Post by Melinda Rhodes on Jan 15, 2021 15:56:23 GMT -7
WINTER STORM
STATE FARM ARENA
ATLANTA GA
1/16/2021
INTRO
-KASEY KASH-VS-JUSTICE CROSS-
The bell rings and Kash crosses the gap between them to blast Cross off her feet with a hard running knee, followed by hitting the ropes and leaping into a rolling knee drop that Cross manages to dodge with a tuck and roll. Kash gets to his feet, eating a gut kick followed by a standing dropkick! Kash drops and rolls to his feet just in time to get hit with another dropkick. She goes for a SHINING WIZARD-NO Kash avoids the shot, turning it around with a gut kick and a flip piledriver, followed by a pinfall. Kick out at 2 with Justice looking worse for wear. Kasey gets her into a rear waistlock, but Cross manages a foot stomp and a back headbutt, which staggers him, opening him up to a back kick to the gut and a springboard bulldog! STEP-UP ENZIGURI flat backs Kash and Cross goes for the pin! 2 count and a kickout has her a bit frustrated but she fights on, following up with a grounded OCTOPUS STRETCH! Kash struggles in the hold for several seconds in the hold, he rolls Justice onto her shoulders, getting a two count until she gets the shoulder up and applies more pressure. Kash, nearing tap out, kicks his legs and manages to flip himself into the ropes, forcing a break up by the ref!
Both are back on their feet and it's Cross now who is on the advantage, battering Kash with forearm shots. She pulls him for an Irish whip but gets pulled into a RIPCORD BICYCLE KNEE!!!! Justice is down but struggling, she gets to her knees not noticing Kash setting up, beckoning her to rise. Her head lifts just right, Kash hits the ropes and AUSSIE KNEE PARTY!!! On impact, he flips her over and hooks the legs for the 1-2-3!!!
WINNER: KASEY KASH BY PINFALL!!!
-SOCIALITES-VS-WILDSIDE-
The match begins with Venessa Page standing off against Zenna Zdunich as the legal women. The two begin a little "kick off" firing off flashy martial arts style kicks at one another, yet dancing through each other's offensives with little ground gained. The two fire off simultaneous superkicks, nailing each other's shins with a painful that has the crowd wincing with them. The two come at each other again with Vanessa faking her out with a low kick only to jab a thumb in her eye. This opens Zenna up to a hard kick to the shin followed by a SLINGSHOT SUPLEX!!!! Vanessa follows up with a SWANTON BOMB and a pin! 1-2-NO! Kickout! Vanessa rolls away and tags in Danielle who rushes in with a clubbing double axe handle to keep Zenna from tagging out!
Danielle batters Zenna, but a sudden forearm shot staggers her, followed by Zenna hitting THE FAMILY TRADITION! On impact, she tags in Seleana who mercilessly attacks Danielle with brutal strikes and kicks before she can even recover. Whip into the ropes and Vanessa slaps Danielle's back on the rebound to tag herself in. Seleana doesn't notice, hitting the KATTOGA and dropping Danielle on the spot. She goes for the pin but doesn't count! Zenna gets blasted off the apron by Vanessa and as Seleana realizes what has happened, she gets to her feet and turns right into a ALL THE MONEY IN THE WORLD! She snaps straight up and falls flat on her back! Vanessa makes the cover and as the crowd boos uproariously, gets the 1-2-3!!!
WINNER: SOCIALITES BY PINFALL!!!
-SHELBY DAWSON-VS-PSYCHO MAGUIRE-
Dawson and Maguire circle one another, a bit of taunting and some trash talk from the Shield Maiden gets a few retorts that make her chuckle a bit before the two lock up. Psycho is quick to break the lock up with a forearm shot and the DUBLIN KISS that sends her staggering, then dropping to one knee, This is promptly followed by a running knee that flat backs Shelby, opening her up for a standing Moonsault and pin, netting her a one and a half count kickout! Psycho helps a stunned Shelby to her feet and blasts her with a hard chest chop that seems to actually knock her foe out of the momentary daze. Shelby blasts back with one of her own, catching Psycho off guard! The two enter into a chest chopping contest that ends with Shelby suddenly blasting Psycho with a hard right hand, spinning her around. Psycho smiles as blood drips from her split lip, turns and swings a haymaker at Shelby, but the shot is blocked! Shelby answers back with several fast jabs followed by a kick that Psycho catches. As Psycho starts to pull her in, Shelby flips around, answering with a MULE KICK that snaps her head back and sends her into the ropes! Psycho rebounds, stunned and uncoordinated right into the DOWNWARD BULLDOG! Shelby makes the cover and gets a two count!
She gathers Psycho up, walks her to the nearest corner and starts slamming her face into the turnbuckle multiple times before whipping her down to the canvas. Shelby then climbs the top rope, sizing Psycho as she recovers quickly then leaps off with a Flying Hurricanrana, but Psycho catches her, staggering for a moment before spinning around an improvised Powerbomb into a Single Leg Crab!!! Shelby cries out in pain as Psycho goes full bore stretching that leg and torquing the hip, knee, and ankle. Several times the ref asks her if she wants to quit and she shouts "NO!!!!" each time! Inch by inch, Shelby fights to get to the rope and just as she's about to get it, Psycho laughs and pulls her right back to the center of the ring, squatting down lower! Shelby lets out a cry of despair, but then suddenly gets angry, pushing up with her hands and finding leverage with her free leg. Using every ounce of strength, she rolls Psycho off her feet into a modified single leg scissor, taking her ankle in an improvised lock and twisting away! Psycho screams out more in shock and surprise than the actual pain at first. This however leaves her open to a kick to the face from Psycho's free leg.
The two separate, both clearly favoring one leg over the other as they get to their feet. Psycho thinks fast and blasts off with the GEALTACHTA! SHELBY DUCKS AND FLIPS RIGHT INTO THE HEAD OVERHEELS! Connecting square on to the top of Psycho's head, Shelby drops her flat! Not wanting to take any chances, Dawson limp-runs to the nearest corner, pulling herself up, motions to the sky, then leaps to the air with DO OR DIE!!! Connecting with a pinfall on impact, it's 1-2-3!!!
WINNER: SHELBY DAWSON BY PINFALL!!!
Koss: Shelby Dawson sees your roundhouse from hell and raises you a Pele Kick to the noggin!
Spazz: Fucked her world up and then Do Or Die for the big boom, don't get up motha' fucka spot!!!
Koss: Shelby has certainly proven her metal against a tough foe in Psycho Maguire. I'm sure Psycho will be looking for a little payback down the line.
Spazz: They don't call her psycho for nothing, fats.
HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
TOP ROPE ELIMINATION HARDCORE ROYALE
-KATIE CHAOS (C)-VS-VERONICA TAYLOR-VS-C.C.M.-VS-KAN TAI-VS-HALO-VS-KATE STEELE-VS-CHRISTINA ZDUNICH-
All participants are in the ring, armed with chairs, baseball bats, and even a thick book on Shakespear! Outside the ring, we see Veronica's "Minion" and CCM's father and manager, WMD, outside and surprisingly the two are chatting it up. The old man still has a bit of charm as he sweet talks her. Meanwhile in the ring, the bell rings and Katie opens up by CLOBBERING Halo with a swing of her book of Shakespear! She's then promptly speared off her feet by Kan Tai, book sent flying through the air!!! Veronica Taylor finds herself in a bitter brawl with Halo while CCM catches a chair against his head from Crystal Z! It becomes a bloody brawl fast as Halo busts Kate Steele open with a violent chair shot. Katie Chaos is bleeding and no is sure exactly how, and CCM fights to keep from being eliminated by his ex-wife! Kan Tai rushes in behind, flipping Christina's legs out from under her and depositing her out of the ring, almost taking CCM with her, but he skins the cat and lands on the apron, pulling himself back into the ring!
CHRISTINA ZDUNICH HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
Christina fumes outside of the ring, hurling various weapons littering ringside into the ring in a fit before storming off. Meanwhile Kan Tai is working with Veronica Taylor to send Katie Chaos over the ropes! Katie struggles and fights, fighting them with every fiber of her being. Meanwhile Halo tosses a steel chair to Kate Steele, who catches it and then eats it as Halo hits a dropkick on the chair into her face, sending her over the ropes in spectacular fashion!
KATE STEELE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
Halo then rushes in and blitzes Veronica Taylor from behind, sending her over the ropes!!!
VERONICA TAYLOR HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
Halo dusts her hands and turns right into CCM nailing her with THE MILLARIAT!!! She's flipped off her feet and landing flat on her stomach! Outside WMD cheers on, only to get a little annoyed as Minion is pulled away from him by an angry Veronica Taylor yanking her to the back and blaming her for the elimination! CCM tosses Halo over the ropes, but the multi-time champion hooks her arms in the rope, skinning the cat in the process. CCM walks away, dusting his hands as Halo had prior, unaware that his target was still in the game! Meanwhile Chaos jams a thumb in Kan Tai's eye, saving herself from elimination! Katie promptly drops below the bottom rope and rolls out to relative safety. WMD promptly moves in, Katie seeing him coming, quickly moves away.
Meanwhile CCM takes full advantage of Kan Tai's momentary blindness, rushing in with a knee kick followed by a headlock takedown! As he pops back up, he's ran down by Halo with THE BLACK 13!!!! Katie Chaos slides into the ring to get away from WMD and comes up behind Halo with a ROLLING RUSSIAN LEGSWEEP!!!! As Chaos pops up, she finds herself the victim of Kan Tai's MIST, followed by a BRUTAL chair shot that drops the champion! CCM, meanwhile, fights to his feet against the ropes, trying to shake loose the cobwebs when he's bowled over the ropes by THE MORAL OF THE STORY!!! Kan Tai's elbow hits with enough force that he flips right to the floor!
CCM HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
WMD looks up, eyes wide with shock. His gaze then narrows and as Kan Tai is engaged in a fight on the ropes with Halo, he climbs up top, hooks an arm around Kan Tai's neck and hoists her up and over the ropes! The woman's shock and dismay at being eliminated from the outside in such a manner plain as day as she hits the floor!
KAN TAI HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
WMD hops down and gathers his son up, the two heading to the back quickly. Kan Tai, meanwhile fumes, slapping her hands on the mat outside in anger and fury! She then picks up a piece of lumber and slides right after the two with vengeance on her mind and blood in her eyes! And then there were two.... Chaos and Halo circle each other, unsure of how to approach one another. Both were bleeding from head wounds and looked haggard and worn by a brutal, chaotic (no pun) match. The two suddenly bolt at each other, with Halo ducking under Chaos's fake out punch with a tuck and roll. She grabs the only weapon in her reach in the attempt, spinning around with THE BOOK OF SHAKESPEAR! Chaos turns right into a full on shot to the face with the book that flat levels her! She then proceeds to batter Katie Chaos with not only the same weapon that opened the match, but the very source of the words she said just before the match!
All Katie can do is curl up under the assault and weather it out before Halo rises back up and in an impressive feat of strength, tears the book in half, tossing it to the crowd in pieces! Halo then gathers Chaos up and hurls her into the nearest corner! She gets a running start, BLACK 13 but Chaos simply sits down as Halo flies groin first into the turnbuckle! She's left hanging upside down as a now angry Katie gathers up a steel chair and starts to unload on her upside down foe with it! Halo tries to cover up, her arms, torso, and leg taking brutal shots over and over! Satisfied as Halo now hangs limp, no longer defending herself, Katie tosses the chair aside and sets her up on the top turnbuckle. She climbs in behind Halo and locks on PURE CHAOS on the top rope! Katie starts choking Halo out. Halo fights back, pushing herself to a stand on the ropes with Katie. Unfortunately she starts fading fast. A last act of defiance sees her grabbing onto Katie's arm and head and falling with a spin, pulling her foe off the top! Katie releases, her arms flailing as the two hit the floor at the exact same time!
SIMULTANEOUS ELIMINATION - KATIE CHAOS & HALO!
DRAW!!!!
Katie Chaos marches over to the time keeper's table taking her belt, but as she's walking off with it, her music playing, suddenly she's stopped by Halo. With no declaration made, she shouts, "I AM THE CHAMPION!" Katie fires back in kind with, "NO I AM THE CHAMPION!" The two immediately start a tug of war over the belt as the referee's draw decision leaves the match conclusion in utter and complete chaos!
Koss: What did we just see?
Spazz: I'm fuckin' confused dawg. Are they both the champion?!
Koss: We just watched the instant replay and indeed, their backs hit the floor at exactly the same time, so this is going to be a point of contention between Halo and Katie Chaos for certain!
Spazz: Used to be in a draw, the title defaulted to the champ!
Koss: But this is the Hardcore Championship and the rules don't necessarily apply like they do for all the other championships out there.
Spazz: Well listening to these two scream, "NO I'M THE CHAMPION" for the next few weeks should be fun!
Backstage at the State Farm Arena in Atlanta, Georgia we see the current and reigning Southern Cross Tag Team Champions: HOUSE OF DIX Wendy House & Tracy Dixon respectively dressed up in their gear, with the illustrious tag team championships along as one would expect from the consummate professionals such as the champions.
Dixon: Howdy Ya’ll! It’s everyone’s favourite tag team House Of Dix here ready to bring down the house tonight against the legendary, iconic and purely super sonic SMC Riot Group. Bullet & Bandit the damn near closest thing one can get to modern day outlaws and some of the single most decorated and talented women that have ever been part of this roster or held championship gold here in Southern Rebellion Wrestling. However ya’ll seem to forget that those times are gone, there’s a whole new flavour in everyone’s mouth making life the party it should be and when it comes to 2021 it will be our year, House Of Dix is here baby, large and in charge. Me and my legendary partner here, the one woman insane asylum filled to the brim with all things prim and proper when it comes to wrestling. Wendy House the one who outwrestles, outfights, outthinks and outspits every single damn person on this roster. The true success story of this industry and a talent that any organization in their right mind would want on their roster. I might not be the fastest, I may not be the one who goes to the highest of heights but if ya’ll think House is scared of anyone or anything, if you even for a moment assume that Wendy here couldn’t get up that ladder quicker than anyone, beat you senseless on the way up and dive down with the championships in tow..ya’ll must not know the age old saying that still rings true: The House, ALWAYS wins.
House nods.
