The screen comes alive with the rush of camera cuts:... The skyline of Cancún, the waves of the Caribbean crashing against white sands, and then a sweeping crane shot of The CITY nightclub, its colossal light rigs blazing with purple, blue, and gold. Thousands of fans are jammed shoulder-to-shoulder, packed into the nightclub’s open-air arena setup, waving signs, screaming, and pounding on the guardrails.
The cameras sweep across the crowd. Some are holding signs that read “Viva SCW!” and “Cancún is Wrestling Country!” while others chant in Spanish and English alike. A mariachi band briefly plays alongside the theme, blending SCW’s anthem with Mexican flair before fading out under the roar of the audience.
The lights drop, and a spotlight hits the ring. Standing center stage, with a wide grin and microphone in hand, is the always-stylish, larger-than-life Justin Decent. His tuxedo jacket glitters with sequins in the shape of palm trees.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen… ¡Bienvenidos a Cancún, México! Welcome… to the hottest party of the summer, to the wildest show under the Caribbean stars… welcome to Sin City Wrestling’s Climax Control!
Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!Justin: And tonight is no ordinary night, no, no, no! Tonight is the ‘Going Home’ edition! One final, unforgettable stop before we march into Violent Conduct X! Every rivalry, every score, every piece of destiny… it all comes down to tonight!
The cameras zoom in on excited fans, couples dancing in the aisles, and kids in SCW t-shirts waving signs. The atmosphere is pure fiesta energy.
Justin: But of course, it wouldn’t be Climax Control without the one and only, the queen of sass, the sparkle of SCW herself! Cancún, get on your feet and give it up for your ‘Hostess with the Mostess’… AMANDA HUGGINKISS!
The lights shift to a bright pink glow as the familiar intro beat of Amanda’s music kicks in. Confetti bursts from cannons, the crowd pops huge, and Amanda struts onto the stage in a dazzling sequined gown that catches every light in the club. She blows kisses to the fans, twirls, and heads down the ramp with that over-the-top, campy flair that makes her the SCW icon of presentation.
Amanda: Last night I hit the dance floor, sequins on my thighs,
DJ played Selena, I rolled my painted eyes.
Tequila shots kept coming, the boys kept saying “más!”
And honey, by the third round, I was shaking all my ... (pause) maracas!
Ay, ay, ay… Cancún nightlife’s insane,
Glitter in my wig and tequila in my veins!
Ay, ay, ay… my choices weren’t too grand,
‘Cause I woke up this morning with entirely the wrong man!
He said his name was “Carlos”… or maybe it was “Steve?”
I swear he had a six-pack, but girl ... did I believe?
His mustache was a caterpillar, crawling in the night,
I turned, I screamed, “¡Dios mío!” ... that wig was not on tight!
Ay, ay, ay… Cancún nightlife’s insane,
Lost my shoes in traffic and forgot my middle name!
Ay, ay, ay… don’t clap if you don’t understand,
But I woke up this morning with entirely the wrong man!
(spoken with sass)
Listen, if you ever find yourself in Cancún, remember:
Three rules, honey...
Don’t trust a boy in flip-flops.
If he says he’s a DJ, he’s lying.
And most important… take the tequila with a lime, not with regret!
Now I’m stumbling through the daytime, sunglasses on my face,
Mascara down my cheekbones, still a queen of grace.
Cancún, you tried to break me, but I’ll sashay away,
And do it all tomorrow, ‘cause the queen is here to stay!
Ay, ay, ay… Cancún nightlife’s divine,
Glitter in the ocean and no man here is mine!
Ay, ay, ay… wave your fans if you can,
If you’ve woken up in Cancún with entirely the wrong man!
The music kicks into its last big note as Amanda Hugginkiss strikes a dramatic pose center ring, then drops into a series of playful curtsies! One delicate, one exaggerated, and one so deep she nearly topples over in her heels. She pops back up with a shimmy, giving her rhinestone-studded chest a cheeky boob shake that sends the crowd howling! With a wink to the hard camera, she puckers up and blows big, sloppy kisses to the Cancun fans on every side of the CITY.
The camera cuts smoothly to the broadcasters’ table, set up just above the sea of fans. Belinda Simone beams brightly in a tropical blue dress, while her broadcast partner Erik Lunam sits beside her in a crisp white jacket and open-collar shirt, giving off resort-chic vibes.
Simone: Cancún, Mexico! You are loud and proud tonight! What an opening from Amanda Hugginkiss to kick off this very special night!
Lunam: We are LIVE from The CITY nightclub here in Cancún, and what a scene it is! The fans are on fire, the atmosphere is electric, and every single Superstar and Bombshell in SCW knows what’s at stake! Because tonight is the final stop before Violent Conduct X!
Simone: Our opening contest tonight promises fireworks, Erik! We’ll see Crystal Caldwell teaming up with her bestie, Mercedes Vargas, to face the Young Justice duo of Harper Mason and Cassie Wolfe! This all comes from two weeks ago, when after a grueling match, Crystal and Mercedes launched a vicious post-match assault on Harper, only for Cassie Wolfe to step in and put a stop to it! That decision caught the attention of General Manager Evelyn Hall, who signed this tag team match to settle the score.
Lunam: Well up next, we’ve got a clash of personalities as bright as Cancún’s nightlife! The fans absolutely adore Candy! She’s bubbly, colorful, full of energy, and she can light up any arena she walks into! But tonight she goes toe-to-toe with Miss Manners, who, let’s be honest, acts like she’s got a stick stuck up her… well, you know where. Miss Manners is all about etiquette, rules, and prim-and-proper conduct, and she cannot stand Candy’s wild, sugar-rush style. It’s the sweet tooth versus the sour puss!
Simone: Coming up next, fans are in for a real treat! A sneak preview of what’s to come at Violent Conduct X, when four men battle it out for the vacant Internet Championship! Tonight, two of those challengers collide one-on-one as Hall of Famer Alex Jones squares off against the always-tough, always-resilient ‘Unbreakable’ Eddie Lyons! Both men are hungry to prove they deserve to be the next Internet Champion, and a win here could give one of them a huge edge heading into that massive Fatal Fourway!
Lunam: Now this one, Belinda, is as special as it gets! Our World Heavyweight Champion, Helluva Bottom Carter, is going to team with the very man challenging him at Violent Conduct X, Aiden Reynolds! And across the ring, they’ll face two competitors who will be putting everything on the line at that same event! Justin Smith and Felix ‘the Cat’ Hernandez, with both of their careers hanging in the balance! Tonight is about pride, pressure, and maybe even survival! You’ve got champions, challengers, and desperate men all sharing the same ring!
Simone: And then, Erik, we’ve got tonight’s Main Event, and it doesn’t get any bigger than this! Just last week Andrea Hernandez shocked the world by announcing her departure from Sin City Wrestling, which meant forfeiting her World Bombshell Championship opportunity at Violent Conduct X. But our General Manager Evelyn Hall wasted no time, immediately putting together something truly special! A Six Bombshell VIP Battle Royal! The winner tonight will earn that coveted number one contender’s spot. The field is stacked: Seleana Zdunich, Cassie Wolfe, Crystal Caldwell, Victoria Lyons, Frankie Holliday, and Alexandra Calaway! All hungry for their chance to headline Violent Conduct X!
Lunam: This is going to be brilliant!
Simone: Tune in to see all this and more on the "Going Home" edition of SCW Climax Control!
Backstage area, Ms. Rocky Mountains stands holding a microphone, camera operator framing her and the approaching Mercedes Vargas and Crystal Caldwell.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ladies, tonight you face Young Justice in what promises to be a fast-paced opener. And Crystal, later tonight you and Cassie Wolfe are also in the World Bombshell Championship number one contender's battle royal later, making this a huge night for both of you. How are you both feeling going into this?
Mercedes and Crystal exchange confident glances. Crystal steps forward slightly with a smirk.
Crystal: You know, everyone back there wants their little “main character moment.” But half of them don’t even belong in the background of ours. All those insecure Bombshells thinking this is their time? Check your resumes. Better yet, check your mirrors. Tonight, I’m fighting to become the number one contender. Kayla’s already beaten every Bombshell in this match— but she hasn’t beaten me. This battle royal is mine to win, and when it’s over, they’ll all realize what I already know… I am the only star worth watching.
Mercedes: Harper and Cassie have no idea what they're in for tonight. And Harper? Be careful. Just because I’m holding a title doesn’t mean I can’t take yours too.
Crystal: Hm... double champion. I like the sound of that.
Mercedes: One better, we're both leaving as champions after Violent Conduct.
Crystal makes the belt-around-the-waist motion.
Mercedes: You want a race to see who loses their title first, Harper? Fine. Nobody but your three fans thought you even stood a chance against Victoria at Summer XXXTreme. The difference? I’ll still be champion after Violent Conduct. As for you? Good luck. I know Alicia Lukas. Alicia Lukas is a friend of mine. Harper Mason … you’re no Alicia Lukas.
Rocky resets, raising the mic.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Two weeks ago, after your win over Harper, the two of you launched a post-match attack. Cassie Wolfe and Joshua Acquin ran in to make the save, and Crystal, you were fined for your part in the assault on Joshua. Do either of you have anything to say about that?
Crystal rolls her eyes and gestures dismissively, then turns sarcastic as she mocks attention on Joshua Acquin.
Crystal: Still gotta make me care about Joshua Acquin before I will care about him getting his ass thoroughly kicked. As for Harper, she was the perfect target. Because for people like me and Mercedes, Harper doesn't scare us, she feeds us.
Mercedes steps up with fire in her eyes, slow deliberate nod.
Mercedes: Let me make this crystal clear — for you, Rocky, for Young Justice, and for the whole Bombshell division. We are SCW Hall of Famers. We say what we want. We do what we want. We don’t apologize for speaking our truths. We speak on facts.
Crystal: And we’re not just rewriting history, we’re defining the future.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Mercedes, speaking of facts, in just two weeks you’ll defend the Bombshell Internet Championship against Lilith Locke in her rematch at Violent Conduct. Is there any concern going into that match?
Mercedes raises a finger for emphasis, voice hardening as she shifts focus to her personal rivalry.
Mercedes: Concern? No, Rocky. Let’s keep it real. Lilith may have had her moment at Summer XXXTreme, but when it's just her and me, she can't beat me. And in two weeks at Violent Conduct, it will end the same way it looks right now....
Mercedes holds the Bombshell Internet Title at eye level, admiring her reflection for a beat before facing the camera.
Mercedes: ...with me still your Bombshell Internet Champion.
Mercedes glares into the lens as Crystal smirks at her side. Mercedes lifts her title high while Crystal points to herself confidently. Rocky retreats slightly as the camera zooms tight on the duo.
We cut to the backstage area where Cassie Wolfe is warming up ahead of her two matches tonight.
Cassie: First I’m in the opener with Harper against Crystal and Mercedes, and later? I’m back in action in the Main Event.
Cassie sighs.
Cassie: VIP Battle Royal against Victoria, Frankie, Seleana, Alexandra and Crystal once again, no rest for the wicked right?
Cassie flips some hair over her shoulder.
Cassie: This might be my last chance to get on the card for Violent Conduct X and if I can secure my spot in the main event of the penultimate PPV on the year? Even better.
Cassie walks off as the scene fades.
We cut to the backstage area where we see Harper Mason and Joshua Acquin ready to be interviewed by SCW’s backstage interviewer Ms. Rocky Mountains.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Harper, in mere moments Young Justice will team up to take on Mercedes Vargas and Crystal Caldwell while Cassie and Crystal will also compete in tonight’s Main Event to determine Kayla’s next challenger against Frankie, Alexandra, Seleana and Victoria.
