Post by Melinda Rhodes on May 15, 2020 11:29:04 GMT -7
REBEL STAR ARENA
ROME, GA
5/14/2020
TAPE DELAYED TO 5/15/2020
"Toxic" cover by Lauren Babic 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. The fans cheer as pyro columns pop loud and bright on the stage in a myriad of colors, When the smoke clears, there stands a wicked looking Jenny Beck with spiked black hair and black leather pants, yellow QueensRyche Tanktop, black buckle boots and matching studded leather jacket.
Jenny Beck: FEEELIN' LIKE A FLOCK OF SAAAVVVAAAAGGGGGEEESSSSS!!!!!!
She bursts down to ringside, outstretched hands with, hitting running high fives along the way. Quickly arriving at ringside, she leaps up, slides across the canvas and hops to her feet!
Jenny Beck: IT'S TIME!!! IT'S TIME!!! IT'S SAVAGE THUUUURRRSSDDDDAAAAAAYYYYYYAAAYYYAAAAYYYYYYY!!!! JOE! MIKE! QUIT DROOLIN' AND START TALKIN' BOYS!!!
*HUGE POP!*
We cut to the table to find Joe and Mike right where they usually are, though Mike Spazz is sporting a few bruises from his NFW outing.
Joe Koss: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Savage Thursday I'm Joe Koss alongside Mike Spazz.
Mike Spazz: Suuuuup bitches!
Koss: Lookin' kinda' banged up there partner, wanna' tell 'em about it?
Spazz: Oh yeah, I got my ass kicked in NFW last week, but I made that motherfucker taste his own balls by kickin' 'em so far up he was thinkin' about them motherfuckers yo!
Koss: You can see more of his exploits in NFW as he gets a rematch against Graham Baker this Saturday.
Spazz: Yup yup! I'll make him taste them balls again!
Koss: *Rolling his eyes* Well we have the Shieldmaidens backstage fresh off their Southern Cross Tag Team Championship win with a few words to say!
Backstage, the camera finds the members of the Shieldmaidens MC, Southern Rebellion Wrestling tag team champions Jackie “Bandit” Layton and Alex “Bullet” Carbajal, inaugural Southern Rebellion Wrestling Hardcore Champion “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire, Southern Rebellion Wrestling Coastal Empre Champion Samantha “Titaness” Hamilton and manager Aoife “Banshee” Maguire all standing together in a dressing room with their logo on the door. Marty Proust nods quickly.
Marty Proust: I’m here with…
He pauses and looks the group up and down.
Marty Proust: Most.. of the SRW Shieldmaidens, my first question is… where is Dona Rotten?
The president of the MC, Bullet, steps forward.
Alex “Bullet” Carbajal: Venom has her own irons in the fire, so to speak, and will handle her business when she sees fit.
Marty nods slowly.
Marty Proust: So, tonight, only one of you has a match but you’re all here…
Bandit quickly cuts him off.
Jackie “Bandit” Layton: You looked surprised…
Psycho and Banshee nod along with the others.
“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: Rule number one, Lad…
Aoife “Banshee” Maguire: We dinna bae sendin’ ennyone alone.
Sam shrugs knowingly as Marty nods in response.
Marty Proust: So what can we expect to see tonight and going forward?
Bullet and Bandit nod slowly.
Alex “Bullet” Carbajal: We will defend our championships against anyone and everyone that comes along. La Rebelion declared war and found out what that truly means.
Jackie “Bandit” Layton: House of Dix, Wildside, Mothers of Destruction, Lil Dream Machines and anyone else that wants a piece, we are definitely not hard to find!
Psycho nods her agreement.
“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: I bae wantin’ a chance tae get me hardcore championship back. Juliet Black has baen a feckin’ great champion, there nay bae denyin’ tha, but I bae th’ one tha started tha championship an’ I want th’ chance tae take it back! I dinna bae carin’ whot I have tae do, who I bae naedin’ tae get through tae get there… I will bae gettin’ me chance, Lass! Jes ye bae waitin’ fer me!
Samantha “Titaness” Hamilton: Tonight, Rose and I show why this show is called Savage! We roll into that building and we got to war! But just as importantly?
Sam holds the Coastal Empire Championship in front of her torso.
Samantha “Titaness” Hamilton: I haven’t held onto this for over 400 days by a mere fluke. Many contenders have assumed they can have one fight with me and end my reign.
Her head shakes sternly.
Samantha “Titaness” Hamilton: I’d like to hope Rose is smarter than that, but should she have a similar mindset? Time for her to learn the up-close and personal way that when this title is on the line? It is not leaving my hands easily, nor anytime soon if I can help it.
Koss: Strong words from the Champions all around.
Spazz: Psycho wants her bling back too!
Koss: She was the first Hardcore Champ and one of the more twisted members of the Shield Maidens. Who's to say she shouldn't have another shot?
PATTI ROSE VS PHEONIX LESTRANGE
Pheonix LeStrange catches Patti Rose off guard with a nasty cheap shot at the start of the match, dominating with a varied Straight Heavy Offensive. Yet Patti weathers it out, combing back with a hard chop followed by a boot to the gut and a snap suplex, followed by a devastating german suplex, and finished with a dragon suplex pin, but Pheonix kicks out! Back on their feet, the two enter into a brawl yet again but this time it's Patti coming out on top, dishing out thunderous rights and lefts before hitting a double underhook DDT but Pheonix kicks out again. A surprise Roundhouse Kick from Pheonix nearly knocks Patti cold, sending her to the mat in a heap! Pheonix takes her moment and decides to go for THE DEVIANT OF THE NIGHT but just before she gets the first of the 8 point lock in, she's pulled down into a possum small package pin! 1-2-3!!!!
WINNER: PATTI ROSE
Koss: Veteran smarts wins the day here!!!!
Spazz: No shame in that at all! From the jaws of defeat she took that fuckin' win! Possum Pin for DAYS motherfucker!!
Koss: Indeed!
The screen flickered into shot, blurring in and out with imagery of a derelict building that had seen fire, flood and smoke damage. Debris scattered the floors from broken bricks, plaster, and what looked like bone.
Another flicker of the screen revealed a broken television set, one of the older 1980's models that had been tipped over, the screen visibly cracked, but power ran through it, lighting up a screen of white static. The camera zoomed in onto the static as it flickered, revealing none other than Juliet Black, the SRW Hardcore Champion. The belt itself rested over the Champions shoulder, and she had the usual scowl on her face as she addressed the camera.
Juliet: For some time now, I've been the true SRW Hardcore Champion. I've been through the odds of being outnumbered, being considered to be outgunned by wrestling talent, and taken on some of the toughest women in the company...
She then tapped the wall behind her, bringing attention to the Challengers of the past, though each image made it difficult to identify who was who, due to the feature that had been added of a blood red cross that obscured faces, and due to the run of whatever it was that had been used to deface the photos, gear as well.
Juliet: And I've beaten. Them. All. Veterans, gangs, doesn't matter to me who it was that was placed in front of me, aside from one minor setback that was undeserved by the holder of the belt, this title is now infused with the Black Bloodline, in that anyone who manages to take it from me will have a hard time living up to the standards of depravity I've shown in defending it. Light tubes across the head and back, being dragged through glass and tacks, almost anyone watching from the other side of the barrier will know they cannot relate to that, or being hit with a chair. It's why the sheets of paper being used to cut the finger webbing are such wince inducing moves. The people in the audience, they know the pain that comes with that. It's a reminder that I disdain them as much as I need them to put cash into my lockbox when I flog shirts or photos after shows, often whilst covered in glass and blood.
The screen flickered again, rather than standing with the belt as she had been, the Champion had a trash can resting in front of her, filling it with the various weapons she favored taking to the ring as though stock checking each and every item.
Juliet: And that brings me round to Cherry Deville, in her first title match. Lady Lucks officially been a bitch to you Cherry. Because you probably have the thought of using the Cherry Bomb on me, and with anything you have in mind that you can do with it as per the rules of the match, you have to be feeling really confident that one hit can take the belt from me. But here's the thing... One trick from me, and you'll be scared to do it. The Deathmatch is not just a toll physically, for the unprepared, it's a Mindfuck, and aside from the Skull Fuck, I'm a professional when it comes to mindfucking opponents. So I'll leave you wondering: What the fuck can this twisted bitch do to me to put that fear back in me.
The screen snapped back, the view of the television screen as it exploded suddenly and violently, a bloodied hand emerging from the glass before it flickered back.
Spazz: The fuck was that shit at the end with the hand exploding outta' the TV?
Koss: I don't know, that's freaky as hell, but Juliet Black is taking on Cherry Deville next!!!
JULIET BLACK (C) VS CHERRY DEVILLE
HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
Brutality is the name of the game and Cherry enters the match with a kendo stick and little else. Juliet rolls down to ringside with a shopping cart filled with weapons. Entering the ring, Juliet immediately goes at Cherry, the two fencing with a chair versus Kendo stick! Cherry attempts a disarm by stabbing through the opening of the chair but Juliet is one step ahead, using the chair and her foot to bring the weapon down, snap it in half and punch Cherry in the face! From there, she batters Cherry with it! Deville rolls out of the ring to escape, stumbling around outside as Juliet stalks her, sizing her up. Cherry turns and just barely avoids the chair shot, spinning around with a surprise haymaker catching Juliet off guard and dropping her! Cherry then proceeds to turn the tide with an all out brawling offensive that ends with her bodyslamming Juliet through the announce table! Cherry then goes to Juliet's shopping cart, lining it up with her foe as she crawls from the wreckage. With a running start, she rams the entire thing into Juliet's side, sending her rolling and skidding into the guard rail. She then launches the cart at her with great speed, sandwiching Juliet between it and the railing!
Reaching into the cart, Cherry pulls out a bundle of taped light tubes and seeing Juliet still rising, smashes them across the champion's head, busting her open instantly! She gathers her blood streaked foe up and tosses her back into the ring, then climbs onto the apron and his THE SLINGSHOT ELBOW DROP, holding it down for the pin and only getting a kickout at two and a half! Cherry rolls out of the ring to gather up the shopping cart, lifts it over her head, and HURLS IT INTO THE RING, knocking a rising Juliet right back down in a flash and sending weapons flying in all directions!
