Post by Melinda Rhodes on Aug 27, 2019 10:28:54 GMT -7
"Run for Cover" by Otep hit's the P/A system as the show begins! The stage is standard issue with the Southern Rebellion Winged Star graphic blazing across the titantron screen, surrounded by a steel pipe structure and dark red curtains. Out onto the black corrugated steel stage steps Jenny Beck looking wild as ever in all black leather; pants, jacket, boots, gloves, and white slayer tank top. She lets out a wild howl to the crowd!
Jenny: YYYYYAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!! ROME, GA! REPRESENT HOW THE FUCK ARE YAAAAAAAAA?
?!!!!!!
The crowd cheers incoherently as it always does. Jenny Beck, the lead singer of Pittsburgh's top charting metal band "Obliticry Inc." nods to the crowd with a wicked grin as she rushes down to ringside. Soon she hops over the aprons and slides to the center of the ring, rising up on her knees to hop up onto her feet. She bobs to the intro song along with the crowd, three finger salute in the air.
Jenny: I gotta' stop saying goodbye to the wrestling ring! I keep getting called a liar and coming back to it! Heh! TONIGHT WE HAVE A BIG OPENING SHOW FOR YOU! WE GOT TERMINATORS! WE GOT MAGICIAN GIRLS, HELL RAISERS, RABBLE ROUSERS, BITCHY BOWSERS, AND BIKER BABES FROM SATAN'S WOMB IN THE HOUSE TONIGHT ARE YOU FUCKING RRRRREEEAAAADDDDAAAYYYYY???!!! MAKE SOME NNNNNOOOOOOOOIIIIIIISSSSSSSEEEE!!!
Crowd: HHHHHEEEEEYYYYUUULLLLLLL YYYYYEEEEAAAAAAHHHHH!!!
Jenny: LET'S GET IT STARTED IN HERE! BOYS AT THE TABLE, DO THAT THING YOU DO!
Mike Spazz: Like the intro song says.... NO ONE GETS OUT ALIVE! Fuck yeah! Back in biz again, Lunchbox!
Joe Koss: Truth my Jersey born brother from another mother! From the opening match to the main event pitting our two top tag teams against each other for the Southern Rebellion Tag Team Championships, it's like we're picking up where we left off with a new coat of paint!
Spazz: Skippy as a motherfuck. Last time we were in this part of the US, we were shit talking over mics in Savannah, GA's Solid Gold Wrestling Federation.
Koss: Indeed. Hard to imagine it's almost twenty years since fate brought us together as a commentary team.
Spazz: I like booze and chocolates on my anniversary, remember that.
Koss: I will my hetero life-mate. Let's get this show started!
Jenny: YYYYYAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!! ROME, GA! REPRESENT HOW THE FUCK ARE YAAAAAAAAA?
?!!!!!!The crowd cheers incoherently as it always does. Jenny Beck, the lead singer of Pittsburgh's top charting metal band "Obliticry Inc." nods to the crowd with a wicked grin as she rushes down to ringside. Soon she hops over the aprons and slides to the center of the ring, rising up on her knees to hop up onto her feet. She bobs to the intro song along with the crowd, three finger salute in the air.
Jenny: I gotta' stop saying goodbye to the wrestling ring! I keep getting called a liar and coming back to it! Heh! TONIGHT WE HAVE A BIG OPENING SHOW FOR YOU! WE GOT TERMINATORS! WE GOT MAGICIAN GIRLS, HELL RAISERS, RABBLE ROUSERS, BITCHY BOWSERS, AND BIKER BABES FROM SATAN'S WOMB IN THE HOUSE TONIGHT ARE YOU FUCKING RRRRREEEAAAADDDDAAAYYYYY???!!! MAKE SOME NNNNNOOOOOOOOIIIIIIISSSSSSSEEEE!!!
Crowd: HHHHHEEEEEYYYYUUULLLLLLL YYYYYEEEEAAAAAAHHHHH!!!
Jenny: LET'S GET IT STARTED IN HERE! BOYS AT THE TABLE, DO THAT THING YOU DO!
Mike Spazz: Like the intro song says.... NO ONE GETS OUT ALIVE! Fuck yeah! Back in biz again, Lunchbox!
Joe Koss: Truth my Jersey born brother from another mother! From the opening match to the main event pitting our two top tag teams against each other for the Southern Rebellion Tag Team Championships, it's like we're picking up where we left off with a new coat of paint!
Spazz: Skippy as a motherfuck. Last time we were in this part of the US, we were shit talking over mics in Savannah, GA's Solid Gold Wrestling Federation.
Koss: Indeed. Hard to imagine it's almost twenty years since fate brought us together as a commentary team.
Spazz: I like booze and chocolates on my anniversary, remember that.
Koss: I will my hetero life-mate. Let's get this show started!
Icon for Hire’s “Theatre” charges through the sound system as the lights go up in purple and gold, the Southern Rebellion faithful letting out a chorus of wild cheers as the Queen of the South Champion, Zoey Madigan-Star, comes out onto the ramp, stepping out of the thick cloud of smoke among the strobes and spotlights. She pauses at the top of the ramp as the cheers continue to rain down, adjusting the title over her shoulder. Then, with a confident (some would call it stoic) expression, she strides down the incline and right to the ring. Up the steps, wiping her soles on the apron, she steps in between the ropes as her mesh robe flows out behind her, walking to the center of the ring.
Koss: Wait a minute, here comes the Cosm.... I mean Queen of the South Champion, Zoey Madigan-Star!
Spazz: You fucked up Lunchbox!
Koss: You have a pie hole that needs shutting, Spazzo.
Spazz: I wish I could, but then that'd mean closing your sister's legs and where's the fun in that?
Lifting the title to gaze at it, she holds it up high in the air as flashbulbs go off for several moments. Bringing it back down, she produces a microphone from seemingly nowhere and brings it to her lips, “Theatre” fading out slowly. It takes a few moments for the fans’ reaction to die down enough for her to be heard, but once it does…
Koss: I wonder what she's going to say!
Spazz: Maybe she'll profess her undying love!
Koss: Keep dreaming.
Taking in a deep breath, a glimmer of the old Zoey appears in her two-toned golden eyes for a second or two.
Zoey Madigan-Star: We… are… BACK!
The Southern Rebellion faithful proceed to shake the rafters again with their cheers, this time for the company as a whole, the locker room and everyone else, rather than just the champion. It’s a flash of the old Zoey a second time with that smile before it fades again.
Zoey Madigan-Star: And so much as changed since once upon a time. We used to reach for the stars here with only the heavens above offering any semblance of limits. Now?
She looks around for a moment, then faces forward again.
Zoey Madigan-Star: Now… we’re a bit more down to earth. The fire is still there, the drive to be the best and to put our mark on wrestling, but now we do so with an outlook tempered by experience, strengthened by heartache and honed by a newfound intensity. Galactic Women’s Wrestling has become Southern Rebellion Wrestling… and your Cosmic Champion is now known as the Queen of the South…
It is hard for her not to allow her amusement to show with the changes.
Zoey Madigan-Star: I do not think that living in Southern California counts as the true south, though! I mean… I’m from New Jersey! I’m about as southern as spaghetti and fedoras!
There some amused laughter from the crowd, getting the joke as the champion addresses them.
Spazz: JERSEY GIRL REPRESENT!!!
She gets back on point after a few seconds.
Zoey Madigan-Star: But that’s how wrestling goes, isn’t it? Expect the unexpected and no matter what’s thrown your way, face it head-on. Anything and everything… because nothing is sacred in this business. Nothing stays the same forever. I… used to think that was a good thing. But some changes are more of a challenge than others.
It is not a story she means to get into here, apparently, for she changes the subject too quickly for the fans in attendance to truly register the pain and sadness emanating from her in those few silent moments.
Zoey Madigan-Star: The challenge here in Southern Rebellion is, in essence, a simple one: making up for lost time. This title…
She brings the spankin’-new belt down off her shoulder and gazes at it very seriously, very intently. There’s a fire in the magician’s eyes as she speaks now… a welcome change from the sadness that permeated before.
Zoey Madigan-Star: ...does not mean what it did. Different belt, different name, yet the same strap in my heart and mind that I held up after scraping my way into a win over Ursula Von Rossbach back in March to make it my own.
There’s some scattered boos for the Terminator, which gets Zoey’s attention away from the belt.
Zoey Madigan-Star: No… no, she deserves better than that as a competitor and a powerful former champion, folks. Before our dark spell, she was slated to get a rematch for the title inside Hell in a Cell. And I’m of a mind that she should still get that match. Otherwise a talented woman is robbed of a high-level opportunity and this title is diminished… as is the lady holding it. I cannot abide either of those outcomes.
Spazz: Zoey are you crazy? I know you beat her n' all that, but she's BitchZilla! SHE EATS PEOPLE!
Koss: No she does not!
Spazz: You explain how swole she is then!
Koss: It's called working out your entire life.
Explaining her point gets the fans back on track. But the Sorceress Supreme is not done.
Zoey Madigan-Star: But it will take more than that… and that is why I mean to put this title on the line at each and every opportunity leading up to Ursula and I battling it out over it one more time!
There’s an intense reaction from the fans to this news, and that intensity comes out through Zoey herself. This is no attempt at empty impressions… the look on her face, the tone of voice… it is clear that she’s taking this very seriously.
Spazz: Does this mean Rubber Maiden gets a title shot tonight?! No way!
Koss: Ursula Von Rossbach is the Number One Contender and I for one believe that Melinda Rhodes may have a few things to say about that.
Spazz: Yeah, people have to go through Ursula to get to her!
Koss: This is going to be rather interesting.
Zoey Madigan-Star: But tonight… tonight is more personal. Isn’t it, Pet?
Now the boos are what’s rattling the ceiling; the fans make it clear that they think very little of Pet, an opinion that Zoey clearly shares. One made doubly-obvious as she stares into the camera with the belt held up in plain, direct sight.
Zoey Madigan-Star: We have unfinished business, Anya, going far outside of Southern Rebellion and back many a moon. You’re owed a beating. It won’t change you, this much I know, but it will put a smile on my face watching your Harem have to carry you out of my ring while I hold this belt up high under the bright lights.
Get ready to fly, Anya. And get twice as ready for the crash landing!
”Theatre” starts up again as Zoey leaves the ring, heading up the ramp with a fierce look about her.
Koss: Pet and Zoey Star in action later tonight but first we have Lyra Donovan vs Lluvia Cane!
Spazz: I cannot see Rubber Maiden as the SRW Queen of the South. She's a sideshow freak!
Koss: I thought you liked freaky women.
Spazz: I like freaky women, but Latex and handcuffs? Nah I don't like that Latex shit and everytime I've ever been handcuffed, I was getting thrown into the back of a cop car. I don't need Police PTSD triggers n' shit when I'm getting my freak on!
Koss: Wait a minute, here comes the Cosm.... I mean Queen of the South Champion, Zoey Madigan-Star!
Spazz: You fucked up Lunchbox!
Koss: You have a pie hole that needs shutting, Spazzo.
Spazz: I wish I could, but then that'd mean closing your sister's legs and where's the fun in that?
Lifting the title to gaze at it, she holds it up high in the air as flashbulbs go off for several moments. Bringing it back down, she produces a microphone from seemingly nowhere and brings it to her lips, “Theatre” fading out slowly. It takes a few moments for the fans’ reaction to die down enough for her to be heard, but once it does…
Koss: I wonder what she's going to say!
Spazz: Maybe she'll profess her undying love!
Koss: Keep dreaming.
Taking in a deep breath, a glimmer of the old Zoey appears in her two-toned golden eyes for a second or two.
Zoey Madigan-Star: We… are… BACK!
The Southern Rebellion faithful proceed to shake the rafters again with their cheers, this time for the company as a whole, the locker room and everyone else, rather than just the champion. It’s a flash of the old Zoey a second time with that smile before it fades again.
Zoey Madigan-Star: And so much as changed since once upon a time. We used to reach for the stars here with only the heavens above offering any semblance of limits. Now?
