steps out onto the stage in her gear, a black leather jacket over it, her long hair flowing down as she makes her way to the ring, she runs and slides up and across the apron on one knee before getting into the ring and putting both her hands in the air, one crossed over the other to make a "K" with her fingers before they turn into a double bird and move down to a fingergun pose pointed at the crowd.
Justin: And her opponent, from Norwich, East Anglia, England, she is the current and reigning SCW Bombshells Internet Champion, “The Dreamkiller” Kayla Richards!
DING DING DING!
Krystal moves in for the lock-up, Kayla moving in as well. As Krystal starts to get into the proper position, Kayla jumps into a step-up enziguri. Never seeing it coming, Krystal eats the impact and falls face first to the mat. Kayla smirks as the fans boo her and drops down to pounce for a cover, hooking the far leg to do so.
ONE!
TWO!
Krystal kicks out!
Kayla goes for a second pin but Kristal hooks her arms and rolls over into an inside cradle. Kayla keeps it rolling to reverse it. Krystal rolls even more and the two bounce off the ropes into a cradle with Kayla’s shoulders down.
ONE!
TWO!
Kayla reverses!
ONE!
TWO!
Krystal kicks out!
Kayla tries to jump on her some more but Krystal manages an up kick that knocks Kayla away to give Krystal enough daylight to get to her feet. Kayla gets to her feet as well and the two move in closer together. They start throwing wild simultaneous punches until Kayla scratches at Krystal’s eyes. Krystal clutches at her eyes and Kayla jumps into another step-up enziguri. Krystal goes down face first again and Kayla rolls her over into a side cradle.
ONE!
TWO!
Krystal kicks out!
Adams: Kayla’s not messing around with going for the win tonight is she?
Simone: She’d be a fool to do something like that and no matter what you think of her, Kayla has never been a fool.
Adams: What does Krystal need to do to get things going her way?
Simone: Exactly what she’s been doing, endure and then adapt so she can fight back.
Krystal hops up to her feet and Kayla goes for a clothesline. Krystal ducks it, waits the split second necessary for Kayla to go flying by her and then snaps off a superkick that takes Kayla like a sniper round. Kayla goes down hard and Krystal jumps on for a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Kayla kicks out!
Krystal tries to grab Kayla for the Long Rest but Kayla propels herself up and over into a sliced bread number 2. Kayla holds for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Krystal reverses into a cradle.
ONE!
TWO!
Kayla reverses the cradle.
ONE!
TWO!
Krystal gets a shoulder up!
The two competitors jump to their feet and Kayla punches Krystal low before going into an O’Connor roll.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NO!
Krystal kicks out!
Kayla is sent into the ropes and when she bounces off, Krystal catches her for a bridging German suplex.
ONE!
TWO!
Kayla kicks out!
Adams: Kayla took another shortcut!
Simone: You say this like it’s out of the ordinary for her. We already knew she’s the kind of fighter who is going to take every opportunity presented to her if it means she gets the victory!
Adams: Well, you’re definitely right about that. She’s been doing that left, right and center in this one.
Simone: And she’ll probably continue on as long and as much as she has to get the win. It’s what she does and how she kills dreams.
Krystal rolls away and climbs to the top to go for the Critical Hit. Kayla looks to move but is not quite quick enough to move and Krystal lands on her heavily. Krystal covers.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NO!
Kayla kicks out!
Krystal starts to stand up into a Gory Special. Kayla flips through and fakes going for another O’Connor roll. When Krystal tries to put the brakes on, Kayla pulls her down into a backstabber. Kayla rolls her over and covers, hooking the leg deep.
ONE!
TWO!
Krystal gets a shoulder up!
The two start to stand up and Kayla uses her superior height and leverage to grab Krystal for a backslide.
ONE!
TWO!
Krystal kicks out at the last second!
Krystal pops up and hits a basement dropkick that puts Kayla on her back. Krystal goes to the ropes and jumps into a quebrada.