House: We’s takin a lot of pwide bein da sovereign cwoss champies. We’s worked weally hard to get to dis point, an while we’s wespect our opponents, twitter hawassments not wivstandin’, it is impewative dat you’s wealize dat we have worked weally hard to get to dis point. Wemember, even the commentators used to make fun of usses. Dey made jokes when we’s “finally” won a match. More than anyone on dis worcester, House of Dix has had da biggest uphill battle to be taken sewiously. So you’s see, dese belts arren’t just a cool piece of hardware, or useful for keeping me’s skirt up. Dese belts wepwesent everything we’ve done, everything we’ve done to be taken sewiously. Because let’s be honest. None of you’s did back in da day. Dese belties wepwesent our stwuggle, how we wose an’ clawed to da top. An’ me’s sowwy if you’s was expectin’ somefink funny, but we’s felt for such a big defense, we’s do some weal talk for a change. It’s a new year after all, an for all our jokes, jibes an’ little skits... we’s still consider ourselves a sewious tag team in da wing. We like being champies. Bandit & Bullet are a gweat team, and mebbe we’s could even be fwiends under another circumstance. But we’s not weady to give up dese belts just yet. Midnight may have sounded on 2020, but House not weady to turn into a pumpkin.
She looks at Tracy.
House: You’s lookin’a bit of a plumpkin tho, you’s had too much Chwistmas hams?
Her partner gasps in shock.
Dixon: You little bi--bit of a cheeky bugger!
She giggles before looking back at the camera.
Dixon: In all seriousness though we know that our peers, the commentators or even some of the fans don’t take us seriously. So many people want to see us crack jokes, treat us like jokes too and I’m sure you would be more open to see me sneak out of a broom closet than an actual locker room for a champion. We’ll let me tell ya’ll a lil’ something. For all those jokes, jabs and pokes at your expense. There are fans out there in this very arena tonight and around the world who cheer us on, who drive us forward and who motivate us to fight for those who are just like us. We may not be the badasses, the monsters and the heroes some of ya’ll see yourselves as, we may just be regular woman, who do what they love to do and work their hardest, doing their best every given chance and that doesn’t make us stars or something special. It makes us just like our fans, for every dhild out there being picked on, for the teen who feels like they just can’t fit in, for the adult who gets kicked around, trying to provide for his loved ones..all the way to the old and gray who are locked out of the way. From cradle to the grave, we resonate to every age group, to every gender, to every level of of the society. You don’t have to be rich to be part of House Of Dix, you don’t have to be educated or better than everyone..all you gotta be is, yourself. Just like me and House, we haven’t changed, we won’t change and we can’t be changed! So no matter what happens tonight, no matter who comes against us after Bullet and Bandit, no matter where the year takes us…tell em’ Wends
Tracy steps back as House puts hands on the sides of her mouth and bellows out
House: HOUSE OF DIX IS IN EFFECT YA’LL!
We hear the echo down the hallways as Tracy smirks.
Dixon: and that message echoes loud and clear across the world, we’ll see ya’ll out there!
Spazz: It still fucks with me... House is hot, but that 8 year old in a 30-something year old body just has me all kinds of fucked up. Like, dude, it's like uncomfortable n' shit!
Koss: It'd help if every woman of legal age didn't turn you on in some capacity.
Spazz: Well... fuck that's because every woman deserves a good time! I'm a whore for the female masses, mofugga!
SOUTHERN CROSS TAG CHAMPIONSHIP
TABLES, LADDERS, & CHAIRS MATCH
-HOUSE OF DIX (C)-VS-SMC RIOT GROUP-
No time is wasted, as the bell rings, Dixon, House, Bullet, and Bandit devolve quickly into an all out brawl. Fists and feet fly as the two teams go all out in this Tornado style affair. Tracy tosses Bandit out of the ring with a mighty heave! Bullet backs House up into a corner, battering her with SWEATING BULLETS! A right cross drops her to a seat. Bullet turns in time to see Dixon barreling full steam ahead at her! She side steps and Tracy ends up avalanching her tag team partner in the corner with the KENTUCKY BLIND DATE! Bullet then catches a distracted Dixon from behind with a few hard kidney punches, followed by a backdrop suplex! Bullet then turns to take a stiff elbow shot that doubles her over, followed by THE KNEE TREMBLER! She falls to the canvas in a heap. Wendy pumps her fists with a wild hoot, only to turn in time to see Bandit launch off from a far corner, fly through the air and deliver her to the canvas with diving somersault splash, driving her straight to the canvas! Bandit pops up with a hair whip and a stylish pose for the fans, then turns and bull rushes Tracy with a running high knee that sends her through the ropes! Bandit then helps Bullet up to her feet, only to turn right in Wendy House rushing in with a double Clothesline, but she's caught, lifted up and dropped into the ropes with a double team rope stungun!
Bandit quickly slides out of the ring to gather a ladder, quickly tossing it up for Bullet to catch and set up in the center of the ring. Back outside, Bandit starts brawling with Tracy, the two edging closer to a table set up outside the ring. Bullet climbs the ladder, intending to grab that gold as quickly as possible. Wendy starts to shake off the rope stungun, pulling herself up on the ropes. Tracy sees the situation in the ring, having halted Bandit's onslaught for a moment, she gathers a chair, shouts to Wendy who looks up. She tosses the chair, Wendy catches it, then looks up to see Bullet tugging on the belts. Thinking fast, she rushes in and slaps the chair across Bullet's ass once, twice, three times!!! She cries out in surprise, then glares at Wendy. It's at that point that Tracy slides under the ropes and bowls the ladder over, sending Bullet flying into the ropes!
Bandit lifts and tosses a table into the ring, hitting Wendy right in the back and knocking her off her feet! Tracy turns to see Bandit hop on the apron, then springboard off the top rope straight at her! Tracy spins gets her own chair kicked right into her face with a dropkick! She doesn't fall, but drops the chair, stumbling around until she backs into a corner. Bandit then hits POETRY IN MOTION! Bullet, meanwhile, sets the table up, then gathers a dazed Wendy House up by the straps of her top. Her and Bandit hoist Wendy up and double team powerbomb her through the table!!!!
Once again, Bullet sets up a ladder in the middle of the ring and starts climbing. Bandit keeps Tracy at bay, battering her with elbow shots in the corner as Bullet starts yanking on the belts once more. Just as it seems she's about to get them free, suddenly House climbs up the ladder, snaking her head between the biker's legs and pushing her up to the very top of the ladder! Bullet hits a few sharp punches to the top of Wendy's head, but it's too little, too late as Wendy House flies off the top of the ladder with a diving Electric Chair drop that kicks the ladder over while sending them both into the ropes!!! The ladder falls across the opposing ropes, folded back up. It's enough of a distraction for Bandit that Tracy nails her with a surprise headbutt, then scoops her up on her shoulders! She gets a running start and violently powerbombs Bandit into the ladder with enough force to bend it!!!
Wendy is on her feet, yelling and hollering at Dix! "THAT WAS THE ONLY LADDER WE HAD! YOU BROKE IT! HOW ARE WE GOING TO WIN NOW?!!!"
She fumes, stomping her feet as Dixon just drops and rolls out of the ring. She starts looking under it while Wendy takes her frustrations out on a dazed Bandit with hard stomps and kicks! She fails to notice a recovered Bullet moving in from behind. She's spun around, boot to the gut and DIOS ES UNA BALA!!! Wendy goes down in a heap, out cold! It's at that moment that Tracy pulls the ladder out from under the ring and slides it in, only to eat a baseball slide kick to the face from Bullet! Bullet then sets up the ladder and starts climbing. Meanwhile in the corner, Wendy is seen pulling herself up on the ropes.
Tracy slides through the ropes once more only to get blasted by a surprise from Bandit with a running double knee drop across the back. Tracy gets up anyways, takes a boot to the gut and ONE ARMED BANDIT!!! Both lay out on the canvas, one stunned, the other spent and in alot of pain. Bullet's just about figured out the lock on the chain holding the belts, moving to the very top of the ladder when suddenly Wendy takes flight, driving both feet right into the side of the ladder and sending both it and Bullet flying once more! Bullet crashes down onto and flipping over the ropes as the ladder falls upon Tracy and Bandit! Wendy picks the ladder up, making sure to stomp on Bandit a few times for good measure. She then sets the ladder up and starts climbing. She starts wildly tugging and pulling on the belt. Bandit stirs on the canvas, looking up to see that they are dangerously close to losing. With a burst of energy she sits up and quickly climbs the opposite side and it's there that she and Wendy start trading blows at the very top. Back and forth, the exhausted battlers slug each other while fighting to maintain balance.
As they battle it out, Tracy is pushing up to her feet. She sees the situation and thinking fast, she shouts, "GRAB THE BELT!" Bandit and Wendy both look down and Wendy grabs the belt just as Tracy barrels the ladder over! Bandit grabs onto Wendy, hanging on for dear life, then starts climbing up Wendy's body. Tracy slips under Wendy's feet, hoisting her up. The combined weight of both women is a bit much but she manages it. The two essentially fight in the most awkward way possible, Wendy kicking at Bandit the entire time until suddenly, Bullet is on the nearby corner. All they can do is brace as Bandit takes flight, spearing both women off the belt and Tracy's shoulders, driving them to the canvas! What she fails to see however is the belt immediately flying through the air and off of the hook! Tracy looks at the three downed women and the belt, with Bullet being the first to recover. Tracy drops and rolls out, running for the belt. Bullet practically dives out of the ring and both women land on the belt, the referee outside rushes in to find that it is Tracy Dixon who rises with the belt in her possession!
WINNER AND STILL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: HOUSE OF DIX!!!
With the match concluded, however, everything breaks down into a straight brawl then and there! The Riot Squad and HoD start practically trashing ringside as they batter each other about the ringside area! Security has to break both teams up in the heated exchange, dragging them in separate groups to the back!
Spazz: They BARELY held on to that shit! Holy fuck what a fight those teams just had! Knock down, drag-the-fuck-out parking lot beat down level shit!
Koss: Clearly the Riot Squad were not happy with that finish in the slightest! The two teams had such animosity at the very end that I do believe that there will be another round between them. House of Dix are unorthodox, quirky, and weird, but clearly it works for them!
Spazz: Weird ain't even the start, You remember what I said earlier. Shit's still fucked up!
We see Luther backstage at the State Farm Arena, sitting brooding on a production crate pulling an extender weight. With him is Esme Omega, who starts off the talking.
Esme: So here we are, Winter Storm, and they say it is the Final Round between my husband, YOUR Conquest Champion, Luther Thunder, and Juliet Black. I for one certainly hope so. Because after so many false finishes, disappointments and the like... this needs to end. This needs to end tonight.
She shakes her head.
Esme: What my husband has already alluded to is indeed true, Ms. Black. Your behaviour is not befitting of a wrestling champion, barely even a human. But the more I think about this, I believe Melinda Rhodes never thought as much either. Because the one thing I always asked myself was “Why?” Why would Melinda Rhodes give Juliet Black chance after chance, after her “antics” mess up match after match; why would such a person make a good champion? And finally, I have an answer. It’s simple Juliet. Rhodes never wanted you to be the Conquest champion. You are nothing but a monster for my husband to slay, a TOOL for Luther to overcome and use to cement his legacy. Don’t you get it? You’re tough, you’re scary, but in this story you’re nothing more than a villain, an antagonist, a trial that must be overcome. Scary? Yes. Tough? Undoubtedly. But a villain, a trial, an antagonist nontheless. Luther Thunder is the PROTAGONIST, the hero of this story, and like all good heroes he will slay you, put you down and move onto his next great challenge as the Conquest Champion. And just so you can’t pull any more... ahem... shenanigans, Luther will not pin you, submit you no... he will slam you through broken wood into proverbial oblivion. You are headstrong, Miss Black, you have come at my husband in a blaze, a maelstrom of fire, but tonight... tonight it is time for you to CRASH & BURN.
Her husbands jumps down with ease from the crate, dusting off his jeans and straightening his loose fitting sleeveless WINTER STORM 2021-promotional shirt with a smile.
Luther: So this is where it all ends is it Juliet? Can’t say I’ll be missing any of it, what I can say at least to your credit is that you have proven yourself more than a worthy opponent to face and by far the toughest one of my adversaries in Southern Rebellion Wrestling and Ursula Von Rossbach if you are watching, that is not a slight at you. You are a monster a beast in your own rank but the match between you and me was based on respect between two great competitors looking to bring out the best in each other. While my match with Miss Black was founded and built on violence, destruction and pain. Which is something she is more fluent and experienced that I am. My career is not built on the corpses and carcasses of my opponents, however I am a man capable of violence, I am a man very fluent in the international language of hurting others, but I do not do such things with no reasoning, I don’t enjoy and revel on the torment of others. I will do what needs to be done, if it requires breaking a limb, busting a nose or in the case of some of my opponents elsewhere, even end a career. However I carry the consequences of those actions with me for the rest of my life, I have to live with those actions and what I have committed against others. You, Juliet clearly do not have any qualms about hurting people,brutalizing them, victimizing them.. ending them. You have been a Hardcore Champion once already, and not one of those champions before or after you are worthy to compare at you in my opinion. Our owner saw my video earlier in the week as criticism of her decision. While she has the right to feel that way however I did not minted it as such. You have stayed silent, you have not spoken a word to me, is that because you have said all you had to say? Or perhaps because you plan on doing more than putting me through a table tonight? For what it’s worth Juliet, we will not be friends after this. That can not happen, however if I ever needed a monster in my corner, if I had to pick a beast to unleash on anyone who steps in my way. That would be you. I praised you earlier in the week just like I praised Melinda Rhodes, she missed my compliments but I am sure you saw it and heard what I said about you. Those were not just empty words. I know that no amount of words no matter how sweet would not grant me any mercy against you nor do I seek such. Tonight is subtitled as the final round and I have a feeling that the two of us will make it worthy of such advertisement. The battles we went through to get here, the onslaught and carnage alone should be worth the series as a bestseller online and in physical form and whatever percentage or tribute we are given for the proceeds. It will not be enough considering the physical memories we will carry to the end of our days in this world. I will not thank you for anything for any of the matches we have had Juliet, I will not thank you for the hell you have put me through within these months. Do not expect me to be grateful for the pain and torment I went through to keep this championship.
He re-adjusts the Conquest Championship on his shoulder.
Luther: Just don’t expect me to hand it to you after all this, do not be foolish enough to assume that a match with some tables would have me depart for the very testament of my worth to this organization. If you or anyone else wants to beat me for the Conquest Championship, no mere match will be enough to achieve it. I am not saying that I can not lose, I have lost matches before and will no doubt lose them again in the future. As I see it though it will not be happening tonight in this arena, not during WINTER STORM. There is a saying some use to motivate themselves “not today Satan” well..I have made it a bit more fitting for myself: Not tonight Miss Black!