Harper: Busy night for Young Justice. Ms. Rocky Mountains: No doubt but is Cassie ready for both matches? Harper: You’d have to ask Cass about the Main Event since that’s her own match and all, but as for me against Mercedes and Crystal? Harper shakes her head as she pats her Roulette Title. Harper: Lightning won’t strike twice for the not so Golden Girls. Joshua: I’ve been training both Harper and Cassie for their matches this week, trust me, they are ready. Ms. Rocky Mountains: One last thing, thoughts on Alicia heading into your defence against her at Violent Conduct? Harper: She’s not the same bombshell who once had an iron grip on the World Bombshell Title, anyone who’s been paying attention can see that, and at Violent Conduct? Harper holds her title up. Harper: This is going nowhere! Harper and Josh walk off as the scene fades. Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall and is a tag team match… introducing first… Suddenly, the arena lights turn off and the crowd is hyped up for what was in store. As the opening of "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" by U2 blares across the PA system, the mood of the crowd changes instantly and the arena is under the subtle glowing of the lights. As the lyrics finally kick in, a figure emerges; the highlight of their attire is being under the illusion. Mercedes Vargas stops short of the entrance ramp, hands on waist, and overlooking the crowd. Justin: Making her way to the ring, from Buenos Aires, Argentina, weighing in at 125 pounds, MERCEEEEEDEEEES VAAAARGAAAAS! Cheers, boos and catcalls soon greet her. Oblivious and yet satisfied with their reaction for several seconds, she flips her long hair, then makes her way to the ring. As she goes up the steps and walks to the end of the ring apron, she climbs to the turnbuckle, then turns her head back as the camera shows her determined expression-perhaps a message that her opponent will be in for a tough fight. Mercedes vaults into the ring and walks over to the opposite corner where she relaxes along the corner ropes while waiting for her partner to arrive… Justin: And her tag team partner… The arena fades to black and as it does we are treated to an old school vintage black and white Hollywood movie countdown.
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As soon as it hits zero that’s the moment that two spotlights land on the curtain and we can see a red carpet being rolled to the ring and at the same time Mo Money Mo Problems by Notorious BIG begins to blast across the speakers.
A gathering of paparazzi stand in front of the curtains and they begin to snap photo after photo as they wait in anticipation for the star to come through the curtains. It isn’t that long until we see Crystal Caldwell. Caldwell strikes a pose as flashes from the cameras go off one after the other. The fans begin to roar with boos and she smiles as Vargas begins to clap her hands for friend from inside the ring and she slowly walks to the ring. The crowd showers her with boos but money with Crystal’s face on the bills begin to fall from the sky. Crystal finally reaches the ring where she runs up the steps. She walks to the side of the apron before she throws a pose and jumps landing in a perfect split to enter into the ring. Justin: Making her way to the ring from Hollywood California, representing Mexico City, Mexico,"THE SILVER SCREEN QUEEN" Crystal Caldwell! Crystal nods her head with a wicked grin as she bounces about and blows a kiss to Todd who smirks. She moves her arms about as Mercedes joins Crystal in the corner as they wait for the match to begin. Justin: and their opponents… Jonathon Young’s cover of “New Divide” by Linkin Park hits the speakers and Harper emerges from the back throwing some kicks in the air to the opening beat as her manager Joshua Acquin watches on with approval, once the initial lyrics hit Harper does a spinning roundhouse kick before dropping to one knee and throwing up the Devil Horns.
Once Harper hears her name called she jumps to her feet with a massive grin on her face, she sprints down to the ring clapping hands with the fans at ringside before she jumps into the ring and down a forward roll landing on her knees and grinning broadly, ready to throw down with her opponent, Josh applauds his charge from the outside as they waits for her partner.
Justin: And her partner…
The opening riff of “Wolf Within” hits the speakers and once the lyrics kick in Cassie Wolfe emerges from the back excited to start the match, with her hands on her leather jacket’s sides the rookie wrestler turns her back to the crowd.
Justin: From Greenock, South Australia and now residing in Las Vegas, Nevada, “The Rebel Princess” Cassie Wolfe!
When her name is announced Cassie spins around flashing the metal horns sign with her left hand and clapping fans hands with the other, when she reaches the ring Cassie jumps onto the apron before giving her hair a full flip and removing her jacket to give to a stagehand, she then jumps over the top rope and into the ring, rolling to her knees and basking in the moment. She moves to the corner where Mason is and they begins to talk as the ref moves in and checks everyone for weapons before indicating for the bell to be rung…
DING DING DING!
Both teams look across the ring form each other, as they discuss who goes first and tactics and out steps Vargas and Wolfe start first, as they circle the ring before inching forward, where they try to grab and grapple each other, but Vargas places a hand on Wolfes shoulder before sticking a leg out and sends Wolfe down to the mat, where she then grabs her hands and locks in a wrist lock. Wolfe grimaces in pain, as she then twists herself and gets to her knees before getting back to her feet, however, Vargas adjusts her grip and brings Wolfe’s arm up and over her head before putting extra pressure onto the wrist. Wolfe grimaces in plain, however, she quickly counters and breaks Vargas’ grip and locks on a wristlock of her own.
Simone: Both teams decide on who is going first, which is Vargas and Wolfe and they circle before moving in, where Vargas sends Wolfe down to the mat, before grabbing her wrist for a wrist lock.
Lunam: Wolfe shows some discomfort as she makes her way to feet, as she seeks a way out of the move, but Vargas doesn’t give up and adds extra pressure, but Wolfe counters.
Vargas is now in some discomfort, as Wolfe returns the favour of putting extra tweaks on the wristlock, but it’s only brief, as Vargas takes a moment before countering as she spins and ducks under arms before breaking the grip and counters, where she grabs Wolfe’s arm and bends it into a part hammerlock and she then takes down Wolfe to the mat, as she works the arm. Wolfe sits up and then pushes herself up to her feet, much to Vargas’ surprise and Wolfe quickly escapes Vargas’ grip and counters into a hammerlock of her own before breaking and locking in a headlock on.
Lunam: Vargas is now showing the pain, as Wolfe works over Vargas’ wrist, but Vargas quickly counters and turns it into a hammerlock, where she takes Wolfe down to the mat. Once on the mat, Wolfe quickly battles back to her feet and escapes the hold and locks in a headlock.
However, Vargas grabs at Wolfe’s hand and quickly begins to fight out of the headlock as Wolfe tries her best to keep her hands locked, but it isn’t working and Vargas adjusts her own hands grabs Wolfe’s and begins to force Wolfe backwards and Wolfe ends up on her tip toes as her head touches the mat. She takes a moment before fighting back and slowly rises it up, but Vargas is ready for it and momentarily locks in a wrist lock.
Simone: Vargas begins to fight and she frees herself, as Wolfe tries her best to keep everything locked in place, as Vargas begins to push her backwards and down onto the mat, but Wolfe fights back and rights herself.
But the wristlock is brief, as Vargas breaks and she turns and takes Wolfe down to the mat before, as she keeps hold of Wolfe and rolls through to hook both Wolfes arms before adjusting her position to roll Wolfe onto her back and into a pin…
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
Lunam: Great flexibility from Wolfe, as Vargas breaks her own grip and takes Wolfe down to the mat before looking for a pin but only gets a two count.
Wolfe kicks out as she and Vargas makes their way to their feet, however, Vargas is faster of the two and she trips Wolfe and looks to try for a pin, but Wolfe grabs Vargas’ leg and quickly rolls herself backwards and then trips Vargas and sends her onto her back, where she pounces goes for a pin but before the ref can count the pin, Vargas kicks out and Wolfe then rolls off Vargas before they both make their way to their feet, where Wolfe quickly grabs Vargas’ arm, where she locks in a wrist lock and then takes a few steps forward and tags in Mason.
Simone: Vargas and Wolfe get back to their feet, but Vargas is the quickest of the two and she trips Wolfe and sends her down to the mat for a pin, but Wolfe dodges it and rolls backwards and instead trips Vargas and she tries for a pin, but Vargas kicks out before the pin is even counted.
Lunam: Wolfe rolls off Vargas and they make their way to their feet as Wolfe grabs Vargas’ arm and locks in a wrist lock and tag in Harper Mason.
Mason steps into the ring and grabs Vargas’ wrist and takes over as Wolfe climbs through the ropes. Mason begins to work over Vargas’ wrist as Vargas drops to a knee as she grimaces in discomfort as she takes a moment before rising back up and then she rolls forward before turning and brings a foot up and forces Mason to break her grip before Vargas spins around on her butt before hooking Mason’s leg and sends her down to the mat. Grabbing Mason’s arm, she pins it down before adjusting her position and grabs Mason around the head for a headlock before climbing to her feet and takes Mason with her.
Simone: Mason takes over and continues working on the wrist, as Vargas drops to a knee for a moment before climbing back to her feet, where she rolls forward and then breaks Mason’s grip before hooking her leg and drops Mason. She then methodically moves about before locking in a headlock.
Vargas then takes a few steps backwards, which allows Caldwell to make a tag and she climbs through the ropes and grabs Mason’s arm and pulls her away from the corner, as Vargas climbs through the ropes to the outside. Caldwell releases the wristlock and locks in a headlock on Mason, as Mason pushes Caldwell backwards up against the ropes before pushing Caldwell away and Caldwell bounces off the ropes and as she comes back, she hits a shoulder block on Mason before dropping down and goes for a pin…
Lunam: Vargas moves to her corner and Caldwell tags herself in, where she grabs Mason’s arm and pulls her away from the corner. Caldwell transitions into a headlock, which Mason pushes Caldwell back into the ropes before sending her away and she bounces off the ropes and Caldwell hits a shoulder block and then goes for a pin.
ONE!
Kickout!
Mason quickly kicks out, as Caldwell gets to her feet but Mason is purposely a little slower and as Caldwell approaches, Mason trips her and then leaps onto her for a pin…
Simone: Mason kicks out and Caldwell makes her way to her feet, but Mason sends Caldwell down to the mat and tries for a pin herself.
ONE!
Kickout!
Mason sits up and grabs Caldwell and locks in a headlock, which Caldwell grabs at Mason’s arms, as Mason then moves to her feet, where she drags Caldwell up and then pushes her away into a corner, where Caldwell hits the corner hard before takes a few steps backwards and Mason hits the Into the Earth (Ripcord Roaring Elbow), which drops Caldwell down to the mat. Mason grabs Caldwell and drags her up, where she Irish whips Caldwell into the corner and Mason follows up with a splash before firing in a series of martial arts kicks to Caldwell’s thighs and some punches to her torso.
Lunam: Caldwell kicks out, as Mason grabs Caldwell into a headlock and drags her back to her feet, where Mason pushes Caldwell into the corner, where she bounces into the turnbuckles before stumbling back and Mason hits roaring elbow. Caldwell is rocked and Mason isn’t done as she pulls Caldwell up and sends her into the ropes, where she hits a splash and then fires in a series of martial arts kicks and punches.
She then pulls up the slumped down Caldwell, where she drags her from the corner and then hits a snap suplex. Caldwell rolls away from the corner, as Vargas yells at Caldwell to fight, as Mason climbs back to her feet, where she moves to Caldwell and grabs a handful of hair and drags her to their corner, where she tags in Wolfe and Wolfe climbs through the ropes and grabs Caldwell’s hair and Mason climbs out of the ring. Wolfe drags Caldwell from the corner, where she hits a snapmare before following up with the GOOOOOOALLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!! (Running Soccer Kick to Face of Seated Opponent), she then goes for a pin…
Simone: Caldwell is in trouble here as Mason works over her before tagging in Wolfe, as delivers a vicious kick to the face and she goes for a pin, but Vargas breaks it up at one.
ONE!
Vargas climbs through the ropes and quickly breaks the pin before quickly backing away, as the ref admonishes her and Wolfe looks up at Vargas and glares at her. She makes her way to her feet and she and Vargas exchange a few words before Wolfe turns back to Caldwell and grabs her and drags her up, where she then sets up and hits a snap suplex. Caldwell arches her back, as Wolfe makes her way back to her feet and grabs Caldwell and drags her up and then sets up and looks to hit the Wolfe Hunt (Double Underhook DDT), but again Vargas rushes in and charges and catches Wolfe with a boot to the side of her head, as Mason tries to get into the ring but the ref focuses on not allowing her to interfere.