Cherry roars with triumph and then slides back into the ring. She gathers up a barbwire wrapped 2x4 and sizes up Juliet, who rises up using the ropes. She shivers and shakes, but there is no pain on her face, just raw, unmitigated fury. She turns and Cherry swings wide, finding herself ducked caught around the midsection and hit with an improved INVERTED German Suplex that leaves both women on the canvas unable to move for several seconds. Cherry is the first to rise, clutching at her head and showing signs of getting spiked rather badly. Juliet slowly rolls over, blood loss beginning to take it's toll on her. Her face is a complete crimson mask. When Cherry turns to face her, Juliet unloads with THE BAREKNUCKLE GLAM!!! Cherry spins and hits the canvas. Fading fast, Juliet worked guilty to lock in and hit THE SKULL FUCK!!!! This is promptly followed by a pin and the 1-2-3!!!
WINNER: JULIET BLACK
Koss: Just BRUTAL! Can anyone take that belt off of her in a one on one competition?
Spazz: I don't know lunchbox. It took a team of motherfuckers to take it off her that one time and we don't see them 'round no more!
Koss: She beat the Satsujin Triad right out of dodge!
Spazz: Scaaaary bitch, but I'd fuck her.
Koss: She'd probably fuck you with a rust chainsaw.
Spazz: She's hot. If I'm to die, it'll be at the hands of a hot hardcore bitch of my dreams yo!
Backstage, Marty Proust nods as the camera finds him in the interview area as Maja Lindström, Christina Zdunich, and the members of Wildside, Seleana Zdunich and Zenna Zdunich, walk into the shot.
Marty Proust: My guests at this time, the members of the Zdunich Family, Zenna, Seleana, Christina and cousin Maja Lindström and, Ladies, how are you this evening?
Zenna Zdunich: Marty, we are here to get down!
Marty nods.
Marty Proust: Wildside tonight takes on the House of Dix and we have Christina and Maja here as well.
Maja nods happily.
Maja Lindström: Ja, I am here to root on my family!
Seleana nods forward.
Seleana Zdunich: Just as we are always keen to root for Maja!
Zenna can’t but almost laugh.
Zenna Zdunich: Not as much as Spazz…
Maja smiles back.
Maja Lindström: He does seem to enjoy watching, ja?
Christina smirks playfully.
Christina Zdunich: Always has.
She pauses and then looks at Maja’s ass.
Christina Zdunich: But, I mean, look at you, look at us, can you really blame the guy?
Before anyone can answer, Christina’s daughter, Brittany Williams, and her wife, Halo, walk into the shot as well.
Brittany Williams: Really, Mom? We’re gonna go there?
Christina shrugs.
Christina Zdunich: Hey, when we got it… we got it.
Halo just shakes her head.
Halo: Y’all gonna get them House of Dix tonight?
Brittany snickers.
Brittany Williams: Then maybe we meet some of the other teams and we all see who gets to go after the titles next!
Halo shrugs.
Halo: Are we sure that them Rebelion chicks is really done? They might come back and claim they should get a rematch or some shit and try and cockblock everybody else again.
Zenna Zdunich: Even if they are, one of our teams would put them down, ja?
Seleana nods.
Seleana Zdunich: And then we tell them like we tell everyone else and like we tell House of Dix tonight…
She and Zenna turn to the camera.
Zenna Zdunich: Välkommen
Seleana Zdunich: Till djungeln!
We are backstage at the world renown Rebel Star Arena for Savage Thursday with Marty Proust alongside a pair of very familiar faces to Southern Rebellion Wrestling.
Proust: Good evening, Rebels! I’m here backstage alongside two women who will be in action later tonight, Ms. Dixon & Ms. House, the... er...
House: HOUSE OF DIX! Dat’s us! Me’s loves Dix!
She says giving Tracy a surprise hug.
Proust: Er.... yeah, good for you! Ladies, you’re going to face the Wildside later this evening. How are you feeling about tonight’s match, and what are your plans going forward?
House: ICE CWEAM! Dat’s me’s plans for tonight. Oh... an’ winnin’, me’s suppose. Bein’ an internationally renowned House, me’s a dab hand at many cultures, “or’ight guvnor?” But House is somewhat confused, because we’s facing two Swedish sister bints. And House has come to realize, much like they’s countwy of owigin... dey’s kinda... MEH. IKEA? Meh. ...Uh... uh... dey meh too. SEE ME’S WANTED TO DO A TRIPLET, but me’s couldn’t fink of anyfink else Sweden is done! It’s meh!
Poor Marty seems baffled, he glances at House’s partner for help.
Proust: ..right, Ms Dixon? Any comments?
Tracy seems taken by surprise.
Dixon: Huh? Oh Pip-pip cheerio luv, nice to see you back here, maybe after the show we could grab a bite to eat I’ve heard stories of Swedish sausages and how horrid Falukorv is but maybe you Sussex lads are packing something juicier?
This didn’t help our esteemed interviewer with the awkwardness, we could see nervous sweat dripping down his temples.
Proust: ..I um, cheers I guess, but was more inclined to know about your thoughts on the match tonight against Wildside, what do you plan to do?
Dixon: OHHHH, well win of course, Duh!
Wendy echoes the statement.
House: DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH~
Proust: Well in all fairness, you haven’t done much of winning lately if I remember right you lost to Wildside before albeit a bit of a different combination but still.
Tracy nods sagely.
Dixon: Yeah, that’s the thing with plans Marty, sweetheart even the best laid plans don’t always end in the desired result. We haven’t always won our match which is pretty observant of you and as a sharp lad such as yourself you may have also noticed that despite not always winning.. House of Dix has always delivered. We are a pair of ladies that provide the fans what they want and if the Boss ever thought we didn’t she’d kick our butts to the curb, she’s done it to some big names in the business too, they have come and gone, but we are still here, you dig?
House: DON’T FIRE US MEL! WE LUVS YA!
Dixon: House... chill...
House: Me’s no wanna be fired!!! SO dat means we gottsa win, wight? Coz if we wins, we can work to them titles, an’ then we’s can be job secure and makes the big moneys! Me’s needs moneys, hey, can someone spot me some, me’s wanna cola.
Dixon: ..not before the match Wendy.
House: ..well if we win me’s get a cola?
Tracy nods.
House: Sweet!
She frowns.
House: ..wait, what if we lose?
Dixon: Diet cola.
Wendy shrugs.
House: You drive a hard bargain pilgrim’ but me’s take it.
Dixon: Did you just turn into John Wayne?
House: Me’s adapting and evolving to the situation that’s how us veterans and legends of the business keep things fresh. You have much to learn young Tracy, but I’ll be your sensei, teaching you the ancient ways of ninja charisma..
Dixon: now that’s..Japanese?
House: See? Me’s always changing, the opponents never know what I’m gonna hit them with. It’s like House is in RNG mode!
Tracy looks at Marty.
Dixon: Martin, cupcake, please tell me this makes some sense to you at least?
He seems puzzled while Wendy dismisses it with a wave of her hand.
House: Nevermind that scrub, time to TLC this shizzle like it was 1999 Let’s go out there and win it for our homegirl Rest in peace Left-Eye Lopes! Peace out ya’ll!
She mimics a mic drop and moonwalks forward, leaving Tracy stand there with Proust, she smiles and pinches his cheek.
Dixon: You kinda cute though..come find me after the show. I’ll show you what living on the REAL WILDSIDE is all about..
She blows a kiss at him before walking after House and we see the confused Marty Proust trying to gather himself.
Proust: ..there you have it, back to ringside, sharpish!
Koss: Both teams are ready and raring to go!!
Spazz: You know, that Dixon chick is like thicc hot chocolate yo.
Koss: Stop visually sexing up the talent.
Spazz: I will when you stop bein' a bitch, Joey Boy!
Koss: I'm not a bitch!
Spazz: Ok when you stop bein' a bitch in denial!
HOUSE OF DIX VS WILDSIDE
At the start of the match, Wendy House is so overcome with emotion and ferocity at the thought of being fired that she UNLOADS on Zenna Zdunich with such speed, she barely has time to react! Wendy dropping Zenna fast and hard, then diving on her with REPEATED ELBOW STRIKES! Seleana makes the save and Tracy gets involved, the two brawling but the bigger woman manages to overpower Seleana, sending her through the ropes and out to the Arena Floor! Tracy and Wendy then hit a double suplex! Tracy rolls back to her feet and heads for her corner as Wendy makes the pin! Seleana manages to get in the ring and break it up, then hits Tracy halfway through the ropes with a running dropkick, sending her flailing to the floor! She and Zenna turn the tide, ganging up on Wendy with dual strikes before hitting a springboard Doomsday device! Zenna makes the cover as Seleana leaves the ring but Wendy manages to kick out at two and a half!
The tensions get high as Zenna tags in Seleana, who is quick to move in on Wendy before she can get to her partner, pulling her back into an improvised wheelbarrow face buster! This is promptly followed by THE CAT'S EYE! She holds the leg for a pin but Tracy manages to make the save just as Zenna hits her with a low orbit dropkick! From there the ring dissolves into a fourway brawl but in a surprising move, Tracy Dixon and Wendy House managed to hold their own against the seasoned veterans before being separated once again! During this separation, however, just as both sides get back in their corners, Seleana is caught in a schoolgirl roll up pin from behind!!!! 1-2-3!!!!!
WINNERS: HOUSE OF DIX
Spazz: Holy fuck they actually won a match?! HAS THE WORLD STOPPED TURNING?! WE ALL DEAD?! IS THE APOCALYPSE NOW?!
Koss: No no, none of those, but damn... The House of Dix is clearly done being a pair of punching bags! Wildside didn't see it coming!
Spazz: Yeah dawg.... fuck... mind is like BLOWN up in here!
SRW Savage Thursday returns from a commercial break and immediately the strains of “Theatre” by Icon For Hire start to play. Zoey Madgian-Star walks out onto the stage moments later, already dressed for her match later on in the evening. She tosses back her hood and calmly undoes the clasps of the cloak, revealing the Queen of the South Championship strapped around her waist. Looking out at the rest of the arena for a moment, she proceeds to remove the title from her waist and hold it up high for a minute or two before draping it over her shoulder and proceeding down to the ring. Tonight, the champ looks quite serious… even a little angry. The camera following her on her way to the squared circle gets a good shot of the wounds criss-crossing her back beneath her gear as she approaches the steps.