ONE!
TWO!
Kayla gets a shoulder up!
Krystal rolls Kayla over and tries for a surfboard. Kayla kicks up, catching Krystal both in the knee and low. Kayla grabs Krystal by the stop and tights and hurls her forward so that she tumbles through the ropes out to the apron. Kayla slowly gets up and glares at her prey like a big cat stalking an impending kill. Krystal pulls herself up with ropes and Kayla takes a swing. Krystal ducks the blow and then drives her shoulder into Kayla’s midsection. Kayla doubles over and Krystal goes for a slingshot sunset flip. Kayla hits her out of midair with a big forearm shot. Krystal tumbles back down to the apron and bounces to the floor, landing in a heap on the cold, hard concrete floor below.
Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
Kayla steps through the ropes and sizes up the fallen Krystal even as the referee demands they come back into the ring. Kayla shoots him a look that simultaneously tells him to shut up and questions his intelligence before looking back at Krystal. Kayla drops to the floor and Krystal grabs her, pulling her forward so that Kayla bounces off the edge of the ring and collapses to the floor. Krystal pulls herself up and rolls back into the ring. She admonishes the referee about even thinking about counting kayla out and then starts to climb the turnbuckles. With the crowd cheering her on, Krystal nods and executes the Athletics Check, crashing down onto Kayla on the floor as the crowd loses its collective mind.
Crowd: Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!
The referee steps back in shock. Before recovering himself and starting to count both competitors out of the ring.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Krystal stands up and nods to the chanting crowd before reaching down to grab at Kayla’s hair.
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
Krystal runs Kayla back into the ring and then dives in after her to break up the count. Kayla tries to beg off but Krystal is having none of it. She moves in and Kayla looks for a flash cradle.
ONE!
TWO!
Krystal kicks out!
Krystal pops up and drills Kayla with a wicked forearm shot. Kayla falls to one knee and Krystal gets a running start. Kaya gets up and Krystal goes for a spear. Kayla sidesteps it, waving her by like a matador dodging a bull. Krystal stumbles past her and Kayla jumps onto her back, looking for a victory roll. Krystal reverses as she’s half way down to cradle her by the legs, putting Kayla's shoulders down instead.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE-NO!
Kayla gets her shoulder out at the last possible second narrowly avoiding the loss by mere millimeters.
Adams: Krystal damn near had it right there!
Simone: That’s as close as you can get without getting the prize.
Adams: You think that makes Kayla nervous or smirk that Krystal got that close only to have things not work for her?
Simone: I think right now she’s worried about holding onto what she’s got and she’ll worry about everything else later if and when she manages to keep it!
Krystal gets Kayla to her feet and drills her with a big open palm strike. Kayla slumps to one knee and Krystal bounces off the ropes. She comes in with a shotgun dropkick that puts Kayla down hard. Krystal covers.
ONE!
TWO!
Kayla reverses into a crucifix pin attempt.
ONE!
TWO!
Krystal kicks out!
The two get to their feet and Kayla hits a big forearm shot. Krystal fires back and the two trade until Krystal gets a kick inton Kayla and grabs a side headlock. She ducks under into a hammerlock and goes for the Record Breaker but as she starts the hammerlock backbreaker, Kayla reverses into the DreamKiller. Krystal goes down hard and Kayla falls on top of her for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Adams: Krystal thought she had her and Kayla pulled one out of nowhere!
Simone: I… don’t believe it.
Adams: This crowd is stunned!
Simone: As well they should be. Kaya Richards just got everybody again!
The camera cuts backstage to where Ben Jordan is standing. He can't help but smile down the camera.
Ben: Alright people!
The crowd in the arena cheer.
Ben: It's lovely to be out here in India, but I've been kicking my heels a little bit, not been really in front of you wrestling my jacksie off, but I think it's time to change that just a little bit.
Ben taps his chin.