We see the husband and wife walk off as the show moves on.
CONQUEST CHAMPIONSHIP
TABLE MATCH
FINAL ROUND
-LUTHER THUNDER (C)-VS-JULIET BLACK-
Luther Thunder stands across the ring from his rival, Juliet Black, ye' old thorn in his side for much of his championship reign. He fought to keep his anger in check as they circled, Juliet obviously armed with a piece of lumber wrapped in barbwire. The classics never die, do they? He entered with bare fists and the angriest scowl a man of his stature could get and you know, against anyone else, it would be effective. Juliet just smiles back at him, infuriating him even more as they circle each other. Juliet would make the first move, faking him out with a swing of the lumber only to directly kick him in the groin, but he doesn't even flinch, rocking her off her feet with a headbutt. He then knocks on his crotch with a laugh. Luther is wearing a cup! He gathers a stunned Juliet up and bodily hurls her into the corner. He then barrels towards her like a runaway chain but she pushes up, throwing both boots right into his face! He's staggered briefly and as quickly as he recovers, Juliet's already on the top rope and flying at him with a diving BARE KNUCKLE GLAM! Luther drops to one knee from the shot as Juliet then grabs is head and starts driving knee shot after knee shot into his face! The big man responds with a powerful shove that sends her backrolling away. She picks up her 2x4 along the way, hopping up and coming straight at him! A savage shot splits him open and drops him to his knees! While down and dazed, Juliet straddles his back and starts scraping the barbwire across his forehead, trying to gouge the wound further, drawing more blood in the process!
Anger welling up, he grips one of her legs while the other grabs a handful of her hair. Roaring he rises up and flips her over his shoulder and right into a falling Powerslam! Luther falls to one side, clutching at his bleeding forehead and growling with pain and anger. Slowly he rolls onto his knees and gets to his feet while Juliet pulls herself up with the nearby ropes. Luther, enraged, gets to his feet and rushes forward. Juliet drops, pulling the ropes down and he sails up and over the top, hitting the floor with a hard smack and skid. Luther gets up, gripping his shoulder in pain as suddenly Juliet slingshots up and over the ropes, diving straight at him, but this time he catches her single armed, turns and rams her against the ring apron! She falls to the floor on her knees and immediately starts crawling towards one of the preset tables outside the ring. Gripping the table, she pulls herself up only to find the back of her head wrapped with a big hand. Seconds later, her head is slammed into the table by Luther!
He rolls her onto the table, giving her a quick clap to the gut to keep her in place. The Champ then rolls back into the ring, climbing up the ropes to the very top of the nearest corner. As he does so, Juliet rolls off of the table. Thinking fast, she hops onto the apron and catches him off guard with a BARE KNUCKLE GLAM! He remains on top, stunned as she climbs up in front of him, hooking him in a front facelock. She attempts a DDT but he hooks his legs and holds firm! She tries again and he peppers her in the ribs with a hard body shot. The two trade blows but she is in a terrible spot to fight. One blow sends her flailing back but he catches her, pulls her in, then flips her into a Crucifix position and stands atop the turnbuckle. He knew this was going to hurt him almost as much as it hurt her, but couldn't give two shits because this was an awesome fucking spot.... He dives forward, Juliet actually screaming out seconds before she's driven through the table with THE SWORD OF DAMOCLES! The table breaks under the force as Luther lands painfully on his padded knees. He rolls onto his back, growling in pain but shouting, "IT WAS WORTH IT!!!"
WINNER AND STILL CONQUEST CHAMPION: LUTHER THUNDER!!!
Spazz: Motherfucker mighta' done blew his knees out on that!
Koss: Luther Thunder is not a 20 year old man in his prime, but if you're going to finish, finish as big as humanly possible! I only hope that moment didn't cost him his career. Holy hell what an impressive move! Crucifix PB off the top rope to the outside and he managed to put her through a table!
Spazz: That some precision level shit right there, at least for pro wrestling. This is the last shot for Juliet Black. She gonna' have to go for another championship if she wants to go for gold.
Koss: There are other options on the table and she was the most dominant Hardcore Champion we ever had. Could you imagine her and Katie Chaos?
Spazz: She'd eat that bitch's lunch then eat her for face for fucking desert, Joe!
When the door of Bianca Davis' locker room had opened, he nods his head towards Bianca as she stands there in the doorway. Jerrys eyes give a glance gently into Bianca's eyes. He could tell the champion had been confident that night. A feeling they both had going into their second match against one another. The second match hoping to live up to their last matches surroundng hype. Though they both knew it wasn't just each other they had to worry about that night. There outside the ring would be lumberjills who would try to work in either one of their favor. Jerry soon notices the two people standing beside the Ascendant champion. He shakes his head towards Underling and Veronica Taylor, both he knew could favorably keep the belt around the champions waist. He soon smirks back towards Bianca while listening to each word she had to say. The two begin to have a conversation near the doorway of her locker room.
Soon enough none other than the Queen Bee, and current Ascedant Champion answers the door flanked by Underling and Veronica Taylor. The current champion looks up smirking before speaking.
Bianca Davis: Well, well look what at we have here the man who I am taking on once again for my Ascendant title. Jerry Watts, , now what do I owe the pleasure?
Jerry Watts: Hello Bianca, hope you're getting ready for tonight. We definitely have to live up to the hype surroundig this second match between us. I was just coming to see where you're mind is at before this match takes place. I think we have a chance to do great things out there tonight.
When the door of Bianca Davis' locker room had opened, he nods his head towards Bianca as she stands there in the doorway. Jerrys eyes give a glance gently into Bianca's eyes. He could tell the champion had been confident that night. A feeling they both had going into their second match against one another. The second match hoping to live up to their last matches surroundng hype. Though they both knew it wasn't just each other they had to worry about that night. There outside the ring would be lumberjills who would try to work in either one of their favor. Jerry soon notices the two people standing beside the Ascendant champion. He shakes his head towards Underling and Veronica Taylor, both he knew could favorably keep the belt around the champions waist. He soon smirks back towards Bianca while listening to each word she had to say. The two begin to have a conversation near the doorway of her locker room.
Jerry Watts: Hello Bianca, hope you're getting ready for tonight. We definitely have to live up to the hype surroundig this second match between us. I was just coming to see where you're mind is at before this match takes place. I think we have a chance to do great things out there tonight.
Bianca smirked, showing off her title to the man she had faced before. As she lets out a chuckle before saying.
Bianca Davis: Oh we will, though clearly management wants you to win, though it just gives me more of a chance to disappoint them.
Jerry watches closely when Bianca begins to smirk. He soon smirks back though allowing his eyes to catch vision of the Ascendant Title. The belt the two would be fighting for that very evening. Though he had respected her legacy as a champion, he knew he was ready that evening. A chance to face a worthy champion was always a competitors dream come true. He hears her chuckle a bit before listening to what she had to say. His head nods softly as they continued to have a conversation in the doorway.
Jerry Watts: Yeah we definitely will be giving these fans what they want to see. A championship match with two hungry competitors invested in doing their best. Though if the management team had wanted me to win. I would have already still tonight shall be interesting. It gives us both a chance to improve and to be recognized as our talent deems fit.
Bianca let out a catty laugh amused by what was said. As she rubbed the face plate of her title belt. As the smug herriess soon begins to speak. Hearing Bianca let out a catty laugh, Jerry soon shakes his head towards her direction. He soon watches her closely when she begins to rub the front plate of her title belt. His eyes look down towards the belts direction for a moment admiring the way it looked in his eyes.
Bianca Davis: The fans? Those ungrateful basics who become ever chance they get? am noot interested in them or appeasing what I am interested in is remaining Ascedant Champion. And that is my plan and Veronica well she is going to recue that fugly hardcore belt.
Veronica smiles as Bianca points to her as the smug Queen B keeps speaking in her normal smug tone. He soon turns his attention towards Veronica allowing himself to smile towards her way. He could tell the dous admiration for each others progress in the ring. Each one of the ladies in front of him coming together to create a purpose.
Jerry Watts: Yes the fans the ones that help give us someone to showcase our talents in front of. The same fans that have shown to either agree or disagree with a certain superstar. They aren't ungrateful they are humble for being able to see us perform. You being an unworthy champion surely helps to blind your need to impress them. While, you are currently the Ascendant Champion, those days are soon coming to an end. At the end of it will usher in a new rightful champion set forth to bring justice to that belt. Though, perhaps you are right the hardcore title does deserve some saving.
Bianca Davis: Oh honey they still wanted Halo to be champion and look what happened they wanted House to get a shot and I stopped that, you faced me once before and I walked out with the title.
Jerry Watts: You are correct as well, while we may have faced each other in the past. Those times are soon going to repeat themselves with a better outcome. You see your friend there won't be the only one at ringside. At the ring will be lumberjills that will help persuade this title you hold to a better height.
Bianca rolls her eyes before another laugh escapes her. lips. As she begins to speak. Jerry takes notice of the way Bianca begins to roll her eyes. He laughs softly at the sign of disrespect but soon knowing it was installed confidence in the champion. He listens to what she had to say next, each word being heard clearly. Jerry starts to stand there for a moment before leaning his back against the wall of the hallway. His eyes glancing from the title belt back up towards Bianca.
Bianca Davis: Honey, unworthy since I been champion its been the Ascendant title in the main event surely you know I brought it there. Ugloo had a good regin but so far mmines on pace to be even better.
Jerry Watts: That may be true but see the title was meant to be in the main event. I mean after all only the strong can survive in this division. That goes for both mentally and physically when placed in the ring. While, I have to respect you for helping to bring it up to par with where it is suppose to be. I feel it is only right to tell you, it doesn't mean you will be there to see it prosper. That is unless you somehow make it past the lumberjills surrounding the ring and the obstacle of beating me fairly
He laughs softly with those eyes of his staring into Biancas. He could sense that confidence of being one of the best champions this federation had to offer growing. Each moment talking to Bianca had made him see clearly that she was believing in her reign. A true moment for any real champion about to do battle. He opens his lips speaking in a responseful tone, after hearing what she had to say next in her normal tone. Bianca takes a drink of water before putting down, as she then says in her normal tone.
ASCENDANT CHAMPIONSHIP
LUMBERJILL MATCH
-BIANCA DAVIS (C)-VS-JERRY WATTS-
LUMBERJILLS:
ROSE, AURORA ZAMBROTTA, FAYE LANG, CHERRY DEVILLE, MAJA LINDSTROM, MARIA SALVATORE
The bell rings and immediately Bianca is ducking and diving away from the long arms of Jerry Watts. She snakes away from him, significantly faster than the big man and laughing the entire time. Outside more than a few wrestlers hurl insults at her along with the crowd, though Maria Salvatore seemed to be a bit less vocal, choosing to favor the Queen B more. She'd suddenly surprise Jerry with a hard and vicious Bitch slap. He'd snap back and she'd duck around his arm, catching him with a swift kick in the ribs and a spinning heel kick to the back of his head that sends him stumbling forward. She then runs for the ropes, snaps off, and rebounds into him with a running knee lift that sets him back a few steps but doesn't quite drop him. She hops back and rushes with a baseball slide between his legs, but the evasion backfires as he catches Bianca, lifting her off the canvas and onto his shoulders. He promptly walks her to the ropes where more than a few arms were outstretched and waiting for her, people who had suffered at her hands in the past all looking for their own piece of the Ascendant Champion!
He teases them a bit, taunts them, then lifts a protesting Bianca over his head but before he can toss her into the pit of bodies hungry for her blood, she rakes her fingernails across his eyes. He drops her behind him, clutching at his face with a loud growl of pain. Bianca then hits him with a low blow from behind, covering it with a rollup pin! 1-2-THR-NO! He kicks out and almost sends Bianca through the ropes! Hands reach up, grabbing her and pulling her down but she manages to fight them off, staying in the ring. In this effort, she didn't realize that she had been sized up by Jerry and as she backs up from the ropes, her arms are hooked in a full nelson hold! Full Nelson Bulldog drops her to the canvas. Jerry goes for a pin and 1-2-KICKOUT! She rolls her shoulder, much to his surprise and as he gets her to a stand, he sets her up for the ICONIC DROP but a side elbow stops him, followed by a knee to the groin unseen by the ref as Bianca then hits THE QUEEN'S MAKEOVER! On impact she goes for the pin and on a two and a half, she's tossed off of Jerry!
The Iconic One gets to his feet, shaking his head from the facebuster and turns in time to see THE BEAUTIFUL BOOT but JERRY CATCHES THE LEG, pulling her in close and tight for a T-Bone Suplex that sees her finally go through the ropes! Bianca's enemies swarm towards her and the Queen B forces herself up, running from them! Jerry just stands back and watches the scene unfold with a smile. The group eventually splits up and she finds herself cornered with a choice... Get back in or get beaten by six other women... She slides back in to take her chances with Jerry!
She runs right into Jerry's arms as he tosses her up into the air but instead of a drop or slam, she pushes off his chest with a surprise front dropkick, backflipping and rolling to a stand, then rushing in with THE BEAUTIFUL BOOT! Jerry is rocked, dropping to one knee on the spot! Bianca sizes him up for the Coronation and rushes in but just as she reaches him, Jerry stands him, hooks the leg and POWERBOMB, straight to the canvas! While she sucks wind, Jerry rushes to the nearest corner and leaps into the air with THE REGIME STAMP!!! 1-2-3!!!
WINNER AND NEW ASCENDANT CHAMPION: JERRY WATTS!!!
Jerry celebrates with all but one of the Lumber Jills outside the ring, hoisting his prize in the air as his music plays. Maria Salvatore merely scoffs and mocks Bianca before walking off alone.
Koss: You know, I could see Bianca Davis taking the negative route on this one but think about where she was when she started with SRW compared to where she is now. She actually gave a legit fight against a man over double her weight class and size. Jerry Watts is no spring chicken either.
Spazz: Well he's a big guy and she's small and fast. Worked it like I would've back in the day, complete with nut-shots out of the referee's view!
Koss: I didn't approve of that but aside from the obvious moments where she cheated, it's clear that Bianca has stepped her game up.
Spazz: I still think she's an entitled rich bitch, but she got some respect outta' this fight.
SEGMENT
The opening of Sevendust's "Unforgiven" plays over the Arena speakers...
"WHAT'S INSIDE OF THE BEAST?! TELL ME WHAT YOU NEED TO START YOUR OWN EXECUTION...."