Joe Koss: Welcome back, fans! You’re just in time to be, like the rest of us, graced by the presence of Zoey Madigan-Star, the Queen of the South Champion! Speaking of… you washed that cheek yet, Mike?
Mike Spazz: Wish I ain’t had to, lunchbox. But for once, I ain’t checkin’ her out. I’m lookin’ at what’s on her back.
Joe Koss: Leftovers from a nasty battle she had two weeks ago, which saw her team with the SMC Riot Group against La Rebellion and a woman named Catherine Neville. Since then, no one has seen or heard from Silencia or Torbellina… but those wounds damn sure stuck around.
Mike Spazz: We all knew she was tough, but to win after taking that? Makes ya wonder what it’d take to bring a lady like that low. I don’t think I wanna see it.
If the wounds are a bother, Zoey isn’t letting it show. She wipes her boots on the apron and steps into the ring, belt still over her shoulder, and accepts the microphone from Jenny. Walking back to the middle of the ring, she gives a moment for the music to fade out, then speaks calmly and quietly.
Zoey Madigan-Star: Every once in a while, you can win and still have it feel like a loss. At Love Hurts, such a situation came about when I defended my title against Katie Montes. I should have known that my little sister was going to give her all and more, but even I did not expect her to push herself that hard. Hard enough that I had to force her into unconsciousness because she just wouldn’t give up…
Trailing off, Zoey quiets for several moments. She is having a hard time reconciling what happened at the pay-per-view and despite the win, the Magical Maiden just is not feeling celebratory.
Zoey Madigan-Star: On the one hand, what was done was necessary to remain champion. Would I have been proud of her had she beaten me? Absolutely. But I was not about to let that happen without a fight. On the other hand… things got out of hand. In my effort to keep this title, to continue this record-setting reign, I pushed things to a level that I deeply regret. To this moment, Katie is still in the hospital and while she IS recovering, that is has taken so long…
Again, a pause. Clearly, the champion is upset, though whether it is at the situation or solely at herself is up for debate.
Joe Koss: Kind of feel for the lady here, Spazz. Facing a friend or family member in the ring under ANY stakes isn’t fun and it often causes problems.
Mike Spazz: Was either her sister or the title, Fats. Hell, Zoey’s tangled with her wife in the ring and beat the fuck outta her, too. Why should this be any different? Katie knew what she was doing. She ain’t got no regrets. Other than not winnin’ tha’ fuck outta’ that shit yo! Anyway. So why should Zoey go beatin’ herself up?
Joe Koss: This is different, man. Don’t know how. Just is.
Different indeed. Zoey takes the belt off her shoulder, gazing at it with as much calm as she can muster.
Zoey Madigan-Star: Four-hundred-and-sixteen days…
Staring at the championship for several moments, eventually closing her eyes and resting her head against it for a moment, Zoey continues again in a whisper.
Zoey Madigan-Star: ...and I’m asking myself now if I am prepared to keep that up.
“Something New” by Girls Aloud hits over the public address system as the fans in attendance groan and boo. Knowing that Zoey’s opponent for the match, the “Queen B” Bianca Davis-LeBlanc was about to make her way to the ring. Soon enough walking on stage is none other than the most hated woman in SRW. Who has a smug smirk planted on her face before she saunters out she motions that her music be cut as she begins to speak in her normal voice.
Bianca Davis-LeBlanc: Oh, my God, is anyone actually buying this? You feel bad? Puh-lease! If anything you took delight in sending Katie Ugtess to the hospital. But don’t worry; I am sure all of the uggos and sheep at home believe you! Because after all without these gullible people, what would you have?
Zoey shakes her head clearly annoyed that Bianca was out here as she continued her way to the ring. The Queen B kept speaking in the same tone.
Bianca Davis-LeBlanc: I mean, I am not gonna lie here. Your title reign is impressive, don’t get me wrong. But to answer your question, if you’re weak and crying over sending an uggo to the hospital then, quite frankly, you will be done as champion soon enough... and what better person to end that than the Queen B, Bianca Davis-LeBlanc?
Bianca raises her arms high in the air arrogantly before ordering the ref to hold back Zoey as she then climbs up the steel steps and enters the ring giving her arrogant wave to the “fans”. While the referee moves to do this, Zoey simply stands there without moving, watching the blonde enter the ring with a decidedly-cold look in her mismatched gold eyes.
Joe Koss: Does this chick just love the sound of her own voice or what? I mean, does she get pleasure from dumping on people? It’s not like she doesn’t have the talent to win without being a cold B all the time!
Mike Spazz: All part of the game, Joey! Run ‘em tha’ fuck down with words and you’re halfway to winnin’ that motherfucker! But talkin’ smack to a lady like Zoey? I dunno if that’s smart!
Bianca Davis-LeBlanc: I mean, it's about time this company embraced the true Queen. You see, pretenders like you are cute and all, but in all seriousness being a queen requires grace, elegance, class and beauty things that you clearly are lacking in. Like where did you buy your cape? Goodwill?
Bianca lets out a catty giggle before rolling her eyes. Zoey, shaking her head, gives Bianca a questioning look before bringing up her stick.
Zoey Madigan-Star: Oh? You’re done now? You sure?
There’s a pause as Bianca lifts a brow while staring at Zoey before gesturing negligently, indicating that the champion should get on with it.
Zoey Madigan-Star: Good. Because since you’re already out here and dressed to compete, I don’t see any reason why we shouldn’t just get started right now.
Bianca Davis-LeBlanc: Oh, no, no, no, no, Queen of the Uggos! We don’t do this when YOU say! We don’t even do it when Uggo Rhodes say! You’re on MY time-
The rest of her sentence never makes it out as Zoey hauls off and slaps the absolute piss out of Bianca, leaving the Queen B reeling! In shock from a blatant attack while she was in the middle of speaking, Bianca has only just turned around to retaliate when Zoey, having tossed the title aside, charges her and double-legs her to the mat! The two women start tearing at one another, literally going into catfight mode as, almost immediately, Chrysanthe Kanelos appears on the ramp and quickly gestures for security to get their asses to the ring and break up the preempted main event!
Mike Spazz: Awww YEAH! Catfight UP IN HEREEE BITCHES!! Let ‘em fuck each other up! This is good shit!
Joe Koss: While some might agree, Mikey, the General Manager does not! She’s sending down the cavalry even now!
And they ain’t getting paid by the hour; within moments, security has swarmed the ring and succeeded in pulling the two women off each other. Bianca immediately lashes out at security, demanding that they ‘get their filthy hands off her’ while Zoey, drawn away from her opponent, calms down a little. She still has fire in her eyes as she watches the Queen B, though. Bianca makes a show of trying to get past security to get to Zoey, who spreads her arms wide and dares her to REALLY try! But Bianca isn’t having that, smirking at Zoey and leaving the ring much to the dismay of the fans who wanna see more!
Joe Koss: Like she couldn’t have gotten to Zoey again if she really wanted more!
Mike Spazz: Bianca ain’t wantin’ a taste of the ol’ paint brush of fuck you across that face again!
Bianca backs up the ramp, taunting all the way while Zoey holds her belt up high to the delight of the fans as “Theatre” starts up again in the background.
KATE STEELE (C) VS PET
CONQUEST CHAMPIONSHIP
The match begins with Pet offering a handshake and Kate slapping it away. The response is a slap to the face from her that is answered even further by Kate backhanding Pet off her feet! Pet rushes her and the two engage in a series of grapples and counter grapples for a few seconds with Steele's superior training and pedigree coming out on top via a FLOATOVER NECKBREAKER! Pet isn't so quick to get up as Kate steam rolls her with a pele kick, followed by a a Tiger Suplex Pin, but only nets a two count! Back to their feet, Pet tries to escape through the ropes but Kate catches her by the back of her latex covered head and spins her around only to eat a hard slap across the face followed by a sunset flip over the ropes into a pin, but Kate manages to kick out with a back roll! On their feet once more Pet escapes to the outside and Kate follows only to have to deal with Pet's Harem once again! Unfortunately for them, each are taken out with a different martial arts kick, with Dolly eating a spinning heel kick at the very end!
Pet uses the distraction to hide under the ring. Kate looks confused, running around looking for her. She rolls into the ring and back out, resetting the count numerous times before finally going back into the ring to question the referee. While she's by the ropes, suddenly a hand reaches up, grabs her ankle and yanks her right out of the ring. Disoriented, Pet takes full advantage of her, stomping away mercilessly at Kate's face and chest over and over until hitting a low roundhouse that flips Kate onto her stomach and seemingly out cold.
Pet slides back into the ring, screaming with joy as the referee is at the 6 count but as he nears the 8, Kate's already getting back up and just before he hits 10 and much to Pet's dismay, Kate enters the ring. Enraged, Pet goes after her without thinking things through and gets caught, lifted up onto Kate's shoulders and dropped with THE PUNK DRIVER!!! She lays across Pet for a 1-2-3!
WINNER: KATE STEELE
Koss: Try as she might, Pet just couldn't outfox Kate Steele enough tonight!
Spazz: Fuckin' shut her Rubber Maid ass down, dawg!!!
Koss: Well we have a commercial coming up! We'll be right back folks!
After a second commercial break, Savage Thursday returns to a camera hurrying through the backstage area, the sounds of a fight in the near distance. Coming around the corner, fans can see that it’s Zoey Madigan-Star and Bianca LeBlanc once again, fighting it out in the hallway outside the locker room area! The two young ladies are really tearing into each other, but Bianca, briefly getting the worst of it, goes for Zoey’s eyes with her manicured nails and leaves the Queen of the South Champion temporarily blinded! Exacerbating things, she hoses the champ in the face with a can of hairspray to make things even worse! Zoey is swinging wildly, leaving Bianca to cackle as she easily blindsides the champ and rams her into the open door!
Security is nowhere to be seen this time, and smart money says Bianca had something to do with that! She tries to slam the door into the head of Zoey, but the champ recovers just enough eyesight to get the hell out of the way as the metal passage bangs shut! She grabs Bianca by the head and bounces her off the door, but she’s still fighting from behind and getting smacked in the head with the hairspray can helps nothing! Security, again, is absent… but the rest of the locker room isn’t! Most of the women, including Ascendant Champion Ursula Von Rossbach and Coastal Empire Champion Sam Hamilton, get out there and break the pair up, with Sam having to wrench Bianca away from Zoey while Ursula likewise firmly urges Zoey back, getting between her and the blondes.