She looks around for a moment, then faces forward again.
Zoey Madigan-Star: Now… we’re a bit more down to earth. The fire is still there, the drive to be the best and to put our mark on wrestling, but now we do so with an outlook tempered by experience, strengthened by heartache and honed by a newfound intensity. Galactic Women’s Wrestling has become Southern Rebellion Wrestling… and your Cosmic Champion is now known as the Queen of the South…
It is hard for her not to allow her amusement to show with the changes.
Zoey Madigan-Star: I do not think that living in Southern California counts as the true south, though! I mean… I’m from New Jersey! I’m about as southern as spaghetti and fedoras!
There some amused laughter from the crowd, getting the joke as the champion addresses them.
Spazz: JERSEY GIRL REPRESENT!!!
She gets back on point after a few seconds.
Zoey Madigan-Star: But that’s how wrestling goes, isn’t it? Expect the unexpected and no matter what’s thrown your way, face it head-on. Anything and everything… because nothing is sacred in this business. Nothing stays the same forever. I… used to think that was a good thing. But some changes are more of a challenge than others.
It is not a story she means to get into here, apparently, for she changes the subject too quickly for the fans in attendance to truly register the pain and sadness emanating from her in those few silent moments.
Zoey Madigan-Star: The challenge here in Southern Rebellion is, in essence, a simple one: making up for lost time. This title…
She brings the spankin’-new belt down off her shoulder and gazes at it very seriously, very intently. There’s a fire in the magician’s eyes as she speaks now… a welcome change from the sadness that permeated before.
Zoey Madigan-Star: ...does not mean what it did. Different belt, different name, yet the same strap in my heart and mind that I held up after scraping my way into a win over Ursula Von Rossbach back in March to make it my own.
There’s some scattered boos for the Terminator, which gets Zoey’s attention away from the belt.
Zoey Madigan-Star: No… no, she deserves better than that as a competitor and a powerful former champion, folks. Before our dark spell, she was slated to get a rematch for the title inside Hell in a Cell. And I’m of a mind that she should still get that match. Otherwise a talented woman is robbed of a high-level opportunity and this title is diminished… as is the lady holding it. I cannot abide either of those outcomes.
Spazz: Zoey are you crazy? I know you beat her n' all that, but she's BitchZilla! SHE EATS PEOPLE!
Koss: No she does not!
Spazz: You explain how swole she is then!
Koss: It's called working out your entire life.
Explaining her point gets the fans back on track. But the Sorceress Supreme is not done.
Zoey Madigan-Star: But it will take more than that… and that is why I mean to put this title on the line at each and every opportunity leading up to Ursula and I battling it out over it one more time!
There’s an intense reaction from the fans to this news, and that intensity comes out through Zoey herself. This is no attempt at empty impressions… the look on her face, the tone of voice… it is clear that she’s taking this very seriously.
Spazz: Does this mean Rubber Maiden gets a title shot tonight?! No way!
Koss: Ursula Von Rossbach is the Number One Contender and I for one believe that Melinda Rhodes may have a few things to say about that.
Spazz: Yeah, people have to go through Ursula to get to her!
Koss: This is going to be rather interesting.
Zoey Madigan-Star: But tonight… tonight is more personal. Isn’t it, Pet?
Now the boos are what’s rattling the ceiling; the fans make it clear that they think very little of Pet, an opinion that Zoey clearly shares. One made doubly-obvious as she stares into the camera with the belt held up in plain, direct sight.
Zoey Madigan-Star: We have unfinished business, Anya, going far outside of Southern Rebellion and back many a moon. You’re owed a beating. It won’t change you, this much I know, but it will put a smile on my face watching your Harem have to carry you out of my ring while I hold this belt up high under the bright lights.
Get ready to fly, Anya. And get twice as ready for the crash landing!
”Theatre” starts up again as Zoey leaves the ring, heading up the ramp with a fierce look about her.
Koss: Pet and Zoey Star in action later tonight but first we have Lyra Donovan vs Lluvia Cane!
Spazz: I cannot see Rubber Maiden as the SRW Queen of the South. She's a sideshow freak!
Koss: I thought you liked freaky women.
Spazz: I like freaky women, but Latex and handcuffs? Nah I don't like that Latex shit and everytime I've ever been handcuffed, I was getting thrown into the back of a cop car. I don't need Police PTSD triggers n' shit when I'm getting my freak on!
LYRA DONOVAN VS LLUVIA CANE
Jenny: THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS SCHEDULED FOOOOOOR ONE....and only one....FALL!!! CALLING DOWN TO THE RING FIRST!!!
"Congratulations... you have survived."
At this point, the beat picks up a bit and Lyra LeVeux-Donavan saunters out onto the stage, her cloak flowing behind her. She tosses her hair over her shoulders and spreads her arms wide, soaking in the reactions of the fans as Eric Donavan comes out behind her, his hands going to her waist as he comes to stand at her back. She reaches up, arms going behind his neck as she looks up toward him before the pair disengages and makes their way toward the ring.
As they arrive, Lyra again spreads her arms as Eric lifts her easily onto the apron before climbing up himself, holding the ropes for her to enter the ring. She does so, pausing for a kiss en route, before ascending the ropes with one leg wrapped over the top, holding her arms up high as the spotlights center on her.
"I tried to make you immortal..."
YOU TRIED TO MAKE ME A KILLER!"
Unclasping and dropping her cloak, Lyra steps up onto the top strand and backflips off the ropes, landing on her feet and giving a mocking curtsy to the fans giving her a hard time, before backing into the corner, awaiting the start of the match.
Jenny: LYRA LLLEEEEVVVEEEUUUUXXXX DDDDOOONNAAAVVVAAAANNNNN!!!!
Crowd: LLD! LLD! LLD! LLD! LLD!
Koss: The crowd clearly loving some Lyra Donavan tonight!
Spazz: I don't blame 'em one bit, fats. She's hot AF and never disappoints in the ring.
Lyra takes a little bow to the cheering crowd.
Jenny: AND HER OPPOSITION TONIGHT!!!!
"Lucifer's Angel" hits and Lluvia comes out to the stage in her gear. She does a little shimmy then seductively sways her hips as she does a slow 360, showing off her body as she does so. Lluvia then heads down to the ring and slides in under the 3rd rope, doing another little sashay once she stands up. She holds a smirk on her face as she waits for things to get going.
Jenny: with Two L's.... LLLLLLLUUUUVVVVIIIIAAAAA CCCCCCAAAANNNNNEEE!!
The crowd pops for the well known and potentially most popular member of the Cane family.
Koss: Lluvia Cane sets to face a great challenge against the indomitable Lyra Donovan tonight!
Spazz: Three L's in the ring! BATTLE OF THE L'S!!
Koss: What?
Spazz: Double L Lluvia Cane and Lyra Donovan! Cane's got the advantage two to one! You can't say Hell without two L's yo!
Koss: I'll take your word for it. Match on! Game on! Let's go!
*DING DING DING*
Koss: Lyra coming at Lluvia hard and a swing of her fist becomes a twist and a wristlock. Lyra flips and pulls Lluvia into a lariat-DUCKED! Back drop by Lyra rolls right off her shoulder and BRIDGE OF SOULS SUPLEX ON LLUVIA CANE WITH A PIN!
ONE!!! TW-KICKOUT!!!
Spazz: Nice! You don't see sigs bust out that early in a match!
Koss: Cane manages to power out and both women on their feet! Lluvia with a hard chop to the chest and Lyra answers back with a chop of her own! Both women exchanging chops!
The crowd lets out a loud WOO with each chop, the exposed skin of their chests reddening and even blistering as it drags on until finally Lyra drives Cane to the canvas with a hard knife edge blow!
Spazz: SSSMMACKADACKALACK! That looked like it fuck mothering hurt!
Koss: Indeed! Cane getting back to her feet as Donavan rushes the ropes and rebounds! Flying clot-ARMDRAG COUNTER BY LLUVIA! Lyra rolls on impact and is back on her feet running! Lluvia counters again with an armdrag....
Lyra actually catches the arm in mid arm drag and flips up and over with an impressive and tight-
Koss: NO CROSS ARMBAR LOCKED IN!!!! Lluvia fighting with all her might to get out of that hold!!!
Spazz: Look at her thrash like someone hooked her ass up to a battery and some cables!
Koss: Lluvia gets her free arm in the ropes and Lyra is forced to release the hold by Referee Irons!
Spazz: What a shame because that cross armbar was smooth like butter Lunchbox.
Lyra gets to her feet and backs up the customary five feet as the referee checks Lluvia over.
Koss: Lluvia's arm took a beating and I'd wager that Lyra has a target going forward.
Spazz: With a big ass bullseye on it.
Wringing her arm, Lluvia shoves off the ropes and circles around Lyra briefly before closing the gap & going for Lyra's legs!
Koss: Lluvia going for a take down and lifts Lyra up, hurling her into a corner! ANGELIC REBELLION MISSES!!!! Lyra dropping to a seat and throwing both feet up into Lluvia's guts!
Lluvia staggers back with a grunt as Lyra pulls herself up and vaults to the top rope!
Koss: Lyra up top and FLYING HEADSCISSOR TAKEDOWN!!!
Spazz: Lyra D's showing us why she's a boss ass bitch that can hang with people like Ascension Champion Dona Rotten!
Koss: Lluvia a bit slow to recover and she's MOWED DOWN!!! Running Lariat takes her right back off her feet!
Lyra gathers Lluvia up to her feet and snaps her off to the ropes, then runs right after her. Lluvia rebounds, ducks a running leg lariat and continues into the ropes. She rebounds once again and this time Lyra leaps up for a clothesline but Lluvia has other ideas and hits the...
Koss: RUNNING ANGELIC REBELLION RIGHT INTO THE GUTS OF LYRA DONOVAN!!!
Lyra flies back, clutching at her guts and kicking her legs in absolute agony!
Spazz: She kicked the shit right outta' her ass man!
Koss: If nothing else, Lyra's lunch is paste after that hit! Lluvia grinning ear to ear and smelling impending doom as she climbs the nearby ropes!
Lyra rolls onto her back, panting for breath and clutching at her stomach in pain. Lluvia signals to the crowd and then leaps off the top rope with...
Koss: YOUR HORIZON-NO! LYRA BRINGS THE LEGS UP!!!!
Spazz: Last second save out the ass Joe!
Lluvia hits those lifted knees with enough force to bounce on impact, letting out a croak of pain as now she hits the canvas, cradling her abdomen. Lyra gets to her feet and crouches low, watching and waiting for Lluvia to get to her feet....
Koss: Lyra is watching and waiting.... Lluvia on her feet.... WOLF FANG KICK CONNECTS! LYRA FALLS ACROSS LLUVIA FOR THE PIN!!!
ONE! TWO!!!! TTTHHHHRRRE-KICKOUT!!!
Spazz: She ain't dead yet!!!!
Koss: Lyra now gathering Cane up into a DDT but Lluvia spins out and pulls Lyra in for a DDT-NO Nothern Lights Suplex reversal! Lluvia bridges her way out of it! Both women spin out and-
*TTTHHHOOOOKKK!*
Koss: -BUSAIKU KNEE! BRAINDEAD ROCKS LLUVIA RIGHT TO HER CORE!!!
Spazz: Holy fuck what a shot! Did you hear that loud *THOK* of knee meeting skull?
Koss: Lyra Donavan is taking no chances now as she locks Lluvia up with THE SOUL OF SILENCE!!! LLuvia fights it but is fading fast!!!!
Seconds tick as gargled chokes escape Lluvia's mouth and just as it seems she's about to tap out, she visibly slumps and passes out in the hold!
Spazz: SHE PASSED OUT!!!
Koss: Lluvia Cane passed out in the hold!!!
Jenny: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH BY SUBMISSION KNOCK OUT.... LLLLLYRA DDDDOOONNNAAAAVVVVVAAAAAANNNNN!!!
Crowd: LLD! LLD! LLD! LLD! LLD! LLD!!!!!