Lunam: Vargas enters the ring and breaks the pin, which Wolfe doesn’t like and she and Vargas exchange a few works before Wolfe moves back to Caldwell and punishes her. She then looks for the Wolfe Hunt, but Vargas rushes in and catches Wolfe with a boot, which rocks her.
Simone: Mason tries to get into the ring, but the ref blocks her.
This allows Vargas to grab Caldwell’s hand and drags her to the corner and as the ref turns back around, Vargas tags in. Vargas moves towards Wolfe who is still loopy from the boot to the side of her head, she grabs Wolfe and hits the 2 to Tango/Tango for Two (Arm wrench followed by a hook kick). Wolfe tries to go down, but Vargas grabs her hand and then proceeds to pull her up onto her shoulders.
Lunam: This gives Vargas an opening and grabs Caldwell and drags her to the corner and tags herself in. She then moves to Wolfe and hits the 2 to tango/tango for two.
Vargas then hits the Black Rose Overdrive (Inverted Death Valley Driver/Burning Hammer). Mason looks to try and break the pin, but she fails to see Caldwell stumble over to her and Caldwell yanks Mason off the apron and Mason catches the ring apron and drops to the mat holding her face, as Vargas goes for a pin…
Simone: Black Rose Overdrive and before Mason can make the save, Caldwell stops her.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Lunam: Vargas and Caldwell get the upper hand in this battle.
Justin: Winners of the is match via pinfall… Mercedes Vargas and Crystal Caldwell!
Vargas’ music hits over the p.a, as Caldwell slides into the ring and slowly moves to Vargas, where the ref moves to them and raises both arms in victory.
Backstage Victoria Lyons is frantically walking through the halls looking for somebody, finally she stops on someone ahead of her just catching her sight. The camera pans watching her approach her brother Vincent Lyons Jr who is standing alone in the corner of the hallway staring off into space not saying a word.
Victoria: Vincent! There you are! I've been trying to reach you all week! What? You don't answer my calls anymore?
Vincent says nothing, not even looking in Victoria's direction.
Victoria: Vincent? Are you even listening to me? They're saying all kinds of things about you after what you did last week. You got yourself in a lot of trouble. What the hell were you thinking?
Vincent remains silent and stoic.
Victoria: I can help you Vin, but you have to talk to me.
Still nothing.
Victoria: Vin… talk to me it's Victoria, your sister. You know you can trust me. To hell with the rest of them. We both know Logan had it coming.
Nothing. Vincent remains as stoic as a statue.
Victoria: Vincent Jefferson Lyons Jr! Talk to me…please.
Finally some movement as Vincent turns his head to look his sister in the eyes while remaining silent.
Victoria: Vincent, it's going to be okay…just…
Vincent: I have no sister.
Victoria's eyes widen at the interruption as Vincent forcibly pushes past her and walks down the hall disappearing behind a corner as she looks on with a mixture of surprise, confusion, anger and some heartbreak.
The pulsating neon glow of CITY nightclub, lights flickering to the beat of electronic music. The crowd noise filters through as Miss Manners stands near a velvet rope, poised with a microphone. Suddenly, Pussy Willow struts into frame, hips swaying, outfit scandalously revealing even by wrestling standards. Miss Manners freezes, eyes wide.
Miss Manners: Oh… my… goodness. What in the name of proper society are you wearing? And… what is your name?
Pussy Willow: Name’s Pussy Willow. And this?
She gestures to her outfit.
Pussy Willow: This is just a little something to get the crowd excited.
Miss Manners gasps, clutching her pearls.
Miss Manners: Excited? Excited? I can barely keep my composure! You… you… get out of my space!
Miss Manners shoves Pussy Willow slightly aside, snatching her microphone with an air of authority. Pussy Willow pouts, clearly entertained by the drama.
Miss Manners turns to the camera.
Miss Manners: Now this is more like it. I am Miss Manners, and tonight, the world will see what happens when civility is pushed to its absolute limits.
She adjusts her gloves, takes a deep breath, and leans slightly toward the camera, intensity in her eyes.
Miss Manners: My opponent, Candy… sweet, simple, unsuspecting Candy… does she know what’s coming? Does she have any idea what it’s like to face someone who has been driven beyond reason? I am not here to play games. I am not here to entertain… I am here to discipline.
Miss Manners’ voice lowers, a razor-sharp edge cutting through the music.
Miss Manners: When the Messiah of Manners reaches her breaking point, when her patience has been exhausted by the frivolity and foolishness of wrestlers who know nothing of etiquette… Candy will learn that even sweetness has its limits. There will be no courtesy, no smiles, no second chances. Only the consequences of crossing someone who holds the rules of decency above all else.
She stares directly into the camera, eyes blazing.
Miss Manners: Tonight, Candy will see that manners are not a suggestion… They are a weapon. And I, the Messiah of Manners, will wield them mercilessly.
Miss Manners straightens her posture, adjusts her microphone, and gives a final, piercing glare toward the camera.
Miss Manners: Let this be a warning to all who think civility is weakness. It is not. And tonight, Candy… you will learn that lesson the hard way.
She drops the microphone with a sharp click. Pussy Willow sidles back into frame, wide eyed at Miss Manners’ mannerisms.
Pussy Willow: Wow. Just … wow.
Lunam: After the first match at this event I am looking forward to the next match.
Simone: And why is that Erik?
Lunam: The first match was the opener and it was a Tag Team match between the team of Mercedes Vargas and Crystal Caldwell against Harper Mason and Cassie Wolfe. Now we move on to the second match of this event and with Candy facing Miss Manners I have a feeling this match will not only be brutal but also amusing.
Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to the second match of this evening. First to make her way to the ring, she is from Malibu Beach, California, and she stands in at five feet six inches and one hundred twenty-five pounds, please give a great Cancun welcome for CANDY!!!
At the announcement of the name of Candy the majority of the fans in attendance give a favorable reaction to her. The lights in the arena dim down as a pink fog starts to take over the entrance ramp. POUR SOME SUGAR ON ME by Def Leppard begins to play over the speakers and the lights in the arena come up to a normal level. Pink pyros begin to cascade down from the TRON screen as Candy comes out of the backstage area bounding around holding her doggy Fluffy in her arms. Candy skips her way down to the ring then she hands Fluffy to a stagehand so they can bring Fluffy backstage. Once Fluffy is out of sight Candy steps up on the ring apron then she launches herself over the top ropes into the ring much to the enjoyment of the crowd in attendance.
Simone: *yawn* Boring entrance there Erik. Oh well not everyone can be exciting.
Lunam: You are just jealous Belinda.
Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen next to make her way to the ring, she is from Madison, Wisconsin, and she stands in at five feet five inches and one hundred thirty pounds, please give a great Cancun welcome for MISS MANNERS!!!
At the mention of the name of Miss Manners the majority of the crowd in attendance erupt in a negative reaction as they know how Miss Manners is as she steps out onto the landing. The crowd also notices that Miss Manners has a paddle with her. . .the type of paddle used to spank misbehaving students in schools, and most of the crowd is shocked. However there are several Miss Manners fans in the stands and they are begging Miss Manners to come over to them and paddle them with the paddle but she has to ignore them for now. Then Beethoven’s MOONLIGHT SONATA hits the speakers and the crowd, knowing that Miss Manners is about to strut down the ramp to the ring they see Miss Manners with a huge smile on her face and her hand in the air to greet the fans. Miss Manners then takes off down the ramp to ringside. When Miss Manners arrives at the ring she she walks up the ring steps and stands on the ring apron while looking into the ring to see Candy waiting for her. Miss Manners does not readily step through the ropes and the fans are wondering why she is hesitating. Then someone comments that a lady should have someone hold the ropes open for her to step through them. This brings a huge roar from the fans who do not see Miss Manners in that way. Miss Manners enters the ring and she tries to play up the crowd but with a bit of success. She then takes up residence in a corner on the opposite side of the ring from where Candy is located where she slides her paddle under the bottom ropes but the paddle is still within reach in the corner.
Simone: That was extremely insulting and disrespectful of the fans to not give Miss Manners the respect she deserves.
Lunam: Belinda the way I grew up we were taught that people to not DESERVE respect from others they have to EARN respect from others.
Referee Jacob Summers motions for Candy and Miss Manners to join him in the center of the ring. When both wrestlers are standing next to him he informs them that this is a Standard Rules Match with the winner determined by Pinfall, Submission, Count-Out, or Disqualification. He asks Candy and Miss Manners if they understand how he will officiate their match and they tell Referee Summers they understand. He then pats down both wrestlers to ensure they do not have foreign objects or substances on them and finding them clean he sends both back to their corners. He tells them to come out fighting when they hear the bell from the Timekeeper that officially starts their match. Both return to their corner to await the bell from the timekeeper.
DING DING DING!
Candy and Miss Manners quickly exit their corners and race toward each other where they slam into each other and launch into a fit of shoving, punching, kicking, and trying to throw each other to the mat for an advantage. Neither is able to take down their opponent and Referee Jacob Summers is closely watching to ensure nothing illegal takes place. After Miss Manners and Candy continue to vie for the advantage Candy manages to maneuver Miss Manners into a corner against the ropes. Referee Summers, wanting to prevent an assault on Miss Manners who is stuck in the corner ropes, steps in and gets between Candy and Miss Manners and he tells Candy to step back to allow Miss Manners to come out of the ropes.
Lunam: I understand why a Referee would break up something like this going on when one of the wrestlers is against the ropes. However I wish Referee Summers would have backed away and let the two go at each other as that would be interesting to see how that would have turned out.
Simone: Erik it is like this. When a wrestler has been pushed back into a corner and their opponent refuses to back off to allow them to get untangled from the ropes, it is the job of the Referee to ensure they have an opportunity to come of of the ropes without being attacked until the Referee informs the two wrestlers that they can continue the action of the match.
Miss Manners motions to Candy to get back and Candy finally backs off a bit. This causes Referee Summers to motion to Miss Manners to come off the ropes and get into the action of the match and Miss Manners comes off the ropes. She slowly walks towards Candy and when she gets close to Candy she lashes out with a swift kick to the mid-section of Candy causing Candy to double over from the blow. Miss Manners takes the advantage of the result of the kick by dropping Candy to the mat with a DDT and she quickly dives on top of Candy for the pin attempt and Referee Summers drops into position and begins the count on the pin attempt.
ONE!
TWO!
Before Referee Summers can drop his hand for the three count Candy is able to get her shoulder up to stop the count. Candy also manages to get away from the grasp of Miss Manners and then she rolls to the side and over to the ropes where she ties herself up in t he ropes which causes Referee Jacob Summers stands between Candy in the ropes and Miss Manners who is standing a short distance away waiting to pounce upon Candy again.
Simone: That should have been the end of this match. I am not sure how Candy managed to get out of the pin attempt and then be able to roll over to the ropes like she did.
Lunam: Often the wrestlers react on instinct.
The two wrestlers charge at each other and they both work hard to gain the advantage over the other. After trading blows for a time it is Candy who gains the advantage by driving Miss Manners into the mat with a Bulldog. Candy then rolls Miss Manners on her back and goes for a pin hooking both legs of Miss Manners. Referee Summers drops to the mat and begins a count on the attempted pinfall.
ONE!
TWO!
Just before Referee Jacob Summers can deliver the third count Miss Managers manages to get her shoulder off the mat to stop the count. Miss Manners squirms out of the hold Candy has on her and she stands up and moves back several steps to plan her next move. Candy has also up on her feet and she is staring at Miss Manners. Both wrestlers are calculating what they want to do next.
Lunam: We have a stand-off.
Simone: Yep.