Bianca starts to lash out at Sam, who had grabbed her by the arm to pull her away. Hamilton shoves her into the wall and Bianca chests up but then steps back before storming off, not wanting to start another fight. Zoey, wiping at her eyes with the back of her hand, picks up her championship off the floor. Ursula, still checking on her with marginal concern, gets a look at that belt… and stares a little too long. Zoey notes this, putting the belt over her shoulder and nodding at the Terminator before turning and walking away. The rest of the wrestlers disperse as Ursula stares after Zoey and Samantha, rolling her eyes at the Queen B, also takes her leave.
Spazz: God damn son! We can't leave them alone for five fuckin' minutes! Chicks be needin' a time out up in this bitch!
Koss: You're disapproving of the fight?
Spazz: Nah, I'd say let 'em go. They'll knock each other the fuck out eventually!
Koss: But what about the main event....
Spazz: ooooo.... Yous got a point there. We kinda' need 'em conscious at least a little while longer, right?
Koss: Next up is Ursula Von Rossbach defending her Ascendant Championship against Aurora Zambrotta!
UVR (C) VS AURORA ZAMBROTTA
ASCENDANT CHAMPIONSHIP
Aurora stood across the ring from Ursula, a tiny yet thick woman with a nervous smile as the monster across from her surveyed her prey. Immediately Aurora rushes at her like a bullet, leaping up with her SAMMARINESE WRECKING BALL, but Ursula only moves back a single step from the impact while the challenger falls back in utter shock. She gets to her feet only to eat THE GREAT KICK right to the chin. She's then booted in the gut, spun around, locked into a double underhook and violently slammed to the canvas with THE VON TERMINATOR! Ursula pins her on the spot for the fastest match of the night!
WINNER: URSULA VON ROSSBACH
Spazz: *just stares wide-eyed and quiet*
Koss: Did that match even clock a full two minutes?
Spazz: Ursula's a fucking beast.... she just annihilated one of the toughest people in the building in less time than it takes me to toast a motherfucking poptart....
Roving cameras spot some of the wrestlers and other employees hanging out backstage, and among them are one of SRW’s newest tag team combinations, the Mothers of Destruction, who are hovering around the coffee table with full cups and conspiratorial smiles on their faces. Things did not go swimmingly for the duo at the recent pay-per-view, with Dona giving a hell of a fight to Samantha Hamilton before joining her partner, Lyra LeVeux-Donavan, in the tag team War Games match. Although the MoD made a good go of it, they did not come out with the championships. Still… from the looks of things, the two are in high spirits.
Or maybe it’s the java.
Regardless of the reasoning a camera comes up to the MoD as they’re sipping and chatting. Dona is the first to spot them, lifting a brow and gesturing to Lyra with her cup before refilling her own. Lyra, taking a long sip, turns fully toward that camera and gives a very sweet-yet-predatory smile as it approaches.
Lyra LeVeux-Donavan: Like what you see, ladies and gentlemen? Get used to it, because we’re not going anywhere. Booked or otherwise, where Southern Rebellion goes… so do the Mothers of Destruction!
Dona Rotten: We're like one of those things, you can only get at certain spots. Except we're not, ya know, some novelty. Nah, we actually have some appeal. We're kind of aww like that, and we'll continue to spread our own little brand of… let's call it tough love.
The two tap their refilled cups together and Lyra gets more serious.
Lyra LeVeux-Donavan: A lot of folks expected us to come out of Love Hurts with the tag team titles. WE expected us to come out of Love Hurts with the gold. Dona here? She came within a hair of snatching the Coastal Empire belt from Samantha Hamilton, too. Just this close, Sammy-
She holds her thumb and forefinger a fraction of an inch apart.
Lyra LeVeux-Donavan: -and your little record-setting title reign would have gone bye-bye. But you’re tough. We know it, the locker room knows it, the world knows it. So good on you for keeping that up. Don’t forget, though, that now? We have your scent. Might be Dona, might be me. But if one of us gets another crack at your belt? It’s going away. Mommy gets what Mommy wants. Even if she has to punish to get it. ESPECIALLY if she has to punish!
Dona Rotten: Sam's good, I'll give her that. She's a friend, and that was the fight I had been chomping at the bit for. End result wasn't exactly ideal, but man was it still amazing to be in. Now, though, now we're hunting. Mommy's on the prowl, y'all. Protect your necks.
Lyra LeVeux-Donavan: And keep your noses clean. Because we’re always watching.
Giving each other knowing looks, the Mothers of Destruction blow kisses to the camera and then take their coffee and their leave.
SAMANTHA HAMILTON VS ROSE
The match began with a lock up and for a moment, Rose overpowers the Coastal Empire Champion, but Sam-Ham fights back and starts winning the test of strength, driving Rose back. Rose suddenly slips free, taking an arm and twisting it into a tight hammerlock! Samantha struggles briefly, quickly forcing herself out of the Hammerlock and spinning with a clothesline, but Rose ducks around, locks on a rear waistlock and backbridges with a snap German but Sam-Ham backflips right out of it, landing on her feet. Rose rises, turns, and is speared in the middle of the ring! Rose fights to get up immediately after, clutching at her guts. Sam-Ham walks up, boots her in the gut and drops her with WRATH OF THE TITANS and pins her. 1-2-3!!!
WINNER: SAMANTHA HAMILTON
Koss: Samantha Hamilton was not going to be outdone by Ursula here, but I think this took her a bit longer to pull off.
Spazz: No less impressive though, Jesus Jump-Fuckin' Christ dawg!
Koss: Still very impressive and an example of why she's called the Titaness!
The Ring clears quickly with Sam Hamilton heading to the back and Rose taking the walk soon after, albeit far more angry. As soon as both are in the backstage area, the lights dim....
#SHOT THROUGH THA' HEART.....
Bon Jovi's "You Give Love A Bad Name" sounds over the P/A and stepping out onto the stage is none other than the Rebel, Melinda Rhodes, sporting her custom red long coat, blue jeans, "Hatchet Clan" Tank Top, and boots. In her hand is a microphone which she brings to her lips as she heads down the ramp!
Rebel: SUP DEEP SOUTH RRREEEBBBBEEEELLLLLSSSS!!!
The crowd erupts as Melinda slides into the ring and hops straight to her feet with a bit of a bounce.
Rebel: Ya'll likin' the show so far?!
Crowd: SRW! SRW! SRW!!!
Rebel: Awesome sauce! Now I came out here tonight because-
Suddenly a dark haired, deeply tanned woman leaps the guard rail before security can react. She slides into the ring, the sudden shift getting Mel's attention. The Rebel spins around eating a hard round house kick that staggers her, followed by several savage kicks to the ribs and her leg, before dropping to her knees. The woman then hops back and hits a 720 Tornado Spin Kick that snaps Mel's head to the side and sends her spinning to the canvas out cold!
Spazz: WHAT THA' FUCK!
Koss: THAT'S VALORA THOMAS!!!! FORMER EWC TELEVISION CHAMPION!!!
Security finally tackles her in mass, Valora fights back but five burly guards bring her down and place cuffs on her. When she's lifted up by her arms, she tries kicking them so they grab her legs and carry her out of the ring.
Valora: *Screaming at the top of her lungs* YOU RUINED MY LIFE!!! STOLE EVERYTHING FROM ME!!! FUCK YOU RHODES!!! YOU BBBIIIITTTCCCHHH!!!!!!
The Rebel starts to stir, confused and dazed, blood running from a split on the side of her head. A remaining security guard helps her up and she falls into the ropes, clearly having trouble even standing after that vicious kick.
Spazz: What a blast from the motherfuckin' past indeed Joey!
Koss: Indeed! Valora Thomas was fired from EWC years ago for undisclosed reasons.
Spazz: She was shoutin' that Mel ruined her life.
Koss: We'll need more info for sure, but I'm certain we'll find out soon enough. For now, we got a main event match coming up next!
She drops down from the ring and heads to the back, stumbling with a hand to her bleeding head.
ZOEY MADIGAN-STAR VS BIANCA DAVIS
In the main event, Zoey Star found herself across the ring from the hated Bianca Davis and her valet, Minion. Minion leaves the ring after a quick discussion with her mistress and the bell chimes. Oddly enough, Bianca doesn't run but instead stands her ground, even daring to goad Zoey on with a gesture of her hand saying "Come Hither." The bell chimes and the Queen of the South circles the ring with Bianca and just as she moves in for a grapple, Bianca backs away with a bounce, wagging her finger and shaking her head. Zoey rolls her neck and comes at Bianca again and the Queen B dances away from her, taunting her while motioning her on with both hands. Zoey keeps coming at her and Bianca keeps dodging and ducking away from her, laughing and mocking, steadily chipping away at the Champion and the crowd's patience. She does it once more and Zoey doesn't stop, opening herself up for a low orbit dropkick right in her knee from Bianca! She drops hard on that knee with a growl. This is followed by THE CROWNED DDT!!! Bianca rolls over foe for a pin but only gets a two and a half count!
Bianca gets Zoey to her feet and pulls her into a hair pull backbreaker, followed by THE QUEEN'S MAKEOVER and a pin! Once again, two and a half is all she gets! Bianca gathers Zoey up and kicks that knee again, dropping her down and kneeing her right in the face. She then backs up into a corner, watching and waiting for Zoey Star to get to her feet. She crouches low, fingers wriggling and then as soon as Zoey is on one knee, Bianca runs across the ring to blast her with THE CORONATION-NOOOO!!!! Zoey lunges forward at the last second to catch her and hits a leaping clothesline across Bianca's chest!
Bianca pops back up, clutching at her chest as Zoey moves in hitting THE TRAP CHAMBER and locking on THE MAIDEN'S FLYTRAP!!!! Bianca kicks and flails trying to get out of the hold, only to suddenly slap at Zoey's arm rapid fire, submitting on the spot!!!
WINNER: ZOEY MADIGAN-STAR!!!
Spazz: Holy fuck what a night! Two things I wasn't countin' on up in here! House of Dix winning a tag match and Bianca Davis actually puttin' up a decent fight for once!