As columns of pyro explode on either side of the stage, a red and white laser light show playing as the lights dim orange. The highlight reel of Ursula Von Rossbach plays across the screen. As her past self wreaks a path of destruction with body after body on the screen, the present Queen of the South steps out in black leather ring gear, her championship resting comfortably on one of her broad shoulders. The Lady Terminator looks primed and ready as she heads to the ring with little fanfare or flash beyond the production of her entrance, as always. We see in her hand a microphone, indicating she had something to say before her match. It's not long before she's inside the ring and motioning for her music to end.
UVR: Good evening, SRW Faithful. Tonight marks my first match in this company for some time after our hiatus, but I have kept busy in other companies and have kept myself primed for this match. Tonight we, Christopher Styles and myself, two of the most dominant forces in Southern Rebellion Wrestling shall collide before your very eyes with the venerable yet contemptable Samantha Tolson presiding.
Ursula slowly turns, eyeing the crowd for a moment before continuing.
UVR: In the conclusion of this battle, there will be no excuses, no claims, nothing. I believe that the former Champion has just enough respect for this title that she would not dare besmirch it's budding legacy. The two of us shall have a proper reconciliation in the ring at a later date, but for now, the current contender, Mr. Styles, is who stands before me.
Those eyes find a camera and it becomes the focus of her attention as she now addresses her challenger through it.
UVR: Christopher, as you sit in Gorilla position, waiting to come out, let it be said that I both respect and even to a degree admire your strength and tenacity. You are truly a worthy competitor and I fully expect this match to be a highlight upon my Resume of Destruction. As much as I respect you, however, this title in my possession means a great deal to me and if I am to achieve my goal of beating the reign of Zoey Madigan-Star, the greatest champion in the history of Southern Rebellion Wrestling, then I must defeat any and all who step into my domain. I can and I will do that this night, I promise.
She turns and looks back to the crowd once more.
UVR: I do this for both myself and to gain a victory over a ghost that shall forever loom over my reign until I achieve this goal. Zoey Madigan-Star held my title for 496 days with multiple defenses until Samantha Tolson removed it from her possession.
There is a twinge of anger on her otherwise stoic face. Ursula removes the title from her shoulder and holds it before herself, looking down upon it.
UVR: I must prove myself a worthy successor by doing what everyone says is impossible, even for me. It is the only way now for me to truly say that I have beaten Zoey Madigan-Star.
The Lady Terminator places the belt down at her feet.
UVR: ....STEP FORTH, MR. STYLES! You are next to be entered into the Resume....of...DESTRUCTION!
Ursula tosses the microphone out of the ring and steps back into position with her arms spread.
Outside, as always, the nameless bell keeper steps into position, lifts his hand up in the air, and catches the tossed mic with ease, then casually strolls back to his seat and waits. Chris Style's theme hit's the P/A!
MAIN EVENT
QUEEN OF THE SOUTH CHAMPIONSHIP
-URSULA VON ROSSBACH (C)-VS-CHRIS STYLES-
SPECIAL GUEST REFEREE
SAMANTHA TOLSON
Samantha Tolson read both UVR and Styles the riot act in her striped shirt and tight fitting black shorts. With a ring of the bell it was under way as the two titans collide with an explosive impact of flesh in a hard collar elbow tie up. First Ursula is moved back a step, but then pushes back and drives Chris. The two seem to be matched as their bodies quiver to repel one another. Suddenly Ursula side-steps out of the collar-elbow tie up, twisting Chris's arm into a side arm wristlock. He rolls forward to get out of it, pulling Ursula into a clothesline but she ducks under, pulling his arm around his own waist and lifting him up into a backbody drop, but Chris rolls off her shoulder and catches her in a rear waistlock! He hoists her up and over for a STEEP release German Suplex, but in a surprise move, Ursula flips with the toss, sticking the landing with a modest tuck and roll to a kneel. He rises and suddenly she bursts across the ring faster than he anticipated, bowling him over with the SPEAR! He lands hard on his back with Ursula rising from him. Tolson and the Lady Terminator share a moment as their eyes meet. She then takes Styles by his arm and whips him to the corner, but he reverses, sending her instead. She hits with a solid impact and now it's her turn to be surprised by a burst of speed as Chris Avalanches her in the corner, then pulls her into a short-arm clothesline. Ursula skids on her back, but recovers quickly rolling to one knee just as Chris rushes in with a running kick to her head, snapping it to one side. The blow stuns her long enough for a snap suplex, followed by a run into the ropes, a hard running elbow drop and quick pin. 1-2-no! Ursula kicks out!
He knew that wouldn't do the trick and while Ursula rises, he hops back then leaps forward with a swinging neckbreaker. She flips in spectacular fashion as he brings her right back down. She sits up clutching at her neck as Chris doesn't give her a reprieve, hitting a running front flip and neck snap that yanks her head forward. She rolls onto her side, cradling her neck with both hands. As Ursula rolls onto all fours, Chris moves in behind, locking on a Full Nelson hold and hoisting her up to her feet! With pure power, Ursula forces his grip apart and answers with a back headbutt that sends him staggering. She bolts forward, hitting the ropes and rebounding. Ursula ducks a Clothesline, keeps going, and hits the opposite ropes. What surprises her is a running shoulder block! Chris rolls her up into a tight pinfall! 1-2-THR-NO! She powers out, both rolling apart. Ursula stumbles, shaking her head, leaving her open to Chris rushing in with THE STYLES DROP-NO! Ursula shoves him off. Her head lowers forward as a look of cold rages washes over her face.
Chris turns and hits her with a haymaker, followed by a left cross. The blows go unanswered until finally she catches his fist, casts him a side eye and pulls him for THE BIONIC HEADBUTT!!! Down Chris goes in spectacular fashion! He gets to his feet quicker than most, but apparently isn't all there as he stumbles and sways. He swings at Ursula who blocks the arm and hits him with the GASTRAZINE KICK! He is sent flying back into the ropes, choking for air. The ropes snap him forward, right into her waiting arms as she scoops him up for THE GREAT SLAM, holding him for a pin! He kicks out of the Michinoku Driver just barely! Taking him by his head, Ursula lifts him up and tosses him into a corner. She doesn't run, but casually walks towards him and cracks him with a back elbow, followed by several slow and deliberate body shots, targeting pressure points for maximum effect. He thrashes with each shot until finally a roundhouse kick drops him to a seat. Ursula turns around, walking away with a casual stroll only to turn and burst towards him with a running kick! Chris catches it with his hands and using his tremendous leg strength, pushes himself up and shoves her leg back!
Ursula stumbles back as Chris launches forth like a bullet from the corner! GREAT KICK FROM URSULA-NO!! CHRIS DUCKS, CATCHING AND HOISTING HER UP FOR THE DRIVER!!! BOOOOOMMM!!! Ursula lands with a resounding impact from the Death Valley Driver, Chris rolling over her for a pinfall! Again kick out at two and three quarters and the frustration reaches a boiling point. He points at Referee Tolson, arguing, slapping his hands together three times fast. Samantha shrugs and holds up a middle finger, then a second finger. "TWO IS TWO, CHRIS!" She shouts.
With sweat dripping down his brow now, Chris gathers a stirring Ursula up and locks her into a 3/4th's necklock, setting up for THE STYLES DROP once again! Suddenly Ursula lifts him up hoisting him up on her shoulder and tossing him over the ropes to the outside!!!! She falls into the ropes, remaining there for a moment. Chris lands seated on the floor, grabbing at the small of his back and rolling onto his side with a growl of pain. Ursula pushes off the ropes, walking towards the center as Chris fights to get to his feet. She takes a few breaths, then runs for the opposing ropes, snaps off, and hits a running, twisting leap for a SUICIDE AERIAL TERMINATION! STYLES CATCHES HER!!! He stumbles against the force of the impact, barely managing to keep standing. With a roar, he rushes forward and hits a running power slam reversal right over the ring steps!
He falls to the side as she slides down the ring steps, teeth grit as the only indication that she actually is feeling pain. Both take a moment to recover, but Chris is the first to his feet. He gathers Ursula up, hoisting her above his head and tossing her back into the ring. He slides in after her, hooking both legs and hoping this is the end, but at the very last second, she violently powers out, sending him back as she flops onto her side. Chris rushes in and drives his knee into her lower back once, twice, thrice. She doesn't exactly react, but doesn't seem to be in a position of stopping him. Chris gathers Ursula up and pulls her into a standing headscissor. He hoists her up for a Piledriver but her foot kicks him square in the face, showing amazing flexibility as the strike causes him to release her. She pulls free, backing up. Chris responds with THE STYLES SMASH, but URSULA DUCKS, slipping around him and hitting a BIONIC HEADBUTT to the back of his head! He stumbles forward and she moves in, taking his arms and locking him into a double Chickenwing. Ursula spins around, hoists him up and delivers him to the canvas with an explosive VON TERMINATOR!!!
Ursula is slow to roll him over and make the pin, clearly affected by something as Sam Tolson's hand slams 1-2-3!!!
WINNER AND STILL QUEEN OF THE SOUTH: URSULA VON ROSSBACH!!!!
Ursula rises but clearly feels the effects of this match. In great pain, Chris Styles sits up with disappointment written all over his face. He fights to his feet and offers Ursula his hand. She takes it with a modest shake. Chris then raises her arm into the air. It's then that Samantha Tolson steps up with the Queen of the South Championship. There's obvious tension for a moment as former champion stares hard at the present champion before offering her the title. Ursula takes it and then Tolson turns and exits the ring without further word.
Koss: One hell of a finish to the first event of the new year! Ursula Von Rossbach defends the title, but just barely against a very game Chris Styles.
Spazz: I haven't seen many take Ursula to her limits like that, Lunchbox. You rarely even see Bitchzilla tired, let alone hurting and if Chris can take away anything from this, it's just how fucking hard he pushed her!
Koss: Indeed! Don't let the loss discourage you. Not many make it that far against the walking Apocalypse that is, Ursula Von Rossbach! I'm afraid that's all the time we have for you tonight! Thank you for watching and have a wonderful evening!
Spazz: HAPPY NEW YEAR MOTHERFUCKERS!!!
CREDITS
STATE FARM ARENA
ATLANTA GA
1/16/2021
INTRO
Pyro explodes in perfect harmony with the rhythm and beat of Little V's cover of "Bury The Light" playing over the house P/A system. The crowd headbangs as the highlight reel of SRW plays along. The winter themed blue and white laser lights playing in every direction, enhanced by the building smoke from the pyrotechnic display. Eventually it all dies down and when the smoke clears, there's good ol' Jenny Beck standing front and center, fist in the air.
Jenny: YYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW!!! ATLANTA GEORGIA, HERE WE ARE AT LAST!!! WE WEREN'T DEAD, WE JUST TOOK A NAP!!!!!
She rushes down to ringside, pumping her fist and bobbing her head to the music. Jenny bolts at the last second, sliding over the apron and into the ring on her knees, devil horns in the air as she furiously head bangs to the music for the moment, then rises.
Jenny: WE ARE THA' WINTER STORM THAT IS AAPPRRROOOAAACCHHHIINNGG!!!! PPPRRROOOOMMOOOTTING, BADASS WRESTLING ACROSS THA' NAAATTIIIOOONN!!!
Jenny lets out a wicked little laugh.
Jenny: JOE KOSS! MIKE SPAZZ! DO YOUR THANG BOYS!!!
We cut to the announce tables where the dynamic duo were indeed doing their thing. In this case, Mikey sits back with his feet crossed on the table, toking a blunt while Joe is headbanging to the tunes with everyone else.
Spazz: SUP FUCKERS!!!
Koss: Joe Koss and Mike Spazz here with Winter Storm 2021!! Man what a crazy year we've had!
Spazz: 2020 can choke on a bag of dicks, lunchbox, straight up!
Koss: Indeed! We've got a stacked card, all hands on deck, all titles on the line, and some serious resolutions to be had! First match on the docket is the debut of Kasey Kash and Justice Cross, coming up next!!!
Jenny: YYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW!!! ATLANTA GEORGIA, HERE WE ARE AT LAST!!! WE WEREN'T DEAD, WE JUST TOOK A NAP!!!!!
She rushes down to ringside, pumping her fist and bobbing her head to the music. Jenny bolts at the last second, sliding over the apron and into the ring on her knees, devil horns in the air as she furiously head bangs to the music for the moment, then rises.
Jenny: WE ARE THA' WINTER STORM THAT IS AAPPRRROOOAAACCHHHIINNGG!!!! PPPRRROOOOMMOOOTTING, BADASS WRESTLING ACROSS THA' NAAATTIIIOOONN!!!
Jenny lets out a wicked little laugh.
Jenny: JOE KOSS! MIKE SPAZZ! DO YOUR THANG BOYS!!!
We cut to the announce tables where the dynamic duo were indeed doing their thing. In this case, Mikey sits back with his feet crossed on the table, toking a blunt while Joe is headbanging to the tunes with everyone else.
Spazz: SUP FUCKERS!!!
Koss: Joe Koss and Mike Spazz here with Winter Storm 2021!! Man what a crazy year we've had!
Spazz: 2020 can choke on a bag of dicks, lunchbox, straight up!
Koss: Indeed! We've got a stacked card, all hands on deck, all titles on the line, and some serious resolutions to be had! First match on the docket is the debut of Kasey Kash and Justice Cross, coming up next!!!
-KASEY KASH-VS-JUSTICE CROSS-
The bell rings and Kash crosses the gap between them to blast Cross off her feet with a hard running knee, followed by hitting the ropes and leaping into a rolling knee drop that Cross manages to dodge with a tuck and roll. Kash gets to his feet, eating a gut kick followed by a standing dropkick! Kash drops and rolls to his feet just in time to get hit with another dropkick. She goes for a SHINING WIZARD-NO Kash avoids the shot, turning it around with a gut kick and a flip piledriver, followed by a pinfall. Kick out at 2 with Justice looking worse for wear. Kasey gets her into a rear waistlock, but Cross manages a foot stomp and a back headbutt, which staggers him, opening him up to a back kick to the gut and a springboard bulldog! STEP-UP ENZIGURI flat backs Kash and Cross goes for the pin! 2 count and a kickout has her a bit frustrated but she fights on, following up with a grounded OCTOPUS STRETCH! Kash struggles in the hold for several seconds in the hold, he rolls Justice onto her shoulders, getting a two count until she gets the shoulder up and applies more pressure. Kash, nearing tap out, kicks his legs and manages to flip himself into the ropes, forcing a break up by the ref!