Referee Summers keeps close to the action as Miss Manners and Candy circle each other looking for the opportunity to take advantage of the other. We watch as they step toward each other then back away. Each attempts various maneuvers to try to take the other off their feet and to the mat but both are currently unable to take down the other. Miss Manners begins to taunt Candy by waving her hands at Candy trying to get Candy to charge at her so that she can take the advantage on Candy but Candy is not falling for the taunts.
Lunam: It appears we have a situation where neither wrestler is able to get the quick advantage to put their opponent away for the win.
Simone: That happens.
Miss Manners and Candy continue to circle each other while Referee Summers remains close to keep an eye on the action. After a time Candy and Miss Manners lock up and both are trying to get in the advantage position to end this match but both are unable to get a strong enough advantage finish off the other. After struggling against each other for a time Miss Manners releases the hold and she attempts to apply her MORAL JUDGEMENT Michinku Driver on Candy but while in the process of getting the move carried out Candy escapes the attempt and then Candy quickly charges on Miss Manners and lands her DEATH BY CHOCOLATE, Mick Kick, maneuver on Miss Manners. Candy then pulls Miss Manners to her feet then the quickly hits her with her SWEET TOOTH, Stratusfaction, driving Miss Manners onto the mat then she quickly goes for the pin on Miss Manners and she has it locked on hard. Referee Summers begins the count on the pin attempt. . .
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Referee Summers calls for the bell to end this match.
DING DING DING!
Lunam: Well it ended up being Candy who was able to take advantage in the match for the win.
Simone: Wrestling matches often go that way.
Referee Summers tells Candy to let go of Miss Manners then for her to stand next to him and she does so.
Justin: The official decision in this match, by Referee Jacob Summers, is the winner of this match, by pinfall, is CANDY!!!
Referee Summers raises the hand of Candy for the win. After holding her hand up for a time he drops her hand and Candy begins to leave the ring and as she does she thanks for crowd for their support in the match. Candy exits the ring and makes her way into the backstage area. Our attention is returned to the ring where Miss Manners is on her feet and she is complaining to Referee Jacob Summers about his decision in the match. Referee Summers informs Miss Manners that the match is over, and his decision is final, and there is no room for her to question his decision in the match. Miss Manners is upset but she realizes she cannot argue with the Referee over his decision so she exits the ring and makes her way toward the backstage area while the majority of the crowd boos her.
Backstage at the CITY in Cancun, the camera pans over as “Stoner” Scott Oliver saunters into frame, a loose joint tucked behind his ear for effect, eyes half-lidded, microphone in hand. He spots Helluva Bottom Carter leaning casually against a wall, World Heavyweight Championship glinting under the fluorescent lights.
Stoner: Yo… yo, yo… what’s up, Carter, my man? Stoner here. Big question for the Big Champ, baby. Two weeks from now, Violent Conduct X… you defending the gold against Aiden Reynolds. How’s the ol’ ticker feelin’? Nervous? Excited? Or… like… just vibin’, man?
Carter smiles, but is unable to refrain from wrinkling his nose at the ‘aroma” emanating from Scott Oliver.
HBCarter: Scott… you know me. I don’t get nervous. I don’t get… too excited. I just handle business. Reynolds is a big name, sure—but at Violent Conduct X, I’m walking out with this around my waist. Simple as that.
Scott nods and squints at him, as if he is trying to read the aura of the champion.
Stoner: Riiighhhht… but, uh… here’s a weird twist, man. Tonight, you’re tag-teaming with your… uh… your challenger. How… how’s it feel to… you know… team with the guy who’s tryna take your shiny shiny?
Before Carter can respond, the camera pans slightly to reveal Aiden Reynolds walking calmly into the frame. He casually grabs the microphone from Stoner, his presence calm but commanding, eyes locked on Carter.
Aiden Reynolds: Funny question, Carter. You wanna know how I feel about teaming with the champion? Let me tell you… it’s interesting. Dangerous. But… necessary.
He smirks.
Aiden Reynolds: Justin Smith? A ticking time bomb. Felix ‘The Cat’ Hernandez? Unpredictable as always. So yeah… teaming with you tonight? Let’s just say I’m ready for the chaos… and I don’t need to hold your hand to do it.
Aiden slowly steps past them, smirking over his shoulder at Carter as if challenging him silently, then disappears down the corridor. Carter exhales slowly, gripping his title a little tighter, while Stoner blinks slowly, clearly still processing.
Stoner: …Dude… did he just… like… he just answered for you, man. Trippy.
HBCarter: Yeah, Scott… he did. Now let’s see if he can back it up.
Camera lingers on Carter’s determined expression, the World Heavyweight Title gleaming as the segment fades out.
The cameras pan around arena catching the reaction of all the SCW fans as the sounds of “Wretched and Divine” by Black Veil Brides plays over the PA signaling the arrival of the roulette Champion Vincent Lyons Jr which elicits massive boos from the crowd
He walks to the ring slowly but with purpose and rolls in glaring around at the crowd not saying anything for several moments before finally raising a microphone to his lips.
Vincent Lyons Jr: I have become so sick and tired of people telling me what type of champion I should be. I'm told I should go out here and prove myself as a champion and show why I hold this championship even though it was handed to me.
The crowd begins to chant you suck.
Vincent Lyons Jr: You shut your mouths! What do any of you know? Like it or not I am the really champion and NOBODY is going to tell me what to do anymore, because you know what I don't need anybody I can do whatever I want.
Another pause has the crowd boos some more.
Vincent Lyons Jr: Everybody just wants to tell me what to do and how to be, and I don't need any of them. I don't need the Lyons Den. I don't need any of you and I don't need a sister either.
Simone: I don't think Victoria is going to like hearing that…
Vincent Lyons Jr: And if anybody has a problem with how I do things, they can suffer the same fate as Logan Hunter did. But this time I'll finish the job and if you get involved in something that's not your business again LJ Kasey, I'll do the same to you and your little girlfriend too.
Now the asshole chants start!
Crowd: ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE!
Vincent Lyons Jr: I am the Roulette Champion because they chose me. I'm who they want as a champion they don't want Logan Hunter, they don't want Liam Davis, they don't want LJ Kasey they picked me I'm the best I'm the champion scw wanted. I am The Chosen.
And now the shut the fuck up chants.
Vincent Lyons Jr: No I won't shut up I will stand out here and you will all listen to every goddamn word I have to say. Now when it comes to Logan Hunter…..
Brooke: You know, I’m beginning to think that I liked you better when you talked LESS OFTEN!
Simone: Oh god, now Brooke’s out here.
Lunam: And you know Logan won’t be far behind.
Brooke and her older twin sister Marissa step out onto the entrance ramp and stand there, Marissa has her arms crossed while Brooke has the mic.
Brooke: You really think they gave you the Roulette Title because they viewed you as the most worthy?! No, they were scared of what Logan would do as Champion! Before you got that title you were nothing more than Victoria’s side kick and you only won that tag team match all those months ago because you were facing a man Logan was feuding with at the time!
Brooke starts to pace.
Brooke: But here’s the thing Vinny-poo, you thought that your attempted drowning of Logan was enough to keep him out of Mexico? PUH-LEASE!
Lunam: My god, that catchphrase is even more annoying in person.
Simone: And now you feel my pain.
Brooke: Truth is? They only needed to keep Logan in Cyprus overnight for observation in the end, thanks in large part to the help of security and Lyle………….
Brooke fakes gagging, really hamming it up in the process.
Brooke: Sorry, I'm still shocked that my boyfriend is still alive thanks to a damn Kasey, but the point is? You didn’t finish the job!
Logan slides into the ring behind Vincent and glares a hole right through him, Brooke and Marissa start making their way down to the ring..
Brooke: An eye for an eye, YOU SON OF A BITCH!
Logan: VINCENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
VINCENT SPINS AROUND AND AND GETS ROCKED WITH THE RIGHT HAND OF GOD BY LOGAN!
Simone: Oh my god, I don’t think I’ve ever seen them so angry!
Lunam: And Logan’s not done!
Logan pounces on Vincent and reigns down punches with the brass knuckle loaded first, Brooke calls for bim to stop and Vincent is busted open! Then? Brooke slides a chair to Logan which he fits around Vincent’s neck.
Logan: See you in hell.
Logan ascends the top rope, his intentions clear.
Liam walks on stage, seeing everything that goes on before he runs down to the ring and uses punches on Logan, just punches, and he gets up feeling a little better about himself as he asks for a microphone and talks.
Liam Davis: Forgotten someone, both of you? I don’t give a damn if Sin City Wrestling wants me as champion or not. I’m not solely doing this match just to win a championship. It’s something more to me than the championship. A place to let my anger out in a constructive way, unlike the way you're doing it, Logan.
Pause before Liam continues.
Liam Davis: The only reason you became champion, Vincent, wasn’t because you beat the champion to do so; you were gifted the championship because Guy left the company, so you weren’t exactly wanted, you were just in the right position at the right time to be handed a title just for showing up. Pathetic.
Logan gets right back into Liam’s face, face red with anger.
Logan: STAY OUT OF THIS! THIS IS BETWEEN ME AND UNDERWOOD’S CHOSEN USURPER OF MY THRONE!
The two men keep jaw jacking but Brooke takes the opportunity to slide into the ring, ready to low blow Liam from behind, however before she can? Marissa trips the younger of the twin sisters up and yanks Brooke out of the ring.
Brooke: What the hell are you doing?!
Marissa: Keeping the playing field even!
As the twins argue Vincent gets back to his feet and goes straight after his two challengers, Logan and Liam see him coming and three men brawl their way out of the ring, with Marissa pulling Brooke out of the way before either of the three can accidentally hit her.
Simone: It’s clear to me Erick that things will only get more heated in two weeks at Violent Conduct.
Lunam: And I think things will continue to escalate between Logan and Vincent from there.
The twins follow the three men to the back as the scene fades.
A dimly lit hallway backstage at CITY. The neon from the main club barely illuminates the walls. An SCW employee, clipboard in hand, rounds a corner, muttering to themselves.
Employee: Okay, inventory… make sure the locker room … wait, what’s…
They see a slightly ajar closet door. Curiosity gets the better of them. They step closer and slowly push the door open…Employee: Huh…?
Suddenly, the door swings fully open, and inside the closet, two figures sit perfectly still, faces painted in tattered, grotesque clown-like makeup. Ghastly smiles stretch unnaturally across their faces. Anthrax and Twisted Sister, the infamous Metal Maniacs, are watching. The employee freezes, heart pounding.
Anthrax smiles and waves hello.
Anthrax: Hi.
The employee takes a cautious step back, eyes wide. Twisted Sister suddenly leans forward and emits a bone-chilling SCREAM that echoes through the hallway!
The employee stumble backward, dropping the clipboard, and bolts down the hallway. The sound of their frantic footsteps fades as the Metal Maniacs remain in the closet, sitting still once again, their sinister smiles never wavering.
Simone: Welcome back to the Go Home Edition of Climax Control for Violent Conduct X! Three weeks ago in Monaco Eddie Lyons faced the World Heavyweight Champion HB Carter in a non-title match which ended in a disqualification loss for Eddie after Akex Jones interfered in the match which was followed by Christian adding them both to the TLC Match for the vacated Internet Championship! And now? They will go one on one!
Lunam: We learned two weeks ago that they will be joined by Miles Kasey after he beat “Bulldog” Bill Barnhart in a qualifier match and we don’t know the identity of the fourth man as of yet but you know this match is going to be physical.
Simone: Let’s take it to Justin!
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
As Clouds by NF begins A fog fills the stage area, as Eddie Lyons appears in the middle, hoodie up, and arms folded. He stands there looking down at the ring for a few moments. Shooting a fist into the air, Eddie pulls his hoodie down, and makes his way down the ramp, tagging the hands of a few fans along the way before climbing the stairs into the ring. Eddie extends his arms to both sides then drops to a knee, and punches the mat, he then moves to his corner to await the start of the match.