Koss: Yeah man, it has been an interesting one. That's all the time we have! Thank you fans in attendance as well as the one's watching at home! Have a wonderful night and be safe!
Spazz: SNOOTCH TO THE BOOTCH!!! NNnnnyyyyaaaahhhh!!!
Jenny Beck: FEEELIN' LIKE A FLOCK OF SAAAVVVAAAAGGGGGEEESSSSS!!!!!!
She bursts down to ringside, outstretched hands with, hitting running high fives along the way. Quickly arriving at ringside, she leaps up, slides across the canvas and hops to her feet!
Jenny Beck: IT'S TIME!!! IT'S TIME!!! IT'S SAVAGE THUUUURRRSSDDDDAAAAAAYYYYYYAAAYYYAAAAYYYYYYY!!!! JOE! MIKE! QUIT DROOLIN' AND START TALKIN' BOYS!!!
*HUGE POP!*
We cut to the table to find Joe and Mike right where they usually are, though Mike Spazz is sporting a few bruises from his NFW outing.
Joe Koss: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Savage Thursday I'm Joe Koss alongside Mike Spazz.
Mike Spazz: Suuuuup bitches!
Koss: Lookin' kinda' banged up there partner, wanna' tell 'em about it?
Spazz: Oh yeah, I got my ass kicked in NFW last week, but I made that motherfucker taste his own balls by kickin' 'em so far up he was thinkin' about them motherfuckers yo!
Koss: You can see more of his exploits in NFW as he gets a rematch against Graham Baker this Saturday.
Spazz: Yup yup! I'll make him taste them balls again!
Koss: *Rolling his eyes* Well we have the Shieldmaidens backstage fresh off their Southern Cross Tag Team Championship win with a few words to say!
Backstage, the camera finds the members of the Shieldmaidens MC, Southern Rebellion Wrestling tag team champions Jackie “Bandit” Layton and Alex “Bullet” Carbajal, inaugural Southern Rebellion Wrestling Hardcore Champion “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire, Southern Rebellion Wrestling Coastal Empre Champion Samantha “Titaness” Hamilton and manager Aoife “Banshee” Maguire all standing together in a dressing room with their logo on the door. Marty Proust nods quickly.
Marty Proust: I’m here with…
He pauses and looks the group up and down.
Marty Proust: Most.. of the SRW Shieldmaidens, my first question is… where is Dona Rotten?
The president of the MC, Bullet, steps forward.
Alex “Bullet” Carbajal: Venom has her own irons in the fire, so to speak, and will handle her business when she sees fit.
Marty nods slowly.
Marty Proust: So, tonight, only one of you has a match but you’re all here…
Bandit quickly cuts him off.
Jackie “Bandit” Layton: You looked surprised…
Psycho and Banshee nod along with the others.
“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: Rule number one, Lad…
Aoife “Banshee” Maguire: We dinna bae sendin’ ennyone alone.
Sam shrugs knowingly as Marty nods in response.
Marty Proust: So what can we expect to see tonight and going forward?
Bullet and Bandit nod slowly.
Alex “Bullet” Carbajal: We will defend our championships against anyone and everyone that comes along. La Rebelion declared war and found out what that truly means.
Jackie “Bandit” Layton: House of Dix, Wildside, Mothers of Destruction, Lil Dream Machines and anyone else that wants a piece, we are definitely not hard to find!
Psycho nods her agreement.
“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: I bae wantin’ a chance tae get me hardcore championship back. Juliet Black has baen a feckin’ great champion, there nay bae denyin’ tha, but I bae th’ one tha started tha championship an’ I want th’ chance tae take it back! I dinna bae carin’ whot I have tae do, who I bae naedin’ tae get through tae get there… I will bae gettin’ me chance, Lass! Jes ye bae waitin’ fer me!
Samantha “Titaness” Hamilton: Tonight, Rose and I show why this show is called Savage! We roll into that building and we got to war! But just as importantly?
Sam holds the Coastal Empire Championship in front of her torso.
Samantha “Titaness” Hamilton: I haven’t held onto this for over 400 days by a mere fluke. Many contenders have assumed they can have one fight with me and end my reign.
Her head shakes sternly.
Samantha “Titaness” Hamilton: I’d like to hope Rose is smarter than that, but should she have a similar mindset? Time for her to learn the up-close and personal way that when this title is on the line? It is not leaving my hands easily, nor anytime soon if I can help it.
Koss: Strong words from the Champions all around.
Spazz: Psycho wants her bling back too!
Koss: She was the first Hardcore Champ and one of the more twisted members of the Shield Maidens. Who's to say she shouldn't have another shot?
PATTI ROSE VS PHEONIX LESTRANGE
Pheonix LeStrange catches Patti Rose off guard with a nasty cheap shot at the start of the match, dominating with a varied Straight Heavy Offensive. Yet Patti weathers it out, combing back with a hard chop followed by a boot to the gut and a snap suplex, followed by a devastating german suplex, and finished with a dragon suplex pin, but Pheonix kicks out! Back on their feet, the two enter into a brawl yet again but this time it's Patti coming out on top, dishing out thunderous rights and lefts before hitting a double underhook DDT but Pheonix kicks out again. A surprise Roundhouse Kick from Pheonix nearly knocks Patti cold, sending her to the mat in a heap! Pheonix takes her moment and decides to go for THE DEVIANT OF THE NIGHT but just before she gets the first of the 8 point lock in, she's pulled down into a possum small package pin! 1-2-3!!!!
WINNER: PATTI ROSE
Koss: Veteran smarts wins the day here!!!!
Spazz: No shame in that at all! From the jaws of defeat she took that fuckin' win! Possum Pin for DAYS motherfucker!!
Koss: Indeed!
The screen flickered into shot, blurring in and out with imagery of a derelict building that had seen fire, flood and smoke damage. Debris scattered the floors from broken bricks, plaster, and what looked like bone.
Another flicker of the screen revealed a broken television set, one of the older 1980's models that had been tipped over, the screen visibly cracked, but power ran through it, lighting up a screen of white static. The camera zoomed in onto the static as it flickered, revealing none other than Juliet Black, the SRW Hardcore Champion. The belt itself rested over the Champions shoulder, and she had the usual scowl on her face as she addressed the camera.
Juliet: For some time now, I've been the true SRW Hardcore Champion. I've been through the odds of being outnumbered, being considered to be outgunned by wrestling talent, and taken on some of the toughest women in the company...
She then tapped the wall behind her, bringing attention to the Challengers of the past, though each image made it difficult to identify who was who, due to the feature that had been added of a blood red cross that obscured faces, and due to the run of whatever it was that had been used to deface the photos, gear as well.
Juliet: And I've beaten. Them. All. Veterans, gangs, doesn't matter to me who it was that was placed in front of me, aside from one minor setback that was undeserved by the holder of the belt, this title is now infused with the Black Bloodline, in that anyone who manages to take it from me will have a hard time living up to the standards of depravity I've shown in defending it. Light tubes across the head and back, being dragged through glass and tacks, almost anyone watching from the other side of the barrier will know they cannot relate to that, or being hit with a chair. It's why the sheets of paper being used to cut the finger webbing are such wince inducing moves. The people in the audience, they know the pain that comes with that. It's a reminder that I disdain them as much as I need them to put cash into my lockbox when I flog shirts or photos after shows, often whilst covered in glass and blood.
The screen flickered again, rather than standing with the belt as she had been, the Champion had a trash can resting in front of her, filling it with the various weapons she favored taking to the ring as though stock checking each and every item.
Juliet: And that brings me round to Cherry Deville, in her first title match. Lady Lucks officially been a bitch to you Cherry. Because you probably have the thought of using the Cherry Bomb on me, and with anything you have in mind that you can do with it as per the rules of the match, you have to be feeling really confident that one hit can take the belt from me. But here's the thing... One trick from me, and you'll be scared to do it. The Deathmatch is not just a toll physically, for the unprepared, it's a Mindfuck, and aside from the Skull Fuck, I'm a professional when it comes to mindfucking opponents. So I'll leave you wondering: What the fuck can this twisted bitch do to me to put that fear back in me.
The screen snapped back, the view of the television screen as it exploded suddenly and violently, a bloodied hand emerging from the glass before it flickered back.
Spazz: The fuck was that shit at the end with the hand exploding outta' the TV?
Koss: I don't know, that's freaky as hell, but Juliet Black is taking on Cherry Deville next!!!
JULIET BLACK (C) VS CHERRY DEVILLE
HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
Brutality is the name of the game and Cherry enters the match with a kendo stick and little else. Juliet rolls down to ringside with a shopping cart filled with weapons. Entering the ring, Juliet immediately goes at Cherry, the two fencing with a chair versus Kendo stick! Cherry attempts a disarm by stabbing through the opening of the chair but Juliet is one step ahead, using the chair and her foot to bring the weapon down, snap it in half and punch Cherry in the face! From there, she batters Cherry with it! Deville rolls out of the ring to escape, stumbling around outside as Juliet stalks her, sizing her up. Cherry turns and just barely avoids the chair shot, spinning around with a surprise haymaker catching Juliet off guard and dropping her! Cherry then proceeds to turn the tide with an all out brawling offensive that ends with her bodyslamming Juliet through the announce table! Cherry then goes to Juliet's shopping cart, lining it up with her foe as she crawls from the wreckage. With a running start, she rams the entire thing into Juliet's side, sending her rolling and skidding into the guard rail. She then launches the cart at her with great speed, sandwiching Juliet between it and the railing!
Reaching into the cart, Cherry pulls out a bundle of taped light tubes and seeing Juliet still rising, smashes them across the champion's head, busting her open instantly! She gathers her blood streaked foe up and tosses her back into the ring, then climbs onto the apron and his THE SLINGSHOT ELBOW DROP, holding it down for the pin and only getting a kickout at two and a half! Cherry rolls out of the ring to gather up the shopping cart, lifts it over her head, and HURLS IT INTO THE RING, knocking a rising Juliet right back down in a flash and sending weapons flying in all directions!