Both are back on their feet and it's Cross now who is on the advantage, battering Kash with forearm shots. She pulls him for an Irish whip but gets pulled into a RIPCORD BICYCLE KNEE!!!! Justice is down but struggling, she gets to her knees not noticing Kash setting up, beckoning her to rise. Her head lifts just right, Kash hits the ropes and AUSSIE KNEE PARTY!!! On impact, he flips her over and hooks the legs for the 1-2-3!!!
WINNER: KASEY KASH BY PINFALL!!!
Koss: Kasey Kash making a big splash in this double debut match!
Spazz: That knee at the end? Fuckin' knocked Justice Cross-eyed yo!
Koss: Definitely should check for a concussion but as the ring is cleared, we move upwards and onwards! The Socialites debut against veteran tag team Wildside, coming up next!
Spazz: Zenna's fuckin' haaawT!
Spazz: That knee at the end? Fuckin' knocked Justice Cross-eyed yo!
Koss: Definitely should check for a concussion but as the ring is cleared, we move upwards and onwards! The Socialites debut against veteran tag team Wildside, coming up next!
Spazz: Zenna's fuckin' haaawT!
-SOCIALITES-VS-WILDSIDE-
The match begins with Venessa Page standing off against Zenna Zdunich as the legal women. The two begin a little "kick off" firing off flashy martial arts style kicks at one another, yet dancing through each other's offensives with little ground gained. The two fire off simultaneous superkicks, nailing each other's shins with a painful that has the crowd wincing with them. The two come at each other again with Vanessa faking her out with a low kick only to jab a thumb in her eye. This opens Zenna up to a hard kick to the shin followed by a SLINGSHOT SUPLEX!!!! Vanessa follows up with a SWANTON BOMB and a pin! 1-2-NO! Kickout! Vanessa rolls away and tags in Danielle who rushes in with a clubbing double axe handle to keep Zenna from tagging out!
Danielle batters Zenna, but a sudden forearm shot staggers her, followed by Zenna hitting THE FAMILY TRADITION! On impact, she tags in Seleana who mercilessly attacks Danielle with brutal strikes and kicks before she can even recover. Whip into the ropes and Vanessa slaps Danielle's back on the rebound to tag herself in. Seleana doesn't notice, hitting the KATTOGA and dropping Danielle on the spot. She goes for the pin but doesn't count! Zenna gets blasted off the apron by Vanessa and as Seleana realizes what has happened, she gets to her feet and turns right into a ALL THE MONEY IN THE WORLD! She snaps straight up and falls flat on her back! Vanessa makes the cover and as the crowd boos uproariously, gets the 1-2-3!!!
WINNER: SOCIALITES BY PINFALL!!!
Koss: What an upset! The Socialites victorious in their debut!
Spazz: They used the classic switcheroo with an unseen tag! Selly didn't even know WTF hit her until it was all too late!
Spazz: They used the classic switcheroo with an unseen tag! Selly didn't even know WTF hit her until it was all too late!
-SHELBY DAWSON-VS-PSYCHO MAGUIRE-
Dawson and Maguire circle one another, a bit of taunting and some trash talk from the Shield Maiden gets a few retorts that make her chuckle a bit before the two lock up. Psycho is quick to break the lock up with a forearm shot and the DUBLIN KISS that sends her staggering, then dropping to one knee, This is promptly followed by a running knee that flat backs Shelby, opening her up for a standing Moonsault and pin, netting her a one and a half count kickout! Psycho helps a stunned Shelby to her feet and blasts her with a hard chest chop that seems to actually knock her foe out of the momentary daze. Shelby blasts back with one of her own, catching Psycho off guard! The two enter into a chest chopping contest that ends with Shelby suddenly blasting Psycho with a hard right hand, spinning her around. Psycho smiles as blood drips from her split lip, turns and swings a haymaker at Shelby, but the shot is blocked! Shelby answers back with several fast jabs followed by a kick that Psycho catches. As Psycho starts to pull her in, Shelby flips around, answering with a MULE KICK that snaps her head back and sends her into the ropes! Psycho rebounds, stunned and uncoordinated right into the DOWNWARD BULLDOG! Shelby makes the cover and gets a two count!
She gathers Psycho up, walks her to the nearest corner and starts slamming her face into the turnbuckle multiple times before whipping her down to the canvas. Shelby then climbs the top rope, sizing Psycho as she recovers quickly then leaps off with a Flying Hurricanrana, but Psycho catches her, staggering for a moment before spinning around an improvised Powerbomb into a Single Leg Crab!!! Shelby cries out in pain as Psycho goes full bore stretching that leg and torquing the hip, knee, and ankle. Several times the ref asks her if she wants to quit and she shouts "NO!!!!" each time! Inch by inch, Shelby fights to get to the rope and just as she's about to get it, Psycho laughs and pulls her right back to the center of the ring, squatting down lower! Shelby lets out a cry of despair, but then suddenly gets angry, pushing up with her hands and finding leverage with her free leg. Using every ounce of strength, she rolls Psycho off her feet into a modified single leg scissor, taking her ankle in an improvised lock and twisting away! Psycho screams out more in shock and surprise than the actual pain at first. This however leaves her open to a kick to the face from Psycho's free leg.
The two separate, both clearly favoring one leg over the other as they get to their feet. Psycho thinks fast and blasts off with the GEALTACHTA! SHELBY DUCKS AND FLIPS RIGHT INTO THE HEAD OVERHEELS! Connecting square on to the top of Psycho's head, Shelby drops her flat! Not wanting to take any chances, Dawson limp-runs to the nearest corner, pulling herself up, motions to the sky, then leaps to the air with DO OR DIE!!! Connecting with a pinfall on impact, it's 1-2-3!!!
WINNER: SHELBY DAWSON BY PINFALL!!!
Koss: Shelby Dawson sees your roundhouse from hell and raises you a Pele Kick to the noggin!
Spazz: Fucked her world up and then Do Or Die for the big boom, don't get up motha' fucka spot!!!
Koss: Shelby has certainly proven her metal against a tough foe in Psycho Maguire. I'm sure Psycho will be looking for a little payback down the line.
Spazz: They don't call her psycho for nothing, fats.
SEGMENT
As the ring crew are getting set up for the Hardcore Championship Battle Royale, the crowd begins to murmur, then collectively begin boo louder and louder. Why? Because the Hardcore Champion herself, Chaotic Katie Chaos is coming down to the ring being heralded by no music - only the chaotic wardrums swirling in her chaotically chaotic head.
Oh, she also has a mic and a book in hand, and has the Hardcore Championship, which she has re-named the ChaosCore Championship, wrapped around her ample waist.
She enters into the ring with no emotion and boringly takes up a, well, bored posture in the middle of the ring. Placing the mic up to her plain lips, the most chaotic force in the history of all of sports and entertainment commences her wordlings.
Katie Chaos: Here ye. Here Ye. Here ye.
The fans hurl their disdain for the boring woman and the mono-tone cadence of her voice.
Katie Chaos: Be not afraid, for the chaos within me is only interested in the victims I’ll soon face in this very ring when I defend my ChaosCore Championship. As promised on Twitter, I will prep you for the chaotic violence to come by mentally engineering your brains with Shakespeare's chaotic classic, Romeo and Juliet. For those of you who don’t speak English, do not worry, I’ll recite this in several languages.
The crowd is livid with the woman, but she carries on undaunted by flipping open the book and clearing her throat.
Katie Chaos: Ahem, prologue:
Two households, both alike in dignity,
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;
Whose misadventured piteous overthrows
Do with their death bury their parents' strife.
The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,
And the continuance of their parents' rage,
Which, but their children's end, nought could remove,
Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage;
The which if you with patient ears attend,
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.
Katie clears her throat and ignores the ear popping jeers.
Katie Chaos: Now, in Espanol : El Prologo:
Dos hogares, ambos iguales en dignidad,
En la bella Verona, donde ponemos nuestro escenario,
De la antigua ruptura de rencor a un nuevo motín,
Donde la sangre civil hace las manos civiles sucias.
De los lomos fatales de estos dos enemigos
Un par de amantes cruzados de estrellas se quitan la vida;
Cuyos derrocamientos lamentables desventurados
Haz con su muerte sepultar la contienda de sus padres.
El terrible pasaje de su amor marcado por la muerte,
Y la continuación de la ira de sus padres,
Que, salvo el fin de sus hijos, nada podría eliminar,
Es ahora el tráfico de dos horas de nuestro escenario;
El que si asiste con oídos pacientes,
Lo que aquí faltará, nuestro trabajo se esforzará por enmendar.
A vociferous chant of “CUT HER MIC” begins to pound the arena.
Katie Chaos: Now, in French: Prolog:
Deux ménages, tous deux égaux en dignité,
Dans la belle Vérone, où nous posons notre scène,
De l'ancienne rupture de rancune à la nouvelle mutinerie,
Où le sang civil rend les mains civiles impures.
Suddenly, her mic goes silent. The crowd roars with applause. Katie shows no emotion and simply walks to her corner and sits the book down, then does some warm up exercises to prepare for the battle royale.
Spazz: THE FUCK WAS THAT SHIT??!
Koss: The fans clearly did NOT want Shakespear with their wrestling!
Spazz: I get addin' a little culture, but really? Fuck me dude... bitch needs to get on stage on Broadway and do plays n' shit if that's what she wants to do!
Koss: Indeed! Katie Chaos defends her championship, NEXT!!!
Spazz: THE FUCK WAS THAT SHIT??!
Koss: The fans clearly did NOT want Shakespear with their wrestling!
Spazz: I get addin' a little culture, but really? Fuck me dude... bitch needs to get on stage on Broadway and do plays n' shit if that's what she wants to do!
Koss: Indeed! Katie Chaos defends her championship, NEXT!!!
HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
TOP ROPE ELIMINATION HARDCORE ROYALE
-KATIE CHAOS (C)-VS-VERONICA TAYLOR-VS-C.C.M.-VS-KAN TAI-VS-HALO-VS-KATE STEELE-VS-CHRISTINA ZDUNICH-
All participants are in the ring, armed with chairs, baseball bats, and even a thick book on Shakespear! Outside the ring, we see Veronica's "Minion" and CCM's father and manager, WMD, outside and surprisingly the two are chatting it up. The old man still has a bit of charm as he sweet talks her. Meanwhile in the ring, the bell rings and Katie opens up by CLOBBERING Halo with a swing of her book of Shakespear! She's then promptly speared off her feet by Kan Tai, book sent flying through the air!!! Veronica Taylor finds herself in a bitter brawl with Halo while CCM catches a chair against his head from Crystal Z! It becomes a bloody brawl fast as Halo busts Kate Steele open with a violent chair shot. Katie Chaos is bleeding and no is sure exactly how, and CCM fights to keep from being eliminated by his ex-wife! Kan Tai rushes in behind, flipping Christina's legs out from under her and depositing her out of the ring, almost taking CCM with her, but he skins the cat and lands on the apron, pulling himself back into the ring!
CHRISTINA ZDUNICH HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
Christina fumes outside of the ring, hurling various weapons littering ringside into the ring in a fit before storming off. Meanwhile Kan Tai is working with Veronica Taylor to send Katie Chaos over the ropes! Katie struggles and fights, fighting them with every fiber of her being. Meanwhile Halo tosses a steel chair to Kate Steele, who catches it and then eats it as Halo hits a dropkick on the chair into her face, sending her over the ropes in spectacular fashion!
KATE STEELE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
Halo then rushes in and blitzes Veronica Taylor from behind, sending her over the ropes!!!
VERONICA TAYLOR HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
Halo dusts her hands and turns right into CCM nailing her with THE MILLARIAT!!! She's flipped off her feet and landing flat on her stomach! Outside WMD cheers on, only to get a little annoyed as Minion is pulled away from him by an angry Veronica Taylor yanking her to the back and blaming her for the elimination! CCM tosses Halo over the ropes, but the multi-time champion hooks her arms in the rope, skinning the cat in the process. CCM walks away, dusting his hands as Halo had prior, unaware that his target was still in the game! Meanwhile Chaos jams a thumb in Kan Tai's eye, saving herself from elimination! Katie promptly drops below the bottom rope and rolls out to relative safety. WMD promptly moves in, Katie seeing him coming, quickly moves away.
Meanwhile CCM takes full advantage of Kan Tai's momentary blindness, rushing in with a knee kick followed by a headlock takedown! As he pops back up, he's ran down by Halo with THE BLACK 13!!!! Katie Chaos slides into the ring to get away from WMD and comes up behind Halo with a ROLLING RUSSIAN LEGSWEEP!!!! As Chaos pops up, she finds herself the victim of Kan Tai's MIST, followed by a BRUTAL chair shot that drops the champion! CCM, meanwhile, fights to his feet against the ropes, trying to shake loose the cobwebs when he's bowled over the ropes by THE MORAL OF THE STORY!!! Kan Tai's elbow hits with enough force that he flips right to the floor!
CCM HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
WMD looks up, eyes wide with shock. His gaze then narrows and as Kan Tai is engaged in a fight on the ropes with Halo, he climbs up top, hooks an arm around Kan Tai's neck and hoists her up and over the ropes! The woman's shock and dismay at being eliminated from the outside in such a manner plain as day as she hits the floor!
KAN TAI HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
WMD hops down and gathers his son up, the two heading to the back quickly. Kan Tai, meanwhile fumes, slapping her hands on the mat outside in anger and fury! She then picks up a piece of lumber and slides right after the two with vengeance on her mind and blood in her eyes! And then there were two.... Chaos and Halo circle each other, unsure of how to approach one another. Both were bleeding from head wounds and looked haggard and worn by a brutal, chaotic (no pun) match. The two suddenly bolt at each other, with Halo ducking under Chaos's fake out punch with a tuck and roll. She grabs the only weapon in her reach in the attempt, spinning around with THE BOOK OF SHAKESPEAR! Chaos turns right into a full on shot to the face with the book that flat levels her! She then proceeds to batter Katie Chaos with not only the same weapon that opened the match, but the very source of the words she said just before the match!
All Katie can do is curl up under the assault and weather it out before Halo rises back up and in an impressive feat of strength, tears the book in half, tossing it to the crowd in pieces! Halo then gathers Chaos up and hurls her into the nearest corner! She gets a running start, BLACK 13 but Chaos simply sits down as Halo flies groin first into the turnbuckle! She's left hanging upside down as a now angry Katie gathers up a steel chair and starts to unload on her upside down foe with it! Halo tries to cover up, her arms, torso, and leg taking brutal shots over and over! Satisfied as Halo now hangs limp, no longer defending herself, Katie tosses the chair aside and sets her up on the top turnbuckle. She climbs in behind Halo and locks on PURE CHAOS on the top rope! Katie starts choking Halo out. Halo fights back, pushing herself to a stand on the ropes with Katie. Unfortunately she starts fading fast. A last act of defiance sees her grabbing onto Katie's arm and head and falling with a spin, pulling her foe off the top! Katie releases, her arms flailing as the two hit the floor at the exact same time!