Justin: Introducing first, from Charlotte, North Carolina, weighing 230ibs, “Unbreakable” Eddie Lyons!
Simone: It has been a very interesting cycle for the Lyons Den and frankly? Eddie’s had the tamest cycle of the lot!
Lunam: Vincent was not only gifted the Roulette Title after Guy’s departure but after Logan Hunter cost him the match against LJ Kasey last week? He straight up tried to down Logan in the pool! As for Victoria? She’s been in a rut since she lost the Bombshell Roulette Title to Harper Mason at Summer XXXTreme!
Justin: And his opponent!
Tommy Vext's "Cancel the king" hits and as the lyrics of the intro cut into the guitar Alex steps out wearing a black and red "wolfslair" t-shirt and his wrestling gear. He makes his way down to the ring with an arrogant sneer………….
Justin: And his opponent, from Dallas, Texas, weighing 225ibs. ALEX………………
EDDIE HITS ALEX WITH A SUICIDE DIVE BEFORE JUSTIN CAN EVEN FINISH THE INTRODUCTION! Eddie continues to rain down punches on Alex and Drew has no choice to call for the bell!
DING DING DING!
Simone: Well, we knew things were heated between the two men but I didn’t think it was THAT heated!
Lunam: Eddie’s been an honourable wrestler since he joined SCW, do you know how badly you have to piss off a guy like that to get that much of a response? Because Alex just found out!
Once the bell rings Drew gets out of the ring the ring and gets Eddie off Alex to give the wrestling veteran some breathing room and a chance to regroup, Eddie gives Alex that chance but as soon as he’s back on his feet Eddie bullrushes Alex again only this time? Alex counters the charge with an overhead Belly to Belly Suplex! Eddie lands hard and Alex smirks, entering the ring and waiting for Drew to get back into the ring and start the countout.
Simone: Alex just turned this around in a big way!
Lunam: And if Eddie doesn’t recover? He might win this via countout!
Alex perches himself in a corner hammock style as Drew applies his ten count but Eddie’s back in the ring before the count can even reach six and Alex quicky hops off his perch, taking Eddie down with a running lariat before Eddie can even regain his bearings! Alex goes for the first pin of the match but Drew is out of position at first and is slow to apply the count as a result.
ONE!
TWO!
And Eddie kicks out! Alex shakes his head before going for another pin, hooking the leg this time to be sure.
ONE!
TWO!
And Eddie still kicks out!
Simone: Eddie is called Unbreakable for a reason and Alex is finding that out first hand.
Lunam: And you can bet he’s going to try to find a way to break him one way or another!
Alex shakes his head before he gives Eddie a few stomps for good measure and then pulls his younger opponent up to his feet only for Eddie to counter whatever he was planning with a sitout jawbreaker that sends Alex stumbling back, giving Eddie a chance to get back to his feet on his own, when he does Eddie throws a stiff forearm to the face of Alex and Alex returns the favor resulting in a brawl between the two men.
Simone: We knew this would be less of a wrestling match and more of a straight up fight but I thought Eddie and Alex would at least wait a little longer than this!
Lunam: When tensions are this high patience goes out the window!
Both men find themselves on the outside of the ring again, this time thanks to them falling through the ropes mid-brawl, and Alex manages to stun Eddie with a European Uppercut that sends Eddie reeling and a part of the barricade facing the stairwell between the chairs in the stands! Alex charges in but the roles from earlier in the match are reversed as Eddie backdrops Alex into he crowd! Eddie uses this chance to roll in and out of the ring to break Drew’s ten count but then he gets an idea.
Simone: I’m not sure if I’m going to like what Eddie’s got in mind here!
Lunam: I’m sure Alex will like it even less!
Indeed, Eddie starts climbing the turnbuckle closest to where Alex landed while Alex is regaining his bearings in the crowd! Then EDDIE LEAPS OFF THE TOP ROPE AND HITS A MOONSAULT INTO THE CROWD AND ON ALEX! The crowd in Cancun, Mexico are losing their minds as they start chanting in Spanish.
Simone: My Spanish is a bit rusty but I think the crowd are chanting holy shit!
Lunam: After what Eddie did to Alex? I’d believe it!
Drew immediately leaves the ring to go check on both men and once it’s confirmed that they are okay Drew gives them a chance to get back in the ringside area and Eddie does just that, Suplexing Alex back into the ringside area and leaping over the barricade after him, Eddie then rolls Alex back into the ring and goes for his first pin of the match, hooking the leg for good measure.
ONE!
TWO!
And Alex kicks out!
Simone: Eddie might have had Alex there if this was a Falls Count Anywhere Match!
Lunam: Let’s be honest, that’s a big if!
Eddie shakes his head before he picks up Alex but the wrestling veteran rakes Eddie’s eyes to buy himself some time! Drew admonishes Alex but the Texan pays him no attention as he points to his forehead but Eddie has since recovered and catches him with a Small Package as soon as Alex turns his attention back to Eddie!
ONE!
TWO!
And Alex kicks out! Both men get back to their feet and go for the same move, a running clothesline, knocking them both down.
Simone: And now both men are down!
Lunam: Whoever gets up first between Alex and Eddie will have a huge advantage!
At the count of seven Alex sits up but rather than get up? He rolls out of the ring and heads straight to the timekeeper’s area, grabbing two chairs and heading back towards the ring, he sides the first chair into the ring blatantly in front of Drew and Drew immediately grabs it, leaving the ring to return it to the timekeep’s section but Alex returns to the ring and starts measuring Eddie up for a chair shot!
Simone: I’m getting flashbacks to their first match here!
Lunam: So am I and I wasn’t even employed by SCW at that point!
Once Eddie gets back ri his feet Alex charges in for the shot BUT EDDIE DUCKS! The chair bounces off the top rope and into Alex’s face and Eddie gets him with a School Boy right as Drew returns to the ring!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING! DING! DING!
Justin: Here’s your winner, EDDIE LYONS!
Simone: Eddie just pulled a fast one on Alex!
Lunam: Alex is gonna be pissed heading into the TLC Match!
Eddie bails from the ring as Alex lunges for him with the chair and is already heading up the ramp, celebrating his win.
The camera shot turns to the backstage area where the dressing rooms for the wrestlers are located. A dressing room door opens and the camera person turns and they get Felix Hernandez in their camera sights. When Felix realizes the camera person is broadcasting Felix gazes into the camera and presents some comments for his Tag Team match against Helluva Bottom Carter and Aiden Reynolds with his partner being Justin Smith.
Felix: Watch and learn people. Event though I have trust issues with Justin Smith, who has been assigned as my tag team partner for this match, I plan on giving a great performance. However the match turns out is fine with me. Then when the SuperCard comes up that is where I will have my grudge match against Justin Smith with the rules being the loser of our match must leave Sin City Wrestling. I don’t have anything else to say right now as I will do the remaining of my talking in the ring.
Felix runs off down the hallway to get to the staging area so he is ready to make his entrance. The camera person keeps focused on Hernandez until Felix turns the corner then they cut their camera feed.
Overly dramatic music. A slow zoom on Bea Barnhart, standing in her backyard in a pink tracksuit, arms crossed. Beside her, Iris the bulldog sits proudly… and then plops a fresh one on the grass.
Narrator: Are you tired of THIS happening every single day?
Cut to Bea gasping in mock horror, fanning her face with both hands.
Bea Barnhart: (overacting) Not AGAIN, Iris! My neighbors already think I run a biohazard site!
Quick cut to stock footage of disgusted neighbors pinching their noses, one even faints into a bush.
Narrator: Introducing… the Super Duper Pooper Scooper! The only device guaranteed to turn your yard from a doo-doo disaster into a pristine paradise!
Cut to Bea holding the device: it’s way too big, chrome-plated, and looks like a cross between a backhoe and a salad tong. Iris tilts her head at it, confused.
Bea Barnhart: (grinning at camera) With the Super Duper Pooper Scooper, I don’t bend, I don’t gag, I don’t even have to look at it! Watch this!
She lowers the scoop dramatically. A mechanical WHOOSH sound effect plays as it clamps down on Iris’s poop, complete with glowing LED lights. Triumphantly, Bea raises it like a trophy.
Bea Barnhart: TA-DA! One scoop and it’s gone!
Iris barks once, perfectly timed.
Narrator: Ordinary scoopers leave you vulnerable to stink, splatter, and neighborhood shame! But the Super Duper Pooper Scooper features:
Turbo Clamp Technology™ ("Because smush is not a texture you want!")
Odor Neutralizer Cannon™ (a puff of lavender mist sprays out dramatically)
Automatic Disposal Mode™ (catapults the poop into a trash bin across the yard)
Cut to Bea activating Auto Disposal - the scoop flings the poop like a catapult, but it misses and lands on her nosy neighbor’s windshield. The neighbor screams. Bea shrugs.
Bea Barnhart: (smiling at camera) Eh, two outta three ain't bad.
Narrator: And if you order right now, you’ll also get the Mini Super Duper Pooper Scooper for those… travel emergencies!
Bea demonstrates by whipping a keychain-sized scooper out of her purse. Iris poops on a sidewalk café patio. Bea dramatically scoops it while sipping her latte with her other hand.
Bea Barnhart: (to waiter) See? Classy ladies can have bulldogs."
Final Shot: Bea, Iris wearing sunglasses, and a sparkling clean lawn. Narrator: The Super Duper Pooper Scooper! Take your yard back! One scoop at a time! Bea & Iris: (in unison, Iris barking on cue) Super Duper? Super Pooper! Logo slams on screen with cheesy jingle. Phone number blinks with urgency. Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control and our second tag team match of the night! At Summer XXXTreme Aidan Reynolds won the Overboard Battle Royal to earn a shot at HB Carter at Violent Conduct for the World Heavyweight Championship and now? Champion and challenger team up to take on two other men who will face off at Violent Conduct: Felix Hernandez and Justin Smith! Lunam: Felix and Justin will di battle in a Loser Leaves Town Match at Violent Conduct so this will be the last time we see either man in an SCW Ring on Climax Control! Tensions are running high in this one and most of it will be between the partners! Simone: Let’s take it to Justin! Justin: The following contest is a tag team match, scheduled for one fall! The Felix The Cat theme song hits the speakers as Felix Hernandez, who has the nickname THE CAT, steps out from the backstage area. He stops at the middle of the landing while the Felix The Cat theme song plays. When the song ends Felix Hernandez starts to walk down the ramp to the ring. When he arrives at ringside he walks up the ring steps then ducks through the ropes into the ring. After playing up the crowd for a short time Felix walks to a corner and waves to the fans. Felix then leans back into the corner to await the arrival of his opponent...OR IF HIS OPPONENT MAKES THEIR ENTRY FIRST then:...Felix glares at his opponent on the opposite side of the ring. Justin: Introducing team number one: first from Athens, Georgia, weighing 165ibs, FELIX “THE CAT” HERNANDEZ! Simone: Felix will be fighting for his SCW Career at Violent Conduct but tonight he’s fighting for bragging rights! Lunam: And so is his partner! The opening riffs of Madness by Liliac hits the speakers as Justin “Tarrytown Tormenter” Smith comes out to the stage, looking smug. He stands there as the crowd gives him boos. The New York Smasher walks from one side of the stage 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. Justin: And his partner, from Tarrytown, New York! Weighing two hundred and fifty pounds! -- The Tarrytown Tormenter JUSTIN SMITH!!!! The Tarrytown Tormenter 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. Simone: Justin’s record in SCW hasn’t been great but he’s been persistent! Lunam: Some would say to a fault! Justin: And their opponents! The opening riff of Parkway Drive's "Vice grip" hits. The high speed gives way to Aiden Reynolds stepping out onto the stage, a fist in the air and a black leather jacket with "The Aussie Wolf" spray painted on the back. He moves his way down to the ring and as the refrain of the song hits he throws his arms out to the side as he and the crowd both chant.