Ben: Earlier tonight, I heard an open challenge, well lately, we've heard a lot of them, and I've just sat aside and let anyone who wants them, but this one was heard all around the world.
Ben smiles as the crowd cheer.
Ben: I mean allllllllllllllll around the world because it was said by a wrestling icon, a wrestling legend, a man who you can't help but sit there and admire, respect and look up to. Yes, I'm talking about the legendary man, Chris Page.
A huge cheer goes up in the arena.
Ben: I mean I don't know if I'm the best of the best, but I have beaten Mac Bane recently, I haven't really lost in a bit and my dance card is more then empty for the supercard, so Chris Page, one of the best that's ever laced up those boots, you can consider your open challenge no longer open, because you've found your huge supercard match.
Ben winks at the camera as the fans cheer.
Ben: Laters people!
And with that, the camera fades to black.
Backstage in the parking garage of the Netaji Indoor Stadium we find none other than Despayre casually chit chatting with his father, Synn. Despayre is all smiles, cuddling his best friend of ALL time, Angel (of course!) against his slim chest, when into the scene steps SCW World Heavyweight Champion, Mac Bane. Synn turns his head and regards the champion with a curt nod, always vigilant and protective toward his son while Despayre simply looks up at the 6’6” champion with the brightest of smiles.
Mac Bane: Despy.
He looks to the father and nods.
Mac Bane: Synn.
Mac then smirks at Despayre.
Mac Bane: Listen, Despy. I know that you tried to get even with me over the whole pie in the face joke I pulled on you by hiding my car keys but…
Mac holds up his hand where his keys dangle from his fingers with a flourish.
Mac Bane: Sorry bud. I found them easily enough.
Mac pats a sympathetic hand on the shoulder of Despayre and he turns back around and walks off-camera and into the rows of cars, Despayre and Synn’s eyes trailing after him. A mere moment later, Mac returns and stares Despayre down.
Mac Bane: Where is my car, Despy?
Despayre side-eyes his dad and smiles.
Despayre: The game is afoot!
OPEN CHALLENGE MATCH
Chris Page vs Ben Jordan
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the Sin City World Heavyweight Championship!!!!
Fragments Of Insanity by Necrodeath plays over the sounds system as Agostino Romano comes out with James Brown from the curtain, wearing green and yellow wrestling trousers with green and yellow elbow pads and green and yellow boots, having his fists in the air with James Brown following behind him.
Justin: From Milan, Italy, he is Agostino Romano!
Agostino does high fives to the crowd before seeing a kid in the front row which he pulls funny faces at along with giving them a hat from his Global Bike Championship days. He then goes inside of the ring and waves at the fans with the crowd cheering for him while James claps from outside of the ring before Agostino waits for his opponent to come out to the ring with James standing at ringside.
Justin: And his opponent!!!
The opening guitar riffs of "The Enemy" by Godsmack play as the big man makes his way out. By his side is his manager, "Chronic" Chris Page. The crowd is giving them a mixed reaction from the first sounds. The booing is almost thunderous. He laughs as they make their way toward the ramp.
They only get louder as the pair make their way towards the ring, they walk slowly, jawing with the occasional fan who's decided he's a tough guy. Mac simply laughs and continues down towards the ring.
Finally, they reach the ring steps and make their way into the ring.
Mac approaches the center of the ring and raises both arms into the air. Then extending the middle fingers on both hands he laughs as the boos reached a crescendo.
Justin: Accompanied by his manager Chronic Chris Page!! Standing in at 6’6 and weighing in at 280 pounds!! Hailing from Port Arthur, Texas!! He is the World Heavyweight Champion!! Mac Bane!!!!
DING DING DING!
The bell has rang as the current SCW world Heavyweight champion Mac Bane stands across the ring with his opponent Agostino Romano. The size and weight difference is huge in the favor of the champion. Mac shakes his head a few times, loosening his neck muscles before pacing from left to right while not taking his eyes off Agostino. The young Italian hops excitedly on his feet before slapping his shoulders and arms and walks around the ring as Mac decides to stand in the middle of the ring.