SIMULTANEOUS ELIMINATION - KATIE CHAOS & HALO!
DRAW!!!!
Katie Chaos marches over to the time keeper's table taking her belt, but as she's walking off with it, her music playing, suddenly she's stopped by Halo. With no declaration made, she shouts, "I AM THE CHAMPION!" Katie fires back in kind with, "NO I AM THE CHAMPION!" The two immediately start a tug of war over the belt as the referee's draw decision leaves the match conclusion in utter and complete chaos!
Koss: What did we just see?
Spazz: I'm fuckin' confused dawg. Are they both the champion?!
Koss: We just watched the instant replay and indeed, their backs hit the floor at exactly the same time, so this is going to be a point of contention between Halo and Katie Chaos for certain!
Spazz: Used to be in a draw, the title defaulted to the champ!
Koss: But this is the Hardcore Championship and the rules don't necessarily apply like they do for all the other championships out there.
Spazz: Well listening to these two scream, "NO I'M THE CHAMPION" for the next few weeks should be fun!
SEGMENT
Backstage at the State Farm Arena in Atlanta, Georgia we see the current and reigning Southern Cross Tag Team Champions: HOUSE OF DIX Wendy House & Tracy Dixon respectively dressed up in their gear, with the illustrious tag team championships along as one would expect from the consummate professionals such as the champions.
Dixon: Howdy Ya’ll! It’s everyone’s favourite tag team House Of Dix here ready to bring down the house tonight against the legendary, iconic and purely super sonic SMC Riot Group. Bullet & Bandit the damn near closest thing one can get to modern day outlaws and some of the single most decorated and talented women that have ever been part of this roster or held championship gold here in Southern Rebellion Wrestling. However ya’ll seem to forget that those times are gone, there’s a whole new flavour in everyone’s mouth making life the party it should be and when it comes to 2021 it will be our year, House Of Dix is here baby, large and in charge. Me and my legendary partner here, the one woman insane asylum filled to the brim with all things prim and proper when it comes to wrestling. Wendy House the one who outwrestles, outfights, outthinks and outspits every single damn person on this roster. The true success story of this industry and a talent that any organization in their right mind would want on their roster. I might not be the fastest, I may not be the one who goes to the highest of heights but if ya’ll think House is scared of anyone or anything, if you even for a moment assume that Wendy here couldn’t get up that ladder quicker than anyone, beat you senseless on the way up and dive down with the championships in tow..ya’ll must not know the age old saying that still rings true: The House, ALWAYS wins.
House nods.
House: We’s takin a lot of pwide bein da sovereign cwoss champies. We’s worked weally hard to get to dis point, an while we’s wespect our opponents, twitter hawassments not wivstandin’, it is impewative dat you’s wealize dat we have worked weally hard to get to dis point. Wemember, even the commentators used to make fun of usses. Dey made jokes when we’s “finally” won a match. More than anyone on dis worcester, House of Dix has had da biggest uphill battle to be taken sewiously. So you’s see, dese belts arren’t just a cool piece of hardware, or useful for keeping me’s skirt up. Dese belts wepwesent everything we’ve done, everything we’ve done to be taken sewiously. Because let’s be honest. None of you’s did back in da day. Dese belties wepwesent our stwuggle, how we wose an’ clawed to da top. An’ me’s sowwy if you’s was expectin’ somefink funny, but we’s felt for such a big defense, we’s do some weal talk for a change. It’s a new year after all, an for all our jokes, jibes an’ little skits... we’s still consider ourselves a sewious tag team in da wing. We like being champies. Bandit & Bullet are a gweat team, and mebbe we’s could even be fwiends under another circumstance. But we’s not weady to give up dese belts just yet. Midnight may have sounded on 2020, but House not weady to turn into a pumpkin.
She looks at Tracy.
House: You’s lookin’a bit of a plumpkin tho, you’s had too much Chwistmas hams?
Her partner gasps in shock.
Dixon: You little bi--bit of a cheeky bugger!
She giggles before looking back at the camera.
Dixon: In all seriousness though we know that our peers, the commentators or even some of the fans don’t take us seriously. So many people want to see us crack jokes, treat us like jokes too and I’m sure you would be more open to see me sneak out of a broom closet than an actual locker room for a champion. We’ll let me tell ya’ll a lil’ something. For all those jokes, jabs and pokes at your expense. There are fans out there in this very arena tonight and around the world who cheer us on, who drive us forward and who motivate us to fight for those who are just like us. We may not be the badasses, the monsters and the heroes some of ya’ll see yourselves as, we may just be regular woman, who do what they love to do and work their hardest, doing their best every given chance and that doesn’t make us stars or something special. It makes us just like our fans, for every dhild out there being picked on, for the teen who feels like they just can’t fit in, for the adult who gets kicked around, trying to provide for his loved ones..all the way to the old and gray who are locked out of the way. From cradle to the grave, we resonate to every age group, to every gender, to every level of of the society. You don’t have to be rich to be part of House Of Dix, you don’t have to be educated or better than everyone..all you gotta be is, yourself. Just like me and House, we haven’t changed, we won’t change and we can’t be changed! So no matter what happens tonight, no matter who comes against us after Bullet and Bandit, no matter where the year takes us…tell em’ Wends
Tracy steps back as House puts hands on the sides of her mouth and bellows out
House: HOUSE OF DIX IS IN EFFECT YA’LL!
We hear the echo down the hallways as Tracy smirks.
Dixon: and that message echoes loud and clear across the world, we’ll see ya’ll out there!
Spazz: It still fucks with me... House is hot, but that 8 year old in a 30-something year old body just has me all kinds of fucked up. Like, dude, it's like uncomfortable n' shit!
Koss: It'd help if every woman of legal age didn't turn you on in some capacity.
Spazz: Well... fuck that's because every woman deserves a good time! I'm a whore for the female masses, mofugga!
TABLES, LADDERS, & CHAIRS MATCH
-HOUSE OF DIX (C)-VS-SMC RIOT GROUP-
No time is wasted, as the bell rings, Dixon, House, Bullet, and Bandit devolve quickly into an all out brawl. Fists and feet fly as the two teams go all out in this Tornado style affair. Tracy tosses Bandit out of the ring with a mighty heave! Bullet backs House up into a corner, battering her with SWEATING BULLETS! A right cross drops her to a seat. Bullet turns in time to see Dixon barreling full steam ahead at her! She side steps and Tracy ends up avalanching her tag team partner in the corner with the KENTUCKY BLIND DATE! Bullet then catches a distracted Dixon from behind with a few hard kidney punches, followed by a backdrop suplex! Bullet then turns to take a stiff elbow shot that doubles her over, followed by THE KNEE TREMBLER! She falls to the canvas in a heap. Wendy pumps her fists with a wild hoot, only to turn in time to see Bandit launch off from a far corner, fly through the air and deliver her to the canvas with diving somersault splash, driving her straight to the canvas! Bandit pops up with a hair whip and a stylish pose for the fans, then turns and bull rushes Tracy with a running high knee that sends her through the ropes! Bandit then helps Bullet up to her feet, only to turn right in Wendy House rushing in with a double Clothesline, but she's caught, lifted up and dropped into the ropes with a double team rope stungun!
Bandit quickly slides out of the ring to gather a ladder, quickly tossing it up for Bullet to catch and set up in the center of the ring. Back outside, Bandit starts brawling with Tracy, the two edging closer to a table set up outside the ring. Bullet climbs the ladder, intending to grab that gold as quickly as possible. Wendy starts to shake off the rope stungun, pulling herself up on the ropes. Tracy sees the situation in the ring, having halted Bandit's onslaught for a moment, she gathers a chair, shouts to Wendy who looks up. She tosses the chair, Wendy catches it, then looks up to see Bullet tugging on the belts. Thinking fast, she rushes in and slaps the chair across Bullet's ass once, twice, three times!!! She cries out in surprise, then glares at Wendy. It's at that point that Tracy slides under the ropes and bowls the ladder over, sending Bullet flying into the ropes!
Bandit lifts and tosses a table into the ring, hitting Wendy right in the back and knocking her off her feet! Tracy turns to see Bandit hop on the apron, then springboard off the top rope straight at her! Tracy spins gets her own chair kicked right into her face with a dropkick! She doesn't fall, but drops the chair, stumbling around until she backs into a corner. Bandit then hits POETRY IN MOTION! Bullet, meanwhile, sets the table up, then gathers a dazed Wendy House up by the straps of her top. Her and Bandit hoist Wendy up and double team powerbomb her through the table!!!!
Once again, Bullet sets up a ladder in the middle of the ring and starts climbing. Bandit keeps Tracy at bay, battering her with elbow shots in the corner as Bullet starts yanking on the belts once more. Just as it seems she's about to get them free, suddenly House climbs up the ladder, snaking her head between the biker's legs and pushing her up to the very top of the ladder! Bullet hits a few sharp punches to the top of Wendy's head, but it's too little, too late as Wendy House flies off the top of the ladder with a diving Electric Chair drop that kicks the ladder over while sending them both into the ropes!!! The ladder falls across the opposing ropes, folded back up. It's enough of a distraction for Bandit that Tracy nails her with a surprise headbutt, then scoops her up on her shoulders! She gets a running start and violently powerbombs Bandit into the ladder with enough force to bend it!!!
Wendy is on her feet, yelling and hollering at Dix! "THAT WAS THE ONLY LADDER WE HAD! YOU BROKE IT! HOW ARE WE GOING TO WIN NOW?!!!"
She fumes, stomping her feet as Dixon just drops and rolls out of the ring. She starts looking under it while Wendy takes her frustrations out on a dazed Bandit with hard stomps and kicks! She fails to notice a recovered Bullet moving in from behind. She's spun around, boot to the gut and DIOS ES UNA BALA!!! Wendy goes down in a heap, out cold! It's at that moment that Tracy pulls the ladder out from under the ring and slides it in, only to eat a baseball slide kick to the face from Bullet! Bullet then sets up the ladder and starts climbing. Meanwhile in the corner, Wendy is seen pulling herself up on the ropes.
Tracy slides through the ropes once more only to get blasted by a surprise from Bandit with a running double knee drop across the back. Tracy gets up anyways, takes a boot to the gut and ONE ARMED BANDIT!!! Both lay out on the canvas, one stunned, the other spent and in alot of pain. Bullet's just about figured out the lock on the chain holding the belts, moving to the very top of the ladder when suddenly Wendy takes flight, driving both feet right into the side of the ladder and sending both it and Bullet flying once more! Bullet crashes down onto and flipping over the ropes as the ladder falls upon Tracy and Bandit! Wendy picks the ladder up, making sure to stomp on Bandit a few times for good measure. She then sets the ladder up and starts climbing. She starts wildly tugging and pulling on the belt. Bandit stirs on the canvas, looking up to see that they are dangerously close to losing. With a burst of energy she sits up and quickly climbs the opposite side and it's there that she and Wendy start trading blows at the very top. Back and forth, the exhausted battlers slug each other while fighting to maintain balance.
As they battle it out, Tracy is pushing up to her feet. She sees the situation and thinking fast, she shouts, "GRAB THE BELT!" Bandit and Wendy both look down and Wendy grabs the belt just as Tracy barrels the ladder over! Bandit grabs onto Wendy, hanging on for dear life, then starts climbing up Wendy's body. Tracy slips under Wendy's feet, hoisting her up. The combined weight of both women is a bit much but she manages it. The two essentially fight in the most awkward way possible, Wendy kicking at Bandit the entire time until suddenly, Bullet is on the nearby corner. All they can do is brace as Bandit takes flight, spearing both women off the belt and Tracy's shoulders, driving them to the canvas! What she fails to see however is the belt immediately flying through the air and off of the hook! Tracy looks at the three downed women and the belt, with Bullet being the first to recover. Tracy drops and rolls out, running for the belt. Bullet practically dives out of the ring and both women land on the belt, the referee outside rushes in to find that it is Tracy Dixon who rises with the belt in her possession!
WINNER AND STILL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: HOUSE OF DIX!!!
With the match concluded, however, everything breaks down into a straight brawl then and there! The Riot Squad and HoD start practically trashing ringside as they batter each other about the ringside area! Security has to break both teams up in the heated exchange, dragging them in separate groups to the back!
Spazz: They BARELY held on to that shit! Holy fuck what a fight those teams just had! Knock down, drag-the-fuck-out parking lot beat down level shit!
Koss: Clearly the Riot Squad were not happy with that finish in the slightest! The two teams had such animosity at the very end that I do believe that there will be another round between them. House of Dix are unorthodox, quirky, and weird, but clearly it works for them!
Spazz: Weird ain't even the start, You remember what I said earlier. Shit's still fucked up!
SEGMENT
We see Luther backstage at the State Farm Arena, sitting brooding on a production crate pulling an extender weight. With him is Esme Omega, who starts off the talking.
Esme: So here we are, Winter Storm, and they say it is the Final Round between my husband, YOUR Conquest Champion, Luther Thunder, and Juliet Black. I for one certainly hope so. Because after so many false finishes, disappointments and the like... this needs to end. This needs to end tonight.
She shakes her head.
Esme: What my husband has already alluded to is indeed true, Ms. Black. Your behaviour is not befitting of a wrestling champion, barely even a human. But the more I think about this, I believe Melinda Rhodes never thought as much either. Because the one thing I always asked myself was “Why?” Why would Melinda Rhodes give Juliet Black chance after chance, after her “antics” mess up match after match; why would such a person make a good champion? And finally, I have an answer. It’s simple Juliet. Rhodes never wanted you to be the Conquest champion. You are nothing but a monster for my husband to slay, a TOOL for Luther to overcome and use to cement his legacy. Don’t you get it? You’re tough, you’re scary, but in this story you’re nothing more than a villain, an antagonist, a trial that must be overcome. Scary? Yes. Tough? Undoubtedly. But a villain, a trial, an antagonist nontheless. Luther Thunder is the PROTAGONIST, the hero of this story, and like all good heroes he will slay you, put you down and move onto his next great challenge as the Conquest Champion. And just so you can’t pull any more... ahem... shenanigans, Luther will not pin you, submit you no... he will slam you through broken wood into proverbial oblivion. You are headstrong, Miss Black, you have come at my husband in a blaze, a maelstrom of fire, but tonight... tonight it is time for you to CRASH & BURN.