"YEAAAH YEAH YEAH" Justin: First, from the Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia, THE AUSSIE WOLF AIDAN REYNOLDS! He leaps onto the apron and takes a few steps backwards before sling shoting himself into the ring and spinning around, he then stops and drops to one knee slamming his fist into the mat. Simone: Aidan earned the shot at Carter like he said but can they co-exist as a team? Lunam: That’s the million dollar question! Justin: And his partner! The dancing techno beat of Lady Gaga's LGBTQ anthem, "Born This Way" kicks up over the sound system. The crowd turns to the stage where Helluva Bottom Carter dances out onto the stage amidst the cheers of the SCW Universe! Clad in his favourite Ostrich jacket and sparkling lavender shades over his eyes, Carter bows and sweeps at the waist, blowing a kiss. Justin: From Seattle, Washington, weighing one hundred and seventy six pounds, he is the World Heavyweight Champion "The Hardcore Bottom" -- Helluva Bottom Carter! Carter runs toward the ring, slapping hands offered out to him all around the ringside area. He then hops up onto the ring apron in a split and slides beneath the bottom rope. He crawls seductively on all fours until he arrives in his corner. He pulls himself up and removes his shades and jacket, passing them out to the ringside attendant before laying across the top corner. Simone: We’ve said it many times but beneath all of Carter’s flamboyancy is one hell of a wrestler! Lunam: He was trained at the Go Gym after all. Jasmine goes over the rules with both teams before telling them to decide who goes first, Felix and Aidan decide to kick things off and Jasmine calls for the bell!
DING DING DING!
Simone: And this tag match is underway!
Lunam: This will be good!
Once the bell rings Felix and Aiden start circling each other before they lock up in the middle of the ring, Aidan uses his size and weight advantage to back Felix up to the ring ropes and while Jasmine forces Aidan to back off but Feliz catches the Aussie off guard with a punch to the jaw while Jasmine is separating the two men and he keeps it up despite Jasmine’s warnings this backs Aidan up to the opposite ropes where Felix sends Aidan across the rings, on the rebound though? Aidan blasts Felix with a Shotgun Dropkick!
Simone: I think Felix is starting to regret starting with Aidan, especially since he’s the bigger of the two men!
Lunam: Yeah, Justin is more Aidan’s side while Felix might do better against Carter!
Aidan goes for the first pin of the tag match.
ONE!
TWO!
And Justin breaks it up before dragging Felix back to their team’s corner and tagging himself back in! Felex isn’t exactly in a position to complain about this because he’s still rocked by Aidan’s dropkick and it also allows the two bigger men to trade blows, Carter cheers on his future challenge/current teammate as Aidan and Justin trade blows.
Simone: Justin isn’t exactly the most graceful wrestler on the roster but he did a smart thing by dragging Felix over to their corner!
Lunam: It’s as I said, Justin’s the largest man in the match and Aidan’s the only wrestler in it that comes close to his side, Carter and Feliz on the other hand are tailor made for each other!
Eventually Aidan’s superior ability compared to Justin allows him to take control of the match despite being smaller than Justin, ducking and weaving through Justin’s punches and scoring with some shots of his own! Aidan backs Justin up to the ropes and goes to send him across but Justin reverses and Felix pulls the top rope down right before Aidan hits it, sending the Aussie to the outside in the process! The crowd boos Felix’s cheap tactics but his subsequent senton dive from the apron to keep Aidan down gets a pop from them.
Simone: And just like that? Felix and Justin have the advantage!
Lunam: And Carter’s beside himself in his team’s corner!
Felix wastes no time in throwing Aidan back in the ring where Justin lays in a couple of stomps before going for his first pin of the match.
ONE!
TWO!
And Carter breaks it up with a Springboard Senton! Not to be outdone, Carter than sprints across the ring and makes Felix pay for his outside interference by hitting him with a Suicide Dive, knocking The Cat against the barricade! Back inside the ring Justin has recovered from Carter’s pin-breakup and has locked in an armbar on Aidan!
Simone: I think Carter just made his thoughts on Felix’s interference clear!
Lunam: But now Justin has Aidan in that armbar!
While Carter and Felix regain their bearings on the outside Jasmine checks on Aidan as Justin keeps the armbar locked in tight but Aidan refuses to give up the fight as he starts making his way over to the ropes to try to get a rope break! Justin tries to crank up the pressure on the hold by adjusting his position but Aidan still manages to each the bottom rope, forcing the rope break and Justin lets go, all the while Felix and Carter are back on their corners, ready for a tag.
Simone: And now Carter and Felix are ready for the tag!
Lunam: Can Aidan make it? Or will Justin stop him?
Justin goes to pick up Aidan but gets caught with a Small Package!
ONE!
TWO!
And Justin kicks out! Justin is the first to get back to his feet and again picks up Aidan, this time pulling up the Aussie by his leg, after hopping around for a few seconds Aidan leaps and hits Justin with an Enziguri before tagging in Carter! The champ gives Justin a chance to get back to his feet and when he does? Carter sends him flying across the ring with a Springboard Dropkick! Justin lands near his team’s corner and Felix takes the opportunity to tag himself back in!
Simone: And the champ is in!
Lunam: And so is the champ!
Carter kips up following the dropkick and Felix is waiting for him, going toe to toe with the World Heavyweight Champion with Justin lurks near his team’s corner! Felix manages to catch Carter with a knee lift to the midsection before dropping the champ with a DDT! Felix goes for a pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Carter kicks out! Felix shakes his head before picking up Carter and going for a Suplex on the champion but Carter reverses it into a rollup mid-air!
ONE!
TWO!
And Justin breaks it up! Felix and Justin start stomping away on the champion while Aidan watches on.
Simone: It’s all breaking down but Aidan doesn’t seem to be in much hurry to help Carter!
Lunam: Why not? Justin and Felix are basically softening him up for Aidan!
Felix and Justin pick up Carter and drag him to their corner where, despite Jasmine’s warnings, they punch and kick away at him before sending him across the ring and to his team’s corner, Aidan watches as Carter stops himself and lets Felix charge in before hitting him with the Buttocks Injection, ramming Felex’s face into his rear end repeatedly before sending him away! Justin tries to get in the fight but Carter hits him with the same move!
Simone: And Carter gives Buttocks Injections to both Justin and Felix!
Lunam: Right in front of Aidan too!
Justin rolls out of the ring and Felix is stumbling around the centre of the ring while Carter is setting up for the Fruit Fly, his version of the Eclipse! However at the very last moment? Aidan tags himself back in!
Simone: What’s Aidan doing?
Lunam: Sending a message to Carter!
Carter argues about it because Aidan points to Justin who is getting back on his feet, Carter nods and instead hits Justin with the Fruit Fly while Aidan gets into the ring, snatches Felix onto his shoulders and hits him with a TKO!
Simone: Fruit Fly to Justin and the Gold Coast Cutter to Felix!
Lunam: They are both out, stick a fork in them, they are done!
Aidan goes for the pin on Felix!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here are your winners, Aidan Reynolds, and the World Heavyweight Champion HB Carter!
Simone: Aidan scores the win for the team but not without controversy.
Lunam: Things will be heated heading into Violent Conduct’s Main Event!
Carter takes his title and heads to the back while Aidan points at him and makes a belt motion and Jasmine checks on Felix and Justin.
We switch our scene to the backstage area where we see SCW General Manager Evelyn Hall and Laura Phoenix in the back having a general and inaudible conversation until the cameras get a little closer.
Evelyn: Tell ya what, one of the better things that happened since I started working here was having you back here working with this crazy crew.
Laura: Trust me, I’m glad to be of some help back here and give back.
Evelyn: Well considering out of all the legends we have had, you have quite literally done it all.
Laura laughs for a moment.
Laura: Retired and yet I keep coming back. I’m done with the in-ring side of things but that doesn’t mean that I can’t help beyond training the next generation.
Evelyn: And speaking of...
The camera pans out and we see Miles Kasey standing there with a smile on his face.
Laura: Well hey there Miles.
Miles: Laura, good to see you as always. I was wondering if I could have a bit of a chat with our new General Manager?
Laura looks back at Evelyn and nods.
Laura: Oh of course, Evelyn we’ll chat later. I gotta get back to work anyways.
Evelyn: Absolutely. See you later.
Laura gives Miles a quick hug to Miles before seeing her way out. Miles turns to Evelyn and tucks his hands in his pockets.
Evelyn: Congratulations on your win last week, Miles.
Miles: Thank you, and I appreciate the opportunity to once again become the Internet Champion but I feel like I need to ask the question that Alex Jones and Eddie Lyons sort of forgot to ask or are too caught up in their own thing with one another to ask.
Evelyn: Let me take a guess, who is the 4th in the fatal fourway at Violent Conduct?
Miles: Yes, exactly. I couldn’t help but notice that there were no other qualifiers and this is the go-home show before the supercard.
Evelyn: Yes, I was aware of that one myself. I can’t believe it was missed.
Miles: Hey, these past few weeks have been insane with everything that has happened, and you got thrown directly into the thick of it. So if I may, I may have a potential solution to the issue of the final opponent.
Evelyn: You have my attention.
Miles: I just beat him last week.
Evelyn looks at Miles and tilts her head ever so slightly.
Evelyn: You’re saying, Bill Barnhart should be the final name in the fatal fourway after you just beat him to qualify for that match?
Miles: I know, it’s crazy. If I was any other asshole in the locker room, I would just be like “Let’s find someone else”.
Evelyn: Fair point.
Miles: But it’s Violent Conduct, in a fatal fourway that has NO rules which means there is gonna be some crazy shit going down and where’s the one man that pretty much made that his bread and butter? On the sidelines because I beat him. Meanwhile Alex and Eddie were just named into the match. NOT that they didn’t deserve that, but in the interest of fairness..
Evelyn holds up her hands and smiles.
Evelyn: I see what you’re saying. Let me take it into consideration and I’m sure we’ll have it figured out by the end of the night.
Miles: A very diplomatic answer. Appreciate the chance though.
Evelyn: Of course, good luck in two weeks and of course good luck to your husband.
Miles: I will pass the message.
Miles shakes her hand and walks away. Evelyn: Well I’ll be damned. Justin Smith rounds a corner, eyes locked on Felix “The Cat” Hernandez. Felix pivots, crouched, ready. Justin lunges! Shoulder crashes into Felix, sending him into a wall of stacked steel cases! Cases topple with a deafening clang! Felix rolls free, swinging a metal chair that cracks against Justin’s shoulder! Justin stumbles but snatches a nearby fire extinguisher, swinging it into Felix’s midsection! Felix doubles over, then grabs a steel folding chair, smashing it across Justin’s back! Simone: These two are not waiting for Violent Conduct X! Lunam: Get some help back there! They crash into a catering table, trays of food, bottles, and cutlery scatter in all directions! Felix grabs a nearby lighting stand, swinging it like a baseball bat. Justin ducks, yanking a cable from the wall and whipping it across Felix’s face. Sparks erupt where the cable connects with an exposed outlet! Justin slams Felix into a stack of crates! Felix responds with a vicious knee, sending Justin into a metal locker! Felix catches Justin with a brutal elbow, sending him tumbling over a rolling equipment cart! The cart collides with a wall, shattering monitors and spilling cables everywhere! Felix yanks Justin to his feet and slams him headfirst into a table, which collapses under the weight!
Blood mixes with sweat! Neither man slows! They crash into a pile of steel chairs, scattering them like missiles! Security bursts around the corner, stunned at the destruction! Justin throws Felix into a stack of crates one last time, then swings a steel chair, barely missing! Felix counters with a flying elbow, sending both men staggering, bruised and battered. Security moves in, tackling both men to the floor, separating them! Lunam: Well it’s about bloody time! Simone: They were aiming to end each others’ careers here in Cancun! They fight against the hold, struggling violently, fists pounding, but the overwhelming force of multiple guards finally pins them down! Both men lie on the ground, panting, bloodied, and seething, staring each other down. Even restrained, the raw intensity between Justin and Felix is palpable, neither man backing down! The CITY pulses with neon light, a kaleidoscope of pinks, blues, and greens reflecting off mirrored disco balls hanging high above. Smoke drifts lazily from machines at the corners, curling around the six-sided ring like mist. The music thumps with a deep, electronic bass.