Cherry roars with triumph and then slides back into the ring. She gathers up a barbwire wrapped 2x4 and sizes up Juliet, who rises up using the ropes. She shivers and shakes, but there is no pain on her face, just raw, unmitigated fury. She turns and Cherry swings wide, finding herself ducked caught around the midsection and hit with an improved INVERTED German Suplex that leaves both women on the canvas unable to move for several seconds. Cherry is the first to rise, clutching at her head and showing signs of getting spiked rather badly. Juliet slowly rolls over, blood loss beginning to take it's toll on her. Her face is a complete crimson mask. When Cherry turns to face her, Juliet unloads with THE BAREKNUCKLE GLAM!!! Cherry spins and hits the canvas. Fading fast, Juliet worked guilty to lock in and hit THE SKULL FUCK!!!! This is promptly followed by a pin and the 1-2-3!!!
WINNER: JULIET BLACK
Koss: Just BRUTAL! Can anyone take that belt off of her in a one on one competition?
Spazz: I don't know lunchbox. It took a team of motherfuckers to take it off her that one time and we don't see them 'round no more!
Koss: She beat the Satsujin Triad right out of dodge!
Spazz: Scaaaary bitch, but I'd fuck her.
Koss: She'd probably fuck you with a rust chainsaw.
Spazz: She's hot. If I'm to die, it'll be at the hands of a hot hardcore bitch of my dreams yo!
Backstage, Marty Proust nods as the camera finds him in the interview area as Maja Lindström, Christina Zdunich, and the members of Wildside, Seleana Zdunich and Zenna Zdunich, walk into the shot.
Marty Proust: My guests at this time, the members of the Zdunich Family, Zenna, Seleana, Christina and cousin Maja Lindström and, Ladies, how are you this evening?
Zenna Zdunich: Marty, we are here to get down!
Marty nods.
Marty Proust: Wildside tonight takes on the House of Dix and we have Christina and Maja here as well.
Maja nods happily.
Maja Lindström: Ja, I am here to root on my family!
Seleana nods forward.
Seleana Zdunich: Just as we are always keen to root for Maja!
Zenna can’t but almost laugh.
Zenna Zdunich: Not as much as Spazz…
Maja smiles back.
Maja Lindström: He does seem to enjoy watching, ja?
Christina smirks playfully.
Christina Zdunich: Always has.
She pauses and then looks at Maja’s ass.
Christina Zdunich: But, I mean, look at you, look at us, can you really blame the guy?
Before anyone can answer, Christina’s daughter, Brittany Williams, and her wife, Halo, walk into the shot as well.
Brittany Williams: Really, Mom? We’re gonna go there?
Christina shrugs.
Christina Zdunich: Hey, when we got it… we got it.
Halo just shakes her head.
Halo: Y’all gonna get them House of Dix tonight?
Brittany snickers.
Brittany Williams: Then maybe we meet some of the other teams and we all see who gets to go after the titles next!
Halo shrugs.
Halo: Are we sure that them Rebelion chicks is really done? They might come back and claim they should get a rematch or some shit and try and cockblock everybody else again.
Zenna Zdunich: Even if they are, one of our teams would put them down, ja?
Seleana nods.
Seleana Zdunich: And then we tell them like we tell everyone else and like we tell House of Dix tonight…
She and Zenna turn to the camera.
Zenna Zdunich: Välkommen
Seleana Zdunich: Till djungeln!
We are backstage at the world renown Rebel Star Arena for Savage Thursday with Marty Proust alongside a pair of very familiar faces to Southern Rebellion Wrestling.
Proust: Good evening, Rebels! I’m here backstage alongside two women who will be in action later tonight, Ms. Dixon & Ms. House, the... er...
House: HOUSE OF DIX! Dat’s us! Me’s loves Dix!
She says giving Tracy a surprise hug.
Proust: Er.... yeah, good for you! Ladies, you’re going to face the Wildside later this evening. How are you feeling about tonight’s match, and what are your plans going forward?
House: ICE CWEAM! Dat’s me’s plans for tonight. Oh... an’ winnin’, me’s suppose. Bein’ an internationally renowned House, me’s a dab hand at many cultures, “or’ight guvnor?” But House is somewhat confused, because we’s facing two Swedish sister bints. And House has come to realize, much like they’s countwy of owigin... dey’s kinda... MEH. IKEA? Meh. ...Uh... uh... dey meh too. SEE ME’S WANTED TO DO A TRIPLET, but me’s couldn’t fink of anyfink else Sweden is done! It’s meh!
Poor Marty seems baffled, he glances at House’s partner for help.
Proust: ..right, Ms Dixon? Any comments?
Tracy seems taken by surprise.
Dixon: Huh? Oh Pip-pip cheerio luv, nice to see you back here, maybe after the show we could grab a bite to eat I’ve heard stories of Swedish sausages and how horrid Falukorv is but maybe you Sussex lads are packing something juicier?
This didn’t help our esteemed interviewer with the awkwardness, we could see nervous sweat dripping down his temples.
Proust: ..I um, cheers I guess, but was more inclined to know about your thoughts on the match tonight against Wildside, what do you plan to do?
Dixon: OHHHH, well win of course, Duh!
Wendy echoes the statement.
House: DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH~
Proust: Well in all fairness, you haven’t done much of winning lately if I remember right you lost to Wildside before albeit a bit of a different combination but still.
Tracy nods sagely.
Dixon: Yeah, that’s the thing with plans Marty, sweetheart even the best laid plans don’t always end in the desired result. We haven’t always won our match which is pretty observant of you and as a sharp lad such as yourself you may have also noticed that despite not always winning.. House of Dix has always delivered. We are a pair of ladies that provide the fans what they want and if the Boss ever thought we didn’t she’d kick our butts to the curb, she’s done it to some big names in the business too, they have come and gone, but we are still here, you dig?
House: DON’T FIRE US MEL! WE LUVS YA!
Dixon: House... chill...
House: Me’s no wanna be fired!!! SO dat means we gottsa win, wight? Coz if we wins, we can work to them titles, an’ then we’s can be job secure and makes the big moneys! Me’s needs moneys, hey, can someone spot me some, me’s wanna cola.
Dixon: ..not before the match Wendy.
House: ..well if we win me’s get a cola?
Tracy nods.
House: Sweet!
She frowns.
House: ..wait, what if we lose?
Dixon: Diet cola.
Wendy shrugs.
House: You drive a hard bargain pilgrim’ but me’s take it.
Dixon: Did you just turn into John Wayne?
House: Me’s adapting and evolving to the situation that’s how us veterans and legends of the business keep things fresh. You have much to learn young Tracy, but I’ll be your sensei, teaching you the ancient ways of ninja charisma..
Dixon: now that’s..Japanese?
House: See? Me’s always changing, the opponents never know what I’m gonna hit them with. It’s like House is in RNG mode!
Tracy looks at Marty.
Dixon: Martin, cupcake, please tell me this makes some sense to you at least?
He seems puzzled while Wendy dismisses it with a wave of her hand.
House: Nevermind that scrub, time to TLC this shizzle like it was 1999 Let’s go out there and win it for our homegirl Rest in peace Left-Eye Lopes! Peace out ya’ll!
She mimics a mic drop and moonwalks forward, leaving Tracy stand there with Proust, she smiles and pinches his cheek.
Dixon: You kinda cute though..come find me after the show. I’ll show you what living on the REAL WILDSIDE is all about..
She blows a kiss at him before walking after House and we see the confused Marty Proust trying to gather himself.
Proust: ..there you have it, back to ringside, sharpish!
Koss: Both teams are ready and raring to go!!
Spazz: You know, that Dixon chick is like thicc hot chocolate yo.
Koss: Stop visually sexing up the talent.
Spazz: I will when you stop bein' a bitch, Joey Boy!
Koss: I'm not a bitch!
Spazz: Ok when you stop bein' a bitch in denial!
HOUSE OF DIX VS WILDSIDE
At the start of the match, Wendy House is so overcome with emotion and ferocity at the thought of being fired that she UNLOADS on Zenna Zdunich with such speed, she barely has time to react! Wendy dropping Zenna fast and hard, then diving on her with REPEATED ELBOW STRIKES! Seleana makes the save and Tracy gets involved, the two brawling but the bigger woman manages to overpower Seleana, sending her through the ropes and out to the Arena Floor! Tracy and Wendy then hit a double suplex! Tracy rolls back to her feet and heads for her corner as Wendy makes the pin! Seleana manages to get in the ring and break it up, then hits Tracy halfway through the ropes with a running dropkick, sending her flailing to the floor! She and Zenna turn the tide, ganging up on Wendy with dual strikes before hitting a springboard Doomsday device! Zenna makes the cover as Seleana leaves the ring but Wendy manages to kick out at two and a half!
The tensions get high as Zenna tags in Seleana, who is quick to move in on Wendy before she can get to her partner, pulling her back into an improvised wheelbarrow face buster! This is promptly followed by THE CAT'S EYE! She holds the leg for a pin but Tracy manages to make the save just as Zenna hits her with a low orbit dropkick! From there the ring dissolves into a fourway brawl but in a surprising move, Tracy Dixon and Wendy House managed to hold their own against the seasoned veterans before being separated once again! During this separation, however, just as both sides get back in their corners, Seleana is caught in a schoolgirl roll up pin from behind!!!! 1-2-3!!!!!
WINNERS: HOUSE OF DIX
Spazz: Holy fuck they actually won a match?! HAS THE WORLD STOPPED TURNING?! WE ALL DEAD?! IS THE APOCALYPSE NOW?!
Koss: No no, none of those, but damn... The House of Dix is clearly done being a pair of punching bags! Wildside didn't see it coming!
Spazz: Yeah dawg.... fuck... mind is like BLOWN up in here!
SRW Savage Thursday returns from a commercial break and immediately the strains of “Theatre” by Icon For Hire start to play. Zoey Madgian-Star walks out onto the stage moments later, already dressed for her match later on in the evening. She tosses back her hood and calmly undoes the clasps of the cloak, revealing the Queen of the South Championship strapped around her waist. Looking out at the rest of the arena for a moment, she proceeds to remove the title from her waist and hold it up high for a minute or two before draping it over her shoulder and proceeding down to the ring. Tonight, the champ looks quite serious… even a little angry. The camera following her on her way to the squared circle gets a good shot of the wounds criss-crossing her back beneath her gear as she approaches the steps.
Joe Koss: Welcome back, fans! You’re just in time to be, like the rest of us, graced by the presence of Zoey Madigan-Star, the Queen of the South Champion! Speaking of… you washed that cheek yet, Mike?