Lyra rises from her unconscious foe and throws a fist in the air as her theme plays loud and proud.
Koss: Holy crap what a match to kick off the show!
Spazz: Lyra D ain't no slouch Joey Boy. She's the Killer Queen of the Ring!
Koss: We'll be right back after a word from our sponsers!
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LA REBELLION VS THE SATSUJIN TRIAD
Written by ZMS
Commentary & Finish by RC
Commentary & Finish by RC
Jenny: WELCOME BACK BOYS AND GIRLS TO SOUTHERN REBELLION WRESTLING'S WICKED TTTTUUUUEEESSSDDDAAAAAYYY!!
Koss: Hey that's our job.
Spazz: That bitch'll cut you Koss! Be like Bob, silent!
Jenny: OUR NEXT MATCH IS A TAG TEAM MATCH AND GUESS WHAT?!
Crowd: WHAT?!
Jenny: ¡ESTÁ PROGRAMADO PARA EXACTAMENTE UNA CAÍDA!
Spazz: My Spanish is rusty.... tha' fuck she just say?
Koss: It's scheduled for one fall.
“Hong Kong Krunch” starts to play, bringing down a rain of boos from the fans. Nari Chang and Cappadona arrive with smoke from the entrance ramp, and fanfare, as they walk side-by-side down to the ring, looking for trouble wherever they go. Serious and remorseless, they have punishment on their minds as they roll into the ring, disregarding the fans’ reaction to their presence.
Jenny: INTRODUCING FIRST, REPRESENTING THE SATSUJIN TRIAD....
Pacing back and forth like caged animals, the Satsujin Triad has their eyes on the ramp. A feud that ran red-hot back in the days of Enterprise and Discovery is about to reignite in a very big way! “Hong Kong Krunch” fades out, replaced by the twanging strings that lead into “Wanted” by Ayax y Prok, the booing of the fans getting a bit heavier now!
Jenny: CAPPADONA AND NNNNNARI CCCCCHHHHAAAANNNNGGGG!!!
Koss: This southern crowd is giving these ladies a bit of a mixed reaction here tonight.
Spazz: Probably don't know whether to chant Yakuza or even what a Triad is.
Spotlights in red, green and white go up on the stage in the order of the Mexican flag as the Hispanic lyrics of "Wanted" slowly gets underway. As the lyrics start raging through the speakers, the woman known as La Silencia comes through the smoke on all fours like a predatory animal. Beside her stands La Torbellina, wearing a confident smirk as she saunters down the ramp while La Silencia continues moving on all fours.
Jenny: AND THEIR OPPONENTS....
Jenny: AND THEIR OPPONENTS....
La Torbellina gets a running start before running forward. When she reaches the turnbuckle, she flips gracefully over it, landing with ease on her feet. She smirks rather proudly at herself and turns around, climbing up the same turnbuckle she leaped over.
Jenny: REPRESENTING LA REBELLION!!
Jenny: REPRESENTING LA REBELLION!!
La Silencia, meanwhile, slides in under the bottom rope and scurries over to the far ropes, hanging over them with narrowed eyes glaring into the crowd. The duo then move to their corner and wait eagerly yet impatiently for their opponents.
Jenny: LA TORBELLINA AND SSSIIILLLLEEENNNNCCCIIIIAAAA!!!
Spazz: Ha Ha! She's telling you to shut the fuck up Lunchbox!
Koss: Will you calm it down Spazzo?
Spazz: Ha Ha! She's telling you to shut the fuck up Lunchbox!
Koss: Will you calm it down Spazzo?
*DING! DING! DING!*
As is common for the team, Silencia starts off for her side. After some discussion, Cappadona starts for her side. A lock-up is teased but Silencia goes low on the Triad, tripping her to the mat and mounting her from behind, throwing forearms against the back of the woman’s head! Cappadonna covers up the best she can, frustrating Silencia, who resorts to grabbing her by the hair and trying to grind her face into the canvas! The referee’s count gets up to four before Silencia snaps at him, pulling down her mask and shrieking at him, causing the referee to almost head to the floor in surprise! Cappadonna kicks Silencia away and kips up, stunning her with a throat thrust and a hard kick to the chest. Doubled over, Silencia is whipped into the ropes and ducks another backhand chop from Cappadonna. Grabbing the Triad by the hair, Silencia yanks her head back and drops the woman with a reverse DDT, getting a quick two-count before Cappadonna kicks out and backs into her corner. Silencia stares angrily at both Triads, not backing down when Nari tags in, approaching her with Cappadonna still at her side. Torbellina, however, quickly joins her partner, leading to a staredown mid-ring!
Koss: What an exchange with both parties tagging out and now we have this intense staredown in the middle of the ring.
Spazz: Chicks be hot when they got murder in their eyes yo!
Spazz: Chicks be hot when they got murder in their eyes yo!
Nari and Cappadonna start talking smack to the Rebellion, with Silencia tilting her head to the side a bit and Torbellina just staring a hole through them. Taking this as disrespect, the Triad goes on the attack, laying into both Silencia and Torbellina, clotheslining them over the top rope and to the floor! The fans are getting into the fight despite having hard feelings for both teams, popping for the Satsujins as Cappadonna and Nari execute stereo tope suicidas to wipe out their South of the Border adversaries! Of course, they show the fans exactly what they think of their cheering, turning it to boos again very quickly!
Spazz: WOAH!
Koss: 0 to 60 just like that! The Triad sends La Rebellion out of the ring and to the floor with twin Tope Suicidas as an exclamation point!
Spazz: Ya' don't fuck with the Triad son! They don't take trash talk lightly!
That done, Nari rolls Silencia back into the ring under the bottom rope and follows after her, sitting Silencia up and delivering a few sharp elbows to the right shoulder before locking the gang-banger in an overhead key lock. She wrenches on the arm, Silencia denying every question of submission from the referee while trying to claw at Nari’s face from below! Her obstinance finally frustrates Chang, who yanks her down to the mat and stomps on her head and chest several times before pulling Silencia up and delivering a modified crackerjack, throwing the young woman over her head and to the mat!
Spazz: Nari Chang is just fucking done with her shit!
Koss: No kidding, she's beating on Silencia like she owes her money and that crackerjack hit was solid!
Koss: No kidding, she's beating on Silencia like she owes her money and that crackerjack hit was solid!
Silencia is clearly discombobulated, but still she almost manages to make a tag to Torbellina. Nari yanks her backwards at the last moment, executing a near-perfect bridged Dragon suplex, holding Silencia down on her shoulders and head!
ONE… TWO.... TH-NO!
Koss: No cigar! Kickout at two and a quarter!
Kicking out at the last moment, Silencia blasts Nari with a knee when she rushes in, then kicks her right leg out from under her! Desperation has pumped the smaller woman up again and she grabs hold of Nari’s wrist, holding her hand up for everyone to see before she grabs two fingers in each hand! Nari tries to wrench free but a kick to the midsection and a no-doubt profane scream from Silencia puts her back down!
Spazz: Gaddamn!
Koss: Hell of a put down from Silencia, knocking the ball back in their corner!
Koss: Hell of a put down from Silencia, knocking the ball back in their corner!
Before she can fully execute the No Toque, Cappadonna attacks from behind, knocking Silencia away from Nari! Knocked toward the ropes, Silencia finds herself close to Torbellina, who tags herself in without the Triad seeing it! Silencia rushes Cappadonna, tackling her to the mat and throwing wild punches at the Triad member! Nari tries to break this up but Silencia takes the fight outside the ring just as Torbellina blindsides her with a clothesline to the back of the neck. She taps her temple smugly, pulling a dazed Nari up and planting a boot to her midsection followed by a snap DDT! The Pasión Ardiente quickly follows, but Cappadonna breaks up the pin, having temporarily disposed of Silencia! Dragging Nari over to the Triad’s corner, Cappadonna tags herself in but walks right into a springboard body press from Silencia, leading to the referee admonishing Silencia to little effect!
Spazz: PAY ATTENTION CAPPY D!
Koss: They are moving so quick it's hard to keep up but Nari Change made the tag on the losing end of that exchange only for her partner to eat a springboard body press out of nowhere from La Silencia!
Spazz: Yeah! I'd have seen that coming a mile away and when my hand got slapped, just drop right off the apron and rush to the otherside! Attack out of another vector yo!
Sliding out of the ring, Silencia slinks back to her team’s corner… and is waylaid by Nari Chang! This starts up yet another brawl on the outside while, in the ring, Cappadonna and Torbellina square off! A spinning back heel kick knocks Torbellina to the mat and Cappadonna comes within a hair of locking in the Black Lotus but Torbellina gets to the ropes before the Triad member can lock the fingers! Forced to break, Cappadonna instead goes for the head again, delivering hard shots before pulling Torbellina up and sending her into the ropes, just missing with a windmill kick! Torbellina, ducking a uraken from the powerful striker, leaps to the ropes, then to the top turnbuckle, hitting Caer En Desgracia on the shocked Capadonna, hooking both legs upon landing for a pin attempt!
ONE… TWO… THREE?!
NO, KICK-OUT BY CAPPADONNA!
Koss: This is a breakneck pace by these two teams and Cappadonna is at a huge disadvantage here.
Spazz: And Siley and Nari just can't get enough of beating the fuck outta' each other in front of our broadcast table people! BREAK THE SPANISH ANNOUNCE TABLE! THEY LOVE THAT SHIT!
Spazz: And Siley and Nari just can't get enough of beating the fuck outta' each other in front of our broadcast table people! BREAK THE SPANISH ANNOUNCE TABLE! THEY LOVE THAT SHIT!
Nari Chang bursts back into the ring, ostensibly to break up the pin but, when Cappadonna gets out on her own, her attention turns to Torbellina and the two start exchanging shots! Cappadonna, back on her feet, makes the fight a two-on-one and Torbellina can only hold her own for so long. The cavalry comes in the form of Silencia moments later, just as Nari is getting Torbellina up for the Electric Chair! Cappadonna, heading to the top rope, is knocked to the mat hard by the smaller Silencia while Torbellina punches her way out of Nari’s grip, bringing both women to the mat! Torbellina moves in on Cappadonna then while Silencia stalks Nari, spinning her around and driving a thumb into her throat before delivering a jumping cutter, the Grito Silencioso! Cappadonna, getting past Torbellina, delivers a Fatal Flying Guillotine to a flat-footed Silencia, but takes a superkick from Torbellina for her troubles! With all four women on the mat, the referee has little choice but to start counting as Nari is the first one to stir!
Koss: This has been one brutal match ladies and gentlemen and the fast paced, hard hitting action has taken quite the tole on all of the participants involved!
Spazz: I mean they've been moving so fast we could barely call the action. Fucking insanity up in here!
Koss: That's how it goes when you have Strong Style going toe to toe with a pair of Lucha libre specialists. Nari's first on her feet, showing that incredible resilience she's known for and she's got Torbellina by the leg! Pulls her up! ENZIGURI BY TORBELLINA MISSES-NO MULE KICK CLIPS THE CHIN!
Spazz: Niiiiiice!
Koss: Torbellina is back on her feet and OOOOOOOHHHH!!! She's taken right off her feet by a savage running Calf-Kick by Cappadona!
As soon as Cappadona pops up, she finds herself hit in the throat and dropped with-
Koss: GRITO SILENCIOSO TAKES CAPPADONA DOWN! Nari Chang is on her feet!
Silencia hops up from the move and falls into the ropes, dripping with sweat and sagging with pure exhaustion. She looks up just seconds before a running Cactus style leaping Clothesline sends both her and Nari over the ropes and out of the ring!
Spazz: Nari Change just took herself AND Silencia out!
Koss: Torbellina is fighting back to her feet and Cappadona is running on pure fumes, willing herself to get up using the ropes.
Spazz: Her eyes are glassed over! Bitch don't know where she's at yo!
Koss: She's on her feet and swinging for the fences! Torbellina clocked across the jaw and just fires back with a savage slug that staggers Cappadona who swings back blindly! Arm caught and a Shiranui takes Cappadona down! Nari Chang on the apron but Silencia slips between her legs and gets her into a powerbomb hold!!