Adams: I am curious what type of game plan Agostino may have come up with to counter the size and strength advantage of Mac Bane.
Simone: He needs to quicken the pace Jason, but he must always realize that he has to stay out of the massive reach of the champion.
Agostino suddenly stops in front of Mac Bane, extends his hand in sportsmanship. Causing Mac Bane to stare at him before turning his attention to the hand, he then looks back up again and accepts the hand.
Adams: Oh my, would you look at….
But Jason has not finished his sentence or Mac Bane pulls Agostino up and close towards him. He grabs him by waist with both hands, lifts him up to his face before shaking his head and tosses him towards a neutral corner.
Simone: That was clearly a signal from Mac Bane that he will not shake his hand before or during the match.
Adams: You got to earn his respect before he does that Belinda.
Mac slowly walks towards the smaller Agostino, who gets into a fighting stance in order to defend himself. Mac stops halfway, looks over his shoulder towards Chris Page and shrugs before walking towards Agostino. Extending his hands to grab him, but the smaller man quickly escapes the predicament and gets behind the big man and hits a dropkick to the back. This causes Mac to stagger into the corner, only to grab the ropes to stop him from setting another footstep. He shakes his head before slowly turning around, only to barely miss a kick that passes his face by mere inches as Agostino executed a jumping spinning kick before turning his attention back to Mac Bane and gives him a sign of a warning that the next will strike him.
Simone: I don’t think that was a smart move
Adams: I agree Belinda, if you can strike the champion then you… GOOD GOD!!!
Mac Bane explodes out of the corner with a huge lariat, that sends Agostino turning inside out with a 360 before landing face first on the canvas. Mac quickly capitalizes on the situation, hitting several elbow drops on the lower back of Agostino before rolling him over on his back for a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Agostino kicks out at two before Jasmine could register the three count, Mac immediately grabs Agostino by the shoulder area and digs his mighty palm into the shoulder region and squeezes him tight in a nerve hold. Agostino is screaming in pain, but refuses to give in to the pain as Jasmine asks him if he wants to surrender to the painful hold. Agostino is twisting and turning, trying to get to his feet to relieve some of the pain that the champion is putting on him with hat one handed nerve hold. Slowly managing to get to his shoulder as he delivers a few elbows into the midsection of the larger man. Seemingly forcing Mac to relinquish the hold as Agostino is setting himself up to run towards the ropes, but Mac manages to grab him by the hair and yanks him down to the canvas.
Adams: A valiant attempt by Agostino, but Mac had it scouted.
Mac Bane grabs him by the arm, whips him into the turnbuckles before charging in with a running avalanche. But Agostino moves out of the way as he jumps over the top rope to the ring apron before executing a Pele Kick to the head of Mac from the outside. This staggers the champion into taking a few steps backwards. Agostino jumps the top turnbuckles and then uses his own momentum to dive over towards the champion for a Cross Body Block. But Mac Bane is just too strong, catching him in mid air and walks with Agostino around the ring while holding him with one hand. He quickly plants Agostino in the middle of the ring with a powerslam after taking a few quick steps as Agostino bounces off the canvas due to the impact of the blow.
Simone: that was one hard slam from the champion.
Mac goes for the cover, placing a forearm across the face of Agostino while the camera zooms in on Chris Page who looks in the ring underneath the bottom rope and smiles
ONE!
TWO!
THRE…
Agostino manages to get his shoulder off the canvas, barely beating the three count as Mac wraps his powerful arm around the chin of Agostino. Tightening his grip on the chin lock with his free hand grabbing around the wrist of his first hand. Tightening his massive arm across the chin of Agostino before dropping him down to the canvas while putting all of his weight on the neck of the challenger.