Mike Spazz: Wish I ain’t had to, lunchbox. But for once, I ain’t checkin’ her out. I’m lookin’ at what’s on her back.
Joe Koss: Leftovers from a nasty battle she had two weeks ago, which saw her team with the SMC Riot Group against La Rebellion and a woman named Catherine Neville. Since then, no one has seen or heard from Silencia or Torbellina… but those wounds damn sure stuck around.
Mike Spazz: We all knew she was tough, but to win after taking that? Makes ya wonder what it’d take to bring a lady like that low. I don’t think I wanna see it.
If the wounds are a bother, Zoey isn’t letting it show. She wipes her boots on the apron and steps into the ring, belt still over her shoulder, and accepts the microphone from Jenny. Walking back to the middle of the ring, she gives a moment for the music to fade out, then speaks calmly and quietly.
Zoey Madigan-Star: Every once in a while, you can win and still have it feel like a loss. At Love Hurts, such a situation came about when I defended my title against Katie Montes. I should have known that my little sister was going to give her all and more, but even I did not expect her to push herself that hard. Hard enough that I had to force her into unconsciousness because she just wouldn’t give up…
Trailing off, Zoey quiets for several moments. She is having a hard time reconciling what happened at the pay-per-view and despite the win, the Magical Maiden just is not feeling celebratory.
Zoey Madigan-Star: On the one hand, what was done was necessary to remain champion. Would I have been proud of her had she beaten me? Absolutely. But I was not about to let that happen without a fight. On the other hand… things got out of hand. In my effort to keep this title, to continue this record-setting reign, I pushed things to a level that I deeply regret. To this moment, Katie is still in the hospital and while she IS recovering, that is has taken so long…
Again, a pause. Clearly, the champion is upset, though whether it is at the situation or solely at herself is up for debate.
Joe Koss: Kind of feel for the lady here, Spazz. Facing a friend or family member in the ring under ANY stakes isn’t fun and it often causes problems.
Mike Spazz: Was either her sister or the title, Fats. Hell, Zoey’s tangled with her wife in the ring and beat the fuck outta her, too. Why should this be any different? Katie knew what she was doing. She ain’t got no regrets. Other than not winnin’ tha’ fuck outta’ that shit yo! Anyway. So why should Zoey go beatin’ herself up?
Joe Koss: This is different, man. Don’t know how. Just is.
Different indeed. Zoey takes the belt off her shoulder, gazing at it with as much calm as she can muster.
Zoey Madigan-Star: Four-hundred-and-sixteen days…
Staring at the championship for several moments, eventually closing her eyes and resting her head against it for a moment, Zoey continues again in a whisper.
Zoey Madigan-Star: ...and I’m asking myself now if I am prepared to keep that up.
“Something New” by Girls Aloud hits over the public address system as the fans in attendance groan and boo. Knowing that Zoey’s opponent for the match, the “Queen B” Bianca Davis-LeBlanc was about to make her way to the ring. Soon enough walking on stage is none other than the most hated woman in SRW. Who has a smug smirk planted on her face before she saunters out she motions that her music be cut as she begins to speak in her normal voice.
Bianca Davis-LeBlanc: Oh, my God, is anyone actually buying this? You feel bad? Puh-lease! If anything you took delight in sending Katie Ugtess to the hospital. But don’t worry; I am sure all of the uggos and sheep at home believe you! Because after all without these gullible people, what would you have?
Zoey shakes her head clearly annoyed that Bianca was out here as she continued her way to the ring. The Queen B kept speaking in the same tone.
Bianca Davis-LeBlanc: I mean, I am not gonna lie here. Your title reign is impressive, don’t get me wrong. But to answer your question, if you’re weak and crying over sending an uggo to the hospital then, quite frankly, you will be done as champion soon enough... and what better person to end that than the Queen B, Bianca Davis-LeBlanc?
Bianca raises her arms high in the air arrogantly before ordering the ref to hold back Zoey as she then climbs up the steel steps and enters the ring giving her arrogant wave to the “fans”. While the referee moves to do this, Zoey simply stands there without moving, watching the blonde enter the ring with a decidedly-cold look in her mismatched gold eyes.
Joe Koss: Does this chick just love the sound of her own voice or what? I mean, does she get pleasure from dumping on people? It’s not like she doesn’t have the talent to win without being a cold B all the time!
Mike Spazz: All part of the game, Joey! Run ‘em tha’ fuck down with words and you’re halfway to winnin’ that motherfucker! But talkin’ smack to a lady like Zoey? I dunno if that’s smart!
Bianca Davis-LeBlanc: I mean, it's about time this company embraced the true Queen. You see, pretenders like you are cute and all, but in all seriousness being a queen requires grace, elegance, class and beauty things that you clearly are lacking in. Like where did you buy your cape? Goodwill?
Bianca lets out a catty giggle before rolling her eyes. Zoey, shaking her head, gives Bianca a questioning look before bringing up her stick.
Zoey Madigan-Star: Oh? You’re done now? You sure?
There’s a pause as Bianca lifts a brow while staring at Zoey before gesturing negligently, indicating that the champion should get on with it.
Zoey Madigan-Star: Good. Because since you’re already out here and dressed to compete, I don’t see any reason why we shouldn’t just get started right now.
Bianca Davis-LeBlanc: Oh, no, no, no, no, Queen of the Uggos! We don’t do this when YOU say! We don’t even do it when Uggo Rhodes say! You’re on MY time-
The rest of her sentence never makes it out as Zoey hauls off and slaps the absolute piss out of Bianca, leaving the Queen B reeling! In shock from a blatant attack while she was in the middle of speaking, Bianca has only just turned around to retaliate when Zoey, having tossed the title aside, charges her and double-legs her to the mat! The two women start tearing at one another, literally going into catfight mode as, almost immediately, Chrysanthe Kanelos appears on the ramp and quickly gestures for security to get their asses to the ring and break up the preempted main event!
Mike Spazz: Awww YEAH! Catfight UP IN HEREEE BITCHES!! Let ‘em fuck each other up! This is good shit!
Joe Koss: While some might agree, Mikey, the General Manager does not! She’s sending down the cavalry even now!
And they ain’t getting paid by the hour; within moments, security has swarmed the ring and succeeded in pulling the two women off each other. Bianca immediately lashes out at security, demanding that they ‘get their filthy hands off her’ while Zoey, drawn away from her opponent, calms down a little. She still has fire in her eyes as she watches the Queen B, though. Bianca makes a show of trying to get past security to get to Zoey, who spreads her arms wide and dares her to REALLY try! But Bianca isn’t having that, smirking at Zoey and leaving the ring much to the dismay of the fans who wanna see more!
Joe Koss: Like she couldn’t have gotten to Zoey again if she really wanted more!
Mike Spazz: Bianca ain’t wantin’ a taste of the ol’ paint brush of fuck you across that face again!
Bianca backs up the ramp, taunting all the way while Zoey holds her belt up high to the delight of the fans as “Theatre” starts up again in the background.
KATE STEELE (C) VS PET
CONQUEST CHAMPIONSHIP
The match begins with Pet offering a handshake and Kate slapping it away. The response is a slap to the face from her that is answered even further by Kate backhanding Pet off her feet! Pet rushes her and the two engage in a series of grapples and counter grapples for a few seconds with Steele's superior training and pedigree coming out on top via a FLOATOVER NECKBREAKER! Pet isn't so quick to get up as Kate steam rolls her with a pele kick, followed by a a Tiger Suplex Pin, but only nets a two count! Back to their feet, Pet tries to escape through the ropes but Kate catches her by the back of her latex covered head and spins her around only to eat a hard slap across the face followed by a sunset flip over the ropes into a pin, but Kate manages to kick out with a back roll! On their feet once more Pet escapes to the outside and Kate follows only to have to deal with Pet's Harem once again! Unfortunately for them, each are taken out with a different martial arts kick, with Dolly eating a spinning heel kick at the very end!
Pet uses the distraction to hide under the ring. Kate looks confused, running around looking for her. She rolls into the ring and back out, resetting the count numerous times before finally going back into the ring to question the referee. While she's by the ropes, suddenly a hand reaches up, grabs her ankle and yanks her right out of the ring. Disoriented, Pet takes full advantage of her, stomping away mercilessly at Kate's face and chest over and over until hitting a low roundhouse that flips Kate onto her stomach and seemingly out cold.
Pet slides back into the ring, screaming with joy as the referee is at the 6 count but as he nears the 8, Kate's already getting back up and just before he hits 10 and much to Pet's dismay, Kate enters the ring. Enraged, Pet goes after her without thinking things through and gets caught, lifted up onto Kate's shoulders and dropped with THE PUNK DRIVER!!! She lays across Pet for a 1-2-3!
WINNER: KATE STEELE
Koss: Try as she might, Pet just couldn't outfox Kate Steele enough tonight!
Spazz: Fuckin' shut her Rubber Maid ass down, dawg!!!
Koss: Well we have a commercial coming up! We'll be right back folks!
After a second commercial break, Savage Thursday returns to a camera hurrying through the backstage area, the sounds of a fight in the near distance. Coming around the corner, fans can see that it’s Zoey Madigan-Star and Bianca LeBlanc once again, fighting it out in the hallway outside the locker room area! The two young ladies are really tearing into each other, but Bianca, briefly getting the worst of it, goes for Zoey’s eyes with her manicured nails and leaves the Queen of the South Champion temporarily blinded! Exacerbating things, she hoses the champ in the face with a can of hairspray to make things even worse! Zoey is swinging wildly, leaving Bianca to cackle as she easily blindsides the champ and rams her into the open door!
Security is nowhere to be seen this time, and smart money says Bianca had something to do with that! She tries to slam the door into the head of Zoey, but the champ recovers just enough eyesight to get the hell out of the way as the metal passage bangs shut! She grabs Bianca by the head and bounces her off the door, but she’s still fighting from behind and getting smacked in the head with the hairspray can helps nothing! Security, again, is absent… but the rest of the locker room isn’t! Most of the women, including Ascendant Champion Ursula Von Rossbach and Coastal Empire Champion Sam Hamilton, get out there and break the pair up, with Sam having to wrench Bianca away from Zoey while Ursula likewise firmly urges Zoey back, getting between her and the blondes.