The ring is unlike any traditional wrestling setup. Its six sides are surrounded not by ropes, but by thick, plush velvet ropes. The ropes shimmer under the strobes, casting soft reflections onto the ring canvas. At each corner, the usual turnbuckles have been replaced by padded chrome posts, gleaming under the lights. The canvas itself is dark, glossy, and slightly reflective, giving the effect of a VIP dance floor rather than a wrestling mat.
Beyond the ropes, the bouncers stand ready, broad-shouldered and imposing, dressed in crisp black suits with earpieces, arms folded across their chests. Their job tonight is clear: escort anyone who goes over the velvet ropes immediately out of the ring, treating wrestlers as if they were unruly club patrons being shown the exit. They shift slightly, scanning the ring, already bracing for the chaos to come.
The CITY is packed, but the front rows are cordoned off with velvet ropes and illuminated VIP signage. Fans lean forward eagerly, hands raised, their neon glow sticks flickering in time with the music.
Overhead, disco balls spin slowly, scattering fragmented light across the ring and audience. Neon strobes flash in rhythm with the pulsing electronic beat, casting Justin Decent in alternating shadows and bright color, creating an almost hypnotic, electric atmosphere. Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! It's is time for the Main Event of the Evening! It is time for the VIP Battle Royal! The club goers cheer! Justin: And it is time to determine the new Number One Contender for the World Bombshell Championship! Even MORE cheers!
The opening piano strokes of “Skeletons” by Wednesday 13 harbor the arrival of Frankie Holliday. As the guitar riffs begin to ramp up the song, Frankie parts the curtain. A sinister and knowing grin on her face as she doesn’t acknowledge the response in any way, walking down to the ring. Justin: Introducing first! From Milwaukee, Wisconsin! FRANKIE HOLLIDAY!!! Once she hits the ringside area, she simply rolls under the bottom rope and sits in the corner, still with the grin across her lips. She even chuckles to herself as she readies herself for the match. Simone: Frankie Holliday! 2025 Blast From the Past Champion! Lunam: She challenged Kayla Richards oncde and she's going for another chance tonight! The opening riff of “Wolf Within” hits the speakers and once the lyrics kick in Cassie Wolfe emerges from the back excited to start the match, with her hands on her leather jacket’s sides the rookie wrestler turns her back to the crowd, Joshua Acquin soon joins her, applauding his charge. Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, being accompanied by Joshua Acquin, from Greenock, South Australia and now residing in Las Vegas, Nevada, “The Rebel Princess” Cassie Wolfe! When her name is announced Cassie spins around flashing the metal horns sign with her left hand and clapping fans hands with the other, when she reaches the ring Cassie jumps onto the apron before giving her hair a full flip and removing her jacket to give to a stagehand, she then jumps over the top rope and into the ring, rolling to her knees and basking in the moment. Lunam: Do you think Cassie has a lot left in the tank after that tag team match she was in tonight? Simone: Well, there was plenty of time for her to rest and recup between then and now. But still, one has to believe she and Crystal Caldwell are both going into this match at a disadvantage. The arena lights dim as "Hey You" by Nova Rockafeller plays, and Victoria Lyons appears onstage, and makes her slow and haunting walk to the ring. She glares at some of the fans, and even bites at a few as she passes by. Justin: From Charlotte, North Carolina! The "Head Lioness" Victoria LYONS! As she gets in the ring, the lights go back on, as Victoria raises her arms in a V in he middle of the ring, as if looking for worship, and giving the camera a creepy smile. Lunam: I still can't believe that Victoria was disowned by her own brother, Vincent, earlier tonight! Simone: Victoria likes to play the role of uncaring, unfeeling. But that has to have an effect on even her coming into this match! The arena fades to black and as it does we are treated to an old school vintage black and white Hollywood movie countdown.
5
4
3
2
1
As soon as it hits zero that’s the moment that two spotlights land on the curtain and we can see a red carpet being rolled to the ring and at the same time Mo Money Mo Problems by Notorious BIG begins to blast across the speakers.
A gathering of paparazzi stand in front of the curtains and they begin to snap photo after photo as they wait in anticipation for the star to come through the curtains. It isn’t that long until we see Crystal Caldwell along with her manager Mercredes Vargas walking through the curtain. Mercedes smirks as he points at Crystal who strikes a pose as flashes from the cameras go off one after the other. The fans begin to roar with boos and she smiles as Vargas begins to clap her hands for friend and they slowly walk their way to the ring. The crowd showers her with boos but money with Crystal’s face on the bills begin to fall from the sky. Crystal finally reaches the ring where she runs up the steps. She walks to the side of the apron before she throws a pose and jumps landing in a perfect split to enter into the ring. Vargas smirks as he claps for her friend as she screams at the audience. Justin: Making her way to the ring from Hollywood California, representing Mexico City, Mexico, being accompanied by Mercedes Vargas, she is the "THE SILVER SCREEN QUEEN" Crystal Caldwell! Crystal nods her head with a wicked grin as she bounces about and blows a kiss to Todd who smirks. She moves her arms about as Mercedes jumps onto the apron to exchange words with friendt. They wait for the match to begin. Lunam: Speaking of Crystal... and yeah! She has Mercedes out there with her! Simone: Because of course she does! And Mercedes will definitely try to play a hand going into this match! The lights go down and "Cry Little Sister" by Lyric Noel starts to play. The arena is filled with Red and lights and fog. The Silhouette of Alexandra can be seen at the top of the ramp. She poses on the top of the ramp and as the beat drops, she starts to make her way down the ramp, towards the ring. Stopping halfway down the ramp, she stops looking out over the crowd, before continuing on. She smirks seeing some of the signs people made, a cocky smirk crosses her face. Justin: From DALLAS, TX.. ALEXANDRA CALAWAY!!!!! Finishing her walk down the ramp, she climbs onto the ring apron and up onto the turnbuckle. She slips into the ring and poses on the ropes, leaning forward on the ropes, sometimes talking shit with people in front row. Lunam: If ANYONE could thrive in the chaos of a battle royal - especially THIS kind of set up! You're looking at her! Right there! Simone: Alexandra Calaway is definitely a threat to be watched out for. It's everyone for themselves and Alexandra is counting on that exactly! The six women eye each other warily and with anticipation, while on the outside, the bouncers are now joined by every SCW referee - Jasmine St. John! Drew Patton! Jacob Summers! Dawn Barnes! Including even guest referee Holly Wood!
Jasmine looks around to everyone and calls for the bell!
DING DING DING!
The bell rings and the six-sided ring becomes a chaotic dance floor of violence under the neon glow. Velvet VIP ropes ripple slightly as the women circle, testing space, bouncers already looming at ringside like security at the hottest club in town. Frankie Holliday cracks her knuckles and leans against one corner, letting the others make the first move. Alexandra Calaway steps forward boldly, eyes locked on Victoria Lyons, who smirks back at her. Cassie Wolfe bounces lightly on her feet, brimming with nervous energy, while Seleana and Crystal Zdunich stand almost shoulder-to-shoulder, not yet turning their eyes on one another.
Lunam: Oh you just know at some point the personal issues between those two are going to boil over into this match!
Simone: Rumor has it that Crystal did swear she would be the one to eliminate her own wife!
Crystal points toward Frankie and mouths something to Seleana. They nod, and together they charge across the ring. The suddenness catches Frankie off guard, wiping her out with a dual pair of dropkicks! Crystal and Seleana are immediately on the attack and together they drag Frankie to her feet and the Zdunich wives hammer forearms into her chest, backing her into the velvet ropes! The crowd roars at the fast-paced opening, Frankie gripping the ropes tightly as the two women try to heave her over!
Simone: Crystal and Seleana caught Frankie by complete surprise!
Lunam: Maybe we'll see a record elimination?
Frankie throws sharp elbows, catching Seleana across the jaw and a roundhouse right catches Crystal across the temple! She ducks low, bursting forward like a bull, spearing Crystal and Seleana together! Frankie dusts her hands with a cocky smirk, only to be tackled from behind by Cassie Wolfe!
Simone: Cassie has the LEAST amount of experience in this match but she knows when to take advantage!
Cassie rides on Frankie’s back and rains down punches like a scrappy street fighter. Cassie then slips off and drags Holliday upright and Wolfe pivots around, using her arm to send her careening into the corner. Cassie comes running in and leaps, crushing Frankie with an avalanche splash! Cassie then climbs up to the middle turnbuckle and pins Frankie in while Cassie unloads with a number of fists to the face and the fans counting along!
Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX!
Simone: Rookie mistake by Cassie, standing in a position like that in a Battle Royal!
Lunam: All Frankie needs to do is...
But Frankie already does it as she wraps her arms around Cassie's legs and dumps her out over the top, but Cassie holds onto the ropes and slides right back in beneath the bottom rope!
Lunam: That right there was Joshua Acquin's tutelage.
Victoria Lyons claps slowly from the corner, watching the chaos unfold. She only steps forward when Alexandra turns her gaze on her. The two women finally collide, locking up in a rough collar-and-elbow! Victoria wrenches Alexandra into a side headlock and drags her around the ring, raking her forehead across the surface of the velvet's ropes!
Lunam: Yeah, I don't think that's going to have the same effect that it usually would.
Simone: Force of habit I imagine.
Alexandra shoves her off, only for Victoria to come right back in with a big boot to the face that levels Alexandra to the mat! The audience cheers as Alexandra rolls to her knees, glaring daggers at the "Head Lyoness"!
Seleana is the first back up from Frankie’s attack, and she rushes Victoria from the side, spinning her around and chopping her across the chest. Crystal joins in, and the Zdunich wives double-team Victoria Lyons, hammering her with European uppercuts, knife edge chops and forearms! They Irish whip Victoria across the ring, and Seleana drops low while Crystal nails a flying clothesline that sends Victoria sprawling!
Lunam: Y'know, I still can't believe those two are working together after the way Crystal treated Sel!
Simone: I'd say it must be 'another' about face from Crystal but one would think Seleana was used to those by now.
Frankie is up again and charges, only to be cut off by Cassie’s hurricanrana attempt. Frankie catches her in midair, showing a display of impressive strength. She literally carries Cassie over toward the ropes where she tries to dump her out over the top but Cassie's strong legs scissor Frankie's head and she holds on for dear life, hanging upside down! Alexandra comes up from behind and picks Frankie up, trying to take advantage and dump her out over the top rope but now Frankie is holding on as well! Cassie lets go and rolls to the apron and right back inside!
Lunam: Cassie has more lives than the luckiest cat in this match!
Frankie teeters, half over the velvet rope! The bouncers reach up like predators waiting for prey. Frankie kicks Alexandra away at the last moment and remains safe in the ring.
Simone: Still, nobody has been elininated.
The neon strobes flash as the six women keep moving, the club atmosphere wild and alive.
Alexandra Calaway and Victoria Lyons resume their fight, Alexandra taking over where Seleana and Crystal left off. Alexandra backs Victoria into a corner, and she begins throwing down, hammering away at her midsection and head with repeated right hands! Alexandra backs up now that Lyons is softened up, and she charging straight in for a follow up attack but Victoria greets her the hard way with a boot to the kisser! Alexandra staggers back and Victoria comes right out, spinning around and bringing her down with a discus lariat!
Seleana and Crystal keep targeting openings. They move together and now they pick Frankie Holliday again, peppering her with fast kicks, taking turns one right after the other as they both each restrain an arm. Crystal and Seleana then send Frankie into the ropes and go for a double clothesline but Frankie ducks! Holliday comes off the far side and she greets Seleana with a Big boot! Growling, Crystal comes charging at her but this time Frankie plants her with a brutal sitout spinebuster!