Her husbands jumps down with ease from the crate, dusting off his jeans and straightening his loose fitting sleeveless WINTER STORM 2021-promotional shirt with a smile.
Luther: So this is where it all ends is it Juliet? Can’t say I’ll be missing any of it, what I can say at least to your credit is that you have proven yourself more than a worthy opponent to face and by far the toughest one of my adversaries in Southern Rebellion Wrestling and Ursula Von Rossbach if you are watching, that is not a slight at you. You are a monster a beast in your own rank but the match between you and me was based on respect between two great competitors looking to bring out the best in each other. While my match with Miss Black was founded and built on violence, destruction and pain. Which is something she is more fluent and experienced that I am. My career is not built on the corpses and carcasses of my opponents, however I am a man capable of violence, I am a man very fluent in the international language of hurting others, but I do not do such things with no reasoning, I don’t enjoy and revel on the torment of others. I will do what needs to be done, if it requires breaking a limb, busting a nose or in the case of some of my opponents elsewhere, even end a career. However I carry the consequences of those actions with me for the rest of my life, I have to live with those actions and what I have committed against others. You, Juliet clearly do not have any qualms about hurting people,brutalizing them, victimizing them.. ending them. You have been a Hardcore Champion once already, and not one of those champions before or after you are worthy to compare at you in my opinion. Our owner saw my video earlier in the week as criticism of her decision. While she has the right to feel that way however I did not minted it as such. You have stayed silent, you have not spoken a word to me, is that because you have said all you had to say? Or perhaps because you plan on doing more than putting me through a table tonight? For what it’s worth Juliet, we will not be friends after this. That can not happen, however if I ever needed a monster in my corner, if I had to pick a beast to unleash on anyone who steps in my way. That would be you. I praised you earlier in the week just like I praised Melinda Rhodes, she missed my compliments but I am sure you saw it and heard what I said about you. Those were not just empty words. I know that no amount of words no matter how sweet would not grant me any mercy against you nor do I seek such. Tonight is subtitled as the final round and I have a feeling that the two of us will make it worthy of such advertisement. The battles we went through to get here, the onslaught and carnage alone should be worth the series as a bestseller online and in physical form and whatever percentage or tribute we are given for the proceeds. It will not be enough considering the physical memories we will carry to the end of our days in this world. I will not thank you for anything for any of the matches we have had Juliet, I will not thank you for the hell you have put me through within these months. Do not expect me to be grateful for the pain and torment I went through to keep this championship.
He re-adjusts the Conquest Championship on his shoulder.
Luther: Just don’t expect me to hand it to you after all this, do not be foolish enough to assume that a match with some tables would have me depart for the very testament of my worth to this organization. If you or anyone else wants to beat me for the Conquest Championship, no mere match will be enough to achieve it. I am not saying that I can not lose, I have lost matches before and will no doubt lose them again in the future. As I see it though it will not be happening tonight in this arena, not during WINTER STORM. There is a saying some use to motivate themselves “not today Satan” well..I have made it a bit more fitting for myself: Not tonight Miss Black!
We see the husband and wife walk off as the show moves on.
TABLE MATCH
FINAL ROUND
-LUTHER THUNDER (C)-VS-JULIET BLACK-
Luther Thunder stands across the ring from his rival, Juliet Black, ye' old thorn in his side for much of his championship reign. He fought to keep his anger in check as they circled, Juliet obviously armed with a piece of lumber wrapped in barbwire. The classics never die, do they? He entered with bare fists and the angriest scowl a man of his stature could get and you know, against anyone else, it would be effective. Juliet just smiles back at him, infuriating him even more as they circle each other. Juliet would make the first move, faking him out with a swing of the lumber only to directly kick him in the groin, but he doesn't even flinch, rocking her off her feet with a headbutt. He then knocks on his crotch with a laugh. Luther is wearing a cup! He gathers a stunned Juliet up and bodily hurls her into the corner. He then barrels towards her like a runaway chain but she pushes up, throwing both boots right into his face! He's staggered briefly and as quickly as he recovers, Juliet's already on the top rope and flying at him with a diving BARE KNUCKLE GLAM! Luther drops to one knee from the shot as Juliet then grabs is head and starts driving knee shot after knee shot into his face! The big man responds with a powerful shove that sends her backrolling away. She picks up her 2x4 along the way, hopping up and coming straight at him! A savage shot splits him open and drops him to his knees! While down and dazed, Juliet straddles his back and starts scraping the barbwire across his forehead, trying to gouge the wound further, drawing more blood in the process!
Anger welling up, he grips one of her legs while the other grabs a handful of her hair. Roaring he rises up and flips her over his shoulder and right into a falling Powerslam! Luther falls to one side, clutching at his bleeding forehead and growling with pain and anger. Slowly he rolls onto his knees and gets to his feet while Juliet pulls herself up with the nearby ropes. Luther, enraged, gets to his feet and rushes forward. Juliet drops, pulling the ropes down and he sails up and over the top, hitting the floor with a hard smack and skid. Luther gets up, gripping his shoulder in pain as suddenly Juliet slingshots up and over the ropes, diving straight at him, but this time he catches her single armed, turns and rams her against the ring apron! She falls to the floor on her knees and immediately starts crawling towards one of the preset tables outside the ring. Gripping the table, she pulls herself up only to find the back of her head wrapped with a big hand. Seconds later, her head is slammed into the table by Luther!
He rolls her onto the table, giving her a quick clap to the gut to keep her in place. The Champ then rolls back into the ring, climbing up the ropes to the very top of the nearest corner. As he does so, Juliet rolls off of the table. Thinking fast, she hops onto the apron and catches him off guard with a BARE KNUCKLE GLAM! He remains on top, stunned as she climbs up in front of him, hooking him in a front facelock. She attempts a DDT but he hooks his legs and holds firm! She tries again and he peppers her in the ribs with a hard body shot. The two trade blows but she is in a terrible spot to fight. One blow sends her flailing back but he catches her, pulls her in, then flips her into a Crucifix position and stands atop the turnbuckle. He knew this was going to hurt him almost as much as it hurt her, but couldn't give two shits because this was an awesome fucking spot.... He dives forward, Juliet actually screaming out seconds before she's driven through the table with THE SWORD OF DAMOCLES! The table breaks under the force as Luther lands painfully on his padded knees. He rolls onto his back, growling in pain but shouting, "IT WAS WORTH IT!!!"
WINNER AND STILL CONQUEST CHAMPION: LUTHER THUNDER!!!
Spazz: Motherfucker mighta' done blew his knees out on that!
Koss: Luther Thunder is not a 20 year old man in his prime, but if you're going to finish, finish as big as humanly possible! I only hope that moment didn't cost him his career. Holy hell what an impressive move! Crucifix PB off the top rope to the outside and he managed to put her through a table!
Spazz: That some precision level shit right there, at least for pro wrestling. This is the last shot for Juliet Black. She gonna' have to go for another championship if she wants to go for gold.
Koss: There are other options on the table and she was the most dominant Hardcore Champion we ever had. Could you imagine her and Katie Chaos?
Spazz: She'd eat that bitch's lunch then eat her for face for fucking desert, Joe!
SEGMENT
When the door of Bianca Davis' locker room had opened, he nods his head towards Bianca as she stands there in the doorway. Jerrys eyes give a glance gently into Bianca's eyes. He could tell the champion had been confident that night. A feeling they both had going into their second match against one another. The second match hoping to live up to their last matches surroundng hype. Though they both knew it wasn't just each other they had to worry about that night. There outside the ring would be lumberjills who would try to work in either one of their favor. Jerry soon notices the two people standing beside the Ascendant champion. He shakes his head towards Underling and Veronica Taylor, both he knew could favorably keep the belt around the champions waist. He soon smirks back towards Bianca while listening to each word she had to say. The two begin to have a conversation near the doorway of her locker room.
Soon enough none other than the Queen Bee, and current Ascedant Champion answers the door flanked by Underling and Veronica Taylor. The current champion looks up smirking before speaking.
Bianca Davis: Well, well look what at we have here the man who I am taking on once again for my Ascendant title. Jerry Watts, , now what do I owe the pleasure?
Jerry Watts: Hello Bianca, hope you're getting ready for tonight. We definitely have to live up to the hype surroundig this second match between us. I was just coming to see where you're mind is at before this match takes place. I think we have a chance to do great things out there tonight.
When the door of Bianca Davis' locker room had opened, he nods his head towards Bianca as she stands there in the doorway. Jerrys eyes give a glance gently into Bianca's eyes. He could tell the champion had been confident that night. A feeling they both had going into their second match against one another. The second match hoping to live up to their last matches surroundng hype. Though they both knew it wasn't just each other they had to worry about that night. There outside the ring would be lumberjills who would try to work in either one of their favor. Jerry soon notices the two people standing beside the Ascendant champion. He shakes his head towards Underling and Veronica Taylor, both he knew could favorably keep the belt around the champions waist. He soon smirks back towards Bianca while listening to each word she had to say. The two begin to have a conversation near the doorway of her locker room.
Jerry Watts: Hello Bianca, hope you're getting ready for tonight. We definitely have to live up to the hype surroundig this second match between us. I was just coming to see where you're mind is at before this match takes place. I think we have a chance to do great things out there tonight.
Bianca smirked, showing off her title to the man she had faced before. As she lets out a chuckle before saying.
Bianca Davis: Oh we will, though clearly management wants you to win, though it just gives me more of a chance to disappoint them.
Jerry watches closely when Bianca begins to smirk. He soon smirks back though allowing his eyes to catch vision of the Ascendant Title. The belt the two would be fighting for that very evening. Though he had respected her legacy as a champion, he knew he was ready that evening. A chance to face a worthy champion was always a competitors dream come true. He hears her chuckle a bit before listening to what she had to say. His head nods softly as they continued to have a conversation in the doorway.
Jerry Watts: Yeah we definitely will be giving these fans what they want to see. A championship match with two hungry competitors invested in doing their best. Though if the management team had wanted me to win. I would have already still tonight shall be interesting. It gives us both a chance to improve and to be recognized as our talent deems fit.
Bianca let out a catty laugh amused by what was said. As she rubbed the face plate of her title belt. As the smug herriess soon begins to speak. Hearing Bianca let out a catty laugh, Jerry soon shakes his head towards her direction. He soon watches her closely when she begins to rub the front plate of her title belt. His eyes look down towards the belts direction for a moment admiring the way it looked in his eyes.
Bianca Davis: The fans? Those ungrateful basics who become ever chance they get? am noot interested in them or appeasing what I am interested in is remaining Ascedant Champion. And that is my plan and Veronica well she is going to recue that fugly hardcore belt.
Veronica smiles as Bianca points to her as the smug Queen B keeps speaking in her normal smug tone. He soon turns his attention towards Veronica allowing himself to smile towards her way. He could tell the dous admiration for each others progress in the ring. Each one of the ladies in front of him coming together to create a purpose.
Jerry Watts: Yes the fans the ones that help give us someone to showcase our talents in front of. The same fans that have shown to either agree or disagree with a certain superstar. They aren't ungrateful they are humble for being able to see us perform. You being an unworthy champion surely helps to blind your need to impress them. While, you are currently the Ascendant Champion, those days are soon coming to an end. At the end of it will usher in a new rightful champion set forth to bring justice to that belt. Though, perhaps you are right the hardcore title does deserve some saving.
Bianca Davis: Oh honey they still wanted Halo to be champion and look what happened they wanted House to get a shot and I stopped that, you faced me once before and I walked out with the title.
Jerry Watts: You are correct as well, while we may have faced each other in the past. Those times are soon going to repeat themselves with a better outcome. You see your friend there won't be the only one at ringside. At the ring will be lumberjills that will help persuade this title you hold to a better height.
Bianca rolls her eyes before another laugh escapes her. lips. As she begins to speak. Jerry takes notice of the way Bianca begins to roll her eyes. He laughs softly at the sign of disrespect but soon knowing it was installed confidence in the champion. He listens to what she had to say next, each word being heard clearly. Jerry starts to stand there for a moment before leaning his back against the wall of the hallway. His eyes glancing from the title belt back up towards Bianca.
Bianca Davis: Honey, unworthy since I been champion its been the Ascendant title in the main event surely you know I brought it there. Ugloo had a good regin but so far mmines on pace to be even better.
Jerry Watts: That may be true but see the title was meant to be in the main event. I mean after all only the strong can survive in this division. That goes for both mentally and physically when placed in the ring. While, I have to respect you for helping to bring it up to par with where it is suppose to be. I feel it is only right to tell you, it doesn't mean you will be there to see it prosper. That is unless you somehow make it past the lumberjills surrounding the ring and the obstacle of beating me fairly
He laughs softly with those eyes of his staring into Biancas. He could sense that confidence of being one of the best champions this federation had to offer growing. Each moment talking to Bianca had made him see clearly that she was believing in her reign. A true moment for any real champion about to do battle. He opens his lips speaking in a responseful tone, after hearing what she had to say next in her normal tone. Bianca takes a drink of water before putting down, as she then says in her normal tone.
LUMBERJILL MATCH
-BIANCA DAVIS (C)-VS-JERRY WATTS-
LUMBERJILLS:
ROSE, AURORA ZAMBROTTA, FAYE LANG, CHERRY DEVILLE, MAJA LINDSTROM, MARIA SALVATORE
The bell rings and immediately Bianca is ducking and diving away from the long arms of Jerry Watts. She snakes away from him, significantly faster than the big man and laughing the entire time. Outside more than a few wrestlers hurl insults at her along with the crowd, though Maria Salvatore seemed to be a bit less vocal, choosing to favor the Queen B more. She'd suddenly surprise Jerry with a hard and vicious Bitch slap. He'd snap back and she'd duck around his arm, catching him with a swift kick in the ribs and a spinning heel kick to the back of his head that sends him stumbling forward. She then runs for the ropes, snaps off, and rebounds into him with a running knee lift that sets him back a few steps but doesn't quite drop him. She hops back and rushes with a baseball slide between his legs, but the evasion backfires as he catches Bianca, lifting her off the canvas and onto his shoulders. He promptly walks her to the ropes where more than a few arms were outstretched and waiting for her, people who had suffered at her hands in the past all looking for their own piece of the Ascendant Champion!