Bianca starts to lash out at Sam, who had grabbed her by the arm to pull her away. Hamilton shoves her into the wall and Bianca chests up but then steps back before storming off, not wanting to start another fight. Zoey, wiping at her eyes with the back of her hand, picks up her championship off the floor. Ursula, still checking on her with marginal concern, gets a look at that belt… and stares a little too long. Zoey notes this, putting the belt over her shoulder and nodding at the Terminator before turning and walking away. The rest of the wrestlers disperse as Ursula stares after Zoey and Samantha, rolling her eyes at the Queen B, also takes her leave.
Spazz: God damn son! We can't leave them alone for five fuckin' minutes! Chicks be needin' a time out up in this bitch!
Koss: You're disapproving of the fight?
Spazz: Nah, I'd say let 'em go. They'll knock each other the fuck out eventually!
Koss: But what about the main event....
Spazz: ooooo.... Yous got a point there. We kinda' need 'em conscious at least a little while longer, right?
Koss: Next up is Ursula Von Rossbach defending her Ascendant Championship against Aurora Zambrotta!
UVR (C) VS AURORA ZAMBROTTA
ASCENDANT CHAMPIONSHIP
Aurora stood across the ring from Ursula, a tiny yet thick woman with a nervous smile as the monster across from her surveyed her prey. Immediately Aurora rushes at her like a bullet, leaping up with her SAMMARINESE WRECKING BALL, but Ursula only moves back a single step from the impact while the challenger falls back in utter shock. She gets to her feet only to eat THE GREAT KICK right to the chin. She's then booted in the gut, spun around, locked into a double underhook and violently slammed to the canvas with THE VON TERMINATOR! Ursula pins her on the spot for the fastest match of the night!
WINNER: URSULA VON ROSSBACH
Spazz: *just stares wide-eyed and quiet*
Koss: Did that match even clock a full two minutes?
Spazz: Ursula's a fucking beast.... she just annihilated one of the toughest people in the building in less time than it takes me to toast a motherfucking poptart....
Roving cameras spot some of the wrestlers and other employees hanging out backstage, and among them are one of SRW’s newest tag team combinations, the Mothers of Destruction, who are hovering around the coffee table with full cups and conspiratorial smiles on their faces. Things did not go swimmingly for the duo at the recent pay-per-view, with Dona giving a hell of a fight to Samantha Hamilton before joining her partner, Lyra LeVeux-Donavan, in the tag team War Games match. Although the MoD made a good go of it, they did not come out with the championships. Still… from the looks of things, the two are in high spirits.
Or maybe it’s the java.
Regardless of the reasoning a camera comes up to the MoD as they’re sipping and chatting. Dona is the first to spot them, lifting a brow and gesturing to Lyra with her cup before refilling her own. Lyra, taking a long sip, turns fully toward that camera and gives a very sweet-yet-predatory smile as it approaches.
Lyra LeVeux-Donavan: Like what you see, ladies and gentlemen? Get used to it, because we’re not going anywhere. Booked or otherwise, where Southern Rebellion goes… so do the Mothers of Destruction!
Dona Rotten: We're like one of those things, you can only get at certain spots. Except we're not, ya know, some novelty. Nah, we actually have some appeal. We're kind of aww like that, and we'll continue to spread our own little brand of… let's call it tough love.
The two tap their refilled cups together and Lyra gets more serious.
Lyra LeVeux-Donavan: A lot of folks expected us to come out of Love Hurts with the tag team titles. WE expected us to come out of Love Hurts with the gold. Dona here? She came within a hair of snatching the Coastal Empire belt from Samantha Hamilton, too. Just this close, Sammy-
She holds her thumb and forefinger a fraction of an inch apart.
Lyra LeVeux-Donavan: -and your little record-setting title reign would have gone bye-bye. But you’re tough. We know it, the locker room knows it, the world knows it. So good on you for keeping that up. Don’t forget, though, that now? We have your scent. Might be Dona, might be me. But if one of us gets another crack at your belt? It’s going away. Mommy gets what Mommy wants. Even if she has to punish to get it. ESPECIALLY if she has to punish!
Dona Rotten: Sam's good, I'll give her that. She's a friend, and that was the fight I had been chomping at the bit for. End result wasn't exactly ideal, but man was it still amazing to be in. Now, though, now we're hunting. Mommy's on the prowl, y'all. Protect your necks.
Lyra LeVeux-Donavan: And keep your noses clean. Because we’re always watching.
Giving each other knowing looks, the Mothers of Destruction blow kisses to the camera and then take their coffee and their leave.
SAMANTHA HAMILTON VS ROSE
The match began with a lock up and for a moment, Rose overpowers the Coastal Empire Champion, but Sam-Ham fights back and starts winning the test of strength, driving Rose back. Rose suddenly slips free, taking an arm and twisting it into a tight hammerlock! Samantha struggles briefly, quickly forcing herself out of the Hammerlock and spinning with a clothesline, but Rose ducks around, locks on a rear waistlock and backbridges with a snap German but Sam-Ham backflips right out of it, landing on her feet. Rose rises, turns, and is speared in the middle of the ring! Rose fights to get up immediately after, clutching at her guts. Sam-Ham walks up, boots her in the gut and drops her with WRATH OF THE TITANS and pins her. 1-2-3!!!
WINNER: SAMANTHA HAMILTON
Koss: Samantha Hamilton was not going to be outdone by Ursula here, but I think this took her a bit longer to pull off.
Spazz: No less impressive though, Jesus Jump-Fuckin' Christ dawg!
Koss: Still very impressive and an example of why she's called the Titaness!
The Ring clears quickly with Sam Hamilton heading to the back and Rose taking the walk soon after, albeit far more angry. As soon as both are in the backstage area, the lights dim....
#SHOT THROUGH THA' HEART.....
Bon Jovi's "You Give Love A Bad Name" sounds over the P/A and stepping out onto the stage is none other than the Rebel, Melinda Rhodes, sporting her custom red long coat, blue jeans, "Hatchet Clan" Tank Top, and boots. In her hand is a microphone which she brings to her lips as she heads down the ramp!
Rebel: SUP DEEP SOUTH RRREEEBBBBEEEELLLLLSSSS!!!
The crowd erupts as Melinda slides into the ring and hops straight to her feet with a bit of a bounce.
Rebel: Ya'll likin' the show so far?!
Crowd: SRW! SRW! SRW!!!
Rebel: Awesome sauce! Now I came out here tonight because-
Suddenly a dark haired, deeply tanned woman leaps the guard rail before security can react. She slides into the ring, the sudden shift getting Mel's attention. The Rebel spins around eating a hard round house kick that staggers her, followed by several savage kicks to the ribs and her leg, before dropping to her knees. The woman then hops back and hits a 720 Tornado Spin Kick that snaps Mel's head to the side and sends her spinning to the canvas out cold!
Spazz: WHAT THA' FUCK!
Koss: THAT'S VALORA THOMAS!!!! FORMER EWC TELEVISION CHAMPION!!!
Security finally tackles her in mass, Valora fights back but five burly guards bring her down and place cuffs on her. When she's lifted up by her arms, she tries kicking them so they grab her legs and carry her out of the ring.
Valora: *Screaming at the top of her lungs* YOU RUINED MY LIFE!!! STOLE EVERYTHING FROM ME!!! FUCK YOU RHODES!!! YOU BBBIIIITTTCCCHHH!!!!!!
The Rebel starts to stir, confused and dazed, blood running from a split on the side of her head. A remaining security guard helps her up and she falls into the ropes, clearly having trouble even standing after that vicious kick.
Spazz: What a blast from the motherfuckin' past indeed Joey!
Koss: Indeed! Valora Thomas was fired from EWC years ago for undisclosed reasons.
Spazz: She was shoutin' that Mel ruined her life.
Koss: We'll need more info for sure, but I'm certain we'll find out soon enough. For now, we got a main event match coming up next!
She drops down from the ring and heads to the back, stumbling with a hand to her bleeding head.
ZOEY MADIGAN-STAR VS BIANCA DAVIS
In the main event, Zoey Star found herself across the ring from the hated Bianca Davis and her valet, Minion. Minion leaves the ring after a quick discussion with her mistress and the bell chimes. Oddly enough, Bianca doesn't run but instead stands her ground, even daring to goad Zoey on with a gesture of her hand saying "Come Hither." The bell chimes and the Queen of the South circles the ring with Bianca and just as she moves in for a grapple, Bianca backs away with a bounce, wagging her finger and shaking her head. Zoey rolls her neck and comes at Bianca again and the Queen B dances away from her, taunting her while motioning her on with both hands. Zoey keeps coming at her and Bianca keeps dodging and ducking away from her, laughing and mocking, steadily chipping away at the Champion and the crowd's patience. She does it once more and Zoey doesn't stop, opening herself up for a low orbit dropkick right in her knee from Bianca! She drops hard on that knee with a growl. This is followed by THE CROWNED DDT!!! Bianca rolls over foe for a pin but only gets a two and a half count!
Bianca gets Zoey to her feet and pulls her into a hair pull backbreaker, followed by THE QUEEN'S MAKEOVER and a pin! Once again, two and a half is all she gets! Bianca gathers Zoey up and kicks that knee again, dropping her down and kneeing her right in the face. She then backs up into a corner, watching and waiting for Zoey Star to get to her feet. She crouches low, fingers wriggling and then as soon as Zoey is on one knee, Bianca runs across the ring to blast her with THE CORONATION-NOOOO!!!! Zoey lunges forward at the last second to catch her and hits a leaping clothesline across Bianca's chest!
Bianca pops back up, clutching at her chest as Zoey moves in hitting THE TRAP CHAMBER and locking on THE MAIDEN'S FLYTRAP!!!! Bianca kicks and flails trying to get out of the hold, only to suddenly slap at Zoey's arm rapid fire, submitting on the spot!!!
WINNER: ZOEY MADIGAN-STAR!!!
Spazz: Holy fuck what a night! Two things I wasn't countin' on up in here! House of Dix winning a tag match and Bianca Davis actually puttin' up a decent fight for once!
Koss: Yeah man, it has been an interesting one. That's all the time we have! Thank you fans in attendance as well as the one's watching at home! Have a wonderful night and be safe!
Spazz: SNOOTCH TO THE BOOTCH!!! NNnnnyyyyaaaahhhh!!!
*Roll Credits*