Victoria Lyons steps out, pointing at Alexandra, then motioning toward the chaos. Alexandra pauses, then nods. They move together in a temporary truce. Victoria charges Seleana and Crystal, while Alexandra blindsides Cassie! Victoria tosses Seleana into the corner and stomps her down, while Alexandra drags Cassie across the ring by her hair, whipping her hard into the turnbuckles. Frankie stomps toward Crystal, attacking her from behind. Frankie drags her upright and sends her into the velvet ropes but Crystal jumps onto the ropes and leaps back for a high cross body but Frankie somehow turns it around into a near elimination, trying to dump her out over the top!
Lunam: Crystal's going to get eliminated!
Simone: No she's not! Thanks to Mercedes!
Indeed Mercedes Vargas is right there, forcing her way between the bouncers where she holds Crystal back and preventing her from being dumped over the top! Seleana, noticing her wife in danger, clubs Frankie across the back! But now Alexandraa intercepts Seleana and the two fight near the ropes.
Cassie Wolfe, scrappy as ever, suddenly bursts onto Victoria Lyons, springboarding with a missile dropkick that takes her down.! Cassie pops up, roaring, and rushes Frankie next but Frankie catches her on her shoulders and brings her crashing down with a Samoan drop!
Seleana rallies in the corner, fighting Alexandra tooth-and-nail with sharp elbow strikes. Alexandra answers with a headbutt and tries to suplex Seleana toward the ropes but Seleana twists free midair, landing behind her, and she brings Calaway over with a release German suplex! Seleana stands and Crystal joins her. They look at one another and the wives nod silently, and charge Frankie together again! Seleana grabs one arm, Crystal grabs the other, and together they heave with every ounce of strength they’ve got. Frankie teeters, chest against the velvet rope, legs kicking as the bouncers reach for her!
Lunam: Frankie's close! She's close!
The crowd is on their feet as Frankie balances precariously. But with a primal scream, she grabs both Seleana and Crystal in a pair of side headlocks, trying to take them with her! Crystal and Seleana struggle but with discretion, end their attempts to dump Holliday over lest they tumble to the floor as well!
Crystal checks briefly on her wife. Seleana nods, insisting she’s fine, and the two regroup in the corner.
Across the ring, Cassie Wolfe is back on her feet, stomping at Alexandra Calaway to keep her down. Victoria Lyons shakes her arms loose, eyeing both sides, waiting for her opening. Frankie takes a breather in her corner, glaring at the Zdunichs.
Lunam: Why do you figure Sel and Crystal have been focusing so hard on Frankie?
Simone: I imagine they see the Blast From the Past Champion as the biggest threat.
Crystal whispers something quickly to Seleana. The crowd buzzes as Seleana nods again, determined. The wives rally one more time, surging forward toward Victoria Lyons this time. They try to catch her in the same double-team rhythm they’ve used all night. But Victoria is ready! She ducks Seleana’s clothesline and shoulder blocks Crystal, and then nails Seleana with a spinning backfist! Seleana staggers into the ropes where Victoria dumps her over the top but Seleana hangs on, holding onto the ropes as she fangles backwards toward the waiting arms of the bouncers!
Cassie jumps off the ropes and sails right over Victoria with a Pops Rock sunset flip! Seeing her wife in such an immediate threat, Crystal panics, darting over to grab Seleana’s hands. She pulls hard, screaming encouragement, trying to drag her wife back into the ring! Crystal steadies Seleana, saving her and the two wives smile at one another - right before Crystal lets go and laughs as Seleana falls to the floor and the bouncers!
Lunam: Oh that BITCH! She suckered her own wife!
Simone: Well she did warn Seleana but I thought their working together meant she changed her mind!
Lunam: It was all a ruse!
Seleana crashes into the arms of the waiting bouncers, who escort her out like she’s an unruly partygoer tossed from the VIP lounge. Seleana protests, looking back at Crystal in shock while Crystal just smiles and casually waves "buh-bye!"
Justin: SELEANA ZDUNICH HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Cassie, Alexandra, Frankie, and Victoria all pause for a split second, registering the betrayal. Crystal Zdunich stands tall after eliminating her own wife, chest heaving, defiant in the spotlight. She shouts to the crowd that this is her time, that the championship belongs to her! The boos are thunderous!
Lunam: I can't believe the hate Crystal Caldwell is generating!
Simone: You get used to it!
But while Crystal is distracted and taunting the fans with the amused approval of Mercedes Vargas, Cassie Wolfe has seen enough and she charges up frtom behind and dropkicks Crystal -- sending HER out over the top before Mercedes can intervene! The crowd EXPLODES with cheers!
Justin: CRYSTAL CALDWELL HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Crowd: THANK YOU CASSIE! THANK YOU CASSIE!
Crystal is screaming bloody murder and she tries to get back into the ring but is caught by the bouncers! They hook her arms and drag her away as she thrashes wildly, screaming that it isn’t fair while Mercedes follows, protestsing!
Crowd: Na na na na, na na na na, hey hey, goodbye!
Cassie Wolfe paces the ring, adrenaline coursing through her veins after eliminating Crystal. Cassie beckons anyone to come at her, fists raised amd it's Alexandra Calaway who answers first. She locks up with Cassie. Alexandra forces Cassie back several steps, overpowering her. Cassie tries to spin out into an arm drag, but Alexandra plants her feet and smashes Cassie with a short-arm clothesline! Cassie flips inside out and crashes hard to the mat! Alexandra doesn’t stop, dragging her back up by the hair and whipping her viciously into the turnbuckle! The impact rattles the velvet ropes and Cassie slumps down in pain.
Frankie and Victoria, surprisingly, don’t interfere. Instead, they watch, happy to let Calaway do the dirty work. Alexandra stomps Cassie down, choking her with her boot against the corner! Alexandra then stops her attack and backs up, then comes charging in but Cassie has the wits to catch her with a double leg takedown, causing Calaway to fall face-first into the turnbuckles! Cassie then stands up, dragging Alexandra up into a front facelock. She then runs her feet up ther ropes and launches herself with a tornado DDT that spikes Alexandra to the canvas!
Simone: Cassie Wolfe has been the dark horse of this match thus far!
She scrambles up, bouncing off the ropes, and nails a running knee strike to Alexandra’s temple! Alexandra collapses against the velvet ropes, dazed, and grabs the ropes to try and haul herself to her feet. Cassie screams and chatrges at her but then Alexandra suddenly scoops Cassie up onto her shoulders in a fireman’s carry and flips Cassie into a Death Valley Driver right across the top velvet rope! Cassie spills over to the outside, tumbling into the arms of the bouncers!
Lunam: Awww!
Simone: Cassie has nothing to be ashamed off after this showing!
Justin: CASSIE WOLFE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Alexandra Calaway stands tall in the ring, chest heaving. She glances at Victoria Lyons, who has been circling her like a predator, analyzing every movement. Frankie Holliday leans lazily against a corner, watching the tension between the two.
Victoria strikes first, darting in with a flurry of sharp kicks and chops aimed at Alexandra’s midsection. Alexandra tries to block, but Victoria’s aggression catches her off guard. The two collide with forearms, snapping heads back. Alexandra backs up, trying to create space, but Victoria closes it quickly, shoving her into the ropes!
Simone: And THIS is why they call her the Head Lyoness!
Lunam: Noted!
Alexandra rebounds and comes back with a spinning kick that Victoria ducks! Victoria’s counter is instantaneous - a big boot straight to Alexandra’s jaw, staggering her against the velvet ropes! The bouncers at ringside tense, ready to claim whoever teeters too close. Alexandra clutches the rope, teetering, but Victoria presses her attack! Alexandra fights back with elbows and knees, forcing Victoria off for a split second. Alexandra lunges at Victoria, trying to hurl her over the velvet rope, but Victoria twists midair and lands safely on the mat! Alexandra stumbles toward the ropes, almost losing her own balance. Victoria grabs Alexandra but Calaway clocks her with a right hand! Victoria answers back with a shot of her own and quickly the brawl erupts as blows are exchanged back and forth! Right up until Alexandra ends it fast by raking Victoria's eyes!
Alexandra picks her up for a powerbomb and carries her over to the ropes where she dumps her over - but Victoria holds on with her legs, dragging Alexandra over with her! Victoria grabs the ropes to hold on but Calaway is thrown to the floor and the waiting arms of the bouncers!
Justin: ALEXANDRA CALAWAY HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Alexandra crashes onto the floor in the arms of the waiting bouncers, who drag her out as she thrashes and screams in frustration!
Simone: And we are down to the final two!
The crowd is on their feet as Victoria Lyons squares off with Frankie Holliday, both women breathing hard under the neon strobes! The VIP ropes sway slightly, bouncers looming, ready for the next and final elimination! Victoria strikes first, swinging a right hand but Frankie blocks and lashes out with a hard forearm to Victoria’s temple, staggering her! Victoria recovers quickly, ducking low and sweeping Frankie’s legs out from under her! Victoria aims for an elbow smash but Frankie deftly rtolls out of the way and both women size one another up!
Lunam: Ohh! The TENSION! I bloody love it!
They circle each other like wolves. Frankie suddenly catches Victoria off guard with a boot to the midsection and follows that up with a headbutt, sending her reeling toward the ropes. Frankie yanks her forward, but Victoria twists, kicking Frankie in the stomach! Victoria then jumps and strikes fast with a step up Enzugari! Frankie stumbles and drops to one knee, allowing Victoria to dash into the ropes and come back with a leaping one handed bulldog, planting Frankie face-first into the mat! Victoria stands tall over Frankie and twists her head to look out across the capacity crowd!
Lunam: You know, I'm starting to think maybe she's not all there?
Simone: Boy you ARE new around here, aren't you?
Victoria reaches down and grabs a handful of Frankie's hair, dragging her up into a front facelock and priming her for the Lyons Roar DDT! Victoria tilts her head back and yells out -- but that yell turns into a shriek of surprise when Frankie scoops her up and she delivers a surprise Northern Lights suplex -- right back out over the top rope!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here si your winner! And the challenger for Violent Conduct X! Frankie! HOLLIDAY!!!
Victoria collapses into the waiting arms of the bouncers, her eyes wide with shock and frustration as she’s dragged out of the ring!
Simone: Frankie Holliday has done it! She gets her rematch against the chasmpion at Violent Conduct X!
Lunam: And she bloody well earned it too!
The crowd explodes as Frankie Holliday stands alone, arms raised in victory. A sudden silence cuts through the arena as the opening chords of "Like A Villain" hits the speakers. The crowd’s roar shifts into a mix of cheers and jeers. From the stage, “Dreamkiller” Kayla Richards steps out, World Bombshell Championship glinting on her shoulder. Her smirk is sharp, almost predatory, as she claps slowly, deliberately, her applause dripping with sarcasm!
Lunam: The champ is inj the house!
Simone: Kayla Richards, confronting her new challenger for Violent Conduct X!
Frankie turns at the sound, hands on her hips, smirk returning. Kayla steps closer to the ring, raising the World title high into the lights. The two women lock eyes, the tension between them almost visible! The camera pans across the crowd, every fan on their feet, chanting Frankie’s name, the contrast of admiration and dread for Kayla hanging in the air! The strobe lights flicker across both women, highlighting the sweat, the intensity, the raw anticipation of their inevitable clash!
Simone: Fans, I am sorry to say but we are out of time! But it will be in TWO WEEKS at South Miami Beach!
Lunam: The bloodiest, most violent event of the year!
Simone: Violent Conduct X! TWO! WEEKS! Be there!
The camera pulls back, the lights pulsating, the crowd chanting, as the show closes out on this standoff between the #1 contender versus the reigning World Bombshell Champion, tension crackling like electricity in the air.
THANK YOU! To everyone who wrote for this show. Match writers and segments are always appreciated and highly valued! Without all of you, there would be no SCW!