Silencia quickly takes hold of Nari's thighs, the fit Korean's muscular arms flailing about as Silencia gets a running start towards the Spanish Announce table and...
*KRAKUNCHKT!*
Koss: SILENCIA PUTS NARI THROUGH THE SPANISH TABLE!!!
Spazz: and the crowd goes fucking WWWWIIIILLLLLDDDD!!!
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME!!! THIS IS AWESOME!!! THIS IS AWESOME!!!
Koss: And Torbellina now on the top ropes and ¡PARA LA TRINIDAD! CONNECTS!!!!
On impact Torbellina hooks the leg and presses the shoulders down!
ONE!!!! TWO!!!! TTTTTTHHHHRRREEEEE!!!
*DING DING DING!*
Jenny:
¡Y LOS GANADORES DE ESTE PARTIDO SON LA REBELIÓN!!!!
Their music hits the P/A system as both Torbellina and Silencia stand in the ring together, fists raises in the air with cocky smiles on their sweat drenched faces.
Spazz: I never knew she could speak Spanish, but she's really hot doing it!
Koss: Regardless as to what you speak, one thing cannot be denied here tonight. La Rebellion seeks to become the cornerstone of Southern Rebellion Wrestling and they have just proven to this audience that they are indeed a threat in the Tag Team Division. There is no shame in that ring tonight for we got a Pay Per View caliber match on a TV budget.
Spazz: Sometimes Lunchbox, you face someone who forces you to go all out and that's what the Triad did to La Rebellion. Forced them to go harder but it backfired right in their faces!
Koss: We'll be back after a word from our sponsors!
Spazz: I mean they've been moving so fast we could barely call the action. Fucking insanity up in here!
Koss: That's how it goes when you have Strong Style going toe to toe with a pair of Lucha libre specialists. Nari's first on her feet, showing that incredible resilience she's known for and she's got Torbellina by the leg! Pulls her up! ENZIGURI BY TORBELLINA MISSES-NO MULE KICK CLIPS THE CHIN!
Spazz: Niiiiiice!
Koss: Torbellina is back on her feet and OOOOOOOHHHH!!! She's taken right off her feet by a savage running Calf-Kick by Cappadona!
As soon as Cappadona pops up, she finds herself hit in the throat and dropped with-
Koss: GRITO SILENCIOSO TAKES CAPPADONA DOWN! Nari Chang is on her feet!
Silencia hops up from the move and falls into the ropes, dripping with sweat and sagging with pure exhaustion. She looks up just seconds before a running Cactus style leaping Clothesline sends both her and Nari over the ropes and out of the ring!
Spazz: Nari Change just took herself AND Silencia out!
Koss: Torbellina is fighting back to her feet and Cappadona is running on pure fumes, willing herself to get up using the ropes.
Spazz: Her eyes are glassed over! Bitch don't know where she's at yo!
Koss: She's on her feet and swinging for the fences! Torbellina clocked across the jaw and just fires back with a savage slug that staggers Cappadona who swings back blindly! Arm caught and a Shiranui takes Cappadona down! Nari Chang on the apron but Silencia slips between her legs and gets her into a powerbomb hold!!
Silencia quickly takes hold of Nari's thighs, the fit Korean's muscular arms flailing about as Silencia gets a running start towards the Spanish Announce table and...
*KRAKUNCHKT!*
Koss: SILENCIA PUTS NARI THROUGH THE SPANISH TABLE!!!
Spazz: and the crowd goes fucking WWWWIIIILLLLLDDDD!!!
Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME!!! THIS IS AWESOME!!! THIS IS AWESOME!!!
Koss: And Torbellina now on the top ropes and ¡PARA LA TRINIDAD! CONNECTS!!!!
On impact Torbellina hooks the leg and presses the shoulders down!
ONE!!!! TWO!!!! TTTTTTHHHHRRREEEEE!!!
*DING DING DING!*
Jenny:
¡Y LOS GANADORES DE ESTE PARTIDO SON LA REBELIÓN!!!!
Their music hits the P/A system as both Torbellina and Silencia stand in the ring together, fists raises in the air with cocky smiles on their sweat drenched faces.
Spazz: I never knew she could speak Spanish, but she's really hot doing it!
Koss: Regardless as to what you speak, one thing cannot be denied here tonight. La Rebellion seeks to become the cornerstone of Southern Rebellion Wrestling and they have just proven to this audience that they are indeed a threat in the Tag Team Division. There is no shame in that ring tonight for we got a Pay Per View caliber match on a TV budget.
Spazz: Sometimes Lunchbox, you face someone who forces you to go all out and that's what the Triad did to La Rebellion. Forced them to go harder but it backfired right in their faces!
Koss: We'll be back after a word from our sponsors!
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BIANCA DAVIS VS RIVER CHANCE
Pure Match
Koss: And we're back folks and this match is a bit of a grudge match as Bianca Davis takes on River Chance in a Pure Rules Match.
Spazz: I don't get it. River's the number 1 contender! Why not have Bianca's belt on the line?
Koss: I think that the boss wants to prove a point with this match up. Bianca Davis is notorious for being the absolute dirtiest wrestler in the business. When she's not cheating her way through matches, she's thinking about how to get through every encounter with the least amount of effort and highest amount of gain possible for herself.
Spazz: Hey nothing wrong with exploiting loopholes, Fats. Even back in the day, if you can't beat 'em, kick 'em in the balls when the ref ain't looking and hit that DDT *BOOM* out like a light and pinned like your sister on a Saturday night!
Koss: Yes my sister works at the Bunny Ranch, but that doesn't mean you can poke fun at her, Mike.
Jenny: ARE YOU ALL READY FOR MORE?!!!
Crowd: FUCK YEAH!
Jenny: THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS A PURE RULES MATCH! THAT MEANS ONLY THREE ROPE BREAKS PER COMPETITOR, NO CLOSED FIST STRIKES ALLOWED, AND THERE IS A COUNT OF TWENTY BEFORE RING OUTS ARE CALLED!
Spazz: BOOOOOO!
Koss: Not a fan of pure rules?
Spazz: Yeah and I heard tail that the Conquest title will be some kind of pure championship or something.
Koss: It would be different.
Jenny: INNNNTRODUCING FIRST....
"Something New" by Girls Aloud hits over the public address system, as the fans begin to boo loudly as the lights dim and a lone spotlight hits over the entrance way. As out from the back walking while doing her trademark beauty pageant wave is none other than The Queen B herself. She stops and poses arrogantly at the top of the ramp as the spotlight follows her down she keeps up her wave but staying far in the center to avoid the fans hands. As she then begins to point and giggle at them. She keeps up her supermodel-like strut down to the ring returning to giving the pageant wave as she then climbs up the stairs and puts her hands on her hips ordering the ref to lower the rope for her. As she enters under the bottom rope she poses arrogantly in the center of the ring with the Conquest Championship held high before giving off her wave as she soaks in the boos.
Jenny: SHE IS THE CONQUEST PURE CHAMPION.... "QUEEN B" BBBIIIIIIANCA DDDDAAAAVVVVIIIIISSSS!!
*HUGE HEEL JEER*
Random Fan in the Crowd: YOU SUCK!!!
Bianca just rolls her eyes and waves said fan off.
Koss: The fans are clearly not happy to see her back.
Spazz: Queen Bitches are only loved by the chick staring back at them in the mirror. Bianca is good at one thing and one thing only, pissing every motherfucker off in the room and you know what? I respect that. Shit like that makes money because everybody is happy to pay to see her get her ass kicked and she's just good enough to make that ticket purchase more of a gamble.
Koss: Well with pure rules, tonight may not be her night.
Jenny: AND HER OPPONENT! YOU KNOW HER! YOU LOVE HER!
"Wrong Side of Heaven" by 5FDP hits the PA as River makes her way past the entrance curtain. She exudes confidence, as she practically glides towards the ring. Once at the bottom of the ramp, she enters the ring, and heads towards the center. Once at mid-ring, River takes a knee, attempting to steel her resolve for the battle to come.
*HUGE FACE POP!*
Crowd: RUN THROUGH HER, RIVER! *CLAP CLAP CLA-CLA-CLAP!* RUN THROUGH HER, RIVER! *CLAP CLAP CLA-CLA-CLAP!* RUN THROUGH HER, RIVER! *CLAP CLAP CLA-CLA-CLAP!*
Spazz: Apparently my joke caught on!
Koss: It's not a bad meme here!
Bianca gets in River's face, holding her title up as she starts telling her who the real superior being is. The entire time, River is quiet, simply staring back at her while adjusting her wrist tape. Referee Kirk takes the belt from Bianca and hands it off to a ring attendant and in the middle of Bianca's speech, rings the bell....
*DING DING DING*
Immediately River shoves her back with what seems like so little effort and yet Bianca is sent flailing across the ring and into the ropes with a shocked look upon her face!
Koss: Explosive shove by River Chance on the Champion, sending the Queen B flying across the ring almost!
Spazz: Trash talk is nice but when you got an opponent with more muscle than you, maybe flapping your trap is the last thing you should do.
Koss: Bianca now steeling herself and getting back to her feet, River just standing back and motioning her to come at her! The Champ rolls out of the ring!
Spazz: And the running starts!
Bianca circles outside the ring but River doesn't pursue, just stands back and waits, motioning her to get back in the ring. "No way, you come to me! I'M THE CHAMPION! YOU SHOW ME RESPECT LITTLE GIRL!" Bianca shouts. The Referee starts counting away as Bianca circles outside, jacking jaws with fans as they start booing louder and louder.
Referee Kirk: 20....19....18....17
Spazz: What the fuck! Get in the ring bitch! You trying to get counted out?!
Koss: This is no bueno and the fans are clearly getting pissed off.
Referee Kirk: 16....15....14....13....12
Bon Jovi's "You Give Love a Bad Name" hit's the P/A as Melinda Rhodes steps out onto the stage wearing a red business suit, Black Halestorm "Vicious" T-shirt, strapped black ankle boots, and a thick black belt with a silver "Rebel" belt buckle holding it together as it hung at an angle on her hips. She brings a microphone to her lips with a smirk.
Rebel: HOLD IT RIGHT THERE BIANCA.... I pay you to wrestle, not get counted out. Honey, I got news for you. Going forward as the Conquest Pure Wrestling Champion, if you lose ANY match through DQ while holding that belt...
Referee Kirk: 11....10...
Rebel: ...You will...
Referee Kirk: 9....8....7....
Bianca: I'LL WHAT?!
Referee Kirk: 6....
Rebel: ...BE STRIPPED OF YOUR CHAMPIONSHIP AND FORFEIT ANY FUTURE TITLE SHOTS!!!
Bianca's eyes widen in shock and dismay!
Referee Kirk: 5....4....
Koss: HOLY CRAP!
Spazz: BETTER RUN QUEENY B!
Referee Kirk 3...2....
Right before Referee Kirk hits 1, Bianca manages to slide under the ropes and nimbly avoids River's hands by side rolling and running to the nearest corner! Melinda Rhodes at the top of the ramp just smiles, waves to the cheering crowd.
Rebel: YOU'RE WELCOME!
Crowd: THANK YOU REBEL!!!! THANK YOU REBEL!!!!
She then turns, slips through the curtains and heads back to her backstage office.
Koss: Melinda Rhodes forced Bianca's hand and now she HAS to wrestle with no easy outs!
Spazz: I kinda' feel sorry for Queeny here though. I mean not so sorry that I wanna' help her, but sorry for her because now, she actually has to put her limited wrestling acumen to the test!
Koss: Unless she finds one of those "exploits" as you call them. Bianca now keeping her distance from River who calmly, almost methodically stalks her. If I didn't know any better, she was taking a little delight in this.
Spazz: Well if you remember, Bianca exposed River when she was dressed as the Galactic mascot, Princess Pulsar. She was as pissed too.