Simone: Bane is successfully grounding the high flying talented wrestler from Italy, if this keeps up it will look very negative for the chances of Agostino Romano.
Agostino is moving his arms and legs, desperately trying to reach for the ropes with any of his free limbs. But Mac has got him positioned in the middle of the ring while pulling tighter and tighter around the chin of Agostino. Jasmine is checking in on him, looking in on him that he isn’t fading away or wanting to submit. But the young former three time Internet champion refuses to go down without a fight as the Indian fans are cheering him on. Agostino is now moving his lower body around the ring, trying to move his body into position to somehow manage to touch the bottom ring rope in order to break the hold. After several failed attempts he manages to finally touch the rope, forcing Jasmine to warn Mac Bane to break the hold as the champion does so.
Simone: You can claim a lot of Mac Bane, but he does respect the rules.
Mac immediately goes for the challenger, dropping down to grab him by the head. Causing Agostino to somehow surprise the champion by locking in
Adams: HELLS GATE!!!
Simone: How did he manage to do that??!!!
Locking in the submission hold, while holding on tightly around the back of Bane’s head. Trying to get a surprise victory over the bigger man with a move that he is not well known for. Mac is placing his hands on the canvas, setting him up to slowly get to his feet by using all of his strength as well as balance as he is now carrying the weight of Agostino as well.
Simone: I don’t like the look of this for Agostino!!!!
Mac wraps his hands around the waist of Agostino Romano, lifting him upwards high above his head and then drops him with a modified Powerbomb. The impact of the blow forces Agostino to let go off the submission hold as both men now drop to their backs and are trying to catch their breaths as the official is using the ten count on both of them.
Simone: I hate to see this match to end in a double count out.
Adams: I agree Belinda, but something tells me that neither men are willing to let it get to that point!!
Both men are slowly starting to stir at the count of four from Jasmine, Mac is on one knee while Agostino manages to kip up at the count of seven. Charging in to the ropes, sending himself off the ropes with a springboard forearm smash into the champion. Who catches him and drops Agostino with a Sidewalk Slam before going for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE…
Again Agostino manages to kick out at the final moment, Mac doesn’t show any frustration as he immediately grabs Agostino by the head and sets him up for his patented finisher, the Headlock Driver.
Simone: Gentleman’s Agreement coming up!!!! cc
Mac sets Agostino up for the finisher and executes it in the middle of the ring before going for the cover as Jasmine jumps over himand Agostino to administer the three count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen,k the winner of this match by pinfall and STILL!!! Sin City Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion!!! Mac Bane!!!!
Jasmine grabs the wrist of the champion as he gets to his feet, lifting his arm in victory as we see Chris Page walk over towards the announce table and grab the SCW world title before walking into the ring and hand it over to the champion. Who places the belt across his shoulder and stares down at Agostino for a moment before walking off with Chris Page following him to the back.
Adams: Agostino really gave it him all, but Mac Bane was just better than him.
The camera shifts toward the broadcasters table.
Simone: And that fans, is all for tonight! Mac Bane is still our World Champion but only by the skin of his teeth!
Adams: Yeah, Mac hasn't had the best of luck choosing challengers! I mean, first Alex Jones and then Matthew Knox! But that cursed streak of Mac's was broken tonight - barely! Agostino gave it his all!
Inside of the ring, Agostino stands and is greeted by supportive cheers as he smiles despite the disappointment and gives the SCW Universe a grateful wave.
Simone: I wouldn't be a bit surprised if we see Agostino back in title contention after this performance tonight, but next week! Next week it is the Going Home show for SCW Violent Conduct VIII!
Adams: Oh my god, yes! Now we have a Triple Threat World title match AND a dream tag match to end all dream tag matches!
Simone: So for Jason Adams, I'm Belinda Simone! Good night everyone!
The closing shot is that of Mac and Chris Page on the stage, Mac holding the World title belt up high as Page holds his arms out toward the champ in presentation as the credits slowly begin to roll.