He teases them a bit, taunts them, then lifts a protesting Bianca over his head but before he can toss her into the pit of bodies hungry for her blood, she rakes her fingernails across his eyes. He drops her behind him, clutching at his face with a loud growl of pain. Bianca then hits him with a low blow from behind, covering it with a rollup pin! 1-2-THR-NO! He kicks out and almost sends Bianca through the ropes! Hands reach up, grabbing her and pulling her down but she manages to fight them off, staying in the ring. In this effort, she didn't realize that she had been sized up by Jerry and as she backs up from the ropes, her arms are hooked in a full nelson hold! Full Nelson Bulldog drops her to the canvas. Jerry goes for a pin and 1-2-KICKOUT! She rolls her shoulder, much to his surprise and as he gets her to a stand, he sets her up for the ICONIC DROP but a side elbow stops him, followed by a knee to the groin unseen by the ref as Bianca then hits THE QUEEN'S MAKEOVER! On impact she goes for the pin and on a two and a half, she's tossed off of Jerry!
The Iconic One gets to his feet, shaking his head from the facebuster and turns in time to see THE BEAUTIFUL BOOT but JERRY CATCHES THE LEG, pulling her in close and tight for a T-Bone Suplex that sees her finally go through the ropes! Bianca's enemies swarm towards her and the Queen B forces herself up, running from them! Jerry just stands back and watches the scene unfold with a smile. The group eventually splits up and she finds herself cornered with a choice... Get back in or get beaten by six other women... She slides back in to take her chances with Jerry!
She runs right into Jerry's arms as he tosses her up into the air but instead of a drop or slam, she pushes off his chest with a surprise front dropkick, backflipping and rolling to a stand, then rushing in with THE BEAUTIFUL BOOT! Jerry is rocked, dropping to one knee on the spot! Bianca sizes him up for the Coronation and rushes in but just as she reaches him, Jerry stands him, hooks the leg and POWERBOMB, straight to the canvas! While she sucks wind, Jerry rushes to the nearest corner and leaps into the air with THE REGIME STAMP!!! 1-2-3!!!
WINNER AND NEW ASCENDANT CHAMPION: JERRY WATTS!!!
Jerry celebrates with all but one of the Lumber Jills outside the ring, hoisting his prize in the air as his music plays. Maria Salvatore merely scoffs and mocks Bianca before walking off alone.
Koss: You know, I could see Bianca Davis taking the negative route on this one but think about where she was when she started with SRW compared to where she is now. She actually gave a legit fight against a man over double her weight class and size. Jerry Watts is no spring chicken either.
Spazz: Well he's a big guy and she's small and fast. Worked it like I would've back in the day, complete with nut-shots out of the referee's view!
Koss: I didn't approve of that but aside from the obvious moments where she cheated, it's clear that Bianca has stepped her game up.
Spazz: I still think she's an entitled rich bitch, but she got some respect outta' this fight.
SEGMENT
The opening of Sevendust's "Unforgiven" plays over the Arena speakers...
"WHAT'S INSIDE OF THE BEAST?! TELL ME WHAT YOU NEED TO START YOUR OWN EXECUTION...."
As columns of pyro explode on either side of the stage, a red and white laser light show playing as the lights dim orange. The highlight reel of Ursula Von Rossbach plays across the screen. As her past self wreaks a path of destruction with body after body on the screen, the present Queen of the South steps out in black leather ring gear, her championship resting comfortably on one of her broad shoulders. The Lady Terminator looks primed and ready as she heads to the ring with little fanfare or flash beyond the production of her entrance, as always. We see in her hand a microphone, indicating she had something to say before her match. It's not long before she's inside the ring and motioning for her music to end.
UVR: Good evening, SRW Faithful. Tonight marks my first match in this company for some time after our hiatus, but I have kept busy in other companies and have kept myself primed for this match. Tonight we, Christopher Styles and myself, two of the most dominant forces in Southern Rebellion Wrestling shall collide before your very eyes with the venerable yet contemptable Samantha Tolson presiding.
Ursula slowly turns, eyeing the crowd for a moment before continuing.
UVR: In the conclusion of this battle, there will be no excuses, no claims, nothing. I believe that the former Champion has just enough respect for this title that she would not dare besmirch it's budding legacy. The two of us shall have a proper reconciliation in the ring at a later date, but for now, the current contender, Mr. Styles, is who stands before me.
Those eyes find a camera and it becomes the focus of her attention as she now addresses her challenger through it.
UVR: Christopher, as you sit in Gorilla position, waiting to come out, let it be said that I both respect and even to a degree admire your strength and tenacity. You are truly a worthy competitor and I fully expect this match to be a highlight upon my Resume of Destruction. As much as I respect you, however, this title in my possession means a great deal to me and if I am to achieve my goal of beating the reign of Zoey Madigan-Star, the greatest champion in the history of Southern Rebellion Wrestling, then I must defeat any and all who step into my domain. I can and I will do that this night, I promise.
She turns and looks back to the crowd once more.
UVR: I do this for both myself and to gain a victory over a ghost that shall forever loom over my reign until I achieve this goal. Zoey Madigan-Star held my title for 496 days with multiple defenses until Samantha Tolson removed it from her possession.
There is a twinge of anger on her otherwise stoic face. Ursula removes the title from her shoulder and holds it before herself, looking down upon it.
UVR: I must prove myself a worthy successor by doing what everyone says is impossible, even for me. It is the only way now for me to truly say that I have beaten Zoey Madigan-Star.
The Lady Terminator places the belt down at her feet.
UVR: ....STEP FORTH, MR. STYLES! You are next to be entered into the Resume....of...DESTRUCTION!
Ursula tosses the microphone out of the ring and steps back into position with her arms spread.
Outside, as always, the nameless bell keeper steps into position, lifts his hand up in the air, and catches the tossed mic with ease, then casually strolls back to his seat and waits. Chris Style's theme hit's the P/A!
Koss: Strong words from a strong champion. This is going to be an interesting match.
Spazz: You gotta' wonder though, will Sam Tolson call it down the middle? Ursula Von Rossbach road her ass hard, fast, and dirty for months.
Koss: I'm sure it's tempting, but like the champ said, Tolson has even gone on record saying she has too much respect for the championship to sully it with pettiness. I believe her.
Spazz: We'll see, won't we fatboy?
Koss: We certainly will!
Spazz: You gotta' wonder though, will Sam Tolson call it down the middle? Ursula Von Rossbach road her ass hard, fast, and dirty for months.
Koss: I'm sure it's tempting, but like the champ said, Tolson has even gone on record saying she has too much respect for the championship to sully it with pettiness. I believe her.
Spazz: We'll see, won't we fatboy?
Koss: We certainly will!
MAIN EVENT
QUEEN OF THE SOUTH CHAMPIONSHIP
-URSULA VON ROSSBACH (C)-VS-CHRIS STYLES-
SPECIAL GUEST REFEREE
SAMANTHA TOLSON
Samantha Tolson read both UVR and Styles the riot act in her striped shirt and tight fitting black shorts. With a ring of the bell it was under way as the two titans collide with an explosive impact of flesh in a hard collar elbow tie up. First Ursula is moved back a step, but then pushes back and drives Chris. The two seem to be matched as their bodies quiver to repel one another. Suddenly Ursula side-steps out of the collar-elbow tie up, twisting Chris's arm into a side arm wristlock. He rolls forward to get out of it, pulling Ursula into a clothesline but she ducks under, pulling his arm around his own waist and lifting him up into a backbody drop, but Chris rolls off her shoulder and catches her in a rear waistlock! He hoists her up and over for a STEEP release German Suplex, but in a surprise move, Ursula flips with the toss, sticking the landing with a modest tuck and roll to a kneel. He rises and suddenly she bursts across the ring faster than he anticipated, bowling him over with the SPEAR! He lands hard on his back with Ursula rising from him. Tolson and the Lady Terminator share a moment as their eyes meet. She then takes Styles by his arm and whips him to the corner, but he reverses, sending her instead. She hits with a solid impact and now it's her turn to be surprised by a burst of speed as Chris Avalanches her in the corner, then pulls her into a short-arm clothesline. Ursula skids on her back, but recovers quickly rolling to one knee just as Chris rushes in with a running kick to her head, snapping it to one side. The blow stuns her long enough for a snap suplex, followed by a run into the ropes, a hard running elbow drop and quick pin. 1-2-no! Ursula kicks out!
He knew that wouldn't do the trick and while Ursula rises, he hops back then leaps forward with a swinging neckbreaker. She flips in spectacular fashion as he brings her right back down. She sits up clutching at her neck as Chris doesn't give her a reprieve, hitting a running front flip and neck snap that yanks her head forward. She rolls onto her side, cradling her neck with both hands. As Ursula rolls onto all fours, Chris moves in behind, locking on a Full Nelson hold and hoisting her up to her feet! With pure power, Ursula forces his grip apart and answers with a back headbutt that sends him staggering. She bolts forward, hitting the ropes and rebounding. Ursula ducks a Clothesline, keeps going, and hits the opposite ropes. What surprises her is a running shoulder block! Chris rolls her up into a tight pinfall! 1-2-THR-NO! She powers out, both rolling apart. Ursula stumbles, shaking her head, leaving her open to Chris rushing in with THE STYLES DROP-NO! Ursula shoves him off. Her head lowers forward as a look of cold rages washes over her face.
Chris turns and hits her with a haymaker, followed by a left cross. The blows go unanswered until finally she catches his fist, casts him a side eye and pulls him for THE BIONIC HEADBUTT!!! Down Chris goes in spectacular fashion! He gets to his feet quicker than most, but apparently isn't all there as he stumbles and sways. He swings at Ursula who blocks the arm and hits him with the GASTRAZINE KICK! He is sent flying back into the ropes, choking for air. The ropes snap him forward, right into her waiting arms as she scoops him up for THE GREAT SLAM, holding him for a pin! He kicks out of the Michinoku Driver just barely! Taking him by his head, Ursula lifts him up and tosses him into a corner. She doesn't run, but casually walks towards him and cracks him with a back elbow, followed by several slow and deliberate body shots, targeting pressure points for maximum effect. He thrashes with each shot until finally a roundhouse kick drops him to a seat. Ursula turns around, walking away with a casual stroll only to turn and burst towards him with a running kick! Chris catches it with his hands and using his tremendous leg strength, pushes himself up and shoves her leg back!
Ursula stumbles back as Chris launches forth like a bullet from the corner! GREAT KICK FROM URSULA-NO!! CHRIS DUCKS, CATCHING AND HOISTING HER UP FOR THE DRIVER!!! BOOOOOMMM!!! Ursula lands with a resounding impact from the Death Valley Driver, Chris rolling over her for a pinfall! Again kick out at two and three quarters and the frustration reaches a boiling point. He points at Referee Tolson, arguing, slapping his hands together three times fast. Samantha shrugs and holds up a middle finger, then a second finger. "TWO IS TWO, CHRIS!" She shouts.
With sweat dripping down his brow now, Chris gathers a stirring Ursula up and locks her into a 3/4th's necklock, setting up for THE STYLES DROP once again! Suddenly Ursula lifts him up hoisting him up on her shoulder and tossing him over the ropes to the outside!!!! She falls into the ropes, remaining there for a moment. Chris lands seated on the floor, grabbing at the small of his back and rolling onto his side with a growl of pain. Ursula pushes off the ropes, walking towards the center as Chris fights to get to his feet. She takes a few breaths, then runs for the opposing ropes, snaps off, and hits a running, twisting leap for a SUICIDE AERIAL TERMINATION! STYLES CATCHES HER!!! He stumbles against the force of the impact, barely managing to keep standing. With a roar, he rushes forward and hits a running power slam reversal right over the ring steps!
He falls to the side as she slides down the ring steps, teeth grit as the only indication that she actually is feeling pain. Both take a moment to recover, but Chris is the first to his feet. He gathers Ursula up, hoisting her above his head and tossing her back into the ring. He slides in after her, hooking both legs and hoping this is the end, but at the very last second, she violently powers out, sending him back as she flops onto her side. Chris rushes in and drives his knee into her lower back once, twice, thrice. She doesn't exactly react, but doesn't seem to be in a position of stopping him. Chris gathers Ursula up and pulls her into a standing headscissor. He hoists her up for a Piledriver but her foot kicks him square in the face, showing amazing flexibility as the strike causes him to release her. She pulls free, backing up. Chris responds with THE STYLES SMASH, but URSULA DUCKS, slipping around him and hitting a BIONIC HEADBUTT to the back of his head! He stumbles forward and she moves in, taking his arms and locking him into a double Chickenwing. Ursula spins around, hoists him up and delivers him to the canvas with an explosive VON TERMINATOR!!!
Ursula is slow to roll him over and make the pin, clearly affected by something as Sam Tolson's hand slams 1-2-3!!!
WINNER AND STILL QUEEN OF THE SOUTH: URSULA VON ROSSBACH!!!!
Ursula rises but clearly feels the effects of this match. In great pain, Chris Styles sits up with disappointment written all over his face. He fights to his feet and offers Ursula his hand. She takes it with a modest shake. Chris then raises her arm into the air. It's then that Samantha Tolson steps up with the Queen of the South Championship. There's obvious tension for a moment as former champion stares hard at the present champion before offering her the title. Ursula takes it and then Tolson turns and exits the ring without further word.
Koss: One hell of a finish to the first event of the new year! Ursula Von Rossbach defends the title, but just barely against a very game Chris Styles.
Spazz: I haven't seen many take Ursula to her limits like that, Lunchbox. You rarely even see Bitchzilla tired, let alone hurting and if Chris can take away anything from this, it's just how fucking hard he pushed her!
Koss: Indeed! Don't let the loss discourage you. Not many make it that far against the walking Apocalypse that is, Ursula Von Rossbach! I'm afraid that's all the time we have for you tonight! Thank you for watching and have a wonderful evening!
Spazz: HAPPY NEW YEAR MOTHERFUCKERS!!!
KASH VS CROSS
SOCIALITES VS WILDSIDE
DAWSON VS MAGUIRE
HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP RUMBLE
KATIE CHAOS
HOUSE OF DIX VS RIOT GROUP
THUNDER VS BLACK
DAVIS VS WATTS
ROSSBACH VS STYLES
SOCIALITES VS WILDSIDE
DAWSON VS MAGUIRE
HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP RUMBLE
KATIE CHAOS
HOUSE OF DIX VS RIOT GROUP
THUNDER VS BLACK
DAVIS VS WATTS
ROSSBACH VS STYLES