Koss: The fans liked her in that role and of course the children fell in love with her. I get the idea that she really loved being an intergalactic Princess even if only in name and Bianca Davis wrecked it all for her. River starting to get a bit frustrated by her quicker opponent and Bianca with a hard slap to the face hits and runs!
Spazz: You better fuckin run!
Koss: River Chance isn't running after her, but instead walking at a brisk stride, maneuvering herself in logical patterns, slowly driving Bianca into a corner!
And then all of a sudden, when Bianca finds her back to the corner, River bursts at her with unexpected speed and slams full force into her with a body splash!
Spazz: DaaaaaYUM!
Koss: Bianca Davis just got sandwich smashed in the corner and now River is just pummeling her with chops, kicks, elbow strikes, and just driving her to a seat!
Spazz: And she's all calm like everything's zen. That's kinda' scary when you think about it Lunchbox, like borderline sociopath type shit!
Koss: River backing up and running hip strike to the head! Bianca gets lifted from the corner. River hefts her up and deposits her to the canvas with a Military Press Slam!
Spazz: And The Queen B ain't liking that at all not one bit!
Koss: Bianca Davis scrambling towards the ref now, clearly feeling that slam as she puts the Referee between herself and River Chance now.
The referee immediately admonishes Bianca for placing hands on her, Referee Kirk waving her finger in the Champion's face the entire time she chews her out, then shoves her back. River takes the opportunity and rushes in with a clothesline only for Bianca to grab the ref and pull her right into harm's way!!!
Koss: Bianca uses the referee as a distraction and River runs her down with a hard Lariat that nearly turns her inside out!
Spazz: The stank on that hit! I think Kirk is out cold!
Koss: And Davis now outside and has a steel chair! River turns and sees Bianca charging!
Bianca stops just out of River's reach and, seeing a referee emerging from the back, quickly slams the chair down loudly on the canvas to mimic a chair shot and then falls flat on her back, momentarily confusing River until Referee Irons, seeing an unconscious referee and Bianca laid out next to a chair and a dumbfounded River, motions for the DQ!
*DING DING DING*
Crowd: THIS IS BULLSHIT!!!! THIS IS BULLSHIT!!!! THIS IS BULLSHIT!!!!
Jenny: Come on, really?! YOUR WINNER BY DISQUALIFICATION.... BBBIIIAAANNNCCAAA DAAAAVVVVVIIIIIISSS!!!
As soon as her music plays, Bianca sits up and sticks her tongue out at the camera. She then mouths, "I DO WHAT I WANT!"
Koss: This has got to be a joke....
Spazz: Nope. Dem loopholes yo!
Bianca slips out of the ring, snatching up her championship with a smug grin as she sashays her way up the ramp, only to stop as the Rebel steps out onto the stage once more, turning her microphone back on.
Rebel: Congratulations Bianca Davis, you skirted your way out of another one, but just so you know, You will be facing River Chance at SRW's STAR CRASH PAY PER VIEW ON OCTOBER 1ST IN THE MOTHERFUCKING SAVANNAH CIVIC CENTER!
*HUGE CROWD CHEER!*
Mel starts to lower her microphone when Bianca scoffs and rolls her eyes. Mel smirks and brings the mic back to her lips.
Rebel: and it will be a Pure Rules match inside A THIRTY FOOT HIGH STEEL CAGE!
Bianca scowls hard, her lips puffed only to feel a tap on the back of her shoulder. She nearly jumps out of her skin and spins around to find River Chance just grinning and nodding at her while making the universal belt around her waist gesture.
Koss: Bianca Davis has managed to put herself between a rock and a river as she will be facing River Chance for the Conquest Championship inside a Steel Cage at the Star Crash Pay Per View inside the good old Savannah Civic Center!
Spazz: Yeah she done fucked up now booiiiiiieeeee!
Spazz: I don't get it. River's the number 1 contender! Why not have Bianca's belt on the line?
Koss: I think that the boss wants to prove a point with this match up. Bianca Davis is notorious for being the absolute dirtiest wrestler in the business. When she's not cheating her way through matches, she's thinking about how to get through every encounter with the least amount of effort and highest amount of gain possible for herself.
Spazz: Hey nothing wrong with exploiting loopholes, Fats. Even back in the day, if you can't beat 'em, kick 'em in the balls when the ref ain't looking and hit that DDT *BOOM* out like a light and pinned like your sister on a Saturday night!
Koss: Yes my sister works at the Bunny Ranch, but that doesn't mean you can poke fun at her, Mike.
Jenny: ARE YOU ALL READY FOR MORE?!!!
Crowd: FUCK YEAH!
Jenny: THE FOLLOWING MATCH IS A PURE RULES MATCH! THAT MEANS ONLY THREE ROPE BREAKS PER COMPETITOR, NO CLOSED FIST STRIKES ALLOWED, AND THERE IS A COUNT OF TWENTY BEFORE RING OUTS ARE CALLED!
Spazz: BOOOOOO!
Koss: Not a fan of pure rules?
Spazz: Yeah and I heard tail that the Conquest title will be some kind of pure championship or something.
Koss: It would be different.
Jenny: INNNNTRODUCING FIRST....
"Something New" by Girls Aloud hits over the public address system, as the fans begin to boo loudly as the lights dim and a lone spotlight hits over the entrance way. As out from the back walking while doing her trademark beauty pageant wave is none other than The Queen B herself. She stops and poses arrogantly at the top of the ramp as the spotlight follows her down she keeps up her wave but staying far in the center to avoid the fans hands. As she then begins to point and giggle at them. She keeps up her supermodel-like strut down to the ring returning to giving the pageant wave as she then climbs up the stairs and puts her hands on her hips ordering the ref to lower the rope for her. As she enters under the bottom rope she poses arrogantly in the center of the ring with the Conquest Championship held high before giving off her wave as she soaks in the boos.
Jenny: SHE IS THE CONQUEST PURE CHAMPION.... "QUEEN B" BBBIIIIIIANCA DDDDAAAAVVVVIIIIISSSS!!
*HUGE HEEL JEER*
Random Fan in the Crowd: YOU SUCK!!!
Bianca just rolls her eyes and waves said fan off.
Koss: The fans are clearly not happy to see her back.
Spazz: Queen Bitches are only loved by the chick staring back at them in the mirror. Bianca is good at one thing and one thing only, pissing every motherfucker off in the room and you know what? I respect that. Shit like that makes money because everybody is happy to pay to see her get her ass kicked and she's just good enough to make that ticket purchase more of a gamble.
Koss: Well with pure rules, tonight may not be her night.
Jenny: AND HER OPPONENT! YOU KNOW HER! YOU LOVE HER!
"Wrong Side of Heaven" by 5FDP hits the PA as River makes her way past the entrance curtain. She exudes confidence, as she practically glides towards the ring. Once at the bottom of the ramp, she enters the ring, and heads towards the center. Once at mid-ring, River takes a knee, attempting to steel her resolve for the battle to come.
*HUGE FACE POP!*
Crowd: RUN THROUGH HER, RIVER! *CLAP CLAP CLA-CLA-CLAP!* RUN THROUGH HER, RIVER! *CLAP CLAP CLA-CLA-CLAP!* RUN THROUGH HER, RIVER! *CLAP CLAP CLA-CLA-CLAP!*
Spazz: Apparently my joke caught on!
Koss: It's not a bad meme here!
Bianca gets in River's face, holding her title up as she starts telling her who the real superior being is. The entire time, River is quiet, simply staring back at her while adjusting her wrist tape. Referee Kirk takes the belt from Bianca and hands it off to a ring attendant and in the middle of Bianca's speech, rings the bell....
*DING DING DING*
Immediately River shoves her back with what seems like so little effort and yet Bianca is sent flailing across the ring and into the ropes with a shocked look upon her face!
Koss: Explosive shove by River Chance on the Champion, sending the Queen B flying across the ring almost!
Spazz: Trash talk is nice but when you got an opponent with more muscle than you, maybe flapping your trap is the last thing you should do.
Koss: Bianca now steeling herself and getting back to her feet, River just standing back and motioning her to come at her! The Champ rolls out of the ring!
Spazz: And the running starts!
Bianca circles outside the ring but River doesn't pursue, just stands back and waits, motioning her to get back in the ring. "No way, you come to me! I'M THE CHAMPION! YOU SHOW ME RESPECT LITTLE GIRL!" Bianca shouts. The Referee starts counting away as Bianca circles outside, jacking jaws with fans as they start booing louder and louder.
Referee Kirk: 20....19....18....17
Spazz: What the fuck! Get in the ring bitch! You trying to get counted out?!
Koss: This is no bueno and the fans are clearly getting pissed off.
Referee Kirk: 16....15....14....13....12
#SHOT THROUGH THA' HEART, AND YOU'RE TO BLAME! DARLIN' YOU GIVE LOVE....A BAD NAME!!!!
Bon Jovi's "You Give Love a Bad Name" hit's the P/A as Melinda Rhodes steps out onto the stage wearing a red business suit, Black Halestorm "Vicious" T-shirt, strapped black ankle boots, and a thick black belt with a silver "Rebel" belt buckle holding it together as it hung at an angle on her hips. She brings a microphone to her lips with a smirk.
Rebel: HOLD IT RIGHT THERE BIANCA.... I pay you to wrestle, not get counted out. Honey, I got news for you. Going forward as the Conquest Pure Wrestling Champion, if you lose ANY match through DQ while holding that belt...
Referee Kirk: 11....10...
Rebel: ...You will...
Referee Kirk: 9....8....7....
Bianca: I'LL WHAT?!
Referee Kirk: 6....
Rebel: ...BE STRIPPED OF YOUR CHAMPIONSHIP AND FORFEIT ANY FUTURE TITLE SHOTS!!!
Bianca's eyes widen in shock and dismay!
Referee Kirk: 5....4....
Koss: HOLY CRAP!
Spazz: BETTER RUN QUEENY B!
Referee Kirk 3...2....
Right before Referee Kirk hits 1, Bianca manages to slide under the ropes and nimbly avoids River's hands by side rolling and running to the nearest corner! Melinda Rhodes at the top of the ramp just smiles, waves to the cheering crowd.
Rebel: YOU'RE WELCOME!
Crowd: THANK YOU REBEL!!!! THANK YOU REBEL!!!!
She then turns, slips through the curtains and heads back to her backstage office.
Koss: Melinda Rhodes forced Bianca's hand and now she HAS to wrestle with no easy outs!
Spazz: I kinda' feel sorry for Queeny here though. I mean not so sorry that I wanna' help her, but sorry for her because now, she actually has to put her limited wrestling acumen to the test!
Koss: Unless she finds one of those "exploits" as you call them. Bianca now keeping her distance from River who calmly, almost methodically stalks her. If I didn't know any better, she was taking a little delight in this.
Spazz: Well if you remember, Bianca exposed River when she was dressed as the Galactic mascot, Princess Pulsar. She was as pissed too.
Koss: The fans liked her in that role and of course the children fell in love with her. I get the idea that she really loved being an intergalactic Princess even if only in name and Bianca Davis wrecked it all for her. River starting to get a bit frustrated by her quicker opponent and Bianca with a hard slap to the face hits and runs!
Spazz: You better fuckin run!
Koss: River Chance isn't running after her, but instead walking at a brisk stride, maneuvering herself in logical patterns, slowly driving Bianca into a corner!
And then all of a sudden, when Bianca finds her back to the corner, River bursts at her with unexpected speed and slams full force into her with a body splash!
Spazz: DaaaaaYUM!
Koss: Bianca Davis just got sandwich smashed in the corner and now River is just pummeling her with chops, kicks, elbow strikes, and just driving her to a seat!
Spazz: And she's all calm like everything's zen. That's kinda' scary when you think about it Lunchbox, like borderline sociopath type shit!
Koss: River backing up and running hip strike to the head! Bianca gets lifted from the corner. River hefts her up and deposits her to the canvas with a Military Press Slam!
Spazz: And The Queen B ain't liking that at all not one bit!
Koss: Bianca Davis scrambling towards the ref now, clearly feeling that slam as she puts the Referee between herself and River Chance now.
The referee immediately admonishes Bianca for placing hands on her, Referee Kirk waving her finger in the Champion's face the entire time she chews her out, then shoves her back. River takes the opportunity and rushes in with a clothesline only for Bianca to grab the ref and pull her right into harm's way!!!
Koss: Bianca uses the referee as a distraction and River runs her down with a hard Lariat that nearly turns her inside out!
Spazz: The stank on that hit! I think Kirk is out cold!
Koss: And Davis now outside and has a steel chair! River turns and sees Bianca charging!
Bianca stops just out of River's reach and, seeing a referee emerging from the back, quickly slams the chair down loudly on the canvas to mimic a chair shot and then falls flat on her back, momentarily confusing River until Referee Irons, seeing an unconscious referee and Bianca laid out next to a chair and a dumbfounded River, motions for the DQ!
*DING DING DING*
Crowd: THIS IS BULLSHIT!!!! THIS IS BULLSHIT!!!! THIS IS BULLSHIT!!!!
Jenny: Come on, really?! YOUR WINNER BY DISQUALIFICATION.... BBBIIIAAANNNCCAAA DAAAAVVVVVIIIIIISSS!!!
As soon as her music plays, Bianca sits up and sticks her tongue out at the camera. She then mouths, "I DO WHAT I WANT!"
Koss: This has got to be a joke....
Spazz: Nope. Dem loopholes yo!
Bianca slips out of the ring, snatching up her championship with a smug grin as she sashays her way up the ramp, only to stop as the Rebel steps out onto the stage once more, turning her microphone back on.
Rebel: Congratulations Bianca Davis, you skirted your way out of another one, but just so you know, You will be facing River Chance at SRW's STAR CRASH PAY PER VIEW ON OCTOBER 1ST IN THE MOTHERFUCKING SAVANNAH CIVIC CENTER!
*HUGE CROWD CHEER!*
Mel starts to lower her microphone when Bianca scoffs and rolls her eyes. Mel smirks and brings the mic back to her lips.
Rebel: and it will be a Pure Rules match inside A THIRTY FOOT HIGH STEEL CAGE!
Bianca scowls hard, her lips puffed only to feel a tap on the back of her shoulder. She nearly jumps out of her skin and spins around to find River Chance just grinning and nodding at her while making the universal belt around her waist gesture.
Koss: Bianca Davis has managed to put herself between a rock and a river as she will be facing River Chance for the Conquest Championship inside a Steel Cage at the Star Crash Pay Per View inside the good old Savannah Civic Center!
Spazz: Yeah she done fucked up now booiiiiiieeeee!
SEGMENT
The scene cuts backstage where interviewer Marty Proust is standing by with the scene fully zoomed in on him.
Marty: Ladies and gentlemen, with me at this time is a very special guest… or well… at least that’s what she believes herself to be anyway… but I’m standing here with Luciana Verdoza!
The scene pans revealing Luciana right next to Marty and she gets vicariously booed. She’s rolling her eyes as she’s far from pleased by the introduction that she’s given.
Luciana: You’ve got it all wrong, I KNOW I’m a very special guest. The fact that I am lowering myself to be talking to someone like you should be the highlight of your entire career. So, if you’re going to be a smartass with me, I suggest you walk away right now.
Marty doesn’t move.
Luciana: Still here, huh? Whatever. Just… do what you have to do, alright?
Marty: No need to be so crabby.
Luciana rolls her eyes again.
Marty: But nonetheless, tonight, you’re set to take on Dona Rotten in a hardcore match. Originally, Juliet Black was going to be part of this match but we did have an 11th hour change of plans stemming from the events of last night.
Luciana: For starters, Juliet should consider herself lucky that she’s been spared for now.
Marty: Riiiiight…
Luciana narrows her eyes in annoyance, but nonetheless continues.
Luciana: And I’m just fine with that, I’m dead serious. Having to fight only one person instead of two? Fine! I’ll take it. What I DON’T like… is the part where this is now a hardcore match. Why does this company suddenly have a fetish for hardcore matches? I get that they’re trying to compensate for its sudden closure a few months ago, but COME ON!
Marty: So, what you are basically saying is that you’re afraid of hardcore wrestling.
Luciana: WHAT? HELL NO! Are you kidding me? Four years ago was the year where I was spending more time in the emergency room than ever before! I was getting superkicked in the mouth while said mouth was full of thumbtacks, I was being beaten down with barbwire while I was tied into the ropes, I was surviving matches known as “Stairway to Hell” and winning rumble matches in the same night… all the blood I lost during that year and I kept coming back for more… but SOMEHOW I’m “afraid” of hardcore wrestling? Get a grip. I DESPISE hardcore type matches don’t get me wrong on that. I admit that those types of matches wore me down and caused my injury history… and THAT is why I hate them by the way… but I am nowhere near afraid of them. Seriously! Tonight… it is what it is. I’ve lost count of the specially branded hardcore matches I’ve won… ranging from a company’s specially labeled match to wrestlers who made up their own kinds of matches.
Why am I talking to you again?
Marty: Because I’m the only interviewer that’s employed with this company.
Luciana: Greeeeeat….
Marty: If you don’t like it and if you’re really that special, you can hire your own if you want.
Luciana: Well THAT’S an idea…
Marty: It should be noted that the last time we saw you, it was in the previous company and you were just hitting your stride in the company right after you hit rock bottom. The question that I think we all want to know is… are you the wrestler that was giving Sam Hamilton a run for her money just before the company closed or are you the wrestler that… well… looked like a joke against former Galactic world champions?
Luciana: What I’ve done in this business proves that I’m the former. I know I would have beaten her had that title match gone ahead, but so be it. We’re all starting fresh now, aren’t we? The past is the past… and I know wrestling is a “what have you done for me lately” business. I get it… I haven’t done much… but it has far more to do with horrid luck such as my own injuries and company closures than it has anything to do with my skill. I haven’t had the opportunities I’ve been hoping for… so tonight, I’m going to start rectifying that and FINALLY getting things going again. Dona Rotten? She doesn’t scare me. Hardcore wrestling? That doesn’t scare me. I’ve been to hell and back in this business many times… and I’ve suffered SO much worse… so it’s not Dona that I should be fearing… it’s Dona that should be fearing ME! YOU will get to see why I AM so special!
Luciana doesn’t even allow Marty to say a word as she throws her hand in his face without touching him before turning and walking away. This doesn’t please him whatsoever as he shows with a head shake.
Marty: ...SOMEONE’S a prima donna…
Luciana: I HEARD THAT!!!
Marty simply smirks and shrugs his shoulders.
Marty: *muttering low with a hand over his mouth* Like I care, cheeky tart.
Luciana (from a distance): ...and you’re DAMN RIGHT I am!
Marty shakes his head and rolls his eyes, then looks back into the camera with a smile.
Marty: Back to the loosely defined gentlemen at ringside.
The scene cuts back to the Arena from there.
Spazz: I don't like Marty.... motherfucker talks like he's high and mighty because he's British. Oi I can tawk like I got a cawk in me mouf jus fine gouvna!
Koss: And there's several British fans watching at home that are now thoroughly pissed off.
Spazz: They'll get over it. They've got that stiff upper-lip shit going on.
Koss: You know what, I get it. Lucy is a frustrated bird who got shafted over and over again. Been there, done that, bought the conspiracy theory shirt and tin foil hat. I wonder why she didn't talk up all the training she's gone through during her time off? How she's such a better wrestler than she used to be? Instead she wants to throw shade on past and present champions and what for?
Spazz: She's fucking pissed that's why. She's trained her ass off for this first night back and now we see how she hangs with the face paint princess of fuck you up!
Marty: Ladies and gentlemen, with me at this time is a very special guest… or well… at least that’s what she believes herself to be anyway… but I’m standing here with Luciana Verdoza!
The scene pans revealing Luciana right next to Marty and she gets vicariously booed. She’s rolling her eyes as she’s far from pleased by the introduction that she’s given.
Luciana: You’ve got it all wrong, I KNOW I’m a very special guest. The fact that I am lowering myself to be talking to someone like you should be the highlight of your entire career. So, if you’re going to be a smartass with me, I suggest you walk away right now.
Marty doesn’t move.
Luciana: Still here, huh? Whatever. Just… do what you have to do, alright?
Marty: No need to be so crabby.
Luciana rolls her eyes again.
Marty: But nonetheless, tonight, you’re set to take on Dona Rotten in a hardcore match. Originally, Juliet Black was going to be part of this match but we did have an 11th hour change of plans stemming from the events of last night.
Luciana: For starters, Juliet should consider herself lucky that she’s been spared for now.
Marty: Riiiiight…
Luciana narrows her eyes in annoyance, but nonetheless continues.
Luciana: And I’m just fine with that, I’m dead serious. Having to fight only one person instead of two? Fine! I’ll take it. What I DON’T like… is the part where this is now a hardcore match. Why does this company suddenly have a fetish for hardcore matches? I get that they’re trying to compensate for its sudden closure a few months ago, but COME ON!
Marty: So, what you are basically saying is that you’re afraid of hardcore wrestling.
Luciana: WHAT? HELL NO! Are you kidding me? Four years ago was the year where I was spending more time in the emergency room than ever before! I was getting superkicked in the mouth while said mouth was full of thumbtacks, I was being beaten down with barbwire while I was tied into the ropes, I was surviving matches known as “Stairway to Hell” and winning rumble matches in the same night… all the blood I lost during that year and I kept coming back for more… but SOMEHOW I’m “afraid” of hardcore wrestling? Get a grip. I DESPISE hardcore type matches don’t get me wrong on that. I admit that those types of matches wore me down and caused my injury history… and THAT is why I hate them by the way… but I am nowhere near afraid of them. Seriously! Tonight… it is what it is. I’ve lost count of the specially branded hardcore matches I’ve won… ranging from a company’s specially labeled match to wrestlers who made up their own kinds of matches.
Why am I talking to you again?
Marty: Because I’m the only interviewer that’s employed with this company.
Luciana: Greeeeeat….
Marty: If you don’t like it and if you’re really that special, you can hire your own if you want.
Luciana: Well THAT’S an idea…
Marty: It should be noted that the last time we saw you, it was in the previous company and you were just hitting your stride in the company right after you hit rock bottom. The question that I think we all want to know is… are you the wrestler that was giving Sam Hamilton a run for her money just before the company closed or are you the wrestler that… well… looked like a joke against former Galactic world champions?
Luciana: What I’ve done in this business proves that I’m the former. I know I would have beaten her had that title match gone ahead, but so be it. We’re all starting fresh now, aren’t we? The past is the past… and I know wrestling is a “what have you done for me lately” business. I get it… I haven’t done much… but it has far more to do with horrid luck such as my own injuries and company closures than it has anything to do with my skill. I haven’t had the opportunities I’ve been hoping for… so tonight, I’m going to start rectifying that and FINALLY getting things going again. Dona Rotten? She doesn’t scare me. Hardcore wrestling? That doesn’t scare me. I’ve been to hell and back in this business many times… and I’ve suffered SO much worse… so it’s not Dona that I should be fearing… it’s Dona that should be fearing ME! YOU will get to see why I AM so special!
Luciana doesn’t even allow Marty to say a word as she throws her hand in his face without touching him before turning and walking away. This doesn’t please him whatsoever as he shows with a head shake.
Marty: ...SOMEONE’S a prima donna…
Luciana: I HEARD THAT!!!
Marty simply smirks and shrugs his shoulders.
Marty: *muttering low with a hand over his mouth* Like I care, cheeky tart.
Luciana (from a distance): ...and you’re DAMN RIGHT I am!
Marty shakes his head and rolls his eyes, then looks back into the camera with a smile.
Marty: Back to the loosely defined gentlemen at ringside.
The scene cuts back to the Arena from there.
Spazz: I don't like Marty.... motherfucker talks like he's high and mighty because he's British. Oi I can tawk like I got a cawk in me mouf jus fine gouvna!
Koss: And there's several British fans watching at home that are now thoroughly pissed off.
Spazz: They'll get over it. They've got that stiff upper-lip shit going on.
Koss: You know what, I get it. Lucy is a frustrated bird who got shafted over and over again. Been there, done that, bought the conspiracy theory shirt and tin foil hat. I wonder why she didn't talk up all the training she's gone through during her time off? How she's such a better wrestler than she used to be? Instead she wants to throw shade on past and present champions and what for?
Spazz: She's fucking pissed that's why. She's trained her ass off for this first night back and now we see how she hangs with the face paint princess of fuck you up!
DONA ROTTEN VS LUCIANA VERDOZA
Hardcore Match
Summarized
SPONSOR COMMERCIAL
Hardcore Match
Summarized
With a ring full of and surrounded by weapons, The bell rings and Dona and Luciana go at it with great vehemence. It's a strike heavy exchange that sees Dona winning out with a hard forearm shot into an Irish whip. Dona then gets a chair, spins and catches Luciana on the return with a STIFF chair shot, rocking her fight off her feet! Luciana rolls out of the ring on impact, rubbing her arm which blocked most of the shot. Dona tosses the chair at her from over the ropes, catching her in the back of the head and promptly follows with a suicide dive that sends them both to the floor! Dona gathers Luciana up and eats a surprise knee to the gut that staggers her on the spot. Luciana proceeds to dominate the hardcore veteran, driving her away from the ring and up the ramp to the raised stage. Dona comes back hard with her strike game clearly superior to Luciana's as she wins the exchange with knees and elbow shots.
A surprise Superkick out of nowhere halts Dona's momentum and as she doesn't immediately drop, Luciana hits her CORKSCREW NECKBREAKER on the steel! This nets her a two count and leads to the first sign of frustration. She gathers Dona up and walks her to the edge of the platform towards several stacked boxes, only to be halted by a side elbow stopping her in her tracks. Shoving Luciana back a bit, she hits THE CHAINSAW KICK!
Dona gets up, still a bit staggered by the sharp blow to her head. She gathers Luciana up in a Half Nelson and hits THE PUNK PLEX but with her back to the edge of the stage, sending them BOTH OFF THE STAGE THROUGH STACKED BOXES! Both competitors lay in the broken rubble unconscious. The Referee has no choice but to call it a No Contest!
*DING DING DING*
Jenny: THE REFEREE HAS DECLARED THIS MATCH A DRAW AS NEITHER COMPETITOR CAN CONTINUE!
Spazz: Everytime Dona went for a weapon, Luciana was just all over her! It's like she hates Hardcore or something!
Koss: Be that as it may, this will not be the final encounter for these two, count on it. Luciana Verdoza gave almost better than she got and if not for the incredible toughness of Dona Rotten, this match could've been hers tonight.
Spazz: Yeah Rotten was just tanking that whole thing and saying shit like, "THAT ALL YOU GOT BITCH?!" Fuckin' insane ass shit there!
A surprise Superkick out of nowhere halts Dona's momentum and as she doesn't immediately drop, Luciana hits her CORKSCREW NECKBREAKER on the steel! This nets her a two count and leads to the first sign of frustration. She gathers Dona up and walks her to the edge of the platform towards several stacked boxes, only to be halted by a side elbow stopping her in her tracks. Shoving Luciana back a bit, she hits THE CHAINSAW KICK!
Dona gets up, still a bit staggered by the sharp blow to her head. She gathers Luciana up in a Half Nelson and hits THE PUNK PLEX but with her back to the edge of the stage, sending them BOTH OFF THE STAGE THROUGH STACKED BOXES! Both competitors lay in the broken rubble unconscious. The Referee has no choice but to call it a No Contest!
*DING DING DING*
Jenny: THE REFEREE HAS DECLARED THIS MATCH A DRAW AS NEITHER COMPETITOR CAN CONTINUE!
Spazz: Everytime Dona went for a weapon, Luciana was just all over her! It's like she hates Hardcore or something!
Koss: Be that as it may, this will not be the final encounter for these two, count on it. Luciana Verdoza gave almost better than she got and if not for the incredible toughness of Dona Rotten, this match could've been hers tonight.
Spazz: Yeah Rotten was just tanking that whole thing and saying shit like, "THAT ALL YOU GOT BITCH?!" Fuckin' insane ass shit there!
SPONSOR COMMERCIAL
SAMANTHA HAMILTON VS JUNE SONG
From the ring of the bell, The Coastal Empire Champion, Samantha Hamilton and June Song go toe to toe, Shieldmaiden versus Triad fighting machine. June avoids a lock up with a knee to the gut and a stiff headbutt! Sam Ham reacts with ahead butt of her own and a LUMBER CHECK driving June right off her feet. She shakes off the back to back headbutts as June gets back up in time to eat a running CLOTHESLINE!
June hits the canvas but is already fighting to her feet when Samantha gathers her up and hurls her into a nearby corner. There, she proceeds to pummel her foe until a back elbow shot snaps her head back. A thrusting double foot kick drives Samantha back a few steps, allowing June to push up onto the top rope and leap off with a Crossbody block, but the Titaness catches her easily, upends her, and rushes forward to violently slam her full body into the corner, spin around, and slam her straight to the canvas with a brutal, violent impact and Pin! Two count and a kickout, leads Samantha to gather June up and sets her up for the Pedigree, but June slips free and Back Drops the taller, heavier woman with great effort and an impressive drop to the canvas!
Samantha's on her feet in a flash as June drops and rolls out of the ring to put some distance between them! Samantha follows with the referee counting in the ring the entire time. June promptly rolls back into the ring, seemingly hurt and grabbing her leg. As the referee checks on her, Sam's climbing the apron when suddenly NARI CHANG rushes in from behind with a TAZER, striking The Titaness from behind with enough voltage to drop her from the apron. She continues to Taze her while June keeps the referee distracted, then promptly backs away as members of the Riot Group come out on the attack. More members of the Triad join in and soon it's a brawl outside the ring as Riot Group and Triad fight it out right then and there! As the fight spills into the ring and mayhem ensues with security rushing down to ringside to break the brawl up, the Referee throws the entire match out!
Jenny: THIS MATCH HAS BEEN DEEMED A NO CONTEST!
Koss: GET MORE SECURITY OUT HERE! THIS HAS TURNED INTO A FULL ON RIOT AT RINGSIDE!!
Spazz: Holy fuck, I think we just started a war up in here!
Koss: Bikers f
June hits the canvas but is already fighting to her feet when Samantha gathers her up and hurls her into a nearby corner. There, she proceeds to pummel her foe until a back elbow shot snaps her head back. A thrusting double foot kick drives Samantha back a few steps, allowing June to push up onto the top rope and leap off with a Crossbody block, but the Titaness catches her easily, upends her, and rushes forward to violently slam her full body into the corner, spin around, and slam her straight to the canvas with a brutal, violent impact and Pin! Two count and a kickout, leads Samantha to gather June up and sets her up for the Pedigree, but June slips free and Back Drops the taller, heavier woman with great effort and an impressive drop to the canvas!
Samantha's on her feet in a flash as June drops and rolls out of the ring to put some distance between them! Samantha follows with the referee counting in the ring the entire time. June promptly rolls back into the ring, seemingly hurt and grabbing her leg. As the referee checks on her, Sam's climbing the apron when suddenly NARI CHANG rushes in from behind with a TAZER, striking The Titaness from behind with enough voltage to drop her from the apron. She continues to Taze her while June keeps the referee distracted, then promptly backs away as members of the Riot Group come out on the attack. More members of the Triad join in and soon it's a brawl outside the ring as Riot Group and Triad fight it out right then and there! As the fight spills into the ring and mayhem ensues with security rushing down to ringside to break the brawl up, the Referee throws the entire match out!
Jenny: THIS MATCH HAS BEEN DEEMED A NO CONTEST!
Koss: GET MORE SECURITY OUT HERE! THIS HAS TURNED INTO A FULL ON RIOT AT RINGSIDE!!
Spazz: Holy fuck, I think we just started a war up in here!
Koss: Bikers f
SEGMENT
Backstage, the Queen of the South is on her way to… well… somewhere. Still dressed for battle, it is highly likely that she is preparing to enter her match with Pet, a hardcore match that, without question, the Magical Maiden has been looking forward to for some time. Suddenly, she stops in her tracks, like an animal sensing danger. Zoey looks left, then right, then her gaze settles on something, or perhaps someone, familiar. Her head leans back just a little as she addresses whomever or whatever this may be that has her attention.
Zoey Madigan-Star: I had hoped I might see you back here somewhere…
Emerging from a nearby doorway is the tall and imposing frame of Ursula Von Rossbach, dressed in her customary leather ring attire, applying tape to her left wrist as she notices the new Queen in all her regal splendor.
Ursula Von Rossbach: An excellent speech, Mrs. Star.
ZMS: It needed to be said, despite being able to feel Anya rolling her eyes. This company and this title are even more important to me now than they once were; second chances of this magnitude are not common in wrestling. They should not be wasted.
There is some tension there even to this day; these two fought a war over the title resting over the magician’s shoulder, and from the way Zoey’s grip tightens upon it and the hunger in Ursula’s stare, both are already looking ahead to the next battle with it up for grabs. A cleansing breath is necessary before Zoey speaks again.
ZMS: ...do try not to kill Kate tonight, hmm? Saucy as she can get, she does possess *some* redeeming qualities...
Ursula smirks at the mention of Kate, rubbing her palms together.
UVR: She has already conceded defeat long before this date came. The fight she offers will be strong enough but her will is lacking. It is merely a matter of principle and formality that this match has carried over. There are others who have receipts coming for their words and conduct in the absence of Galactic turned Southern Rebellion Wrestling.
Her eyes linger once more on the newly minted championship residing on Zoey’s shoulder, before locking once more upon Zoey’s own gaze.
UVR: It has been a long time since I have seen a Champion “Queen” in professional wrestling.
ZMS: Most just use the title to imply superiority over another or to justify their crap attitude about life and others in general. Far as I’m concerned, there’s only one queen and she’s across the Atlantic. The rest are just spoiled brats.
It is a bit more edge and bluntness than Zoey is typically known for. While not delivered with a sharp tone, her distaste remains clear.
ZMS: A champion is a champion no matter what they call the title. And this title means a lot to me. The next person to hold it is going to have a dinger of a mountain to climb to reach the heights I intend to bring it to.
At the very least the determination has not changed. She locks eyes with Ursula.
ZMS: But before I can even dream of that, I have to get past you.
The smile that crosses Ursula’s face is as sweet as it is unsettling. She closes the gap between herself and Zoey, staring into those eyes unblinking.
UVR: The mountain stands before you, Mrs. Star. No tricks, no games, just the two of us inside of a steel structure conceived in Hell’s womb and birthed upon our industry with vengeance and anger, eager to claim those who prove unworthy of it’s demonic innards. Hell in a Cell is still on and I will take my place back upon my throne.
Not shying away from the closeness, Zoey holds her ground, meeting Ursula’s stare despite the looming of the overpowering Terminator.
ZMS: You aren’t taking anything from me, Ursula. The Zoey of months ago would have cringed a little, perhaps even cowered because, for all her exploits, she still possessed hope and a certain warm innocence. She had yet to grow up, to be hardened… yet still found a way to win despite your overwhelming power and skill.
The magician speaks slowly, in a measured manner with a neutral tone. Not once does she look away from Von Rossbach.
ZMS: Here and now, you would eat that little girl alive. But a woman has taken her place… hardened by suffering, scarred by pain, yet more determined than ever to keep, to elevate, what she has earned. Hell, Ursula, holds no surprises for me anymore. When the time comes, I will leave the cage the same way I came into it: as champion. You forever have my respect and admiration, as a person and as a wrestler, but I will not relent. Never again.
The smile faded over time as Ursula’s expression grew more grim and taciturn.
UVR: The woman you faced was lazy, unfocused, and deserved the loss she was served, Mrs. Star. I took for granted that title and only upon losing it, did I appreciate what I had. I gave you every advantage you had in that battle and even though there was a fight, it was not at the level I should’ve given. You may not be the competitor that won that title and I am not the champion who lost it to you. We’re both something more, but I wonder if your recent scars have really strengthened your soul or has they cost you that necessary creative spark needed to defeat me?
She cocks her brow in a curious manner.
UVR: My war wounds are well worn, Zoey. Scars that were earned on literal battlefields and within a lifetime of ill-conceived actions and harsh consequences. Mentally, physically, and spiritually, the life I lead has broken me multiple times to create the specimen you see before you. My focused slipped but once. Never… …again.
The two women never break their gaze, never give an inch. After several tense moments, Zoey nods once and then turns to walk away. Truly, there is little more either woman can say at this point.
KATE STEELE VS URSULA VON ROSSBACH
ZOEY MADIGAN-STAR VS PET
RIOT GROUP VS FIRE & ICE (C)
TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP LADDER MATCH
With fear in her eyes, Kate faced off against the imposing and brutally cold Lady Terminator but instead of backing down, she charges in like a ferocious tiger, taking the fight right to UVR. In fact for the first portion of the match, Kate goes unanswered with strikes, kicks, and even managing to take Ursula off her feet once with a SPRINGBOARD TORNADO DDT! Kate even starts feeling a bit confident, taking chances and it's when she goes for a flying attack that it becomes one chance too many as Ursula leaps forward and hits her in mid air, right in the gut with a BIONIC HEADBUTT! Kate crashes hard but recovers quickly, coming at Ursula just as before only to eat a GASTREZINE KICK, again to the gut, that launches her half way across the ring. Ursula casually gathers her up by the hair, hefts her up and powerslams her to the canvas for a two count.
Kate tries to get away with Ursula grabbing her by the leg and pulling her back only to eat an ENZIGURI KICK followed by a SPINNING HEEL KICK and a FLOAT OVER NECKBREAKER!!! She covers Ursula with a hope and a prayer only to get THROWN off of her as Ursula sits up and gets right back to her feet. Kate comes at her with ferocity that borders on suicidal only to end up suffering a SAMBO CHOKESLAM followed by THE VON TERMINATOR! 1-2-3!
Jenny: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH BY PINFALL, URSULA...VON....RRRRRROOOSSSBBBBAAACCCCCHHHH!!!
Koss: Ursula is a bear and a half, but give it up to Kate Steele, she gave the Lady Terminator one hell of a fight!
Spazz: She's like Nature.... scary man. Kate should've known though that Ursula has a history with beating up tiny Scottish girls.
Koss: Indeed, but what's this?
As Ursula leaves the ring, her music playing full bore, Kate Steele rises to her feet on spaghetti legs, swaying ever so slightly as she shouts at Ursula, "I'M STILL STANDIN' HERE!!!"
Koss: You sure that's wise Kate?!
Spazz: No... that's a dumb question. It ain't wise at all!!!
Ursula turns and climbs back into the ring, cool as you like as the Scottish brawler looks up at her. Suddenly she grabs Kate's arm and raises her arm, pointing at her. When she releases the arm, Kate drops to the canvas and Ursula resumes her walk to the back.
Koss: What a surprising show of respect by The Lady Terminator.
Spazz: She could've died like fifty times over right there!
Kate tries to get away with Ursula grabbing her by the leg and pulling her back only to eat an ENZIGURI KICK followed by a SPINNING HEEL KICK and a FLOAT OVER NECKBREAKER!!! She covers Ursula with a hope and a prayer only to get THROWN off of her as Ursula sits up and gets right back to her feet. Kate comes at her with ferocity that borders on suicidal only to end up suffering a SAMBO CHOKESLAM followed by THE VON TERMINATOR! 1-2-3!
Jenny: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH BY PINFALL, URSULA...VON....RRRRRROOOSSSBBBBAAACCCCCHHHH!!!
Koss: Ursula is a bear and a half, but give it up to Kate Steele, she gave the Lady Terminator one hell of a fight!
Spazz: She's like Nature.... scary man. Kate should've known though that Ursula has a history with beating up tiny Scottish girls.
Koss: Indeed, but what's this?
As Ursula leaves the ring, her music playing full bore, Kate Steele rises to her feet on spaghetti legs, swaying ever so slightly as she shouts at Ursula, "I'M STILL STANDIN' HERE!!!"
Koss: You sure that's wise Kate?!
Spazz: No... that's a dumb question. It ain't wise at all!!!
Ursula turns and climbs back into the ring, cool as you like as the Scottish brawler looks up at her. Suddenly she grabs Kate's arm and raises her arm, pointing at her. When she releases the arm, Kate drops to the canvas and Ursula resumes her walk to the back.
Koss: What a surprising show of respect by The Lady Terminator.
Spazz: She could've died like fifty times over right there!
ZOEY MADIGAN-STAR VS PET
A hard slap from Pet is how the match starts and for the next several minutes, ZMS makes Pet pay for it in surprisingly brutal fashion. Starting with a back hand and forehand double hit combo, she dominates Pet with elbows, kicks, knees, and body shots, beating down the dominatrix in dominating fashion. If not for a surprise HAIRGRAB TAKEDOWN, it would've been all Zoey. Pet attempts to lock her into a Full Nelson submission, but Zoey escapes the hold and applies one of her own! Pet screams in agony until her Harem girls come out. One distracts the referee while the other rushes in with a kick to the back of Zoey's head, forcing her to let go as the girl rolls out of the ring! Not thinking things through, she goes after the Harem girl, whom she chases around the ring only to eat a BASEBALL SLIDE kick to the face from Pet going inside to outside the ring. Pet and her Harem swarm ZMS but before the Referee can even call for a DQ, each of the Harem Girls find themselves knocked out in short order and Pet is once again on the run from the Queen of the South Champion!
Thinking fast, Zoey vaults back into the ring, runs the length of the ring to leap up and over the ropes with a TOPE CON HILO, taking Pet down to the floor! She then gathers Pet up, slings her into the ring and slides after her. Gathering Pet up, who answers with a slap that actually rocks Zoey back, the smack of Latex on face reverberating over the crowd! Pet rushes in, locking her into a Front Facelock but before the follow up wedgie can be applied, Zoey spins free, boots Pet in the gut and hits SEEING STARS! On impact, she folds Pet up for the pin and the win!
Jenny: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH BY PINFALL, ZZZZZOEY MMMMAAAADDDIIIGGGGGAAAANNNN-SSSSSTTTTAAAAAARRRRR!!!
Koss: Zoey Star dominated Pet and I'm surprised that Referee Kirk let the match carry on despite the interference!
Spazz: Well she just beat down three skinny crack hos in shiny leather along with their leader, Lunchbox. I'd say even with the help, Pet was still at a disadvantage.
Thinking fast, Zoey vaults back into the ring, runs the length of the ring to leap up and over the ropes with a TOPE CON HILO, taking Pet down to the floor! She then gathers Pet up, slings her into the ring and slides after her. Gathering Pet up, who answers with a slap that actually rocks Zoey back, the smack of Latex on face reverberating over the crowd! Pet rushes in, locking her into a Front Facelock but before the follow up wedgie can be applied, Zoey spins free, boots Pet in the gut and hits SEEING STARS! On impact, she folds Pet up for the pin and the win!
Jenny: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH BY PINFALL, ZZZZZOEY MMMMAAAADDDIIIGGGGGAAAANNNN-SSSSSTTTTAAAAAARRRRR!!!
Koss: Zoey Star dominated Pet and I'm surprised that Referee Kirk let the match carry on despite the interference!
Spazz: Well she just beat down three skinny crack hos in shiny leather along with their leader, Lunchbox. I'd say even with the help, Pet was still at a disadvantage.
RIOT GROUP VS FIRE & ICE (C)
TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP LADDER MATCH
Bullet and Bandit of the Riot Group enter this match plenty heated thanks to what happened with their fellow team mate and Coastal Empire Champion, Samantha Hamilton. Bullet and Fire kick things off with Bullet quick to gain the advantage over her opponent. The two exchange blows and holds for a few minutes until Fire hits her SPRINGBOARD FOREARM to stun Bullet long enough to tag out to Ice. Ice ducks and takes Bullet down with a CHOP BLOCK followed by a HEEL LOCK! Bandit rushes in and kicks Ice off of Bullet, only for Fire to rush in with a FLYING CROSSBODY! Shortly after a small brawl breaks out in the ring, but the Referee manages to break the teams up and send the illegal participants back to their corners! Bullet tags in Bandit as Ice tags Fire back in and the two pick up right where they left off, swinging fists only Bandit fights a bit dirtier and harder, winning the exchange with a hard right hook and THE ONE-ARMED BANDIT DDT!
She doesn't go for the pin and instead, rushes to knock Ice off the apron, then rolls up Fire for the pinfall, but only nets a two count! Ice tries to get back into the ring only to be stopped by the referee and it's there that Bandit and Bullet single Fire out, the two jointly pummeling her as Ice practically screams at the referee who is having none of it! They then hit VOTE WITH A BULLET, Bullet's elbow colliding with Fire's mouth in mid leg catapult by Bandit. Ice finally relents and the Ref turns to see Bullet already back on the apron, looking completely innocent as Bandit drags a semi conscious Fire to the corner and tags her in.
With Bandit holding Fire's leg, Bullet stomps the thigh rapidly several times until Bandit is warned off by the referee. Fire tries to crawl away from Bandit and tag in her partner, but just as she gets halfway across the ring, Bandit grabs her leg and pulls her back, yanking it up and slamming the knee on the canvas! She then locks on the PLATA O PLOMO! Fire wails in agony as Ice goes to make the save, but Bandit cuts her off with a running kick just as Fire taps out!
Jenny: THE WINNERS OF THIS MATCH BY TAP OUT AND THE NEW SRW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS.... THE RRRRRRRIOT GGGGRRRROOOOUUUPPPP!!!
The Riot Group celebrate in the ring as their music plays, Fire and Ice slinking out as we see standing on the ramp, All four members of the Satsujin Triad.
Koss: They won the match but it looks like the war has only just begun!
Spazz: SHIT'S ABOUT TO GET CRAZY UP IN HERE!!!
They rush the ring and immediately attack the tag team champions. Samantha Hamilton and Psycho Maguire run down the ramp, sliding into the ropes to join in on the massive brawl as the show closes out!
She doesn't go for the pin and instead, rushes to knock Ice off the apron, then rolls up Fire for the pinfall, but only nets a two count! Ice tries to get back into the ring only to be stopped by the referee and it's there that Bandit and Bullet single Fire out, the two jointly pummeling her as Ice practically screams at the referee who is having none of it! They then hit VOTE WITH A BULLET, Bullet's elbow colliding with Fire's mouth in mid leg catapult by Bandit. Ice finally relents and the Ref turns to see Bullet already back on the apron, looking completely innocent as Bandit drags a semi conscious Fire to the corner and tags her in.
With Bandit holding Fire's leg, Bullet stomps the thigh rapidly several times until Bandit is warned off by the referee. Fire tries to crawl away from Bandit and tag in her partner, but just as she gets halfway across the ring, Bandit grabs her leg and pulls her back, yanking it up and slamming the knee on the canvas! She then locks on the PLATA O PLOMO! Fire wails in agony as Ice goes to make the save, but Bandit cuts her off with a running kick just as Fire taps out!
Jenny: THE WINNERS OF THIS MATCH BY TAP OUT AND THE NEW SRW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS.... THE RRRRRRRIOT GGGGRRRROOOOUUUPPPP!!!
The Riot Group celebrate in the ring as their music plays, Fire and Ice slinking out as we see standing on the ramp, All four members of the Satsujin Triad.
Koss: They won the match but it looks like the war has only just begun!
Spazz: SHIT'S ABOUT TO GET CRAZY UP IN HERE!!!
They rush the ring and immediately attack the tag team champions. Samantha Hamilton and Psycho Maguire run down the ramp, sliding into the ropes to join in on the massive brawl as the show closes out!